Chapter 2..

...Chapter Text:...

...Jimin took a deep breath, and stood up....

...The red haired couldn’t form words to describe what was happening inside of him, so he just faced his two friends who were at the bench, and slowly put his own hands in his belly. He hoped his eyes and gestures would tell. He stood there in front of them, holding his stomach and watched as the realisation hit them. Seokjin gasped....

...“Jimin… You’re…!” Seokjin had clearly understood, and so had Taehyung, who looked like he was about to cry....

...“...You’re pregnant?” Taehyung whispered in a breathless voice, as if he couldn’t contain his emotions, and Jimin felt tears prickling at his own eyes at the sight of his best friend....

...“You’re not angry with me, are you?” Jimin didn’t know if that teary question was directed at Taehyung, at Seokjin, or both, but Taehyung immediately answered....

...“Chim… You’re pregnant!” and Taehyung officially started crying. The younger stood up from the bench and hugged Jimin, still crying....

...“I’m so happy for you, your baby is going to be so perfect and cute and wonderful just like you!” Taehyung whispered to Jimin’s shoulder while hugging him tight, and Jimin started crying too....

...“I’m happy for you too, Jiminie.” Seokjin said, emotional. Taehyung, in between sobs, pulled the older into the group hug....

...The three stayed like that, in the middle of the park, until Taehyung calmed down from the euphoria. Then, they sat down again, and Taehyung was suddenly a lot more touchy than before, practically never taking his hands from Jimin’s stomach, but Jimin didn’t mind it....

...“So you were actually looking for a house to raise your baby the whole time!” Seokjin exclaimed with a happy smile, and Jimin couldn’t help but smile back....

...“And, talking about raising…” Taehyung started the question but then stopped. He and Seokjin exchanged looks and Taehyung looked unsure of how to ask that....

...“Uh… Does this kid… Uhm… Is Yoongi…?” when Taehyung mentioned Yoongi’s name, Jimin looked down silently. His friends knew that Jimin and Yoongi had been ‘fooling around’, so it made sense that the businessman would be the first possible father for Jimin’s baby that they would think of. But the model didn’t want his friends to be caught up in their drama, although he figured it would be inevitable....

...Jimin didn’t answer, just kept looking down, and an odd silence settled in....

...“Jimin.” Seokjin said firmly, but Jimin kept his head down. “Does he know?”...

...“Yes…” Jimin murmured. He just didn’t want them to be too mad at Yoongi, even though he had been an asshole to him. He knew Yoongi was just going through a hard time....

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...After Yoongi found out his friends already knew about Jimin's pregnancy, it got even more impossible for him to pretend that things weren’t happening. His problem wasn’t even so much about guilt anymore, it was pure concern. He wanted Jimin to be okay, he wanted to just be there for him....

...Maybe that was the reason why Yoongi felt the need to know of Jimin’s whereabouts. However, he couldn’t find the courage to reach out to the model yet....

...And that's why he was currently sitting right beside Namjoon in a studio at Big Hit Entertainment, in a leather sofa after a recording session with young idol Jungkook. The idol was already gone from the room, and Namjoon sat on the leather sofa in casual clothes - a black hoodie and jeans - nursing a coffee....

...Yoongi, who worked as an executive for Big Hit, had came from his office in the highest floors of the building to visit his long time friend in the studio. He wore a black suit, with his hair neatly arranged so his fringe was parted above one of his eyebrows....

..."So... have you been in touch with Jimin?..." Yoongi blurted, fidgeting with his hands on top of his knees....

...Namjoon just stared at him quizzically. The taller man leaned forward beside Yoongi and rested his elbows on his knees, staying silent. Yoongi felt exceptionally nervous, not being sure if the look his friend was giving him was judgmental or not....

..."I'm just asking, because, you know... We haven't been talking..." Yoongi continued in a low voice, barely audible. As Namjoon kept contemplating him in silence, Yoongi grew even more nervous to the point that he was about to bolt out of the room, when the other finally spoke....

..."He bought a house last week." Namjoon said, in a way that told he though Yoongi already had that information - but, in fact, this was the first time Yoongi was hearing it....

..."Oh. He did?" Yoongi mumbled under his breath. He wasn’t exactly surprised, he had been expecting it to happen, after he transferred that money to Jimin....

...Namjoon raised an eyebrow at Yoongi's surprise, and now he was sure that he was being full on judged....

..."He bought a house. A very nice one, good privacy, with a back garden, carpeted floor, big kitchen and bedrooms..." Namjoon listed in a forced-bored voice "He still has a lot to do in there but he'll be doing an house-warming party, just us, next week." Namjoon said looking straight at Yoongi, as if daring him to voice that he hadn't been invited....

