Lost lovers l Yoonmin

~Prologue~

"TaeTae, look! A shooting stand!"

Jimin was a twelve years old and today his father had taken him and his best friend, Kim Taehyung, to an amusement park to celebrate Jimin's twelfth birthday. In one of his tiny hands he was holding his father's hand and in the other his best friend's big hand, but when his eyes came across a big panda plushie in a shooting stand, little Jimin's hands slipped out of his father's as he ran, dragging Taehyung behind him..

"I want the panda" He  shouted pointing at the plushie making the owner of the stand chuckle.

"3 dollars for one round, hit all the targets and it's yours"

"Father, can I please play??" Jimin made pleading eyes to his dad, silently praying that it will get him the plushie he oh so wanted.

"Okay son, one round. If you lose, we leave  and you don't make a scene" Mr. Park knew his son well, if he didn't get the plushie he would never behave e and Mr. Park wasn't in the mood for one of his tantrums today.

"Okay, I promise, father" Mr. Park smiled and paid for one round.

Just as little Jimin was about to start playing he heard a low sob and turned around, a boy with red hair was looking down, tears threatening to fall, he had missed one target and didn't get the plushie he had wanted. Jimin felt bad for him which clearly wasn't the case for the boy next to him who simply shrugged and leaned against the wall.

"Come on, Hobi you're twelve, you're not gonna cry over this". 

Hearing the other made Jimin clench his tiny fists, annoyed by the other's words but his father tapped his shoulder mentioning him to play his round. He then started playing, very excited he knocked down three of the six targets. With a scream of victory, he knocked down two more. 

The boy was so focused on the game he didn't notice that his father went on another attraction with Taehyung and that the two boys were also watching him play. Unfortunately for the young boy, he ended up missing the last target and just like the little boy next to him, missing the opportunity to win his beloved plushie. 

Tears welled up in the child's eyes but he remembered his promise to his father as he tried his best to cry silently and accept his defeat. But as he walked away, he heard the black haired boy, who hadn't said anything else since the so called Hobi had lost his round, walk up to the stand.

"One round please" he said, slamming the money on the counter. 

Jimin turned around and looked at the slightly older boy play his round, hitting every target.

"Wow, you're a natural, kid! Choose the plushie you want" the owner said, showing off his large collection.

"The panda please" he said and pointed to the one he wanted.

"Panda, it's yours kid, here you go" The stand owner gave the boy the plushie, while Jimin felt tears fall down this time as he would never get the panda plushie. 

Just when he was about to turn and find his dad, a hand tapped him on the arm. He turned around and a panda was stuffed in his face.. Taking it in his small hands, he uncovered the black-haired boy hiding behind, looking down shyly.

"I-I saw you really wanted it, so here you go" 

Jimin was over the moon. He let his emotions take over and ended kissed the older boy in front of him on the cheek, whom then turned a light red. Again, Jimin was about to turn, but Hobi walked up to him, a polaroid camera in his hands.

"Let me take a picture of you two" he said with a smile.

"Yay I love pictures!" the two boys giggled as the raven haired one slightly groaned but still posed for the picture  nonetheless.

"What's your name?" he asked, staring at the boy. 

Jimin smiled as he was about to answer but his father arrived at that moment.

"We have to go, my office called I have an emergency. You and Taehyung are going to your mother's house right now"

"Bu-but"

"No buts, son!" Mr. Park, dragged a crying Jimin back to their car before he could ever answer his new friend's question.

The black-haired boy looked down, sad that he would never see the young boy again and his brother seemed to understand as he patted his back.

"Well at least you still have the picture" he smiled trying to cheer him up, but it didn't seem to work. "Come on let's go back home, Yoongi" 

The elder nodded and left the amusement park looking at the polaroid clutched in his hands. 

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Here it is, my new Yoonmin fanfic, i'll try and update  often but school is taking all my time but i'll do my best

Edit: I'm editing this book, even though I don't think there will be many changes :)