Two small red pills, one of the white ones and a fresh bottle of water.
Caring for your brother had become somewhat second nature to you, Jackson and Bambam were recovering quicker than Yugyeom expected; which left Jimin in the false hospital wing alone. Both you and Sung took it in turns to keep him company, the other one catching up on sleep when you swapped over. It was safe to say Jimin hated his younger sister and girlfriend looking after him, he was supposed to be taking care of you two not the other way round.
Another week had passed since the night that stole Jimin’s sight, the manor house was quiet because albeit nobody could find the right words to say. It was awful to observe the usually strong warrior men resemble lost sheep, without their leader in good health the boys would wander aimlessly down the halls; occasionally escaping the confined walls only to return to the same stone cold silence mere hours later.
It was a Thursday morning when Sung announced she and Jimin were taking off for a week, after endless research and countless sleepless night she had managed to find an ophthalmologist who claimed there was a possibility Jimin’s sight could be restored with stem cell treatment. You were ecstatic to say the least, throwing your arms round her petite frame as you were both overwhelmed with hope.
“That’s amazing! Are-, he thinks he can do it?!” You gasped, squeezing her even tighter.
Late nights are usually Hiro’s best times to go out and just go on a stroll. Or, for this time at least, go find some gummy bears. His older brother practically ‘molested’ that last bag of those delectable sweets just a few moments ago. So, Hiro thought he’d get some by himself. He looked left and right, past those neon lights and through the convenience stores, but its as if a gummy bear shortage happened when he was off saving the world. Just one bag, he said desperately to himself, or a piece.
“Aghhhhh!” the agitated boy muttered, shoving his hands in his jacket pockets.
For a few more minutes, he strolled down the streets, almost unaware for the fact that it was getting a wee late for him. But, being a teen with raging hormones, almost the same intensity as a girl would, he kept looking. He was craving for it. Willing to do a backflip if he could. And just when he thought he lost hope, one store caught his eyes. He turned his head to look at it. It wasn’t really that of big for a convenience store.
But the sweets aisle was visible even from a few feet away. And sure enough, he had seen what he was looking for. Gummy Bears. Just one more pack.
And like lightning, he dashed for the door, and almost broke his shoulder just pushing it open. He neglected the clerk’s uncomfortable stare at him, his feet carrying him faster than he could comprehend. Now, the sweets were just an arm’s length away, and so he reached out his hand to take it. It was more than a miracle to him just to see him getting closer to it.
“JUST A FEW MORE INCHES!” a huge smile was forming on his face.
But he stopped. He was finally near the pack of sweets. But what he saw wasn’t his hand grabbing the pack. Another hand was grabbing it, which in fact got there first than Hiro did. He was baffled, he couldn’t believe he was outrun by whoever that person was. He then turned his attention angrily to that person, but he paused just at the sight of the face of the person.
A she.A girl. Looking flushed, as if she had ran for the pack herself. Her eyes were looking directly into his, only with a hint of possession over the gummy bears, her soft lips letting out hitches of breath rapidly. Strands of her hair were dangling loosely from her face, although messy, looked perfect on her. She looked, just his age. For Hiro, she was captivating, but that didn’t hinder him from taking those gummy bears off her hands.
“Hey, I saw that first.” he said flatly.
“No.” But even with just the sound of her voice saying one word captivated him even more, making him widen his eyes and blush a bit, “I got it first. Go get another one.”
He gave her a look, pretending to look around the area and back at her with a haughty smile on his face,. “Hmmm…oh my! I cannot see any more packs around here, even anywhere else!”
The girl was in fact displeased by his response, and shoved the pack in her pockets. A smug smile was on her face, almost taunting the 14 year old with her stare.
“Well. Get it from me then.”
Hiro paused, and scoffed at her attempt. “O-oh, I’m sorry…'lady’. I don’t hurt girls.”
Steroetyping. This only ticked off the girl even more, and did not whatsover make her give the pack. Hiro was surprised to see her bend forward a bit, and taunt him. Challenging him to chase after her. If only Hiro wasn’t desperate, he wouldn’t get into trouble with this. But alas, he was. So he swiftly lunged at her, but as if she had ninja reflexes, she dodged him in a blink of an eye. Again, he attempted, but she swiftly slid to her right.
Then it hit him. It was on.
“Alright. You asked for it.” he warned her.
He lunged forward to pin her down, but she had turned to her heel and dashed off around the aisles. Hiro was fast enough to get on his feet and run after her. He saw her turn to a dead end, and thought she was trapped. But when he thought he had finally won, she adruptly landed her feet right on the walls and jumped over one aisle. Hiro stopped dead in his tracks, utmost shock running up on his face. The girl landed successfully on her feet, and through the other aisle, looked at Hiro with a confident smile on her face.
“Come on! Can’t you give a boy a chance?!” he tried to convince the girl.
“Give the boy a chance…” she gesticulated sarcastically. “Nope. Supposed to be the other way around, nitwit.”
It came to the boy that she wasn’t was she looked like. She’s skilled. A fighter, likewise to him. He liked this, though, a challenge he thought he had won but turned up with an unlikely twist. So he turned to see if the girl was still there, only to see no one at the other aisle, followed by a simultaneous pattern of beeps. The boy ran to the counter, his eyes landing on the silhoutte running away into the dark alleys.
