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Jimin’s glad for the free time he has from quitting gymnastics. It mostly means he gets to stay up with Yoongi later and sleep in some more, but it allows him to breathe easier. His parents seemed somewhat upset when he’d explained that he quit, but they were understanding for the most part. He felt a little bit like he was letting them down. His parents have always supported him and his gymnastics. Even when they could have moved away and gotten better jobs, they’d stayed closer to his club so he could still practice. Part of him thinks that they wanted him to compete in the Olympics even if they claimed they weren’t disappointed by his decision and they just wanted him to be happy.

He is happy, though, especially now that he gets to spend more time with Yoongi. He feels like they’re still making up for lost time. He wouldn’t trade the past few quiet evenings in with him for anything, even if it means he spends a lot of time in Yoongi’s apartment. He still isn’t fond of it, and his initial opinion that he wouldn’t be able to live in it hasn’t changed despite him staying over. He makes the mistake of mentioning that offhandedly when they’re curled together on the couch.

“Huh, you don’t like it here, Jimin-ah?” Yoongi asks, setting down his phone from where he was doing emails instead of watching the movie they picked out. Jimin tries to backtrack because it’s not awful, it’s certainly better than his dorm, but something about it makes him uncomfortable. Maybe it’s because of the large windows that leave him feeling exposed or the fact that it feels like a single person’s home, a bachelor pad, almost. He doesn’t think he has a right to tell Yoongi where he should live, especially if he’s comfortable here.

“No, hyung, it’s fine,” he brushes off with a smile at him. Yoongi just hums with a frown, not turning back to his phone, but before Jimin can reassure him further Yoongi leans in and presses a kiss to his cheek.




Jimin feels a little bit wrongfooted when he walks into work on Friday after class and Yoongi is at the cafe talking with Jin. Jin and Namjoon returned from their honeymoon late last night, and he would have thought Jin would want to take Friday off, too, but apparently a week is too long away for him. It’s strange that Yoongi is here. Jimin distinctly remembers him saying he couldn’t pick him up on Friday or hang out much this weekend because he’d be in the studio until late on all days. It makes him kind of suspicious, especially when they stop talking when they see him, but his curiosity about Jin’s honeymoon momentarily distracts him.

“Hyung! How was your trip?” he asks while he approaches them and shoots Yoongi a questioning look.

“Oh, Jimin-ah, it was perfect! You’ll have to go to Paris for yourself. I think you’d really like it. I have a ton of photos if you want to see,” Jin says as he pulls out his phone excitedly to show him. “I look great in this one. Well, I look great in all of them, of course, but especially this one.” Jin laughs.

Jimin just takes the phone from him to look at the pictures and coos over the particularly cute pictures of Jin and Namjoon kissing with the Eiffel Tower in the background. There’s pictures of them grinning like fools, and Jimin’s so ridiculously happy for them. He’s surprised when he doesn’t feel a pang of longing like he would have before he met Yoongi. Now he can only think of how the type of relationship that he’s always been envious of is the type of relationship he shares with Yoongi.

Jimin hears the bell at the door signifying someone entering or leaving, but when he looks up from the pictures, he misses who it was until he looks around for Yoongi and realizes that it was him who left.

“What was that about, hyung?” Jimin asks as he hands back his phone. “Yoongi-hyung said he would be in the studio today and for the weekend.”

“Oh, that’s nothing. He was just catching me up on things,” Jin says waving him off. Jimin can tell he’s not telling him something.


“You should probably clock in. I have scones in the oven.” Jin wonders off in the back. Jimin clocks in and pulls on his apron before joining Jungkook behind the counter.

“Do you know what that was about?” He asks Jungkook who just blinks at him, looking up from his phone.

“Huh? Who me? I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” he says in the least convincing way possible. Jimin scowls at him.

“At least tell me it wasn’t anything bad.” Jimin doesn’t have any ideas about what it could be about and why it would be a secret. It makes him worry a little.

“You worry too much, hyung.” Jungkook punches him good naturedly in the arm. Jimin doesn’t think it’s supposed to hurt as much as it does. He hopes, at least, as he winces and rubs at his arm.




On Saturday, Jimin wakes up, twists the ring that Yoongi got him around his finger, and decides that today is the day.

He recruits Hoseok to assist him in finding a belated birthday gift for Yoongi. He wants to get him something nice even if Yoongi could probably get himself anything Jimin can afford. He just doesn’t know where to start really. He really likes the ring that Yoongi bought for him, and he’s worn it everyday since he got it. He wants to get something for Yoongi that he’ll like equally as much. He thinks, at first, that taking Hoseok will be helpful considering the length of time they’ve known each other, but when they get to the mall, Hoseok doesn’t seem to want to help even after Jimin buys and bribes him with food from the food court. Jimin looks at him expectantly.

“Jimin-ah, I’m not sure what you were expecting from me. I don’t know what Yoongi-hyung wants. You’d know better than I would. Did you try asking him?”
“Hyung, no! That ruins the surprise. Besides, he didn’t have to ask me about my ring.” Jimin twists it around his finger as he mentions it, and Hoseok looks at it approvingly.

“Yeah, that’s nice. You’re a student though, Jimin-ah, I’m pretty sure hyung doesn’t expect you to drop a lot of money on him. He probably doesn’t even expect you to get him anything.” Hoseok waves him off like it’s no big deal, but Jimin is determined.

“I can’t not get him something, hyung, that’s sad! I may not be romantic or able to shower hyung in gifts, but I can’t not do this. It would make me a terrible boyfriend. I just--I love him and I want hyung to feel as loved as he makes me feel,” Jimin says and it’s cheesy, but it’s what he really feels. Hoseok just pulls a face at his abrupt declaration of feelings. “Hyung,” Jimin whines because Hoseok has never been anything but supportive of his relationship with Yoongi and he really does want his help.

Hoseok laughs. “Jimin-ah, I really don’t know what hyung would want.”

“What about a nice watch?” Jimin asks. He can’t help but think of the Rolex Yoongi wore in his dream. He can’t afford a Rolex, but maybe he could get him something nice in his price range that Yoongi would appreciate.

“Yeah, I don’t know about that. Hyung was wearing a Rolex last time we went out before the wedding,” Hoseok says as he looks contemplative. Jimin doesn’t think he’s seen Yoongi wear it, but maybe he just hasn’t been paying close enough attention. “Jimin-ah, why don’t you just get yourself a nice little new toy and let him bang you on the kitchen counter or something. I’m sure hyung would appreciate that just as much as anything you could buy him,” Hoseok says, wiggling his eyebrows and honking a laugh at his own suggestion.

“Hyung!”Jimin can’t help the flush on his cheeks that Hoseok laughs more at. He sighs, but actually considers it for a second. While it doesn’t sound unappealing, he can do better than that. Besides, they’ve already christened the kitchen counter, and he wants something special for Yoongi.




In the end, after the bust that was the mall, Jimin decides to bake Yoongi a cake. It’s nothing extravagant, but it’s personal and he figures it’s a classic for a reason. He decides to do it while Yoongi is in the studio, but his dorm doesn’t have an oven so he’s at a loss for how to set his plan into action.

When he’s back in his dorm with Tae and Jungkook, he brings it up. Jungkook laughs at him but stops when Tae grins at Jimin.

“Jiminie, that’s so cute! I’m sure hyung will love it. I wish someone would bake me a cake,” Tae says excitedly without even glancing at Jungkook. Jimin laughs at Jungkook’s widened eyes, and smiles at his best friend, happy that at least one of his friends is supportive of his gift idea.

“I just don’t know where I’d bake it. I want it to be a surprise and Hoseok-hyung says he’s busy tomorrow, but Yoongi-hyung will be in the studio, and it’s the perfect time to do it.” He feels more confident in his decision now that he has Tae’s approval, but he’s still not sure about the logistics.

“Why don’t you just bake it at work? Jin-hyung would help,” Jungkook offers, surprisingly helpful despite the fact that he laughed in his face at the idea just a few minutes prior.

“But I don’t want to ask Jin-hyung for help. I want to do it by myself. It makes it more special that way.” Jimin bites his lip. He might not be much of a baker, and he’d probably be safer asking Jin for help, but this is his gift. He wants to bake it himself without any supervision. Yoongi would appreciate it more that way, he thinks.

“Oh, I know! Won’t someone let you into Yoongi-hyung’s apartment if you explain? I mean, you’ve been hanging out there enough and everybody knows about you guys now,” Tae suggests.

“Not that anyone is complaining! It’s good that you’ve been spending time with Yoongi-hyung. Besides it’s nice to finally get the room to oursel--” Jungkook is cut off by Tae swatting at him.

“Don’t listen to Kookie, Jiminie, we do miss you,” Tae says and glares at Jungkook who agrees begrudgingly even though they see each other at work almost every day.

Jimin knows he’s been kind of absent since he’s stayed over at Yoongi’s apartment almost every night for the past week. He just doesn’t know how much time they’ll have together before Yoongi has to leave town again. He hasn’t asked, and he’s not sure he wants to. Ignorance is bliss and all that. He hadn’t thought much about not spending enough time with his friends.

“No, Jiminie, don’t look so guilty! It’s fine. We’re glad you’re back with your mans. And that’s not what this conversation is about! We need to find a place for operation Yoongi-hyung’s Cake…” Tae ponders silently for a second before he suddenly draws a sharp inhale that startles Jimin. “I know! Hyungwon-ssi! You have his number, right? He has to have a key to hyung’s apartment or at least an oven you can use.”

It’s not a bad idea. Hyungwon gave him his number after they released their statement in case he needed anything. This probably isn’t what he meant, and Jimin feels a bit uncomfortable calling him for a favor when they don’t know each other very well. Or at all, really. Still, it’s probably his best shot at pulling this off, so he nods at Tae who claps his hands together excitedly in a way that reminds Jimin of a seal.


