Update: I got the Ben and Jerry's I wanted lol

Also such a cringe chapter soz

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"Why are you showing these to me?" Jimin asked blatantly.

He was very firm as he spoke, but he couldn't deny how he longed for the item inside the box.

This is what an addiction does to you.

"Because Jimin, you know how much you rely on these- - -"

"Not anymore Minho-" Jimin began to shake his head. "I'm doing fine without them"

"Yeah, for now you are" he rolled his eyes. "Of course now you're doing fine. You've got your girlfriend back and we've won the competition, but you need to realise it won't be this good forever. It's all good until you're in another fight with y/n and you'll need one of these, you'll be kicking yourself for ever stopping" Minho said in a persuading manner.

As much as Jimin said no on the outside, he couldn't help but long for a drag of one.

Just one.

But everyone knows that when ever you crave something, you never just have one.

It starts off with one and slowly the numbers climb to two, three, four and so on.

"Why are you so adamant to keep me on cigarettes?" Jimin asked.

"Because I know how much you would benefit from them. You depend on them" he said, hoping Jimin wouldn't pry further.

Jimin was completely back and forth in his head. He had you now and he was so completely over the moon with it- - - the happiest he could possibly be. But having cigarettes what just something his body craved.

Although he wished it didn't.

"Come on Jimin! You remember the feeling of pure ecstasy when you inhaled that heavenly smoke. I am even going to make you a deal" he began and Jimin just sighed as he listened. "I'm going to give you a free supply of these, just for you and maybe you could tell some of your about them. If you see them having a hard time, suggest it to them to try these cigs" he spoke with a sly smile as he saw how Jimin contemplated.

"Why would I give someone something like a cigarette? They're horrible in every way and they kill you" Jimin asked, feeling uneasy at the slightest thought of giving one of his close friends a cigarette.

"But think about how happy they made you!" Minho began, seeing how Jimin was slipping away from the idea. "This is a great deal, you get free cigarettes and in return all you have to do is spread awareness to others about how good they make you feel"

Jimin looked up and saw you speedily walking over to him.

When you arrived at the table you were quick to see the pack on the table. You picked them up and threw them on the floor before squishing them under your foot.

"What the fuck!" Minho exclaimed and moved to stop you.

You grabbed onto Jimin as Minho picked up the now-useless packet from the floor.

"Don't listen to him, he makes them and he's just trying to get his business running by using you! Who knows what's even in them, don't trust him please Jimin" you begged. "You've been doing so well" you added onto the end.

"Are you serious? Is that the kind of sick money-sucking business you were trying to get me involved in?" Jimin asked Minho.

"No! Of course not" he tried to say.

Jimin just shook his head and wrapped his arm around you, leading you away from the commotion towards the exit.

But before you could leave, Minho grabbed onto your shirt and turned you to face him.

"You have always been a bitch I hope you know that" he seethed.

Jimin just swung a fist at his face and it landed right on his nose.

Minho stumbled backwards and cradled his face.

"Shut the hell up" is all Jimin said before making it outside the building.

He dragged you all the way to his car and you both got inside.

Jimin put his keys into the keyhole and was about to turn on the car when you reached over and turned it off.

Jimin looked at you in confusion, wondering why you wouldn't let him start the car.

"Talk to me chim" is what you said and you said it so softly. "I'm worried about you"

He didn't speak straight away after you said that. He wanted a moment to collect his thoughts and you sat patiently as he did so.

"I'm sorry I got addicted to those horrible things in the first place y/n" he said after he contemplated.

You could hear just how upset he was as he spoke.

"I know you're sorry, we've already been through this. It wasn't your fault, you weren't in the right place" you explained to him.

"I know, but I still feel awful about it and I hate to tell you this but when he put those cigarettes on the table in front of me I could have easily picked one up and lit it because I'm so weak" his voice was scratchy and you could see how emotional he was becoming.

"I know Jimin" you gently placed your hand on top of his and gave it a gently squeeze. "I know what an addiction does to you and I know how hard it is to stop"

"You do?" He asked looking at your indistinct silhouette in the darkened car, the only lights illuminating the vehicle were the streets lights that were dotted around the area.

"Well not exactly me personally, but I remember begging my mom to stop" you said with so much seriousness and sorrow laced between the words you spoke. "And she would stop after I asked her to. I used to watch as she would found the days that would come and go and she hadn't smoked. I remember seeing her always agitated though. Always tapping her fingers against the table, or bouncing her leg up and down when she was sitting down. But it would only take one set back for her and she would be back on them in a heartbeat to escape what she was feeling at the time. I never used to be angry when she would do that though, because that was her way of dealing with hard times, but I also felt down in myself that I couldn't be the replacement she needed from cigarettes" you admitted honestly and you could see how Jimin listened to intently. "And I don't want that to happen with you, I was too you and naive to know what to do with my mom, but this time I'm not and I'm going to be the replacement you need me to be Jimin"

"You shouldn't have to do that" he whispered in response.

