I yawn a little sitting down next to jimin who was sat smoking a cigarette. I look down "did I do good?" he nods "you did. You're almost as good as namjoon" I pout "namjoon doesn't actually know how to drive. He doesn't even race!"
He nods "better than nothing kid" I sigh "I'd be better off as a flag boy" he chuckles "you like dressing like a slut?" I shake my head "no, I mean, Im basically useless!" he shakes his head "no you're not"
He chucks his cigarette away after he finishes it. He looks at me "you've just got a lot to learn that's all. It took me years. You'll get it eventually"
I huff "my hyung would be so angry if he knew I was here" he sighs "your hyung sounds so protective of you... Did something happen for him to be like that?" I look at him and then look away "my parents left me on his families doorstep with a note saying 'if we didn't get rid of this baby, we would have killed him' so..."
I sigh "so jin and his family took me in. They kept my last name as Jeon because they didn't want to feed me lies all my life. They told me the truth when I wanted to hear the truth...when I was 13... My father came back and tried to kill me"
I fiddle with my fingers "if it wasn't for jin...i wouldn't be here" I lift my shirt up a little to show a scar on my side "I got this scar from him..." I sigh "the reason he doesn't want me racing... Is because my father was a street racer"
His eyes widen "really?? That's why?" I nod "yeah...hes overprotective and he has his reasons to be..but Ive always wanted to be a street racer! I want to be like you!.... But maybe he was right..i should stick to studying"
He goes to talk but I shake my head "you were right...I'm just a kid.. I could never be like you" I bring my knees to my chest. Jimin sighs "my mother passed away due to street racing"
I look at him and he looks down "she used to be the flag girl...she got shot by a police officer who came to stop the race...i was only 5 when it happened" he sighs "my father was racing. He grabbed the police officer and screamed as loud as he could. He was crying and screaming"
He looks at me "i was knelt down by my mother who was bleeding on the floor. I didn't know what was happening. I then got pulled away by a Namjoons father who was also racing. I then heard my dad yell 'continue on my name son' before getting shot five times by the same police officer who shot my mother"
My eyes widen. He then holds up a ring "my mother gave me this seconds before I got pulled away. I asked about this ring ages before the race and she told me" he looks at me and smiles a little "she told me that she wore the ring every race for luck"
He holds it out to me "she wore it because my father bought it for her when they first met at a race" I look at it "it's so pretty" he nods "my mother told me that I'll meet the right person while racing and she wanted me to give this to them. She was certain I'd fall In love with a flag girl"
He grabs my hand "but for now.. I want you to have this" I gasp "w-what?" he smiles "my mother said it gave her luck and assurance. Whenever she was worried or afraid she'd look at the ring and remember that my father loved her and wouldn't let anything happen to her and that kept her going"
I look at my hand
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Jimin nudges my arm a little "you can be flag boy for the next race and then I'll give you more lessons and the next race? You can race" my eyes widen "really?" he nods "definitely..you gotta work hard though"
I smile a little "I will" he nods "I better get you home. You need sleep" I look at the ring "are you sure you don't want it back? You might fall for someone tomorrow-well ... Today " he chuckles "I'm gonna be at home all day. I won't fall for anyone. Plus you need it more. Everytime you feel like giving up. Look at it and remember who gave it to you"
I nod and we both then climb into his car and I look out the window yawning. I lean my head against the window and slowly fall asleep
Jimins pov
We arrive at Jungkooks house. I look at him "kid-oh" I chuckle a little seeing him asleep. I stop the car and climb out the car. I then pick him up bridal style. I grab the keys from his back pocket and then open the door and close it with my foot.
I walk to his bedroom when I find it and put him down. He grabs my hand and shakes his head a little mumbling a little "stay with me"
I stare at him and chuckle a little "you are too cute" I take my shoes off and leather jacket and then lay down next to him and he immediately cuddles up to me. I smile a little wrapping my arms around him
I think my mother would be proud with who I gave the ring too. I didn't fall for jungkook but it'll give him assurance whenever he wants to give up on his passion..
