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Spring arrives and with it a perfect weather. Also, Namjoon and Seokjin’s daughter.
It takes Yoongi a bit over a couple of week to visit them, with being too busy at the company and also Jimin not being able to go with him since he too had been working hard. By now they had fallen into a routine, having Jimin at his loft two or three times a week and lunch at a nearby restaurant whenever he couldn’t spend the night, Jimin inviting him to his apartment and cooking for him on the weekends, they go to the movies and hang with their friends, it’s domestic as it can get and Yoongi couldn’t love it more.
When they are finally able to visit, Yoongi is a bit anxious to be around a baby.
He didn’t think it- she would be so small and look so fragile. When him and Jimin arrive, the baby is sound asleep in her bassinet and right next to her in a rocking chair is Namjoon snoring softly so they end up having to go sit in the living room as they both nap. Seokjin asks them to be quiet and let them both rest, also that funnily enough it- the baby girl can’t sleep without her father’s snores. It must have something to do with the Alpha’s scent, which is soft and all around them, and both Jin and it- the baby must find soothing.
Yoongi scolds himself for the thousandth time because he keeps calling her an ‘it’. Jimin had already pointed it out a few times on their way there and Yoongi mistakenly says it out loud, asking for it’s name, Jimin gives him a look.
Seokjin laughs, “Haewon”
The elder Omega looks at him expectantly but Yoongi only hums.
“that’s a beautiful name” Jimin says after a few seconds.
Jin smiles widely, “we took a while choosing it, it was Joonie who decided it”
“I can’t wait to hold her”
“as soon as they wake up” the elder assures Jimin, “you’ll hear when” he adds and they share a giggle.
Yoongi’s lips quirk. He doesn’t want to hold her though, she probably won’t like his scent, it’s too strong specially when he’s a bit nervous. He should have sprayed himself with scent blockers.
“so I heard about Taehyung’s exhibit next week,” Jin continues, “I’m bummed I’ll miss it, but I’ll send Joon and Jisoo”
Seokjin had been sent home from the hospital a week prior and he was recovering well, but he still needed to rest and didn’t want to overdo it the first few weeks at home. Jisoo had taken control of his business for now and she was doing very well.
Jimin smiles, “Jungkook is excited to meet Jisoo” he says, “they’ve been exchanging mails about his work, she already got him a few clients”
“that portrait of you was beautiful” the elder tells him, “no wonder was Yoonie couldn’t resist and hung it on your living room” he gives Yoongi an amused look but he isn’t paying attention.
Yoongi feels Jimin elbowing him and he blinks a few times turning their attention to him, “what”
“Jin was talking to you” the Omega says quietly.
“oh” he chuckles and looks at the elder apologetically, “sorry, what was-“
“I was talking about the portrait of Jimin you have at home” Jin cocks an eyebrow, “are you good? Were you working late last night?”
He opens his mouth to reply but it’s Jimin who speaks, “he didn’t come home last night” he says with a soft pout, “he slept at the studio”
Yoongi chuckles and puts his hand on the Omega’s tight, squeezing softly in an apology gesture. Jimin covers his hand with his own and leans in to peck at his lips.
“Oh, you are going to have to get used to it” Jin chuckles.
Jimin’s lips quirk, “I guess”
Yoongi notices the small pout on his lips, “not really though” he looks at Jin, “I’m probably going to end up getting my own Jisoo and have them do all the heavy work like Namjoon does”
Jin barks out a laugh and Jimin’s eyes turn into crescents.
“what about you Jiminie” The elder continues, “how’s work, your dancing?”
“Oh” Jimin runs his fingers through his hair, “I’m being poached by an agency, not Cypher but they also, um, are a label” he mentions, “Hoseok’s actually”
“that’s amazing!”
Yoongi’s lips quirk. Jimin had returned home one day with the news, apparently some talent scout had seen him in the newspaper and attended a showcase he had danced in. It was a coincidence that the man worked at the company Hoseok dances at and he shared Jimin’s information with his permission.
“they want me really badly” Jimin’s cheeks are slightly pink, “and the pay is really good”
He feels a pang in his chest. He didn’t like Jimin worrying about money, that’s one subject they rarely talked about other than the casual mentions of it, specially because of the one time Yoongi had the great idea of giving Jimin a blank check out of the blue for his expenses and the younger had at first looked visibly surprised and then very vocally upset. It had been their first – and hopefully only – argument since they got together and Yoongi still feels bad thinking about it.
Seokjin gives Yoongi a knowing look but he ignores it, he’ll probably get a talk about his worries being coming from his Alpha’s pride and all that, which Yoongi doesn’t believe it’s the case.
“and, um, my former mentor, Mrs. Wang” Jimin says then, “she was the teacher who trained me for the first two years of college” he explains to Jin, “she contacted me a few days ago, she has this private dance academy and would like me as a teacher”
“oh, wow” Jin’s eyes widen, “is that some-“
“you didn’t tell me that” Yoongi says quietly, turning to Jimin with a soft smile, “you were serious about wanting to teach?”
Jimin lets out a breathy laugh, “yeah, maybe, I don’t know yet,” he fiddles with his fingers, avoiding both pairs of eyes on him sheepishly, “I mean, I’m getting pass my prime in a year or two”
Yoongi’s lips quirk, “please” he scoffs softly and kisses his temple.
“god, you are so whipped” Seokjin huffs out amused and crosses his arms.
He clicks his tongue and Jimin giggles before kissing his cheek.
“hey, you two”
They turn to find Namjoon entering the living room. His eyes a bit swollen from sleep behind his glasses and a soft smile on his face.
“Speaking of whipped” Yoongi mumbles.
Jin suppresses a smile.
Namjoon kisses his mate’s hair and sits next to him, “she’ll wake up in a bit”
“as soon as she realises you took your scent with you” Jin nuzzles his cheek.
Yoongi scrunches up his nose, “and I’m the whipped one?”
Jimin elbows him and bites down a smile.
The wails of the baby makes the four of them turn.
Hell no. He’s not picking her up. Yoongi remains in the corner of the room while Namjoon beams over the tiny little thing in Jimin’s arms, her little hands moving awkwardly as the Omega coos at her and smiles. Namjoon explains she’s tinier than a normal baby as male Omega babies’ normally are, but that she’s healthy, Jimin comments he can tell as she’s pink all over and very aware.
“she’s so precious” Jimin’s smile widens until his eyes disappear, “my brother was such an ugly baby”
Namjoon laughs quietly.
“she’s Seokjin hyung’s little twin, Namjoon-ssi”
The Alpha nods, “she is” his smile is soft as he reaches to caress her little cheek.
Yoongi gives a few steps and lifts his chin to be able to see her. It- she, Haewon looks like... a baby.
He frowns, “where are her eyebrows?”
Namjoon slaps his shoulder.
An amused smile blooms from Jimin’s lips, “her hair will darken in a few weeks” he tells him.
Yoongi hums. Jimin seems to be at ease around Haewon, he did mention how he took care of his brother since he was a baby, helping his mom with his baths and diaper changes, so of course he is. And also, not that Yoongi would assume that but yeah he did, it’s an Omega thing. The bundle in his arm squirms a little and he gives a step back.
“aish, she won’t bite” Jimin rolls his eyes amused, “or cry, she is a very calm baby” he looks at Namjoon, “right?”
Namjoon dimples at him, “she only cries when she’s hungry or when I’m away”
Jimin bumps his shoulders with the Alpha and smiles sweetly, “lucky dads”
Namjoon smiles widely and his chest puffs out. Yoongi feels a lump in his throat and a smile pulls from his own lips. Haewon makes a little funny sound and Yoongi finds himself chuckling at it, Namjoon turns to him then.
“want to hold her now?”
Jimin giggles, “oh, I’ve been keeping her all to myself” he says, “come here”
He lifts his hands, “I’m good”
Namjoon clicks his tongue and Jimin frowns.
“come on” The Alpha reaches for the sleeve of his shirt, “uncle Yoongi must hold her”
He makes a face, “I really don’t want to” he admits, Jimin's brow furrows as he tilts his head in a questioning manner, “she looks- I’ll probably squish her or something, she’s tiny, what if-” he purses his lips when Namjoon pouts.
With a heavy, long suffering sigh he shrugs.
“you can sit on the rocking chair, she likes it” Namjoon says.
Yoongi grumbles and sits on the chair. Seconds later Jimin is placing the little baby in his arms.
