I still remember. Do You? ꒰ა yoonmin ໒꒱

24.

" Jiminie when will we reach there? " Yoonjun looks from the passenger seat to stare at Jimin. Since Jimin didn't have any child seat with him, and the regular seat was too deep for him; the child wasn't able to see the outside view through window. And started getting bored, he has already asked the same question almost 10 times in the past 5 minutes.

" I told you just a bit longer."
Jimin tries his best to not loose his patience, he doesn't want to make Yoonjun uncomfortable in his presence.

" I wanna hear music."
He points at the music player, Jimin was about to turn it on when he remembered the kind of songs that are saved in there. He doesn't think it'd he appropriate to let a child hear them, even though Yoonjun wouldn't understand half of those words.

" It doesn't work."
He gave him a lame excuse. Making the already upset child even more upset.

" Hey, kiddo..."
Jimin has been trying his best to avoid saying Yoonjun's name. It's just that he doesn't think he could use the name that he cherished so deeply, for anyone else. It would take him some time to come to term with that.

Yoonjun has also observed that, but he didn't push Jimin to say his name. Even though he was confused as to why would he do so. It's just a name after all.

Jimin taps his finger on the steering wheel before continuing what he was saying before.

" My dad would be in the house with us, so whatever I say about you to my dad just nod your head along, okay? "
He hopes that the child would agree without any questions, cause he doesn't really know how to explain it to him.

" Why? "
Yoonjun asks with his big doe like eyes. He's a kid after all, it's in his nature to get curious about things.

" It's like some kind of game that me and my dad play."
Jimin sees Yoonjun make an 'o' shape with his mouth, looking like he is convinced by that.

" Is it fun? "
He asks after thinking for some time.
" Yes, very fun. So just nod your head to whatever I say."
" Okay."

" Thanks." Jimin heaved a sigh of relief, now all he had to do was act nicely in front of his dad. Something that he sucks greatly at.

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" Master Jimin, you're back earl- Huh! Who's this? "
The head servant's sharp gaze fall on the little boy that's trying his best to hide behind Jimin. He became wary of the stranger and since Jimin was the only known person, he used him as his shield.

Jimin carefully brings him forward from behind to introduce him.
" He's Taehyung's nephew. He'll stay with us for some time."
Yoonjun looks confused at the introduction but he remember what Jimin has told him in the car so he just nod his head along.

" Welcome, little master."
He bows down for the little boy and Yoonjun replies back with a bow too.
" Thank you, ahjussi."
His bright smiles made even the head servant come out of his serious demeanor.

" Give this to me, I'll take it to one of the guest rooms."
He takes the luggage from Jimin's hands and opened the door to let them inside.

Yoonjun's little eyes went wide as he was left stunned on seeing how big the house was. His lips were agape in shock and his eyes refused to blink. He has never been to a house this big before. He felt like he just entered a fairytale.

The house was exactly like those he would see in the dramas. Covered in white marbel, and tall glass windows that allowed the sun rays to peek inside. In the center was a huge chandelier stuck to the ceiling. His heart was fluttering like a butterfly seeing all this.

" Is dad home ?"
Jimin asks when he heard his father's voice; cause he usually isn't back home before dinner time.

" He wasn't feeling well so he took half day off."
Jimin rushes to see his father on hearing that, making Yoonjun run after him too.