Chapter 8

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Y/N POV:

CRASH!

My body jerked itself awake as I immediately tensed up at the loud sound. What in the world was that?!? I instantly went into defense mode as I sneaked out of my room to investigate. It was still pretty dark out, so my eyes had to adjust to the pitch blackness that had overtaken the HQ. I tiptoed down the stairs trying to find the source of the sound.

My hand was trained at my hip where my concealed knife was at which I always kept on me. Yoongi had gifted it to me when our parents had died. It was probably my most treasured item, but it was also a great line of defense. It was small enough that I could take it everywhere with me and most people doubted my skills with it. Being doubted allowed me to have the upper hand and take everyone by surprise.

The knife itself wasn't just used as a tool, but it also held sentimental value to me. Yoongi had it engraved with "Family > All", which I still hold dear to me today. It had become my saying per se, and whenever I became upset, I always looked to it to help me feel better.


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My ears picked up scuffling going on in the kitchen, so I crouched down and made my way to the room. I stopped my breathing as I came up right to the door to see if I can sense anything from inside. All of the sudden, I heard Jin scream from the inside. Holy crap, Jin! I instantly rushed inside with my knife held high to attack the intruder.

What I found inside made me shocked to say the least. I ran into find Jin on the other side of the room with his jaw on the floor with a look of horror. I quickly followed his gaze to be met with quite possibly the funniest scene ever.

My eyes were met with Jimin in the midst of a full-on disaster. Flour had looked as if it had exploded all over the cabinets and countertops. Then I saw bowls and pans scattered on the kitchen floor with some kind of batter dripping out of them. Then there was Jimin. He was absolutely covered in egg yolks, with it dripping down his hair. He also held the guiltiest expression on his face as he looked towards Jin.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN?!?!?" roared Jin as his face was a violent hue of scarlet, to the point where it was beginning to turn purple. "I'm sorry Hyung, but I was just trying to bake a cake for Y/N as an apology for earlier. But I wanted to add sprinkles to the batter, since I know she loves sprinkles so much, so I climbed on the counter since I can't reach the top shelf and accidentally slipped and fell. And when I fell, I ended up taking everything down with me, which is why there is such a huge mess"Jimin explained.

At that point, I couldn't contain my laughter anymore and busted up laughing. Just the entire ordeal of the situation was too funny not to laugh at. However, after a sharp glare from Jin, I quickly quieted down and avoided my gaze. Apparently, he did not find it very funny.


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"Well since you find the destruction of my kitchen so funny Y/N, you can help him clean it all up"ordered Jin. I quickly protested, "but Jin oppa..." "No buts!" Jimin tried to speak on my behalf but Jin blatantly cut off whatever he was saying with his angry stare. I wasn't scared of Jin often, but when he became serious like this, aint no way I was going against him. He marched off as I pulled out the cleaning supplies from the cabinet below the sink.

"You don't have to help me clean Y/N, this is all my fault" Jimin said with a forlorn look. I felt so bad. Here he was trying to do a nice thing for me only for him to be scolded by Jin and rewarded with about 2 hours of cleaning. "There's no way I'm leaving you to clean all this up Jimin" I said as I rolled my sleeves up to start working. He smiled fondly at me before he followed my actions.

Since the two of us were working together, it only took about an hour for us to clean it all up. We pretty much kept silent and to ourselves throughout the process, but it was a comfortable silence. Not at all like the one we experienced in the car the previous day.

Once we finished, I wiped the sweat that had started to form on my brow and turned toward Jimin. I instantly frowned when I noticed he had scuff marks all over his arms and knees. Man, I am such a horrible person. I didn't even check to see if he was alright after he fell. I reached for his hand and lead him to the bathroom. I sat him down on the toilet as I reached into the medicine cabinet.

"Y/N I'm fine, it's really not that bad" he softly whispered. I ignored him as I went to apply ointment to his wounds. He hissed in pain as I applied it to him. "I'm sorry" I mumbled as I continued to clean his cuts. We just sat there as he stared down at me. I finally bandaged him up and turned to leave. I stopped when I felt his hand grab my arm. "Y/N wait."

I turned back to find him with slight tears in his eyes. I quickly bent down to his level and cupped his face with my hands. "Jiminie, what's wrong?"

"Why are you even nice to me?" he whispered as tears began to fall. My heart broke right then and there. "What do you mean? You are awesome Jimin. Why wouldn't I be nice to you?" I cautiously asked not knowing what dark thoughts were going through his head.

"Because I'm annoying, and I mess up all the time. People are always having to clean up my messes, I mean you literally just did it not too long ago. Heck I even hurt you yesterday?!? I mean who does that?!?" He was practically shouting at this point. His entire body was shaking, and it was terrifying to watch. I've never seen him break like this and it took all of my willpower to not just start sobbing. His fragile state was hunched over as I just sat their trying to process how to comfort him.

 His fragile state was hunched over as I just sat their trying to process how to comfort him

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I ended up just pulling him into my chest as I just held him. His hands wrapped tightly around my waist and buried his head in the crook of neck. We just stayed in that position for what seemed like forever as I stroked his hair to help him calm down. He eventually settled down, so I thought that was my best chance to finally speak. "Jiminie... you are one of the greatest people that I know. It honestly breaks my heart to hear you speak down on yourself, because I care for you so much. The other boys care for you so much. You don't annoy us or bother us. You're the glue that helps keep this group together. I probably would've murdered my brother by this point if it weren't for you." He slightly giggled at that remark, which made the corners of my lips twitch into a slight smile.

"And about yesterday, I know you were just frustrated. We all get that way. We all make mistakes, but it doesn't make me like you any less. You are my best friend Jimin, and I love you so much."

"I love you too Y/N" he hoarsely said, wrapping himself even more around me. We sat there for a few more minutes before I broke the silence. "How about this... what if we just had a chill day today, hm? We haven't had a day of just the two of us in a long time, what do you say? We can do whatever you want. We could have a Harry Potter movie marathon, play some Overwatch, or whatever you want."

"Can we actually do both those things? I just want to relax today. I was supposed to spar later today, but I'll probably just move it until tomorrow. I hope your brother doesn't mind." "Oh, if he makes a stink about it, then I'll give him a big talking to don't worry."

He laughed at that and finally leaned back. His eyes were so puffy, they were practically shut all the way and his cheeks were tear stained. "Omo look how cute you look Jiminie!!" I squished his little cheekies. "My lil mochi."

"Yahhhh stop Y/N" Jimin whined. "Alright alright let's get you cleaned up and then start our day of fun." "Sounds good to me." 

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