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◂◅ ▢ ▻▸The male, the one that wasn't in unexplainable tears, finally found enough strength in his nimble fingers to light the cigarette in which he desired.
A small 'click' was made when the metal handle of the lighter was flicked back up, gaining the attention of the crying stranger.
Yoongi, pretended not to realise that the boy had his eyes on him.. He didn't want to seem like a creep of sorts. Instead, he looked up at the star-lit sky, it really was a sight. The thoughts of space being never ending started to seep through the males head, clouding up his headspace completely until all he was left to think about was how anything could be out there, without people's realisation. It didn't scare him, not like it would a normal person, it sort of.. amused him to say the least.
'A whole galaxy could be out there and we wouldn't kn-'
His thoughts were rudely interrupted by a small sniffle, while bringing his neck back down and exhaling a small puff of smoke he squinted his eyes at the figure that seemed to be walking closer.
The small figure skid it's way down the slight slope of earth, the boys deep black combat boots soon enough becoming darker due to the water that made contact with it, making the black colouration more noticeable.
The sleeves of the fur coat were now being gripped onto by small frail hands, anyone could've realised that tears had soaked the fur as it was all matted into one direction.
Soon enough. The once labelled 'crying boy' stood in front of the once labelled 'lonely soul.'
Jimin left his fur coat unbuttoned, unfazed by the fact the other man could see it. What's one more person to see me like this huh? He'd said to himself.. He wiped his eyes one last time with clenched fists before being the first to speak.
"Can I have a cigarette," He spoke, looking up at the male who only just managed to be taller than him. His voice, it didn't seem upset at all. It had no discountenance. If anything it was laced with some sort of cockiness, some sort of arrogance that was unexplained.. Maybe the boy was just naturally arrogant. In addition to the cocky way of speaking there wasn't a single crack or break to his voice.
With the boys prior situation you would've expected his voice to be quiet or maybe you'd expect to hear a few sobs conjoined with hiccups from seconds with no air due to his crying.. But there was nothing. Plus, the boys tone didn't differ throughout the whole sentence making it seem less like a question and more like a statement, maybe even a command.
The taller male only replied with a slight chuckle, his shoulders moving only up and down slightly to the noise that escaped his lips. What was so funny? Jimin thought, you'd think the same..
"Excuse me?" He finally spoke, the boys voice somehow sending new shivers down the smaller boys spine. So cold, icy, frozen.. any adjective or synonym used for the word cold could be listed and they'd all be useful.. His voice sounded so?.. He doesn't know how to describe it. But, it was definitely chilling.
"Did I fucking stutter?" He snapped with that well known attitude. This specific boy was sometimes too sassy for his own good, causing a lot of trouble for his clients from time to time.
Even strangers. Take this one time, Jimin had been preoccupied on the phone texting away to some rando over some useless dating app and a stranger had accidentally tripped over something that wasn't Jimin's or even had any relevancy to Jimin, yet he still snapped.
'What the fuck are you doing you twat?! Watch where you're walking asshole,'
Those exact words are what came out of this small, 'fragile,' boys mouth.. Quite funny though. Jimin seemed like an angry ant at times, imagine an ant throwing a tantrum? Yeah, that's Jimin.
"I don't think you did stutter. But someone as young as you shouldn't be smoking." The stranger spoke, his tone seemed more collected and soft than beforehand only making Jimin even more annoyed because, 'who could have the audacity to tell me what I can and can't do or have?!'
"I'm ei-" He began. Not being able to finish. Before the syllables 'gh-teen' could roll off his considerably small tongue, something cut him off.
"Eighteen and 2 months.. right?" A voice interrupted him, right on spot with the boys age.
So many thoughts started whizzing through the boys head.. starting with 'what the fuck,' and ending with 'is he a stalker or some shit?!' The questioning thoughts left the boys mouth agape slightly, making him look like some long lost puppy with no home or no one to go to. His eyes made this simile even more realistic as they were deep brown, darker than Yoongi's to be exact. They were a tad lighter at the bottom however, ombré from a brown-almost black colour to a lighter toned doe brown..
'He must be a stalker, how else would he know how old I am??.. Including the fucking months??!? What a complete freak!' Jimin has come to the conclusion that, Yoongi, the person he knew nothing about, was a stalker.. because that was the only logical reason right?.. Well, Jimin was entirely wrong..
Yoongi wasn't average. He was highly, and I mean, highly smart. Call him Sherlock if you really want to.. Because he indeed is like that. He can tell things about you from a mile away.. What you had for breakfast due to the slight crease in your clothes, or if you own a dog by how shaky your hands are..
This.. intelligence you could say, is what landed him the role as a Protestant. He could indeed tell if the charges was indeed guilty or not. This making it easy to win or completely disband charges within the court.
Min Yoongi really was a bizarre human.
'This kid is probably scared shitless right now huh?.. The look on his face'
Jimin wasn't exactly 'scared shitless' as Yoongi had thought himself.. He was more or less confused and a little shocked. This was totally obvious by his face expressions, the way his mouth hung down slightly exposing the tops of his pearly white teeth.. the way his pupils seemed to widen slightly. He was definitely aware of the mysterious aura that seemed to be located around the other male..
Yoongi just stood and chuckled mentally, talking with a few voices in his head.
Jimin just stood with no words, talking to just himself wondering.
'How'
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Edited 25/12/18
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FanfictionOne rich by nature. One broken by nature. Let's see what happens when Park Jimin stumbles into a calm collected stranger..