#38. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
Jimin absolutely hated dissection days, the thought of tearing open a poor
creature made him sick to his stomach. Sadly, for him, Jimin’s professor had
forced him to participate this time because he had missed too many dissection
days. As the class donned their aprons and goggles, Jimin’s head started to
spin, and he didn’t even see the frog yet.
Standing next to him was his lab partner, Jungkook. The
strong smell of isopropyl alcohol filled their nostrils, the punch of dead
frogs never hitting them until the teacher had brought the specimens out.
Jungkook looked over at Jimin, whose face was starting to turn green at the
sight of a pile of dead frogs. His hand flew to Jimin’s, tightly squeezing and
staring at him reassuringly. Jungkook leaned over, his warm breath hitting
“I’ll be right here, okay?” He said, his fingers intertwining
with Jimin’s. With a gulp and a nod, Jimin stepped forward, grabbing a frog and
walking to their lab table.
“I can’t cut it open, Kookie,” Jimin said, quickly handing
him the scalpel, his hands shaking, “You do it.”
Jungkook’s eyes widened at the slightest at the sight of a
shaken Jimin. Taking the scalpel from the boy’s hands, his fingertips lined up
against the amphibian’s stomach, slowly making incisions and letting the smell
of a preserved specimen hit their noses. Suddenly, Jungkook noticed Jimin’s
eyes starting to roll back and his breath leaving his mouth as he fell in
awoke in Jungkook’s arms, his fellow classmates gathered around him with a couple
of them fanning his face.
happened…?” Jimin asked, his wide puppy eyes staring up at Jungkook. A soft
smile crept its way onto Jungkook’s face, his bunny teeth greeting Jimin.
fainted,” Jungkook said quietly as their classmates dispersed, “Straight into
face started to heat up, colour returning to his cheeks.
know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”