Naho smiled as she walked towards Jimin.
"Hey Superman!" She said happily.
Jimin chuckled and crouched down to meet her level.
"Yoongi couldn't come be-"
"I know." The small girl cut. " he slept in class didn't he?"
Jimin's eyes widened. Her smile was so innocent yet her words were so strong.
"Yes, I will be taking care of you okay?" He said with a beautiful smile.
"Okay!" Naho smiled before taking Jimin's hand and dragging him to a place he didn't recognise.
They walked through a very calm neighbourhood. Jimin noticing the small apartment buildings that slowly started to replace the wealthy houses.
Naho walked through the stairs of one of them. It was a very modest building. The white paint that covered the walls slowly fading into a dark brown. Jimin followed her up the old stairs and through the dusty hallways. She slowly stood on her tiptoes to press the code onto the small keyboard.
"You know the code number to your house by heart?" Jimin asked in awe as the door unlocked.
"Of course i do." The small girl said.
Jimin shyly walked into the small apartment.
He took his shoes of not to dirty the very clean floors and slipped the slippers Naho handed him before taking a step out of the entrance.
On his right was a short hallway, on his left, a modest kitchen and in front of him the large windows of the living room with a couch.
The house was incredibly tidy and clean. The Min family had to be very rich to be able to afford a maid, though the appartement complexe was a little shabby, the interior of this specifique appartement looked spotless.
Naho walked into the kitchen and opened the door to the fridge.
"Would you like something to eat?" She asked politely as she took the bottle of apple juice.
"The same as you please." Jimin said, impressed by the seven year old's manners.
She opened a cupboard that stood near the ground and took out two glasses.
Cutely concentrating with her chubby hands wrapped around the bottle, she poured two glasses and carefully put the bottle back into the fridge.
Jimin almost squealed as Naho handed him the glass of apple juice.
"Here you go Oppa!" She said.
Jimin smiled and followed Naho into what seemed to be her room.
It was very simple and almost boring room, the only thing separating from an ikea exhibit being one of the walls covered with pictures.
They were usually taken in the house, the others outside in a random park.
The majority of pictures were of Naho, either smiling at the camera or posing in front of a random object, except one.
It was a small picture that hung in the middle of the pin board. It looked relatively old as Naho was only a little toddler. They seemed to be in another house, a little more traditional. It was taken in a living room, the two subjects sitting on the couch, Naho on someone's lap.
They both had black hair, Naho's a lot shorter than it was now.
It took Jimin a few minutes to recognise the young boy that hugged the toddler.
He looked like an entirely different person.
He was smiling.
An adorable gummy smile that brightened his beautiful features.
Snapping out of his daze he turned around to see Naho already sitting at her table with books open all around her.
Jimin's eyes widened, shocked at the very unusual behavior.
"Are you doing your homework?"
"No, I don't have any."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Studying."
"Why are you studying?" Jimin said in an amused chuckle.
"To make Yoongi proud."
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Paper hearts
Fanfiction[BTS yoonmin fanfiction] Jimin is a new student at school. He quickly befriends Taehyung and Jungkook, the Apollos of his school. He is told to by his new friends not to talk to a certain mint haired boy. But will he keep his promise when he discov...
