Fuck You • MiniMoni ➳ Jikook

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Jimin had an amazing birthday. He had sort of expected Jungkook to just throw a few new sex positions at him as a present but thankfully he was pleasantly surprised.

Jungkook has bought him a diamond set with long earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet. Hanging from the bracelet was a golden J for his name. He has prepared their dinner and a warm bath for him. The room was lit with candles and the tub was filled with oils and salts. Once Jimin was done in the bath, Jungkook moisturized his body and then gave him a massage.

It was an entire spa day honestly.

Once all that was done, they cuddled with chocolates and watched as many romcoms Jimin could find before he fell asleep in Jungkook's warm embrace.

He thought about all this as he sat with his husband and parents for a belated birthday dinner. His mother's birthday was two weeks after his so they tended to celebrate the week between them.

Jimin pushed around the food on his plate as he daydreamed about baking with Jungkook or reading a book with his feet in Jungkook's lap as he scrolled on his phone. He sighed as he adjusted himself in his seat. He reached for his lemonade, taking a long sip from it.

Moon groaned loudly. "I'm getting old, you know. When am I getting grandbabies?"

Jimin choked and began coughing violently while Namjoon dropped his cutlery and stared at Jinsoo and Moon. He turned to Jimin and rubbed his back to ease his coughing.

"Mom!?" Jimin gasped out as he rubbed at his chest.

"You two have been together for so long, I'm shocked you haven't popped out a few babies by this point," Moon frowned.

"I just—we just—" Jimin began as his eyes bounced between his parents.

"A lot has been happening," Namjoon answered with a nod. "Especially with that scandal several months ago, we worried it'd look strange if Min just popped up pregnant."

Jimin turned to Namjoon before nodding and looking back at his parents. "Yes, we were even talking about children before everything blew up. So, when the time is right, it'll happen," Jimin smiled.

That seemed to satisfy their parents and both Namjoon and Jimin sighed subtly beside each other.

Jimin hoped Namjoon would forget about it by the time they returned home but unfortunately, as Jimin shrugged off his jacket, Namjoon snorted.

"We were talking about children, huh?"

"I was talking about children. I was ready but for some vile reason you fucked somebody while I was dreaming of our little family." Jimin turned to Namjoon, staring straight into his eyes. He shrugged. "My fault."

"Jimin..."

Jimin raised his eyebrows at him. Namjoon eyed him suspiciously.

"You're not gonna stomp off and tell me to fuck off?"

"What for? I'm honestly so tired of it. Unless you want me to tell you to shove your explanation up your urethra," Jimin hummed as he cracked his neck and walked over to the couch.

"No! No, I don't. Just..." Namjoon sighed as he slowly sat down on the couch across from Jimin with a slight grimace. "You seem so relaxed."

Jimin shrugged. "Should I be stressed?"

"No, it's just you've been so wound up—I know! I know why and you have every right to be. I was just curious about what changed?"

Jimin thought about it as he unfocused his eyes. What has changed for Jimin?