“hold her butt and her head” Jimin says, “just like that”
Namjoon hums approvingly as he does what he’s told, “see? That wasn’t so hard”
Yoongi manages a smile.
Haewon barely weights a thing, he’s carried microphones that are heavier than her, he doesn’t say it out loud since he’s too busy staring at her face, her big eyes open and look at him. He knows she only sees shadows or blurs or something, he read about it online, but apparently for Haewon he is a very funny looking blur because seconds later she makes a little noise and, to his surprise, she smiles.
“Oh, look! She’s smiling” Namjoon exclaims softly.
“she’s got dimples like you” Jimin adds.
Yoongi feels a fluttering in his chest and he too gives her a gummy and very wide smile.
There’s sweat gathered in his temple and the familiar somewhat satisfying ache in his body, but he still smiles widely and waves back at every person who passes by him as they begin to clear the studio room. When he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirrored wall, he feels a bit embarrassed about his aspect; blushed cheeks and sweaty hair, but thankfully his clothes didn’t look dishevelled.
His train of thought is interrupted as someone bumps into him, two arms wrapping around his tights followed by a giggle.
Jimin glances down with a smile and pats the little boys’s hair, “did you have fun today?”
“Yes, Jimin-ssi! I had very much fun dancing today!” the boy replies excitedly.
Jimin’s mentor Mrs. Wang had been pretty persistent about him working for her and ended up calling him a few times even after he had declined. He hadn’t declined because he didn’t like the idea of being a dance teacher but because he wouldn’t have been able to accept, the pay wasn’t as good specially since he was paying his apartment on his own having given up on finding a new roommate, but she convinced him of giving at least one class to her younger students who had been excited to meet him in person after she showed them a video of Jimin performing. Jimin had laughed a bit, since it had been a good tactic of her part, and accepted visiting the academy just for a day. He was suppose to dance and leave, but the children had been so excited to see him; specially a few boys, who hadn’t met a male ballet dancer in person before, and started asking him to dance over and over before it turned into them asking Jimin to teach them some ‘moves’.
“Darling, what have we talked about personal bubbles?”
The little boy, Juwon, gives a step back from Jimin – raising his arms infront of him and walking backwards until he’s far enough he can’t touch him – before turning to his mother with a pout. The elder woman smiles softly and pats his head before turning to Jimin with an apologetic look on her face.
“I apologise, he’s a hugger” she giggles.
Jimin waves it off, “I don’t mind” he says, “he did really good today”
The woman sighs happily, “I’m impressed you held his attention for long enough” she says with a chuckle, “if you ask the other teachers, they’ll tell you he’s the troublemaker of the class” Jimin suppresses a smile when Juwon whines and pulls from his mother’s coat.
She exchanges a few more pleasantries with Jimin, complimenting his dancing which earns her a polite bow from Jimin, before she announces she has to go. Jimin waves at Juwon and the little boy beams as he waves back with one hand and clutches his mother’s coat with the other.
“Did you have fun, Jimin-ssi?”
He turns to find Mrs. Wang smiling at him softly.
“Very much fun” Jimin replies, “thank you for having me”
“see, and you made me work a bit to convince you” She cocks an eyebrow and Jimin lets out a breathy chuckle, “it was nice having you”
Jimin hums and glances around the now quiet dance studio. He glances at his bag and coat left in a chair a few feet away and is about to say he should go when the elder woman speaks again.
“the spot I had offered you is still open” the woman says keeping her tone casual, “I know that you are doing more than well at the SDA and that they pay here wouldn’t be as substancial as over there”
Jimin twists his fingers over his lap. While it’s true he’s being paid well for dancing at the SDA, he is already aware that is the only reason he is choosing to stay with them. His peers are nice, of course, but he hadn’t enjoyed spending a day at the studio in so long, not until that morning when he had been asked to dance for a bunch of children. Maybe... maybe he should tell Yoongi he wants to just get rid of his apartment and move in with him, he can tell the Alpha wants Jimin to allow him to take care of him and truth be told he wants to. He also wants the liberties it would allow him, like being able to dance for fun.
“How... what exactly would I be doing?” Jimin asks after a few seconds, “if, hypothetically I-“
“You’ll be my teaching assistant” the woman says, “I’m getting too old to one; do many of the routines I teach my students, and two; to handle all these little rascals”
His eyes light up, “I could have this class?”
Mrs. Wang crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow, an amused smirk pulling from her lips, “you’ll have to be here everyday though, from 7 to 5” she continues, walking up to him at a slow pace, “and believe me they aren’t always as delightful as they were today”
Jimin bites his bottom lip, “why do you want me so badly?”
Mrs. Wang tilts her head, “the first time I saw you dance you were the only one who couldn’t get the routine quite right” she begins, “the first hour the class lasted you struggled, for the next one you observed the others dance and it was obvious that you could tell who was getting it right and who wasn’t even when I hadn’t pointed out their mistakes” Jimin nods softly, “the next class you not only got every single step right, you were the only one who did on the first try” the elder woman smiles softly, “I want you not because your talent for dance is innate but because you are the dancer you are; a beautiful and amazing one, because of your handwork and your love for the art”
He feels a pleasant sensation in his chest, pride, and runs his fingers through his hair before offering the elder woman a warm smile.
There’s really no reason to say no, once he speaks to Yoongi about where he wants to live that is, and he had actually enjoyed spending time with the children a lot more than he thought he would (most importantly he had been good at it) and... Yoongi’s workplace is actually not too far form there. Jimin imagines being able to see him more often, even when they already do, and he would be dancing everyday without anyone telling him what to do. Well, except for Mrs. Wang.
“So what do you say, Jimin-ssi?” the woman asks, tapping her heeled shoe on the wooden surface of the floor.
Jimin lets out a breath, “I’d love to work for you, Mrs. Choi” he bows politely and a smile tugs at his lips.
Mrs. Wang’s hand squeezes at his shoulder, and Jimin lifts his head to find her smiling, “You’d be working with me”
That sounds even more... Right. He enjoys even more the fluttering inside his chest and a smile blooms on his lips.
Jimin groans as he feels the elevator is slower. When the elevator doors finally open, Jimin practically runs out and sighs happily. He toes his shoes off and drops his bag next to them, he shrugs off his coat as he makes his way through the living room and throws it over the couch - Yoongi scolds him about it but Jimin always seems to forget to hang it in the coat hanger by the entrance - and the walks towards the studio room. Yoongi spends a lot of time there when he's working or taking calls, the second one is the case this time since Jimin can hear his voice clearly as he seemed to have forgotten to close the door.
"for fuck's sake, again?"
Jimin pauses mid-step, his hand stopping before he reaches the door to push it open the rest of the way. He bites his bottom lip and wonders if remaining there would count as eavesdropping.
"okay, okay," Yoongi sighs heavily, "just by 5% and tell them no more... Of course I will, but they have to think- no, Jisoo, that's-"
Yoongi groans in frustration and Jimin covers his mouth to hold his giggle because it's something Yoongi does every time he speaks with Jisoo over the phone, the woman has the tendency to interrupt and talk too fast sometimes, kind of like Jungkook when he gets excited about a particular subject, Jimin can't quite imagine how their conversations go.
"a week, just a week, just... This is important, okay?" Yoongi says, tone serious, "aish, you are so damn dramatic"
Jimin figures he should announce himself since the conversation seems almost over and pushes the door further. Yoongi lifts his gaze and smiles when he sees Jimin, he is sitting on the arm of the couch, legs spread and a hand resting on his knee while he hangs up on Jisoo with the other before tossing his phone aside.
He asks Jimin something as he gestures at him to go to him but Jimin can't really hear. His mind is completely blank as he takes in Yoongi, who all dressed up, wearing all black and hair styled elegantly. What gets Jimin's mouth watering, embarrassingly enough, is that Yoongi is wearing a skirt over pants and he looks so damn good in it.
"ah, yeah" Yoongi glances down at himself and scratches the back of his head, "I kind of didn't know what to wear so Jin suggested I asked the company's stylist for clothes," he sighs, “is it too much?"
Jimin shakes his head, first to snap out of his thoughts - the surprisingly lewd ones he suddenly had - and then to let Yoongi know he wasn't overdressed.
"not at all" Jimin says, he lets out a breathy chuckle, Taehyung's exhibit was going to be quite an event "I, um, you just- you look good"
Yoongi's lips quirk, "that good?" he asks, head titling and a brow rising.
