||WHISPERS OF Revenge|| Yoonmin FF

42. New Beginnings❤️

The news of Jimin's pregnancy had cast a radiant glow over their lives, yet a shadow of uncertainty lingered.

The most significant hurdle was breaking the news to Yoongi. The man who had been his rock, his confidante, his lover, was now about to be a father again. But telling him was proving to be an insurmountable task.

Jimin would often find himself staring at Yoongi, his heart pounding in his chest. A thousand words formed and reformed in his mind, but none seemed adequate to convey the whirlwind of emotions he was experiencing.

Yoongi, oblivious to Jimin's turmoil, would often catch him lost in thought, his eyes filled with a gentle concern.
There were moments when Jimin thought he was on the verge of spilling the beans.

During quiet evenings, cuddled up on the couch with Yoongi, the perfect opportunity seemed to present itself. But as the words formed at the tip of his tongue, a surge of fear would wash over him. What if Yoongi wasn't ready? What if it changed their relationship?

Jimin started writing letters, drafts after drafts, each one more heartfelt than the last. But as he reread them, they seemed inadequate. The words on paper couldn't capture the depth of his emotions, the trembling hope, and the overwhelming love he felt.

Days turned into weeks, and the secret gnawed at Jimin. He felt like a ticking time bomb, waiting to explode. The weight of the unspoken truth was becoming increasingly difficult to bear.

Yet, the fear of rejection held him back. In the quiet of the night, as he traced Yoongi's sleeping features, he would promise himself to tell him tomorrow, only to wake up with the same dread.

The weight of the secret was becoming a physical burden. Every morning, Jimin would wake up with a renewed determination to tell Yoongi, only to be met with a fresh wave of fear. Their once carefree days were now filled with a silent tension, a ticking time bomb in the heart of their peaceful world.

One evening, as they were putting Seo-A to bed, Jimin felt a particularly strong pang of guilt. Yoongi, with his gentle hands, was humming a soft lullaby, his eyes filled with a love that warmed Jimin's heart. As he watched Yoongi, his love for the man deepened, and so did the fear of losing that love.

"Yoongi," Jimin started, his voice barely a whisper. Yoongi looked up, his face etched with concern. "I need to tell you something," Jimin continued, his heart pounding in his ears.

Yoongi took Jimin's hand, his eyes searching his face. "What is it, Jimin-ah? You can tell me anything."

Jimin's throat tightened. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. The secret, so close to being revealed, seemed to retreat into the depths of his heart.

Disappointment washed over him. He had failed again. Yoongi, sensing his distress, pulled him into a comforting embrace. "It's okay, Jimin-ah," he murmured, stroking Jimin's hair. "You don't have to tell me now. We have all the time in the world."

Jimin nodded, his heart heavy. He knew he couldn't keep this secret forever. The truth would come out, sooner or later. But for now, he was grateful for Yoongi's understanding and patience.

The house was unusually quiet. Jin and Namjoon had taken the kids out for the evening, leaving Jimin and Yoongi with an unexpected solitude. A sense of intimacy hung heavy in the air, a silent promise of a night undisturbed.

As the hours slipped by, Yoongi found himself drawn to Jimin. There was a magnetic pull, a desire that had been simmering beneath the surface. He moved closer to Jimin, his heart pounding in his chest. As their bodies drew nearer, a surge of desire coursed through him.

Just as he was about to bridge the gap between them, Jimin's voice, soft and trembling, stopped him in his tracks. "Yoongi," he began, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Yoongi froze, his heart skipping a beat. He looked into Jimin's eyes, searching for answers. Jimin took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant," he blurted out, his voice barely audible.

The world seemed to stand still. Yoongi's mind raced, trying to comprehend the words he had just heard. A surge of emotions washed over him - shock, joy, fear, and an overwhelming sense of love.

He looked at Jimin, his eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief and adoration.
Jimin's hand reached out to hold Yoongi's, his grip tight. "I know it's sudden, and I'm scared," he admitted, his voice trembling. "But I love you, Yoongi. And I love our family."

Yoongi pulled Jimin into a tight embrace, his heart overflowing with love. "I love you too, Jimin," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "We'll figure this out together. We always do."

Yoongi held Jimin tighter, his heart swelling with a love he hadn't known existed. "We'll be the best parents to this little one, just like we are to Sumi and Seo-A," he promised, his voice steady. "They'll have four parents who love them unconditionally. Our love will be a blanket, warm and safe, enveloping our child in happiness."

Jimin's tears fell freely, a mix of relief and joy. He had feared rejection, but Yoongi's response was more than he could have hoped for. In that moment, their love deepened, a bond forged in trust, vulnerability, and an unwavering commitment to their growing family.

As the night wore on, they talked, their hearts pouring out to each other. They discussed hopes, fears, and dreams for their expanding family. The initial shock was replaced by a quiet excitement, a sense of anticipation for the journey ahead.

In the soft glow of the nightlight, they traced the outline of Jimin's slightly rounded belly, their fingers intertwined. It was a silent promise, a vow to cherish the life growing within them. As sleep claimed them, their hearts were filled with a love so profound, it seemed to echo through the quiet night.