Unofficial Personal Bodyguard | JIKOOK

III - True emotions

"I have to go home. I don't live here with you so I can't stay for too long." I explained as Jimin walked down the stairs. 

"B-but I wanted you to stay a bit longer.." he muttered. 

I looked at his mom for help. I was never good with telling Jimin no or leaving him alone no matter if it was at his own house or for testing at a doctor's office and such. 

"Sweetie, Jungkook has his own life and you are not the middle of his life. I know for you he is your whole world but he doesn't see that in you." his mom tried to explain but the way she did was upsetting to Jimin and it was untrue. 

Jimin looked at me with teary eyes. He started shaking and even kinda blushing. I knew it was partly his anxiety but also his actual emotions. He was sad hearing what his mom said but he was doing his best to accept it and to not bother me.

"Don't cry. T-that is not true.." I pulled him into a hug. 

Some might ask why I desperately want to help someone who is technically 'disabled' just mentally. And the answer is, he is way too precious to suffer. Also I found myself falling in love the more I spent time with him. Sadly I'm not sure he would understand love or if he is sexually attracted to guys. I just know he likes stuff that could check as gay. 

And talking to his family about my love to him is hard. Until now when I say I love Jimin, they think of it friendship-wise. 

"Mom doesn't lie to me though." he sniffled into my shirt. 

"I'm not saying she lied, she just misunderstood something. You mean a lot to me." I rubbed his back. 

"A-am I your everything?" he asked still crying. 

"Yeah..of course you are." I smiled. However telling him that and then leaving seemed like I would contradict myself. Also I had nothing on my hands to do back home so I glanced at Jimin's mom mouthing her if I could stay a bit longer. She of course agreed and left me and Jimin alone. 

"Are you gonna stay longer?" he asked as a smile appeared on his lips again. 

"Mhm." I nodded.

He was like an excited puppy. 

He took me to his room and asked me if he can style my hair since I'm not in a rush. 

"You'd like to do my hair?" I smiled. 

"Mhm." he nodded taking out his hair brush and other things you use to do your hair. 

"Will it be pretty?" I asked jokingly. 

"I will make it really nice, don't worry." he chuckled as he turned to face me. 

"I have trust in you." I laughed and wrapped my arms around his waist. 

The thing I like about our relationship is that I get to be touchy with him as touching/hugging/holding hands with someone he trusts calms him down, I just die inside when I can't lean in for a kiss. Although I did manage to sneak in kisses on cheek or forehead when his anxiety got him hard to calm him down.