did I just take a month hiatus to figure out a plot for this story so I could end it better than I did kpop and chill?? why yES I did, thanks for asking. anyway I'm back a little better and ready to give y'all the plot you deserve
also fanart by cornelius's biggest fangirl, aka; @Hekatee !! thank you so much it's so cute

- also lmao real quick. I'm pissed. there's someone (not naming names) who is ripping off this story. same name. same coupling. it's not written enough for me to call plagiarism but I'm still pissed off. It's not that fucking hard to come up with your own goddamn ideas. If any of you happen to find "little space" and want to say something, go ahead, but I'm going to wait to call bullshit until I find out if they're going to copy me word for word.

"Can I ride in the cart, Daddy?" Jimin asked, staring down at the basket hopefully. He was standing in front of Yoongi, chest pressed to the push bar on the cart while Yoongi caged him in, arms around his smaller frame as he walked behind him, kind of awkwardly since he had to step around Jimin's small feet.

"No, baby, you have to walk." Yoongi replied, reaching past Jimin to grab a few packs of ramen off the shelf. Jimin pouted slightly, hugging Cornelius to his chest and leaning his head on Yoongi's bicep. Yoongi smiled down at him and continued pushing the cart, Jimin's free hand coming up to rest over his own.

Jimin happily played with his fingers while Yoongi filled the shopping cart with snacks and drinks. Yoongi rested his chin on top of Jimin's head and the younger boy giggled to himself, hands tightening around Cornelius happily.

"Hey, baby, let go I forgot chicken nuggets. I'll be right back." Yoongi kissed the top of Jimin's head and walked away, leaving Jimin to play with Cornelius and stand in the middle of the aisle. People shoved past him and Jimin pouted as he moved to the side, still focused on his bear rather than the group of boys staring at him oddly from the other end of the aisle.

Jimin stared at the cart, debating if Yoongi would make him get out of it when he came back. His thought process was abruptly cut off when a boy appeared in front of him, probably a whole foot taller than him. Jimin shrank into himself, hands tightening around Cornelius.

The boy looked at Jimin like he was a little crazy, before reaching over and plucking the bear right out of Jimin's hands. Jimin opened his mouth to protest, but all that came out was a pitiful whimper. Jimin clutched at the cart handle and waited for the boy to give him his bear back.

"A stuffed animal?" The boy asked, pulling and prodding at Cornelius's arms. Jimin bit his bottom lip to keep it from trembling. "Aren't you a little old for stuffed bears?"

"G-give him back." Jimin said weakly, reaching out one hand for his bear. The boy laughed and pulled harshly at one of the bear's ears.

"Him? Does he have a name?" Jimin trembled where he stood, hands viscously tight around the cart. There was a pressure at the back of his eyes and he tried to force himself into big space so he could tell the kid to fuck off without breaking the rules, but the boy's fierce glare only makes his feel littler, and his knees knock together.

"Hey, Jimin– hey, what the fuck." Yoongi appeared behind him and Jimin shook into his side. Yoongi's eyebrows where pulled together as he took in the scene unfolding before him. "Who the fuck are you? Why do have Jimin's bear?"

"C-can we go?" Jimin asked, eyes teary. Yoongi nodded before looking back at the boy.

"Give him the bear." Yoongi practically growled and Jimin held out his hand, and the boy dropped Cornelius into it, and somehow between the strangers fingers and Jimin's palm, Cornelius's right arm fell sadly from his body to the ground.

"Oh." Jimin squeaked, before reaching down and picking it up. He looked down at the bear sadly for a second, before looking up at Yoongi with a watery expression. "Can we leave now, please hyung."

Yoongi nodded, one hand taking hold of Jimin's shaking one, the other coming up to shove the boy's chest. "You know what they did to bastard's like you in the olden days? They burned them at the fucking stake. Come on, Jimin."

Yoongi pulled Jimin out of the grocery store, and only when they hit the sidewalk did Jimin let himself break down, full on sobbing as he threw himself into Yoongi's arms. Yoongi sighed and wrapped his arms around the younger boy, letting him sob into his short and rub snot on his shoulder.

"E-e-everything i-is ruined!" Jimin sobbed, his hands gripping the front of Yoongi's shirt tightly. Cornelius was smashed in between them, and Yoongi could feel where his right arm was just a stub.

"Don't worry, Jiminie, Seokie can fix it, okay? We'll go see him right now." Yoongi tried to console him, but Jimin wasn't having any of it as he clutched onto Yoongi's shirt and cried into his neck. "Baby, baby it's okay, we can get him fixed up perfect, okay? Can you stop crying for me?"

Jimin pulled back from Yoongi's neck and Yoongi took the top of his sleeve and wiped away the tears and snot from Jimin's face. Yoongi held him with one arm and fished his phone out of his pocket with the other.

"Hello?" Hoseok asked, and Yoongi could hear the sleep in his voice. It was just past two, and if Yoongi had been thinking he would have remembered it was Taehyung's nap time.

