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“Again?” Jimin asked his boyfriend, sounding just a little miffed. Yoongi’s brows raised in surprise at the tone and he glanced over to see the mafia boss watching him with dark eyes, chin resting on his palm.
The boy was helping to clean up a little around Jimin’s study since he had some time to waste around before he leaves for Chuncheon. Jin’s bringing him to this market that specializes in the more unique baking ingredients, usually only available overseas. Today, they’re going to explore baking some Turkish sweets when they get back! Yoongi’s excitement has been bubbling all morning. But now...
“Uhm.. it wasn’t opened the last time we wanted to go so we have to go today instead... is that okay?”
Jimin sighed softly, turning back to his document. “Yeah, sure...”
Yoongi makes his way over to the mafia boss, squeezing into his lap and cupping his face. “Why are you annoyed?”
“Because - you’re going off on a date with hyung instead of staying here in my lap, and giving me all the cuddles and kisses that I want.”
Yoongi giggled then gave his pouting boyfriend an eskimo kiss. “Mmmmh. I’d ask you to come with us so you can hold my hand while we explore the markets, but I know you’re busy and... you have to work hard so you can buy me everything that my heart desires, remember?”
Jimin pinches the boy’s bottom, “I already have enough money for that.”
“Not if I want to get a new Dynamikks speaker every day.”
“… maybe you should start calling Jin hyung your new sugar daddy instead?” the mafia boss suggested.
Yoongi burst out laughing, bright and tinkling giggles filling the study, “No! You’re way more handsome so I’m gonna be leeching off you forever and ever and ever. Please continue to work hard for your baby, daddy.” The little tease murmured into the curve of Jimin’s ear.
The mafia boss barely restrained his shivers at the teasing warmth of Yoongi's lips ghosting over his neck, the only sign that he was affected was the tightening of his fingers over the boy’s small waist, “When did you become such a brat.”
“Yoongi-ya,” Jin interrupted, walking into the room and immediately shielding his eyes, “Fuck! Guys, the door is wide open!”
With that, whatever sexual undercurrent was instantly shattered and Jimin sighed, letting go of his baby reluctantly as the elder climbed off his lap.
“Ah hyung, Joonie said you get off on people watching the both of you. Don’t be acting all innocent now...” Yoongi quipped, eyes glinting playfully.
“HE DID NOT FUCKING SAY THAT YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Jin screeched as his ears turned a fire engine red.
The mafia boss couldn't hold back his barking laughter, hands clapping at the pure look of glee on his mischievous boyfriend’s face.
“Okay, work hard, daddy. I’ll be back soon,” Yoongi chirped, pressing pouty lips to Jimin’s cheek then skipping to lock arms with Jin.
“I DID NOT NEED TO HEAR THAT, GOD. FUCKING BRAT.”
***
[The brothers have a discourse]
[Joon to the rescue]
***
They were cuddling in bed that night after Yoongi had given Jimin a very thorough deep tissue massage that made him moan as loudly as when his baby used his pretty mouth on him.
Jimin is very satiated and pleased.
Tracing over the dark inked lines on his boyfriend’s chest, Yoongi commented with just a hint of cheekiness, “Jiminie... I thought you were kidding about being jealous… but Jin hyung said you were having a serious case of the chest monster.”
Jimin’s hand that had been caressing the elder’s bare bottom underneath his shorts stilled for just a moment before the soothing movement continued. “Mmh,” he responded lowly.
A casual, non-committed hum that really didn't serve to confirm or deny Yoongi's statement.
But the boy obviously already knew. He giggled, button nose scrunching up cutely, “You’re sooo ridiculous.”
“Yah! You were spending hours in the kitchen with him!! ALL WEEKEND!” The sudden outburst from the indignant mafia boss only caused Yoongi to laugh that much harder as he curled up on his side, face pressed into Jimin’s shoulder. A sharp pinch against his bottom made him yelp and he reached down to pull Jimin’s hand out of his shorts, wrapping the mafia boss’ arm protectively around his own waist instead. "Jiminieee! That hurts, don't pinch me," he complained in pout. But he breaks into giggles again at the sight of the mafia boss' still frowning face.
Jimin rolled his eyes and lets out a soft tsking sound. “Sundays are mine. Your attention should be focused on me.” He hugs the boy tightly, soft lips grazing across Yoongi's temple.
