Chapter 11: Enemies become friends

Somehow Taehyung's tiny hand had perfectly fit into yours, even though an hour this might've felt like a bad hallucination.

The small boy rested his head by the side of your arm, he wasn't even tall enough to place his head on your shoulder.

Then he rubbed his sleepy eyes letting out a small yawn. Looking at you he made his cheeks puffed with air. "How long do we have to wait Sarang?" He said in his meek little voice.

"I don't know baby-" realizing that you had just called him baby you immediately cleared your throat.

Come on, Sarang he's not a baby! Inside he's a grown up!

But looking at his small innocent face, blonde fluffy hair resting atop his head, cheeks still puffed, rosy lips pouty made you only wonder if this boy was ever the grown man with the same attitude you've seen before.

"Are you really not going to tell me if it was Seokjin hyung or not?" He rubbed his nose with his oversized sleeves. "I know it's him. Only he treasured these clothes from my childhood. Even though he brought the wrong size; this would fit a ten year old. I think I'm younger than that now."

Oh such a weird conversation.

"Let's be patient okay? We can just wait till he... uh gets here."

Seokjin had managed to secretly drop by the 'childhood cloths' but the other part of the job was taking him longer.

Though sitting outside the apartment made Taehyung feel better. The small boy didn't look as sick before. He even rocked his feet back and forth, hummed some distant tune enjoying the fresh air.

"Say Sarang, why don't you go to your job and I wait here by myself?" Suddenly he suggested. "Don't you go to your job after classes? I think you are already late."

A beautiful kid with a blank, serious face.  You couldn't help but let out a loud giggle.

"I can call in for the day Tae, I mean I hardly ever take any days off. Though I'm always late... And I get scoldings for that," the last part, you mumbled looking away.

You knew that the manager wouldn't be welcoming you when you get there the next day.

"Just go." Taehyung pushed your sides with all his might, but you didn't budge at all. "Just go to your job!" He huffed and said.

You could only furrow your brows seeing his sudden outburst. "What's gotten into you?" You asked with a short intake of breath. "Even if I leave you here who's gonna take care of you? You're sick Tae."

"Uh hum..." He shook his head adorably from left to right. "I don't feel sick anymore. And I can play with him." He pointed a finger to a distant small figure that was approaching you.

You squinted your eyes to look closer, Jimin? "Your sworn enemy? I don't think so," you instantly denied. "I saw what look you gave him a few hours ago."

"That's why I wanna befriend him now!" He got up from his seat in a rash manner and tried pulling you up with him. "Just go already!"

"You know what?" You sighed at his useless tries. "I guess I could just go for a short while and take the leave for today. The manager wouldn't talk over phone anyway."

With that, you stood up brushing off your outfit while giving a scrutinizing look to the boy.

"Don't go anywhere. Don't do anything fishy. Behave. Don't follow me, okay? I promise I'll be back soon."

"Yeah," he drawled in a lifeless voice.

A long sigh filled with tiredness left from the pit of his chest when he saw you leave. The truth was, he didn't want to be a hindrance.

He didn't want to get in your way yet he felt like he had already done it many times. Silently he sat back on the concreted space and closed his eyes. Before that, he saw Jimin going inside the building with his football in his hands.

Truthfully Taehyung still felt sick. He barely had any energy left and despite craving the feeling of his body resting atop the warm, soft bed he couldn't move due to exhaustion.

"Are you okay?"

Taehyung peered an eye open hearing a soft voice, only to find Jimin standing up close looking at him with a concerned expression.

"You seem sick. Do you want to drink water? Or, go inside my place and rest?" He again asked, his wide eyes scanning Taehyung's face.

Gosh, if only pretending to be asleep would make him go away.

"I'm fine," lied Taehyung. He didn't know what else to say.

"Oh." Jimin didn't know what else to say either. So he just stood there moving his balance from left foot to right, hugging his football like a dear cushion.

"Um.., do you know Sarang noona?" Jimin finally got the courage to ask. "I think I saw her with you from afar. A-and there was this other person with noona before that looked just like you!"

Oh no, Taehyung was caught.

"Are you his brother or something?! You look exactly the same!" Jimin beamed, his eyes crinkling and vanishing into a thin line as a big smile appeared on his small face.

Relief immediately washed over Taehyung but he also panicked inside. What to do when he didn't want to lie about it?

"I know him," he lied.

But in all honesty, it wasn't a total lie.

"Oh." Jimin made his mouth o shaped and nodded his head to himself. "Can I sit next to you?"

Taehyung panicked more. Still he moved a little so the boy could sit beside him.

