Chapter 13.....

...Yoongi and Jimin were looking at the sea when a cold wind came right at their faces, and Yoongi groaned, shutting his eyes quickly and bringing his sleeves to his face. He’d be so lucky if he didn’t catch a cold…...

...Jimin, that wasn’t so affected by it since his face was concealed with that beanie and a giant scarf, looked at Yoongi, worried. The young man had the hoodie covering his head but it still seemed to be too thin for that wheater....

...“We should go back, it’s cold.” Jimin suggested, and Yoongi just nodded and turned to cross the street, his shoulders hunched and his hands deep in his pockets, when Jimin had an idea....

...“Wait!” he put a hand on Yoongi’s shoulder to get his attention, and he turned to look at Jimin’s face....

...Jimin bit his lip, hesitating, but when he saw Yoongi’s lips trembling slightly he quickly made his mind. With a serious expression on his face, he started undoing the scarf from his neck....

...“W-what are you doing?!” Yoongi exclaimed through the cold he was feeling, but not moving much, and Jimin paid him no mind....

...The scarf was long and very full of wool, so he managed to keep a good part of it still around his neck while he started putting the other on Yoongi’s neck. He stared in shock at Jimin, but Jimin just smiled sweetly, standing close to Yoongi, their shoulders touching. He gingerly put his left hand in the same hoodie pocket Yoongi’s hand was, and interlaced their fingers....

...Yoongi gulped and felt his cheeks redden as he looked down at Jimin’s cute face, still mostly covered by the scarf. He knew he was smiling mainly because of his closing eyes....

...Yoongi looked ahead, flustered, and tightened his grip on Jimin’s hand. He tried to ignore his fast beating heart as they started crossing the street to go back to Jimin’s old home....

...----------------...

...Some hours later, they were, again, in the car. Jimin and Yoongi had just said goodbye to the Parks, and Yoongi was putting the engine back to life while Jimin waved at his own parents....

...They had stayed a bit less than one day in the Busan house, even though Jimin wished he could spend the entire weekend there. They were going because of Yoongi’s work at BigHit’s office, that was all built up because, truthfully, he couldn’t really afford that trip on a friday, he didn’t have the time....

...Even though Yoongi hated that job, he knew he was stuck with it now, and that a lot of people depended that he worked his responsibilities with a minimum of decency. Other people’s jobs depended on his. It wasn’t their fault that his family sucked so much....

...They were on their way to the interstate road, and Jimin was already too quiet. Yoongi knew that since Jimin didn’t sleep well that night, because of his mom’s scene with Yoongi, he would be tired now....

...Yoongi saw from the corner of his eye that Jimin was gradually curling in himself to sleep,and he smiled, his hands loosing slightly on the steering wheel, and looked ahead....

...----------...

...Their ride back to Seoul was a lot calmer and easier for them both, with Jimin sleeping or quietly looking out the window and Yoongi just driving, stopping only for gas and once for them to have dinner....

...They were basically already there when Yoongi parked at the same diner they had eaten the morning of the day before....

...Jimin had a lazy smile on his face after he sat on their table, and Yoongi quietly admired him across the table. Jimin was practically glowing, and Yoongi felt so frustrated, now. He knew it would be better for everyone if he didn’t act on his desires, that Jimin would be much better without him and all the problems he carried, but still. Jimin was right there....

...Yoongi knew Jimin wanted a romance. It was just that he had never done that before. Yoongi didn’t know romance....

...Yoongi didn’t know romance, but the feel of opening Jimin’s bottle for him and filling his glass, only to be awarded with a pleased and shy smile later, probably had something to do with it. The warmth in his heart, the eagerness and timidness that overtook his insides when he locked eyes with Jimin or when their fingers brushed slightly on the table, was becoming difficult to ignore....

...Jimin was wearing those thick framed glasses again, and he had a beanie on, pulling his fringe out from his forehead. He looked ethereal amongst the people around them both, and Yoongi couldn’t stop looking at him....

...“Is there… uhm, is there something on my face?” Jimin murmured, his brows furrowing slightly and Yoongi tried to be nonchalant about his previous staring....

...“No.” he shrugged, and focused on his dinner. Jimin did the same, and they ate in comfortable silence....

