~Book One~ Fixing What's Broken ✔ (COMPLETE)

Minnie - Chapter 28 (M)

~Minnie's POV~

I finally remembered him almost fully, during my little blackout episode, the pendants he wore, were what led me to see he was part of that group. Only it wasn't him that forced me into things I didn't want to do.

"Did you find what you wanted?" He asks softly and I hold back the flinch when I am brought back to reality yet again. He looks at the bundle of clothes in my hands and smiles but it's not warm this time. It is sad, forced I should know what that looks like.

"Y-Yes, is the bath ready?" He nods and grabs his clothes from the bed he had laid out for himself. He motions for me to follow him, and I feel my heart stop for just a second, this wasn't fear anymore. It was something much more than that, and better than that.

He sets his clothes down on the counter and strips his sweater and shirt over his head and he tosses into the hamper behind the door.

"Talk to me, tell me what is on your mind." I murmur and walk up to him, placing my clothes beside his and then smoothing my palms over his chest. He looks at me, with such hollowness and I swallow the lump forcing its way up my throat from my chest.

"I don't remember that day, and that bothers me, to know he locked me away like I was nothing. I—" He looks away from his almond eyes closing tight.

"Tell me more about him when we're in the bath, I really hate this smell on me." I step away from him and slide my clothes off, but he doesn't watch or look like he did before. It is like he is ashamed to.

I ignore the slight pang in my chest and walk over to the bubble-filled tub, dipping down into the foamy warm water and hum as it soothes away the chill. He finally looks at me and then looks away, hesitating with his fingers hooked into the loops of his jeans.

"Do you not wanna join me?" I ask my voice soft and panicky, I felt rejected and I didn't realize how bad that felt.

"Of course, I do." He darts his eyes away and slips off the rest of his clothing and slowly makes his way over to the tub.

He really is remarkable, while not built like Namjoon or Taehyung, he is muscular. His abs defined but not overly so making him seem that much sleeker. His heart-shaped lips are soft but not overly fat and plush like my own, not pouty. His hands were large, dexterous, and gentle when they touched me. The warmth that radiated from him was as if the sun was kissing and dancing across my skin leaving a delightful soothing path in its wake.

He wasn't much taller than me, but tall enough where I could bury my face into his chest. His golden ears stood out against his orange-colored hair, and they looked so soft and inviting just like his eyes. Everything screamed warmth from him, even the languid way that he moved made a room seem that much brighter.

It terrified me, I could ruin someone like him in a heartbeat, I could break him into pieces with a snap of my fingers if I wasn't careful. Right now, though, he seemed as broken as I was. It was like he just wasn't there, and like always it is my fault, I should not have told him what happened.

When he finally slides down into, the foamy water he keeps his distance in the large golden-colored tub. Sitting all the way in the back, with his arms resting on the sides while he crisscrossed his legs tightly to him.

I huffed silently in my head and slid back to meet his crossed legs and shimmy my way into his lap ignoring the startled gasp that came from him. He stiffens beneath me and I, out of spite allow the hurt and anger I am feeling seep through the bond.

"Chim, I'm not trying to hurt your feelings, or make you feel like I don't wanna hold you. I'm just confused as to where we stand, where I stand with you." He whispers and I whimper leaning back against his chest when he spreads his legs out allowing me to settle between them.