"I am Jimin, and you?" Jimin held out his small hand to Taehyung for him to shake and poor taetae had always seen this gesture in movies but never got to do it in real life.

That's why, all of a sudden he was beyond excited. "I'm V," Taehyung said with a bright smile shaking Jimin's hand vigorously.

And Jimin was beyond surprised too seeing how Taehyung's hand was smaller than his. "What's your age?" Jimin asked with curiosity ringing in his tone. "You're the first person I met around my age who's smaller than me!"

Taehyung didn't know why Jimin's happy face made him smile even brighter. "I don't actually know," this time he told the truth.

Jimin only giggled a bit hearing his answer. "Same V! My mom says I'm seven but sometimes I feel like I'm thirty, or even fifty."

"No way," Taehyung giggled with him.

"Yes way!" Jimin sat even more closer to Taehyung. "By the way V, your sleeves look too big, don't you find it a inconvenience?"

Jimin pointed to Taehyung's long sleeves that were pretty much dangling through his arms. But he didn't know what to do about it and Jimin could only sigh at the smaller one.

"Let me help you," the pouty lipped boy said placing his football aside and taking Taehyung's small hands to him. Then he started rolling up the sleeves until they were up to Taehyung's arms.

"Here, they are done!" Jimin smiled again and Taehyung was amazed, like the time he was watching TV and figured out how to use the remote control.

"Wow!" Taehyung gasped loudly holding his small arms in the air.

Jimin smiled watching the boy but inside, he kept pushing himself to ask the question that's been bugging him for hours.

The important question which answer might the lad before him knew off.

"V... Can I ask you something?"

The cautiousness of Jimin's voice made Taehyung aware too. He turned his head and faced the boy who looked nervous asking his 'important' question.

"Say, your brother..." Jimin played with the hem of his shirt looking down. All of a sudden his face looked red, really red.

"Y-your brother, does he like noona!?" It felt as if he had bursted like an atomic bomb all of a sudden; even Taehyung had to draw back.

"He does," Taehyung said staying quite for a short second after taking it all in.

Jimin's face lost it's colour.

"He likes noona?" He looked like he was about to burst into tears. "S-so he's really her boyfriend?"

"No, not yet." Taehyung shook his head but that didn't stop Jimin's lips from trembling, eyes being filled with water.

And then it hit Taehyung. The way Jimin said the word 'like' and how much he looked affected by it. Taehyung felt like he had just hurt Jimin unintentionally and he didn't want that to happen.

"By like I mean..," Taehyung paused a little thinking by himself. "He likes his brothers a lot too and it's the same way as he likes Sarang. He finds both sides close to his heart and lovable. All that and some other circumstances led him wanting to be a boyfriend to Sarang."

"Oh," Jimin said after a long moment. His face regained it's colour again in the meantime.

"Shouldn't you call her noona though?" He also added.

That's all he could say? Taehyung couldn't help but scrunch up his perfectly shaped brows.

"Your brother is mistaken. He doesn't like noona enough to become her boyfriend. I wouldn't approve of this either," Jimin finally commented on the topic.

"Why?" Taehyung's eyebrows were more furrowed now.

"Because V, that's not the 'like' I'm talking about." Jimin took his football to his hands again, looking up at the clear sky as the warm gleam of sunset lit up his face.

Taehyung couldn't help but recall some anime he had seen in heaven watching Jimin under the sunset.

"You know, I like my brother and my mom a lot too. But with noona, it's something else." Jimin looked at him saying it in a serious face.

"When she hugs me I just want her to keep hugging me forever, even if that'd make me die... like squeezing to death or something," he awkwardly finished his sentence.

"Only that?"

Taehyung couldn't understand.

"A-and a lot other stuff too," Jimin stuttered blushing a little. "Like... like I don't even like sharing my food with my brother much but when it's noona, it's okay. A-and someday, when I grow up I want to go to Disneyland with her and... visit cities like Tokyo or the whole Japan."

"Oh." Taehyung still hadn't understood much but he played along anyway.

"I know I'm too young but I'm gonna grow up in a few years alright? So don't think I'm stupid or anything." For some reasons Jimin looked a little angry letting it all out.

"No, I think it's okay." Taehyung didn't know why he did it but he placed a hand on Jimin's back.

"It's not stupid." Taehyung smiled showing his teeth.

And that made Jimin let out a big breath of relief. Immediately after that he laughed. Taehyung laughed too with his hand still gently placed on the other latter's back.

Maybe this was another kind of friendship Taehyung had craved all his life.

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A/n: hey was this soft enough for you uwu

Also please tell me whether you're a soft or hard stan BECAUSE I'D BE REALLY SURPRISED FINDING A HARD STAN HERE