You can't save me, I'm damaged goods.

The meeting

When I woke up, I was really contemplating calling in sick. Work didn't sound very tempting. But I knew exactly what would happen if I did that, so I forced myself to get up and get in the shower. I turned the temperature to almost freezing, and woke up almost immediately. I groaned slightly when the water hit me, and started shivering. Afterward, I found the biggest and fluffiest towel and draped it around me like a blanket. Just thinking about breakfast made me want to throw up, so I decided to drop it. Again.

After fifteen minutes I was dressed and ready to go. Even though I had worked at the same restaurant for three years, it still bothered me that we had to dress so formally. Who cared if my bowtie was navy blue or even reeeaallly dark grey, instead of black? No matter how much this bothered me, I knew I would rather quit my job than stand out. When I looked in the mirror I saw my lips slightly pouting. Then I noticed that my face looked plumper today than yesterday. Had I put on wei-? I stopped the thought halfway through the word, knowing that if I finished it I would never be able to go to work. I felt the anxiety building up in my stomach, and quickly left the bathroom.

As I sat in the taxi on my way to work, I felt the tears slowly building up in my eyes as they always did. I knew that the mornings were always the hardest part of my day, and I just needed to get past this to get on. Even though every day was the same it was still just as hard. I kept wondering if this feeling would ever go away, or if I just had to live with this side of me...

I reached the building with half an hour to spare, due to my rushed morning. I sat down and played a little on my phone. More and more employees started coming in, and I felt the usual feeling of claustrophobia. My heart rate accelerated a bit and I started to look for a hole in the small crowd, but there were about 20 people crammed in a small room, so it was either stay or get out. I decided after a while that I couldn't really stay longer, so I walked towards the door. Afraid that anyone was looking at me I kept my head low and walked out. Just then I felt someone crash into me, and I fell down on the floor.

My foot hurt a bit when I accidentally twisted it under me, and I could feel my face twist in a small grimace. Just then I heard a voice "oh my god, I'm really sorry!" and I looked up to see a hand reach out towards me. I looked up to the man's face, before quickly dropping my gaze back at his hand. I hesitated for a short second before grabbing and quickly standing up.

I tried to stand on my left foot, the one that I hurt, but I quickly realized I was hurt more seriously than I first thought. Just when I was about to fall, again, I felt hands around my waist supporting me. "Hey, are you all right?" He asked as he steadied me. I looked up at his face, before blushing a very bright pink and turning my head downwards while nodding slightly. He was so handsome! I think he might be the most handsome person I've ever seen. And that said something because I had worked with Jin, the only person known for being "worldwide handsome". Or at least he says...

"Good, I'm glad," the handsome man said before flashing me a smile. I felt butterflies in my stomach when his smile reminded me of a bunny. "I'm Jungkook by the way" he continued while reaching his hand forward. I hesitantly took his hand and shook it slightly while stuttering. "J-jimin". Goddamnit. Why couldn't I sound as sure of myself as he did? I wanted to stand tall and look him in the eye, but I only mumbled "I-i have to go" and left quickly without meeting his gaze.

I quickly walked to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall before breaking down. I didn't cry, but I totally lost control of myself. My breath was getting stuck in my throat at awkward places, making it sound as if I was choking. My hands trembled as if I had been in a car crash. The walls floated in front of my eyes as I almost lost consciousness. Just before everything went black I heard the door to the bathroom open.

I tried to get a hold of myself by controlling my breath and going through my list. I'm not dying. I'm not dreaming. Nothing here will hurt me. This will pass. There's nothing to be af-. I was cut off by a voice calling out. "Hello?" It said and I heard steps walking towards my stall. I recognized Jungkook's voice, and felt a flood of panic when I saw him stop outside my stall. My heart skipped a few beats when he quietly knocked on the door three times. "Jimin?" he asked, his voice low and hushed. "It's occupied," I said after a while, but my voice sounded all wrong. I prayed that he didn't notice "Are you all right", he asked. I didn't answer. "Listen, I'm really sorry for bumping into you, and I hope you didn't get hurt".

I stopped breathing and my mind froze completely. Why did he care? Did he really care? Or is it just because he's worried about being rude? After a while, I remembered that I should probably answer. "No worries, I'm completely fine," I said, but ridiculously my voice broke. "Sure you are", he said and chuckled once before continuing. "I'm sure the reason why you walked away was not that your foot got hurt". I grimaced. He wasn't exactly dead on, but it was part of the reason. Right now my foot felt as if someone was burning me, but the main reason was that I couldn't stay when everyone was looking at me. I didn't expect Jungkook to understand, and besides, I sucked at sharing feelings. And it wasn't as if Jungkook would care either.

I took a deep breath before stepping out of the stall. He looked directly at me, and his eyes never left mine as I met his gaze. I felt my cheeks color pink and I went to the sink to wash my hands. I could feel his eyes on my back and tried my best to ignore him. I took another deep breath before turning around to him again. Oh my god, why did he have to look so hot!? It was almost rude. For some reason, I suddenly felt really irritated with him, so I swept past him and left as fast as I could.

Just before the door closed behind me I could hear him laughing quietly and then his footsteps came after me. I didn't know if I should be mad, sad or glad

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