Winter hasn't finished yet, but this was a rather sunny day even though there was still a little bit of snow falling here and there. Christmas holidays have begun, and these days, it is a common thing to hear how the cheerful young voices fill the neighbourhood as the kids play freely in the lanes that have melting snow here and there.
"Ouch."
Yoongi, who was fixing something in his motorcycle in the garden, muttered as kinda heavy something fell on his back as he got lowered to grab a screwdriver from his toolbox. Jimin, who was also sitting outside in the garden pretending to read a book but literally gawking at the older's sweaty back, also gasped as that makes a quite a big sound.
The male put the wrench he held back to the toolbox and look around to see what just came in flying and fall on him only to see it was one of those minion toys that would fly with the battery power once you throw it up in the sky. It makes the male's lip corners curled into a smile, and in the same instance, they heard how a little commotion happened outside their gate.
"You lose my Mini....I want it back, pweaseee."
"Uh... I can't climb up. Let's take Papa with us and ask the owner nicely."
"Uhhh nuhh, that's the bad guy's house."
"What? I-I thought it was---"
"Sh...listen there's this big bad guy who rides a Harley-Davidson every once a while. He is the one who is holding Jimin hyung hostage. Remember he told us? I think he will kill us for sure if we skip into his garden without that man's permission."
"I wantchu get my Mini back."
"Nuh nuh don't cry Wonnieee"
Mix of voices coming from outside were so loud even though the group of kids pretended they were discussing everything secretly. Yes, their childish whispers were loud enough for another two blocks to hear.
"Ahem...are you looking for something?"
Yoongi has just opened a small gate on the side and snuck his head out. Jimin just facepalmed, knowing it has surely scared the shit out of the small kid gang. He quickly walked up to the gate as he was so sure he already knew these little rascals. He remember how he used to talk with them back in those days. They know each other quite well as they always welcome Jimin in their plays. Actually, Jimin was quite a popular player among kids as his was playing hopscotch, and handball had them all mesmerised. This all started during last summer when sneaking out of the house without getting caught by his bodyguard used to be Jimin's one of the favourite plays.
"Ahjussi---um....d-did you uh--- um....saw...."
"I wanchu find my Minnie. Pweaseeee"
While an older kid around nine years old stutter feeling a little intimidated by Yoongi's cold expressions, a small girl around five has come to front and yelled at the top of her lungs. Actually, that yell has made the rest of them gasped in unison, including Yoongi, the tough bodyguard. She looks like she was the boss even though she was short in height and small in size. Her sulky face says she is so upset to the point that she would cry at any time if she didn't get her toy back.
"Here here....don't cry."
Yoongi just immediately pushed the minion toy into the small girl's hand, kneeling in front of her. Her button nose went all red as soon as she noticed how her toy wasn't working as it was supposed to.
"Ahjussi, my minnie is not working..."
Jimin saw the way how Yoongi's expressions softened and how in the next couple of minutes the older male took time to examine the little one's toy with serious expressions as the llittle girl just peep over Yoongi's should who was crouching next to him.
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Dark Light || Yoonmin ||
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