Cared For #Yoonmin

13: Such A Good Boy

THIS SONG IS FREAKING AMAZING OMG YESSSSSSS!!!! I'm so proud of them. 😭💜💜💜 what a bop ❤️

Prepare yourselves for this one guys, 😏😏😏

Some real shit is about to happen...

Sorry this chapter is so long

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Jimin's POV:

Yoongi carries me all the way home, it's not a long way, but the fact he treats me so gently makes my heart beat a little faster.

When we finally make it back to the house, I notice the man from before is gone, as if he was never here, but the things scattered on the floor, is evidence that he was here.

I wonder what happened whilst I was gone?

Yoongi places me down onto the couch, I adjust so I'm comfortable and look up at Yoongi, stood in front of me.

I only just now register the metallic scent in the air and it's definitely not coming from me.

"Yoonie! You're bleeding!" I quickly find the bleeding area- on the front of his thigh, his trousers torn, so I can see the injury through the slit in the material.

"Shit, I didn't even notice it. But, don't worry about me baby, I'm fine. You're all I care about, kitten, okay? Only you, I couldn't give a damn what happens to me, as long as you're alright. Besides, it's not that bad." He tries to reassure me, but his words do the opposite.

I shake my head, not happy at all with what he just said.

Wriggling off the couch, I get onto my knees in front him and quickly pull his blood stained, black sweatpants down, being careful not to rub the fabric over his thigh.

"Jimin!? What are you doing?" He shouts, questioning my actions.

I ignore his question and observe the cut on his thigh- which, now not covered by fabric, looks even worse.

He must've gotten the injury when he came running after me in the forest.
He hurt himself whilst looking for me... I now feel very selfish and guilty. I made him get injured and I need to fix it.

I need to help somehow. I owe it to him, besides I don't want my boyfriend to be in pain, I love him, I don't want him to be suffering...

Like some sort of strange instinct, I lean forwards, mouth centimetres from his cut, still slowly oozing out thin lines of blood.

Yoongi watches me, puzzled and intrigued into silence.

I tentatively lick over the wound, pressing my tongue down slightly-

"Shit, Jimin what are- Oww fu-!" But almost as quickly as he was grimacing in pain, his pain disappears and he's silently watching me.

I look up at him, as I continue to lick his thigh, taking glances at his thigh as the redness starts to disappear, the cut decreasing in size...

Healing.

The broken skin fuses back together before my eyes.

With a few more licks and sucks of my mouth, the cut is completely gone, the area of skin looking pristine, like there was never an injury there in the first place.

"Jimin... H-How... Did you do that? What... Just happened?"

I shrug, being clueless myself. Nothing like that has ever happened before, but it was like at the sight of seeing Yoongi injured, an instinct kicked in, that told me to I had to help him and that's what I did... But I healed him.