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Jimin was bundled up in his oversized sweater, his small red nose poking out from above his sweater and under the hat atop of his head. His small stature was amplified by the alpha that was next to him. Even in the back of the taxi, Jimin couldn’t help the shivers that ran through him due to the cold weather. He sniffled just a bit before rubbing his nose.
“Are you cold baby?” Yoongi turned to his omega and re-adjusted his scarf around his neck making sure that he was warm enough.
Jimin swatted his hand away. “No, I’m fine, it’s just nerves.” Yoongi squinted at him, not quite believing him.
“What could you be nervous about?” The plastic bag crinkled in his hand, causing Jimin to glare at him and the pregnancy test in the bag. Yoongi rolled his eyes at his omega’s antics. “Baby, you have no reason to be nervous, if it’s positive, then its positive and there’s nothing wrong with that.”
Jimin softly smiled at how sweet his mate was being before he realized the enormity of the situation. “We would have to tell our family tomorrow.” Jimin’s eyes went wide, reality hitting him. Yoongi turned to him quickly and they just stared at each other for a second.
“Shit.” Yoongi would be of no help, Jimin ran his hands down his face in despair.
*~*~*
Yoongi tapped his foot as he paced back and forth in front of the bathroom door. He nibbled on his left thumb, his nerves going haywire.
“You know, I can feel you pacing outside the door?” Jimin’s voice sounded muffled through the wood.
“I’m sorry Sunshine, I can’t help it, the suspense is killing me.” Yoongi banged his head on the bathroom door.
“Well it’s killing me even more.” Jimin cracked the door, peeking at Yoongi through the crack. “All we have to do is wait.”
Taking in the worried expression of his mate, Yoongi’s features softened. “Sweetheart, no matter what happens, I’ll be here and we will deal with it together, okay?” Yoongi smiled sweetly at Jimin, the love of his life.
Jimin slammed the door in his face. Yoongi blinked and rolled his eyes, amused.
“You can’t get rid of me that easy sweetheart!” Yoongi yelled through the door and he smiled when he heard Jimin giggle.
The next time that Jimin opened the door it was only for a second and something small and plastic dropped on the floor. Yoongi could hear Jimin slide down the other side of the door, while he picked the object up off the floor. It was the pregnancy test, and Yoongi was confused until he saw the results, two little lines; Jimin was pregnant.
“Jimin get your ass out here.” Yoongi calmly said through the door. Jimin opened the door without lifting his head, eyes to the floor. Jimin closed the door behind him and leaned against it. Yoongi could see the thin tear tracks across his face and his heart ached for his omega.
“Baby, look at me.” Yoongi lifted Jimin’s chin with his hands, brushing away any trace of tears. Yoongi looked into Jimin’s eyes with nothing but pure adoration. “I love you and now I also have someone else to love. I’m sorry but I hope you don’t mind that you’ll have to share my love with our baby.” Yoongi gummy smiled at Jimin while sliding down to leave little kisses all around Jimin’s tummy.
Jimin giggled at the ticklish feeling and to him, suddenly the idea of being a parent wasn’t so bad. He thought about how much he loved the man that was in front of him. He thought about how strong their relationship was. He thought of every single event that brought them to where they are today and he realized that he was no longer scared. He loves Yoongi with all of his heart and now, he has someone else to give his love to and he will never be afraid of that. Now he isn’t even afraid of telling their family.
Jimin pulled Yoongi back up, a soft smile on his face. “I love you so much, thank you for always being here for me, even now. You made me realize how ready we are to do this. We have a house, we have more than enough money, with our jobs, we have amazing supportive friends and family. Yoongi, I know that I am ready. Yoongi, I’m ready to raise this child with you.” Tears once again filled Jimin’s eyes, but for a different reason now. He was so happy.
*~*~*~*
The taxi pulled up to an apartment complex, the building looking a lot bigger with the complex Christmas decorations. Jimin looked at the building with a determination that Yoongi could feel in his mate’s aura. “I am so excited to see everyone! Even though we have a big announcement, I haven't seen everyone in so long. It's good to have them all in one place.” Jimin said, his cold cheeks tinged pink and a smile bright on his face. As they climbed out the taxi, Jimin tried to get all the presents out of the trunk.
