Jungkook walks in jimin's room again not saying a word, he hovers over him and leaves a peck on his forhead and caresses his soft cheeks

"I'm not troubling you today angel.. don't worry i'm going out now"

Jimin can't respond in any possible way he is in pain, he spent the night curling on himself on a fetus position maybe it could lessens the pain of the knifes cutting his abdomen. He cried his eyes out, the painkillers only worked on him for one or two hours, the rest of the night was a leaving hell

So when the sun rises and jimin takes his dose of antalgiques, his eyes starts closing and his body relaxes. The last thing he waits for is the dork guy from the elevator to come in his room looking like a ghost, kisse him and walks away again

"You need another kind of therapy you psychic" he yells after him loud enough for him to hear it