#btsvmin

“It’s what I want to do professionally, “ Jimin calmly said, taking a quick glance over to his mother who gave him a small smile. His Father scoffed, raking his hand through his dark hair.

“Jimin, it is not a profession, it won’t make you money in the future-how will you support yourself?” His voice rose, making Jimin frown even more, “this is a girl thing to do and I will not have a son whose…” he stopped not wanting to say the word, tears brimmed at Jimin's eyes.

“Say it Father. A son whose gay, homosexual, well I might be them things but look at the awards I have won over the years, I even got an offer from the highest dance academy in Seoul is that not enough for you?” he cried back with some spite, His father sunk into his chair.

“I will give you one month if your grades do not improve I’m sending you to live with my friend on his farm in Daegu” 

Jimin stood up from his chair in shock  “What? I’m not going to live on some dirty farm in the middle of nowhere!” he said in disgust as his father chuckled at him,

“Your going there to really learn what hard work is for the summer” 

Jimin looked between his father and mother, “Mother? Do you agree with this?” 

She sighed, gently shaking her head “your father is right Jimin as much as I love to see you dance, you can’t live in a fairytale” Jimin sighed as he never liked to argue with his mother, looking back to his father holding out his hand to shake on the deal. 

                                                 *One month later* 

Jimin’s grades did not improve. 

And now he’s sitting in the train on the way from Busan to Daegu, he was not impressed the scenery was pretty after a somewhat decent journey to Daegu Jimin got off the train the summer heat hitting him in the face as his sunglasses shielded him from the bright sun, he wore a loose fitting shirt, dark shorts and his favorite pair of sneakers at quick glance he could be mistaken for an idol which someday he hopped to be. 

Looking around the station he saw the middle aged man in denim jeans, a check shirt and a cowboy hat along with boots to match his hat, the man waved over at Jimin; Jimin internally cringed at the elder not looking forward to the summer when he should be at dance academy right now. Walking over to the man Jimin smiled “Kim Youngsun nice to meet you” 

Youngsun looked at Jimin “ an’ you must be Sang kyu’s boy, well he told me everythin’ an’ eh..let's hope you survive the summer” Youngsun joked taking one of Jimin's suitcases, walking out of the station to a beaten up ford pick-up truck that had really seen better days, Jimin went to get in when a big dog jumped at him through the window, jumping back Jimin stared at the dog as it panted and drooled over the seat and window. 

Grimseing  Jimin opened the door, staring at the dog as it refused to move, Youngsun laughed “don’t worry bout Bandit he’ll move” Bandit moved over as Jimin was hesitant to sit in the now wet patch on the seat. 

The drive to the farm was long as Jimin sighed, “what’s that smell?” he asked as Youngsun chuckled, 

“Called the country” 

Jimin grimaced again, as he looked out of the window seeing rows and rows of fields and hardly any civilisation, pulling out his phone he tried to get some cell service. “Ah you won’t get any service on that fancy phone of yours…” Yongsun chatted, 

“Well how do I talk to my friends? Or let my parents know I'm safe?” JImin questioned.

“Don’t worry you’ll be fine” 

“Hope so” he mumbled as the truck turned off the main road and onto a dirt path, trees shading over the path, up in the distance was a country house with a porch wrapped around the whole outside with a typical swinging chair near the front door too. Yongsun pulled up outside as he let Bandit out of the truck and got Jimin’s luggage out of the back “damn boy what did you pack?” Yongsun asked as Jimin put on his sunglasses, “just the essentials” 

“Essentials? I’d lov’ to know what ya mean by essentials” Yongsun joked as Jimin scowled under his sunglasses.

“Oh leave the boy alone Youngsun let him get settled...c’mere honey I’ll show you to your room” an elderly lady stood at the porch, hands placed firmly on her hips, Jimin lugged the suitcase up the porch steps. “I’m Yeona, nice to meet you” she held out a hand for Jimin to shake as he took it timidly, “Hi I’m Jimin, but you already knew that” 

“Course I did...what are they feeding you up in that city...skin and bones boy” 

“I’m a dancer” 

‘Oh right, your father mentioned that you danced, well maybe you could give my grandson a few lessons..poor boy got two left feet” 

Jimin giggled at the comment as he followed Yeona into the house, it felt cosy with the small floral wallpaper and dark wood flooring, looking around Jimin was interested in the family pictures on the walls. One in particular stood out to him; it was a family photo he recognised Yeona, Youngsun, sitting either side of Yeona was two young boys and a baby sitting in her lap, “who are the children in the photo?” Jimin asked as Yeona sighed happily.