...Of course he hadn't been invited....

..."What has me thinking..." Namjoon said in an obviously-acted wondering voice, even placing a hand on his chin and looking to the wall in front of him "Is... Did Jimin have all that money saved up? Because, that's quite some money... His family is not rich, is it?"...

...Yoongi gulped. Namjoon being sarcastic was already a scary thing, but him being sarcastic and serious and judgemental was a whole new level. Suddenly the shorter man, that was sitting right beside him still in his work black suit, looked down, not knowing what to do with his hands....

..."I guess not." Yoongi knew his voice sounded strained, but he couldn't help it....

..."You know, money can buy a lot of things, but not everything." his voice was cold, and he was looking right at Yoongi....

..."I'm not trying to buy anything here."...

..."Are you sure?..." Namjoon asked but didn't get an answer. "...Seriously, hyung, I wish I could be on your ‘side’ but you're making it so difficult. Ever since Jimin got pregnant you two are just ignoring each other’s existences. Did you and Jimin fight or what? I don’t get it.”...

..."You don't have to." Yoongi was fast in his reply. "I mean, you don't have to stay on my side. Please be there for Jimin."...

..."And why can’t you be there for him?"...

..."He doesn't want me." Yoongi said, and Namjoon frowned....

..."Huh?" the younger turned in the sofa so that he was facing Yoongi....

..."Believe me, he doesn't want to see me anymore. And it's all my fault. He probably hates me now." Yoongi didn't mean to sound so miserable, but he did, and Namjoon was looking at him like he was a hard puzzle to solve....

..."Excuse me? Hate you?” Namjoon frowned in confusion. “Why would he hate you? Did you do something?”...

..."...I don’t want to talk about." Yoongi muttered, and then didn't feel like making that conversation last any longer. Namjoon didn’t know Yoongi had been terribly rude to Jimin the night he told him he was pregnant, and Yoongi really didn’t want to talk about it right now....

...Yoongi got up, fully intending on going back to his office to sulk in peace....

...Yoongi headed to the door with hanging shoulders. He turned slightly to say some final thing to Namjoon, but he couldn't decide on what to say. Go to his party? Tell him I’m sorry? Please take care of him? They all sounded terrible, and in the end Yoongi couldn't say anything....

...When Yoongi put his hand on the door handle, he heard Namjoon mutter "He misses you, you know that? You should be there for him, even if just as a friend."...

...Yoongi froze momentarily at hearing those words, but quickly recovered enough to open the door and leave the room, dead silent. He walked back to his office slowly, feeling like trash....

...Yoongi couldn't bring himself to fully believe Namjoon's words, though. Jimin needing the presence of a loving partner, who also happened to be the other parent of his unborn child? Yes. But needing Yoongi's help? Problematic, bitter Yoongi? Jimin was probably better off without him in his life....

..."he misses you," kept repeating itself in Yoongi's head, and he refused to acknowledge the butterflies in his stomach from hearing those words. "you should be there for him."...

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..."Your daddy is so intelligent and cool, sweetie." Jimin talked to the bump in his belly, alone in his sofa on a Wednesday afternoon. His living room didn't have much yet, as he was taking his time in decorating the house, and some services, such as cable tv and heating system, still needed to be installed. "He plays the piano," Jimin whispered in a childish voice, rubbing at his belly softly....

...Jimin was alone at home. He had just eaten some food Jin hyung had prepared for him earlier, and was now just fumbling with his instagram. He had almost two million followers now. That was a lot, but he was slightly worried about how he would be able to keep up with social media, work and his career while taking care of a baby....

...His manager had already set a fluffy-themed pregnant photoshoot for a rather artsy magazine, but aside from that, he had practically a zeroed schedule for the next months. He thought he would be uneasy with that prospect, but he was surprisingly, completely okay with it....

...His "fans" (he didn't consider himself relevant enough to have "fans") didn't know about his pregnancy yet. He wasn't sure how to do it, be it by a mirror selca showing off his belly or something more subtle like a pair of baby shoes in his hands, the options were endless....

...Jimin looked at the moving boxes in front of his medium sized sofa, that were being used as a makeshift coffee table. The tupperwares were almost empty, and he smiled at the memory of Jin handing him all that food, meant to last a week, for him to reheat and eat....

...It was like that, by knowing Jimin was pregnant, a switch has turned in Seokjin's head and he suddenly was a furious "mama bear", passionately willing to be there for Jimin and specially to feed him, since it was no secret to them that Jimin wasn't that good in the kitchen himself....

