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Pecattiphila— Part 1 | PJM

Pecattiphilia is the sexual arousal from performing an act one believes is a sin.

✽ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

✽ Genre: Angel Au, angst, tiny bit of fluff, tiny bit of smut

✽ Rated: S for Can You See Me?

✽ Series Warnings: This series will include discussion of religious aspects such as the afterlife and concepts of heaven and hell (There are no direct ties to any specific religion besides the mention of angels and demons— all aspects of religion was created by me for this series), this series includes a lot of violence (sometimes graphic depictions) and possible gore, and mentions of sin (particularly revolving around sexual topics)

✽ Chapter Specific Warnings: Jimin might be a sadist or masochist (who knows 🥴), that man finds a little too much pleasure in taking down bad guys if you get my drift, near death experience, y/n’s pretty scared by it (possible anxiety warning), Jimin’s got some spicy thoughts about y/n (nsfw), he can get kinda detailed, Jimin gets very very sick (so basically warning— sick symptoms ahead), also Jimin speaks about sin a lot and repenting, these warnings are so random omg

✽ Word Count: 6.3k

✽ Summary: Jimin is sent to watch over you and as the years go by he gets more and more curious and sometimes just wishes he could get to know you. But he knows that’s forbidden. However, a freak accident somehow causes Jimin and your eyes to meet for the first time with purpose. He knows it shouldn’t happen but he doesn’t want to break away. He wants you to look at him, wants you to touch him, wants you to be with him. The problem is none of this should have happened in the first place… what’s happening to him?

✽ Now Playing…: Sin City by Chrishan (slowed)

✽ Author’s Note: This series is very precious to me as this is the first bts au I created! It got pushed back as I was working on another project at the time, that still needs to come out here on tumblr, but ehhh enough about that! Let's keep the train rolling! I'm also using this for @btscreatorscorner Summer Games event (AU challenge)

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Jimin stared at the mundane creature that stood before him. It’s blob of a body seemed to have no end nor beginning— it was an amalgamation of darkness. Eyes covered the slimy creature almost as if it had swallowed them itself with the way they were floating in the mass of darkness and arms that hung low on its body.

A sight like this would send any mortal running for their lives, but for Jimin, this was any other Thursday afternoon.

Jimin couldn’t help the smirk as he watched the tormented creature.

Power.

I love it.

Some may call him a masochist or even a sadist, but he always enjoyed these fights. The work, the battle, the pain, and then at the end when he can sink a weapon of his choice and crucify these demonic creatures, fills him up with so much excitement, it’s almost sexual. He likes to think of it more as a guilty pleasure than anything.

This monstrosity was just an average Joe compared to some of the things he’s seen. Jimin has had to deal with a lot worse in his career, but this wasn’t just gonna be a walk in the park, no, this would take a little work to bring this creature down. At least there was that.

You wanted more.

I did.

Jimin took out his handle. The creature noticed he was getting ready to attack and began to charge at him, it’s comically long arms dangled behind it as it made its way toward him. He quickly spun it so certain pictures matched up, the faint clicks only audible to Jimin’s ears, letting him know exactly which combination it was on without having to look down once. Suddenly a beam of light shaped like a sword came.

A sword will do. It didn’t deserve anything more than that.

Jimin quickly flew up and the battle was on. It didn’t take long but the creature was a little more than what Jimin expected. That still didn’t stop the fact that a couple slashes from his sword and a few shots from smgs the creature began losing its shape, nothing more than a gargling blob needing to be but out of its misery.

He stood over its form. A quick jab of his sword right where its face used to be was enough to end it all. He smirked as a bright white light filled the endless void and the screams of the creature sent shivers down his body. It happens everytime.

As the adrenaline started to fade, Jimin was shocked to feel a slight sting coming from his arm. He looked down and low and behold, somewhere in the battle he was scratched by the creature. It wasn’t too big and honestly it was a little impressive that he got away with just this considering what he was up against.

The slight blood from the wound did make him realize the extent of the mess. The black goop was everywhere. This void was endless but there were traces of it in any direction he looked.

You like it.

