𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 ● 𝐉𝐉𝐊

• 20 • juste toi

Jimin was blabbering some shit.

Surely had to be shit.

Cause every syllable that fell from his mouth was like a reducing second on the time-bomb of your brain.

"And then, guess what? I caught the cat by it's tail and handed it to Batman. He and Mr. Strange were doing the time trav-"

"I'll chop you into tiny, little pieces and feed it to that cat, if you don't keep your darn mouth shut for the next hour!"

"Jeez. Someone's in a mood," he mutters, pouting his fleshy lips. "I'm sorry, I forgot I didn't have to tell dad. I already said sorry so many times, can't you forgive me, chocie?" His large, baby puppy eyes come out and he shuffles closer to you.

You look at the adorable creature. Heh, brother.

"It's alright, baby." You ruffled his hair. Had to forgive him. He was your baby brother. You had a soft corner for him, not that you wanted to accept, but you did have it. Would always forgive him, always.

He grins, his wicked front tooth making his smile cuter. That deceptive cuteness.

"Thank you, chocie! Were you out with Mr. Taehyung last night? Did you do that kissy thing? People do with their lips? And then did he remove your clothes?" His curiosity obviously had to make a show.

"KIM PARK JIMIN!" Your eyes widen at the boy who just doesn't have any shame, or innocence of his age. Wasn't shocking at this point but still, it sounded weird coming from him.

"What? That's what they show in movies. But nothing comes after that," he sighed. "Ji-hoon said they show the 'after that' part in a porn but momma and dad said no to watch it."

"Of course, it's a big no, Jimin! I'll personally make sure to it and stop buzzing your head in such topics and do something kids your age do. Go play or study!"

"Ok," his voice was retiring. "I told 'em I saw it pop up in your phone..."

"YOU-"

Your outburst was stopped by your phone, and your baby brother grinned at the timing. You threw a dirty look at him which said 'We're not done'.

The phone got picked up, didn't read the name as you were doing an eye battle with him now.

"Hey, Y/N? You called?" His voice was so sweet and careful.

"Oui! Taehyung, thank god. I was waiting for your call," you suddenly sigh in relief, breaking your eye contact with your brother which makes him pout. The lack of attention on him in the next seconds makes him start crawling onto your lap.

"Oh, sorry for the wait, I guess. I got busy with assignments and stuff."

"It's fine. I actu- Jimin! Don't do that!" Your brother was now leaning his head into your face and pressing his ear near the device. His breath was fanning yours and it was tickling you. The boy had grown heavy now. When he was young, you could take his weight on your body but now it was just too much. "Get off me, you monkey. Can't breath. Uff."

You threw his supposedly small body beside which made him groan, and continued your call.

"Sorry for that, it was my brother," you chuckle, embarrassed.

"I understood. Is he playing with you?"

"More like annoying the fu- you know what I mean," you stopped yourself, and threw a glance at him. He was already coming back to climb up again. This time you held his chest to keep him off while you had talked, he surely kept resisting but this time his strength was nothing compared to yours.