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Stressed Jimin
It’s gonna hurt, you have been warned.

Warnings: None
Genre: Angst, fluff
Summary: Jimin has a tendency to overwork himself. But today he reached his limit and luckily you were there to pick him up and take him home.
Word count: 569
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“The comeback is soon. I have to work harder. I have to finish at least this part by today” Were the words clouding Jimin’s mind.
He had been working since 9 that morning and the time had reached 2 am. He had just recorded his part for the new title track. He had been trying to learn the choreography for the chorus all afternoon. He didn’t eat much to make it easier for him to dance. But he had already reached his limit for today.
He let out loud groans of frustration, before burying his face in his hands. He was tired, hungry, sweaty and upset.
“It looked so easy before. Why do I keep tripping?” He had already lost his patience.
“Why, why, why, why WHY???” He yelled.
He pushed his hair away from his face, breathing in and out trying to calm himself down but failed.
And that’s how you found him. Sitting in a corner. Curled up, like the small ball of sunshine he is. But as soon as he raised his head to find the source of the sound, his puffy eyes met yours.
He had anxiety written all over his face. You had to admit you were expecting to face something like this. It was 2 am after all. Jimin wasn’t at the dorms and hadn’t come over to your house. You already knew what this meant and rushed here to collect your angel boy.
He buried his face is his hands again and you could feel your heart break at the sight.
You quickly rushed to him, pulling him into your arms. He didn’t hug back but didn’t resist.
“Hey, baby, breathe. Come on. Match up your breathing with mine okay? Come on” You whispered to his ear breathing loudly, so he can at least try to do so too
He mimicked your pace of breathing and slowly wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
“Relax. You can do it. You have tomorrow. You still have time, don’t pressure yourself more. You’re done for today. You’ve done more than enough for today and-”
“No it’s not enough. I’ve only recorded something and haven’t finished the chorus yet. I still have things to do” He started to panic again.
Luckily, you had experience from your own panic attacks and knew how to handle it.
“Hey, hey, calm down. Look at me.” You said and he slowly raised his head and locked eyes with you.
“You’ve done more than enough. ARMYs are extremely understanding. They know you try to be perfect for them.”
“But I’m-” You sighed.
“If they saw you like this because of them, it would hurt them. Do you want to hurt them?”
“No, I-”
“Then you’ve done enough for today. It’s time to stop.” I cut him off. (iT’s TiMe To StOp)
“Okay” he sighed and got up to collect his things.
He followed behind you, until you reached your car. He climbed in the passenger’s seat and buckled up.
You started the car and it wasn’t even five minutes, before you heard light snoring coming from him. You stopped at a red sign and looked at him.
“Why are you so hard on yourself?” You said even though you knew he didn’t hear you.
You pushed his hair away from his face and sighed, before the light turned green and you started driving to your house again.