Summer ✓ p.jm

Chapter 48 : Thanksgiving Occurence

I woke up on a really comfortable bed, and when I turned around to face the other, my eyes widened when I saw Jimin's face.

To my surprise, I shrieked and fell from the bed.

I immediately caressed my bottoms and gently massage it with my right hand once it hurts in pain. My eyes then stopped over my kneecap, there's a bandage on top of it.

Last night was a blur. I can't remember anything.

I'm in my sleeping clothes, and I'm in Jimin's room. "Can you please stay quiet?" Jimin groaned.

"What happened last night?" I ask him and stand on my feet. He is cuddling a white pillow, his face on top of it, making his cheeks puffier.

"You were drunk, and you fell down from your balcony." He says in a sleepy tone.

"I did what?!" I chirped.

"You heard what I said." He huffs and turns to the other side.

What am I going to say to my parents if I go back now? Where's my phone? I looked around Jimin's room but I only saw his phone. I glance at his alarm clock and it's already nine in the morning.

My parents are probably awake by now.

To my frustration, I shake Jimin's body and wake him up. I can hear him groan and he's trying to shove my hands away but since he is still sleepy, my movements are quite faster.

"What?" He abruptly sits down on his bed. His gray hair is like a bird's nest but he immediately placed his hand on his head and brush the mess off of his hair.

"Help me?" I awkwardly asked. He then rolled his eyes and sighed before getting up.

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Jimin let me borrows his hoodie, shoes, and some sweatpants. I looked like a guy while wearing it. He also wore the same clothes and he looks good in it.

He came up with a plan that we should act as if we jogged together in the morning. That way my parents will not wonder why I'm out early in the morning.

"Why were you drinking last night?" He asks while tying his shoelace and I'm watching him do it.

"The wine tastes good. I didn't realize I was already drinking too much." I explained. He didn't say anything back. Once he's done, I was about to go out the door and pull our stunt, but he stops me by holding one of my arms.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"Jogging." I used air quotes.

"Do you think they will believe you?" He asks and I furrow my forehead at his question. "You look like you just woke up. For a liar, you're not doing very well." He clicks his tongue. His statement made me look down at his feet.

"C'mon, let's do fifty jumping jacks." He instructs and taps my arm.

"What? Do you want me to die?!" I bellowed.

"Shit, I forgot you're asthmatic. Let's do twenty-five instead." He bargains and I have no choice but to agree.

We are already at our nineteenth jump and I'm starting to run out of oxygen in my body. Beads of sweat start to form from my head and will eventually fall down on my face.

Jimin isn't catching his breath. He is not sweating at all. Is he even human?

Finally, we reached the twenty-fifth jump and I sat down on the floor, my shoulders going up and down.

Jimin dashes through his kitchen and later on, he is holding a glass of water and that pouch of red ginseng extract.

Oh no.