Little Secrets

Pacifiers and blankets

Jimin had the urge to go to the dance studio today, meeting up with Jungkook and Hoseok. He was hastily packing his bag, Yoongi had enough of it.

"Calm down and i'll drive you, damn Jimin... it's 8 in the morning."
Jimin smiles and carries on packing his bag, swinging it over his shoulder and happily swaying his hips while walking off to the living room. The elder groans and covers his head with a pillow and turns around in the bed sheets.

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"Hobi!"
Jimin yells in a singing voice and runs towards the sunshine, hugging his waist while Yoongi carries his bag and yawns.

"You've been dragged along too?"
Taehyung places his hand on the elder's shoulder, rubbing the sleeve of his shirt against his right eye.
Yoongi nods, throwing the bag in a corner and laying down on the couch at the left side of the studio. Taehyung lifts Yoongi's legs to slide his body underneath them, the elders feet resting on his lap.

"Save us.."
Yoongi rolls his eyes, not wanting to deal with these two in the early morning.

Jungkook and Jimin started screaming while they are waiting for Hoseok, who's late.. again.
"For fucks sake..."
Yoongi stands up and walks towards Jimin, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and slamming his lips on the younger's, shutting him up immediately.

Jungkook squeals when Tae wraps his arms around his waist from behind and kisses his neck.

"Woah! No fucking in my studio!"
Hoseok drops his bag, walking up to the couples.

"If you weren't late again they wouldn't have been screaming like kids at fucking 9 in the morning."
Yoongi glares at Hoseok, raising one eyebrow.

"Touché."

-
Yoongi could watch Jimin dance for hours and hours and hours, he enjoyed the younger having fun with his friends and relaxing.
"Hyung?"
Jimin grabs Yoongi's hand, swaying it back and forth.

"Hmm... you're planning something aren't you."
Yoongi touches the younger's nose softly, making him giggle.

"Dance with us, please?"
Yoongi's throat went dry, no way he's going to embarrass himself in front of his friends and the love of his life.

"N-no, Jiminie. I can't dance, go and have fun with Gguk."
Yoongi swats his butt softly and points towards the other two Maknae's.

"But TaeTae dances with us too."
Jimin whines and stomps his feet once, balling his little fists before pouting and crossing his arms. Yoongi sighs, debating on wether or not he should join.
"I'll teach you the choreography, i pwomise."
His excitement made his words slip, his regression coming up. The boy quickly palms his mouth, hoping that Yoongi hadn't heard that.

".. would it make you happy, bub?"
Jimin nods, almost aggressively.
"Fine.."
Jimin squeals and grabs his hand again, pulling him up from the couch and towards the center in front of the mirrors.

"Okay, just copy my steps."
Jimin's little hands hold Yoongi's bigger ones, guiding him through the choreography.
"Oh my god! Good job!"

-
Jimin: proud.
Yoongi: drained.

The elder can't believe how Jimin can dance all day , go to sleep, wake up and dance again. That shit drains you!

"Come on Yoon!"
Jimin pulls at the elder's arm, trying to get him off of the couch in the living room.

"N-no!"
Yoongi whines, shocking Jimin.

"Since when are you so cute?! Oh my god!"
Jimin squishes the elder's cheeks and kisses them softly. Yoongi scoffs and wraps his arms around a pillow.

"I'm not cute!"
He scrunches his nose and glares at Jimin, who's just cooeing at his boyfriend.

"Yea you are."

Jimin couldn't get the boy off of the couch, he tried sitting on his back, pulling his arms ans legs and even ordering pizza and his favorite vanilla red velvet pie. Eventually they both fell asleep in each other's arms while laying on the couch.

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"Yoonie?"
Jimin softly shakes the elders shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Hm? What is it Jiminie."
The younger softly plays with the hem of Yoongi's shirt.
"Come on, tell me."
Yoongi's voice sounds soft while Jimin tries to climb onto his lap, straddling the elder's waist.

"Fweeling wittle."
Yoongi runs his fingers through the boy's hair, tucking some strand behind his ear.

"Want to play?"
Jimin shakes his head, hiding behind his sweater paws.
"Juicey?"
Again, the younger shakes his head.
"What do you want ,baby."

"P-paci?"
The boy's tone sounded more like a whisper, his cheeks flush red and his hands hide his face.

"Sure bub, come on."
Yoongi lifts the younger, who's clinging onto him like a koala and giggling while Yoongi stands up. His arms wrapped around Yoongi's neck and legs around his waist, the elder supports him by holding his thighs.

Soft giggles sound in Yoongi's neck, making their way to his ear. Jimin's lips brush past Yoongi's neck and collarbones, making him chuckle himself.

He places Jimin down on their bed, leaving the younger with his index finger between his lips and his other hand grabbing for him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes sad.
"Just for a second sweetheart, i'm getting your paci."

Jimin's muscles loosen up and he nods, understanding that he needs to crawl underneath the bed to reach Jimin's 'secrets stuffs'.

A baby blue pacifier rests in between Yoongi's fingers, guiding it towards Jimin's lips. The younger takes his finger out of his mouth and opens it for Yoongi to place the object in between his lips. The elder smiles, melting at the sight in front of him.

"Better?"
Jimin nods and pulls Yoongi onto the bed next to him.

"Wuddles!"
Jimin giggles and opens his arms, Yoongi pulls him onto his lap again and wraps his arms around the boy, rocking him back and forth.

"You're such a good boy Jiminie. What do you think about something yummy?"
Jimin nods into the elder's neck and pulls back from the hug, grabbing his blanket from the nightstand and skipping off to the kitchen.

Yoongi quickly walks over to find Jimin sitting on the kitchen counter, eyebrows furrowed and hands extended towards the highest shelf.
"Let me get that, Jiminie."
Jimin nods and watches in awe how Yoongi takes the back of chocolate chip cookies into his hands and hands one to him.

"Twanks."
Jimin smiles brightly, showing off his crescent eyes and happily running over to the dining table to color. With every bite he takes, he'll take out his paci and hold it in his left hand, biting the cookie, swallowing and placing the plastic back in his mouth. If Yoongi's body would exist out of ice, he'd have melted a few hours ago, he knows that this boy will be the death of him.