His Pet

10

"Oppa! Toys!" Jiminie squealed as they pulled up to the Lotte Mart Mall.

Jimin could see children coming out with toys galore, and became very eager to join them.

"Calm down, Jiminie." Yoongi smiled, putting Blue and the pacifier in the box.

"Why can't I keep my pacifier in my mouth, Oppa?" Jimin asked, getting out of the car with the older.

"*Because people wouldn't understand.*" Yoongi thought.

"Because I need you to talk to me. I need to know what you want and need, baby boy." the elder spoke.

Jimin nodded his head, signaling that he understood. 

"We are going clothes shopping first." Yoongi stated, looking at the clothes Jimin was wearing.

"Okay." Jimin sighed, earning a chuckle from his Oppa.

The two men went hand-and-hand into the mall, straight to AK Plaza. About 45 minutes after trying on numerous outfits, Jimin came out with a couple bags full of new outfits. He had bought three sweaters: a navy blue, gray, and red one. Yoongi convinced Jimin to get a navy blue jumper, a couple pairs of skinny jeans, and some boxers. They spent over  500,000 won there.

"Mr. Min, you didn't need to take me clothes shopping." Jimin spoke up. 

"Big Jimin, I presume?" Yoongi asked as they walked towards Toys R Us.

Jimin nodded his head, looking at the ground as he bit his lip.

"Do you remember the rule that we agreed on?" Yoongi asked, watching the younger.

"T-tell you everything." Jimin stuttered.

Yoongi stood in front of Jimin, making the younger stop and look up.

"Then, why aren't you telling me what you're thinking?" he asked, lifting Jimin's chin.

"I-I'm not thinking a-about anything." he lied, trying to look away.

"Liar. You're so easy to read, Jimin. You're biting your lip because you want to say something, and you don't know if you should or not. Be a good pet, and tell Oppa what you're thinking." Yoongi said, yanking on Jimin's collar.

"Th-there are too many people. It makes me scared," Jimin whispered, looking anywhere but Yoongi's eyes, "Ma-Mama would l-l-let me hold her hand."

Yoongi looked at the blushing, younger male, "Do you want to hold mine?"

Jimin nodded, and Yoongi let go of the collar.

"Give me your hand, Pet." Yoongi sighed, sticking his hand out.

Jimin grabbed Yoongi's hand before the older could change his mind, and they walked into Toy's R Us.

"Three toys." Yoongi said.

"What?"

"You can get three toys."

Jimin smiled and nodded as he pulled the older with him. Jimin was becoming comfortable with Yoongi even in big space.

It didn't take long before Jimin he had a cart full of toys he wanted.

"I said three, Jimin." Yoongi said, looking at the cart.

"But that's not enough." Jimin whined, entering little space. 

"Don't act up." Yoongi growled.

"I  want them all." he huffed.

"Don't make a scene."

"Oppaaaaaa." he whined.

"I'll choose three things from the cart. Then, we have to go to another store." 

"But, I want lots of toys." he whined, stomping his foot.

A couple of people stopped and stared, making Yoongi feel embarrassed. 

"Park Jimin! Stop acting up." Yoongi hissed.

Yoongi grabbed three toys, dragged Jimin to the checkout , and left.

Yoongi ended up grabbing Jeffrey the Giraffe, Dyno Park Stego, and a Young Love Love Smile Bear (100 cm). He ended up spending 79,400 won. 

"H-hurts." Jimin whispered, inaudible.

"I'm mad at you, Pet." Yoongi growled. dragging the poor boy behind him.

"H-hurts." he whimpered again.

"I'm going to take you to one more store, and you better not misbehave." the mafia leader warned.

Jimin stopped whimpering about how Yoongi was hurting him, and just cried quietly. Yoongi dragged Jimin back into AK Plaza, but to the baby section.

"Grab what you need." Yoongi growled, still holding a tight hold in Jimin's wrist.

Big Jimin was back, but Yoongi didn't realize. Little Jimin couldn't stand the pain. He never could. Little Jimin was just a way for Big Jimin to escape his own mind. 

"Hurry up. I want to get out of here." Yoongi spat.

Jimin didn't like Yoongi anymore.

"Bad man." he whispered to himself, filling the basket with the items he knew the other part of him would need.

The basket was barely filled when they went to checkout. Jimin had grabbed toothpaste, a toothbrush, a juice cup, and a nap quilt. Jimin wanted to go home. Jimin wanted to be away from Yoongi. Jimin just wanted to run away.

"80,700 won is your total." the cashier said as Yoongi handed her his card.

When the two got into the car, Yoongi was already calm, but Jimin still remained silent.

"Are you sure this is all you needed?" Yoongi asked. 

Jimin answered with a nod. 

Yoongi had noticed a lot of things he wanted to get Jimin.

"*Maybe, next time I'm out.*" he thought to himself.

Yoongi watched the boy. Both were silent the entire ride home. When they arrived, Jimin slammed the door and ran inside. The shocked Yoongi grabbed the bags, following the younger.

"Jiminie," Yoongi called,"Jiminie?" 

No answer was given; so Yoongi set the bags down, and went upstairs.

"Jiminie?" he called again.

He turned the knob to their bedroom, only to discover that it was locked.

"Jiminie, unlock this door!" Yoongi yelled.

"Go away!" the voice yelled from the other side of the door.

"Jimin? What's wrong? Open up." Yoongi asked, calmly.

"Go away." Jimin hiccuped.

"*Is he crying?*" Yoongi thought.

"I'm not going to go away until you open this door." Yoongi replied, pulling up a chair.

Jimin stopped paying attention, and decided to call Taehyung.

"T-Taehyungie?" the boy asked.

"Is this Jiminie or Jimin?" the voice on the phone asked.

"Jiminie."

"Ah. What's up, baby boy?"

"I want to go home." he whispered.

"Ask Yoongi to take you guys home." 

"I'm at his house. I don't want to be here.I wanna go home. I don't like him anymore."

"Why not, Jiminie?" 

"He hurt me," the boy cried, "Big me took over and Oppa hurt him, too."

"I'll be right there."