Jimin rolls his eyes, blushing slightly at having been caught ogling his mate. Yoongi grins amused and walks towards Jimin, but Jimin stops him from hugging him when he notices the man is going in for an embrace.
"I must be all sweaty" he explains half embarrassed.
“Don’t care” Yoongi still leans in to kiss Jimin's mouth, "how did it go at the- that school thing"
Jimin suddenly remembers why he had been so excited to see Yoongi. A smile widens his lips before he kisses Yoongi again and tells him about his day, the class, the students, and then accepting Mrs. Wang offer. Yoongi listens attentively as a smile slowly curves his lips, he hugs Jimin tightly despite the previous failed attempt and Jimin allows it, being to excited to stop himself.
"even before she brought it up I was kind of hoping she asked me again" Jimin admits with a soft chuckle, his hands splayed on Yoongi's chest, "God, I can't wait to tell Taehyung" he shakes his head and cups Yoongi's face, "which we won’t do today, okay? Today is about him and only him, so keep your pretty mouth shut"
"yah, I will" Yoongi smiles and nuzzles at his palm, his warm hands squeeze at Jimin's hips, “I like seeing you this happy”
Jimin huffs out a laugh making the Alpha smile, “I’m going to get ready, yeah?” he kisses him again.
“Take your time” Yoongi tells him.
Jimin hums and kisses his knuckles before letting go of his hand and leaving the room.
He’s sure here’s a lot more people than the building is capable of hosting. There’s music, and cameras and a red carpet at the entrance which Jimin thankfully doesn’t have to walk through. Him and Yoongi are guided by security through the backdoors where they meet with Namjoon, who arrived there earlier, Hoseok and Jungkook, both looking proud and excited for Taehyung, who is already being interviewed by some famous art magazine about his work.
A few hours later when things are more calmed and walking around gets easier, Jimin is having a glass of champagne while he eyes a few other paintings. He stares at one in particular, it’s not Taehyung’s because it’s not his friend’s style – he might not know much about art but he could identify his friend’s art easily – but it’s... pretty, it looks like a sunset morphing into hands or maybe eyes, he titls his head and squints trying to figure out but can’t, he can’t figure why he likes it either. And as he leans forward to read the plaque under it, he can’t figure why is it so damn expensive.
“Shit”
“hey, if you are going to buy something it better be one of mine”
Jimin turns to find Taehyung narrowing his eyes at him playfully. He holds his gaze for a few seconds before they both burst into giggles, and Jimin pulls the taller one into a hug.
“I’m so proud of you”
The Beta whines, “you’re going to make me cry” he says pulling back, a boxy smile on his face.
“yah, I bet Hobi’s told you the same it like a hundred times”
He nods, “a thousand, actually, and that’s only counting today” he grins, “but I like hearing it from you”
Jimin beams and intertwines their fingers before squeezing, “well, I am very proud of you, and your art, and being your bestest friend”
Taehyung giggles and takes his hand to his lips to nuzzle at them affectionally, “thanks, Jiminie” he then glances around, “where’s Yoongi hyung?”
“um” he glances around to, finding Yoongi a few feet away with Namjoon, both men laughing at something Hoseok is saying, “over there” he smiles fondly at the gummy smile.
“you look happy”
He blinks a few times and tilts his head, “Oh?” Taehyung chuckles and nods, “I, um, I am really happy to be here”
Taehyung lets go of his hand to slap his shoulder, “I mean in general, all the time,” he smiles, “you even sound happy over the phone”
He chuckles, “yeah, well, I am happy” he glances in Yoongi’s direction, “all the time” he turns to the Beta, “I don’t know why, I just feel... I feel like it’s all good and like I can touch happiness” his eyes fall on the painting and his hand brushes his mating mark.
The first few weeks after mating he wondered if it would fade but it remains as pink as the day Yoongi bit him. And that feeling he gets when he sees Yoongi after days or even hours without him, like he’s about to burst at the seams because Yoongi fills him with all that love and warmth, like he’s a glass and whatever Yoongi pours into him will never overspill, that feeling of being always basking in the Alpha’s presence is neverending.
“I’m happy, and in love” He looks at Yoongi again, esily finding him despite a crowd between them, “and he loves me, and that makes him happy”
And is as simple as that. And... why is he suddenly tearing up. Must be the champagne.
“I too used spontaneously tear up at the thought of Hobi”
Jimin clicks his tongue and narrows his eyes at a smirking Taehyung. The Beta cups his face, squishing his cheeks before patting at the corner of his eye with his thumb.
“is my make up still okay?”
The taller nods, “yup” he glances at his body, “you look hot by the way”
Jimin was wearing jacket and dressed pants, black on black, and a body chair to accessorise though only the collar was fully visible so anyone would just think is a simple chain necklace. And of course he is wearing the earrings Yoongi gave him for Christmas.
He chuckles and bumps their hips together, “you too”
Taehyung winks, “You should see what I’m wearing underneath, Hobi and Kookie are going to have a heart attack”
Jimin barks out a laugh, “god, you are such a horndog”
“I haven’t been fucked in two months, Chim” he whines, pulling from his sleeve like an annoying child.
He cocks an eyebrow, “Weren’t you the one who told Hobi no bedroom activities until after the exhibit?”
Taehyung had said it had something to do with his ‘creative process’ and needing all his energy focused on his art or what not. Hoseok had actually complained to Jimin about it, sounding morose and even tearing up a bit, the whole thing was ridiculous and pretty funny, actually.
“Well, yeah, but you know how Hobi likes to play dirty so he asked if Kookie was off limits too, and I said no” Taehyung pouts dramatically, “and so he had Jungkook over and-“
“Don’t know if I’ve had enough champagne for this”
“they made a video where he did the tongue trick-“
“I did not have enough champagne for this”
“And he got all these new toys for him-“
"Why did I think you shared toys?” he blurts out.
Taehyung snorts and then giggles, “Half the things Hobi and I use kinda scare Kookie” Jimin suppresses a smile, “anyways, you just need to know I’ve been suffering” he takes his hand to his chest and pouts, “and all the while you’ve been having the best mating sex of your life!”
Jimin hushes him and glances around as if to make sure no one is looking at them. Taehyung apologises quietly, not looking sorry at all, before he leans closer and quirks an inquisitive brow to the Omega. Sex with Yoongi has always been good, but ever since they mated there’s something that lingers even hours after he’s had his orgasm, even when Yoongi hasn’t knotted him, even when he is only using his fingers or tongue, even when he it has to be quick because Jimin has to go to work or they are interrupted by a call Yoongi had been waiting for.
“yup” Taehyung’s lips are split by a knowing smile, “that’s what mated sex is like”
Jimin bites down a smile, a blush pinching at his cheeks. Even when he was in heat he was hyperaware of Yoongi’s presence, his scent and touch and the warmth emanating from his body, his voice as he converse quietly about nothing and everything. Not only it was the sex but the aftercare; Yoongi would hold for what felt hours or at least until Jimin came down from his high, he cleaned, fed Jimin, bathe Jimin... Jimin had broken down in tears at the realisation that he never had anyone taking care of him that way before.
“And how was his rut?”
He pouts slightly, “didn’t spend his last rut with him” Taehyung deflates, “next time definitely”
He perks up and wiggles his brows, “your poor ass is gonna be wrecked for real” Jimin elbows him, “what, is true!”
Jimin rolls his eyes fondly and glances across the crowed again. He finds Namjoon showing his phone screen to Jungkook, who has returned from snapping pictures around, and Hoseok who’s arm is around the youngest. Yoongi is next to Namjoon shaking his head as a soft smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.
“Namjoon must be showing off Haewon” Jimin says with a giggle.
“Oh, god, I bet she’s beautiful!” Taehyung exclaims, “her parents are gorgeous”
“She is, yeah” he smiles, “she’s so tiny, I think Yoongi would be able to hold her with just one hand”
Taehyung lets out an ‘awww’.
Jimin remembers how Yoongi’s hands cradled the small baby so carefully and feels a warmth bloom in his chest. The elder had been so afraid at first, he hadn’t told Jimin but it was evident, he had been nervous since they left home that day – calling her ‘it’ and wincing every time he did – but once Jimin had placed her in his arms it had come naturally to him. He bites his bottom lip as the pleasant warm feeling moves downwards, settling at the pit of his stomach.
“I agree with your eomma” Taehyung says suddenly, he now has a glass of champagne in his hand and Jimin wonders first when did he get it and then what is he talking about, the Beta looks at him pointedly, “I think you should definitely have some pups soon, I want to be an uncle”
Jimin thinks his eyes are wide and his jaw drops but instead he feels a smile pull from his lips, it isn’t as wide as Taehyung’s knowing one but it’s still there.
