You squeeze your eyes shut as blinding lights pierce your eyes the minute you wake up from your deep slumber. You have to blink several times to adjust to it. And when finally your eyes do seem to adjust the smell hits you, one which is familiar enough for you to know but not so familiar that you can immediately pinpoint. Chemicals... Disinfectants... Hospitals...

Once your senses begin to awaken with the rest of you, images flood your mind... dark alleys.. men shouting.. running.. sweat.. fear.. pain.. Jungkook?

You begin to raise your head, which feels heavy and as if someone is continuously beating at it with a hammer, the slightest moment immediately causes you to wince as a jet of pain shoots through the side of your head momentarily freezing you in place.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." You can sense the teasing tone in the voice that speaks but it's mostly worry that you hear.

Jimin walks to the side of your bed and smiles down at you.

Am I in heaven? Is that why I can see Angels smiling at me?

Jimin flushes red but quickly says, "Umm.. not heaven just the central hospital."

Go no!! I said it out loud!! You idiot, Y/N!!

Now it's your time to blush.

"How are you feeling now?" your heart skips a beat at the sight of Jimin's worried expression. Is he really worried about me?

But that's not the only question that needs an answer. How did I get here? What really happened? And Jungkook..?

Wait.. why am I even thinking of him now? With a tiny pinch in your heart, you feel disappointed at Jungkook's absence.

Not like he cares anyway, you think bitterly. You couldn't have been more wrong.

Unable to break away from his intense stare you try to compose yourself before speaking, "I'd be lying if I told you I'm well. My head hurts like a bi.. I mean it hurts a lot."

"I was so worried... I didn't know what to do... I-I... I'm really glad you're up. I was dying to find out how you were doing from your own lips." he spoke fast almost blubbering and realised it a minute too late.

Unable to hold in your laughter you begin to chuckle. "I somehow feel better now. Thank you." you're surprised that you really mean the words and aren't simply saying it to make him feel less worried.

You feel Jimin relax as his shoulders sag slightly and a lazy smile dances on his lips.

"Umm... Jimin.." just then your stomach rumbles loudly speaking on behalf of you and you bite your lip in embarrassment.

Jimin tries hard to hide his smile. "I've got just the thing for you."

He turns around to walk to a table and reaches for a large bouquet you hadn't noticed before this moment. How did I miss that? It's big enough to hide me behind it.

"Ohh... that's so sweet," you say awkwardly. "But flowers aren't my go-to meal."

Jimin looks at your confused expression with amusement before reaching into the centre of the bouquet and pulling out a ramen cup.

You stare at him speechless.

"When I asked the nurse about what you can eat, she mentioned 20 or so very dull sounding foods which were either soups or involved boiled vegetables" your face twists in disgust. "So I thought I'd get you this."

If it wasn't for your head that felt like a boulder at the moment you would have jumped up and hugged him. However, some part of you is actually happy about it though... At least it'll stop you from doing anything stupid.

"Park Jimin, did you just smuggle cup ramen into a hospital?" you say teasingly.

Grinning Jimin hands you the ramen cup that is warm to the touch before moving to sit by your side.

"Thank youu!" you say with the utmost gratitude.

Jimin tilts his head to the side propping his chin up using his hand and looks on at you. You slurp away at your ramen unaware of is fascination.

"Ahh that tastes amazing," you say delighted and hear Jimin chuckle.

"Ayeee.. look at you eating like a child" he reaches forward and wipes away a bit of sauce from the corner of your lip. His thumb lingers for a moment. He's so close to you, you can smell his shower gel. You blink unable to move and force yourself not to look at his lips.. too late.