Jungkook's POV

Wait... what did he just say?

- What!?

I stands up, holds Yoongi by the arm and pulled him outside without any hesitation.

- What are you doing!?

He yelled at me after had yanked his wrist off of me.

- I'm sorry.

I said, scratching my head. But I need to hear it again.

- Yoongi-ssi, can you please repeat what you just said?

- "What are you doing?" ?

I stared at him blankly.

- No! The thing about Jimin!

- Oh, that, well as I said, he is both mute and deaf. That's why you have never heard him say anything.

Park Jimin. My boss. Has those as a disability!? And I literally had no idea!?

- H-Hold up! The mute part makes sense but deaf!? How that he can understand what we were saying?

I asked, clearly confused.

- It's simple. He reads our lips.

- He can do that!?

Yoongi nods.

- Yeah, the guy is a special one. Despite his disadvantages, he still manages to become such a wonderful person now. Both me and Mr.Kim really adore him.

He said with a small grin while I'm standing here, nearly losing my mind. I have been working with him for some times now and I got the nerve to not knowing something so obvious like that!? I called him dumb, a jerk when in reality those words should be used to describe my thoughtless self!

I feel horrible.

We walk back to the room where I see Jimin and Mr.Kim Taehyung is smiling to each other.

- Well, I guess it's time for you two to head home. It's pretty late now.

Mr.Taehyung said while looking at his expensive watch.

I saw Jimin stares at him and nods. He stands up and walks up to me, his dear eyes staring through my soul.

We got to Yoongi's car. I have to say something to him.

- Yoongi-ssi. Can you drop us at the sweet shop?

I asked. Staring at him through the rear-view mirror.

- What for? Mr.Kim ordered me to drop Jimin off at his house.

- I will take him home by myself later.

I insist. After some times, Yoongi finally accepts my request.

- Be careful, ok?

I waved at him as the car pulled away.

I look back at my boss. He seems very confused as to why we are here at the shop at this hour.

- Jimin...

I said, staring directly at him.

- I'm sorry...

He looks at me and tilts the little head.

- I really didn't know about your condition... I still can't believe that I really not knowing that you are mute and deaf. I did horrible things to you, called you ugly names and even though you can't hear me, I still feel bad for saying so.

I confessed, knowing he can understand me through reading my lips.

- I'm really sorry... you are an incredible person. I really adore you for what you do. Jimin, please forgive me...

Clenching my fists, I stares down at my feet, ready to get smack across the face or something. I really deserve it.

Instead, I got a feeling when someone runs their fingers through my hair. I actually love that.

- Jimin...

He stares at me, his eyes sparkling with stars and they quickly disappear when he smiles at me.

Jimin lifts up his hand with an "ok" sign.

- Are you saying that "it was ok"?

He nods, smiling brighter as I understand what he tried to tell me.

- But... I acted like a jerk to you-

He lifts both of his hands up with two "ok" signs.

I sighed but with a smile.

- You are too nice for this world Jimin-ah.