End of The Day |yoonmin|

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"Y-yoongi, sto-op!!"

"Say it!"

"Ne-never!"

"Then I won't stop!"

Jimin laughed loudly as Yoongi continued to tickle him. The bright smile on Jimin's face and melodious laughs escaping his lips brought Yoongi happiness. He loves seeing his baby smile because of him.

Jimin had tried multiple times to stop Yoongi from attacking his sides, but nothing worked. He wouldn't dare say what Yoongi wants him to, despite how badly Jimin wants the tickling to stop. But, when he looks at the gummy smile on his beloved's face, he wants to let Yoongi tickle him forever.

"Ok-ay! Okay! I'll s-say it!"

"Really?!"

"Ye-es!"

Yoongi stopped his movements, but quickly pinned Jimin's hands above his head, so he wouldn't try anything.

"Say it, Jimin."

"Fine..."

And, doing his best cutesy act, Jimin said:

"Please play with me, daddy."

Yoongi smirked and chuckled lowly. He leaned down and ghosted his lips above Jimin's. His tongue slipped out to wet his dry lips. Jimin gulped as he felt the tip of Yoongi's tongue touch his top lip. Then, the blonde sat back up.

"Was that so hard?"

"Ugh, you're such a fucking tease."

Jimin shoved Yoongi off of him and sat up. He took his clothes off, excluding his boxers (much to Yoongi's dismay), and put on Yoongi's big, dark blue sweater. It ended mid-thigh, but still covered his boxers, so it looked like Jimin wasn't wearing anything under the sweater.

"I tease out of love, baby."

"Mhm."

Jimin walked out the room, and padded into the kitchen. He took out a pot and filled it with water, then turned the stove on.

Jimin took out the chicken breasts he thawed out earlier that day and put them into the pot.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like?"

Jimin began taking out vegetables to cut up. Yoongi went to the sink and washed his hands, knowing Jimin won't allow him to help cook if his hands were dirty.

Yoongi found a knife and started chopping the vegetables on the cutting board. He cut them how Jimin liked it, being very careful not to cut his finger.

"What made you decide to cook this?"

"I realized I haven't made it in awhile. How long has it been since I made vegetable chicken soup?"

"It's been exactly 4 months."

"Have you been counting, weirdo?"

"Maybe."

Jimin giggled as he drained the steaming water from the pot carefully. He cut the chicken into pieces then put them into a smaller pot. He added chicken broth and the vegetables Yoongi cut up, then turned the stove on high.

"Isn't that too high, baby?"

"What? I've always cooked it like this. Yoongi, don't come into my kitchen telling me how to do my shit."

"I'm not telling you anything. I was simply asking a question."

"No, it's not too high, Yoongi. Can you get the rice for me?"

"Because you can't reach it?"

"Boy, if you don't just get the damn-"

"Okay, okay! Just don't hit me with the spoon."

Jimin hit Yoongi's butt with the spoon anyway. Yoongi playfully glared at him as he handed Jimin the rice. Jimin smiled innocently.

"I hate you."

"I love you, too, hyung."