Piece by piece
Description
There's a saying in Spanish, "La sangre llama" "Sangre llama sangre" - Blood calls blood.
Jimin had always believed that Yoongi was his blood brother and vise versa. Jimin's mother was told her son was an early neonatal and that she had 'fallen' into shock. She remembers he cried. She remembers asking for Jimin. She remembers the nurse injected her with something after they ripped her son from her arms. She ran away from the life she knew after being shown her son's grave. She birthed another child two years later, keeping her son's memory alive.
Chairman Park would do anything to keep his image, even if that meant forging his own daughter's signature, waving her parental rights.
Roles:
Min Jimin (BTS)
-Born Park Jimin on 10/13
-Was placed in adoption by his greedy, cold-hearted grandfather
-Adopted by the Min's three weeks after he was ripped away from his mother
-Parents died in a car accident when he was 10
- Family: Min Yoongi, and has three foster brothers - Kim Seokjin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungguk
- Attending a prestige highschool in the center of Seoul on 'scholorship'
Foreword
"No!" it sounded weak to her own ears. She tightened her hold on the baby in her arms. They were crazy if they wanted to take him away. She had changed her lifestyle after she found out she was pregnant. She ate healthy. She move into a two bedroom apartment with a nursery already setup for when they went home. She already had it planned out. His crib was going to be in her room so they could be near each other at all times and once he was older, once she felt was okay for him to sleep in his own room, she would move him.
'Park Jimin' was going to be his name and together they were going to conquer the world together. She hoped and prayed that he would like to sing and dance just like her. That he would have a gentle heart and treat everyone as an equal like her mother raised her.
"What are you doing?! No! Give me back my son. My Mi-mi...," she cried out as they ripped her son from her arms. "I want my son! No, what are you doing?!?!" she tried pushing the nurse away - she was to discracted with her son until she felt the needle pierce her skin. "Ji-ji...." her world went black.
"How old is he?" smile the petit woman as she rock her new bundle of joy in her arms. He was beautiful, with his honey toned skin, soft black hair framing her chubby face, he chubby cheeks, and button nose.
"Three weeks," smiled the social worker as he slide the adoption papers across the desk. "His mother isn't able to care for him, but she did request for you to keep the name Jimin," chuckled nervously.
"Minnie, mommy," smiled Yoongi as he looked at the baby in his mother's arms. He was so tiny it remined him his puppy plushie. "Mommy, Minnie putty," he whispered. Smiling when Jimin opened his eyes and smiled at his big brother
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