COME TO ME | PJM

Chapter 96

A/N: Yay new chapter! Tomorrow's chapter will be a bit longer

Y/N felt that she wasn't in a great mood; unsure whether it was due to the pregnancy or something else. She didn't have much of an appetite but she forced herself to take a few bites before heading down to spend some time with Joon Min. Since Y/N wasn't in the greatest condition, the two opted to watch Joon Min's favourite shows and play for a bit before having dinner and putting Joon Min to bed early.

Although his condition had been rather stable the past few months, Y/N and Jimin found it necessary to have plenty of support around him to make sure he didn't get into anymore life threatening situations like he had in the past. Joon Min needed to be kept safe until Y/N could safely deliver another child and harvest the hematopoietic stem cells to create the treatment necessary to give Joon Min a better chance for a longer life.

Y/N sighed and kissed Joon Min's small forehead before turning off the light in his room. She rubbed her tummy lightly; her lower abdomen already showing signs of bulging. In the future, Y/N hoped that she would be able to take Joon Min and her new child out as much as they wanted, and let them live the long healthy lives that they deserved.

It was already 7pm, so Y/N decided to head back up to her room to take a shower and get ready for bed.

Y/N climbed into bed and lay there for a moment. She briefly considered waiting up for Jimin to talk to him about what happened on the mountain, but her body ached in protest. She didn't know when Jimin would be home in the first place; it didn't seem like he would be home anytime soon. Closing her eyes, she quickly slipped into sleep.

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Y/N's eyes fluttered open at the sound of a door closing. She glanced over towards the clock on the desk; it was around 10pm now. Jimin quietly took off his coat and threw it onto the sofa. He sat down and started to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt slightly before leaning back onto the sofa with a deep sigh.

As it was dark in the room, Y/N couldn't exactly see his face clearly but he indeed looked incredibly tired. She shuffled slightly to get a better look, and Jimin quickly snapped his attention towards the bed.

Y/N felt particularly awkward, sitting up and clearing her throat slightly. "You're back." she spoke quietly.

"Oh, and thank you for taking me home."

Jimin paused for a moment, figuring that Y/N must have already talked to Krystal today. He shook his head weakly. "No need to thank me... I'm sure that Jungkook would have taken you home safely even if I didn't find you." Inside Jimin probably knew that he was acting a little childish right now, but he was a bit too worn out to care.

Y/N frowned disapprovingly at the mention of Jungkook's name. Why did he always have to bring him into this? She was just trying to thank him for taking her home... She felt that she would never be able to understand this man's thoughts. She reached over for her bedside table and switched on the lamp, dimly illuminating the room.

Jimin's face was now visible under the light, and Y/N's eyes widened in shock when she turned back around to look at him. This was probably why Krystal asked whether Jimin was alright.

Needless to say, Jimin didn't look great at all. Light reddish, purple bruises decorated his previously flawless cheeks, and the corner of his lips were cut and slightly swollen.

Jimin noticed Y/N staring at his face and considered turning away for a moment but ultimately decided not to. There was nothing to hide in the first place. He walked towards the bed and took his watch off, placing it on the bedside table.