Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Thirty

Jin was lying in bed snuggled into Jimin's arms, thinking about what he had said earlier. It had been on his mind since Jimin had said it; he wasn't sure why he wanted a big proposal when he got one with Namjoon, and that never worked out.

Even though things were different with Jimin, he felt a lot safer and happier with Jimin. Jimin was impulsive and completely the opposite of what he was used to; he was also a lot more blunt and straightforward, which Jin admire; he wasn't in the dark about anything when it came to Jimin; he spoke his mind and did whatever he wanted. While with Namjoon and even with Ken, he had questioned their every action and motives at times, with Jimin, he didn't have to do it.

"Jimin," Jin calls out, tapping Jimin on his shoulder.

Jimin opened his eyes and stared at Jin, almost annoyed, "are you ready to go?"

"Go where?"

"The hospital."

"No, I am not even due yet."

"Then why are you waking me?"

Jin rolled his eyes, "because I thought about it and I want to marry you, you don't have to make any fancy proposal and stuff."

"Yeah, no, not going to happen, so you can remind me years from now that you don't have a story like Hoseok's-"

"No, seriously, I mean it."

"Go to sleep Seokjin, we will talk about this tomorrow because you say I am bipolar, but your moods flip flop every damn second, and I am becoming confused about what it is you want, like, or don't like."

Jin sighed, "are you thinking about the cake thing again?" He knew Jimin was thinking about the cake incident when he said he wanted vanilla but then yelled when he got it and said it was strawberry he wanted.

"That and the fact that tomorrow I will be having the kids room painted for the fourth fucking time, Seokjin, but I swear this is the last time we are changing the color to their room, if we have to do it again, I am going to hurt you, physically hurt you because I can't do it anymore. Pick a fucking color and stick with it. Is it that hard?"

Jin takes his hand and rests it on Jimin's cheek, "I am sorry if I am making it hard for you, but I want the color to be perfect, and every time I look at it, it's not, it seems off, maybe its the company you hired, can't you change them for another company, or better yet, why don't you and I try painting it, don't you think that would be more special for the kids?"

Jimin sighs, "you want us to paint the twin's room?"

"It would be fun, and I think we would be able to get the color I am looking for. Also, can we swap out the furniture we picked out? I do not like the white anymore, I was thinking-"

"Seokjin, seriously?" Jimin buries his face into his neck and groans. He never knew Jin could test his patience as much as he had been doing. He was learning a lot by being with Jin, whom he was becoming convinced did things to drive him over the edge. Every morning they had to wake up before dawn to go jogging because Jin said it was a good exercise for him while being pregnant, then after jogging, he had to make Jin a smoothie, and the flavor changed depending on his mood, the mood Jimin never knew until he brought the smoothie to him.

Jin smiled while running his fingers through Jimin's hair, "I won't change it again after this, I promise. However, we need to change Lily's room decor; she doesn't like black, she wants a sky blue theme blended with some white."

"I didn't do her room; Jungkook did it."

"That's fine; I don't care who did it; what I am saying is, she doesn't like it, and we need to change it. So let's go furniture shopping tomorrow with her after my doctor's appointment."