Pairing: BTS x Reader (Y/N)
Summary: A Valentine comedy. Y/N thought her luck had ran out. One is for being single on Valentine's Day. Second is getting into a series of unfortunate events on one day. Now what if those things turns out to be lucky a...
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While walking on your way back to the cafe, you can't help but feel the pain from your arm which you think is due to the collision you had with Taehyung.
So you checked and saw it was scraped and is now bleeding. Thankfully, you saw a pharmacy on your way.
Knowing you're already pressed for time, you rushed for the entrance, and did not notice someone was about to exit. That is when your head slammed to the door of the pharmacy.
"Frickin FrUitCaKe! Dammit!" You cursed, your palm covering your forehead, your eyes shut because of the pain.
"Oh my god, I didn't see you! I'm so sorry!" The guy behind the door said. He quickly moved beside you and you felt his hand on touched your hands that is on your forehead.
Am I freakin' invisible? You thought, taking with it the last bit of patience within you. As much as you know how embarrassing it is, you just can't help but break down and cry in front of the stranger.
The day was just too much. Working alone on Valentines while seeing a lot of couples together, spilling coffee on 'The Prince', losing your favorite omu-rice, conned! and lost the ramen in the convenience store, crashing into a weird guy and bled, and now hitting your forehead with a door.
"Oh, please don't cry. Did I really hit you that hard? I'm so sorry miss." You hear him say, his hand now patting your head.
You sniffed and with tears on your eyes, you looked at him.
"No. uh, it's... I... it's not your fault." Well, not entirely your fault. You thought to yourself.
"What do you mean not my fault? I opened the door to your face." He then noticed how you were holding your arm and he turned it delicately.
"Oh my god, you're bleeding!"
He looked at you with so much worry, "Come sit here, wait for me." He tells you as he guided you to sit on the bench beside the store.
After a few minutes he came back. He opened the plastic bag and took out a cotton ball and alcohol that he bought, cleaning your wound while gently blowing on it to help ease the pain.
You let him do his way. You were too embarrassed to say anything so you just watched him so focused on what he was doing. You noticed he's actually good-looking and you can feel he has a good personality and you felt warm.
He took out a band-aid and stick it on the wound on your forehead after he cleaned the wound. Feeling a bit relieved and satisfied with it, he smiled and looked up at your face.
"There!" he said speaking to himself, "... and for the pain..." He browsed to the bag and pulled out an ointment. He then leaned towards you, his face a few inches to yours while he dabbed the ointment to your forehead.
He was too close that you even noticed how fair and firm his skin is, and you blushed.
He smiled again, his eyes now looking at you, "Feeling better?"
You couldn't help but smile back and nod, "Thank you."
"It's the least I can do." He then got up and offered his hand to you, "I'm Jimin, by the way."
You shook his hand.
"I'm Y/N." and as you looked at it, you saw the time from his wristwatch. And then suddenly remembered work and you opened your eyes wide in shock and immediately got up from the bench .
"Oh my god! I have to go!"
He was taken by surprise with you and was not able to utter a word when you bowed.
"Thank you, again. I have to go back to work."
"Uh... wait, can you meet me tonight at 7PM in Jamsil Park?" he quickly asked.
You were too much in a hurry to register what he asked and just answered, "Sure, sure!"
"Okay!" he smiled wide. "Take care!" he waved at you.
