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“I’m sorry, Taehyung. Not enough people signed up for your class, so we’re going to have to cancel it. I’m really sorry.”
Taehyung hangs his head, defeated. The photography course he teaches at the local rec center is being cancelled, and now he’s losing his second source of income. He sighs, but puts on a brave face and looks back up.
“I completely understand, Mr. Lee,” he says evenly. “If you ever want to consider having the class again, please don’t hesitate to call.”
Mr. Lee nods his head and Taehyung makes his way out of the office. He finds an unattended bench and sits down and takes a couple of deep breaths.
He had such a rough day at his primary job, where he teaches middle school art; he’d been looking forward to teaching his photography class. He leans forward to rest his elbows on his knees and runs his fingers through his dark curly hair. He already senses a headache forming and he rubs his temples to soothe it.
What the hell is he going to do now?
He depends on that second job to make rent a little easier in his three bedroom apartment. It helps keep him comfortable so he doesn’t have to worry about money so much.
He’s broken from his thoughts when he hears tiny footsteps making their way down the hallway.
“Daddy! Daddy! Look what I made!!”
Taehyung looks up and instantly smiles. Warmth runs through his body as he sees his son running towards him, his dark hair bouncing up and down the quicker he runs.
Taehyung gets up from the bench and crouches down on the floor just in time for his son to jump into his arms. Taehyung lets himself be hugged. His son is the biggest form of comfort he could ever ask for.
“Siwoo!” Taehyung hears his teacher yell from down the hall. He walks over to the pair with Siwoo’s backpack in his hand, an uncharacteristic frown tugging his lips downward. “Honey, you can’t just run out of the classroom like that. You scared me.”
Taehyung looks back at his son and nods his head. “He’s right, little star. You can’t just take off like that. Tell Mr. Jung you’re sorry.”
Siwoo turns and looks back at his teacher and gives him a sad smile. “I’m sorry, Mr. Jung. I just saw my daddy in the hallway and got excited.”
“I know, honey. But next time tell me you see your daddy and we can walk out and find him together. Okay?” Siwoo nods his head and turns back around and shoves his face into Taehyung’s leg.
“I’m sorry about that, Mr. Jung.”
“It’s okay, Taehyung. I’ll see you two, same time tomorrow.”
Taehyung drops his head again and inhales a deep breath. “I’m not sure, Hoseok-hyung. They cancelled the photography class, so I won’t be teaching here anymore. I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep Siwoo here until I can find another job.”
“Oh, Taehyungie! I’m so sorry - that’s terrible.” Taehyung just nods his head in agreement. “Well listen, if you need anything please give us a call. If you need someone to watch Siwoo during the day please don’t hesitate to bring him by. He’s always welcome.”
“I will, hyung. Thank you. Siwoo, say goodbye to Mr. Jung.”
Siwoo walks over to Hoseok and gives his leg a hug. “Thank you, Mr. Jung.”
Hoseok runs some fingers through Siwoo’s hair and returns the hug. “Be good, Siwoo-ah. don’t give your daddy any trouble.” He says jokingly and Siwoo smiles and nods.
“Let’s go, little star.” Taehyung puts Siwoo’s backpack on him and holds out his hand to make their way to the car.
The drive home is pretty quiet. Siwoo falls asleep in his car seat and it gives Taehyung more time to overthink every decision he’s ever made in his life.
What am I going to do?
He figures his best option for now is to just sleep on it and try to come up with a plan tomorrow.
The next morning, after he feeds Siwoo breakfast and gets him ready for the day, he calls his brother to try to get some ideas for what he should do.
“Hello? Taehyung-ah?”
“Hey, Namjoon-hyung!”
“Oh, Taehyungie! Babe! Taehyung is on the phone !” He hears his brother call out to his husband. “How are you, Taehyung! How’s Siwoo?? We miss him so much.”
“He’s good. We just got done with breakfast and we’re about to run some errands. What are you and Seokjin-hyung doing today?”
“Oh nothing much, just going to relax and spend some time together. Would you and Siwoo like to come over for dinner tonight? I miss my nephew.”
Taehyung chuckles into the phone. His brother really loves Siwoo like he’s his own and they haven’t had a lot of time lately to see his hyungs. “That would be lovely. I actually wanted to talk to you about something so we can do that as well.”
“Is everything okay, Taehyung-ah?” The concern in Namjoon’s voice makes him so thankful he has such a caring brother. He has to shake his head so he doesn’t get emotional.
“I’m fine, hyung. Just have some concerns about work. I’ll tell you more about it later?”
“Okay. We’ll see you in a bit. Give Siwoo a big kiss from us!”
They hang up the phone and Taehyung walks over to Siwoo’s room where he’s cuddled up on his bed with a stuffed doggy toy. Siwoo has always wanted a dog, but Taehyung could never afford one so he got him a stuffed dog, Bingsu.
“Little star,” he calls from the doorway. Siwoo looks up at him and smiles. “Do you want to go to your uncles’ house for dinner tonight?”
Siwoo’s eyes grow large and he stands up on the bed and puts his arms up. “Yes, daddy! I want to go see the hyungs! Please please please!” He begs. Taehyung smiles and walks over to his son who jumps into his arms.
“Yes, sweetheart. They miss you very much.”
Siwoo squeals with excitement and squeezes Taehyung’s cheeks together and gives his daddy a kiss. Taehyung’s heart melts from the action. Every time he’s reminded his son is the absolute best thing that’s ever happened to him, he can’t help but smile.
He squeezes Siwoo a little tighter and carries him to the living room. “Alright, little star. Let’s go to the store. We can get stuff to bring to your uncles’ okay?”
“Can we make cupcakes, daddy?” Siwoo asks excitedly.
Taehyung nods his head and kisses Siwoo’s forehead. “Of course we can, little star.”
~~
Later that evening, they head across town to Namjoon and Seokjin’s apartment with a box filled with strawberry cupcakes and a bottle of wine.
The moment the door swings open, Namjoon and Seokjin are already grabbing at Siwoo. Hugging and placing kisses on his forehead and repeating how much they’ve missed him.
“Umm...” Taehyung clears his throat, “I’m here too.”
Namjoon steps forward and brings his brother into a hug, and Seokjin follows suit. “It’s been too long since you’ve both stopped by,” Namjoon says admonishingly. “Don’t keep us waiting like that again!”
“Yes, hyung.”
They all sit down to have dinner together. Once they’re finished, Siwoo runs into the kitchen to try to bring out the cupcakes he and Taehyung made. Uncle Seokjin quickly follows him to help him carry the tray out so he doesn’t make a mess. While they’re in the kitchen, Namjoon walks Taehyung over to the couch to wait.
“I’m so glad you two came over, we missed you so much.” Namjoon says when they’ve settled onto the couch.
“We missed you guys too. Siwoo was so excited, he begged me to let him bake some cupcakes.”
“You know,” Namjoon smiles at Taehyung “Jin-hyung and I sometimes reminisce about the times you and Siwoo were staying with us here.”
The comment makes Taehyung laugh. After Siwoo was born and his partner left, Seokjin and Namjoon offered for them to move in so they could help Taehyung get back on his feet.
“We wish that we hadn’t taken seeing him every day for granted,” Namjoon admits sadly. His comment causes Taehyung to frown. He regrets being so busy that he doesn’t have time to see his brother and Siwoo can’t see his uncles. Taehyung glances towards the kitchen and can hear Seokjin and Siwoo plating the cupcakes and getting them ready to bring to the living room.
He misses his hyungs too. Taehyung misses having a family to come home to and people to share every special moment that happens in Siwoo’s life with. He had needed to move out, though. A newly married couple didn’t need to have their little brother and his newborn living with them. Taehyung knows that living apart is for the better, but he still wishes he could see them more.
“Actually, we might be able to visit more often starting right now.” After Taehyung’s response, Namjoon looks at him questioningly. “I lost my rec center job today, so I’m going to have a little extra time on my hands now.”
Taehyung’s admission causes Namjoon’s already large eyes to bug out even more, “Oh no, Taehyung-ah! What happened?”
“Not enough people signed up for the photography class, so they decided to cancel it.”
“Aww I’m sorry, Taehyung. I know how much you loved teaching that class,” Namjoon says, putting a comforting hand on his knee.
Taehyung just smiles sadly at Namjoon. “Thanks, hyung. I did enjoy that class and that extra money really helped me and Siwoo live more comfortably.” Taehyung’s day job didn’t pay the best. It gave him enough money to make sure he could pay rent, but without extra income, they'll be back to living paycheck to paycheck soon.
His photography class and his teaching job were what helped them move out of Seokjin and Namjoon’s apartment a few years ago. He was able to rent a nice three bedroom apartment, which was amazing when he spent the first year of Siwoo’s life sharing a room with a newborn. Siwoo has his own room and Taehyung even uses the extra room as a combination in-home art studio and office.
The rec center job helped Taehyung afford the small luxury of an extra bedroom, so now he senses that it'll all be disappearing soon.
“Oh, Taehyungie. Do you need anything? Do you need some extra money to get your rent paid? You know we’re always here to help.”
Taehyung respectfully rejects, shaking his head at Namjoon’s question. “No, hyung, we’ll be fine. I might have to downgrade my apartment when our lease is up in a few months to something cheaper, but for now I’ll just try to be more strict with spending my money. At least I still have my teaching job.”
Namjoon quietly nods his head. He doesn’t say anything for a few seconds until a look grows over his face, it’s like Taehyung could physically see the light bulb go off over his head. “Why don’t you get a roommate?”
Taehyung instantly shakes his head - nothing sounds worse to him than having a roommate. “I don’t think so, hyung. I don’t know how I feel about having someone else in my home when Siwoo is so young. And I doubt I’d be able to find someone who’s okay with living with a toddler.”
“Aww, c’mon Tae-ah. You should at least give it a try. There might be someone out there willing to live anywhere. Just meet them before you agree to anything and if you feel comfortable, let Siwoo meet them. Maybe they’ll get along.”
Taehyung thinks about it for a few minutes. He really doesn’t want to bring a stranger into his and Siwoo’s home but it would be smarter for him to do so. Taehyung won’t at least have to worry about finding another job too quickly and Hoseok-ssi said Siwoo can still join their class during the days while Taehyung works.
