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◇ • ELEVEN • ◇







"But I'm just very excited I've found someone like me!"




CHAPTER ELEVEN



"Hey Prince Mint, how ya doing?" Jimin walked in Yoongi's room, placing his breakfast on the table where Yoongi was staring at his computer.


Yoongi seemed like he didn't notice the younger boy's presence right next to him, not even noticing the extra cheese that Jimin had put on his plate.


"Uh, Yoongi hyung?" Jimin peered over Yoongi's shoulder.


"Oh!" Yoongi jumped in fright, as he quickly shut his laptop. "Um, thank you!" Yoongi's face turned red as he took the breakfast plate and started eating.


"What were you looking at?" Jimin raised his eyebrows, giving himself a seat on Yoongi's bed.


"Oh, um... My computer!" Yoongi pointed a finger up, food still in his mouth.


"Ugh, you always try to outsmart me, do you?" Jimin smiled at the elder. "What were looking at on your computer." He emphasised on the 'on'.


"Oh, um..." Yoongi thought of a way to outsmart the younger, chewing on the bread. "I was looking at the screen! You know, I was looking over my lyrics!" Yoongi opened his laptop, and showed lyrics of a song, he had never shown Jimin before.


"That's actually really good Yoongles hyung, but, ugh, tell me Yoongi, or I'll take your cheese away." Jimins hands reached for the cheese.


"NO NO! Uhhh, I was looking at the flower shop, admiring the flowers." Yoongi told the truth.


"Then why are you a rose then?" Jimin poked Yoongi's squishy cheeks.


"Rose?"


"Another way of saying tomato." Jimin's face deadpanned.


"I can't eat tomato."


"Exactly, you were admiring the owner, not just the flowers." Jimin stole a piece of cheese of Yoongi's plate.


"Well, he seems really happy! That's it! I just wish that I could be that happy too! I'm just jealous-"


"Of his looks." Jimin raised his eyebrows, eating the piece of cheese. "Bye Prince Mint, I got to get foxes for the chickens again, they eat as much as you eat cheese, I mean, you eat more cheese than they eat foxes, but you get what I mean!" Jimin smiled and opened the door.


"Hey! Did you just make fun of my favourite food?" Yoongi asked, but Jimin closed the door.


Jimin chuckled as he grabbed his bow and arrows, flinging them around his shoulder.


"Hey Taeyang hyung!" The pink haired boy shouted out. "Pass??" Jimin didn't even blink as Taeyang threw the feathery jacket into his face. "Thanks." His voice was muffled as he was already changing. "Bye hyung!" He felt the air rush past him as he took off.


Jimin enjoyed his flight, as always, flying over 'quiet' land until he heard screams. "Huwi?" Jimin came to a halt as he inspected the world underneath him.


"WHY DID YOU? HUH?" A girl pushed a boy onto the floor. 'Wait a second...' Jimin strained his eyes to look at the boy the girl was screaming at. "It is the guy who looked up to me and cursed at me?" He said out loud. 'Curse, Yoongi hyung. Oops.'


"HEY JISOO! WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE WITH A GIRL LIKE YOU? HUH? YOU WON'T GIVE ME BACK THAT BRACELET, EVEN THOUGH IT WAS FOR MY 5TH BIRTHDAY???"


"WELL WHY DID YOU GIVE IT TO ME THEN?" Shouts rang the place.


"Namjoon hyung?" Jimin questioned to no one. "Huh."



No answer was given back to the girl. Instead to black haired boy just stared up into the sky. Well, not just at the sky, specifically at Jimin, who was an angel.


He muttered something, but only 2 words were audible to Jimin's ears. "Pink hair?"


"Oh shit!" Jimin cursed as he pushed himself forwards against the wind, flapping his wings aggressively to try and avoid to fall towards the ground.


Jimin squeezed his eyes in anger, at himself. Why did he have to just expose himself like that? He had never just randomly paused in the air in an angle where every single human could see a legit human with wings.


He continued flying, eager to quickly arrive to the fox hunting place.


"OOF!" He cried out, bumping headfirst into an object in the air. The two objects came hurling down towards the ground, Jimin squeezing his eyes once again.


A tiny 'ow' was heard from the other living creature.