“aish, why would I be thinking about that now” Jimin protests weakly, “I mean, I’m just twenty six and, well, I don’t even know if Yoongi actually...”
God, but that gummy smile on his face when Haewon smiled at him. Jimin can’t- well, he can actually imagine his reaction when is his own pup he’s holding, Yoongi’s smile would be impossibly bigger and his feline eyes crinkling at the corners, maybe he’ll cry a bit. Jimin knows he will cry.
“I think you’ll be a good mom, Jimin-ah” Taehyung says with a warm smile, no hint of teasing, “or appa, papa? Maybe Yoongi hyung will like to be call eomma, who knows”
Jimin chuckles and elbows him softly, “thank you, Tae” he bites his bottom lip and looks down at him empty glass, “do you think about-“
“Hell, yes”
“Really?”
“Yup” A boxy grin, “I want to adopt six pups, a pair will be twins named Jimin and Minji,” Jimin laughs lightheartly, “three will be Jungs and the other three Jeongs”
Jimin’s lips quirk, “you have it all figured out, huh” Taehyung nods proudly, “I...” he bites his bottom lip, “I was always a bit jealous of you for it, you and Hobi and Jungkook” he admits quietly.
Taehyung tilts his head, “why?”
“You made it look all so easy and simple” Jimin says, smiling softly at Taehyung, “all this falling in love and being in love, and staying in love” he lets out a breathy chuckle and the taller’s lips quirk, “but I get it now”
Taehyung throws his arms over his shoulder and kisses his cheek.
An hour later he’s in the car on his way home. Next to him Yoongi chats animately about the pictures Namjoon had showed him, he’s particularly excited about the fact that Jin had already dressed Haewon in the outfit he had bought for her on christmas and even asks Jimin to reach for his phone to see the picture. Jimin smiles at the screen when he sees said picture and then turns to his mate, who continues smiling as he keeps his eyes glued to the road.
Jimin takes his knee to his chest and turns his body towards him, “you look so handsome today” he mentions, giving Yoongi a once over.
Yoongi stifles a chuckle, “you might have mentioned it once or twice” he says, “I’m going to ask the Cypher stylist to get me clothes more often”
“mm” he bites his bottom lip, “can you keep these ones?”
The elder cocks an eyebrow, “I can pay for them if you like it so much” Jimin hums, “I will pay for them since you liked them so much”
Jimin chuckles.
He stares at Yoongi’s profile for a few seconds considering his words next, and hoping the Alpha doesn’t think he’s bringing it up because of his comment. By now Yoongi has figure Jimin doesn’t like talking about money, the Omega even has a hard time talking about his bad days – he sometimes feels he’s complaining about things he shouldn’t, that’s just the way Jimin is and he’s self-aware enough to know it’s not a good thing – no matter how understanding Yoongi is and how he manages to soothe him every time it’s still something Jimin is working through.
They are almost reaching the apartment, so Jimin decides to talk about it before they get there. In case it gets awkward he could just go hide in the bathroom for a while. He winces at the thought and scolds himself for thinking that way. Yoongi, his Alpha would never give him a reason to want to hide away.
“hey, can we talk about something” Jimin says then.
The elder nods.
Seconds later, when Jimin hasn’t spoken, Yoongi reaches to turn off the radio which had been playing lowly.
“Jimin-ah?”
Jimin accommodates on the seat, “it’s about what I told you earlier” he says, “my new- my future new job”
Yoongi nods, glancing at him before making the last turn. Jimin looks ahead and sees the gates infront of the building opening.
“I want to move in with you”
Even Jimin seems surprised at how easily the words slipped past his lips. He thought he would stutter, consider for a while, pick his words more carefully, but he just... said what he wanted to.
Yoongi parks the car and turns off the engine. It’s quiet for a few seconds though he can see the smile tugging at the corner of the elder’s mouth, it was as if he had been expecting it... wanting it for a long time. Actually, Jimin knows that was the case, the Alpha let him know whenever he asked for Jimin to stay a bit longer, to sleep at his place even when he had work the next day, whenever Yoongi told him his apartment felt too spacious without Jimin in it.
“I mean, we are Mates and I-“ no that’s not it, “I want to move out of-“ not that either, “I... would like to go to a job I like, and that at the end of the day when I get to go home” he says, sighing heavily and pinching the fabric of his pants because it’s coming out wordy, “that it’s your place I’m going to”
“our place, Jimin” Yoongi says, tone light, “I’ve already told you that it’s our place” he licks his lips and looks at Jimin, “I would love nothing more than for you to live with me” he says, “that when I get to go home is with you”
“oh” Jimin nods, “okay”
That causes a soft laugh to leave Yoongi, before his hand finds its way to Jimin’s lap where he is still pinching his pants.
Jimin interwines their fingers together and he too lets out a breathless chuckle, “how eloquent of me, huh”
Yoongi takes his hand to his lips, “speechless you is cute”
Jimin rolls his eyes fondly and bites on his bottom lip when Yoongi kisses his knuckles.
They make love that night even when Jimin thought they would be too tired once they got home. He pants against the pillow and clutches the sheets tightly as Yoongi fucks him into the mattress at a deliciously slow pace, his breath hot against his nape and his chest pressed to Jimin’s back, when he’s about to come he reaches for Jimin’s cock and with two strokes he comes undone.
Yoongi falls on his side taking Jimin with him and when he’s about to slide out, Jimin stops him.
His cheeks crimson as he whispers, “stay inside... a bit longer”
The Alpha presses their bodies together, securing Jimin’s waist and pressing his lips against his sweaty hair.
Jimin doesn’t realise it until minutes later, but he had been rubbing his abdomen while he was lost in thoughts of the events of the day. He stops himself and reaches for Yoongi’s hand to interwine their fingers instead, he closes his eyes and lets himself be pulled into a deep sleep.
Things don’t change when Jimin moves in.
The place doesn’t feel crowded even when there a still a few boxes laying around with Jimin’s belongings, he doesn’t feel he needs more space despite Jimin’s scent being around him all the time, he doesn’t mind being woken up early after spending the whole night in the studio because Jimin has to go to work and wants to have breakfast together. He loves coming home and finding Jimin curled up in the couch listening to music, he gets excited when he hears the Omega arrive home, he loves driving him from time to time or letting him use his car to go wherever he wants. Now they don’t have to wait days to meet, talk on the phone for hours to make up for it, plan ahead when they want to go on dates or meet their friends. Yoongi, who had been trying to play it cool at first – he almost pops a vein containing his excitement when Jimin told him he wanted to move in – couldn’t stop smiling whenever he saw Jimin doing the most mundane things; from brushing his teeth to applying the many beauty products he uses before bed.
It’s not different, it’s more.
He gets more time to talk before they fall asleep, which Jimin has made a habit of and Yoongi wonders if it’s because he used to do it with Taehyung, he gets more time with him before he leaves for work and tells Yoongi about his hopes for the day. Yoongi has him join him in the studio sometimes since he likes hearing his feedback, he even enjoys watching dramas with the Omega even when he grumbles all throughout the duration of them. He has yet to get used to how messy Jimin can be, he always finds a loose article of clothing in random places, but the giggling mess and lame excuse he gets from the Omega is always entertaining.
Yoongi finds himself constantly wondering how he got so lucky, like at the moment, as he watches Jimin cross the street with a smile on his face as he sees his Alpha waiting for him in the car to take him home. He’s anxious because of the call he had received that morning after Jimin left but as soon as Jimin closes the door behind him it melts away. It melts away with the soft scent of honey, with the sweet kiss on his lips and the melodic voice that beings telling him about his day.
Jimin is used to be the one doing most of the talking, he thinks of Yoongi as a good listener rather than simply a quiet man, which is why at the moment despite the Alpha being silent for a long time Jimin knows he’s listening to him with genuine interest. He knows because Yoongi does this thing where his brows quirk slightly and his ears perk like a cat’s, it’s... cute. Even as Jimin tells him that he’s choreographing his class and getting to do a solo routine himself for the summer showcase, he takes notice of his Alpha’s little tells, and when Jimin quietly adds it’s something he both didn’t expect to get to do barely months after being hired and always wanted to do, he notices the elder’s lips part because he wants to say something.
