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Jimin X Deaf!Reader

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Now, on with the story.

Jimin X Deaf!Reader

I wonder how they feel. I wonder what it is like to be able to listen to all of the sounds around you and not even realize how terrifying it is when all of them disappear one day. When I was seven I got into a car accident and the blow damaged my ear drums irreversibly. Even though I didn't play the piano or sing, losing the ability to hear the voices around is horrible. I also stopped speaking from that moment on. I still remember how to speak, how to properly form all of the words, but I can't hear any of it. Why should I even use my voice? So I just stay silent.

I wouldn't say I am ugly, I am simply average, but when guys come up to me and ask for my name, I silently write on my notepad that I am deaf and they very quickly go away.

Not all of them were like that. There was one that didn't care, or at least he made it seem that way. We started going out and it was going well. It was if I wasn't even deaf. He treated me like everyone else. But then it went down hill very quickly. He thought I would be easy prey and give everything up after a month or so. He thought that since I was deaf I didn't get much action and I was probably desperate. I have just as much dignity as any other girl, thank you very much! I slapped him across the face and stormed out of his house. I haven't spoken to him since then. He has tried to contact me, but I don't want to hear from him. His excuses are not something I want to have to hear. I am over him, but I am sad that I am once again all alone. My parents are in another city, I had to leave them to come and study in the university that I chose. It is pretty late right now and I am sitting here, looking at the stars. I was out with my friend and it got dark pretty fast.

Oh! A shooting star! I should make a wish. I wish for....someone to bring me happiness. I wish for someone to come into my life that will love me and make me happy to be me. It is a silly wish, but that really is all I want right now. It gets lonely coming back to a cold, dark, silent apartment every night.

Anyway, I should hurry up. I have a long day tomorrow. I have a lot of work to complete. At least I can do it at home.

But why do I have a bad feeling?

You turn around and your eye catches someone quickly dashing into an alleyway.

Am I being followed?

As you walk forward, you look a bit to the side and the streetlamps show a long shadow moving behind you. There indeed was someone there, but it could just be someone on the same road, right? But then why did they hide?

You pick up the pace until you are practically running. The shadow is still behind and quickly gaining on you.
Suddenly, someone roughly grabs your wrist and turns you around. You are met with an unknown man that is in his late twenties. His hair is a mess and he smells strongly of alcohol. He is smirking and he can tell his intentions aren't good. He turns around and begins to pull you in the opposite direction. You try to get away from him by trashing around and hitting him, but to no avail. You aren't the strongest person on the planet and he is pretty well built.

You decide that now is as good a time as any to try and use your voice and you let out an ear-piercing screech, or at least that's what you hope it was. From his reaction you can tell that it was very loud. You use this opportunity to try and get away, but you don't really get that far. This time he covers your mouth and drags you along with him, but then he suddenly stops and looks behind himself. You just close your eyes as tears rapidly fall down your cheeks. All of a sudden, the disgusting man's arms disappear from around you and are replaced with someone's warm embrace. From the strong intoxicating cologne you could tell it was a man. You hesitantly open your eyes and are met with the concerned face of your friend.

Park Jimin.

He goes to the same university as you do and you have hanged out a few times. He is very handsome, so you don't really talk to him much since he is constantly surrounded by girls, some of which are very jealous.

Your attacker was lying unconscious on the ground next to you and you looked back at Jimin to see if he had any injuries.

Once you are satisfied in seeing that he is alright, your eyes dart up to his lips to see if he is saying anything. He smiles at you, bringing you closer to him.

"I am fine, (Name). Honestly, I am more worried about you. I am glad I got here in time. I was visiting a friend in this neighborhood and happened to be passing by when I heard your scream. I am so glad that I got here in time. You really shouldn't be walking around alone so late at night. Come, I will take you home."

You weakly nod and cling to him as he leads you in the direction that you point him in.

Once you reach your front door, the two of you stand in silence, neither one of you knowing what to do. You know that you should say goodbye, he needs to go home, but you didn't want to be alone right now.

He turns to leave, but you step forward and lightly grab the back of his shirt.

"P-Please d-don't g-go, J-Jimin."

You don't know how your voice sounded, but you hope that your request was heard. He turns around with a shocked look on his face, but he calms down a bit and nods. The two of you enter your apartment and your energy suddenly leaves you. You slump against the wall of your hallway and the tears appear on your cheeks again. Jimin quickly moves forward and envelopes you in a warm hug, picking you up bridal style and carrying you into your living room. He carefully lowers you onto your couch. He moves to get up, but you grip at the fabric of his shirt pulling on it a bit. He moves you a bit and lays down next to you. You don't know where all of this courage came from, but you don't want to be alone, so his warmth is comforting. He shifts until you are lying on top of his chest. One of his hands strokes your head, while the other firmly holds your waist. You lift yourself up a bit to have a good look at his face and try to force the words out of your lips.

"W-Why a-are y-you so k-kind to m-me, J-Jimin?"

"(Name), I know you we don't get to talk too much, but I would be lying if I told you that I didn't have feelings for you. What kind of a guy would I be if I left the girl I cared about when she needed someone the most. W-What I am trying to say is, (Name), will you be mine?"

You blink a few times, not believing what you just saw. Did he really just say that? Maybe you read it wrong....

He sees the confusion and doubt in your eyes and decides to take a different approach. He takes a piece of paper that was on the coffee table and quickly writes 'Will you be mine?' and hands it over to you.
You blink a few times and look carefully at him. Could you trust him? He smiles his handsome, dazzling smile and takes your hand, kissing your knuckles. He has a hopeful look on his face and you smile in return. You quickly scribble down 'Yes' and hand him the paper. His smile becomes impossibly brighter and he brings you closer into his embrace. He peppers your face with kisses and nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.

Your wish came true. You hope that Jimin will be the one to bring eternal happiness into your life. To him, you aren't just a deaf girl, to him you are now his beautiful girlfriend.