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Jimin Park

I watched Grace walk out of the room after slapping the skin cells off Seokjin, and I saw her hand cover her mouth.

She was crying.

She does that when she cries.

I know.

My heart broke as I witnessed that, but that was quickly replaced with fury when I turned back to the ass.

"Motherf**ker." I grunted, air blowing out of my nose as I punch Seokjin down to the ground in a second.

I ran out of the room and after Grace.

Grace Xiu

I left the party, leaking out of my eyes. My hand was covering my mouth, so my sobs could be kept under control.

I wanted to scream out and kill people, but I couldn't!

I wanted to punch the f**k out of Seokjin, but I couldn't bring myself too.

I wanted to backhand Cathy, but I was crying too hard. I didn't have much strength to give permanent damage.

I ran back to the garden because it was the closet place I know that no one is at right now.

"Grace! Grace!" I heard Jimin calling after me.

I fell to the grass and covered my face. I sobbed into my hands, not giving any f**ks if I sounded like a walrus.

Jimin kneeled down besides me and wrapped his arms around me. He hugged me tighter than ever with my head on his chest.

I shook from all the crying and Jimin just pressed me harder against him, giving me a comforting warmth.

"I hate myself." I cried out, staring into the sky. "I hate everything about me and my DAMN LUCK!"

"No, no, stop. Grace, stop thinking that." Jimin gripped my arms. "Do not hate yourself. None of this is your fault."

"Then why does it keep happening to me!?" I shouted.

I couldn't see Jimin clearly. My tears were building up in my eyes and blinking them away couldn't even help.

"Grace, it's not you. It's Seokjin. It's Minho." He said, breathing heavily too. "Me. It's their fault. It's my fault. Nothing is your fault, Grace. It's their problem, not yours."

I nodded over and over again, still trying to control my sobs.

"Grace, forget them. For-Forget them. They don't deserve your tears. They don't deserve your sadness. They don't deserve you!" Jimin whispered and stroked my hair.

I cried harder, tears fell faster.

The words that left his mouth made me emotional. It made me build up with relief and stress......and joy.

It was all too much to handle in just 2 minutes.

We stayed in this one spot until I managed to stop the crying.

I finally was able to stand up and walk. Jimin held my hands the entire way and helped me to my room.

Jasmine and Ashley were already in my room.

They had the room filled with sweets and snacks. My pajamas were laid out on my bed, ready for me to change into them.

"Baby..." Jasmine pouted as she held my hands.

"Poor baby..." Ashley pouted too.

I felt Jimin's hand leave me.

He was about to leave again.

"I'm going to talk to him for a second." I whispered to my girls.

They nodded.

I left my room and saw Jimin was walking to his room.

"Jimin. At least give me some time to thank you." I frowned.

He turned around and I crashed into him, hugging him.

His back hit the door and his hands landed on my waist.

"You don't have to thank me...." He says.

I looked up at him. "Yes, I do. Besides my girls, you've been the one to make me feel better even if I had the sh*tiest day ever."

His cheeks flushed and he turned away with a smile.

"I really appreciate you, Jimin. This weekend.....opened my eyes up again on how caring you really are." I grinned. "Honestly, if you weren't here.....with me, I'd be jumping off this hotel right now."

"Oh, that would not-"

"It was going to happen, Jimin. If-If you weren't there." I sighed, feeling tears threaten again.

Jimin hugged me close, placing a hand on the back of my head.

We were so close, I could feel his heartbeat quickening.

"Then I'm so glad I got you on time."

We both leaned back and looked at each other with the brightest, saddest expression.

My heart warmed and so did my cheeks.

I was pissed, stressed, and frustrated. But once I saw Jimin's heart...the negativity fell short and was replaced by the feeling of love and gratefulness.

I leaned up and kissed his cheek.

My lips didn't leave right away. I stayed.

His hands gripped my waist tighter.

He didn't want me to leave either.

I pulled back and Jimin's eyes were closed. I cupped his cheek with a hand and smiled.

"Thank you." I softly said.

"You're welcome."

"OH. MY. LIPTON TEA!"

We both jumped at the sudden loud voice and turned around, our arms quickly leaving each other.

Namjoon walked down the hallways, slow with his stride and his hand on the wall to help him balance.

"I found Seokjin." He slurred and pointed to us. "Him, Cathy, and that blonde b*tch that goes by Hannah."

"We-"

"They was in the emergency room." He laughed. "They looked MESSED UP! What truck hit them, am I-am I right?"

I looked towards Jimin and he shrugged.

"Cathy looked......dead." Namjoon continued laughing. "Hannah, her friend, looked bad too. I wonder what happened to them. Did they get attacked by dogs or some bulldozer crap?"

I covered my mouth to hold back a giggle.

My girls did wonderful.

"And wow....Seokjin is my friend, but I laughed when I saw him! I WHEEZED WHEN I SAW HIS OH-SO HANDSOME FACE! NOT SO HANDSOME NO MORE!"

"Namjoon, why were you in the emergency room?" I asked.

"I needed toothpaste for a bruise." He smiled.

"A bruise? How did you get a bruise?" Jimin gasped.

"I tripped over a horse."

We furrowed our brows.

"Yeah, I know what you're thinking." He held up his hand. "Why didn't I look out for a horse on the floor. Well, I'm sorry! I'm too tall to see horses beneath me!"

"Yeah....that's what we're thinking." I shook my head.

"Namjoon, are you drunk?" Jimin asked, cocking his head.

"Drunk! I don't know her!" He exclaimed and stumbled to his door. "I broke up with her years ago. I'm with Jennie now."

He opened his door and fell inside, face first.

"I'm going to help him get into bed." He carassed my arm. "You'll be alright tonight?"

"Of course. I have my girls. I think I'm all cried out. I'll survive." I sighed.

He looked at me, eyes sparkling. "Alright."

"Thanks again. I really-"

I got cut off by Namjoon crying.

"Namjoon, what's wrong?" Jimin went up to him.

"I hurt the floor." He sobbed and just stayed face first on the floor. "I can feel the tears. The floor is crying because of my sexy, clumsy ass."

"I'll see you tomorrow morning." Jimin turned back to me.

I nodded. "Goodnight."

"Sleep well."

Jimin lifted Namjoon up and shut the door behind him.

I went back inside my room and closed the door too.

"I saw you and Jimin." Jasmine had her arms crossed. "I saw you two. HMM?"

Ashley nodded. "I heard you and Jimin."

I turned red.

"What's going on, Grace?" Jasmine questioned.

I let out a sigh and looked down. "Seokjin is right."

"What? What did he say!?" Jasmine and Ashley widened their eyes.

"I think I still do love Jimin."