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“Don't lie to me,” Jimin whispers, his throat closing in around those words, “don't you dare lie to me. Beautiful?” he snorts, “more beautiful than those omegas you surround yourself with? Don't sugarcoat things for me, okay?” In his rage, Jimin tugs at the strings that keep the robe together. The silk material falls around his feet, leaving his bare for the alpha's eyes. “Look at me!” Jimin thunders.
“Go on,” Jimin hisses, his vision starting to blur, “tell me how nothing changed. How I am just the same as I used to be. Go on. Recite those stupid lines-” “So much changed,” Yoongi murmurs, taking Jimin's hands in his and gently guiding him back to the mirror. He makes Jimin stand in front of the mirror, and he stands behind Jimin. Both of them look at Jimin through the mirror.
Yoongi's hands rest on the curves of Jimin's waist. He presses himself up against Jimin's back, talking near Jimin's ear. “You carried two pups in you,” Yoongi whispers, “you were put through so much tension, so many hardships and this body endured it all,” Yoongi kisses Jimin's bare shoulder, “it changed to carry out the responsibility it was given. I won't tell you how you should feel about your body, blossom, but I feel so thankful and proud.”
“The dark-circles around your eyes, the marks on your face, tell me the sleepless nights and worries you went through that I couldn't share with you,” Yoongi's voice wavers, “worse, I added to it. The added weight is normal for a person carrying two pups. The scar…” Yoongi's eyes trail over the scar, “it speaks of the literal battle you went through and won, blossom. What are you ashamed of?”
“That is me being neutral and speaking facts, by the way,” Yoongi squeezes Jimin's hips, “if I speak my mind,” the alpha's pheromones burst around them, those eyes intense on Jimin, “you have no idea how beautiful you look right now. You have no idea how much I want you. I want to kiss all the marks on your body, and,” Yoongi buries his face into Jimin's neck, “leave marks all over your thighs. I want you so bad, it's driving me nuts here.”
“Every time I look at you, my hands itch with the need to hold you, squeeze your hips while I fu-” Jimin closes his eyes, “shut up.” Yoongi leaves open-mouth kisses on Jimin's bare shoulder, “you are driving me crazy here, blossom.” Jimin shivers, feeling the alpha's moist lips over his skin. He blinks, looking at the mirror again. Yoongi's eyes meet his through the mirror.
Yoongi's lips curve upwards, “you are the most beautiful person I know, blossom. Maybe now my feelings for you coats my judgement, but I am not lying. When I first saw you in that warehouse, I was mesmerized. I had no need to keep you in Jin's house when I could have sent you to a public hospital and be done with it.”
“One look at you and I couldn't send you away,” Yoongi murmurs, “I never paid attention to any omega until you. You were so fierce, so graceful, so beautiful, I was caught in your spell since day one. I thought my feelings will change with time, but, turns out, you kept getting prettier, and I kept falling.” Jimin ducks his head, “you know how to smooth talk. I will give you that.”
Yoongi turns Jimin to face him, “I know, these doubts won't clear from your head just with my words, but I will keep saying it. I will keep telling you how beautiful you are and how much I love you. So, one day you can't run from it and accept my words.” Jimin's chest feels tight, “I want to get into the post-partum counselling. I want to overcome these thoughts and worries.”
Yoongi gives a small smile with a nod, “you can ask Tae to hook you up with someone trustworthy.” Jimin blows out a sigh, “I will,” he wraps his arms around Yoongi, resting his head on Yoongi's chest, “I want to get over these thoughts and also,” he closes his eyes, “talk about my entire pregnancy. It wasn't an ideal situation, to say the least. I want to heal from it and not let those negative thoughts cloud my future.”
Yoongi kisses the top of Jimin's head, “you are so brave for seeking that solution, blossom.” Jimin looks up at Yoongi, “I want to do this right, alpha, you are joining me too,” he offers a tentative smile to Yoongi, “for our future, I want both of us to heal before we face all these situations all over again.” Yoongi's heart comes to a screeching halt, “all these situations…?”
Jimin's eyes roam over Yoongi's face, “I want to marry you properly some day,” his voice cracks, “I want to experience a peaceful pregnancy some day too. We need to talk about all this before we move forward. If you don't want-” “Yes!” Yoongi nods eagerly with glossy eyes, “yes, I want that too. All of that. Whatever you said.”
Jimin cups Yoongi's face, pulling him down for a kiss with a smile. “Then, we got to start healing from our pasts,” he whispers against Yoongi's lips, “because, some day, I want to do this all with you again.” Yoongi kisses Jimin again, nodding against the omega's lips, “okay. Yeah. We will work on ourselves from here on and when we think the time is right, we will plan it all this time.”
Yoongi reaches for the closet where Jimin keeps his t-shirts. He helps Jimin into one, and they walk out in the bedroom. As Jimin lies, his head resting on Yoongi's chest, Yoongi's arm wrapped around him, he feels much better. Yoongi pulls the blanket over them as they talk in a low voice between them.
— “This is a gift from uncle hobi!” Hoseok grins while holding out a box where the chains with the sun pendants rest, “he kept it with him for so damn long!” It's the sip and see for the pups, where Yoongi and Jimin invited the close circle of theirs to introduce their pups officially.
Jimin picks up the chains and makes the pups wear them as Hoseok hovers over them excitedly. “Look at them!” Hoseok sniffles, “oh, god, so beautiful!” “Is he going to cry again?” Taehyung whines, “god, hyung, stop crying every time you see the babies!”
“Welcome to the family,” Jin holds out a box that has gold anklets for the pups. He smiles when the pups wear those, kicking their feet. “I got nothing for you two,” Jungkook boops their noses, “but, thanks for taking the title of the 'youngest of the family,' away from me. Finally!”
“There's no way a sap like you didn't get them anything,” Taehyung eyes the alpha, “come on, out with it.” Jungkook's cheeks are dusted pink as he glares at Taehyung before he gets up on his feet and leaves the room. He comes back with a small paperbag. “I don't know how they turned out,” Jungkook says, glaring at Jimin, “but, make fun of them and I will-” “You will what?” Jimin reaches to tug Jungkook's ear, “hmm?” Jungkook shrugs, “take it back.” Yoongi laughs, “what is it?”
Jimin pulls out two woollen onesies, “wha-” “I knitted them myself,” Jungkook grumbles, face red, as he frowns at them, “they are not perfect-” “This fucking piece of sap-” Taehyung hides his face into his hands. Jimin gapes at the onesies and back at Jungkook. Yoongi stares, sharing the same look with Jin, Namjoon and Hoseok.
“They are perfect!” Jimin whispers, clutching them to himself, “you, little genius. They are perfect!” “You knitted them?” Yoongi stares. “Yeah!” Jungkook bobs his head, “you taught me-” “You know how to knit?!” Jimin gasps. Taehyung hums, “yeah, hyung would make jumpers for us.” Yoongi fumbles, cheeks as pink and Jungkook's, “well, it has been ages-”