...But Jin would also come by to check on the silliest things, in Jimin's opinion, like if he was in warm enough clothes or if he was out of water to drink or if he wanted some tea or ice cream. Basically, Jin had taken upon him the mission to feed Jimin and his baby constantly during the day....

...At first Jimin had been specially embarrassed to he such a burden on his friends, but after much insistence on their part he had learned to just let them be, and just spoil him to their heart's content....

...That's why Jimin didn't think much of hearing the doorbell ring, guessing it was probably his friends Jin and Namjoon, who he had been expecting to come over today. He just lazily got up from the sofa and opened the door without looking in the peephole....

...He then immediately wished he had looked before opening, as for he wouldn't have the surprise of seeing none less than Min Fucking Yoongi on his doorstep....

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...Jimin’s first reaction was slamming the door back shut the second he saw Yoongi's face....

...There was an awkward moment of silence, where Jimin just stood there facing the door with wide eyes, trying to regain his breath. He was nervous, for sure. Why would Yoongi come all the way to his house, uninvited? Would he be angry again?...

...Jimin mindlessly put his hands in his belly, and asked out loud, his voice wavering slightly....

..."Yoongi-ssi?" he didn't know what to ask more, so he just waited in front of the door....

..."Jimin. I... just remembered how much you liked these chocolates, and... Could you please open the door?" Yoongi sounded unsure and surprisingly soft. He didn't know how to take that information, so he opened the door, just enough to see his face while he leaned on the doorway....

..."Yes?" Jimin mumbled....

..."I brought some boxes of chocolate from your favorite place, I recall you liked it." Yoongi extended the chocolate shop’s bag towards Jimin, but he just stared at it without making any movement to take it. Yoongi's shoulders sagged down....

..."A-Anyways." Yoongi cleared his throat and tried to act sure of himself like he always did. "I just wanted to say that if you need anything, I want to help you."...

..."Thanks...?" Jimin didn't know how to react so much....

..."That's it? You come here and offer me chocolates? I thought you didn't care, because you weren’t even sure if I was saying the truth?" Jimin said through the small opening of the door. He really didn't feel like facing him completely....

..."No, I care! And I believe you, Jimin. I..." Yoongi immediately said, and then Jimin saw some blush come to his cheeks. "I care about you, Jimin, and... and your baby too."...

...Yoongi didn't notice his mistake immediately, but Jimin’s jaw dropped when he heard it....

..."My baby." Jimin repeated....

...Yoongi’s eyes widened when he realised his wording, but if was already too late....

..."Look, Min Yoongi, you shouldn't have come here. Please never come back again. I don’t need your help." as he said those words, he closed the front door and started locking it....

...Jimin’s heart beat fast in his chest. He wondered if he had overreacted. But it was true that he was upset by Yoongi referring to their baby as “just Jimin’s” baby, as if he was so against the idea of having to take responsibility of it along with Jimin. And he probably was....

...The thought, for some reason, just upset Jimin even more....

...Yoongi really, really didn’t want that baby....

...Jimin wished he could go back to what he had been doing, but he remained in front of the entrance, waiting to hear Yoongi's footsteps going....

...He waited, but finally heard the sound of the plastic bag being hung in the door handle, and his footsteps going back to his car....

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...Jimin wished he could just forget, just erase that encounter from his memory, and forget that ever happened, but of course fate wasn't playing fair with him that afternoon....

...Of course it wasn't, because just five minutes after Yoongi had left his front porch, Seokjin and Namjoon were showing up....

...Jimin had been in the kitchen, but started walking slowly to meet them, who were already making themselves at home, having entered on their own because Jimin had gave them the door’s password....

..."Jiminnie!!!" Jin playfully ran to Jimin and engulfed him in a bear hug, as if they hadn't met before in less than 48 hours....

..."Hi." Jimin smiled shyly from his place in the taller man's arms....

..."Hey Jiminnie, what is this?" Namjoon had the plastic bag in his hands. Of course, Jimin had completely forgot about the food Yoongi had offered, and he had rejected. Yoongi had left it at his front door and Namjoon was now looking at him waiting for answers....

..."Jimin? What happened?" Jimin had been so concentrated in his own problems that he hadn't noticed his expression turning from an eye-smile to a worried frown....

..."It's from Yoongi... He came in earlier and left this." as Jimin spoke, Seokjin’s eyebrows lifted....

...“Oh… So, are you two talking again?” Seokjin asked....

...Jimin, that had tried so hard to forget about what happened before, was now replaying Yoongi's words in his mind, and suddenly he felt like crying....

