40- Epilogue

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Jimin rushed around the kitchen, attempting to throw together a couple more side dishes before all of his closest friends and family arrive for the big celebration

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Jimin rushed around the kitchen, attempting to throw together a couple more side dishes before all of his closest friends and family arrive for the big celebration. Looking at the amount of work and the huge mess it's created in his home's kitchen, the male now wishes he would've just ordered a couple pizzas like his husband recommended, but he was just too stubborn and determined to do that.

Speaking of the devil, Jimin's husband of two years entered the house from the back door, connected to the kitchen, holding his spatula and tongs he was using to grill American style burgers for the party.

"Babe, where's Minnie?" Jimin asked, feeling panicked as he glanced at the time on the stove. It was five minutes until noon and they were expecting their guests at any minute now.

His husband scratched the back of his head, looking slightly guilty, knowing that his spouse isn't going to be too thrilled with his answer. "He's been outside with me. I told him that he could play outside as long as he promised not to get dirty but..."

Jimin's eyes widened as his, as of today, five-year-old son chose this moment to enter the house covered in grime and dirt. He looked back and forth between the boy and his husband, as the situation unraveled itself in his mind. They all froze for a moment until-

"Min Yoongi! Min Gunmin!" Jimin shouted before pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration, attempting to calm himself down before he said anything more. "What were you thinking, Minnie?" Jimin asked after composing himself and kneeling in front of the little boy. "We have people coming over to celebrate your big birthday. We can't have you looking like a mess baby..." He pushed the dirt covered hair out of his face.

The five-your-old boy looked to the ground and pouted, making Jimin melt as he made the same face as his father. "I'm sorry, Mama. I just wanted to pway."

At that, Jimin couldn't help but cave. It's like deja vu. His son reminded him so much of Yoongi, so Gunmin had his mother wrapped around his finger just like Yoongi always had. "Aish, Gunmin. It's okay, go clean up quickly." He left a peck on the top of the boy's dark-haired head and watched as the boy skipped to the hall bathroom across from his bedroom.

Then Jimin turned his face into a glare as he looked back to his irresponsible husband. "You!" Jimin pointed and Yoongi flinched, waiting for his husband's terrifying reaction. Jimin has definitely changed a lot ever since the birth of their son, and he has only shown that more and more through the years. He's more intimidating, that's for sure. "Are the burgers finished?" he asked and Yoongi timidly nodded. "Bring them inside, and help clean up your son. Quickly!"

"Yes, baby." he nodded again and hurried to do as his upset lover asked, not wanting to worsen the situation.

The brunette chuckled at how obedient his husband can be when it comes to him. Yoongi can seem so tough and badass, especially when it came to his work at the music studio, but in front of Jimin, the bad boy facade crumbles.

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