"Don't start talking nonsense" you said to him. "Don't you remember all that time ago? When we first met?" You asked him.

"Of course I do" he said softly.

"Yeah and I was at the worst point in my life? No family, no friends, living in debt, working all around the clock, coming home to an abusive father et cetera, et cetera..."

"Yeah I remember it y/n-"

"Yeah and then you came- - - and you cared for me" you said, feeling yourself getting emotional as you looked deep into Jimin's eyes. "You became my family, you introduced me to your friends, took me away from any debt related matters, you came to visit me at work to make the time I spent working so much better- and enjoyable - and not to mention you kept my father away from me and you gave me a new home where I felt safe" you listed out every he had done over the time you had known him- - - all the things he had done to make you feel better.

He looked at you with the most caring eyes as he watched the tears pool in your eyes. He pulled you off your chair and sat you on his lap.

"For once in my life I felt happy, completely and thoroughly happy. I'm not trying to say I wasn't happy when my mom was alive, but there was always that fear of my dad always being there. You gave me all the things I could've ever dreamed of and you asked for nothing in return. Even when I was an annoying idiot and kept refusing your help, you would still stick by me" you explained it all out to him.

"You are, and never were, an annoying idiot" he murmured, but you chose to ignore it.

"So if you are telling me, Park Jimin - the man of my dreams -, that I shouldn't have to help you when you're at your low point, then why the hell did you help me at mine?"

"Because you deserve the world- - -"

"So do you" you spoke slowly, trying to lean on your point. "Let me help you. Let me be the person I wasn't able to be when my mom was struggling. Let me be the person you were to me all those months ago who picked me up off the ground and gave me a whole new chance at living how I wanted to. Please?" You asked, hoping and praying with every fiber in your body that he would agree.

"Okay" is all he said and you were jumping with joy on his lap. "Woah there, you don't want to start something you can finish" he murmured and you went completely red. You both just chuckled innocently. "I'm going to be hard work y/n. I'm going to snap at you some days and get annoyed really easily" he clarified with you.

"And I'll be ready for it all darling, I can promise you that" you told him and he nodded.

"You're like my Muffin in shining armor"

"At your service" you bowed before you smiled and attached his lips to yours.

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It was the next day and you woke up in Jimin's dorm, his arms wrapped softly around you making you the little spoon.

You began to turn, wanting to see his face.

You didn't realize how much you would miss his morning appearance until it was gone.

The messy bed hair and the soft curves of his face.

Once you were competing turned to face him he squeezed his arms tight for a few moments.

He blinked his eyes open and smiled at the picturesque view laying before him.

"I missed waking up beside you" he said groggily and you chuckled.

"Me too" you whispered.

"Wow, that daisy stayed in your hair- - - it's a little squished though" he said looking at the sad-looking flower above your ear.

"I don't mind" you smiled and then began to stretch.

"You're adorable in the morning" he spoke, his voice still groggy.

You just blushed lightly and he pressed his nose against yours and nuzzled it lightly. He then kissed your nose and from there began to kiss your jawline down your neck to your collarbones.

"How are you feeling after yesterday?" You asked and he paused his affectionate kisses.

"Better- - - I don't know how long it will last though" he admitted and you nodded.

"That's okay" you said and pressed your palm against his cheek. "Not to quote high school musical or anything but we are all in this together. And that means me, you, Jiyun, Jungkook, Namjoon, Taehyung, Jin, Hoseok, yoongi and everyone else" you encouraged.

"Damn high school musical?"

"My mom got me the CD when I was younger" you chuckled.

"That reminds me that I have a surprise for you" he said and got out of the bed.

He didn't have any clothes on due to last nights endeavours but he was quick to put on some boxer briefs before rooting through one of his drawers and finding a sheet of paper and handing it to you.

"What's this?" You asked.

"Read it and see" he smiled and climbed back into bed.

You scanned through the pages and looked at him shocked by the end of it.

It was the Christmas present.

Remodelling your mothers grave.

"Jimin- - -"

"Before you say anything, I want you to know that it is from me and my mother so if you say no she'll be very offended" he was quick to say this to you, knowing you would've refused to accept it otherwise. "I know you didn't have the money to make the grave what you wanted it to be and this way you can" he spoke softly.

"And this way- - -" he began to speak and you looked toward him.

"I can finally meet your mom"

TBC

A/N: BANGBANGCON was so amazing I'm still not over it. I legit have post-concert depression.

Now I'm really sad and I need a hug but social distancing is being a hoe

Lots of love xx