Jin and Hoseok were the first ones allowed to visit me. They'll arrive when the guard changes shifts, so they'll come with whoever's on the next shift and leave later with the person leaving their post at the hospital. We have some time in the morning to get ready for the visit. I slept a few hours, but Baby was enduring another night without getting the rest she should have.
She didn't insist on washing my hair perfectly; of course, I ended up with it all wet, but she didn't seem to mind. She braids my hair so it has nice waves after it dries naturally.
Baby dressed a little more decently, in jeans and a blouse, taking the trouble to put on makeup. She said she didn't want to look like a zombie or be constantly asked if she was okay. I noticed she wasn't as lively as yesterday, but that's normal because every time she sits down, her eyes close and she insists on staying awake so she can sleep better at night.
I spent most of the morning thinking, so much so that I didn't even notice which of the crazy nurses was guarding my lunch break. They gave me ordinary food; it tasted like nothing, but it was enough to take the edge off my hunger. The boys arrived during that time, so Baby left us alone to go and eat a proper meal for once.
It didn't take long at all. The boys were surprised that she was so diligent and returned so quickly. She knew my friends had limited time to see me, so this gave us a chance to talk privately. They had asked me what it was like spending so much time with her in this small room, so I told them the nurse's story, so they wouldn't ask me anything personal about how I felt about her.
I couldn't take my eyes off her as Baby walked barefoot around the room, tidying our things so it wouldn't look messy, and stood there until they left. My phone kept buzzing like crazy, telling me how beautiful I was, or because Baby didn't try to approach me, I shut them up by asking if they wanted to die (it was my way of letting them know I wouldn't respond to their words).
She received a notification and ran like crazy to her laptop and urgently copied something from her phone and played a video of a girl dancing alone.
I could see the lovely presentation as she dialed a number and spoke in Spanish very quickly. At one point, she was even typing an email in English while on the call. She looked really tired as she wrote more emails in both Spanish and English.
She said that one of her artists had her choreography stolen for a competition. Since she manages the work under her responsibility, Baby had proof of who the original choreographer was. There's probably nothing that can be done about the competition itself, but this will certainly help prevent a recurrence, because many people can't prove their work and end up calling others "fake creators."
Baby had to authorize her resources to submit evidence, ensuring that she had documented the progress of her artists and students, as well as their creations. The person using the choreography had worked as a children's teacher, but easily demonstrated bad habits and was dismissed after 3 months.
I wanted to do something for her, but I didn't know what I could do from here in the hospital, locked in this small room. But I had an idea and asked my friends in the group for advice... I told them that Baby had received bad news from her company, that it had obviously wiped the smile off her face, and that they should get me something to cheer her up, so that the people who were left in charge, to whom Baby had given enough authority, could handle it for her.
Namjoon and Jimin joined us for dinner. Baby also gave us some privacy, and we hurried to hide the surprise from her; it was a simple cushion with a picture of the group that we took the other day when we spent time together. But they didn't tell me they had chosen to put another picture on the other side of the fluffy pillow.
They love it when we do these things as a team, especially to give strength to someone who has been so nice to us and our team.
PD had called to see how she was doing and how she was handling it, as the security guys' reports were very good, making him realize how quickly she is able to win the hearts and trust of others.
She didn't notice anything because she was so tired and almost fell asleep standing up; she seemed confused about what they told her. Namjoon actually had to speak to her in English to make it easier for her. Jimin just hugged her so tightly he almost broke a rib or two, but at least she smiled a little thanks to his visit.
Baby went to remove her makeup, and her beautiful eyes had purple marks; they were also reddish and watery because she hadn't rested enough. The young woman was about to get her chair ready and try to sleep a little, but the door needed to be attended to again so the nurse could come in and do her job.
I admit that I was running out of patience to put up with her behavior and I really felt like killing her (the nurse).
Baby finally locked the door, and I stopped her before she reached the uncomfortable spot where she was supposed to rest. She didn't resist my actions and was only careful with my sling.
"Baby, I want to take care of you... I know it's supposed to be the other way around, but you need a break to forget everything," she said, which sounded wonderful but with a sad expression on her face. I asked her why she didn't just take my advice, and Baby just said it was too good to be true... that I'd forget about her as soon as they sent her off to become what she'd always feared, because the brighter the light shining on you, the stronger the shadow.