Taehyung looks back up at Namjoon, and his brother already looks like he knows what his answer is going to be but waits for his decision anyway.
“Welp… guess it’s moving time.”
—
Taehyung eventually decides to hang a flyer up on one of the bulletin boards at the rec center to try to find potential roommates. A few people take his number immediately and he holds interviews with them to see if they’d be a good fit.
The first person he sits down with is a member of a punk rock band who plays the drums. He informs Taehyung rather matter-of-factly that he’ll need to hold band practice at the apartment from five to eight every Tuesday and Thursday evening as well as during the day on the weekends.
He seems really nice and his mohawk is dyed purple, but Taehyung doesn’t really like loud music and he isn’t comfortable with the thought of half a dozen punks stomping through the apartment at all hours. The landlord might get complaints from the neighbors and Taehyung doesn’t want to risk getting kicked out entirely. Also, his leather jacket has really big metal spikes on the shoulders and Taehyung’s a little worried that Siwoo would hurt himself if he got a hold of it.
Taehyung marks a neat X next to the man’s information once they part. He’s only the first caller. Maybe the next one will be a perfect fit.
A couple of days later, a woman calls and asks if they can discuss her moving in. Taehyung agrees easily and schedules a meet up at the rec center so they can talk through the details a little further. It goes well, at first. The lady is easy to talk to and within a few minutes, they’re joking around like old friends. Taehyung’s more than willing to give her a chance to meet Siwoo to see whether or not she clicks with both of her potential future roommates.
When the conversation turns to how rent and bills are paid, the woman sort of clams up. She pauses and somewhat awkwardly says that she doesn’t want to move in. Taehyung stops and stares at her, confused. Once he’s gathered himself, he asks why she agreed to meet if she isn’t looking for a place to live. She blushes and looks away shyly, confessing after a moment that she’d seen him hanging the flyers a few days ago and had thought that he was cute. She continues softly, admitting that she actually met with him to see if they could go out on a date.
Taehyung sighs, rubbing his temples. He’s not that angry or upset, really - he was just ready to finally figure this whole situation out. Taehyung sadly, politely refuses and tells her he’s not trying to date anyone right now. Thankfully, she’s very understanding. She even, eventually, agrees that it was a silly way to try to put herself out there in the first place. Maybe it would have worked in a romcom.
After a few more meetings that, while less eventful than the first two, also turn out to be duds, Taehyung loses hope entirely. He decides to stop by the rec center on his way home from school and take the flyer down.
In an abstract sense, Taehyung guesses that some part of him knew that they would have to downgrade their apartment in a few months; he’s actually already pretty close to accepting it, now that he thinks about it. He considers which of his pricey art supplies he could possibly sell before they move on his way through the halls.
When he turns the corner of the hallway, Taehyung notices someone standing far too close to the boards. It looks like he’s really into whichever flyer he’s reading.
He’s short and slender, and he must have come from one of the rec center’s pilates classes, as he’s clad in athleisure from head to toe. The black leggings he’s got on cling to every curve and his cropped pink t-shirt that stops just above his belly button. His blonde hair is tied up in a topknot with a little black band that matches his gym bag. Taehyung can only see his profile from where he’s standing only centimeters from the wall, but he’s got a narrow nose and his full lips are pursed in what resembles an adorable duck pout.
Taehyung stops dead in his tracks, all thoughts gone but to watch the mystery man and see what his next move is. After he finishes reading, he nods to himself, smiling, and tears off one of the phone number tabs from the bottom of the flyer.
He stuffs it into the main pocket of his bag and adjusts the strap on his shoulder before spinning elegantly on his heel and walking away. There’s a slight swing to his hips as he moves. Taehyung’s face goes hot when he notices it.
Taehyung breathes out hoarsely and tears his gaze away from the pleasing line of Mystery Pilates Angel’s narrow shoulders. He has to physically shake himself away from the inappropriate path his thoughts start towards, and he turns to the bulletin board.
His breath catches in his chest when he realizes just what Mystery Pilates Angel was reading so closely. It’s Taehyung’s flyer. The flyer he made. Taehyung feels it down to his toes, this spark of electricity. He stupidly thinks - it’s got to be fate.
And before he can even comprehend what he’s doing, his feet start to move. He calls out to Mystery Pilates Angel to get his attention.
“Excuse me!” Taehyung yells. The man doesn’t stop though, so Taehyung tries to walk a little quicker. When he finally catches up, he taps him on the shoulder, making him turn around and look up at him. Taehyung didn’t initially notice but he’s got earphones in his ears that he immediately pulls out.
“Um—hi, did you need something?” He asks in a friendly tone. He finishes his question with a small smile that feels very inviting and Taehyung feels a spark jolt in his stomach. Fate, his brain says again. Taehyung tries to ignore it.
The man is beautiful. Being this close gives Taehyung the opportunity to study him a little better and every feature on his face looks like it was sculpted into a beautiful work of art. As if his smile wasn’t already inviting enough, his soft brown eyes ooze nothing but kindness and Taehyung easily imagines himself getting lost in them for hours.
Taehyung abruptly snaps back to the present when the man shifts uncomfortably and he realizes that he’s been staring silently for the past thirty seconds. He clears his throat to try to gain back his train of thought.
“Yes, I—um,” he stammers. “My name is Kim Taehyung and I saw you take my number over there from my flyer. I’m assuming that means you’re possibly looking for a roommate and I thought since I was already here, maybe we can chat for a few minutes?”
Mystery Pilates Angel stares up at him for a second before looking down at the piece of paper in his hand. When he looks back up at Taehyung, he has a cheeky smile on his face. “How do I know you’re the real Kim Taehyung, hmm?”
Taehyung swallows nervously, “I-ugh. I mean— I can show you my ID if you’d like?” He’s turned completely bashful in front of the shorter man and he can’t believe he’s making such an idiot of himself. “My son goes to preschool here, I can ask his teacher to vouch for me. He’s in Mr. Jung’s class—”
“Oh my gosh, are you Kim Siwoo’s dad?” The man interrupts excitedly.
“Um, yes. That’s my little guy.”
“He looks just like you! You both have the warmest brown eyes I’ve ever seen.”
Taehyung tries his hardest to not blush but he fails. His insides always warm up when people compare him to Siwoo - he takes much pride in his son being his miniature. “Well thank you, but how exactly do you know my son?”
The man frowns at him for a few seconds, then his eyes grow large. “Oh! I’m sorry. I completely forgot to introduce myself.” He sticks his hand out and offers it for Taehyung to shake. “My name is Park Jimin. I’m a dance teacher here at the rec center.”
“Dance teacher,” Taehyung responds. So maybe he’s not a Mystery Pilates Man after all. Strangely, it still feels like fate when Taehyung looks into his eyes. “My son isn’t in any dance classes, I don’t think.”
“Well, Siwoo’s teacher, Hobi-hyung, is my best friend and sometimes I go in there to assist him. A few times a week we’ll teach everybody music and a little bit of dance when I’m waiting for my classes to start.” He shares another smile with Taehyung and it feels like the sun is shining off of him. “Your son is quite the sweetheart.”
Taehyung knows his cheeks are warming up now. There’s no better feeling than someone complimenting his son and telling him how sweet he is. It’s a good feeling knowing how well of a job he’s done so far with raising his son.
“Thank you,” Taehyung says shyly. The two watch each other for a few minutes longer, an awkward silence starting to build up until Jimin finally looks over his shoulder and speaks up when he looks back at Taehyung again.
“Well, I do have a dance class in a half an hour.” Jimin looks down at Taehyung’s number in his hand and gives it a wave. “Wanna possibly discuss this before I have to go and you pick up Siwoo?”
The smile Jimin shines after asking causes Taehyung’s insides to warm up. Jimin is completely breathtaking and absolutely stunning. Taehyung has to try his hardest to keep this relationship professional if he does allow Jimin to move in. But he can’t ignore the way that smile makes him feel, regardless of how they just met.
“Sure. Can I buy you a coffee from the cafe here?”
“I’d love that.” Jimin says, flashing that same smile that is going to turn Taehyung into mush.
~~
After settling down in the tiny cafe area at the rec center, the two finally start discussing the possibility of Jimin moving in.
“So,” Taehyung starts after taking a sip of his hot chocolate. “If you don’t mind me asking, what’s the reason you’re looking to move to a new apartment?”
Jimin drinks his coffee from his cup and swallows quickly to answer the question. “Well, I currently live with some of my friends. Their names are Yoongi-hyung and Jungkook-ah and they’re a couple. They just recently got engaged and I just think it’s my time to move on and let them have their place to themselves. Who wants to start their married lives together with someone else in the picture?”
Jimin discusses his reasoning light-heartedly without an ounce of spite in his voice. Taehyung’s mind wanders back to the time where Siwoo was just a newborn and he needed to move in with Namjoon and Seokjin even though they were in the early stages of their marriage. He’s very grateful they were there for him when he needed them the most, just like he’s sure Jimin is with his friends and current roommates.
“I don’t mind living with an engaged couple, although it sometimes makes me feel incredibly single,” he explains. Taehyung chuckles, internally agreeing. “I just think it’s time for me to move on with my life, ya know?”
Taehyung smiles and nods. His mind is still sort of blank. It probably just has to reboot. It’s fine.
“So I guess I should ask you some questions now, if I’m still a contender,” Jimin suggests, after a few seconds of silence.
“Oh yeah, sure! You’re not giving me any serial killer vibes so you can ask away.”
Jimin giggles and it’s the cutest noise Taehyung has ever heard. It’s completely inappropriate but he wants to make Jimin laugh like that again and again.
“Well, if you don’t mind me asking,” Jimin mimics Taehyung’s question with a smile, “what’s the reason you’re looking for someone to move in?”
Taehyung takes a deep breath and starts explaining himself. He tells Jimin how he lost his second job here at the rec center so now he’s lost another source of income that helped partially pay for his apartment.
“So instead of moving to something smaller, I thought I’d just see if someone would like to move in with me and pay for the extra room.”