...When their plates were mostly finished, Yoongi couldn’t help but think about what he would do after that. He would need to drop Jimin home, but suddenly, the thought of Jimin, pregnant and alone in that big, deserted house, seemed absurd . How had he managed to be okay with that before?...

...Yoongi got up from his seat to help Jimin stand, even when the shorter man tried to brush it off, arguing that he didn’t need that help. Yoongi let his arm rest lightly on his shoulders while they walked out, and thankfully no one recognized any of them or approached them....

...He couldn’t ignore how his heart was heavy at the prospect of leaving Jimin alone....

...--------------...

...It was the middle of the night, and Yoongi knew he should be sleeping. Even though the next morning would be sunday, he had a lot of work to do and make ready for monday....

...Still, he was laying in bed at 3 am, staring at the ceiling, sheets forgotten around him. The dark room, even though so nicely decorated, seemed to be colder than he remembered. And there was the same anxiety creeping at his heart from the moment he left Jimin in there....

...His mind couldn’t stop replaying that scene. Jimin looked calm and at ease, his small hands resting on his 21-weeks baby bump while he watched Yoongi take his bag, that really didn’t weigh that much at all, to the room upstairs....

...Another thing that settled Yoongi on edge was that set of stairs in the middle of Jimin’s home....

...Yoongi bit his lip in the dark bedroom. Jimin so shouldn’t be alone, and in a two-story house to top it all. What if something happened, what if he fell down, what if there was an emergency?-...

...He breathed hard from his nose and turned on the bed to face his bedside table. He eyed his phone and took it with his right hand, immediately unlocking it to open instagram....

...He had an account with some millions of followers, but he didn’t post much - just some candids of things he saw, and almost no selcas. He knew some of that popularity came from the fact that he was close friends with “Rap Monster”....

...Yoongi immediately opened Jimin’s profile and started scrolling through his various different selcas. Looking at Jimin’s gorgeous smiling face up close to him, his phone almost touching his nose and the light hurting his eyes slightly, gave him mixed feelings. On one side, seeing Jimin lessened his anxiety a little bit, but on the other side, the crave to be with him became even more unbearable....

...The first pictures, most recent ones, almost always featured Jimin’s baby belly, and Yoongi sighed without even noticing. Jimin was so beautiful....

...The most recent was a picture of the colorful cupcake Jimin had ordered when he was with Yoongi. Only the plate of food was appearing in the picture, and Jimin had put a lot of stickers around the picture as well. The second was a selca of Jimin without any make up, those prescription glasses and a hoodie covering his hair, and the third- oh....

...Yoongi remembered so well the moment they found that old red ad poster of Jimin, just outside that roadside convenience store. They had been so at ease around each other, and when Yoongi snapped that photo, he could still remember vividly their kiss....

...Yoongi still couldn’t believe himself. He had kissed Jimin out of nowhere, what was he thinking, that he was living in a drama?!...

...But he couldn’t ignore the fact that Jimin had let Yoongi kiss him. The man could have easily pushed Yoongi away, but he didn’t. Maybe he liked it....

...Yoongi stared at Jimin’s dorky face in that picture, holding that bag of chips. The comparison of the Jimin in the poster and the Jimin outside was shocking - he had changed so much. Before, he was lean, muscled, breathtakingly gorgeous and just hot , but now he was simply beautiful. Fluffy, soft, cute, and beautiful....

...Yoongi kept staring until he noticed it. His reflex on the glass wall was perfectly visible, now that he found it. He felt his cheeks heat up with embarrassment as he took in his image: standing in front of Jimin with plastic bags hanging from his elbows as he held Jimin’s phone with both hands, and a big, dorky smile all over his face while he looked at the phone’s screen to take the picture....

...Yoongi groaned to himself, feeling slightly self conscious. So much for maintaining a cool rapper image…...

...He knew it wasn’t at all a big deal, like, Jimin was pregnant with his baby for god’s sake, but still, he knew a lot of people have probably commented it. Yoongi made a point of not looking at the comments for that picture....

...He stopped at a picture of Jimin inside a baby clothes's store holding two onesies, one on each hand, looking dramatically confused. Yoongi figured it was probably Taehyung that took that picture for him, but he couldn’t stop looking at the small clothes on Jimin’s hands. He felt that restlessness coming back at his heart, and Yoongi thought about Jimin, alone in that house....

