Through My Eyes |PJM Fanfiction|

~6~

[Jimin's POV]

"Oh...she left already Hyung?"

Jimin smiles at his younger brother's soft voice coming from the hallway, his head nodding softly.

"Mhm. I just had to ask her a question."

"What question was it?"

"She agreed to walk me to school."

Jimin jumps when he feels the burn of Jungkook dabbing a cottonball on his forehead, his brother softly chuckling in front of him.

"Hyung you need to be careful trusting people. She's really weird."

"Yah Jungkook. She's older then you, use your manners."

"Hyuuunnnggg."

"Jungkook."

"Fine, but I don't trust her. Especially leading you through busy city streets."

The room goes silent for a moment as Jungkook finishes cleaning his wounds, Jimin's voice breaking the silence.

"Um..Jungkookie.."

"Yes Hyung?"

"What...what does she look like?.."

"The Noona?"

"Mhm.."

"Ah...well...she's kinda short compared to you...I don't know..."

"Is she pretty?"

"Eh?! Hyung!"

"What?!"

Jimin hears his brother's flustered breath as he stands up and stomps down the hallway, his voice carrying to the living room.

"Put on some dry clothes and shower Hyung. Dinners almost ready."

Her voice is pretty...

I like how it sounds...

Jimin tenderly reaches up and feels his own face, his fingers gliding over his features as he tilts his head towards the floor.

I wonder if I look handsome when I go to school...

I wonder if she thinks I'm handsome...

What am I even saying?

She doesn't know me...she just happened to be walking by...

"Hyung! You need tk wash up for dinner!"

"Alright Jungkookie."

Jimin smiles to himself as he stands up and begins carefully walking down the thickly carpeted hallway, his teeth nipping at the inside of his lip.

I think...

I actually made a friend today...

(Y/N's POV)

WILL THE RAIN EVER CEASE.

Your boots crash against the deep puddles of rainwater as you make your way into the sliding glass doors of the hospital, your chest heaving from running.

I swear if it doesn't stop raining I'm moving to the desert.

You glance past all the onlookers staring at your obvious rumpled wet clothing, your mother's tired eyes widening when you enter the room.

"Honey! What happened?!"

"Ah...nothing...it's just raining outside..."

"You have blood on you!"