Jinmin

Jin picks up his phone after just getting home. He had Jimin clinging to his body. "J-J-Jin l-lockd-down," he looked at the caller ID.

"Taehyung?"

"Yuh Yoongi was stabbed and I put us on lockdown," he shuddered taking a deep breath.

"Okay get a towel and apply pressure to the wound and keep him alive until I get there," Jin clicked the phone off. "Baby, Daddy has to leave right now. I love you," Jin pecked his lips and ran out the door.

Jiminie sat on the floor beside the front door silently playing with his shoelaces. He thought about how his daddy was never home and how he just left him. He threw the shoe at the door "stupid daddy," he pulled at his own hair smacking himself a few times in the head.

"Hates me," he mumbled getting up and walking to his room before storming out and gathering all of his things bringing them back to his room.

"Daddy doesn't have baby den," he said cleaning his room the way he liked. His toys neatly in his tubs.

He cried on his bed a few hours upset that he was alone and had not gotten dinner. He ate out of the fruit basket that Jin had let him eat for snacks picking at the orange because it was nasty.

He used to say 'find someone who will peel your orange for you' because that is real love because peeling oranges is the worst.

On the other side, Jin had raced out of the house not thinking of anything besides getting to his friend before it was too late. He knew that Taehyung had training, but he wouldn't be able to think straight with it being Yoongi.

On the drive up the mountain, he called Jungkook. He answered breathlessly "hello?"

"Yoongi's been stabbed," he said gripping the wheel tightly "I'm on my way up there to help. Taehyung isn't the best right now,"

"You sure he was stabbed. Yoongi told me he was taking a few drugs too often, wonder if he got himself some hard shit," Jungkook asked, he heard whining from the other end of the line.

"I'll call you after I get there," he said.

"K,"

Jin tossed the phone to the side sighing. The man could have at least shown some sympathy for his childhood best friend.

He made the drive quick speeding past the speed limit signs and cars. He made it up the isolated mountain quickly halting his car and throwing it in park yanking the keys out and running to the door with the emergency kit under his arm. He secretly entered the key that only he knew from the outside of the apartment and walked into the living room and the door automatically closed and would stay closed until Taehyung or Yoongi opened them.

He saw Taehyung crouched over his body. He went over crouching on the other side quickly pulling away Taehyung's hand to access the situation.

He saw that Yoongi was still conscious. "Taehyung call Jungkook,"

"But--,"

"Go," Seokjin said sternly.

The younger boy left. "So nothing internally damaged, lucky you gained a bit of weight out here," he said "hopefully," he quietly murmured.

"What do you mean hopefully?" he grunted.

"It isn't a spot where he should be able to hit stuff, but just to make sure I can ultrasound it," he reaches into the bag and pulls it out looking around for a plugin.

"Behind you," Yoongi grits out.

After getting the small machine (that costed half a fortune to make and buy) he stopped up a bit of the blood that slowed and softly looked around in his tummy.

"I'm always right," Jin said happily putting it away. Taehyung came back in with his ear pressed to the phone.

"He wants to talk to Yoongi," he slowly says slinking down beside his head and holding the phone close to his ear.

"Jungkook,"

Jin got some disinfectant and poured it into the wound making Yoongi hiss while he recalled the story to Jungkook.

Because he didn't have severe internal damage and the gash was shallow he prepared for stitches. "Don't have any numbing agents," he told Tae who took Yoongi's hand.

"Yeah, he called Taehyung a fox...Fuck!" he gritted his teeth squeezing Taehyung's hand making him flinch.

"Sorry, Jin started fucking stitching me without warning," he breathed.

He casually started sewing him up thinking about a funny movie where one guy got stitches in the shape of a lightning bolt. He chuckled pulling the skin together. Jimin would have found it cool if he made it a shape...wait maybe not while he is all bloody.

He finished and Yoongi looked down at his few stitches hanging up the phone. "We'll call a meeting with everyone. Decide what to do," Jin said carrying Yoongi to bed.

Taehyung followed him that's when he realized just how fucked up Tae looked. His eyes dusted over with almost a cloud. He, nevertheless; diligently helped Yoongi change his shirt and take off his shoes.

"Will you be okay?... Keep on lockdown until further notice," Jin said ruffling the kid's hair.

