Little Space

wedding dream and leather jacket

Jimin walked down the aisle, tissues crumpled in his palms as he sobbed. His father had his arm linked with him, patting his shoulder. Jimin looked down at his long, white dress and sobbed more. He nearly tripped into one of the aisles but his father kept him in line.

When he stepped in front of Yoongi, he took one look at the elder's grinning face and fell into Yoongi's arms, crying even harder. He felt Yoongi chuckle against him and hold him tighter.

"Shh, Jiminie. It's okay."

A hand in his hair made Jimin flutter his eyelids and shift. He could hear cooing in his ear and he reached a few fingers up to his face. He wiped away tears and scrunched his brow.

"You were crying in your sleep again," Yoongi muttered softly.

Jimin blinked his teary eyes. "I was?"

Yoongi nodded sleepily. "You're pretty when you cry."

"You always say that." Jimin blushed and closed his eyes again. "I dreamt about our wedding."

"You weren't in a dress, were you?" Yoongi asked with a smirk.

Jimin laughed quietly and latched onto Yoongi. "Sadly I was." He kissed Yoongi momentarily, wrapping his legs around the elder. "I'll make you wear the dress. You've got the legs for it."

Yoongi chuckled and kissed Jimin's forehead. "Whatever makes you happy, babe."

~

Yoongi walked into the kitchen, where Jimin was cooking on the stove, and slipped his arms around the younger's waist. He pulled Jimin closer into his chest and swayed them.

"What is it, hyung?" Jimin asked. Yoongi could hear the smile in his voice.

Yoongi kissed behind Jimin's ear. "Do you remember how we met?"

Jimin paused. "Of course I do. Why?"

Yoongi shrugged. "I dunno. It makes me happy to think about." He kissed the shell of Jimin's ear. "Your chubby cheeks were so cute. I miss them."

Jimin reached a hand up to his blushing cheek. "They're not all gone, I just..."

Yoongi laughed lightly and kissed his cheek. "You're cute."

The younger rolled his eyes and looked back down at the food. "So about us meeting?"

Yoongi sighed and leaned onto the younger. "You were adorable in that oversized sweater."

"You wore ripped jeans and a leather jacket. What a dork," Jimin giggled happily, stirring the food inside the pot.

Yoongi laughed. "I looked hot, though."

Jimin nodded. He would be lying if he denied it. "Do you still have that jacket?"

"I think so," Yoongi said. "Why?"

Jimin shrugged this time. "You were hot."

Yoongi hit his shoulder lightly. "Maybe one day I'll wear it again, just for you, babe."

Jimin smiled and scooped up some of the noodles on a spoon. He held it out for Yoongi to try. Yoongi closed his eyes at the taste and hummed.

"It's good and I'm hungry. Hurry up."

Jimin tsked with a shy smile and turned back to the stove.

~

"Hyung! Hurry up, we're gonna be late!" Jimin called, standing by the door with his bag. He huffed and ran his fingers through his hair.

Yoongi came walking towards the door carrying a bag of his own. He grabbed his keys as he walked past a flustered looking Jimin.

"Hyung, what are you...?" Jimin's face was bright red and his eyes were wide.

Yoongi turned around. "Hm? Come on, we'll be late." Yoongi walked out of the apartment, smiling to himself when Jimin couldn't see.

Jimin followed, knowing his face was burning, and locked the apartment behind them.

In the car, Jimin crossed his arms and faced away from Yoongi in fear his cheeks would give him away. He slumped down in his seat with a frown. He couldn't help but shift uncomfortably.

"Not fair," he mumbled, more to the window than to Yoongi.

"What isn't fair?" Yoongi said with a shit-eating grin. He turned the steering wheel as he chuckled to himself lightly. He reached a hand up and tousled his hair, then licked his lips slowly. Yoongi adjusted the leather jacket around his arms.

Jimin glared daggers at him. "Hyung, stop it!"

Yoongi stole a glance at Jimin and smiled. "I dunno what you're talking about, Jimin-ah." He continued biting his lip.

Jimin rolled his eyes. "You're a fucking ass and we're going to Seokjin's and I've got a fucking boner."

Yoongi choked on his own spit. His whole body shook as he laughed. "You don't like it?"

Jimin groaned into his hands. "I fucking love it and it isn't fair that you had to do this as we were leaving." He nearly screamed. "I hate you."

Yoongi patted his thigh. Jimin huffed. Yoongi slowly moved his hand up before Jimin slapped it away.

~

Yoongi and Jimin walked into Seokjin and Namjoon's apartment. Jimin closed the door and left his things in the entranceway before huffing and settling down on the couch. Yoongi grinned and walked over to him, taking a seat as well. Hoseok came over and greeted them, along with Jungkook and Taehyung.

Seokjin came into the living room next and paused. "Yoongi-ah? I haven't seen that jacket in so long."

Jimin covered his face. "Yoongi hyung," he groaned.

Yoongi grinned. "I felt like it was time to wear it again."

Namjoon nodded to Jimin, who was adjusting his legs every few seconds with flushed cheeks. "Jiminie seems to like it."

Jimin's face burned brighter and he kicked in Namjoon's direction. Namjoon laughed and leaned against Hoseok on the floor.

"Daddy is so mean but it's okay because he looks good." Jimin blushed again and looked at his lap with a smile.

Yoongi moved closer to him and threw his arm around the younger's shoulders. "Thanks, baby boy."

Jimin laughed. He leaned closer to Yoongi and held a hand up, blocking his lips from view as he whispered into the elder's ear. "Maybe you can wear it again when I'm big, and we can do the thingy." Jimin moved away and giggled.

It was Yoongi's turn to blush. He hit Jimin's arm playfully. "Behave."

Jimin smirked and got off the couch, skipping over to Taehyung and Hoseok, who were both playing on the other side of the room.