Equal | Yoonmin Little Space [ON HOLD]

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Third person POV

It was hours after Yoongi had been stabbed, and Jimin was in little space, running around his house. He was in his room.
"Eomma! Eomma!" he screamed, fussing. She walked in.
"What is it, you little puny shit?" she said, hands on her hips, red-faced and angry.
Jimin gasped and put his small soft hand to his mouth.

"You swored," he said.
"It's swore, not swored, you idiot," she said, and stormed out. Small tears fell from his tiny eyes and he whined, burying his face into his bedcovers.
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Yoongi woke up in hospital, and that heart monitor beeping loudly annoyed the crap out of him.
"Fuck..." he mumbled, realising his situation. He looked around curiously and noticed a note on the mini table at the side. He picked it up and started to read.

Dear Yoongi,

On request, please contact Park Jimin as soon as you read this. (Requested by Mr. Park)

Yoongi picked up his phone, and called Jimin.
"Hiiiii~"
"Jiminie, are you in little space?"
"What's that?"
"Fuck, Jimin...." he said, and hung up. He left a message to Jimin for when he was out of little space, and closed his eyes, falling asleep..