Comforting Him

"Relationship is understanding. It is a process of self-revelation. Relationship is the mirror in which you discover yourself — to be is to be related."

– Bruce Lee

Days passed by quickly as the winter became aggressive and the Christmas exam drew nearer. I was always exhausted that I always fell on the bed and drifted off every single day after I came back home. I still had to study so I'll wake up at 12 AM midnight to continue my studies. School and tuition classes were completely draining my energy. I guess this is the situation of every 12th Grader around the world.

I was thankful to Jimin though I won't show it outside. His laughter and smiling face alone relieve half of my stress. Sometimes you really need someone who can give you a simple smile. I'm glad that he's here at the right moment. However, as I'm busy, I didn't get a chance to search on the Internet along with his new characteristics. He said it was okay but I know it clearly is not. I'd caught him staring into space and tears welling up in his eyes. He never shows it in front of me but I know, it's just I don't know what to do about it. I'm hella bad at comforting people through words. I thought I might as well give some space and leave him alone.

There were times I caught him taking care of me. Like when I jump into bed without even changing my uniform, I'd wake up tucked myself in my blanket, or when he brings me an apple when I'm frustrated saying it helps the brain, in the middle of the night. He told me that he was a model student in his school and passed me some mundane but effective study tips. His simple acts of kindness have always been a surprise to me. No matter how rude I talk to him he always remains kind and generous. Now that he can touch me he'd simply start massaging my head or play with my hair; he says he loves my hair (whatever that means), and he has this weird habit of carrying me to bed when I sleep on my studying table, which gets on my nerves. I had scolded him not to but he shooes it off by saying that I'll hurt my neck sleeping in a bad posture. At first, I was very hesitant about him breaking my personal bubble but ...yeah...how long can you resist someone like him; now I perfectly know the reason why he's called an angel by his fans.

Now, after 2 years I can say that I have a friend that too a ghost out of all the people in the world. It's funny you can say!

"Hm, Mia?" called Jimin who was apparently playing with my phone seriously finishing off my data by watching Youtube videos.

I hummed immersed in Integration.

"What type of music do you hear?"

"I don't actually hear music much, Justin Beiber... Ariane Grande, maybe?"

"But you always have your earbuds on while traveling".

"I'm listening to podcasts, pabo." I sighed "For students and some motivational speeches".

"Aish, do you do anything part from studying?" he asked not surprised.

"Nope, not now" I went back again scratching my head.

"You know it's good when you listen to music while studying. Calms your brain, especially when doing numericals" here comes another advice of his.

"I don't think so. But I'll try." I agreed reluctantly because some of his advice has paid off great, "What do you recommend I should hear?"

"Really? You agreed? That was first!" he came towards me with my phone. He opened Spotify and started choosing "Hm...how about one of our songs? You haven't heard any of our songs, right?"

I nodded my head.

"Okay, tell me how this one is." he clicked on one and put earbuds in my ears.

Wow, great tempo!

Fire~

I bobbed my head to the song and looked at Jimin who playfully raised his eyebrows with a smile. I gave him an approving nod and mouthed 'It's good'.

The song finished and I took off an earbud.

"The songs good. But do you expect me to hear that while studying?" I questioned.

"Nah...I was just wondering whether you like it or not. That's just a sample." he smirked and looked down to select another one, as his smirk widened.

"Now hear this one. It's a special one" he smiled with glee.

"Okay~" I nodded doubtfully putting back the earbud.

Oh my gosh! That is some voice the guy got there. It was sweet and melodic.

I looked over at Jimin who was staring at me fondly. I gave him a super sign and turned back on closing my eyes enjoying the music in my ears. That song somehow went right to my heart and I don't even know the reason. I didn't bother to interpret the meaning but just flowed through. Something was blooming and whimpering inside me hearing the melody. Almost like a long lost spring came back to me after years.

When the song ended, I opened my eyes and looked at Jimin who was still staring at me. Seeing me he looked away and cleared his throat.

"Well...how was it?" he asked looking me in the eyes, staring into my soul.

"It was... I don't know." I fidgeted with my words "That was an angelic voice. Who's the artist?"

Hearing this Jimin blushed furiously." T-That was...me" he said in a high-pitched voice.

I was dumbfounded as my eyes widened. How didn't I realize? I facepalmed myself. The stupidest person on the planet right now. No wonder he was embarrassed, aish, why didn't you recognize his voice after hearing him for 2 weeks?!

Okay, play it cool, play it cool. C'mon smooth.

"Ahem, you don't use your croaking voice while singing. Great!" I said flatly.

"What?" he looked at me wide-eyed.

"Your voice sounds like two stones being rubbed together," I said emotionlessly.

"Yah! My voice is ador-"

His outburst was interrupted by a notification from my phone. I snatched it from him and saw that it was from V-Live app. I'd downloaded it incase any news had been reported from the members. I clicked on it and saw that BTS is holding a live now.

I looked over at Jimin who had a questioning look on his face.

