this is a songfic inspired by Rusty Clanton's Novels, in which I have listened to earnestly while writing (along with a playlist of doddleoddle's music because i sort of love her, aND SHE POSTED A COVER OF NOVELS WHERE SHE SANG WITH RUSTY WHICH YOU SHOULD TOTALLY CHECK OUT.)

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
 

"Let's go on an adventure!" he speaks, grabbing a hold of Yoongi's wrist. It's an almost liberating feeling, as liberated a five year old could feel of course.

"We're in a closet."

"No!" Jimin shakes his head, "We're in a castle!"

Yoongi lets himself laugh, a contrast to his almost permanent state of lethargy. Something he always did whenever he was with the younger, not that it meant anything for them then.

"You can be the brave knight!" Jimin looks around in the cramped space and grabs a tiny box, filled with all of Yoongi's old baby stuff. He empties it, creating a puddle of infant's toys and tiny shoes. Yoongi cringes, thinking he'd have to be the one to clean that up later, but the next thing he knows, the box is placed on his head. It's a bit suffocating, and it also clears out his vision, making him worry about the rustling he hears despite his small handicap.

"I can't see—"

"And I'll be the prince!" he ignores Yoongi's words.

Yoongi raises the box at this point, placing it in a slanted way on his head, causing only his right eye to see. And the view was Jimin using a trash bag as a cape and an old newspaper rolled into a circle for what he assumed was a crown. It's ridiculous how Yoongi's smile reached his ears.

Jimin's lips form a straight line and his plump cheeks become more vivid, "You have to save me!" he says, pointing at Yoongi w

ith his index finger.

"But you're a prince. Isn't the knight supposed to save a princess?" Yoongi says, struggling to keep the box on him in such an awkward position.

"You think so?" Jimin responds, and the elder shrugs.

"Well, that's what happens in fairy tales," he explains, giving up and letting the box hang from his scalp.

Jimin grabs his hand this time, squeezing it tightly, not even bothering to think about the weight of his words. Because he's a kid, and kids say stupid things and things they'll regret. But with this one, he wouldn't be too sure.

"Then, let's make our own fairy tale." a smile is on his face, accompanied with a glistening in his eyes.

hi.

this took too long, waaaaay to long, i kid you not i've been writng this for nearly two months, im so slow.
i've written this fic during bursts of creativity (in which most of these moments happen inconveniently after midnight, yikes) and im not exactly sure if the entire thing makes sense BUT i would say that im pretty proud of this fic.
this is my baby, please give it some love, or not, i don't know, just give me feedback as i do need constructive criticism so i can improve.

also if you'd like to be my beta reader and/or friend hmu on my tumblr or my twitter

OKAY THAT'S IT, I HOPE YOU ENJOY, BYE.

Special thanks to:

• Charlot1081 from ❀~Cute Bunny Advertisement/ Review & Layouts Shop~❀ for reviewing this story and giving it a 100/100.