Chapter 12...

...“I’m so so so sorry my mom said those things to you!!” Jimin exclaimed, and Yoongi seemed to be brought back from his panicked muteness, “She is really old fashioned… I should have seen that coming…” Jimin almost whined in embarrassment....

...“N-no, it’s okay!” Yoongi tried to assure, even though he was still very red in the face and couldn’t look up to Jimin’s eyes. Eunha’s words kept repeating in his mind....

...“Now, if you excuse me, I need to go pee real quick-” Jimin murmured as he hurried out of the bedroom, leaving Yoongi standing in there, to his own thoughts....

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... The next time Jimin woke up in his old childhood bed, he was feeling like shit. It felt like his head was pounding and he groaned confusedly as he pushed his body up on the mattress. He barely registered Yoongi’s presence beneath him, still sleeping, as he made his way to the hallway, trying to find the bathroom. His eyes were squinting and he felt sicker by the second....

... From the back of his head, he faintly registered Yoongi’s worried voice calling him, but Jimin was already kneeling to the bathroom floor and spilling his guts in the toilet....

... He heard Yoongi running to him and in a second there was a hand on his back, Yoongi frantically asking him if he was okay, if he was feeling something strange....

...“N-no, it’s fine.” he mumbled. Sure, his pregnancy was not being the type to make him puke like people did in the movies, but he knew it was normal to feel sick like that....

... He turned his head to speak again and reassure Yoongi, who looked slightly panicked, when he felt another wave of sickness that had him puking again. Jimin was crying with the force of it, and he hated it, hated being sick. He just felt so miserable as his belly was too big with his pregnancy and he just wanted to go back to bed and sleep more but he was on the bathroom floor spilling his dinner and everything felt horrible. Well, at least Yoongi was there right beside him, but still, making Yoongi worry so much about him didn’t sit well with Jimin in that moment....

... When Jimin’s stomach was done, he just slumped back against the wall, ready to sleep right there on the floor, but there were firm and gentle hands on his shoulders, holding him up, and there was his mom’s face in front of him, tilting his chin and pressing a cup of water to his lips. Jimin thought she wants him to drink, so he did....

... The water was good, and he closed his eyes, tired. He felt nauseous, light headed, but he was still conscious enough to notice that he was being lifted off the ground and whoever’s chest he was being held onto, it felt nice and warm, and he snuggled to it. He could feel those arms pressing him closer after that, and he smiled faintly to himself. He liked that perfume....

... He was gently laid back on his bed and he opened his eyes. His entire family was in his small bedroom, including Yoongi, who was now kneeling to look at him closely, and there was genuine worry all over his features. Jimin felt a little embarrassed by the way Yoongi looked at him, he didn’t know why, but it was weird, in a good way....

... His mom was back at him with a cup of water....

...“You should drink this, Jiminnie, and then sleep a bit. Your dad is boiling water, he’ll make you some tea,” she whispered in a tone as if he was five years old again, but in the middle of his sick estate, he welcomed the treatment....

... Jimin turned on his side, his back facing the wall, and looked back at Yoongi. The man was resting his elbows and closed fists on the bed and watching him anxiously, as if Jimin was about to fall apart any second....

...“I’m okay, Yoongi…” he said soothingly, as if he wasn’t the one being sick in the first place, and extended his hand to hold onto Yoongi’s hand. He smiled sweetly, and closed his eyes. Yoongi’s parted lips and blushing cheeks were the last thing he saw before falling asleep....

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... Jimin rested for just some minutes until he was being woken up again by an hesitant Yoongi....

...“Ji-Jimin…” he heard Yoongi murmur before he opened his eyes to look at his frowning eyebrows. Yoongi looked guilty for waking Jimin up....

...“There’s warm tea your dad made to you.” he said quietly, and Jimin nodded before slowly sitting up. Yoongi’s arms hovered around his back but he wasn’t feeling weak, and pushed his body up mainly by himself....

