The entire next day Jimin ignored me completely. If he saw Jungkook pushing me somewhere in a wheel chair, he would change direction and walk the other way.

He refused to eat because he saw me sitting on the table. Even Jin was surprised at his actions.

I tried talking to him once but he acted like he was on a call and disappeared behind the walls. If I wanted to get his attention, I knew what I exactly I should do.

I saw him in the living room working on his laptop and I knew now was the right time.

"Namjoon", I yelled for the older guy who was nearby.

"Yes", he came.

"I needed help washing my hair because my right hand is in a cast and I cannot do it by myself"

Jimin's eyes immediately looked up.

Target locked. Attention caught.

"Uhh", Namjoon said giving me a look.

"It's okay I mean. I am pretty comfortable that way. You understand what I am saying"

"Sure, yeah", he said uncomfortable.

"Namjoon, did you search the files I asked you for?", Jimin said standing up.

"What files?"

"The files", Jimin said emphasizing on the word files. Namjoon looked at Jimin who motioned him with his eyes to leave.

"Uh, yeah yeah. The files. Right. I am sorry Jena, I have to get Jimin some files"

"Oh it's okay. I will ask someone else"

Namjoon left leaving both of us alone. Jimin cleared his throat behind me. He did it twice or thrice but I refused to look at him.

"You need some cough syrup?", I asked.

"I can help you"

"It's okay. It seems you are always too busy to help me. Is Hoseok around, I will ask him", I said wheeling myself towards the kitchen.

"I am not busy right now, I will help", he said pulling my wheel chair.

"No phone calls to take?", I asked slyly.

"No", he said before pushing me into the room.

Just as we entered the room, I locked the door behind.

"Got you", I said.

"What are you doing?"

"You have been ignoring me long enough. I need to talk to you"

Jimin scoffed. He couldn't believe he fell for this.

"About last night..."

"Last night I said things which I shouldn't have. My mistake. Now let me go", he said coming towards the door.

"What do you mean you shouldn't have", I asked surprised.

"Because..."

"Because what?"

"Because it is stupid. I mean it's probably just a stupid little thing"

"Stop speaking in circles and say whatever you want to clearly"

"ItsjuststupidthatIthinkIloveyouwhenyouprobablydontfeelthesameaboutme"

(It's just stupid that I think I love you when you probably don't even feel the same about me)

Jimin said it as hastily as he could hoping she did not catch a word of it.

My eyes softened as I listened to this.

"Who says I don't feel the same way", I said.

"YOU LIKE ME? WHAT? HOW? WHY?" Jimin asked surprised.

"Do you know when it happened for the first time? The day we went to kidnap the dean, and for reasons best known to you, you kissed me. That is when it happened for the first time. And then so many moments came when my heart fluttered. But it fluttered the most when you came to save me. That day even in all the danger and chaos, I could only see you standing there looking at me with worry. I am sure Ma Dong heard my heart beat like crazy", I chuckled.

"You like me?", he asked as he moved closer.

"Like would be a very mild word", I said smiling.

He came and knelt down in front of me, until our eyes were at the same level.

"Is this is a dream?", he asked.

I pinched him hard on his arms and he winced in pain.

"Guess not", I heard him chuckle.

"Why didn't you tell me before?", he asked.

"I did not know you felt the same. I always thought you loved Stella"

"Stella was just a ..", he trailed.

"Stella was just a colleague with benefit", I completed.

"Yeah", he said embarrassed.

"It's okay. You don't have to be embarrassed. Healthy young people have needs",I said giggling.

Jimin laughed listening to this. All this felt surreal. Did Jena confess her love for him too? He always thought of it as one sided love.

"I love you", I said pecking him on the lips.

"I love you too, so much. More than you could imagine", he said returning the gesture.

"Okay now if you are done, send Hoseok in so he can help me shower"

"YAH", he said slapping my hand.

"Ah that hurts", I said holding my injured hand.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean to.. did it really hurt", he said holding it gently.

"No no. Now that you are here, I really need help washing my hair. They smell bad", I said.

He nodded before taking me into the bathroom. He helped me off the wheelchair as I sat on the steps of the bathtub.

"Take this off", I said motioning to the long dress.

"WHAT?", he asked surprised.

"If Stella asked it, you would have jumped at the opportunity", I snarked.

"Are you sure?", he asked.

"Yes", I said raising my left hand.

He hesitantly pulled the dress up. I could see he had closed his eyes. I smiled seeing this. He is such a cute mochi.

"Can I open my eyes", he asked.

"Yeah"

He opened it to see me in a tank top and shorts. Did I just hear a 'phew'.

He helped me get into the bath tub. Outside the tub he folded the bottom of his pants and shirt sleeves as he stepped in. He took the detachable shower head as he wet my hair.

We sat there and talked as he massaged the shampoo in my hair.

This could probably be the best moment in his life, Jimin said to himself. Sitting with the one person he loved, doing small things together. He couldn't have asked for anything more.

But why did it seem like this was short lived? That their happiness might not last that long. Was it just the calm before the storm?

A/N : Hello to everyone reading. Just wanted to say that I might not update regularly for this week because I have my exams.

Pray and help a fellow sister pass !! Uhh, university kills me 😤