Our Tiny(?) Family {Yoonmin}

다시. . . 침입자!

Again. . . Intruder!

It’s been 4 days since Jimin arrived. The first night, Taehyung’s birthday, the other 3 kids who slept in the separate room slept with Jimin and Yoongi. They didn't want their daddy to leave. They didn’t have much space but they tried making as much space as possible for the other 3 kids plus the 15 year old. Then the next night they went back to their room and Taehyung and Jungkook stayed with them for 2 days until today. Today they will be sleeping in the middle room, in between the teen parents’ room and the 3 kids’.

“Good night, babies.” says Jimin, tucking Jungkook into his crib then pecking him then tucking Taehyung in and also pecking him.

“Night night, daddy.” both the babies say as they drift off into sleep.

Jimin had already tucked in Seokjin, Hoseok and Namjoon so he went to Yoongi’s room and got a bit. . . Nervous? Is nervous the right word for sleeping with your boyfriend for the first time? He has slept with him before with their sons. But. . . by themselves? Yoongi was already in the room, not sleeping yet. Jimin knocks on the door.

“Don’t knock, just enter.” says Yoongi inside the room.

Jimin kinda turns pink for some reason then enters. He sees Yoongi sitting down on the edge of the bed with his black sweats and black long sleeve.

“You know, this is your room too, Chim.” Yoongi chuckles.

“I know, I know.” says Jimin, as he sits down next to him, on the edge.

“Jimin. . . If you are uncomfortable I could go sleep on the couch.”

Jimin looks at him. “What? No. I am not uncomfortable with you. You are my boyfriend.” he says, as he pecks his cheek.

Yoongi smiles softly as he pecks him back and ruffles his hair as he stands up. “Ok, go to bed, Chimmmy.”

Jimin smiles and gets comfortable on the bed and covers himself with the blanket, the blanket just under his nose. He watches as Yoongi takes off his shirt and sees his pale body. He giggles a bit and Yoongi immediately looks at him and then looks down shyly and throws his long sleeve into the clothes bin. He gets on the bed next to him.

Jimin looks at Yoongi who covered his body with the blanket. He notices his right hand. “Suga?”

Yoongi notices he saw his hand and immediately hides it under the blanket. “Yes, Chim?”

“Why is your right hand wrapped up?” asks Jimin, worriedly, as he takes his hand out from under the blanket and looks at it. “What happened?”

“I was. . . I cut myself with a knife. I went to the hospital to get it cleaned up and stitched.” says Yoongi, half of what he said he lied.

“Ouch. . . Was it really deep?” asks Jimin, worried.

“Ya it was. It was an accident. I am good now.” says Yoongi.

Jimin is still holding his hand, not tightly. Then he kisses his wrapped up hand and smiles.

“It feels better now. Thank you.” says Yoongi, admiring how handsome his boyfriend is under the moonlight even if he could barely see him.

Jimin smiles widely. “You're welcome~”

Yoongo softly smiles.

“Hey. . . Why did you hide it under that long sleeve? And why didn’t you tell me?” asks Jimin.

“I just didn’t want to make you worried,” says Yoongi, “It has been some time now. . . I don’t remember when it happened, but you don’t have to worry, ok?”