…

Jimin could sit here and monitor to make sure this was the last of the creature but he had priorities, and those priorities were you.

You.

Y/L/N Y/N.

You.

In earth time it has been a little over 5 years since he first started watching over you. It’s been an interesting few years to say the least and he’s honestly loved every second of it. He looked forward to each day he got to spend with you. And now… now he has to hurry to catch you before you get home.

Jimin’s about to save your life. He’s looked forward to this day ever since the itinerary was given to him.

Before Jimin knew it, he was flying high above the city of Seoul. He looked down at his device to see the time was approaching. His heart skipped a beat feeling the butterflies in his stomach.

You’re nervous.

Shut up…

But it was true, he was nervous to do this. And not even for the reason he should be.

Down below was you, walking happily, listening to music. Today was just one of those days that the sun was shining brighter, the birds seemed chirpier, and the stars aligned to make this day the greatest. It was a Friday, it was payday, and you just got a promotion. Today was your day, and a great one at that.

You smiled as you looked down at your phone, humming along to your favorite tune while you were looking for your next song. The world around you seemed to disappear as you continued to walk down the sidewalk. It came as a complete shock, and honestly put a damper on your mood, when you felt the graze of someone’s shoulder, making you drop your phone from the force.

At first you just stared, completely taken aback, but anger quickly boiled up within your system and you turned around to give this rude person a piece of your mind.

“Hey?!” You exclaimed, but all you saw was a guy in a leather jacket and baseball cap. He had turned around slightly and you knew he was looking at you. You could hardly make out his face, and was tempted to chase after him, when suddenly you heard screams.

You quickly turned around to see an out of control car coming straight for you. Time seemed to slow as you were frozen in fear, but it was like magic that the car suddenly changed directions and ended up continuing straight ahead and eventually hitting a wall a little ahead of you.

Your heart was racing, pounding louder than you ever thought possible, because you were this close. The car had been coming straight at you, you were this close to being pinned between that car and a wall.

The thought created a fear that no one should ever experience, especially at such a young age. You were staring your own mortality right in the eye. And what you saw had you moving your feet so quickly, hurrying your way home, anxiety and paranoia increasing with each step that you took.

Jimin was not far behind. He never was.

He could feel how scared you were and he wanted nothing more than to fly down, pick you up, and tell you it’s going to be okay. But he knew his place.

Jimin followed behind until you were scurrying back into your apartment building. You were safe and sound, even if you didn’t feel like it, you just didn’t know he was watching over you. He liked to think that would put a smile on your face in moments where he just wanted to reach out and comfort you.

He floated down, watching you come into your apartment, kick off your shoes, and hurry to your room. He could already feel the overwhelming sense of sadness that let him know you were likely crying. The emotions were too much, both yours and his own, so he flew over to the building across the street and sat on top of the roof, a favorite spot of his to come and think.

Much reflection was needed.

There were so many things wrong with what’s happened to him in the 5 years since he started serving as your guardian. He knew it wasn’t right, that he was just torturing himself by not stopping it sooner.

He shouldn’t even be feeling this way at all. The buzz of giddiness from his intervention earlier still flowed through his body, and it pained him on how erroneous it felt.

In short, these 5 years have given Jimin the opportunity to feel and experience emotions he never thought were possible for him anymore.

He likes her.

No need to spell it out…

But it’s right. It was true. He really did like you. He liked you more than a guardian ever should and that fact has made him question his entire existence and has put him through some extremely complicated and confusing situations over the years.

When he first switched with the P1 angel, he already had considered himself lucky just from seeing your picture. Sure you’re not the first beautiful person that he’s looked over, but from the get go Jimin knew there was something different here. It did not take him long to understand what it was.

You made his heart flutter in a way he’s felt so many of his humans experience when looking at people that they care about to that extent.

You were funny. He would often join you during your tv binges and your commentary would have him on the floor dying of laughter. You were so caring and nice and…

Do you really need to go on?

Why are you so loud today?

Anyway, it’s really no surprise that Jimin was suddenly getting butterflies anytime you accidentally looked in his direction.

But that was exactly the problem.

This wasn’t allowed at all.

At. All.

