Chapter 5 (Jimin)

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"For the person to protect me for possibly my entire life, I have chosen...Jimin"

"Of course she picked me! Told ya so Hoseok!" Jimin started jumping on his bed.

"Aish, you're going to break it if you keep jumping!" Jin looked at him with concern.

"Why'd you pick him? He might not be able to protect you if someone attacks you!" Jungkook looked so sad, but I had made up my mind.

"Kookie, don't get upset. I'm just someone who caught her eye." Jimin gave a small pat on the back to the maknae. The others complained too except Jin.

"She can choose who she wants." Jin's voice cut through the arguments. "It was her decision on who to pick." Jin gave a small smile to me but there was some sadness there too.

"Y/N! I will protect you with all my might! And I swear that those guys won't take you!" He then sat down behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. "I will protect you." He whispered into my ear. Everyone continued their own conversations. I was talking to Jin about cooking in Korea and Jimin came up to me. "Y/N, how would you like to take a tour of Seoul tomorrow?"

"That sounds like fun!" Jimin smiled and went back to talking to Namjoon about tomorrow. A few minutes later he came back over. "Have you ever had ddeokbokki?" I shook my head and he went back to talking to Namjoon. He came back after some discussion. "Have you ever been to the North Seoul Tower?" I shook my head again. I started to talk to Hoseok about unknown but delicious noodles. Jimin came back for the last time to ask me a question. "Have you ever actually been to South Korea besides this time?" I shook my head again. "That must be why! Alright, that's my last question."

"It's 12 o'clock and we should get up early to get to downtown Seoul at a good time. So go to your rooms and get some sleep." Jin helped Namjoon up and walked to his room. I noticed Yoongi wasn't around. I'm assuming he already went to bed. Jimin walked over to his desk in the room and took out a little, blue memo book. He grabbed a pen from a basket and started writing in it. Probably lyrics or ideas for their next album.

I got ready for bed and went to the bathroom. Jimin was walking out of the bathroom and noticed me walking up. He didn't say anything, but he smiled and shook my shoulder. I watched him walk back to his room then walked into the bathroom to clean up. For some reason, I got into deep thought about Jimin. Is he the right choice? It felt right, an unexplained feeling. After finishing up I went back to my room. As I was walking in I spotted Jimin standing at my desk.

"Jimin, what's up? You need something?" Jimin shook his head and scurried out and down the hall. As he went by I noticed that he was blushing red. I looked at my desk where he was standing at when I walked in. Maybe he just went in and didn't have enough time to leave. My desk is on the other side, so it is understandable. On the desk was a little blue memo book like the one he was writing in earlier. I was going to open it but there was a knock on the door. "Yes? Come in!"

Jimin walked into my room looking very embarrassed. "Um, I'm sorry that I came into your room without permission. I just wanted to give you that so you can write down your experiences with us. I didn't know what to do, so I thought I would just leave it in here." He looked down and backed away towards the door.

"Oh, thanks Jimin!" I knew he was getting uncomfortable but I ran across my room and hugged him. "I believe that you will protect me." I let go and closed the door as Jimin walked away stunned. I walked back and put the memo book on my desk and went to bed.

I shot up sitting straight. It was just a dream, it was just a dream, it was just a dream. What a crazy dream. In the dream the boys got caught by the bad guys. I had a knife and tried to throw it at the one that was holding Jimin. My knife throwing skills were horrid and I accidentally hit Jimin in the head and killed him. When I recalled the memory I started to cry. Jimin came into my room and turned the light on in my room.

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