“I don’t know, maybe I’m biting mote than I can chew” Jimin hurries to add, chuckling lightly.
Yoongi waits until they are on a red light to turn to him, “I’m sure you were chosen because they know what you are capable of, Min-ah, you’ll do amazing as always” the Omega grins, “I’m really proud of you, kitten”
The words seem to stun Jimin momentarily. It’s been a while since the last time Yoongi manage to make him blush by just words – he’s found plenty of other ways to make his skin turn pink though – and then Jimin huffs out a little chuckle.
“thank you, Alpha” the younger says, “I, um, that makes me feel good” he sounds like he’s admitting some deep secret.
“I’ll make sure to remind you from time to time” Yoongi tells him, because he knows Jimin sometimes forget.
Jimin stares at Yoongi’s profile as he drives them home. The past two weeks, the Alpha has been resting from working so much, which Jimin is happy about, but he still can’t sleep well for some reason; he tosses and turns on his sleep and at the moment he looks tired, there’s also the random calls he keeps getting, sometimes he answers but sometimes he looks at the screen for a few seconds before he ends the call. The elder catches Jimin staring and takes the Omega’s hands to his lips to press a kiss there.
“I got something to tell you” Yoongi says then.
Jimin feels his heart begin to race, “okay”
“well, to show you”
A frown, “okay?” he shifts on his seat, “is it something bad?”
Yoongi chuckles, “I hope not”
He titls his head confused but doesn’t say anything else.
The rest of the ride is quiet and as they ride the elevator up Jimin fidgets with his hands almost nervously. Yoongi notices and wants to say there’s nothing to worry about but he isn’t sure if his... surprise will be something Jimin accepts easily. It had been hard to get him to move in with him, Jimin likes to do things at his own speed, Yoongi knows that, but Yoongi will always want to give him more and he is afraid he might end up forcing something on the Omega that he isn’t ready for. Yoongi had spoken to these concerns not to Namjoon (which was a first), but Kim Taehyung. There was after all no one else who knew Jimin like him (which to be honest made Yoongi feel a tad jealous, but Hoseok had told him he would get used to it).
“Okay, just tell me” Jimin says as the elevator doors open, he grips the sleeve of Yoongi’s sweater, “does this have to do with all those weird calls?”
That catches Yoongi off-guard. He was pretty sure he had been secretive enough, and Jimin isn’t one to spy on him or something.
“yeah” Yoongi says finally, Jimin opens his mouth to speak again but he reaches for his hand, “come on”
Jimin giggles simply because Yoongi looks like a child eager to show him his new toys. And, well, when Jimin had that thought he didn’t think it would be a bit more literal than he thought.
Instead of reaching for their door, Yoongi stands infront of the apartment next to it. He lets go of Jimin’s hand and punches the code, which for some reason he knows, and when he doors open he turns to allow Jimin inside first. He’s too curious to peek inside so he just goes in instead of asking further questions to his Alpha and the man follows after him and closes the door behind them.
It looks different than his and Yoongi’s place, the layout is another, and there are stairs but instead of leading to a room there’s a another door.
“Jimin-ah”
Jimin looks around before turning to him expectantly. Yoongi licks his lips not knowing where to begin so instead of trying to find the words he pulls from Jimin’s arm and walks him towards the rooms.
“This is going to be my second studio” Yoongi says, “I have a bunch of equipment back at Cypher but nowhere to put it” he squeezes Jimin’s hand and the Omega lets himself be pulled again, “this room- this is a guest room, and, well, I was thinking it’s perfect for when your mother and brother come visit, they shouldn’t stay in a hotel, you know?”
Jimin’s heart skips a beat, “my eomma...”
“And these two can be turn into one,” Yoongi turns to him, “I remember you said you wish you had somewhere to dance at home, like Hobi does”
He remembers vaguely the comment, though he did mention to Taehyung several times how jealous he was Hoseok had a dance studio at home. Jimin looks at Yoongi then and he gapes because it hits him then that this new apartment- Yoongi had gotten them another apartment so he could have a dance room because he mentioned once.
“That wall over there will be made into a hall to the other loft” the man adds, “and that staircase,” Jimin turns, “that’s the rooftop access, we have a nice pool there in ca-“
Yoongi can’t finish because Jimin surges forward to hug him impossibly close.
For weeks Yoongi had been fighting some other person to be able to get the place. Well, Jisoo had been the one in charge of doing the whole bidding process and even got Yoongi a discount or something, and once he knew he had it, it took him days to figure a way to tell Jimin about it. He had been nervous, he thought Jimin would fight it, or ask to wait, or say it was too much, but for Yoongi it wasn’t, not because money wasn’t an issue but because he felt Jimin deserved that a more.
“Yoongi, I- I don’t- I don’t know what to say” Jimin says, his voice muffled by the Alpha’s shoulder but he can still tell he is crying.
Yoongi wraps his arms around him tightly, “just say you like it”
A choked up laugh leaves Jimin and he pulls back with a smile, tears clinging to his eyelashes. Yoongi got him a dance studio, and a pool, but Jimin is more hung up on the fact that he was thoughtful enough to consider it also a place for his mother and brother to visit Jimin.
“Yoongi, I love it” He takes the elder’s hands and kisses them tenderly, “I love you” he kisses his lips, “I love you so much” he throws his hands around his neck again and peppers kisses over his face, “I love you”
The Omega’s sweet scent envelops Yoongi, he’s pleased and purring against his chest.
“I love you too, Jimin-ah”
Jimin rubs their noses together and then glances at the door next to them, “what about this room?” he asks.
Yoongi shrugs, more focused on scenting Jimin, “you can put your own awards on it” he licks at his neck making him giggle, “or all those boxes of books you brought with you”
Jimin hums. He was already planning on donating those though. A thought crosses his mind then, as Yoongi hums happily against his neck.
“Or...” he chews on his lip, “or, Yoongi, it could, um, eventually, soon, or eventually” he stammers, “it can be a nursery” he’s surprise it comes out firmly.
The Alpha tenses against him and Jimin holds him tightly. If Yoongi said no, then Jimin would try to understand, but truth be told the thought had been in his mind constantly since his talk with Taehyung, he even began talking to his mom about pups and asking Jin how it all was and is for him. Jimin knows Yoongi would be a good father, he’s so kind and caring, maybe not too patient sometimes – he scolds Jimin often about him being ‘a bit too messy’ but Jimin insists he just doesn’t get his style of organisation – and there are times when Yoongi seems to forget he can be all the good things he is for other people too. A pup, him and Yoongi could give them so much love.
Yoongi pulls back finally and stares at Jimin. His mind begins running wild with thoughts of sleepless nights, a tired Jimin and a grumpy him, but then he would get to hold his pup, have in his arms a tiny human who he knows he will fall in love with. And he might see Jimin’s cheeks, eyes similar to Yoongi’s, the perfect mix of both of them in their smile.
A year ago Yoongi’s stomach would have turned at the thought, a couple of months ago he wouldn’t have felt confused if someone had brought it up, but after mating Jimin, living with him and knowing what he wants there is nothing he wishes more than to have a family with the Omega.
Jimin pouts slightly.
Yoongi shakes his head, “I’m- fuck, Jimin, fuck” he presses their lips together, “fuck, I want nothing more than to have- everything with you” he sniffs, “a family with you”
Jimin’s heart flutters, “we want pups then”
Yoongi laughs quietly, “yes! we want pups!” he cups Jimin’s face and peppers kisses all over, “we definitely want pups”
The elder’s gummy smile is on full display and a wide smile blooms on Jimin’s own lips. His cheeks being squished by Yoongi’s thumbs before he traces his lips, when he leans in to kiss them Jimin surges forward and meets him with an open mouthed kiss. He isn’t sure if it’s the relief of his Alpha wanting to have pups with him or the excitement of the surprise, maybe it’s all of it, but Jimin feels something like need rush through him, if he dosen’t touch and is touched by his mate he might burst. His hands release Yoongi’s sweater only to sneak under it, palms splaying on the man’s sides as he feels the warmth of him spread through him.
Yoongi rumbles deep in his chest when he feels Jimin’s push him a bit against the wall as he deepens the kiss at the same time he begins taking his jacket off and tossing it aside. Jimin kisses him deperately, as if he thought Yoongi would leave his side, and the Alpha circles his waist and pulls him closer before he breaks the kiss, chuckling lowly when Jimin chases after his lips and pouts when Yoongi kisses his cheek instead. He silently walks towards the living room with Jimin at his heel, his mate nuzzles between his shoulder blades and follows.
