17 are you hiding from me? backstory (1/2)

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Flashback ( jimin's POV )

(Please try to imagine this in jimin's voice. Read slowly)

That day, when i first met her.. i was seven. It was winter that time too. Somewhere around September, a month before my birthday.

I lost my mom in the crowd at the market. I was searching for her, sobbing, here and there, when i ended up in the middle of the road.

My hands and legs got sore when i saw a speedy car coming in my direction. I shut my eyes tightly losing all the hopes.

That is when i felt a pull. I opened my eyes, finding myself on a small thing. Oh.. its a girl.

I stopped crying.

I was saved by her. She looked of the same age. But she was an year younger.

I was sobbing a little as i was scared also i was not able to find my mother. I was a shy kid.

She stood up. Her knee was hurt because of me falling on her. But she didn't cried. She offered me her hand to stand up. She smiled and asked ” are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”. Her smile was bright or i say the brightest. I looked at her hand.

I took her hand without being aware of the pain i was going to feel in the near future.

”Its bleeding” i said pointing towards her knee. She looked at here knee and then looked at me. She smiled again. ”Its a little scratch. Mommy said its like a reward for oneself.” She said.

I took out my handkerchief out of my pocket and offered her to cover her wound with it but She denied. ”I don't know how to treat the wounds.” She said.

”Why are you crying? Are you hurt?” She asked. ”I cant find my mother. She is lost.” I said in between my sobs.

” Y/N... Come back here. we are done. Lets go home” her mom shouted from the back.

Y/N. Her name is Y/N. I may not be able to forget it.

She told her parents about me. Her parents were very kind. They took me to the nearest police station and waited until my mom showed up.

She came to file a report of my missing. She thanked her parents a thousand times before We both parted for home. I'll remember her.

After a week we met again. at a shopping mall. Our moms were shopping for the groceries, when they bumped into each other.

She smilied and waved at me. She surely smiles a lot. My mother asked her mom for a coffee as a gratitude for the last time.

They both were having their coffee while we were sipping on our orange juice.

”I don't know your name.” She said.

”Jimin.” I replied and continued sipping on my juice. ” Jimmy” she gave me this nickname. I was a shy kid. I didn't liked to talk much. But she was opposite. She asked too many questions. Her smile didn't faded through out the conversation. She made me speak a lot.

Our mothers found out that they both share common birth places. And that they both have same accent. This got them close and they became friends.

Later on that week, i was getting bullied by some older boys in the local play ground.. they wanted my superhero figurine. I didn't wanted to give them.

A voice stopped them and It was hers. They laughed seeing her. ”What did you just said princess? Your voice didn't reached to us.” They laughed teasing her. ”I said stop.. dont harass him. ” She yelled at them.

Is she mad? Can't she see how big are they? She could get hurt. I saw her coming to me. She stood in front of me, covering me. This is a stupidity. Her action made them laugh. ”Take this. And leave us alone.” She said handing out her soccer ball.

This made one of them angry. ” Are you trying to bribe us girl, do you wanna die?” He moved close to her. I was too coward. I couldn't protect her. I stayed hidden behind her. Another boy stopped him wisppering something in his ears. He took that ball from her and left.

What happened. I was too confused. She turned to me all smiling and said ” it was signed ball, there wasn't a single chance that they would have refused to it”

” A signed ball? How did you got one? Why did you gave that to them” i asked furiously. Didn't she know the value of a signed ball?

” Daddy gave it to me. I thought your figurine is really important to you so i just kimda exchanged it.” She smiled.

She is idiot, yes she is crazy. But after that we got close. We started visiting each other's home to play. I invited her to my birthday. Our mothers started meeting more. Our families got close, so do we.

As time passed by, we started spending more and more time with each other. We even started to stay together at nights, whenever it got late while playing. I didn't had many friends. And she was like a family to me. I didn't want her to play with anyone else other than me. Like this an year passed.

It was her birthday and We were watching her favorite tv show at her house. ”Superheroes are so cool.. i wanna be one” she sighed.

”You are already one..... for me. Remember the day you saved me.. you are not less than any super hero. ” I said smiling to her.

” Like that superman?” Her eyes sparkled.

”No.. like Supergirl” i said.

”Cool.” She was happy when i called her Supergirl. Why not, i wasn't lying. She is a super girl. My super girl.

We started sleeping together often. Our mothers started feeling like they had two kids. I obtained a habit of waking up in the middle of the night as she was a messy sleeper. She kicks off the blanket and i had to cover her again and again. She is cute.

Also she had a habit of sleeping in between the movie. And i had to tell her the whole story the next morning. Such a sleepy head. We both went to different elementary schools but we promised each other to enroll for the same high school. Why? Coz she is an idiot and can't take care of herself. I have to take care of her.

Two years passed by like this. I know everything about her now. Our mothers stopped us to sleep together as we were growing older and it could have been a bad influence.

But we played together every time. I told my mom that I'm gonna marry her one day.

” You are too young to decide it right now. You'll love someone else in the future and want to marry some other girl.” She said smiling at me.

” No, no, i don't want to marry any other girl. She is nothing without me. And.. i.. won't loveanyone else. ” I said without hesitation. She leaned towards me, ” jimin-ah, whom do you love more, your mom or Y/N? ” She asked smiling at the fact that a nine yr old boy has choosen his bride already.” I love you both equally.” I murmured.

” If i have to share my place with her than i am happy. You made a great choice jimin-ah. Mamma is proud of you.” She smiled at me.

Y/N started developing her interest in kpop. I never told her how much i like to watch her moving with the beat. I danced with her many times. And she praised me saying that i dance really well. It was almost three years now..