Little Space

he's gone?

"You alright if I leave?" Yoongi asked, kissing Jimin's head.

Jimin nodded up at him. "Yes, hyung. You can go to the store."

Yoongi smiled, staring fondly at Jimin. "I love you."

Jimin giggled, hiding his beautiful smile behind a sweater paw. "Love you too."

Yoongi kissed him before he left, waving from the door. Jimin laid down on the couch and scrolled on his computer, going through his Tumblr feed.

He never did this while Yoongi was home. Jimin liked the quiet as he scrolled through every regression blog ever, smiling to himself at how warm it made him feel.

He didn't even realize how he had slipped in until he laughed at a post, and his laugh came out high pitched. Upon hearing it, Jimin giggled more and put his head on the couch with a grin.

Somewhere in his mind, Jimin knew he should call Yoongi. When he picked up his phone, he fumbled with it. He couldn't figure out how to operate anything, so he shrugged and put his phone back down.

Jimin couldn't bring himself to read anymore. He shut his laptop and got up. Jimin gasped when he found his elephant nowhere around him, so he quickly ran to the bedroom.

Jimin jumped on the bed and giggled to himself, clutching Hope. He burrowed his face into the baby blue fur and grinned at how much it smelled like both Yoongi and him. Jimin ran to the dresser and grabbed his favourite choker, the baby blue with white lace, and secured it around his neck.

Jimin's stomach growled and he pouted. "Daddy~!" he called. When no one answered, he pouted more. "Daddy!"

Jimin got up and held Hope to his chest as he walked down the hallway. "Daddy," he called out a few times.

After searching the whole house, Jimin stomped his foot. Yoongi wasn't here. His Daddy left him. Jimin pouted and fell to the floor, sitting criss cross on the cold wood. He turned Hope around in his arms so he could see the elephant's face and Jimin quirked his mouth to the side.

"Daddy not here, Hopie." Jimin let out a deep breath. "Where Daddy?"

Hope offered him no answer.

Jimin pouted more and looked around the room. "Why Daddy leave?"

With a small sniffle, Jimin pulled himself up from the floor and went into the kitchen. He struggled to pull open the fridge and once he looked inside, he whined. All the food in there was packed away and nothing looked... colourful.

Tears started to well up in Jimin's eyes. Jimin slammed the refrigerator door shut and he looked around the kitchen. All counters and the table were void of food or drink. Yoongi had left him without anything like he usually would.

The little made his way back over to the couch, thinking a show would distract him long enough for Yoongi to come back, if he ever did. He fumbled with the remote and couldn't figure any of the buttons out. He slammed the remote back down onto the table and curled up on himself.

The longer Jimin was alone like this, the younger he seemed to feel. He was all alone, save for Syub. The kitten was hiding somewhere in the apartment that had seemed to get bigger without Yoongi there with Jimin.

Jimin looked outside the living room window just as a certain car pulled into the parking lot. He gasped and ran to the door, but only stared at the lock. It looked like an impossible mess of chains and twists, so Jimin shied away from it and sat down on the floor. He stared up at the locks with his head tilted, his teeth biting into his lower lip.

There was the sound of keys being turned in the lock and Yoongi opened the door, taking one step inside before freezing. Jimin was sitting on the floor, staring up at him with wide eyes and messy hair. Yoongi blinked and tilted his head. Jimin followed the motion before grinning up at him.

"Jiminie?" Yoongi asked. He closed the door behind him and took off his jacket, placing it on the hook by the door. He placed the bags down as well and squatted so he was eye level with the younger. "What are you doin' on the floor, pumpkin?"

Jimin laughed a little. "Umm..."

"C'mon." Yoongi reached out his hands and helped the little up. Jimin clung to him tightly, nuzzling his face straight against Yoongi's cheek. "What were you doing?"

Jimin shrugged. "Thought Daddy left me."

Yoongi bent down slightly and picked Jimin up, carrying the younger on his hip. "And why would Daddy leave you, hm?"

Jimin pouted. "Because Diminie was home aaaall alone and Daddy wasn't here."

Yoongi carried the little to the kitchen and placed him on the counter. "Daddy went to the store to get you food, baby."

Jimin swung his feet a bit. "Oh."

Yoongi smiled and went to grab the bags he had left by the door. He started putting away the groceries as he kept an eye on Jimin.

"I knew my prince had run out of some of his favourites, so I ran out to get them. I'd never leave you." Yoongi walked over to Jimin and kissed his forehead.

Jimin smiled and leaned his head against Yoongi's shoulder. "Hungry, Daddy."

"Alright, love." Yoongi kissed his temple. "I'll cook you something."

Jimin giggled and leaned back, resting his head against the cabinets. Suddenly, he gasped and looked at Yoongi. "Daddy! Daddy'll never guess what!"

Yoongi chuckled. "What is it, baby?"

Jimin squealed. "Couldn't find — um — Hopie so — so I went to the bedroom and — and I found him and Hopie smells jus' like Daddy."

"Yeah?" Yoongi smiled, beginning to place a pan on the stove.

"Yeah! Daddy sleeps with Hopie?"

"Well, of course. You sleep with him, right? I cuddle you. Why wouldn't he smell like me?" Yoongi chuckled and got out the rest of the ingredients he needed.

Jimin giggled. "Oh yeah." As he watched Yoongi cook, he pouted again. "Really thought Daddy left. And — And I couldn't — the phone work weird."

Yoongi smiled and moved over to him, kissing his nose. "It's fine. I'm home now, aren't I?"

Jimin nodded. "Mhm."

"Are you hurt?"

Jimin shook his head. "Mnm."

"Then where's the problem?" Yoongi grinned and rubbed circles on Jimin's hips.

Jimin giggled and shrugged. "I 'unno."

Yoongi kissed him softly. "Love you, alright?"

"Love you too!" Jimin eskimo kissed Yoongi. "We get ice cream t'night?"

Yoongi nodded. "Sure thing, sweetie. I'd love to."

Jimin squealed and latched around Yoongi's neck. Yoongi kissed his head and tousled his hair, then moved back to the stove. Jimin kept swinging his feet and he hummed to himself, watching as Yoongi finished dinner.