beauty in your bones (1/1)

it's nearly around ten in the morning when jimin woke up to hear the buzzing cicadas.the male feels himself letting out pained groans as he rustled around the bed. really, he wanted to mourn his loss of sleep.summer. or, the time where most teenagers go out with their friends, begin to spend cash on worthless (or so he thinks --) concerts and dates that they probably wouldn't see again. not jimin, though. he's stuck staying at his grandparent's house so he could help the elders in place of his mother. they're getting old, his mother told him."jimin, are you awake?" the boy can hear a faint rasp on the other side of the door. he can tell, from the soft timbres orchestrated in that raspy voice, it's his grandma. the male groans, mourning the loss of his slumber (it'd be nice for him to fall back asleep, please)."yeah, i'm awake. did you need something?"there's a quiescence that lingers between him and the door though suddenly the sound of the old woman's giggle immediately sliced through the silence. the chuckle left him slightly bewildered and frightened (reason being he doesn't want to find out that his grandparents are actually a pair of criminals -- he's too young to die!), but it doesn't take him long to reconceal himself and speak."gran? what is it that you need?""nothing, hon. just thinking about your grandfather, actually. anyhow, could you get me some watermelons from the neighbors? my senses tell me you