“Min Jimin, if you don't let me take the presents for you, I will name our child Kanye.” Yoongi declared with a straight face, making Jimin drop everything and hold his tummy.
“HOW DARE YOU! We are naming our baby Taeyang obviously.” Jimin giggled at the bewildered look on Yoongi’s face. “Wait, what if it's a girl?”
“Then I'm naming it Jimin.” A shocked gasp came from Jimin’s mouth before he started giggling again.
“Just because my name can go both ways, we aren't doing that. No one needs another Min Jimin.” Jimin started his way up to the front of the building, Yoongi trailing behind him, arms full of presents.
“I wouldn't mind another one…” Yoongi mumbled from behind the mountain of presents in his arms. Jimin didn't reply but rolled his eyes.
At the front desk, Jimin told the lady at the front his name and she waved both of the men through to the elevator. As they boarded the elevator, Jimin gave Yoongi an evil eye, full of mischief.
“Hey, honey…” Jimin said sweetly and Yoongi grunted in acknowledgement. “Are those heavy?” From the corner of his eye, Yoongi looked at Jimin. The elevator doors closed behind them.
He was about to be honest, but his alpha took over, just like Jimin knew it would. “Nope. It's not heavy.” Yoongi said nonchalantly.
Jimin smirked and then as slow as he could while looking at Yoongi he reached for the buttons on the elevator to press the floor, number 24, the penthouse, and then he quickly pressed the rest of them. The elevator panel lit up so that it would stop at every floor. Yoongi's eyes widened and his jaw dropped before he glared at Jimin. The elevator beeped at the second floor while Yoongi just stared at his mate.
“Jimin you fucking brat!” Jimin just evilly giggled while holding his tummy. The elevator beeped at the third floor.
“Hey! No bad words around the baby! Also, that's what you get! I might be fucking pregnant but I can still carry shit.” Jimin stuck his tongue out in victory. Yoongi squinted at him. The elevator stopped at the fourth floor.
“How did I get stuck with not one, but two children? You do realize that you just said, like, five bad words-” Yoongi deadpanned when Jimin cut him off. The elevator stopped at the fifth floor.
“That's not fucking important.” Jimin waved him off while stealing about five presents off the top of the stack that Yoongi was carrying. The elevator stopped at the sixth floor. Jimin wiggled his butt at Yoongi.
“You're such a fucking ass. With a great ass. I hate that I love you.” His words were muttered with such fondness that Jimin couldn't even be mad. The elevator stopped at the seventh floor. Yoongi huffed, amused at his mate's actics. Even if Jimin was a brat, Yoongi wouldn't have it any other way. The two had been dating for four years since high school and had been mated and married for three. Even before they dated, they had grown up together. They had always been close and there wasn't anything that could separate them. Especially not an unexpected pregnancy. Yoongi smiled at his thoughts for a second before he heard the ding of the elevator, stopping at the fourteenth floor. He groaned and readjusted the mountain of presents he was carrying. He heard Jimin laugh again in response and take another two presents off the top.
Why did his mate have to be bratty and selfless? It was two whiplash traits that never failed to leave Yoongi breathless, both figuratively and literally. Jimin just had to buy everyone two or more gifts each. Some were heavier than others but all of them were labeled and wrapped carefully. Even if they were heavy, Yoongi was dedicated to make sure they got to their destination safely.
At the moment Yoongi could see three names on the presents staring back at him: Namjoon, Jungkook and Taehyung. The elevator dinged at the eighteenth floor. They were almost to the top and Yoongi felt relieved. Instead of the nervous energy that he expected to get the closer that they got to the top, Yoongi only felt comfort and he could tell that Jimin was feeling the same way. He softly smiled at his mate, taking in his small stature and confident aura. Jimin might be an omega but Yoongi had never met another person with such a firecracker personality. That is part of the reason that Yoongi had fallen in love in the first place, Jimin was perfectly capable of taking care of himself and he would never let Yoongi forget that. The elevator dinged at the twentieth floor.
