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hi!! this will just be my thoughts and little stories written down on here. usually i post it as chapters on wattpad, but i find writing on here more easier :)

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he laughs as he looks at his old best friend, who is staring intently at another boy who is talking to his friend. the two boys had red and blue hair. they talk quietly as his old best friend walks up to them. the three start to talk about something.

"i remember when we were like that." he sighed. why weren't they like that anymore? what happened to them? how did he drift so slowly away from him, when they thought they'd be best friends forever? it was a few questions that he'd ask himself every day when he sits in a corner, pretending that he's doing something important, but in reality, he's still looking at his old best friend. everything that his old best friend does reminds him of what they used to be like.

the two boys that his old best friend was talking to look over at him, but he doesn't say anything. he puts his headphones in and types on his phone.

"maybe i can try to make a new best friend."

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today was the day.

the day that he was going to change. the day that he will try to meet someone new: to not go to the same spot everyday while watching his old best friend talk to the other two boys. he learnt their names: jungkook and taehyung. but he mostly didn't care what their names were. he wasn't going to go back there again to grieve.

he walks to the park, looking at the sky. it was still pretty early so it had a nice pinkish purple that looked a bit like it was already night time. he wanted to go outside at that time of day since it wasn't ever too hot out, and not too cold. it was still a chilly friday, though. just not as cold as it usually gets at the time of winter.

looking over at a child with her mother, he manages to smile. the girl was trying to get the ducks over at the small pond's attention, but was failing miserably. the girl's mother was on a phone call, not even looking at her daughter. he sighs as he walks over to her, making sure that she won't fall in. that would be terrible. even if he didn't know who she was.

"hi." he whispers gently.

she looks up. "hello. who are you?"

he laughs. "i'm yoongi. why?"

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the girl shakes her head softly, as if she was trying to remember something important. "nevermind. you just remind me of my brother." she looked down for a second and yoongi decides to bend down to ruffle her hair.

"i'm sure your brother is a very nice person. i would love to meet him."
"hey, want me to show you a trick to get the ducks to come out?" he says after a minute.

she nods.

"here, look. slowly bend down and walk towards them. usually if you have food like bread they'll be less cautious since it will look like you are giving them something to show that you're a nice person. but i'm pretty sure you aren't allowed to feed the ducks here, so.." he scratches his head awkwardly as he trails off.

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the girls smiles and looks like she's going to say more, but her mother slowly walks over with a worried frown. yoongi steps back and bows slightly, not wanting to seem rude. "sweetie," she starts, to the girl. "i have to go to work. my boss said that if i don't come right away i'll be fired. and you know that i need to job..

sir, who are you?" she finally looks over to yoongi, who is embarrassed, looking down.

"this is yoongi! he's my friend. he taught me how to pet a duck!" she screeches and hugs him. her mother smiles for a second but it doesn't last. "emmie, why don't you go with this 'yoongi' to your brother's house? i'd ask him to come here but he's sick, remember?" yoongi pulls out his phone and she takes it.

"there. it's not even far away from here. emmie, stay with yoongi and don't get into any trouble, please."

emmie jumps up and down, excited. "okay eomma! i'll be good. don't worry." emmie's mother nods and walks away towards her car. yoongi looks down at emmie, still very confused as to why a stranger was going to lend her kid over to him when they just met. but he does as he's told.

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he looks at emmie. "let's get going, shall we?" she laughs and they walk out of the park. it was still early in the morning, so mostly, none of the lights were on. most fridays people weren't at work, but others like emmie's mother still had to go and take their break the day after.

one of the lights was on, though, and yoongi heard his phone beep, signaling it was near there. he looked over towards emmie, wondering how many times a stranger had sent her to her brother's house. it was scary to think about, actually. he didn't really trust her mother, as she gave away her kid too easily.

but they were eventually there. yoongi knocks and a minute later a boy with pink hair steps out. he looks similar to emmie so yoongi thinks that he is her brother. the boy doesn't seem to notice yoongi, or, he doesn't care whatsoever and acted as if that was a normal thing to happen.

instead, he nods for them to come inside. yoongi awkwardly walks in with them and sits down on a couch.

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"so you're back." her brother states while looking down. emmie nods. "hello jiminie! i made a new friend at the park today and eomma said she had to go to work so she asked him to take me here!"

he looked over to her again and frowned. "i am not proud of our mother these days," he sniffs before continuing, since he had a cold of course. "all she seems to care about is work. she doesn't care about us! what if he killed you?" he pointed towards yoongi and yoongi flinched, not knowing what to do at this point.

"sorry, no offense. anyway, she gave me this house only because she was tired of me. i haven't even finished school yet, but she decides that i'm 'ready for a change'. what is that supposed to mean!?! shouldn't i live with my sister and mother until i at least finish high school?"

yoongi stays looking down as he knows the boy's eyes are still on him.

"well hey, yoongi, i guess. my name is park jimin, and i'm eighteen." jimin says after sighing and calming down a bit. but he still seemed angry as he coughed into his arm. his small fingers reach for the blanket covers to covers himself up, then takes it off again. "my god, is it just me, or is it burning up in here?"

the other two frown but yoongi smiles after a minute. "well hey, jimin, i guess. as you know, i'm yoongi. min yoongi. i'm going to be twenty-one in two months, march ninth. i'm currently a producer at a music place but i also know piano. usually, i just create raps." he replies.

emmie probably didn't understand half of that, but she still looks surprised.

jimin finally says something. "wait. you're.. min yoongi?!?" he asks, as if he can't believe what he just heard. yoongi nods, unsure what to do. perhaps jimin was about to kick him out of his house?

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finally, jimin calms down. again. "okay, sorry. it's just.. are you really 'agust d'? i knew you looked like him but wow.." he trails off, blushing. yoongi smiles a bit and nods. emmie jumps up and down on the couch, laughing. "ha! i knew it! jiminie has a crush on yoongs!"

jimin playfully hits her but frowns again, still blushing as red as a tomato. "no i don't! i just like his music. that's all." he starts playing with his small fingers and throws the blanket over him again to avoid being questioned any further. the older boy frowns and then starts to giggle.

"you know, i was looking for a best friend. perhaps something more. i kind of, like, lost my best friend a few days ago and he hasn't talked to me since. i used to watch him everyday from where i work, since we work together, but he was always talking to someone. it kind of got me down. i went to the park earlier so i could forget about him and take a break. i didn't expect this."

the pink haired boy chuckles. "and i didn't expect my celebrity crush to show up at my door with my little sister, now did i?" he pauses and covers his mouth when he realizes what he said. "i-i-i m-mean.."

yoongi's gummy smile went even bigger, if possible. "aw! thank you. you're pretty cute, i must say. we should talk more." he pulls out his phone and jimin puts his number in.

emmie stays silent through out the process of it all, but is obviously happy.

"do you, maybe want to stay for a while?" jimin shyly asks. "emmie is usually hard to watch. she gets everywhere and i never get to do anything when she's here." emmie pouts and they both laugh. "hey, it's true! yesterday you were here hiding when i came home from school and you scared me half to death!" emmie shrugs and sits back down on the couch but stands up soon after, heading for another room.

the two boys stare at each other for what seems like a century, and yoongi walks over closer to jimin and pulls the cover on both of them. "don't get near me! i'm sick, remember?" jimin pouts, but yoongi doesn't care as he turns the tv on and they cuddle.

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the end!

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this story will be similar to the other one, but jimin doesn't have a little sister in this one, and the plot is pretty different. the title is 'impossible'. :)