love me now, touch me now, just let me love you

section 14 - even when everything changes, just let it be

There's no turning back now, he thought.

Until he felt a hand grab his and start to pull him up.

God, is that you? he wanted to say, but managed to think to look up, and there was Namjoon, standing there and pulling him up towards him.

"No!" Jimin screamed, kicking his legs back and forth and trying to shake his hand of RM's. "Get off of me! Let me go! I want to die!"

"I wouldn't ever let go of you, Jimin. No matter how hard you try, I still won't let you go."

As the rest of the boys filed out onto the porch and used teamwork to pull Jimin to safety, once he was up they all were hugging him and showering his head with brotherly kisses.

"Jimin, if you died I would too," Jungkook told him from behind.

"I would jump off a bridge," he heard Yoongi say. "And I'm not joking."

"Well, I'm not messing around either," Jungkook shot back.

"That's not what I meant," Suga said.

Jimin mustered up a little smile and a giggle, already a little happy they found him and saved him.

"Jimin. Seulgi's okay. She's stable and she's been begging for you to come," Jin told him.

Jimin's face lit up, and he shot up, smiling. "Are you serious? She's okay?"

"Yes, she is!"

"Oh, my baby....." He stood up and ran inside, grabbing his jacket and keys. "I'm leaving," he yelled back, "I'm going to go see Seul!"

*

She had to skip performances and practices for a couple months, doctor's orders.

But that meant more time to spend with Jimin.

The more and more time she spent with him, the more she loved him. And just when she didn't think it was possible for him to love her any more, he surprised her with a secret beach vacation getaway for the two of them.

They went to a private island, every morning waking up in bliss with the sunshine lighting up her room, telling her to go get up and wake Jimin up. She would go and cuddle with him until breakfast to thank him for checking on her several times each night to make sure she was still well.

She fed him good food everyday, and one night he offered to cook for a change, and she watched his stance and how cute he looked at the stove, so, so grateful, words couldn't describe.

So grateful he hasn't died that night, and neither had she.