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Zil_ɞ˚˙
good morning everyone
Jin carefully handed Yoongi a steaming cup of tea, but Yoongi's gaze drifted past the cup and settled on Jin's gentle smile. He couldn't help but be captivated by the warmth that radiated from Jin's very presence, a soothing balm that seemed to fill the entire space. As Jin's eyes met his, Yoongi felt his heart flutter, and he knew in that moment, the tea was forgotten, but Jin's quiet warmth had become the sole focus of his attention.
* Yoongi's reverie was shattered when Jin's soft voice called out to him *
The sudden interruption made Yoongi jump, and his hand jerked, accidentally knocking against the cup. The scalding hot tea splashed onto his hand, making him hiss in surprise as he quickly withdrew his hand, wincing in pain. Jin's eyes widened in concern as he rushed to Yoongi's side.
𝚓𝚒𝚗
"Oh no, are you okay?"
Mr. Kim
Young master, are u ok .. *paniked and worried*
Yoongi gritted out, his voice laced with a hint of pain as he gingerly cradled his scalded hand. A small hiss escaped his lips as he tried to compose himself, but his eyes betrayed his discomfort, flashing with a fleeting glimmer of pain.
Jin's eyes filled with a deep sense of concern and guilt as he gazed at Yoongi's burned hand. He could almost feel the pain radiating from Yoongi's tender skin, and his heart ached in sympathy. Without thinking, Jin reached out to gently take Yoongi's injured hand in his, his fingers instinctively cradling it with care. "I'm so sorry, Yoongi," he whispered, his voice barely audible, as he carefully examined the burn.
Jin swiftly led Yoongi to the washroom, his grip on Yoongi's arm gentle but firm. He turned on the cold faucet, and the sudden rush of cool water was a welcome relief. Jin carefully submerged Yoongi's burned hand under the running water, holding it steady as Yoongi winced slightly.
𝚓𝚒𝚗
"Just a minute, it'll help with the pain "
Jin reassured him softly, his eyes locked on Yoongi's face, monitoring his discomfort.
Yoongi's instincts screamed at him to pull away, to reject the touch and the concern. It was a reflex he'd honed over years, a defense mechanism to keep people at bay. But as Jin's gentle fingers cradled his burned hand, something unexpected happened. The warmth of Jin's touch seeped into his skin, calming the stinging pain. Yoongi's tension eased, his shoulders relaxing as Jin's soft words wrapped around him like a soothing balm. For the first time, he felt no urge to recoil, no discomfort at the proximity. Instead, Jin's touch seemed to quiet the chaos within him, bringing a sense of tranquility he'd never experienced before.
Mr. Kim hastily retrieved the first aid box, instructing kookie with a gentle urgency.
Mr. Kim
"Little Kookie, please sit here and wait for just a sec. I'll be right back, real quick.
Just then, their little bundle of energy, Tae , came tumbling down the stairs, his bright eyes shining with excitement. He was proudly sporting his favorite bear hair tie and clutching his beloved toys, eager to show off his treasures to his handsome Ajusshi, Namjoon.
excitement faltered as he scanned the sitting area, expecting to see everyone. Instead, he found a lone figure sitting with his head bowed, fingers fidgeting nervously.
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