For all the teasing that he did earlier, Yoongi is the sappiest person at his core so of course his heart does a secret little dance at how cute the mafia boss was acting right now. “I know... I'm sorry. Jin hyung and I just got a lil excited cause we found this new culinary show. But we’ll only do it on Wednesday and Saturday mornings now okay!! I promise no one will steal me away anymore on Sundays."
The strong arms that were wrapped around the slighter man, squeezes him even tighter. “ACK! Jiminie!!” Yoongi squawks.
Jimin sighed. “Baby... I love that you have your special thing with the guys... just remember to show me the most love hmm.”
Yoongi hugs his boyfriend back even tighter, giggling cutely. “Of course... you’re the best and most important person in my life, Jiminie. I love you the most most most most most. And I also love your ridiculous chest monster.”
“... Even though everyone says hyung is the more handsome brother?”
The boy threw his head back and laughed, “I’m okay loving the less handsome brother, Jiminie.”
At this, the mafia boss dug his fingers bluntly into the brat’s ribs, “This brat - YOU SAID I was more handsome yesterday!”
Yoongi squealed, laughing and kicking at the mafia boss as he tried to escape the tickles. “Okay okay okay okay!!! Fine, you’re moree handsome!!! ... In my eyes at least,” the elder giggled.
Jimin eventually flipped them over, trapping Yoongi underneath and cuddling him warmly, “Mmh.. That’s all that matters anyway.. don’t care how anyone else sees me. Just care about you.”
Yoongi beamed, rosy cheeks bunching up and bright gummy smile stretching across his face. The mafia boss has been so so so sappy with him lately...
Not that Yoongi is complaining.
He freaking adores it.
***
Over the next few weeks, Jimin noticed that while the plan had been for each of the guys to pick a day and make it theirs with Yoongi, it didn’t quite turn out that way. Which is not unexpected given the often unpredictable nature of Bangtan’s affairs.
But they still made it work somehow.
It became evident that Jin didn’t have to fix any particular day after all when he realised that he already has a special activity he shared with Yoongi all this while. Their culinary explorations to the markets or to unique cafes and restaurants actually happens more than once a week. Much to Jimin’s occasional annoyance.
Hoseok would always find time for his weekly masking / heart to heart talk session with the elder. Coming home to sometimes see the both of them hanging out in bed with masked faces was a sight that Jimin quickly got used too. There’s no one that can make Hobi laugh the way that Yoongi can, and the mafia boss himself is hopelessly immune to the pair’s infectious laughter.
Namjoon found a day once a week, without fail, to have his morning tea with Yoongi. Jimin has the least information about that interaction since he’s usually still in bed when that happens. He hears about those from Yoongi instead.
“Jiminie... Have you seen Joon’s precious today?” Yoongi asked one evening, voice muffled against the mafia boss’ chest.
“Huh? Yeah I saw hyung on the way in.”
The elder snorts, “I meant his bonsai. Jin hyung is his baby— the bonsai is his precious. They’re different, my love.”
The reverberations from the mafia boss' answering laugh tickled Yoongi’s cheek and he snuggled closer, squeezing Jimin around his waist. “No I have not seen his precious.” the man eventually answered.
“It’s flowering - the bonsai,” Yoongi murmured, propping his chin up on his boyfriend’s chest.
Jimin stared down at his baby, fluffing his messy bird nest hair, “Oh? It can flower?”
The boy grinned, gummy and bright, “Mmhmm. It’s not easy and takes a lot of effort. It’s really cool.. Joon was flipping out this morning when we had tea. He took so many pictures. It was funny.”
“I’ll have to ask him about it tomorrow..” Jimin commented, thumb caressing the boy’s round cheek. “I still can’t believe you’re capable of functioning when the sun has barely risen.”
“My brain doesn’t really have to function. My mouth just has to enjoy the tea.”
The mafia boss chuckled. Yoongi rests his cheek back against the inked chest before continuing softly, “It’s nice... Joonie teaches me about the tea... tells me about the books he’s reading.. about stories of Jin hyung.. and you.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. We share about our great sufferings of loving the Parks,” Yoongi murmured.
Jimin barked out a surprise laugh, and pinched the boy’s bottom.
His baby giggled. “... it’s very calming, talking to him. Except for this morning. He was so excited he nearly broke the teapot... again."
Then there’s Taehyung.
Jimin knows that in some ways, Yoongi’s relationship with his Second isn’t quite like his interaction with the other guys. Partly because, well, he is Jimin’s right hand. And after the mafia boss, there’s really no one as scary as Taehyung in Bangtan. So Yoongi had initially viewed the man with some measure of caution.