“Well, I’d love for you to consider me to be your roommate. I make pretty good money and I have a stable source of income so I’d never be late on rent and bills. If you can’t already tell, I love kids so if you ever need assistance with Siwoo, I’d gladly help. I also like to cook so I don’t mind making dinner for everyone.”
There’s a shy look painted on Jimin’s face and his cheeks start to tint a sweet shade of pink. He’s adorable and Taehyung may be jumping the gun here, but he can already see how much of a good person Jimin is. He can also sense this would be a good pairing and they could work out really well as roommates.
Just roommates.
“I only have one request….” Jimin says nervously. It piques Taehyung’s interest. “This is only if you pick me to move in, but I have a little Pomeranian and hopefully that won’t be a problem.”
“Oh, I—”
“If you allow pets, I will pay any pet fee that your building might have. You won’t have to worry about feeding him or taking him out to use the bathroom ever. He’s very well trained and he’s really cute.”
Jimin finishes his sentence a little unevenly, with a questioning look on his face like he’s unsure how Taehyung should respond. Taehyung doesn’t have a problem with a dog being in the apartment and he knows his son will be excited. Taehyung doesn’t think he needs any more convincing that Jimin is a good fit to move in with him and Siwoo and now he feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.
“Well, Siwoo has always wanted a dog,” Taehyung says while flashing his friendliest smile at Jimin.
“Does that mean I get to move in?”
Taehyung is about to respond when he’s interrupted by a loud “DADDY” being called from across the room. He turns his head to see Siwoo standing in the doorway with Mr. Jung. When they make eye contact, he quickly starts running through the cafe.
Taehyung stands up and meets his son in a hug and lifts him in the air. “Hey, little star. What did I say about running from Mr. Jung?”
“It’s okay, Taehyung-ah. I told him he could go to you.” Mr. Jung mentions once he catches up with Siwoo. “Hey, Jimin-ah! You two know each other?”
“Mr. Park!!” Siwoo says and wiggles out of Taehyung's arms so he can go run and give Jimin a hug. “I miss dancing with you!”
“You’re becoming such a good little dancer, Siwoo! I’ll stop by Mr. Jung’s class and we can all dance together, okay?”
Taehyung’s insides warm up seeing how good Jimin is with Siwoo and how apparent it is that his son already feels comfortable around him. He’s starting to feel like his decision to let Jimin move in is a good one.
He turns back over to Hoseok and smiles at Jimin who is still entertaining his son, “I needed a roommate and Jimin is going to move in with us.” Saying his name causes Jimin to pull his attention away from Siwoo and smiles at the two of them.
“Well, isn’t that lovely!” Hoseok says with a huge grin on his face. “When’s move-in day?”
“We still have to talk about all that,” Taehyung responds. “And I think it’s time for me to let you get to your class, Jimin-ah. But text me your number and we can discuss things further.”
“Of course, I’ll call you when I get done tonight?”
“Sure,” Taehyung whispers, eyes not breaking from Jimin’s.
Taehyung collects Siwoo and his backpack and tells him to say goodbye to his teachers before they start to head home. Taehyung turns around to take one last look at Jimin and Hoseok and his eyes stay on Jimin for a few seconds, earning a charming smile in return before exiting the building completely.
~~
“Well look at you, Jimin-ah. Trying to get at Mr. Kim.” Hoseok jokingly says as they watch the father and son leave them in the cafe. Jimin rolls his eyes and grabs his bag before standing up to head to his class.
“Oh stop, I’m looking for a roommate.”
“Just a roommate, Jimin-ah?” Of course Hoseok has to wiggle his eyebrows annoyingly after asking and all Jimin can do is roll his eyes. “I know how much you like the daddy type.”
“That is so inappropriate, hyung!” Jimin scolds but then looks up at him with a smirk, “but you’re not wrong. He is quite attractive, but. I’ll keep it professional.”
“I’ll be taking bets with Yoongi-hyung and Jungkook for how long you’ll remain professional with Taehyungie.”
~~
Jimin and Taehyung discuss everything that night after Jimin calls Taehyung before they both go to sleep. The whole time they were talking Taehyung got to see more and more of Jimin’s sweet and endearing personality. They learned they have a lot in common, are the same age, and both love teaching.
Taehyung can’t help but think they’re a match made in heaven and this is the perfect fit.
They decide that Jimin can move in at the beginning of the month, which gives them both more than enough time to get everything packed and cleaned up so Jimin can settle in quickly and seamlessly.
The day Jimin moves in comes fast but Taehyung and Siwoo are ready to welcome him with open arms. Siwoo was as excited as any other kid would be when they find out their favorite teacher is moving in. He was even more excited when Taehyung told him Jimin had a dog who would be moving in with them. He begged and begged Taehyung if they could go get him some toys to welcome the doggy into their apartment, and there’s no way Taehyung could say no to his adorable son.
When Jimin shows up, he’s carrying a few bags and a portable doggy kennel. He’s dressed just as he was the day they met, like he’s ready to work out at the gym, except today he has on a little bit of makeup today. His eyes are smoked out and his lips are glossy making Taehyung notice how absolutely ethereal he is.
After setting down his bags, Jimin introduces Taehyung and Siwoo to his puppy, whose name is Yeontan. He’s the friendliest dog Taehyung has ever met and Siwoo instantly grows attached to him. The whole time Taehyung helps Jimin unpack his stuff into his room, Siwoo takes it upon himself to babysit Yeontan and does an excellent job at it.
Luckily Jimin didn’t have a lot of stuff he needed to move in and he hired movers to help with the heavy lifting so they were able to get everything settled rather quickly. Taehyung noticed how well the two work together and he already feels like they’re getting off to a good start.
As if Jimin couldn’t get any better, he cooks the Kim men dinner in which he serves galbitang. Their dinner is delicious and Siwoo was leaves the table very pleased. Jimin is a great cook and each passing hour keeps reminding Taehyung how much of a good decision this was.
Later that night after he puts Siwoo to bed and reiterates that Yeontan can’t stay with him that night, he wanders into the kitchen to get a glass of water before heading to sleep himself. When he re-enters the kitchen, he finds Jimin kneeling down on the ground and watching his little dog while he eats his food. Jimin stares at Yeontan just like Taehyung stares at Siwoo.
Like he’s a father and Tannie is his baby. Taehyung’s heart starts to beat a little quicker.
When Jimin notices Taehyung’s presence, he flashes his million dollar smile that Taehyung is finding himself falling harder and harder for. He grabs two wine glasses and fills them both with the bottle he brought as a housewarming gift and slides one over to Taehyung.
The two clink their glasses together and stare into the others’ eyes while they sip on the alcohol. They sit there in a comfortable quietness and hide shy smiles until Jimin breaks the silence.
“So….” he smiles around his glass before taking another sip. “Any regrets yet?”
Jimin asks the question in such a cheeky way, like he already knows the answer and he just needs Taehyung to tell him what he wants to hear.
Taehyung just chuckles after taking another drink from his wine glass, hoping the beverage is what’s causing his cheeks to turn red and not Jimin’s question.
“So far so good, I think.”
“Good,” Jimin simply says. He looks down at Yeontan, now done with his dinner, and bends to pick him up.
“Well, thank you for all your help today, Taehyung-ah.” Jimin says and Taehyung tries hard to not blush at the nickname. “I think Yeontan and I are ready to go to sleep.”
“Of course, it’s my bedtime as well.”
Jimin politely grins at him and kisses Tannie on the head before setting him back on the ground. He rinses off the glasses and once he’s done he walks towards Taehyung and stands right in front of him.
“Well, are you going to be a good landlord and walk me to my room?” Jimin asks with a playful smirk. It makes Taehyung’s head spin and he lets out a small giggle. Jimin is so endearing, it’s like he’s trying to make Taehyung fall in love with him just by how charming he is.
“I’m not your landlord - your name is on the lease now too.” Taehyung says but still offers his arm gallantly. Jimin chuckles and winds their arms together.
When Taehyung drops him off at his room, the room that’s pretty much right across from his own, Jimin opens the door and Yeontan runs right in to get comfortable in the space Jimin set up for him earlier. They both smile at the little dog until Jimin turns to look up at Taehyung.
“Well, again, thank you for all your help today.”
“No problem, Jimin-ah. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to wake me up and ask for it. I’m just across the way.”
“Sure,” Jimin responds with a small nod while biting his lip, cutely. Taehyung can’t even pretend he didn’t notice the action.
“Good night, Jimin-ah.”
“Good night, Taehyung.”
His cheeks warm up and before Jimin can notice he gives a friendly smile and rushes to his room. After he shuts the door, he slides down the piece of wood and lets out a breath he feels like he’s been holding in since Jimin arrived at his, no, their apartment.
Taehyung runs his fingers through his curly brown hair and lets out a frustrated groan. “He is your roommate, Kim Taehyung. It doesn’t matter that he has a laugh that could cure cancer or a smile that could make a thunderstorm instantly stop. You have to keep it professional.”
Taehyung stands up and gets ready, thoughts of the beautiful blonde man across the hall still floating through his mind. Taehyung hasn’t been with anyone since his partner left, his hands being pretty full with raising his son on his own, but this little crush on Jimin is reminding him of the warm sensation you feel when you start to fall in love.
But Taehyung can’t let the thought sink too deeply into his mind. He has to think of Siwoo and how confusing it could be for him to see his dad dating his teacher who also happens to be living with them. And if worst comes to worst and they don’t work out, Jimin might feel like he’d have to leave their apartment. Taehyung can’t risk doing that to him when he’s been nothing but amazing since they met.
Taehyung lays in bed for what feels like hours, trying to get his brain to calm down and stop wondering back to Jimin and how great of a day he had. He finally falls asleep with a smile on his face, already excited to see Jimin when he wakes up in the morning.
~~
Little did Taehyung know that Jimin spent the rest of his night singing and dancing around his room, having the same thoughts about his new roommate.
~~
Soon enough, days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months and so far Taehyung hasn’t had any issues with Jimin living with him and Siwoo. He’s very clean and loves spending his free time reorganizing any part of the apartment that Taehyung let get a little disoriented throughout the years. Taehyung always jokes that Jimin looks like he's nesting, to which the blonde always replies cheekily how this is becoming his home too and he wants it to make sense.
Anytime Jimin refers to their apartment as his home, Taehyung feels a sudden heat warm in his chest.