Hyungwon-ssi, ‘please just call me hyung, Jimin-ah,’ lets him into Yoongi’s apartment the next day. He did research in order to make the best cake from scratch, and he had to equip himself with all the right tools so Jimin walks in with his hands full. Hyungwon kept gushing about how cute of an idea it was to surprise him, and he sits at Yoongi’s breakfast bar, intent on watching Jimin bake the cake. It makes Jimin feel slightly anxious like he’s going to mess this up somehow.

“Um, hyung, do you think that you could, uh--” Jimin doesn’t exactly know how to phrase it so it’s not rude. “I mean, doesn’t hyung need you while he’s in the studio? Won’t he get suspicious if you’re gone long?”

Hyungwon deflates a little and Jimin feels bad. “I see, you don’t want to be supervised. Okay, Jimin-ah, but you have to promise to tell me how it goes. Yoongi-hyung refuses to even share anything about your relationship. He won’t even tell me how you guys met.” He pouts and Jimin makes a note to take Hyungwon to lunch as a thank you.

“Okay, I promise, I will,” Jimin says as he follows Hyungwon to the door.

“I’m holding you to that. Hyung will probably be back in a couple hours, just so you know. Try not to burn the house down.” Hyungwon smiles and waves before he takes off.

Jimin gets down to business. He’s following a recipe so it’s pretty easy--if a bit messy. He doesn’t know how Jin-hyung isn’t constantly covered in flour because it goes everywhere. He’s pretty sure he has some on his face, but the cake layers go into the preheated oven without any disasters. He makes the different colored icing while he’s waiting for it to bake. He taste tests the icing and is slightly surprised by how good it is when he finishes, not that he thought he was incapable, but it is his first time doing it. He thinks Yoongi is going to love it.

The cake still needs more time to bake so he does the dishes and tries to clean up the mess he made while he waits. The whole apartment starts to smell like cake when he finally pulls the layers from the oven for them to cool. He removes them from their pans when they cool enough. The recipe tells him he still has to wait for them to cool more in order to ice and stack them, but they look good. He’d been sure to grease the pans well so they’d come out in one go, and he’s happy that they did. His cake surprise finally seems like it’s going to be a success until he hears Yoongi’s keys in the door.

“Jimin-ah?” Yoongi asks when he sees him. He looks surprised at least so Jimin counts that as a win even if the cake isn’t done. He’ll have to thank Hyungwon for not saying anything to ruin the surprise. “What’s this?” Yoongi asks as he closes the door. He sets down his stuff and takes off his shoes before he enters the kitchen area and sees the cake cooling on the rack Jimin had brought.

“No, hyung, don’t look! It’s supposed to be a surprise,” Jimin whines playfully as he steps in front of the cake even though Yoongi has already seen it.

“For me? What’s the occasion?” Yoongi has a gummy, happy smile on his face and Jimin is so glad he could be the one to put it there.

“It’s for your birthday, hyung,” Jimin explains and Yoongi walks into his space to kiss him on the cheek, brushing off flour from the opposite cheek with his thumb.

“My birthday was in March, baby,” Yoongi says, but he’s still smiling.

“I know that,” Jimin huffs. “It’s belated since we didn’t celebrate then.” Jimin doesn’t want to think about why that was--the dumb time they spent apart when they didn’t need to be.

Yoongi side steps him to look at the cooling cake and before Jimin can stop him he’s pinching off the corner of one of the layers to taste it.

“Hyung! It’s not done! It still has to cool so I can ice it,” Jimin complains because it looked perfect and now there’s a chunk missing. Yoongi just swallows and laughs before kissing him.

“So sweet,” he says and Jimin’s not sure if he’s talking about the cake or him, but his annoyance at Yoongi for ruining the cake is replaced by his fondness for him. Yoongi holds him at the neck and he kisses him again and again. Jimin can’t help the soft hum that escapes him. He’s sure Yoongi doesn’t mean anything by holding him by the front of his neck, he’s not applying pressure or anything, but he forgets how sensitive his neck is.

Yoongi doesn’t miss it though, he looks mischievous as he lowers his head and sucks at the skin just below his jawline.

“Hyung,” Jimin whines.

Yoongi just chuckles before he pulls at the hem of Jimin’s shirt. “Take this off, it has flour on it.”

Jimin complies even though he knows what Yoongi is doing and doesn’t think it’s smooth at all. Nope, not even a little bit as he arches his back into Yoongi’s touch and lets Yoongi pull him onto the counter. He’s thankful that it’s at least on the other side of the sink than the cake, and they’re not in danger of completely destroying his hard work. Yoongi noses at his skin and Jimin giggles at the ticklish sensation.

“I’m so fucking lucky,” Yoongi mumbles into his chest. Jimin just smiles widely at the warm bubbly feeling he gets in the pit of his stomach. He doesn’t think Yoongi is the lucky one here at all. He’s never been more grateful to his weird dream than he is now. Somehow, he thinks even without it, they still would’ve ended up here. Yoongi pulls back. “There’s nothing still in the oven, is there?”

Jimin just shakes his head before he’s being coaxed down and pulled over to the bed.

“I wanted to spread you out, that okay?” Yoongi asks and when Jimin nods he gets pressed into the bed so that he’s lying on his back. Yoongi pulls his shirt off before he climbs on top of him. “Look at you, gorgeous,” Yoongi says as he sits back. He lets the palms of his hands trail down Jimin’s body slowly, stopping just shy of the waistband of his pants. Jimin can’t help but flush, even after all this time Yoongi still makes him feel fuzzy and lightheaded with how freely he gives sweet words and loving touches.

“Hyung,” Jimin whines and Yoongi just trails kisses over his throat, clearly not in any rush. He raises his hand to fondle Jimin’s nipple with the pads of his fingers. Jimin giggles, brushing away Yoongi’s hand before finding Yoongi’s lips. He pulls at the back of Yoongi’s neck to bring him even closer as his tongue explores his mouth.

Yoongi’s hands find Jimin’s waist and the kiss gradually becomes more desperate as Jimin squirms beneath him, trying to get enough leverage to flip them over. Jimin uses his long legs to his advantage as he wraps them around Yoongi and twists so Yoongi is flat on his back beneath him. Jimin feels triumphant even if Yoongi wasn’t really fighting him. He sits back onto Yoongi’s lap, and Yoongi sits up to keep kissing him and squeezes the tops of Jimin’s thighs.

Jimin leans back, breaking the kiss, and grinds his ass into Yoongi’s crotch. Even through the layers of their pants he can feel Yoongi’s dick is partially hard. Yoongi pulls him closer with an arm around his bare waist as he kisses whatever he can reach, groaning hotly into his skin. Yoongi’s other hand is clutched tightly to the waistband of Jimin’s pants as he tries to yank them down one handedly.  Jimin tosses his head back and whines impatiently as his hips move in harder circles.

Yoongi starts to undo the button and fly on Jimin’s pants. “Come on, baby, get these off,” he says lowly and Jimin scrambles off of him and stands to comply, pulling his underwear off with his pants. Yoongi is taking his own off when he looks over. He pats the bed next to him in invitation. Jimin goes quickly, lying down on the bed, eager to feel more of Yoongi. He spreads his legs for his hyung.

Yoongi smiles at him before he just goes back to kissing him. He trails kisses softly down his neck to the curve of his shoulder and back. Jimin huffs impatiently which only serves to make Yoongi slow down. Jimin knows Yoongi is just as affected as he is, and he doesn’t know why he insists on drawing this out when they’re both buzzing and hot. “Hyung,” Jimin complains at what feels like the 80th press of Yoongi’s lips to his collarbone. Yoongi stops at last to look him in the eyes.

“What?” he asks, but his eyes crinkle up with the smile that appears on his face. “Don’t rush me, Jimin-ah, I know you can wait.”

“No, hyung, I can’t, and I have toys I can use--” Jimin doesn’t even get to finish the empty threat because Yoongi flips him over. Jimin yelps in surprise when Yoongi pinches his ass.

“So impatient. Now be good,” Yoongi says, moving lower until Jimin can feel his breath on his crack. He feels Yoongi’s warm, large palms spread him open. “Fucking gorgeous,” Yoongi says and Jimin buries his face in the sheets. He can’t help but feel warm and clench up at Yoongi’s close inspection.Yoongi rubs a dry pad of a thick finger over his hole, coaxing him to relax.

Yoongi licks a stripe down the middle of his crack before he laves circles around his entrance. His tongue prods into him, dipping warmth into him. Jimin whines and pushes his ass back into Yoongi’s face. It still isn’t enough, but Yoongi stops altogether at his motion. The cool air hits his entrance instead of Yoongi’s breath.

“Hyung, please, please, I’m really trying to be patient,” Jimin finds himself saying. Waiting has turned his brain to mush, and he can only think about getting off as soon as possible. Yoongi tuts before he reaches into the nightstand and pulls out a new large bottle of lube. Jimin bites his lip and presses his face into the sheets to prevent himself from rushing him further.

Yoongi finally pushes a lubed finger into him slowly, just holding it there for a long time before ever so slightly thrusting it in and out. Jimin shakily exhales when Yoongi adds another finger. He scissors them open, stretching Jimin open. Yoongi hums and lets the pads of his fingers gently explore until Jimin arches his back and moans. Yoongi massages him there and Jimin’s hands come up to hold onto the pillow when Yoongi doesn’t stop. Jimin wriggles around and pants, but Yoongi uses his weight to help hold him down. He only lets up to add yet another finger, pausing to let him adjust to the stretch before going back to tormenting him.