...At the sight of Jimin's pout and watery eyes, Namjoon was in front of him in a second....

..."What happened?" Jin asked worriedly, and Namjoon looked equally worried....

...Jimin felt like a crybaby, he didn't want to bother the two with his problems, but he couldn't help being upset with everything that was happening. He slid away from Jin's hug and went to sit back in the sofa, the two men hovering him the entire way....

..."He just... came here. I didn't even know he knew where I lived... But I guess... I mean, of course he knew..." Jimin started sniffing, and soon he was wiping the tears from his cheeks with both hands....

..."Did he say something bad to you?" Seokjin had now a permanent frown in his beautiful face, and he looked low-key furious....

..."He- He said-" Jimin was hiccuping now "He said..."...

...Jimin didn't know how to word it, and deep down he didn't feel like telling them. He really felt like he was throwing a fit out of nothing. It was probably just the hormones....

..."Jimin. Please tell us what’s going on." Namjoon pleaded, looking all kinds of worried sitting beside him on the sofa. Seokjin took his hands and looked at him expecting an answer....

..."It doesn't matter..." Jimin tried, but he knew one day they would have to know. Of course all his friends had assumed something was wrong, but didn't know exactly what happened; just that one day Jimin gets pregnant with Yoongi's child and immediately they stop talking with each other....

..."Look, I want to help the both of you, but I'm really in the dark here. We know something happened between the two of you, but none of you will open up..." Namjoon said....

..."All we know is that you are expecting a baby, Yoongi is the father and he is not here. And when he shows up, you are crying." Jin sighed, his face stuck on a frustrated frown "I'm sorry Jiminnie, but all of this is making me want to beat Yoongi up. He is being an asshole to you, isn't he?"...

..."I don't know...?" Jimin offered in a whine, starting to cry even more. He was angry he couldn't stop crying, and worrying his friends because of it....

..."What do you mean you don't know?" Namjoon exclaimed, getting impatient "Just tell us what he is doing and then we'll be able to help! This needs to stop, whatever it is! It could be just a misunderstanding."...

..."I don't want to talk about it." Jimin hugged his own body and looked ahead, to the wall where the tv would be, once he bought one....

...Again, he looked so small and sad, sniffing and pouting with his eyes red and watering, that the couple didn't have the heart to press the issue any further....

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...Three days later, Jimin was trying to get in touch with Taehyung. He sent a few texts but got no answer from him....

...Then he tried Hoseok's number, and the same happened. No answer....

...Namjoon appeared to be unavailable too, not even online on his phone. The only one that answered was Jin hyung, but it wasn't very helpful either....

...from: Jin hyung <3...

...i'm sorry jiminnie...

...i'm busy right now :(...

...but tonight i'll come see you :))))))...

...remember to drink a lot of water and eat your veggies!!!!!!!...

...from: Jimin...

...ok hyung :)...

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...At the same time, in the other side of the city, Jin received Jimin's text and sighed, putting his phone back in his pocket. He wished he could spend the saturday with adorable Jiminnie, but unfortunately, today he was a man on a mission....

...He, and other three men....

..."You all ready?" Taehyung stage-whispered, standing in front of the door of Yoongi's apartment with Jin, Namjoon and Hoseok....

..."We need to remember why we are here. We can't take it easy on him." Hoseok said, looking directly at Namjoon "We all love him but we need answers, otherwise we won't be able to help Jimin." he continued, completely serious....

..."Okay, geez." Namjoon murmured....

...Namjoon stepped ahead and knocked on the apartment door. When he got no answer, he just kept insisting. He knew Yoongi would get up and see them from the little cctv screen right beside his door, recognize them and answer the door....

...And true to his guessing, Yoongi did, with a scowl, like he had just woken up....

...But he didn’t even manage to utter a word because the second the door was unlocked, Namjoon was violently pushing it open and entering the apartment, being quickly followed by the others until they were all inside and Jin locked it again....

...“W-what…” Yoongi was utterly confused, it all happened so fast ....

...“Hello, Yoongi.” Namjoon said weirdly calm. “You have a minute? We want to talk to you a little bit.” he said, putting a hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, appearing friendly but the hand on his shoulder was heavy like a threat....

...The others started making themselves at home, also acting weirdly too-natural, Taehyung going to the big shelf beside his tv and picking a small vase to just look at it. It all seemed a bit invasive and Yoongi couldn’t help but feel intimidated, having apparently no control in that situation that was happening in the middle of his living room while he was barefoot in a large white t-shirt and pair of boxers....

