⚠️Hidden Claws | Jimin's Story

Chapter 7.1

"Your paw, is it alright?".

Her question had pulled the last straw. I growled loudly and scared her, not liking the way she was treating me. I didn't need any of her concerns, I had enough. The way people were treating me, as if I was some weakling who struggled with mental issues. I stalked over to her small body until she lay below me. Her heartbeat had increased but she wasn't showing even the slightest bit of fear. She wasn't letting her guard down, not this time.

"Jimin, calm down! I just-".

Her words were cut of by loud gunshots before feeling a sharp pain through my body. The impact forced me to step away from her position, everything happening too fast.

"NO-".

I heard her scream loudly and move over to me. I cursed internally, I had been shot with silver bullets. My entire body dropped to the ground, feeling the strength leaving me slowly but painfully.

"Don't shoot!".

(y/n) screamed again and when I looked at her, I found her spreading her arms in order to grant me protection from another man. It was a policeman who held a gun in his hands. However, I could feel my body give in before I turned back into my human form. Since no more fur blocked the view to my body, I could see the three bleeding holes before pressing my eyes shut. The pain was indescribably big, this was the first time I had been shot and the silver kept burning the inside of my flesh. With my jaw clenched tightly, I heard (y/n) gasp faintly.

"Jimin!".

She hurried over to me, kneeling down before she took a closer look at my condition. Suddenly she took off her shirt which had already been covered in blood and placed it over my chest, pressing down in order to stop the bleeding.

"Hand me your jacket!".

I assumed that she was talking to the policeman and later felt a clothing piece over my private area. Right, I was completely naked. Something I forgot and wished not to remember.

"You have to get help! Please! He won't be able to make it!".

When I heard her next words, I couldn't help but curse again. There was no way I would survive this kind of damage. I knew what was going to happen and I was ready to embrace death with open arms.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine".

My eyes might have been closed but I could see the low possibility of my survival just fine. Her useless words of encouragement were doing nothing but annoying me.

"Shut up, (y/n). I know, I'm gonna die".

I said quietly and tried to dim the pain with a controlled breathing. There was a short moment of silence before (y/n) found a way to talk back to me.

"You're not going to die, Jimin. I won't let you".

Her words were ridiculous, as if she was really able to help me in any way. This was a great time to remind her that all of this was caused by her stupid actions but I decided to brush it off. Talking to her was a burden, I didn't want to feel her presence anymore. I turned my head away and spoke, hoping this was the last time I had to speak to her.

"Stop speaking nonsense and go".

Just then I felt a pressure on my chest, a wave of pain crossing my body. Hissing at the burning sensation, I heard (y/n) ask.

"What do you mean 'go'?".

I was still trying to recover from the pain before I was able to throw her a glare. If I was going to die, I wanted to do so peacefully.