Little Space

yelling leads to picnics

Yoongi was sitting in the kitchen when Jimin came in, holding his elephant by the arm. He had his other thumb in his mouth, his eyes searching for Yoongi. Yoongi was looking down at his notes, scribbling things rapidly. Jimin leaned on Yoongi's back, asking for attention.

"Not now, babe. Working," Yoongi said blatantly, assuming he was big.

"But, Daddy," Jimin mumbled around his thumb sadly. His eyes turned sad quickly.

"Go colour or something, Jiminie. Daddy's working." Yoongi didn't even look up from his notebook when he realised Jimin was little. He crossed out a word.

Jimin pouted and bounced a bit. "But I been waitin' for Daddy for ages," he exaggerated.

Yoongi tried to erase something, but ended up just striking it out. He groaned. "Please, honey. Just go watch a movie. Daddy has to finish this."

He felt himself getting annoyed. He couldn't let Jimin see his irritation; the younger was so sensitive in little space. Yoongi knew that.

Jimin stomped his foot. "Pay attention, Daddy!" he yelled. "Lonely!"

Yoongi turned and glared at him. He pointed to the kitchen door that led to the hallway. "Go to your room. Now."

Jimin huffed and crossed his arms. "No!" he screamed.

"Go now, Jimin," Yoongi said sternly. "Don't do something you'll regret."

Jimin practically growled. "I don't want to! I wanna spend time with Daddy!"

"Daddy's busy! Go to your room, now!" Yoongi shouted.

Jimin's face faltered. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. He snapped his mouth shut and left the room quickly. Yoongi heard the bedroom door slam.

Yoongi sighed and placed his head in his hands. He never yelled at Jimin. He always made a point to keep himself calm, but he had lost control. He cracked his fingers and couldn't ignore his inner turmoil.

Jimin is sensitive, he reminded himself, for the most valid reasons. Yoongi knew why Jimin couldn't handle being yelled at so harshly, but Yoongi had lost his cool anyway.

Yoongi stood up from his chair and rubbed his face. He made his way down the hallway to the shared bedroom. He knocked lightly on the door.

"Jimin-ah?"

He heard the younger sniffle.

"Min-ah, could you open the door?" Yoongi leaned against the door, knob in his hand.

Jimin's soft voice replied. "No, Daddy. Daddy yelled." His voice cracked and it felt like Yoongi had been punched in the gut. "B-Bothered Daddy."

Yoongi sighed again. "I'm sorry, baby. Daddy's sorry. Will you open the door for me?" Yoongi rubbed the bridge of his nose between his eyes, furious at himself. "I promise not to hurt you," he added in a softer voice.

Jimin coughed a bit. "Daddy yell?"

"No, sweetie. I won't, I promise." Yoongi bounced his leg impatiently.

Jimin finally opened the door. Yoongi pushed through and pulled the younger into a hug. Yoongi ran his hands through Jimin's hair and down his back, comforting him.

"Daddy's so sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I was just so mad. I'm so sorry." Yoongi kissed his head and shushed him as he cried.

"Mad at — at Diminie?" Jimin sniffled into Yoongi's shirt. His tiny fingers held fistfuls of the material. He was shaking and Yoongi prayed he wouldn't have another intense episode.

"No, not at you, baby. Never at you. Daddy was just being stupid." The older shook his head quickly. "I'm sorry, precious."

Jimin pulled away. "'S okay, Daddy. Bothered you." He tried to turn but his arm was grabbed by Yoongi's hand.

"No, you didn't, sweetheart. You could never bother me." Yoongi kissed Jimin's forehead and pulled him into another hug. "How about we go out for a picnic? We'll call everyone."

Jimin thought for a moment. He was still shaken up, still trying to push bad thoughts in his head, but being with everyone sounded so nice.

He relaxed against the older and muttered, "Like that idea." Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi.

"Good, okay. We'll go out and have fun. Daddy will stop being so grumpy and spend a lot of time with you."

"Yay!" Jimin squealed. He picked up his stuffed animal from the floor and hugged it, then hugged Yoongi. "I love you sooo much, Daddy. So so so much."

Yoongi held him again. "I love you too, baby." Jimin hummed against Yoongi's chest and closed his eyes, swaying back and forth in his arms.

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Yoongi set down the blanket on the soft grass that was shielded from the sun by a large, low-hanging tree. He spread out plates and utensils around the blanket, letting Jimin run around him. Jimin rolled on the ground, getting grassy things stuck in his silky hair. Yoongi could only smile as his waves were adorned with small sticks and leaves.

Someone shouted Jimin's name, making him perk up immediately. He looked in the direction of the voice, seeing Taehyung running at him. Jimin met him halfway and the two hugged animatedly while Jungkook walked by them to Yoongi.

Jungkook took his seat on the blanket and fell over, falling asleep almost immediately. Yoongi snorted and covered him with his jacket. He rested his arm on the youngest's side and leaned back against the tree.

Jimin and Taehyung were running around the park when Hoseok came. Hoseok yelled the two littles' names and they immediately came running over. After they had hugged him, they went back to playing. Hoseok sat down on the blanket with the other two.

"What's with him?" Hoseok asked, motioning to Jungkook.

Yoongi pointed at Taehyung, who was doing somersaults in the grass. Hoseok laughed and nodded. Jungkook groaned in his sleep and pulled the jacket up to cover his face.

Seokjin and Namjoon came next, taking their places next to the others. Jimin and Taehyung came over to greet them. Jimin kissed both of the elder's cheeks.

Taehyung ran over to Jungkook and snuggled on top of him. Jungkook groaned, but held Taehyung to him nonetheless. Taehyung happily curled up to his side under the jacket and smushed their noses together.

The group of them spent the afternoon together, the couples snuggling each other. Hoseok was the odd one out, so he decided to stick his head across Seokjin's lap, to which the elder had laughed and pet his hair. Hoseok grinned and stretched his legs across Namjoon's lap. Namjoon only shook his head and rested his arms on Hoseok's knees.