A story where cold boys seems to have a caring side.
Trigger warning: self harm
PS.This book was the first in my writing path so if you find kiddish scenarios, dramatic y/n or any mistakes please ignore them.
I woke up early, feeling a sense of relief that I hadn't had any nightmares. Glancing at Jin, who was still asleep beside me, I marveled at how perfect he looked. By now, I knew he was the one who would protect me and love me—the boy of my dreams.
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"I think I'm falling for you, Jin," I whispered, gently touching his cheek. I softly kissed his cheek, careful not to wake him. I then walked to the restroom and washed up. I felt better than I had the previous day, thanks to the painkillers and, of course, Jin.
When I emerged from the restroom with a towel wrapped around my head (fully clothed, of course 😂), I found Jin still sleeping peacefully. I wondered why he was sleeping so late; he usually woke up early. Little did I know, Jin had stayed up late caring for me, making sure I felt better.
Deciding to prepare breakfast for the boys, I didn't want them to be late for university. Soon, Jin joined me in the kitchen, surprised by the pleasant aroma of the food I was making. "Good morning, princess. Thanks for making breakfast," he said, ruffling my hair.
The others came to the dining table, enjoyed their breakfast, and thanked me for cooking.
We decided to walk to school instead of taking the car. RM and J-Hope were ahead, discussing something. The maknae line—Jungkook, Jimin, and J-Hope—had their arms around each other, walking quietly. I wondered why they were so subdued today; they usually were the most energetic.
I walked between Suga and Jin, my hand occasionally brushing against Jin's. Neither of us minded. I was relieved they didn't bring up the previous day's events. I wasn't ready to talk about it.
I decided not to hang out with them today. I feared that if the girls saw me with them again, they might attack me. I quickened my pace, walked past them, grabbed my things from my locker, and headed to class. I chose a seat in the front row, far from them. I noticed the hurt and concern on their faces, but I tried to ignore it.
Just then, Jin came up with an excuse and took my hand, leading me outside the classroom since it was our free period.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you sitting with us and hanging out?" he asked gently.
"I... I wanted to sit in the front. My eyesight... it's gotten weaker," I lied, stumbling over my words. I left him there and returned to class.
When I came back, Sana and her gang were glaring at me. Oh, great. It was time for our sports unit, which meant separate areas for boys and girls. I was in the changing room when Sana and her gang grabbed my hair.
"I told you to stay away from them," Sana said, her grip on my hair painfully tight.
"I did stay away. Didn't you see? I sat far from them and didn't hang out with them," I protested, my voice strained from the pain.
"Really? Then why did Jin oppa hold your hand and take you outside? Don't you know he's mine?" Sana released me and continued, "This is your final warning. Stay away from the boys, especially Jin. He was my boyfriend, and I'm going to win him back. But if I see you with them again, YOU WILL BE DEAD, AND SO WILL THEY. I'LL MAKE SURE THEY PAY WITH THEIR PRECIOUS LIVES FOR A WORTHLESS LIKE YOU," she spat with pure anger.
All of the people on campus knew who Sana was and how her entire family were involved in dark deeds, yet no one seem to had the courage to held them accountable.
I realized that to protect them, I had to stay away. Although I was living with them because I had no other place to go, I would try to ignore them for their safety. The thought of distancing myself from the boys, who had protected me and saved me from dying, was breaking me inside. I felt an overwhelming urge to self-harm, something I hadn't done in a week.
I decided to go home without informing the boys, asking the principal for permission to leave school early due to feeling unwell. I walked home, my mind racing with thoughts of self-harm.
Once I was inside, I locked my room and retrieved the box I had bought from the store. Inside, I found various items. I took one and started making light cuts on my arms and legs, watching the blood drip. Sitting on the floor, I bawled my eyes out. I wanted to stay close to them, be happy with them, and confess my love for Jin, but now, I felt powerless.
A/N:So, it was Jin all along. I'm really sorry to those who were hoping for Yoongi or another character, but as Jin is my bias, it felt right to focus on him for this fanfic. I have ideas for other characters too and plan to write fanfics for them soon. Until then, keep supporting my book and continue loving Mr. Worldwide Handsome! ❤
