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𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗥𝗜 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦!

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     JIMIN AND ASTRID WERE IN THE BATHROOM, GETTING READY FOR THE DAY. She was washing her face as he applied shaving cream on his face. Astrid quickly washed her face and used a towel to wipe her face. She was just in time to grab the razor before his hand got hold of it.

     "I want to try." She smiled innocently at him. He looked at her in horror. He had never in his life have someone else to shave for him. He shook his head which made her whine.

     "Oh c'mon! I won't cut you." She continued to beg him. "Please." She added in some aegyo. Jimin rolled his eyes and sighed. He finally gave in.  "Just this once."

     "Yeah!" She smiled in victory. Jimin smiled at her. He wrapped his arms on her hips and put her on the counter. "You need to shave here or else you'll cut me."

     "I'm starting now." She held the razor near his face. He leaned back avoiding the razor. "Wait, don't begin there." He showed her how she should do it. She nodded her head eagerly.

     He winced and closed his eyes as she shaved. But as she went further, he opened his eyes. He looked at her concentrating face. She bit down her lower lip as she focused on the task.

     "Done! It wasn't that bad." She said proudly. Zooming out of his thoughts, he moved to the mirror and checked his chin. She jumped off the counter and cleaned the razor. "You did quite a good job." She grinned.

     "Don't let it go to your head." He poked her forehead. She giggled and put some aftershave on his face.

     "Maybe I'll let you help me shave more often." Jimin murmured.

     "Are you guys done? We need to go now," Namjoon interrupted the pair and looked at them.

     "Joon, look I shaved him, what do you think?" Astrid pointed at Jimin.

     Namjoon looked back at Jimin. He nodded his head, satisfied. "Nice, you should start shaving one of us later," The pair laughed and nodded, walking out of the bathroom.

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     JIMIN SIGHED AS HE READ THE COMMENTS ON HIS LAST SELFIE. There were a lot of positive comments and he was happy about that, but it was also negative comments which bugged him. He shouldn't think of the negativity, but he couldn't help it.

     Lately, he's been feeling down. He barely eats and sleeps. The others knew about his state and wanted to talk to him about it but decided against it, knowing that he wouldn't open up about this.

     The weight in his heart got heavier as he breathed. He took deep breaths and closed his eyes to avoid any tears falling. He turned off his phone and threw it on his bed, and sat down putting his face in his hands. His dark thoughts started to kick in, and he closed his eyes, trying to think of positive things.

     A knocking on the door made him jump out of his thoughts. He stood up from his bed and walked to the door, slowly opening the door, he was met with Astrid's worried face.

     "Noona, come in," he said in a soft tone, gesturing with his hand. She gave him a smile as they sat down on his bed. She stared at him, studying his features. He was staring blankly at the floor. With a sigh, she took his warm hands in hers and gave it a squeeze.

     "Jin made dinner," she said gently. Mention of food made him tense, he was so caught up with work and anxiety that he forgot to eat.

     "I know eating is the last thing you want right now, but try to get something in your stomach," she continued and gave him a smile. A moment of surprise caught her off guard when he suddenly hugged her. He sobbed into her chest, hands clutching at her t-shirt. She held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked her chest.

     "Please don't cry, Jimin," Astrid whispered, afraid if she spoke louder she would tear up too. "I-I'm sorry." he stuttered and let go of the hug and wiped his tears, shyly looking down. She shook her head, putting a hand on his cheek.

     "You shouldn't be taking their comment seriously, Jimin. It's not true." she answered and put her hand on his shoulder.

     "I'm useless, Noona. I can't even do anything right a-and, I don't even deserve to be in this band-" he got cut off by her stern voice, "Don't you fucking dare to say that, Park Jimin!" she snapped. He slightly flinched and looked down.

     "I'm sorry," he apologized in a quiet voice, making her eyes soften. "Didn't mean to yell," she whispered, looking at him with an apologetic look. He shrugged her off with a small smile.

    "Just please promise me one thing," the older female said, while he nodded. "Promise me that whatever is bothering you, you'll come to me or the boys," she explained and ruffled his hair.

     "I promise."

     "Good. Now c'mon the food is probably cold." Astrid joked and held his hand as both of them went to eat dinner with the others.