Jimin woke up during the middle of the night quite suddenly, blinking to clear his head. Something had jerked him awake and he wasn't quite sure what it was. Looking around, he saw one of his hands intertwined with Yoongi's under the blanket and his husband asleep next to him. Syub was sleeping sprawled out on the end of their bed as usual, the moonlight slipping through the window making his white fur shine.
Jimin shook his head and rubbed at his face, grogginess taking over his sleepy state. He checked the clock — 3 am — and looked back down at his blanket. His throat was exceptionally dry, so he slipped out from under the covers, careful to not disturb his husband, and put on a pair of Yoongi's slippers.
The hallway was dark, as was expected, as Jimin shuffled towards the kitchen. Syub was following behind him now, staying close to Jimin's heels. Jimin reached the kitchen and turned on the light to find a glass.
Jimin jumped up on the counter with his glass and let Syub brush against his feet affectionately. The water wasn't helping the dryness in his throat and he was aware of his breathing in the back of his mind.
The sound of his breathing took over his ears and he wasn't able to hear Syub's kitty bell any longer. He started sweating in just Yoongi's shirt and his boxers, so he brushed a hand through his hair and put the glass against his forehead.
His limbs were beginning to tingle. He could feel everything, but only to a certain extent. His breathing picked up, his mind flooding with strange thoughts.
"Yoongi hyung," he croaked, barely a whisper. It was getting harder to breathe regardless of how quick it was.
A rush of adrenaline spread through him, and the immediate nausea in his stomach made him double over. His vision was blurring in and out at this point. Jimin tried to get down from the counter, but he lost his balance and was left gripping the counter.
Syub was watching him from the floor, his tail swishing along the tile. He meowed softly, surprised when Jimin didn't give him attention. The cat meowed again, louder this time.
Jimin was panting. He couldn't see, couldn't breathe, couldn't call out for Yoongi. Subconscious thoughts slipped into his fuzzy mind — thoughts of worthlessness, weight gain, embarrassment. How could Yoongi love him like this? Why did he deserve any of it? He didn't. Yoongi should just get rid of him. There was no reason as to why—
"Jimin." Yoongi grabbed the younger's arms to keep him upright. "Jimin, what's wrong?"
Jimin couldn't stop shaking. His clothes were sticking to his skin, his hair messy, his eyes squeezed as tightly as they could be. He couldn't hear Yoongi well, could only feel him slightly.
"Jimin, honey, I need you to breathe."
Jimin panted, his hands searching for purchase on Yoongi's shoulders. His nails were slicing into his husband's milky skin, leaving red trails.
"H-Hyung?" Jimin gasped.
"I'm here. It's me," Yoongi said. He hugged Jimin tightly, grounding him. "Breathe, okay?"
Jimin shook his head quickly. "G-Go away. I-I, I don't—"
"Jiminie." Yoongi pressed a kiss to the side of Jimin's head. "Calm down, honey. I'm not leaving you."
"N-No, I d-don't deserve it, hyung. S-Stop." Jimin started bawling his eyes out, he knees giving out. Yoongi kept him up.
"Jiminie. My baby, right? My Jiminie. Daddy's." Yoongi kept his voice unwavering, whispering the words close to his ear.
"N-No! I-I'm not—"
"Daddy's perfect prince. Mine. Right? My baby."
Jimin let out a shaky breath, everything beginning to slow down. He looked up at Yoongi with wide, sad eyes and let out a whimpering, "Daddy."
"It's okay, baby. Shh, it's okay. It's just a panic attack." Yoongi held him in a bone-crushing hug. "It's okay, I'm here."
Jimin started sobbing into Yoongi's shirt. "D-Daddy, I d-don't know w-what's wrong," he gasped, his nails nearly ripping the clothing.
"It's okay, it's okay. Hey, you're fine, Jiminie. Everything's okay. No need to worry."
Jimin let his breathing slow and he gazed up at Yoongi. "D-Daddy?"
Yoongi smiled. "Hey there." He kissed Jimin's forehead. "You okay?"
Jimin made a soft sound. "Daddy..." He sniffled and his eyes widened.
"Alright. Come on, little prince." Yoongi bent down and picked Jimin up. Jimin clung to him and babbled softly.
"How are you feelin'? Sippy cup or bottle?"
Jimin cooed a bit at the mention of his bottle. He nodded his head quickly. "Bo'-le."
Yoongi chuckled and put Jimin on the counter. Jimin wrapped his legs around Yoongi's waist when he got too close, but Yoongi let him since he was still able to reach the microwave.
"How — How Daddy f-fin'...?"
Yoongi put his hands on Jimin's thighs. "How'd Daddy find you?" Jimin nodded and Yoongi smiled sadly. "Syubbie was being loud and meowing. I guess he was scared for you, too."
Jimin giggled. "Syubbie."
Yoongi smiled and turned his head towards the floor where the cat was still sitting. He reached over and picked up the kitten, putting him in Jimin's lap.
"Syubbie!"
The cat nuzzled his face all over Jimin's.
Yoongi held Jimin's warmed bottle up to him and the little tried to take it, but fumbled. Yoongi just smiled and picked the younger up to carry him to the bedroom.
Yoongi put Jimin on the bed and laid next to him, propping his head up with his elbow. Jimin opened his mouth, asking for the bottle, and Yoongi put it between his lips.
Jimin made another sound, making Yoongi giggle. The elder felt himself falling asleep and closed his eyes. When he opened them again a few minutes later, Jimin was lightly chewing on the rubber.
"Alright," Yoongi sighed. He put the bottle down and picked up Jimin's favourite pacifier. Jimin gasped when he saw it and Yoongi laughed before putting it in the little's mouth.
Jimin cooed and cuddled up to Yoongi. "T'ank you."
Yoongi squealed and kissing Jimin's forehead. "I love you, baby. Go to sleep now. We can talk in the morning."
"Okay..." Jimin slipped his hands around Yoongi's waist and closed his eyes.
Yoongi watched him until he was sure Jimin was asleep. He kissed Jimin's forehead, then nose, then cheek before sighing and letting himself fall asleep in Jimin's embrace.
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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.
