Hey ya! || Jimin ff ||

Chim 1

The trees rustled against each other as the breeze hit ever so softly. The day was cloudy and the sky was gloomy.

My head rested on my right hand as I adored the environment outside the window. Every second only one face came in my mind.

Yosub, my brother.

His cute and innocent smile, face really hitting my heart with every second passed by. He had really serious problem. He was going through so much of pain and I was here doing nothing for him.

"Hey ya!" Someone shouted, it was like he just was too happy. His voice was sharp yet smooth which reached till my core. But I chose to ignore it.

I stared at those cute birds roaming around but was again interrupted but that voice,"Are you ignoring me?"
This time it was nearer making me feel that he was talking to me.

I ignored and just tried to focus on the outside scenery. But it didn't last long.

"Are you deaf?"
Then he tapped on my shoulder.

I irritatedly moved my shoulders signing him not to bother me. But he went on.

"Are you dumb?"

I closed my eyes and acted as if I was sleeping. But that boy still irritated me with his sweet voice.

"Why are you ignoring me? I know you aren't sleeping."

I had enough. I angrily looked at him,"What do you want?"

He grinned,"You can damn speak!"

"I can." I deadplanted.

His grin reached his eyes as his eyes disappear to form crescent shapes,"You aren't deaf too."

I lowered my eyebrows and looked at him confused.

He just shook his head, like he was talking to himself. And then ran away.

I just shook my head and continued to sleep.

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"I'm home!" I announced and expected my brother to run and hug me like he always did but he didn't. I was slightly disappointed and looked for him.

I dropped my bag on the couch and turned to the corner. His room was situated on the right of the one storey house, we were living in.

His clothes were scattered around on the floor and there was he in the middle of it staring at a shirt, which he held in his hands.

"Yosub..?" I called out calm as possible not wanting him to panick.

He slowly looked up at me and stared at me with his teary eyes. "N-noona. I don't wanna go there."
He cried.

I took the shirt in his hand and patted his head, sitting near him. "Where, love?"

"S-chool." A sob left his lips as he broke down into tears clinging on me.

My heart ached and tears blurred my vision seeing him so broken. It was 15th time he had been in this condition. He was scared of everyone since that incident- ...accident.

I held him and patted his back, taking him in my lap. His head found its way to my chest and my head rested on his. His fragile body was trembling of fear and I tried to calm him down. I was really worried as my attempts failed to calm him down.

"I won't. I-I don't want to. Home, please." He kept chanting between his merciful sobs.

"Shhh" I whispered. "Noona won't send Yosub there anymore...it's ok, I'm here."

He pulled his head away from my chest and looked up at me. "R-really?"

His red eyes and broken hoarse voice was enough to make me really worried. He was losing his life. His childhood. And I was really concerned about him. "Yes."

He wiped his tears with his both small hands and took long breathes to calm down. I just watched him recover from the terrible crying mess.

"Y-you aren't joking, right..?" He asked once he regained himself and held my cheeks.

"Noona never jokes." I smiled at him.

He smiled in relief and wrapped his hands around me tightly automatically making me wrap my hands around him.
"That's why I love you. You really understand me, but dad doesn't."

I patted his head and kissed his shoulder,"Do I?"
I whispered to him questioning if he really meant it.

He nodded and answered the question without speaking.

And I smiled.