He sits on the couch and Jimin wastes no time in straddling him. His cheeks are dusted with pink and his lips are swollen but he dives in for another kiss.
“this couch is so ugly” Jimin says between kisses, his mouth barely leaving Yoongi’s, “It’s so ugly”
His shoulders shake with a silent laugh and hums in agreement, knowing why Jimin is saying that.
A few weeks prior, Taehyung visited them for the first time with his mate and boyfriend. While the mated pair can hardly catch another’s scent, Jungkook had mentioned – blurted out really, and had been very embarrassed to – how their couch it smelled strange... like syrup. And well, Jimin and Yoongi spent a lot of time on that couch. After that, Jimin had told Yoongi they would start condoms and not ruining any more furniture.
The big hands Jimin loves so much are on him. The long fingers unbuttoning the shirt with little effort and his mouth kissing his neck and chest, Jimin keens on top of his mate as he is being undressed and reduced into a writhing mess.
“ruin it if you want” Yoongi says then, as Jimin licks from his neck to his cheek.
A moan escapes the Omega when the elder’s wet mouth latches onto one of his nipples and sucks hard while the other squeezes at his butt.
“take- take this off” Jimin whines pulling from the hem of Yoongi’s shirt.
Yoongi obeys and strips himself of it while Jimin helps him, throwing it over his head and then aside. He is about to kiss him again when a loud song interrupts them. Jimin jolts and stands from the couch, skipping towards the hall where his jacket was still on the floor.
Yoongi pauses, “what the-“
“it’s Jungkook!” Jimin informs.
“fuck’s sake, the timing on this one” he grunts.
To his delight, Jimin returns and sets himself on his lap, his phone is pressed to his ear though and he can hear Jungkook’s shout ‘Jiminie!’ from where he is. Yoongi squeezes his hip and nuzzles at his jaw muttering at him to hang up.
“what’s up, Kook?”
“just hang up” Yoongi repeats petulantly.
Jimin pinches his cheek and shakes his head, “that’s great!” his eyes flutter close when Yoongi sighs against his neck, “I’ll check it when I get- when I have time”
The Omega is a warm weight on top of him and his scent is permeating his surroundings, so while they did nothing but kiss Yoongi is hard under him. When Jimin finally hangs up he snatches the phone from his hands and turn it off.
“hey!” Jimin pouts, “he sent me something over mail”
“yah, you can do that later” he dives in and bites his neck making him gasp, “come on, we got to-“
A laugh bubbles out of Jimin, “bless our new home?”
He snorts, “I mean, it’s-“
They get interrupted for a second time, this time is his own phone. Jimin giggles as Yoongi groans reaching for his phone inside his jeans with a grumble.
“I’m going to kill Jisoo”
“yah, you had her working overtime” Jimin says, “she told me”
Yoongi picks up, “good evening, liar” he narrows his eyes and Jimin suppresses a smile, “ah, shit, really?”
He tilts his head as Yoongi sighs. His scent changes little by little, from syrupy almost sweet to slightly sour, a frown crosses his face and then he tells Jisoo to handle it like she thinks.
“Also, I showed Jimin the house” his lips quirk, “sure, sure, we’ll be sending you your flowers” Jimin smiles, “aish, okay, you can tell Jin and- fine, fine, bye”
Yoongi hangs up and gives Jimin a look before handing him his phone. His eyes scrunch up as he wraps his arms around the Alpha’s neck.
“we are sending her flowers for real”
Yoongi circles his waist, “yeah” he smiles softly, “she’s been very helpful actually”
Jimin cups his face and kisses his forehead. The heated moment might have passed but he still feels the need of skinship so he doesn’t move, Yoongi seems to feel the same way and continues rubbing Jimin’s back softly.
“this couch is not that ugly” the elder says.
Jimin stifles laugh, “not really” he brushes Yoongi’s hair back, “I’m sorry for making you worried all this time”
He frowns, “what do you mean?”
“well, whenever you had to take a call you looked tense” Jimin clarifies, “so I’m sorry you thought I wouldn’t like this”
He hums and seconds later, “not all calls were from Jisoo” he says, “my father had a stroke a few weeks ago” Jimin’s eyes widen slightly, “and I- well, Jisoo had the idea but I sent someone for him, to help him and stuff, but... I’m not sure I want to see him” he must have seem distressed because Jimin rubs his nose against his mating mark comfortingly, he doesn’t want to talk about it, he doesn’t want to dampen the mood further so he just says, “it’s complicated”
“I understand” Jimin says, and when he looks at him there is a soft smile on his lips.
Yoongi pulls him closer.
“if you want to talk more about it...” he tells him earnestly, “tell me, yeah? you don’t have to hide stuff or keep it all inside”
Something tugs at his heart and he nods, “I love you, Jimin”
“I love you, too”
He loves this house, their friends, their life, just like he will love their family.
For Jimin, the holidays were never something special. The weather was always too cold and the streets too crowded, it was always too loud in the parties he dragged himself to, or too quiet at his house when he couldn’t bring himself to do something fun.
This year it had been different.
The weeks leading up to Christmas had been eventful, they went to few parties Cypher organised with Namjoon and Jin, they visited Jimin’s family in Daegu, went to the beach with Taehyung, Hoseok and Jungkook, and even went holiday shopping with Jisoo – who complained about being too single to be friends with them any longer – there had been little time to spend just the two of them so Yoongi had wanted to spend Christmas at home, just him and Jimin.
The night is quiet, there are no decorations other than the twinkling lights around the fireplace, and the christmas theme pillows that Seokjin had gifted Jimin with after he mentioned he loved having them everywhere – a way to make himself a little nest in every corner of the house – there’s not even music playing, but for some reason he feels excited. He lays on the couch as he impatiently waits for Yoongi to get home, the elder had gone out to get them take out and it had been almost two hours, with a groan he shifts into a sitting position and winces when he squishes the small box inside his sweatpants.
“shit” he curses and takes it out, trying to fix the tiny bow on it.
With a heavy sigh he reaches for his phone, which has fallen between the couch cushions, and dials Taehyung’s number. Only Taehyung knew about the tiny box, it had been all Jimin’s idea but as always he had wanted his best friend’s opinion on it –whether it was soon for that (not at all ChimChim!) or if it was too corny (absolutely and that’s okay) – he also got a bit more nervous about it as midnight approached.
“H-hello, Jiminie? what-“ a few giggles and hushed voices.
Jimin scrunches up his nose, “do I have bad timing or what”
“no, no! we- we aren’t-“ a puff of breath and a snort, “we are singing karaoke”
“as if I’d believe-“
“it’s true hyung!” Jungkook yells, “Hobi hyung is going live on insta!”
Jimin chuckles.
“which means he’s drunk off his ass and in the mood to embarrass himself” Taehyung says fondly, “so before he begins yelling, what’s up?” he lowers his voice then, as if he doesn’t want Jungkook or Hoseok to hear, “did you already show him!?”
“no, no, I... I was wondering if the box is too much or-“
The Beta clicks his tongue, “he’ll love it, Chim, don’t worry” and then, “but what about the other stuff, eh, eh”
Jimin chuckles, “he’s not home yet, but I’m wearing it, yeah”
A squeal, “you are going to thank me later! He will too, tell him I helped you!”
“yah, I’m not telling him-“
“you know I will so whatever” his friend says, mischievousness in his voice, “and he will thank me!”
Jimin runs his fingers through his hair, messing up his ponytail, “okay, fine” he shakes his head softly and smiles, “I’ll keep you posted”
“okay, I love you” and then, “we love you too, Jiminie!”
“I love you all, too”
When the doors open he jumps into his feet and turns to find Yoongi entering the home. The elder chuckles knowingly and kicks the door close before making his way towards the kitchen. Jimin makes his way towards him with hands on his hips.
“what took you so damn long?” it comes out more snappy than he intends.
The Alpha cocks an eyebrow, “you hungry?”
“aha”
An amused smile tilts Yoongi’s lips, “I’m sorry, the streets are packed” he says, “and someone wanted fried chicken from a very specific place on the other side of town”
Jimin pouts, “well, you asked where and I quote ‘exactly’ I wanted to eat” he tilts his head, “and it’s not on the other side of town, don’t exaggerate”
“still, this chicken better be worth it” the elder turns to set the food aside and put the bottles of soju next to the glasses, “it was suspiciously cheap by the way”
“I promise you won’t miss kobe meat and caviar this year” he says sassily making Yoongi suppress a smile.
