I know, I know, this makes two Jikook one shots in a row, but who's complaining.

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Jimin's Pov:

"Eomma! Eomma! Look, new settlers in the village!" Mother comes to the window and looks out. She immediately goes to the kitchen and grabs a batch of sweets and puts them in a basket. "Here, Ji. Please go give them these and welcome them to our village." I nod excitedly and grab the basket, rushing out the door, but careful not to ruin the sweets.

I skip over to their wagon and that's when I see a boy that looks around my age, maybe a but younger. "Hey! I'm Jimin! You are our new neighbors!" The boy runs to a middle aged woman and tugs on her sleeve, hiding behind her. She sees me and smiles sweetly, walking over to me. "Hello, are you our new neighbors?" I nod and hand her the basket.

She takes them gladly and thanks me. "Jungkook, go play with him. He seems really sweet." She coos, in an attempt to get her shy son out of his shell. She pushes him towards me and walks away from us.

"Hello," I say, putting my hand out. "I'm Jimin. What's your name?" He hesitantly takes my hand and mumbles, "Jungkook." I smile at him and grab his wrist, pulling him along with me. "Come on, I'll show you a field we can play in." He perks up a bit, so I take off running. He runs with me and is smiling and giggling.

When we finally reach the field we fall on our bums and laugh hysterically. When we finally calm down I look over at him, curiously. "How old are you, Jungkook?" He smiles and shrugs. "I'm eight. How old are you?" I smile because I'm older. "I'm ten. That means you have to call me hyung." He groans and falls on his back. I laugh and poke him.

He pokes me back and soon enough we are tickling each other. He gets up and runs, so I get up and chase him. When I finally catch up to him he turns around to face me, but I don't see him in time so I trip and fall right on top of him. He giggles and I hold his wrists down, holding back laughter. "I win." I say, teasingly.

That's when I catch his eye. We stay like that for what feels like eternity. I have this weird feeling in my stomach that I don't know what it means. Am I allergic to him?

My thoughts get interrupted but his mom yelling for him. I stand up and put my hand out to help him. His face is red and he takes it, holding onto it for a little bit longer than it needs to be. His mom yells again and it breaks the weird feeling in my stomach again. I hit his arm playfully and say, "I bet I can beat you in a race to your Eomma." His eyebrows raise and he takes off.

~Four Years Later~

Jungkook's Pov:

"Aish! Jungkook-ah! Come back!" I giggle, running to the field the elder had first showed me when I arrived to this village. I turn and run faster towards my destination, smiling proudly to myself for knowing exactly what to take from hyung to get him to follow me.

"Jungkook-ah! Watch out!" It was to late, he had tried to grip on me, but I had tripped anyways, pulling him down with me. He puts his hands on both sides of my head, holding himself up so he doesn't fall on me. We catch eachothers eyes and I get the same weird feeling I got when we first met.

"Eomma, how do you know if you found true love?" She laughs. "Kookie, you will know it. You'll look at her and you'll get butterflies. You'll catch her eyes and you'll get this strange feeling you only get from her."

But that can't be. I can't be in love with Jimin. Not a guy. I must be sick. I shove him off, jokingly. Giggling while trying to shake off the feeling I just had.

"Yah! Jungkook-ah, why'd you take my stuff?!" I shrug. "You looked tense. I thought maybe you needed to get away from village, even if it's just for a second." Jimin punches me lightly in the arm and laughs. "Aish, you punk. I'm fourteen now. I can't just sit around and play anymore. Appa, expects me to help him with work. Don't mess around anymore, alright?"

I nod sadly, looking down. He's always busy now. He never has time for me anymore. Why couldn't he be twelve like me? He would be able to play still.

I stand up and start walking back towards the village. Jimin grabs my wrist before I can get to far and turns me around. "Jungkook-ah, I didn't mean to come off so harsh, I'm sorry." I shrug, dismissing him. "Aish, Jungkook-ah! I said I was sorry, don't be mad anymore!" I continue looking at my feet, not wanting to give in.

"Jungkook-ah!" He whines. When I still don't give in, he pulls me into a tight hug, rubbing my back. "Please don't be mad anymore." He coos. I hug him back. Why is my heart racing? "I forgive you, H-Hyung." He chuckles, which makes me smile, and let's me go, still holding my wrist. Why do I feel so cold now?

"J-Jungkook-ah," He looks, nervous? "When we were hugging, did, did you feel that weird feeling in the pit of your stomach?" I gulp, heart quickening. "N-No, y-you must be sick, H-Hyung." He gives me a suspicious look. "Why are you lying?" I gulp again, remembering that he can tell when I'm lying. "I don't know. The feeling scares m-me." Jimin chuckles and starts pulling me along with him. "Aish, Jungkook-ah. What's weird is we got that feeling when we fell, back when I first met you." I shrug, thinking back to what my mom had told me. Could it be? No, it can't. My mom also said that two boys could never.

Aish, I'm so confused!

~Four Years Later~

No Pov:

"Eomma, I'm going to go in the field with Jimin." Jungkook yells, hoping she won't question him anymore. "Jungkook, you need to get a girlfriend. You spend to much time with that boy." Jungkook flinched slightly at her tone. "Okay, Eomma, I'm going now, I'll be back in a bit." She grumbles something under her breath, while her son walks out of the house, excited to see his best friend on there 8 year anniversary of friendship.

He rushes to the field, trying his hardest to make up the time he lost from arguing with his mother. "Jimin-ah! Are you here?" Jimin pops infront of him, making him jump. "Aish! Don't do that!" Jungkook exclaims, shoving him jokingly. Jimin laughs and runs in the opposite direction. Jungkook chuckles and takes off running after him.

They are chuckling and yelling into the night when Jimin trips, causing Jungkook to lose balance and fall on top of him. Jungkook chuckles again, looking down at Jimin. The catch eyes. Jimin and Jungkook get the weird feeling in their chest again. Jungkook stands up, grabbing Jimin and pulling him up, without letting go of his hand.

"Hyung, are you feeling it again?" Jungkook whispers so quietly, Jimin almost didn't hear him. Almost. "Mhm.." Jimin murmurs, not wanting to break the feeling. "Hyung, c-can I see try something?" Jimin nods his head, words getting jumbled by the overwhelming situation. Jungkook leans forward a little, resting his hand on Jimin's cheek. Jimin leans into the touch, wanting to stay like this forever. Jimin is about to speak up when he feels a pair of soft lips on his. His eyes widen before kissing back, gently.

Jungkook pulls away, not knowing what he just did. "H-Hyung, the f-feeling worsened." Jimin nods. "Jungkook?"

"Yeah, Hyung?"

"I think I love you."

Jungkook heart flutters. "I, I think I love you too, Hyung."

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This was really fluffy and I was going to make it angsty, but I decided against it. Fluff makes people happy. Angst makes people anxious. Personally, I like making people happy more than I like making them anxious ^.^

Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Also, I'm losing followers 😢, but that's okay bc I've gained great friends through followers I still have so thank you for sticking with me ♡♡♡♡♡♡

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