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Jimin needs to get his baby to the doctor because babies need to go there regularly according to his mother. Jimin honestly has not much understanding about babies even though his own is already seven months old. His mother was kind enough to help him the first months but now she needs to get back to work and he is on his own.

Thank god Jimin already graduated high school –he got his diploma with the lovely background of his baby calling for him because apparently he is hungry all the time and Jimin should be the only one allowed to feed him.

“Now, Yoongi” He speaks at the baby seated in his high chair, “Can you let me feed you properly like in you-stop-spitting-everything-i-give-you.” The baby smiles and Jimin just knows it, Yoongi is going to spit it again. He hates veggies.

Five seconds later Yoongi does spits the mouthful and Jimin sighs. “Fine! I’ll give you a bottle and we don’t tell grandmommy, okay?”

Jimin’s mother isn’t coming home till later in the evening anyway. Jimin goes as usual since Yoongi is around.

Jimin feeds him and pats his back gently after. 

He puts him to sleep, keeping up with his schedule.

Jimin plays with him.

Bathes him.

Feeds him another bunch of times.

Endure the intervals when Yoongi decides to throw things at him and never gets his sight off him if he decides to put them in his mouth instead.

Yoongi is a good baby after all –except the times when Jimin thinks he can’t do anything to stop him from crying (and Yoongi can cry really loud).

When the night arrives is around seven thirty when Yoongi yaws, “You wanna sleep?” Jimin has learnt that Yoongi likes when he makes him lay on his chest with his little head resting on his shoulder and the slow patterns Jimin caresses on his back. He also has learned that sometimes Yoongi can really look at the verge of falling asleep and in the next minute he can be bouncing off the walls.

At the moment, Yoongi looks like he is actually about to sleep, so Jimin keeps walking around the living room till he is sure enough his baby is asleep.

His mother comes home ten minutes after Jimin tucks Yoongi in his crib. “Jimin you call the clinic like a told you to?”

“…What?”

The woman sighs and sits, motion with a finger for the young boy to sit across her, “Remember those times when I took Yoongi out and told you I was taking him to the doctor?” Jimin purses his lips. ”Guess what? I can’t do that anymore and Doctor Jung moved out of the city so take the number I left you and call to make an appointment. My grandson needs to be very well taken care of. He is too cute to get sick.”

Jimin is positive that if it wasn’t for Yoongi his mother would have being angrier at him for having a baby before he even got to choose what to major in college –and college seems so far away for now. Funny, the same reason that upset her in the first place is the same reason why she calmed down later. It’s impossible not to love Yoongi, and Jimin doesn’t think that just because is his own baby.

Jimin knows he needs to be more responsible, he also has being wondering about getting a part time job, at least till Yoongi has one or two and he can finally go college –which would be a little difficult since he needs to take care of his baby 24/7. “Are there jobs where you can take your baby with you? Or colleges?”

His mother rolls her eyes. “Search” She goes to her bedroom.

Yoongi wakes up at eleven when Jimin is having fun watching shows on the TV. Jimin feeds him and rocks him on the big chair next to his crib then he proceeds to fall face down on his own bed.

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Jimin is lucky that a person canceled their appointment and the doctor can see Yoongi at 11am. He gets Yoongi ready and they grab a cab when is past ten thirty.

They make it right on time and the nurse guides them through the colorful hallways. 

“Hello!” Jimin looks up from Yoongi’s tiny fist on his shirt to the one he assumes should be the doctor.

“Hi!”

“Is he the little patient?”

“Yes”

Yoongi eyes the stranger carefully, like measuring if it will be good for him to accept the open arms that are offered or not. Seokjin takes without protest.

Jimin knows Yoongi is a little free spirit and if someone offers him a candy he would gladly go with them –he needs to have several talks with his son about that.

The Doctor –Doctor Kim, if Jimin doesn’t remember wrongly, carries the child and sits him down on a pink bed with something like a rule at the side and what looks like a weigh measure –Jimin doesn’t know if those have special names.

“Where is the mother?”

The doctor asks and Jimin feels his cheeks warming. It’s really kind of an awkward question to answer. Jimin raises his hand blushing. The Doctor turns out to be smart and Jimin is relieved when he starts asking him questions about Yoongi.

It has been awkward in the past, every time someone thinks Yoongi is his little brother, Jimin is already 18, excuse you. Though, his baby face and size don’t help at all.

“And the father?” Seokjin asks. He has introduced himself after they sat down on his desk. “I have to ask to get references about health conditions.”

Jimin opens his mouth, closes it. Looks down at Yoongi who is making grabby hands to the lollipop he snitched out of the Doctor’s pocket and that Jimin took embarrassed and apologizing. “I don’t think he has any genetic disease.” Kudos for the Doctor that doesn’t pry.

“Okay. Well he is in good shape and I didn’t find anything out of ordinary. I see he has all his vaccines” He looks through some papers. “At this age tummy aches and fevers aren’t odd but feel free to bring him again if something worries you, and definitely bring him next month for another routine checkup”

Jimin nods, wondering if he should take notes.

He finally opens the lollipop and lets Yoongi lick at it but don’t let him grab it by himself. “You’re too small for these things. I’ll buy you something softer”

They are out of the clinic before noon and Jimin decides they can have a day outside instead of been locked in the house so he heads towards the closest family restaurant. Yoongi gets excited by the cars and items in the display glasses of the several stores around the area.

Jimin hugs him to his chest with the baby-bag in the other arm and waits for the light to signal them to cross over. He rearranges the beanie over Yoongi’s head and kisses his forehead. He is almost positive some girls next to them cooed at him at that but he chooses to not look in their way.

A black car park at the other side and Jimin is finally able to get to the other side of the street.

When he turns in the direction of what look like a decent place to have lunch with your baby, someone makes Yoongi laugh from behind. Jimin doesn’t paid it any mind and keeps walking but then there’s a hand on his shoulder and Yoongi starts fidgeting to be able to get into the other person’s arms, is then when Jimin turns around and almost shrieks.

“Can I?” Namjoon extends his arms and Yoongi smiles widely, stretching his own.

Jimin on his part turns again and keeps walking, this time to get the next cab that passes because now he just wants to get home soon and not deal with this.

“Jimin” Namjoon’s voice is deep and husky, his whole presence always demanding submission from everyone around.

“Get away from us, thank you.” Jimin tries to keep his cool to not cause a scene. There’s a taxi coming their way, he begs for it to stop.

Namjoon stands in front of him and he misses the vehicle. “He is my son too, remember?”

“What I remember is you telling me the opposite of that.”

It’s not like Jimin had ran away from him with his baby like the heroine in a drama, but he surely doesn’t want anything to do with him. For Yoongi it has being always Jimin and Jimin’s mother. The baby only has them since the beginning and Namjoon can go fuck himself for all Jimin cares.

“Don’t be like that.” Namjoon grimaces and cuts his steps again. “Can we just have a normal conversation like two adults?”

“No”

Yoongi ogles at his daddy and then back to the lollipop he hasn’t finished yet, he motions and babbles for it. Jimin is too caught in the situation so he misses it, then he accidentally lets the candy fall and Yoongi scrunches his face ready to cry.

“Shit” Jimin can’t pick it up and in his sudden state of panic he thinks he saw a candy store not so far from there, but Yoongi needs real food since is technically lunch time.

Namjoon chuckles, “Please?”

He seems serious enough and Jimin justifies himself with the thought he’ll get a free meal at least.

Yoongi apparently likes to be held in Namjoon’s arms and Jimin sulks the whole time. He has called for Yoongi but the baby only looked at his way, opened his mouth to drink from his water bottle and went back to set his attention in Namjoon.

Other thing that bothers Jimin is that Namjoon has this look like if he is a cool caring father and Jimin would disagree to that strongly.

It’s not like this is the first time Yoongi meets Namjoon, Namjoon has actually made his appearance at the hospital the day Yoongi was born and he does send monthly child support checks and occasionally bumps into them like this time but Namjoon hasn’t put any more interest in Yoongi’s life at daily basis like he should.

Jimin takes another bite of the expensive food he asked for, Yoongi is taking small spoonful of the soup Namjoon ordered and keeps his little chat with him making Namjoon hum in approval every now and then. “You’re so cute, Yoongi-ah” He kisses the top of his head and Jimin looks down after realizing he has been staring heavily at them the whole time.

“I want to be part of his life…permanently” Namjoon says suddenly.

Jimin almost chokes with his water and Yoongi is soon giggling at his misery –is in these times when Jimin can assure anyone he is definitely Namjoon’s cheeky little son. “What?”

Namjoon cleans Yoongi’s mouth and lets him play with one of the small spoons. “I want to be with him like this, always”

Namjoon is aware of the many mistakes he has made, like for start over a year ago when he told Jimin to not fuck with him after Jimin told him about the baby and when he did nothing to erase the hurting expression on the younger. Jimin was going to his final year of high school and Namjoon on his way to graduate from college and take over his family business. Now Namjoon has everything he once dreamed and he has also unsuspectingly fallen in love with Yoongi. Nothing is going to make it up for what he did but he can do better now.

Jimin regains his calm, “After you told me I was a whore and that I was just trying to take money from you with someone else’s baby, now you want to be part of his life? You want me to thank you, too?”

Jimin told him about the baby and after laughing and realizing Jimin wasn’t kidding, Namjoon had gone mad, started to yell that that wasn’t his and that Jimin, a slut apparently, should know better than to try to fuck with him. Ten months after that, Jimin’s mother called a lawyer and by Namjoon’s father request, a DNA test was implemented. By the law Namjoon has to make monthly child support payments and the custody of the baby was given fully to Jimin who luckily turned eighteen at the time.

