PJM ONESHOTS

comfort boba

Fluff

. . . .

you had just returned from your 9 to 5 jog, exhausted out of your wits,completely drained out, you enter the house and walk to your bedroom just to find your husband Park Jimin, whimpering in his sleep, crying softly, worried at his expression, you kneel down next to the bed and cradles his face, wiping away the tears and kissing his nose, you run your hands gently through his silky locks and he calms down, peeling open one eyes and looking at you with a baby smile planted on his face

"hi baby.."

he mutters quietly and your heart flutters, "ill go wash up and then join you, okay?" you say and he nods, you leave him and enter the bathroom, quickly washing up and coming out in a comfortable sports bra and shorts, you slip into bed next to him and he hugs you, skin against skin, you both lay and you whisper sweet nothings to him, kissing the top of his head.

jimin was grateful for your presence in his life.

"i love you, baby."

"I love you too,"

silent words pass between you as you and him lay there, in each other's presence, you don't even know what made him sad, the only thing that mattered was making jimin happy.

you wanted a smile on your prince's face. Always.

. . . ..

Next morning

jimins hands wrap around your waist and he peppers kisses down your neck, silently thanking you for calming him down yesterday.

"dear baby, I really appreciate your presence in my life."

he says quietly and you nod, "me two."

Jimin kisses your cheek and turns you around, he smiles at you, cheeks red and eyes bloodshot from crying.

"do you want to know?"

you shake your head.

"all that matters is that you are happy with me right now, but yes, im curious, why?"

"I failed to get a choreo right, the steps-- I just- just can't get it right!" He exclaimed frustratedly

you cradle his face and press soothing kisses all over his face making him giggle, "it's okay to feel pressured, but don't tear yourself too hard, baby, overworking is not good. When you don't get it right, go for a walk, do anything except that and forget about it, after sometime, come back and do it again, you'll get it right."

You advice him and he nods, "I'll try that."

. . . .

Three weeks later

"BABY! I GOT IT RGIHT! YOURE SUCH A GENIUZ!!!!" jimin jumps into the room and hugs you tightly, falling with you on the bed you just cleaned up.

A yelp leaves your throat as he does so and you squeak, cradling his face and pressing sweet kisses.

'you got it right?"

he nods, kissing your palm, "i did."

"Im glad you did."

"Me too."

" I love you, my little comfort boba,"

"Hhaa sksjsk, I love you too, my mochi prince."