Jimin can feel his abdominals quivering and he knows this will be over soon if Yoongi doesn’t stop. “Hyung, I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” he manages to moan out, and Yoongi stops for a moment, stilling his fingers.

“Yeah?” Yoongi asks and Jimin can hear the challenge in his voice. He starts moving his fingers again, rougher now. Jimin grabs the headboard and his hips jump forward. It’s almost too much. He can feel his eyes get hot as he tries to hold back. “I want you to, Jiminie, come on my fingers,” Yoongi says roughly.

Jimin cries out as his orgasm is punched out of him. He makes a mess on the bed beneath him, and he doesn’t have the energy to move out of it as he recovers. Yoongi finally withdraws his fingers. He kisses down Jimin’s spine and Jimin relaxes finally.

“Can you go again?” Yoongi hums as he nuzzles the small of Jimin’s back. Jimin doesn’t really know that he can. “I think you can, baby,” Yoongi says and Jimin feels a little oversensitive, but not sore or anything so he nods. Yoongi flips him over and kisses his tummy, giving him more time to come down. Jimin doesn’t know how Yoongi has been this patient so far when he sees that Yoongi is still half hard.

Yoongi takes Jimin’s neglected and softened cock into his mouth, cleaning some of his cum off of him. It feels good in a different way and Jimin can feel himself warming up to the idea of going again. Yoongi’s mouth is warm and he suctions him just right as he bobs his head up and down. Jimin hums in pleasure as Yoongi fondles his balls in his hand. Yoongi’s tongue encircles the head of his cock before he drags it over the slit. Jimin moans at that and sits up to hold Yoongi’s hair. He’s hard by the time Yoongi pulls off with a pop.

“Ready to turn over for me, baby?” Yoongi asks and Jimin nods. He lets Yoongi put him on his hands and knees. He waits for a beat until Yoongi settles on his knees behind him and presses the head of his cock to his entrance. Yoongi holds his shoulders as he thrusts into him, pinning his hips down to the bed with his cock. Jimin whimpers at the oversensitivity and the stretch and waits to adjust before he pushes his hips back into Yoongi’s.

Yoongi’s hands move to his hips when he tightens around him. He groans when he drives into him in unforgiving thrusts, pulling Jimin’s hips back to meet his own. Yoongi’s hands are the only thing keeping him from collapsing as he spears into him. Jimin’s hands clutch the sheets, and he can’t help but release loud, hiccuping moans at each impact.

“That’s it, you’re doing so good for me,” Yoongi moans and presses their hips together, pistoning his hips so his dick fills him just right. Jimin feels like his arms are going to give out when Yoongi pulls him back into his lap as he sits back without pulling out. Yoongi fists and pumps Jimin’s cock while he grinds his length into him. He bites at his shoulder blade and twists his hand skillfully around his cock as he strokes him.

“Please, hyung, yes, don’t stop,” Jimin rambles without even realizing. Yoongi continues relentlessly until Jimin comes with a sound that’s somewhere between a sob and a moan. Yoongi lies Jimin’s pliant body forward and thrusts into him twice before he buries himself deep and releases with a deep moan. Jimin tries to get his breath back as Yoongi rocks into him gently until he softens, all the while pressing kisses into Jimin’s shoulder blade.

When Yoongi pulls out all the way, Jimin turns over to look up at him with a sated smile. Yoongi smiles back at him before he brushes Jimin’s sweaty pink bangs off his forehead. Jimin feels boneless and alittle bit like he’s floating when he closes his eyes and hums contently. He feels  Yoongi move on the bed as he repositions himself. Yoongi’s finger gently prods his hole and Jimin’s eyes flicker open.

“Hyung?” he asks because he really can’t go again anytime soon.

“Shh, I know, I’m just looking,” Yoongi says and Jimin feels Yoongi press down on his rim with his finger. He can feel Yoongi’s cum leaking out of him. Jimin sits up a little bit to see Yoongi watching fascinated.

Jimin kind of wants to close his legs because it’s sort of embarrassing, but also, he feels hot when he watches the way Yoongi is looking at him with his full attention, like he’s the sexiest thing to ever exist. Yoongi grabs a tissue from the nightstand before he puts a finger inside of him shallowly and tries to gently coax the rest of his mess out of him. Jimin hisses at how sensitive he is considering Yoongi hadn’t held back. Yoongi pulls his finger out at that, placing a kiss on his lower stomach before cleaning him up as best as he can.

Yoongi lies back and hums into his neck before he kisses him. “Want a shower?”  

“Can we take a bath, hyung?” Jimin kind of just wants to relax. Yoongi nods and gets up to go draw it. Jimin doesn’t follow until he hears the water go off, too content to lie boneless on the bed. When he goes to the bathroom there’s an intense amount of bubbles in the jacuzzi bathtub. He’s glad Yoongi’s opinion of bubble bath hasn’t changed between the dream and the present. Yoongi turns to look at him.

“There you are. I thought I might have to carry you,” Yoongi says smugly and Jimin rolls his eyes. He lets Yoongi get in first before he steps in the warm water, perching himself on Yoongi’s lap. He leans back against his chest, and he thinks this is pretty romantic and it was his idea, so he counts it as a win.

“Can we turn on the jets, hyung?” Jimin is actually kind of curious about what that’s like, maybe this apartment will redeem itself after all.

“No, not with the bubbles. I flooded the apartment downstairs when I tried actually,” Yoongi says sheepishly. Jimin is slightly disappointed before he really registers what he said.

“What? Hyung!” Jimin laughs.

“I didn’t know you weren’t supposed to. I had just moved in and there was bubbles coming out of all the drains. Luckily there was no one living right below me at the time,” Yoongi explains and Jimin can imagine Yoongi just wanting to relax in a bubble bath and having to deal with that mess. Jimin hides his face in Yoongi’s chest and laughs at the thought.

When they’re all pruny and flushed from where they’ve been scrubbed clean, they get out and Jimin goes to ice the cake. He makes Yoongi stay in the room so he can surprise him.

He trims the side on the layers to hide the fact that Yoongi took a chunk of cake, determined to make it as perfect as he possibly can. First, he ices the bottom layer before he carefully stacks the second one. Once the foundation is done and iced, he goes to replicate the youtube videos he watched in preparation for the decorations. He pipes different colored flowers on it and tries, somewhat successfully, to make it look pretty. When he finishes, he calls Yoongi in.

“Wow, Jiminie, it looks pretty. You look like you’re giving Jin-hyung a run for his money.” Yoongi hugs him from behind as he looks at the cake.

“You have to taste it before you say that, hyung.” Jimin cuts two slices and gives one to Yoongi. Yoongi makes over enthusiastic noises when he takes his first bite of the cake. Jimin tries it and doesn’t think it’s bad, but it’s not as moist as when Jin-hyung bakes cake. Yoongi still eats all of it proudly.

“You did good, baby,” Yoongi says when his plate is clean. “I might have to keep you around.”

Jimin beams and kisses Yoongi for saying so before he puts the plates in the sink for later. He puts the cake away before he lets Yoongi pull him back to the bedroom where he’s changed the sheets on the bed. He bounces on the bed and snuggles back up to Yoongi who wraps his arms around him.

“Jimin-ah,” he says and Jimin hums happily. “Jiminie, look at me for a second. I need to talk to you about something.”

Jimin doesn’t like the way it sounds, but he turns in Yoongi’s arms to look at him. “What is it, hyung?”

Yoongi sighs and after a few false starts, he purses his lips. “They’re giving me a month to finish the next album.” He looks at Jimin like he’s searching for a reaction, but Jimin isn’t sure what reaction he should give.

“Okay, is it going to be enough time?”

“Yeah, yes, I mean, I--they’re going to want to ship me off after promotions. I just wanted to let you know,” Yoongi says and Jimin can tell he’s looking for reassurance. It’s not a surprise, Jimin knew in the back of his mind that this would happen eventually. He just didn’t anticipate it so soon. He feels like he only just got him back. Can’t they give him more of a break? He understands, though, and he wouldn’t have agreed to get back together with Yoongi if he didn’t think they could survive long distance.

“Hyung, I’ll miss you. We’ll talk when you have time, right?” Jimin bites his lip and hopes they can find a way to communicate regularly with distance between them.

“I’ll call everyday,” Yoongi reassures him and he kisses him loudly on the cheek. “I’ll miss you, too. I love you.”

“I love you, too, hyung.” And yeah, Jimin can do this.  




On Tuesday Jimin runs into Jackson in between classes. Jimin just means to say hello before going over to his next class, but of course Jackson pulls him aside for a full conversation that he kind of tunes out.

“ does this mean you’re coming back to practice?” he asks and Jimin just blinks confusedly. “Didn’t you hear? They fired coach. He got hit with so many discrimination lawsuits that they didn’t really have a choice. I don’t know, don’t you read the school newspaper? There was a whole article-- Hey! Where are you going? Weren’t you headed in the opposite direction?” Jackson calls, but Jimin’s already headed toward the box of free school newspapers.

“I’m not coming back to practice, but I’ll catch you later!” Jimin calls out so he doesn’t seem like a jerk. He has no intention of rejoining the team, his heart isn’t in it and hasn’t been for a while, but he wants to see what this is about. He grabs the paper before he has to run to class in order to not be late.

He reads the paper in class and sees several former student athletes filed lawsuits against the coach. The article calls the coach out for being a bully and talks about the damning evidence of his misconduct in some of the recordings from private meetings that one of the students has. He skims over what was said because he has no interest in hearing about what vile things--he’s sure they’re vile--that man could come up with. What catches Jimin’s eye is the bolded quote from Jin-hyung and suddenly Jimin thinks the clandestine meeting between him and Yoongi makes a lot of sense.