... Jimin sat on the edge of the bed and brought his hands up to try rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He pouted to himself, thinking about how sick he had been feeling, and puffed his cheeks slightly as he looked down at his hands placed on his lap. He heard Yoongi’s breathy, almost dreamy voice murmur something he didn’t catch....

...“What did you say?” he asked quietly, and Yoongi sputtered, shocked at something Jimin doesn’t see or understand....

...“N-nothing!!” he exclaimed, and Jimin wanted to laugh. Yoongi used to be so cool and composed, but now he was just jumpy and blushing when Jimin did so much as look at him, sometimes....

...“Okay…” Jimin murmured with an amused half smile on his face, and looked around until he saw the tea mug....

...“Here, drink everything,” Yoongi said and gently put the mug on his hands. Jimin nodded and started drinking. It was chamomile, one of his favorites, and his dad knew it. Jimin smiled through the drink, it was not too hot or cold. It was warm and perfect....

... After he was finished, he easily got up, surprising Yoongi, who tried to help him walk even though he seemed to be just fine on his own....

...“I’m okay now, Yoongi.” Jimin says good naturedly while they walked out of the bedroom and headed to the stairs....

... Yoongi was there to hold his hand while Jimin went down the stairs too, though. Jimin knew it was only for safety, and because Yoongi was worried about him like any other normal person would, but that didn’t stop the chipper feeling in his stomach and the hope to swell a little bit more in his chest. But he didn’t know what he was hoping for, anyways....

... He actually hates the idea of you being pregnant with his baby, Jimin. his mind whispered to him and that was enough to sober him up completely and momentarily kill the butterflies in his stomach. As his feet stepped on the floor, he felt his belly weight a bit more that it should, and he suddenly was extremely self conscious of the fact that they were holding hands in the kitchen, and everyone was looking....

... Jimin pulled his hand back to himself....

... He didn’t look up to see Yoongi’s expression, and instead went to sit at the table....

...“Jiminnie, what are you doing here? You should be resting!” his mom exclaimed from where she was with her husband on the stove, each one holding a frying pan, and Jieun was also sitting at the table, still in her pajamas and looking at her phone intently, ignoring everyone else. Jimin sighed, and instead of answering her, he said,...

...“Wow, I’m so hungry, and that’s smelling really good” Jimin smileed to no one in particular, in an excited tone, trying to subtly convince everyone that he was not sick anymore. But his dad could clearly see past that....

...“Are you sure you’re okay, now? You can go rest a bit more if you want.” he said calmly, and Jimin just shaked his head,...

...“I’m fine! I feel perfectly okay, and your tea was amazing, dad.” he said with an easy smile....

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... It was when they were all seated at the table, eating their breakfast, that things started to get complicated....

... At first, everything was harmless....

...“Oh, and did you know dad is building a crib for your baby but is too shy to admit it?” Jieun said obnoxiously with her mouth still full, and received a slap on the shoulder by her mom....

... Jimin looked up from his plate to see his dad trying to hide his blush, and he smiled thankfully. He would love it!...

...“Yes, please do it! This little baby would love to sleep in a crib made by his grandpa, just how cool is that?!” he exclaimed, and Jieun nodded, thinking the same thing. Yoongi looked at Minhae with admiration in his eyes, and Eunha was oddly silent....

... They talked a bit more about cribs and other wooden furniture that Minhae could possibly make before the baby was born, until he tried to change the topic from himself and asked Yoongi,...

...“So, since you are a singer, do you appear on tv? On Inkigayo , perhaps?” Minhae asked Yoongi, leaning towards him with curiosity dancing on his eyes, “If you have any appearance scheduled, let us know! I would love to watch it!” he said, but Yoongi coughed and answered, unsure of how to explain it, and trying to push back the ugly memories of what his own father has been doing to his music career,...

...“Actually, I don’t really go on TV… It’s like… People know me and my music because of the internet, you know?” he said, thinking of words to make Jimin’s parents understand better what he did for a living, “I’m famous, but it’s like, an youtuber level of famous, you know?” he asks unsure, his voice dying at the end....

