Chapter 14....

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... Sunday had passed without much happening....

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... Yoongi spent the entire day immersed on all the work he postponed in order to have that trip to Busan with Jimin. He barely got out of his home office and by the end of the day, his eyes were hurting a little bit from all those hours spent in front of the computer screen....

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... He couldn’t afford to be distracted that day, he knew, so he did his best to focus on work solely....

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... But still, if he caught himself procrastinating on Jimin’s instagram feed in between emails and company contracts, well, no one needed to know....

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... It was a lazy sunday afternoon, and Jimin was at home. The house heater was really not working okay and, because of that, he was forced to be in two layers of coats in his own home....

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... He distractedly thought that his baby would probably come by the last month of winter, hopefully in the beginning of spring. It would be cold, still, but he thought it cute, to be born in spring…...

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... He was waiting for the episode of the drama he was watching on his laptop to load while he messed with his phone. His living room didn’t have a tv yet, and he hadn’t even ordered one.He knew he should sort these things before his baby was born, but he always seemed to forget....

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... Jimin was rolling down his instagram feed when something caught his eye and he immediately stopped his thumb. It was a low quality picture of him and Yoongi seating at a roadside restaurant, Jimin lazily drinking his juice from a straw while Yoongi had his feet on his lap from the other side of the table, giving him a massage. Jimin felt the waves of embarrassment and self consciousness wash over him as he read the caption above it: “date someone that treats you the same way Agust D treats his boyfriend”....

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... He knew he shouldn’t look at those meme-like things about him, but he couldn’t stop his eyes before he read the comment beneath it, from the account that obviously had just re-uploaded that pic: “i swear these two are so cute my heart hurts ❤️” and the comments from other people “relationship goals ofc!!!” and “i’m so happy for agust d, it’s so weird to see him acting all lovey and starting a family i can’t-”...

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... Jimin quickly locked his phone and threw it to the other side of the sofa. He closed his eyes and tried to conceal his embarrassment....

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... He had to admit that he still didn’t quite understand why Yoongi had so many fans when he would just release his songs, and barely add pictures of himself on the internet. And he really didn’t seem to be so invested in his solo career at all, there wasn’t any promotion for any of his songs besides the ones he featured with rap monster....

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... And since the beginning, Jimin could only see Yoongi as that young businessman, that hesitant heir to Min holdings that lowkey hated his job. Because that was the only side of Yoongi he got to know. He had never needed to see the other as a real musician, but apparently, that was just what he was. A rapper, with fans and songs playing on the radio....

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... Jimin felt kind of weird for having been dragged into Yoongi’s fanbase, even though he himself was a relatively known public figure. But he thought it couldn’t be helped, since he was going to be a co-parent with him. There wasn’t much he could do about that popularity....

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... What really got to Jimin, though, was just how wrong these fans were. If they thought they were a cute couple, they couldn’t be more mistaken....

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... Jimin remembered, in his slightly cold house, alone and pregnant, just what happened that first night he told Yoongi he was pregnant. And then the silence that came after it from Yoongi’s part. And him trying to approach Jimin again, out of nowhere....

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... And that kiss. What the f*ck was Jimin supposed to think of that?!...

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... In a way, he thought he knew why it happened. Jimin knew he was attractive, and his face was pretty, so Yoongi probably acted on impulse and Jimin followed, in the heat of the moment… Yeah, definitely that. Because there was no way Yoongi could feel anything deeper towards Jimin, right? There weren’t any deeper feelings behind that kiss, right?...

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... Jimin bit his lip and looked ahead, furrowing his brows. He felt like an idiot for being so upset about a kiss he even participated in. He should be happy, right? He got to kiss a hot guy, that kind of thing used to make him happy before....

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... What changed, if, before all this mess started, kisses meant absolutely nothing more than pleasure to him?...

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... Why was Jimin feeling like this? Sad and oddly used , when he remembered that kiss?...

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... Jimin closed his eyes and sighed. He was uneasy with the way his heart clenched at those thoughts....

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... He leaned over and got his phone back. He looked again at that picture of Yoongi holding his feet and suddenly scowled. He was getting slightly angry at all of this. Why was Yoongi acting like he couldn’t care less about him one moment, and the other treat him like a porcelain doll? Why was Jimin feeling like he was receiving mixed signals from Yoongi all the time?...

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... Why was Jimin getting the impression Yoongi liked him more than platonically, when in reality he clearly didn’t ?...

