Your Blush Is My Favorite || vmin

whine for me

jimin was seated on the couch, lazily brushing a hand through taehyung's hair as he laid across his lap. there was something bothering his boyfriend, he could tell right away. he'd been eyeing jimin every few minutes and biting his lip in what could only be hesitation. but still, he continued to keep silent and squirmed around anxiously.

jimin deemed he'd waited long enough for the younger to say it on his own. "taetae?" he startled for a moment before his eyes darted up to jimin. "do you want to tell me something, baby?" he questioned softly.

taehyung instantly flushed a pretty pink. "why would you think that?"

"i can hear you thinking from up here."

"it's nothing..." jimin let out a tsk and cupped one of tae's rosy cheeks. "really, it's not."

"talk to me sweetheart, what's wrong? do i need to beat someone up? do i need to call someone's parents?" it dragged a small laugh out of him, imagining jimin calling one of his students parents. "that's it, isn't it? what did those mean kids say to my baby?"

taehyung sat up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "it's nothing serious, i'm just thinking about it too much." jimin hummed and pulled the younger into his lap. "it's just- i was thinking," he ducked his head shyly, "you know how you said we can always talk about if we wanna try something?" his voice was small, almost inaudible but jimin still nodded for him to go on. "ikindofwantedtotrysomething."

"you want to try something new? in bed?" taehyung slowly nodded, not willing to meet his eyes. "why didn't you just say that? of course we can." jimin cooed, cupping his cheeks. "you were being so secretive i thought it was something bad."

he whined quietly. "s'embarrassing. i don't want you to think i'm weird."

"oh baby," he gave a mocking pout, "nothing in this world could make me think that anymore than i already do."

"jimin!" he whined again, swatting at his chest. jimin only laughed airily before asking what he wanted to try. "you can say no of course, i don't want you to feel like you have to or anything, or if you think it's weird that's okay too-" the overwhelming need to soothe and take care of taehyung had jimin leading his head to his chest, causing his words to die in his throat.

"you know there isn't much that i won't do, taetae. if you don't feel comfortable talking about it yet then we can wait until you are. whatever it is, we'll discuss it and go on from there but i'd never think anything you wanted to do was weird, okay? if you like something, then that's you baby."

taehyung whimpered against his neck, feeling that fuzzy state off sub space start to wash over him. he felt so small and safe in jimin's arms. "sir." he didn't know what he was begging for, but he did it so prettily, desperate in the way he clung to jimin.

"oh." jimin was quick to fall into his role of taking care of taehyung.

his baby.

"c'mere, sweetheart." he pulled the younger close, until he was straddling his lap, soft whimpers huffed against his neck.

jimin doesn't know how long they sat there, soothingly rubbing up and down his back, while humming softly. it was long enough for taehyung to go slack in his hold, little whimpers turned into gentle breaths. he felt overwhelmed in the best ways, his mind filled with nothing but jimin. his scent, his touch, his whispered words of praises.

he pulled back from his safe place, neatly tucked into jimin's neck, and smiled shyly. he would've apologized for getting so overwhelmed, for needing jimin to ground him, but he knew the older would be disappointed, scolding him for even thinking about apologizing.