A Butterfly's Wings | 박지민

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저는 박지민 입니다.

"또는..?"

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"Chim, are you okay?"

The boy laughed, dusting of the back of his head as he got up from the ground.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Joonhi. Are you okay? They got you, too."

The girl got up as well, wiping the blood off of her lip.

"I'm fine, but those thugs won't be. They have no idea who they messed with." She smirked.

Jimin walked over to his girlfriend, taking her mouth with his.

He spoke when he released. "My baby."

She smiled as she looked up at him.

"By the way, when will I meet your mother again for dinner?"

Jimin's smile dropped, pulling away from Joonhi's embrace. He sat on the grass, pulling out a 

Lollipop.

Joonhi laughed, taking her place next to him."You're such a mama's boy." She said, taking the lollipop and placed it in her mouth. "Why don't you ever smoke? It's much more relaxing."

Jimin, taking back his lollipop, replied. "Because one, I don't want cancer, and two, because lollipops are more tastier."

She laughed, whilst nodding in agreement.

Jimin sighed.

"I wish you would quit.."

Silence fell over the couple, both in deep thought.

"Chim, we've already been over this."

Jimin put his hands up in the air. "I know, I know..It's just.." 

"Jimin!"

He shut his mouth, halting his voice.

"You could come over tomorrow.."

Joonhi's face lit up.

"Really, aw Chim that'd be amazing!" She replied. She gave him a tight hug, causing him to smile brightly.

"I haven't eaten over there in a while!" She mentioned, causing Jimin to giggle.

They got up, and walked to their houses.

When Jimin reached the his house, he looked up at the sky, smiling.

Wishing, that tomorrowㅡhoping, that tomorrow, would be a great day.

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Jimin was texting Joonhi as he hasn't seen her all day.

"Maybe she's just getting ready for today.." he said to himself.

He reached his house, only to smell an aroma floating around the house.

He sat down at the table and told his mother Joonhi was coming over again.

She only smiled.

She sat down the food on the table, and told Jimin to,eat his food.

"Here's your dinner, honey."

"Thanks, Mom, but I'm gonna wait for Joonhi. I told her that we'd eat together." The boy said.

"Alright, honey. But I'm afraid she won't be here in time."

Confusion struck the boy's face, soon asking his mother what she meant.

"Oh, I'm just saying I don't think she'll enjoy the food." she stated.

"Why would you think that?"

She chuckled, leaving the boy bewildered.

"Oh, Jiminie, who would enjoy eating themselves?"

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Jimin shot up out of his seat, staring his mother in the eye.

"W-what are you talking about, mom?"

She lingered around the side of the table, pulling out a pair of shoes.

Joonhi's shoes.

"She was a bad influence, Jiminie. Ever since you met that girl, you've been in and out of jail. It was only about time before you started smoking like her." She replied calmly, placing the worn out shoes on the table.

"But I never started smoking, Mom!"

"It was only about time before you began to! I had to get rid of her!"

Jimin shook his head, tears pouring out of his face. He slowly started to back away from the table, heading towards the door.

"Jiminie, sit down, let's enjoy our food."

Jimin, shaking his head, turned and reached for the door knob. He sprinted out of that house quickly, as his mother was shouting.

"Jiminie, come back! You haven't tried the Joonhi souffle!"

He kept running, far, far from the house, where his mother's laughter rang throughout the night.

He was running for what seemed like hours, the cold wing stinging his wet eyes via his tears.

When he reached a safe distance from that house, he turned to the direction of where it was located.

"I hate you..."

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*A/N*

So here is Jimin's backstory, I hope you liked it! 

-BongBong