Taehyung himself has also never been the sort to reach out and form a bond with Jimin’s “conquests”. Though as it turned out, it really was Jimin that got captured by Yoongi instead of the other way around. If Yoongi managed to smashed through Jimin’s barriers with such ease, then Bangtan’s stoic Second never stood a chance.
But as fate would have it, Yoongi ended up forming the quickest bond with Jungkook instead. Through the development of that friendship and with more stories that he hears of Taehyung from Jungkook, the elder became less than impressed with Jimin's right hand.
Yoongi was convinced that Taehyung was playing with his best friend, and when you throw in Yoongi’s protectiveness over Jungkook into the mix.. the end result is this: A hissy kitten that glares and sneers at Taehyung, with muttered comments under his breath about how the guy is a heartless idiot who Yoongi will one day kick in the balls.
Jimin had to eventually order Yoongi to stay out of the duo's business. But the mafia boss did take his Second aside and told him to sort that shit out.
Taehyung eventually “man-ed up” (according to his baby) and made his relationship with Jungkook (and later Hoseok) right.
With that, he was included into Yoongi’s list of “People that I have to mother with good food and a lot of hugs.”
So Jimin was curious to know what would bond his best friend and the love of his life.
They were lounging and catching up on variety shows that they had missed during one of Jimin's rare weeknights off, when Yoongi shared it with him.
"... Uhm... so, Taetae said he's gonna bring me sky diving," Yoongi shared with his boyfriend in the tiniest of voice.
Jimin lets out an immediate scoff. "Yeah, no."
"That's what I said!!" Yoongi exclaimed. He folded his knees up on the couch and snuggled closer to his boyfriend, gripping on tightly to the strong, inked hands. "YOU won't let me right?"
At this, Jimin paused. He stares right at Yoongi, glances down at the boy's iron grip. "Me? Since when do you have problems telling Tae no, by yourself? What's he gonna do? Kidnap and throw you off the plane?" he asked with an arched brow.
Yoongi sighed loudly, bottom lip protruding out. "He came to me and was so excited about it... He said that I have my special thing with everyone except him... even Jinhyuk," the boy mumbled. "I was like... well... Hyukie's my best friend... but then Tae's face did that... that thing, y'know?"
Jimin pressed his lips together. "Hmm?"
Yoongi made another little tsk-ing noise, half annoyed. "That thing! Where he like-" the boy curls his lips and wriggles his button nose, which only made Jimin want to burst out laughing. But he held it in.
"... You look like you're having a weird face cramp," the mafia boss commented flatly.
"UGHH!!" the elder collapses into his boyfriend's lap. "THAT THING! Where he looks half sad and half pathetic and half scary, and makes you feel really bad!" Yoongi moans.
"... All those halves add up to one and a half."
"JIMINIE!!" the boy huffs in exasperation. He scrambles up again and slaps at the mafia boss' thigh, throwing him a glare that only made Jimin want to tease him even more.
The other man just chuckled before shifting Yoongi into his lap in an attempt to pacify him, "Alright, alright.. yes, I indeed know that face... I call that his manipulative bitch ass look. He tries to use that sometimes. Don't be fooled by it." The mafia boss combs his fingers through the elder's hair and Yoongi's eyes flutter delicately close. He presses a soft, sweet kiss against the boy's nose before suggesting easily, "Just tell him you're not into getting thrown off a plane, and you can both think of something else to bond over."
Yoongi sighed and snuggled down against his boyfriend's chest, "But I know he likes to do things like that... I can't just.. reject it cause I'm scared..."
"...... so you're using me to reject it for you, letting me become the bad guy?"
The boy looks up at Jimin and uses his very very pretty eyes that he knows his boyfriend is weak for, "... Yes."
The mafia boss laughed out loud and pinched the cheeky brat's waist.
Yoongi giggled. He knows he's already won by the sounds of his boyfriend's laughter. Jimin will help him get rid of the scary sky diving plan! He always gets his way with the mafia boss these days.
It's great.
***
"What is wrong with you? Didn't I already tell you sky diving, giant swing, bungee even the damn pirate ship at Lotte is a big fat no?"
His Second cackled with zero remorse. "Yah, HE said YES! Trust me, it surprised me too. I sorta thought he would scoff and reject it but.."
"Well because you pulled your manipulative bitch ass cramp face on him!"
"Fuck you, this face gets me everything. Sky diving case in point." Taehyung said smugly.
