My Muffin (Jimin X Reader)

12 ~ Pills

Happy Birthday parkkx !!!

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You were still asleep on the couch.

Jimin was sitting in his bed, contemplating over everything that has happened over the past few hours.

He felt like crying.

His eyes were red, as he would forget to blink while he was lost in his thoughts.

There was a pit in his stomach.

He clenched his fists hard.

And overall his body was incredibly tense.

And he knows how to fix it and loosen up his structure.

He could do it quickly, just slip out and go outside for a few minutes.

The thought of it made his veins shake in desperation.

He stood up and got the pack and lighter from his coat pocket and tip toed to the door and in doing so, the floor creaked.

You woke up and your hands immediately went to your head, shielding your eyes from the bright daylight coming through the window but also cradling your head as there was a thumping feeling at your temples.

Jimin wasn't sure did you wake or not but still he twisted the door knob.

You heard the noise of the door opening and you sat up and faced him.

"Where are you going" you said with a raspy voice.

"I was going to get some fresh air" he said warily.

Now let me just tell you something, you aren't dumb.

And you certainly are not dumb enough to believe that he was going outside for fresh air.

You were almost certain that any air the he'd be breathing in would more than likely be toxic than anything else.

"I see" you murmured and sat up, beginning to put your shoes on.

"W-what are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm coming with you, I'm not supposed to leave you out of my sight incase you do something stupid" you explained and stood up, grabbing your jacket and making your way towards the door.

"I promise you that I'll be fine" he tried to persuade you to stay here.

"Well you also promised that you would come to my speech and you didn't" you spoke, your eyes fixated on anything but Jimin as you zipped up your coat.

"Seriously, you have to bring this up now?"

"Well it's better then us walking on eggshells around each other" you admitted.

"Okay fine, we won't go down stairs, we will talk about this" he said, closing the door and walking to his bed.

You gulped but followed him to the bed.

And that's where you both sat, opposite sides of the bed, not knowing what to say.

You sat there picking at your nails as you felt your eyes well up and no one had even said anything yet.

"I'm sorry I missed your speech" he said quietly.

One tear fell.