Yoongi fell asleep turning away from Taehyung. Jin didn't comment on it smiling at him "call me if he doesn't keep it clean,"

After a few more words Taehyung let Jin out of the front door and quickly closed and locked it. Jin quickly made it to his car unlocking it and sliding in and leaving because the woods gave him creepy vibes at night.

It was around one in the morning when he made it back to his house. He silently made it into the house and locked up. All of the lights were on so he went from room to room shutting them off noting that Chim had picked up, such a good boy.

He went to their bed only to see it empty. He went to Jiminie's private room where a little bed was placed.

Empty. He went back through the house freaked out because of what had been happening recently.

He sighed in relief when he saw his baby asleep in the kitchen chair with a half-peeled orange.

He immediately felt guilty because he had forgotten that in little space Jimin doesn't go into the kitchen unless Jin goes with him.

Rummaging through the fridge he heated up leftovers for the both of them and setting them on the table.

Slowly he shook the little up "hey baby, I heated you some food up," he kissed his forehead as he woke up.

"Okay," he mumbled stretching. He reached for the spoon and bowl of soup. Jin sat beside him "I'm sorry I forgot to get you dinner, baby,"

"I understand," Jimin said looking at Jin. He didn't wake up little. Jin kissed his cheek again.

"I love you," he told his boyfriend.

"Love you," Jimin sleepily replied. Jin lived for either space the boy was in.

He ate his own food and they both went to their room. Jimin was more awake wanting to spend quality time with Jin because you never know what tomorrow brings.

Jin snuggled against his neck after turning the lights off. "I'm such a bad boyfriend,"

"Yeah, but I love you anyways," Jimin giggles "Just kidding you're the best,"

Jin snorted against his side spooning him "I try...but this job is hard,"

"I always have to tell you that I knew what I was getting into and that I don't want out," Jimin sighed rolling over in his lover's arms placing a kiss on his lips softly "I love you,"

"You're too good for me," Jin mumbled.

"Let's talk about something else," Jiminie said playing with the back of Jin's soft hair.

"Like what?"

"Hmmm, all of the things you don't tell me when I'm little," Jimin said resting his head on his older boyfriend's chest, the sheets crackling against them.

"I was jealous as hell when you sat on Jungkook's lap half-naked," Jin said.

Jimin hit him playfully "It wasn't my fault Joon left me on the ground crying," he missed this.

"He called me the day after to complain that your baby powder stained his clothes," Jin chuckles.

Jimin laughed along with him "he's such a mess,"

"Tell that to his little arrogant ass," Jin sighed kissing Jimin again.

"Anything else?" Jimin asked softly trailing his gaze down to his plush lips.

"How much I wanted to touch you like a big boy," Jin hummed.

"Uh huh," Jimin asked.

"And having to hold myself back from wrecking your little self," he said leaning in to kiss Jimin properly with tongue and saliva.

He rolled over on his back sitting up as Jimin crawled over top. He sweetly kissed his lover silly. It was like a drug and they (especially Jin) had been waiting.

Jimin straddled him kissing his jaw and neck leaving marks of his own. He was always the one to have them because a nice make-out session was all that Jin would give him in little space.

Reattaching their plump and moistened lips Jimin found his hands holding them in his own against his their chests. He giggled pulling back to gaze into each other's eyes despite the dark room they could see each other perfectly.

"Oh, Jimin you're so perfect," Jin lovingly sighed.

"You're perfect too," Jimin replied kissing him deeply again letting go of his hands. He let them wander to Jimin's plush bottom and squeezed them through the fabric of the thin pajamas. Gripping his hands he urged Jimin to start grinding, he does so sensually biting Jin's lip.

//

They lie in between silk sheets tainted with sweat and cum starring at the ceiling panting. Jimin had kept their hands connected nearly the entire time and wasn't planning on letting go anytime soon.

Jimin looked over at the clock at 3 a.m. he sighed rolling over to his boyfriend who was spread out over the blankets he placed his damp face against the rising and falling chest.

"I love you," he murmured getting comfy enough to fall asleep.

"And I love you," Jin responded kissing the top of his head starting to get up.

"No stay," he whined clinging to him.

"I have to clean us up," Jin said softly.

"Let's just sleep in it, we can clean it in the morning," Jimin said.

Little did he know that Jin would have to leave in only a few hours and would come back to a little space ChimChim naked with dried cum on his chest.