YoU ArE OnLy MiNe || YOONMIN~FF ?

? Part ~ 6 ?

The boy's eyes locked onto Jimin's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, the boy's gaze shifted to the three boys who had been harassing Jimin, and his expression turned icy.

Without a word, the boy charged at the trio, his fists flying in a blur of motion. Jimin watched in awe as the boy took down each of the three boys with ease, his movements swift and deadly.

One by one, the boys landed on the floor, hissing in pain. They scrambled to their feet, their faces pale with fear, and made a run for the bar, desperate to escape the wrath of the mysterious boy.

As the three boys disappeared into the night, Jimin turned to the boy who had saved him. Their eyes met, and Jimin felt a jolt of electricity run through his body.

"Thank you," Jimin said, his voice barely above a whisper.

The boy smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You're welcome," he said, his voice low and smooth.

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Taehyung strolled into the bar, his eyes scanning the crowded room for his friends. He spotted Woo Bin and another friend in the VIP area and made his way over to them.

As they sipped their drinks and chatted, Taehyung's attention was drawn to a commotion near the entrance. He stood up, his eyes narrowing as he watched three boys drag another boy away.

Without hesitation, Taehyung strode over to the group, his fists clenched. He grabbed the boy who was holding Jimin's hand and landed a series of swift punches, sending the boy crashing to the floor.

The other two boys quickly followed, fleeing in terror as Taehyung turned to Jimin. "Hey, are you okay? They didn't hurt you, did they?" he asked softly.

Jimin smiled weakly. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for helping me."

Taehyung's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled back. "No need to mention it."

But Jimin's gratitude was sincere. "Really, thank you so much. If you hadn't shown up, those guys might have..."

Taehyung's expression turned serious, but he just shook his head. "You're safe now. That's all that matters."

As they talked, Taehyung couldn't help but notice the way Jimin's eyes sparkled in the dim light. He felt a pang of familiarity, but he couldn't quite place it.

"By the way, what's your name?" Jimin asked, breaking the spell.

Taehyung's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You don't know me?"

Jimin shook his head, and Taehyung's eyes narrowed. "My name is Kim Taehyung."

As soon as Taehyung introduced himself, Jimin's eyes glazed over, lost in thought. His mind was racing, trying to place the familiar name. And then, like a lightning bolt, it hit him - his Taetae, his childhood soulmate, had the same name.

Jimin's eyes widened, and a spark of hope ignited within him. Could it be? Was this stranger actually his long-lost friend?

But as quickly as the hope arose, doubts crept in. There could be other people with the same name, and even if it was his Taetae, why would he be here, in this bar, after all these years?

Taehyung's concerned voice broke through Jimin's reverie. "What happened? Is something wrong?" he asked, his hand on Jimin's shoulder, shaking him gently.

Jimin looked up, a sad smile on his face. "No, I was just thinking... I had a friend when I was young, and he had the same name as you. It's just... it's been a long time, and I never thought I'd hear that name again."

Taehyung's curiosity was piqued. "What do you mean he 'was' your friend? Where is he now?" he asked, his eyes locked onto Jimin's.

Jimin's eyes dropped, and his voice cracked as he spoke. "We met at the orphanage, in the garden. We were inseparable, more than just friends... but after five years, he left, and I never saw him again. I've missed him so much."

As Jimin's words trailed off, tears welled up in his eyes, and he quickly looked away, not wanting to show his emotions to this stranger. But Taehyung's gentle touch on his shoulder and his soft voice made Jimin feel like he could trust him.

As Taehyung's eyes met Jimin's, he felt an inexplicable jolt of recognition. And then, like a floodgate opening, memories came rushing back. He remembered the garden, the laughter, the tears, and the promises they had made to each other.

Taehyung's voice trembled as he asked, "W-what is your name?" Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he awaited Jimin's response.

Jimin's eyes sparkled with curiosity, but he replied simply, "My name is Jimin Park Jimin."

Taehyung's heart skipped a beat as he processed the name. And then, it hit him - this was his Chim, his childhood best friend, the one he had been searching for all these years.

With a cry of joy, Taehyung swept Jimin into a tight hug. "Omo, Jimin! Is that you? You're my Chim! I finally found you!" he exclaimed, tears streaming down his face.

Jimin's initial shock gave way to realization, and he hugged Taehyung back just as tightly. "Taetae!" he sobbed, the nickname he had reserved for his childhood best friend.

As they held each other, the world around them melted away. They were transported back to their childhood, to the garden where they had first met and become inseparable.

Taehyung pulled back, his eyes shining with happiness. "Chim, it's so great to see you again! I've missed you so much."

"Taetae, I've missed you too." Jimin smiled, his eyes still wet with tears.

Jimin's eyes sparkled with mischief as he teased, "Thanks, but you've also become so handsome and tall." Taehyung chuckled, his smile radiant. "Thanks, Chim. But look at yourself you've become so beautiful and cute."

Jimin's eyebrows shot up, curiosity getting the better of him. "And yeah, why were you shocked when I said I didn't know you?"

Taehyung's grin turned proud. "Oh, actually, everyone knows me. I'm a pretty famous model here in South Korea, you know."

Jimin's eyes widened, impressed. "Oh wow, it means I'm friends with the famous and popular model of this country!"

Taehyung's expression softened, his voice filled with emotion. "Not only friends, Chim, but soulmates. I've missed you so much." He swept Jimin into another tight hug.

As they pulled back, Taehyung's curiosity got the better of him. "Btw, what are you doing here, Chim?"

Jimin hesitated, his voice barely above a whisper. "Umm... actually, I work here as a dancer and a worker."

Taehyung's eyes went wide, shock written all over his face. "W-what? You work here?"

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