Jimin POV~

I sat in the passenger seat of Yoongi's car, quietly looking out the window as the city lights flew past us. I nuzzled my face into the top of the bears head as I held it. The radio hummed quietly as we both sat in silence. 

Yoongi pulled up to my house after a few minutes and parked by the curb out in front. I sigh to myself and turn to face Yoongi, who was already looking at me. 

"I had a lot of fun Yoongi, thank you for taking me" I smile gently at him, and he smiles in return. 

"I had fun too. Want to go to the movies on Friday?" 

"Yeah, sounds good" I smile. Yoongi smiles back and leans over, kissing my cheek gently before pulling back and sitting in his seat. I smile at him and begin to get out of the car, holding onto my bear. I wave at Yoongi before shutting his car door and going to my front door and stepping inside. The sound of Yoongi driving off echoes as I step inside me house. I let out a happy sigh as I kick off my shoes. 

"It's late" A voice behind me says. I flinch and quickly turn, seeing my mom sitting on the couch in her pink robe. Her hair in a messy ponytail like she had just woken up. 

"Mom, you scared me" I sigh and pick up my shoes with my free hand. 

"Its almost one in the morning Jimin. Where were you?" She questioned as she stood from the couch. I frowned and looked at her. 

"Mom, I called you and told you that I would be with a friend. Why are you acting like I didn't tell you?" I start heading up the stairs. 

"Did he get that for you?" She started to follow me to my bedroom. 

"Why does it matter mom? It was just a gift." I sigh and go into my bedroom, and my mom follows me inside. 

"Do you like this boy?" Her voice slightly higher pitched now, like she was getting ready to yell at me. 

"Mom. Please go, I want to go to bed" I turn to face her, my cheeks now heating up. She stares at me for a moment with wide eyes before leaving my room hastily. I shut my door behind her and quietly lock it, sitting down on my bed after. I close my eyes as I leaned back onto my hands. 

I get up from my bed and change into pajamas before sitting back down onto my bed, messing the toy bears ear. I smile to myself as my mind wandered back to Yoongi. The way my heart fluttered when he grabbed my hand, the way I felt safe and protected when he hugged me close. I let out a sigh of content and lay back onto the bed, letting my mind wander with thoughts of Yoongi. 

The way my anxiety disappeared and a single thought of him, brought me relief. I don't like doing what I do, I know it's wrong but I can't help it. I didn't want to do it anymore but I didn't know how to stop. 

The only thing that has ever brought me comfort when I was having anxiety was Yoongi. The thought of him has always calmed me and reminded me that I don't need to do that, but I always ended up doing it anyway. And I always felt ashamed and weak after I did it. 

I need to stop doing this. I need to prove that I'm strong enough, I'm stronger than this thing that tries to control me. 

I sit up and look at myself in my bedroom window, staring into my own eyes seriously. 

"You will stop. Do it for Yoongi" I say to myself and give myself a single nod. I turn off my bedside lamp before laying down in my bed and hug my new bear. 

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Hey guys, sorry about this late update. Soon after I got out of school my mom had surgery, and she's needed my help a lot. She's better now and shes gone back to work. So hopefully I'll have more time to work on drafts. Thanks for waiting, hope you enjoy :)