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Macey Pov
It's the next day and after texting Namjoon no stop and getting no replied I decide to drive over to the house to see him and make amends. When I get there it takes awhile for someone to get the door.
"Macey! Hey! Wasn't expecting you" Jin greets me.
"Is Namjoon in?" I ask.
"No sorry, you can wait here until he gets back if you like? He'll only be a couple of hours" Jin says.
"Is anyone else here?" I ask.
"I'm just going out now to my singing class, but no one else is here apart from Jimin. He's sleeping so you don't need to worry okay?" He says reassuringly.
I nod and with that Jin leaves.
I make my way into the lounge and sit on my phone checking all my social media when Jimin walks into the room.
His jaw is bruised and his lips is cut, his hair messy and his eyes tired with purple bags.
On instinct I rush over to him.
"Are you okay? Jimin what the hell happened?" I ask showing him to the couch.
"Namjoon is what happened" he says groggily.
"Wait, what?" I ask confused.
"After you left he came in and did this to me" he says, tears forming in his eyes. Jimin's actions make my heart break, I don't understand why Namjoon would do this to his friend even if said friend had feelings for me.
"To be fair you shouldn't have brought her here" I whisper.
"I know, I wish I never did it, he even pushed Tae over" Jimin starts to cry, leaning his face away from me exposing bruising around his collarbone. I lean over and pull it down my face filling with shock. His skin muddled with bruising and contusions across his upper torso. I put my hand over my mouth, covering the shocked expression on my face.
"You really shouldn't be here Macey, if he comes home and sees you here with me-" he says shakily through his tears.
"Jimin.. It's okay don't worry" I say to him as he leans his head into my shoulder. I pat his hair in soft motions as he sobs.
"Why did you bring her here?" I ask him.
"I can't tell you" he says.
"Why not?"
"You'll hate me"
"Look Jimin come on just tell me" I say slightly raising my voice. It grabs his attention and he raises his head up so his eyes meet mine.
"I did it on purpose.." he begins to say, guilt washing over his bruised and tired face.
"I'm sorry.." he sobs again as he collapses into my arms. It breaks my heart seeing him this way, before he tried kissing, we were quite good friends. I rock Jimin as he let's out his emotions, wet patches of tears forming on my top. He pulls away and rubs at them.
"Sorry" he sniffs as he tries wiping his tears away.
"No I'm sorry Jimin" I say, my eyes looking at the floor. He moves my chin upwards so that I'm facing him again.
"You don't need to be sorry. It's not your fault" he whispered, moving closer to me on the couch.
"I'll talk to him about it. I'll make him apoli-"
"It's not worth it. Don't get involved, you'll just get hurt" Jimin tells me.
"I'm hurt right now" I whisper, fighting the tears at the backs of my eyes, threatening to break through. Jimin notices and cups my face in his hands. He gently brushes my jaw, pulling my face in towards his. He looks down to my lips, plumping his as he makes contact with my own.
