"Hyung... did mom and dad really left us?" The nine years old boy sobbed, hiding his face in the crock of Jungkook's neck - not wanting to witness his dead parents infront of him as he clutched onto the shirt of his older brother who had him in his...
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"He's angry with you."
"Namjoon Hyung, you know I have my own reasons right? I have responsibilities now."
"I know, i understand. But please go and talk to Jimin,"
After that, Jimin didn't hear anything, only the door being opened and creaking as footsteps followed after. He was currently in Taehyung's room, sitting on the bed and staring outside at the bright sun through the glass windows.
The nine years old boy frowned and looked away when Jungkook approached him. He was angry. Angry because Jungkook constantly pushed him away and told him to wait, wait and wait without even confirming why he went away from him. He doesn't like this, especially after having no one left with him, he wants his big brother with him.
"Minnie, Hyung is sorry." Jungkook sighed as he attempted to look at Jimin's face but the younger kept turning around. "Are you angry with me?"
"Yes, You always tell me to wait," Jimin pouted. "You went somewhere in the morning and i was alone and then you told me to come here without you. I don't like it!" He exclaimed, looking up at Jungkook with his eyes moist. "I don't like it without you!"
Jungkook's heart nearly broke as he saw tears in Jimin's beautiful eyes that beholded every star of the universe. The older sighed, taking a seat beside Jimin and rubbing his sweaty palms against his own thighs; his palms has been sweating profusely alot due to thinking about sudden up downs in his life.
"You know, Jimin. Hyung has responsibilities now," Jungkook pressed his lips together in a thin line.
Jimin narrowed his eyes at his brother worriedly, "Respoms- what? That sounds like such a scary word! What does it mean, hyung?" His eyes shone with pupils as he looked up at his older brother. Jungkook laughed at how sillily Jimin spoke 'respoms'.
"That means I'll have to take care of you," Jungkook ran his fingers through Jimin's soft black hair, as the younger scooted closer to him.
"Then I will take care of you, too! As it's my respoms!" Jimin chirped, his eyes almost disappearing, his plump lips spreading out as he smiled wholeheartedly. Jungkook leaned down and placed a kiss on Jimin's head, his eyes brimming with tears.
"I would love that," The older among them smiled, continuing as his fingers worked in Jimin's hair. "I want to know what was your gift for me,"
Jimin's eyes shoot open at the realisation, "Well...it's left at home, in the kitchen."
"In the kitchen? What is my gift doing there in the kitchen?" Jungkook asked but didn't got any reply from the younger, "Jimin, I asked something. What is the gift? My birthday is already gone so you can tell me,"
