Edited.

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It was a few moments past midnight and you were still awake in the locked bedroom.

You had a blinding headache that was stopping your insomnia taking over your consciousness and you thought that maybe drinking some water would help.

You slowly got up from the bed and padded your feet across the room to the door and opened it.

You stepped out of the room and felt a presence beside you. You turned your head and saw a tired mochi on the floor, sleeping upright against the wall.

Your heart ached at what he was doing.

He must've been so uncomfortable.

You were mad at him, clearly. You weren't going to forgive him so easily for what he had done to you. But you couldn't just walk passed him after seeing him asleep, outside your bedroom door, lying against the wall.

You would've carried him to your bed, but you were too weak for that.

You sighed and walked back into the room. You grabbed a pillow and a blanket, and walked back to the hallway.

You gently lifted his head and put a pillow between him and the wall.

He seemed to snuggle into it when you did so.

You then gently placed the blanket over his body, hoping it would keep him warm.

He clenched onto the blanket, sighing in content.

Your heart clenched at the sight before you.

You looked over his features that you remember like it was yesterday that he left.

You couldn't help but reach a hand up to his head and stroke his fluffy blonde hair.

"Happy birthday asshat" you whispered, your hands moving down and caressing his cheek.

You stood up and leaned down to him and kissed his forehead.

You ran your fingers through his hair one last time, savoring the moment while you could.

You then didn't feel the need for a drink of water and went back inside your room, but not before glimpsing one last time at the guy on the floor.

You closed the door after entering the bedroom And wandered over to the bed.

You knew you weren't going to be able to sleep.

Might as well try though.

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Turns out, you were right.

You didn't sleep, not one wink.

You heard a knock at the door and your tired self was boosted with energy.

"Y-Yeah?" You coughed out, your voice raspy.

"It's me, Jungkook. Breakfast is downstairs when you're ready" he reported.

"Thanks kookie" you said, your voice a little loud to make sure he could here you.

"No problem" you heard.

You rubbed your tired eyes which got little to no sleep last night.

You got dressed in comfy clothes because there was no point in putting any effort into your clothes as you were going on a plane for a few hours, there is no logical reason for being uncomfortable on purpose. But also, it's not like you needed to impress anyone, Jimin has Alex now.

And yet, you still found yourself looking in the mirror, fixing your hair before going to breakfast. Once you came to your senses, you rolled your eyes and scolded yourself for trying to look good for him.

You wandered down to the kitchen and found Misun cooking breakfast for everyone.

You were about to acknowledge how kind she was for doing that, but you were to distracted by all the eyes on you when you entered.

Some of the group were sitting on the windowsill with their plate of food on their laps, while the rest were around the table which had one seat vacant beside the one and only park Jimin.

Misun was quick to give you a plate of food with a cheery 'good morning' greeting with it.

You weakly smiled and took the plate but not before saying thank you through your dry voice.

You looked around for somewhere to sit, trying to avoid the space beside Jimin for obvious reasons.

The window ledge already had two people sitting there, and they didn't look comfortable.

"There's a seat here" you heard Jimin's voice say as he gestured to the seat.

You glanced daringly at him.

"I think I'll find somewhere else to eat if that's okay with you Misun" she looked over at you after hearing her name.

"Of course, make yourself at home" she smiled.

You nodded your head in thanks and went to the nearest room, which happened to be the living room.

You sat down on the couch and began to eat your breakfast.

You finished most of the egg but only took a few bites from your bacon and you barley touched the rest of the food.

You didn't eat half of what was there due to not having an appetite.

Yoongi walked into the room, his eyes darting around the room

"Did you see my phone?" He asked searching under cushions. "Ah-ha! Never mind, I found it" he said holding it in the air.

He looked over towards you and saw that you had barley eaten.

"Not hungry?" He asked, sitting down on the couch beside you.

You shook your head, "Nope" you said, popping the P.

"You know why?"

You looked towards him confused.

"Because you hardly eat anymore, and your body is not used to eating food. You're worrying all of us, y/n" he said putting a hand on your shoulder before standing up and leaving the room.

Your eyes turned back to the food on your plate. You were considering trying to eat more but the smell of the food was enough to make you nauseous.

Not that it tasted bad, because it didn't.

But you knew Yoongi was right.

Smartass.

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You had already said your goodbye and thank you to Misun and the group was currently at the airport, waiting patiently for the flight to be announced.

Luckily, the car trip to the airport wasn't too bad. You sat beside Taehyung and fell asleep on his shoulder as you were tired from not resting the night before.

You were now sitting on uncomfortable, plastic chairs. You decided to get up and go to the duty-free shops as you were sick of sitting on those chairs.

As you were browsing, you felt something vibrate in your pocket, you took out your phone and saw Jiyun, Jimin's mom, calling you.

"Hello-"

"Well? Do you have him? Is he okay?" She asked, obviously stressed.

What mother wouldn't be.

"Yeah we have him, he's fine" you replied.

"Well can I speak to him?" She asked eager.

You glanced over to where Jimin was sitting. You saw him hopping his leg up and down while he slouched in his chair with his hand covering his eyes.

"Yeah, sure" you replied.

You slowly made your way over to Jimin, a few of your friends saw the direction you were headed in and smiled.

Jimin eventually saw your figure approaching and sat up to face you.

You didn't say anything, you just held out your phone to him. He took it without discussion and held it to his ear.

"Hello?"

You could hear the excited squeals coming from Jiyun through the phone. You couldn't help but chuckle a little, drawing Jimin's attention to you as he smiled but you quickly composed yourself and left him with your phone and continued browsing.

