Gone soft for the quiet boy

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Y/N POV

His body looks so skinny... Too skinny... You could see his rib cage just by looking at his skin.

What am I supposed to do...

Am I supposed to ask him...?

No... He wouldn't tell me anyway.

I'll get him to trust me first.

You put his shirt back on him and put the blanket over him.

You then grabbed a textbook and your bag and went downstairs to do your homework.

TIME SKIP - JIMIN POV

I groaned in pain and slowly opened my eyes.

Where am I...?

I sat up slowly and looked around.

Whose house is this..?

I got off the bed but my legs gave up and I yelled and fell over.

Seconds later the door flew open and I looked up to see who it was.

Y/n...?

Did she bring me all the way here?

Is this her house?

OH MY GOD NO. WHAT TIME IS IT?

Jimin: "What's the time?"

Y/n: "Uhh about 6 30."

...6 30?!

I tried to stand up again but I was too weak to do so.

Y/n: "Hey, be careful! You'll hurt yourself!"

Jimin: "Done that enough..." ~I muttered still looking down

Y/n: ..."What?"

Oh god did I say that out loud..?

Jimin: "Uh nothing... I... I need to go."

I put my hand on the bed and pushed myself up, and Y/n quickly went to my side and wrapped her arm around my waist.

Y/n: "Slow down, can you even walk?"

Jimin: "I need to get home, it's late."

Y/n: "Alright, let me help you then."

Jimin: "No, it's far."

Y/n: "And that's why you can't go by yourself."

I sighed then said, "Alright let's go."

I was about to start walking but then I stopped.

I'm not wearing my hoodie...

Did she see my bruises and scars on my arm?

I mean yea obviously Jimin.

Jimin: "Uh... Where's my hoodie?"

Y/n: "Uh, there."

She grabbed my hoodie and I slipped it over my head before walking out.

TIME SKIP - Y/N POV
Jimin: "Hey I'll be going now, bye. And thank you."

Y/n: "It's fine... And will you be alright then?"

Jimin: "Yeah, I'll just get to sleep."

Y/n: "Okay then, bye."

You walked away slightly worried about Jimin.

What was going on with him...?

All those cuts and bruises didn't come from the last two days.

It was something else.

But what...?

Those cuts... Some of them didn't look like someone did it to him...

Is he harming himself?!

He wouldn't tell me anyway...

I need to talk with him.

But not today (nah not todayyy) as he needs to rest for now.

I don't want to stress him out after all.