'We are not insane, not like the others...'
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A sudden turn of events puts Y/n's life in danger. When the world turns on you, who do you turn to?
The last person she wanted to go to was the boy that abused her, Hoseok, but he's the one to bring her...
The other boys are still trying to keep Hoseok away. Hoseok was calmer but his breathing was still heavy. They couldn't let him go yet, he was still in a dangerous mood.
I looked at Jimin and sigh as I think of what to do. I placed my hands over Jimin's chest and push down thirty times. I hesitantly lean in to Jimin. It was awkward with people watching, but I had to save him. I held his nose and opened his mouth. I place my lips on his and blow.
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"GET HER OFF JIMIN!" Hoseok yelled turning angry again as he tried to move. After blowing twice I moved back down to his chest and pushed.
"Come on, Jimin. Wake up!" I called as I pushed harder.
I hear the others crying behind me, all expect Hoseok. I moved back up to his lips and blew again. Hoseok was turning red with anger.
I pull away to look at the lifeless face, then blew again. I pulled back when blood spluttered from his mouth. His eyes fluttered open and he looked at me weakly, his face was so pale. I lifted his head and held him close to my chest.
"Jimin, you're alive!" I cried with tears finally making their way down my cheeks.
He remained silent and just breathed into my neck. I pulled away and helped him to stand, by pulling his arm around my shoulder and my arm around his waist. He weakly began to walkout with his head hanging low.
I looked back at the others and notice Hoseok still giving Jimin an evil glare, I shot one back before turning my attention back to Jimin.
I dragged him into the nurses office and lied him on the bed. Using a wipe, I cleaned the blood from his face before getting him a glass of water, along with another cup to spit the blood into.
"Here, gurgle some water and spit it in here." I ordered giving him the glasses, watching as he did so. I took away the water and stopped as I looked at his shirt.
"um... You need to take off your shirt." I said trying not to sound creepy at all. Jimin formed a weak smirk.
"Why?" He asked in a croaky voice.
I rolled my eyes and helped myself in taking off his shirt. He layed silently watching as I treated his chest. Wiping away the blood that'd seeped through. He hissed as the stinging liquid sunk into his flesh.
I sighed with relief and placed my hands on the bed as I looked over my work. Jimin reached out and brought his hand over to mine, where he held it. I looked up at him with wide eyes.
"Thank you, Y/n." He croaked.
We continued to stare into each other's eyes until I quickly tore my eyes away.
"It's nothing, I couldn't just let you die." I said with a small smile. Jimin forced the best smile he could before the boys entered the room.
The atmosphere quickly changing. Hoseok walked straight past us and to the seat on the other side of the room. He just sat and stared at the walls. The rest crowded around Jimin.
"Jimin, are you okay?!" Tae asked with wide eyes.
"How do you feel?" Jungkook asked placing a hand over his head.
"Can you talk? Can you walk?" Jin asked.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Jimin answered looking a little stressed from all the questions.
I leave the boys to talk to Jimin, walking over to the side where Hoseok sat. I silently sat beside him, not wanting to be noticed. But he did. He looked me up and down before crossing his arms. I could feel him staring and it got annoying so I turn to him.
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"What?" I asked coldly.
"What? Is that all you have to say?!" He snarled which confused me even more.
"What else do I have to say to you? You almost killed Jimin!" I snapped crossing my legs and facing away from him.
I noticed him staring at my thighs through the corner of my eye. He leant forward and grabbed my thigh.
"They did your thighs too?!" He gasped.
I whacked his hand as I recall the last time someone touched them. Jungkook had helped bandage them. I cringed just thinking about it.
"No one should touch you there without my permission!" He growled. I pulled a disgusted face and pulled my skirt down so it covered the bandage.
"It should be more like without MY permission!" I snarled referring to the day he cut them up.
A few seconds of silence and he speaks up again.
"It's sexy..." He admitted.
"What is?" I asked eyeing him.
"Your thighs." He answered with a smirk. I scoffed and turned away.
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"I just wanna slap them" He teased leaning closer. I felt his hand on my knee, slowly moving up but I slapped his hand again.
"Ah, you very no fun!" He groaned with a pout. I just ignored his comment and looked across at Jimin.
"Do you like Jimin?" Hoseok asked slightly frustrated. I turned back to him.
"As a friend, yes." I replied before looking back at Jimin.
"Then what do you think of me?" He asked using his index finger to move my head to face him.
A/N Ooo, likes your thighs, eh? Well... he's a bit of a perv, isn't he 😂 But please remember to Vote, Comment and Share 🖤