I wish I could tell her it wasn't true, but I can't lie about how much we struggle with the fact that we aren't treated like everyone else who doesn't have a public image to protect. I just want Baby to forget about everything for one night.
I was a little frustrated with myself, but today I can't imagine doing anything else... I brought her closer to me, slowly; she didn't even try to look at me, but she didn't reject me either. Holding her trembling hand, I guided her toward my bed, which was already flat. I gently and kindly convinced Baby to sit down, and I positioned myself on her lap with one knee on either side of her.
I placed her hands on each of my legs, which of course weren't covered since the hospital gown was a one-piece, probably because of the nurses. It was a shame to realize she was trying not to touch me too much or enjoy my progress, because Baby was doing her best not to notice me.
I remembered my past.... I found it difficult to get the attention of the girl I liked. After I became more famous, my life was so full of surprises that I wasn't interested in anyone in particular. Looking back to more recent times, I have to be careful of women who throw themselves at me like nurses, or literally throw themselves at me, to the point of not being allowed to go out without bodyguards.
Baby likes my playful behavior to make her nervous, blush, or get her undivided attention. I like her smiles and her wild side to deter my attempts to seduce her, to have fun. She clearly tells me when she realizes she likes something I say or suggest, but I never actually act on it.
"Can I touch your arm?" Baby looked me in the eyes and I said yes. Without breaking eye contact, I took the opportunity to cautiously move her hand a little higher up my thigh, making her hold onto my waist. I instructed her to do exactly the same with her other hand, the one I couldn't hold because of my injury.
She bit her lower lip before finding the courage to gently slide her hand up to the other side of my waist.
"Can I come closer?" This time, she answered with an "okay" and helped me get close enough to give me chills, the kind you get from something good. She smells really good, so I touched her neck with my nose, making a left-to-right movement, which made Baby notice something from her shoulder up to her ear.
"Let yourself go tonight, don't think about anything else, focus on me, give me the chance to be a part of you... I want to kiss you tonight," I said without thinking but completely serious.
Baby struggled to be less hard on herself about my proposal; her lower lip trembled and a small tear fell, wetting her cheek. I caught it with my lips before it could go any lower. She said nothing as she moved her face so that our noses were side by side, and she closed her eyes to continue the movement and make contact with our lips.
The light touch dispelled any plans I had in mind as I increased the pressure to kiss her. I wasn't in a rush for anything intense. I was savoring that gentle action. I repeated the kiss because I couldn't get enough of her; Baby did her part too, reciprocating, moving willingly to reach my mouth as she felt me ease the pressure.
I liked her lips, pausing for a moment to look into her face, I asked her if she wanted more and Baby simply said "please, kiss me." That's when I decided to go all in, holding her by the neck and gradually intensifying the way I kissed her, until I could explore her mouth with my tongue. She obviously moaned at the sensation.
We kissed gently and sometimes devoured each other as it seemed appropriate; I don't know how long we spent doing that, but morning came and we were sleeping peacefully together. She was the big spoon, making a pillow for me with her arm, the other resting on my hip without touching the sling.
I managed to sit down and smiled because Baby noticed my absence. I had a serious need to go to the bathroom and took advantage of the situation to give myself a quick wash. My lips were sensitive as I brushed my teeth, happy about what happened last night.
She had taken over the bed, not caring that the t-shirt she was wearing as pajamas wasn't covering her much at the moment.
She may not know it, but Baby seems to sense my presence in the room because she smiled and tried to open her eyes; her mouth was still pink, her lips as swollen as mine, and I was proud of it. She stretched like a cat before sitting down to gather her strength to get out of bed.
"Min Yoongi," he said.
- That's me - I played along.
- Thanks for last night - Baby said, blushing.
- What exactly was my good deed last night? - to provoke her.
- Hmmm, I learned something new about myself, I learned something new about you, and I definitely learned the true meaning of incredible - she said smiling and returning the provocation as I watched her from the chair as she sat with her legs crossed like the Indians to talk.
- continues - Baby had my attention.
"First... I didn't know I was capable of anything in the zombie-like state I was in last night, second... you're the best person I've ever kissed"—I didn't let him continue to number three until he explained his reasons for saying that.
- Well... everything seemed perfect to me - Baby decided to get up and cover her body properly.
- And the last reason is because your mouth tastes sweet and like poison at the same time, an addictive poison... one of those that you know will end your life, but you can't resist taking it - he said just before reaching the bathroom.
Those words did wonders for my ego and self-esteem.