“it smells good, Jimin-ah” the Alpha winks, “I hate caviar, by the way”
Jimin giggles and hops on the counter behind him to observe Yoongi as he does his task as calmly as he does most things, the elder looks at him over his shoulder and Jimin can tell he wants to scold him for sitting there like he sometimes do so he offers him a sweet smile and a cute tilt of his head. When Yoongi turns, Jimin smirks triumphantly. With a soft sigh he realises the Alpha had been wearing scent blockers and he’s unable to catch his scent.
“were you on the phone?” Yoongi asks then.
Jimin nods, “Daehyun called me to remind me he wants to come visit soon, probably before his classes start” he says easily, it's not a lie since his brother did call but the day prior to tell him about it, he pulls from the sleeve of his sweater, “he got excited about the pool, and since he’s coming to see the campus for next year”
A low hum, “is your eomma coming too?”
“nope,” he smiles to himself, ”she and some friends are going to an Omega retreat in Jeju island for like a month”
“that sounds fun”
It had been her christmas present and Jimin had been ecstatic to be able to afford it for her. She had never traveled outside of their small town and when Daehyun had mentioned her group of friends – a book club she started with other Omega ladies – was planning something he offered to pay for it. Getting Daehyun a present was easier, he was saving up for college so he just asked Jimin for cash. He was happy he could afford things like that for his family without worrying afterwards, and he was aware it was also thanks to Yoongi.
“you’ve ever been to Jeju island” the Alpha asks.
He nods, “With Tae, like three years ago”
“we could go again sometime” Yoongi says, “or wherever else you’d like to”
A smile pulls from his lips, “what if I want to go to... Hawaii”
A chuckle, “then we go”
“Paris?”
“you go it, Jimin-ah”
Jimin lets out a breathy laugh, it comes shaky too and when Yoongi turns to him with a quizzical look on his face he shrugs. He’s somewhere between excited and nervous, his body probably reacting to it by needing the Alpha’s skin against him, because even after months living together and even longer Mated being near Yoongi makes his senses go haywire. His Omega senses to be specific, Jin tells him he’ll get used to it and eventually he’ll be able to control himself a bit more (not that Jimin wants to). He doesn’t want to be a bad Omega; he knows he isn’t, or a bratty one even when he sometimes is, but he can allow himself to be needy only because he likes that Yoongi is good at dealing with it. He is genuinely excited to spend his heats with the elder when before Jimin pump himself with pills and suppressants because he hated it.
“Yoongi, when is your next rut?”
The elder huffs out a laugh, “a few weeks maybe”
“did you know Jin’s heat comes at the same time Namjoon hyung is on rut” Jimin tells him.
He makes a face, “no, since I am not as interested in knowing that about them as you are”
“aish, I was just saying” he swings his legs and drums his fingers on his knees, “I hope ours synchronise too”
Yoongi finishes setting everything aside and turns to the younger. He once again stops himself from telling him to hop down the counter – Jimin looks too cute with his oversized sweater and hair tied in a messy ponytail – and rolls the sleeves of his sweater up to his elbows before crossing the distance between them. Jimin reaches for him and accommodates him between his legs.
“I don’t know” he pecks at Jimin’s lips, “I like taking care of you, and I wouldn’t be able to do that then”
The Omega suppresses a smile, “well, you do get grumpy during your rut” he kisses Yoongi’s pout away, “and I know I get needy”
“I like you needy” a kiss on his cheek, “though you bite a lot, someone at work asked me if we got a cat last time”
He barks out a laugh, “I only bit you that once because you were being mean” he cocks an eyebrow, “you slapped my butt and then-“
Yoongi pinches his cheek and clicks his tongue, “I slapped your butt, very softly by the way, after you bit me”
Jimin opens his mouth to reply and the closes it, he deflates, “oh, shit, I did” Yoongi snorts, “okay, okay, you win this one”
The elder smirks, “and what do I win?”
“well,” he pretends considering it for a few seconds, “you get your christmas present before midnight”
Yoongi pulls back to look at him with narrowed eyes, “I thought we weren’t getting presents” he says, “other than the ugly sweaters we exchanged with Taehyung and Jungkook-ssi”
Jimin offers an apologetic-but-not-really smile, “in my defense I got you something like a month before we agreed that”
He begins pressing kisses alongside Yoongi’s jaw.
With hands on the younger’s narrows hips, Yoongi moves closer and tilts his head to allow him access to his scent gland. Yoongi is aware his scent is missing and that Jimin wants it so he allows him to lick and nibble at his skin in an attempt to make him sweat the scent suppressants off, it’s not precisely to arouse him but Yoongi feels his cock stir in his jeans anyways, and soon the sweet scent of burning sugar reaches his nostrils.
The elder arches an eyebrow, “are you too hungry really or...”
A chuckle leaves Jimin, “what do you think?”
His lips quirk and his hands move to cup Jimin’s perky butt. He is about to joke if his present is being able to fuck him bare, cleaning the marble counter must be easier than the couch after all, but Jimin pulls back and reaches for the hem of his sweater and throws it over his head.
Yoongi lets out a low, “fuck”
His hands are on the counter on each side of Jimin’s tights and he’s hesitant to touch him for a few seconds. The black lace against the Omega’s skin looks so delicate and soft, when Jimin lifts his hips from the counter momentarily to get rid of his pants Yoongi takes a sharp breath in, equally delicate looks the sheer underwear he is wearing and the stockings covering his muscular tights.
“is this my present?”
Jimin huffs out a little laugh and pulls him towards him by the shirt, “is it okay?”
“fuck, kitten” he grips Jimin’s hip with one hand and his jaw with the other, “you look- fuck”
His Mate leans back on his hands and cocks his head, “fuck-ing amazing? Fuck-able? Fuck-“
Before Jimin can continue Yoongi captures his mouth. He kisses him slowly, prying his lips open with his tongue, lips gliding over plumper ones smoothly, arousal coiling in the pit of his stomach when the Omega begins moaning inside the kiss and rubbing the Alpha’s arms as they find their way and curl around his waist. Jimin’s duality is dangerous, Yoongi thinks, he arrives home to find him in sweatpants, hands playing with his sweaterpaws and his hair in a ponytail, and then he undresses and looks like absolute sin, in fucking lingerie and rutting against him.
He takes Jimin right there. After hastily unbuttoning his jeans and lowering them just enough to free his cock, he doesn’t dare taking off Jimin’s panties off, he moves them aside and aligns his cock with his entrance, leaking and ready for it, and slides in as he grips one of Jimin’s legs; his tight will probably end up with fingertip shaped bruises but it wouldn’t be the first time, while the younger throws his other leg over Yoongi’s shoulder and holds onto the edge of the counter.
“I- I’m slipping” Jimin says suddenly.
Yoongi pauses mid-thrust and grips his waist, “wanna move to-“
The younger pecks at his lips, “bedroom”
He nods and slides out, pressing a kiss on Jimin’s sweaty forehead. He steps back to allow Jimin to climb down the counter, when he stumbles Yoongi puts his hands on his waist and Jimin giggles commenting on how his legs are jello before intertwining their fingers together and pulling him towards the hall. They have made love in pretty much every room in the house by now, Yoongi feels a bit of a thrill when they end up in what will eventually-soon-eventually be a nursery though Jimin probably doesn’t even register that’s it, he pushes Yoongi on the bed and climbs on his lap kissing him eagerly.
And he really, really likes when Jimin manhandles him a bit, when he’s so desperate for it he pushes Yoongi so he can have him however he wants him at the moment. His hands play with the fabric of Jimin’s lingerie, fingers dipping under it so he can slide between his buttocks where he knows he’s wet and ruining the silk and lace.
“kitten” Yoongi says against his mouth, “I wanna take a picture of you like this”
Jimin licks at his cheek and hums, “’kay” he nuzzles at the joint between his neck and shoulder.
“and then, as pretty as this is,” he stretches the side of it and then lets it snap against Jimin’s skin making him jolt, “I’m going to ruin it”
A bubbly laugh escapes Jimin’s before he pulls back and looks at him with a mischevious glint in his eyes.
Yoongi reaches for his phone inside his still unbuttoned jeans as Jimin slides off his lap and crawls towards the middle of the bed.
