Little Space

(s)mall trip [get it its a pun okay bye]

"Ji-Jiminie — would you — stop!" Yoongi complained as Jimin kept piling up the clothes in the elder's arms. Yoongi knew it was a bad idea to go to the mall with him. He was always forced to be the younger's shopping cart.

Jimin just laughed and put three more shirts on the growing pile. "You came along willingly."

Yoongi groaned. "Whatever. Just go try this shit on. My arms are cramping."

"You've literally been holding it for like five minutes." Jimin turned to find the changing rooms.

"They started cramping thirty seconds in," Yoongi justified quietly as he reluctantly followed the younger.

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"Okay, but why do I have to hold your shit?" Yoongi asked. They were now walking through the mall, Yoongi holding every bag except for the smallest one, which was in Jimin's hands.

"I have small hands, hyung." Yoongi rolled his eyes and Jimin kissed his cheek. "You're very sweet for putting up with me."

"What else am I supposed to do?" Yoongi mumbled. "You're lucky I love you."

"I know," Jimin giggled. He grinned at Yoongi, who just rolled his eyes again.

"Hold this, hyung." Jimin handed Yoongi his bag. "I'm going to the bathroom."

Yoongi grabbed the bag and whined in the back of his throat. "Yeah, yeah. Just go." Jimin gave him another kiss.

Jimin skipped away to the bathrooms. Yoongi walked over to a provided chair and put the bags down, stretching out his back. He yawned, then jumped when someone touched his shoulder.

He whipped around, facing a slightly taller male. Yoongi, once he realized who it was, smiled excitedly.

"Yoongi hyung!" Kihyun yelled. He pulled Yoongi into a tight hug.

"Hey, Kihyun-ah." Yoongi closed his eyes as he hugged Kihyun back with a soft grin.

Jimin walked out of the bathroom, looking for Yoongi. He spotted his strawberry hair as the other man pulled away from the hug and kissed Yoongi's cheek. Jimin froze, the smile falling from his face. His eyes darted around sadly and he dropped his head as he walked back towards the bathroom, hoping Yoongi hadn't seen him.

"What are you doing here, hyung? I haven't seen you in forever!" Kihyun said.

"Ugh," he muttered as he wiped his cheek. One side of his mouth moved into a smile when Kihyun chuckled at the action. "I'm here with my boyfriend. What've you been up to?"

"I'm just getting — wait, boyfriend? Ooh, who's the lucky guy? He's here? Where is he?" Kihyun looked around, trying to find someone. "I want to meet him!"

"He's in the bathroom. How's your music going?" Yoongi rubbed his arm with his opposite hand, hoping Jimin would return soon. Kihyun was nice, but Yoongi wasn't really good at talking to people like this, regardless of how long he had known them.

"It's going great! I just finished a few more songs, along with some for a partner of mine. Yours?" Kihyun asked.

Yoongi shrugged. "As good as expected."

"That's so good, Yoongi hyung. It was so great to see you. I missed you so much. Text me more, alright? We'll work on music together."

Yoongi nodded, smiling a bit. "That actually sounds really good. I will."

Kihyun smiled and patted his shoulder. "Talk to you later, hyung." He walked off with a wave.

Yoongi waved back before awkwardly returning back to his seat. He sat down beside the bags and pulled out his phone.

After about ten more minutes, Yoongi was growing worried. He got up, not caring enough about the bags to bring them. He walked down a little hallway to the bathrooms.

"Jiminie?" he called as he walked inside. He looked around, seeing all of the stalls open. For a public restroom, it was unbelievably empty. He crouched down and looked under the sinks.

Jimin was curled into a ball, head in his knees under the ceramic sinks. Yoongi walked over to him and crouched in front of the younger, one hand on the sink to support him.

"Jimin, baby, what's wrong?" Yoongi asked, reaching out his other hand to rub Jimin's leg.

Jimin shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't meeting Yoongi's eyes. Yoongi bit his lip nervously.

"Come on, Jiminie. Come out from under there and we can talk." Yoongi tried his best to coerce his boyfriend, but Jimin wasn't falling for it.

"I don't wanna talk, Daddy," Jimin mumbled, his knees muffling his words. Yoongi's face dropped further at the highness of his voice.

Yoongi sat on the floor in front of him. "How can Daddy help if you don't talk?"

Jimin shrugged again.

"Baby, give me your hand."

Jimin reluctantly reached out his hand to Yoongi.

"There you go, baby boy. Come on out." Yoongi helped Jimin get out from under the sinks and pulled him up.

Yoongi helped him stand steadily by holding his waist. Jimin kept his gaze down, avoiding Yoongi's eyes still.

"Will you look at me, button?" Yoongi held Jimin's cheeks in his palms.

Jimin looked up at him, searching his eyes curiously. There were tears swimming in the corners and Yoongi could feel his heart beginning to ache.

"What's wrong, Jimin?"

Jimin's lip trembled before gathered the courage to speak. "Daddy hugged someone that wasn't Jiminie or Taetae or Kookie or Seokjin or... and they kissed Daddy and..."

Yoongi hung his head as he finally understood. "Baby, that was just Kihyun."

"K-Kihyun?" Jimin asked, eyes wide. He tilted his head.

"Yoo Kihyun. I've known him for a few years now. We went to school together and we were close. Kinda lost touch. That's it, baby. I promise." Yoongi brushed Jimin's hair behind his ear.

"Why did he kiss Daddy then?"

"That kid's affectionate as all hell with me. He once threw confetti at me in class, too."

Jimin giggled at that. Yoongi smiled and kissed Jimin's smiley lips gently.

"Let's go home, okay? Daddy wants to cuddle his little one."

Jimin nodded and hugged Yoongi tightly, breathing in his comforting scent. Yoongi led him out to the chair and picked up their bags. Jimin even carried some too. Yoongi threw his arm over Jimin's shoulder, keeping him close as they walked from the mall.