BTS Oneshots Part 3

I've Got You (jinmin) (little space)

Jin pouted slightly, his slightly greasy hair hanging limp. "Jin hyung?" He looked up pitifully. Jimin smiled in understanding. 

"This week's been rough, huh?" He asked, pulling the older into a hug. Jin nodded.

"Are you feeling little?"

"No." He sighed heavily. 

"Do you want to?" Jin nodded.

"Okay," petting the other's head softly, he whispered encouragingly.

"How about we take a bath then?"

"Yes, please." He responded in a small voice. Jimin nodded and lead the other to the bathroom.

"Sit on the toilet, bub." Dutifully, Jin sat and waited for the tub to fill. 

"Okay, come here." Jimin carefully stripped the older and helped him, into the tub.

"Can you play here for a bit while I get a towel?" Jin nodded, already distracted by the toys. Coming back with a towel in his hand, Jimin spotted the older gazing sadly at his hands.  "Something wrong, love?" Jin pouted.

"Still don't feel little." Jimin set down the towel, crouching down in front of him. He ran a hand comfortingly through the other's hair.

"It's okay, babe. You don't need to force it." The older blinked wetly.

"I know But I'm so stressed and tired and I just want to forget it."

"Okay, okay. Let's get you cleaned up first." Grabbing the shampoo, he lathered up the older's hair.

"Close your eyes, please." Jin closed his eyes and shielded them, making the younger chuckle. He poured water over the other's head until it was soap-free.

"All done. Let's get you dry and in some p.j's," Wrapped in a fluffy towel, Jin waited patiently as Jimin picked them out. After dressing the little, the pair carried all the blankets into the living room and made a fort. Climbing underneath, they turned on a movie and got comfy. "How old are you, love?" Jin held up four fingers. 

"Aww, my little baby." They cuddled until the little fell asleep, snoring softly. Smiling, Jimin disentangled himself from the younger and took a seat on the couch. After making sure Jin was safely asleep, he switched on a horror movie and quickly turned down the volume. 

Jin whimpered in his sleep, rolling fretfully under the blankets. The older shut down the T.V. Using his phone as a flashlight, Jimin clambered back into the fort. The older immediately relaxed with his presence but still whined lowly.

"Shh. I've  got you." He climbed under the blankets and took Jin into his arms. This little burrowed into his chest and relaxed into the warmth.

"I've got you."