《Genie - Park Jimin》19 - Demonic Spike
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Narae's POV
I lay down in the bath with Jimin.
I pressed my back to his chest and he wrapped his arms tightly around me.
I smiled enjoying the feeling and his warmth.
Then I turned to face him.
"How is your body feeling?" I asked him looking at the cuts and bruises on his body.
"It doesn't feel to bad. I feel quite relaxed now which is good" Jimin said to me.
I smiled.
"Okie that's good" I said to him.
"However I'm getting quite hot in the bath so your welcome to get out when you want but I think I'm going to get out now" I said to him.
"Ah I will come in a bit" Jimin said to me.
I got out of the bath and wrapped my body up in a towel while I left the bathroom.
"Call out if you need anything" I said pulling on some grey sweatpants and a baggy white shirt.
Jimin didn't respond but I left him too it.
Maybe 10 minutes had passed as I sat on my bed watching tv before Jimin appeared from my bathroom.
I chucked him a towel and he gratefully dried his body.
Then he sat down next to me in only boxers.
But it didn't last for long as Jimin has now gained some strength so used his powers to put him also in some grey sweatpants and a white shirt.
I giggled.
"Aww we match" I said.
Jimin chuckled.
Then I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
I got up unlocking the door.
My mother smiled at me while handing me two plates of dinner.
"By the way what is your friends name?" My mother asked me.
Jimin then wrapped his arms around my shoulders as I held the plates.
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"I'm Jimin. Kind of like Park Jimins name" Jimin said.
My mother widened her eyes.
"Oh that's so funny you look so similar and are called his name" she said.
"I know. They call me this because when I turned up in the orphanage they said I looked like a baby Park Jimin, so the name stuck" Jimin said with a smile.
"Oh you were in an orphanage! You poor thing. I couldn't see why someone wouldn't want you" my mother said.
He let go of my shoulders.
"Actually my parents still wanted me. Just they were unfit to take care of me at the time" Jimin said.
He linked being an orphan so well into his actual life.
"Oh why were they unfit to take care of you?" She asked
"I'd rather not say. My apologies" Jimin said bowing.
"Ah it's alright. I was getting too nosy. You both go eat up your dinner while it's hot" she said smiling at Jimin and I.
I walked away from the door with the plates and Jimin used his powers to make the door close once my mother was out of sight down the stairs.
Jimin cloned the food.
And I put his plate down while he sat down on my bed eating his fake replica of my mother's cooking.
"Yummm~" Jimin hummed eating the food.
I smiled as I started eating.
We both ate our food quite quickly.
We ate in silence to enjoy our food.
After I was done I stuck my plate on my desk under Jimins real food.
Jimins plate disappeared when he was done eating and he wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
I sat back down next to him and Jimin laced his hand in mine.
I smiled looking at our intertwined fingers.
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"Jimin~" I said softly.
"Yes?" He chimed.
"Do you mind me asking what your brother was like?" I said.
Jimin bit his lip.
"I don't mind. I can answer" he said looking at me with a sad small smile.
"My brother and I got along reasonably well. He was sweet and funny. He always supported my dreams of becoming a Kpop star. And he was always such a lively cute little boy" Jimin said with a big smile on his face.
"I can still remember our last convosation before I became a genie" Jimin said with a smile.
"I was going to sneak out that night to meet Taehyung, V from BTS, so your now dead relative, and after I told Jihyun, that's my brother's name by the way, he told me to shut the fuck up and I said that I wanted to go out but he told me that he loves me and that he doesn't want to wake up one day and I'm gone" Jimin said with a deep breath.
"Oh Jimin. I'm so sorry" I said seeing the pain in his face.
I could tell he really loved his family.
I wrapped my arms around him pulling him tightly into a hug.
Jimin hugged me tightly back.
He was very quiet, he wasn't crying but I knew he missed his family a lot.
He pulled out of the hug giving my lips a peck.
"Anyways I should let you get some rest" Jimin said standing up.
"Jimin" I said crawling on my bed to get closer to where he stood by the lamp.
"Yes?" He said looking at me.
"Um..." I hesitated before continuing what I wanted to say.
"Will you sleep with me tonight?" I asked him.
I watched a smile curve onto his lips.
"I'd love to" He said smiling even wider.
I grinned back while Jimin came over and we both lied down together.
We both lay on our sides facing in to each other.
I heard my bedroom door lock click as Jimin used some of his powers to stop someone from walking in before he turned blue.
I smiled seeing the way his blue hair flopped against a fake pillow he made beside my pillow.
He was such a stunning male.
I took another look at him before my eyes slowly shut and I got lost in slumber.
Jimin's POV
2:03am
I am haunted by my decisions and memories. All I ever wanted was the home I never had growing up, but all my chances have escaped... like sand through my fingers...
⇥20th Chapter (Wave of Demonic Fury)
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