But nothing compares to seeing Jimin interact with his son. The morning after Jimin’s first night in the apartment, Taehyung woke up to find him and his son in the kitchen making pancakes for them to eat for breakfast and having so much fun while doing it. There are days where Jimin will offer to wait for Siwoo to finish school when he’s done with his dance class so he can walk home with him so Taehyung doesn’t have to rush over after work to pick him up.
Sometimes Taehyung will come home after a long day at work and find the two dancing in the living room where Jimin teaches Siwoo the dance he taught the other kids at work that day. There isn’t a more beautiful sight than Jimin acting silly and making Siwoo laugh or Jimin picking his son up and spinning him around in the air until he sits on his hip and they pretend to slow dance.
The two are becoming very close and developing their own relationship, and Taehyung couldn’t be more grateful. Part of Taehyung starts to feel a sense of jealousy of their developing friendship. Part of him wants to get to know Jimin on a more personal level and build the same sort of close relationship that he’s making with his son.
There are times where they make small talk after Taehyung puts Siwoo to bed or while he’s taking a bath, but they haven’t had much alone time together. And Taehyung can barely admit it to himself, but he wants nothing more to get a chance to learn something new about Jimin - something like what his favorite color is, or maybe what life for him in high school was like, or even what his ideal date would be like. He’s curious about these things.
Taehyung isn’t sure if he’s making things up in his head, but there are times when Jimin will lock eyes with him from across the dinner table for a few seconds longer than normal. Sometimes he stands a little close to him if they cook together. It doesn’t make him uncomfortable, but it has him wondering if Jimin has the same curiosities about him like he does with the blonde.
Siwoo and Yeontan are good anchors between the two of them. They spend a lot of weekends going out and doing an activity together or taking Yeontan to a local dog park. That’s where they spend the most of their time together, and Taehyung loves every second of it.
He’d never admit it, but Taehyung lives for their time spent together. They eat dinner together, go out together, go shopping together. It’s almost like they’re becoming a little family.
So Taehyung deeply, desperately wishes he could get to know Jimin a little better. He wants to understand why Siwoo is becoming so attached to him. He doesn’t think he’ll have to look too far to figure it out, but he still yearns to know.
Luckily enough, one day Namjoon calls Taehyung and asks if Siwoo could come spend the night over the weekend so he and Seokjin can see their nephew. Taehyung happily agrees; he’s glad his hyungs considered taking Siwoo for the weekend in the first place and an idea sparks in his mind at the thought of having an empty apartment.
Later that night when they eat their dinner, Taehyung brings up his conversation with Namjoon and Siwoo gets very happy and excited. He can’t wait to go over to his uncles’ house. Jimin watches Siwoo’s reaction and grins widely at him and looks at him with nothing but pure admiration.
Butterflies. Butterflies fly around frantically inside Taehyung’s stomach when he catches the look Jimin gives Siwoo. How can he not fall in love with the beautiful man who looks at Siwoo the way he looks at Yeontan?
After they’re done eating, Siwoo gets up from the table and walks over to Jimin and puts his arms up in hopes that he’ll be picked up. “Jimin-hyung?”
“Yes, little one?” Jimin responds and picks him up to put him in his lap. Siwoo tiredly rubs his eyes and gives Jimin’s chest a cuddle.
“Will you read me a bedtime story?”
Jimin looks up at Taehyung and silently asks if that’s okay. Taehyung smiles at him and nods his head, trying his hardest not to swoon right then and there.
“Of course, little one. Let’s go get you ready for bed and then I’ll read you a story.” Siwoo nods his head and leaps off his lap to sprint to their bathroom. Jimin stands up and starts collecting all the dirty dishes, but Taehyung stops him.
“I got it, Jimin-ah. I appreciate you making dinner again. I can clean up.” Taehyung reassures. “Go help Siwoo get ready for bed if you want and I’ll meet you there.”
A shy smile grows on his face and he nods, making his way to Siwoo’s room to help him get ready for bed. Taehyung watches him leave and he can’t break the smile on his face for the rest of the time it takes him to clean the kitchen.
When he’s finished washing the dishes and putting the leftovers away, Taehyung walks over to Siwoo’s room; his door hangs partially open and his night light shines into the hallway. He peeks inside to see how Jimin is doing and finds Siwoo tucked into bed, eyes blinking slowly like he’s about to fall asleep at any moment.
“Jiminie,” Siwoo whispers, trying his best to fight the sleep that’s taking over him.
“Yes, little one?”
“Can you tell me one more story?” Siwoo asks through a yawn.
“Sure, little one. But just one more, okay?” Taehyung continues to watch from the doorway, not letting either of them know he’s standing there observing.
Siwoo nods his head and pulls Bingu closer to his chest.
“Okay, there once was a beautiful queen who felt like she was all alone in the world. She had a good life, plenty of friends, and the best puppy in the world but something was always missing for her.”
“What was missing, Jiminie?”
“Love, little one. She wanted to find someone she could spend the rest of her life with. She hoped one day a handsome king would come and sweep her off her and whisk her away.”
“Did she?”
“She did,” Jimin says while smiling. “She went searching for a new life and found a handsome king along the way who had a handsome son who was the town’s little prince.”
Taehyung listens to the story and the last sentence makes his eyebrows shoot up. This story is sounding awfully familiar, but there’s no way Jimin is talking about them.
“Oh, Jimin-ssi, did they fall in love?” Siwoo gets a burst of energy and asks.
“She hopes they will. The King is the nicest and warmest person she’s ever met and wants to spend more and more time together and hopefully they’ll fall in love.”
“I hope they do too,” Siwoo adds while cuddling closer to Bingu.
I do too, Taehyung wants to agree. He moves out of the doorframe and moves to just outside of his room to make sure he doesn’t get caught. Taehyung tries to stand still and listen to the rest of the conversation and is able to hear the low whispers coming through the open door.
“Okay, little one. Time to sleep.”
“Okay, Jiminie.”
“Good night, Siwoo. We’ll see you in the morning.”
“I love you, Jimin-hyung.” Taehyung’s heart clenches in his chest and tears form in his eyes from Siwoo’s words. But the tears fully leave his eyes when he hears Jimin respond that he loves him too. He wipes them away quickly to seem like he didn’t hear their whole conversation.
Jimin finally comes out of the room and shuts the door, he slightly jumps when he notices Taehyung standing there waiting for him. “Oh— hi. He just fell asleep.” There’s a nervous waver in Jimin’s voice that Taehyung isn’t used to hearing. “Do—um. Do you need help in the kitchen?”
Taehyung finds the little stutter endearing and he just decides to flash a smile at Jimin. “Nope, I’m all done. I was just gonna give Siwoo a quick kiss and head to sleep.”
“Oh—okay. Well good night!” Jimin tries to say, but Taehyung stops him. Hearing Jimin tell the story of the queen who was hoping to fall in love with the king gives him a boost of confidence. It reassures him that he isn’t making it up in his head and he’s done hiding and being scared of his feelings. He wants to take a risk and see if his beautiful roommate wants to as well.
“Jimin-ah, wait. I was thinking since Siwoo is going to my brother’s this weekend and I haven’t really had a night to myself in a while since he was born, do you maybe want to hang out?”
Taehyung watches a blush form on Jimin’s face and he’s never thought his roommate has ever looked so ethereal but then he slowly starts to smile and Taehyung finally knows the true meaning of the word. Jimin bites his bottom lip and Taehyung is reminded of all the times he wishes he could know how those lips would feel against his own or taste on his tongue.
He wants to know everything about Jimin and now is his chance to open the book and read the pages he’s been so curious about.
“Um—sure. Why not!” Jimin responds bashfully. “We can stay in, I can make us dinner maybe?”
“I’d love that, Jimin-ah.”
The two stare at each other for a few seconds longer until Jimin shakes his head to break their yearning gaze. “I should—um. Get to bed, we can talk more about it tomorrow?”
“Sure. Good night, Jimin-ah.”
“Good night, Taehyungie.”
Taehyung watches Jimin as he and Yeontan enter his room, he's about to shut the door when Jimin gives him one last small smile with a cute pink tint on his face before shutting the door.
Once Taehyung knows he’s in the safety of his own room, he throws a victory punch in the air and replays the whole scene repeatedly until he develops his own blush on his face.
~~
The following day, the two tiptoe around each other while they wait for Namjoon and Seokjin to pick up Siwoo. When they finally show up, Taehyung introduces Jimin to them and they’re nothing but sweet.
A little too sweet.
Namjoon of course has to play the embarrassing older brother card and make suggestive comments like “Oh so you’re the famous Jimin we’ve been hearing so much about,” eventually progressing to making bold comments like “Taehyung is such a great guy - if he could just settle down and find a partner.”
As if it couldn’t get any worse, Seokjin keeps making really obvious faces and the thumbs-upping him every time Jimin looks in another direction or isn't paying attention to them.
Taehyung knows he needs to wrap their little visit up swiftly before either of the two older men say something to embarrass him worse than they already have. He walks all of them to the door, helpfully pointing out to Siwoo that they’re going to miss their movie if they stay any longer.
“Alright, little star.” Taehyung says as he kneels down to meet his son's eyes, “you be good for your hyungs and listen to them.”
“Yes, daddy. I’ll be good.” Siwoo opens his arms and gives him a big hug. “I love you, daddy.”
“I love you too, little star. Go say bye to Jimin-ah.” Siwoo doesn’t think twice before sprinting over to Jimin. He lifts him in the air and gives him a toss before catching him to pull Siwoo into a hug.
“Keep Yeontan company while I’m gone, hyung.”
“Of course, little one.”
“I love you, Jiminie.”
Taehyung notices a blush form on Jimin’s face and how his eyes scan the room for everyone’s reactions. They all give him supportive smiles and he quickly whispers that he loves him too before kissing his forehead and setting him down.
“Bye daddy! Bye Jiminie! Bye Yeontan!” Siwoo yells one more time before grabbing his uncles’ hands and pulling them towards the door.
“Bye, Taehyung-ah. I’ll call you later before he goes to bed so he can say good night. Jimin, it was nice meeting you.” Namjoon says while being pulled through the door.
