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17: Well Played

The man stared at the two boys speechlessly as they walked away holding hands.

Jimin unexpectedly stopped, almost making the younger one lose his balance. Jimin looked back and Jungkook heard an alarming crack, but the older did not seem to care.

While still holding Jungkook's hand, Jimin marched up to the man. "I came to get my stuff.", he said in a monotonous, cold voice.
Then the two boys bent and hurriedly stuffed everything inside Jimin's bag and the man mumbled something before leaving the two boys.

When man was out of their sight, they stopped what they were doing. Jungkook slowly raised his head, looking directly at his savior's eyes which reflected pure confusion. He sighed loudly as he stood up and ruffled his black hair. "Sorry about that, hyung. And thank you for playing along. Well played!", Jungkook with a bow.

Jimin stood up with his bag. "It's ok... but are you? You're bleeding. Let's get you treated first. There is a pharmacy nearby."

"Hm? Eh? Ah... sure", the younger hesitantly agreed before following the older timidly who led the way.

Jimin was kneeling down and  tendering the younger's wounds and the scratches on his milky white arm. During this process, the little boy could not take his eyes off the older boy's hands working on their wounds. And this was noticed by Jimin who felt some laser beams penetrating him.

"What's up?", he asked when he was done. "Eh? Um... nothing-"

"Geez... come on now... Tell, hyung.", Jimin said, leveling to Jungkook's height.

"My cousin have hands like yours.", the boy replied as he fidgeted with his fingers.

Jimin giggled before cooing at Jungkook. "Awww... so, how old is this cousin of yours? He must be a very manly man, I'm sure.", Jimin said as he puffed up his chest.

There was silence.

"It's a she.", Jungkook said in a low voice, while playing with his t-shirt.

Silence again. Jimin did not know how to respond, his chest went flat as it was before.

"Oh... I see... Your noona must have some manly hands then, I suppose.", Jimin said after a few silent seconds,

"Noona? Eh? No. She is four years old."

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My cousin brother, who is 5 yrs old also have Jiminie hands.
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