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yoongi was sipping his coffee as he typed up what was hopefully lyrics he could use for later.

he had put jimin in bed for an afternoon nap and was waiting for the little to rush down the stairs and greet him.

yoongi sighed as he checked the time and realized over two hours had passed and decided to check on jimin, himself.

"minie? you awake?" yoongi called out gently as he reached the top of the stairs.

strangely, he received no giggle of reply and immediately felt a bubble of worry settle itself in his chest.

"baby?" yoongi opened the door to jimin's room and to his surprise, the little wasn't there.

as panic spread throughout him slowly, he rushed to his own bedroom only to sigh out a breath of relief.

he found jimin squished between the pillows on his bed, thumb placed innocently between his parted lips.

mr. fludoofles was being tightly squeezed as jimin's right arm hugged her soft body.

yoongi cooed at the sight of his baby and began to climb onto the bed, resting himself next to jimin.

from the feeling of a weight being shifted onto the mattress, jimin opened his eyes in a daze.

"dada?" he cried out in hopes of a response.

yoongi hummed a soft reply of "good evening, petal" and pressed his chest against the now awake boy.

"'addy," jimin sighed in relief," minie missed you 'ile sweepwing."

the little turned his body to face yoongi and giggled as they met eyes.

"daddy so pwetty," jimin murmured.

yoongi chuckled and pecked the tip of his nose, finding the compliment rather heart warming.

"thank you, baby. you certaintly aren't pretty," yoongi replied.

jimin gasped as he tilted his head to indicate how he felt offended.

"minie sad," jimin huffed as he turned the other way.

yoongi placed his arms around jimin's  small waist and pulled him close to his own chest.

"minie isn't pretty, my baby is absolutely beautiful," yoongi whispered into the little's ears.

jimin squirmed and turned to face yoongi again.

"weally?" his eyes sparkled.

"mhm."

"minie no' mad any'ore," jimin answered contently as he shoved his blushing face into the older's chest.

a calm atmosphere had settled in the room and yoongi decided he wanted to confess something to big jimin when the time came.

soon the room grew darker from the sun beginning to set early and the two made their way into the kitchen for dinner, hand in hand.

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I don't think I'll put a storyline to this book? like angst or some major plot twist sooo

comment here some future scenarios you wanna see in this book!