Innocent •yoonmin•

05

As the credits of the movie began to play, Yoongi glanced towards his phone in order to check the time. To his surprise, it was almost ten o'clock. The elder had remembered Jimin's mother mentioning the fact that the boy should be in bed no later than 10:30 to prevent him from being grumpy the next day. Sighing, the male glanced down at the boy whose head had come to rest in Yoongi's lap sometime during the movie. The younger was still watching the names scrolling upwards on the screen, his finger hanging loosely from his lips.

"Hey," Yoongi began, gaining the other's attention, "it's time for you to begin getting ready for bed." These words caused a groan to be emitted from the boy's mouth.

"But it's the weekend. Can't I stay up a little longer," he pouted, turning his eyes upwards towards the elder.

"Don't think your mother didn't tell me about your bedtime rule. Now, be a good boy and go brush your teeth," Yoongi instructed. Jimin sat up with a huff before sliding to the other end of the couch.

"Not fair," he mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"See, this is a perfect example of why you can't stay up late. You're already being bratty, and it's not even ten yet. Little boys need to be well rested so that they can be little angels for their babysitters," Yoongi smirked at the blush the flooded the younger's cheeks.

"Not my babysitter," Jimin groaned once again.

"Of course I'm not, Sweetie. I'm just someone who your mother hired to come watch you and make sure you're safe, but that's definitely not a babysitter," the elder chuckled, standing up from his seat. Before the younger could respond, he felt himself being lifted from the couch. With Yoongi's hands resting lightly under his bum, he had no other option than to tightly wrap his legs around the other's waist and arms around his neck.

"Put me down. I can walk by myself," Jimin huffed.

"Well then, you should have walked the first time I asked you," the CEO stated, carrying the younger into the bathroom where he proceed to set the boy on the counter. "Now, can you brush your own teeth, or do you need help with that as well," Yoongi asked, smirking at the red-faced boy.

"I-I can do it myself," murmured the flustered male, hopping down from the counter.

"Okay, I'll go and lay out your pajamas for you. Come to your bedroom when you're finished, and don't forget to wash your face," the elder reminded, stepping in the hallway and leaving Jimin alone.

The boy felt embarrassed by the first sentence. He was a big boy who could choose his own clothing, especially if it was just pajamas, but despite the bashfulness he felt when Yoongi coddled him, the small actions of the CEO caused him to feel safe and protected. He oddly enjoyed when the elder's dominant side would show, taking control of him and guiding him in the right direction. He understood that Yoongi was only disciplining him for his own good and that the elder would never purposely misguide him. Jimin thought that sometimes it was nice to allow someone else to take control.

The boy finished applying moisturizer to his face, before exiting the bathroom and walking towards his bedroom. When he entered, he found Yoongi sitting on top of his Hello Kitty comforter, messing with his phone. The older immediately looked up when the floor boards creaked under Jimin's feet.

"Teeth brushed and face washed?" Yoongi asked, rising from the bed.

"Yes, Sir," Jimin smiled widely in order to show his clean teeth to the other.

"Good boy, now, get changed and let me know when you're all ready for bed," the elder stated, stepping out of the room and shutting the door to give the younger privacy.

The boy strolled towards the bed where he found the clothing Yoongi had laid out for him. It was a Mickey Mouse shirt and shorts set which were grey, white, and red. He slipped his dress over his head before replacing it with the white with grey sleeves short-sleeved shirt which had Mickey Mouse displayed prominently in the center. He then pulled the red shorts that had little Mickey heads scattered on them over his dinosaur-print briefs. He was not surprised at Yoongi's choice of sleepwear. In fact, all of his pajamas, excluding his onesies and nightgowns, were two piece sets that he had found in the children's section. Jimin couldn't help the fact that he was small or the fact that the children's section always had cuter options. After checking himself in the mirror, he opened the door and peered out into the hallway where Yoongi was leaning against the wall.

"All ready?" the elder asked.

"Mhm," the boy nodded, before re-entering the room with Yoongi following closely behind. The younger scurried under his comforter, pulling it up to his chin before looking at the other expectantly. Yoongi remembered Miss Park's instructions and began to tuck the blanket snuggly around the boy's body before walking towards the opposite wall and turning on the Disney Princess nightlight. He turned around to see the boy smiling fondly at him while cuddled beneath the sheets.

"I'm going to head home for the night," Yoongi explained, making his way towards the door. This fact caused the younger to shoot up in bed.

"No, you can't!" Jimin exclaimed, his content expression now replaced with one of worry.

"Woah, calm down," Yoongi said, startled at the boy's sudden shout. "What's wrong?" he asked, stepping back to sit on the boy's bed.

"You can't leave me alone in the house at night. What if something tries to get me?" the younger whimpered, as the elder slowly ran his fingers through his hair, a feeble attempt at comforting the boy.

"Nothing's going to get you," the elder sighs at the boy's irrational fear.

"You don't know that. I've never slept in the house alone before," Jimin explained. This statement was true. Even when his mother was away on business, one of his friends would stay over to ease the boy's fears. The boy didn't want to find out what would happen to him if he were to sleep without the protection of another person in the house.

"Where would I sleep?" the older questioned.

"You can sleep in the guest room. It's the room to the right of the bathroom," the younger answered quickly, determined to convince the other to stay.

"I guess," the male gave in, as he began to feel sleepiness consume him," I just need to go back home to get ready."

"Can I come too?" Jimin asked with hopeful eyes. Glancing towards the clock, Yoongi found that he still had fifteen minutes until the other had to be in bed.

"I guess," the elder sighed, standing up and walking towards the door. "Are you coming?" he asked, glancing back toward the other, who was still sitting on the bed. The boy just reached his arms out and made grabby hand towards the male by the door. "Fine," Yoongi said, understanding the gesture.

He walked back over and picked up the younger one, holding him in the same position as earlier. Being carried caused Jimin to blush deeply although only a small factor of this was from embarrassment. The younger enjoyed the other's strong arms wrapped around him protectively as he buried his head in the other's neck.

So, this is how Yoongi ends up crossing the street at night with a boy in Mickey Mouse pajamas wrapped tightly around him.