one of the many things Jimin considered more than just a small speck of luck was the fact that his house could be found only 15 minutes away from his friend's, so a walk didn't matter much compared to other people he'd still hang around with just to keep in contact, excluding social media, his fanaticism for it was almost non existent
his father is back huh?
a smile crept up on his face, memories dated from 3 years ago flooding his train of thoughts like the stampede of a herd, feeling no remorse over whatever they'd stomp on throughout the run, his feet made a tune with each step he'd take, wearing boots was a must for him, they somehow contribute to his little to no height, although many girls would swoon over the boy, chasing him around in little groups, fanning whenever he'd give them the attention they wanted, sometimes even shed small but sweet tears full of happiness if Jimin ever decided to squeak a low 'hey' or wave his hand for 3 seconds straight, height didn't matter to him, but being self-conscious had a lot to do with how he took in other people's points of view of his persona, his looks, so boots was it, for everything
Jiwoo would definitely smack my head if i ever complained about my height
he recalled the times where, his somewhat-of-a-girlfriend complimented every inch of the man, from the inside out and vice versa, she'd never take for granted what destiny allowed her to come across, and in the future maybe even 'own', which made Jimin smile and giggle like an idiot, wiping his nose over the beads of sweat surrounding it
finally
the place looked just as peaceful and welcoming as ever, another little something Jimin appreciated despite Taehyung not really taking into consideration his little rant from earlier, taken aback by the chestnut haired boy's mistake of changing time from afternoon to morning like it was nothing, to be shut up and asked to not beat himself up for the mistake he made, and be told to get here, at this certain time just for some design arrangements, yeah, he needed an explanation, something to completely stop the wild feelings of discomfort and impatience
i know i felt assured, but it died faster than my interest in maths, and that didn't even last 1 minute
his eyes grew, forehead wrinkling in a cutesy mode, he remained gawking at the ground, only to be thrown out of the daze by a door opening at lightning speed, greeted by him, and only him
"h-hey, uh"
Taehyung's smile was fascinating, it shone bright and could be clearly seen by anybody that walked past the two teens, he also missed Jimin, the only person to actually be honest and real, the only person that actually lend him support when he needed it the most, specially during his breakup with Hoseok, who remained in the depths of the unknown, unless brought up which didn't really make Taehyung happy, but he was aware of Jimin's acts, he wanted it to work, not for it to be a total, complete fail, yet that's what it was, but if Taehyung should have known better, he could have asked his friend to tag along and then take him home for some video games as they enjoyed chocolate chip cookies, and maybe some soft drinks, a movie night, anything, but he ran away, and the blonde haired teen took the blame for it
"just so you know, i was mad but, i don't hate you or whatever, you're the only person i genuinely care about so, come in and stay over for dinner yeah? my mom will be happy to see you, oh and, my dad too! i have to show you something dude come in quick"
Jimin was pulled by his wrist, entering the household but not before removing his boots first, allowing Taehyung to mock him in no time
"you're so smol"
"s-shut up"
"since when do you stutter? it's like, i'm hanging with the kid that has a crush on me or something, man up, you're home, not in prison"
"whatever"
i just don't want to sound clingy y'know, asshole
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