"Be Nice" • Yoonmin •

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Jimin stood in the corner, cheerfully watching Yoongi eat the breakfast he made for him at the kitchen table. Yoongi couldn't keep his eyes off the younger either, he felt that if he even blinked, he would evaporate into pixie dust since he was already the height of Tinker Bell.

"Are you Yoongi?" Jimin asked adorably. He was acting in his natural state, yet Yoongi found it utterly disgusting.

"Should I call the cops? I found the missing 8 year old." Yoongi responded, answering both questions with yes in his head.

"It's nice to meet you Yoongi." Jimin leaned back on the wall, crossing his arms fondly. Yoongi almost chuckled.

"Not even my mother said that line." He pushed the now empty plate away and stood up to go back to his bedroom. Jimin pushed himself from the wall to run after him, stopping him at the first step.

"Wait, where are you going?" Jimin questioned, tilting his head.

"Away from you. I'm not one for human contact, but dwarf contact isn't an exception. Leave my house." Yoongi continued walking.

"You're so hurtful." Jimin pouted up at him from the bottom.

"I'm aware."

Yoongi hoped to spend the remainder of the day on his laptop scrolling through his soul, aka Tumblr, however that was interrupted 10 minutes in by Jimin barging in.

"I-"

"Shut that filthy little mouth mister and listen up," Jimin stomped in adorably with his little cute feet, his lips in the cutest frown and small balled up fists on his hips. "I tried to be nice to you but you only hurt my feelings so I'm here to give you some facts."

"Fu-"

"Don't interrupt me. I am a certified 20 year old life coach. My job is to make people like you live their lives just a little better. And I can see all the work that needs to be done here a mile away." He walked towards Yoongi slowly until their faces were only a few inches tall away, keeping eye contact with him as he closed his laptop, whispering, "My name is Park Jimin and I'm here to make you a people person."

"Get away from me, your breath stinks."