"Ughh..." Jimin groaned as he sat up, blinking his eyes so his vision could get less blurry.


"I'M SO SORRY!" A shout was heard.


"Shuuussshhh." Jimin covered his hand over the others mouth. "Don't speak so loud!" He hissed.


"Oops, I'm very sorry again." The other male boy, to Jimin's eyes, calmed down, apologising once more. "But I'm just very excited I've found someone like me!" The red haired man chuckled, as he help Jimin up.


Jimin's eyes widened opened as his eyes travelled to the man's back, finding out there were a pair of grey wings hanging off.


"I-I never realised you were an angel too." Jimin stammered, thinking himself was stupid for not noticing the obvious.


"How would I be in the air then?" The other man laughed, but stopped as he laid his eyes on Jimin's purple highlight on his wing.


"Woah..." The grey winged angel stared in awe at the new discovery. "I wish I got something like that!" He exclaimed in jealously.


"It's just in my genes." Jimin shrugged. "What's your name anyways?"


"My name? Its Jung Hoseok!" Hoseok announced proudly, leading Jimin to his shop 'Hope World'


"So welcome in!" Hoseok opened the door to the newcomer. "You can leave your things here." He indicated the place next to the door. Jimin immediately realised that he went through the back door.


"Thank you Jimin!" Hoseok smiled brightly. "Take a seat Jimin!" Hoseok offered a seat to Jimin. "also take this jacket, you gotta cover your wings."


"Um... Okay, sure." Jimin sits down comfortably, realising that he was sitting at the counter of the shop. "Why here?" he curiously asked, putting on the jacket quickly before someone had walked into the shop.


"Why not?" Hoseok waved as a customer arrived. "HEY CAN YOU QUICKLY CHANGE THAT SIGN TO CLOSE FOR ME JAEHYUN?"


"Me?" Jaehyun asked, pointing to himself.


"YEAH! YOU CAN STILL HAVE A LOOK AROUND, I'M GONNA HAVE A CHAT WITH JIMINIE!!" Hoseok turned to Jimin and whispered. "I still can't believe there are more like me!"


"Oh my god!" Jaehyun exclaimed sarcastically. "I never knew Hoseok hyung could whisper!"


"Shut up!" Hoseok snapped. "Are you done yet?"


"Yeah, yeah Hoseok hyung! Here." He tossed the flower pot onto the counter. "Here's the money." He gave it to the elder. "Who is that?" Jaehyun curiously asked.


"IT'S MY NEW FRIEND! SAY HELLO TO JIMINE!" Hoseok introduced Jimin, who was sitting there confused. "OH, HAVE A NICE DAY!!'" Hoseok took the money.


"You too!" Jaehyun shouted back, going out of the door.


"So does your parents have your wings too?" Hoseok asked curiously, once they could not be interrupted.


"I honestly don't know, but is most likely true." Jimin tried to recall any memories of his parents, but only Jin came into his mind. "I only remember Jin hyung taking me in and taking care of me."


"Jin hyung! You know him too? He came here just yesterday! With Namjoon and Jungkook! Do you know them too?" Hoseok asked excitedly, looking around.


"Yeah, I know them. Only Namjoon knows about my wings though. Also my friend Taeyang. So only three people know." Jimin suddenly felt guilty, since Yoongi and Jin didn't know. Jin literally raised him. "Yoongiand Jin don't know." Jimin started panicking when he saw the elder's facechange into a questioning one. "Han Yoongi." He quickly 'corrected' himself.


"Ooh, that's cool!" Hoseok smiled, not noticing the expressions Jimin had, guilt.


Jimin's eyes were caught by a green light flashing from the camera. Yoongi was now looking through the camera, to see if the red-haired boy had came back, surprised to find Jimin sitting next to Hoseok.


Jimin smiled at the camera, waving in tiny so Hoseok couldn't see. He could tell that the prince could see him, as the lights were flashing on and off. 


"Who else has it?" Jimin was cautious to speak in a whisper, to make sure Yoongi couldn't hear their conversation. On the other side, Jimin wanted to shout out so he could tell Yoongi the truth. But he was scared to.