...“Hyung? Why don’t you seat down, you look tired.” Hoseok smiled sweetly, his voice almost dripping sugar as he motioned for the armchair besides the sofa. It should have been a suggestion but it sounded like an order....

...Yoongi didn’t have much of a choice, as he was practically manhandled in the direction of said armchair and made to sit down. He didn’t know how to react, as the atmosphere in the room was heavy and he knew they weren’t joking like any other day....

...“It’s okay, hyung” Taehyung said in reassurance, but how could he reassure anyone while staring right at him in an expressionless face, emotionless voice. “If you’re not wrong, you have nothing to fear.”...

...Yoongi was starting to get scared....

...“What the ****.” he gasped, looking around. They were all standing looking down at him, appearing deadly apart from Namjoon that was the only one that had a minimum of sympathy on his face....

...There was a moment of silence, until Namjoon crossed his arms around his chest and said,...

...“I’ll go right to the point.” he exchanged a brief look with Jin before continuing, staring right back at Yoongi, voice serious and demanding. “What, exactly, happened between you and Jimin?”...

...Suddenly, it all made sense to Yoongi. Why they were here, why they were behaving that way. Now, he understood what was happening....

...However, he still didn’t know how to answer that question, so he stayed silent....

...“Min Yoongi? We’re waiting.” Jin sounded like an angry mom, and Yoongi wished he could run away, but he was practically cornered in his own house....

...“I… don’t know.” his voice was low and his head went down....

...“What do you don’t know?” Jin continued just as demanding....

...“I said I don’t know.”...

...“You don’t look like you don’t know.” Namjoon stated. “And just so you know , we won’t leave this house until we have answers.” he sounded serious and intimidating, and Yoongi just sighed tiredly, “Now, what happened between you and Jimin?”...

...“A lot of things happened, most of them I regret.” Yoongi answered right away, and from the corner of his eye he could see Hoseok subtly restraining Taehyung from stepping ahead with a hand to his chest....

...“Yoongi, I believe you are a good person that actually cares for Jimin in this situation, please don’t prove me wrong.” Namjoon pleaded....

...“I care about Jimin” Yoongi could feel his heart flutter, “A lot.”...

...“So why are you ignoring him?” Jin sounded the epitome of impatience....

...“...It doesn’t matter anymore.” Yoongi muttered and everyone else in the room rolled their eyes....

...“Could you stop feeling sorry for yourself for one minute and answer the fucking question?!” Namjoon lost it....

...For some moments no one spoke, and Yoongi thought about how he could answer that properly....

...“...I was an asshole.”...

...“What did you do?” Jin whispered, and for a second Yoongi believed he could actually get beaten up by what he was about to say....

...“I… I didn’t accept it, at first.” Yoongi couldn’t look any of them in the eye “When he told me about… about it, I reacted badly. I got mad and yelled at him, a lot. I didn’t want it, to be a father, and I so didn’t want him to be pregnant because of me-” he was stopped as there was a commotion of Hoseok and Namjoon having to restrain Taehyung from literally attacking him. No one said a word, and soon the younger just started pacing around the room, his hands going through his hair, dead silent....

...The other three turned back to Yoongi demanding that he continued, and he hesitantly did....

...“I said that it was wrong, and a mistake, and that he was too young to be having a baby, and that it was all stupid…”...

...“You are stupid.” Jin spit the words from where he stayed next to the chair, arms folded....

...“And then… after I said all those things I just… left the restaurant and never came back.”...

...Jin furrowed his eyebrows and looked murderous. Namjoon sighed tiredly....

...“...Hyung…” Namjoon said “And what, now? Do you plan on talking to Jimin? Ask for forgiveness? Say you’re sorry?”...

...“No.” the answer was immediate, and everyone else in the room lifted their eyebrows....

...“Why!? That’s the least you could dol!” Seokjin exclaimed....

...“Because I know he would forgive me.” Yoongi said, then sighed deeply, gazing onto the distance....

...There was silence in the room again, as his words weighed in the air....

...“...That’s true.” Jin stated, hesitantly, still with his arms crossed. “Jimin would probably forgive you.”...

...“But I wouldn’t.” Taehyung said from where he was standing several feet away from the group, “I wouldn’t forgive you and I wouldn’t let you get close to him again if it means you’ll hurt him again-”...

...“But he still deserves an apology, obviously.” Namjoon stressed his point “You should definitely talk to him about it.”...

...“No.” Taehyung argued again. “No.” he sounded final....

...“But Taehyung-”...

...“This is not happening.” Taehyung stated. “Wanna know why?” he asked Namjoon, and then turned to Yoongi that was still seated in the armchair....

