Though his daddy had read him a bedtime story, placed a glass of water on the bedside table and given him a goodnight kiss, Jimin couldn't stop the fear creeping up his spine and curling his toes.
Earlier a quiet thumb had echoed trough the room, snapping the boy out of his light slumber. Since then Jimin swore he could hear all kinds of noises from under the bed - cracking, shuffling, knocking, breathing, shuffling, rumbling, scratching - which only caused him to hide more under the comfort of his safe blanket, shaking hands holding onto Floor for dear life while he tried to keep his ragged breathing as low as possible.
The air under the comforter was starting to get stuffy and hot, his Mickey Mouse pjs sticking to his sweaty body and getting damp themselves.
Jimin decided to take the risk and stick his head out from under the blanket, just to have a quick look around.
"It's ok Floor", he whispered, clumsily stroking the stuffed zebra's head.
"You don't have to be scared, Jiminie will protect you."
The boy feared that, as soon as he would come out from his hideout, the scary monsters that had been keeping him up all night would appear from the darkness and bite off his head.
Or worse, Floor's head.
He blindly groped for the pacifier that had to be lying around somewhere, careful not to stick his hand outside. It took him a while but he eventually found it (it had been right under his pillow all this time), quickly slipping it between his lips and suckling. The soother calmed him immediately, the soft plastic in his mouth simply bringing a sense of safety.
"Ok Floor", he lisped from under the shield.
"I'll go out now. If I don't make it back inside - tell dada I loved him."
The silver haired boy put Floor safely to the side, placing a last kiss onto the zebra's nose and wished him farewell before grabbing the blanket and slowly pulling it off his face.
He was greeted by darkness, the only light in the room being the Batman night light next to his door. So far everthing seemed alright, his head was still attached to his body so Jimin risked it to pull the covers all the way down to his hips. He could hear his heart beat pounding in his ears as he carefully sat up - another rustle made him still, ears strained to notice any kind of further noise. But nothing. He took a deep breath and exhaled shakily, horrible images of terrifying monsters that would eat him, Floor and his daddy alive flashing trough his mind.
"I'm n-not scared", he whimpered into the darkness, biting down on the pacifier harshly.
"I-If you try to eat me I'll tell my daddy..!"
It followed silence, so Jimin assumed the monsters must've got scared by his threat. He held onto the matress tightly and shuffled a bit so he could easily look under the bed.
1.. 2.. 3!
A piercing scream rung trough the flat, alarming Yoongi who had been watching telly. Mere seconds later a bawling Jimin came running trough the door, loud wails shaking his body.
"Oh my", the man muttered worriedly, scooping up the crying boy and sitting him down in his lap.
"What's up bug, what's wrong?"
Fat tears pooled out of the younger's squeezed shut eyes, snot already collecting at the tip of his nose as he clung to his caregiver's shirt.
"Shh I got you", Yoongi mumbled into Jimin's silver hair, softly rocking them back and forth in a calming manner.
"Daddy's here, it's alright baby. It's alright."
His heart stung at the wrecked sight of his little boy. Hiar messed up and all over the place, eyes red and swollen from crying and his shoulder shook with every sob that stroke trough his little body.
"Don't cry honey, I got you. Daddy's got you", Yoongi mumbled all over again, his voice deep and soothing as he caressed the younger's cheeks fondly, using his sleeve to wipe away the tears and snot.
It took him a while but Jimin finally managed to calm down, only sniveling a bit.
"So Min, what's wrong?", his caregiver asked, brushing few strands of hair from his forehead.
"T-There's a monster u-under my bed", the younger hiccuped, voice small and frightened.
(A/N: "Annyeonghaseyo everybody this is Rap monster from BTS, hello")
Yoongi raised his eyebows in wonder.
"A monster?"
Jimin just nodded his head, a cute pout gracing his soft features.
"It was huge and dark and scary!"
"Oh really?", his hyung chuckled, not being able to hide the amusement laced in his voice.
"Yes, really!"
"Alright I believe you bug", he smiled and petted his dongsaeng's hair. "Shall I check then?"
The little nodded once again, getting up and grasping his daddy's hand tightly.
They entered the room and turned on the lights. Jimin hid behind his daddy, squeezing his hand even tighter. Yoongi returned the gesture before letting go entirely in order to crouch down and take a look underneath the bed. He squinted his eyes in order to see what had made his little boy so upset, arm stretching out.
Jimin watched with wary eyes as his caregiver looked and reached underneath the bed - but suddenly he heard his daddy scream, his arm getting pulled underneath the bed.
"Dada!", he cried fearfully, latching onto the older's leg to protect him.
Loud laughter filled the room and Yoongi sat back up, a gummy smile on his face.
"I'm kidding Jimin, I'm kidding!", he chuckled, feeling a tiny bit guilty for scaring his little like that. But all chuckling faded once he noticed the fresh tears pool out of Jimin's eyes and drop from his chin.
Min Yoongi you moron.
It took a string of apologies and lots of forehead kisses to gain Jimin's forgiveness back (plus he'd bribed Jimin with pancakes for breakfast).
"B-But what was the scary monster under my bed that I saw?", the lad sniveled, wiping his snotty nose with the sleeve of his pj shirt.
"Oh", Yoongi said and reached underneath the bed, grabbing something.
"You mean Honeypoosugarpie?"
The stuffed lion seemed to look at Jimin with guilty eyes as it was trapped in Yoongi's hand.
"But the noises..?"
"Jimin, Honeypoosugarpie is a very old music box. Those sometimes make weird noises, it must be rusty after all these years."
The rest must've been the younger's imagination running wild.
"Oh.."
Yoongi smiled and stroke Jimin's cheek lovingly.
"Don't worry. Even if there's monsters, daddy will chase them away. Like the sickies. I managed to chase them away in the end, didn't I?"
The younger nodded approvingly, cuddling into his caregiver's chest.
"I trust you dada."
"You wanna go back to sleep now bug?"
Another nod from Jimin had Yoongi get up, ready to place the younger back into his bed.
"S-Sleep with you tonight?", the little asked hopefully, eyes averted to the ground shyly.
A large smile stretched the producer's lips and a warm feeling bloomed in his chest.
"Of course."
He got up, trying his best to keep the younger steady in his grip and made his way into the hallway, directly to his own room.
"Dada?", another shy whisper reached the blonde's ears.
"Hm?"
"Can.. Can I have my", a rosy blush spread on Jimin's cheeks, wandering all the way up to the tips of his ears, "bottle?"
He added a barely audible please.
The older couldn't hide his surprise. Until now, his little boy had never asked for his bottle before.
"You want your bottle?"
"F-For sleeps.."
Yoongi smiled fondly.
"Alright."
A couple of minutes later both men (and Floor) lay in Yoongi's comfortable bed, snuggled up.
Jimin suckled contently (and still a tad bit shyly) on the bottle, tiny fingers tracing the shapes of Winnie the Pooh, Tigger and Piglet on the front while his daddy watched him fonldy, combing one hand trough the silver locks while the other was wrapped protectively around the smaller's waist.
Yoongi watched enchantedly how the younger's eyelids seemed to get heavier with every time he blinked, the way his softly suckling lips slowed down and came to a halt and finally how his head lulled to the side, onto his daddy's chest. His caregiver smiled, carefully taking the bottle from Jimin's grasp and putting it to the side before lying back down and wrapping the boy in his arms, placing a soft peck onto the crown of his head and eventually falling into a deep slumber himself.
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