Little Secrets

Pretty little flowers

"Come on Jinnie!"
Jimin pulls the eldest forward on his arm and roams through all of the venue, needing to choose flowers and decorations for the upcoming wedding. A big smile is prominent on his lips and his eyes are sparkling like a million diamonds in sunlight.

"Jimin! We got all day, take your time."
Jin laughs softly, his arm extended in front of him. The only thought that dared to cross his mind was the thought that people grow up fast and that they live their own lives before you know it. He can still remember the day the two met as if it was yesterday and now the boy is getting married to the love of his life.

"Jinnie Hyung! Look!"
Jimin points at a vase with pink roses with gold or silver accented leaves, shining in the ray of sunlight that comes through the window. The boy's eyes light up and he touches the silver accented ones, flinching when he hears the sweet voice of an employee.

"Pretty, huh?"
Jimin turns around and locks eyes with a woman, not much younger than he is with long silky hair and dark brown eyes. The boy nods, smiling when she extends her hand to shake his.
"My name is Irene, i'm here to help you choose the perfect flowers and decorations for your perfect day."

"What do they cost?"
The woman pulls out a clipboard and shows Jin the prices, stunning him a bit when he sees the numbers on the paper.
"We'll take 3 bouquets."
Jimin's eyes light up, knowing that they probably won't be cheap, he'll remind himself to thank Jin later with cooking for him or something.

Jin and the woman walk off for a second, telling the boy that he's allowed to look around the store for a bit. Jimin eyes widen at all the beautiful colors and high prices. Thoughts of the first weeks Yoongi and Jimin were together invading his head; thoughts about the first day, Yoongi's arrival. Thoughts about when he found out that Jimin is not like other people and the thoughts about how precious the older boy is.

A tear rolls down Jimin's pink-tinted cheek and stains his skin.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Jin wraps an arm around the boy and kisses his head, noticing how the boy is slipping due to the affection.
"Want to go home and finish this another time?"

"W-we can shop o-online?"
Jin nods and grabs the boy's hand, glad that he already payed for the flowers and that they could leave immediately.

Jimin stares out of the window on their way back to his house, he uncomfortably shifts in his chair and looks at Jin, whining.
"Want to text Yoonie?"
Jimin nods and pouts.
"Your phone is in my bag, go grab it sweetie."
Jimin smiles brightly and searches for the iphone in Jin's bag, leaning forward towards the dashboard.
"Careful, don't hit your head."

Jin places his hand under Jimin's forehead while keeping his eyes on the road, occasionally glancing over to the boy next to him who is now sitting with his knees pulled to his chest to text his fiancé.

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"Hey baby, how are you feeling?"
Yoongi takes the boy into his arms after opening the door and sliding his coat off of his shoulders.

"Missin' daddy."
Two big doe eyes look up into Yoongi's, making his heart melt and break into millions of pieces at the same time.

"How was your flower shopping with Jinnie?"
Jimin's face lights up so Yoongi leads him towards the couch to let him blabber all he wants. Jin makes his way to the kitchen and mixes cacao powder with some milk and cinnamon to hand the younger for being brave today.

"I should get going, Joonie is waiting for me."
Jin waves and looks at Jimin waving back, a mustache of chocolate covering his upper lip.

"Bah-bah Jinnie!"
Jimin smiles sweetly and sits up on Yoongi's lap, his knees burried in the elder's thighs but they couldn't care less.

Jimin starts hapilly blabbering to himself and giggles into Yoongi's face, noses touching and huge smiles covering their lips.
"Let's get you comfortable, shall we?"
Yoongi picks the boy up by his thighs and couldn't help but notice that the boy got lighter, to his disliking.

Yoongi lays him down on the soft covers of their bed and helps him out of his clothes, taking a pastel purple shirt from his own closet and pulling shorts out of Jimin's 'Little' side of the closet for when they don't want to walk to the other room.

"Bum up baby."
Jimin giggles and raises his hips, allowing Yoongi to pull the black shorts up and secure around his waist.
"Arms?"
Yoongi boops his nose and carefully pulls the shirt over the boy's head, drowning him in the pastel fabric.

"That's my boy."
Yoongi tickles Jimin's sides softly and sits on his knees in front of the boy, trailing his fingers over Jimin's thighs . His scars to be exact. He leans in and softly kisses each mark that stains Jimin's pretty skin, making him giggle softly.
"You're so pretty baby."

"Jus like the flowers Jinnie and me's boughts!"
Jimin squeals happily and squishes Yoongi's cheeks between his palms.

"My pretty little flower."