"Are you done?" Jimin mumbled, wanting to look back at me.
"Y-yes." I drop my head, nervous for what's about to come.
Slowly, Jimin turns his head back to me.
Ugh, let it begin.
Both of the boys shuffle closer, ready for the treatment.
"Could you pass me a wipe?" Hoseok asks Jimin.
Jimin pulled the first aid toward him and took the wipe, giving it to Hoseok.
I gulp as Hoseok shuffles even closer and pulls the material away from the cut. But still, nothing else was revealed except the wound.
He wipes around the cut, removing the old blood.
My eyes was jumping between him and the cut. I really hoped for this to be over.
Hoseok used another wipe to clean the centre. There was a sting, but nothing to intense.
"Why are you so nervous?" Hoseok huffs with a tiny smirk.
I scoff, "Of course I am! You basically touching my chesticals! It's not very comfortable to watch.
He looked up at me for a brief moment, "Chesticals?"
I roll my eyes and continue to watch him clean my wound.
"Why do any of you have to do it-?" I was cut off by Hoseok.
"Why are you so scared? What do you think I'm going to do?" Not one second did he stop wiping as he talked.
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I glare at him before looking away, "I don't know."
"There, done. Jimin, she's all yours." Hoseok backs away from me, letting Jimin sit in his place.
"Pass me the medicine, please." Jimin pushed his hand toward Hoseok, waiting for the bottle to be placed in his hand.
Hoseok nods and gives him a red bottle.
This medicine didn't seem to have any labels on it. It was just a plane bottle.
Jimin pours the thick saucy liquid on his two fingers and rubs it over my cut.
A sharp hiss pushed past my teeth.
"Don't over react." Jimin chuckles.
I punched the floor and squeezed my eyes tightly together, "I'm not! It- blimmin hurts!"
It felt like fire against my skin. Like I was being burnt alive.
Jimin scrunched up his nose, "Hoseok, do you smell that? Where is it coming from?"
Jimin turned his head to Hoseok.
"It smells like food." Jimin furrowed his brows.
Hoseok just shrugged with a smile.
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Death by Daisies
Fanfiction'We are not insane, not like the others...' - 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...