None of it, from the rules of H.E.A.V.E.N and his own personal rules he has with his team, none of this has been allowed. It really shouldn’t even be possible in the first place.

The relationship between guardians and humans is one that is very sacred. It is something that is meant to be kept strictly professional, for the reasons of 1) the inevitable end that guardians bring to humans and any feelings would make the process a lot more complicated 2) unless for emergency purposes or a human is nearing death, and type of interaction between a guardian and human is strictly prohibited.

He shouldn’t be anywhere near this territory, but even though he’s far from human, the remnants still remain buried deep within and there’s somethings that he can’t get rid of no matter how hard he tries.

At least that’s what he’s been telling himself these past few years.

As soon as Jimin came onto the harsh reality that you will never look at him at all, he tried his best to demean his feelings as nothing more than what humans feel toward certain celebrities.

Of course in the hypothetical sense, if for some reason he wasn’t who he was and was a normal human, if you met in normal circumstances, would he date you? Absolutely, no questions asked. He would say yes in a heartbeat. But reality sets in and he remembers that there are rules that he must abide by plus everything in the universe that just wouldn’t allow for that to happen in the first place, it really just amounts to a fantasy.

He will watch and admire from afar. Feelings are hard to control, as much as he’s tried his best to, that human side of him will never go away. But it’s ok.

You’re not the first human he’s liked. Yes to the extent his feelings go, you’re the first he’s ever liked this much, but he’s dealt with a fluttery heart or two and by now knows exactly what to do. Sure you were also the first that he’s had to look over but he just needs to do what he normally does. Maintain that professional distance.

You were a dream. He can live with that.

That’s what you keep telling yourself.

Stop. I’m serious.

Anyway, it’s not that interactions between humans and Angels were banned completely, it’s just that’s where the personal side of his problem comes in.

Like he’s mentioned, despite him being an Angel or any of the human reincarnates, some human qualities still continued to follow them into this new life. One of them being um well…

It wasn’t uncommon during breaks that Angel teams would typically come to Earth and hang out. Most Angels weren’t shy about intermingling with humans. It’s something that’s frowned upon by the P1 Angels as they honestly see everything that human reincarnates do as primitive and sinful. But true to humans, their words did not stop most teams from having some fun the minute they got some time off.

However, Jimin’s team was an exception. A promise with the boys he cherishes more than anything always kept him far away from any of those feelings.

It started when they were relatively new into the field. They made a promise to stay away from humans as much as they could in order to maintain focus on their careers. But it was much much later that they realized the effectiveness of that promise.

He’s not trying to brag (he’s bragging), but Jimin’s team was one of the most successful of all the human reincarnates. They had some of the highest rates when it comes to their statistics, happy long living humans, who went on to continue to live happy lives in their next.

It was later that they reinstated this promise and it’s importance. They believe that their low human interaction and abstinence was a reason for their success.

Jimin’s never had an issue with this, not once, if anything he sometimes thought of other teams similar to the P1 angels. He used to judge why they would partake in such sinful acts when they have a job to do.

He’s never been tested of his loyalty to that promise as hard as he’s been over the course of looking over you.

He’s had urges. That’s not new. Under all the special powers and wings, it’s the shell of what was once human. It happens. He just never realized how strong those urges could get sometimes…

Jimin had cleverly named this rough period of time the boyfriend era. He could already feel his cheeks lighting up at the mere thought of it.

Everything about that time made him so embarrassed and honestly a little ashamed. He just couldn’t mind his own damn business.

You had gotten a boyfriend some years ago and he’s abashed to admit this, but he’s been there to see and hear everything. It would be different if it was accidental, but no, this was a different story.

It wasn’t uncommon for him to join you in your apartment from time to time as he liked “hanging out” with you. The first time it happened, it was you, your boyfriend, and him (unknown to you of course). Jimin had wanted to watch the movie you both planned to see in your apartment, he had been so into it, that it came as a major surprise when he looked over to see things were quickly escalating on the other side of the couch.

