Jungkook's Little Sister Imagines

Never Grow Up

Never Grow Up.

That's what I have been telling Uno through the years. I am well aware that growing up is something I have no control over but growing up sucks; it sucks to watch my little sister grow up. Although I'm very much proud to witness her growing up to be such a wonderful human being— I just want her to stay forever this way.

Uno and I share the same birthday — first of September. I was nine when she was born and I can remember blowing nine candles in a hospital room, beside mom who's cradling my newborn baby sister. Looking back at the photographs that were taken that day is a continuous shot of nostalgia in my heart.

I can still remember the baby that my mom held in her arms so dearly. Her skin looked so fragile and soft. She was a little reddish yet she slept so comfortably in our mom's arms, cuddled against her chest with mom's heartbeat as her lullaby.

A few days had passed when I got to hold her for the first time ever. Her skin was warm against mine and she looked up to me with those Bambi eyes that looked so identical to mine. Dad was beside me, ready to catch her if ever I dropped her— I was nine, but that moment, I knew I wasn't going to let anyone hurt her and in that moment, the fact that I am a brother sunk in; and it was the most beautiful feeling ever.

That day, I think I spent the whole day beside my sister. I would never forget how Uno wrapped her little hand around my finger, held it while she slept, and the warmth that wrapped me and my heart with that small moment we shared.

Even though I was just nine, a tween, mom and dad trusted me so much with my little sister. they would let me watch over her whenever mom had to prepare her food or her milk. or whenever dad had to take a call and he wouldn't be able to watch over her properly. The trust they had put in me was a really nice feeling that gave me confidence that I have the ability to protect her this way, for now.

I was just nine, but I already knew by then that there's nothing I wouldn't do for my little sister.

I would lie down beside her, and we would sometimes have spontaneous staring contests which I would always win since she blinks too much. I sometimes read to her and even though I was aware that she couldn't understand a thing I was telling her, it felt nice to have a companion— to have someone to tell anything to. and how funny how i used to wish Uno to grow up faster so i can play with her and we would be best friends forever.

I remember being upset when she took her first steps when I was at school. I cried over the fact that I missed such a big milestone in my little sister's life. It was quite childish, I know, but at that point in my life, my sister had become the most important thing for me.

When she turned two, I had become more responsible so mom and dad allowed me to babysit her by myself because they trusted me. We had a nanny, too, so it basically wasn't just me but it felt good to be around my sister even though we still couldn't play together because she's still too small to play my big-boy games. But I play with her tea parties and kitchen toys and pretend that her plastic toy meals were the most delicious thing I have ever tasted my whole life— it gets difficult sometimes to act for her but I would do anything for her even if I looked stupid in front of everyone as long as I made her happy as her brother.

When she outgrew her crib, dad built a bed for her in my room. The bed had rail guards around them in case she would roll at night. At first, I would admit that it wasn't easy to share a room with Uno because she would get anxious every time she woke up in the middle of the night in my pitch black room with no sight of mom and dad. She would cry each time it happens and it makes me sleepless— but it's no big deal.

Once, our parents were out for their anniversary date and we were left alone with a nanny. Hyejin noona, our nanny, tucked us in at the same time but I can sense the anxiety Uno's eyes held that night because she was used to being beside mom and dad before she sleeps. I remember how she turned to her side and looked at me. I gave her a nod and told her to have a good night's sleep.