The world around him waved on the motion of the sea as he opened his eyes, having failed to comprehend when had he drifted to sleep again or where he was at the moment however after some minutes that he took to himself, Jimin's mind started functioning right again, recalling his whereabouts and everything that came with that information.

"Water." Was the first word he uttered as the thirst consumed his senses and his thoughts making him try his best to get out of his bed as slowly as he could. Upon standing on his own feet, however, the weight of his body felt heavier than he had calculated and he found himself almost falling face down on the floor. He took a moment to stabilize himself and regain his balance then with one arm around his ribs he slowly and more carefully this time, approached the door.

"Y/n..." He left your name escape from his lips, the sound of his voice still hoarse because of his slumber and you lifted your head from your laptop almost immediately upon being recalled of his existence which you had forgotten along with your surroundings as you were emerged in writing your articles.

"Oh! Wait, let me help you." You rushed to his side, having realized that he may be having trouble standing on his own and escorted him to the couch in which he sat down carefully with your help.

"I don't mean to sound demanding or anything but I seriously need some water." He informed you and you rushed to the fridge to bring him, someone, without a question. On your way back to him, however, your eyes so happened to fall on the clock that was on the wall and which to your surprise displayed ten in the morning.

"Oh wow! It got so late already, no wonder you are thirsty. You must be hungry too actually." She inwardly facepalmed herself for she had lost sense of time and had literally left a sick person all alone without even thinking once to go check up on him not even to give him water. Just how had he yet not scolded her, she wondered as she passed him the glass of water and he drunk it all in one go.

"Thanks. That was really refreshing. " He placed the glass at the small table you had before the couch then turned around slowly to take a peek at the watch, thing that after he does, he snapped his attention at you with wide eyes.

"Yep, surely that's a time for some breakfast. I assume as someone responsible for a wounded person, you must have some ready, right?" He questioned you even though he doubted that you had and considering how you started looking around as and scratching the back of your neck, he understood that his assumption was right.

"Okay...you have not made breakfast however I am sure you checked on me frequently in these past hours I was lying asleep, right?" 

"Oh Woah, I just noticed that this place needs some cleaning. So dusty, don't you think?" You trying to change the subject by taking hold of a pillow that you leave on the couch and hit it once or two then pretend as if an amount of dust escaped from it while literally, nothing came out of it.

"I think their decision of leaving me in your care was a mistake cause obviously, I see no difference if I had been alone. I sure can not cook for myself too and not look after my sleeping self. You aren't special." His response held a tone of attitude which even though it was annoying you could not say anything against it because he did have a point.

"I am sorry, okay? I didn't mean it, I just got carried away. Besides nothing happened to you, you are just fine." You argued and he literally scoffed before he put his hand over his chest, looking dramatically offended.

"Oh, I didn't know I had to die in my sleep for you to consider it important. Just in who's hands have they left me? An emotionless psychopath would most like show more care than you right now. It must have been ingenuine but he would pretend well." Despite finding his reaction a bit too extra, you just held your tongue and bit on your lower lip, before leaving a deep exhale escape from your lips in defeat.

"I will be more responsible of you, your highness. Now can you tell me what you would like me to order for you?" You made a grand bow as you couldn't help but be sarcastic after all and he smiled a bit, making you slightly relieved as he was not really mad.

"Leaving aside the fact that you aren't gonna cook for me because I don't wanna come off as picky, I will say you can order whatever you please and whatever you know that will arrive faster." You nodded your head at his response and rushed to grab your phone, intending to order from a creperie that was just around the corner and which made good waffles and pancakes too.

"Yes? I would like to order three pancakes and a crepe, please...yes a salty crepe..okay, thank you." You got off the line and informed Jimin that they will be here in ten minutes max then asked him if he wanted coffee since you had that at home and you intended to make one for yourself to keep you going.

"Not with an empty stomach. That won't do me good right now but you go ahead, make for yourself." He denied your request and you shrugged it off while thinking that for a workaholic that you considered him to be, he sure seemed to look after his health better than you had imagined. Minus the fact that he got himself wounded that is.

You were about to get into your kitchen and made your coffee but as soon as you took one step, the sound of your doorbell echoed, leaving you perplexed. " Talk about fast delivery. This is record time" Jimin commented, making you look at him briefly before you actually proceeded to go towards your door, finding the thought of being the delivery a bit absurd.

And as soon as you opened the door, you realized that you were right as it was not the delivery at all but it was BreeAhn, who greeted you good morning with a soft smile as soon as she saw you, only for her to be greeted back by the door that you shut in her face without a split hesitation, leaving her startled and perplexed.

"The heck?" She exclaimed in confusion while you from the other side of the door had rushed to Jimin and had literally grabbed on his arm, pulling him to get up.

"Hye, hey! Take it easy there, I am a wounded person I remind you." He complained at the harsh way you tried to handle him and pushed you away, making you literally jump up and down while whispering to him to hurry.

"My sister is at the door! If she finds you here, what am I supposed to say? Just get up and hide already!"

"Where am I supposed to go? This place is literally a mouse hole."He whispered back with an annoyed expression, despite the fact that he did get up and left you to escort him towards your bedroom.

"Just get in the closet. She won't have any reason to look there." You spoke of your sudden idea while the sound of your sister ringing the bell again echoed, intensifying the sense of hurry that had already consumed you.

"I, Park Jimin, being asked to hide in a closet, like some thief or secret lover when the husband of the woman he was making out with, returned home early." He commented as he proceeded to actually go along with your request and let himself squeeze in your small closet once you opened the door for him.

"Don't you think that you have watched too many movies?" You responded while you literally grabbed some of your clothes from the hangers and threw them over him, to cover him well.

"I am not watching them, I am acting them and just so you know, I have never done such a role." He retorted as he took off his face a clothe that you threw at his head by mistake.

"Well, lucky you. Free experience."You close the door on his face after speaking those words and rushed out of the room, leaving Jimin looking towards the door with a raised eyebrow and a confused face for a bit that soon mothered to annoyance as he really saw this as disrespectful.

"She literally shoved a super start in her closet and proceeded to claim I am the lucky one...This woman seriously-" He mumbled to himself as he tried to get himself a bit more comfortable, removing some of the clothes that were pilled under him, but as he did so he fingers came in contact with something that felt different and so he pulled it and brought it before him to see it.

It took him a moment to figure out in that dark atmosphere what was the thing he was holding but once he did he couldn't help but find his situation too funny to not laugh a bit at it.

"Okay, maybe I am the lucky one after all." He concluded as he still had your bra in his hold, the colour of which he had yet to distinguish clearly but he sure had made a mental note to make you regret the treatment that you gave him, for a long long time.

---To be continued...

Double update~

So what do you guys think? Is Y/N lucky for having a super star in her closer or Jimin for actually being in her closet? Who is the luckier of the two?😂😂😂