Purpose

Eleven

To be completely honest I don't hate this feeling.

I can feel is warmth. His heart beat. Oddly I want to match my heart beat with his. My breath with his. I can't help but feel like..... to feel like I want to become one with him.

I know it sounds odd. But I can't break the thought.

"I don't know what to do mom. Why am I feeling like this." I say to myself.

How could one person change my whole mood.

Like my world has been turned up side down.

Not for the worse. But for the good.

"We are here." He taps my knees lightly as we reach the front of the convenient store.

"Are you sure I can be there?" I ask as I look over his shoulder, in to the store to see a young Lady working behind the counter.

"I wouldn't bring you here if I was sure." He chuckles as he opens the door.

"Ah~ look at that." The young lady giggles. "JungKook you shouldn't be working at this time."

"I'm not working. I will be in the back though." He answers back.

"Oh. Please make it quick." She finally notices me.

He walks to the back of the store and there a door. A bright red one to be exact.

"I will be back. I'm going to get bandaids and wipes. Okay?" He puts me down in a chair in the room.

I nod.

He exists. Leaving me in the dimly lit room.

"Where is all the beer?" I hear a familiar voice ask.

And my heart starts to pound against my chest as I think of all the possible people it could be.

The door flies open. And my eyes shut tightly. Hoping it's JungKook that is back.

"It's okay." A soft gentle voice speaks. Filling the small space. "JuMin? Are you okay." His hand rests in my knee.

And I slowly open my eyes to see JungKook kneeling before me. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be....... is it okay if I clean your wounds?"

"Nae."

He smiles up at me. And I swear my heart skipped a beat.