Our Happiness Was Planned

Can I Touch Your Heart?

Long chapter woo~ I didn't wanna stop writing it, so it's about 1.3k words longer than my normal chapter length for this book. Enjoy!

"What if we elope?"

"And have our parents and the rest of BTS miss out on our wedding? No way!" Jimin huffs, folding his arms defiantly over his chest, where Yoongi's eyes had been drifting more and more over the last hour.

The older blinks a few times and sighs. "But Minnie, we can't agree on anything except the fact that we want to get married."

"Then we'll just look at new options, even though I made TEN different Pinterest boards using ideas I loved and that I thought you would love. But clearly you don't love them and I'm thinking I don't know you as well as I thought I did, so what's even the point of all of this if I don't really know you? I'm failing as an omega and your mate Yoonie, what am I doing wrong?" The younger openly sobs and hunches over, burying his face in his pillow.

"Whoa, hey." Yoongi leans forward and places a hand on the broad expanse of Jimin's back, simply leaving it there. "You're not failing as an omega. You do know me. Just because you want smeraldo flowers and I want carnations, and you want light blue while I want black, is no reason to call off the entire wedding or beat yourself up." He sighs and gently starts rubbing his mate's back. "I should have been more open to your ideas. It's my fault."

"Maybe you're both at fault." A raspy-voiced Hoseok speaks from the doorway, startling the pair on the bed.

"Hobi-hyung? What are you doing up?" Jimin asks as he sits up slowly and wipes his tears away with his sleeve.

"Couldn't sleep with the other couple carrying on like that in their room, which is right next to mine." He rubs a hand over his face tiredly, and Jimin scoots over to make a spot on the bed for him. The other alpha graciously sits on the foot of the bed with a soft smile. "Thanks, Jiminie."

"You're welcome, hyung." The younger rests his head on Yoongi's shoulder. "Though we're probably not the best company right now, since I'm failing as an omega." He huffs.

"Park Jimin, you are not failing as an omega. Stop saying it or I'll mess up your nest."

Jimin gasps in indignation. "You wouldn't dare! I worked so hard to find the softest, fluffiest things for it!"

"Then stop saying you're failing." Yoongi's voice is stern, and Jimin wilts under the gaze the older is giving him. "You're not a failure at anything, Jimin."

The omega sighs, and Hoseok speaks softly. "He's right. You're always hard on yourself, Chim. Whatever this situation is, I'm sure you'll figure it out."

"We're talking wedding details," Jimin murmurs, "and we can't agree on anything."

Hoseok blinks a few times, then looks directly at Yoongi. "Your fiancee, your pregnant fiancee, is upset because you're not agreeing to what he wants?"

Yoongi frowns. "How did-" But the younger alpha holds a hand up, stopping him mid-sentence.

"Hyung, you should know better." Hoseok frowns. "He's pregnant and already been through hell with the placenta whatever. The least you can do is give him what he wants. Make him happy." His voice cracks on the last word, and he tries to cover it up with a cough, but Jimin is instantly on the alert.

"Thank you. But what's wrong, Hobi-hyung?"

Hoseok doesn't speak at first, but, knowing his friends aren't going to give up, he sighs heavily. "It's just, with Taehyung-ah's pregnancy, we don't know who the father is. I was talking to Jungkook-ah about what we're going to do when we do find out, but he started acting possessive and stubborn, saying that if they're his, he's going to want to have control over everything, basically implying that he wants to leave me out of most of the decision making."