Jimin normally would leave, give you the privacy you deserved, never should he have been that nosy just because of his feelings, but seeing you like that for some reason kept him in place as he watched as things got progressively more and more heated. You were so pretty, so beautiful, and the sounds you would make as your boyfriend would please you, had blood rushing to more places than one.

It was sin, so much sin.

Everything about what happened was wrong and to make matters worse, that wasn’t the last time he stayed to watch. Far from it actually. Despite everything, every single thing that was telling him he shouldn’t be doing this, the urge… It kept getting worse.

He never even saw anything most of the time, you would always make your way to your bedroom and he at least had some dignity to never follow, but there was one time that he was right on the couch again but you both never moved it. At that point he reached a point he never thought he would.

The urge, the urge to just reach out and…

He wanted you bad.

He realized this before but, it felt at that moment that all the sexual frustration he’s experienced throughout his life as an angel had come overflowing and he even wholeheartedly considered making himself appear, throwing off your boyfriend and having you to himself because it was something he knew he could do so much better. He knew he could make you feel so good like he knew you deserved. He wanted it to be his name you would scream, his name you’re calling out for, he wanted to be the one that was making you feel good.

But it was a fantasy.

He knew that.

Despite how hard it has been, never in a million years would it happen.

He can dream. It’s fine. He knows his place in all of this, but never would you look at him like that. You can’t even see him for that to happen…

Still he was a little too happy when you broke up with him about 2 years after your relationship started.

The most excitement he will get in a while was what happened today.

He felt his whole body light up at the thought. The graze of your shoulder against his was enough to fuel those fantasies and keep him happy for a long time. Was he fine with that? He was, he genuinely was.

Part of him used to think it was some sort of cruel fate for putting him in this position. But now he sees it as more of a blessing. It makes him happy knowing it’s him in charge of protecting you, serving you, and making your life as bright as it can be.

At least in that way he has trust you’ll live a good life as long as he’s around.

He’ll make sure of it.

Jimin smiled and flew over to your apartment, easily passing through the wall and making his way toward your bedroom. His mood solumned as he felt his heart ache as the soft cries grew louder and louder as he got closer. You were in bed, your face buried in your pillow as the traumatizing event kept replaying in your mind.

It was in these moments that it was hardest to resist reaching out and talking with you. He wanted to tell you everything would be alright as long as he’s here, and you have nothing to fear.

But alas…

He took a seat on the side of your bed and gently stroked your arm. You couldn’t feel anything and he couldn’t either but the effect seemed to calm you down for some reason that was not his doing. He wanted to pretend that it was though.

Jimin went over to the other side of your bed and laid next to you. Your teary eyes were staring right into his, but you didn’t know that. You were looking right through him. He brought his hand up to your cheek and began caressing it slowly.

“Don’t cry,” he whispered.

It was sometimes in moments like these that made him feel like maybe it was better that your worlds can’t really interact. Even though he knew it was because of him that you’re still here, it was also him for the reason that you’re crying.

Fear.

It was him even though it wasn’t. It’s an excuse he likes to give himself for a reason why you wouldn’t like him even if you did ever meet. He knows you would be scared.

Jimin just continued to comfort you, be there for you, in a time he can already tell that will stick with you for a long time.

The hours seemed to pass and before he knew it you had gone to shower, leaving him on your couch, blankly staring at the tv screen. The show continued to play even with your absence, one that he knows you’ll regret when you get back.

Jimin sighed and got up to look out the window. He tuned out the TV and the only remaining noise he could hear was the city nightlife that came with Seoul and the brief hums of nature from the wildlife outside. It was calming, so calming it was enough to lull anyone to sleep, and knowing you, the minute you got back from your shower and sat down you would be out. Even Jimin was getting tired, and he didn't get tired. Today’s just been a weird day.

A good and bad weird.

You nearly died, but Jimin got to touch you for the first time which was nice.

Of course that’s what you’re focusing on.

How could I not?

You don’t think it’s concerning?

…

You know what you need.

He sighed knowing it was true.

Watching something 24/7 can easily get to anybody, angels alike. It takes a lot of dedication in order to stay alert all the time, while also having to follow them around for more mundane things. It can easily start feeling a bit monotonous after some time. That’s not exactly what Jimin’s experiencing now, but he knew he was getting overwhelmed being around you all the time, and for his own sake, there was a method they used to get over this.

