Jimin takes the deepest breathe and exhales it out as he raises his fist to knock the door. His other fist is clenched tightly though he was holding a rose.
The door opens and his heart stops for a moment. He expected to see you. Why is Jungkook here?
" Hey Jungkookie, is Y/N here? " Yeah, you were there behind the door, listening to what they were going to talk about.
" Hyung, I had already told you. Y/N isn't like those girls. Stay away from her. "
When will they understand? He genuinely believed that he likes her but it seems like no one cares now.
" I am not going to stay away from her, Jungkook. I am not here to explain myself to you. "
" You don't need to give an explanation to anyone. She already knows. " Jungkook glares at the man who he once thought was his brother.
" Oh no, she doesn't know shit. Just because you tell her whatever you wanted to, doesn't mean that she knows the whole story. " Jimin snaps. His jaw clenched and could litreally cut diamonds. The rose throns pierced Jimin's palm but he was least bothered.
You took a deep breathe and walked into the scene and pushed Jungkook behind. " Go to Cheonsa, I will talk to him. "
The boy was caught off guard and he tried to fight against your demand but soon followed and left you both alone.
Jimin's eyes soften looking at your face after what felt like weeks. You admire his features with loving eyes and your sight catches his bleeding fist.
" Jimin! You are bleeding! " You gasp and pull him inside the house and to the infirmary and take out the first - aid kit to treat the wound.
The rose was kept beside him. The stem covered with blood waiting to be given to a loved one.
After you were done, you sit in front of him and he immediately connects his forehead to yours. Something which you cherished the most.
" Baby... " He murmured and his eyes remained close. Your eyes also flutter shut.
" Please, listen to me and understand. Please love, believe in me. "
" Tell me everything honestly, Park Jimin. And I will believe in you. "
Tears threaten to spill out of your eyes. You had promised yourself that you wouldn't cry, at all. But promises were meant to be broken, right? So they flood down your cheeks. You and Jimin cry silently before he starts explaining.
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A/N - Short chapter ahhh i love you :>
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