Jimin rolled his eyes, slaps the back of his best friend's head. "Well, can that plan. Think of something else."
The man waved his hand dismissively. "I know I know.. I'm gonna do it with Kook instead. I really wasn't expecting him to say yes," Taehyung said with a snicker.
"We often talk about how we'd do anything for him, but it goes both ways too," Jimin said, almost wryly. "Trust me... if you really wanted it bad enough, he'd sky dive off that plane right beside you. Even if it meant he'll piss his pants."
Taehyung snorts. "... Yeah. I know."
"He's into paintings, like you," the mafia boss shared, out of the blue.
"Damn, are you psychic?" Taehyung blurted out. "I was just thinking he'd be a perfect museum companion.."
Jimin smirked, "I'm discerning and insightful. That's why I'm the boss."
Taehyung rolled his eyes.
"Anyway," Jimin continued, "He tries to get me into it and I'll go with him.. but half of what he says when we're there just .. goes in one ear and out the other." He grinned. His Second cackled. "You've always been a pleb when it came to the fine arts."
"Fuck off..."
"Hobi and Kook are the same.. alright. I know what to do. Don't worry, I'll keep him on the ground, no pissing pants."
The mafia boss snorts, "Thanks, I appreciate that."
"... You got the ring yet?"
Jimin smiled, "Yeah."
***
“Jiminie’s acting very... suss the past few days,” Yoongi shared, laying on the carpet with his head on Jungkook’s stomach as they listened to Epik high’s latest album on loop. He hums in contentment as his best friend’s hand cards through his hair, massaging gently.
“Really? Seems like the normal big bad outside and whipped inside Jimin hyung to me.”
The elder sighed. “I don’t know about the whipped part..” Curling onto his side, he looks towards Jungkook, “He scolded me yesterday for no reason. He was so fierce.”
Jungkook snorts, “Right. Your no reason always has a million reasons buried underneath.”
Pouting, Yoongi smacks his best friend’s chest.
“What. I know I’m right, right? What did you do that made him scold you?”
“... I was just looking through the drawers in the study!”
“... the ones he has told you not to touch?”
“I was just looking for my headphones!”
“... in the drawers that you’re not supposed to touch?”
“I don’t even know what’s the big deal,” Yoongi mumbled. “It just looks like boring lame stuff.. he totally overreacted.”
Jungkook suddenly giggled.
“What.”
“Just imagining the scene. You probably looked like that shocked guilty kitten meme when he caught you.”
“Please,” Yoongi sniffed. “I was totally cool. I told you I was JUST LOOKING for my stuff. He totally overreacted.”
The younger boy threads his hand through Yoongi’s soft dark hair, “Stop snooping, hyungie. You know Jimin hyung only keeps things from you if it’s... bangtan matters and you don’t have to know about it.”
Yoongi sighed. “I know...”
“One time, Hobi hyung was acting all super dodge. Turns out he was hiding this box of .. sexy edibles he wanted us to use.”
Yoongi snorts, choking out a laugh.
Jungkook giggled. “Hyung is so soft it’s so cute. So anyway, my point is, just leave it. You're probably just thinking too much and if Jimin hyung is really hiding something, it's probably just a cute or dirty surprise I bet.”
“That just makes me want to find out more,” the elder mumbled. “...... it’s our anniversary on the 13th y’know?” Yoongi tagged on in the softest voice.
The boy pops his head up, stretching to catch his best friend’s eyes. “... wow.”
Yoongi blushed. “I don’t even know if he knows..? I mean, it’s not like we celebrated the first one cause it was such a mess that time and there was so much going on. And Jimin doesn’t even like valentine's day right so...” Yoongi shrugs uncertainly.
Jungkook hummed, “Anniversaries are different. Damn. Time flies huh. I didn’t realise its been 2 years.”
Yoongi smiled, fiddling with his hands. “Wait- was this the day you first came to the club, all wide eyed and stumbling around like bambi?” Jungkook suddenly asked, with a giggle.
The elder jabbed his best friend’s ribs, “Shut up, you’re the bambi.”
“Aww hyung, you actually remember the date you first came into the club huh?! The day you finally met your prince charming huh?”
“… How can I not remember the date when my ass was ripped open by the thickest cock I ever had,” Yoongi mumbled.
Jungkook howled, curling up on his side and pushing his friend’s head off his stomach. “Technically, the only cock you ever had,” he said between helpless sniggers. Yoongi caught on to the infectious laughter, giggling as he sat up, crossing his legs.
