Requested: Could you please do a Drabble with Jimin for #47 & #19. Thank you in advance!:)
Okay so first off I love your bio because girl same. And secondly, I’m sorry if this isn’t a super fluffy angsty drabble :/ It’s not my best but I tried with it.
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Word Count: 689
“How many times do I have to tell you, just let me help.”
“Tell me the truth.”
Why? Why did I have to be so clumsy? Why did I have to fall and hurt myself? Why did I have to do it at dance practice? And most importantly, why did I have to do it in front of him?
You were pulled up, balancing on one foot and hopping over to the couch when you were picked up and now cradled in someone’s arms. You couldn’t help but give off a small yelp at the surprise of being picked up. Your arms hooked around the person’s neck on instinct and finally had a chance to look at them..more like look at him.
Your stomach tensed up and suddenly you were squirming out of his arms and trying your best to make it back down to your one foot but he wasn’t having any of that.
“(Y/N), knock it off you’re going to fall.”
“Let me down Jimin.” You let go of his neck and tried turning your body but his grip around you only tightened.
“Just let me help.” You shook your head continuing to try and get out of his grip but still no loosening of his grip. You eventually gave up, letting your head fall back and giving Jimin all of your dead weight.
You heard a door open and that’s when your head snapped up and you saw you were in the room where all the medical supplies were along with a doctor that was always on standby. Jimin set you down and started reaching for your ankle to help you bring it up on the bed but you quickly smacked his hands away and backed up.
“How many times do I have to tell you, just let me help.” Jimin’s voice was stern and his eyes were staring at you. You didn’t say anything, just diverted your eyes down to your hands to avoid the longing looks Jimin gave you. You felt your leg get placed gently on the bed, the stinging pain coming back to your ankle, you winced when you tried to move it. Jimin sat beside you, your back facing him.
“Why don’t you ever let me help you?”
“(Y/N) what did I ever do to you? If I did something to offend you I’m sorry but I-”
“You didn’t do anything.” You interrupted him mumbling your answer.
“Then why don’t you ever let me help you?” His words sounded desperate almost as if with your answer it could completely shatter his heart.
“I can’t tell you that.” You mumbled again, you felt your heart beating from inside your chest and you were almost sure he could here it. You felt his hand place itself on your shoulder and you tensed up, quickly regaining posture so he wouldn’t notice.
“Just tell me, tell me the truth.”
With a deep sigh you turned your body, letting your leg down lightly before you let your eyes drift to his. You could feel the fear in your chest wanting to take over. Maybe it wants to protect me, you thought. But there wasn’t any danger to begin with. Jimin wasn’t a danger, he wasn’t dangerous to you, he was just dangerous to your feelings. The fear is like a big ball of anxiety in which you really don’t need. But nevertheless you open your mouth to speak.
“I like you.” Your eyes divert themselves back to your hands for a moment before looking back to him. “And you make me really nervous, like all the time but-”
His lips brushed yours, at first it was a simple peck but he quickly went back to your lips. The innocent kiss turned into a teasing one that was hot and fiery. His kiss was demanding and you knew you should have pulled away but you didn’t want to. You could no longer think straight, hands placing themselves on the back of his neck Jimin pulled away only a moment to whisper your name. Your heart flutters at the mention of your name on his lips, never has your name sounded so good and so right and suddenly you were leaning in once again.