GREY SKIES ! park jimin. ✓

03.

"your eyes shine like sunbeams, but, can't those kill you?"

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Saturday was finally here. And I had come to the park. . . maybe two hours before the time we even agreed.

What?

I sat down on a bench, turning to see kids and young adults running around, talking, just having a fun time.

I decided I could try talking to my brother- well, step-brother again. I scrolled through my phone, finally finding the name Yoongs*

-greyyyy
heyyyyy, yoongi :)

I figured he wouldn't answer for a while, and I put my phone in my pocket again, waiting for Jimin.

I stared off, resting my chin on my hand and closing my eyes.

-

"Grey? Greyyyyyyyy? Sunshine, it's me. Park Jimin." I felt something lightly poke my cheek, causing me to groan slap the hand away.

"Wow. You really are knocked out." That familiar voice I've only heard about once. . .

"Jimin?" I sat up, realizing my head was once laying in his lap.

He smiled. "Or in your words, 'the park downtown'. Even though I live nowhere near downtown. . ."

I chuckled, silently apologizing for my sudden sleep. But what can I say? "Sorry, but I'm pretty sure I need beauty sleep, or at least a beauty coma."

He grinned a little. "Don't say that. You're cute,"

I rolled my eyes. "Like being called cute helps. . . But thanks, I guess. Namjoon is probably the only one that has called me cute, only because I face-planted at the skating rink."

"Who?"

"My. . . Brother? Well, I think of him as another brother, bit he's Miniu's brotherㅡ the girl that dragged me into the cat cafe." He nodded, before he got up, grinning.

"C'mon, lets play a game!" He extended his hand, that I grabbed and he pulled me up.

I linked my arm with his, as we walked. "So, first I ask a question. And you answer it. That's how we get to know more about each other,"

I nodded, liking the idea. "Okay, shoot."

"Do you really not like cats?" He smiled.

"Um. . . Not most. But for starters, I like Missy." I shrugged. "Okay, where were you born?"

"Busan. You?"

"Daegu. But I've only been there about once, it was nice, I guess. Do you have any siblings?"

"I have a brother. . . How about you? Any younger devil children?" He laughed.

I shook my head. "I have an older stepㅡbrother, but we really care about each other. I haven't heard from in a while though," I was still waiting for an answer.

"Maybe he's busy?"

"Maybe. Any hobbies?"

"I thought it was my turn, Sunshine." He pouted slightly, while I smirked. "Nooooope. I answered your question, so it's my turn."

"Are your ancestors foxes or something?"

"I don't get away with everything, but probably. Probably they weㅡ OH MY GOD, ICE CREAM!" I'm like a child for ice cream, I have to admit.

I ran from him as fast as my legs could carry me, before he instantly caught up. "I CALL CHOCOLATE!"

"BUT I WANT CHOCOLATE!"

"WE CAN BOTH GET CHOCOLATE!"

"DOES YOUR THROAT HURT?!"

"Yep, a little bit. . ." I fell into a fit of laughter, as we continued to run around the park, running after the ice cream truck.

Once we got our ice cream, we quietly walked shoulder by shoulder. Of course, we had agreed to both get chocolate, which I thought was unfair.

So, we just had an on and off game of saying our best insults, which were so 'lame' Jimin said his Eomma couldn't even cook rice balls out of them.

He's so adorkable.

"I was born first. In Daegu!"

"I'm taller. By a few centimeters!"

"Well, I have a bigger pinkie than you- EEH!" He had swiped ice cream across my nose, falling onto his knees while he laughed freely.

His laugh was like music.

"If there weren't so many other witnesses, I would have murdered you already, Park." He was now wheezing, falling against a tree and hiding his face.

"Don't talk about my pinkie!"

I grinned. "At least I have one!"

He gasped dramatically. "Really, then what is this?!" He held up his tiny pinkie, and then it was my turn to laugh.

"You tricked me again, didn't you?"

I nodded, wiping my nose on my sleeve and roaring with laughter. I suddenly felt a buzz in my pocket.

I took out my phone, seeing that it was from Yoongi.

-Yoongi
its an emergency. come quick. you know where.

I looked up at Jimin, frowning. I quickly texted him back, praying that nothing like last time happened.

-greyyyy
I'll be right there.

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*cue the x files theme*

Hey. Its me again. Literally, I'm like half asleep over wondering what I'm doing and I can't breathe cuz I'm sick af.