“The only cock I ever want,” he quipped. “Anyway, that was not 13th. It was 29th cause rent time.
Jungkook pursed his lips into a round shape, “Oh then what’s the 13th?”
“When we became boyfriends of course, stupid,” Yoongi replied with a slight roll of his eyes.
The younger boy scrunched up his nose, giggling, “That’s sooooo cute, hyung.”
Yoongi rolled his eyes again, flopping back down on the carpet beside his friend, facing him. “Don’t tell me you don’t remember when your kinky threesome became official.”
Jungkook poked the elder’s stomach, tickling him, “Shut up. And I really don’t!” Pausing to give it a bit more thought, he added, “Hmm... okay sometime in... August cause it was before my birthday but.. nah, I don’t remember the date. Also. They need to shower me with love every single day. I’m not gonna restrict it to just one day.”
Yoongi giggled. "Fair."
“So I take it you have something planned?”
“Not yet exactly.. but you know me... I just wanna spend time together. Cuddle.. bubble bath. Make him go cycling with me.” Yoongi grinned. “Wanna ride those tandem bicycles, y’know..?”
Jungkook stared at his best friend, “Yeah... Jimin hyung. Bangtan’s boss. You... want him to be seen in public on a tandem bicycle.”
“Why not. It’s cute and couply...”
“Precisely..?”
Dark brows furrowing and lips cutely pursed, the elder took pause at the boy’s skeptical look.
But then like a flip of a switch, Jungkook continued, “... Scratch that. It’s you. Of course he’ll do it. Why did I even think otherwise.”
Giggles bubble from Yoongi’s chest.
Then a bright, familiar ringtone interrupts their conversation and the elder scrambles for his phone. “Hi daddy,” he answers in a sultry voice. Jungkook snorts.
“...... hi. What are you up to, brat.”
“Browsing for more speakers.” Jungkook snickers, covering his mouth to muffle the sound.
“... browsing’s fine as long as the cart stays empty.”
“Mmmhmm...”
“Since the both of you are just lying around doing nothing, ask Haein to drive you guys over? I need some extra hands cleaning out the basement office.”
Yoongi flops down, round cheek smushed against the carpets “Awww... it’s my day off...”
“And what better way than to spend it with me?”
“Are you gonna be moving stuff in the basement without a shirt?” Yoongi asked, a lot more enthusiastically.
“... no. You have 30mins to get here.” Jimin hangs up without another word.
Yoongi sighed and lays back down. “We gotta go. Haein’s driving.”
“Uh. Go by yourself. I’m not moving.” Jungkook declares, sprawling out and closing his eyes.
“I need your muscles. You don’t have a choice. Also Jiminie will BEAT you. How dare you leave me with no protection?!”
“Yoongi-ssi, you ready to go?” Haein appeared with a scary sense of precision.
“Hyung, Yoongi hyung said you’re useless protection.” Jungkook said, eyes still closed.
Yoongi kicked at his best friend, grabbing a cushion and smacking it against his chest. “Asshole. Stop putting words into my mouth. Get up!”
Haein waited patiently for the pair of squabbling best friends, holding back a smile.
“He’s lying, you know right?” Yoongi mumbled when he eventually walked towards the guard, combing his fingers through his messed up hair.
Haein laughed, glancing at the equally disheveled Jungkook following behind. “I know.. and Boss wouldn’t trust you with me if I’m useless right.”
Cheeks puffed out in exasperation, Yoongi asked as they made their way out, “Did the Boss happen to also trust you with why he’s being all suss lately?”
“Is it cause of the ring?” Haein snickered.
The question was met with an awkward silence.
“... what— what did you say?” Yoongi sees the way the guard’s widening eyes dart to his best friend.
But when Yoongi turned, Jungkook looked just as confused.
“Cock— ring, that he was— browsing?”
“WHAT!?!” Yoongi shrieked, cheeks flaming up.
Jungkook howled.
“Oh fuck my fuckin life, Yoongi-ssi PLEASE don’t tell boss. I— fuck. That was so so inappropriate. I’m so so sorry. Pretend you never heard me?”
“He was.. browsing..?” Yoongi swallowed nervously.
“I’m so sorry— I’m not gonna say anymore. Sorry, Yoongi-ssi. Let’s pretend the last 5 minutes didn’t happen? I swear I’ll buy you a carton of the marshmallow crunch ice cream you like.”
Jungkook laughed all through the drive to the club.
[TBC....]
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