Jimin bows his head respectfully and gives him a polite nod. Taehyung and him stand there and watch them leave before turning to look at each other, shy smiles mirroring on their faces.
“Well—”
“That was—”
They nervously giggle after realizing they rushed over each other.
“What were you going to say?” Taehyung asks.
Jimin shakes his head with an embarrassed smile on his face. “Nothing, I just wanted to know if you still wanted to hang out tonight?”
Taehyung blushes and bites his bottom lip, “Of course I do, Jimin-ah. Do you want to watch some movies after we’re done with dinner? Maybe we can make a fort of pillows and blankets?”
“Oh, Taehyungie. I’d absolutely love that.”
So that’s how their night goes. Jimin makes them a beautiful dinner and they eat in peace together while enjoying a bottle of wine. Taehyung sets up a little bed of blankets and pillows on the ground in front of the TV in the living room that turns out all too adorable.
After dinner, the two take their respective seats and put on their first movie. Taehyung remembers Jimin mentioning how much he likes musical theater and picked out a few movies he thought he’d enjoy.
They first watch Mamma Mia. Taehyung had seen the film before and thought the romantic storyline and the fun songs would be a great movie for them to watch on a first date. As they watch, Taehyung would catch Jimin mouthing the lyrics or singing along under his breath. Every time the “ dot. dot. dot.” reference is made, Jimin blushes cutely just like the girls in the movie. It causes Taehyung to constantly keep sneaking his gaze over to Jimin just to capture any of the beauty he exudes whenever he performs.
The one time Jimin catches Taehyung staring, he boldly holds his gaze and doesn’t break eye contact. He instead continues to look into Taehyung’s eyes and shoots him a closed mouth smile.
“Taehyungie?” Jimin asks, quietly.
“Yeah?”
Jimin doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, it looks like he’s trying to build up the courage to say something until he finally speaks up and asks “can you give me a blanket? I’m uh- getting a little chilly.”
“Oh, of course. Here, let me,” Taehyung turns to his side and grabs a folded up blanket that he put out for them to use. He shakes it open and places it over Jimin’s body, causing the blonde to blush. Taehyung takes his arm and wraps it around Jimin’s shoulder to grab the end of the blanket to pull it up to his shoulders. It isn’t until he’s done adjusting the blanket does he realize how close their bodies are now. Their faces are only a few inches apart and Taehyung has Jimin completely wrapped in his arms.
“Umm—ha. Are you warm enough now?” Taehyung nervously asks.
Jimin bites his lip and looks down at Taehyung’s before quickly moving his eyes back up. The smile that Taehyung dreams of daily and thinks about constantly appears on Jimin’s radiant face and he quickly nods his head, answering a shy yes. When he finishes his reply, Jimin tucks his head into Taehyung’s neck and continues to watch the movie.
Taehyung wants to freak out. He’s been hoping for something like this to happen with Jimin the moment he met him and now he finally has the beautiful man in his arms. He wraps him in his arms a little tighter and pulls Jimin in a little closer until they’re sitting comfortably, fitting together comfortably like two puzzle pieces becoming the perfect match.
Their first movie finishes and neither of them go to move to turn it off as the credits roll. Neither of them seem interested in disconnecting from the other. By now Jimin’s head is completely tucked into his neck while Taehyung draws tiny circles up and down Jimin’s shoulder.
Taehyung figures this wouldn’t be the most comfortable way to fall asleep so he gives Jimin a little shake to see if he’s sleeping or not. “Jimin-ah?”
The blonde starts to nuzzle further into Taehyung’s neck and finally lifts his head to meet his gaze. The light from the TV reflects into Jimin’s eyes and Taehyung can’t find himself to stop staring. He takes a risk and brings up his free hand to cradle Jimin’s face, rubbing his thumb over his cheekbone. “Hmmm, is the movie over?”
Taehyung nods, unable to form a sentence just yet. He uses this time to take in all of Jimin’s stunning features. His chiseled cheekbones and equally muscular jaw line, his cute little nose that he scrunches up whenever he’s playing with Siwoo, the dark brown eyes that felt welcoming the moment he looked into them all those months ago at the rec center.
When Taehyung’s eyes fall down to Jimin’s lips he can’t help but stare at them for a few seconds longer than the rest of the features that make Jimin so beautiful to him. He moves his thumb down and takes the opportunity to rub at the fat of Jimin’s bottom lip, completely hypnotized by how tempting his mouth is.
He finally looks back up into Jimin’s eyes and they appear to have grown darker in the last couple moments since Taehyung first peered into them. “Jimin, I’m sorry if this is inappropriate for me to ask, but - can I kiss you?”
Jimin’s face is unreadable for a moment. Then he sits up a little, shifting so that their faces are at a more equal level. A cheeky smile appears across his lips and the hand that rested on Taehyung's chest moves up to the back of his neck. “Do you really have to ask?”
Before Taehyung can even think of chuckling, Jimin’s grip on the back of his neck tightens and he pulls Taehyung in to connect their lips.
Every wish Taehyung has made since Jimin moved in about learning how his lips would taste and feel against his own has been granted. There’s something so hard and yet so soft about the way Jimin kisses. His lips are delicate like cotton candy but he moves them oh so intensely like he knows exactly what part of Taehyung’s mouth he wants to explore. He lets Jimin set the rhythm of the kiss. He tilts his head to the side and Taehyung follows his lead while they stay connected for a few seconds more.
Taehyung’s hands grip tighter on Jimin’s body and use him as an anchor to help him stay grounded. Jimin must like his hand placement because he lets out a little burst of air and a satisfied moan. An instant burst of gratification runs through Taehyung’s body and he wants to hear Jimin make that noise again.
He licks his way inside of Jimin’s mouth and takes control over the kiss. That little hand that’s been resting on the back of his neck slides up into his hair, tangling within the curls. He pulls their faces even closer together and lets Taehyung explore his mouth.
This is definitely one of the most passionate first kisses Taehyung has ever had but he can’t help himself. The two have been tiptoeing around each other for months and now that Taehyung finally knows what it’s like to kiss Jimin, he never wants it to end.
But surely enough, the lack of oxygen and the need to catch their breaths makes them pull apart. They’re both breathing heavily, neither of them saying a sound - just looking into the others eyes. It isn’t until Jimin breaks into a cute fit of soft giggles is the quiet broken.
“I’ve been waiting to do that since the day I met you at the rec center, Kim Taehyung.”
Taehyung’s hands tighten around Jimin's waist and he moves one down to his outer thigh and grips just as hard. He stares Jimin down and moves his eyes to his partially swollen lips. He watches Jimin give them an involuntary lick and feels a magnetic pull drawing him back in, wanting nothing more than to reattach their lips into another heated kiss.
Taehyung pulls Jimin up and shifts them so that he’s straddling his lap; Jimin’s other hand finds its way to his hair, joining the other and giving it a slight pull. Taehyung moves his face closer, pretending he’s about to reconnect their lips but instead brings his lips to Jimin’s ear. “Then why did you stop kissing me? We could be making up for lost time.”
Taehyung tugs the cartilage into his mouth and gives it a little nibble, causing Jimin to let out another moan and turn his head so their lips can reconnect.
This time when their lips reconnect it’s a lot more messy and desperate. They take turns exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues while hands wander all over their bodies. Taehyung learns that Jimin’s neck is hypersensitive and the tiniest lick can make his body shiver and let out a shaky moan.
The pleasure must become too much because Jimin uses the grip he has on Taehyung’s curls to bring their lips back together. The harder Jimin tugs on his hair, the hotter Taehyung’s body gets. Jimin’s mouth feels amazing on his and he can see himself spending hours exploring it.
“Jimin—huh.”
“Taehyungie,” he breathes against his mouth. Jimin starts to slightly rotate his hips and grinds his ass into Taehyung’s lap. “You feel so good.”
Taehyung moves his hands down and gives Jimin’s ass a hard squeeze, making the blonde throw his head back to moan out into the empty living room. The temperature in the apartment feels like it’s increased in the last few minutes and the two easily become desperate with want.
Taehyung grips Jimin’s thighs and flips them so the smaller man is laying on his back with Taehyung between his legs. Their lips never leave each other and the moment they fall into the new position Jimin’s long legs wrap around Taehyung’s waist.
“Ugh, Taehyungie. Want you so bad.”
“Been waiting for this, Jimin-ah. Dreamed of this.”
“Fuck me, Taehyung. Please. I need you.” Jimin pleads and then traces the outline of Taehyung’s lips with the tip of his tongue. All Taehyung can do is nod his head and bring Jimin back in for another burning kiss.
Hands start to move a little more confidently and their mouths become more and more familiar to the others with each passing kiss. Taehyung goes back to Jimin’s neck and places hot, wet kisses from his Adam’s apple to the skin behind his ear, earning himself a string of loud moans and the grip of Jimin’s legs tightening around his torso.
“Ugh, Taehyungie. Wait—wait.” Taehyung immediately stops and moves his head to find Jimin’s eyes, worrying that he went too far and the beautiful man under him is regretting it. “Are we moving too fast? This is our first date and we barely just had our first kiss.”
Taehyung takes a moment to think about what Jimin is saying and as much as he wants this to go further, he reluctantly agrees. “You’re right, this is all happening a little fast.” He moves off of Jimin and sits right beside him. “I’ve just wanted to kiss you for the longest time now.”
Jimin blushes and Taehyung feels accomplished, never getting tired of that pink glow on his cheeks. “I have too, but I think we should slow down.”
“I have absolutely no problem with that.”
Jimin smiles again and Taehyung can’t help but bring his hand up to his cheek to give it an affectionate rub. “This was a lovely date.”
“Best one I’ve ever been on,” Taehyung says charmingly.
“Me too.”
They look at each other a little longer and both simultaneously connect their lips in a chaste kiss. “Let me walk you to your door.” Taehyung says with a wink. Jimin lets out an adorable laugh and agrees.
When they stop in front of Jimin’s door, Yeontan following hot on their trail, they pull each other close and meet in the middle for a kiss. They kiss for a few minutes until they finally pull apart.
“This is silly,” Jimin says while giggling.
“What is, pretty?”
Jimin blushes and looks up at Taehyung through his lashes. “We’re saying goodbye to each other but we live in the same apartment.”