A break.

He didn’t like to do this too often, and especially now that he’s looking over you, he would always be worried that something terrible could happen without him being there. However, with the way he’s feeling, getting away is exactly what he needed.

Some time to take a breather and repent and purify from the sins he’s committed all thanks to you.

Jimin looked down at his wrist, the word ‘sin’ seemingly shining because of his guilty conscience. His record has never been so tainted…

He quickly figured tomorrow would be the best day to leave for a second. His assignment had just been carried out, they would not give him another this soon. Though it was possible, Jimin knew he had to go.

He needed to get you out of his head. Once and for all. Though he’s not sure exactly how long you will live, he's got to be 100% in this if he’s going to see this through.

Yep. Tomorrow…

If you can make it that long.

Stop.

So much sin.

Please don’t do this.

If only the others could see you now. They would be disappointed.

The words hurt because he knew it was true. Jimin hadn’t really told the rest of his team about the extent his feelings for you go. Reason? It was simple. He didn’t want to be judged, by them, the other angels, literally everyone.

What he’s feeling shouldn’t even be possible really. He knew they wouldn’t understand, or worse, separate him from you.

It’s just better to ride it out until he’s safely taken you to get judged. The feelings will fade and things will go back to normal. No need to make it a thing.

They would see the sin.

Why are you doing this to me?

You need to see yourself. It’s sad honestly.

Jimin wanted to scream. Why does this need to be so difficult? He gazed at the night sky.

No matter what you say, this is wrong. You should not feel like this.

I know.

And he did.

You need to tell someone. This should not be possible.

But that would make things complicated…

You’re broken and you know that.

It was true.

I am.

Talk to someone.

…

Jimin thought about it. It was right in the sense that everything he’s experiencing shouldn’t be happening at all, and just to be safe, maybe it might be a good idea to get evaluated. He should have done it a long time ago, it’s just… He’s scared. Scared for you, scared for himself, scared for his team. He doesn’t know what they might say or do.

But it might be something. Either way he’s screwed.

Just do it.

For the first time since he started feeling this way he genuinely considered it.

But then there was you.

Like always.

Jimin turned around to see you had gotten out of the shower. Your towel hung haphazardly around your form, hair tied up with a towel, and your skin still glistening from the water.

Fuck.

Calm down.

He knew you were just out here to catch the new episode of the show you were watching, and shower time had run into the start of the episode. Nothing about it was weird, but Jimin couldn’t help but laugh at the cruelty of it all. It’s like the world wants him to lose his mind.

Jimin smiled. It’s almost like you want him to lose his mind.

He chuckled. If only… It was a cute thought.

You were just so pretty it hurts sometimes. Jimin sighed and was about to join you on the couch as this was the show he was watching with you when…

BANG

The loud thud made you jump, but that was nothing in comparison to the scream you let out seeing a body sprawled out on your floor.

What the fuck

WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK?!!!

You clutched onto your towel, frozen in fear, your eyes forced to look at the person in the middle of your living room.

…

The wings.

Suddenly the man that had seemingly collapsed on your floor meant nothing as your eyes focused on the white wings that were protruding from his back.

You would have thought this to be a dream, your traumatic event earlier causing an angel to appear in your sleep, but the beautiful shimmer that the feathers admitted you knew was incapable of your imagination to come up with.

You stood there for what felt like a century waiting for something to happen, anything to happen, but the beautiful creature continued to lay face flat into your floor.

Should you call the police?

Of course, a mystery guy is lying on your floor, you gotta do something…

Would they believe you? You knew that answer imagining the phone call.

But what if you’re in danger? What happens when it wakes up? If it wakes up… But if you don’t you just have a body in your room and if it doesn’t wake up then, what do you do?

With your mind running a million miles an hour you completely forgot you were still just in your towel.

You quickly run and put on your clothes but also use this time to come up with a game plan. When you were done you ran out to your kitchen, and pulling a rapunzel, you grabbed a frying pan and headed back to see that indeed your problem was still there.

