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Chapter 17, Jimin and Yoongi

Chapter 17
Jimin and Yoongi

Jimin

A soft rustling sound stirred me from my sleep. Blinking my eyes open, the first thing I saw was Yoongi-hyung, sitting on a stool with his upper body resting on the hospital bed. His face was so close that I could see every delicate feature—his lips slightly parted, his breath slow and steady, his expression so peaceful, so kitten-like.

I couldn’t help but smile.

How can someone look this soft while sleeping?

Without thinking, I reached out, my fingers brushing a few strands of hair away from his forehead. His hair was soft beneath my fingertips, and before I knew it, I was gently stroking his head, my fingers moving through his locks as warmth spread through my chest.

Why does this feel… familiar?

As I ran my fingers through his hair, a whirlwind of thoughts rushed through my mind, one after another.

Why do I feel like I've known you forever, Hyung? Why does it feel like there's some invisible thread tying us together? Like you’re a piece of me, a part of my life I didn’t even know was missing?

My fingers stilled for a moment before I continued stroking his hair.

Why does your smile make me smile? Why does just being near you make me feel warm inside? Why do I blush whenever you glance my way?

I swallowed hard, my heart suddenly pounding.

I only met you one day ago, Hyung. Then why? Why does it feel like we belong to each other? Why does my heartbeat race whenever you're close to me?

Even though I couldn’t remember him, I felt this undeniable pull toward him, like something deep inside me already knew him—already had him.

Suddenly, I felt him stir beneath my touch.

My eyes widened in panic. Without thinking, I quickly lay back down, pulling the blanket up to cover myself. My heart raced in my chest, and I tried to steady my breathing, pretending to be asleep.

A few moments passed.

I felt the blanket shift slightly.

Then, warm fingers brushed through my hair.

“You’re so cute… why are you so adorable, Chimmy?”

His voice was so soft, so warm, that my heart clenched. His touch lingered, his fingers moving gently, as if memorizing the feel of me.

“You’re so sweet… too good for someone like me.”

His voice cracked slightly. I felt something wet land on my skin—a tear?

“I don’t deserve you, Jimin. I don’t deserve your love… I’m a monster. Please, forgive me, Chimmy…”

My breath hitched.

Forgive him?

For what?

A heavy silence filled the air before I heard him whisper, voice barely audible—

“Maybe one day, you’ll forgive me…”

I felt his breath ghost against my skin, and then—

“I love you, my baby.”

My heart stopped.

I stayed frozen, my mind replaying his words over and over.

Did he just…?