BOTTOM TAE / BTS ONESHOTS

Small Words | YoonMin

Genre: angst

-Jimin is a quiet and preserved person. He rarely talks and he seems to be a bit careful with the amount of words he says.

Yoongi is a typical cold hearted male who likes to silently judge people up and down. A quiet and observant person, but can be dangerous when annoyed.

The two seemed to cross each other's paths. Will Yoongi release the huge secret Jimin was keeping or will it remain unsolved?

~

"Jimin ah," A warm and a motherly voice chirps from the kitchen, around it was the smell of the said male's favorite meal

The called male stood up, keeping his lips pursed as he peeked from the kitchen doorway. His cutely small eyes follows the hands of his mother that was cooking food as he unconciously smiles.

"Ah! There you are my little angel~" His mom compliments as she turns off the fire from the stove, crouching down to meet the level of her seven-year old son

"How was your sleep? Did you have a good dream?" His mother asks happily in the same motherly tone, gently squishing his chubby cheeks as his other eye closed with a smile on his lips

But then he just simply replied with a nod. A nod that was enough to answer his mom's question.

"That's great to know, dear. Breakfast's almost ready~ You can still play a little bit on the backyard if you want. Careful not to hurt yourself yeah?" She says before patting his light brown hair

Jimin nods again, his smile not fading away as he made his way to the glass sliding door by the kitchen leading to their equally large yard.

As soon as he finally opens the door with a little help on his tippy toes, he runs to the yard almost immidiately, laying on the clean grass as he giggled.

But then he sees the large sakura tree on the middle of their yard, it was there eversince he wasn't still on earth, to which his mother claimed of.

"That tree is rumored to have a very strong power and curse to anyone who hurts it, that's why it was remained planted there, honey." The voice of his mother was then again heard in his head as he silently "oohed" in his head. Was the tree really a mean tree of was it just protecting it self?

The small curious Jimin wanted to know the secrets of it. He wanted to ask everyone around him. But he remained silent.

The tree was absolutely healthy and there were no dead leaves falling from it, but why does one leaf fall everytime Jimin says a word?

To the little Jimin's dismay, it remained unsolved to himself.

But not for long.

~

"Goodluck on your studies, honey!" His mother says as she kissed his forehead, watching his now 16 year old Jimin tying his shoelaces and fixing his things

Jimin smiles then again, nodding his head as he bangs lightly bounced on his forehead. He stands up, swinging his backpack on as he hugged his mother.

"Have fun okay? Love ya!" His mom says as she hugs back, pulling away as she gives him his allowance and lunch

Jimin sighs, smiling more as his eyes were on the tree that can be seen through the glass windows.

He opens his mouth slightly, forming words in his mouth, "I love you too, ma."

Followed by five petals falling down to the grass.

~

"Introduce yourself, young boy." The teacher says as Jimin stood up from his seat

He had planned for this. He needs to be reserved at all times. No matter how hard it is, he knew he needed to cite time to time in class.

"Park Jimin. Sixteen. 1995. Busan." Students began to snort and hold their laughs back, why would anyone say that as if they're a robot?

Five petals, down.

"Thank you for that, Jimin. You may take your seat." The teacher then introduces himself, also letting each students introduce themselves for Jimin.

"Yah. Why are you so quiet, robot boy." A raspy and cold voice suddenly says, standing infront of the male who was sitting alone on the bench, holding his packed lunch as he slowly looked up

"You know it's rude to not answer someone's question." The boy whom Jimin describes as fairly pale with dark purple hair says

Jimin instead shooks his head, he wanted to say and explain what was going on but he knows he can't. It'll make more petals fall.

But for sure he knows, the pale male would understand if he just writes it down.

Handing the male a paper after a short while of scribbling, the male takes it and didn't even bother to read and instead, he crumpled it and threw it somehwere.

"You're not mute to keep it in. Speak." The male sternly says, scaring Jimin who bit his lower lip and looked away

"I-I'm so sorry.." Three petals. It wasn't a waste if Jimin apologizes, right?

"You better be. Tch." The male says before leaving, giving Jimin a last glimpse of his name; yoongi.

~

"Jimin.. I-I'm so sorry.." Yoongi cries as he hugs the boy who was silently sitting on their home's backyard, staring at the last four petals on the tree blankly

Jimin could only form a small smile, his lips trembling as he pulled Yoongi to a deep and passionate kiss as if his life depended on him.

Yoongi kisses back, hugging Jimin by his waist carefully as they both melted on their own kiss. A few moments later the two pulled away, with Yoongi leaning on the tree and Jimin laying on his lap

"Jiminnie, i love you so much.. Don't leave me.." Yoongi cries as he looks at Jimin who reached to caress his cheek

"I love you too, Yoongi."

And the four last petals fell.

Together with Jimin's hands that fell back down from yoongi's cheek.