ONESHOTS - BTS.

TATTOOED LOVE - YOONMIN.

request made by: dehstructed !
includes: little space, little!yoongi and daddy!jimin, fluff.

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"daddy!" an excited yoongi runs up to a tired jimin, who had just returned from an even exhausting day at work. "hey, baby," he coos, smiling as he embraces his boyfriend in a hug.

the little attaches himself completely to his caretaker, not wanting to let go. jimin simply chuckles at his behaviour, ruffling the elder's blonde hair, stepping further inside the apartment and into the living room to relax on the couch; the little still attached to him.

"baby, why don't you sit here and watch some cartoons while i go wash my hands, hm?" the younger suggests, feeling a little shocked when the blonde shakes his head in rejection. yoongi never says no to cartoons. "want to stay with dada," he mumbles, pulling jimin closer to him and snuggling deeper into his chest.

the brunette sighs, telling yoongi to jump up, letting him wrap his legs around his waist and his arms around his neck. he leads them into the bathroom, trying to get the elder to leave his embrace and sit on the counter while he washes the day's hard work off of his hands.

he finally manages to persuade his boyfriend, quickly washing his hands all the while the little stares at him with needy eyes. as soon as he wipes his hands dry on the towel, the elder latches himself back onto jimin, the younger once again having to carry him to the kitchen.

"what's got you so clingy?" jimin mutters more so to himself. "have you had din-" before he can complete his sentence, though, the sound of grumbling fills the once silent apartment, successfully answering his question. "and by that, i'm guessing you haven't," the younger laughs, pecking yoongi's forehead as the latter looks away with red cheeks.

"dun make fun of yoonie!" the little huffs, crossing his arms to add to the act of his anger. "aw, daddy's sorry. do you forgive daddy?" jimin crouches down to reach yoongi, who's now sitting in his special chair which prevents him from causing disasters in the kitchen.

the blonde brings a hand up to his face, finger tapping against his soft cheek to show that he was thinking. "if daddy give yoonie nuggies, daddy forgifen!" the caretaker smiles fondly, leaning forward to press a sweet kiss to the little's forehead. "of course. anything for my baby."

handing to yoongi mr. snuffles, his favourite plushie, jimin turns towards the stove, quickly whipping up some nuggets for his baby and some stew for himself. he places the nuggets onto a plastic plate, pushing it towards the little as he grabs his own plate and bowl, settling down next to him.

"ketchy! ketchy!" yoongi mumbles with a mouth full of nuggets, crumbs flying everywhere. "baby, what have i told you about speaking while eating?" jimin chastises, taking the bottle of ketchup from the table and pouring a small amount on the little's plate. "fenk you, daddy!"

the brunette smiles, stroking the elder's hair before concentrating on his food, occasionally checking up on yoongi and wiping the food from his face.

after dinner, jimin changes the little into his pyjamas after washing himself and the latter up. the two were now seated in the living room, cuddled into each other as they watched the movie playing on the screen in a comfortable silence.

"jimin?" the said man hums, turning his head to look at his boyfriend once he registers that the latter was no longer in little space. "yes, babe? something wrong?"

"no," the elder replies, looking down at his hands. jimin sighs, switching of the television and takes the blonde's large, being hands into his own, smaller ones. "i know something's bothering you, sweetheart. we won't be able to solve it unless you tell me," he persists, smiling down at the other with encouragement.

yoongi takes a deep breath, finally saying,

"i want to get a tattoo."

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"are you sure? once this is on you, there's no going back," jimin asks one more time, still not over the request his boyfriend had made a few days back.

the two were at his workplace, yoongi seated on a cushioned bench while jimin sat on a stool, next to a bunch of machines and other materials. "yes, i'm sure. why would i ask if i wasn't?" the elder replies, arm reaching out to caress the younger's sleeve tattoo.

"okay, but are you sure-"

"yes, i'm sure, for fucks sake!"

"okay, jeez, calm down." jimin mumbles, raising his hands up in defence. "you ready?" he asks, tattoo machine in hand. he brings it closer to yoongi's skin when the latter nods, saying one last thing before pressing it into his collarbone, "this is gonna hurt."

half an hour or so later, sat a half naked yoongi and a proud looking jimin. "do you want to check it out?" the younger questions, eyes sparkling with excitement. "why would i get it if i wouldn't want to see it?" the elder retorts, smiling slightly when he's pushed in front of a mirror.

"do you like it?" the brunette inquires, his expression hopeful.

yoongi brings a hand up to collarbone, fingers feathering over the musical notes which spelled out his boyfriend's name.

"i love it!" the man squeals, turning to hug his younger boyfriend. "woah, easy there. you might not want to-" he's shut up when yoongi bring up his fingers to the other's lips, caressing his face with the most adorable face and the most loving eyes peering at him.

"i love it, but i love you more."

okay woah i think it wasn't as good but eh
btw the tattoo yg got was a bunch of musical notes which spelled out 'jimin'
idk if that actually happens but hey! it's a fic!
p.s: not proofread