“You’re right, but we still need to act like this is a normal date.” Taehyung whispers, his hands circling around Jimin’s waist and connecting over his lower back. “So do I get to have a goodnight kiss now?”
Jimin’s eyes wander down to Taehyung’s lips and his gaze turns hungry. His little hands go up to Taehyung’s collar and pulls him in for a deep kiss. It might last longer than a normal “goodnight kiss,” but when they share it in the comfort of their own home, they see no reason to be reserved.
They both pull away a few moments later with heavy breaths and wide smiles. Jimin rubs their noses together and it takes everything in Taehyung to not reconnect their lips and continue kissing for the rest of the night.
“Good night, Taehyung. Thank you for the perfect date.”
“Thank you for cooking that amazing meal for us, and allowing me to kiss these beautiful lips.”
Jimin hangs his head low and shyly laughs, obviously trying to hide the way Taehyung’s words affect him. “I’m going to go inside before you give more reasons to stay out here with you.”
“You figured out my plan,” Taehyung says with a pout. Jimin quickly gives him another kiss and it ends before Taehyung can even kiss him back.
“Good night, Taehyungie.” He quickly disentangles himself and enters his room and closes the door after giving Taehyung one last look.
Taehyung makes his way to his room and smiles the whole way there and continues to as he starts to get ready for bed. Thoughts of their date replay in his mind even when he lays in bed that night, trying his hardest to fall asleep, but. He just can’t get Jimin out of his mind.
Jimin .
“Jimin.”
“You kissed Jimin,” he says out loud. “You waited months and you finally got to kiss him.” Thoughts of their kiss won’t stop playing in his mind. He tosses and turns in his bed but the growing itch to have Jimin again gets stronger and stronger.
You waited months to kiss him, Kim Taehyung. You can wait a few more hours.
Just the thought makes Taehyung’s chest ache. Now that he’s gotten a taste of the forbidden fruit, he wants to devour the whole thing. He tosses and turns in bed, trying his hardest to stop the burning desire that’s been simmering in his stomach the moment he kissed Jimin to die down.
Kissing Jimin was everything Taehyung ever imagined it would be. It made him feel like finding love is possible again, and now that he has it he never wants it to go away.
He needs Jimin and he can’t lay in bed without him for another second longer. Before his brain can even give it any more thought, Taehyung is already walking to the door and swinging it open.
Screw going too fast, Taehyung thinks to himself. We both waited long enough to be together, and I don’t want to waste anymore time.
Taehyung is about to step out of his doorway when he stops abruptly. Jimin is standing in front of him. His arm is raised in the air like he was about to knock on it before Taehyung interrupted. He’s wearing an oversized crew neck and goes almost to his mid thigh and a pair of short black sleep shorts. Taehyung has seen him in this bedtime attire multiple times, always scared to look a little too long and risk Jimin noticing.
But now it's different. Taehyung allows himself to look Jimin up and down and see exactly why he’s waited this whole time. And Taehyung doesn’t want to wait any longer.
“I um—” Jimin stutters. His eyes follow the outline of Taehyung’s shoulders and chest until looking back up at him, the look of pure desire painted over his face. “Taehyungie-”
The two waste no time. Jimin struts forward and pulls Taehyung’s face in for a long desperate kiss. Taehyung whisks Jimin into his room, grabbing him under his thighs and lifting him in his arms and never daring to disconnect their lips.
Taehyung moves them to his bed. Where they kiss, and touch, and undress and
Dot. Dot. Dot.
~~
Taehyung wakes up the next morning naked in bed with the sheets barely resting above his hip bones. With his eyes still closed, he reaches around on the opposite side of the bed searching for the warm body he got very acquainted with last night. When he is unable to find it, he cracks his eyes open to the best of his ability and notices Jimin isn’t there.
When the smell of freshly brewed coffee and pork belly hits his nose, Taehyung realizes Jimin must be making them breakfast. He fondly rolls his eyes. He feels like Jimin is such a godsend and has the biggest heart. He doesn’t know who he needs to thank, but he’s so grateful.
He throws on a pair of his briefs and makes his way to the kitchen where he finds Jimin cooking breakfast just like he suspected. What he didn’t suspect was to find Jimin cooking in nothing but Taehyung’s sleep shirt he planned on wearing to bed last night. It’s oversized on Taehyung so it’s ginormous on Jimin. The collar partially hangs off his shoulder and the bottom of the shirt stops mid thigh on him.
Last night, they got to learn the ins and outs of each other’s body. There was no piece of skin the other didn’t graze with their tongues or kiss with their lips. So the skin Jimin is flashing makes all those memories rush back into his head and he wants to feel that body against his own again.
When Jimin is finished cooking and plating up their food, Taehyung sneaks up behind him and wraps his arms around Jimin’s waist and pulls him in close. The little jump that runs through the smaller man’s body is completely adorable, but Jimin isn’t as entertained. He tries to wiggle his way out of Taehyung's grasp but all he can do is burst out into a fit of laughter as Taehyung presses kisses along Jimin’s neck and shoulder.
“Taehyungie!! I was trying to bring you breakfast in bed.” Jimin complains after he is finally able to break free and turn around in Taehyung’s arms. He sweetly tucks his face into Taehyung’s neck and lets himself be held.
“Such a little romantic, Jimin-ah. Getting me to fall for you by how good your cooking is.” Jimin giggles and looks up at Taehyung, chin resting on his sternum.
“You figured out my evil plan,” he says with a smirk. Taehyung just stares down at him, moving one of his hands to tuck a strand of Jimin’s hair behind his ear and placing a kiss on his nose.
“I’ve definitely fallen under your spell, Jimin-ah.”
The blonde just stares up at Taehyung and connects their lips into a desperate kiss. They stand there by the kitchen island, lazily making out and spending the morning getting reacquainted with each other’s mouths. Taehyung grazes his fingers along the exposed skin of the sides of his thigh, making the shorter man catch his breath against Taehyung’s mouth and breaking their kiss.
“Huh, Taehyung—we’re supposed to be eating breakfast.”
“I’m hungry for something else that isn’t food, Jimin-ah.” He whispers hotly against Jimin’s mouth. He expects him to slap his chest and scold him for the lame pick up line, but instead Jimin lets out a low groan and reconnects their lips.
Their kisses get hotter and hotter and soon enough Jimin is being lifted up on the island and wraps his legs around Taehyung’s waist. He tangles his fingers into his hair while Taehyung’s hangs re-explore Jimin’s body. He slides his fingers higher and higher up Jimin’s thighs until they meet the hem of his t-shirt.
Taehyung pulls back from Jimin’s lips and watches how he slowly opens his eyes. His lips are already swollen and turning a dark pink color which makes them look more delectable than they normally do.
Taehyung looks down at Jimin’s thighs and gives them another rub and he lets out a soft moan, “Taehyungie—”
“Shhhhh,” Taehyung insists, trying to get Jimin to relax. “Let me take care of you, beautiful.” Jimin silently nods his head and closes his eyes.
Taehyung moves his lips to Jimin’s thighs and places light kisses on the exposed skin, watching the little tremble that runs through his body. The higher Taehyung kisses the more Jimin’s breath starts to hitch. He moves his lips towards Jimin’s inner thighs and gives it a nip with his teeth, making Jimin bring a hand up to Taehyung’s hair and giving it a light pull.
“Mmm- Tae. Please.”
“Wanna mark your thighs first, Jimin-ah. They’re so muscular and smooth, so pretty.” His lips continue to trace Jimin’s thighs and he leaves countless hickies on the skin, making Jimin go crazy from his place on the island. Taehyung notices Jimin’s cock tenting under his t-shirt and his mouth starts to water. “Mmm, so hard for me already?”
“Tae-tae please!”
Tae-tae ? Taehyung thinks to himself. He tries to not blush at the nickname so he distracts himself by grabbing the hem of his shirt with his teeth to pull it up. He moves his head under and places kisses all around Jimin’s naked skin, purposely avoiding his cock.
He can tell Jimin is getting desperate because his legs draw Taehyung in even more. He decides to stop teasing Jimin and takes his cock deep into his mouth, making the blonde scream out in pleasure. “Taehyungie!!”
They quickly get lost in each other again. All Taehyung can focus on is making Jimin feel good and getting him to moan his name over and over again. He sucks his cock harder and quicker, swallowing him completely whole. Jimin sneaks his hand underneath this shirt to tug at Taehyung’s hair in sync with the rhythm his mouth is moving.
They’re so wrapped up in each other, neither of them hear the front door unlock and open.
“Taehyung-ah! We’re here!”
“Daddy!!”
“Oh fuck!” Taehyung whisper-yells. He quickly moves away from Jimin and he jumps off the counter. He looks over at the oven time and realizes it’s already noon and that was the time Namjoon said he’d drop off Siwoo.
Soon enough, before Jimin and Taehyung can get themselves together, Seokjin and Namjoon walk into the kitchen hand in hand with Siwoo. It doesn’t take long for them to realize what was going on and Seokjin quickly shields Siwoo’s eyes and pulls him back out to the living room, overdramatically yelling that they left something in the car and pulling him out of the apartment.
Taehyung tries to hide himself as much as he can behind Jimin who is more clothed than he is. When he bites the bullet and looks up at Namjoon, he’s standing there with his arms crossed and a look on his face that seems judgmental but also mixed with a smirk.
“Tae-ah, didn’t we say we’d drop him off at noon?”
“Yes, Namjoon-hyung.” Taehyung can feel how red his face is just from the pure heat that’s resonating off his cheeks. Nothing worse than your big brother walking in on you getting busy with someone. He hasn’t even looked at Jimin yet but can see a blush creeping up the back of his neck. “We’ll be right back.”
“We’ll be in the living room.”
They don’t need to hear anything else. They both rush to Taehyung’s room and shut the door as quickly as possible.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe that just happened!” Jimin says while looking for his clothes. “They probably hate me now and think I’m just some whore who is—”
“Hey, hey.” Taehyung interrupts and grabs his hand to pull Jimin in closer. “They’re not going to hate you and they definitely wouldn’t think terrible things about you just because they walked in on us.”
Jimin looks up at Taehyung with a small pout forming on his lips. “Really?”
