Daddy's Little Brat || Vmin

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Taehyung

Amazing how as soon as he comes face to face with me I notice every single detail on his face that i used to admire immensely.
The eyes, the nose and oh God the lips. Understandable that he gasps in shock at finding me in front his door. Faints even but my mind doesn't have a filter and here I am holding his limp unconscious body as I remember the times I made him go like that for way better reasons.

I drag to a room as long as it has a bed and roughly throw him on it because he's unconscious and won't even know I did to begin with.
And he's gotten considerably thick.
I take his unconsciousness and trace faint lines and circles onto his face and chest. I miss more than I care to admit.
Actually fuck that, I just left my boyfriend for him so I miss him and I admit it. I miss his sass and his disregard for his actions that upset me. Yoongi used to try his utmost to remain obedient and nice which after a time became too boring for me. Jimin though, he's completely different. Different from that girl in fourth grade that I kissed on the mouth. Different from that other girl in ninth grade that allowed me to discover my true sexuality. He's different and that feels all the same like home to me. Jimin feels like 2am spicy noodles while watching paw patrol and slapping mosquitos on my skin. Homey but with a twist. And that's why—
"Hey."
I turn to the raspy voice and find a cute full faced, fluffy haired jimin splayed on the bed like the snow angel he is. I gently card my fingers through his hair and surprisingly he doesn't flinch, doesn't move in protest at all. And that's when my dam broke loose and I  let the water drown the fucking beavers in my heart.

"Hey, Jimin," I whimper out softly through tears.
"Hey, ugly," he replies with a wicked smirk as he smears my tears and eye liner all over my face.
I chuckle a little and that triggers some more tears. I feel super remorseful for what I had eventually put Yoongi through but gosh to lay here with Jimin as he fucks my face up is more than worth it. I missed everything about him too much to care.
"I missed you too, Tae."
"Don't ever leave me again, ok? Not ever to please your dad."
He nods. "He never did accept me, you know?" he reveals. "I can tell." I sniffle a bit to clear my nose and ask him "so what's up w-with your singing and stuff?"
"I quit."
My eyebrows shoot up in disbelief. "Why?!"
He shrugs and then says "you're the only audience I want to sing for."
"But what will happen when you're broke and in need?" Following my question, he boops my nose, taking awhile to answer. "You'll pay for everything!" He giggles.
"Wow, you're such a brat." I roll my eyes and he nods slowly, leaning in to attach our lips.

"Daddy's Little brat."

27 years later

General POV

Taehyung sat smiling on the park bench, reminiscing his days with his lover turned husband. All their glorious days together rushing back to him as tears gently cascaded down his face. He remembered their first time and last, their first child and last, their first kiss and last. He vowed to remember every moment significant to them both until he died. "I'll miss you, Jimin."

"Get ready fucker! This one is coming twice as big!" Tae hollered to Jimin who was hiding after throwing huge snowball at his back that caused him to trip and bust his lip. "Catch me old man Kimshit!"
"Hey! I'll have you know that's your name as well so play with it however you like it's yours to regret!"
Their eldest daughter, Vi Jae and youngest son Dmitri stood by the kitchen sink watching their dads run about like idiots in the cold November snow, getting ready to join them with their other siblings once they got them to stop cursing. "You think apaa and dad are gonna get a cold stroke?" The little boy asked his sister worriedly. "Nah, most likely get dumber but that's the worst that can happen." She replied casually over a cup of peanut punch. "But I can bet you Appa will win over Dad."
"I'll take that bet and say appa over Dad for $5. Deal?"
"Deal—"
"Ahhhh! Tae I'm sorry!!! Don't hurt me!"
"No, damn brat! That shit stung!"
Jimin slowed down and turned to his husband upon hearing the old nickname causing Taehyung to slow down too. "What's wrong, now?" He asked.
"You just called me a brat, Tae." Tae only just noticed the fact and smiled endearingly at Jimin, wrapping his arms around his husband's waist and leaning in to kiss him.

"Daddy's Little Br—"
A hard cold impact happened on Taehyung's back  that caused him  to fall in the snow followed by Jimin running away with the most evil laugh.

"Velma nudged her brother, pointing to her open and outstretched palm.
"Come on little brother," she taunted, "college fees don't pay themselves." Dmitri slapped his last $5 into her palms, scoffed and walked away dejectedly.
Vi Jae continued to watch her dad's, smiling ever so slightly at their ages but childish and playful nature.

"Brat!"

The End.