Destiny.

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"Why did you come to my school?" I asked while Jimin was applying an ice pack wrapped in a towel in my swollen lips.

When we reached home, I entered by the door and said hi to my mom who was watching Tv before going to my room. Then Jimin -I don't know how- entered my room by the window and insisted to take care of my injuries and blues, so I went to the kitchen without my mom seeing me to take an ice pack then the bathroom for the plasters and headed back to my room to find him sitting on my bed looking at the pictures on the walls.

"Oh, I almost forgot." He answered gazing at my lips and pressing gently the ice pack in them. " I wanted to apologize, for, you know.. not coming yesterday."

" it's okay." I simply answered as if I wasn't bothered by it, as if I didn't spend the whole night thinking about it.

"No it's not." He said removing the ice pack from my lips and catching my look. "I need to make it up to you."

"And how is that?" I asked before he started putting a cream on my lip, smoothly.

"I don't know. You tell me." He answered with a smirk on his face, approaching my face and running his finger along my lip.

"And you'll do anything I say?" I teased him, with a playful smirk on my face.

"Anything," he said bitting his own inferior lip.

That's it. I've been waiting too long for a kiss. These plump soft looking lips of his got me thirsty for them since I met him.

"Then I want you to kiss me." I said confidently taking his wrist and pulling him dangerously close to me until we are breathing the same air.

"Ouch!" He removed quickly his wrist from my hand and held it whispering 'shit' and closing his eyes. Sometimes I forget that I'm too strong.

"Oh my god I'm so so sorry did I hurt you. O-Oh my god let me see-"

I pulled his sleeve up to find a blue mark. I felt my heart breaking at this sight. I hurt Jimin. I hurt him when he was trying to help me. I will never forgive myself..

"It's okay Kookie. Oh and don't worry it's not you" he said with a soft smile as he pulled down the sleeve of his shirt.

"What do you mean by not me? Is this blue mark not from me?" I asked with worry on my voice. I don't really know if I should be happy that I didn't hurt him or angry because someone else did.

"It's just.. I hurt myself in the door of my room. I'm so clumsy sometimes." He said chuckling . But I'm not dumb, I can see when he's faking it.

I rolled up his sleeve under his wide eyes to find his whole arm full of blues. I became mouth agape at this sight. A beautiful soft milky skin of these skinny yet adorable arms of his full of blue, purple and green marks on it.

He pushed my hand and rolled down his sleeve then looked everywhere away but me. My heart now is completely broken. Who would want to hurt such an angel in a terrible way like this? I surely know that he didn't hurt himself, it's not logical.

"Who did this to you, Jimin?" I asked with blood boiling in my veins. If I know the person who did this to him I'm gonna beat his ass, I don't care how much stronger he is.