"I was always top in studies; I'm still top in every fvcking thing,"
"I bet not in bed, professor,"
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- #EnemiesToLovers
- #HateToLove
- #SlowBurn
- #ProfessorXStudent
- #TopYoongi
- #BottomJimin
- #SideShip: Namjin
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- Future smut 🔞
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Who is reading "BOUNDED BY HATE" that's going to be wild.
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YOONGI'S POV
We finally came into our room after a fvcking messy and tiring day. I felt exhausted from head to toe, but when I looked at him... my heart felt heavier.
Jimin looked even worse. His whole body looked red, irritated, and tired. His skin had really suffered because of the fire air. I could see how much it affected him. He wasn't saying anything, trying to act normal in front of me, but I knew... it must be hurting a lot. Even my hand was hurting badly, but still, it was just one wound. But he... his whole body was hurting.
"Jimin... feeling well?" I asked softly, my voice low, trying not to make him worried. He just nodded without replying, his eyes looking dull and heavy with tiredness. He didn't even change his clothes. He just threw himself on the bed like his body gave up. I sighed deeply seeing him like that. My chest was feeling so heavy.
First, I quickly changed my own clothes, moving slowly and carefully because of my injured hand. Doctor had told me not to apply anything on my wound for now. But doctor told me clearly to apply the cream on Jimin's skin where the redness was worse. I remembered that and sat near the bed.
"Don't sleep first. Let me apply the cream," I said in a serious tone. He opened his tired eyes and looked at me.
"Which cream?" he asked in a small voice, his voice so soft like he had no energy left.
I sat beside him properly. "The one doctor suggested. I know it must be burning a lot. I can see the uneasiness on your face. This cream is cold... it will reduce the burning feeling," I said slowly, trying to convince him. He nodded weakly and sat up on the bed.
"Give me... I'll apply myself," he said, his voice sounding even more tired.
"Nope. You just sit. I'll apply," I said stubbornly.
"But... your hand," he said noticing my injured hand properly now.
"Shuu!!" I shushed him quickly. He shook his head with a tiny smile, knowing he can't win against me when I decide something.
I moved closer and carefully opened the buttons of his shirt, removing it slowly from his body. He immediately turned his head to the other side, not looking at me, which made me smile a little. Means he was flustered. Even in pain... he was getting shy. The duality. Sometimes he try to dominate me.
I took the cream tube, squeezed a little on my fingers, and started applying gently on his neck first, where I could see the angry red marks.
"It's cold," he said, a little surprised at the cold touch.