“I know how I acted” Namjoon starts, “I was just a terrified jerk! A baby is not just anything”

“Yep, I know.” Jimin isn’t hungry anymore. “A baby is a big responsibility that I took since the moment I find out about his existence. Guess I didn’t have a choice, but apparently you did and you went for it.”

Yoongi directs the spoon to Namjoon’s mouth but lands on his neck and then he lets it fall. Jimin stands and grabs his coat and bag.

“Sit back” Namjoon’s jaw is tensed, “Please.”

“We’re leaving” Jimin doesn’t want to deal with this shit right now, “Yoongi, come here!” He stretches his arms and like if the baby knew about his daddy’s distress he obeys promptly and goes with him.

Namjoon doesn’t say anything else, just takes another sip of his wine glass.

Jimin takes a cab back home after shopping a couple of lollipops and the biggest ice cream he found in the store and a bag of M&M that Yoongi refused to let go and that Jimin had no idea where he got it from (“you’re in my arms the whole time what the heck?”)

“Damn” Jimin shoves the ice cream back in the freezer and Yoongi giggles licking the lollipop Jimin momentarily let him hold. “Daddy is going to have to exercise now.”

“Park Jimin what kind of language are you teaching my grandson?”

Jimin rolls his eyes, it’s not like Yoongi can even say Appa yet, just gurgles “Sorry, mom”

“Apologize to him. I’m going out by the way. Don’t wait for me!” She kisses her two babies –because Jimin will be her baby forever, like Yoongi.

“So it’s just you and me now”

Yoongi starts crawling towards his toys once Jimin puts him down on the fluffy carpet he make installed there –because his baby just can’t scratch his knees if he can help it, he sits down on the couch watching his son when the phone rings next to him.

“Yes?”

“Hello! Is this Park Jimin?”

Jimin cocks a brow at the voice that seems familiar, “Who is asking?”

“I’m Seokjin! Doctor Kim Seokjin! Sorry if I’m bothering you but I found this pink pacifier and I was wondering if it is yours? I actually called all patients for today” He chuckles, “So?”

Jimin looks at the table where he left the baby bag earlier. “Give me a second”

After a moment Yoongi looks up from his favorite toy to bite to his daddy that is standing now in front of him. “How on earth could you have put that thing out and on top of that leave it there?”

Yoongi replays in his own language of course and Jimin gets back to the phone. “Yeah, that’s one of his. I’m sorry”

“No need to apologize at all”

“Can I pick it up tomorrow?”

“I’m not working tomorrow, no one in the clinic actually”

“Oh” Jimin panics unnecessarily for a moment, “I–”

“I can give it to you now if you come” Jimin honestly doesn’t want to leave the house for at least that day. “Or I can bring it to you if you can’t?”

“Really?” Jimin sits down on the floor and Yoongi crawls to his lap.

“Really”

“Thank you so much!”

“It’s not a big deal” Seokjin smiles waving him off.

It is, that one is actually the most expensive Jimin has bought for Yoongi and is Yoongi’s favorite when sleep time comes, so it is a freaking big deal.

In that moment Yoongi decides to crawl their way –he looks like a little maniac sometimes, in Jimin’s opinion– crawling rapidly everywhere, every time he gets the chance. Jimin doesn’t know what he’s going to do when he learns how to walk properly (or run, oh god).  

So Yoongi crawls between Jimin’s legs and greets Seokjin.

“Hello there!” Seokjin kneels and extends his hands; Yoongi immediately wants to be carried by him.

Yoongi is bouncing and talking and he even pulls out Seokjin’s sun glasses off his head and tries to put them on himself after Seokjin lowered them from his mouth (because he is in that stage where he needs to taste everything) without taking them away.

“You’re so cute” Jimin is apologizing again. “Don’t worry”

“Yoongi, come here” Jimin takes him, “Give them back, those aren’t yours”

Yoongi pouts and hugs the glasses to his chest when his daddy intends to grab them. Seokjin laughs again and ruffles his hair while taking the glasses and placing them as best as he can on the baby who gets more excited clapping his tiny hands –gesture that took Jimin a while to teach him.

Yoongi then throws a kiss, the sound is tiny and adorable like him and the two grown-ups can’t but coo at his actions.

“Well, I should  get going now” Jimin nods trying to take the sun glasses from Yoongi but retrieving his hand when Yoongi’s mouth goes to that point where Jimin knows next thing he’ll see are going to be his tears.

“You can give them back later” Seokjin smiles and waves bye at the child, “Nice to see you again” He winks.

Jimin knows he is just being polite –he blushes anyway– but he really appreciates it. “Same. Take care! And thank you again!”

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It’s one week after the doctor incident when the phone keeps ringing and Jimin has decided to put it on silence.

He has received 2 text messages from Namjoon and 5 calls so far in the span of an hour. Yoongi is taking his afternoon nap, that’s going to be between 3 and 5pm exactly because Yoongi is as punctual as the clock Jimin is currently watching. 

He knows he can keep running from this and he makes his decision when call number six starts, he picks it up. “Hello?”

“…Hello”

“So why are you calling?”

“Why weren’t you picking up?”

“I was in the bathroom”

“Right” Namjoon sighs at the other side, “Listen, I want to spend tomorrow with Yoongi”

“What? What do you mean?”

“I want to spend more time with him, I already told you”

Jimin bites his lips, he hasn’t mentioned this issue to his mother and he really needs advice right now, but she’d probably tell him to deal with his own things so…

It’s not like Jimin is an asshole –like Namjoon– but he is still hurt.

“Fine. But I’ll be there too”

“Okay” Namjoon almost sounds relief, “Okay. I’ll pick you two up in the morning”

Jimin hopes he isn’t making a mistake.

(Yoongi wakes up at 5:01pm asking for food and a diaper change)

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Jimin arches an eyebrow at the sight of the white SUV in the place where Namjoon’s fast sport vehicle should be. And he almost falls on his butt when Namjoon shows him the baby chair in the backseat –did he even know those existed?

“Okay…” He whispers and watches in awe as Namjoon securely sits an excited Yoongi there giving him a cute bunny plushy that makes sounds when he touches its belly and ears.

This is fucking weird, “Where are we going?” They both get inside the vehicle as well.

Namjoon is a second away to say home when he catches himself. “My house”

That’s a no. Jimin doesn’t want to. Last time Jimin saw Namjoon’s parents they have been in a courtroom and Jimin has walked out of there with all the things his mother’s lawyer asked for. Jimin doesn’t say anything though and hopes for the best.

Yet, when they arrive at what Namjoon called my house is definitely not his parent’s house. It’s a lovely house on the outside, nothing too extravagant but pretty with a colorful front yard and a swing in the porch that Jimin is so tempted to try on.

Yoongi’s eyes are curious like his own, Jimin notices watching his baby from his spot on his father’s arms, Namjoon gives him the keys and the code for the door and they enter.

Jimin feels free to wander around while Namjoon is showing Yoongi the toys he has in the living room waiting for him. Jimin clicks his tongue in annoyance. Everything in there is baby proof and fluffy, when did Namjoon become so…

“Jimin!” Namjoon calls for him.

When Jimin gets to them Namjoon is holding Yoongi with both hands, “I think he needs a change”

Jimin leans to the door frame, “Well, if you are the great dad you’re trying to pull here then you should know how to do it”

“I’m not trying anything” He sighs, “I’m just doing what I’m supposed to do. What I want to do.”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Yes!”

Jimin rolls his eyes. So annoying.

He sits across him and instructs him about the great science of changing diapers and to his utter delight, Yoongi pees on him with a smile.

“Happens once to all of us” Jimin is giggling when Namjoon comes back with a new shirt and wet hair.

“Right” Yoongi looks up from his new yellow chew toy. “Are you hungry?” Yoongi goes back to gnaw on the little chick.

“Sometimes I think he is hungry all the time even if he doesn’t act on it”

Namjoon brings a chocolate pudding and little spoon and just as he sits across Yoongi, the baby is already crawling towards him. “You want some?”

Yoongi points at his mouth, Jimin coos at how cute and Namjoon almost does the same. Namjoon feeds him then while Yoongi stays leaned comfy on his lap.

It’s such a domestic lovely scene, Jimin thinks briefly.

The night arrives way too soon, Namjoon internally whines and since he doesn’t really want Yoongi and Jimin to go just yet he can at least try. “You can stay”

Jimin lifts his gaze from Yoongi dozing off in his arms, “I don’t t–”

“Please”

Well, damn. Jimin is sure he has never heard Namjoon say please so many times in the almost three years they have known each other. “We should go home” He says again and tries to grab the baby bag but Namjoon takes it.

“C’mon, Jimin!”

“Why?”

“I want him here!” And maybe, just maybe Namjoon wants Jimin too –but that would be stupid since he is pretty much sure Jimin hates him.

Jimin is about to speak again but Namjoon is getting a little anxious already. 

“I have his room ready”

“What?”

Okay.

Jimin purses his lips.

Namjoon does have a room for Yoongi and the child is already fast asleep on Jimin’s arms. It would be too bothersome for Yoongi to be taken back to their home and he has been awake the entire day so Jimin will think in his baby first, like he does always really.

He reaches the neat crib and gently lowers him down.  Yoongi stirs a little but keeps his eyes closed, pink pacifier in his mouth. “Where am I going to sleep?”

Namjoon seems pretty much relieved now, “There’s a guest room next to this one”

Honestly. Jimin is tired too.

Namjoon gives him towels and clothing before saying good night.

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Jimin wakes up and rolls stretching his body, the bed is really comfy but when he sees the clock he almost jumps out of it –it’s past 8am.

Jimin reaches the kitchen where he hears noises coming and finds a scene he actually imagined once –when he thought Namjoon wasn’t a jerk son of bitch and he had just found out about Yoongi.

