Paper Balls | Yoonmin

kindergarten

i hated the thought of being away from jiya for so long. i was probably more scared than she was.

the good part was that jimin and i are actually decently good friends with jiya's teacher. we met her and her wife a few months back at some event taehyung and jungkook dragged us to.

my heart pounded watching jimin, knelt down, fixing her hair. i wasn't sure what to do or say.

to avoid being too late, we left a little before we were told to. if i could, i would homeschool her. but neither of us can do that, sadly.

jimin and i walked her to her classroom while she held onto both of our hands. she seemed so happy and excited. i was not excited on my first day of kindergarten, i can tell you that.

jimin and i knelt down before her. a few kids looked at us a little weird. jimin and i have gotten good with blocking those kinds of things out.

jiya's teacher approached us, "good morning." she smiled.

"morning 'binnie." jimin grinned, still looking nervous. i put my hand on his back for comfort.

jiya spotted one of her little friends and waved. she gave each of us a right hug before running off. he and i stood back up.

"i know it's nerve-wracking but she's in good hands, guys. don't worry." hyebin hugged us goodbye. jimin kept his head down until we got back to the empty back parking lot.

he began crying. i sighed, smiling a little, and pulled him in.

"i don't like her being so far away from us, yoonie." he mumbled, hiding his face in my chest.

"don't worry, baby. she's alright." i assured, rubbing his back. something inside me wanted him to switch into little space. i haven't seen that part of him in a long time.

i swayed back and forth softly, kissing his head a few times. i rubbed behind his ear with my thumb and he giggled.

i smiled, satified. we may be much older now, but inside we are still both the same as when we met. only, in a way, we've fixed each other. i fixed jimin's stutter, he, every day, fixes my depression.

i lead him by hand to the car and put him in the front seat, kissing his nose before closing the door.

we stopped at a drive thru just before getting home. it was still early and neither of us had eaten.

we ate and soon ended up on the couch. he laid on top of me, looking down. seeing him with the binkie in his mouth made my heart flutter. it was still something about having him this way-

he laid down, his head on my chest. my arms snaked around his waist. our dog, bean, came running in from the kitchen and jumped onto the couch. he curled up by my feet. this reminded me of old times. times when he and i lived in that tiny apartment without bean and without jiya.

it is hard to think that back then i could barely fathom having what i do now.

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A/N: Kind of a crappy chapter, sorry :((