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Nervous.

That something close to what Jimin is feeling now. Maybe something even more beyond nervous. Perhaps he's getting a panic attack by how uneven his breathing is growing, also by how obnoxiously his hands are twitching and rubbing against his dressed pants as he stands in front of the university building, seeing various colors flash before his eyes by how sick to his stomach he feels.

Okay, he's going to be alright.

This is just like starting school all over again!

Wait, what if he gets bullied?

Oh please not another whole four years of torture!

The thought only made Jimin's tiny body tremble, maybe sniffle a little, but soon felt every cell in his core melt when in slight-not really- calmness. It was wen he felt Jungkook's strong arms wrap around his shoulders from behind, pressing playful kisses to the side of his head before pressing the side of his face against his to watch the view of the main university building before his eyes.

Well, at least that helped a little bit, still didn't ease the nerves in Jimin's stomach by how he was going to face this world on his own.

Oh Lord please guide me.

"Angel, relax. You are only taking two classes today, calm down," Jungkook snickers against his ear, probably sensing how badly Jimin is shaking against his arms, "Watch, this is going to be so different from high school, it'll be a better beginning for us. We're going to pursue our dreams with the classes we want, this is amazing!"

Ha, Jungkook, appreciate the enthusiasm, not helping so much now.

A thick gulp drops down Jimin's throat, trying to nod to himself that this is going to be a good and new beginning for himself. He will grow and learn new things about what he wants to study, maybe even meet new people to be friends with -ha, wishful thinking- and perhaps he could join a bible studies club here.

Okay, that's the positive mindset he should have.

This is going to be good for him.

A step closer to his career.

He can do this.

Even though Jungkook isn't going to be on his side for that journey, but at least he'll be home when Jimin comes back. Jungkook already took his classes early in the morning in his Arts University, just to get it over with, meanwhile Jimin's classes are in the mid-afternoon. He wanted to be there as emotional support for his angel, even though Jimin wanted to do the same for him but Jungkook didn't want to interrupt his sleep.

So far Jungkook really liked his classes, making sure to give Jimin good vibes about his own classes.

There's ten minutes left before his class and Jungkook has managed to drag Jimin inside the enormous building, looking for his classes to accompany him while also taking his own tour around the college campus. If only Jimin could be just as fascinated about it as Jungkook, but maybe he will once he doesn't feel like he's going to puke his stomach acids out by how nervous he is.

Five minutes left before Jimin's Sociology class to begin and they finally found the auditorium. Jimin didn't want to go in yet, maybe considering running away while he still has a chance, but after a few encouraging words from his boyfriend and a couple pecks on the lips later -add onto a few bible verses to ease his tension, Jimin felt more set to go.

Kinda.

Not really.

But after Jungkook pushed him through the door, promising to see him home, there was no going back.

So nervously Jimin just rubs the lace of his backpack, looking to the large and slightly dark auditorium, looking towards the seats to notice a whole endless row of chairs all facing the stage, where the professor will have to be speaking soon.

And well..... There's a lot of people.

Maybe two hundred, who knows.

Ah great, where to sit now? All the seats looks like they're taken already!

With an anxious lip bite and running his hand through his messy brunette hair, that Jungkook curled cutely this morning, Jimin just goes up the steps and finds an empty seat at the edge, sighing in relief to the connected table to the seat that Jimin can slide up to rest his notebook as he gets his stuff ready.

"Ah shit-FUCK ME!"

The sudden voice beside him rattled Jimin in his chair, eyes widen as he looks to the trying to gather his notebooks and pencils that fell on the floor in front of him. Out of his tender nature he was going to help but the boy quickly got his things, since the space inside exactly the big either way, before sitting back with a loud sigh.

Jimin can already tell he's going to have to change seats when he has class again because he's in no way about to get distracted-

"Oh hey! Didn't notice you there! Was I being too loud?"

Too late.

For a second Jimin wanted to just find another seat, but it already seems like they were taken. The professor arrived and she seems to be taking her time to get class prepared, so Jimin really had no choice unless he wanted to appear rude.

So with a very tight smile, he turns his face to stare at the man.

Well.... He's very.... Radiating.

He has a very bright smile on his lips, that just reaches his eyes that coated with eyeliner. The first thing that comes to mind is 'pretty' when Jimin takes a look at him, feeling shy now by how confident he seems to appear as he didn't bother being discrete to how he was definitely eying Jimin with his gaze.

Okayyy, maybe this is a little awkward now.

Jimin nervously clears his throat, shaking his head, "No it's fine, just would like to concentrate in class."

The man smile widens even more, if that's even possible, and he maybe squeals a little before extending out his hand, "You're so adorable! My name is Woosung by the way, you are?"

Well, there's no escaping this now.

Actually, does this mean Jimin made his first friend in college? If they could even consider each other as friends?

Maybe he's thinking far too ahead into this.

So with a nervous hand, that's trembling like crazy, he shakes Woosung's warm palm, "I'm Jimin, nice to meet you."

Wow, Jungkook is going to be so proud of him! He actually met someone in college who isn't rude!

Even if he's a little.... Expressive.

Feeling more relaxed now, Jimin paid attention to class with a smile on his face.

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A/N:

Welcome to Healing Dollies! The sequel to Broken Dollies!

So I will mostly likely do what I did in Broken Dollies and it was jumping from Jimin to Jungkook's perspective in between chapters, in which will help in getting to know how the characters are doing with their new setting!!

Let's get it!!

I PURPLE YOU! <33