...Is he sleeping?... I hope he is. Yoongi thought to himself, the image of the pregnant man in that big bedroom by himself invading his mind. He felt guilty, for some reason....

...When he came to realise, he was already with a chat opened, ready to send Jimin a message. But what if he was sleeping? Would he wake up Jimin if he sent something?...

...What if Jimin was awake, and needed someone to talk?...

...Yoongi felt ridiculous for thinking that, but despite it all, he ended up texting Jimin anyways....

...Yoongi (3:50 am)...

...hi...

...He decided to just let it at that, and waited staring at the white screen of his phone. Jimin wasn’t even online....

...Yoongi couldn’t sleep, so he got up and started walking out of his bedroom. If he wasn’t going to sleep, at least he could use the time to get some work done already. He knew he would definitely spend his entire sunday locked up in his office, with piles of paper work up to his neck and cursing all the generations of his ancestors that led him to be stuck with such assholes for a family-...

...Yoongi stopped in his tracks at the front of his study room, and turned on the lights. He sighed tiredly, because inside of his head there were flashbacks of him and Jimin doing it all and more on the table, on the sofa, against the walls and even the carpeted floor....

...Coming back to his old apartment had been a mistake. It was Jimin all over....

...He ignored the filthy scenes replaying in his mind and sat in front of his computer. Yoongi opened his email and ran a hand through his head. It was going to be a long night....

...----------...

...Not even five minutes had passed and Yoongi was almost giving up. He wasn’t focusing, too many memories in his foggy head....

...Yoongi looked mindlessly to the side, where his phone laid on the desk, and nearly sputtered on his own saliva....

...Jimin (4:02 am):...

...hi...

...He couldn’t believe his eyes, and a lot of thoughts ran through his head. What?!...

...Yoongi (4:05 am):...

...why are you awake?...

...are you ok?...

...are you hurt?...

...do i need to come over...

...Yoongi kept staring at his phone’s screen vividly, and by the seconds that passed without any response from Jimin, he was getting more and more nervous. His work was completely forgotten....

...Jimin (4:05 am):...

...yes?...

...no...

...Yoongi (4:05 am):...

...are you hurt?!...

...Jimin (4:06 am):...

...i’m ok...

...just awake...

...it’s not like i have much to do tomorrow anyways...

...Yoongi let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding....

...And even though he knew he could really use that time to either sleep or get work done for tomorrow, the prospect of chatting with Jimin seemed to be much more appealing....

...Yoongi (4:06 am):...

...i have so much to do tomorrow...

...Jimin (4:06 am):...

...but it’s sunday??...

...Yoongi (4:07 am):...

...i know...

...did you eat before going to bed?...

...Jimin (4:07):...

...yes mom...

...i’m eating now, actually...

...Jin hyung sent me an entire red velvet cake...

...it feels like real heaven...

...Yoongi (4:07):...

...isn’t it bad for you to eat too much??...

...you can’t eat a whole cake by yourself jimin!!!!...

...Jimin (4:07):...

...i know you’re jealous he didn’t give it to you instead...

...Yoongi (4:07):...

...that’s really not the point???...

...how the **** does jin gives an entire cake to a pregnant person...

...that’s not healthy...

...Jimin (4:08 am):...

...but i like it ;)...

...it makes me happy...

...and he trusts me not to eat it too fast...

...like he makes me send him pics of the cake...

...Yoongi stopped to stare at those last lines, feeling kind of cold, suddenly. Of course Seokjin would stay by Jimin’s side, he thought bitterly, and with an uneasiness setting in him. He knew he had just been thinking about how Jin would make such a better option for Jimin, but still, the thought of them together with Namjoon made his heart sink deep, and his mouth go numb....

...He wasn’t sure if he would be able to go on with such a scene. It felt incredibly wrong, and there was a faint will to shed actual tears over the thought....

...Yoongi suppressed it....

...Yoongi (4:10):...

...ok...

...go back to sleep...

...aren’t you sleepy?...

...Jimin (4:10):...

...I am!!...

...but the little one is not...

...Yoongi’s mind was suddenly overtook with the image of him and Jimin laying together, and thinking about how he would sing lullabies for Jimin in his raspy voice, and stroke his hair, and cuddle-...

...Yoongi groaned and dropped his head on his hands....

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***