...“Do you feel ready to be a father? To have a stable, healthy and honest relationship with Jimin? To co-parent with him? To be supportive? Raise a kid, change diapers, be a responsible parent-figure?”...

...Yoongi’s face was paler than ever, and he felt his throat tighten. No, he wasn’t. He was about to panic under Taehyung’s scrutinizing gaze, because he didn’t feel ready to do any of that. He believed he should be, but he wasn’t in the slightest, and for that he was a piece of shit-...

...“That’s what I thought.” Taehyung concluded, with his jaw clenched tight....

...“I don’t think you will be of any help to Jimin. Stay away from my friend.” without any other word, he turned on his heel and exited the apartment on his own....

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...“To be honest, I think I share the same opinion as Taehyung.” Jin said....

...“I don’t.” Namjoon was fast to reply. “I don’t think this is the right way. Yoongi can’t abandon his own kid for God’s sake! He needs to participate.” he argued....

...“But if he’s going to hurt Jimin while he does that, then he should stay away.” Jin replied....

...“Yoongi wouldn’t do that-”...

...“You’re only saying it because you want to protect Yoongi!” Jin exclaimed “But don’t you see what he has done?! He’s an asshole-”...

...“I’m just stating the facts! Yoongi’s just scared, this is still so new and unexpected, he needs time to adjust!” Namjoon exclaimed while Seokjin still talked over him and their voices were quickly rising. “He’s just not ready yet but he will be-”...

...“Enough!” Hoseok screamed, going to stand between the couple....

...“Do you want to know my opinion on all of this?!” Hoseok gestured wildly in the direction of Yoongi “Is that they are both adults, and they really don’t need you to be arguing about their lives like this!”...

...Yoongi watched dumbly the three men have a staring contest in front of him, until something seemed to click and suddenly they were heading out. Namjoon even turned back to say something in his leave, but seemed to think better of it and just left the apartment quietly....

...The door closed gently, and Yoongi was alone in his apartment again, with his mouth gaping as he tried to understand what had just happened....

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...Later that day:...

...To say that Jimin’s house-warming party was awkward was an understatement....

...He didn’t know why, but some of his friends were acting weird. He had invited Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok and Hoseok’s younger brother Jeongguk. They were a very small crowd, definitely not enough people to be calling what they were having a “party”, but Jimin was comfortable with that. He could have invited way more people, but the fact that not everyone knew yet that he was pregnant made him hesitant about it. Not even his fellow model friends, like Sehun and Baekhyun, were invited....

...That house-warming party was really meant to be comfy and family-like....

...Then, why wasn’t he feeling that way?...

...At the moment they were all gathered around the kitchen, that was big enough for all of them, taking all the food they had ordered out of the delivery paper bags and placing them on the counter....

...No one was talking. Jimin was starting to feel uneasy, with a lot of things going through his mind. Maybe they wanted to be elsewhere? Was it that boring?...

...He turned to Jeongguk, that seemed to be one of the few that weren’t lost in thoughts....

...“Jungkookie? What did you think of the house?” Jimin tried for small talk, knowing that the younger was always eager for his attention. They were good friends, and they got along really well. Maybe it was because of the fact that Jungkook was one of the rare male carriers that Jimin knew and was friends with....

...A ‘male carrier’ was what they called a male who was born with an uterus, which was about all of trans men and 5% of cis men in their world. Jimin and Jungkook were part of that small percentage. People like them were rare - they had been born with male reproductive systems, and… an uterus and ovaries....

...“Oh, it’s really cool, hyung!” Jeongguk smiled easily as he answered Jimin’s question, “You chose a nice one.”...

...“Thanks.” Jimin smiled sweetly....

...In their society, male carriers like Jimin and Jungkook were in a very privileged position. People would treat a man like them nicely, with respect. They were different, but they were highly valued because of it, in most societies in the world....

...Jimin got to know Jungkook in the Big Hit building. While Jimin was a model signed to the company, Jungkook was a nineteen-year-old idol who had just debuted in a group. And Jimin was one of the very few people that knew Jungkook was a male carrier like him, because that part of Jungkook’s biology was to be kept a secret, since it wasn’t common for idols to be open about that, and since it was so easy to pretend to not be a male carrier....

...And, besides being practically best friends with Jungkook, Jimin was also good friends with Hoseok, who happened to be Jungkook’s older brother. Hoseok was a choreographer who also worked at Big Hit....

...The living room wasn’t very big, so Jimin had opted for a minimalistic decor. Actually, most of his house had that style of decoration, since it made the house seem bigger than it was, and also more “baby proof”....