“Yes, baby. They know how I feel about you, I talked about it with Namjoon at one point.”
“I just don’t want them to think I’m not good enough for you or..”
Taehyung gives him a questionable look, wondering why he stopped in the middle of his sentence. “What is it, baby?”
Jimin takes a deep breath and shuts his eyes for a few seconds and when they open they’re shining so brightly at Taehyung but filled with sorrow. “What if they think I’m not a good influence on Siwoo? Or they don’t want me around him?” Jimin sounds devastatingly sad saying that sentence, his bottom lip starting to wobble.
“Oh Jiminie,” Taehyung says. He places one of his large hands onto Jimin’s face and pulls him close enough to rub their noses together. “My brother and Seokjin-hyung would never think like that, and Siwoo is my son and I know how important you are to each other now. I would never take him away from you.”
“It’s so weird, I love that little boy so much.”
“And he loves you….” Taehyung stares into Jimin’s eyes, wanting him to see inside his soul when he says these four words. “ I love you, Jimin-ah.”
Jimin’s eyes fall shut and he moves his head down but a close mouth smile appears on his face. “Really?”
“Yes, Jimin. I think I always have. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met and I was drawn to you the moment we met. It’s like my body knew it before my brain. And seeing how you treat my son, I couldn’t ask for a better person in my life. You’re what I always dreamed of having.”
When Jimin opens his eyes and looks back up at Taehyung they’re shone with tears that haven’t spilled yet and his smile is his most beautiful one yet. “I love you too, Taehyung. So much. Moving in here with you was the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I gained so much more than I ever expected and now that I have it, I never want to be without it.”
“I want to be your king, Jiminie. I want you to finally find love and not feel alone anymore.” Taehyung whispers, remembering the bedtime story Jimin told Siwoo a few nights ago. Jimin looks at him, gaze honeyed.
“I knew you were eavesdropping on that fairytale I told your son,” he chuckles, blushing profusely. “You are my king, Taehyung. You made the princess fall in love and made her feel a part of the kingdom.”
Taehyung can’t help himself, he pulls Jimin into a deep kiss, tears falling down both of their faces and mixing together. “These last two days have been some of the best in my life.” Taehyung whispers against Jimin’s lips, making him giggle.
“Even though your brother walked in on us half naked with my dick in your mouth?”
Taehyung throws his head back with a laugh and shakes his head at Jimin. “You’re lucky I love you so much or I’d have to teach your cheeky ass a lesson.”
“Mmm - maybe later. But I think your hyungs and my little cutie are waiting for us.”
Taehyung agrees and they quickly finish getting dressed. When they go out into the living room, they find Seokjin and Namjoon sitting on the couch watching Siwoo play with Yeontan. When Jimin and Taehyung enter the living room, Siwoo notices and runs over to give them both a hug.
He tightly hugs Taehyung’s leg and then puts his arms up for Jimin to hold him. “Daddy!! Jiminie!!”
“Hey, little one. Did you have fun with your uncles?” Jimin asks, trying to meet Siwoo’s enthusiasm.
“Yes, Jiminie! The hyungs let me buy Yeontan a new toy!”
“They did??? Doesn’t he already have a million toys, though??”
“Yes! But I missed him!”
They both laugh at Siwoo and Taehyung runs his fingers through his hair. “You didn’t miss us, little star?”
“Yes, daddy! I missed you both so much.” Siwoo pulls them both into a hug and they spend a few moments just cuddling with each other.
They didn’t see it, but Namjoon and Seokjin sat on the couch observing the little family. They keep giving each other knowing looks, happiness simmering in their stomachs.
“I see why Siwoo loves Jimin-ah so much.” Namjoon whispers into Seokjin’s ear.
“They’re like a little family, Joonie.”
Namjoon nods agreeingly. “I’m so happy for Taehyung, hyung. He deserves this so much.”
The couple keeps watching Taehyung with Jimin and Siwoo and that can’t help but think that this is what fate must look like in the flesh.
~~ 3 Months Later
Taehyung wakes up from a soft moan being whispered into his ear and kisses being placed on his neck. The arousal near his lower belly starts to grow stronger and causes him to stir awake even quicker. “Huhh, Jimin-ah?”
“Happy parents’ day, daddy.”
“Fuck,” Taehyung whispers and then moans when Jimin nips at his neck. His eyes fly open and he reaches a hand up to tangle into Jimin’s blonde hair. “Jimin, please.”
“Ugh, daddy,” Jimin whispers, the word going straight to Taehyung’s cock. He straddles Taehyung’s lap and starts to grind his hard cock against Taehyung’s. “We have to hurry. Want you to fuck me.”
Taehyung nods his head and his hands instantly grab Jimin’s hips. He notices Jimin has a hand reached behind him and if his little desperate moans and disoriented face mean anything, he knows Jimin is fingering himself open. “Fuck, Jimin-ah. Are you that desperate for it?”
His hand goes faster and faster and Jimin lets out another long stream of muffled moans. “daddy, I need you! My fingers are so tiny, they’re not long like yours are. Please.”
Taehyung sits up and grabs the bottle of lube that is on the nightstand and pours some onto his fingers so he can replace Jimin’s. He remains sitting up and wraps one arm around Jimin’s narrow waist and pulls out his fingers so that Taehyung can insert his own. “There you go baby, is that better?”
Jimin nods his head and then lets it fall back, letting out breathy moans into the emptiness of the room.
This isn’t the first time they’ve frantically tried to have sex before Siwoo wakes up in the morning. They can’t draw it out like they can when Siwoo spends the night with his hyungs and it gives them the house to themselves, so they try to get each other off as quickly as possible.
Luckily Jimin is already pretty loose, he must have woken up early to stretch himself but decided to let Taehyung help him finish. Taehyung pumps his fingers in and out of Jimin’s hole and this has always been his favorite part of sex. He loves watching Jimin fall apart from his hand alone, and the way Jimin bounces on his fingers makes him look completely desperate to be filled up with his cock.
“daddy, feels so good.”
“Are you ready for my cock now, baby?” Jimin just frantically nods his head in response and pulls Taehyung in for a desperate kiss.
“Need you, daddy. Please!”
Taehyung doesn’t need anymore convincing, they don’t have time for more, so he pulls his fingers out and grabs the lube to slick up his cock. It’s hard to focus when Jimn’s hands keep running up and down his shoulders and letting his fingertips graze over his nipples.
Jimin sucks on Taehyung’s neck and kisses his way up to his ear, breathing hotly against the cartilage. “Wish we had more time right now, daddy. I miss your dick in me. Wanna ride it over and over again.”
“Ugh, Jimin please. You know what your mouth does to me.”
“What do you mean, daddy?” Jimin says innocently, making his voice go higher in pitch. Taehyung has always loved Jimin’s cheeky attitude, especially in bed. He loves their dynamic when Jimin acts like a brat so Taehyung can teach him a lesson. “I just want my daddy to fuck me. Am I asking for too much?”
“No, baby. You know daddy will give it to you until I make you scream.”
“Then why are you taking so long to fuck me, daddy?”
Taehyung’s done with the teasing, he’s ready to take Jimin right now. He finishes lubing up his cock and moves Jimin’s hips to place him right above the tip. “Go head, baby. Sit on daddy’s cock.”
Jimin nods his head and sinks down, mouth falling open as he moves down inch by inch. “Feels good, daddy. Feels so good.”
“Take your time, sweetheart.”
Jimin shakes his head. “We can’t, need to hurry before Siwoo wakes up,” he says while slightly breaking character. He sinks down completely until his ass meets Taehyung’s balls and doesn’t even wait before he moves back up to slam down immediately.
The two moan together and reconnect their lips once Jimin finds his rhythm. On every particularly good thrust, Jimin pulls away and moans against Taehyung’s lips. “Uhh, daddy. I like that, I Iike it right there!”
The times Taehyung can turn Jimin into a babbling mess is the most satisfying part of sex to him. He loves knowing the ins and outs of Jimin’s body to the point where he knows every movement and every way to make him scream.
Taehyung creeps his hands from Jimin’s waist up to the back of his shoulders and grips tightly, getting Jimin to stop his movements so he can start to thrust up repeatedly. Jimin keens, eyes closed tightly and mouth hanging open.
“How does it feel baby, tell daddy how it feels?”
Jimin’s hands wander up to Taehyung’s hair and pushes his face against his chest, his way of asking Taehyung to kiss his chest and suck on his nipples. Taehyung hips to start and he attaches himself to one of the pink buds, biting and sucking hard enough for Jimin to bring a hand to his mouth and moan loudly into it.
“Oh daddy! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop, feels so good!”
Jimin clenches hard around Taehyung’s dick and he has to take a moment to moan loudly against Jimin’s chest. His hips stop but Jimin starts moving again to keep their rhythm up. “Uhh daddy, fuck me. Fuck me please!”
Taehyung can’t even reply, he’s so turned on and feels like he could come at any moment. He only has enough focus to nod his head and grab Jimin around his waist, flipping him onto his back to thrust into him fast and hard.
“Fuck, daddy! So big! Love when you fill me up!” Taehyung thrusts harder and picks his pace up faster and faster. He can tell by how hard Jimin is clenching around him that he’s getting close. He wishes he could stay here all day. Jimin is so tight and so warm it’s Taehyung's best form of heaven.
Taehyung feels like he's losing sight, his only focus is making Jimin feel good and get closer and closer to his release. He reconnects their lips into a messy kiss, their tongues instantly intertwining and fighting for dominance.
Jimin’s lips are always perfect but there’s something about them during sex that Taehyung absolutely loves and is completely intoxicated by. They become softer and it’s like they change into a different flavor and tastes sweeter. He brings Jimin’s bottom lip into his mouth and sucks on it profusely. When he lets it go, he earns a string of loan moans from Jimin.
“Daddy! Ugh, so good! Fuck me harder, I want it harder!”
“Anything for you, beautiful baby.” Taehyung picks up his pace and slams into Jimin harder. He loves giving Jimin everything he wants. He loves him so much, he wants nothing more to use sex to show him how much he does.
