ʙᴛꜱ ᴀᴍʙᴡ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ, ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ | ʙᴛꜱ x ᴏᴄ

The one where she's had enough pt. 2 (PJM)

  The sun's rays were bright at dawn, and as they reached every surface the world brightened up some. Though despite the beaming sunlight, the morning chill survived in a wet, dewy form. One that made Jimin's breath frost as he stepped out of his car.

  Just as he suspected, their other car was in his bandmate's driveway, neatly parked to the right. He sighs heavily, mentally preparing for the ear-full he was about to receive from his friends. Mya always took Hazel's side, and she'd gladly waste no time reminding him how stupid he was being last night.

  He knocks on the door, the frigid morning air nipped at his exposed skin. He hadn't suspected it to be so cold when he left that morning, but was in too much of a rush to get his family back to go back for a heavier jacket. Jimin was certain that if he didn't come and get them she'd stay as long as she could, which was a definite no go. Not with the baby due so soon. Once, Mya and Yoongi had an argument and she came over and stayed for a week; Yoongi had been stubborn and thought she was fibbing when she told him she wasn't coming back home. So he challenged her, certain she'd be back before the day was out. He was wrong. He arrived at Jimin's place practically on his knees and threw himself into Mya's lap, begging for forgiveness. Jimin wasn't sure if his own wife would take it to such extents, and he was not willing to find out.

  The damn door still hadn't been answered, he knocks again - well, it was more so pounding, considering how much the cold was getting to him - and wasn't going to stop until someone woke up and answered. He'd call someone but they've been blatantly ignoring him since the night prior.

  Inside, Yoongi groans and grumbles. He mutters a colorful string of curses as he tugs on his pair of basketball shorts and steps into his house slippers. Mya stirs beside him, "What happened?" she murmurs sleepily.

  "I'm going to take a wild guess and say he showed up. Honestly, I'm impressed. I never would have thought he'd wait this long." he muttered sarcastically, continuing to curse Jimin out over his lost sleep.

  Mya, on the other hand, perks up at the sound of that. She gets up and looks out at the driveway from their bedroom window. Sure enough, Jimin's car was there.

  She was excited, she loved seeing Hazel stand up for herself, and now it was time for her favorite part. She practically skipped down the stairs to brew her friend a mug of tea. "I'm coming, asshole!" Yoongi shouted at the door, though the knocking didn't falter.

  "Distract him for me, will you, Yoongles? I've got to get Hazel ready!" Mya insists cheerfully, Yoongi hardly blinked at his wife's enthusiasm.

  "You want me to what?" he winced, unable to open one eye, still.

  She kisses his cheek, "Just scold him for a couple minutes before letting him in. I promise I'll make it up to you." Yoongi debated that in his head. A couple of minutes distracting Jimin was another couple of minutes he wasn't sleeping. But he did really like Mya's 'rewards' when he did as she asked.

  "Alright-" She squealed and kisses his cheek a few times, Yoongi brushing her off, though his cheeks started flushing pink.

  "Just curse him out for a little bit until she's ready." Mya advised with a wave of her hand, shuffling over to the guest room where Hazel had been sleeping. She knew her husband would probably be doing it anyway.

  Speaking of, the pregnant woman stirred when she heard the bedroom door creak open. Mya tip toes into the room, sitting on the bed beside of her. Hazel could smell the strong herbal tea her friend had brought. She stirs sleepily, checking on Minseon for a moment before struggling to push herself up.

  "Rise and shine, queen!" Mya greets in a hushed, excited tone. "It's time to give your man hell. Nothing like a good ear full to wake him up."

  "What are you talking about?" It was too early for anything to be making sense to the pregnant woman, all she could focus on at the moment was how badly she had to pee.