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ᴊɪᴍɪɴ | ᴛɪᴍᴇ

jimin was struggling to know what's really important to him.

you always find jimin struggle time managing. jimin always ask for the time, on your watch.

recently, your birthday came and you turn 20, which marks the date when your father introduce you as the heir of hangsaeng industries [name of your father's business].
that's also the date when you felt special with your dad for the past few years of your life.
since your dad was always busy, he can't even pick up the phone and didn't knew you debuted, this was only the time when you spoke to him seriously, at his own workplace.
his workplace was nice and neat, playing with brown and black colors. his chair is enough for you to sleep on and his desk looks very fragile, since it was made in glass.
"i still can't believe my little girl turned 20." your dad sat beside you and pinched your cheeks.
"dad, you didn't even know that i attended college, what should i expect." you didn't roll your eyes but gave a moody intonation, making your dad realize.
"sunwoo-ah, if your not over with the busy stuff, c'mon here, i'll tell you something." your father gets up and goes to his table.

"you see this?" he points at the old looking watch at his wrist.
"this was your grandfather's watch and his grandfather gave it to him." he removes it, laying it flat on the table.
"this is still working, you know why?" he continued.
"because it works only for someone special." he said.
"and you're special, that's why it waited for you." you were in shock as he gives it to you, in your open palm.
"you're always special to us sunwoo-ah. you were never a mistake."

"i'm sorry that i didn't put you all first. because i'm a fool, i don't deserve being special." your dad started tearing up.

"dad, you are special."  you came to him and hugged your dad.
"i know that you just wanted me to have a good and perfect life like yours, not to live my life in the spotlight." you also formed tears in your eyes but you hold them back.
"maybe, the spotlight chose me because i'm special and yours too, you got the business spotlight."
"we both shine, father. that makes us special."

the tour started and you have shows here and there. the worse, one by one gets sick and jungkook, having his heel stitched.
jimin's birthday was coming and you were focused to that. focused on jimin. you know something was wrong. jimin was always smiling, like a fool. he stays up late and goes to shower late too, sometimes you hear sobs.
you felt the daggers come right at your chest knowing that your hyung was like that, hiding his sadness again.

jimin's big day is coming tomorrow and you just have one thing left to do, the guesting.
you see jimin, sleeping silently on the bed and you wake him up, seeing his puffy eyes.
" wha- hyung what happened?" you asked, you see jimin hurt.

"aw-nothing these muscles." he tried to get up but his muscles hurt badly
"hyung stay there, i'm gonna te-" you were held by his hand.
"no,no stay here, don't tell them, i want to perform." he cuts off.
"i don't want to mess up again." he adds.
"no hyung, stay there and i'll tell them." you let go of his hand and you were off to tell the staff.

you told the staff that jimin was having problems with his muscles. the staff said because it was because of overwork, which you had seen for the past few days. you were really ashamed that you had let jimin like that, hiding his pain.
the guesting started, and you seven perform, but you were about to cry, the figure of jimin not by your side.

you were all going to fly to the next stop of your tour. all of you were doing fine except jimin, who was struggling to get out of bed because of his aching muscles.
you help him get up, jimin hissing at the pain.
you can see the disappointment in his face, as you didn't let him perform.
jimin managed to walk but still, he can't fully walk like he does. he limps through the elevator as you get his things in the room.

you were on the private plane, you all finding your personal spots, you at the northern part of the plane, close to the compartment where there is a bed. where jimin is.
you just decided to study and catch up with the lessons you missed but it just makes your mind hurt more.
you decided to go to jimin, on the bed, curling up against him.
you finally got the courage to speak.
"hyung, are you mad at me?" you spoke up.
"no, its just i'm -" jimin started to cry and you hug him, making him face you.
"shh, its okay, there's always next time." you wipe the tears from his eyes.
"that's not okay, there's the chance and i list it because of my muscles." he cried more, but you shushed him again.
"yunno what hyung, i'll tell you something." you opened up, making him finish crying.

"you see this?" you point at the watch on your wrist.
"this was given to me by my father, on my birthday just this year." you removed it from your wrist and just simply held it.
"this came from my grandfather's grandfather." you hand it to him and he slightly laughs.
"no joke, it's real, you can see it at the back, it says 1816." he looks at the back, shook to see it.
"father said it's still running because it's waiting for someone special, if it keeps running when you own that, it means you are special." you explained.
"hyung, you're special, you just can't find it."
"let's put this, you're like time." you continued.
"why?" he asks, laughing.
"you never stop, we don't even know how you do that. we should take care of you because you are special. you are important because you heal us. yunno time heals scars. and that's why you, park jimin, is time." you said and you took his hand holding the watch and folds his palm into a fist, keeping the watch safe.
"and you're giving the watch to me? no, this is your family's heritage, you can't give it out like that." he says, confused.
"you're family, hyung. take it as a birthday gift." you said.

"thank you, you're always special to me too, you're more than time to me."