Little Space

born

"He's just sitting there holding the phone, Yoongi-yah. He hasn't moved in two hours." Seokjin sighed and rubbed his forehead. He had been at Yoongi and Jimin's all day while Yoongi went to work. He had the job of watching over Jimin, which he had thought meant Jimin was in little space. Instead, he was left to keep Jimin from going crazy over a phone call.

Yoongi let out a little chuckle. "Hyung, just make sure he doesn't start throwing things. He gets jumpy and angry when he's nervous."

"I hope you don't expect me to stand in the way of anything he throws. I'm not risking this face." Seokjin gestured to his face though he knew Yoongi wouldn't see him.

"Right." Yoongi sighed heavily. Seokjin could tell the younger was exhausted. "Make him green tea with an unhealthy amount of honey. Calm him down for me."

Seokjin agreed. Yoongi was swamped with work, so he let the younger go. He hung up and took a deep breath before walking back into the living room. Jimin was sitting on the couch, phone in hand. He was staring at the electronic intently, barely blinking as his foot tapped impatiently.

Seokjin walked closer to him. "Jimin, honey, watching the phone will only make the time move slower. It's—"

The phone began to ring. Jimin yelped and jumped, nearly dropping the phone. He hit answer and held it to his ear.

"Hello, sir, we'd like to ask you to take part in our survey—"

Jimin yelled. He hit end and threw the phone across the room. Seokjin, surprised, made a soft noise and placed a hand on his chest.

"Park Jimin!"

Jimin looked up at Seokjin and his face softened. "Yeah, hyung?"

Seokjin blinked a few times before he shook his head fondly. "Come here, Yoongi told me to make you tea." He held out his hand for Jimin take, eyebrows raised.

Jimin sighed and took Seokjin's hand, standing up and following the elder to the kitchen. The younger sat in the chair and hid his face in his hands, cheeks still red from anger. Seokjin flitted around the kitchen, mumbling to himself every so often as he complained about their organisation. Jimin tapped his finger on the table, too distracted to pay attention to his hyung.

Just as Seokjin placed the mug in front of Jimin and he wrapped his sweater pawed hands around it, the phone began to ring again. Jimin picked up the kitchen phone, staring at the digital screen.

"Hyung, it's her." Jimin licked his lips and swallowed nervously, visibly shaking.

Seokjin put a hand on Jimin's shoulder. "Then you should answer it."

Jimin shook his head. "I can't. My fingers won't move..."

The elder smiled and took the phone, hitting answer and placing it against Jimin's ear for him. He watched the younger struggle to say anything, so Seokjin nudged him softly.

"Hello?" Jimin stuttered out, biting his nails as he grew even more nervous.

His eyes moved around the kitchen as he listened and Seokjin was beginning to get antsy himself. Seokjin cursed himself softly and pulled the phone away quickly, pressing speaker phone as fast as he could.

"...has been born today! You and Yoongi-ssi can come down and finish the rest of the paperwork. We've already checked your house multiple times, but we like to check once the baby has been fully integrated into your lives as well, so expect more visits from me." Chaeyoung laughed softly. "Oh, and, Jimin-ssi?"

Jimin swallowed, in a daze, and nodded. "Yes?"

Chaeyoung's smile was evident in her voice. "It's a girl."

Jimin gasped, a hand flying up to cover his mouth. He teared up so quickly that he couldn't see the room anymore, could only hear Chaeyoung's voice.

"You can come down to the hospital with Yoongi-ssi and we'll get everything else finished. Congratulations, Jimin-ssi." Chaeyoung hung up and the kitchen was silent once more.

Jimin was frozen, hand over his mouth and tears running down his cheeks. He sniffled softly and Seokjin let out a heavy breath.

"Jimin..."

"A baby girl. Hyung..." Jimin looked up at Seokjin and his bottom lip trembled.

Seokjin grinned. He put his hands on Jimin's cheeks and was nearly bouncing with happiness for him. "A baby girl! Oh my gosh, Jiminie, you have to call Yoongi! You and Yoongi have a baby girl!"

Jimin burst into tears, hiding his face in his hands. He was sobbing heavily and reached out his hands to grab for Seokjin, who went to him immediately. Seokjin rubbed his back and shushed him. The elder picked up his phone and dialed Yoongi's number.

"Jin hyung—"

"Yoongi-ah, you need to come home."

"Shit, okay. Ten minutes." Yoongi hung up and Seokjin put his phone down.

Jimin fell into Seokjin's arms, hiding his face in the elder's neck and sobbing. Seokjin smiled and continued rubbing Jimin's back.

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Yoongi ran into their apartment and released a relieved sigh when he saw Jimin looking unharmed in Seokjin's arms. He walked over to them quickly and Seokjin moved out of his way. Yoongi bent down next to Jimin on the chair and took one of the younger's hands in his.

"Jiminie? What happened? Are you okay?" Yoongi reached a hand up and brushed the tears from Jimin's cheek.

"Ch-Chaeyoung called a-and we're—" Jimin swallowed and wiped his face. "B-Baby girl."

Yoongi's jaw dropped and he looked up at Seokjin for confirmation. The eldest nodded his head. "The baby was born and they're waiting for you two at the hospital."

Yoongi looked back at his husband and his breathing was laboured. "Jinmae." He used his free hand to cover his mouth as he started crying.

Jimin nodded quickly, still borderline sobbing, and slid out of his chair. He sat on Yoongi's lap on the ground and hugged the elder tightly, crying into his shoulder.

Seokjin smiled down at the two of them. He shook his head fondly and put a hand on each of their heads. "I guess I'm driving you two then."

It took a while for the two of them to get off the floor and out of each other's arms. Seokjin led them to his car and let them climb in the backseat, where they cuddled up against each other again.