PROMISE [Y.MIN]

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[RE-WRITTEN/EDITED(?)]

-YEARS LATER, HIGHSCHOOL, 3RD PERSON P.O.V-

"Minniebear?"

"Minniebear~ wake up!"

"Minniebear, you're gonna be late for school! Come on now, let's get up."

"But mom..."

"No buts, Minniebear! Come on! Get your butt out of bed!"

"*h u f f* okay, okay..." Jimin groaned as he sat up his bed stretching and yawning, rubbing his eyes to clear out the white in his vision as he was greeted with the smiling face of his mother.

"Go on and shower, Minniebear. I'll prepare some breakfast while you're at it!" His mother said as she patted his head and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Jimin scratched his head as he got off his bed, grabbing his towel and entering the bathroom.

-SCHOOL-

Jimin had just entered the school, watching as students go in groups and talk and laugh.

He looked around for a bit until he spotted a boy with pale skin and jet black hair. He looked at the boy's back that was facing him before calling out.

"Hyungie!"

"Hm?" The boy turned around, immediately smiling as the owner of the voice ran and hugged him, to which he hugged back to.

"Oof- good morning, Jiminie!"

"Morning, hyungie~! What are you doing out here? Usually you're in the class dozing off!" The younger said, giggling.

"Aish this kid, I'm not dozing off, I'm just resting my eyes."

"Pfft, yeah, sure. Whatever you say, genius. Anygay, the bell's gonna ring in a few minutes, wanna head to class now?"

"Yeah sure."

"Alrighty then let's go, hyung!" Jimin said, intertwining his hands with Yoongi. Usually whenever someone else touches him he'd push them away, but it was Park Jimin. And they were best friends anyways so Yoongi didn't mind at all.

Holding each other's hands, they head into class, casually chatting along the way.

-CLASS-

The teacher was absent right now, so you could probably guess what's happening right now.

The whole class was in a mess, chatter filled the room you couldn't hear any silence whatsoever, occassionally boys from different corners of the room throw crumpled balls of paper at each other and laughs erupted in the air every now and then, as if they weren't already in Junior High this present moment.

Right now Jimin sits beside Taehyung, his other best friend, an earphone inside his left ear, listening to music.

"Psst. Hey Jiminie." Taehyung whispered, poking the side of said male's stomach, watching as he flinched a bit before facing the red haired male.

"What do you need with your red lobster hair, Tae?" The smaller asked, a bit irritated that Taehyung had probably just wanted to get his attention as he's bored.

"Look at Yoongi-hyung, man. He's talking with that chick that sits at the back. What was her name again? Jiyeon, was it?" He said, pointing to behind him.

"Tae, he's probably just asking her about some stuff or about the assignment Ms. Kyun gave us yesterday." The boy said, turning his head around to look at what Taehyung was pointing at, growing annoyed.

He felt a small pang of jealousy prick as he looked at the two chatting, as if they're already close to each other.

The girl was twirling her hair with her finger, giggling as Yoongi said some shit Jimin couldn't actually hear much since they were a bit far from the two. He wouldn't worry much though, Yoongi had made a promise to him, and that promise is that they'd grow old together, not as friends but as lovers. Yoongi didn't forget, right?

No, of course not! Jimin knew the boy very well, Yoongi wasn't the type to forget any promises, especially if that promise was one that was made a long time ago. A promise is a promise.

And promises are made to be kept.