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Jimin's lip wobbled.

He took a step back, looking around to see if any costumers had been waiting.

Fortunately not.

He looked back at Yoongi who was looking at him with a sort of cold gaze Jimin couldn't decipher.

The ravenette sniffled.

"Yah! What the happened here?" Asked Soekjin, who just walked in, as he saw the teary Jimin.

"Yoongi!" He roared, his voice muffled by the chit chat of the customers.

The boy glared at him and rolled his eyes.

"Don't act like it's my fault this is happening." Mumbled Yoongi as he walked out, perpousely bumping his shoulder into Soekjin's

The eldest sighed, his broad shoulders slumping slightly.

Jimin was looking in the direction Yoongi left, teary eyes and red nose.

"I'm sorry about him." He apologised, taking out a tissue for Jimin.

The boy took it gladly with a small smile.

"It's fine." Jimin said.

Jin looked at him with a small, motherly smile.

"Aw poor baby." He said, ingulfing the boy in a hug, the smaller's head landing in his chest.

He slowly weaved his fingers through the youngers soft locks.

"You know, Yoongi used to be just like you."

Those words made Jimin look up to the taller.

"Very self aware, always under pressure yet still pulling it together to act cool." Said Soekjin, his gaze wondering beyond his listener.

He spoke in a voice laced with such sadness Jimin wanted him to quite being so vague and spill whatever had happened.

"I think that's why he is slightly irritated with you, because you're exactly like who he used to be." Soekjin finished.

Jimin felt a warm feeling in his chest. It slightly creeped him out how this man he had met a little over an hour ago, had already seen right through him.

He felt like the man was either very observant or just plain psychic.

"Why did he change?" Asked Jimin.

Soekjin looked at him with a warm smile.

"That's not my story to tell sweetheart."

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