Babysitter ♡ Yoonmin ♡

22.

Yoongi felt a heaviness on his chest when he woke up. He had no idea what it was, but when he tried to roll over, and this unidentified force halted his movements he opened his eyes to meet Jimin's own about 3 inches away from his face.

"Woah, you scared me," He mumbled through a barely open mouth, shutting his eyes again, too sleepy to give any bigger reaction.

"No no no! You can't go back to sleep now! I've been trying to wake you up for aaaaages." Jimin complained above him, voice whiny and high as he shook Yoongi softly. Yoongi reopened his eyes at this, sitting up slightly, causing the other to slide down his chest and land in the his lap with a giggle and Yoongi realised by the way he giggled adorably and how his words were unpronounced that he was in little space. 

Jimin hadn't actually been in the space for a couple of days; finding comfort and distraction in his new relationship instead; but when Yoongi had left for babysitting last night he had let his headspace wander. He had ended up regressing after trying to study, and went to sleep that way, waking up still in it. Yoongi had no idea however, coming home and joining the other in bed well past the other one falling asleep.

He finally opened his eyes fully, "Good morning," He said as loud as his still sleepy voice allowed.

Jimin only sighed and flopped against the other ones chest, "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."

"Only since 6 last night," Yoongi reassured him but that only made Jimin groan against his chest.

The little one brought a hand up to his mouth as he mumbled quietly through a pouted lip, "I missed you...had to put myself to bed and everything...had to colour all by myself...you were gone for longer than I thought..."

Yoongi couldn't help to smile at how cute he was being, even when sad, and that's why he was glad Jimin couldn't see or he knew he would get shouted at for being 'mean' and laughing at him. He rubbed Jimin's back, at the same time pulling him closer, "Well, do you want to show me what you coloured, I would love to see?"

The mop of blonde hair moved below him as Jimin nodded and rolled off of him, giving a tiny smile and letting out a little hum of joy, he was slow and soft with his movements, having probably woken up recently as well, but he grabbed Yoongi's hand so tightly Yoongi didn't second guess that he had missed him. He didn't really think about leaving being a big deal, but he kinda loved how Jimin was so attached to him; not knowing if that was a good or bad thing to love. He loved caring for him, and feeling responsible. People with depression are told to get a puppy looking after it will make them feel like they have a purpose. Maybe Jimin was his puppy?

Yoongi sat down on the couch, Jimin plonking himself down between his legs on the floor. He picked up a little notebook and began flicking through it until he found the pages he was happy with, he turned around and showed Yoongi; a smile on his face as he presented the page. Yoongi leaned in to look at it; it wasn't colouring, it was a drawing; and a pretty good drawing at that. It was of a bunch of plants; flowers, leaves all twisted together. It was very childlike in it's style; the pen lines being messy; flowing in places and jagged in other's and the colouring with pencils seemed to follow this too. But unlike a child's drawing it wasn't painful to look at at all; the innocence of it reminded him of all those cute aesthetic tumblr art blogs. "This is really amazing, Jiminnie."

Jimin head twitched up to look at Yoongi with big eyes full of seriousness suddenly, "Really?"

"Yeah," Yoongi turned the page to see a drawing of three people; all in an impossibly cute lowkey chibi art style. As he took a look at the details he realised that the two taller character's were actually Namjoon and Jin; and the smaller one in the middle was Jimin. He turned the page around, "Is this supposed to be you and Joon and Jinnie?"

"Yeah!" Jimin said, clambering upwards to point towards it, "That's us all getting ice cream the night before they left; that's what I wore! And that's what they wore! I remember!"

Jimin definitely had remembered that night; and Yoongi was reminded with what Jimin was sad about a few night ago. "Do you still miss them?" 

Jimin nodded and shrugged, slowly sinking back down onto the floor, and Yoongi continued, he spoke slowly, almost unsure himself, all while running a hand through Jimin's hair, fiddling with the ruffles from sleep, "A few nights ago, I offered to be like them while they were gone but we never really agreed. Now that we have the whole list and everything do you want me to fully be like a caregiver while they are away?"

"Fully?" Jimin repeated, tilting his head to the side.

Yoongi continued to occupy himself with Jimin's hair, "Yeah...you know like properly look after you, I don't really know what that entirely means but basically whatever they did and whatever helps you."

He looked over from Jimin's hair to his face, relieved to see a excited smile from the other.

"Yes yes yes," Jimin rushed, shaking Yoongi's knee pleadingly, "That would be the most amazing thing ever."

"So you want to do everything they did?", he got off the ground and re-sat on the couch; still in between Yoongi's legs. 

"Everything and more," He said back.

"So..." Jimin bit at his lip and looked around, trying to find the right way to say this, finally he faced back to Yoongi, leaning in slightly with those big eyes full of honey and asked, "Can I call you daddy?"

"If I can call you my boyfriend," A smirk flickered across Yoongi's face, leaving Jimin the one in shock.

Jimin eagerly nodded, "Can I call you mine too?"

Yoongi chuckled, "Yes, of course."

Jimin breathed out, his shoulders relaxing, "But if I call you daddy, you have to call me something too."

Yoongi narrowed his eyes, "Like what?"

"Well Joonie and Jinnie called me Min, and Minnie sometimes. Just my name...it sounds to harsh," Jimin complained, "I don't like it."

"You're name is literally the cutest thing but whatever," Yoongi said. He wondered what he would want to call Jimin; he stared at him, trying to think of a name, and Jimin caught on as he started doing little poses to help Yoongi with inspiration. Yoongi laughed, most of them were adorably stupid and cringey but he still couldn't help but find Jimin so pretty like this; in his oversized white sweater and messy mop of bleached blonde hair he looked like an angel. 

Yoongi widened his eyes, pulling Jimin's arms which were currently posed in a huge love heart down to his sides, "What about angel?"

Jimin stopped moving, he had expected Yoongi to go for a nickname that was a spin on his own name, or at least go for something like baby but this was on a whole other level of perfect, he though about how it rolled off of Yoongi's lips, how it sent a shiver down his spine, "It's perfect."

"Alright, angel," Yoongi said, pulling him into a hug, giving him a light kiss on the forehead.

"Alright, daddy," he replied, finding Yoongi's abrupt laugh satisfying.

"I'm gonna have to get used to that."

Ahhh no another chapter I'm not fully satisfied with but it'll have to do...I really want to post more often because I really want to get this story moving along but a lot is happening in my life. But still I hope you enjoyed this if you did please vote for it it would make me so happy.

Also I wanted to publish this on Jimin's birthday so i could give him a birthday wish here because my angel deserves it so much right now, I hope he is alright I just want to see him healthy and happy!!