Kim Seokjin, 25, owner of the cafe just off campus says he’s been to many meets and claims the coach’s “lack of professionalism is evident in the way he conducts his team meetings out in the open for the entire audience to hear.” Kim states that the coach has been known to “publicly embarrass team members for any mistakes that they make...

Jimin looks up from the paper when his professor calls on him and he apologizes for not paying attention and puts the paper away until later.


When Jimin gets to work and sees Jin-hyung behind the counter he walks right up to him and tosses the paper on the counter. “Hyung, what did you do?”

Tae, sitting at the counter, picks up the paper and starts to read the article aloud. He whoops when he gets to Jin-hyung’s quote. “Yeah, get ‘em!” he says excitedly and Jungkook just snorts a laugh and smiles fondly at him. Jimin looks to Jin-hyung for an explanation.

“Jimin-ah, he got a small dose of what was coming to him. This doesn’t even begin to make up for what he said to you,” Jin-hyung says and bristles at the topic. He doesn’t look like he’ll be moved on his stance, and Jimin isn’t trying to, but he just doesn’t understand.

“How, though?” It’s just too much of a coincidence for there not to be an explanation. He’s not mentioned in the article, but why would this happen now after all this time? Some of the students in the article have long since graduated.

“It was Yoongi-yah’s idea. He hired a private investigator to find all the people willing to file lawsuits against the coach. He was willing to pay legal fees for them to just start litigation and make the university think twice about keeping him as part of their staff, but then they struck gold with the recordings that one student had, so it might actually stick. All I did was offer a quote. I didn’t even have to lie.” Jin-hyung pauses and then smiles at him. “Jimin-ah, we weren’t going to let him get away with saying those things to you, okay? Especially Yoongi.”

“Yeah,” Jimin says, “thanks, hyung.” Jin just puts his hand on his head and musses Jimin’s hair. Jimin shirks away.

“I still say we should have egged his house,” Jungkook says before shrugging.

“There will be no egging of anyone’s house. That’s a waste of eggs,” Jin says and of course that’s what he’s concerned with. Jimin just sighs and goes to clock in while Jin goes into the back room.

“You aren’t mad, right Jiminie?” Tae asks, “because this is awesome. Like, can I have this?” He holds up the school’s newspaper like he can’t get his own easily.

“No, Taetae, I’m not mad.” Jimin doesn’t think the things his coach said to him should go unpunished even if it seemed uncomfortable to report him after it happened. He’s glad that he has people willing to go through such lengths for him, but he’s definitely bringing this up to Yoongi. It sounds like he threw money around in order for this to happen, and Jimin feels bad about that, even if Yoongi might have the money to do that.

“Good because I’m going to frame this,” Tae says grinning down at the newspaper. “Nobody messes with Jiminie.”

Jimin laughs and looks over at Jungkook and expects him to join in or make some kind of acknowledgment at Tae’s weird antics, but instead Jungkook is just staring at Tae with the most obvious hearts in his eyes.

“I love you,” Jungkook says and Jimin has to laugh again at how solemn he sounds when he says it. He stops when he sees the shocked look on Tae’s face.

“What?” Tae asks and Jimin feels like he’s intruding on a moment even though Tae and Jungkook have been sleeping together for at least a year. The fact that they love each other shouldn’t be news to either of them. It’s so obvious in the way they interact and yet, Jungkook is turning red as if Tae asking him to repeat it is new and uncomfortable.

“I love you?” Jungkook says hesitantly and with less confidence than before. Jimin is witnessing a trainwreck. This must really be the first time he’s saying it. Tae doesn’t seem to mind the less than romantic confession as a wide grin grows on his face.

“I love you, too, Kookie.”

They’re both smiling so wide, and Jimin can’t help but feel like he’s missing something. “Wait, you guys have been together for over a year and this is only just now happening?”

“You can’t rush love, Jiminie.”

“You’re staying with hyung again tonight, right?” Jungkook asks with a smirk that makes him look like a tool, in Jimin’s opinion. He sighs but nods eventually.


Jimin doesn’t bring up the article until after Yoongi picks him up at work and they go back to his apartment. He let Tae have the newspaper so he goes to Yoongi’s laptop to pull it up online so he can ask about it. As soon as he sits at the desk and opens the laptop though, there’s a page loaded with houses listed for sale. The houses are in a similar area to Yoongi’s current apartment. He’s about to click off and return to what he was doing when Yoongi pokes him with a drink he’d gone to get.

Jimin startles like he got caught snooping or something when he really wasn’t trying to. Yoongi always lets him use his computer, so he really didn’t think about asking first.

“Hyung, what’s this?” he asks and Yoongi bends down and rests his chin on Jimin’s shoulder to peek at the screen.

“Oh, houses I was looking at.” He seems nonchalant about it as if buying a house wasn’t a big deal, and Jimin wonders if that’s supposed to dissuade him from wanting to ask questions. It doesn’t.

“What? Are you planning on moving?” It’s the first he’s heard of it. Yoongi hums right in his ear and Jimin has to fight to not get distracted before Yoongi moves to stand up straight.

“I’m just looking for now, but someone told me they don’t like my apartment.” Yoongi gives him a pointed look, but Jimin doesn’t want him to go through all this just for him.

“Hyung, is this really about what I said? It doesn’t matter what I think. You’re the one who lives here.” Jimin really should have known Yoongi wasn’t going to let that slide.

“It does matter. It matters to me, especially if I expect you to want to live with me when I ask--”

“Wait, what, hyung!” Jimin didn’t think that moving in together was something they’d do anytime soon. They had only just gotten back together, and while it’s good, he doesn’t want to do anything too soon and risk screwing it up.

“Jimin-ah, you’ve been staying over here anyway. I’m not complaining. I want you here. But, I mean, Tae-yah is graduating this year, and you don’t have early practice anymore, so I figured you’d want to move in--obviously, we’d have to find a place we both like. It’d take a while, but I was just...looking,” Yoongi rambles and Jimin can’t help the stupid smile on his face. He’s glad to hear Yoongi is as invested in their future as he is and he can’t really fault him on his logic. It makes sense especially since Jimin knows Jungkook has been wanting to live with Tae, and he’d hardly want to live with them both.


“Okay?” Yoongi asks cautiously.

“Yeah, I’ll think about it for when you ask properly, hyung,” Jimin says cheekily.

“Brat.” Yoongi scowls and Jimin laughs.

“I’m just kidding! It sounds good. I like that plan,” he says, smiling so hard that his cheeks hurt and Yoongi just hums before he leans down to peck a kiss to his lips. Jimin’s about to turn around to look at houses, already really excited at the prospect of moving into a home with Yoongi, before he remembers why he got on the computer in the first place. “Hyung! Jin-hyung told me what you did about coach. I read it in the school paper.” Jimin narrows his eyes at Yoongi.

“Yeah, he texted me that he told you. I’m not apologizing for that, Jimin-ah.” Yoongi looks ready to go off on a tangent like just bringing up the coach pisses him off all over again.

“I know, I wasn’t going to make you. I just wanted to say thank you,” Jimin says and he watches as the fight drains out of Yoongi before he stands up to kiss him properly. Jimin guesses he can live with Yoongi spending money on him sometimes.

“Of course, baby.”



It’s a week later when Namjoon’s book finally comes out. All seven of them crowd Namjoon and Jin’s apartment on a evening to celebrate. It reminds Jimin so much of his dream, the only thing missing is Jinho and Jihyo. He feels a twinge of sadness in his chest when he remembers them. It’s maybe why he’s quiet throughout dinner, but even Jinho and Jihyo don’t seem far off anymore. He thinks of everything that’s different between here and the dream. His knee isn’t injured, and well he can’t call himself an olympic gymnast either, but he’s fine with that. In fact, as he’s sitting around the table with Yoongi and his friends, he can’t think of anything that he doesn’t have now that he wanted from his dream. It’s kind of a steadying thought. Even if he doesn’t know why or how he had the dream, and he might never know, but he’s thankful it guided his way to now.

Yoongi nudges him from his side and he tunes back into the conversation to see everyone laughing while Namjoon has a scowl on his face.

“You’re being quiet. You okay?” Yoongi asks with his brow furrowed in concern. Jimin just smiles and nods to reassure him.

“Hyung, you have to admit it wasn’t your best work. All you wrote was poems about fish for months, even Jin-hyung was having trouble finding something nice to say about them, and he’s biased to everything you write,” Tae says with a laugh. “I’m sure the book is better, I mean it must be to get published,” Tae says and Jimin gets the feeling he’s missed a large chunk of this conversation.

“Tae-yah, don’t even pretend you’re going to read it. I’ve never seen you even crack open a book ever,” Hoseok says with a laugh. Tae looks slightly offended, but Jimin’s really only seen him read manga and, on the rare occasion Jimin can coax him to, a textbook, so he probably doesn’t have any right to be.

“Kookie will read it to me, right?” Tae bats his eyelashes at Jungkook who just nods absentmindedly. Hoseok makes the sound of a whip cracking and Yoongi snorts a laugh. Jimin looks at Namjoon to see what he has to say about it all, but he and Jin seem to be in some wordless debate with only facial expressions. Jin finally sighs.

“Um, guys, we have something to tell you…” Jin says and he looks at Namjoon whose dimples are on full display as he nods at him encouragingly. “We got approved to adopt.” Jin sounds so proud as he says it and it feels like the last piece of the puzzle is put into place.

“You guys! Congratulations,” Jimin says first while everyone else still seems to be in shock. He turns to Yoongi who looks a little bit mind blown.

“Thank you, Jimin-ah, I know it’s soon, but with Joon’s advance from his book deal it was pretty quick. We went in to meet with some kids. I don’t think we expected to do much other than just see how things worked, but we met these baby twins that are only a couple of months old,” Jin explains and Jimin feels his mouth get dry at the turn of events. He can only think of Jinho and Jihyo, and he kind of feels like crying.