...The first thing they had done that evening was a house tour, with practically only Jimin and Jungkook speaking up the entire time. He wasn’t sure, but he could sense that Taehyung, Jin and Namjoon were disagreeing in something. Taehyung’s face was stuck in a scowl, and Hoseok seemed to be too busy watching them behave weirdly at each other to pay attention to what Jimin was saying....

...To put it simply, the house tour had been kind of a disaster. Jimin couldn’t understand what had he done wrong. The only one that made it easier for him was Jeongguk....

...“This living room is so simple yet so nice,” Jeongguk said once they were all sat, “I can easily imagine a cute baby running around here.”...

...“Oh, I can’t wait to meet this little one!” he started rubbing his belly affectionately....

...“I hope it gets your eye-smile, it’s so cute.” Jeongguk said gently, fondness dripping from his voice....

...“It’ll be the cutest baby ever.” Jimin laughed, and turned on his side. “Right, Namjoon hyung?”...

...Namjoon and Jin had sat down on either side of Jimin, almost in a protective way, and all the time they had been subtly giving each other the stink eye from above Jimin’s head. Namjoon got surprised by being called....

...“I’m sorry Jiminnie I didn’t hear it?” he turned to Jimin, that smiled easily in return, not noticing the heavy atmosphere in the room anymore....

...“I was just saying that my baby is going to be the cutest baby ever.” Jimin giggled adorably, all cute in his sweater paws and fluffy orange hair, facing him. Namjoon could see Jeongguk from behind Jimin looking at the shorter man in full heart eyes, and tried not to scowl at the boy. It was just a harmless teenage crush, Namjoon thought....

...“Of course it will.” Namjoon tried to smile back and playfully caught Jimin’s cheek in his fingers....

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...After they finished eating, they gathered their things and stated that the house-warming party was over....

...Jimin was mostly satisfied with it, even though Taehyung, Jin and Namjoon kept acting weird towards each other even after they had eaten. He thought his friends would eventually figure it out by themselves, and that there was no point in him worrying so much about it. It’d be okay, Jimin thought....

...When they were getting ready to leave Jimin’s new house, he looked at Jeongguk and noticed that the boy appeared to be very tired. And then Jimin remembered Jeongguk said he had a very early schedule tomorrow morning, and that he would take at least one hour to go from Jimin’s house to his dorm building. And it was already 10 pm…...

...“Hey Jungkook, do you want to spend the night here?” Jimin asked him before he could put on his shoes, the others already waiting outside “You said you have to leave for work early in the morning and that your dorm is far from here. You can spend the night here if you want.” Jimin offered....

...The boy’s face, that had been all sleepy, suddenly lit up with the offer....

...“Really, hyung?! Thank you, that would help me a lot, I could sleep in the couch and- let me just text manager hyung to see if it’s okay!” Jeongguk looked so happy that Jimin felt a sense of pride in him....

...“So, you’re staying?” Hoseok asked his younger brother. They didn’t live together anymore, as Hoseok was a choreographer and dancer that lived alone and Jeongguk was a newly debuted idol that lived in a dorm with his bandmates....

...At Jeongguk’s affirmative, and his manager’s permission, the other three left the house, leaving only Jimin and Jeongguk back....

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...Jimin was in his bedroom, upstairs, sitting on the edge of the bed and fumbling with his phone. He was waiting for Jeongguk to finish his shower so he could use it. There were two more bathrooms in the house, but Jimin insisted that Jeongguk used his ensuite since it was the only one that was actually ready to use....

...Jimin still had a lot to do in that house, since most of it was practically never used before....

...He heard the door opened, and looked up. And then wished he hadn’t, because there was Jeongguk, standing only in a pair of tight boxers in front of him, holding the towel with one hand....

...Jimin choked on air and nearly let his phone fall to the ground....

...“Are you okay?” Jeongguk got closer, genuinely worried about his furious coughing. He leaned on the bed and started doing gentle pats on his back....

...“It- it’s okay!” Jimin said, flustered. “I’m okay, okay.” Jimin reassured him, and Jeongguk let him go. He expected the other to stand from his bed, but he didn’t....

...“Why aren’t you wearing any other clothes, by the way?” Jimin demanded, still a bit flustered....

...“I… I didn’t want to sleep on jeans…” Jeongguk said innocently, “I was hoping you could lend me a shirt, maybe?”...

...“Oh… I don’t know if my clothes will fit you, but we can try.” He said and went for his wardrobe, trying to find the largest shirts he wore....

...“Here.” he handed the shirt to Jeongguk and went to the bathroom....

