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Jimin is sitting on the couch, with his legs folded under a plaid and is hurriedly folding laundry. Yoongi is going to be home anytime now and he wants to finish before he comes, so that they can have dinner together.
Eating together has become more and more difficult lately with Yoongi's work schedule and, despite what happened earlier today, Jimin just wants to spend a quiet night with Yoongi, drowning in his presence.
So he sucks up his sobs and tries to focus on folding socks and listening to the news, when he hears the familiar sound of keys.
Yoongi walks through the door and starts unlacing his shoes while greeting Jimin with a simple,"hey babe".
He looks tired and pale, with deep dark circles under his eyes, but, when he looks up at Jimin, he smiles.
And his smile is so warm and genuine despite his evident exhaustion, and that leaves Jimin feeling even more guilty. He feels gulty because he knows that yoongi would give him the whole world if he could, that he would sacrifice himself for their little family while Jimin is stuck there, folding stupid socks and watching the love of his life slowly draining himself.
Jimin suddenly can't look at Yoongi anymore, silent tears running down his soft cheeks. He lowers his head hoping that Yoongi doesn't notice his trembling voice when he tells him that dinner is ready and that he should go wash up while he heats it up.
But Yoongi knows Jimin, and he knows there's something wrong, he ignores his suggestion and sits beside him on the couch. Jimin in now folding some towels but he does it sloppily so Yoongi stops him, and takes his hands in his own. "Hey Jimin, look at me, you're worrying me. What happend?" .
His hands are on the younger's one, and they make Jimin feel safe. They always did. But Jimin doesn't answer him, biting his bottom lip while trying to get hold on himself.
"Jimin baby, you can tell me anything, you know."
Yoongi's voice is gentle, like he's afraid that he will scare Jimin if he speaks any louder. He starts caressing Jimin's cheek, feeling how wet it is from his tears.
"I know".
"Then tell me, please, are you okay? Are you in any pain?", Yoongi hands are caressing him slowly and the evident worry in his voice makes Jimin feel even guiltier. Yoongi is tired and now he is also worried, all because of him.
"No, no, I'm fine. It's just, do you remember that job interview I talked to you about? I didn't get the job, as soon as they realized I was pregnant they told me that 'I didn't fit their position', and that they were looking for people with different 'experiences'. And they were lying, I could see it, and it was so humiliating but it's not about the humiliation, it's just that.. that..". Jimin is sobbing now, but he is letting everything out, Yoongi is letting him talk because he knows that if he interrupts him now, the younger will just shut down.
"Yoongi we needed that job, we... we need the money, the doctor's appointments and the vitamins and the nursery and..."
Yoongi knows what Jimin's talking about: with them being fresh out of college and looking for stable jobs, a baby was unexpected. A happy surprise, as Jimin would always call it, but a surprise nonetheless.
Jimin was now over the fourth month of pregnancy and Yoongi's luck with work had been very little. He was currently working in a service center in a mall, and many would argue that, with a degree in sound engineering, that job would be embarassing, to say the least. But it payed the bills and it would be okay as long as he doesn't find himself another job.
His family needs it, so he sucks it up: everyday he goes to work with a smile and everynight he comes back home to a very soft Jimin.
Not matter how tired and upset he would be at a stupid customer, when he came home, he would forget about it all, kissing Jimin and the little curve on his abdomen.
But now his Jimin, his all world, is sobbing and is barely breathing in front of him and Yoongi is honestly scared that the younger's going to have a panic attack "Hey, hey, Jimin, look at me", he holds his face with both of his hands and pets his fringe out of his eyes.
"Breathe for me Jimin, breathe for him". He tells him caressing his small bump. Despite being still upset , Jimin rests fast his hand on Yoongi's much bigger one that was already on his belly, his breathing slowly calming down.
"Yeah that's right love, breathe with me, slowly", Yoongi soothes him, warm hands on his body and voice calm. But he is not as calm as he sounds when Jimin raises his head, tears in his eyes and really looks at him. Yoongi's gaze is fixed on him, gentle but full of apprehension, a strong frown on his face.
"Jimin you can't worry about this so bad, stress is no good for you, I-I' ll look for another job, maybe I could take on more hours at work..."
"But you are already so tired all the time and, and.. it's not right. This is our baby, my baby too, and I can't look out for him, I can't take care of him and...",and Jimin is rambling again so Yoongi hugs him trying to shush him, gently rocking him from side to side.
"You are an amazing father Jimin, don't ever think you are not. You love our baby so much already but now I need you to understand that maybe taking a break and resting is what your baby needs you to do. Can you do that for him? You already take such a great care of him. I can't promise that in the future we will make no mistakes, but I can promise you that we will try to fix them together, side by side. Like we always did."
Jimin is not crying anymore but there's sadness in his eyes. "Come on get up", Yoongi stands and offers him a hand, Jimin takes it while his other hand rests on the underside of his bump. "Dance with me", Yoongi opens up his arms and Jimin usually doesn't need an excuse to curl up in his lover's arms, so does it anyway with no hesitation, but he still whispers to him, "there's no music". Yoongi nods and starts humming a soft tune.
Jimin rests his head on Yoongi's shoulder, his hand in Yoongi's much bigger one and the other around his neck, threading the short hair there.
Yoongi presses him close, a hand resting on the small of his back, and he can feel Jimin's bump, firm and warm against his stomach, he rocks them slowly enjoying his partner embrace. Yoongi wants to be a rock for Jimin, wants to be the strongest dad in the world for his son, but now it's his turn to shed some tears, confident that Jimin won't be able to tell.
But Jimin doesn't need to see him to know, he can hear the tears in Yoongi's gentle humming, Jimin knows that everything he said was true and Yoongi knows it too. Money's tight and the work his hard, the doctor is expensive and they need a new apartment, but it all disappears when Yoongi has his love is his arms and his baby boy between them. He knows that he will always protect them, always. As long as they will stick together they will overcome everything, they will grow stronger together. And so they stay there dancing, with only a TV as a background noise and Yoongi's slightly off key humming, in a living too small for the three of them.
But for now it'll do, they will make it do.