“Twins?” Hoseok squawks.

Jin glares at him, and Namjoon just laughs. “Jin-hyung almost didn’t want to give them back. They’re fraternal twins, a girl and a boy.”

“Don’t put it on me, you didn’t want to give them back either!” Jin says and Namjoon smiles brightly at him.

“Okay, I was equally enamoured with them. Of course. It felt right,” Namjoon acquiesces. Jimin can see how he looks like a proud abeoji already. He turns to grin at Yoongi who’s just looking at him curiously.

“You are both crazy. Isn’t one enough?” Hoseok asks and tuts, shaking his head in mock seriousness.

“No, and this is why you’re not going to be a godfather, Jung Hoseok. We already signed the papers. We get to take them home in a couple weeks after inspections,” Jin says and he’s almost glowing with happiness.

“Do they have names?” Tae asks, finally blinking out of his shock, while Jungkook still looks dumbfounded next to him.

“We get to name them. We’ve mostly agreed on Jihyo and Jinho,” Namjoon explains and Jimin smiles.

“Those are great names, hyung,” Jimin says and he squeezes Yoongi’s hand under the table.


Jimin is lying in bed with Yoongi later. He’s on the cusp of sleep with Yoongi petting his hair and all the lights turned off when Yoongi speaks up.

“Jimin-ah?” he asks and even Jimin’s sleepy brain registers that he sounds wide awake.

Jimin hums and presses his head into Yoongi’s hand so he doesn’t stop stroking his hair.

“Would you want that? I mean, a family with me, eventually?” Yoongi asks hesitantly. Jimin lifts his head to look at Yoongi even though it’s too dark to make out much.

“Yes, hyung, of course.”

Yoongi presses a kiss to his head, and Jimin’s heart is beating fast, but he forces himself to relax again and succumb to sleep.




In the month that Yoongi has to finish his album in the studio, Jimin and Yoongi start seriously looking at houses. He doesn’t know the first thing about buying a house, and the whole process makes him feel like a real adult.

They spend hours looking at houses listed online while laying in bed. At first he's excited about it. They get to plan part of their future so it's an exciting prospect for him, but Jimin knows he can't exactly afford a house. Every time he tries to bring up pricing Yoongi tells him not to worry about it. He knows a home isn't cheap and that they should invest a lot into it, but he wants to be able to contribute. Even his eomma says he needs to find a way to contribute to paying for it so he doesn't rely too much on Yoongi. Jimin is inclined to agree with her. His abeoji, on the other hand, claims Yoongi should pay for all of it after all the heartache he put him through all those months. Jimin doesn't think that's fair.

So whenever they come across a house they both like and contemplate going to see in person, Jimin finds himself looking at the listing price and nitpicking something he doesn't like about the house. He can tell Yoongi gets frustrated at his back and forth opinions so Jimin stops suggesting they look at houses when they have free time.

Every time Yoongi suggests that they look, Jimin finds a way to distract him. Normally he likes being treated by Yoongi, but this just feels like too much. He knows he should just be honest with Yoongi and tell him that he's not comfortable leeching off of him like that--that he feels like he would be taking advantage. He just doesn't really know how to bring it up without Yoongi just brushing him off.

He's surprised then when Yoongi picks him up after work one day and instead of going back to his apartment like usual, they take a different route.

"Hyung?" Jimin asks when Yoongi misses a turn.

"I have a surprise, you'll see," he says and he reaches one hand off the steering wheel and places it on Jimin's thigh to squeeze. Jimin just looks around and tries to figure out where they could be going. They're in a residential area that he doesn't recognize, at least not until Yoongi makes another turn. The area starts to look vaguely familiar, and it's then when Jimin realizes they're going to the house where they lived in the dream. It feels like a strange sense of deja vu because everything is just familiar enough, but not exactly the way he remembers it.

Yoongi pulls up to the house and there's a woman getting out of her car in the driveway. Yoongi looks over at him and tries to gauge his reaction as he examines the outside of the house. "You like it?"

Jimin doesn't think this house is any cheaper than the ones they were looking at. If anything it's probably more expensive, but Jimin would be lying to himself if he wasn't thinking about it the whole time they were looking at other houses. He nods.

"Want to see the inside?" Yoongi asks and he must sense the bit of hesitation Jimin still has that's only outshone by his curiosity. "Just to look. We don't have to decide on anything." The woman outside the house looks like she's waiting on them so Jimin agrees before he pulls the car door open and gets out.

The real estate agent introduces herself as Park Yejin before she shows them around. The house has the same floorplan, but the furnishings have a different style and layout to what Jimin saw in the space in his dream. He thinks that would be something they'd get to change together when they move in-- if they move in, he reminds himself.

"...the house has only just been listed, but I've already shown it to two interested parties, and I think it'll go fast considering the neighborhood," Park Yejin says and Jimin hasn't been paying much attention to anything but looking around, but he looks to Yoongi at that. He has a pensive look on his face.

"Do you like it, hyung?" Jimin asks because Yoongi seems attached to the space if the way he took him to see it and his facial expression are anything to go by.

"Not if you don't," Yoongi says and he wraps an arm around Jimin's waist.

"Hyung," Jimin huffs. He doesn't think he can let this place go, though, and it's not a decision he can sit on according to Yejin. "I like it," he says with a smile.

"We'd like to put in an offer."


Later when they're back in Yoongi's apartment, Yoongi asks him if he's excited that their time in this apartment is most likely coming to end. Jimin is, but he's having trouble expressing how much when he thinks about the price tag.

"Okay, Jimin-ah, what is it?" Yoongi finally asks. "Don't tell me it's the house because you told me you liked it, and I won't believe that excuse anymore. You've been weird since we started looking into houses together. Do you not want to move in? Is that it?"

"No! No, hyung, that's not it. I--" Jimin sighs. "I feel bad. It just costs a lot, and it doesn't feel right that you're paying for it all. I feel like I'm taking advantage."

"Taking advantage? Jimin, it's as much your money as it is mine," Yoongi says and Jimin knows that isn't true. Yoongi is so talented and hardworking. There isn't anything in his bank account that he didn't earn.

"No--" Jimin starts, but Yoongi cuts him off.

"Jimin-ah, come on, I'd still be teaching if it wasn't for you. Let me do this for you, for us, okay?" Yoongi says and he grabs Jimin's hand and squeezes it.

Jimin doesn't know if he really believes that, but it makes him feel a little better and a little less useless.

"Fine, hyung, but I'm helping with the bills." Jimin doesn't leave any room for argument and Yoongi sighs.

"Okay, if it makes you feel better you can help with the bills," he says reluctantly.




Things happen quickly after that, their offer on the house goes through, Yoongi finishes his album, and Jimin gets to meet Jihyo and Jinho.

They slowly move some of their stuff over to their new house, but moving in has been delayed by Yoongi’s schedule. Jimin knows, even though he’s really eager and excited to move in and personalize their home, that they won’t realistically be moved in until Yoongi gets more time off and the school year comes to a close.

When Jimin and Yoongi go over to Jin and Namjoon’s apartment to meet Jihyo and Jinho, Jimin’s goddaughter takes a liking to him immediately. She’s only a small, crying bundle in Namjoon’s arm when he first sees her. When he takes her from Namjoon, very careful to cradle her head, he rocks her back and forth and she stops crying. He shoots a smug look at Namjoon who had apparently been trying to get her to quiet down for some time.

In comparison, Jinho is the much quieter twin. He’s asleep on Jin’s bare chest on the couch when they walk into the living area of their apartment.

“That’s more my speed,” Yoongi jokes when he motions to the sleeping baby. Jimin rolls his eyes and can’t help but think of how fond of the twins Yoongi had been in his dream.

“Good because we’ll probably need you both to babysit at some point,” Jin says seriously. He and Namjoon both look a little bit worn out already even though they’ve only had the twins for a week now. Jimin can see how it’d be a large adjustment, but they look happy at least. Jimin smiles as he continues rocking Jihyo and watches as Jin’s large hand encompasses his son’s whole back.




Yoongi has a concert in Seoul right in the middle of exams. It doesn’t stop Jimin from wanting to go, especially after he missed out on the first one, but it means that Jungkook and Tae suddenly decide they need to focus on studying instead of attending. Hoseok wants to come along, but he’s working, and Jin and Namjoon both have their hands full with the twins. Jimin pouts at Yoongi when he finds out he’ll be attending alone.

“You can sit with Hyungwon-ah,” he says. Yoongi seems more understanding than Jimin would be about his friends being busy during his concert. “You don't have to come if you don't want to.”

“What, hyung, of course I'm coming. I'm still sad I didn't get to see you the first time.” Jimin feels like he missed out on a big moment for Yoongi and he's still kicking himself for it. And what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't go support Yoongi? The suggestion is offensive.

“Well I didn't exactly extend the invitation to you for my first concert like I should have. I wanted you there then just like I want you there tomorrow night.”

“I wouldn't miss it.”


The show is sold out and there's already a line by the time they get there. Yoongi had given him the option to come later so he didn't have to sit around during soundcheck, but Jimin was curious.

There's quite a few people already allowed in for soundcheck, so Jimin plans to just stay backstage for it, but when Yoongi gets ready to go out, he grabs Jimin’s hand to pull him on stage with him.

“Hyung! There's people out there!” Jimin says, but Yoongi doesn't seem to care.

“So, they know about us by now. Come on, I want to show you.” Yoongi pulls him until they’re center stage. There’s a group of people cheering as Yoongi takes his mic from one of the staff members. Jimin waves at the group of people, feeling a bit awkward while standing under all the bright lights.

He hears someone awwing at them and it only makes him feel more shy.  He tries to shield himself behind Yoongi, but after Yoongi checks his mic he pulls Jimin from behind him.