Namjoon is sitting in one of the chairs holding Yoongi carefully while giving him a bottle of what Jimin hopes is a well done baby formula –it must be since Yoongi is drinking it without problem. It’s only when Namjoon looks to the door and almost lets the bottle fall that Jimin realizes something very important.

Yoongi complains when his feeding time is interrupted but Namjoon is back again on it.

Jimin had showered the night before and rolled his eyes at the sight of the too big pajama, choosing only to wear the top that reached the middle of his thighs. Now he is dressed in just that, no underwear of course.

He knows he is probably all red in the face so he runs back to the room to get his clothes on. “Damnit!”

Yoongi is laughing when Jimin finds them in the living room, fully dressed this time –not like Namjoon hasn’t seen all of him before but he has a point to make. “What are you doing?” The baby shows him the toy car he is currently putting all his saliva in, “You know?” he sits next to him, “This ones are meant for this” Jimin takes one car and rolls it in front of his son. Yoongi watches and then takes the white car in Jimin’s hands. Jimin thinks he is going to repeat the action but Yoongi smiles again shoving the hood in his mouth. “Yoongi!”

“Here” Namjoon kneels across them and Yoongi forgets the cars immediately in order to grab the sparkling chew toy from his stretched hand.

Jimin smiles to himself and nibbling his bottom lip looking up at Namjoon.

“There’s breakfast for you” Namjoon says calmly sitting as well. Jimin nods but doesn’t stand. Yoongi has rolled on his back, feet in the air and tiny hands holding the toy in his mouth. “We can take him to this place a friend told me about for babies”

Jimin is tired when they finally get to his house and whines because he is hungry and his mother has texted him she will be out till late again –she probably has a boyfriend– Namjoon helps him carrying Yoongi’s bag and the things the baby refused to leave behind on Namjoon’s and the toy store close to the park where they went.

Yoongi is also almost asleep in his arms so Jimin takes him to his crib, Namjoon follows him.

Jimin tucks him and turns to find Namjoon on the door frame.

“I’m gonna be busy till Saturday. Can we do this again on Sunday?”

Jimin avoids his eyes and starts unpacking the baby bag, “I guess…Sure”

Namjoon walks to the crib and kisses Yoongi’s forehead, Jimin watches it and turns again. Namjoon walks towards him. “Okay” Namjoon kisses his too and leaves.

Only when Jimin hears the front door he sits down on the floor, holding a diaper and an empty bottle, whining at his fate.

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Jimin has a chance to give back the doctor’s sunglasses sooner than he thought but then he realizes he doesn’t have them at hand, they are in fact in Yoongi’s room.

“Oh, hello there!” Seokjin waves approaching them while wheeling his cart.

And Jimin thought it would be a boring visit to the supermarket. “Hi!”

Yoongi is holding his little bottle of juice all comfy in the cart seat but tilts his head when Jimin talks at him, “Look, is the doctor you stole glasses from!”

Seokjin laughs and waves at the baby who waves back, not releasing his bottle –peach juice is his favorite for now.

Seokjin is buying food for the week while Jimin is just refilling Yoongi’s and some snacks for himself.

Jimin lets himself get immerse in a conversation with the elder and is really easy at least till Yoongi starts crying. “What happened?” Jimin sees that Yoongi has thrown his bottle inside the cart, empty, and he is stretching his little arms towards him.

Jimin indulges him and is a good thing he already has everything he’ll need, so all they need to do now is pay. There are not too many people around so the queue is fast.

Jimin thanks for debit cards when the cashier tells him the amount because Yoongi refuses to let go of his neck and collar, Jimin feels tiny fingers pulling his ear. His little brat just wants more attention.

Seokjin is paying as well and they meet at the entrance.

“I’ll just take a cab” Jimin pulls out Yoongi’s purple pacifier and the baby takes it right away.

“I can drive you, no problem”

Problem…

There’s apparently a problem because when they arrive Jimin’s house, Namjoon is waiting outside and he doesn’t look happy when he spots them. Jimin knows him, he even would say he knows him well enough but Namjoon has managed to surprise him a lot lately.

Seokjin who is about to help with the two bags of groceries is stopped when Namjoon’s grabs them in one hand thanking him in a flat tone, going for Yoongi later. The baby is more than happy to throw himself into his dad’s arms.

Jimin has his cheeks flushed and the need to apologize, “Thank you”

Seokjin shrugs, “My pleasure, really”

Namjoon is now waiting at the front door.

“I– I swear I’ll give you your glasses back soon”

“Don’t worry about it, Jimin-ah”

They say their goodbyes and Jimin hurries to open the door, Yoongi is babbling at Namjoon and Jimin almost feels it like if he is accusing him.

Namjoon tells him he finished with his work sooner than he though, is midday on the Saturday. Namjoon wants them to go back to his house again.

Jimin has being actually productive with his life and started looking for part time jobs (and even look for places where you can take your baby with you, not too much luck with those) and he actually has an interview in the afternoon.

“Okay but bring him early”

“What?”

“Bring him early”

“Why aren’t you coming?”

“I have things to do”

“What things?”

“A part time job interview, I’m not a rich bitch like you”

“What about college?”

“Like I just said, I’m not a–”

“If you need money just tell me”

“Yoongi is fine with the checks”

“For you”

“We’re nothing and I don’t want your money”

“What about Yoongi?”

“Look is just part time, I can take him to a daycare”

“No”

No? Of course not. Jimin should remember with who he is trying to talk with.

“Well I–”

“Go to college, Jimin”

“I am. Next year I–”

“I mean now, I’ll take care of Yoongi”

“Hello!” Jimin’s mother enters the living room and makes a beeline for his grandson. “Hey, Yoonginie!” She grabs him, glares at Namjoon and leaves for her bedroom again.

With a sigh he sits down on the sofa, “Even if you don’t believe it, I’m capable of taking care of myself” Jimin hopes at least.

“I want to help you” Namjoon feels guilty. Jimin is way too young to be having a baby and thinking on jobs to support himself, he should be thinking in college and his future.

“Don’t pity me.” Jimin frowns.

“I’m not. You know I can help you and Yoongi is definitely not going to a daycare”

“Oh yeah? Then tell me oh great Kim Namjoon, how would you help me?”

Well, something Jimin hasn’t learned from all the time he has met Namjoon is to keep his mouth shut because sooner than pronto Jimin has a full scholarship in the college he actually thought about going and Namjoon assured him that Yoongi’s matter is taking care of –he also sees an increase in the monthly child support checks than Namjoon waves off as economic inflation and shit.

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Jimin has the chance to give back Seokjin’s sunglasses a month later after Yoongi snitched them. Yoongi supposedly had an appointment with him that day but Jimin couldn’t win the talk with Namjoon about what’s wrong with the pediatrician he already has? So Jimin goes there to apologize and return them.

“Since Yoongi isn’t here I’m sensing the man at your house that day is his father. I hope my presence hasn’t cause any misunderstanding”

Jimin slowly nods, “No! Don’t worry! And I’m sorry! He is just really –he doesn’t trust people that easy and he already knows another doctor so–”

“You don’t need to explain, its fine. Though I’ll miss cutie here”

Jimin sighs in relief, “Yeah, everybody thinks he’s cute but that’s only because I’m the only one that has seen his darkest side in which he doesn’t stop crying and throws things at me” he pouts, like he keeps doing since the day he born.

“You’re a cutie too”

And that. Okay.

Jimin stands because that’s flirting here and in any universe –and Namjoon is so touchy lately. (But Jimin shouldn’t be mixing those things together.)

He thanks him anyway because he has manners.

But he’s a hottie! –he whines later.

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Namjoon honestly didn’t think about that too much but he doesn’t really mind since Yoongi, almost eight months now, is kind of an angel and as long as he has toys and the attention Namjoon can give him, he is fine, at least while he figures out something else. 

So that’s why there’s a crib and a baby table in one corner of his big office –also a new fluffier carpet.

Namjoon thinks it gives life to the otherwise flat place and his mouthy secretary already told him at midday when he took his lunch there after giving Yoongi’s bottle that it’s nice to see him smile and that he has a really cute son.

Well, yeah. Yoongi is really, really cute. Like his daddy –Jimin.

In whom Namjoon shouldn’t be thinking that way again.

“Waaahh!”

Yoongi’s sudden yell startles him. “What?” Yoongi is on his feet and looking at where his bunny plushy felt outside the crib. “Don’t throw your toys”

Namjoon picks it up and is in that moment when the double doors are open and Jimin comes in. “Oh my god. It was serious.”

Yoongi yells again in excitement at the sight of his daddy.

“What?”

“I thought babies weren’t allowed at workplaces.” Jimin mumbles to himself but goes straight to carry his child who has already his little arms stretched. Yoongi kisses his cheek after Jimin does the same, Namjoon just stares.  “Did you miss me? I missed you so much!” Yoongi pats his face, “Did you eat? It’s your diaper clean?”

“I can answer that if you want”

Jimin rolls his eyes. “It’s almost his nap time”

Namjoon checks the clock and the already finished papers on his deck. “Let’s go then”

Changes are something Jimin is used to it by now, since Yoongi came, but he needs to breathe deeply every time Namjoon opens his mouth, and of course his first answer is always the same.

“No”

That usually changes after Namjoon talks his way into him.

But this time, it’s just no.

No.

“Jimin”

“Are you insane? I’m not moving in with you!”

Jimin manages to maintain a strong stand for a while but Namjoon’s words are actually based in a valid rational judgment while Jimin just don’t want to be near him more than necessary. So for Yoongi’s sake, he agrees.

"But–"

"Yes?"

"You can’t bring strangers here."

Jimin isn’t an idiot. Namjoon has probably hooked up with people more than Jimin will do in his entire life and his reputation precedes him. (Jimin did think back at the beginning that getting close to him would only bring problems, Yoongi is a blessing though).

