I sat on the floor of the practice room starching out when I heard the door open. I looked up to see Jimin walking in...already covered in sweat. I gave him a confused look.
"Are you okay?" I asked as I got to my feet. As I walked towards him i could see that he was visibly trembling. I rushed forwards towards him.
"Jimin!? Jimin!? Jimin, what's wrong!?" I asked him frantically. Not know what to do as I began to panic.
"(Y/n). I...I...I can't breathe....I can't..." he gasped out, I could feel his own panic sleeping off of him.
"Jimin!" I demanded at him. "Look at me." I put my hands on his cheeks and turned his face to look me in the eyes. His frantic eyes reached mine.
"Okay, deep breaths....in....out....in....out." I said breathing with him. He began to calm down.
"Okay, Jimin....what happened?" I asked him calmly.
"I don't know! I got done with lunch and I went back to my room to get ready for practice...but I don't remember getting back to my room! Suddenly I was walking toward here and I felt like someone was following me...sorry, that must sound really weird. I'm sure it's nothing." He suddenly brushed off. As he reached up and removed my hands from his face. My, one hand dropped to my side while he held onto the other one, on my wrist.
"Let's, let's just practice." He said tugging me towards the room acting like he wasn't just freaking out. I looked at him skeptically.
"Are you sure? We can take it easy today. We can just rest. A rest day is good every once and a while." I urged him as I gently tugged him back towards the door.
"We need to practice. The preformance is less than five days away, (y/n)." he insisted.
"Jimin, we've practiced nearly everyday either together or seperate since I got here...and you look like you need a break from all of this chaos." I muttered the last part. His eyes narrowed as he harshly snapped his hand out of my grip.
"I don't need a break! If you're so insistent on taking a break then leave! I'll practice without you." he suddenly snapped. I looked at him with wide eyes, shocked at his sudden outburst. He had never yelled at me like that before. Sure, he's scolded me, but this was diffrent. He turned away from me.
"Jimin..." I breathed softly as I felt my throat begin to choke up. I refused to cry. I wasn't going to do that in front of him. He'd think I was a some soft baby. I reached towards his shoulder and he whipped his arm towards me to get me away from him.
"Get out, (y/n)!" he yelled at me. I know he didn't mean to but a definant "smack" echoed throught the room as the back of his elbow collided with my shoulder, hard. Everything froze. His eyes widened in horror. I was just as shocked at he was. I instinctivly reached towards my now throbbing shoulder. I was more emotionally hurt than anything.
"Oh god...(y/n)....I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me. (y/n)..." he said in horror of what he had just done. I just shook my head.
"Don't!" I snapped at him. "I think you need time to cool off. If you will excuse me, Your Highness, I will be taking my leave." I replied coldly. I turned away from him. I felt his hand on my uninjured shoulder and I spun around with anger in my eyes.
"Don't fucking touch me, Jimin!" I yelled at him, my voice cracking as I couldn't stop the tears from filling my vision.
"(Y/n) please, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm so sorry. Please." he pleaded with me. I knew he was sorry, and that he hadn't meant to cause me harm, but I needed to get away from him for right now. There was silence for a few moments as I looked down at the floor, tears falling to the floor. My hand still on my injured shoulder.
"I know...but you need to stay away from me for a little while. Please, just leave me alone, Jimin." I choked out. I looked up through my tears and I could see tears in Jimin's eyes as well. I turned back around and ran out of the practice room before he could say anything or stop me again. I ran all the way to Ha-na's room and knocked on the door. She opened in with sleepy eyes.
"(y/n)? What the hell? What happened? Are you okay?" she asked frantically. I just looked at her for a moment before burstingg back out in tears. She ushered me into her room and over to her bed.
"(y/n), it's okay, shhhh....do you want to tell me what happened? What's wrong with your shoulder? Are you hurt?" she asked reaching out to touch my shoulder, I instantly finched away.
"Jimin...I don't know what happened! First he was panicking and I got him to calm down...but they he got angry when I suggested that we have a rest day...he was so mad..." I sobbed out. "...then he yelled at me to get out, and I reached for his arm and he swung out to bat me away and ended up striking my shoulder...Ha-na you should've seen him. I've never seen him like that before...he felt so bad...but it hurt so much."
"He fucking hit you!" she bust out in anger.
"Not...not on purpose." I replied lowly as I rubbed my shoulder.
"Take you shirt off, let's look at it quick. You're probably going to have to get it looked at by the nurses in the infirmary." she told me. I shrugged my shirt off.
"It doesn't hurt that bad, it's probably just going to be bruised...like I said...he didn't mean to hurt me." I told her sadly.