“Park Jimin!” Yoongi shouts into his mic like he’s trying to make Jimin more embarrassed. There’s an influx of screams from the small crowd and Jimin hears “he’s so fucking cute,” shouted. His face feels hotter than the lights are making it. Yoongi grins at him. Jimin hopes no one is filming this.

Hyungwon comes over to pull Jimin off the stage so Yoongi can actually complete soundcheck for the people who paid extra to see him perform and not to ‘show off his boyfriend.’

When the show actually starts Jimin sits with Hyungwon to watch. He thinks he knows what to expect considering he’s heard Yoongi rap the songs many times before, but there’s something that’s so commanding about Yoongi’s stage presence that Jimin is still blown away. There’s so many people filling the arena that Jimin can’t help but feel so damn proud.

The passion in Yoongi’s fast words is obvious, and his connection to his audience is almost palpable. When he growls into the mic before he yells to the audience, getting them even more riled up, Jimin finds himself swallowing roughly. He can tell this is what Yoongi is born to do. Jimin can feel his attraction to the man growing, something he didn’t even think was possible.

When Yoongi pulls his hood over backwards snapback and delivers his words to the beat, Jimin is entranced. He doesn’t even realize he was alone for a few minutes before Hyungwon is poking him with an ice cold water bottle and screaming at him.

“Take this. You looked parched,” Hyungwon yells over the bass and the loud crowd. “You might want to wipe your mouth--there’s a little bit of drool…” he jokes and Jimin rolls his eyes. He takes the water and thanks him before he turns his attention back towards Yoongi.

When the show is over, they go to meet Yoongi backstage. Hyungwon tells tales of how Jimin’s mouth was gaping open the whole time, but Jimin ignores him in favor of making out with a sweaty Yoongi. There’s staff all around, but Jimin doesn’t even care. He only cares that Yoongi knows how proud of him he is.




Jimin is the proudest best friend when he watches Tae get handed his degree at the graduation ceremony. Their whole group cheers at an obnoxiously high decibel, but they can see Tae's boxy grin from where they're sitting. He only feels a little bit sad that he’s not graduating alongside him, but he doesn’t regret changing his major for a minute.

Tae’s graduation celebration is somewhat dulled by the fact Yoongi is leaving for a month the day after, and also the fact that there's young children around. The lowkey celebration takes place after the ceremony at Jin and Namjoon's apartment because they have the babies, and Tae adores them even if they're still too young to do more than feebly attempt to crawl around, eat, sleep, and cry.

"Watch out, Tae-yah might steal your children," Hoseok tells Jin and Namjoon who are supervising Tae with their children closely. Jin and Namjoon are still overprotective of the twins and refuse to even let any of them alone with their children. Namjoon has stayed home with them while he writes from home and Jin goes to work. Jimin thinks they'll relax more when the twins get a little bit older and seem less fragile.

"Get your own," Namjoon says and picks up Jinho from the floor where Tae is lying down to play with him.

"Maybe I will," Tae says and Jimin laughs when he watches Jungkook blink, mildly perturbed.

"I think you can stand to wait a while Tae-yah, you've only just graduated and you'll have your hands full with med school.”

Tae just rolls his eyes. "I didn't mean now. I meant in the future. Besides, I know I have a ways to go, but I'm thinking of specializing in pediatrics."

"Oh God, we're not taking our kids to him, Jimin-ah," Yoongi says offhandedly and Jimin swats at him because that's mean, and also because Jimin hasn't told anyone about their conversation about kids. Tae has the biggest shit eating grin on his face, and Yoongi finally seems to realize his mistake. "I mean, not that we--"
But his words are drowned out by everyone but Jin's loud 'ohh.' Yoongi looks a little bit embarrassed actually, and Jimin thinks it serves him right for spilling the beans.

"Children, must we?" Jin says over it all, and he looks pointedly at Namjoon whose voice was one of the loudest. Jimin turns to Jihyo who somehow seems to have fallen asleep in her rocker. He's kind of envious of her when Jin turns on him and demands an explanation.




Jimin tries to keep busy after Yoongi leaves. He moves the rest of his stuff into the house and starts staying there. Jungkook and Tae stay with him while they look for a place of their own rather than going home immediately. Jimin's grateful because he wouldn't want to stay in their big house all alone, but also it's kind of like he's third wheeling in his own home.

Yoongi calls every day, but sometimes it's only for a few minutes before he goes to bed. Jimin misses him, but he understands that he's busy so he tries not to bother him about it. He still appreciates Yoongi's reminders that he misses him too and is thinking about him. He also  appreciates his friends for helping to keep him distracted.

He doesn't have class anymore. He chose not to take classes over the summer even though he could probably get his degree faster that way. He didn't want to have obligations keeping him in Seoul if he wanted to go visit home or maybe go on a trip with Yoongi. He still has work to help keep him busy as well as babysitting the twins when Namjoon and Jin finally crack and decide needing help to give them a break every once in awhile doesn't make them bad parents. They still don't trust Hoseok with the twins, even after Jimin tries to vouch for him.

One day Jimin takes the babies to the park along with Tae, Jungkook, and Hoseok after he assures both Jin and Namjoon multiple times that they are wearing hats and spf. Hoseok holds Jinho in a baby sling that's strapped to his chest, and Jinho seems happy to be there.

"Wait, let me take a picture," Jimin says, stopping the stroller he's pushing with a sleeping Jihyo in it and pulling out his phone. Hoseok lifts Jinho's small baby hand and makes him wave at Jimin.

"Look at the camera, Jinho-yah, show your appa and abeoji that you love your Uncle Hobi," he says and Jungkook laughs as Jinho's face sours and he starts crying. Luckily Jimin takes the picture while Jinho still looks happy. He sends it to Jin and Namjoon while Tae unstraps Jinho to take him from Hoseok. He sends it to Yoongi in a separate message as an afterthought.


Wish you were here.


He doesn't expect to hear back from him any time soon, but he gets immediate responses from both Jin and Namjoon who have to be glued to their phones.


Kim N.: Get him away from my son.

Kim J.:  Cute photo, Jimin-ah. Send me more if you take anymore.

Kim J.: Also, make sure you reapply spf!

Kim J.: Also, tell Hoseok-ah that if he hurts either one of my children, I'll kill him.


Hyungs, they are safe with us, I promise! Don't worry so much.


Jimin doesn't think Hoseok is that bad. If they need to worry about anyone, it's probably Jungkook, he thinks as he watches Jungkook hold Jinho an arms length away when his diaper needs to be changed.




Jimin wakes up to his phone buzzing a facetime call from Yoongi one morning. He doesn't even realize it's a video call when he picks up.

"Jimin-ah? Did I wake you? What time is it there?" Yoongi asks through the loud speaker and Jimin pulls the phone away from his ear to see Yoongi's face.

"It's early, hyung, like six." Jimin pouts and rubs at his eyes sleepily with one hand. He's still glad Yoongi called.

"I'm sorry, baby, I just had some time and I wanted to see you. I'm in LA right now."

"It's okay. I'm glad you called. Are you having fun?" Jimin yawns as he asks and turns so he can rest his arm while he's holding his phone.

"Yeah, it's been incredible, only better if you were here with me." Yoongi sounds half serious and Jimin just groans at his cheesiness, happy that he gets to see Yoongi's smile. "You're not there by yourself, right? Tae and Jungkook are still with you?"

"Yeah, hyung, they're probably still asleep in the guest room."

"Probably defiling it." Yoongi looks resigned as he says it and Jimin misses him. He scrunches his nose up at the thought. "I'm glad they're there, though. I hate the thought of you alone."

"Hyung," Jimin whines. He only just woke up and he can't take his sweetness at this hour.

Yoongi laughs. "I woke up to a picture Tae-yah took of you. I had to thank him for it."

Jimin can't think of any picture that Tae took of him recently and it kind of worries him. "What was it?"

"You were doing a back bend at the park. He asked me if I 'missed my bendy, hot piece of ass.'" Yoongi laughs and Jimin can only groan and cover his face with his hand.

"And what did you say, hyung?"

"Yes, and that I appreciated the picture," Yoongi smirks.

"Hyung!" Jimin shakes his head.

"What? I like pictures and you never send me any of yourself or post any on SNS. What if I forget what my pretty baby looks like?" Yoongi asks and then there's the sound of the door opening and then Hyungwon comes into frame.

"Hey, Jimin-ah! Sorry, I have to take hyung now," he says and Yoongi scowls at Hyungwon for interrupting.

"Okay, hyung, I'll talk to you later?" Jimin says and Yoongi nods.

"I'll call you before I go to sleep." Hyungwon must say something because Yoongi swats at him, but Jimin doesn't catch it. "I love you."

"I love you, too, hyung," Jimin says and he smiles or tries to before he yawns.

"Go back to sleep, Jiminie."

"Okay, bye, hyung, bye, Hyungwon-hyung." Jimin signs off and goes back to sleep.




It's two weeks before Yoongi is due back when Jimin decides to check his social media. He hasn't really been on it at all since he and Yoongi came out because it became kind of a toxic environment.

On twitter he has a bunch of people mentioning him with pictures from Yoongi's shows which he thinks is cute actually, but in between the photos there's people mentioning him with a link. He knows not to click on it, but they're asking if he's still with Yoongi. The preview of the link reads "Agust D spotted with idol Park Chanyeol. Is There Trouble in Paradise?" Jimin laughs and rolls his eyes at the vapid title, but his eyes catch on the picture that's below it.

Jimin knows better than to let something so stupid get to him. He trusts Yoongi and knows he would never cheat on him, knows he loves him, but it still irks him. Park Chanyeol is gorgeous and tall, rich and famous, and he can't overlook that. He huffs.

