"You're naked?" He nods....
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"And, y-you came from the sky?" He nods again.
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You stand up putting a hand against your forehead. "This must be a dream".
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He then raise his hand and points at you... "Me?"
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"I came for you."
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Hello, my stars! Recently I have been enjoying Durga Puja & Navratri and many little scenes crossed my mind.
To reduce the tension from the previous chapter and upcoming chapters ;) , I welcome you to Fated Shorts, where we go beyond the chapters to show what's going up with Y/N and knucklehead Jimin!
Here are a series of events that express Jimin's, or as we like to call him Chim Chim's, love, care and kindness for things around him!
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It's been a day since Jimin found Jerri and Baryu, and since then he has been acting as a tiny, scaled creature, like his best friends.
It's almost concerning how differently Jimin acts, even after just one day.
Call it excitement, but Jimin literally has started crawling on all fours, sticking his tongue out randomly, even coming as far as closing just one
of his eyes slowly at a time, just like the little lizard.
You've let it slide up until one very usual Sunday evening that was supposed to stay usual, but it wasn't.
"Chim, go to bed soon." You call from the spot on your bed, laptop on as you work on an assignment for the following day.
Emerging from the kitchen, he moves to the opposite side of the bed you sit on, that dumb lizard on his shoulder. "Y/N, can I watch you play for a while?"
"I'm not playing, I'm working." You correct.
Still, he moves to sit beside you, eyeing the computer screen intently.
"He better stay on your shoulder," you tell Jimin. "Don't let him crawl around my bed." He nods.
And he stays like that for a while, being surprisingly quiet.
He then leans over to rest his head on your shoulder. It doesn't bother you, so you let him without protest for him to just move to his chair.