Today is just the worst fucking day ever.

You almost died and now you have an angel in the middle of your floor.

It was ironic, almost hilarious. You would laugh about it later, but now…

The realization had tears quickly pooling in your eyes. Suddenly the all too familiar movie series Final Destination was all you could think about. Maybe this was a sign. Maybe it means you’re gonna die. Death was finally catching up to you. The idea was rash but at the time, you really felt like it was your end.

You paced around your living room hoping something would happen. Best chase scenario this is just a really vivid dream and everything will be ok when you wake up, but as the hours passed, with no change, that hope started to dwindle into fear.

What were you gonna do?

With one deep breath you suddenly found yourself on the floor right beside the creature. Maybe you could help? You poked him gently, waiting for anything. Nothing. The adrenaline of the worst case scenario flashed in your mind and it had you hastily flipping him over in hopes of… something.

You stared in awe. He was beautiful. He was too beautiful, beautiful to the point that no human would be capable of. His delicate features were almost too perfect, his plump lips, cute nose, and long brown hair had you in a trance almost.

He was also wearing relatively normal clothes considering the situation. A white short sleeved shirt that was decorated with a few gold accents was draped over his torso, and white flowy pants that were tied together by a piece of fabric. He also wasn’t wearing any shoes oddly enough.

He really just seemed to be peacefully sleeping, and a wave of relief and a bit of worry washed over you as you watched his chest rise and fall slowly. He’s alive.

You lightly stroked his cheek, an urge that came out of nowhere, but a request you fulfilled. Was your eyes playing tricks on you or was he glowing? A soft shimmer seemed to radiate him. Wow.

Suddenly the wings you couldn’t take your eyes off of disappeared and his eyes began to flutter open. You watched with amazement as he slowly opened his eyes, the colors changing rapidly, before settling on a warm brown.

Jimin’s vision was blurry, his eyes taking a minute to adjust before, like an angel of his own, it was you. But what had his heart doing a backflip was the fact that you were staring at him.

It would sometimes happen, your eyes would meet his, without you knowing exactly who you were looking at, but this time it was different. It was like you were looking at him and not through him.

As the rest of the world around him stopped spinning for a second the more and more he came to realize that you were in fact staring at him. This wasn’t a fantasy, not his mind playing tricks on him, you were looking at him, and that was a fucking problem.

Jimin, despite his cloudy brain, sat up quickly, making you shriek and scoot back quickly. He tried his best to ignore the overwhelming nausea he suddenly felt. “You—you can see me?” He struggled to get out, the fucking nausea having him quickly falling back on his back. He didn’t even hear what you said, another mysterious ailment coming over him. His head was killing him.

You watched on the side lines as all of this happened, and you could clearly see the suffering this creature was going through. Even with your heart pounding in your ears, and your hands so shaky they were practically useless, you still found yourself rushing to his side.

“Hey, hey, you ok?” You hurriedly asked. Your hand hovered over his forehead, part of you still scared of what this creature might do. But looking into his hazy eyes, you quickly tossed that fear aside and rested your hand on his head.

He was burning up.

You ran to your bathroom and grabbed a thermometer and came back to check his temperature.

… 45 degrees (113 degrees Fahrenheit)? That can’t be real.

“Y/N…” his voice came out as a whisper but it still had you frozen with shock. He knew your name?

“You can see me?” He gently grabbed a hold of your arm. Your reaction again proved once again that you were 100% aware of his presence here. For some reason his eyes started getting teary quickly, maybe it was the fact that he actually felt like he was dying, but the thought was so nice in a moment like this.

The excitement had him trying to get back up once again, but he was warned the first time. You stared in confusion as he tried lifting himself up, but you saw the look, and suddenly he was sprinting off to your bathroom. You quickly ran after him to find him hunched over your toilet, the distinct sounds of someone throwing up, echoing in your tiny bathroom. It was like an instinct that you ran to join him, gently rubbing his back as he worked himself through it.

