Little Space

night before

Yoongi was shaking. His whole body, nonstop, shook to the point where he couldn't even hold a glass of water without spilling it. His mind wouldn't focus. Yoongi wasn't sure if he was even breathing anymore. If he was breathing, it certainly wasn't regular.

"Hyung. Yoongi hyung," Hoseok tried. He was waving his hand in front of Yoongi's face. The elder wasn't responding, he was simply staring into space.

Hoseok snorted. "Is that Park Jimin shirtless?"

Yoongi snapped out of his thoughts and whipped his head around as if in search of something. "What? Where?"

Hoseok burst into laughter, pointing at Yoongi. Namjoon joined in. Seokjin shook his head and pat Yoongi on the back.

"Yoongi-yah, it's alright. It's gonna be fine."

Yoongi put his head in his hands and rubbed his temples. "Jesus Christ, I'm not ready. It's too soon, isn't it?"

Seokjin tousled his hair. "You're ready, you know you are."

"I'm gonna puke."

Hoseok grinned. "Would you stop worrying and have some fun? This is your bachelor party."

Namjoon took a sip of his drink. Seokjin stood up and grabbed the collar of Namjoon's shirt. "We're actually gonna go dance and have fun."

Namjoon grinned and slung his arm around Seokjin's shoulders, leading him to the dance floor. Yoongi put his elbow on the table and supported his chin, pouting. Hoseok rubbed his back.

"Hyung, you still breathing?"

"Sadly."

Hoseok snorted. "What are you so worried about? This is your last night of freedom."

Yoongi smiled and shook his head. "I haven't had 'freedom' for years, Seokseok. I'm just nervous."

Hoseok grinned and sat down. "He loves you."

"I love him."

"Then stop worrying and go dance with your almost-husband."

Yoongi turned his head to the other side of the club where Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin were all laughing around a cake. Taehyung smudged some of the cake on Jimin's nose and laughed so hard he fell out of the chair. Jungkook pointed at Taehyung and laughed, falling into Jimin's arms. Yoongi found himself grinning, watching his fiancé laugh with his head back, whole body shaking happily, a stark contrast to Yoongi's current body language.

Yoongi nodded and stood up. He smiled at Hoseok for a second before making his way towards the youngest three's table. Yoongi was sure he bumped into way too many people as he moved past the mass of bodies, but he couldn't find it in himself to care when Jimin looked as pretty as he did with his white-blond hair and eyesmile.

When Yoongi was a few steps away from the table, Jimin looked up and met his eyes. Jimin grinned beautifully, reaching out his arms toward Yoongi. Yoongi would have normally thought nothing of the action, but Jimin started making grabby hands.

Yoongi furrowed his brow and linked his hands with Jimin's, kissing his forehead. "Jimin-ah?"

Jimin threw his arms around Yoongi's neck, nuzzling his cheek against the elder's. "Daddy," he muttered.

Yoongi smiled softly, rubbing Jimin's back. "Baby, we're at a club."

"And I saw Daddy and got super happy."

Yoongi laughed a bit and he felt Jimin giggle slightly.

"Jiminie baby, you gotta stay big here. It's..." Yoongi glanced around the club. Everywhere he looked, there were couples making out and grinding on each other. "It's not for tiny you."

Jimin nodded. "I know that, Daddy. I just love you so much is all. I can be big."

Yoongi kissed his cheek. "I love you too."

Jimin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He sighed, smiling. "Can we dance, hyung?"

Yoongi pulled away to look at Jimin's face. "Are you crazy?"

Jimin furrowed his brow. "Huh?"

"My beautiful, talented, and amazing dancer fiancée expects me to dance with him? Jimin-ah, I look like a fucking grandpa trying to dance next to you."

Jimin giggled, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth as he laughed. He looked at Yoongi adoringly, his eyes squinting. "Please, hyung?"

Yoongi rolled his eyes and linked his fingers with Jimin's. "Just because I love you and we're getting married tomorrow."

Jimin made an excited noise and pulled Yoongi with him to the dance floor.

~

Yoongi was sitting on the edge of the couch cushion with Jimin on the floor between his legs. The elder was brushing Jimin's hair, getting out each knot carefully. Jimin hummed and closed his eyes as he smiled.

While Yoongi was holding his head still, Jimin reached out for something on the table. He wasn't able to reach, so he whined under his breath. Yoongi perked up and saw his hand out, making grabby hands at the baby blue pacifier.

Yoongi grinned and pushed against his back lightly, helping Jimin to reach it. The little grabbed the pacifier and popped it into his mouth. Jimin moved back between Yoongi's legs and tilted his head to look up at Yoongi with a smile.

"Thank you!" he squealed, words muffled and his eyesmile bright as ever.

Yoongi chuckled softly. "You're welcome, little one."

Jimin put his head back down, letting Yoongi continue. He hummed along happily to a song Yoongi didn't know the name of. He smiled fondly, brushing through the knotted mess of Jimin's hair.

When he was done, Jimin leaned back again, looking up at Yoongi like he was asking for something. Yoongi lifted his eyebrows. Jimin reached up for Yoongi, pulling him down. The elder smiled and kissed his forehead, then nose. Yoongi moved the pacifier for a second to kiss his lips, then gave it back immediately.

Jimin was blushing as he said, "Daddy."

"Yes, Jiminie baby?"

"Daddy," the younger said again.

"Yes, my love?"

Jimin giggled. "Daddy."

"Yes, baby boy?"

"Daddy."

"Yes, sweetheart?"

Jimin giggled again, hiding his mouth with his hand. "Daddy!"

"Yes, little prince?"

Jimin moved up, getting onto Yoongi's lap, facing him. He snuggled into his chest. "Mmm, Love you, Daddy." Yoongi died a little inside. Who allowed Jimin to be so cute?

"I love you too, baby." Yoongi said, holding him tightly and pressing kisses all over the younger's face.