Namjoon looks almost offended, “I wouldn’t. I’m not.” He gets it, to what Jimin is referring to. Namjoon can’t play innocent when he is not.

Yoongi burps and giggles, hiding his face in Jimin’s neck.

| ♥ |

They establish a routine, sort of. Unexpected things come up every day. Jimin wakes up at 7:30 to shower, dress for classes and find Yoongi already awake and playing with his toys inside his crib –or Namjoon cooing at him since he wakes up around that time as well.

One of them will feed him and usually Jimin will dress him while Namjoon gets ready. Some days Yoongi whines a bit when Jimin doesn’t let him go back to sleep –because he is secretly a cute little lazy potato– then breakfast and out.

Namjoon said he’ll drive him to classes every day since their schedule starts almost the same, plus is on his way to his office.

“Yes, Yoongi” Jimin replays to whatever is that Yoongi is saying at the back when his phones pings with a few texts.

Kookie:

Little Chimchim

Your class starts soon

Don’t be late

I know

I’m your hyung

Show respect, brat

Kookie:

I just started my 2nd semester

I have advantage

 And

I’m taller

(Have a superb day btw :)

Jeon Jeongguk

ISTG

(thanks bro)

Jimin chuckles and doesn’t notice Namjoon’s glances at him.

Yoongi starts sobbing, gaining the attention of both.

“What happen?” Yoongi is looking down, hands pointing at the car floor where his pacifier is laying. Jimin has given it to him when he refused to put it in his mouth but wanted to hold it. “I’ll get it for you”

Jimin unblocks his seatbelt and turn his body to reach down. Yoongi shifts forward all he can while still secured to his car seat and pats his daddy’s head.

Namjoon parks slowly at Jimin’s stop.

Jimin tries to be as fast as he can by switching pacifiers with another one clean from inside the baby bag. He shows it to his baby–

…and of course Yoongi notices right away the difference.

His mode of protest: deep pout + fake crying.

“The other one is dirty and this is your favorite!” Yoongi is still pouting with rosy cheeks and sniffing but reaches with one tiny hand the item offered to him. “I have to go now, give me a kiss”

The baby tilts his head, pacifier in hand so Jimin leans and kisses his forehead offering his cheek later. Yoongi would usually kiss him but this time the baby looks at what he decided to be a toy today.

“Don’t be a brat this early, Yoongi” Namjoon says and at the mention of his name, Yoongi raises his eyes to his father then at his daddy that is still waiting but throwing a glance back at the blond, he points at his cheek this time.

Yoongi kisses him.

Jimin smiles widely, “Of course you love me too much, yeah?” He sits back, “Bye” he waves at Namjoon and picks up his backpack.

It’s not the time to slip, Namjoon reasons. Yet, Namjoon holds Jimin’s by the arm before he can get out the car and pulls him to himself enough to reach his cheek and leave a soft kiss there too.

Back when they were dating, like Jimin called it. Namjoon did that a lot, by Jimin’s request, but honest to god, he really enjoyed it. Jimin was always so soft and smelled so good. Not like that has changed now. Jimin is still everything Namjoon wants, is just that he is not his anymore.

Jimin gasps and Yoongi exclaims something, Namjoon doesn’t even have it in himself to say he’s sorry because he is not, definitely not sorry at all.

Jimin looks down at the hand still holding him, “…Don’t do that” is just a tiny whisper.

“I wanted to.”

Yoongi throws this time one small white teddy bear from the bunch of toys he already has stashed in the backseat and it clashes with Jimin’s shoulder, gurgling.

Jimin glances at his wrist watch, “I’m late”

Namjoon watches him leave without looking back.

| ♥ |

Mashed fruits and veggies are Yoongi’s lunch along with his formula bottle if he wants it too. Namjoon’s secretary brings it to him once he asks the favor. He had learned after one day that no matter what, you can’t keep your eyes off a baby. He can’t keep his eyes off Yoongi because his little boy will definitely find a way to do something he suppose not to –like putting Namjoon’s keys in his mouth (that was day one and thank god Jimin didn’t see it) or when Yoongi almost reached the little fish tank in the living room because he is already climbing, with Namjoon’s phone between his chubby baby fingers, Namjoon caught it before it fell on the water or killed the little golden fish.

Namjoon learns with his son every day, and he knows that Yoongi is going to spit his veggies, “Eat it, Yoongi.”

The baby opens his mouth again for another mouthful -and spits it as soon and he tastes it making his dad sigh. Namjoon switches then to give him the fruits and Yoongi eats them happily.

“You little brat, look a lot like your daddy, y’know?” Yoongi points at his mouth, because despite of his distaste for veggies, he’s still hungry. “Jimin, for some astonishing reason, hates pasta and keep it between you and me, he is a hypocrite with you because he hates veggies too” he gives him more fruit.

Yoongi seems like he is listening and blinks cutely swallowing, Namjoon gives him juice too, “Here!” and in that moment Yoongi decides to start talking, telling his own stories, Namjoon smiles and nods paying attention to all his sounds.

There’re a few knocks on the door before his secretary’s head peeps in, “You have a meeting, I hope you haven’t forgot.”

“Huh?” Namjoon did, he doesn’t even know what day is today to be honest “Sure, I’ll be right down in a minute.”

“Ehm, is a meeting with The Lee’s for lunch.”

“Oh” Yoongi gurgles and smiles reaching for his small bottle of juice. “Okay”

“I apologize for my tardiness” It’s the first thing that Namjoon says as soon as he gets to the place and the table where two persons are already settled. Said persons turns their head towards him and Namjoon totally understand the look of utter surprise they immediately adopt.

Yoongi leans a bit and kisses his cheek going back to chew on his toy.

“Namjoon-ssi” The leader of Lee Corporation greets him, his eyes switching from Namjoon to the baby he is holding.

“I didn’t know you have any other family” Sohyun says, daughter of Mr. Lee.

“Yeah, he’s new.” Namjoon chuckles and that’s when Yoongi spots the fancy fish tank at the other side of the room.

Yoongi likes fishes. Namjoon assumes is because of the one he has at home that Yoongi spends a few minutes of his day watching in awe.

The baby starts fidgeting and mumbling, Namjoon knows he wants to get closer. “Later, Yoongi” He takes a seat and sighs in relieve when Yoongi distracts himself with his toy again.

“A nephew, perhaps?” Mr. Lee asks.

“He is cute” Sohyun smiles watching the baby. “I wish I’ll have one as cute as him”

Namjoon feels proud, that must be how all parents feel about their children when they get compliment. “He is my son” the waitress comes to the table offering Namjoon a menu.

“Your son?” Mr. Lee’s expression is something Namjoon would laugh of, but not there.

“Yes!” he settles Yoongi on his lap and the baby starts pointing courses on the open menu. “Gonna eat more, champ?”

“I didn’t–” Sohyun starts, “I didn’t know you were with someone”

Well, officially “I’m not.”

“So he is–” Mr. Lee starts.

“He is my son! Kim Yoongi” He looks down at the toddler and thinks there’s nothing better than to be with him. Namjoon has missed his first months of life but not anymore.

“Oh” Sohyun smiles again.

Namjoon is not really paying too much attention to them, since now Yoongi decides is a great idea to stand in his lap spotting the fish tank again. It’s just a lunch, he knows, nothing mayor about business.

Namjoon gives his order to the waitress that comes back at the same time Mr. Lee excuses himself to answer a call. “Can you excuse me too for a moment? I’ll be right back” He says to Sohyun because Yoongi is getting more agitate.

Yoongi makes grabby hands forward and Namjoon gets him close enough to press his tiny hands on the glass. “You like it?” He gets a smile in respond. “Daddy will get you one big too, okay?” He caresses his soft hair, “With a bunch of colorful little fishes and even a tiny shark to scare your daddy”

“I see” Sohyun walks into them, “He wanted a better look”

“He likes them!” Namjoon grins at the memory of Jimin changing the channels when he was watching the news to catch an animal show about the ocean that had Yoongi in the same spot for almost an hour (really impressive). Namjoon complained about his TV time for about three seconds before Yoongi started to get all excited and talkative.

“Can I?” She motions towards the baby.

Namjoon thinks first. While Yoongi is usually a very friendly child, sometimes he just doesn’t want people, especially strange people, touching him. He’ll try his luck.

As soon as Yoongi feels getting away from the glass he turns his head to the side and see who is about to grab him, then he turns to the other side and finds his dad. Namjoon sees it before it starts –the pout that precedes the crying. “Maybe later! Hey!”

The lunch goes smooth from there on, at least until, Sohyun leaves for the restroom and Namjoon stays with Mr. Lee. “So Namjoon” The man starts, “I hope the promise you father made to me hasn’t be forgotten?”

Ah yeah…

“Well, my father did make a promise to you, I was informed”

“Good”

“But I’m a perfectly grown man that can make his own decisions so I apologize if this bothers you”

His father is and old fashion man, friend with Mr. Lee, that promised to join the families through a marriage. Namjoon has not agreed to it. He told his dad just that and apparently the man hasn’t say anything if Mr. Lee is here telling him that.

“I was in the impression that there would be no problem with that matter. Does he has to do with the marriage?” he points at Yoongi who is taking a bite of the dessert in the plate in front of Namjoon.

Namjoon watches him get some syrup on his chubby cheek smiling at the taste of the cake once he gets it in his mouth. “He is my son”

“Does the mother–”

“Like I said, I can make my own decisions and I’m clearly choosing not to go with that.”

If Namjoon takes away the presence of Mr. Lee, it would have been a nice lunch. He sighs in relieve when he gets back to the office with Yoongi dozing off in his arms –he catches his pacifier just in time before it falls out his mouth. 

Jimin’s classes finish around two or three every day and he gets there straight from college so Namjoon is a little surprise when he finds him lying on the leather couch in his office. “Didn’t have my last lecture”

Jimin, unlike other days, stays away from him, watching his baby almost asleep.

