Pairing: Min Yoongi x Park Jimin
Summary: Jimin feels overwhelmed and filled with worry when a saesang tries to kiss his soon-to-be-husband, especially because Suga has repeatedly expressed how important his privacy and personal space are to him.
Warnings: Mentions of saesang, worried Jimin.
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"She tried to kiss you" Jimin said once again for the nth time after the incident this afternoon. "Hyung, she-"
"Jimin, but she didn't. The others were there, right? So, stop being jealous" Yoongi added with a teasing smirk as he looked at the cute cucumber sitting on their shared bed.
"A shocking clip of a sasaeng trying to kiss BTS's Suga has resurfaced" the younger read the heading of the article as he scrolled through his phone.
Sighing, Yoongi grabbed the phone from his fiancé and threw it away, not minding the smashing sound his action produced as the vase fell down on the floor too.
"Pretty baby, you need to-" the pale skinned man halted on his own words, poking his tongue on his inner cheek when he saw Jimin with that angry pout on his face as he faced his lap.
"Look at me" Yoongi said, but Jimin was in no place to obey his soon-to-be husband right now. "I said, look at me. Eyes on me, now" he demanded in his deep voice.
Sighing madly, Jimin looked up at the older's face, teeth still gritted.
He wasn't angry. It was his insecurities acting up again, along with a bit of jealousy.
Making the tiny ball of jealousy known as Park Jimin to stand up, Yoongi wrapped his arms around the younger's figure.
"Stop being jealous. It makes you look ugly" he said.
"What about you then?" Jimin asked with a pout while raising his head up.
"Ah, I'm always the same. Not so handsome and talented" Yoongi stated.
"I see that you know yourself" the younger sassed before pulling away. "You don't like people invading your personal space. Then why are you hugging me?" he huffed.
"But you are my very own real estate" the older said.
"I swear to Namjesus, I'm human" Jimin mumbled before starting to remove his clothes until he was only in his black boxers.
"So I'm getting a show?" Yoongi asked with his gummy smile, immediately starting to remove his clothes, stopping when he was left only in his black boxers too. "Wow, we're wearing couple boxers today" he said.
The younger, after making sure that the bedroom door was locked, took Yoongi's hand and laid on the bed with him.
Jimin buried his head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. He couldn't see the point of getting up. He had nothing to look forward to right now.
Except for the unexplained growth of his 207th bone at the moment. That is inconsequential.
Was he picturing himself and Yoongi on the yacht during their honeymoon next month? Probably, yes. Was he picturing Yoongi on top of him? Certainly, yes. Was he going beyond just dirty thoughts? Hell, yeah.
"You smell heavenly" Jimin mumbled before raising his head up and laying it on the older's chest. "I'll be sleeping on your side of the bed because your pillow smells like you" he said.
"What do I smell like?" Yoongi asked, caressing his lovely mochi's hair.
"You smell of trials and tribulations" he started. "But when someone sniffs really hard, they can smell struggle on you" the younger said, making him smile a little.
A few minutes of silence passed as Jimin's 207th bone calmed down.
"Did you know, hyung? I want to fight for world peace" he said and Yoongi scoffed.
"That's stupid" he muttered.
"Why?" Jimin asked back, slightly offended.
"Fighting for peace is like f-ing for your virginity" the older said.
"No one can have peace unless they have freedom. First, keep the peace within yourself. Then you'll bring peace to others. If we don't make peace within ourselves, we can never obtain peace in the outer world. And you said right, 'fight for peace'? Peace is not about fighting. It's about justice. It can be attained only through understanding".
"You can't shake hands with a clenched fist, Jimin-ah" Yoongi finished while turning his head to the side and found his fiancé staring at him already.
"H-Hyung, you're amaJin- No! That was leJindary- I- What the-" Jimin groaned in trusfration as he couldn't form a proper sentence, and just ended up cuddling the older for another hour.
"I think I'm pregnant" the younger said out of the blue.
"Huh?"
"I mean, I'm getting really moody, obsessed with chewing ice cubes, carving for your favourite foods, and all that symptoms, you know" he continued.
"Baby" Yoongi said and Jimin hummed in response. "You're not pregnant" he said.
"How?" the younger whined with a pout.
"Men can't get pregnant" he said and watched the mochi sulk.
"Right" he muttered and while he heard Yoongi yawning.
"Are you feeling sleepy-" Jimin halted on his own words when he saw the older sleeping already.
The man who was awake couldn't help but feel disappointed. The group had a lot on their schedule for the past three days, and he finally wanted to spend more time, in private, with his fiancé. Still, the savage man who spits fire just fell asleep.
But the snore in the middle of a squeak and a moan made him smile.
"Sleep well, salty bag" Jimin whispered before laying himself completely on top of Yoongi and drifting off to sleep.
Love is sharing your bed and not kicking the other one to the floor while sleeping.
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