Warning: Slight mention of throw up? 
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"Uuuuh, I lost my balance?" he asks and gives you an awkward I'm-in-pain smile.

"You're insane...," You sigh and rub your your forehead in tiredness. 

"Never said I wasn't," he shrugs and you give him a poker face look but then he hiccups and you can't help but giggle a little bit. 

"Wait here," you tell him and afterwards help him sit on a chair by the kitchen table, placing his wounded hand carefully on the table,

"Don't move it," you instruct him and he wordlessly nods. 

At this you turn around and go to the bathroom to bring all the supplies you need along with a lamp with bright white light so as to be able to improve the lighting in the kitchen, and make focusing on his wound an easier job for you.  

Once you return you find Jimin muttering to some incoherent lyrics with no particular rhythm, you don't pay attention to it blaming his drunken state. 

You place all the stuff on the table and spread them out in the order you'll be using them. You take the lamp and plug it in the power point and place it by Jimin's hand to let all the light fall on Jimin's hand without blinding you however. 

Afterwards, you pull a chair, sit and adjust yourself on it to a comfortable position in order to treat his hand. 

"Ooohhh, are we gonna play surgery?" Jimin asks as a giggle follows. 

You give him a weird look, once again being surprised by his actions. 

"You sure are one childish drunk," you chuckle to yourself but he hears you. 

"I'm childish all the time," he says, pursing his lips and afterwards making weird sounds with his mouth. 

With a clean pinch you remove the piece of glass that is stuck in Jimin's palm and afterwards you clean it with rubbing alcohol and the drunk boy instantly hisses the moment the alcohol starts burning and he tries to take his hand away but you grab it and keep it close. 

He doesn't continue expressing his displeased feelings and you fall back into silence. At this your brain finds the opportunity to run back to tonight's events at the party, especially the events that took place on the second floor of the bar. Where you found Cody, or more correctly, Cody found you and then dragged you a the way next to that door and cornered you there making several attempts to kiss you and... Admitting To having feelings for you? 

Why would he have feelings for you? You've only known each other for a few weeks after all, it's not enough time to properly develop feelings for a person, and besides that he's in a relationship with Chae-Rin, he cannot have anything for you. 

But let's not forget about the highlight of the light where Jimin and Chae-Rin came out of that room together and everything took a different turn then. 
And now you realize,

What the hell did he want with Chae-Rin in that room? 

"So, what were you actually doing with Chae-Rin in that room?" you ask without even giving it a second thought, the moment the question popped up in your mind it rolled out of your tongue. 

Jimin playfully looks around the room and a mischievous smile lands on his lips, "Why do you wanna know? Jealous?"  he asks wiggling his eye brows as you raise your eyebrow in disbelief at him. 

"You whish," you tell him playfully and start wrapping up his hand with gauze,

"Now tell me 'cause at some point I'll have to face Chae-Rin and I need to know,"  you say and safe-clip the gauze, you turn the lamp to throw the light to Jimin's face and you see him squinting his eyes, you turn his jaw with your fingers to the other side so that the light can fall on the hit area around his eye,

"unless you want to 'break up'"  you say thoughtlessly once again, referring to your fake relationship with him.

"What?" he asks and turns his head to look at you with wide eyes once again, "No! We won't! If we do she won't back away!" 

You find yourself in question once again, Jimin seems like a person who is strong and doesn't let other people affect him, yet again he cannot face Chae-Rin and put her fucking ass on its rightful place, which is away from his life. 

"You know what I don't understand?" you ask as you sit down in front of him and look at him through furrowed eyebrows. 

There's a high chance he'll answer your question since he is drunk and he has been more open with you in this state than he has ever been in a sober state. 

"Wut?" he asks mispronouncing the word on purpose. 

"Why do you need me to keep Chae-Rin away?" you ask and he looks up, moaning in discomfort, avoiding your gaze. 

"You don't know all the details to the st-tory," he says still looking up at the ceiling. 

"Do you want to tell me?" you cock your head to the side and he moves his head so as to look at you. 

"How do I know I can trust you?" he squints his eyes in suspicion but obviously it is fake suspicion, right now, he feels like you are the best person to spill all his secrets to, besides Taehyung, of course. 

"I don't know, can you?" you truthfully respond. 

You don't want to force the details out of him. If he wants to tell you, then perfectly fine, yet if he doesn't feel comfortable or doesn't trust you enough to tell you then that's fine as well, his past with Chae-Rin is non of your business,  if we're being boldly honest. Though, that doesn't mean that you are not interested.

"Eeeeeh," Jimin takes a deep breath and starts spilling the secrets he didn't want you finding out,

"I had really strong feelings for her that is why I became a terrible mess after she left me. I was really bad, took me a lot of time to get back on my knees and believe that I had gotten over her,"  he says and rubs his eye with the hand that is not injured,

"She was away and it really seemed like I didn't feel anything for her anymore, but when she came back and we accidentally met a park the other day she kissed me and I just couldn't push her off," he says and you nod, signaling that you understand. 