“He ate already” Namjoon takes Yoongi to his crib, carefully putting him down.

Jimin hums and reaches for his phone out of his pocket. “I’m going out this evening with my friends, would you mind staying with Yoongi? If you can’t is fine, I’ll ask my mom”

Namjoon tries to be as casual as possible, “…where?”

Jimin shrugs, “They haven’t told me”

To that, Namjoon turns to him once he has tucked Yoongi, “What do you mean?”

“It’s a surprise” Jimin averts his gaze towards a flower pot.

“You know Yoongi likes when you give him his dinner”

“Then I’ll take him to my mom’s”

Namjoon used to have a bad temper that changed when he met Jimin the first time. He learned to be gentler just for him at least but still, “A surprise?”

Jimin hugs one of the cushions, “…because of my birthday”

It’s a tiny whisper but Namjoon hears him loudly.

Fuck.

Honest to god, Namjoon didn’t know what day is it till Jimin says it. “I–”

“It’s okay” Jimin finally stands, “Not like you haven’t forget about it before”

Well, fuck. Namjoon can remember now that he has forget about it two times including this one, but that only because he was working his way into Jimin’s pants when his birthday came and he took the chance to impress him.

Yoongi whines from his crib startling both.

Jimin hurries to him, “Weren’t you asleep?” he picks him up, Yoongi is rubbing his eye and soon he is babbling starting one of the many conversations he loves to have with his daddy. “Yeah?”

Namjoon, on his part, comes to him from behind, Jimin jumps a little when he feels his arms wrapping around him and Yoongi. The baby looks from over Jimin’s shoulder and giggles when he sees his father’s face. Namjoon pecks his little nose and then Jimin’s cheek. Yoongi mimics the act and Jimin smiles widely, happy for his son but uneasy from Namjoon’s actions.

“Happy birthday, Jimin” Namjoon whispers quietly. Yoongi keeps gurgling and taps his tiny hands on Jimin’s face then stretches them to reach his father’s. “I’m really sorry I forgot. I must be really stupid but don’t worry, I’m sure Yoongi didn’t inherited that. He managed to sneak on me the other day. Our baby is probably a genius”

Jimin would laugh but what the hell does he means with sneak on him? Then Jimin would probably wave him off because it’s not really a big deal but the reality is that Jimin’s legs feel a little like jelly now. Namjoon’s raspy voice at his ear should be prohibited.

“Aha…” He tries to get away from the embrace but Namjoon brings him closer to his body.

“Please” Namjoon is a man that tries to always be right, be the smarter, the stronger, he was raised that way. But here he is, begging. “Please, don’t push me away” Even if he managed to make Jimin and Yoongi live with him, he knows Jimin doesn’t trust him, doesn’t really want him that close, he is only doing it for their child and it hurts Namjoon honestly that Jimin is trying hard when he really shouldn’t. It’s all Namjoon’s fault.

“Namjoon–”

“I still lo–”

Yoongi pulls Jimin’s hair, “Ou” Yoongi giggles and Jimin smiles at him calmly, ignoring the way his heart is beating so fast, what was Namjoon about to say? Jimin doesn’t know if he is afraid or wishing to hear it.

There’s a few knocks on the door before is fully open, “Nam–”

Namjoon cocks a brow at the presence of his father there. “Dad?”

The man looks from Jimin and Yoongi to him, “Can we talk?”

Jimin’s phone rings with a call and Namjoon takes Yoongi from his arms. Jimin polity excuses and leaves the office to take it.

“What about?”

The man takes a seat in the sofa and Namjoon besides him, making sure to give Yoongi his pacifier. The baby sits rather coolly in his lap.

“Your future”

“Well, neither you nor I have the power to see that.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Not really. Life is about to learn, live, lose some things, win others.” Yoongi leans back in his chest. “I’m healthy, I work, I do everything like I suppose to, I learn but I make mistakes too and since I can’t turn back time I’m trying to fix those the best I can and how I feel I want to.”

“Look Namjoon–”

“No. Hear me.” Yoongi can’t hold his calm act any longer and gets away from his daddy to crawl into the other person “You wanted me to take over the company and continue the family business, I did. And I did it because I wanted you and mom to be proud of me and for myself as well, that’s what I wanted. Now– now I think, I don’t know. God? Life? I think I have the chance to fix the biggest mistake I’ve ever made and nothing will stop me from doing so. I want my family with me.” Yoongi gets on his feet and smiling touches the older man’s face and down his collar until he finds the pen on his pocket and tries to take it out. “My family is the most important thing to me, nothing will change that.”

Yoongi pouts when the elder grabs softly his hand keeping the object out his reach. “If that’s how you feel.” Yoongi refuses to sit back and crawls to him again. “He is like you, I see.”

“Mm?”

Yoongi is trying to get his hands on the pen again. Namjoon’s father sighs and finally lifts him up in his arms. “Haven’t had the chance to fully meet you little one”

Jimin slowly opens the door and peers inside, Namjoon calls for him to get closer. He awkwardly stands next to Namjoon and watches with mild horror as Yoongi pulls his pacifier out and kisses the old man’s cheek, clapping his hands later. (Jimin needs to have a serious conversation with his baby because he can’t just go around kissing people, the list includes Namjoon’s secretary, two business partners, Jimin’s friends and everyone that has been close enough and that of course Yoongi hasn’t refused to get close in the first place).

“Oh”

And just like that Namjoon makes a dinner date with his parents to get to know Jimin and Yoongi better.

Jimin leaves that night when his friends go to pick him up and waves at Yoongi and Namjoon at the door, he comes back three hours later after having some fun when he received a call from Yoongi –yes, his baby– gurgling quickly and whining. Jimin can’t make himself to get mad at Namjoon though he should.

| ♥ |

Yoongi has his face scrunched, ready to cry if he needs to. He doesn’t have to a few seconds later, when Jimin finally enters the room finding him standing in his crib with his arms already stretched. “I’m sorry, honey. I’m here now” When he takes him to the kitchen, Namjoon is already there rummaging in the fridge for something to eat, Yoongi’s bottle ready. “I need to shower”

The alarm didn’t go off and Jimin has only half an hour to get ready. Namjoon takes Yoongi and before Jimin can turn he pecks him on the forehead. Jimin sighs, “I told you to s–”

“Ne Yoongi, this one is strawberry flavored” he points at the bottle, “Let’s see then”

Jimin rolls his eyes and leaves for the bathroom. Once in the shower stall he takes the shampoo and pours it directly in his head, he is tired and sleepy and– he smells the product and it’s not his vanilla scented but one of Namjoon’s with extra honey. “Ah! C’mon!”

He gets out of shower five minutes later and on his way to the closet he sees the blinking light on his phone, he checks the texts. From Jeongguk.

Just a friendly reminder

Because I know you’re senile enough to forget

Today is the college’s anniversary, so no classes

…hyung

:)

“Aaaahhhh!”

“So strawberry is a yes” Namjoon pulls the empty bottle and throws it at the sink, relieved that his experiment with formula flavors went well, “You know, I have no much to do today so we can stay here, yes?”

Yoongi yaws and rest his head on his shoulder while his back is patted.

“I don’t have classes” Jimin says entering the living room where Namjoon is walking around.

“Found out just now?”

“Yes!” Jimin replays quickly, feeling his cheek heating up, Namjoon hums.

So while Namjoon is with Yoongi, Jimin takes the opportunity to go back to bed. Not to sleep, just to rest a bit. Not to sleep.

When he wakes up again, he almost jumps from under the covers, “Shit” It’s past ten in the morning.

He doesn’t hear anyone in the house in his search for his son and the baby’s father. At least until he is walking back to the room when he sees lights from under Namjoon’s door. He knocks.

“Come in!”

The scene Jimin is welcome to is one with Namjoon on the floor closer to his bed and Yoongi holding himself on the mattress’s covers. Namjoon pats the space next to him and Jimin sits.

“Come, Yoongi!” Namjoon calls again, “He almost did it a few minutes ago”

“I’ve been trying, too” Jimin pouts.

“Bet you didn’t have this” Namjoon grins and shows Yoongi a chocolate bar. “Look, you want choco Yoongi, come for it!”

“That’s cheating!”

Namjoon shrugs, “I actually shown him money first and he took three steps before landing of his butt. Got lazy after that.” he opens the package and Yoongi is watching with interest.

“Yoongi!” Jimin calls this time, “Come!” he stretches his arms.

The baby eyes between the two of them and at the bed again where he can see one of his toys, Namjoon tilts his head to Jimin, “That’s not gonna work” Jimin can’t ask what, Namjoon just turns and pulls him over himself till Jimin is sitting between his legs. The older then rest his chin on his shoulder, husky voice at his ear, “Better”

Yoongi seems like wanting to climb on the bed when he is called again, Namjoon takes a piece of the candy and shoves it to Jimin’s mouth. “Want some?”

And apparently Yoongi wants chocolate too. He lets go of the mattress and takes quick short steps towards them, making it to Namjoon’s outstretched arms that soon enclose embracing both, Yoongi and Jimin. The baby’s hands are looking for the promised treat and Jimin complies taking it from Namjoon. Yoongi sits on Jimin’s lap with the candy bar between his two tiny hands sucking on the chocolate.

“That’s awesome, Yoongi!” he kisses the top of his head all proud and then he is instantly all aware of Namjoon at his back, what happen with personal space? “Namjoon–”

“Relax”

“This i–”

“Our son just walked, can you at least show more–”

“Oh my god!” Jimin turns to Yoongi who looks up without taking the candy out his mouth, “You took your first steps I didn’t record it” He is the worst dad ever.

