Little Space

uncles namjin

Yoongi walked into the living room, looking for Jimin. H spotted the younger sitting on the couch, one of his legs thrown up on the coffee table. He was watching something on TV with his head supported by a pillow. Yoongi walked over to him, flicking him on the forehead.

"Aish," Jimin hissed, rubbing his forehead. "I wasn't even sleeping. A 'Jimin' would have been fine."

Yoongi shrugged. "I'm goin' out to the studio. Probably for a day or so? I'm not sure, I'm having a productive streak. Call me if you... y'know."

"I know," Jimin agreed, looking up at Yoongi with a smile.

Yoongi leaned down and kissed him. "I'll appreciate any surprise visits."

Jimin nodded, his eyes crinkling. "See you, hyung~"

Yoongi nodded and ruffled Jimin's hair. He picked up his bag by the door and left.

~

Jimin spent the remainder of the afternoon finishing up his assignments for school. He stayed on the couch, typing away on his computer. He stood up and moved to the kitchen, grabbing a soda out of the fridge. He took a few sips and plopped back down on the couch.

His work was starting to stress him out. He was frustrated and ready to break the laptop in half. He couldn't get past this form of "writers' block", if that's what you want to call it. He groaned and took another sip of soda.

His gaze shifted from his laptop to the table. There was an open colouring book with a few crayons laid out on the pages. Jimin figured it wouldn't hurt just to colour for a short while. It would be a good destresser anyway.

He gently tossed his computer onto the cushions of the couch and sat down on the ground. He reached for a crayon slowly and picked up where he had last left off.

~

The phone rang next to Jimin on the table. He picked it up excitedly once he saw who was calling.

"Hey, Ji-"

"Daddy!" Jimin squealed happily. He continued drawing, trying his best to keep in the lines.

Yoongi paused. "Hey, baby. Um... Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Daddy. Just colouring." Jimin placed the end of a crayon into his mouth, chewing on it lightly as he concentrated on his daddy's voice.

"That's good, baby. I'm gonna call Uncle Jin to come watch you. Is that okay? He'll probably bring Uncle Joonie with him."

Jimin smiled. "But I don't need to be watched. I'm a big boy."

"Yeah, whatever you say, babe," Yoongi chuckled. "I'm still calling them."

"Okay, Daddy!" Jimin's eyes crinkled.

"Call Daddy if anything's wrong, okay? I'll pick up right away."

"Yes, Daddy. I love youuu~" Jimin hummed.

"I love you too, baby." Jimin could hear the smile in Yoongi's voice.

Jimin made a kissing noise into the phone before hanging up.

~

"Jiminie!" Seokjin called, knocking on his apartment door. He was holding a bag of a few things. Namjoon was standing behind him and resting his chin on the elder's shoulder.

Jimin perked up and ran to the door, a pacifier in his mouth. He liked to suck on them while he coloured. He opened the door, waving to Seokjin and Namjoon.