Close to Heaven

Trippin'

After a while, Jimin and I became very close. He was the only person besides Mi Na who I saw every day. He cooked all of my meals, he helped me to the bathroom (Nothing weird, he just helped me stand up and walk to the door), and he cared for me. I didn't really let my gratitude show often because I didn't want to seem attached, but my silent appreciation was known by both of us.

It was a Monday. I needed to go the bathroom but Jimin wasn't here, so I decided to try doing it by myself. I had a walker and I was capable of walking without help. It was the getting out of bed part that was difficult. The angle it demanded of my spine was too painful and I had never done it without help. 

Nonetheless, being in my constant state of idiocy, I decided to try it. Three seconds in and my back was screaming. It almost made it's way to my throat but I wouldn't let it. I pushed my lips together and wouldn't let them open. My cold feet hit the floor and I lifted myself off of the bed. Too soon. 

I didn't have time to grab my walker before I tipped over and hit the ground. My arms and legs, being in their numb condition, didn't take the hit for me, unfortunately. My face did. The sensitive spot of my cheekbone hit the thin, carpet floor. My brain seemed to jolt away from my skull as my head hit the floor. My cheek instantly began to hurt, and I could tell there would be a bruise.

As I lay on the floor, a slight movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. The door was opening. Jimin, I inwardly groaned. As he entered my room, he immediately saw me laying on the ground and rushed to my side. 

"Mi Sun! What happened?" I didn't answer, but as he kneeled by me, his knee bumped my shoulder. This rolled my already bruised cheek on the ground, and I involuntarily whimpered. He gasped. "I'm so sorry," he carefully began to slide an arm under my back. I squirmed uncomfortably at the pain, before realizing that my back was the least of my worries. I could see the top of my red, swollen cheek out of the corner of my own eye. 

I sighed, before realizing what I had thought before. My back was the least of my worries. How could that be when all I have on my face is a bruise, and my back has a tumor. Despite this, my back strangely didn't hurt as much as my cheek. A sudden movement knocked me out of my thoughts. Jimin had pulled me into his arms and was now holding me like I was his bride.

I blushed, confused at the thought. Jimin smiled at the pink growing in my cheeks. "What?" "Aish, nosy," I said, lightly hitting his arm out of embarrassment. He bugged me about it for a few seconds more before remembering the situation with the most priority. He lightly trod over to my bed and was about to put me down on my sheets when he suddenly tripped over the corner of the rug. 

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Y'all idk why this chapter is trippin because then I sound like a druggie but Im not lol, just tryna write a book. Also the picture for this chapter is super hot like idk i just find it really beautiful