His fingers shake as he unlocks his phone and he glances at Jimin hoping he doesn't notice because Yoongi knows he will get teased for it. Jimin isn't paying attention as he accommodates on his side with one leg hiked up, and Yoongi knows his Mate isn't even trying to look sexy and yet... He runs his fingers through his hair and then sneaks his hand down to cup himself, his cock straining almost painfully inside his boxers.
Jimin tilts his head, "go ahead then"
His tongue comes out to rest on the corner of his mouth and he obeys, he isn't even looking at the screen, just letting the shutter go at it as he drinks Jimin in. Jimin's body is a masterpiece for his eyes only, his muscled arms and the way the black bralette stretches across chest, the panties clinging to his tiny waist and the stockings adorning his thick tights. He plants a knee on the bed and smirks when he notices the flush spreading on Jimin's skin.
The Omega's lips are pulled by a smile then and he angles himself differently, "Yoongi, enough" he lifts himself unto his knees, "come on I need you"
Yoongi tosses the phone aside and kicks his jeans off so fast is almost comical. Jimin giggles when he nearly trips and falls and Yoongi narrows his eyes at that, which only makes his smile widen. Soon his Mate is on the middle of the bed, sitting on his knees and pulling him by the waist so he's folding atop of him, Jimin plants his feet on the bed and lowers himself on Yoongi's cock with a soft gasp, his nails digging into the skin of the elder's shoulders.
Yoongi hisses and his palm trails up Jimin's spine to rest on his neck. Jimin lifts himself up and down a few times, slowly at first until he falls into a rhythm. He likes that in that position his legs don't get tired so fast so he can go on for long but at the moment he's too pent up and he won't last either way. And judging by the gritted teeth and flushed skin neither will Yoongi.
He bites on his bottom lip when Yoongi begins giving him praises, his warm hands roaming all over his chest and hips, pulling at the fabric of his lingerie, tugging at the sides and pinching at the stockings. His eyes following his own hands as if he's trying to memorise all of it. Hell, he will definitely thank Taehyung once Jimin tells him it was his idea.
"I'm gonna come, Jimin, fuck, I-"
Jimin can feel himself coming too soon and he grabs Yoongi's face, "come inside me" he pants out, he licks at Yoongi's mouth, "come inside me, Yoongi"
A low growl rips from the man's chest as he spills inside Jimim like he asked him to do. His hand reaches inside Jimin's panties to circle his cock and with two strokes Jimin reaches his orgasm, lips parting in a silent cry and his eyes shut tightly.
There's no sound in the room other than the both of them trying to catch their breath. For a few long seconds he basks on his Mate's strong scent and purrs softly at the hands caressing his back, his neck, trailing down to massage the flesh of his tights. When he stretches the stockings and lets go, Jimin jolts and his chest vibrates with a chuckle.
"this is the best Christmas present ever"
A laugh bubbles out of Jimin and he pulls back to take Yoongi's face between his hands and kiss his cheek tenderly, "I'm happy you liked it"
Sometimes Jimin stares at him, examining his features as if Yoongi is the most interesting thing in the room, Yoongi wonders if he does it because he finds some new wrinkle or freckle on him, either way it makes him tingle all over, specially when the Omega's eyes scrunch up slightly and a soft smile tugs from his plump lips. It's one of those little habits of Jimin that he loves, like when he laughs so hard he falls from where he's sitting, when he sneaks his hands under Yoongi's shirt before he kisses him good morning, or when he scents him as soon as he gets home if he's been out for too long.
"you are so beautiful, Yoongi"
Or when he does and says something that catches him off guard. Whatever wall is left inside him crumbles with a gesture or a phrase only Jimin can say.
"wait here"
Before Yoongi can react, Jimin is climbing off his lap and bed. It's almost funny to watch him wobble out of the room and into the bathroom across the hall. Yoongi scowls and is about to ask if he us going to clean up by himself when Jimin comes out, walks up to him to kiss his cheek and tell him once again to wait there. Yoongi reaches for his boxers and puts them on and as Jimin told him he waits.
Jimin hears his name and bites down a smile at how eager Yoongi is, curious too. When he returns he finds him walking around the room and changing the sheets, a towel on his shoulder with which he wipes his face with, he turns and offers Jimin questioning look then and Jimin tilts his head and thinks how beautiful Yoongi is again.
He crosses the distance between them and kiss his lips, “I want to give you your present now”
Yoongi licks his lips and puts his hands on Jimin’s waist, “I thought all this was my present”
Instead of replying to that Jimin reaches for his hand. The Omega leaves something on his palm and closes his fist, lifting his gaze to meet Yoongi’s own, a small smile tugging from the corner of his mouth, it’s almost shy and Yoongi wants to laugh at how it contradicts Jimin covered in sweat, smelling of his Alpha and wearing slightly ripped lingerie, but he’s somehow aware of the seriousness of the moment.
"I love you, Yoongi" Jimin kisses his cheeks, "you're my man, my Alpha, my Mate..." he looks at their hands, "And I want you always and in every way, so... I want you to be my husband, too"
Yoongi’s eyes widen a fraction and his lips part even though he knows there’s no words he can say at the moment. He looks down at his palm, his eyes find Jimin's for a split of second before he looks at the ring in his hand again. It's a simple and elegant gold band, a name engraved inside in beautiful lettering; Jimin.
"I- I put my name on it, so you can carry it even when you are away" Jimin tells him, an explanation Yoongi didn’t need because he understood its meaning as soon as he saw it, "remember I’m yours always and in every way"
Yoongi’s gaze soften, a smile tugging gently at the corner of his mouth. And when Jimin speaks again it splits his lips, it’s so wide the crinkles around his eyes deepen and his gums are on full display.
"so, Min Yoongi, will you marry me?"
He kisses Jimin's mouth, nose and cheeks, "I'm all yours, Park Jimin, I’m yours" he pulls him into a tight embrace, “yes, I will marry you”
Hours later it’s quiet in their home.
Jimin slides under the sheets still nude and cuddles up to Yoongi, still a bit cold from the shower and his skin seemingly permanently flushed, and hums happily when his Mate’s scent envelops him followed by his big arms. With his cheek pressed to his chest he can hear the healthy heart beat and he closes his eyes enjoying the sound as if it was music.
“are you happy?”
Yoongi’s voice is a rough whisper, and Jimin shivers slightly at it. He is happy, his belly is full with food, his heart with joy, he’s engaged and being held by his Mate.
“I am very much so”
“I’m happy too, Jimin”
Yoongi can’t really remember when was the last time he said it loud loud with the certainty that it would never change. As he holds Jimin’s body against his own, enjoying how they fit so perfectly he can’t help but say the words again.
“I’m very happy” he says, kissing the younger’s dark hair, “Thank you”
Jimin lifts himself unto his elbow to look at him, “it’s because of you, Yoongi”
He smiles softly and reaches to thumb at his cheek, “it was you who promised me,” Jimin bites on his bottom lip, “that I would have a happy christmas this year”
His sharp gaze flickers towards the ring on his finger briefly before he looks at Jimin again. Yoongi’s words make him blush and he revels on the sensation that spreads all over his chest, he beams at his Alpha and covers his hand with his smaller one, nuzzling at it with his cheek.
“well, it will be like that next year, and the year after that, and beyond” Jimin pours all the ernest he can into his words, he leans in and kisses the mole on Yoongi’s nose, “I promise”
“and I promise you will be so happy, my Jimin”
Jimin’s chin trembles and crashes into Yoongi before his tears spill. The Alpha hushes him softly and kisses his hair, his hand traveling up and down his spine as the most comforting scent envelops him. He is happy, he knows he will be happy for all the while Yoongi stays by his side, he cries because he realises he is so loved and that is permanent and he is so grateful because there was a time he didn’t believe in those things. He spend so much time avoiding it when he could have been searching for the man who holds him so tightly until he falls asleep.
When Jimin falls asleep in his arms, Yoongi kisses his cheeks and draws his delicate features with his fingers. If he had been one to not believe in love unless he could touch it, that would be the moment where no doubts would have been left. But he knew way before that, and long after he met him, and that is yet something else between them that won’t change.
A thought crosses his mind; their love will only grow stronger.
A year from now they will have a new addition to their family, they will be dancing on their friend’s living room after having dinner between shared stories from their past, they will talk about their hopes for their future and make new promises they will keep, and after going home Yoongi will be holding Jimin just like he is now and he will know he was right.
After all, they were meant to be.
Hold my hand for a while
Tell me you won't be leaving
Tell me you'll walk that mile
Cause I've never felt like this
Darling you set me free
And I'll shout it from rooftops
I am you, you are me