Chapter Twelve: Jimin's Conundrum

"...I'll just leave you guys alone," Jimin says and leaves.

'I wonder if it's great to have a sibling,' Jimin thought.

Jimin is jealous of his friends because they have a sibling. Jimin does had a sibling but she died last year because of cancer, lung cancer. Thinking of it makes him wanna cry and pray for an another sibling but his parents got divorced, because his father caught his mother cheating. This made Jimin's life worse, a broken family.

Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ Tᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ Jᴏᴏʜʏᴜɴ. Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ɪs ᴄᴏᴜɢʜɪɴɢ. Jɪᴍɪɴ ɪs ɪɴ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ.

"Nᴏᴏɴᴀ?"

"Yᴇs Jɪᴍɪɴ?" Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"Gᴡᴀᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴʜ-ᴀ?" Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"Nᴇ, Jɪᴍɪɴ. Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ," Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ᴀssᴜʀᴇᴅ.

"Jɪᴍɪɴɪᴇ-ʜʏᴜɴɢ!"

"Tᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢɪᴇ!"

Jɪᴍɪɴ ʀᴀɴ ᴛᴏ Tᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀss.

"Aɴɴʏᴇᴏɴɢ, Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ-ᴜɴɴɪᴇ," Jᴏᴏʜʏᴜɴ ɢʀᴇᴇᴛᴇᴅ.

"Aɴɴʏᴇᴏɴɢ, Jᴏᴏʜʏᴜɴ," Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇᴅ.

"Hᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ?" Jᴏᴏʜʏᴜɴ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"Wᴏʀsᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ."

"Dᴏᴇs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ?"

"Nᴏᴛ ʏᴇᴛ."

"Yᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ, ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜɪᴍ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ."

Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ.

Mᴏɴᴛʜs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ. Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ's ʜᴀɪʀ sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғᴀʟʟ ᴏғғ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ.

"Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ-ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ, ᴡʜʏ ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ?" Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"Jɪᴍɪɴ, I ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ," Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ.

"I'ᴍ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ, ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ," Jɪᴍɪɴ sᴀɪᴅ.

"I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴄᴇʀ, ʟᴜɴɢ ᴄᴀɴᴄᴇʀ."

"Wʜᴀᴛ? Bᴜᴛ, ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ, I ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ," Jɪᴍɪɴ sᴀʏs.

"Iᴛ's ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴘᴏʟʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ, Jɪᴍɪɴɪᴇ," Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ.

"Wɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ?"

Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀɪᴅ, "Wᴀɴɴᴀ ɢᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ?"

"Sᴜʀᴇ! Wʜᴇʀᴇ?"

Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ sᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴜᴘ, ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴀ ʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪɢ ᴏɴ ɪᴛ, ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴀ ғʀᴏᴍ Jɪᴍɪɴ's ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ, Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ. Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ʟᴇɴᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴ ᴜᴍʙʀᴇʟʟᴀ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴀɪɴ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀᴄᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀᴇᴄᴀsᴛ. Tʜᴇʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

Iᴛ ɪs ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴏғ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪs ᴍᴀᴊᴇsᴛɪᴄ, ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ɪs ᴘᴇʀɪᴡɪɴᴋʟᴇ. Jɪᴍɪɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ, ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. Tʜᴇʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʜɪʟʟ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ.

"Bᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ, ɪsɴ'ᴛ ɪᴛ?"

Jɪᴍɪɴ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ.

"Wᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴇsᴛ, Jɪᴍɪɴ?" Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ.

"Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴʏ, ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ?" Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"As ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ, Jɪᴍɪɴ."

Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs. Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅɪᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ, ɪғ sʜᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴡʜᴀᴛ Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ғᴇᴇʟ.

Iᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀɪᴢᴢʟᴇ. Jɪᴍɪɴ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜᴍʙʀᴇʟʟᴀ ᴛᴏ sʜᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ. Tʜᴇʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴊᴏᴋᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ɪs ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴄᴀᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɢs.

"Jɪᴍɪɴ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ғᴀᴠᴏʀ?" Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ.

"Sᴜʀᴇ! Wʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɪᴛ, ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ?"

"Tʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ, ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴛ ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ? Pʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴅ sᴛʏʟᴇ?"

"I'ʟʟ ᴘʀɪɴᴛ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ," Jɪᴍɪɴ sᴀɪᴅ.

"Gᴏᴍᴀᴡᴏ, Jɪᴍɪɴ."

Jɪᴍɪɴ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪs ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ. Wʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, Jɪᴍɪɴ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ᴄᴀʀᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴜɢ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴɪᴛᴏʀ. Hᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀɪɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs, ʜᴇ ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴍɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ. Hᴇ'ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ, ʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sɴᴏᴏᴢᴇ ᴏғғ.

Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴡ Jɪᴍɪɴ sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇғᴜʟʟʏ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ʙᴇᴅ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋs ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴛ ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇ ʜɪᴍ. Sʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴛs Jɪᴍɪɴ's ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴋɪss ᴏɴ ɪᴛ, ᴛᴇᴀʀs sᴛʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ. Sʜᴇ sᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴀʙs ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ɪᴛ.

Tʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴀʏ, Jɪᴍɪɴ ᴡᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ. Hᴇ ɢʀᴀʙs ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ɴᴏᴏɴᴀ's ʀᴏᴏᴍ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ɪs ɢʀᴇᴇᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ. Hᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ's ʟɪғᴇʟᴇss ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ʟᴏsᴛ ʜɪs sɪsᴛᴇʀ. Hᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴅ ᴏɴ Sᴏᴏɴᴋʏᴜ's ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴ ɪᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ɪᴛ.

To: Jimin

I'm sorry Jimin. I wanted to tell you that tomorrow is the time for me to pass. I don't want you to worry me to death. Just remember that I always love you and I will always check you from above.

Promise me one thing, don't cry. I hate seeing you cry, be happy. You can do that to your noona. Fighting.

Your sister,
Soonkyu.

Curse cancer. Why does it have to happen to his sister?

Jimin doesn't noticed that he already got home and tears stained his cheeks, he wipes them off with his sleeves and started walking in. He is greeted by two smiling boys.

"Hi, Jimin-hyung!"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Park Jihoon," "I'm Yang Jeongin!" "We are your step brothers," Jihoon winks while Jeongin smiles and bowing at him.

"What?!" Jimin yells.

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