It's like 9pm and Jimin's already in bed, but he suddenly feels like he can't just sit here. He has to get up and do something. He's clearly spending too much energy on this gossip article if he's letting himself be affected by this. He just needs to let it all out somehow.

Tae and Jungkook are still up, but he's not sure what they're doing. He closes out of the app and goes to find them.They're taking over the couch and watching something on the television in the front room. Jimin stands in front of the tv.

"Jiminie, you're not see through," Tae says.

"Guys, come on, we should get pretty and go out," Jimin suggests and neither of their faces look excited at the prospect.

"Or," Jungkook says, "we could...not."

"Jiminie, we're all already pretty. Do we have to?" Tae asks.

"Yes, Tae, while we're young and still pretty. How many childless days do we have left?"

"Uh, a lot," Jungkook says. "Hyung, do you have something you need to tell us?" Tae looks at him curiously, too.

"No, I just feel like I need to do something other than just sit here."
"Okay, we'll go," Tae says, "just for a little bit." He directs the last part at Jungkook's facial expression.

Jimin goes to get dressed and do his makeup. When he's done he finds Tae and Jungkook still on the couch watching tv. The only difference is that they changed into real pants.

"Jiminie, you look so good! Why are you so dressed up? Hyung will be sorry he missed it." Tae wiggles his eyebrows at him.

"I'm not," Jimin says because he doesn't think he's anymore dressed up than usual.

"Hyung, your whole chest is out and your pants are pretty tight--are those new?" Jungkook asks and Jimin thinks it's a little weird that Jungkook keeps track of the pants he's wearing. And yeah, maybe his shirt is a little bit low cut, he might be wearing the choker Yoongi likes, and his pants are new, sue him. He just wants to go dance and have fun while looking good.
"Let me take a picture for hyung! He'll like it," Tae says and he eyes him up like he's already trying to find his angles. Jimin blushes under the scrutiny,

"Like you did with that other picture, Taetae? I don't think so," Jimin narrows his eyes at Tae who tries to look innocent.

"What picture?" Jungkook asks curiously, but Tae ignores him.

"Jiminie, it was a good picture! I thought hyung would appreciate it, and he did."

"I can take my own pictures," Jimin says as he pulls out his own phone to take a selca. He has no intentions of sending it to Yoongi, but he can post it to SNS. When he takes one he likes he posts it and then they head out.

They don't end up staying long, but they get a few drinks and dance for a bit which was what Jimin wanted. It's fun even if Tae and Jungkook spend most of the time grinding on each other.

Jimin checks his phone when he wakes up. He has a text from Yoongi.


Min Y.: You're probably sleeping, but I hope you had fun last night. I miss you and I love you.


Jimin smiles at the text and checks twitter to see that Yoongi quote retweeted his selca with  

'Mine.' Yoongi's very public possessiveness shouldn't make him feel warm and fuzzy inside, but it does. He briefly wonders what Hyungwon thinks of it; Jimin can't imagine he doesn't have anything to say about it. Then Jimin isn't thinking about Hyungwon at all because he's too busy thinking about how Yoongi liked his picture, how Yoongi said he likes pictures, and how they traded pictures in the dream when Yoongi was away.

His breath hitches as he thinks about maybe taking pictures like that for his hyung. Jimin's alone in the room, but he sinks further underneath the covers when he thinks about it. Jimin has never taken sexy pictures before, especially not for anyone else, but he wants to. The thought of it excites him. He wants to feel hot and have Yoongi praise him, but he's not sure how to go about taking photos like that.

He thinks he should start slow and see what Yoongi's response is first. Jimin gets up to lock the door and find the choker he was wearing last night. He puts it on even if it feels a little bit silly. Getting back into bed, Jimin lowers the covers till they pool around his waist so that it looks like he could be naked even if he is still wearing his underwear. He puts a hand on his lower stomach, his fingertips disappearing under the covers.

He grabs his phone and angles the front camera down so his face is cut out, but his neck and the choker are still in frame. He does it because it'd be difficult to fit everything in frame just holding the phone an arms length away, and also because he'd rather have weak plausible deniability than none if the photo was ever leaked. Even if it isn't X rated, it still isn't a photo he'd want just anyone to see.


The bed feels so large and lonely without you, hyung [photo attached]


Jimin feels embarrassed as soon as he sends it. He thinks about maybe Hyungwon seeing it over Yoongi's shoulder, and he starts to regret it immediately before he sees that Yoongi is typing.


Min Y.: Fuck, Jiminie, this is fighting dirty. I'm in a meeting right now


Jimin bites his lip. He's never been an exhibitionist, but the thought of Yoongi getting caught looking at his photos in the middle of a meeting is thrilling. He doesn't want Yoongi to actually get caught, but the possibility of it happening excites him further and does little to dissuade him from taking this further when Yoongi seems to like it. Jimin lowers the waistband of his underwear and readjust his hardened cock so the head peaks out. He doesn't give himself a chance to second guess before he snaps the picture and sends it.


Do I look good, hyung? [photo attached]


Jimin puts his phone down before Yoongi has a chance to reply, even if he's eager for it. He's more eager to pull his underwear down so he can touch himself properly. As he pumps himself his phone doesn't buzz and he's disappointed, but he continues on, if only to show Yoongi what he's missing.

He turns over on his side and places a small hand over his asscheek, grabbing a fistful, and struggles to take a photo at the weird angle with his other hand. It takes multiple tries but when he succeeds in taking a good one, Jimin feels sexy and like he might be good at this.


Hyung, you don't think I look good? :( [photo attached]


Jimin keeps his phone in his hand when he sees Yoongi typing, but it doesn't stop him from stroking himself.


Min Y.: Jimin-ah, you look so pretty, so ready for me, but baby I'm in a meeting, and I can't hide in the bathroom anymore, okay? Hyung loves you and wishes to be there with you.


Jimin pouts at the message. He wants more attention from Yoongi, but he's not going to continue when Yoongi clearly wants him to stop. His phone buzzes again.


Min Y.: look at what you did to hyung with your photos. So sexy, Jiminie. I'm going to turn off my phone 'cause I don't trust myself not to look, but I love you [photo attached]


In the picture Jimin can see Yoongi's large dick straining in his pants. Jimin wants to touch it so badly. It's so hot knowing that he has that effect on him. He still wishes Yoongi was here to help him, but he doesn't last long after that. He comes all over his own stomach and hand. Jimin snaps a photo of his mess. The bottom half of his face is in frame, including his bite swollen lips.


I love you, too, hyung. <3 [photo attached].




Jimin volunteers to babysit the twins so Jin and Namjoon can have a day to themselves. It helps keep him from being anxious about the fact that Yoongi is supposed to return tomorrow. Tae and Jungkook have since found an apartment to live in and moved out of their guest room, so it's just Jimin and the babies. He knows it'll be a challenge to look after them both at the same time without help, but it won't be the first time, so he's confident in his abilities.

They drop the twins off early in the morning along with more supplies than any two babies really need and don't leave until Jimin gives them multiple assurances that they'll be fine and he'll call if they need anything. They were just fed, so Jinho is very docile, willing to just sleep in the rocker for a while, but Jihyo starts crying immediately when her parents leave.

Jimin airplanes her around, makes sure she doesn't need to be changed, makes sure she doesn't have a fever or need to burp, and tries everything. Nothing seems to work and he doesn't want her waking up her brother so he just starts talking to her in hopes that she'll quiet down.

"Has your appa ever told you how he met your abeoji?" he asks though he knows she doesn't understand him. Her eyes go wide and she goes quiet for a while until he stops speaking when she starts crying again, more quietly, but still crying.

"Your appa met your abeoji at an open mic night. Your appa came to watch one of his friends perform," Jimin continues and she's quiet again. "Now your appa is usually very put together, but when he saw your abeoji on stage performing his spoken word poetry he was 'transfixed.'" Jinho blinks at him.

"Those are his words, not mine. Anyway, he tried to get closer to the stage, but he ended up tripping on his shoelace and he fell, bringing down tables with him. You don't know this yet, or well maybe you do, but your abeoji is usually the clumsy one in your parent's relationship, so this is not a regular occurrence for your appa who got very embarrassed." Jihyo starts babbling nonsensical baby noises at this which only makes Jimin want to continue because it's the most talkative he's ever seen her.

"Now I wasn’t there, and your appa says it was only one table, but your abeoji tells the story differently. He assured me it was like a trail of dominos and it was at least four tables that fell and broke his rhythm. Your abeoji stopped mid-poem to ask if he was alright. He says your appa was as red as a strawberry before he got up and ran off. Your abeoji couldn’t even remember his poem afterward so he ran after him, and the rest is history." Jihyo gets happier at that. She's smiling and Jimin loves her to bits. He blows raspberries into her cheek and she giggles happily.


Later, when he puts them down for another nap after he feeds them and changes them, it's Jinho who will not sleep. He keeps closing his eyes like he's tired, but it's like he can sense when Jimin walks away and tries to leave him to sleep in peace. Jimin doesn't want to have to stand over him the whole time he sleeps so he rubs the baby's stomach and tries to get him to relax.

After the fourth time of him thinking Jinho is in deep slumber and trying to slip away only to make him cry, Jimin decides to sing to them. He doesn't even really know what he's singing considering he's mostly just mumbling words, but it feels right and familiar like maybe it was a lullaby his parents sang to him or something. Jinho finally sleeps next to his sister.

Jimin turns only to see Yoongi in the doorway, leaning against the door frame with a soft smile on his face.

"Hyung!" Jimin says excitedly, a little too loudly after all the hard work he did to make sure the twins were asleep. He runs over to kiss Yoongi who wraps his arms around his waist immediately.

