"Are you feeling okay?..."

"Y/N. That is the tenth time you have asked me that. I'm fine."

You blush softly at Jimin's agitation, ever since you brought him inside, his mood has done nothing but sour.

"Um..I'm sorry..."

Jimin looks at you with soft eyes, sighing and laying down in your bed next to your teddy bear.

"It's fine...my nose just hurts, how an I supposed to look like a greek god if my nose is bruised?"

Oh my god.

You chuckle and shake your head, rolling your eyes and placing an ice pack on his face gently.

"You're a dork."

"And you're an overcooked potato."

"Hey!"

"But...that t-shirt looks better on you than it does me...you can keep it.."

Oh?...

You blush and look down at the t-shirt hanging loosely over you, suddenly feeling embarassed about your exposed thighs.

"Th-thanks..."

"No problem."

"Hey guys...I brought chicken..."

You look over at Jungkook who walks in with two huge bags of fried chicken, you hop up and smile wide, clapping your hands.

"Alright! I'm starving!"

•••••

As you all sit in the bedroom, eating the chicken, you look over at Jimin who stares at his food sadly.

"What's wrong Jimin?"

"I can't eat this. It makes my nose hurt."

You frown and look at the heavily breaded chicken on Jimin's plate.

"Oh...I forgot that would hurt your face."

Jungkook looks over at Jimin, you roll your eyes and stand up, searching around thw place.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for something for Jimin to eat...there's nothing here, I'll go buy something."

"Y/N it's fine...I'll just try and eat it."

"No, you can't move your nose too much...give me some money I'll get some ramen or something."

Jimin fishes in his pocket and hands you a small roll of money, slipping on your sandals you open the sliding glass door and leave.

•••••

(Jimin's POV)

Jimin looks over at his younger brother, who chews his chicken loudly, a smile plastered on his face.

"You're a real asshole Jungkook."

"I told you, things won't end well for you, Jimin."

Jimin stands up, grabbing the younger male by the collar and lifting him off the couch.

"You may have done this to me in the past, but not this time. Not with Y/N. I will not let you do to her what you do to other girls."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Well then, I guess now we see who she chooses, ice dancer."

•••••

(Y/N POV)

Walking back from the little diner, a bag full of pancakes and warm syrup for Jimin to enjoy, plus you got him a milkshake to help make him feel better.

Poor Jimin...

Looking towards the hotel, you feel the sand squishing between your toes, still warm from the sunlight.

This place is paradise...I could live here.

Sliding the glass door open and walking in, Jimin still sits there looking at the chicken sadly, his mood lightens however when he sees you.

"Y/N."

"Yeah?"

"Welcome back..."

You smile and sit in front of him, pulling out all the food and opening them for him, pouring the warm syrup on the thick buttery pancakes.

"Wah...this looks so good..."

"Good, apparently they don't sell the kind of ramen we eat, so I went to the nearest diner."

Jimin smiles at you and grabs the milkshake, his eyes sparkling.

"You even got me ice cream?!"

"I thought you'd enjoy it..ice cream can cure everything."

He nods and takes a drink of the sugary ice cream, watching you with warm eyes.

"You're like a doctor and I'm the patient."

You look up at him as he winks, smiling with the straw in his mouth causing you to light up red in a blush.

"Yah. Get your head out of the gutter, I'll break your nose for real."

He blinks and covers his nose, narrowing his eyes but still slurping the drink.

Wow...okay.

•••••

"Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight Jimin."

Stretching out in the bed as Jimin turns the lights off, you pull the comforter over you and blush.

My bed smells like Jimin...

Burying your face in your pillow and taking a deep breath, inhaling Jimin's scent, which smells like fresh pine needles and a hint of expensive cologne.

He smells so good...

You pull your blanket around you tighter, wanting Jimin's scent all around you, it smells warm and comforting, reminding you of home.

Home...

Grabbing your cellphone and sliding out of bed, you walk outside and shut the door, dialing a familiar number.

"Hello?!"

"Mom?.."

"Oh hi Y/N! How is everything!"

"Um...pretty good..training hard..."

"Oh good! Your father and I are having such an amazing time here! We get to let loose and have fun."

Your chest clutches with sadness, hearing your mom's familiar voice.

"Say...Mom...um...when are you going to get the house back?...I'm living with friends but I don't want to keep imposing on them...it just takes paying the behind rent and they'll give it back to me..."

"Oh! Y/N your father and I are going out with friends! I have to go! Love you lots!"

The line goes dead as you hold the phone to your ear, your stomach feeling like its dropping to your knees.

She avoided my question again.

Why won't she get our house back?..

Feeling sad and sliding back into the house, you walk back into the room and swallow hard.

I don't want to sleep alone.

Looking over at Jimin who is curled up in his bed, there's another whole side empty.

I wonder...

You walk over to his bed, tears brimming your eyes.

"J-Jimin?..."

Pushing on his arm softly, he groans and turns the light on, immediately sitting up.

"Y/N what's wrong?! Why are you crying?.."

"Can I sleep with you?.."

His eyes widen as his cheeks light up red, pulling his blanket around his bare shoulders.

"U-um...s-sure?...but...but why?..."

"I don't want to sleep alone..."

He opens the blanket and lets you crawl in as he lays back down, his back facing you.

"U-um...g-goodnight Y/N..."

•••••

(Jimin's POV)

She's in my bed.

Y/N is in my bed.

Jimin tries his best not to have a heart attack from the girl laying in his bed, wearing only his t-shirt.

He shuts the light off, bathing the room in darkness as he can hear your breathing beside him.

I've never slept with a girl in my bed.

How do I do this?

Do I leave her alone?

Do I-

Jimin freezes when Y/N wraps her arms around his waist, laying her head on his bare back, her perfectly soft cheeks pressing against his cold skin.

She's so warm...

His face feels like its about to explode, rolling over as softly as possible, he pulls Y/N closer to him so she can lay on his chest.

This is how they do it in books...

Y/N shifts and lays her head on his chest, her tint arms still wrapped tightly around him, showing no signs of letting go.

Y/N...what are you doing to me?...

Do you...like me?....

(A/N): Lol, I suck as a writer 🤗