... Minhae was frowning at Yoongi confusedly. He knew the website Youtube, but he couldn’t make the connection....

...“What’s an “youtuber”?” he asked, and Yoongi said hurriedly,...

...“But I’m not an youtuber!! Like, I’m famous like one, but that’s definitely not it. It’s... uhm…” he was at a loss of words, and Jieun got tired of watching that exchange and tried to help,...

...“He releases his songs on the internet and people listen to it, you know? But he doesn’t even do much promoting, it’s just that people like-”...

...“Anyways,” Jieun got abruptly interrupted by her mother, and everyone turned to look at her. She looked pissed, and impatient. With the attention to herself, she folded her arms on the table,...

...“Why are you not dating anymore?” she asked, looking directly at Jimin and Yoongi, that were sitting side by side across from her. They looked back at Eunha like deers caught by flashlights. Everyone was silent....

...“W-w-what?!” Jimin sputtered, not expecting his mom to bring that up in the middle of breakfast, and in such a demanding tone....

...“I said,” she repeated, sounding more pissed than ever, “Why are you not dating anymore, and also,” she paused, practically pinning Yoongi down with a hard stare, “Why did you break up in the first place?”...

...“...Uh…” Jimin was at a loss of words. All he could think about was the way Yoongi had yelled at him in that night in the Gangnam penthouse, when he spoke up about their baby for the first time....

... Yoongi, beside him, looked down shamefully. He didn’t know what to say....

...“Eunha…” Jimin’s dad murmured, uneasy with the tension on the breakfast table. Jieun was staring open mouthed at them, and Minhae just looked uncomfortable....

...“Minhae, someone needs to do this, and we already know it’s not going to be you.” she said harshly, and turned back to Yoongi and Jimin....

...“So? Why did you break up?” she demanded, and Jieun turned to them, with her mouth still hanging open, her eyes full of curiosity....

...“We… uhm…” Jimin tried to say, “We… Never broke up,” he started and from the corner of his eye he saw Yoongi turn back to him with wide eyes, and he hurriedly continued explaining,...

...“B-because! Uhm, we never… uh… ” he didn’t know how to say that on his kitchen table, with his little sister and his dad looking right at him. Yoongi hesitantly completed the sentence for him....

...“Because we never dated.” Yoongi winced as if the words pained him, and wasn’t looking anyone in the eye, “We weren’t boyfriends, never.”...

... There was a beat of silence at the table, as Eunha stared at Yoongi unimpressively, as if she already sensed that would be the answer. Jimin gulped and looked up, wanting the ground to swallow him....

... It was dead quiet until Jieun gasped in shock, finally understanding the rather promiscuous undertone of that confession, and as if by cue, Minhae choked on saliva and started coughing furiously. Jimin put his elbows on the table and rested his forehead on his hands, groaning....

...“I knew it.” Eunha deadpanned, the only one at the table with a straight face on, and Jimin whined at her,...

...“If you knew it then why did you ask it out loud!!!” he exclaimed, and she shrugged, but there was a victorious glint on her eye....

... When Minhae finally calmed down and Jimin thought it was over, his mom shot again,...

...“Then why don’t you start dating now, already? Do you think we’re not seeing you making heart eyes at each other?” she said, not missing a beat, “You get together.” she concluded, and Jimin couldn’t take it anymore....

... He stood up abruptly and hurriedly pushed at Yoongi’s shoulders until he was standing too. Jimin took Yoongi’s hand in his, without giving him time to think about it and started pulling him towards the front door of the house....

...“Where are you two going?” they heard Eunha’s voice from the kitchen, and Jimin yelled back,...

...“For a walk!” he said as he put on his boots at the front of the house, Yoongi silently copying his motions. Jimin put on the first coat he found, it was his dad’s and he was swimming in it, and went out of the house, choosing to ignore the fact that he was in the middle of the street still in pajama pants. Yoongi followed him out in a hurry, carrying a scarf and a beanie, and wearing the same hoodie he had slept in....

