Different | k.sj

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"So why is Jin so hostile?"

I looked over at Jimin, he was resting his head on my shoulder and his back against the front of the couch. Jimin and I were the only two awake. Our butts were sitting on the floor in front of the couch, while Hoseok and Jin slept on it.

"About boys being over?"

"Yes."

"I had an incident earlier, is all."

"Incident?" Jimin lifted his head, looking at me with concern.

"My mom. I don't wanna get into it, but I had an injury as well." I smiled at him.

The TV had blue rays of light on his skin, making him look like a movie character. Jimin sighed then paused in the middle of his sigh, sitting up and lifting my arm in front of him, studying my bandages.

"I thought this was some sort of trendy style-- Are you okay?" Jimin asked, caressing my arm.

"Yes. It's just a little cut." I spread the corner of my lip outwards but failed to attempt a smile.

Recent memories of what had happened earlier tonight came rushing to my head, reminding me of why I had this injury again and of whom it was from. My mom.

"I'm here for you." Jimin kissed my bandage, staring straight into my eyes.

My heart was moving at a calm pace. I wasn't excited, instead uncomfortable.

"Is something wrong?" Jimin asked.

I slithered my arm out of his hands and rested it back to my side, letting my left hand hold the injured arm in an odd way, "Not necessarily."

"What is it?"

"I'm sorry to put you in this place-- Your name just reminds me of my mother."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Her name's Jimin. Seo Jimin."

"Oh." He repeated but with more pity in his tone.

"..Iyagi, you don't like me do you?"

"What?" I blinked a few times, "What are you asking?"

"You don't have mutual feelings with me, right? And I don't mean friendly feelings. I find myself caring for you more than a brotherly way."

"Where is this coming from? I'm not very nice to you-- Or any of you...."

"I don't know. But do you? Do you like me?"

"..I....." I trailed off, staring into space, "I'm sorry."

"I thought I did." I continued, "I'm sorry if I lead you on."

"that's okay"

"It isn't. We'll get boba tea tomorrow, please? Maybe I'm just tired--"

"Noona, it's okay." Jimin smiled at me softly.

I could tell he was hurt by the look in his eyes, but for some reason I knew he would be all right.

"Positive?"

"Positive."

"..Promise?"

"Tch.." He scoffed a quiet laugh, "Promise."

.

"Iyagi."

I groaned, hitting the air above me and unfortunately missing the awakening force.

"Iyagi, get up." I slid my body down on the carpet, feeling a fabric rolling on my stomach.

"Yah!" I winced at the yell, feeling warm fingers touch my bare shoulder blade and my shirt being pulled down to my hips again.