“So good to me daddy, you treat me so well. Don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Taehyung nods his head agreeingly. His love for Jimin starts to become overwhelming and his hips slow down just a bit so he can stare at the beautiful brown eyes under him. “I love you so much, Jimin. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
A sweet smile forms on Jimin’s face and Taehyung thinks he couldn’t get any more beautiful than he is in this moment. “I love you too, baby. But today is about you and I want to show you how much you mean to me.”
Taehyung’s thrust gets slower and slower as the time passes, realizing he wants to draw this out a little longer. Although his thrusts aren’t so frantic anymore, they remain just as hard. He pushes harder and harder until Jimin throws his head back and Taehyung finds his prostate.
“Ugh! Taehyung! Right there, uhh don’t stop! Right there, please!”
“I won’t stop, beautiful. Won’t ever stop.” Taehyung fucks into Jimin again faster and faster, hitting that same spot repeatedly until Jimin turns into a desperate mess under him.
“Huhh, daddy! You take such good care of me, I love you so much.”
Taehyung moves a hand down to Jimin’s cock and pumps it to the rhythm of his hips. He speeds up his thrusts and sucks on the outside of Jimin’s throat, loving the moans he’s exuding from him. “Fuck baby, so beautiful. Come for me honey. C’mon, come for daddy!”
Jimin nods his head and moans hotly and it only takes a few more thrust of Taehyung’s hips and a few more pumps of his hand and Jimin spills over his stomach. He pulls Taehyung’s hair and attaches their lips so he can moan into his mouth to help silence them.
Jimin clenches around Taehyung’s cock and his walls feel like a warm and wet heaven. Jimin doesn’t let go for even a second while Taehyung continues to pump in and out of him. Taehyung’s orgasm has been creeping up on him for the past couple of minutes, but Jimin’s release and his pleasure became way more of a priority than his own.
“Huhh, daddy. Come in me. Please, fill up.”
Jimin’s hands creep down to Taehyung’s ass and gives it a hard squeeze, making him moan loudly into the smaller man’s shoulder. Taehyung’s hips speed up and it only takes a few more thrusts and he’s coming inside Jimin, filling him up to the brim and collapsing on top of him.
The couple tries to catch their breaths together, basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. Taehyung rests his head on Jimin’s shoulders while the smaller runs his hands up and down his back and places kisses along his forehead.
“God, I love you so much Jiminie.”
“I love you too, baby. Happy Parents’ Day.”
Taehyung chuckles. He wasn’t able to thank Jimin when he said it when he first woke up so he looks up at him and presses their lips together. “Thank you, honey.”
“Okay, I’m going to go shower really quick and we can get our day started. Don’t come out into the kitchen until your son and I tell you too.” Jimin instructs and then moves off the bed. Taehyung watches his naked body until he completely disappears in their joint bathroom.
Taehyung takes a moment to reflect on the last couple of months. Jimin and Taehyung’s relationship only gets stronger by the day and their little family gets closer. It feels like they’re developing into a partnership and they’re creating their own domestic family unit.
Taehyung loves it.
Jimin treats Siwoo like he’s his own and like he’s his other father. He takes care of Siwoo, he teaches Siwoo, he parents him and most importantly he loves him more than anything. Jimin is everything he’s ever wanted and thought he’d only find him in his dreams.
“Taehyungie!!” Jimin breaks Taehyung from his thoughts and looks over towards the bathroom where he’s sticking his little blonde head out past the doorway. “Wanna join me, daddy?”
Taehyung’s breath catches in his throat, but he doesn’t need to be told twice before he gets up and runs to the bathroom.
“This has been such a good parents day so far.”
~~
Jimin and Siwoo planned a nice breakfast for Taehyung and the three spent the morning as a family. They ate their breakfast and relaxed on the couch and watched cartoons while they let their food settle. Siwoo sits in between Taehyung and Jimin as they all cuddle together and Yeontan rests in Jimin’s lap. He scratches his ears while he peacefully sleeps.
“Daddy,” Siwoo says, breaking their attention away from the tv. “Can Tannie give Jiminie his present now?”
Taehyung smiles and nods his head. “Of course, little star.”
“Go get your daddy’s gift too, little one.” Jimin mentions, and Siwoo listens right away.
When he comes back, he has three little bags in his hands that he puts on the table. He turns around and takes control of the gift giving and hands Jimin’s his present. “This is from Yeontan, Jiminie. But I helped make it!”
When Jimin opens the bag he pulls out a T-shirt that says “best dog dad” written in paint. Yeontan’s little paw prints look like he got into some paint himself and walked across the shirt. The lettering looks like Siwoo wrote it with his fingers. “Oh, it’s so perfect! I love it!” He gives Yeontan a little kiss on his head and thanks him, doing the same action to Siwoo. “And thank you for helping, little one.”
“Okay! Now, daddy!” He brings a bag to Taehyung and hands it to him. When Taehyung opens it, he pulls out a little hand painted mug that says Best Dad in the World.
“Oh, little star! I love it. Thank you so much! It’s so perfect! Did you make this in Mr. Jung’s class?”
Siwoo excitedly nods his head. “Yes! Jiminie came in and helped me too!”
Taehyung looks over at Jimin and flashes him a grateful smile. “Well thank you too, Jimin-ah.”
Jimin shyly grins and gives him a quick kiss. “You’re welcome, honey.” He looks over at the coffee table and his eyebrows furrow. “But who’s that last gift for?”
Taehyung sends Siwoo to grab it and he walks back over to Taehyung, suddenly shy. “Well, this is from Siwoo to you, baby.”
“Oh, little one.” He holds his hands out and Siwoo gets the courage to walk over to him so Jimin can pull him into his lap. “Thank you, that’s so sweet of you. But it’s your daddy’s day.”
“I know, but I made you something too.” Jimin looks up at Taehyung, silently asking if he knows what it is, and he just smiles at his boyfriend.
Jimin opens the bag and pulls out a handmade picture frame made with popsicle sticks and painted all of Jimin’s favorite colors; but instead of there being a developed picture in it, there’s a drawing.
It’s a drawing of four stars. One of them is tall and the other one is a little shorter than it and the other two are about the same size, one standing on each side of the bigger ones. The tall one has “daddy” written across the top and the two tiny ones say “Siwoo” and “Yeontan.”
Jimin stares at it a little longer and his eyes fall to the other star that is a little shorter than the tall one. It says “other daddy” over the top. Finally Jimin realizes it's a picture of them. “My family” is written across the top of it and tears form in Jimin’s eyes.
“Oh, Siwoo. Baby, I love it.” Jimin squeezes him into a hug and rocks him back and forth. “I love you so much, little one. Thank you.”
“I love you too, Jiminie.” Taehyung starts fully crying now, not even trying to hold it in anymore. “I askeded Mr. Jung if I could make you something because you’re like my other daddy, and when he asked daddy, daddy said I could!”
Jimin looks over at Taehyung and looks at him with teary eyes that fall down his cheeks. “You knew about this?”
Taehyung just nods his head and wipes his eyes.
“Jiminie?” Siwoo says, trying to get his attention back to him.
“Yes, little one. I’m sorry.”
“One of my classmates, Chun-hei, has two daddies too. And she calls one of them papa,” he looks down shyly at his hands and winds them together. “Jiminie, will you be my other daddy? Please?”
Jimin starts to sob and Taehyung wraps his arm around his shoulders to bring the three of them closer together. Taehyung completely understands why Jimin is so emotional right now, knowing the love from his son can be overwhelming sometimes. “Oh, little one. You know I love you so much, of course I’ll be your other daddy.”
“Can I call you ‘papa’ too, like Chun-hei?”
“You can call me whatever you want, little one. Whatever you’re comfortable with. I’d love to be your papa.” Jimin says and then pulls Siwoo into a bone crushing hug and places a kiss on his forehead.
Taehyung just quietly watches his son and the love of his life have their moment together. Yeontan moved over to Taehyung’s side of the couch and sat right next to him, also watching them and cuddle together.
When Jimin finally pulls back to look at Taehyung, he doesn’t think he’ll ever love him more than he does at this very moment. He gets to watch their family become complete and he never wants to forget it. Siwoo just rests his little head against Jimin’s chest and has a happy smile on his face. Jimin lets out a happy laugh when their eyes connect.
“This is the best day of my life, Taehyung.” He says with a wet chuckle.
“I couldn’t agree more. I’m so glad you’re a part of our little family now, Jimin-ah. I feel like we’re complete and you just add nothing but love to our family. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Taehyungie.” Jimin can’t express anymore than that, completely overwhelmed with love from Taehyung and Siwoo. All he can do is bring Taehyung in for a kiss.
“Daddy! Papa! Stop kissing, I’m right here!!”
The couple pull apart and laugh at their son. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to that,” Jimin whispers.
“You will. You’re already such an amazing father to him, this will be so natural for you.”
Jimin smiles shyly and pulls Siwoo in even closer, kissing the top of his head.”
“I love you, papa!” Siwoo says and cuddles into his chest. “And I love you too, daddy!”
The dads just smile down and both kiss their son’s forehead. “We love you too.”
The excitement must make Siwoo tired because as they continue to cuddle on the couch he falls asleep soundly in Jimin’s arms. Taehyung notices that Jimin isn’t even watching the TV anymore, he’s just staring down at Siwoo with a fond smile on his face.
Taehyung pulls him in closer. Yeontan is laying half on Taehyung and half on the couch fast asleep himself. It gives Taehyung a moment to reflect how much his life has changed since losing his job, but when he thinks about it, losing that job meant finding Jimin and finding love and finding another man that loves his son just as much as he does. He knows this is the man he wants to spend the rest of his life with and knowing fate is what brought them together secures that notion even further.
Jimin looks up at Taehyung and gives him a huge smile, “I’ve never felt so happy in my life before. I feel complete. Thank you for giving me that, Taehyungie. I love you so much.”
Taehyung shakes his head, connecting their foreheads together and rubbing their noses affectionately. “Thank you for being our missing puzzle piece, Jimin-ah. I think of how we met and I’m so lucky that some higher power pushed us in the right direction to complete our little family. I love you, too.”
They kiss each other quietly while Siwoo continues to sleep, letting their lips do all the talking for them. A day filled with so much love and happiness is the greatest gift either of them could have accepted on parents day.