Technically, Namjoon thinks, Yoongi has already taken a few steady steps before landing on his diapered butt but whatever. “It’s okay, we can record it later”

In the afternoon, Jimin sits Yoongi in front of the TV and the baby stays there watching another show of animals in the ocean while he works on an essay due next week, he doesn’t want to cramp college work on the weekend.

Yoongi is a good boy the entire hour that it takes Jimin to finish and only calls for him when siesta time is getting closer, however Jimin gets a call and he picks up his phone putting his books away, Yoongi’s still with his pacifier in mouth resting into the sofa’s cushions.

His mother asks him how he and her grandson are doing there, about college and so, when he finally hangs up and circles the sofa, Yoongi has his eyes closed. “Aww, my poor cutie fell asleep alone”

Namjoon is out doing something and with Yoongi sleeping and homework done, Jimin has nothing to do for the time being, at least till the doorbell rings. He checks the small screen and has no idea who the woman at the other side of the door is.

She doesn’t look like a possible murderer or crazy enough to call the police –Jimin has them on speed dialed though. He opens and wears his most polite smile. “Hello?”

“Oh, Hello, is Namjoon-ssi here? This is his house right?”

“Mm, yes and no, he is not around.”

“Is he going to be back soon?”

“I think so, and you are?”

“I’m his friend, Sohyun”

“…Okay. I’ll tell him you stopped by.”

“I’ll wait for him.”

And before Jimin can find an excuse she makes herself welcome inside.

“He took his son with him?”

Mm, and how does she know Namjoon has a son? “Yoongi is sleeping” Well, she is his friend…

“Are you the babysitter?”

“Excuse you!” Jimin raises and eyebrow, totally offended, “I mean– Sorry!” he giggles uncomfortably, “I’m not Yoongi’s babysitter, he is my son too.” he sits across her, “And before you ask, I’m legal” Now…

Her expression is all that needs Jimin to figure it out what kind of friend is she of Namjoon. And that’s the moment the CEO chooses to get back for the errands he was running.

Namjoon looks as surprised as Sohyun, “Hi?” He puts the two packages he’s carrying down next to the doorway carefully, opening one and walking towards them.

“She is here to visit you, I guess”

The tone Jimin uses makes Namjoon fear, which is ridiculous, “Sohyun, how are you?”

“I’ll check on Yoongi” Jimin runs to the baby’s room.

“If you have told me you wanted to see me, I could have arrange something with my secretary”

“I– wanted, not like that” She smiles, “I wanted to visit you and your son. I thought” She briefly looks in the way Jimin went.

Namjoon takes a sit, “You thought it was me and him only”

“Yes”

“Sorry”

They have known each other for a couple of years now, three or four, nothing beyond fancy corporative dinners and festivities, but Namjoon has never been interested in her.

“Don’t be”

Jimin closes the door and leans against it, sliding down to the floor.

Yoongi is fast asleep tucked in his crib, bunny plushy by his side.

He stays there.

It’s not much later when he hears steps getting closer, he quickly pulls himself up and sits on the bed by the window grabbing some of Yoongi’s shirts and folding them –again. Namjoon enters the bedroom.  

“Hey”

“Hi!” he squeals, the fuck?

“He is gonna wake up soon”

“Yeah…”

Namjoon sits beside him, “Sorry about that”

“Awkward” he folds Yoongi’s cute red jeans, beanie and pillow case. What.

“Figured it” He runs his hand on Jimin’s head till he cups his cheek, tilting his head. “You know how I feel, right?”

Jimin shakes his head, not meeting his eyes and tries to stand, Namjoon grabs his hand, “What?”

“…I still love you” He is being very honest, “I never once stopped loving you but I thought you hated me after acting like a douche back then”

“You were a real huge jerk and you hurt me big time” and Jimin has another insults to add.

“I know better now”

“…What?” Namjoon stands, cupping his face with both hands. "Yoongi is-"

"Jimin!" Namjoon calls and finally the shorter man meet his gaze.

Those chubby rosy cheeks Namjoon used to tease him about are still there, his beautiful eyes that always show everything. Namjoon leans down and is just a small soft peck against his lips. Silky plump lips that he used to worship of how perfect they were, are.

Jimin doesn’t recoil or push him away which is freaking awesome because Namjoon hasn’t been this nervous before. He relaxes and looks for a bit more of the touch. Jimin willingly opens his mouth for him and kisses back. It’s slow and warm. Jimin lifts his arms and cross them around his neck which Namjoon takes as a go for him to circling his waist to bring him even closer. Jimin has to stand on his tip toes.

"DA!" Yoongi yells, laughs and jumps giggling holding himself on the wooden bars of his crib.

They both turn and it’s a little surprising that the baby is this active right after his afternoon nap. Namjoon walks towards him and lifting him up. "Wanna play?" Yoongi nods, "Want your bottle? I bought you more pudding, too" Yoongi nods again.

Jimin hurries to walk with them out, still all flustered.

The woman is long gone, Jimin eyes the living room warily, "Don’t worry about it" Namjoon’s voice catches him.

| ♥ |

Yoongi loves bath time and he enjoys a lot get whoever is washing him drenched. Today is Jimin’s turn. He’s still a little in awe because of Namjoon and his words and the fact that he didn’t replay.

Yoongi throws his yellow rubber ducky and it crashes with his shoulder.

"Oh, sorry Yoongs" The baby has been babbling for a while and he has paid no mind. With his attention back, Yoongi seems pleased enough and keeps with his playtime, splashing his palms against the water enjoying how the waves move his other floating toys.

Jimin has all the front of his shirt wet and shivers when he takes Yoongi, all covered in his panda towel, to his room. Namjoon is already there picking up his little pajama. He takes him from his arms and Yoongi seems still very eager to be put to sleep anytime soon. And while Namjoon puts him on his diaper and clothing, Jimin turns back to shower quickly as well.

When he is back to the room, Yoongi isn’t there.

The lights downstairs are off so Jimin sighs and walks to Namjoon’s room.

He doesn’t knock this time and there in the bed is Namjoon holding half empty bottle of formula laughing at Yoongi crawling in circles in the huge bed. TV on with some anime. Jimin takes the remaining steps and sits in one corner; Yoongi crawls towards him babbling, still too excited and is already past his bedtime.

"You told me once–" Namjoon stands to put the bottle in the mini fridge he has close to the bed, "That what you wanted was a love that lasted forever."

Well, yeah "...I-"

"You told me you wanted your first love to last forever" Namjoon selfishly knows that he is Park Jimin’s first everything.

"That was just me thinking with-"

"You’re the first person, Park Jimin, that I have said I love you to and I think you're the only person I will ever say that to" he sits back again. Yoongi is on his back now with a chew toy.

"My love for Yoongi is immeasurable too, but he's my son. It’s different" Jimin gnaws nervously on his plush rosy lip. "Jimin" Namjoon leans on the bed frame "Jimin, look at me" Jimin does as told, "I love you" he pauses for a few seconds, "Do you love me too?"

Jimin looks down again but before Namjoon can open his mouth, he lifts his gaze again "You're Yoongi’s father"

"You know what I m-"

"Of course I do, you asshole!" he says loudly. "How could I not? I love you and you were a huge bastard to me! But here I am, a complete fool apparently that forgive you because of it!"

Yoongi looks between the two of them. Jimin has already tears in his eyes.

"I’m sorry."

"Stop apologizing, is so annoying! I get it!"

Yoongi leaves his toy and crawls to his daddy again.

Namjoon does the same, he wipes away the tears and smiles before leaning down and there, the kiss he has being longing for since the one in Yoongi’s room finally happens and is everything perfect, like every time Namjoon touches him, everything involving Park Jimin is perfect to him.

And even with Yoongi mumbling in between them, pulling Jimin’s hair and Namjoon’s clothes, they enjoy the moment at its best.

| ♥ |

Namjoon keeps encouraging Yoongi to walk further distances, sometimes Yoongi does it on his own, sometimes he helps himself with the walls, sofas and chairs, sometimes he stretches his tiny hand up to one of his parents to hold onto and other times he is lazy and refuses to move from where he is playing with something and not even candies nor money can make him change his mind.

Right now, Yoongi is whining cutely because he absolutely does not want to be put down nor on his crib or anywhere outside his daddy’s embrace. “Yoongi, I have to make food” little head rests on his shoulder, “No one else is going to do it now but me” little hand goes to place above his mouth, “Are you trying to shut me up? Oh my god. My own baby.” Jimin smiles and walks to the front door.

Outside, the weather is humid, it’s raining just a bit but the sun still shines above, “Your dad should be here soon”

Jimin sits on the swing. Yoongi stays on his lap, sucking on his pacifier and watching the rain falling a couple meters away.

When Namjoon arrives, the rain has already stopped and Jimin is negotiating with Yoongi the release of his hair in which the child has a strong grip.

Namjoon can help the smile immediately crawling on his features. He closes the garage and walks towards them, Yoongi finally easies his clutch in favor to be held by his other dad. “How did you behave while I was not around, huh?”

“According to your mother, he’s a total brat just like you.”

Namjoon shrugs, “Let’s go inside.”

Jimin is able to finally make dinner.

Namjoon is putting Yoongi to sleep, so after brushing his teeth Park Jimin is more than ready to hit the mattress and don’t wake up till next day, Sunday, thank god. He shifts on the bed till he is comfortable enough.

There’s a couple of knocks on his door and Namjoon’s head soon peers in.

“Hey”

“Something happened?” He lazily sits up.

“No” Namjoon takes tentative steps inside, “Yoongi is already asleep”

“Okay” Jimin lays back down again, “What do you want then?” The mattress dips in a corner on his right side but Jimin doesn’t open his eyes yet.

Namjoon doesn’t answer right away, he sighs and licks his lips. “Jimin…” Jimin stays quiet, waiting. “I don’t know if it is too soon–” He takes a deep breath, “I– really, I really want you”

“…What do you mean?”

