{Finished} Let Me Know | Yandere Jimin x Reader (BOOK #2)

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"You're good to go Mrs.Park." A doctor walked inside. "Thank you very much." I smiled at him, my bandages were finally off, but my body still hurt. I was badly bruised, but all my cuts and other injuries were fine. I'd have to go back to the hospital to get a few stitches out.

Jungkook walked inside, taking the blanket off me and helping me onto the floor. I almost fell to the floor when my feet touched it. "Woah, go easy..." Jungkook grabbed under my armpits, helping me stand up without him touching an injured area. 

"Could we borrow a wheelchair? Crutches?" Jungkook smiled nervously at the doctor. "I'll go see." He smiled back, leaving the room. Jungkook put me back on the bed. "So, do you want to go out for that dinner tonight?" He smiled at me.

"As long as it doesn't bother you." I tried to smile, probably looked like a freak. "Of course not." He beamed. "Here you go, make sure to return it after she can walk again." The doctor walked back inside with a wheelchair.

Jungkook picked me up again, my eyes widened as he placed me gently into the comforting (not really) wheelchair. "Thank you so much, sir." Jungkook smiled at the doctor. "Your welcome, be careful Mrs.Park, you've been here a lot of times now." He looked at me with sympathy.

I blushed, realizing the truth of his statement.  I had been to this hospital multiple times, all of them being for me. 

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Aecha smiled at me, god she was beautiful. "The baby is just fine, almost a miracle that there was no damage to the baby or even the womb." She smiled, kissing my forehead. Ae-cha and I were the same age, but we were so close, seeing as though she was our doctor, and Taehyung's girlfriend, we treated each other like sisters.

"Are you sure you want to go out with Jungkook for dinner?" Ae-cha looked at me with worry, she could tell my body still ached from the torture I was put through. I nodded meekly, I hated feeling vulnerable, even though most of the times, I was.

"Okay, I'll help you get dressed, you don't have something to wear in mind, do you?" Ae-cha held my hand, gently stroking the top. I shook my head, looking at my bruised and scarred arms and legs. "Black tights, a dress with sleeves, maybe turtleneck, the weather doesn't matter." I mumbled to her, it was going to be warm outside, but I feel like people will think Jungkook is an abusive boyfriend if I'm with him and people are open to look at my skin.

She nodded, going to my closet. "Where are you guys going?" She said, I could feel the smirk she was hiding from me. "Some place fancy, and it's not a date." I said, trying to hold back my eye rolls.

"Su-ure." She giggled, opening the doors and going through all my clothes. "How about this?" She pulled out a dress. It was a cream coloured dress, the bottom ending right above my knee's. The knitted fabric had lines, the pattern soft and pretty.

The sleeves stopped 3/4 into my forearm, just enough to cover most of the wounds. It was a double folded turtleneck. "Sure, I think Jimin's mom gave it to me." I smiled. "I'll help you put it on." Ae-cha said, walking towards me and placing it on the bed. 

She went back to the closet and got a pair of opaque black tights, the ones I hardly wore. 

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She slipped the dress on, trying to make it as comfortable as possible for me. The fabric strethed perfectly, it wasn't too tight to be pressing on my wounds, yet, it wasn't to loose to be hanging. 

A knock was on the other side of the bedroom door, Jungkook. Ae-cha helped me back into the wheelchair, going to the door and cracking. She exchanged some words, closing the door again. "Let's try walking a tiny bit, just so you don't need to sit in a wheelchair while eating." Ae-cha smiled.

"You sure?" I bit my lip, wasn't I going to fall again? "Trust me, now grab my hands." She held her hands out, they looked warm and inviting. I reached out to take her hands, they firmly wrapped around mine, she was telling I was fine and safe.

She slowly pulled me up, pressure going to my feet as I took the first step on the carpet. "There you go." She encouraged me, gently putting her hands and arms under my forearms, supporting me. I put both my feet on the carpet, the pressure on the scratched pads of my feet felt sore, I groaned slightly.

"You're alright... I can get Jungkook to help you onto the chair when you get there." Ae-cha smiled, gently stepping back forward for me to sit. She let go of me once my butt hit the chair. She went to the door, opening it.

Jungkook looked nervous, as he played with his thumbs, repeatedly looking at his watch. "Okay Jungkook, you can take her now." Ae-cha smiled at him. He looked at me, his eyes widening as he blushed. He was wearing a navy tux.

I smiled, he was so cute sometimes when he was flustered. "You ready?" Jungkook smiled. I nodded, putting my hands on the wheels and slowly rolled forwards.

"Make sure to help her onto her chair." Ae-cha gave him a sly grin. He nodded, scratching the back of his neck as he took the two handles on the back of the chair.

"Bye Ae-cha." I smiled at her, she gave me two thumbs up. 'It's not a date!' I mouthed, looking at her in annoyance as she laughed.

'Su-re.' She mouthed back, winking. I showed her my hand with the ring. 'I'm married!' I mouthed back, sighing as I faced forwards again.

Jungkook laughed, making me look up. "What's so funny?" I furrowed my eyebrows, making him stop. "Nothing." He pursed his lips, I could tell he was trying to hold it in. "Alright." I sighed again, looking forward.

"So, where are we going?" I asked, smiling. "Well, first, we're going to the restaurant that just opened." He smiled. "Jungkook! That place is expensive! I saw the menu, it's like 50$ for a steak!" I looked up at him.

"Exactly." He mumbled under his breath. "And then, we'll go somewhere." He smiled. "When somewhere, comes from a boy, it's generally not a good thing." I laughed.

"Just trust me." He smiled.