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... Jimin pursed his lips and his face set into a determined frown while he stared at that picture. He wasn’t an idiot, no matter how much his mom seemed to think he was. He wasn’t going to let Yoongi play with his heart like that, not even in the oblivious way Yoongi had, before....

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... Jimin needed to stop this hurt, and protect his heart from these disillusions. He knew what he needed to do. He needed to put his relationship with Yoongi strictly to platonic co-parenting. No more kisses, no more looks. He needed to protect his heart from the hopeful feeling he had been nurturing towards the rapper - it would clearly get him nowhere good....

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... He would try to end his crush on Yoongi, one way or another....

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... The next day, Jimin is officially 22 weeks into the pregnancy....

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... It’s a monday, and Jimin is doing nothing besides staying at home and watching dramas on his laptop. He absently remembers he needs to order a new tv already, but then remembers he would have to install cable as well and he feels lazy enough with the thought of dealing with that to postpone it. A tv can wait....

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... The central heater, though… It’s getting more serious. He doesn’t even has a fireplace. He really needs to have that one fixed…...

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... It’s a monday afternoon, and Yoongi, mildly exhausted, has finally found a break in his job at the office to stop by Jimin’s home. He is actually happy he made it, because the thought of finally, finally seeing Jimin and checking up on him is really refreshing....

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... Yoongi gets out of his car and adjusts his tie, loosening it by a tiny fraction, and stops in front of Jimin’s front door. He has a faint idiot smile on his lips as he raises his hand to push the doorbell button....

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... But he never gets to it as the door suddenly opens and he stares at the broad chest of a tall man wearing a pastel pink sweater instead of the door. His hand is still paused inches away from the doorbell when he slowly looks up to Seokjin’s face....

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... The beautiful man’s features are crunched in an annoyed scowl, as if Yoongi is just an inconvenient bug on the asphalt. They stare wordlessly at one another until Jimin’s slightly high-pitched voice comes in....

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...“Jin hyung? What’s it?-” and he gets on the tip of his toes to look from behind Jin’s shoulders....

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... Yoongi lowers his hand and awkwardly clears his throat....

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...“Uhm, hi Jimin ssi. Seokjin ssi.” he nods on the direction of the baker and Jin just quirks an eyebrow up, staying silent and unmoving like he is the door himself....

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...“Yoong- Yoongi ssi.” Jimin stutters a bit and starts trying to get past Jin’s body barrier....

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... Jin finally seems to notice it and turns back to Jimin....

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...“Do you want me to stay a bit more?” he asks, completely ignoring Yoongi’s existence, it seems....

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...“No, hyung, you need to head back to the bakery, right?” Jimin smiles, “Just go, I won’t hold you here any longer.” he starts playfully pushing his shoulders and Jin sighs and lets him, giving Yoongi one last hard stare before he quickly hugs Jimin and goes back to his car....

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... Jimin turns to Yoongi on the front porch of his house and offers a weak smile, before something clicks and he suddenly remembers he should be acting differently. He fixes his face into a cool, indifferent expression and nods seriously to Yoongi....

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... Jimin walks past him and leans his shoulder on the opened door, looking at Yoongi....

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... He is quickly realizing that acting cold towards Yoongi might be harder than he imagined, principally if Yoongi is going to be smiling this cute, while, at the same time, being incredibly hot in a black, expensive-looking suit....

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... Jimin crosses his arms over his baby belly and tries to appear nonchalant....

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...“What are you doing here, Yoongi ssi?” Jimin asks trying to make a face of indifference, and it apparently works, because Yoongi’s silly smile drops a little bit after a moment of silence....

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... Jimin ignores the pain in his heart and steels himself to continue the act. He needs to make Yoongi understand that he is not interested in fooling around anymore, not even just kisses. He doesn’t know if his heart will take the nothingness that’ll come after it....

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...“I had some time off work so I thought of coming to visit you.” Yoongi says evenly and rests his hands in his pants’ pockets, looking at Jimin as if just standing there in front of the pregnant man makes him more relaxed....

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... Jimin frowns and keeps his arms crossed in front of him, looking at Yoongi with (what he expects to be) a blank face. He opens his mouth to dryly tell him to go back to work, but for some reason he can’t get the words out. He tries to send Yoongi off, but something stops him. Maybe it’s his eyes, or the way his pretty lips are curved into an easy smile, hopeful and eager. Jimin can’t bring himself to take that smile off his face. He is too weak for that....

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... In the end, he just closes his mouth and puts his arms down, sighing through his nose. He motions for Yoongi to follow him, and enters the house....

