Jimin peered over cautiously and caught a glint of some shiny. Oh. Pretty. Jimin got up and set his kitty down, venturing in close and peering around Jin's side to look at the gift, face resting against Jin's arm. He loved his brother, he wanted him to have nice things, he just wished they didn't come from such a brute. "Pretty." Well, it was. Nicest thing he'd seen Jin get in forever.

"Better than rocks. Or a tree." Just saying. He looked at Yoongi curiously, his lower lip sticking out in such a petulant little way. "Gifts should be pretty, not dirty."