"So, what I get is that you still have feelings for her, but you don't want them to suffice, and you want to keep her away so that they don't," you say making small hand movements and Jimin slowly nods. 

"Hhmm," you hum while processing all the information your just found out. 

It isn't far from your assumptions, but you still had to clarify them. 

You feel empathetic for him. 

Yes, you have never been in the same situation he is, but you try to put yourself in his shoes and imagine how you would be if someone 'bad' came back and tried getting you back, you being weak towards them, but still not wanting to fall to the temptation to go back, you'd try to build up as many walls as possible to keep them away. Just like Jimin has done; at the moment you are Jimin's wall, not only because playing his 'girlfriend'  makes it harder for Chae-Rin to reach him, but also because he seems to be getting over her with your help. 

"Are your feelings for her strong at the moment?" you ask him and his red eyes land on you, giving you a blank look. 

He blinks a few times, trying to read his feelings as he pictures Chae-Rin in his mind as he expects to get sparks, hatred, anger, sadness or any emotion at all, like he usually does,  but now...

He feels... 

Absolutely nothing. 

It seems like she's just a stranger to him, and he knows nothing about her, feels nothing about her. 

Then he snaps back to reality as you cock your head to the side and give him a small smile, in order to make him feel more comfortable. The moment his eyes land on your warm and welcoming ones his stomach explodes in fireworks. 

Or maybe not fireworks....

"Uuhh, can I go to the bathroom?" he asks but doesn't wait for your answer as he stands up and dashes to the bathroom. 

After a few moments you hear him hurling. 

​​​​​​ "Of course," you sigh as you stand up and go to the bathroom only to see Jimin resting over the toilet awaiting for the next wave of hurl to arrive. 

You go and squat next to him, placing you hand on his back and forming circles with your hand so as to sooth him,

"It's okay,"  you tell him push his hair away from his forehead. 

You sit there for a few more minutes, ignoring the horrid smell, as Jimin goes through the process of getting rid of the alcohol and any substance he drank, that his body considers should be out of his system. 

Jimin growls and he rests his head on his forearm on the seat of the toilet,

"Sorry,"  he mumbles. 

"You should be sorry for yourself," you tell him as you help him sit up,  "You're the one with the major upcoming hangover, not me," 

"Shut up," he playfully growls and you place his arm around your shoulders in order to support him.

You slowly walk out of the bathroom after you've helped him clean up himself and you lead him to your room, once he realizes where he is going he can't help but ask,

"Are you going to take advantage of me?" he says, obviously referring to the dirty. 

You freeze for a moment trying to figure out what he means by this and after a second of silence you burst out laughing. 

At the beginning Jimin feels like smiling to the sound of your laugh, however his plans are changed as a huge pang of pain hit his head, 

"Yaaaah, shut up, my head hurts," he growls and you try muffle down your laughter and continue leading him to your bedroom. 

"You're seriously going to take advantage of the drunk me, aren't you?" he asks once again. 

It seems like Jimin is getting out of his drunk state and entering the hangover, but yet again he's not out of the drunken state enough so as to realize what is going on and what he's saying. 

"Why would I ever take advantage of you?" you ask and snicker at the last part, as you open your door and help him inside. 

"Because I'm h-hot," he says with a hiccup at his last words and you silently laugh once again, as he plops on your bed and makes a failure of a sexy pose. 

"You're not in the right state to be vain, Jimin," you tell him and ignore his stupid questions as he shifts his position on your bed and you help him get comfortable, arranging the pillows. 

Once he's lying on a recovery position, to prevent him from choking if he is to throw up again, and also to make him comfortable enough to fall asleep, you are reminded by your subconscious that you must keep him hydrated, and he hasn't drank any water since the moment you came home. 

You wordlessly rush to the kitchen, step over the pots and broken pieces of glass and fetch him a bottle of water.  

Once you return you see that the had already closed his eyes and I probably falling to sleep, but you are forced to wake him up since he needs his fluids. 

"Jimin," you lightly shake his shoulder and his bloodshot eyes snap open. 

"What?" he asks with a hoarse voice. 

"You need to drink water, you must keep hydrated," you tell him and he nods slowly sitting up. 

You open up the plastic bottle and help him drink it. 

Once he's stopped drinking you take the bottle back, close the tap and place it on the nightstand.

Immediately you move to aid him lie back in a recovery position and cover him with a blanket to keep him warm. 

You sit on the ground, folding your legs and lean your back on the closet. 

No matter how much you want to go to sleep on the couch, or even Eun-bi's room you cannot, because you have to look over Jimin. 

You constantly need to check his breathing, his pulse and be there in case he needs to throw up again, and now and then stir him to get a response to check if he hadn't passed out or showing any signs of alcohol poisoning. 

Thankfully from what you've seen so far he has non of the symptoms, but you can't hold on for much longer, your eyelids keep growing heavier and it becomes harder to keep your eyes open. Eventually everything turns black, your head rests back on the closet door, making your neck really uncomfortable, but you can't care less because all you need right now is sleep. 

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