"Shh, baby, I missed you, but don't wake the babies. Joon is on his way to pick them up, by the way," Yoongi says and Jimin can feel the vibrations of his voice in their tight embrace. He pulls back part of the way.

"Wait, hyung you weren't supposed to be back until tomorrow I thought."

"Yeah, I got an earlier flight. I wanted to surprise you," Yoongi says, and Jimin can tell he's exhausted from traveling if the dark circles under his eyes are anything to go by.
Jin and Namjoon come to collect their kids and see Yoongi, but they don't stay long when they see he's tired. Jimin has to pry Yoongi off the couch and up to their bedroom after they leave.

Jimin leads him past where Yoongi just dropped his bags and pushes him down on the bed. Yoongi fights to keep his eyes open a little bit like Jinho earlier.

"Hyung, go to sleep." Jimin says.

"No, I came earlier to surprise you, not to sleep," Yoongi says stubbornly. "I missed you so much. Next time I'm going to fly you out to come see me."

"Okay, hyung, but now you need to sleep."

Yoongi hums. "I really liked those pictures you sent me, Jimin-ah."

Jimin blushes, thinking about the type of pictures that they’ve seemed to talk around. "Yeah, hyung, go to sleep."








When it comes time, Jin and Namjoon host a party in celebration of Jimin finishing his degree and having the twins for a year. Jimin's glad to spend the time surrounded by his friends. It's after they eat a nice, but kind of rowdy dinner that they're lounging in Namjoon and Jin's living room. Jimin is sitting in Yoongi's lap and watching as Hoseok and Jungkook try to get Jihyo and Jinho to crawl toward them.

"Come here, come to Uncle Hobi," Hoseok coos from where he's laying belly down on the floor about six feet away from them. "Show Uncle Kookie who you like more."

Jinho remains unbothered and unconcerned with Hoseok, but Jihyo at least looks at him.

"No, you like Uncle Kookie more," Jungkook says. "Jihyo-yah," he calls and claps his hands together to try and get her attention.

"My children aren't dogs, Jungkook!" Jin says from where he's sat watching on the armchair, trying to digest the massive amount of food that he somehow ate. Tae laughs from next to Jimin and Yoongi on the couch. Jimin even feels Yoongi's chest vibrate as he chuckles softly, too.

"Well, how else am I supposed to get her attention?" Jungkook huffs. "I know she likes me the most...Jihyo-yah!" he clucks and taps on the floor to get her attention, but Jihyo turns and starts crawling toward her abeoji on the sofa next to Tae.

"You're scaring her! And stop before you give her a complex," Namjoon says before he reaches over to pick up his daughter. She babbles happily in his arms.

Jinho on the other hand makes his way toward Hoseok who grabs and airplanes him off the floor before throwing a smug look at Jungkook. "See, I am the most favorite uncle," Hoseok boasts. "Right, little Jinho? Who's your favorite uncle?"

Jinho can only really speak a few words, still at the age where he mostly babbles, but Jimin's sure he can comprehend a lot more than they think.

He just blinks at Hoseok with wide eyes. "Chim," he says before babbling. Hoseok just furrows his brow as he tries to decipher what he's saying. It's answered quickly when Jinho looks around to find Jimin, outstretching his little baby hands toward him. "Chim."

Jimin feels his heart clench as he grins and stands from Yoongi's lap to take Jinho from Hoseok. Everyone else seems to be stunned. Jinho and Jihyo, while they seem to comprehend the other's names, they've only managed to name their appa and abeoji.

"Chim?" Tae squeaks, breaking the silence before he bursts into a fit of laughter. "Uncle Chim!"
Everyone joins in after that, including Jihyo and Jinho which Jimin is slightly bitter about, but he forgives them because they don't know any better.

"Yeah, that's right, Jinho-yah, you're so smart. I'm your Uncle Chim." Jimin squeezes his little baby wrist and waves it a little. Jinho smiles and Jimin turns to see a grin on Yoongi's face.

"Are you ready to head out in a little bit, Jimin-ah?" Yoongi asks, but it's not all that late. They usually stay well into the night when they hang around Jin and Namjoon's since the seven of them struggle to find times when they're all free. Something about Yoongi's facial expression makes him nod though.

"Yeah, okay," he says before he pouts at Jinho who pokes his protruding lower lip. "Uncle Chim is going to go with Uncle Yoongi, okay? Have fun with Uncle Hoseok, okay?" Jinho only babbles before Jimin hands him back over. He takes his goddaughter from Namjoon to say goodbye, whooshing her through the air the way he knows she likes. She giggles happily and Jimin gives her a big kiss on the cheek before he hands her back over. There's a reason he's the favorite uncle, after all.

He's staying bye to all of his friends when Jin stops him.

"Wait, Jimin-ah, I have some of your favorite scones for you to take home. Who knows when you'll get to have them again now that you'll be busy with professional school."

"Hyung, it's not like I'm leaving Seoul. It's only a 10 minute drive and I'll take shifts if you really need me to, but I--"

"Need to focus on school. I get it, Jimin-ah, I'll just miss seeing your smiling face at the cafe everyday," Jin says.

"You'll still have me, hyung!" Jungkook calls from the floor.

"And I can't wait to be rid of you." Jin scowls and Jimin laughs at Jungkook's noise of indignation. Jin goes to grab the scones and Jimin watches as Yoongi says goodbye to the twins. He smiles at Jinho's peels of laughter as Yoongi pretends to toss him in the air. When he says goodbye to Jihyo he holds her tight to his chest before he pulls her back to tickle her and make her squirm in his arms. Tae nudges him.

"Uncle Chim, you look mighty soft right now," Tae jokes with a laugh. "The baby fever is obvious in your eyes."

"Shut up, Taetae," Jimin says with a flush. He doesn't deny it.

Jin comes back with the scones, and with them in his hand Jimin can't help but feel grateful to them. Even if they don't possess magical abilities to allow him to see into the future, they'll always remind Jimin of the first time he met Yoongi.

When they get back to the house, Jimin goes to change out of his clothes before he plops down on the sofa in the tv room. It's only 8pm. He didn't spare any real thought as for why they left so early, only really agreed because Yoongi looked anxious to get home, but he does now. Maybe Yoongi isn't feeling well? He should have asked in the car. Jimin turns off the tv and goes to look for Yoongi. He doesn't have to look far. He finds him pacing in the kitchen and mumbling to himself.

"Hyung? Are you feeling okay?" Jimin asks and Yoongi startles.

"What? Yes! I'm fine," Yoongi says, but his voice is slightly frayed like he's nervous about something. Jimin approaches his boyfriend and Yoongi sighs, seemingly relaxing a little. Jimin kisses him before he pulls him back into the tv room with him.

"Come on, let's go watch tv." They curl up on the couch and Yoongi drapes an arm around his shoulders. Jimin goes to cuddle closer, but Yoongi turns his body so that he can put his feet in Jimin's lap. Jimin scowls at them, but Yoongi just smiles and laughs so Jimin doesn't push them off even if it isn't the most romantic position. They relax and manage to get through an entire movie.

Jimin yawns after it's over. He's thinking about calling it a night, and he readjusts himself on the couch, finally pushing Yoongi's feet off his lap. It seems to make Yoongi tense up again.

"Hyung, what is it?" Jimin asks, beginning to worry. "Is it another tour?" Yoongi had promised to take a break so they could go on a trip before Jimin started school again. Jimin can't help but feel a little disappointed if Yoongi's leaving again, but it wouldn't be the first time he sprung something like this on him. Jimin understands that Yoongi can't always control his schedule.

"No, um," Yoongi says and he moves again to grab Jimin's smaller hand. He squeezes it before he gets off the couch to kneel on the floor in front of him. "Jimin-ah."

Jimin will swear later when he's retelling the story that he thought Yoongi was going to give him a blowjob instead of what happens next.

"Jimin-ah," he repeats, stealing himself with a deep breath as he fumbles with the pocket of his sweatpants. Jimin is honest to God surprised when he sees it's a jewelry box, future telling dream or not, nothing really prepares him for the moment when it comes. The ring is more stunning than he remembers it, and Jimin is blinking back shock and tears when he looks at it.

"Jimin-ah, I love you so much. You're so perfect for me in so many ways and every day I feel so damn lucky to have you in my life. Sometimes I feel like it was magic that brought us together and I know how fucking cheesy that sounds. There's just so much of who I am that wouldn't be there if not for you, and I know you don't need an expensive ring to stick around, but I want to give you the world. Jimin-ah, I have to ask you, will you marry me?" Yoongi's eyes look wet, but Jimin can barely even register his words, let alone his face through his own crying, even if he wants to burn this moment into his memories forever.

"Yes, hyung, yes," Jimin is laughing as Yoongi slips the ring on his finger. He's only quieted when Yoongi kisses him chastely and pulls away to laugh at Jimin's wet face. "Stop crying, baby." He dries underneath Jimin's eyes with the pads of his thumbs. Jimin pounces, kissing his new fiance eagerly before they break apart for air. Jimin clings to Yoongi as he comes down and stops crying.

"Hyung, can you repeat what you said when you asked?" Jimin blinks his wet eyelashes up at him. He wants to hear it again. He barely even heard what Yoongi said because he was so busy crying.

"No, you already heard it once. Why should I have to repeat myself?" Yoongi's lips are pursed and Jimin pouts at him.

"Please, hyung! I was crying and you didn't wait for me to stop!" Jimin complains.

"I would've been waiting all day," Yoongi says, but Jimin just continues to pout until Yoongi huffs. "I said you love me, I love you, will you marry me?"

Jimin swats at Yoongi's chest. "Hyung," he whines. "No, it was way more romantic than that."

"Well, sorry, it was a one time thing," Yoongi says and Jimin begs to hear it again until Yoongi finally gives in and repeats himself.