... They stopped in front of each other on the sidewalk, a few feet away from the house, and Yoongi motioned for the scarf....

...“Wear this.” he simply said and started rolling the light beige scarf around Jimin’s neck. When he was finished, Jimin’s mouth was practically covered up, his nose close to the woolen material. Jimin looked up at Yoongi, he was not wearing his glasses or contacts now, but he was so close that he could see him perfectly, and something inside of him made his heart flutter....

... He watched Yoongi’s face as he looked down at the beanie he was holding, turning it in itself until he thought it wouldn’t be too big on Jimin’s head and Jimin could see Yoongi’s pretty eyelashes, up close. He couldn’t stop looking at them, and bit his lower lip....

... Jimin felt nervous and didn’t know why, while he stood in front of Yoongi in the deserted sidewalk of his old neighborhood. It was so cold outside that he could see Yoongi’s breath coming out in tiny clouds, and he knew his was just the same. Yoongi’s black hair was messed up, but still looked so soft and made his face so attractive, Jimin gulped down and tried to calm himself....

... But when Yoongi looked up from how he had been fumbling with the beanie on his hands, and put it on Jimin’s head gently, Jimin’s breath got caught up in his throat. He couldn’t help but stare wide eyed at the other man, feeling the touch of his fingers on his hair, the weight of his hands on his head burning him, and Jimin was suddenly extremely conscious of their proximity....

... Jimin felt confused as to why his heart was beating so fast, and why he was so affected by the way Yoongi adjusted the beanie on his head, brushing the strands of his fringe to the side like it was all so important. Like he cared....

... Jimin didn’t think he knew what was happening to him until Yoongi considered his job done and let his arms fall back down, and still looking at Jimin’s face, he gingerly put his hands on his hoodie pockets, adjusting his shoulders in front of him, like a teenager would....

... Jimin didn’t think he knew what was happening to him, until Yoongi looked down for a second, and when he turned his head up again, he smiled. Sweetly, with a hint of shyness, a hint of fear, and happiness. He looked so young and vulnerable, his eyes so human. How didn’t Jimin notice before just how pretty Yoongi looked, and not only on the outside?...

... The pregnant man exhaled shakily, staring at Yoongi’s timid smile through the layers of scarf and beanie he had just been wrapped on. His heart fluttered, his legs felt slightly wobbly, and he bit his lip again under the giant scarf....

... He knew what was happening. And he was in trouble....

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... They were walking right beside each other through the sidewalks of the neighborhood. Jimin was quiet next to Yoongi, and he was resisting the strange urge to hold the red haired’s hand while they walked....

... Yoongi had been craving that kind of contact since the time it happened when Jimin was pulling him around the house. He thought about Jimin’s small, cute hands and felt unbearably shy, for some reason. He didn’t know what was happening, or at least that’s what he was trying to convince himself....

...“Where are we going?” he asked out loud, since Jimin was walking along the sidewalk and he was basically just following him....

...“I want to see the ocean.” Jimin answered in a simple voice. It was probably just a whim, but Yoongi figured it could have to do with the fact that Jimin wasn’t very eager to come back home and face his mom again....

... Yoongi had to admit that he wasn’t looking forward to it, either....

... He understood the woman’s point of view, and he wished it was that simple - maybe for an outsider, it was. But for Yoongi, the thought of marrying Jimin just made him blush like a teen and feel extremely embarrassed. He didn’t feel ready for that in the slightest. He was scared, and he had an immense fear of screwing it up for Jimin....

... And then, there was his family. His mom was an angel, but he couldn’t help but think about his father, and his grandfather, and his grandmother… Yoongi could swear they were actual snakes. They would tear Jimin to shreds, and he couldn’t let that happen. The most far Jimin was from them, the better....

... Jimin really deserved someone better than him, Yoongi thought bitterly....

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... They got to another street, that had some small stores too, and a grocery shop, and when Yoongi looked ahead, he saw the sea. It was peaceful, and there wasn’t a beach - just a small harbor....

