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My pov
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I looked up at the pale boy in-front of me.
He looked angelic.
His skin was pure white unlike mine.
His hair was straight and luscious, but mine was messy.
Oh, how his eyes sparkled in the setting sunlight.
He looked perfect.
I was so lost in his beauty that I failed to notice the two fluffy ears that appeared on top of his head.
I was shocked, yes.
But it seemed to calm the tears that still flowed down my scarred skin.
We seemed to have stared into each others eyes for hours, until his cheeks started turning a light shade of pink.
"U-um, are y-you alright, Miss?"
I quickly perk up at his words.
His voice was soft and angelic.
His eyes met mine for a minute, but they quickly turned away.
"Thanks for asking, but I'm okay." I say before looking back down at the cold floor.
I dont even know why I answered, but whoever this man is he seems trustworthy.
Before he could even say anything, I felt darkness enter my eyes as I collapsed. I expected to be greeted by the hard ground, but two soft hands cradled me before hitting the ground.
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Jimins Pov
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"U-um, are y-you alright, Miss?" I manage to say, avoiding eye contact with her.
I noticed that she was really beautiful.
She had smooth brown skin, even though she was covered in scars.
Her eyes glowed in the sunlight. Her button nose was slightly red from her crying previously.
"Thanks for asking, but I'm okay." She replied back lifelessly. She was far from okay.
Before I could reply she collapsed and I quickly grabbed her before she hit the wet ground.
I observed her soft sleeping figure, her wet clothes stuck to her curvy figure, her thighs—wait what am I doing?!
I quickly tried to erase those thoughts, but I soon noticed the tent growing in my baggy white pants.
Oh shit.
✧･ﾟ:*ᴵ'ᵐ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗᶦᶠᵘˡ (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)*:･ﾟ✧*
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Your pov
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I slowly opened my eyes to be greeted with a peaceful white ceiling.
Where am I?
I looked around and the sight was beautiful. I was in a room with baby blue walls and white accents. It was peacefully decorated. But wait— Who the fuck brought me here?
At that note, I quickly started to scramble out of the bed, but the minute I tried to—i fell making a big thump on the hardwood floors beneath me. I felt terrible. I had a pounding headache.
"Dammit Y/n." I said in a whisper.
I immediately hear footsteps approaching the room, and a flustered boy with cute ears runs inside of the room.
"H-Hey, are you okay? Did you hurt anything?" The boy asks helping me back into bed.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to take a shower? I have extra clothes! Oh, also Im a hybrid...are you okay with that? Most people don't really like us. Do you have anywhere to stay? I have 4 extra rooms. You can stay if you like. Unless you don't want to or anything?"
He suddenly stops speaking and his face becomes super red. I start to giggle at his rambling.
"Y-your...so...c-cute...!" I say in between laughs.
But now im the one with the red face.
"T-thanks..Ive been waiting to see your smile for the past two days." he says. Wait. I was asleep for two days?! No wonder Im starving!
"Im Y/n!" I say trying to change the subject.
"H-hi y/n, Im Jimin. A hybrid." He says with a soft smile. He runs his hand through his blue locks as his eyes form tiny crescents.
He exits the room for a while and returns with a plate of food.
"Eat up!"
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Jimin slowly enters the room again.
"H-hey, you were crying earlier. Do you want to talk about it?" He says with the softest smile ever.
I dont know why.
But he seems so trustworthy.
He seems, sweet, gentle, and caring.
I just feel like I should tell him everything.
"Yea, I want to talk about It." I say looking down playing with my fingers.
"Okay, whenever your ready." he says, holding my hand.
"Thank you." I reply smiling back.
"No one has ever been so nice to me before." I say feeling tears build up in my eyes, and then I feel the hot streams fall down my cheeks. I start to sniffle, then comes the sobs.
I don't want to seem so vulnerable so I cover my face with my hands to try and hide the ugly sobs coming from me.
I feel Jimin grab my waist and pull me into his embrace. He rubs his hands up and down my back while cradling me.
"Don't cry Y/n, I want you to be happy. Even though we just met. I want you to be as happy as possible." Jimin says while drawing small circles on my back to try and soothe my sobs.
I put my hands around jimin and sit my head in the crook of his neck, as I feel him tense up.
"I haven't met my family since I was born. I was raised in an orphanage. I had no friends. I watched as every boy and girl, who were Koreans, be adopted. I started thinking that people didn't want black girls as kids. So I grew up alone basically." I sniffle.
"I had one friend named Lisa, but she was adopted soon when I turned 15. When I was 18, the orphanage I lived in was burned in a fire and all the kids who lived in the orphanage was sent to another unit, but I was left inside of the burning building." I begin sobbing again and Jimin quickly starts to draw small circles onto my back again.
"You can stop if you want?" He suggests. I shake my head no.
"I escape on my own. When I finally made it out—everyone was gone. There were no firemen, no spectators, and no children. It was all planned. They all wanted me dead. So I decided to live on the streets, as Ive been doing for a year now until you found me. I was starving and I wanted to die at that point. I was previously injured by a group of men who beat me for stealing some food out from their trashcan. Im pathetic." I start crying even more now.
"Y/n, its okay now, you dont have to be alone anymore. Im here now. Im sorry I didn't find you before. Im sorry you went through all this alone. You are so strong. You had the courage to live through all of that. You are amazing. You are beautiful. You don't have to lift a finger anymore." Jimin says, playing with my curly hair.
"Your staying with me, forever." Jimin says, putting emphasis on forever. You feel your face heat up.
"J-Jimin, no, its fi—"
"It is not fine! Your staying! And thats final!" Jimin says before pulling me into his embrace.
"O-okay.." I mumble into his warm chest .
This is weird, but I like it. Someone who finally wants to fight for me.
I love this.
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