"But he still did." she insisted. "Come on, lets go get it looked at to make sure it isn't anything more than a bruise...you still have to preform at the festival."
"I know." I replied softly I grabbed my shirt and pulled back over my head. I went along with Ha-na to the infirmary. I was sat down in one of the exam rooms. As Ha-na decided to wait for me while going over and chatting with Taehyung who was still on bed rest after the attack.
"So what happend to your shoulder, Lady Nai?" asked the doctor.
"Oh, um, I got injured during dance practice. Totally my fault." I lied...well not compeletly, technically both we kinda true, but there was no way I was going to be like, "oh, um yeah, Prince Jimin got mad and accidenly hit me"...that would not go over well. The doctor seemed skeptical of my answer, but didn't question me and further. He had me take my shirt off so I was just in my sports bra. He examined my shoulder and had me do different movement and streches with it.
"Hmm, looks there will be some bruising, it definetly could've been worse. You'll likely be pretty sore for the next couple days, but if you rotate heating and ice while doing these streching you should be perfectly ready to preform at the festival." he assured me. I couldn't help but smile at his words.
"Perfect. Thank you, doctor." I thanked him as I gathered my shirt in my hands. I walked out of his exam room and headed towards Taehyung's room to meet up with Ha-na. I knocked on the door and peaked my head in to see Ha-na sitting on Taehyung's bed as he was sitting up. They had a little tray that was connected to the bed and they were using it to play checkers as they were chatting. They both turned their heads when they heard me come in.
"So what was the verdict from the doc?" asked Ha-na.
"Its just bruising, said to rest, strech, heat, and ice it." I infromed her.
"Jimin's an idiot." commented Taehyung. I looked at him in shock before narrowing my eyes at Ha-na.
"You told him!?" I asked her annoyed.
"I figured he might know more about why Jimin maybe acted out. He is Jimin's closest brother since they are the same age." replied Ha-na. I let out a sigh.
"Jimin's always been a perfectionist. He often feels like he needs to always push himself...not only in practice, but in life. I think it might have something to do with not being our blood brother, but that doesn't matter to any of us...but it seems to for him. He always feels a need to prove himself. That might be why he was so hard on you when you suggested to rest...but striking you is still unexceptable...accidental or not." Taehyung explained. I was a little stunned by how serious he was, usually he was pretty happy-go-lucky.
"I get that. I kinda feel like that a little with my siblings since I am the youngest. My father has a lot to do with us being so competitive...Oh my god! That reminds me. I am supposed to have supper with Min-Sun and Mi-Rae tonight...If Min-Sun finds out I got injured he will surely tell father and I will get in so much trouble..." I began to panic.
"Why would you get in trouble for getting hurt?" asked Taehyung confused.
"You clearly have not met Lord Nai." Ha-na said dully. "From what I remeber he is a bit of a control freak, especially with his family." I nodded in confirmation.
"You're not wrong. I learned long ago that he primarly just cares about how he can use me for political gain. Its one of the reasons that I'm most likely here in the Collection. So me being injured could be seen as a weakness on my part and when I get cut in the next Selection I will definetly be in some serious shit." I shivered at the thought.
"Seriously? That's insane?! What kind of father does that?" he asked angrily.
"Mine...but you can't tell Jimin any of this...you can't tell anyone any of this. The next Selection is the last one and I don't want Jimin to feel guilty and pick me out of guilt and be stuck with me." I said seriously. "Promise me." I said the the both of them.
"(y/n)...I don't think Jimin would pick you out of guilt." Taehyung said softly. I looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You really haven't noticed? I'm a little surprised. Do you think that he has just kept you around for the festival? Do you know how easy it would be for Jimin to dismiss you and find some other random dancer to dance with at the festival? You've seen him dance. Before you he went through dance partners like on goes through clothes. He's kept you around because he likes you, (y/n)." Taehyung told me. I felt my heart begin to feel like it was going to explode out of my chest.
"Seriously? You're not just saying that to make me feel better?" I squeaked out.
"He's not wrong." shrugged Ha-na. I stood there in shock at this news. I felt a glimmer of hope that he might actually like me...but now that grew tenfold. He really liked me? Not just becasue of dance? Wow...wait what happens if he picks me?
"Holy shit! What am I going to do if he actually picks me? I don't know how to be a princess!? Oh god! I really should've paid more attention in Simjang Court." I stressed out. Taehyung and Ha-na both laughed at my reaction.
"Don't worry, when it happens, I'll teach you all you'll need to know." promised Ha-na with a wink.