I swiftly connected it with my laptop for a better view and turned it towards Jimin. I saw his face going pale and his breath hitching. His hands shook and his bottom lip trembled as he looked at the screen with anticipating eyes. I hope he is gonna be okay after seeing this.

The screen popped up to the view of the six members sitting on chairs around a table facing the camera. The atmosphere was completely gloomy and awkward. I'd learned the name of the members but I still had a little confusion between J-Hope and Suga.

From what I can see their eyes held only sorrow and helplessness. What I suppose is V was staring into the camera rather blankly with J-Hope's hands on his shoulders. Jungkook had puffy eyes and was fidgeting with his hands on his lap while Jin was sitting beside the younger. Suga is just slumped on his chair with a void expression and finally, RM was sitting at the center. The usual brightness and energy of the boys had long gone which is replaced by a lifeless look almost like all their happiness had been sucked out which is true in a way. The comment section is shooting up with questions and concerns of worried ARMYs which are yet to be answered.

RM took a glance at all the members and took the initiative to break the silence.

"Hello, guys!" he pulled out a forced smile "Thank you for connecting with us at this time of the day."

I saw him gulping "Hope you are doing good. We have set up this live to officially declare the state of our fellow member, our everything, Park Jimin" he clasped his hands together.

I heard a low whimper from beside me. I turned abruptly and saw a shaking Jimin. I don't know what to do!

"We are very sad to inform you that Jimin's condition is still the same. His head injury has caused him to go into a coma and the doctor says that they can't predict when or how he will wake up" his voice cracked at the end as he looked away.

From beside him, V started sniffling and tears started streaming down his cheeks. He started sobbing hard causing J-Hope to pull him into his chest, who is equally on the verge of tears. Only his hard sobbing was heard as everyone kept silent. Suga abruptly got up and excused himself, walking away from the frame.

"We really hope that...he'll wake up soon. We all miss him...a lot" added Jin caressing Jungkook's shoulder slightly who had started to break down bowing his head down and covering his face with his hands.

"Let's all pray for his wellbeing..." RM said with a shaking voice. Even the brave and confident leader couldn't stand the absence of his fellow member.

"Mia..." Jimin sniffled from beside me.

I turned to him with an apologetic look. Tears were welling in his small eyes and he was trying his best to hold it in. It was a bad moment seeing him so vulnerable and weak.

"Please...close it. I can't..." he was gulping and holding everything in.

I saw his effort and immediately closed my laptop.

He got up with slumped shoulders and sat down on my bed facing away from me.

I was having a mental battle sitting on my chair. Should I go and console him or should I give him time and space? Should I ask him if he was okay who clearly was not? Sad people always want someone beside him, right?

I thought of everything he had done to me and I couldn't help but stand up and walk towards him. I sat beside him and looked at his form looking down to control his tears.

"Jimin..." I called placing a hand on his shoulder.

He was silent for a moment. "They are my family, Mia. I can't see them suffer" he said his voice quite low and filled with sorrow.

I rubbed his shoulder for comfort as he squeezed his hands into fists and bit down on his lip suppressing his tears again. I looked down at his hands in his lap. Should I?

I reached out and took his hands, I caressed his hand and unclenched them. There were nail marks on his palms due to the pressure. I looked up at him who was staring at our hands to my face. I saw his tear-filled eyes staring at me as I tapped on my shoulder.

"This T-shirt is not costly. It doesn't matter if some tears are spilled on it" I smiled.

[Me and my lame jokes, hehe😁]

He chuckled bitterly as his tears finally glided down his cheeks. He abruptly hugged me nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck. He started crying out loud and his sobs were echoing throughout the room. His tears were flowing down my side certainly staining my shirt but I didn't care as I've told. He tightened his grip on me but I kept rubbing circles on his back. Last time it was awkward but this time it was almost like a natural instinct.

He pulled away when he stopped crying and looked at me.

"Aish, do I have to say this? You look really ugly when you cry" I said and wiped away his tears from his cheeks with my hands. Trust me when I say that his skin was soft as fresh cotton. Of course, his eyes and cheeks were puffy and red.

"So, I'm handsome when I'm not?" he smirked stopping me by holding my wrist.

"You are double ugly when you're not" I spat playfully, loosening his grip and pulling away.

He chuckled "Thank you".

"For what? For calling you ugly? I was merely stating the fact, Mr.Park." I said acting innocent.

"Am I really that ugly?" he asked leaning towards me. Flirt!

"Yep" I gave a nod.

"You're the first girl to call me ugly" he smiled gleefully.

"Honoured to take that title" I bowed.

He laughed out loud playfully hitting my arm making me wince and rub the spot. He said a small sorry and continued laughing throwing his head backward. I just internally smiled and sighed in relief.

Then another bulb went on in my head to make him feel better. I just need someone to give me an apple when I'm studying okay? I'm really lazy!

"Hey, Jimin," I asked nudging him "Do you wanna go somewhere?"

He stopped laughing and looked at me frowning "Where?"

I smiled "You'll see".