Smol Bean Problem ◇Jikook◇

11 ◇Exceptions◇

"Jungkookie, are you really okay?" Jimin tilted his head and looked at me softly.

Jungkookie.

No one had ever called me like that. Not even my brother who prefered to call me Kook. And I didn't even need to mention my parents.

And there was it again. Jimin's intense yet gentle stare had something that made my heart pound loudly in my chest so that I was almost forced to look away. Just like the time he'd kissed my eye and mistook the stupid blushing me for being sick.
But this time I didn't look away. Normally, I would just jump on my bed and plug in my earphones to avoid any interaction with Jimin but again, today was an exception.

His bangs, they seemed to had gotten longer by now, but they still looked so shiny and fluffy like the first time I'd seen them. Not to forget that his hair had been the cause for my bloody toe back then.
My eyes travelled slowly down from his hair to his eyes which were still looking questioningly at me. Deep brown eyes that would minimize to cresents when he smiled and could compete against the sun.
And further down his lips, plump, pink and so soft-looking that it was almost tempting to touch them.

Did Jimin always look so stunning?

Jimin cleared his throat.

"Jungkook, w-what are you staring at?" He stuttered and a light-pink color tainted his cheeks as he finally looked away.

"Hmm, you."

Jimin became even redder and turned his head completely away from me.

"If you're okay, then I'm... I'm going to bed early today, goodnight." He said and made his way to his own side of the room.

"My arm hurts, Jimin." I whispered, making Jimin stop in his tracks and turn back to me.

"But the girl was already so kind to stick a band-aid on it, it will surely heal soon." Jimin gave me a small smile.

"But it can heal faster, right? Just like my eye."

"You mean-"

"Yes look, the swelling disappeared almost  completely, it really helped." I pointed at my eye and Jimin came a little closer, inspecting my eye.

"You're right, I told you it would help!" Jimin's face brightened up and he smiled widely.

"So will you do it again?" I asked and couldn't hide the excitement in my voice.

"Sure!"

Jimin stepped to my arm and watched the band-aid for a while before he took my arm in his small hands and I started to hold my breath. It was so soft and warm, his lips just like pillows pressing on the small band-aid, along with the skin around it. And I wanted to slap myself for wanting more of that soft feeling as Jimin backed away with a smile.

But today, as I'd told myself repeatedly, was an exceptional day, and I did things which were really unusual for me.
So screw it.

"Jimin?" I lowered my head, getting on eye-level with him.

"Yeah?"

"I think my lips, they're hurt as well."

Jimin's eyes widened as his gaze travelled down to my mouth and back to my eyes.

"But they look totally fi-"

"Won't you heal them, Chimchim?" I continued to whisper.

The close proximity was definitely not good for me.

Jimin was totally red by now, biting his lips in thought, not knowing that that made everything even worse, because the way his plump lips slipped from between his teeth, didn't go unnoticed from me. So freaking soft.