“Hey Yoongi, I have a small plan to tell them. Just wait until everyone opens their presents and then I’ll tell them okay?” Jimin smiled sweetly at Yoongi, who nodded in affirmation. “Also, Yoongi I love you.” Yoongi’s heart warmed every single time he heard those words from Jimin.
“I love you too sunshine.” Yoongi truly meant it. “I also love how you think that you’re going to get away with this little stunt.” Yoongi’s threat was punctuated by the ding of the elevator reaching the twenty first floor. Jimin’s eyes went wide, suddenly nervous.
“You wouldn’t hurt your poor defenseless pregnant omega right?” Jimin said sweetly at Yoongi who glared.
“Yeah says the omega who once kicked me in the gut, tackled me to the floor and proceeded to beat me up with our 5th anniversary gift, that I got you.” Yoongi looked Jimin up and down.
“No! Wait, that was an accident! I thought you were a burglar!” Jimin defended himself, looking sheepish, burying his face in small stack of presents he took from Yoongi.
“A burglar with a key to our house, five bouquets of roses and a teddy bear?!” Yoongi was laughing at the memory while Jimin pouted, still embarrassed after all this time. “You’re lucky that I love you, darling.” Yoongi smiled fondly at Jimin again, a common occurrence.
“You’re damned right that I am lucky.” Jimin declared while smiling so big that his eyes disappeared. The elevator dinged at the twenty fourth floor finally and Yoongi bolted out of there.
“You’re also lucky that I am not like Jeongguk who is scared of elevators.” Yoongi said, Jimin trailing after him with a small skip in his step, trying to catching up to his alpha.
They stopped at a door at the end of the hallway, there was Christmas music playing and there was the sound of loud laughter. Jimin readjusted his small stack of presents to ring the doorbell.
“I guess we are the last ones here.” Jimin shrugged and Yoongi rolled his eyes.
“I wonder whose fault that was. We just have to be careful because even though I know you’re capable, you’re still precious cargo and if we know Taehyung, he gonna try and-” Yoongi’s sentence was cut off by a high pitched scream.
“Jiminie!”
“Speak of the devil and he shall appear.” Yoongi deadpanned as Taehyung ripped the door open to come barreling at Jimin.
“Wait! Be careful! Jimin is p-” Jimin cut off Yoongi’s protective warning quickly.
“Carrying presents!” Jimin smiled widely, a small look of panic flashing across his face. Yoongi looked sheepish, his apha senses couldn’t help it.
Taehyung didn’t seem to catch Yoongi’s slip up, just shaking his head. “Why are you making him carry presents? I know he can do it but I also know that he wrapped all of them because none of them look like they were stuck in a blender.” Yoongi looked appalled and tried to protest but before he could even open his mouth another scream came from behind Taehyung.
“Jiminie!”
This time it was Hoseok, who was jumping up and down behind Taehyung.
“Hey… Jimin, did Yoongi make you carry those presents?” Yoongi let out a whine and pushed through the two to get into the apartment, Jimin in a fit of laughter behind him.
“Is anyone excited to see me?” Yoongi mumbled under his breath. Yoongi made his way down the hallway, arms still full of presents. He made his way into the living room of the huge apartment, belining for the obnoxiously tall tree, carefully dumping all the presents onto the floor. He stretched and his back popped, a small laugh emitted from behind him.
“Don’t tell me that you are getting old son because I would be offended.” His mom and father were standing behind him, looking amused. Yoongi instantly ran toward them to hug them.
“Mom and dad! How was the flight? How is everyone back home? How’s Holly doing?” Yoongi may be an adult but he loved his family more than anything. A sudden thought hit him, he would soon have a family of his own. He hugged his parents tighter.
“Haha, Yoongi! Calm down, you just saw us last month but to answer your insane amount of questions, it was fine and everyone is doing well, Holly is fine.” His father laughed at his son before looking behind Yoongi.
“Jiminie!” His mother and father let go of Yoongi to go attack his mate with hugs and kisses. Jimin had just put down his own presents and he embraced Yoongi’s family with equal enthusiasm. The sight warmed Yoongi’s heart. Everyone loves Jimin, just like Yoongi did. It was impossible to not love him. Yoongi’s felt a light tap on his shoulder, turning around to see Jimin’s mom and father.
