The Kims

CH 11 - I'm Fine

As Jimin inched closer into Namjoon's frame his thumb stroked the side of his face ever so briskly. Namjoon's eyes fluttered shut at the action before he momentarily froze when he met with a pair of daring brown eyes. Jimin's nose barely swept against the side of Namjoon's left cheek bone. His eyes widened as he came to a realization, pushing Jimin as far away from him as possible, he couldn't believe how far he had let things go.

Namjoon responded, astounded by the situation, "Stop! What the hell are you doing?"

Jimin didn't exactly know what to say, so he shrugged, he too is as muddled as Namjoon is. Once Jimin had recollected himself, he managed to pry his hands off of him and peal himself off from the ground. The both of them, standing up without uttering a single word, gently dusted themselves off ridding of the dirt that managed to get on their uniforms.

"You know... I apologize too often and from now on I want you to know that I won't ever be sorry," Jimin stated, shooting Namjoon a definite and bold glance. He reached for his schoolbag and parted ways from the garden, leaving Namjoon as isolated as he's always been. Loneliness being the only thing, except for their last names, that the Kims could fully resonate on as a trio.

All Namjoon could think about were the "What If's."

What if I didn't stop him?  What if this is all a joke?  What if this is God's way of playing a sick trick on me?  Namjoon couldn't help but think to himself.

Just when Jimin was out of his sights Namjoon's full attention fixated on the bluebells right before him. Its droopiness and deep purple hue captivated the boy. He tried to overlook what managed to occur earlier but the damn bluebells reminded him of who he'd been trying to forget.

*** Time Skip ***

"I'm telling you, there's a dwarf controlling her from inside!" Hoseok tried to explain the rumors he so foolishly believed to the rest. Yoongi rested his head against his arm while rolling his eyes at the rubbish that Hoseok continued to spill. Jungkook being his only hype man for the night, he'd stop brushing his teeth every few seconds to talk to Hoseok about his beliefs and conspiracies he had of the Kims. 

Jungkook gasped in surprise as he stated, "Technology is advancing rapidly nowadays."

Hoseok tried to wrap his head around the theory as he paced back and forward, all the way into the kitchen and back into their room. 

"Hyung, would you conspire against me if I had told you I-" Jungkook paused as he dropped his toothbrush into the sink. He held onto the side of his stomach as he dropped to his knees dramatically. Without second guessing the situation, Hoseok ran to his side unfazed by his bad acting.

Hoseok placed his jittery hands on top of Jungkook's shoulders in a frantic manner, he didn't know that kids this young could have heart palpitations already.

Jungkook tiredly eyed him, his eyes holding a firm stare. He finally spoke up, "Sorry, I don't usually malfunction anymore these days."

It's like Hoseok's soul had left his body right then and there. Yoongi couldn't help but cry from laughter into his pillow, he tried his best not to break character as he chimed along.

"Ah, I've been feeling so rusty these past couple of days," Yoongi uttered loud enough from his bed. He sat up and reached for the mid of his back as he made a sour expression. As planned, Hoseok switched his attention from Jungkook to Yoongi. 

Yoongi continued knowing that he had the floor to himself now, "It's been so long since I've needed an oil change."

"You guys are just fucking with me!" Hoseok spat to himself as he continuously raked a hand through his hair. He nearly fell into a coma when Jungkook suddenly jolted up to his feet. Hoseok stood still but he could've sworn he had felt himself sinking down to the floor. He knew he'd become one with the bathroom floor at any moment now if Jungkook hadn't told him that this was all a prank.