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The next couple of days are harsh.

Taehyung, Hoseok and Namjoon help Jimin move the most necessary things from his apartment to their frat house.
It all fits in one bag. Silent tears pave small paths of wetness down his cheeks as he tucks his mother's CD between two sweaters in the bag.

He dreams about her last words at night, waking up with a wet pillow and a headache.

"My Jimin, my sweet boy. I'm so proud of you. You are going to take such good care of her. I know you will."

"Look after her. Be there for her when times are rough, celebrate her birthdays, comfort her during her first heartbreak, help her with school work, walk her down the aisle on her wedding day if you have to. Show her that she is loved, that she is worth everything and more. I trust you. Only you."

"Promise me."

And Jimin promised.

His mother's dying wish. He can't let her down.
His sister. His small, defenseless baby sister. He can't let her become someone else's. He won't.

First, he thought that maybe Micha could adopt her in the meantime.

She tried applying, but didn't get through because they deemed her apartment too small.

Jimin's hope shrunk inevitably.

"We'll figure something out, Jimin. I promise,"
Taehyung comforts him as they cuddle in his bed right after getting the news about Micha not being able to help this time. It's the second day after Jimin temporarily moved into their frat house.

Jimin just stays with his face buried in Taehyung's chest, eyes closed and exhausted even though he hasn't been doing anything. Just the constant worry is taking more energy than any physical work he has ever practiced.

"What if someone takes her, Tae? I won't survive that loss,"
Jimin whispers, his heart clenching.

"They won't. You have a say in who gets her. You're still her family."

Jimin is suddenly struck by a terrifying thought, almost jolting out of the bed.

"What if my father finds her? What if he takes her just to get to me?"

"Shh Jimin, the foster home knows about him. He will never get to her without facing jail first."

Jimin calms down and Taehyung squeezes him closer.

"I need you to think... Is there anyone else? A distant relative? Anyone?"
Taehyung voices gently, knowing that Jimin is broken and has a hard time thinking without spiraling down to a very evil path.

Jimin shakes his head,
"I don't have any on mom's side. I don't want to know about my father's. I just want my sister, Taehyungie. I can't live without her. I want her to myself. She has always been mine."

Taehyung sighs,
"We'll think more later. Sleep now."

Jimin nods, Taehyung's fingers running through his hair soothingly.

Hoseok and Namjoon comes back from their classes a while later, waking them up to eat something.

"We should meet up and discuss this tomorrow. With Jungkook, Yoongi and Seokjin,"
Namjoon says, stirring his ramen with his chopsticks.