"Forgotten" BTS Jin FF ✔️

Hospital Part 1

Jiwon POV
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I woke up in the middle of Jin's arms as I wake up.

I tried unwrapping myself from Jin's embrace but I didn't want to wake him up.

Instead I stayed there waiting for him to wake up. During this cold weather, Jin's warmth was the only thing that can keep me warm and safe.

I laid my head on his chest and something popped up in my mind.

Does Jin have abs?

I was about to actually lift up his shirt but I shook my head from actually doing that.

But I really want to see them..

It was a constant battle between me and my mind on what to do.

Argh. I'm very curious. Let me take a peek.

I lift up Jin's shirt and it revealed a dark blueish black bruise. My eyes widened immediately when I saw the mark. I searched for any other bruises until I saw another one on his right eye.

I gently drifted my finger on his eye and I woke him up.

He grumbled but didn't didn't open his eyes up.

"J~Jin. What happened to your face?"

"Hm? What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about? Why do you have bruises?"

"Hm? Those they are nothing. Don't worry about them."

I stood up and walked out the room leaving Jin puzzled.

I came back with a pack of ice and and a first aid kit.

"Idiot." I grabbed his arm and pulled him off the bed.

"How am I not supposed to worry about you?" He smiled at me cheekily making me want to punch him in the face.

"Stop smiling like that. Where did you get those bruises?" I stopped and sat him down at a chair.

I held his face and inspected if there were anymore. Just one at his eye. I gently rubbed his eye and he immediately closed it.

"I went back."

"What?" I started putting the ointment on his eye.

"They gave me a few months to enjoy my time. But now I have to go back to fighting."

"But- you said you'd leave."

"I can't. Once your in, you can't leave."

"Your dad.."

"My dad isn't in this group. He never heard about it."

"You.. lied to me."

"I had to."

"You couldn't trust me."

"I can but-."

"I don't care anymore. I want to know the reason why you are fighting."

My throat was getting clogged up from not trying to cry.

I thought he would tell me everything but I guess he couldn't.