BTS Oneshots Part 2

Blood Induced Attack (jinmin)

very domestic

Jin quickly rushed forward, grabbing Jimin's arm and pinching the skin together. Blood seeped from the wound in cherry red stripes. 

"What happened?" He asked, a weak attempt to distract the younger.

"Um, I don't- I don't remember." Jimin began to grow nauseous at the sight of blood. 

"That's alright," Jin spoke slowly and calmly. Keeping a firm grip on the slice, the older reached over and pulled the medkit closer.

"You're alright. Just set your arm down here and I'll patch you up."

"Okay," he whispered weakly. Jimin twisted his torso and laid his arm on the counter. Jin let go of the wound. Luckily, gravity held his life source in place. The older kept a careful eye on him as he applied the numbing cream, threading the stitching through a butterfly needle. (I have no idea what I'm talking about) Jimin's vision swam, the scene waving and blurring in front of his eyes. 

"You're doing great, love." Small beads of crimson raced down his forearm as Jin began the stitching. The younger watched with weary eyes, breathing heavily. 

"H-hyung." Wordlessly, the older's lean fingers covered the wound from his sight. 

"Close your eyes." Jimin did as he was told. He sat still as a statue until the 'all clear' was received.

"There you go! No more sharp object from now on. I might have to wrap you in bubble wrap for the rest of your life."

"You know, Jin hyung? That might not be a bad idea. "