"Jiminnnnnnn please stop!"

You send your boyfriend the deepest glare you can muster as he sits in front of you with a spoon, warm soup balancing on the end of it.

"Come on Sweetheart just eat it!"

"Jimin my arms are working fine! I can eat my own soup!"

"You don't wanna go anywhere though how am I supposed to help you if you stay in bed?"

"We've only been home five hours!"

Jimin furrows his eyebrows and sets the soup down on your bed side table, his plump lips pushed out in his boyish pout.

"I....I just wanna help you Sweetheart...I feel bad...like I'm the reason you hurt your leg..."

Awww...Jimin...

"Well....Collin is pretty busy...so I'm without snuggles right now..."

You watch Jimin's eyes light back up as he dives beside you on the bed, his head laying on your chest immediately.

"I can help you with that."

You give him a soft chuckle as you drag your fingers through his thick raven hair, your voice a soft purr.

"Chimchim.....it isn't your fault that happened...I should have listened to you and Jin....I wasn't feeling right after that party..."

Jimin tenderly leans up and kisses your neck as softly as possible, his hair tickling your chilly skin.

"I...I'm still so sorry your leg is hurt...now...the competitions..."

You swallow hard and lay your face in his soft locks as you nuzzle your body into his.

"It's alright....I'll just go watch you get first place. I'll even get one of those cheesey pretzels for when I watch."

"Cheesey pretzel?"

"Yeah! Those soft pretzels with the nacho cheese. I always see people getting them in the stands."

Jimin smiles wide and chuckles at you as he moves up to where your head can lay on his shoulder, his fingers intertwining with yours.

"You're so cute."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are. Accept my compliments overcooked potato."

"Yah! Park Jimin!"

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"Ah! There's my precious hurt child!"

"Jin Oppa...."

You internally sigh when Jimin sits you down in your kitchen chair, your hair sticking up everywhere as Jimin sits beside you.

"Jin Hyung, you have to watch her for me and make sure she doesn't try to walk on her leg."

"Jimin it's six o'clock in the morning...I wasn't going to walk anywhere...especially since I don't have to go to practice..."

Jimin flashes you a boyish smile before tenderly grabbing you hand while giving you a pleading look.

"Or...you could still come to practice...and just not skate..."

You give him a frown as Jin places a plate of pancakes in front of you, his spatula lightly slapping Jimin's hands.

"Jimin-ah! Have you no manners?! This child is injured and you dare ask her to go with you to skate practice?! She needs to be resting right here and eating my delicious cooking!"

His cooking?

"I have a few cookie recipes I'd like for you to try out today."

You turn to Jimin with a serious look, your voice flat and merciless.

"I'm staying here."

"Your loyalty lies with Jin Hyung's cookies....I'll admit, that hurt Sweetheart."

With a soft grin you open your arms and welcome Jimin's perfect hugs, his freshly applied cologne causing you to already miss him.

"I'm going to miss practicing with you..."

"Jimin-ah you're going to be late."

"Alright....bye Sweetheart..."

"Bye Chimchim..."

Your heart aches when he closes the door behind him, the sound of his Audi pulling out of the driveway causing you to frown deeply.

"Oh come on hanging out with me isn't that bad!"

"No...Jin Oppa...I'm sorry...I'm not bummed to hang out with you..."

He gives you a light chuckle and pats your shoulder, his smile never faltering.

"I know Y/N-ah. I'm sorry your leg is hurt....I know how important skating is to you."

"Yeah...hopefully I'll be better before the big competition...maybe I can at least perform there...even if it's last place..."

"I'm sure you'll get in there and crush the competition. Now, wanna get to those cookie recipes?"

"You know it."

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"Alright, Jimin-ah should be home in a few minutes. Do you need anything?"

"No...Thank you Jin Oppa."

You smile sweetly at him from your bed as you slip your headphones back on, your fingers clicking away at the mouse on your laptop.

If I can't practice...I can at least work on my song a little bit in peace and quiet.

"SWEEEEETHEEAARTTTT!!"

So I thought.

"Chimchim!"

You smile wide and watch Jimin drop his bag in your doorway, his body flopping down on your bed beside you.

"Sweetheart, I don't know if I can practice anymore."

"Why?! Did you get hurt?!"

"Nope. I just miss you too much to focus on my routine. I fell down and had to do push ups."

"Awww my poor Chimchim..."

You tenderly comb your fingers through his hair as he reaches up and grabs your headphones, his cheeks puffing out whene places them on your head.

"Can I hear your song?"

"Sure."

You smile softly and press play while returning to Jimin's hair, a grin appearing on your face when you see his eyes beginning to close.

He gets home and falls asleep?

He must have had a hard day...

"Sweet....heart..."

"Yes Chimchim?"

"I love...your song...it reminds me...of all those years you performed...I watched every performance..."

"Oh did you now?"

"Mhmm....you kicked everyone's butts..."

You giggle softly and lay your head back as Jimin's eyes flutter shut, his arms loosely wrapped around your waist.

"You're the best Sweetheart....don't ever go away..."

"Don't worry Chimchim, I won't."

"Mmmm...good...."

You smile wide and bury your face into his hair as you close your eyes, your painkillers taking effect and making you sleepy.

Don't you go anywhere either Chimchim....you're so special to me now...I can't imagine my life without you....

(A/N): BTW if you know where I got the name Mingi from, major brownie points for you 💜

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