Friendships Desires and Secrets

Min JiYoo

Yoongi wiped the corners of his mouth and smirked at Jimin, who was completely blissed out of his mind on the sofa. He wiped the nonexistent dirt from his knees and pulled his desk chair over to the edge of the rug. "You have to go, baby boy. You promised Alex and Namjoonah that you would pick up JiYoo before 6. And it's 5:30 now."
Jimin nodded and huffed petulantly as he shook his flaccid member back into his briefs and pulled up the front of his stretch pants. He pulled the cord and tied it tightly as he stepped over to Yoongi. "I'm not done with you." He said, tilting Yoongi's chin up and placing a soft kiss on his dry lips. Then he was gone out the door.
Yoongi lifted an envelope that had been tucked out of sight and opened it. He had already read the letter twice, and after the third time, he tore it in half and chucked it into the trash. What a mess things would have been if he had already been married to Tara. It wasn't her fault truly, so he could only care about the memories of her. He regretted falling for her. That was never his intention. He fell for her because she had loved him so much. He supposed that's what he was truly missing. That deep love.
Jimin cared for him, and he for Jimin. He also knew that the brat prince could be flippant, and though he seemed committed enough now, a turn of wind or attitude could send him off again. He wouldn't try to change Jimin or pin him down.
Yoongi was certain about one thing.
Jimin loved JiYoo.
Except for work and a few moments that they shared together, Jimin was with JiYoo. Taehyung, Hobi, and even Park HyunSoo, Jimin's father, had offered to watch the little Bangtan princess. Jimin wouldn't have it. Alex and Namjoon had her when they didn't, and Jimin never complained about her pick-up times or the other couples fluctuating schedule.
Jimin had also put his new single on the back burner. He had been approached before the baby was born, by several western artists who wanted to collaborate and who wanted to make songs similar to "Like Crazy," but Jimin had insisted on a totally different sounding track. Yoongi had heard some of the melodies and bits of the demo track. Whatever he was working on, it was soft and sexy. All alto vocals and sensual tones.
Yoongi had also caught JK in the booth with him twice. Nothing sexual was going on, but they were definitely up to something. Jungkook couldn't keep a secret off his face to save himself in real life, and he looked like he was caught in a trap both times Yoongi saw him with Jimin.
Even Namjoon avoided talking with him about the new song. He simply told Yoongi that Jimin was doing something new. Or he would dismissively say that Jimin wasn't ready for anyone to hear it.
Yoongi felt like anyone only meant himself.

***

Alex had just put the finishing touches on her hair when the door tone alerted her that someone was outside. When she saw Jimin on the tiny monitor, she let him in quickly and greeted him warmly.
"JiYoo has been asleep for about an hour." Alex informed him as she moved to the kitchen to warm up the baby's bottle. "She dozed off before I could make her food, so she's going to be hungry."
Jimin had already gone to stand beside the white bassinet. The bundled baby didn't stir when he stroked her head. When the bottle was warm, Alex gently woke JiYoo by unwrapping her. The peaceful countenance immediately scrunched up, and before the tiny red face could wail, Alex filled her mouth. JiYoo looked up with wide dark eyes, and when she saw Jimin smiling down at her, she smiled in return. He stroked her chubby cheeks and made soft cooing sounds at her.
Alex knew smitten when she saw it. "How's the song coming?"
"I think I'm hurting Yoongi's feelings." Jimin replied without looking up. He shifted to hold the bottle better. "I just... I want to..."
"The song is a gift. He won't stay upset with you. He never has been able to hold a grudge. It's just not a part of his mind."
Jimin nodded slowly. "Why do we have to almost lose something to realize how important it is?"
"If I had the answer to that, I could have saved myself the cost of a flight to the States."
Jimin looked at Alex. He studied her face for a moment before a thought suddenly came over him. He began to smile.
"What did you think of little imp?"
Jimin's eyes sparkled with a new thought plan. "You may have to afford the cost of another."
Alex followed his train. "Oh, that's brilliant!"

***

Jungkook slapped Amy harder, leaving another bright pink handprint on her white derriere. "That's not fair." She said indignantly from her position, which was buried in the mattress.
He unbuckled the strap that held her arms bound tightly behind her back from elbow to wrist. "No? But it's so pretty to paint you in multi media." He smirked before pulling his dripping member from her warmth and rubbing the tip over the handprints.
Amy propped her numb arms under her torso and pushed up. She remained that way for a moment. Jungkook got up and returned with a warm wash rag. He wiped off her bottom, then gently cleaned between her legs. Amy was almost purring.
She rolled with a heavy groan onto her back and ran her hands over her belly. Jungkook took each of her arms and rubbed them where the restraint had bit into her skin.
"We may have to sample something more vanilla until the baby comes. I don't want either of you to end up hurt."
Amy nodded, and he eyes welled for a moment. "Not much longer now."
He leaned forward and kissed her bump affectionately. He got kicked for his efforts. They both laughed. They were still lingering in bed an hour later when Amy's phone buzzed. She was reluctant to move but she didn't have to. JK got up to use the restroom and handed it to her.
"Bunny?" She called out.
He looked around the door frame and quirked an eyebrow at her.
"I hope you don't have any plans. I think we are all going stateside soon."