After nearly half an hour, you were sick of the sight of the shops. You found your way back to the uncomfortable chair. You opened your carry-on bag and took out a book that you find yourself constantly re-reading.

You sat in an awkward position on the chair, your fingers twirling your hair as you read.

Jimin has finished his call with his mother on your phone and walked around searching for you in the shops which he saw you walk in the direction of.

He curiously looked at the wallpaper on the lock screen of your phone and he felt his heart thump as he saw the picture the both of you had taken before he left.

It was you and him in the noodle place where you had that date together a few months ago. You were cheekily grinning with your eyes closed and your head resting on your hand as your arm was perched on the table. He was reaching over and kissing your cheek.

You could see the smile on his lips as they touched your cheek.

You looked happy.

He looked up from the picture and saw you sitting on the chair you were in before. He sighed and turned off the phone before walking over to you.

As he got closer to you, he noticed you twirling your hair with his fingers making his heart go soft.

He hasn't seen you do that in a very long time.

He summoned the courage to go over and talk to you. It's like he had a crush on you and he wanted to ask you on a date.

Like the first time he spoke to you.

Except at that stage it was a high school crush.

Now it's a lot more than that, it's love.

He strolled on over to you and tapped your shoulder gently. You turned to face him, your body immediately stiffing.

He held out her phone to her, "thank you" his voice coming out quieter then usual.

You kindly took the phone and nodded as a gesture saying 'you're welcome'.

He glanced at the book clutched in your grasp and recognized it as a book he has seen you read many times.

"It's a good book" he said after a few moments of awkward silence.

You looked down at the book and then back towards Jimin. "Yeah it is" you managed to voice out.

Jimin eagerly sat on the empty chair beside you, "I read it a lot while I was here, it reminded me of you" he said, happy he was getting you to talk.

"That's nice"

"Who's your favorite character?" He asked, hoping to get you to talk more.

"I don't know" you sighed.

He frowned, "I also did a lot of sketches-"

You couldn't handle the tension and awkward conversation so you stood up, "I think I'm going to go buy some m&m's"

"-of you" he finished, watching your figure stride away, "I did a lot of sketches of you" he whispered watching you fade into the crowds

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The flight home wasn't too bad. You sat beside Namjoon as he was watching movies and you had occasional conversations with him.

It was only 5:00 pm when you landed back home and everyone decided to go out for dinner to celebrate Jimin's birthday and arrival home.

They found a restaurant near the airport and luckily they gave the group a table without reservations.

Jimin made sure he was seated beside you.

It was the only way he wanted to celebrate his birthday.

With you. Wether you were furious with him or not.

As you were eating, well more like picking at the food as you weren't that hungry, your hair was annoying you, so you decided to tie it up.

As you were gathering your hair while everyone was talking, Jimin put his hand on your arm and leaned in close to your ear so that no one would hear.

"They'll see the marks" he said, referring to the bruises on your neck.

Your breathed shakily and dropped your hands by your side leaving the hair to annoy you again.

"Thank you" you said causing the corners of his lips to turn up.

"No problem" he replied, he looked back at you and began to speak again, "Are you ever going to tell me where you got those?" He asked to which you looked back nervous.

"I don't know" you replied, "I'm scared to"

"You don't have to be scared around me, you can tell me anything and everything, you know that I will listen, I'll always listen. Please trust me." he said, the aching need to call you Muffin was tearing him inside.

"Look Jimin, we are celebrating your Birthday, can we just leave it until later, please?" You pleaded.

Jimin weakly smiled and nodded, respecting your wishes. He slumped back in his chair and watched as you sipped at your drink as the conversation at the table flowed through out the evening.

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You went home in Jin's car as before you left for China, two cars had to drive to the airport. Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung were in the car, as well as Jin who was driving.

Jin pulled up outside your apartment building. You repeatedly said thank you as you got out of the car, Jimin following close behind as you got your bags and made your way up to your apartment.

Jimin took one of your bags, not wanting you to carry two bags, and you both walked up to your apartment after waving to your friends in the car.

You sighed as you heard Jimin's footsteps behind you as you walked up the stairs to your home.

You inserted your keys into the lock of your door, jingling them until the lock clicked open.

Jackson must of heard you because he slammed open the door to his apartment, which was beside yours, and perked put his head, hoping to see you.

Once he spotted you, he raced out of his apartment and picked you up, twirling you around in the process.

"Oh thank god your safe! I haven heard from you in like 24 hours what's wrong with you? I was worried sick" he exclaimed, making you chuckle.

"Put me down you jerk" you giggled as he put you down.

Jackson turned to see a jealous Jimin watching the seen in front of him. Jackson held out his hand and waited for Jimin to shake it back.

Jimin eyed his hand skeptically but eventually returned the gesture by shaking his hand.

"It's good to see you Jimin, it's been awhile. Don't worry about y/n over here, I took care of her don't worry!" He reassured.

Jimin felt the fury rise through his veins. The thought of you with Jackson and him 'taking care' of you made him see red.

"I'm sure she's delighted you're back. She started crying so much when she heard she could go get you" he smiled.

Jimin looked towards you and smiled when he saw your flustered, embarrassed face.

Just by seeing your expression made him forget all about his anger.

"I'm happy I'm home too" he grinned.

TBC

A/N: I hope you enjoyed!!

I get that this story can be confusing at times, and that's my fault I'm really not the best author. But if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask :)

Lots of love xx