“Yoongi! We missed you so much!” Jimin’s parents embraced him just as if Yoongi was their own son. Jungkook, Jin and Namjoon came from out of the kitchen, where they were preparing dinner.
“I missed you guys too! How are you doing?” Everyone migrated to the couches, catching up and laughing together. Jimin and Yoongi had almost forgotten about their big announcement until Taehyung had announced that dinner was ready.
Everyone gathered around the big table in the dining room, there were exactly eleven seats, one for every person. The feast was cooked by Jin and Jeongguk, Namjoon admitted that he just stood there so he wouldn’t mess anything up.
As they ate, everyone talked about their jobs, their current hobbies and anything that they felt thankful for. Yoongi talked about the songs he was producing and Jimin talked about the book he was writing. Taehyung and Jeongguk talked about the trip they would be taking in their photography class. Hoseok talked about his dance studio and Jin talked about his restaurant. Namjoon even mentioned how proud he was of his college students, since he was a professor.
Time seemed to just fly by since everyone was together once again. Taehyung wrapped up the dinner with a squeal of “Presents!” and everyone helped clean up before returning to the living room to gather around the Christmas tree.
It was warming to see everyone open up their presents, Jimin did a wonderful job at picking out presents and everyone loved what they got. The living room ended up looking like a tornado came through it, wrapping paper, boxes, and bags scattered everywhere. Everyone was chatting with each other about their gifts or showing something to one another, when Jimin spoke up.
“Hey everyone! I have one last gift to give and it’s to Yoongi!” Jimin looked at Yoongi, who was equally surprised.
“Wait, what? I have another gift?” Yoongi got up to look for it under the tree, everyone else looking curiously. When Yoongi couldn’t find anything else under the tree, he looked back at Jimin who just smiled. Then Yoongi saw it. Right on Jimin’s stomach was a Christmas bow. Just as he saw it, everyone else did too. A collection of gasps filled the room.
“I couldn’t exactly wrap it and I hope you don’t mind that it won’t arrive for a couple of months. Our baby has to have a little time.” Jimin winked at him and everyone else bursted out in delight.
“Holy shit Chim!”
“I’m going to be a grandmother!”
“Wait! You’re pregnant?!”
Yoongi ignored them all and approached Jimin, just to kiss him deeply. Even though Yoongi already knew, tears filled his eyes, his love for Jimin hitting him all at once. When he pulled back, his tears flowed freely, making Jimin’s eyes go wide.
“Baby, why are you crying?” Jimin held Yoongi’s face, wiping away tears that were getting replaced instantly by more. Yoongi sniffled before replying.
“Jimin, I just love you so much.” Yoongi didn’t care if anyone else saw him crying, he was just so in love and he had the best mate anyone could ask for. Around the room he heard sniffling and a couple of coos. He turned and almost everyone was crying.
“I’m so happy for you guys.” Namjoon voice wavered and the tears he was trying to hold back started to flow. “I’m not crying, fuck, I’m just having an allergic reaction to the cuteness.” Jin began to pat his back.
“Guys, this is great. I can be the godfather. I’m going to spoil this little one so much.” Taehyung was looking off into the distance, smiling widely.
“Mom and dad, you are going to have to give us so many tips.” Yoongi mumbled, talking to both sets of his parents. Both Jimin’s and Yoongi’s parents got up to embrace the couple.
“Of course we will. You guys can’t even make ramen but I know that you guys will be amazing parents. I mean after all, you have great teachers.” Yoongi’s mother declared, laughing.
“That’s right. Yoongi, I think I might have to teach you about running to the store in the early hours of the morning to get odd combinations of food. Especially if Jimin is anything like I was when I was pregnant with him.” Jimin’s father laughed, so proud of his son. Jimin’s mother nodded.
“Your father was the neediest omega that I have ever met.” Even as she said it, her voice was fond. Everyone else laughed.
“I love you guys so much.” Jimin sniffled, hugging his families once again. “Merry Christmas, everyone!” Jimin was so fucking happy.
“Merry Christmas!” Everyone yelled before their friends also joined their giant group hug, Yoongi and Jimin in the middle of it all.