It's You

Kim Taehyung

     I don't remember falling asleep but when I wake up, Jimin isn't where he was when I closed my eyes. He's also way too overdressed and I can see sweat running down his temples as he sleeps, hugging a pillow and not me.
      It's like over 70 degrees in here and yet he's fully dressed in sweat pants and a sweatshirt that look way too uncomfortable for him to sleep in. My baby usually hates being constricted and sleeps in light oversized shirts of mine and nothing else.
      I can also see dried tear streaks all over his cheeks. Something has obviously happened and I hate myself for falling asleep and being unable to comfort him.
      I sit up and gently begin removing his stuffy clothes. He whimpers a little in his sleep but doesn't wake. Smiling to myself, I tug his too tight pants down his legs and pull off his bulky shirt, admiring his smooth pale skin that almost glows in the moonlight as well as his plump belly that I know makes him self conscious.
      It's really not that big, though. He's short so the weight does in fact have to go somewhere which is why it pools all to his stomach. I think it's cute and I love touching it.
     I rest my head carefully on his belly and feel our baby kicking. I hum softly, letting my deep voice calm him. My hands soothingly massage Jimin's thighs as I lose myself in both my loves.
      He stirs, though, and opens his eyes, looking down at me in surprise. "T-tae? What are you doing?" His cute muffled voice comes out, rough from sleep.
       "Admiring my babies." I tease, pecking his belly.
      I expect him to giggle or at least smile but he only frowns and pushes me off him. I watch as he wraps the sheet around him and heads to the bathroom, shutting the door firmly behind him.
       Yeah...somethings very wrong. We were fine and happy before we went to bed...
      "Jimin?" I get up and knock on the door.
       He doesn't reply.
     "Minie? What's wrong? What did I do?" I sigh.
      Sniffles drift from under the door and enough is enough. I throw the door open to see Jimin sitting on the floor clutching the sheet like a lifeline while sitting by the toilet, sobbing.
     I kneel down in front of him and take his hands. "Minie, please! What's wrong? What did I do to upset you?" I beg.
      He shakes his head. "N-nothing. I'm fine. G-go back to sleep." He stutters.
      I shoot him a look. "Uh, Hell no. You are coming back to bed with me and we are working this out." I demand, standing up. When I see he isn't going to listen and follow me, I bend down and lift him into my arms much to his loud protesting.
     I carry him into the room and very carefully drop him on the bed, forcing him into my arms so he can't run again. "What happened?"
       "..."
       "Don't you love me, Jimin?" I whisper in his ear, desperate.
       He gasps. "Of course I do!"
      "Then why aren't you talking to me? I thought we were in this together? Why are you shutting me out?" I ask, resting my head on his shoulder.
       He huffs. "I..."
       "Hm?"
       He turns in my arms until his legs and arms are locked around me and he stares up into my eyes, his red rimmed. "I saw Jungkook again." He sniffles.
       My eyes widen in shock. "What? Why didn't you tell me! Was he in here?" My voice raises with my rage. If he hurt my Minie again...
      "No! I left the room to grab some snacks because I was hungry. I saw him in the hall..."
      "Did he hurt you?" I demand, checking him over for bruises.
        He shakes his head. "No. Well...not really." He sighs.
      "Tell me."
      "He j-just said I didn't have to worry that he didn't want me anymore because I'm so fat and ugly now! H-he kept saying how you'll be done with me and my shit soon and not want me anymore! I'm sorry!" He finally snaps, sobs ripping out of throat. "Please don't leave me! I'll lose weight! I know I'm ugly right now but I promise I'll stop eating so much! Please don't hate me!"
      I can't describe the way I'm feeling as Jimin breaks apart before me, begging me not to leave him because of his weight and how he'll try harder...all I can think of is how much he means to me and the fact that he's the love of my life and the best decision I could've ever made. Taking that chance that night. Sealing him to me forever. Accident or not I'm glad it happened.
     "Jimin..."
      He continues to sob and speak over me. Desperate.
       "Yah! Park Jimin, Shut up!" I yell making him stop in shock, his eyes widening and his hands dropping from my shoulders.
      Groaning, I pull him against me tightly and crush my lips to his. He moans brokenly and clutches me even closer. "I love you more than anything in this life except our baby, Park Jimin. I won't tell you this again so listen up!" I demand sternly making him nod meekly.
     "You are fucking perfect! The only person's opinion about you that matter are mine and your own. You are the most absolutely gorgeous person I've ever seen in my life and I'm talking about now-not when you were way too underweight. I love every single inch of your body and will spend the rest of my life worshiping every bit of it until you believe me. Look at me!"
      He jumps, meeting my eyes again.
     "You will never ever force yourself to stop eating. You will take care of yourself and our child while I provide for you like a proper husband would do. I love love love our life even if it is hard and do not regret the choices I've made to get here." I press my forehead to his. "If I could, I'd do it all over again but sooner so I could cherish you longer. You deserve everything, Park Jimin. Please let me continue to be that for you."
      He's crying again by the time I stop talking. Simply kisses me deeply and passionately, pulling my body onto his. I groan into his mouth and run my hands down his perfect body, impatiently shoving the sheet out of the way.
      His fingers swiftly work my pants off my hips as I thrust against him, making him moan louder and spread his thighs way.
      Even in my rush, I make sure to prepare him thoroughly before sliding inside his tight heat, my tongue in his mouth mimicking the thrusts of my body into his.
     Tossing his head back in pleasure, I take advantage and ravage his neck and chest, making sure to show proper love and attention to his belly, showing him with actions how beautiful he is to me.
      I roll us so that he's on top, and rocks his hips quickly down against mine, screaming out his release as I hit his sweet spot over and over again.
      "Ughhh....Tae! God...I l-love you!" He cries out, collapsing on my chest as I continue  I thrust into him from underneath.
      I pant and moan into his hair as he rests on top of my chest, clinging for dear life as I chase after my own release. I cum deep inside him only a few thrusts later and sloppily shove my tongue back into his mouth.
      He sits up, sweaty and tired, finally smiling. "Taetae..." He pauses, looking unsure.
       "Hm, baby?" I roll us so that we lay cuddled face to face on our sides.
      "I was...thinking...."
      "Yeah?" 
      His eyes meet mine, fear and excitement showing on them. "C-can we maybe get married now? In the morning while we're here?" He asks timidly.
      My eyes widen. "You want to? Now?"
      He nods frantically, his lips forming a cute pout. "If you want to."
      "Of course I do, Minie. Anything that brings us even closer together." I roll again so that I'm straddling his thighs and layer kiss after kiss on every inch of his body I can reach. "Fuck, baby. Let's get married!"