One Month |《BTS JIMIN》

Chapter 13

Pink fluffy hair?

Jimin?

Oh, right, how could I forget...the Adiata incident.

It was then I realised I was lying on a hospital bed in the school nurse's room.

There was that usual strong smell of alcohol and medicine, and that clean feeling.

As I my mind was slowly waking up, I felt something nudging against my stomach.

Turns out, Jimin had fallen asleep with his head against my side and his arms crossed on the medical bed I was lying on.

I stared at his sleeping face for a while, finding it kind of cute, but sexy at the same time.

I tried getting out of the bed, and realised my right arm was in a cast.

Well, I guess I was right about fracturing my arm.

Besides my arm being in a cast, I realised that my clothes had been changed into a set of dry pajamas that patients in hospitals wear, and my other clothes were dried, neatly folded and placed on a table beside the bed I was on.

I'm embarrassed to say this, but, I was kind of sad that I didn't get to keep Jimin's black jacket. After all, it felt so comfortable and I'm into oversized clothing.

Trying my best not to be noticed by Jimin, I sat up and put my feet over at the other side of the bed that wasn't occupied by Jimin.

He still ended up waking up because I accidently hit my arm against the bed railing and sqeaked.

"Oh, Austelle, you're awake. Are you feeling better?" Jimin said in English while rubbing his eyes.

Oh God.

His accent is beautiful.

I was shocked for a moment, and didn't say anything.

When Jimin noticed my reaction, he stood up and bent down, leaning closer to me.

I pulled away from him and looked away, but a second later he held the tip of my chin and turned my face to look up at him.

"Well, like what you see and hear?" He smirked.

Feeling my face burning up, I pushed his hand away and stood up, levelling his gaze.

"Thank you for today. I owe you." I spoke in a soft voice in English while looking down.

"No problem, Adiata can be too much. I'm thinking of breaking up with her." Jimin said while smiling.

I jerked my head up to stare at him. What?

Was he serious?

"Oh...I see. Once again, thank you." I replied while looking at my cast. He probably got the nurse to treat me and change my clothing. I'm definitely in debt to him.

Jimin gave a small laugh, before turning his back and walking out of the room, leaving me to stare at his broad back.

"By the way, it's almost time for dinner. You've been out the whole day. Don't worry, I've covered all your classes." Jimin turned back and gave a last word before strolling out of the room with his hands in his pockets.

What's happening to me? I keep getting more encounters with Jimin the more I want to stay away from him. It's just too dangerous.

I stood there thinking for a few moments before reality hit me in the head like a brick.

Oh my God, I've embarrassed myself so bad.

How can I ever face him again after remembering what I've done?

My insides was screaming, my heart was being torn into pieces, and my brain was cursing me.

I felt like crawling under a rock and never coming back out.

Nothing can express how I felt at that moment of realisation.

What.

Have.

I.

Done?