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For Jimin the members are like his additional limbs. A warming balm. In the early days practicing was his only shield against his loneliness and homesickness. Pushing himself to the limits made him too exhausted to remember how much he missed his family. How scary it was to have moved to a new city without them to live with strangers. Sometimes the ache in his heart would slip through and he’d end up crying himself to sleep.
Now, though, he has two families. The one he was born into and the family of the men he lives and works with. Sometimes though he still feels vulnerable and scared, wondering about the times he’ll have to be separated from them too.
They’re spending the night at Yoongi’s apartment. As they are in need of some privacy. The apartment is for nights like this, or for family visiting Seoul. He loves these precious rare moments when they are truly alone. No tensing in anticipation for a knock at the door, or footsteps in the hallways. No need to set alarms before a wake up call. Times like this, he spends as close to his lover as possible; remaining at his side, needing the constant contact, the feel of skin on skin. He sleeps naked so that he can have as much skin contact as possible. Legs intertwined. Trying to soak up as much contact, warmth, and love as possible.
He rests his head on Yoongi’s chest. He thinks of how Yoongi will start his military service soon. Jimin hasn’t told the others for sure yet, except in non-committal terms, that he will go at the same time. Two years without Yoongi. Two years away from all his family. He clings tighter to Yoongi and nuzzles deeper, pulling the blankets closer.
“What’s on your mind, Min?” A large warm hand smooths over his shoulders and down his back.
“Just how hard it will be to be apart from everyone; apart from you. I can’t even imagine what it’ll be like to live apart for so long.”
There’s a long pregnant pause before Yoongi responds, “I think it’s kind of exciting.”
“What?” He jerks his head up, looking at Yoongi as if he’s grown another head.
“Of course it will be new and scary, and I’ll miss you something awful. But what a relief when it’s done. It won’t be hanging over our heads anymore. We can start to make long term plans. I can finally do all the things I’ve been putting off. '' Yoongi pushes himself up on his elbow and looks Jimin directly in the face. “We could live here full time or even better pick out a new place just for us.”
“Wouldn’t that look weird?”
“It’d be more weird if you didn’t have a roommate. It’s very obvious that you’d starve from the lack of attention otherwise. Besides, I probably shouldn’t be left to my own devices. There might be talk of me becoming a complete recluse. Min, we’ll be wealthy, accomplished with no further obligations, imagine the freedom.”
“Does that mean you don’t want to be in the group anymore?”
“Of course, I’ll still want to be part of the group, but there’s so much more too. C’mon there must be something that you’re excited for in the future”
“Well I guess… I can’t wait till the others have kids. I can’t wait to be an uncle. To buy the outfits, the toys, trips to the zoo, the cuddles.”
“Mini.. Are you sure you just can’t wait till you can have a kid?”
Jimin scrunches up his face. “How exactly would that work?”
“I dunno. You might surprise yourself and find a nice pretty girl someday”
“Shut up! Besides, I'll never find someone prettier than you!”
Yoongi rolls his eyes. “Now you shut up. But yeah you’re probably right. I guess I'll have to get a kid for you.”
“I don’t know if I like the sound of that. It better not involve your dick.”
“Oh my god! For being a man that sleeps with another man, you can be so close-minded.”
“My mom says I’m old-fashioned.”
“We could adopt! Or get a surrogate,” Yoongi explains exasperatedly.
“We?”
“Well yeah or whoever..”
“Min Yoongi, are you saying you want to have a baby with me?”
“I mean yeah.. I wouldn’t mind. I think you’d be a great dad. You could do the cuddles and I could teach them to be smart and shit.” He receives a smack for that. Jimin starts to scoot away.
“Come back here! Who said I’m done with my cuddles? I still need your body heat.”
“Yah! I'll have you know I have more to offer than just cuddles.”
“Oh. Trust me. I know.” Yoongi leers as he rolls over and pins Jimin to the bed.