Entering the mansion , Yoongi the located dinning area , the usual spot where he always found his husband in a sleepy state counting on him , but today the spot was vacant , he doesn't know why? but he felt wounded.
He just loves making his spouse eat in his adorable sleepy state when according to his husband he is the one who is supposed to make him eat.
It has become a routine to pick him up in his arms , bridal style and place him on their bed then head towards his side of the bed not before pecking his dear on forehead for the first and last time for the day.....
"Where is he?"
He wondered and took steps towards their room , only to find a complete mess.
"Hell , I never knew we own these many clothes!!"
He murmured underneath his breath.
He picked all the clothes in his way to the bed.
He dumped them on the bed softly and quietly.
Then collected all his clothes circling Jimin.
"Such a kid he is!!"
He snorted , glaring at Minnie , while taking off his coat , tie and watch and arrayed them how he liked.
Jimin who was a great actor , acted professionally.
Yoongi sighed eyeing the heap of clothes , he amassed them in his arms and roughly placed them on their couch.
He grumpily stated.
"I don't remember Mr.Kim owning a boutique or planning to."
He started folding their shirts just after the second one , he pushed himself up from the black leather couch and threw himself beside Jimin.
"I'm tired."
Listening to grandpa Yoongi it was tough for Jimin to not giggle but everything went high , when he felt a warm hand adjusting him , pulling him closer towards a built-up chest.
A homely hand on his waist makes him snuggle in Yoongi's arm.
Yoongi adjusts himself so that it's cosy for his Jiminie , He doesn't get himself , the whole day he was in utter denial and at the end of the day , when he craves peace and comfort it's just Jimin he finds everywhere.
Jimin was blissed , feeling safe.
When ducklings started dancing in his stomach Jimin decided it was not in his plan and then it clicked him , Did Yoonie ate anything?? , It took him only one month to understand his cat , Knowing that Yoongi doesn't like eating alone , his mind started planning for a proofed plan , not wanting his husband to be aware of his international acting career.
Yoongi pulled the covers upon them.
And then it happened.
He pecks Jimin's forehead.
Jimin stopped breathing his complete face turning to a deep red rose.
Yoongi couldn't feel Jimin's breath on his clavicle , his lullaby.
He opens his eyes and looks in his arms.
Panicked Min Yoongi clutches Jimin's waist tighter terrified and brings his free hand towards his husband's beauty.
"Baby??!"
He slurs , softly barely a whisper but Jimin who heard it clearly was no longer alive.
Yoongi started massaging Jimin's cheek bone lovingly like Jimin is the most fragile rose , thinking his baby is having a thrilling dream.
Jimin tries to keep his emotions on the bay and take quick full breaths.
'I need to act , I can't disappoint dad (Kim SeokJin).' He tells himself before cutely rubbing his eyes with his small fist.
Yoongi gets alerted that his consort is soon going to wake up he settles and pulls Jimin closer to his warm body , not wanting to lose the snuggy feeling.
Jimin scoots closer wanting to devour heartily at the moment.
But failing to remember his husband is weary.
Small snores from Yoongi reminded him he has to make Yoongi eat , he doesn't have any knowledge whether his husband ate lunch or not.
He hastily tried to free himself from his hubby's strong warm hold.
He snatched his phone from beside the table messily as he was just able to lose the grip on his waist.
After looking at the time he was agitated , it's fucking 2am in the morning.
He turned to his fluffy pale cat , god this man is a magician.
He always melt him like fucking butter.
He rubbed his husband's cheeks lightly , when scenarios from a few seconds earlier started playing in his giddy brain.
"Come on let's make him eat."
He feather kissed his husband's cheek and the hum in return was enough for him to smile like a creepy person.
He removed his cat's arm from his waist softly to not wake him up and paddled quietly towards the kitchen.
Instead of heating the food he invested his 30 minutes to make a light tasty edible dish.
When he returned to his room with food , he placed the food on the couch table and shifted all the clothes in the wardrobe , he has so much labour for tomorrow.
Sighing , he moved towards the bed to wake his husband , his heart twisted in a billion ways , seeing his husband sleeping like a fluffy kid.
He mentally prepares himself.
'You need to wake him up Jimin , food is getting cold.'
"Yoonie!!"
After lightly shaking Yoongi , he took back the same path for the tray on the couch table , and balanced it while moving towards Yoongi's side of the bed.
"Yoongi , you need to eat."
He settles himself at the edge of bed , with the tray on his lap.
"Yoongi , please."
He again shakes him.
Yoongi groans , whining.
A little more whining and pleading of wake up , rubbing his eyes Yoongi is groggyly settling up with the support of the headboard.
"Hmmm??"
Jimin just pushed a morsel towards his mouth.
Yoongi was going to question but seeing the time and the aroma of the food it made him quite open his mouth.
The sad look in his husband's eyes made him alert.
"You ate??"
He noiselessly questioned.
He very well knew that the answer was no , but Jimin didn't reply and continued feeding him like an angry mother.
"Jimin?"
He sounded stern and pushed his hand seeking for Jimin's shoulder , but an eerie glare made him pull back his hand gulping hard.
"You care??? , Weren't you the one who said 'Go back'??
Jimin said the last part whimpering , trying to keep his emotions on check but failing miserably his feelings were all over the place remembering that morning.
Yoongi looked down feeling messed up and guilty all over again, opening his mouth when another mouthful was pushed in his direction.
He remembers shouting at his employees for no reason and then apologising later , he was damn inflamed on himself that day.
The bowls soon were empty , Jimin was shuffling to leave the position , when he heard Yoongi whispering.
"Did you feed me only half a bowl?"
Jimin looks at him mouth agape.
"That was two bowls."
Retorting urgently , nervously his husband wasn't full.
Yoongi looked up at him with his wide cat-like eyes.
"Ohh."
He says softly.
"Tomorrow is your day off and I want you to be present before 10 from the day after tomorrow."
Jimin says frowning taking steps towards the exit of their room.
Yoongi shambles.
"Jimin please don't act like a typ-."
Said person turns jarringly and harshly glares at him.
"Okay."
Yoongi slowly whispers looking at the tray in Jimin's hand , following him out of their room door.
"At least eat , what Mr.Kim (Kim SeokJin) ate when you were in his womb."
Jimin didn't reply and took steps to the kitchen, Yoongi closely followed behind with invisible sway of his tail.
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Author h..............
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It's clearly there in tags and story description this book contains male pregnancy.
I forgot to point out maybe , this story would be in narrators pov.
I'm not sorry, university addmissions and taking troll on me , *sighs*.
I desperately want to update my first book , god. The blue print is ready for that story (In my mind😑 lmao).
But , I think I'd like to complete this book first , that book is too~ dear to me , hence asks my complete devotion.
This book contains less chapters than my first one , so I don't know just thinking.
I think taekook would have reallyxD small part in this book.
You can say , if I'm repeating any of their pictures, I have like tons due to my ig account........YOU GOT ME.