Little Space

wedding updates

"Hyung, you really think so?" Jimin asked, fidgeting nervously.

"Only... Only if you want to. It might be too soon but... I'm ready when you are." Yoongi pet through his hair, trying to make him comfortable again.

"I want to, and I want to soon. But... is it too fast? I'm worried that..." he trailed off and bit his lip.

"Jiminie, do you want this as much as I do?" Yoongi asked, making Jimin look at him.

Jimin met his eyes with slightly teary ones. "Probably more."

"Then there isn't anything to worry about. Alright? If we both want this, then it's okay."

Jimin nodded and fiddled with the ring on his finger. "I do. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you, hyung."

Yoongi couldn't stop smiling.

~

Seokjin positively squealed, jumping up and down happily. He grabbed onto Namjoon's arm and kept jumping excitedly. Namjoon laughed and put his arms around the elder's shoulders, keeping him on the floor. Hoseok rested his head on Seokjin's shoulder, hugging around Namjoon's waist, and grinned.

Taehyung clapped his hands over his mouth, screaming softly into them. Jungkook gasped and held onto Taehyung, excited as well. Taehyung tried to stay still despite desperately wanting to run around.

Jimin stood in Yoongi's arms, wiping away his tears at his friends' reactions. Yoongi smiled into his neck and rocked them slightly.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it!" Seokjin yelled.

Jimin gave him a look. "Hyung, when we first told you about our engagement, you nearly passed out!"

Seokjin rolled his eyes. "Let me be happy for you! You're getting married soon!"

Jimin giggled and held Yoongi's wrists, whose hands were clutched over his stomach.

Taehyung got out of Jungkook's arms and ran around the room, giggling. "C-Can I be the f-flower boy?! Please, please, p-please, please, p-please?!"

Jimin's demeanor changed as quickly as Taehyung's. "Daddy, can Taehyungie be the flower boy? And Hobi?"

Hoseok snapped his head up, a delighted smile on his features. "Can I?!"

Yoongi smiled and nodded. "Of course. Both of you."

Taehyung ran up to the two and hugged them tightly. Yoongi sputtered from the sudden contact.

"I-I'll be the b-bestest flower boy e-ever, I s-swear!" Taehyung ran back to Jungkook, who caught him with ease and laughed. He was getting better at handling his little, which sparked a little bit of proudness in Yoongi.

"The rest of you are in the wedding party as well," Yoongi said, looking at all of them.

Seokjin could have passed out, but from how happy he was this time. "I'm making the food! You're not wasting money on those stupid caterers!"

Yoongi nodded and hid his face in Jimin's neck again, happy. "Why don't you tell them the date, baby?"

"You already picked a date?!" Namjoon asked, surprised.

Jimin nodded. "We're gonna have it so, so soon! Like, three months!"

Everyone in the room cheered and hugged Yoongi and Jimin. Jimin faced Yoongi and grinned at the happy look on his face. Yoongi linked Jimin's fingers in his, their rings sliding against each other.

"I love you, baby."

"I love you more, Daddy!" Jimin squealed, clutching onto him.

~

Jimin sat on the couch, staring at the screen on his laptop. He didn't know how long he'd been looking online, but he had an idea when Yoongi gave him both lunch and dinner while he was looking nonstop.

"What are you even looking for, Jiminie?" Yoongi asked, tousling Jimin's hair.

Jimin grinned. "Dunno. Just stuff for the wedding."

"Oh? Like what?" Yoongi smiled and kissed Jimin's forehead, earning him the slightest blush from the younger.

"Like flowers and decorations and invites..." Jimin trailed off, holding his mug of tea in his sweater paws. "Everything. Because it has to be absolutely perfect."

Yoongi wasn't sure he could smile wider. "Jiminie, you don't have to spend so much time on this, you know? It'll be perfect, because it'll be our wedding. And it'll be the official day that you're mine forever."

Jimin giggled. "I'm already yours forever, idiot." Yoongi flicked his forehead. Jimin hissed and rubbed the red spot. "It's not my fault you get mushy, hyung."

Yoongi chuckled. "You're the one who made me mushy, Minnie."

Jimin rolled his eyes and went back to scrolling. "Hey, hyung?" he asked after a minute.

Yoongi nodded in his direction, listening.

"There's not gonna be alcohol, just so you won't be... you know. Everyone's gonna be okay with that, too, or else they can fucking leave."

Yoongi met Jimin's eyes with his own widened ones. "Really? You'd do that?"

Jimin nodded. "'Course. It's our wedding."

"Jiminie," Yoongi whined, reaching out with grabby hands. "You're so sweet. Come cuddle me."

Jimin giggled and set down his laptop and tea, scooching over to Yoongi and letting the elder envelop him in his thin, warm arms.