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**CHAE-EUN POV**
I woke up to a bright sunny sky, and the scent of mint. I opened my eyes slowly and saw his face. Jimin's face. Inches away from mine.
"AHHH!" I jumped up and fell on my butt. "Oww..."
"괜찮아요?"(are you okay?) he said as he rushed from the other side of the bed to help me.
"Why am I in your bed?" I spat.
"You don't remember last night?"
"L-last..night?" Fear crept up in the pit of my stomach. I tried hard to remember what exactly went down last night, and the thought of my second-chance-at-virginity being lost went away. "I remember. We kissed, right?"
"Oh, we did more than that, 자기. It wa-"(honey/babe)
"Okay you don't have to remind me." I said, cutting him off.
I walked out of his room and headed to the kitchen. I pulled out a package of kimchi and rice.
"Peanut," Jimin started.
"Hm?" I replied, still making my food.
"How're you awake? I thought we had to wait a week. How did you find a donor?"
"Taehyung donated. The doctor said since he was already there, he might as well donate. He's AB+ right?"
"That little-he said none of us were compatible! He lied and I had to deal with a crazy sasaeng!" he shouted.
"What? A sasaeng? Who? Was it Jiseul?" I questioned.
"Kwang-soo." he replied.
"Kwang-soo? What did she do?"
"She was willing to let you die in hopes of me and her getting back together..that doesn't scream sasaeng to you? I'm tired of dealing with those."
I finished making my food and sat at the glass table.
Wait..
There was no glass table. In fact, there was no space to sit, the couch has been flipped over. My bedroom door, and bathroom door is gone, the glass table shattered, hole in the wall, and knife on the floor. What in the heck happened?
"Jimin." I said.
"What? Did I do something?"
I sat my food on the island and walked over to him.
"YOU DESTROYED MY APARTMENT!" I shouted as I kicked his leg. He fell to the ground, holding his leg up to his chest.
"Aish, that hurts! he exclaimed.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but maybe that wouldn't have happened had you not destroyed my home." I said walking away. "How am I supposed to fix these doors?" I mentioned, rubbing the hinges that were still intact.
"In my defense, you broke the bathroom door." he said whilst still laying on the floor.
"And in my defense, I had to throw up, it was an accident. You purposely broke everything else."
"In my defense again, I went beserk because of you." he chimed.
"Speaking of that," I started. I walked over to his weak form on the floor and bent down to his level. I placed a soft kiss on his, warm, full lips. He kissed me back, and then I pulled back. He faked a pout which made me giggle. "I don't want you hurting yourself anymore. I can't bare to see you bleed, let alone cry."
He pulled me back in for another kiss and smiled against my lips. "I won't. I promise." he said.
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**JIMIN POV***
She was here. It wasn't a dream. She is alive.
"I won't. I promise." I said, smiling against her soft lips. I pulled away, trying to get up off the floor.
"Dang, there goes my chances of becoming a dancer..." I said.
"Dancer?" she repeated. "I thought you liked to model?"
"No, not really."
"Then why did you-"
"Becuase my mother forced me to. I've always dreamt of becoming a dancer. I like to move my body freely and express my emotions without words. But how can I dance with an injured leg?" I laughed.
"Then let me take you to the hospital, see if anything's broken." she said.
"Speaking of hospital..." I mumbled.
"Hm?"
"When I went to visit Jungkook..."
"Yeah?" she persisted.
"There was a masked man...who...who..." I couldn't find the words. I was still too shocked that the maknae of our group had to be in a coma.
"Jimin? You don't have to talk about it if you don't want—"
"Who tried to cut his IV." I finished.
Her eyes widened. "Cut his IV? Who'd want to kill Jungkook?"
"That's what I need to find out.." I said biting my lip.
"But first, we take care of this leg." She mentioned. "Let's go."
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**A/N***
Hey, sorry for the short chapter! I'm trying to keep up with two stories at once!
Have a good day/ night/morning/evening/ afternoon(?)!
-Bong Bong

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