“They are my beautiful grandsons, the eldest Jin then Namjoon and the baby is Taehyung, you’ll meet Namjoon and Taehyung they still live here, Jin however went off to the city to become an idol.”  

“Wait Jin as in Kim Seokjin? The model, actor and singer?” 

“Yep, that’s him” 

Jimin was at a loss for words, why didn’t his father ever tell him about this? More importantly why didn’t he make the connection sooner, taken out of his thoughts he followed Yeona up the stairs into a small room with a bed, dresser and a window that overlooked one of the fields. 

“Dinner is at 18:00” Yeona spoke as Jimin looked confused, “6:00 dear...oh and lights out at 8:00 no later” 

Jimin nodded in agreement, “yes mam” 

                                                         ***

Jimin was nervous to go down for dinner, he now had to meet the rest of the Youngsun family as he wasn’t prepared. Trying to calm his nerves he started doing some stretches, reminding himself to stay lumbar and don’t sese up. Picking up the courage he decided to make the journey down the stairs with each step he was now thinking what a big mistake it was. Down the corridor and into the dining room, the smell of food cooking made Jimin’s mouth water, Yeona was at the stove stirring something in the pot. 

“Hello Yeona, do you need some help?” Jimin asked as she turned and gave him a sweet smile, “oh honey, please help me cut them vegetables” Jimin went over to the chopping board that was next to Yeona, in front of them was a large window facing the barn as well as some paddocks, choppin away at the vegetables Jimin catches eye of a tall figure lifting some hay bales, trying to take a closer look, he was tall, lean, denim jeans, flannel shirt and a white hat. Everything just screamed typical farm / cowboy. 

“You having a good look at Taehyung'' Yeona smirked as Jimin felt his cheeks heat up, looking down chopping the vegetables again, “ah..no just. Admiring the view- what a beautiful farm you have” Jimin scrambled as Yeona giggled. 

“It’s alright many of the girls in town flock to Taehyung some boys too, he’s a handsome man definitely took after his mother” 

Jimin was silent as he continued to look at Taehyung through the window, maybe this wasn't a bad idea after all. 

“Should I set the table?” Jimin questioned as Yeona showed him where the plates are kept, grabbing some he walked across the to where a white wooden table was in the centre of the dining room, placing the plates one by one, Jimin didn’t notice the other body who entered the room. 

“Hi you must be Jimin” 

Looking up there was a tanned man with sandy coloured hair and a dimple smile, “hi, yes I am and you must be?” 

“Namjoon” he held out his hand for Jimin to shake which he took, “how are you liking it being on a farm rather than the big city?” he inquired.

“Eh...its different, not sure if i’m going to like it though” 

Namjoon smirked “oh, you will” 

                                                         ***

An alarm screaming at Jimin, cracking one eye open the big red numbers taunted him, 4:00AM

Groaning Jimin pulled the covers back over his head, did he really have to get up this early everyday? Peaking over the duvet he could see a pink sky merging in the morning sun, he appreciated a nice sunrise. Getting out and walking over to the window, a misty haze over the fields did look picturesque but Jimin was now cold, he ran and jumped back into the bed to saviour any warmth he had left.

This was short lived as someone knocked on his door, “come in” Jimin groggily said not happy about the hour he was awake, in came the cowboy from yesterday, Jimin couldn’t remember his name, Tae something? Looking back at the figure in his room, Jimin’s heart felt like it was doing a marathon and his stomach was doing flips, to top it all off his cheeks felt inflamed. “Mornin’ you better get up, there is work to do” he spoke as Jimin scoffed, “there a problem city boy?” Jimin rolled his eyes.

“No...just why so early, can’t it be like 9 or 10?” 

He stood there looking a Jimin before giving him a smirk, “Aha..youre funny city boy” 

“Jimin, my name is Jimin not city boy” 

“Well city boy Jimin better get dressed the animals are not going to feed themselves, oh and better hurry breakfast is going fast” and with that he was gone, Jimin flopped back on to the bed letting out a grunt. “Better get dressed for my first big day in the country” Jimin spoke sarcastically to himself.

