BTS YoonMin Imagines - Collection 2

Dark and Light Collide BONUS 2

Hello!

This is a continuation of one of the stories written in my first collection of YoonMin imagines. If you haven't read it, it's at the very end (a total of six parts). This chapter will still be cute and fluffy if you haven't read the other chapters, but I really encourage that you do!!

This fits in the story around part 5 after Yoongi walks into the house in his wolf form

Islaacampbell I saw you commented on Distance saying you wanted an update so here you go, lovely!

chimmysmolfingers I did a rather terrible job of taking that break😂😂

Very little editing so I apologize for silly mistakes 💜

IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH MPREG DON'T HATE ON THE STORY
IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ IT

Enjoy!

Third Person POV:

Jimin woke up safe and sound laying in a bath of warm water. White soap suds covered the surface with the distinct scent of rose reaching his nostrils, waves of tingles and pulses of energy flowing through his veins as a familiar hand washed his dirty skin with a pale washcloth. His vision was slightly blurry, his shoulder stinging a little. Everything was sore and achy, but the strong arm wrapped securely around his waist to keep him afloat seemed to make everything better.

With much difficulty, the omega shifted where he laid in Yoongi's arms and moved his head to look up at the man behind him. Yoongi was staring straight ahead at the tile wall with a cold and blank expression, his eyes red and puffy with tears still silently streaming down his flush cheeks. His irises were back to their gorgeous brown, his canines hidden and his human side back under full control. But by the way he was staring blankly into space, it was as if he wasn't there at all.

Jimin could feel the agony radiating off of his mate. It was pure terror and anguish; something he had never felt through the alpha before. The longer he stared up at Yoongi the more he looked to be a statue. The only thing telling me him was alive was the hand continuing to successfully wash his weak body; stomach, arms, chest, everywhere... like his hands were set on autopilot.

Small bursts of flashbacks started to cloud the younger's vision, blood and ripped flesh and pain all rolled into one moment. He could see the alpha replaying the same few moments over and over again in his mind. From Jimin taking Kai's hit to tearing the alpha to shreds in anger. By the way his tears refused to dry, the omega could tell he blamed himself for him getting hurt. They were mates and Yoongi feels it's his job to protect Jimin all the time when in reality he is strong enough to take care of himself. Though most of the time, Jimin really doesn't mind having him be protective and possessive. He was never treated like that before meeting his mate, and it is a nice change.

Jimin carefully pushed himself up just the slightest to press his nose against Yoongi's jaw. Jimin took the washcloth out of his alpha's hand and grabbed his arms to wrap around his thin waist, taking soothing breaths of his mate's intoxicating scent. Yoongi closed his eyes as more silent tears escaped his chocolaty orbs, tightening his gentle grip on the younger's torso. Jimin could slowly feel Yoongi's body start to relax, trying with all his might to stop the tears streaming down his cheeks... but he couldn't.

The fear... the pain... the anguish... the suffering... his fractured heart couldn't handle it. He had almost lost his omega, his mate... his only love. His chest felt constricted, like he would never be able to breath normally again. But Jimin was alive. The tears were no longer of sadness and suffering; they were of pure joy.

When Yoongi let out a soft sniffle, Jimin lifted his arm to hold the back of his alpha's head with his small hand. He removed his face from the older's neck and let his head rest against his shoulder, gently guiding Yoongi's head to nestle in his neck. The older pressed his nose against his mate's soft skin, finally feeling Jimin's blissful and comforting warmth against his cheeks. He let out a shaky sigh, another sniffle coming from his nose.

"Shh," Jimin whispered, "I'm here. I'm right here." Yoongi lifted his hand to hold the opposite side of Jimin's neck, caressing the soft skin with his thumb. The omega let out a sigh of content, loving how gentle and considerate his alpha was being. Their eyes were glued shut, using the rest of their senses to savor the intimacy and passion of the moment.

The silence was comfortable. Excluding Yoongi's soft sniffles and nearly inaudible cries, neither wolf made a single sound as they relished and savored each other's company. The shower curtain was drawn to give them privacy, the lights off with only a few candles lit on the vanity to bring light to the room. In all honesty, Jimin could have fallen asleep like this. Yoongi's hand touching his skin, the sweet smell of Yoongi's cologne and rose body wash, the dim lighting, the tender and delicate kisses being pressed on his mark... he was in heaven.

Yoongi was in heaven, too. His mate was in his arms, finally conscious and alert. The omega had been slipping in and out of consciousness for about two hours, and it was only thirty minutes ago that Jaehyun suggested that Yoongi should be the one to bathe him. He was already worked up beyond belief; someone else touching his mate and seeing him naked was not the best idea. But his omega was there in his arms; alive.

Yoongi let out another shaky sigh and left a loving lick to Jimin's mark.

"Please, please never do that again," Yoongi whispered. "I thought I lost you." Jimin rubbing his head against Yoongi's, trying to bring his mate some comfort. The latter sighed, loving the way Jimin's cheek brushed against his.

"I'm right here. I'm okay. We're okay." Jimin took his alpha's wrist in his small hand and placed it on his middle. He spread Yoongi's palm flat on his stomach, letting his mate feel the little pulses of energy spread through his fingertips and up to his elbow. "You can't get rid of me that easy." Yoongi nodded his head, focusing his mind on the baby in his omega's stomach, caressing the exposed skin and earning a sound similar to a purr from Jimin.

"I love you," Yoongi mumbled against his omega's skin, his voice barely above a whisper. Jimin affectionately stroked his alpha's hair, smiling weakly at the words laced with love and happiness.

"I love you," Jimin replied. Yoongi slowly pulled away to examine his omega's pale face. The dark circles under his eyes weren't as dark and purple as before. His skin was still uncomfortably pale but slowly gaining back some color in his cheeks. Though somehow - some way - Yoongi still thought his omega was the most beautiful being on the earth.

The alpha offered the younger a sweet smile before dipping his head down to find his mate's lips, leaving the gentlest kiss that ever existed. It lasted only a few moments but the tingle on their skin never ceased. Yoongi continued to leave occasional, tender pecks on his mate's lips and face, rubbing their noses together like how werewolves do to each other in their wolf forms. However, Jimin didn't kiss back, and Yoongi was fine with that. His omega was exhausted beyond belief; body aching and sore. Yoongi's touch helped a lot with the pain, his kisses doing most of the work. He didn't have the energy to kiss back, and Yoongi didn't care. Feeling those warm lips against his was all as the alpha wanted.

The two stayed like that for hours. They didn't care that the water was cold. They didn't care that they were hungry or thirsty. They didn't care that their friends might be worried. No... they cared about each other.

Yoongi touched Jimin's skin sweetly and gently, memorizing every curve, every bone, and every scar like it was the first time he ever had. He touched his stomach with the utmost care, giving their baby as much affection as he could. Jimin listened to Yoongi's steady breathing and calm heartbeat, using his mate's presence as his own personal lullaby. Yoongi and Jimin felt drunk, their bodies in a blissful stupor that neither wanted to snap out of.

Together, they were at peace... in utopia... home.

THE END

UWU I WAS IN THE MOOD FOR FLUFF SO I WROTE THIS

I purple you my lovelies.

I hope you enjoyed!!