Destiny.

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"What the hell Jungkook who's doing this to you?" Jimin whispered holding my face in his hands and checking all over my bruises.

When I got out of there, making sure that no one sees me. I found Jimin waiting for me in front of the door with a wide smile. I love it when he smiles to me, it's like the whole worlds problems don't matter anymore but what does is for that smile to not faint.

"It's..nothing." I answered lowering my face and letting him run his thumb over my cheeks which caused me goosebumps in the contact of his rings with my skin.

"Last time I didn't ask you to not make you unconfortable. But this time, I'm not doing the same." He said removing his hands from my cheeks and furrowing his eyebrows. "Come with me." He grabbed the end of my shirt's sleeve as we walked to the campus before he sat in a bench and dragged me with him.

I gazed at the trees and grass surrounding us then students who were also seating in benches not so far from us who were talking to each other or studying. This place feels alive. I never came here, I always go directly home exept if Jimin or Taehyung drag me somewhere else with them. I never really discovered the college I study in.

"Bunny, please tell me what's wrong." Jimin approched me and put his hand upon mine that was resting in my knee. I sighed deeply then looked at him with a loose smile.

"I hate you seeing me like this Jimin." I whispered feeling a tear escaping my eye. My eyes were already glassy, but I didn't care, for now at least, I felt like I had to tell Jimin everything and trust him.

"Why are you saying t-"

"No, let me continue." I interrupted him removing my hand under his and placing it upon his small hand, holding it tight. He smiled at the action before looking at me again and his features softened.

"I hate you seeing me weak, pitiful. God Jimin, I hate people pitying me. I hate it when I cry in front of someone. I hate it when they realise that I'm not worth it." He tried to talk but stopped when he saw the look I gave him.

"I'm being bullied Jimin. Well it's simple. My ex boyfriend, the one I loved and still love from my whole heart-"

"What the fuck? Stop, someone can eavesdrop here." Jimin interrupted me as he got up and held my hand to bring me with him.

"They won't Jimin, no one cares about me anyway." I whispered with a chuckle as I rolled my eyes.

"Oh trust me, whoever you are, when it comes to meddling in other's affairs, everyone does care." He answered as I got up and let him guide me throught the crowd.

We arrived quickly to the beach, I never knew that there is a beach near our college. Looks like I'm just starting to discover where I live after seventeen years thanks to Jimin.

"Come here." He called me, sitting in the sand as I rejoined him and sat next to him. The sky was still clear, so the sun enl̈ightened Jimin's blonde hair and milky skin. The sea was strangely quiet, the only ones here were Jimin and I, and a apparently family far from us. To be honest, I felt secured here. We could only hear the sound of waves and of the cold but fresh air surrounding us.

I held Jimin's hand another time and gained a smile from him. We stared at each other for seconds, me studying his small eyes that turn into crescent moons every time he smiles and his boopable nose to his lips, these lips that I want to wreck, and his soft blonde hair falling on his forearm with milky skin. I'm sure he was doing the same too.