"Come back here!" Jimin yelled frustrated chasing the small ball of energy around the room.
The little boy laughed, his laugh filling up the room as he ripped up the small piece of fabric gripped in his little hands.
"No! Don't rip it!" Jimin yelled again stopping and gripping his hair in frustration.
The little boy looked back at the frustrated black hair, not seeing the other boy stand in his way. He bumped right into Taehyung who had his arms crossed over his chest.
"Hand it over Kuro." Taehyung extended his arm.
Kuro sighed and rolled his eyes- for a little boy he has a lot of attitude.- and handed over the ripped piece of fabric.
"Go to your room." Taehyung demanded.
Kuro again grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting moving to his room.
Taehyung watched the boy head to his room and slam the door shut before walking towards Jimin who was couched down with his hands still dug into his black hair.
Taehyung crouched down to Jimin's level.
"Here." He handed Jimin the fabric.
"How are you so good with kids?" Jimin asked still not looking up.
"I don't know." Taehyung laughed slightly.
"Thank you for helping me baby sit." Jimin looked up at the boy smiling.
"Anytime, I mean that's what friends do." Taehyung returned a smile.
Jimin hated that word 'friends' he loved Taehyung more than 'friends' since high school but he didn't have any guts to tell him.
Jimin cringed at that word while getting back up on his two feet.
"What's with that expression?" Taehyung asked.
"You look like you tasted something off." He added.
Jimin looked down at the fabric in hand-
"Stupid kid ruined my napkin." Jimin dogged a bullet there.
"Don't worry. I'll fix it up for you." Taehyung snatched the white fabric away.
Taehyung made his way to his carry bag and pulled out a needle and white thread.
Jimin hated loving Taehyung.
He then sat on the sofa and placed the fabric on his lap as he tried to put the string through the needles end. Taehyung always helped Jimin but Jimin always felt like he hadn't done anything to repay him. Though Taehyung knew what Jimin did to repay him and that was a long time ago.
Jimin watched the boy fix his once ripped napkin, when Taehyung cut the string with his teeth, he held up the napkin admiring his work then stretching out his arm-
"Here."
Jimin simply shook his head which caused the younger to look at the boy in confusion.
"You keep it." A smile tugged on Jimin's face.
"But your mum gave it to you." Taehyung stated.
"And now I'm giving it to you."
"But-"
"No objections Tae Tae, it's yours now." Jimin cut him off.
Taehyung looked at the napkin with sad eyes, this caught Jimin's attention and so the boy walked up to Taehyung sitting down next to him.
"What's wrong Tae?" Jimin placed a hand on Taehyung's back.
"I really miss her." Taehyung whispered.
"Yeah, me too." Jimin agreed.
"Thank you Jimin, for everything."
This time it was Jimin's turn to look at the other confused.
"What did I even do? I only gave you a napkin." Jimin scrunched up his eyebrows.
"What do you mean? You've done a lot for me." Taehyung argued.
"Give you a napkin that once was my mothers is not classified as 'a lot' Tae Tae."
"Jimin, you gave me a home!" Taehyung yelled standing up.
"If you don't see that as a lot, then, then- I don't know what is!" Frustrated, Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair.
Jimin sat there in silence at the sudden outburst of his best friend. Jimin got up and sighed-
"Tae I'm sorry, I didn't mean to anger you." Jimin apologised.
"It's not your fault Jimin, I mean yeah it kind of is. How can you think you've done nothing for me?" He asked in a low tone.
"Because what you have done for me does not compare what I have done."
"True, I'm still trying to pay back the favour." Taehyung smiled.
"Wha-" Jimin was cut off with the soft lips of Taehyung on his.
Jimin froze, he didn't know what to do that second. Taehyung pulled away, shock clearly written on his face.
"Ah, Jimin. I'm sorry."
"When?" Jimin just manages to say that simple word.
"A year ago." Taehyung rubbed the back of his head, shy.
Jimin could not believe any of this, a small smile appeared on his face and soon that small smile turned into one of his loved eye smiles.
"Wait, you feel the same?" Taehyung asked searching the boys face.
"Yeah-" Jimin nodded.
"I do."
That was when the label 'friends' flew out the window, these two weren't just friends anymore and that made both of them happy.
--aftermath--
"I'm so hungry!" Kuro whined storming out of his room.
He saw the two boys asleep on the sofa and he pulled a disgusted face. He then shrugged his little shoulders and jumped onto them.
"I'm hungry and I want pizza!"
