The Parks was the family you grew up in and, Jimin, technically speaking, is your older brother yet you never treated each other like siblings. You were close but not like real siblings. A best friend, a better term to describe your relationship with each other. You were adopted by the Parks when you were only eight. As an only child, Jimin didn't accept your presence right away. He was ego-centric and selfish but as you grew up together, he gradually warmed up to you.You didn't feel like a stranger in the family, his parents was very kind and they made you feel at home. However, as years passed by, the relationship between the two of you somehow shifted. You were both going into the stormy age. A lot of temptations coming at you from every side;!underage drinking and smoking, night outs, drugs, premarital sex and all the other bad vices. That's why your parents were worried for the both of you.
"Y/N." Jimin tiptoed inside your room, closing the door quietly behind him so he wouldn't wake your parents up. He had a grin on his face and you knew it was trouble, "The guys texted me. We're going drinking, wanna come with us?"
"Um, I don't know." You replied, hesitantly. "We'll be in really deep shit if we get caught."
"Oh come on." Jimin whined, throwing himself on your bed, "We won't get caught. I've done this a lot of times. Trust me." He raised his eyebrows, waiting for your answer. Your room was dimly lit but you could see his wonderful eyes fixed at you, "So what do you say?"
"Promise me we'll make it home before 2am." Jimin was going to protest, saying it was too early but you were ahead of him. You pointed a finger at him. "Promise me."
"Okay, fine. I promise." He raised his right hand and pledged.
You offered him your pinky finger just like when you were kids. He laughed at your action and you smack his arm, "I'm not kidding."
"What? But that is so childish." Jimin snickered. He stopped when you sent him a mad look. "You're dead serious?"
"Do it or I won't go." You stated your ultimatum. You knew he couldn't go without you. He needed a back up plan and that was you so he has to bring you with him.
Jimin didn't really have a choice so he pinky sweared with you as he sang a song along with you. It was a made up song you used to sing when you were kids and only you and Jimin knew about it.
"Happy now?" He asked.
"Yep!" You smiled widely as you nodded your head a couple of times.
"Go get ready. I'll come back after 10 minutes then we'll bail out." Jimin walked out of your room the same way he walked in, on tiptoes.
This was your first time going out drinking and you had no idea what to wear. Should you wear something adult-like or something thick cause it was cold outside? You honestly didn't know so you picked the first thing you saw.
"Ready?" Jimin was back in your room, dressed to kill with a leather jacket on. You didn't have time to respond when he pulled you towards your window. "We'll go through here."
"What?" You exclaimed. "I can't jump all the way down there, Jimin."
Jimin was already on the other side of your window, holding his hand out to you, "Shh! You'll wake them up." He said, looking around. He signalled at his friends who were waiting for us with their cars at the ready, "Come on."
You took his hand and squeezed through your window. Your foot made contact with the material on your roof, knees shaking when you saw the height Jimin was expecting you to jump.
"I'll go first." Jimin told you but you wouldn't let him go, your hand tightly gripping his arm. He smiled at your sudden cuteness, "Y/n, listen. I'm not leaving you. I'm gonna be down there waiting for you, okay? Relax."
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