I sigh as I lay down next to my boyfriend and get comfy.

Work was stressful today, but it was fun all the same. I'm a little sad Jimin didn't feel well enough to celebrate with me and my friends, which is why I came home early.

My original plan was to stay out all night and crash at a friend's place, but I just missed him too much.

I roll over and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. Slowly, I smile as Jimin's cute nose comes into view, then his pink, bitten lips. His eyes become apparent to me last and I find him staring at me with tears.

"Ji?"

"Kookie....I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whispered.

I furrowed my brow and moved closer, draping my arm over his side. "For what? What happened?"

"I got scared and I couldn't stop myself." He whimpered, his words slurred. A couple seconds later he was sobbing into my chest.

But I knew. I knew he'd hurt himself again. I wasn't happy about it, but it was already done. The only thing I could do now was hold him and kiss him.

I just wish he knew how much I love him.

The next morning, I made Jimin sit on my lap at the breakfast table. I didn't want him to think I was angry with him.

Halfway through our meal, he stopped eating and let out a breath. "Kookie, I...I wanna start talking to a therapist. So...so I don't have to bother you anymore."

"You don't bother me," I countered, squeezing his hip. "You've never bothered me."

He nodded, but I knew he wasn't convinced. "But...anyway...if..my therapist recommends medication, I want you to help me stick with it. I trust you."

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "That makes me so happy, Ji. You don't even...you don't even understand how good it feels to hear that."

He smiled back and kissed my forehead, "I love you, Jungkook."

I put my chopsticks down and wrapped him in a hug. "I love you, too."