Not really knowing what to do with the time he's there, he sees a boy sitting all by himself, drawing what he assumes from the distance are animals.
"What's your name?"
The boy flinches, not expecting someone to come near him. It makes him scared...
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Noise. Noise is all Jimin hears and sees crowds of people. People talking here and there, laughing or calling out to others. With the weekend coming up, Jimin decided to take Minjun to the mall. It was planned as an escape from sitting at home and thinking all day about what happened yesterday. Jungkook made him feel good about himself until everything came crashing down. Of course, Minjun caught on quickly, something was up with him, but Jimin didn't want to burden him with it.
Like any other parent, Jimin is on high alert as they walk through the mall. The mall is busy; getting too crowded for Jimin's taste. They have already walked through a few shops to buy new clothes for Minjun. It's hard to acknowledge that Minjun is growing, and not just slowly. It's like it was yesterday that he held him in his arms for the first time.
Jimin's hands start to ache, a warm feeling starts to cascade over his palms with the amount of bags he's carrying. The afternoon is approaching. Which leads to the decision that the small restaurant shops in the mall should be emptier and it is a good time to go for a meal. Jimin lets Minjun decide what they eat, settling for a lighter meal.
"What are you eating, papa?" Minjun curiously asks and eyes Jimin's plate.
"This is sesame chicken," Jimin replies and pushes the plate forward with the tip of his fingers, smiling from ear to ear. He is happy Minjun does have an inquisitive side. "Do you want to try?"
Minjun eagerly nods and slides back and forth on the chair with excitement. This only makes Jimin feel pure contentment in his life, seeing him so eager to try new food. He stabs a chunk of sticky chicken onto his fork and offers this to Minjun to take onto his own plate, but instead, the small boy opens his mouth for Jimin to put the meat piece into his mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Good thing, he didn't choose the spicy variant. The sheer heat from spices would have been like a fire in Minjun's mouth, way too hot for him to handle at his age.
"Yes!" Minjun calls out enthusiastically, nodding his head a few times and eyes another piece of chicken Jimin has stabbed onto his fork. Before Jimin puts the reddish-brown chicken piece in his mouth, his gaze stops on Minjun, who is eyeing the chicken with puppy eyes. Jimin jokingly moves the fork in the air and has to bite his lip to keep from laughing as Minjun follows the fork with his gaze.
"Don't tell me you want another chicken piece."
Only then does Minjun's gaze leave the chicken on the fork and their eyes meet. This time Jimin can't help but giggle. Minjun's expression is just too cute.
"Was it that tasty?" Minjun answers him with a silent but tentative nod, and smiles. Jimin continues to hold his gaze on his smile. Is Minjun actually happy? Jimin grins and holds out the fork towards Minjun who immediately eats the chicken piece. He wipes the stains from the sauce off his son's cheek and pushes Minjun's plate towards him.
