Care for me(Namjin×yoonmin)

Jimin's Distance

Yoongi pov

I stare out my front door window as I wait for Jimin to return. I know...lame, but I can't help it. When it involves Jimin I go all in and making sure he gets home safe is apart of it. I crack my knuckles as I shift on my stool and stare at my Jiminless driveway. "Honey, it's time to take your medication." My mother informs while placing a hand on my shoulder.

I nod my head absentmindedly and get off my stool. My mother walks towards the kitchen and as soon as I turn to leave the doorbell rings and my heart jumps in my chest. I feel my body become numb as my feet buckle, but I manage to hold myself up and open the front door. Jimin is standing in front of me with a small smile gracing his lips and I try my hardest not to fall in front of him.

"You're back." He nods his head and steps inside. "How did it go?"

Jimin awkwardly rubs the palm of his hands on his jeans and says, "He's innocent and I guess we're okay..." He busies himself by taking his shoes off and tries to completely ignore my presence.

"Jimin...talk to me." He continues to stay silent and I feel my chest seize up and I drop to my knees making Jimin move towards me.

"Yoongi, are you okay?" I bow my head and curse under my breath. I hate this. I can never conceal my emotions because my symptoms keep pointing them out.

"Sorry, I just got a little worked up." Jimin backs away from me and sighs.

"Am I affecting your health too?" I frown at his words and place my hand on top of his.

"No...It's not something you can control." I stand up and Jimin looks at me anxiously. "I feel like playing the piano suddenly." I say to myself, but Jimin hears it.

"Then why don't you?" I scratch my head.

"Good question. Would you like to come with me..." I hold out my hand and Jimin raises an eyebrow quizzically before placing his hand in mine. "To the music store. They always have pianos set out to let people test it."

Jimin shrugs. "I don't know...I don't feel up to doing anything..." I frown at his words and want to make him smile even more.

"Please...I want you there with me." I whisper shyly as I let my bangs hang over my eyes. I see Jimin's feet shift as he contemplates what to do.

"I think I might just go to bed..." A shock goes through my body, but I will myself not to give out.

"Oh."

"What are you two talking about?" My mother asks as she walks in and hands me 2 tablets with a glass of water.

I stare at the glass before swallowing the pills dry all at once. I hand my mother the glass back and she eyes me for a second but dismisses my behavior. "I asked Jimin if he wanted to go to the piano store with me, but he-"

"Oh that's a great idea! I'll go get my car keys and drop you two off!" I open my mouth to reject the offer but my mother is already halfway down the hallway.

"Sorry..." Jimin just rubs his arm awkwardly as we wait and soon enough my mother comes sprinting back with her car keys.

***
The car ride to the piano store is filled with silence except for my mother who feels the need to fill in the long gaps with some random topic. Once she pulls up to the outer banks of the strip, she parks the car and turns to look at Jimin and I.

"Here's 20 dollars each. Go crazy you two. I know how being with me can be a drag, right? You probably can't wait to leave my presence and have fun."

I laugh weakly and take the money from her. "Yeah, I'll see you...later." I try not to look at Jimin as we leave the car. I'm still trying to figure him out. Is he being distant because of my confession or everything that's happened? Or worse; both.

Maybe, I should have tried harder to have my mother leave us alone. I feel my heart rate increase from my anxiety building up and have to take a few breathes to calm myself down.

It's a good thing I took my medication. I wait for Jimin to get out the car and for my mother to drive off. Once she's out of sight, I start to walk in the direction of the piano store.

Jimin follows behind me slowly and I notice the gap between us widening so I slow down to meet him. "You're going to mess up the flow of traffic at this snail pace." I say as I notice people saying annoyed remarks because they have to walk around us.

"...sorry, I'm just-" Jimin stops walking and someone bumps into him and curses. Jimin stumbles forward and starts to walk again. "Lets just go to the piano place."

I want to hold him in my arms but I refrain from doing so out of respect for his space. We walk in silence until I reach the spot and enter. My eyes immediately shine as I take in all the different types of pianos from keyboards to grand pianos.

I trace my hand over the ones set up for display and test the keys of the Grand piano. A sales clerk comes over to me and smiles with an overly friendly expression. "Welcome, do you see anything you like?"

"May I test it out?" I ask while pointing to the piano in front of me.

"Yes, you may." She pulls the chair out for me to sit and opens the top and exposes the keys. "Have a seat." I do exactly that and get familiar with the keys before I start to play Paradise by coldplay from memory.

The notes come to me easily as my hand gracefully hits the keys. I feel myself getting lost in the melody as my lip twitches with joy. As my excitement picks up I feel my eyes begin to get heavy and I force them to stay open for a few more seconds to soak in the remaining notes left to play.

I barely hit the final key as my head dips forward and I black out...

Darkness hovers over my body for an instant before I'm pushed back into the light. My eyes open slowly and I look around the room and see Jimin standing next to my seat waiting for me to come too. When he sees that I'm awake he steps back timidly.

I feel my stomach drop, but I shake it off as I move away from the piano. The sales clerk rushes over to me from the front counter when she sees me headed to the door at a fast pace and tries to win my favor back.

"Was something wrong with it? I could show you another one if you like." I stop right as I open the door and she eyes me with panicky eyes as she's about to lose a customer. I wasn't going to buy it anyways...

"No, the piano was fine." I answer before leaving the shop with Jimin following behind me. I don't know what's gotten into me, but I grab Jimin's hand tightly and lead him into a back alley away from all the commotion of the crowded outlet.

"You know I can't ignore you when you're like this. Even if you rejected me...I still care for you so Jimin please tell me what's running through your head." I stare at him with so much torture written on my face as I wait for his answer. Jimin pulls his bang behind his ear and turns his head.

"...I have all these emotions and thoughts running through my head." He mumbles and I frown.

"Tell me how I can help you. I want to be able to help you work out your feelings." I breathe and Jimin looks at me with watery eyes.

"Just..." He takes a small tentative step towards me and wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer. "Stay like this for a while."

I relax and return the warm embrace. "Jimin, no matter how alone you feel...know that I'm always here and you can hug me when ever you want." I feel my face burn up from the offer I just gave to give him free hugs.

He hums in response and holds me tighter. "If we met under better circumstances...maybe, we could have-"

"Shhh." I pull away and smile at how his cheeks have puffed up and turned red from the cold. "The circumstances don't matter to me. I like you either way. I'll just wait for you."

Jimin nods his head slightly before embracing me again.

"You're so warm."

A/N I'm back! Ugh, when I tell you I had major writers block I am not joking. It was a struggle. I was definitely stuck in a rut for a moment, but I think I'm good again. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and didn't think it was crap. Haha! Until next time my Burritos, deuces!!!