Healing Hearts

Part 4

Y/n: (roaming around, accidentally bumps into a shelf, causing a photo frame to fall and the glass to break) Oh no!

Jimin: (rushes over) Are you okay? (sees the picture and his expression changes to anger) You!! Are you blind or what?! Huh?! This was the last photo of my parents.

Y/n: (feeling guilty) I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to...

Jimin: (starts picking up the glass with his bare hands, gets a cut) Aaahh!!

Y/n: (pulls him back) Let me clear it. I made the mess.

Jimin: (still angry, but lets her clean up)

Y/n: (picks up the photo, softly) Jimin, you look a lot like your mother. (whispering) A true masterpiece.

Jimin: (annoyed, holding his hand) What did you whisper just now?

Y/n: (hesitantly) Nothing, just... don't do it, you'll make it worse. Let me help you. (kneels down, takes the glass piece out of his hand, searches for the first aid box, and bandages his wound) There, all done.

Jimin: (softens a bit) Thank you.

Y/n: (gently kisses his wound) Now it will get better soon.

Jimin: (surprised) Why did you do that?

Y/n: (stumbling over words) I... my mother always did it when I got hurt. But I really forgot it was you. I'm so–

Jimin: (cutting her off) My mother did it too. Thank you.

Y/n: (reassuringly) Oh, okay. Nice... I mean, you're welcome. I mean, you let me stay here and I helped you and... all that... and... sorry, I'm out of words.

Jimin: (chuckles) You are cute.

Y/n: (smiles) You should smile more often. You look so good with that beautiful smile.

Jimin: (smiling) I can't see the world when I smile, my eyes get closed.

Y/n: (whispering) And I see the world when you smile.

Jimin: (confused) What?

Y/n: (quickly) Oh, nothing. I said your smile is beautiful.

Jimin: (softly) Thanks... you're the first person after my mom who said my smile is good.

Y/n: (curious) You must have some lovely memories with your mom. Do you have a favorite one?

Jimin: (pauses, then smiles softly) Yeah, I do. When I was little, my mom used to take me to this small park near our house. There was this huge tree with a swing. She would push me on that swing for hours, and we'd laugh so much. She always said that my laughter was her favorite sound.

Y/n: (listening intently) That sounds so beautiful. I can almost picture it.

Jimin: (lost in thought) Those were simpler times. She always made me feel so loved and safe. I miss those days.

Y/n: (gently) I'm sure she's really proud of the person you've become.

Jimin: (smiling) Thanks, Y/n. Talking about her with you... it feels nice.

Y/n: (smiling back) I'm glad. It's important to remember the good times.

Y/n: (noticing the rain has stopped) It stopped raining, so I must leave now. Thanks a lot for letting me stay overnight.