"Hey, sorry, we have a problem. Can you see more than just buttons?" Yoongi asked, glancing down at Jimin, who was holding Cornelius sadly in his hands.

"Yeah, of course. Did Jimin do something? Is he okay? Are you coming over right now?" Yoongi could hear shuffling and Taehyung's muffled, where going? Nap time. as Hoseok (assumedly) crawled out of bed.

"Yeah, we're coming now. And Jimin just had a little incident at the grocery store. We'll be there in ten." Yoongi hung up and shoved his phone back into his pocket. Jimin was still sniffly and Yoongi pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "Don't worry, Jimin. Seokie will fix him up good as new."

Jimin sniffed again and looked up at Yoongi, eyes puffy and red. Yoongi had the sudden urge to wrap him in a blanket and feed him snacks and never take him out into cruel world again, but stamped it down.

Yoongi helped Jimin into the car, even clicked his belt so Jimin didn't have to put Cornelius down. Yoongi kissed his forehead before climbing into his side of the car and starting towards Hoseok's. When they arrived, Taehyung opened the door with a grin on his face and pulled Jimin inside.

"It's okay, Jiminie! I break my toys all the time, Daddy Seokie will fix him up good as new!" Taehyung reassured. His hair was still messed up from his nap, his words slurred sleepily, but Jimin smiled nonetheless and handed Cornelius gingerly to Yoongi.

"Be careful," Jimin said, and after Yoongi nodded Jimin pouted his lips, eyes silently asking for a kiss. Yoongi laughed and pecked his mouth before moving to the kitchen, where Hoseok was busy threading a needle. An assortment of threads and stuffing were on the table in front of him, and when Yoongi laid the bear down Hoseok winced.

"So, I'm guessing this wasn't Jimin's fault?" Hoseok asked, taking some stuffing and shoving it into the bear's arm. Yoongi sighed and sat down at the table across from Hoseok.

"Some asshole at the grocery store, I wasn't there and I didn't ask Jimin what happened. But I swear to god, Hoseok, I almost killed him." Yoongi said, angrily picking at some stuffing on the table. Initially he'd been worried that someone was flirting with Jimin, and even though they hadn't really made their relationship official, it started a fire in Yoongi's stomach. Then when he saw how scared Jimin was his first instinct was to protect, and then when Cornelius's arm fell off, it took everything in Yoongi not to lurch forward and knock the guy's teeth out.

"Well, on the bright side," Hoseok said, voice light and airy, a start contrast to Yoongi's pissed off growl, "this won't be that hard to fix. Pretty much a clean tear, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Okay," Yoongi said, and it felt like a weight had been taken off of him. At least he hadn't lied to Jimin when he said everything would be okay. "Okay, good. Thank you so much, Hoseok."

Hoseok smiled a little, and Yoongi narrowed his eyes at him. "He's melted your little cold heart, hyung. It's cute." Yoongi rolled his eyes and Hoseok went back to stitching the arm back on Cornelius. Yoongi could hear Jimin and Taehyung shrieking in the other room, and Yoongi smiled to himself. Something about the whole situation made him feel strangely domestic, and it brought a smile to Yoongi's face.

"Daddy!" Jimin yelled, tumbling into the kitchen, Taehyung hot on his heels. Jimi flung himself into Yoongi's lap and latched onto his neck. "Daddy's base!" Jimin said, sticking his tongue out. Taehyung pouted and Jimin smiled triumphantly.

"It's okay, Angel, come here." Hoseok said, patting his lap. Taehyung crawled into his lap and laid his head on Hoseok's shoulder. Hoseok turned Cornelius around and showed him to Jimin. "Is this good, Jiminie?"

Jimin nodded and reached out for his bear, nearly falling off Yoongi's lap in the process. Yoongi held onto his waist as Jimin took Cornelius out of Hoseok's grasp. Yoongi poked his hip. "What do you say, baby?"

"Thank you, Seokie." Jimin mumbled, then he folded deeper into Yoongi's lap, fingers playing with the ears on his bear. Yoongi just held him, staring down at the top of Jimin's fluffy head, and he smiled to himself. He glanced up at Hoseok, who was staring at him, Cheshire Cat like grin on his face.

You're so whipped. He mouthed, resting his cheek on Taehyung's head. Taehyung giggles and leant back into his chest.

Fuck off. Like you aren't. Yoongi mouthed back, and Hoseok laughed, hiding his face his Taehyung's hair. Yoongi leant his head back against the chair, jumping slightly when he felt Jimin kiss his jaw.

"Love you." Jimin said, and Yoongi smiled down at him, placing a kiss on his nose.

"Love you too, baby. Are you sleepy? You look tired. You can sleep in daddy's lap if you want." Jimin nodded and curled into Yoongi's chest. Yoongi patted down his hair and hugged him tighter, resting his forehead against Jimin's hair.

Hoseok was right. He was so fucking whipped.