Home ~ JiMina Oneshots

1 ~ Comfort

Welcome to my second publishing! This collection of stories will concern the many seperate and perpetually random events in the daily lives of Jimin and Mina during their time living together. I must admit that updates on this book will most likely be significantly slower than my other one. I'll add to this whenever an extra idea pops into my head. Anyways, enjoy.

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    Mina swung her slipper-bearing feet back and forth as she sat at the dining table, waiting for her long-time boyfriend to come home from work. Their dinner sat ready and hot on the kitchen island. All that was left to do was to eat it. 

     Sure enough, his footsteps neared their apartment and Mina heard the door swing open in the other room.

"Jimin-ie?"

     When there was no reply, Mina walked out of the kitchen to meet him at the door. "Jimin?" she repeated as she turned the corner.

   There he was, barely able to take off his coat properly. Beads of sweat lined his forehead and his eyelids threatened to close shut. He let out a groan as he lifted his arms to hang up his jacket.

     Mina sighed. This wasn't the first time this had happened. She knew he was a perfectionist to a fault, and sadly, there were days when he came home over-exerted and absolutely exhausted; a result of over-working himself. It had gotten better when he met her, as he started to take better care of himself at her request. However, it was still hard to shake old habits. 

     Wordlessly, she took him by the arm and slowly lowered him down onto the couch. She momentarily paused to look back over her shoulder at the food laid out on the table. Shaking her head, Mina turned back. Dinner could wait.

     She sat down on the edge of the couch, right next to him as he laid down. She brushed the sweaty hair out of his eyes, then traced his jaw with her fingers. He groaned again and leaned into her touch. Mina exhaled exasperatedly.

    And yet, the first thing out of his mouth was: "Sorry." His voice was hoarse. She should have been angry with him for neglecting himself. For not listening to her. But then again, here was someone who thought of her  first. He didn't start coming up with excuses, or complaining about the difficulties of practice and rehearsals. The first thing he did was apologize. 

     Mina kissed his forehead, then the tip of his nose. "I forgive you. But please, don't overwork yourself. You know it worries me."

"I know, I shouldn't have. But-"

"But you had to do better?"

     Jimin hesitated. She knew him all too well. "Yeah." he admitted.

     Mina stood up and turned away, eliciting a sad whine from the figure on the couch. Mina reassured him, "I'm just going to draw you a bath. Let's get you clean first." She offered him a small smile and walked out of the room. And yet, she was still able to hear him say a quiet "I love you," at her retreating back.

    She grabbed a change of clothes and a towel from their room, then walked to the bathroom. Kneeling beside the bath, she turned on the water and waited. As the bath slowly filled to the brim, Mina had time to ponder over their lives so far.

     None of their friends really objected to them moving in together. They knew it would happen eventually, but not so soon. After all, their careers weren't over yet. Mina had, by now, been an idol for over 6 years, and even so, both their groups were still going strong. But for one, they didn't regret their decision whatsoever. It was a precious secret. So secret that even their fans didn't know they lived together.