•TRUST•

7.

SOONYEON'S/ YOUR POV
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I parked the car in my driveway and went to grab my bag then noticed Jungkook left his bag in my car. I'll give it to him tomorrow. Since I didn't have homework, I left my bag in the car along with Kookie's. I unbuckled my seat belt and stepped out. The door was unlocked so I just walked in.

I heard loud laughs and small talks all over the place. I saw MiNa and Hoseok stand up from the couch and head upstairs. Oooohhh. My brother is definitely gonna lose his v card tonight.

I walked into the kitchen and saw JeongJa, Mom, SeJun, and an unfamiliar, attractive man who looked to be in his 20s, all laughing while conversing.

"Hey, honey. Meet Leo, a friend from work," mom said while wrapping her arms around the attractive man. Oh? He held out his hand for me to shake. I gladly took it.

"Hello, I'm Leo, nice to meet you, SoonYeon, right?" He asked in a deep voice, smiling a big smile.

"Yes, that's right. Hi." I said before walking to the fridge and grabbing a water bottle.

"Honey, want some cheesecake?" I looked over to mom who held out a slice of chocolate cheesecake on a plate. You don't deserve.

"No, thank you. I ate already," I declined.

"Okay then, give it to Jimin, would you?" She asked me handing me the plate. I took it.

"Jimin? Um, sure. Where is he?" I asked. I didn't see him when I walked in.

"He should be in the living room," mom responded before turning back to the conversation.

I walked back into the living room and spotted Jimin laying down across the couch while watching The Conjuring 2 on the tv. I smiled and walked up next to him. Placing the cake on the coffee table.

"Hey, Jimin," I greeted, causing him to turn his head to me.

"Hey," he said in a weak voice and smiled. He doesn't sound right.

"Are you alright?" I asked him worriedly.

"Yes, I'm fine," he replied while turning back to the tv. I walked up towards him and felt his forehead with the back of my hand. He was hot. Like yeah he was hot, but this time he was hot, burning hot, hot.

"Jimin, you're burning up with fever," I said to him. He moved my hand away,

"No, I'm fine."

"But baby, you're not." I protested. His eyes widened at the pet name. I ignored what I said and continued, "C'mon get up." I said grabbing his arms and pulling him up.

"Wait, no. I don't wanna go," he whined like a 5 year old.

"Don't wanna go where?"

"Anywhere. I wanna stay here, with you," he looked at me with sad puppy eyes.

"No, it's okay, I'm just going to take you upstairs to my room so you can lay down better." I told him as I dragged him up the stairs. I kicked my door open and gently pushed Jimin inside before closing it.

"Lay down," I pointed to my bed. He obeyed and let himself fall with a sigh. I crouched down next to him coming face to face.