"My sister, my adopted brother and my parents are the only ones that know I have these. My sister and my parents do, all of us just have boring grey wings." Hoseok indicated his wings, which Jimin quickly covered, as he knew Yoongi was still watching.


"It's cool having grey wings, it's okay Hoseok hyung." Jimin tried to make the red-haired angel feel better.


"I guess." Hoseok smiled. "Hey, do you know Jin hyung has a brother-"


"WAIT HE HAS A BROTHER?"


"Uhuh, you didn't know? His brother is Kim Seokjoong!"


"HE DIDN'T TELL ME THIS I'LL MAKE HIM PAY FOR IT!" Jimin jokingly shouted.


"He's a nice guy!" Hoseok exclaimed. "Don't hurt Jin hyung!"

Jimin said nothing in return. He just fell into deep thought, staring at the happy boy. He seems so happy, unlike Yoongi, crying every single night, whenever Jimin leaves his room after giving him breakfast, basically every time no one is with him. He doesn't do anything these days, especially since the King had died. The only time he had calmed down was when he ate cheese and looked at the cameras, especially when he looked at Hope World. More specifically at Hoseok. He kept saying he was jealous of his happiness and-.


"Hoseok hyung, can I have your phone number?" Jimin asked, after realising the truth.


"Of course you can! Why?" Hoseok held out his hand, taking Jimin's phone.


"You seem like a nice person, you know?" Jimin explained. "I feel like you would be a great friend to me and Jin."


"Thank you!" Hoseok smiled at the compliment. "Here you go!" Hoseok quickly typed in his number, then giving it back to Jimin. "Wait, why do you have a bow and arrow? Who uses them now days? I mean we use guns?"


"I mean, a bow and arrow fits an angel more. And I need to hunt foxes for the chickens." Jimin was eager to leave, to go to Yoongi's mother.


"Foxes? For chickens?" Hoseok looked at Jimin confused.


"Uhuh." Jimin nodded, about to leave.


"Wait a second! Before you leave! I think this might be Jin's." Hoseok started off, showing the pink haired boy a watch. "Can you give it to him?"


"Yeah! Of course! I also think it might be Jin's." Jimin examined the watch. "Anyways, bye!" Jimin picked up the bow and arrow, watching Hoseok flip the sign to 'open'.


"Bye!" Jimin waved, going out through the back door. "Huh. He's a nice guy." Jimin muttered as he took off his jacket, revealing his wings that spread out behind his back. He was about to take off back to the palace when he realised he had to hunt down some foxes. Jimin was just too eager to tell his plan to the queen.


As he took off, he heard a voice.


"I think I left my watch back here, do you kno-" Jimin couldn't hear anything else, as he had flown away.



"Hey Jimin, how are you going?" Namjoon gave himself a seat on Jimin's couch, nervously playing with his fingers.


"I'm good!" Jimin exclaimed, eyeing the watch on the table. Now looking more at it, it didn't seem to be Jin's at all. It seemed like someone else's. "What about you?"


"I'm fine." A simple response came from the blue haired boy.


Jimin's eyes narrowed. "Whenever someone uses the word 'fine' they are not." Jimin had learnt from his past experiences, especially from Yoongi.


Namjoon sighed. "Jimin-ah, I'm just worried. You know when I saved you?"


"I thank you for that." Jimin nodded.


"Yeah. I swore I heard my sister's voice. Geongmin's voice. I haven't seen her in ages." Namjoon started off, eyeing Jimin nervously. "Jin hyung gave me a letter that was from Geongmin, saying that she was okay. But if I had heard her voice the time I was shot, and she was okay, I would probably wake up to her, but I only woke up to Jin hyung. I honestly don't think she is okay." Namjoon's voice shook.


"Don't worry Namjoon hyung. She'll be okay, not fine, but okay." Jimin gave a reassuring smile to the elder.


"That was what exactly Jin hyung told me." Namjoon still didn't believe that she was okay. "Should I be worried?"


Jimin didn't know what to say in return. "I think so Namjoon, it'd be rude if I said to not be worried."


Suddenly, Namjoon felt a uncomfortable presence nearby. Namjoon's eyes met someone else's outside the window. A woman's dark brown eyes. More specifically, Dahyun's eyes.

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