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Thy walked down the street for a while before Jungkook spoke up.
"So why did you want to become a model?"He asked.
"Oh um.I actually didn't want to.My dad said I had to or else he would ,you know, kick me out."Jimin replied a took a lick of ice cream.
"Well why can't you leave?You probably make like 50k each month." Jungkook said concerned.
"My dad won't let me keep my money.He uses it for his drinking bar times and gambling."He said tearing up.
"Oh I am sorry.Cant you tell him to back off?"
"Nope never or else I actually think he would kill me."Jimin started to cry.
"Oh no I'm sorry Jimin please don't cry."Jungkook said hugging Jimin.
They stayed like that for a while until.
Jimin sniffed. "I'm okay now."He said pulling away.
They walked down the road filled with rose petals and dandelions.It smelt like a nice vanilla and cherry candle .The nice breeze pushed Jimins hair to the the side.
They found a music player on the side of the road.The man was singing with a guitar.
After he was finished,Jimin and Jungkook clapped really hard and gave him $20.
When they walked away someone stepped in front of them.
"M-Mina?"Jimin said in disbelief.
"That's me!"She said with a smile.
"Omg!"Jimin jumped in her arms and hugged her. "You came back!"
"Of course I had too!I couldn't forget my little brother!"She said kissing his cheek.
Jimin got down and kissed her nose.
"Jungkook,this is Mina.Shes my bug sister who just came back from the Marines!"Jimin said excitedly while clapping his arms.
"Hey I am Jungkook."He said and shook her hand.
"Mina.And your really handsome btw.Are to two a thing or-"She said trailing off.
"NO.No.Just friends."Jimin said quickly,not knowing Jungkook was pretty sad.
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