Little Space

shark gummies and nasty bitches

"I want this one!" Jimin squealed, reaching for the big box of gummies. They were shaped like little sharks in a variety of colours. Jimin held the box out to Yoongi, his eyes pleading.

"Okay, honey. But you can't eat them all in one day." Yoongi took the box from Jimin's small hands, throwing it into the cart.

Jimin giggled. "I'll try not to, Daddy." The name slipped off his tongue.

Someone behind Yoongi scoffed. He whipped his head around immediately to see if he was blocking someone's way. Instead, he was met with the disgusted face of an older woman, crossing her arms and tapping her foot.

"Oh, sorry. Am I blocking you?" Yoongi grabbed onto Jimin's hand and moved out of the woman's way.

The woman just scoffed again. "What did he call you?"

"Excuse me?" Yoongi asked, thoroughly confused. Jimin hid behind him shyly.

"Him. That one behind you. What did he refer to you as?" She grabbed hold of her cart with one hand, placing her other hand on her hip as she stared them down.

"Is it really any of your business?" Yoongi snapped, pulling Jimin further against him.

"You're in public. It's disgusting how you let him talk to you. What's wrong with him anyway? Should he even be allowed in a public place? Imagine if my kids were here!"

Jimin shoved his face into Yoongi's side, covering his ears. Yoongi looked down at him momentarily as his anger bubbled up.

Yoongi was livid. "What right do you have coming over here and acting like you know what you're talking about? It's none of your goddamn business. I feel fucking awful for any kids you may have. They'll grow up with one ignorant bitch for a mother. It's fucking 2019. Now, excuse me, ma'am. Me and my boyfriend are going to live our own fucking lives, which we welcome you to stay the fuck out of."

Yoongi took Jimin's hand and their cart and rushed to the cashier, leaving the woman in the aisle with her mouth still agape. Jimin kept his eyes trained on the floor. Yoongi paid for his groceries and held Jimin's through the darkening parking lot to the car. He settled Jimin in the passenger seat and buckled him in after throwing the groceries in the back. He sat in the driver's seat and sighed, starting the engine. He sat back and took a deep breath as Jimin looked over at him.

"I'm sorry, Jiminie. No one should treat you like that. They don't understand."

Jimin nodded and looked at his lap, playing with his fingers. "Yeah..."

"Baby, it's not you. Okay? Please know that it isn't you." Yoongi reached over and rubbed Jimin's leg to comfort him.

Jimin nodded again. He kept his head down.

Yoongi nodded as well and put the car into drive. He started them on the way home.

~

Jimin cried silently in the seat next to Yoongi. He let the tears fall quietly, trying his best to keep his hyung from knowing. He would cough if he had to sniffle, would wipe at his face inconspicuously by scratching his nose. At one point, he turned his head to the window and let his face morph into despair as he struggled to hold in sobs.

More than halfway through the ride, he finally calmed himself down. He made sure his face was dry for when they got home and Yoongi could see him clearly.

On the couch, he cuddled up with his favourite stuffed bunny. Yoongi patted his hair softly before going into the kitchen to make them dinner. Jimin let the soft brown fur catch his tears.

~

"Jiminie! Dinner's ready!" Yoongi called from the kitchen. He placed the plates on the table, moving Jimin's in front of his little chair. He filled Jimin's sippy cup with apple juice. He heard footsteps, so he turned to see a mop of brown, wavy hair clutching a teddy against his chest moving into the kitchen. Yoongi went over and bent down to be eye level with him.

"Hi, Jiminie. Are you hungry? Daddy made you your favourite. Kimchi jjigae~" Yoongi smiled and poked Jimin's cheeks.

Jimin nodded. He allowed a quick smile. It worried Yoongi, but he kept his smile on.

"Alright. Let's get you in your chair." Yoongi took Jimin's hand and led him to the chair, picking him up slightly to place him on it. He pushed it in all the way to the table. Jimin looked at the food in front of him and smelled it, a real smile making its way onto his face. Yoongi sat down in his own seat. He watched for a minute as Jimin drank from his sippy cup and dug into his food.

Jimin finished his food rather quickly. Yoongi praised him and took his plate to the sink. He returned with a small, plastic blue packet, placing it in front of Jimin.

Jimin looked down at it and frowned.

"What's wrong, Jimin? Don't you watch your gummies?"

Jimin shook his head. Yoongi tried not to look concerned.

~

After dinner, Jimin was on the floor drawing. Yoongi was reading a book on the couch, his feet up and glasses on. He was lost in the book when he heard a small sniffle.

"Jiminie?" Yoongi called. The younger one didn't respond. Yoongi put his book down and sat up more on the couch. "Baby, you okay?"

The younger shrugged, facing away from Yoongi. Yoongi pouted and knelt down on the ground next to him.

"Jiminie, you gotta talk to Daddy or I can't help you."

Jimin just shook his head.

Yoongi sighed and sat back on the floor. He reached his hand out slowly and gently pet Jimin's dark hair. Jimin subtly turned away more, moving out of Yoongi's reach.

"Jimin, honey, come on. Let Daddy help. Please? I want to help." Yoongi moved closer and pulled Jimin into his arms. Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's middle unsurely. "Is this about earlier? At the store?"

Jimin hesitated before nodding his head against Yoongi's chest. Yoongi sighed and dropped his head to kiss Jimin's hair.

"You shouldn't have to worry about that. It's not your fault."

Jimin shrugged again.

"It isn't. Nothing she said was right. That woman should learn when to shut her damn mouth. Nothing's wrong with you, baby. Nothing. Daddy loves everything about you, okay? Everything. Big you, Little you, every single thing."

Jimin sniffled again, but cuddled up to the elder now. Yoongi smiled. He pet his hair and rubbed his back.

"It's alright, baby. Really. There's nothing wrong with you. You're utterly perfect, okay? Don't let ignorant people bother you like that."

Jimin nodded slowly. "Okay, Daddy," he whispered.

"Hey, Jiminie?"

Jimin looked up, meeting Yoongi's dark eyes with his own brown ones.

"Can Daddy have a kiss?"

Jimin's face immediately broke out into a smile. "Of course, Daddy!" Jimin perked up and planted a soft kiss on Yoongi's lips.

Yoongi chuckled and kissed him again. He kissed each of Jimin's cheeks, his forehead, and then his nose, leaving Jimin a giggling mess.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck, hugging him tightly. "I love you, Daddy~"

"Yeah, yeah. I love you too. Want some of those gummies now?"

Jimin nodded enthusiastically, running to the kitchen and bringing out a package for both him and Yoongi. He ran back into the living room and sat down in Yoongi's lap, handing the elder one.

Yoongi laughed. "Thank you, baby."

Jimin grinned and ripped into his own packet. He held one up and fed it to Yoongi, who scrunched his nose and chewed on it. Jimin giggled and popped three into his own mouth after kissing Yoongi's nose. Yoongi turned on the TV and wrapped his arms around Jimin, letting him eat his snack.