13 YEARS AGO

"Jimin!"

From the name of that voice, Jimin couldn't get himself to ignore that cute and small voice.

"I have some really good news! Don't try to interrupt me," the little girl says as she sits next to Jimin, a big smile plastered on her face.

Jimin closes his notebook as he gives his full attention to the girl beside him, his eyes forming little cresecnts.

"Look, the doctor said I'm already healed from chicken pox, and now he's going to allow me to play outside everyday!" She exclaims.

"That's great!" Jimin says joyfully, taking the girl's hand and shaking it.

"Where did we leave off from our first part of the story?" Minhyo asks, looking at him.

"It was when there was a little boy who took a walk in the forest," he says as he takes out another black notebook.

"Oh! I get it, then he met a star!" She continues.

"And what will that star do, basically?" Jimin asks as he looks over to her.

"He sees the star as if it is the most beautiful thing in the world!" Minhyo says as she writes it down.

"Tsk, how romantic," he says.

"What's rotamic?" Little Minhyo asks, curiously.

"Its romantic."

"Ro...man...tic," Minhyo says, remembering each word.

"Its when a guy and a girl fall in love with each other," he explains.

"Like, how?" She asks, her eyes lighting up in curiosity.

"You wanna know how?" he asks, his eyes clouded with mischief.

He suddenly brings his two arms up with an evil smirk.

"Jimin, what are you doing?" Minhyo asks, letting out a small giggle.

He suddenly brings his two arms to her waist and starts tickling her sides.

"Jimin! Stop it!" She laughs, tears forming in the brim of her eyes as he keeps tickling her from my sides, accidentally letting out a snort.

"Did you just snort?!" He laughed as he stopped tickling her.

"Hey, you tickled me!" I retorted.

"How adorable!" He squealed as he pinched her cheeks.

His plump lips formed into a huge smile, his eyes forming into tiny crescents as he stared at her eyes.

"Wow, you have a huge smile on your face," she says, smiling in return.

"I don't smile alot, actually I don't know since when I've smiled," Jimin says as he looks toward Minhyo.

"So, what is romantic?" Minhyo asks as she gazes over Jimin, waiting for him to answer.

"As I said, a boy and a girl fall in love," he replies.

"How?" She asks, her eyes gleaming in curiosity.

"I'm not telling!" He says, crossing his arms.

"Tell me!" She says as he grabs his arm.

"Lets just write the story and I'll tell you! Promise me!" He replied as he lifted his pinky up.

"Small pinky," she chuckles as she look at his pinky.

"Just promise me!" He says.

Little Minhyo takes her pinky out and links it with his, creating a small lock between them.

"Promise," she says in return, smiling at Jimin.

Suddenly, he brings his small hands behind his back, taking something from his pocket.

"Here," he says and Minhyo looks at it before taking it.

"What is this?" She asks, holding up a silver chain.

"Its a token of our friendship," he says, a wider smile on his face.

He holds up a silver chain with him, just like the one he gave her.

"You see this charm? Its a rose, right?" He tells her.

"Yeah, but its black, isn't it supposed to be red?" She replies curiously.

"Yes, its a black rose, because for me, black roses symbolize eternity and long love," he explains.

"What's eternity?" She asks him again.

"Long-lasting," he replies and Minhyo nods, her head leaning against his shoulder.

"Then it means we'll be friends forever, right? And you'll love me?" She asks him.

At this point, Jimin was completely flustered.

"Of course," he replied, his eyes forming into crescents and his cheeks flush red.

And he knew he was caught in a trance, because of one girl.

They smiled at each other for a while, the whole universe stopping as they wandered into each other's eyes.

"Ow!" Jimin suddenly screeches, burying himself and clutching his bandaged head as the pain starts to engulf his head.

"Jiminie! What happened?!" Minhyo gasped as she tried to help by rubbing his bandaged head.

"I-I'm fine.... its always like that, I get migraines and headaches here and there, but thats okay," he says, as he gives me his weak smile.

"Jimin, are you sure you're okay?" She asks him.

"Yes, I am.... I'm used to this, its been months since I had this bandage on my head," he says as he gestures to his bandage.

Minhyo's lips form into a straight line as she looks at Jimin, wondering if the boy beside her is bald.

"Do you have hair then?" I ask him.

"Of course I do, pabo," he replies, rolling his eyes.

"Then, you must be bald from the treatment you get," I mumble.

"I have hair, but its not black anymore. They said I can't have my colored hair back and I can only have this yellow, bland hair growing... unless I dye it," Jimin replied.

"But to be honest, you still look cute even if you're bald," Minhyo snickered, earning a smile from Jimin.

"I don't know if that's a compliment or not, but thank you," Jimin replied, a cute grin on his face.

"What's coliment?" She asks him.

"You'll know that soon, and its compliment, you'll know all about it when you finally have vocabulary class which is in 2nd grade," Jimin replied as he places his hand on hers.

"I wonder... will your hand ever get bigger?" He snickers.

"Says the one who says that his hand is the smallest," Little Minhyo sticks her tongue out to him.

Jimin chuckles, taking out his colored pens and giving them to Minhyo.

"So? What's next for our story?" He asks Minhyo, not knowing the heating sensation on his cheeks.

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(UNEDITED)

A/N:

Nothing is more uwu-able than two kids getting along and slowly having fun with each other :3 its just sooo cute

Why is Joonie such a bootiful human being? LIKE I MEAN GO STAN THE PRESIDENT he's such a cutie ugh I wanna put him in my pocket and love him forever you know what I mean? I mean like my lil Joonie needs love and I'm just here sitting and waiting for him like uGh wHy (I am Namjoon's hoe, sorry)

^every ARMYs thoughts. Fite me.

Anyway... ILY! (I love Yoongi)

Jkjk (even though its a 100% fact) I LOVE YOU 💜

*Me whispering at the distance:

stan ateez