Sparing the graphic details, you were basically stuck with him in that bathroom for well over an hour. His temperature, despite it being already to impossible heights, kept rising, sweat was practically pouring off of him. You got ice and tried to cover it with him when the nausea wasn’t as bad. He ended up taking off his shirt somewhere in between, you were too distracted by the pressing situation but later you would come to admire the markings that decorated his skin almost like tattoos.

In one of the down moments, one where you both were sitting next to each other on your bathroom floor, you finally got the courage to ask him his name. After a few deep breaths and his hand grabbing onto yours he told you.

“Jimin.” His voice was hoarse and you could barely understand him, but the name seemed to ring in your head. It suited him perfectly.

You guys, despite spending an hour together, hardly ever really exchanged any words. It was mostly just you running back and forth trying to get as much ice as you could, comforting him when the nausea got too strong, you dabbing his forehead with a washcloth dipped in ice water to keep him cool and wipe away the sweat.

You only knew him for a few hours, but his suffering had you emotional. The moans and cries of pain and exhaustion had you barely holding back tears. There were multiple times he told you he felt like he was dying and the tears that were streaming down his face each time the nausea took over and he was practically sobbing each time he felt another wave of nausea overtake him and he was back to the toilet, had you struggling to keep it together.

You had so many questions about everything before all this, but at that point in time all of them had fled your mind and you just tried your best to be there for him in this moment.

A couple times that night you were worried he might just drop dead. The thought was rash, but if this was a normal human, that concern would be applicable. The only thing that got you through it was when you thought about the pretty wings that once emerged from his back, and well, the fact he just materialized in your living room, reminded you this was not a normal case. This definitely wasn’t a human.

Still though, you silently thanked your mom for teaching you all she knew. She was a nurse and had always lectured you about handling situations like these. Your help wasn’t much but it was what kept your head clear as you tried your best to care for him.

Honestly the only reason you weren’t in your bathroom for longer was the fact he nearly passed out on your shoulder. Exhaustion had taken over and you felt his head on your shoulder start to slide way too quickly. At that point, with the fact it had been at least a solid few minutes since he was gripping the seat, you prayed the nausea had subsided and you slowly helped him to his feet and led Jimin to your room.

You sat him down and quickly ran to get a blanket as you knew your covers would be too warm. By the time you were back he was barely awake, but he still smiled when you dropped the light blanket on top of him.

“Don’t wanna sound weird or anything but while your temperature has stabilized and gone down a bit, it’s still very very high. I honestly suggest maybe taking off your pants, hopefully that will help with keeping you from overheating.”

“Do you mind…. I’m not wearing anything underneath…” His voice was even worse than before.

You were shocked and even a little flustered by his words but you kept your caretaker face on. “I care more about you overheating than anything, I’ll just be careful when I come in tomorrow.”

He nodded slightly before he asked you to turn around. It took a little while but eventually he said you can look and you saw him lying there comfortably, the blanket now covering his form.

You smiled, feeling your heart at ease, before you ran off to get a bucket from your bathroom.

“Okay, so if you feel nauseous again, use this.” You placed it next to him on the floor. “I’ll just be outside in the living room if you need me. I’ll leave the door a little open so I can hear if you need me.” You said softly, seeing his eyes already threatening to fall shut.

You were about to leave when you heard him faintly call for you.

“You’re not staying?” The question seemed loud despite his quiet tone. You felt flustered all over again.

“You were so sad earlier and now with me, you must be exhausted. I feel bad for taking the bed.” You were in fact so exhausted you hardly picked up the fact that he had apparently seen you earlier in the day.

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me. Just rest up and hopefully you feel a little better in the morning.” You rushed out the room before he could ask anymore questions, you were flustered as is.

Once the door was slightly closed and you walked back into the living room, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as you sat down on the couch.

The moment away from Jimin had your mind spinning and suddenly all the questions came back to swarm around your head. There was so much that needed to be answered.

You got under the blanket you had brought out here and stared up at your dark ceiling. You wanted so badly to run back in there and pester Jimin with questions, but after these past few hours you know for a fact he wasn’t in the condition to answer any of them.

To not drive yourself crazy you decided to just hold off on them until he’s well enough. That still didn’t stop two major questions from dancing around in your head.

Why was he here, and were you gonna be ok?

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