... They crossed the street and once there, Jimin rested his hands on the railing. The wind was cold, but Yoongi was okay knowing that Jimin was comfortably warm in that coat, and scarf, and boots....

... Yoongi, on the other side, was wearing just a t-shirt and a zip-up hoodie. He covered his head with it and quickly buried his hands on his pockets, looking ahead. There were some small boats and ships on the water in front of them, but not much people around. Yoongi tried to imagine Jimin as a teenager in these streets, and he could, but not much. The place looked so gray in that moment…...

... As if reading Yoongi’s thoughts, Jimin spoke up....

...“Because winter is coming, this place is deserted, but,” he began, in an even voice, also looking ahead with calmness on his eyes, “when it’s summer, there are so many people in here, this wharf is full of people walking their dogs, or riding bikes, and there used to be a book club that held meetings in there,” he pointed to a big wooden place on his left, “but I’m not sure if it still exists.”...

...“Oh…” Yoongi nodded. He understood, since it was so cold, there would be no one in there anyways....

...“I hope I can come back here when it’s summer, it’ll be so much better…” Jimin said with a faint smile on his face, and Yoongi could just look at him for hours....

... Jimin’s profile was so beautiful....

... To Yoongi, the fact that Jimin was carrying a baby that he himself also created was still so surreal. Yoongi found it hard to believe, even though he knew it was true - Jimin could have anyone, but he had chosen to sleep with him. And now here they were....

... Yoongi would have never predicted that. Sure, he knew Jimin was a carrier, but he thought Jimin was on birth control. Not that he was on pills like those that could be so easily forgotten....

... Yoongi knew it wasn’t his fault that Jimin got pregnant, it wasn’t no one’s fault. He knew none of those methods were foul proof, and those things could happen any time; but still. He felt at guilt for it. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that he made it, that it was his fault that Jimin was somehow stuck with him for the next twenty years at least....

... He still remembered the first time he saw Jimin....

... It was a complex connection, but somehow it still happened: Yoongi was best friends with Namjoon since he was a teen, and Namjoon was in a three-year relationship with Seokjin, but they had an open relationship. That meaning that threesomes were a normal occurrence in the couple’s life, and even one of the two sleeping around on their own....

... Enter Kim Taehyung, that hooked up with Namjoon once, and then with Seokjin, and then the three found themselves in the same bed. But instead of developing into something more, Taehyung stayed as a strictly platonic friend of theirs....

... They became such good friends, Namjoon, Seokjin and Taehyung, that soon enough they were inviting their respective friends to hang out together. And Jimin was Taehyung’s best friend....

... He could still vividly remember the time Jimin arrived at the bar they were in. Jimin had a deep red hair at the time, and was wearing nothing special, just a shirt and jeans, but somehow, to Yoongi, he was a sex god....

... Yoongi couldn’t take his eyes off him the entire night. But, the thing is, Jimin chose Yoongi, probably obliviously, while Jin was making everything in his power to woo the shorter man and get into his pants. And Namjoon wasn’t so far behind....

... Yoongi didn’t know why he caught Jimin’s attention when he had the offer of a threesome with an amazingly experienced couple right by his side, that night at the bar. Namjoon was clearly interested, and even after Jimin had hooked up with Yoongi for the first time, he would still hover around Jimin, being so extremely friendly to the young man....

... He couldn’t help but think on how the couple, even after giving up on seducing Jimin into their bed, still kept treating him so wonderfully, and became such good friends to Jimin. Yoongi remembered that time they invaded his apartment to ask what was wrong with him when they didn’t know why Yoongi wasn’t supporting the pregnant man properly....

... Yoongi thought about the possible outcomes of developing a serious relationship with Jimin, and he knew he would be selfish if he did that. Jimin was in a vulnerable situation, emotionally. Maybe he would accept him just because he was the father of that kid....

... And Yoongi couldn’t bear the thought of ever hurting Jimin more than he already did....

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