Paper Balls | Yoonmin

stutter

"r-really?" jimin asked in disbelief.

"of course. i mean, i love your stutter, it's what makes you special but if it makes you self conscious, i'll help you tone it down." i smiled to the best of my ability. my whole face felt numb. it was only friday but so much had happened. they started poking me with needles the second i got into the room. i hated every second of it but then again, who wouldn't?

"thank yo-ou." jimin smiled back and kissed my cheek, "how do you feel? i'm r-r-really sorry i could-dn't visit you after school yesterday. i h-hate the dentist." he frowned.

"it's okay, jiminie. and i did feel like utter shit but now you're here so i feel better." i chuckled, adjusting my arm that was around jimin's shoulders.

"you're s-so cheesy."

"i've noticed you stutter mostly with b's, t's, p's, c's, h's, and s's, so i want you to try this." it may or may not be for my own pure amusement. his stutter makes me smile. as much as i'd hate for it to go away, i want him to be happy and confident with himself.

he looked at me confused, "i d-don't think i c-can say t-that." jimin sighed, taking in a deep breath, "s-sally s-selled seashe-ells b-b-by the seash-shore."

"selled?" i laughed.

"excuse m-my terrible g-grammar." he laughed, lightly hitting my chest.

"try talking really slow. i'm not a speech therapist so i'm improvising." i played with his hair which was at the tips of my fingers.

"o-okay. what...do...i...s-say?" he spoke slowly but cringed when he messed up on the last word. i'm not even sure if this method will work. i just thought of it.

"anything. what did i miss in class?"

"not-thing much." he almost caught himself. i hope he isn't expecting himself to fix his stutter today because i'm not.

"we...have...a...project...coming...up...in...a...m-month." he said, concentrating hard on what he was saying.

i smiled, proud of him already.

"what kind?" i felt my eyelids droop. not this again. i just want to spend some time with my jiminie.

"robot b...abies." he giggled.

"hm, i heard about that at the beginning of the year. it seems... fun."

"aw, yoongi-ah are you tir-red?" he rolled over to face me and propped himself up.

"just a little."

"i should go, t-then. i don't want to keep you up a-an-nd they're going to make me l-leave soon enough."

he got up and grabbed his jacket.

"i love you." he said quietly and kissed my lips, brushing his hand through my hair. he stood and looked at me for a moment.

"love you too, jiminie. i'll see you later. text me tomorrow once or twice so i know you're okay, okay?"

jimin nodded.

"i will."

i smiled but whatever was in me knocked me out before jimin even left the room.