“I won’t chase after her, if I were you…” the clerk trailed off, looking at Hiro warily.
But only to receive a smug expression from the boy’s face.
“Well well, look who’s bac-HIRO?!”
There Hiro stood, at the top of the stairs and in the room, with scratches all over his arms and legs, dirt clinging on his cheeks, his hair messier than it was before. The elder brother looked at him, eyes widened both in shock and anger of what stupidity his brother had done yet again. Seeing your younger brother, at 12 midnight, looking like a huge mess wasn’t okay for Tadashi. So yes, it had hit him that Hiro did something stupid, again. He gave him a look, and grabbed Hiro by his arm.
“Where.Have.You.Been.” he sternly asked Hiro, who only gave him a shrug.
“I was only looking for gummy bears. After you ate mine.” Hiro intonated the last sentence clearly to his brother.
“Looking like that?” An exhasperated sigh was heard from Tadashi, his hands rubbing his face. “Aunt Cass is going to EAT UP this whole place if she saw you like that!”
“Nope. I avoided her by climbing up a window. It’s your fault, anyways!”
“I didn’t KNOW, okay Hiro? But you didn’t have to go out and do something idiotic…AGAIN.”
Tadashi only shook his head and turned around. How stupid his brother was for getting into…whatever he got into for a pack of sweets. He always knew he’d do something like this over something he desperately wanted to have. It was in his nature, a part of Hiro; he knew he couldn’t stop him from doing that. Accepting the fact, he sagged down on his seat and turned his attention back to Hiro.
“Is there something that I need to know here, Hiro?” Tadashi threw a piece of cloth for Hiro to wipe the dirt off.
The younger brother had caught the cloth and only looked down on it. “Well…” Hiro’s voice sounded unsure, and this Tadashi knew. “…n-nothing really.”
“Then how will you explain…” Tadashi paused, and spread out his arms at Hiro, “..this?!”
“You just gestured to all of me.”
“Exactly the point. Explanation, now.”
Hiro sighed, knowing that his brother will continue on to pry him even if he didn’t want to. So he had no choice but to explain.
“Okay…okay…so I was out, you know, a-and I couldn’t find a single store with any gummy bears, but I found one store, with one pack of it and…”
Hiro paused, embarassed by the fact that a girl almost outwitted him, and not wanting to tell his brother. And another thing that he was frustrated about. Something he never wanted to happen, well because he was annoyed of that girl, but it happened. He liked the girl. Had developed a liking for the feisty one.
“And?” Tadashi said, raising an eyebrow at Hiro.
“…a girl got it first. And I-”
But instead of Hiro hearing Tadashi scold him, Tadashi had bursted out laughing. Hiro stopped, and looked weirdly at his brother. He felt himself blushing in embarassment as he continued on laughing. But luckily, his older brother had stopped, tears brimming on the edges of his eyes, as he caught his breath to face Hiro again.
“That’s sucks man…” Tadashi looks at the younger boy still blushing and looking down at the floorboard. “Hiro?”
Hiro looked up at Tadashi, and only shook his head. “I-it was nothing. But…who is she though?”
Tadashi’s eyes perked up at the sight of Hiro wondering about, well, a girl. It seems that Hiro had developed a liking for this girl. At a very young age, on the record.
“S-she was, fiesty and all. And she, she was not just a pretty face, Tadashi!” Hiro had pointed out with a tone, as Tadashi approached his brother and leaned in. “She was like…a-a ninja. I didn’t get the pack…”
His elder brother knew for sure that Hiro liked the girl. His brother, only 14 years of age, has now developed his first crush, only to a girl who beat him in the chase. A grin spread on his face, as he layed his hand on his brother’s shoulder, and with a chuckle, he said:
“Hiro, you just experienced something totally unexpected.”
blehhh, I tried so hard! /( > - <)/ anyways, here ya go go! Hope you guys enjoy it! And ye, you a ninja skilled girl here lmao.
Based on “Imagine pleading with Thranduil to heal the
Durins as they all still have a glimmer of life left in them and you know that
he has the ability to save them” from ImaginexHobbit.
wary of stray orcs that might yet be lurking in the depths of
Ravenhill’s tunnels, you ventured onto the ice at the tower’s base.
lone figure lay close at hand, and as you edged nearer,
casting a glance across the frozen river to where a handful of your comrades searched the rocky terrain for casualties of the battle, it was quickly apparent that the body was not that of an elf. He was smaller, stocky and powerfully built, wearing a heavy leather coat rather than
gleaming armor, and a mane of golden hair framed a handsome, bearded face
with eyes as blue as the sky they no longer saw.
The dwarf’s rugged beauty stirred a strange rush of pity in your heart and you sheathed your sword to sink to your knees beside him, feeling yourself unsettled by a deep sympathy for this poor, lost soul who had been your enemy only hours before. His lifeless face spoke wrenchingly to you of youth, strength, nobility, hopes for the future all cut short at the merciless hands of an orc, judging from his wounds. Carefully, though you could not have told why, you took his broad, gloved hand between your own and held it as if to comfort him before reaching to close his eyes in a futile gesture of compassion.
Your fingertips gently touched his face and you started, as though you’d been stung, instantly withdrawing your hand.