...While undressing behind the door of the bathroom, he looked at his body in the mirror. His pregnant belly was still small, as he was on the fourth month of pregnancy, but it was still there. He knew he wasn’t fully prepared, but he couldn’t wait to have his little kid in his arms. He knew he was going to give his best at parenting....

...Jimin showered quickly and put on the pajamas he had brought with him. When he exited the bathroom, he saw Jeongguk still in his bedroom, sitting on the bed, wearing the white t-shirt he had offered him. It looked loose enough on his frame....

...For some reason, seeing Jeongguk there, sitting on the bed facing him, looking sleepy and domestic while waiting for him to come out of the bathroom, made funny things with Jimin’s guts. He knew it was wrong to look at Jeongguk that way, but he couldn’t help it....

...He tried to brush it all off, and asked,...

...“Why are you still here?” he knew Jeongguk said he would sleep in the sofa,...

...“I wanted to ask if you had some sheets with you, maybe an extra comforter, you know, for me to bring downstairs,” Jeongguk said, looking all kinds of innocent,...

...Jimin stared at Jeongguk’s eyes for some time, before he breathed out and said,...

...“You know what, why don’t you sleep here tonight?” Jimin suggested, too tired and sleepy to think straight “this bed is really big so it shouldn’t be weird or anything.”...

...“Really?!” Jeongguk looked alive once more “But, are you sure it would be okay? I can be quite messy while asleep-”...

...“As soon as you don’t kick me out of the bed, it’ll be fine I guess.” Jimin answered absentmindedly and then yawned, lifting his hand to his mouth adorably. He saw Jeongguk shift on the bed....

...“So, what side do you sleep?”...

...“It doesn’t matter.” he answered sleepily before flopping down on the mattress. He closed his eyes and felt Jeongguk pull the cover above them both, and fell asleep to the warm presence of another body next to him....

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...No even an hour later, and he woke up again to the darkness of the room. Jimin knew what this was, it wasn’t the first time that happened....

...Because of the pregnancy, sometimes he would feel extra horny. Normally he would take care of it by himself and go back to sleep, but tonight he knew it would be complicated, because he had unwilling company by his side....

...He had a full hard on that wouldn’t go down no matter how hard he tried, so he knew he would have to deal with it either way. He looked to his side and saw that Jeongguk was sleeping peacefully with his back turned to him. He couldn’t see the other’s face, but judging by his breaths, he was probably sleeping soundly....

...I can be really quiet and quick, he won’t wake up . Jimin thought, as he slowly brought a hand inside his shorts. God, he was horny. How inconvenient, with a guest right by his side, and his friend’s younger brother even…...

...Jimin turned on the bed, not wanting to face Jeongguk’s back and shoulders while he did the dirty. Somehow, the fact that he had to be quiet otherwise he would get caught only made it even more exciting....

...He started working at his erection under the covers, and silently pushed his face into the pillow, trying to muffle his heavy breathing. He was blushing all over his face now and slowly brought his free hand to his face, trying to cover his mouth to not let the filthy sounds get out....

...Jimin was so concentrated on being quiet that he missed the moment Jeongguk woke up. It was only when the young man turned to face Jimin’s back that he froze, feeling the bed dip with the other’s movements....

...Jeongguk was quick on getting what was happening....

...“It’s okay, hyung…” Jeongguk murmured lowly, his beautiful voice sounding sinful in the darkness, right beside Jimin’s ear. “I can help you.” he said, slowly bringing a hand under the covers to rest on Jimin’s waist, giving him time to deny if he didn’t want it....

...“...Jeongguk, are you sure, you don’t have to-”...

...“Sshhhh…” Jeongguk interrupted him and pressed his hand more firmly on Jimin’s waist, pressing his back flush against his chest, “Let me take care of you, hyung,”...

...His firm hands turned Jimin on the bed gently, and then he brought a hand to cup Jimin’s face, gently coaching him to look up....

...Jeongguk bent his head towards Jimin’s, and their noses touched. The way they brushed their lips together but never fully kissed only seemed to hype Jimin even more. He go impatient and properly kissed Jeongguk....

...At first it was lazy and sensual, with Jeongguk surprising Jimin once more with just how good of a kisser he was, and a natural dominant in bed. They laid kissing slowly and intimately on the bed....

...Until Jeongguk bit Jimin’s lower lip and he let out a breathless little whimper....

...“Ah, Jungkook,” Jimin whimpered breathily. He could feel how eager the younger was....

...They ended up making out while Jungkook used his hands to get Jimin off, then himself. In the post-****** haze, they quickly went back to sleep....

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