Dancing On My Own -DISCONTINUED-

16

-Jimin Pov-

"What the hell are you doing?" Oh shit....

"I-ah, I-holy abs- I mean... Mum called us, she already finished cooking...." I lied, I stand up properly and rub the back of neck coughing awkwardly at the situation. At first he looks at me with suspicion. The next thing I know he smirks and leans closer.

"Did you by any chance want to... join me?" My eyes went wide and I push him well away from me, my face turning a crimson red.

"Yah! What makes you think that!?" I cross my arms and act all tough but really I'm just hiding the fact that I wouldn't mind to join him.... Ugh! no bad Jimin!

"Whatever you say.... Just remember to try and not fall in love with me, this is strictly business" for some reason that made my heart throb in pain for a second. Even though he had humour behind it, I had mixed feelings, sad, confused, embarrassed... Hurt.

"Jimin, Jungkook! I made you guys food!" I snap out of my thoughts and look at Jungkook for the last time who was still busy putting his clothes on.

"We'll be right out" I respond. I fix myself up a bit and then both of us head down stairs towards the dining room, where my mum has already prepared a few things. As we started to get what we want and eat, I actually didn't feel hungry anymore. I just kept looking down at my food and poked at it with a fork, I started to feel weak, I notice a pair of eyes looking at me so I look up and see Jungkook worried? Concerned? He taps his spoon on his plate indicating me to eat but I simply reject...

"So boys how was school... Do anything interesting?" My mum engages a conversation.

"Not much has happened Mrs.Park" Jungkook gives her a genuine smile and then eats a spoonful of rice.

"Jimin you haven't eaten your food yet? Is there anything wrong?" My mother reaches for my hand and I can tell she's getting worried. I was about to say something but then my heart started to rile up again.

"Jimin you okay?" My dad is now involved and goes to my side. I try to control myself and clench both my fist taking deep breaths in and out, trying not to make everyone panic.

"I-I'm fine... Just a little tired that's all...I'll be leaving first, thanks for the food" I stood up straight away and walk back up stairs, before I could even exit the dining room everything went pitch black.

"Jimin!" Jungkooks voice was the last thing I heard...

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When I open my eyes again, I find myself in my own bedroom... Not only that, I had a gas mask on and both of my parent sleeping on my couch and Jungkook right next to me, laying his head on my lap as he sits down on the wheely-chair. I raise my hand slowly and pull it out of the covers as it hovers over his head, I debate wether or not I should or shouldn't touch his hair...

I check for any signs of him being awake and there were none, so I slowly lay my hand on the his head and brush them through the his hair, it was so soft and fluffy... He looked like a cute little bunny with his bed hair...

I check the time and it was 6:30 am. I sigh and sink further down onto my pillow, absorbing all the warmth. The next thing I know I feel Jungkook toss and turn a little bit and it caused me to quickly retract my hand away from his hair....

"Mm mm, don't stop... It felt nice" he says in a sleepy tone, which I found even more adorable. I smile and do the same action again. I hear him exhale and snuggle into my lap. I take  the gas mask off my face....