Jimin blinked his eyes open, letting his eyes adjust to the light pouring through the windows. Every part of his body seemed to ache. He looked around, finding the familiar surroundings of his living room. He then looked down, seeing his boyfriend asleep, his head resting on Jimin's hand. Jimin could see the tear stains on his cheeks and the bags under his eyes.Why was Yoongi crying? Jimin sat up gingerly and used his free hand to brush back wisps of hair from Yoongi's face. He liked his hyung with black hair. He looked so much prettier, happier.
Jimin, beginning to lose the feeling in his fingers, attempted to move his hand from under Yoongi's head. The movement caused stinging pain to shoot up his arm, as well as stirring Yoongi. His hyung whimpered softly in his sleep and gripped Jimin's hand, keeping it there.
"Hyung..." Jimin whispered. He lifted Yoongi's sleeping head with his other hand and pulled his left hand away. Turning over his arm, he found a bandage on his wrist. His eyes widened as he remembered the previous events.
"Hyung," Jimin said again. He leaned over to Yoongi and cupped his face, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.
Yoongi blinked slowly, a soft groan erupting from his throat. Jimin smiled at him as he rubbed the elder's cheeks to help him wake up.
"Jiminie?" Yoongi asked, voice raspy.
Jimin nodded his head. "I'm so sorry."
Yoongi shook his head. "I'm sorry. I didn't... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have... I didn't realize..."
Jimin used his left hand to reach up and play with Yoongi's hair. He winced at the sting. Yoongi grabbed his hand and placed it back on the couch. He leaned down and, as softly as he could, kissed the bandage.
"I was the one who..." Jimin gulped. "I c-cut—"
Yoongi shook his head and opened his arms. Jimin slid off the couch and let his boyfriend envelop him in a hug, keeping him as close as he possibly could.
"I'm not mad."
"But it's been so long. I got carried away. I'm sorry." Jimin breathed shakily and hid his face in Yoongi's neck. "Wasn't thinking clearly."
Yoongi cooed at him and played with his hair. "But I'm not mad. It's partially my fault. I'm so sorry, my love. I should have noticed something was wrong. You're not usually so clumsy, or forgetful, or pouty."
Jimin shrugged. Yoongi played with the choker around his neck.
"I also should be punishing you for this, as is our agreement. But..."
Jimin pulled back and looked into Yoongi's eyes. He nodded his head. "Please. I... Yes. Please."
Yoongi lifted a hand to Jimin's cheek and smiled, shaking his head.
Jimin sniffled. "I got better, and then I took a step back. I finally stopped, hyung. And I gave up all that time for... for..."
Yoongi shook his head again. He pulled Jimin back to him and kissed his cheek. "You didn't take a step back at all. I'm still so proud of you."
Jimin sniffled into his shoulder. He lifted his hands up to the back of his neck and fiddled with the clasp of his collar.
"Baby, what are you—"
Jimin pulled off the necklace and tried to put it down, but Yoongi caught his wrist, the good one.
"What are you doing?"
Jimin didn't meet his gaze. He tried to place the necklace down again, but Yoongi kept his hand in place.
"Jiminie, put it on."
Jimin shook his head.
"Why not, baby? I love it so much. I love you so, so much." Yoongi lifted his free hand to wipe the falling tears from Jimin's eyes.
"Don't deserve it," Jimin said quite emptily. It shocked Yoongi. It was a voice he hadn't heard in years, hadn't heard since Jimin was so depressed he couldn't leave the bed.
Yoongi shook his head rapidly and took the collar. He tried to put it around Jimin's neck, but Jimin wasn't meeting his eyes. "Jiminie, baby, look at me."
Jimin slowly looked at Yoongi just as the elder fastened the clasp. The one time he really needed to be able to work one of the stupid shits.
"I love you and this changes nothing. You deserve everything in the entire world. You deserve more than what little I can offer you. I feel so, so lucky to be with you, and something like this isn't going to change any of that. Okay?" Yoongi cupped Jimin's cheeks and made him lean closer to Yoongi's face, making him look Yoongi in the eye. "I love you. I love you so much it hurts. I feel like an idiot because every single time I see you, I grin like a little kid and want to never even leave your side. I love you."
Jimin was crying openly at this point. Yoongi nuzzled his nose against the younger's and closed his eyes, smiling.
"I love you, Jiminie."
Yoongi leaned forward and captured Jimin's lips in a kiss, the younger's tears mixing between their mouths. Jimin kissed Yoongi back softly, feeling the numbness that had settled in his chest become nonexistent.
Yoongi, after pulling away, took his time to admire his boyfriend's beautiful face. "I can't wait until we get married and you're mine."
"Like I'm not yours now, hyung? Ouch." Jimin smiled, his eyes turning into the small crescents Yoongi couldn't get enough of.
Yoongi snorted. "You know what I mean."
Jimin shook his head with a grin. "You know, I don't think I do. I thought I was yours regardless of marriage, Yoon hyung. Damn. This really sucks. I don't know what I'll do—"
Yoongi leaned forward, letting Jimin win his little "argument", and initiated another kiss. Jimin giggled into his mouth before kissing back, letting Yoongi take his time and savoring each moment as well.
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Little Space
Fanfictionlittle!jimin and daddy!yoongi have to go through many different experiences due to their lifestyle, but it only makes them closer along the way this is the original work, as you can see on my AO3 under M_ochiiii. under any other users, it is stolen.