The taller replays by leaning down to place a kiss on his lips, Namjoon is surprisingly nervous because this is just not anyone. This is Park Jimin and Namjoon doesn’t want to make more mistakes. He wants things to be okay, he wants things to come out all right for him despite everything else he is really making his best here.

And damn, how much he wants Jimin right now but to be honest, he has being wanting Jimin since the day he met him.

It’s pent up emotions, desire about to burst.

Jimin kisses back, which Namjoon thinks is good, extremely good, he is not rejecting him at least for now, but he wants more. He pushes his luck a little more and hovers over Jimin, both hands at each side of his face, kisses trailing down from his mouth.

"Namjoon" Jimin breathes the name when he feels the other sucking on his jaw. "Wait"

Namjoon stops his ministrations right away. "Yes?"

They lock eyes, "Is this just-"

"I love you Jimin"

Jimin is the one to initiate the kiss next. He wraps his arms around Namjoon’s neck and brings him down, “Say it again” He wants to hear it.

“…I love you” Namjoon breathes, “Jimin, I love you so fucking much”

Namjoon thinks Jimin’s body is art, craved by gods. Like a master piece of a genius and Namjoon’s hands feel a little inadequate to be able to hold him, touch him, feel how soft and warm he is. Jimin’s plush lips feel even better against his own. There’s actually nothing in the boy beneath him that is not close to perfect. The taste of his skin is also heavenly –nothing could compare to that. Maybe is only in Namjoon’s head but that’s all that matter really.

Namjoon realizes he can’t stop kissing him, it’s been a long time since he could do that freely and he can’t lie to telling himself he didn’t miss it and how much he hated the briefly thoughts of Jimin being with someone else but him.

He hasn’t considerate himself as a possessive person till he met Jimin.

“Namjoon…” It’s a small high pitched whine Jimin lets out when Namjoon’s lube coated fingers slide out his body.

Namjoon goes for soft but the need is there and Jimin is feeling it too, he begs him for more and Namjoon is too smitten to not comply right away. He settles Jimin on his lap and helps him to sink down slowly on his awaiting rock hard erection.

Jimin places both hands on his chest and moves slowly up and then back down, mouth slightly open breathing heavy, he feels so full and it’s so, so good. He hasn’t had anyone else but Namjoon since…Namjoon. It may be a little embarrassing but he doesn’t care.

Jimin gets eventually tired and soon he finds himself with his back against the mattress and Namjoon, of course, settling between his legs, caressing his thighs, telling him how beautiful he is. 

Namjoon’s hands find their way to Jimin’s, his face above the younger’s and lips ghosting on his jaw.  “Ngh!”

Namjoon tries to hold back a little but he uses a little more force than necessary holding Jimin down and kissing him, thrusting into his pliant body, he knows it but can’t stop.

“Jimin!” He kisses him rough and deep; he takes all his breath and tries to replace it with his own. Not wanting to let go ever, repeating how much he loves him.

“I love you, too” Jimin says it back, holding onto him and tightening around him.

| ♥ |

Namjoon lies down on the carpet covered floor and soon enough Yoongi is climbing on his chest. "Wow, you're getting heavy" The baby sits and pats his chest gurgling. "Say dad!" Yoongi giggles, "Dad!"

"Dad!" Yoongi yells and laughs clapping his hands. He is already one year and three months old.

"Now, say Daddy" Yoongi raises his head and looks around. "He is not here yet champ!"

Yoongi pouts, "...Daddy?" he says the word softly.

"Don’t give me that face, he'll be here soon"

Before Yoongi starts wailing for his daddy, Namjoon manages to distract him with the newly installed fish tank. This one is quite large, as he promised his son once, colorful fishes inside (no tiny shark because Jimin said absolutely no).

Jimin gets home a few minutes later having spent the afternoon with a study group for an upcoming big test. He yawns and falls face first onto the couch.

"Daddy!" Namjoon puts him down and Yoongi waddles towards him. "Daddy! Daddy!"

"Yoongi! Baby, my little ball of grumpy fluff" Grumpy was Yoongi' state that morning when Jimin left without feeding him when Yoongi asked him to. Jimin hugs him to his chest. "Daddy thinks he left his soul in one of those big fat textbooks" he narrows his eyes at Namjoon –blaming him for the go to college, idea.

Namjoon takes a seat beside the couch "I ordered pizza" Since his intent to make something was constantly interrupted by Yoongi’s bratty attention needs –he’s a cutie so it’s okay.

"Good. Need proteins. Can’t feel my body anymore"

"That-" Namjoon smiles, "doesn’t make sense"

"Daddy, play!"

"Oh god" Jimin kisses his forehead, "We play later, okay?"

Yoongi shakes his head, “Play. Now”

Jimin can’t really say no to that cute chubby face with pink cheeks and determined eyes, but he is really oh so fucking tired after 7 hours studying the same shit having to deal with Jeongguk occasionally giving his boyfriend Taehyung green light to be all sappy and disgustingly sweet.

“You wanna play in you toy car?” Namjoon calls his attention, trying to be a little more helpful with the current situation.

“Yes!” Yoongi grins widely at the idea “Daddy!” he turns to Jimin again. “Play”

Jimin opens his mouth a few times but doesn’t know what to say so he looks up at Namjoon.

“Daddy is tired, Yoongi. I’ll play with you”

“Daddy?” Yoongi furrow his brows and a pout forms on his tiny mouth.

“Five minutes” Jimin complies.

They finish with playing time when the pizza arrives and while Yoongi is getting his hands and mouth clean by Namjoon; Jimin falls asleep on the couch.

| ♥ |

“You’re gonna have a baby brother real soon, Yoongi” Namjoon tells him and Yoongi nods again building his Lego castle not too surprised because that’s like the fourth time Namjoon tells him about it.

Jimin peers inside the living room and when Yoongi spots him, he smiles widely though a little tired. Namjoon stands watching him, Jimin told him that morning to go home take care of Yoongi and he’ll call him when he was discharged from the hospital. Yet, Jimin didn’t want him to leave Yoongi again even if it was with his mother, after all those days away in the clinic.

Jimin goes to where his son is and with Namjoon’s help, sits down on the couch. Yoongi is soon in his arms demanding a hug.

“You left me alone with dad and grandmommy!” He whines and Jimin kisses his forehead in apology.

“Sorry Yoongs!” Jimin pats the space by his side, “Sit. I want to introduce you to someone”

Taehyung and Jeongguk that have being in the doorway cooing like idiots take the remaining distance there with the baby carrier in hands. Namjoon carefully lifts out the little bundle inside and goes to sit at Yoongi’s side. “Here, Yoongi”

Yoongi raises his gaze interested and spots the sleeping baby covered in light green blankets. “Hi, baby” He mutters and turns to Jimin.

“That’s your baby brother”

“His name is Hoseok, Yoongi”

After a couple days, Namjoon and Jimin have to come out with a nickname for their new addition to the family after Yoongi’s complains of Hoseok being a complicate word which is a little suspicious since Yoongi can actually pronounce the name well enough.

“Hobi!” Yoongi shrieks, “You want formula?” he kneels in front of the big love seat where the baby is laying sucking on his pacifier. Hoseok is quite noisy when he wants so Yoongi’s tone doesn’t bother him.

Namjoon is seeing everything from the door frame and he knows the next thing Yoongi is going to do is…

“Dad! Go quickly. Make formula for Hobi! He likes strawberry.”

“Okay”

Hoseok is such a good (screaming at times, like his older hyung) baby boy and Namjoon can’t believe he was stupid enough to miss Yoongi’s first months. “You want too, right?”

Yoongi thinks for a moment, “Grandma said I’m a big boy”

“So, strawberry too?”

Yoongi nods happily.

(Jimin is sleeping on the couch, is a really nice big downy couch, despite their voices, Hoseok’s momentarily yells of excitement thanks to Yoongi and the TV –he is used to by now.)

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There’s a black Out.

Yoongi is a light sleeper.

And since is past eleven, almost midnight, everything is submerged into blackness.

Jimin starts panicking right after it, not for himself though, Yoongi is barely one year and a half and he is currently in his room –sleeping. Jimin hopes strongly he is still sleeping a–

“DADDY!”

Yoongi’s screech is heard in the entirety of the house with the TV and AC’s off, there’s nothing more. Jimin hastily gets out of the bed and Namjoon is still a bit dozed off but as soon as he realizes the situation he goes right behind him.

The only light Jimin has to help himself is his phone, when he enters the room Yoongi’s lamps, that he leaves on at nights are of course off so is understandable that the baby is scared. “I’m here, Yoongi!”

“Daddy” His little voice is cut with a sob and he has his arms stretched in the air.

Namjoon holds the phone while Jimin picks him out of his crib.

“Don’t be scare honey, I’m here. Dad is here too”

“Hey” Namjoon leans his chin on Jimin’s shoulder holding the phone closer for Yoongi to see them both. “I’m going to see what happened”

Jimin sits on the swing at front, it’s not so dark there and there’re some lights from other houses, maybe lanterns or some other powers sources. Namjoon is speaking with the neighbors.

Jimin feels bad, not for himself but for Yoongi that has his tiny hands gripping tightly at his pajama top.  “The light will be back soon, okay?”

With a tiny nod, he rests his head on his chest.

“There’s already someone coming to check the problem from the electric company, some fuse I think” Jimin nods, hugging Yoongi in the blanket he draped around his body. “I know I have a power generator somewhere, let me look for it” he leaves the phone on Jimin’s hand and a kiss on Yoongi’s head.

Namjoon does have one but by the time he manages to figure out how it works, Yoongi is fast asleep on Jimin’s shoulder and the company guys said the power should be on in less than half an hour.

