"Jiminie." Jin called, knocking on the door.
The sun has raised hours ago. They all woke up late. Sundays are for extra sleep. That's how it is. But even after the clock showed eleven o'clock Jimin didn't came out of his room. So Jin was here to check up on him.
"Jiminie." He again called for the younger, but got no reply. "I am coming in, okay?" He called out and opened the door slowly only to find an empty room. Jin checked the bathroom and the balcony, but Jimin was nowhere to be found. Where could he have gone?
"Yoon, did you see Jimin?" Jin asked Yoongi who were sitting on the couch zoning out.
"No, hyung. I just woke up." Yoongi replied with a confused expression on his sleepy face.
"What about you, Hobi?"
"No." The brown haired man shook his head. "What happened, hyung. Is he not in the room?" He asked.
"No, i couldn't find him anywhere." Jin frowned in concern.
"What happened, hyung?" Taehyung came in to the living room, rubbing his eyes.
"Did you see Jimin? He is not in his room." Taehyung shook his head as no. Sleep disappeared from his eyes, turning in to worry and confusion.
"You guys check the other rooms. I will check his house." Jin walked out of the room without waiting for the reply. They all nodded and started to check the rooms, hoping to find Jimin.
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The main door was open. Jin opened it and walked in to Jimin's house.
It was silent. The curtains blocked the sunlight from entering the room, making it dark, even though it was almost noon. Jin could hear his own footsteps and it sacred him a little. He felt like he is in a haunted house. He took every steps, holding his breath. He don't know why he is doing it like this. But he couldn't help it.
"THUD" A sound of something falling echoed through the previously quite rooms.
Jin ran towards the room, where the sound came from.
When he got there, he found a struggling Jimin trying to reach for the phone, which was on the floor. Jin assumed the thud he heard was the sound of phone falling.
He watched Jimin trying to pick up the phone with his uninjured hand. But it wasn't in his reach. He was wrapped in a yellow blanket like burrito, which seems to hold him back from moving more. And he didn't seem to notice Jin's presence in the room, and was too focused on his task.
Jin noticed that the younger is going to fell off the bed from the struggling. He ran towards the brunet and hold him from falling off the bed. His one hand were holding Jimin's right arm to preventing him from falling and other wrapped around his waist.
Jin stared in to those honey brown orbs, which have that ability to captivate anyone just by looking at them. He observed the other's face, from his innocent yet alluring eyes, to his small button nose, to the soft cheeks that tinted with natural blush, and lastly the plump pink cherry lips. He realized that their faces are just inches apart, that if Jin move a little, their lips can touch.
Even though the thought was inviting, he won't do that. What if Jimin hate him for that. So he leaned his head a little away from the smaller's face, and gently tugged him back to the bed, careful to not hurt the younger's already injured shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" Jin asked as he picked up the phone from the floor and placed it on the nightstand.
Jimin was trying to sit up on the bed, which Jin helped by supporting his right arm. Jimin didn't dare to look up at him.
"Didn't i told you to stay with us?" Jin's voice was stern and he crossed arms on his chest. "If i hadn't came on the right time, you would have hurt yourself."
Jimin didn't say anything, just sat there staring at his lap. Jin's heart broke at the sight. He gently lift the younger's chin and made him look up at him. Jin could see the glistening eyes, even though they were covered with the dark brown locks.
"Let's go to back, please." He said softly, to Jimin, who nodded hesitantly. Jin gave a soft smile and guide him out of the bed.
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"Where were you?"
"Why did you leave without saying anything?"
"Are you okay?"
Jimin didn't even step in to the house, he was covered with the questions. They all looked concerned, for him. Jimin don't understand, why are they concerned about him? Why are they taking care of him? Why do they want him to stay with them? Why do they care? The questions floated in his brain, without any answer.
"We were worried." Namjoon took Jimin's hands and guide him towards the couch. He sat there without protesting, others following the suit. "Didn't we told you to stay here, atleast until you get better." He continued, trying to find Jimin's eyes. But Jimin just stared at his lap, like a kid getting scolded by their parents. Why don't they understand, he don't want to be a burden to them?
"Can i know, what you are thinking?" The taller asked.
Jimin bit on his lips hesitantly. Then he fished out his phone and slowly started typing. "I don't wanna be a burden to you." He gave the phone to Namjoon who read it and passed it to others.
"No, Jiminie. You will be never burden to us. Burden is something you are forced to do, but we are willingly doing it. We wants to do it. So how are you a burden?" Namjoon wiped the lone tear from Jimin's eyes.
"Yep. And you will never be burden to us. We want you stay here." Hoseok sat others side of him, rubbing his knees to comfort him.
Jimin took the phone from Jungkook, who were holding it, and typed in the question that was bothering him. "Why do you care about me?"
"Because we love you."
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Fanfiction"He spilled coffee on Yoongi hyung's shirt and didn't even apologise." Jungkook rolled his eyes. "He doesn't know how to thank someone for helping him." Hoseok said. "When Jin hyung and i went to his house, he didn't even talk to us." Namjoon agreed...
