Trainee | 박지민

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Why of all days in the month, of all hours in the day, did it have to come NOW?

I'm gonna stain my leggings, and I'm around idols! OH MY GOSH!

I quit chasing Jimin as I internally panic, thinking of what I should do. They look at me clueless, wondering why I've suddenly stopped.

Obviously I need it covered, but I can't use my jacket! I'm only wearing a damn sports bra underneath! THIS IS A NIGHTMARE.

"Jimin," I say in a serious tone. "Hand me your jacket."

He looks at me confused, "is this how you ask someone for a favour?" He sticks his tongue out, continuing his teasing.

"Jimin, for once in your life, be serious and do me this favour." I show a hint of begging.

"Are you that cold that you need another jacket?" He chuckles. "In that case, you do need to warm up that attitude." I sigh deeply, not willing to take another of his bullshit.

Jungkook isn't wearing any jacket, so I have no other choice but to use my jacket. Perfect time to be wearing only sports bra right now Mia.

I reluctantly zip down my jacket and slip it off my shoulders, immediately exposing skin.

Jungkook jumps in surprise, quickly covering me with his torso and his arms around, without touching me.

I was touched by his actions, but I was too embarrassed to be thankful right now. Embarrassed from the sudden arrival of my period and from the over exposure of myself.

"Yah, what are you doing? Where are your clothes?" Jungkook says full of concern, looking away.

Jimin approaches us, also with a surprised look on his face, waiting for me to answer Jungkook's question.

I wrap the jacket around my waist, not needing to answer the question, knowing that they already get the message.

Jimin hastily takes off his jacket and puts it on my shoulder. The jacket gave me some sort of comfort, shield. I slide my hands through the holes and pull my hair out from the jacket. Jungkook moves away as Jimin fixes the jacket on me.

"You could've told me earlier." He stands in front of me, fiddling with the zipper as he pulls it up to my neck himself. My cheeks instantly heats up.

He was so close.

I look down, hoping the cap would cover my reddened face, but I slip a glimpse of smirk on his face.

Damn it.

Jungkook awkwardly pats my back, trying to comfort me. I chuckle at his innocence.

"I'll give your jacket back." I softly look up at Jimin in gratitude.

"It's fine if you don't. It doesn't matter. Do you need anything?"

I hesitantly nod and he chuckles.

We all stroll to the convenient store in awkward silence. I spend the whole time cussing to myself and cursing my life from all the unluckiness.

"Jimin," I whisper as we arrive. "I didn't bring any money." I don't know how I still managed to survive after saying this. My period comes, I need pads, and I have no fucking money.