“So I–”

“You know how to turn it on now, just put it somewhere easy to reach for us in case it happens again”

“Okay”

Luckily, when Yoongi wakes up again is on his parent’s room all comfy in between the two of them, he stretches his limbs and shift to his side giggling when he sees his dad with his mouth slightly open and soon he pokes his chubby fingers against it making Namjoon mumble before rolling onto his other side.

Yoongi pouts at the sight of his back and turns then to his daddy.

“Daddy” he speaks softly, Jimin doesn’t even move, “Daddy!” he tries again and lift his hand till he reaches Jimin’s hair behind his ear and pulls a bit, already with a grin forming on his face. “Daddy!” he tries louder.

Jimin stirs, the pull of his hair tightens and he is forced to open his eyes when he feels someone trying to pass over him. He catches Yoongi just in time.

“Morning Yoongi” he grumbles, still not ready to be up, “What are you doing?”

“The ring-ring!” Yoongi points the alarm clock on the side table, “Daddy wake up!”

“I’m awake, I’m awake! No need to turn that thing on”

Yoongi giggles, “I’m hungry” Jimin holds him against his chest, Yoongi shift till his head is under his neck and leaves tiny kisses there, “Muak! Muak! Daddy! Now give me food”

Jimin likes this side of Yoongi more, when he is all cute and needy from his parent’s love instead of the grumpy but still cute little thing he is half the time with other people, “…You’re a very demanding boy so I hope you take care of me when I’m old”

Yoongi nods. “Quickly”

And since Namjoon doesn’t seem like wanting to wake up soon Jimin asks Yoongi to help him with that and gives him permission to pull his dad’s ears if he doesn’t want to listen to reason. He hears Namjoon’s pained cries a couple minutes later.

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Yoongi has been watching the double doors for the past half an hour and Namjoon has let him outside his crib and is currently talking with someone on the phone. He has been whining about going out but since his dad is apparently too busy, he’ll have to do it by himself.

So he crawls his way out of the office.

Luckily for Namjoon, Yoongi is caught by Donghyuk right before his curiosity draws him into open the door to the stairs. “Hey you!” Yoongi is familiar with him so he greets back.

“Out” Yoongi points then at the elevator doors that are open.

“Eh? Does your daddy know you are going all dissident here?”

Namjoon burst out of his office, panic expression on every feature of his face “Yoongi!”

(It has taken him, two minutes to figure out that Yoongi wasn’t in the office anymore, thirty seconds after hanging up realizing he didn’t have Yoongi’s cute whines as background anymore.)

“Out!” He says again towards his dad and Donghyuk chuckles.

“Seems here that you’re going to have to do what he says, apparently he is very capable of going by himself”

“Don’t be an idiot!” Namjoon takes Yoongi from his arms. “And you! That was scary, okay? I could see your daddy murdering me if something happened to you”

Jimin receives a text from Namjoon telling to meet in Yoongi’s favorite playground since the baby needed some air (and wouldn’t stop with the out, dad! Looking at him as if Namjoon was dumb to not follow his order –cuz it sounded like one) Jimin follows as instructed.

Yoongi loves to play around with toys, and if he’s feeling generous enough he’ll even let the other kids approach him (and at this Namjoon and Jimin have to be more aware of his movements since last time a boy took a toy car from Yoongi’s hands they both watched in mild horror as their baby bit on the boy’s arm to take his toy back –Yoongi smiled a little too wide after it).

“I thought you said we could bring him tomorrow?” Jimin comments, sitting down next to him.

“Change of plans, I think he was a little bored.”

“Right” Jimin takes one of the cookies from the bag Namjoon is holding and soon Yoongi is going their way to do the same.

A little boy at his tail.

Yoongi takes one cookie and turns, the other smiling boy is there and cutely opens his mouth to be feed. Jimin and Namjoon hold their breath.

Yoongi doesn’t share candies.

But for the past 30 minutes Yoongi has let the boy play around him and his next action is to turn to take another cookie shoving it into the boy’s mouth and walking past him.

“That went well.” Namjoon sighs.

“He is making friends!” Jimin is a little too excited now.

(When Namjoon picks him up later, Yoongi ends up throwing an orange small ball at his so called new friend’s head but the other just laughs and waves bye as they leave.)

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“Where’s mommy, Yoongi?” Namjoon asks and Yoongi looks up from his toy keys and then in the direction of the kitchen where Jimin is currently making him lunch. It has taken him a full morning but Yoongi seems ready now. “Go.”

When Yoongi waddles into the kitchen, Jimin doesn’t notice immediately, putting the right amount of sugar for Yoongi’s backup formula in case he doesn’t eat all his food, but then he turns to the door frame when he hears Yoongi’s voice.

“Mommy!” Yoongi still has his toy keys in one hand with the other to support himself against the wood framework. “Mommy!”

Jimin cocks an eyebrow but smiles and goes to pick his baby up. “Hey, Yoongi-yah” he walks out the kitchen and spots Namjoon sitting on the couch, tablet in hand. Even if he is trying Namjoon can’t keep the grin out of his face which makes Jimin scowls.

“Mommy!” Yoongi calls again and lets his toy fall in favor of make Jimin look at his way, both tiny hands holding his cheeks; Jimin sees the determinate look in his baby’s features and then, “Hungry!”

Yoongi is learning and repeating new words every day and Jimin can’t be any prouder. “Of course” He leaves with the baby again but the little mommy thing isn’t going to pass with no casualties –Namjoon better prepare.

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Jimin pushes the pillow further down onto his face once he is tired of hitting him with one of Yoongi’s plushy bears. Namjoon keeps laughing hard at his actions, both hands resting on Jimin’s thighs.

“I can’t believe you taught him that!” Jimin moves the pillow to yell at his face and presses it down again, “He doesn’t want to call me daddy again. Oh my god. I’m gonna kill you.”

Namjoon seriously can’t stop laughing.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Yoongi enters the bedroom with hurry little steps, struggling later to get on their big bed.

“Yoongi!” Jimin sits back, Namjoon moves the pillow out of his face, “…But I left you in your crib sleeping” Or so Jimin thought.

“Here, Yoongi sleeps here mommy” he mumbles.

They watch as their child successfully climbs up and gets under the thick covers, hugging one of his favorite bunnies.

Jimin considers for a moment to wait till he is truly sleep this time and take him back but then Yoongi seems to remember another thing Namjoon has been teaching him as well and with one little eye open he looks at them, "Night daddy, night dad. Love you lots"

Namjoon, on his part, grins as a very proud father, Jimin just melts.

(And Yoongi sleeps there the entire night.)

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It’s shopping time for Yoongi's growing body. Jimin takes him out one lovely Thursday morning. And it’s all good till the actual shopping process starts...

"But mommy!" Yoongi even stops with a tiny hand on his hip and the other pulling his little Mickey sunglasses off, "That's not Yoongi's style, is not cool."

"Yoongi, you're five" Jimin says turning to the little diva.

The child frowns, "Yeah" like he doesn't know already, why is his mommy bringing it up?

Jimin sighs, "Fine, what do you want?"

"Swag style"

"That's it. You're never going out shopping with your dad again" And just then Jimin realizes something, "Hey! What do you mean mommy? Yoongi we have talked about this"

Namjoon smiles and open his arms for his child to jump in, "Hey! Did you buy nice clothes?"

Yoongi nods, "But mo- daddy said I'm too little to be worrying about style" Namjoon takes off the little hat, "But mo- daddy bought me cool clothes anyway"

"That's good. Show me when we get home after lunch" He turns to Jimin that’s finishing a call, "He can be a handful sometimes."

"I wonder why" Jimin narrows his eyes, still annoyed for the mommy incident but kisses the blond anyway before entering the restaurant.

"I want cheesecake"

"Lunch time, baby"

"Okay. I want pizza"

Jimin ends up laughing, "How about meatballs? You like meat more than chicken, right?"

"Okay. And cheesecake" Yoongi whispers the last, both parents smiling.

Namjoon goes to the restroom once they are finished, leaving Jimin with a full Yoongi in his lap complaining about his tummy to be about to make boom.

"It’s not going to explode, don't be so dramatic."

"But I feel it mom- daddy!"

"Well you shouldn’t had ate that cake then"

"It was so yummy"

"Let's go. Bet our Hobi is impatiently waiting already"

Hoseok is by the window, probably atop a cushion in one of the small sofas, waiting for their car after his grandmamma told him, and Namjoon knows after spotting them he is now running as much as he can to the door, thanking and saying goodbye to his grandparents, eager to see his parents and brother after two days there by Namjoon's mother request for a bonding time with their second grandson.

Yoongi pats the space next to him when Namjoon opens the door for Hoseok, helping him to climb in. "Missed you, hyung!" he whines hugging his brother and whines some more reaching for his daddy in the front seat. "Missed you, daddy"

"We all missed you, too. Did you have a good time with your grandparents?" Namjoon settles behind the wheel.

Hoseok nods, "Yes, grandmommy made cookies for Hobi. Here" he pulls out a little blue bag from his backpack and offers Yoongi some then his parents. "They're yummy, yes?" After confirmation Hoseok keeps talking about his stay there and also listening to Yoongi talking about how he went with mom-daddy! to buy clothes because he's growing and he's going to be so tall.

Jimin glares at Namjoon.

"And mom-daddy found me this cool t-shirt cuz I’m cool boy"

Namjoon tries to hold back his laughter, Jimin glares harder.

It all goes to a point where Hoseok asks if 'mom-daddy' is a new word, when they get to the house, which is the last straw. Jimin grabs the closest thing -Yoongi's little backpack- and hits Namjoon till he falls laughing on the couch screaming sorrys Jimin doesn't believe.

Later that night, with the table ready with food Namjoon made, Yoongi calls his "Mommy" for dinner one more time.

Jimin sighs somewhere upstairs.

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