Blush |BTS JIMIN HIGH SCHOOL FF|

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*knock knock knock*
'Hyungie, can you help me?'

Yujin was calling him through the door in the cutest tone ever, waiting patiently for response.

'He is a cute kid.' I smiled at the door

'He is. And the laziest little shit you'll ever see. He uses his cuteness to get people to do things for him.' He chuckled a little at his own explanation, obviously being one of the victims himself

'Hyungie?' He calls again

'Come in, Yujin.' Jimin sighs and calls him in, and in a second, the door opened with little Yujin holding a pencil and a notebook in his hands

'Jiminie hyung, I don't know what this is.' He lifts his notebook, pouting cutely

'I see what you mean.' I couldn't help but giggle at those little soft cheeks

'Told you.' He just sighs in agreement. 'I can't see from here, buddy. Come on. Show me what it is.'

He almost galloped over, hopping on the bed between the two of us and placing the notebook on his legs, swinging them cutely.

'What does it say here?' He points to some scribbles in his notebook, which I assume could only be the numbers

'Yujin, did you write this like a mess again so you wouldn't have to do your homework?' Jimin raises an eyebrow at him

'No?' He pouts back at Jimin, tilting his head in the most adorable manner. He did this before. And by the look on Jimin's face, many times as well.

'You know it's not gonna save you. You still need to do it.' Jimin scolds him

'But I don't wanna do it, Hyungie. It's hard.' He whines, giving him the puppy eyes

This was way too adorable to watch. This kid is gonna be one sneaky little shit when he grows up.

'Noona, can you help me?' He suddenly turns to me after Jimin scolds him

'She's not gonna do your homework for you either.' Jimin scolds him, making me laugh a little. And the kid obviously ignored him.

'Noona, what's your name?'

'Angel.' I smile

'That sounds weird.' He grimaces

'I know, right?' I giggle at him while Jimin is shaking his head in disbelief at the kid's words

'Does it still hurt?' He points to my arm

'No. Jimin hyung helped me.' I smile at Jimin, seeing him blush a tiny bit

'He always helps me, too. I fell off the swing once and hurt myself here.' He dropped his pencil to point at his tiny elbow

'I bet that hurt.'

'Not so much. I'm too strong for that.' He giggles. Oh, God. His giggles sound exactly like Jimin's.

'Angel noona, do you wanna see my cool game?' He lights up

'Oi.' Jimin taps him lightly. 'No games until you do this. You know the rules.'

'Listen to hyung, Yujin. Do your homework first, okay?' I smile

'And then you'll see my game?!' He lights up again. This kid loves his games

'Of course.'

'Pinky promise?' He offers his tiny hand. Oh my god, those cute little fingers

'Pinky promise.' I smile, wrapping my pinky around his tiny one