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... They get to the kitchen and Jimin wordlessly sits to the counter and starts taking the lid out of his salad bowl. Jin had just left some delicious-smelling food and he would be damned if he didn’t immediately taste it....

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... Besides, it was a good opportunity to act nonchalant in front of Yoongi....

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... Jimin looked up when he noticed that the other was too silent, and was trying to keep a slightly-annoyed-plus-indifferent face, but that quickly fell off when he saw Yoongi. He was standing in his kitchen, leaning on the counter with his arms folded and looking down at him with a dumb, relaxed smile on his face. As if he were a puppy or a very cute little thing (in which he wasn’t. )...

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... Jimin did his best to ignore the butterflies in his stomach and the weird warmth spreading in his chest before exclaiming obnoxiously....

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...“W-what are you looking at?!” he said in what he hoped was a convincing, manly scowl....

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... Yoongi just looked down to the floor and his smile grew wider....

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...“Nothing.” he said in a tone of voice and face that could only be described, in Jimin’s mind, as idiot ....

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...“Hmpf yeah whatever.” he muttered and sank his fork on a piece of tomato furiously before shoving it in his mouth, and then kept adding more and more food until his cheeks were puffed and he had trouble swallowing it all....

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... He heard Yoongi giggle and that only seemed to fuel his wrath even more. He glared murderously at the other man, seeing his annoying smile and his annoying black suit and that annoying spark of fondness in his eyes--...

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... Jimin swallowed and then started coughing. He had a hand trying to cover his mouth while he watched Yoongi annoyingly hurry around his kitchen to fill in a glass of water and place it in front of him. Jimin took it, still coughing a little bit and drank it refusing to meet Yoongi’s eyes....

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...“Are you okay?” Yoongi was hovering him as if he wanted to say more, do more, and that made Jimin even more worked up over the fact that Yoongi was annoying ....

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...“I’m okay.” he said quickly and then added with a scowl as an afterthought. “You’re annoying, you know that?”...

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...“W-what?” Yoongi sputtered, not expecting that one at all, and Jimin wanted to laugh sarcastically, but he saved that for later because he still had things to say. He was feeling quite brave today, maybe it was his hormones. Yes, he would definitely blame it on the hormones, if it all went to sh*t....

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...“I said you’re annoying, Yoongi ssi. You need to stop doing that, do I look like a pushover?” he exclaimed putting both hands on the table, and didn’t wait for a response “I’m not, just so you know! So stop playing me like that, you can’t play with my hea-”...

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... Yoongi’s phone started ringing and Jimin’s speech was immediately interrupted....

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... As he watched Yoongi hurriedly look for his phone in his suit pockets, Jimin’s jaw went slack. It was suddenly dawning upon him what he was about to say, and god , thanks to the high heavens for that phonecall interruption....

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... He shut his lips and watched Yoongi answer the call, still in the same place in the kitchen....

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...“Min Yoongi.” he said and then the person in the other end of the line spent some time speaking. Yoongi nodded a few times even though the person wouldn’t be able to see, and Jimin smiled to himself, taking a sip of his water....

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...“Yes.” Yoongi said, and then, “No, Yoonbae ssi, tell them to wait. I’ll be there in half an hour.” he said looking at his wrist watch. “No, actually 25 minutes. Make them stay, I’m counting on you.” he didn’t wait for an answer as he ended the call....

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... He looked back at Jimin sheepishly, as if he was about to apologize, and that was the last thing Jimin needed him to do right now....

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...“No, don’t even start.” Jimin raised a hand to stop him “Just go.” he shrugged exaggeratedly and made a point of focusing on his food again. He didn’t look up anymore but he heard Yoongi say...

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...“Okay, I’ll… I’ll see myself out.” and there were the sound of his footsteps, and the front door opening and closing....

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... As soon as he heard the sound of Yoongi’s car driving out of his street, his shoulders dropped and he groaned loudly. Jimin put his elbows on the table as his hands pulled at his hair, cursing himself internally....

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...“Is it the hormones?! Why am I like this?!! Why is it so complicated?!” he exclaimed to his empty house, to no response. He sighed and looked down at his 22-weeks baby bump....

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...“Is it you, uh?! Are you the one annoyed at your dad? Uhm?...” his tone kept getting softer and softer until he was just slowly caressing his belly through his clothes. “He’s so annoying, right? If you’re a boy he’ll be annoying, if you’re a girl he’ll be annoying too… Uhg, what am I saying.” he pushed his bowl of food away from him and dropped his arms and head on the table, sighing once more....

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