Murder the School President JIMINXREADER

Taking care of you

As usual the school is once again closed for another week, as much as everyone is trying to move on, the scene will never leave our minds even if we try to push it away.

Cherry was sat in the corner, stabbed several times as her blood pooled out, her head had cuts and so did her whole body. The message was written with her blood and all over the wall behind her.

She looked like she suffered, as she was in pain and the worst is, she was taken when she was with us.

You blamed yourself, you should have paid more attention, you knew it was too quiet, you knew the murderer would strike again, even if you did not know when, you should have been more alert and it was beating you up on the inside.

It has been three days since the incident, you stayed in your room and did not eat, your parents were at work everyday as it was important.

They always put you first but you kept telling them 'I'm fine', so they could focus on their work, if they asked 'did you eat' you would say 'yes'.

You lied to them but you just could not eat. You have been receiving messages and calls from all your friends, mainly Jimin but you have been ignoring them, you turned your phone off for now.

"Y/n" yelled your mother, she must be leaving for work now.

"Y/n, Jimin is here" she shouts, your body tenses up, but you had no emotions.

Your face was dull and you lost a little bit of weight, you could not move as you did not feel well.

"Y/n i said Jimi-" she looked worried
"Honey are you okay, oh god you must have a fever" she ran up to you and placed her palm on her forehead, practically screaming.

"Your body is boiling like a kettle, i should call in and not go" she was looking for her phone while rambling on.

"Go work mom" you said but your voice was croaky which worried her more.
"I don't think so, you are not staying alone while your ill" she points a finger.

"I will look after her, you should go work" Jimin awkwardly smiles as he stands in front of your bedroom door.

"I can't ask you to do th-"
"Don't worry it's fine i promise i will take good care of her" he smiles again.
"Ah thank you, and you" she points at you "make sure you call me if it gets worse" she kissed your head and left while looking back every step she took.

You waved your hand sluggishly as she finally left and you soon heard the front door close.
Jimin slowly walked into the room.

"Sit down" you said a bit quiet.
He came and sat on your bed.

He raised his hand and slowly placed it on your forehead. "W-what are you doing" your face became even more red at the sudden contact.

"I am doing what i promised your mother" he chimed. "It's okay i am fi-" you were cut off as he stood up. "No your not" he said before rushing downstairs.

You were confused and wanted to check what he was doing but your body was not letting you. A few minutes later he came back with a bowl of water and a cloth.

He came and sat next to you again, "lay down" he said in an authoritative voice which you immediately listened to. You slowly laid down as he came closer and wet the cloth in the bowl of water, he then placed it on your forehead.

Your eyes were slowly closing, as you barely sleep now, but for some reason having Jimin here comforted you and made you feel safe. He changed the cloth every two minutes until you fell asleep.

Your mother would not be home till the next day at night, so Jimin decided to watch over you. He stayed with you for those six hours.

You then started tossing and turning losing your sleep, as you slowly sat up, you realised it was already night. You were about to stand up and go to the bathroom till you faced your right and there laid Jimin with a wet cloth in his hand.

His eyes were shut as he snored away, his hair was fluffed out and his lips were in a pout, you just felt like cuddling him.

You did not want to wake him up as he must be really tired. You slowly lifted his head as you placed a pillow and put a blanket over his perfect body.

You removed the cloth slowly out of his soft yet small hands, you grabbed the bowl and put the cloth in it while walking to the door of your room.

Before leaving you took one more glance at the sleeping baby, smiling you walk out and shut the door quietly.

You make your way to the kitchen, deciding just how he took care of you, as a thanks you should cook him something.

Until your ears heard something unusual. Post at this time?

You walked towards the front door and saw a dark blue envelope on the floor, you were confused on who would post something at this time.

You walked towards it and opened the envelope, as you slowly pulled out the letter, opening it, you froze, your whole body was a statue.

Your eyes widened, tears rolled down your eyes without you realising. The letter was more than a warning, it was more of a 'its too late' type of a warning.

But what did it mean......