BABY BOY | MYG+PJM [DISCONTINUED]

iv

Scared

Yoongi froze in his tracks when he saw the sight in front of him. One half of him was confused; confused as to why there were two little boys in his living room that he didn't know about prior to his arrival. the other half of him, however, was swooning at the sight of jimin, clad in an oversized baby pink jumper and a blue pacifier hanging loosely from his lips. 

The two littles on the floor hadn't acknowledged Yoongi's sudden appearance yet, and continued to play with their stuffed bears, not a care in the world. Jeongguk, on the other hand, stared at Yoongi, mouth agape and eyes wide. To paint a clear picture, he resembled a deer caught in the headlights, which is exactly how he felt.

The two didn't say anything for a while, and if they weren't staring at each other, they were averting their gaze to the two littles, who still hadn't realised Yoongi was standing only feet away from them. 

"Daddy, 'm hungry," Taehyung suddenly spoke up, lifting his head from the army of stuffed animals he and Jimin had built. He spotted Yoongi standing by the front door, and without thinking, he said, a tad louder than necessary, "hi Yoonie Hyungie!", which of course attracted the attention of Jimin. Realisation of what he had just done didn't sink in until the sound of plastic hitting the hard wood floor echoed through the apartment. Immediately, both littles slipped out of their headspace, not quite knowing how to react.

"Oh- Jimin I'm so sorry," Taehyung attempted, but Jimin scrambled to his feet and ran out of the room, slamming his bedroom door behind him. 

"Fuck," Taehyung cursed under his breath, before repeating Jimin's prior actions. He slipped through Jimin's bedroom door, and silence fell upon Yoongi and Jeongguk, the only thing breaking it was the rain that was still hitting the windows.

"Why did he run away like that? Jeongguk, why didn't I know about all of this? Why the fuck did you know about this and I didn't?" Yoongi felt himself start to get angry as he suddenly snapped at his friend. He wasn't angry at Jimin, christ, he could never be angry at Jimin, no, he was angry at Jeongguk. His best friend since childhood. Surely, it would've made sense for Jeongguk to tell Yoongi about Jimin being a little? After all, it was just as much Yoongi's business as it was Jeongguk's.

"Hyung, please calm down. He didn't want you to know about this. Don't blame this on me," Jeongguk replied calmly, yet through gritted teeth. He didn't want to cause a scene in Jimin's apartment, not when he was as fragile as he was.

"Jeongguk, Jimin is my fucking boyfriend. Mine. Not yours. It should be me that knows about this, not you. Who the fuck do I have to blame it on? Because it sure as hell wasn't mine or Jimin's fault," Yoongi protested, his voice raising ever so slightly after each word.

"Yoongi lower your fucking voice. Don't make Jimin more upset than he probably already is," the youngest tried, yet dropped the honourifics, which just infuriated Yoongi even more.

"Upset? Why should he be upset? Oh fucking hell, this is all my fault. If I hadn't had walked in like that then none of this would have fucking happened," Yoongi started to pace around the apartment, hands gripping the locks of hair on his head. He hated the fact he'd made his boyfriend, whom he loved so, so dearly upset. It killed him to know he was the reason behind his discomfort.

"Yoongi Hyung, this isn't your fault. You couldn't have known we'd be here, so don't blame yourself.  Go and talk with Jimin, let him know that he has nothing to be upset about," Jeongguk said, his tone much softer now. Yes, he was slightly irked at what Yoongi had previously said, but he didn't want Jimin (or Yoongi, for that matter) to be disconsolate, he knew they'd both reach extreme levels of sadness without one another. 

"I will, thank you, Gguk, and I'm sorry for snapping like that," Yoongi smiled sadly at his best friend before turning to Jimin's bedroom, sucking in a deep breath as he approached the door. He could hear slight sniffles and talking from inside, but it was indecipherable, just a low hum of voices escaping the cracks between the door and the wall. He cleared his throat before he brought his closed fist up to the door and gently knocked three times, stepping back slightly as he heard shuffling coming from behind the closed door.

Much to his surprise, Taehyung swung the door open and pulled Yoongi inside, before rushing out and closing the door behind him, leaving a shocked, confused Yoongi and a crying, scared Jimin alone to talk everything out. 

This could only go one of two ways, either Jimin now hates Yoongi for barging in like that, or Jimin opens up to Yoongi about everything, and he has his fingers crossed that it's the latter.

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hi hello this was a lot

if u couldn't tell, this work is probably gonna be quite short as it's my first :-)

i didn't actually listen to any music whilst writing this, sorry!!

have a great day/night, eat well, drink water and get some sleep!