where you belong

Chapter 10

He could hear soft humming on the background so he pressed enter and put the laptop away, watching the boy that was right in front of him. He was curled on the carpet, colouring into his book that was meant to relax him – one with different models of buildings that Jungkook bought so it would help with his anxiety. He was wearing a long sleeved black shirt that he “borrowed” and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, making him especially cute. It was pouring rain outside so they decided to spend the day in and take it easy. He slid off the couch so now he had the smaller body in between his legs and kissed the soft nape in front of him, his nose buried in the pale pink hair. Arms secured the frame and Jimin turned around his head, his lips pouty.

“You’re talented, this one is so pretty!” The man pointed towards a mauve building who was now covered in different patterns. He thought this was Jimin's way of “acting little” – he’d be silent and eager for attention and affection, starved for approval and for praises. A soft hand left the green crayon aside before turning the page and showing Jungkook a blue castle that was covered with rainbow ivy. It was surrounded by trees and a lake could be seen in the back, the boy even drew a cat on the roof. “I'd buy you one exactly like this.” A joyful giggle filled the room and it earned a long kiss on the cheek. Brown eyes searched for their cups and saw they were both empty, his wearing the marks of black coffee. “Do you want some more tea, baby?” A nod made him get up and go to prepare another round of the both, knowing he needed something to keep him working.

He didn’t like rainy days unless he could spend them inside and thankfully, this one was one of those. The fact that Jimin looked so scared when he suggested a break made his heart swoon because his baby really needed him close and a few days later here he was, spoiling him the best he could. No more threats but he had yet to talk to his former little. He got startled when he heard his ringtone and heard hurried steps, his phone being handed to him.

“Thank you.” It was Seokjin, telling him about this party that was supposed to take place in a few hours, a BDSM one. “I don’t think that is going to happen.” Jungkook said and saw that his boyfriend was eyeing him curiously. “Wait a bit.” He muted the phone. “There’s a sex party tonight, are you interested?” As soon as he saw the hesitation and the way the boy was moving his weight from one leg to the other he smiled widely and went closer to kiss his head. “Okay.” He went back to the conversation and after he was done he took the cups and some chocolate chips cookies that he placed on the coffee table.

“Do you want to go?” Jimin looked seriously troubled.

“No, baby, I’d prefer to spend the day with you, just the two of us.” He promised and sat next to him, wrapping an arm around him. “You’re not curious?”

“I am but – it might be too much for me.”

“There are parties for caregivers and littles too.” The boy smiled sadly.

“I wouldn’t fit in.” Jungkook hated the idea that his baby would be excluded from the society he was supposed to trust and turn to whenever he felt insecure but he realized that littles could be really mean and that he didn’t want to risk seeing him cry because something as stupid as norms.

“Jiminie, every relationship is different and if you’re not like other littles or if I’m not like other daddies it doesn’t mean what we have is not valid. I don’t want you to worry your pretty head about such things.” A gulp. “Are we clear?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then. If you give me a kiss I’ll help you out with your next buildi-” Before he could finish the sentence he felt plush lips pressed against his, as velvety and tasty as ever, tempting him to lean his head on a side and let his tongue wander. Soon he was feeling a warm muscle embracing his own so he moaned, desperate to feel everything. When they parted his teeth gripped on the lower lip, tugging it gently and making the boy mewl like a kitten. He came closer and raised his leg so now he could rub against Jungkook's thigh, showing him just how needy he was. Jimin closed his eyes and continued to hump the clothed limb, his face burying into the others shoulder, urging his hand to run through his hair.