Coming down the stairs Jimin could hear talking and plates clattering, walking into the dining room he saw Namjoon, Yeona, Yongsun and Tae. “Good morning Jimin, help yourself better grab it quick Namjoon and Tae here are big eaters'' Yeona spoke as he sipped on her morning tea, “morning everyone” Jimin politely said as he took a seat next to yongsun, looking at the range there was for breakfast, Bacon, eggs, toast, sausages, beans and some hash browns. Jimin felt a little nauseated at the greasy food, his dance teacher would be appalled if she saw what Jimin was about to eat. 

“What's the matter, Jimin not hungry” Namjoon asked as Jimin’s stomach let out a loud growl, “I’m not used to eating these kinds of foods, especially in the morning” he didn’t want to sound ungrateful, as he went to pick up some toast. 

“Ah you're a dancer so you have strict diets...well you're not gonna get any fancy foods out this way..so either eat or starve” Yongsun spoke as he downed the last of his coffee, getting up and leaving. 

The room was silent for a moment, Jimin felt bad for now being a burden on his fathers friends family, as he nibbled the toast casting his eyes down at the plate. “Oh don’t worry about him Jimin, he’s always a grouch in the morning” Yeona spoke coming and placing a hand on Jimin’s shoulder, “Taehyung will be looking after you today, so you boys better get up and out I have cleaning todo” 

***

Jimin followed Taehyung to the barn, opening the large wooden doors to reveal some stables, chickens, a hayloft up top and a feed room, Tae opened a metal bin, using a bucket and scooping some feed into it, he handed it over to Jimin. 

“What am I doing with this?” Jimin asked as Tae scoffed, 

“Feeding the Chickens” Jimin looked at him like he grew a second head, “look you scoop some with your hand and sprinkle it along the ground for them to eat..see” Taehyung demonstrated as Jimin now got the idea. 

“So where are the Chickens?” Jimin asked as Taehyung opened a stable door to reveal a stampede of hungry animals, in a panic Jimin threw the bucket and ran out of the barn. 

“WOAH! WHAT THE FUCK!”  peeking his head back into the barn he witnessed Tae laughing at him. “You’re a dick you know that” Jimin called back as Taehyung was composing himself.

“Now that is new, I have never seen someone run from some chickens” amused at Jimin's reaction, watching him come slowly back into the barn avoiding every chicken in sight, even jumping when they got too close to him. 

“Yea well city boy never been around farm animals before” Jimin huffed as Taehyung picked up the bucket, “well now chickens are fed, let’s put the horses out in the paddock” Taehyung smirked as he watched Jimin’s face drop,

“Horses? Ha can this get any worse” Jimin huffed as Taehyung handed him a head collar, “what’s this?” he asked looking at the leather head piece with a gold plate on one side it read ‘TANGO’ looking up he saw a stable with a name plate that read Tango, inside a Chestnut coloured horse, cautiously approaching the stable Jimin went to place the head collar on, Tango moved her head away from him as he jumped back, “hey cowboy help me” Jimin called as Tae walked straight up to Tango, and slipping on the head collar like it was nothing. Handing him the lead rope, “walk straight out the door and to the gate on the left, walk in then close the gate and take off the head collar..oh and watch your feet some horses are clumsy when they walk” 

Jimin nodded understanding, he hesitantly opened the door of Tango’s stable and began to walk, the whole time Jimin decided to give her a wide berth, approaching the paddock Tango pulled Jimin back as she started to eat the grass outside of the paddock, Jimin tried to pull her but no avail, Taehyung however came strolling past with a Roan horse and put that one in the paddock with no issue, Jimin thought it was witchcraft.

“Cowboy little help please?” Jimin huffed after many attempts to pull Tango’s head up, Taehyung took  the lead rope from Jimin, he made a strange click noise with his mouth and just like magic Tango picked her head up and walked with him straight into the paddock. “Okay so what was that?” Jimin was amazed at how effortlessly Tae made it, “horses are strange animals..but you gotta be tough when needed and kind, gentle when due. Anyway now we clean their stables” Taehyung said as he walked back to the barn, “clean? As in-” 

“Shovel their shit...yea and give them a clean bed, fresh water” Tae jumped in as he handed Jimin a fork, he was disgusted at the job he now had to do, looking back on it now he will never take doing splits on the bar for a hour for granted again.