Little Space

fat????

Jimin poked himself in the stomach as he stared in the mirror. He pouted and lifted his shirt, tracing where his abs used to be. He grabbed the miniscule amount of fat on his body and teared up. Why had he let this happen? He was lucky if Yoongi found him attractive at all. Jimin sighed and pulled down his shirt, stepping away from the mirror.

Jimin pouted and crossed his arms as he stomped the way to the living room. He plopped himself down on the couch, sulking. Yoongi walked in carrying two plates of chicken and rice with chopsticks. The elder handed one to Jimin and sat down on the couch with his. Yoongi started eating immediately. He eventually looked up at Jimin, who was pushing the food around the plate and watching it.

"Jiminie?" Yoongi asked.

Jimin looked up at him sadly. He hoped Yoongi wouldn't ask questions and just leave him alone. Just this once. "Hm?"

Yoongi tilted his head and swallowed his mouthful. "Are you alright?"

Jimin flashed him a fake smile and nodded. "Yes, hyung. It smells delicious. Thank you."

Yoongi eyed him. "You sure, babe?"

Jimin sighed. "Yes. I'm fine, just not that hungry."

Yoongi nodded and went back to his own plate. Jimin was thankful Yoongi didn't press further. He knew how much Yoongi hated it when he was insecure to the point of hating himself. Yoongi would always scold him for it.

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At dinner, Yoongi offered to eat out. Jimin shook his head with a sad smile, saying he still wasn't that hungry. Yoongi nodded with a quirked mouth and said he would get take out and save some for Jimin if the younger got hungry. Jimin agreed and kissed Yoongi before he left.

While Yoongi was gone, Jimin laid on the couch and pulled up his shirt. He felt his stomach and poked it, sighing as tears sprang to his eyes again. How could anyone love him? Yoongi always said how much he loved Jimin's abs, his cheeks, and his toned thighs. Jimin pulled up one leg and looked at his thigh, which was not as toned as it had been.

Jimin sadly kicked his leg down and flipped onto his stomach, hiding his face in the cushion. He was overwhelmed with the tears that spilled out of him. He didn't hear the apartment door open, didn't hear Yoongi drop the food and sprint to the couch. He barely felt when Yoongi rubbed his back, trying to console him.

Jimin sobbed into his own arms on the couch, trying to take deep breaths. He started punching the couch in anger. Yoongi caught his wrist in the air before he could continue. Yoongi pulled Jimin into his arms, letting him sob into his chest.

Yoongi kissed Jimin's head and held him as he shook. Jimin kept crying just as hard. Yoongi, who hated so much to see his Jimin so sad, closed his eyes to prevent his own tears.

Once Jimin was reduced to a sniffling, coughing mess, Yoongi cupped his cheeks and kissed his forehead. Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's shoulders and sniffled into his neck.

"Jiminie..." Yoongi muttered, his voice rough.

Jimin let out a shaky breath as response.

"What happened?" the elder asked. He brushed through Jimin's hair, doing whatever he could to calm down the younger. Yoongi could feel Jimin's tears dripping onto his neck.

"I'm s-sorry."

"Sorry for what, baby?"

Jimin tried not to cry again. "I got f-fat."

Yoongi pulled him away immediately. "What?" His eyes scanned the younger. "Fucking... Where?!"

Jimin's crying resumed. "What do you mean where?!" He pointed down to his stomach. "D-Do you see abs?! A-And," he pulled up his leg, "my th-thighs are gone t-too!" Jimin cried into his hands.

Yoongi stared at him, eyes wide. "Jimin, I don't even... You're actually the most beautiful person I've ever seen. You're not even remotely... God, Jimin."

Jimin wouldn't meet his eyes. Yoongi tried to lift his head, but Jimin resisted.

"Park Jimin, the love of my entire fucking life, would you please look at me?"

Jimin snapped his eyes up to meet his gaze. His skin was red and puffy around his eyes and his face was blotchy. He looked stunning.

"I have no clue why the hell you're thinking like this, but you're absolutely gorgeous. I can't get over it. Every single time I look at you, I wanna cry because of how pretty you are and how lucky I am to have you."

Jimin sniffled again. His lip quivered and Yoongi was quick to lean down and kiss him. He pulled up Jimin's shirt slowly. Jimin tried to pull away and stop him, but Yoongi lifted it fully and placed his hands on Jimin's stomach.

"What fat? I don't see it. I don't feel it. All I feel is the beautiful tummy of my lovely boy."

Jimin looked away from Yoongi, blushing. "Hyung—"

"Look at your beautiful cheeks. You're so pretty when you blush."

Jimin couldn't help his smile.

"And your beautiful chipped tooth and eye smile. Gosh, it gives me butterflies."

Jimin whined out a small "Daddy" and dropped his face into Yoongi's chest. Yoongi cooed at him and kissed his hair, rubbing Jimin's back. He rubbed another hand across Jimin's beautiful collar.

"I love you so much, baby. You make me so happy. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Jimin smiled into his chest and said, "I love you too, Daddy. So much."