My Mate Is Too Shy {Jiminxreader}

8) Of Songs and Finger Hearts

Date: ‪October 15th‬
Time: ‪8:27pm‬
Location: The emergency room
Mood: SO SHOW ME (I'LL SHOW YOU)
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Y/n sat by the hospital bed Jimin was currently situated in, her hands over her face as she tried to shrink into the corner. Thankfully they'd gotten him here before he'd lost a significant amount of blood and the medical professionals had stapled his wound together.

"ON DAYS WHERE I HATE MYSEEEELF~" he belted out at the top of his lungs, "~FOR BEING ME, ON DAYS WHERE I WANT TO DISAPPEAR FOREVEEEEER~"

Y/n wished she could disappear. Maybe the wall would open up and send her into the jungle of Jumanji, or into the upside down. Whatever, as long as it wasn't here.

"LET'S MAKE A DOOR. IT'S IN YOUR HEART!" His head whipped around until he spotted her and pointed a finger her way. She avoided eye contact at all costs and noticed a magazine lying nearby. Maybe if she pretended to read no one would know they were together?

"OPEN THE DOOR AND THIS PLACE WILL AWAAAAAIT~" he'd been doing this ever since whatever pain medicine they'd given him had kicked in. Over the course of her life there had many occasions where Y/n had been been sure that she would die of embarrassment, but this moment took the cake.

The strangest thing of all was that none of the nurses or staff blinked an eye. This all seemed good and well to them, which begged the question. What kind of horrors went on in the ER that the general public were unaware of?

"Y/N, I'M SINGING TO YOU, BABY!" Jimin looked and sounded completely demented. His shirt had been a long sleeved one and they'd cut it off a while ago. Soon after he had refused to put on a hospital gown for whatever reason. It made her feel ten times more shy than she usually did, and she wasn't sure why she hadn't passed out yet.

Not only that, but he was still covered in blood and now his eyes were glazed over, his usually kempt hair sticking up in every direction.

"Y/N!" he called her again, bringing her to pull on her hair so that it shielded her face to create a sort of wall between them. "Y/N! IT'S THE MAGIC SHOP!"

And they wouldn't let her leave until his ride got here. She had no idea why or how that rule worked. All she was sure of was that someone named 'Tae Tae' was on their way to come pick Jimin up. When she questioned why she couldn't just take him home herself the nurse gave her this terrifyingly stern look that made her seal her mouth shut and question no more.

Sometimes she hated that she was such a wuss. Sometimes meaning all the time.

"Y/N, YOU LITTLE RED MARSHMALLOW!" he whined and kicked at the blankets.
"Look at meeeee!"

Why did he insist on calling her that? It was either red or marshmallow or both, and she was confused on why either one applied to her. And marshmallow was just insulting. They weren't even vegetarian.

"Y/nnnnn!" he whined and kicked once more, reminding her strongly of her toddler sister when she begged for candy. "Look at me or I'll sing again." he warned.

Anything but that.

Slightly panicked, she pushed her hair behind her ear and looked in his direction to find him waiting with two matching finger hearts and a crooked smile.

Did this man not realize he was risking her life by acting like this? No, he didn't. He just wanted to sit there and be high and half naked like this, while her face burnt to a crisp. He should be jailed for attempted murder.