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The boys couldn't stop cheering, Taehyung and Jungkook have been engaged for a few weeks now and Yoongi can finally leave the hospital after almost two hard weeks of struggling with his bandages since he didn't want any nurse to help him, the idiot.

"You're so lucky that it didn't get infected, fool."
Yoongi cringes, looking at his baby with a raised eyebrow.
"You even ripped it open, three times! How dumb can you be, Yoongi.."

Yoongi scoffs and swats Jimin's butt, the younger boy carries two of Yoongi's bag since the others already picked up the other bag.
"Aren't you happy that i'm coming home, brat."
Jimin giggles and pecks Yoongi's nose.

"I am, but it doesn't make you less of a fool, Hyung."
Yoongi scoffs again, hugging the boy tightly to his chest while he burries his nose into the crook of his neck, placing soft kisses on the flawless skin.
"I've missed you, Hyung."
Jimin lifts Yoongi's head and kisses him on the lips, opening the car door to help Yoongi in.

"I've missed you too, sweetheart."

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"Hyung~! I need to change the bandage!"
Yoongi tries to get away from the boy, limping towards the bathroom to change his own bandage while Jimin just knocks harshly onto the door.
"Let me the fuck in Min Yoongi!"
Jimin stomps his feet and slides his back down the wall.

A soft click indicates the opening of the lock, Jimin stands up, ready to scold Yoongi for net letting him help his boyfriend.
"Min Yoon-"

"Jiminie.."
A soft pout and a slight bloodstain on his white shirt makes Jimin sigh.

"Oh Yoongi.."
Jimin pulls him into the bathroom, opening the first aid kid to search for new bandages since this fool used them all.

"Stop being so bratty and just let me help you Yoon.."
Yoongi nods and takes off his shirt to expose the slightly bleeding wound on the side of his stomach.
"This might sting."
Yoongi leans against the cabinets of the sink and curls his fingers around the edges. Soft curse words leave his lips when Jimin sits onto the ground and dabs a cotton with alcohol onto the wound.

"Don't curse!"
Jimin glares at the elder, making him laugh.

"This fucking hurts Jimin."
A giggle leaves the boy's lips before continuing his job.
"You need to go back to the ER to get those stitches checked.. again.."
Yoongi nods and tells him that he'll call his doctor and let him come over.

"No way in hell i go back there.'
Jimin laughs slapping the elders leg before standing up and grabbing the bandage to cover the wound.

"Now do not touch it and we'll check this in a few hours. Do.you.under.stand?!"
Jimin pokes the elders chest within every word, kissing the elder after.

"Thanks, baby boy."
Jimin hums in satisfaction and leaves the bathroom, taking off his shirt to pull on one of Yoongi's hoodies that the younger boy adores so much.

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"Come here, sweetheart."
Yoongi sits up on the couch, patting his left leg for Jimin.

"I'm not sitting on your lap when you're in this condition, Hyung."
Yoongi pouts and leans his head cutely to the side, whining when Jimin doesn't want to sit on his lap.
"Fine. But.. i'm not on your lap."

Jinin sits down next to the boy, his legs draping over Yoongi's and his head leaning against his chest. His small hands make their way around Yoongi's waist carefully and he softly kisses the soft skin of his neck once.
"Happy?"
Yoongi hums in satisfaction, pullingn Jimin closer against his body.

"M happy now."
A soft smile lingers on Yoongi's lips while he zaps through the channels on the tv, skipping inappropriate channels, which are in this case children's shows and hospital shows.
"Let's stay like this for a while."
Jimin giggles and takes the remote out of Yoongi's hand, starting Netflix and choosing a movie to watch.

"What about.. Orphan? Sounds cute."
But oh boy did he not realise it was a scary movie.

Not even thirty minutes into the movie and Jimin actually moved onto the lap of Yoongi, legs on both sides of his waist and arms tightly around his neck, back facing the tv.
"Hyung~! Turn it off.."
Yoongi chuckles and turn the tv off, not wanting to scare his precious boy, well... not wanting to scare him any further.

"Want to watch toy story?"
Jimin's eyes start to sparkle and his nose scrunches, cheeks a rosy pink and a big smile on his lips.
"Oh, is my baby slipping?"
Jimin hides his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck, softly giggling and almost kneeing Yoongi's wound.
"Sweetheart, be careful."
Yoongi groans softly, not wanting to frighten the boy.

"S-sowwy.."
Yoongi cooes at the boy, one eyebrow raised.

"How little does my baby feel, hm?"
Jimin looks at his fingers, eyebrows furrowed before he makes up his mind and shoved four fingers into his Hyung's face.
"Thought so. What about getting you out of these jeans and into a cuddly onesie?"
Jimin squeals and climbs off of Yoongi's lap, waddling to their bedroom.

"Jimin, don't be bratty baby.."
Jimin keeps kicking his feet and jumping around while Yoongi tries to help him into the cuddly fabric. Normally this wouldn't be any problem but Yoongi couldn't exactly move freely due to the bandage on his side.
"We don't want Blue to sleep on the couch do we? Or do we maybe want to go to bed early today?"
Jimin's eyes widen, not wanting to go to sleep in their huge bed all alone.

"M sowwy.."
Jimin pouts slightly, his index finger creeps in between his lips and Yoongi pecks the boy on his forehead, finishing the dressing of the boy.

"Come on, let's watch Woody."
Jimin squeals again, a bright smile on his face and arms extended for Yoongi to take his hands in his.

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Yoongi strokes Jimin's hair, the soft snoring and giggles once in a while makes the elder smile, thinking about what he would've done in his past life to deserve this boy to be his. The elders thumb softly strokes his cheek when Jimin decides to turn around and suck on it, Yoongi is so whipped and he loves it. Normally he wouldn't even let someone touch him in a friendly manner, but here he is, laying on the couch with Jimin on top of him, arms around the fragile looking boy while he softly hums little Jimin's favorite song.

"Let's get you to bed."
Yoongi lifts the boy as careful as possible so he wouldnmt rip his wound again and make Jimin mad for carrying him. His arms slide around the boy's waist so he could lift him up and make him wrap his legs around his own waist. The elder carefully walks up the stairs and towards the bedroom to tuck the younger in and kiss him one last time before sliding under the covers himself, arms around the boy's frame while Jimin cuddles deeper into his chest.

"Good night, baby boy."