Little Fights

"Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.."

– Robert Heinlein

Oh god, why? I can't even find the guy now. I've been looking around the garden but he's not there and the dance room too. By this time I don't even know where to search anymore. These are the only places he stays in my house. I'm getting a mental breakdown now.

Did he wake up from his coma? Did he go back to his body then? If he didn't where did he go? Where? Where? Where? I kept repeating in my head.

I climbed upstairs in the hopes of finding him in my room. But he was not there like before. I was almost gonna finalize that he woke up from his coma. But I stopped abruptly before closing my door.

I stared at Liya's bedroom door.

Did he- Nah, he wouldn't! What if he did? There is a chance.

Taking a deep breath and walked towards the door.

He wouldn't be there, right?

I knocked anyway.

There was a rustling from inside before she opened the door, her phone in hand.

"Wassup, sis?" she asked leaning on the doorway.

I peered inside and my eyes widened in shock, disappointment, and anger.

There sat Park Freaking Jimin staring up at his band poster.

My blood boiled but I held it in.

"Aah Liya," I looked at her with a fake smile and gritted teeth, "Mom just called you from the kitchen"

Jimin's head immediately snapped towards me at my voice.

"Really? I didn't hear her" she said squinting her eyebrows.

"Yes, she did." I gritted out.

"Mm, okay" she walked away down the stairs.

Making sure that she's gone, I stormed into the room and grabbed a petrified Jimin's wrist, and dragged him into my room amidst his protests.

I pushed him inside and shut the door behind me.

"What are you doing?" he asked surprised.

"What were you doing in her room?" I asked crossing my arms and glaring at him.

"I was just looking through her kpop merch and all" he shrugged innocently.

"I'd asked you to stay away from her," I said icily.

"I didn't even do anything. Why are you ordering me around?" he asked now angry.

"I'm not. I'm just looking out for my sisters" I said.

"No, you are not. You are being obsessive over me or something right now. I can only talk and interact with you but that doesn't mean I have to stick to you always" he said.

Don't shout, don't shout, don't shout. Calm down, Mia. He is right. You are being possessive over him right now. He's right, he can't stay with you forever. What were you thinking? You've only met him for about three weeks or something. Pfft, he's not even your friend. Just a companion, a ghost companion to be exact.

"I'm not asking you to stick to me. I never will." I mumbled out. My voice was shaking a little.

I walked over to my shelf and pulled out the blue box which I had kept there, after unpacking my backpack in the morning. I walked over to him and extended it out towards him. He looked at me confused and at the box.

"I just wanted to give this to you" I managed to croak it out without stuttering.

I saw his eyes softening after opening the box. He looked at me with glistening eyes.

"That's it." I exclaimed, " Now you can go to Liya's room and do whatever you want. I won't stop you anymore".

I tried to walk away but Jimin held my wrist and stopped me. I stepped back and looked at him. He smiled bitterly before embracing me in a warm (metaphorically, coz it was actually cold) hug. I flinched yeah, but I hugged him back. He nuzzled his face into my neck and held me tight.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he kept chanting.

"It's alright" I rubbed his back smiling.

I broke apart and looked at his tear-stained face. I wiped those tears away and cupped one of his cheeks. Aish, why does he always cry? I get annoyed when people cry in front of me, but he...is somehow different.

"I'm the one to apologize. I should have realized how much your presence means to me. I'm so sorry" I smiled seeing him smile widely and his eyes forming a line, "And I was expecting a 'thanks' not a 'sorry'".

"Oh," he raised the box "Thank you".

I just love his eye smile.

"Did you like it? I don't even have a fashion sense. I don't know and I never asked about the kind of things you like. I can buy another one if you don't like th-"

"No! It's beautiful" he smiled widely.

"Glad you liked it," I said in relief.

"Will you help me put it on?" he asked taking the necklace out.

"Sure," I said and took it from his hands.

I told him to sit down on his bed beside me. We sat facing each other as I leaned in and locked the locket around his neck. I traced it with a finger unconsciously and looked back up at him. He was staring at me.

"There," I smiled.

"How do I look?" he asked posing a V with his hands under his face.

"Handsome as always," I said.

He blushed immediately and widened his eyes after a moment, "You called me handsome!".

"What? Aren't you?" I shot it back to him.

"But you told me that I look like a chipmunk" he puffed his cheeks.

"Which is true" I simply said.

"Yah!" he shouted to which I giggled.

"SIS!" Liya's voice was heard from behind the door we both looked at the door, "WHY DID YOU SEND ME TO KITCHEN WHEN MOM HADN'T CALLED ME. I HAD TO CUT VEGETABLES BECAUSE OF YOU!"

I chuckled under my breathe as Jimin sat there puzzled.

"Your nails won't fall off cutting some vegetables, Liya" I called out.

"THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I'M AFRAID OF. DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT PRANKING ME" she shouted.

"I will, little sis" I called out again chuckling.

Jimin gave me an amused look.

"EVIL SIS!" I heard her shouting and stomping away.

"Thank you!" I called out again and fell on the bed laughing.

"What? What did she say?" he asked shaking my laughing form.

But I kept laughing imagining her face.

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"C'mon, let's sleep" whined Jimin pulling my sleeve, "It's midnight".

I was sending some requests on some paranormal websites about helping Jimin. I had searched adding his new characteristics but there were still some voids in between. Finally, I found six websites that matched my suspicions and I was sending them messages.

"Wait a minute," I said not taking my eyes from the screen, "And you can't sleep, Jimin."

"I know. I want to cuddle." he whined again, "You had said that we can cuddle".

"Yeah, did you see me denying? Just wait a damn minute" I said again typing away hurriedly.

He kept silent for a moment. I sighed but it didn't last any longer.

"Okay, that's it. One minute is up!" he exclaimed and stood up.

"Fine, fine. Let me shut down" I said and shut down my laptop.

Jimin pulled me up by both my hands and lead me to the bed.

He then pulled off the clip from my hair making my hair fall on my face and put it aside.

"Yah! I need that. My hair will be a nest tomorrow morning if I don't tie it up" I said reaching out to take the clip back but he blocked it.

"No. I'll take care of your hair tomorrow. You look beautiful when your hair's down" he mumbled the last part which I heard.

I raised an eyebrow. Huh?

"C'mon, let's cuddle" he exclaimed again and jumped into the bed pulling me with him.

I fell beside him on the bed. I squirmed a little in my spot and laid away from him. I turned and looked at him. He looked excited and happy pulling the covers over our bodies. Carefully tucking me in he laid down facing me.

I turned away from him with my back facing him.

"Mia, why are you a feet away from me?" asked Jimin from my behind.

I turned around and merely raised an eyebrow.

"Aish, don't you know the meaning of the word 'cuddle'?" he asked.

I blinked. What is he on about?

He sighed, "Come here".

Jimin pulled me closer to him with a shift motion and snaked his hands around my waist behind. Of course, I flinched and tensed up at the contact. My back was against his built chest with his head nuzzled into my neck, cold breathes hitting my sensitive spot making me shiver and his hands locked tightly around my waist.

"Relax, Mia" he breathed, "You are stiff as a rock".

"You know I'm not used to touches" I mumbled looking out of the window and watching the moon.

"I know. That's why I'm helping you" he breathes and shifts a little, "Now sleep".

I relaxed eventually as my eyelids became heavy and I blacked out listening to his breathes.

"Goodnight, Mia"