Nice to meet you. I love you. |BTS JIMIN HS FF|

8

I did go to the hospital after I got home. Joon took me, telling me I should start a tab at some point with how many times I've been there.

At least this time it wasn't anything serious. It was just a sprain. I need to keep it wrapped up for a few days and be careful with it, but other than that, I should be fine.

But another day comes.

'Morning.' Jimin greets me as I pass him by in the hall. 'How's the hand?'

'Oh, morning, Jimin.' I smile. 'It's alright, thank you. I had it checked and it's just a sprain.'

'Glad to hear it's not something more serious. They should really make sure these floors are not wet. It gets slippery.'

'It's just me being clumsy. If I paid more attention it wouldn't have happened.' I sigh

'It wasn't your fault there was a lake in there. Anyone could have slipped. You don't have to blame yourself for everything that happens, you know?'

So not used to this. I'm used to hearing people tell me I'm a clumsy idiot. Which is true. But never that it's not my fault.

'Come on. Let's get to class.' He smiles and goes for the books I've been holding pressed against my chest with my non-injured hand

'What are-'

'Just let me help you? It's not like I'm carrying you. It's a few books.' He chuckles, taking them without putting any effort in it

'Thank you, but you really don't have to do that.' This is a bit embarrassing. He is too nice.

'You would have done the same.'

We were just about to enter the classroom when the doors flung open with force. I braced myself for the impact to the face, but the door never came.

'Okay, maybe you do have bad luck.' Jimin laughs

I opened my eyes to see him blocking the door with his hand. He stopped it right before it smacked me.

'Are you okay?!'

'I'm alright.' He chuckles. 'I am hardly going to die from holding back some door. Come on.' He opened the door, letting me in first. I think he just wanted to make sure I don't get almost hit again

'Th-thank you.' I stumbled over my words for no friggin reason

'Try not to die sitting down.' He jokingly patted my head and went off to his desk

'What's going on here?' Iyera whispers to me as soon as he left

'Nothing much. He just saved me from getting smacked in the face. That is about it.'

'I'm just saying, he's really hot. And he's nice.' Ah. So she's starting

'Don't even. Please.' I raise my hand to stop her

'It's been months. You need to move on, Ye. JK is not worth it.' She wanted to kill him ever since he broke up with me. If she ever finds out about the two of us, she will kill us both

'Okay, okay. Go study.' I shoo her away, too lazy to explain that I am overwhelmingly unready for anything or anyone at the moment

I felt someone's eyes on me, so I scanned the class quickly, but no one was looking over. I only saw Jimin moving about in his chair a bit, but nothing or no one else looking this way. I guess I'm back to imagining things.

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'Come onnnnn! We haven't had one in ages!' Iyera was pretty much hanging on me, whining

I've got a house to myself, do she wants to do like a movie night/sleepover. Which I'm not against at all. It might do me well.

'I was gonna agree to it without you strangling me to death.' I laugh

'Yes! Yes! I love youuuuu!' She smushed my face and started kissing me everywhere, landing one even on my lips. Unfortunately, nothing unusual for her

'Do I even wanna know?' Taehyung asks, making her freeze. She turned to him with a smile on her face, still not letting go of my face. It was a bit comical.

'We're finally having our movie night T-T!' She squeals

'Ahh, I see.' He laughs. 'You've been going on about it for a while now.'

'You could have just asked me about it, you know.' I can barely form words with her squishing my face still

'I didn't want to be annoying.' She mopes

'But you can annoy me just fine, can you?' Taehyung teases her, earning a light punch in the tummy from her. He just groaned, pretending he's in pain, then hanging on her.

'Can we have like a group movie night?!' She beams at me

'I'm down. Why not?' I chuckle. 'But the three of us are not a huge group. I'll be third wheeling in my own home.'

'We'll solve that easily.' Taehyung smiles

'Oh, don't you dare invite him.' I threaten

'Not what I had in mind.' He motions to the lockers where Jimin is standing, taking things out and into his bag. 'That okay?'

'Yeah. That's more than okay.' Iyera grins at me

'Thank you, Yeona.' I tell her sarcastically, laughing along. 'But yes, he's more than welcome.'

'Let's go.' Taehyung hugged Iyera as we walked over to Jimin. 'Morning, Busan boy.'' Taehyung teases

Jimin shook his head, chuckling a bit. 'Morning. What's with the welcome committee?'

'Wanna do a movie night with us? We're going over to Yeona's place on the weekend to watch movies and all that, if you wanna join.' Taehyung asks

He looked over at me a bit questionably, probably looking for an okay.

'We do this every now and then. Movies and food. It's fun.' I add

'I was sold at the food part.' He giggles. 'I'm down.'

'Yess! I won't have to listen to these two on my own. My saviour!' Taehyung hung himself around Jimin's neck, almost pulling him down

'Jesus.' Jimin grunts through the laughter

'Do you know where she lives?' Taehyung asks him

'How in the hell would I know that?' Jimin laughs. 'I don't even have her number. Or any of yours for that matter. Horrible friends, really.'

'I seriously haven't given you my number yet?' Taehyung seemed the most shocked

'No?' Jimin snorts

'Right. Phone, pretty please.' Taehyung request, and Jimin passes him his phone, chuckling still

'Next one.' He passed the phone to me to give him my number. This felt a bit weird, but we are friends. It's not like I'm giving him God knows what.

I passed out to Iyera right after, and then she gave it back to Jimin.

'There. You're all equipped.' Iyera grins. 'Here.' She gave him her phone to put the number on, and all of us followed.

I guess it's better late than never. A month in, and now we remember. Good job us.