Colorless Beauty

12: Beautiful

"It looks like you didn't learn your lesson." He threatened Jimin.

I felt as if I couldn't move. Was it because I was shocked, or was it because Jungkook was holding onto my hand too tight? I didn't know at the moment, because I was too focused on what the heck my heart was doing.

It was only for a few seconds that I felt something. Something I haven't felt since Seokjin was here. But I also couldn't tell if it was real. And I hoped it wasn't.

I snapped out of it and looked over at a furious Jimin.

"Didn't I just tell you about 10 minutes ago? This girl isn't supposed to have anyone. I'm the only one who can mess with her." An evil smile formed on Jungkook's face as he toyed with Jimin by using me.

"No." Jimin began. "First of all, she has a name. Second of all, you are mistaken. She is a human, not a dog. Also, I'm not going to sit still the next time you do something to her."

I felt Jungkook's grip on my hand tighten, and it didn't feel nice.

"Oh?" Jungkook questioned. "Id'e like to see what you could possibly do to me."

With that, Jungkook suddenly released my hand, and pushed me, almost making me fall, but Jimin was already next to me, holding onto the sides of my arms, allowing me to keep my balance. I looked up to find Jungkook, but he was already gone.

"Are you okay?" Jimin looked worried.

I was so grateful to have someone like him by my side. To finally even have someone in this horrible place. To finally have someone I knew I could trust.

We both looked at each other with worried expressions while his hands still gripped my arms.

I nodded at him when I finally realized that he had asked me a question. A relieving smile formed on his face as he pulled me into a hug.

"Don't worry, (Y/N). You have me now. I won't let you get hurt anymore." He said, stroking my hair. I was so lucky to have someone like him. But how could I let him protect me? What if he gets hurt?

I couldn't say anything back to him. I wasn't even sure of what to say.

"Jimin."

He didn't stop hugging me completely. He just pulled away to the point where he could meet my eyes with his arms still holding onto me.

"Yes?" He said, allowing me to talk.

"Where do we go now?"

He looked as if he was thinking really hard, but also looked as if he had zoned out. After a few seconds, he looked at me again and gave a cheeky smile.

"Let's go to my house."

'How can I go to his house?? Wait......I totally forgot I have an Aunt and an Uncle. Should we just go to their house? Oh but then they might see some of my bruises and start worrying. Oh my gosh what do I do?'

Jimin hung his head a bit, waiting for my answer.

"Okay. But ONLY as long as we DON'T share a room." I snapped, making him laugh.

"Alright. Alright."

He then took me by the hand, and led me away.

. . . . .

Jimin led me into a big house. I already knew his parents were rich, but this house was even bigger than the one they lived in 5 years ago. It was nicer as well.

"My parents are on a business trip in Switzerland, and my younger brother is at our grandma's house, so we get the house all to ourselves."

My eyes widened as I shot my head in his direction.

"You have a brother!?" I questioned as I just stared at him with a shocked expression, waiting for his answer.

"Yep! He was born......about...a year after you left." He said, giving me he cute eye smile.

I was so happy to hear that. At least he wasn't too lonely without me. As I looked at his face, that was when it hit me.

"Oh yeah! Where is the first-Aid kit?" I asked him.

"Oh! It's right here." He walked right past me into the kitchen, and pulled it out of one of the cabinets. I was still amazed at how beautiful the house was.

I picked up a rag from one of the drawers, and wet it with warm water, and then ran over to Jimin.

The two of us sat face-to-face on two of the bar stools, as I pulled out the medicines, and bandages that were needed.

I carefully wiped some of the dry blood that was still on his face. I then dabbed some Neosporin on the wound, making him flinch a bit.

"Don't worry, it will only hurt for a second."

He looked more relaxed after I had said that, and it made me chuckle.

'How cute.'

After I had placed the Band-Aid onto his cut, I put everything back into the First-Aid kit, and looked back at Jimin. He looked like a kid with the giant Sponge-Bob Band-Aid on his right cheek.

"So. Where's my room?" I asked excitedly.

He grinned, and ran out of the kitchen, and I immediately began running right after him.

I chased him all the way up the spacious stairs, and into a room, which I was presuming was the room I was going to be sleeping in.

"Welp. Thank you for today, (Y/N)." I was a bit shocked as he placed his lips on my forehead.

"Goodnight." He told me, walking right out of the room. I was still frozen.

'He really has gotten handsome.' I thought to myself as I snapped out of it, and walked over the bed, and finally went to sleep.

. . . . .

The next morning, I had to get up extra early so that I could quickly get to the school dorms to change and get ready. I was still in my pajamas. I did make sure to leave a note for Jimin before I left.

When I actually got to the school, I was surprised at the fact that the gate was open so early, but I was also glad that I didn't have to wait out there in the cold. I swiftly walked to the dorms, and of course, into mine.

I took about an hour and a half to get ready, but I was still early. I just decided to go to school and hang out in the library until the classes began.

The walk was short, considering the school was right next to the dorms. I walked peacefully to the most relaxing place in the building.

When I was facing the doors to the room, I smiled as I pulled one of them open, walking in instantly. For some reason, the library always made me feel better. I always got a relieving feeling whenever I walked into the place.

I froze in my place when I noticed someone was already there. I couldn't see the person's face very well, because he was laying it down on his arm.

I finally got the courage to get closer. Step by step, I got closer and closer, until I was literally sitting in the seat next to him. I could see his face now. I carefully scanned every feature, almost memorizing them perfectly.

I have never seen him like this before. He looked so different and peaceful. Since when did he look so.....beautiful?

I wanted to touch him. I moved my hand up towards his face, almost touching his left cheek.

'Wait.....why do I feel this way?'