"Friends?.."

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//Jimins POV//

I leaned in...

He was still rambling with his perfect, plump lips. I watched at the softly touched each other as he spoke. I was moving very slowly, because I was scared. Before our noses touched, he moved his head to look towards me. I panicked and stiffened back into my original spot. His head tilted while saying,

"Jiminie? Are you okay?" I melted every time that he called me that.

I was admiring his beautiful features, he was such a beautiful person inside and out.

"Jimin?" He said worried.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm alright, just a little headache." I answered only partly true.

"Do you want me to get you some ibuprofen?" His look became a caring look as his thumb gently rubbed the top of my hand.

I didn't want to leave this moment.

"Jimin! Are you sure you are okay?!" Hoseok began to really worry now.

" I think I should turn in for the night..." I rose to my feet and walked to my room. I felt bad for leaving him in there, by himself. But I honestly couldn't stay without doing something I'd regret.

I'm guessing Yoongi wasn't home, because his bedroom door was open and his keys were gone.

I laid in my bed the rest of the night, trying to figure out what to do. My mind was blank. The same agonizing thoughts went through my brain over and over..

"What will he think of me?"

"Will he hate me?"

"Will he be disgusted?"

Why am I like this? I overthink everything. I should of kissed him...

I fell asleep imagining his strong, warm arms around me, keeping me safe. His heart beating in my ear.

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// Third person//

After Jimin strangely left the room, Hoseok wondered why he was being so weird around him recently. While thinking away, Hobi fell asleep on Jimins couch...

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// Jimins POV //

I was startled awake with the alarm ringing in my ear. I got up and went to the bathroom, and brushed my teeth. As I sleepily walked to the bathroom, I heard noises coming from the kitchen. I just shrugged it off thinking it was Yoongi.

I finished my business in the bathroom, and went to check in the kitchen because the noises didn't stop. I walked around the corner and was shocked to see a panicked, Hobi...cooking breakfast.

"Can you help me?" He said with a smirk.

" Sure," my heart was racing. Because he stayed in his spot. Moving slightly for me to cook.

I gasped, his hands were around my waist, as his chin rested on my shoulder. I forgot what I was doing. Which led to me spilling the bacon grease all over me, burning my hands, thighs and feet.

I started to cry, he ran to get some mustard and apply to the burns.

" It's okay, you'll be fine. Just please....please stop crying. It's okay, ba-." His words instantly stopped and he cleared his throat.

"What we-were you go-going to say?" I sniffled until my words became clear.

He was quiet and was trying not to look at me. I was in shock and my mind wondering what the word he almost said was. I repeated myself, more clear this time.

"What were you going to say, Hobi?" It was itching at my skin. Did he almost call me..."baby"?"

"No-nothing, I- I have to go.." he quickly got his belongings and left. While watching him leave, my heart broke and fell to the ground. I was devastated, only if he knew how I felt.

"What was that all about?" Yoongi walked in. He looked up and saw the devastation and pain that just swept across my face, along with fresh warm tears tracing my cheeks til they reached the floor.

He ran over to me and embraced me in a hug. Yoongi may seem rude at first but he is actually really caring. Every time me and Hobi would argue, Yoongi would be there to comfort me.

I fell asleep in his arms. His heartbeat was so soothing. And his breathing was steady. I was peaceful.

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//Third POV//

As Jimin began to softly snore, Yoongi gently picked him up and laid him in Jimins bedroom. He called Taehyung, because in times like these. Yoongi was only capable of so much. Taehyung immediately was on his way. He reached their apartment, Yoongi directed him to Jimins room. Jimin was still asleep, Taehyung just admired his features. Taehyung always had a secret crush on him. But could never tell because of fear of being pushed away by his friends and worst of all Jimin.

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//Jimins POV//

I woke up with Taehyung sitting at my bed side. He was startled when I questioned him.

"Why are you here?" I sleepily rubbed my eyes.

"Yoongi, called me and said something happened." He answered as his eyes scanned the room.

I wrinkled my eyebrows while looking at him,

"What are you looking for?" I was genuinely confused.

"Any sign of medication, because you know," he lifted his eyebrows insinuating I overdosed on something.

He thought that because shortly after we became friends, I tried to commit suicide by taking too many of my medication.

The medicine was for my anorexia, I would take it with my food so I'd gain weight faster. And become "Healthy" which I felt gaining weight was doing the opposite.

He was the only one that knew that I tried to commit suicide, every else thought I just fainted again.

"What exactly happened?" He questioned

"Hoseok, almost called me......b-b-baby? I'm not for sure because he stopped before he finished the word and after he ran out on me. Then Yoongi walked in on me balling and comforted me with a hug. In which I fell asleep in his arms, which is why I was confused why you were staring at me."

He sighed with relief.

"Have you talked to Hoseok since then?" I shook my head in response, sniffling, holding my pain back.

"Jimin, don't cry, he probably didn't mean for you to take it that way." Taehyung was being the good friend he was like always.

"I need to find out what he was going to say," I pulled out my phone and began to type in his number.

I hesitated before pressing the call button.

It began to ring.....

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