Chapter 19: Shib gu ♡

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"Up!" Jimin raised both his arms at the request, allowing his boyfriend to slip his night shirt on. It felt soft around his body and he had to cover his mouth with a hand as he yawned, his eyelids almost losing the battle against sleepiness. The matching pants were also helped on before Jungkook moved him so he could lie down and burry his face in the comfortable pillow.

It has been an eventful day, the Christmas Eve. They decided the tattoo artist would spend the holiday at their place so the three of them spent the day decorating the Christmas tree and the entire apartment, the place flooded with ornaments and fairy lights. They were satisfied with the results so they called it a night a few hours before midnight, the couple heading to Jimin's room where they ended up making love. It has been passionate enough to wear the student out so it was no wonder he could barely stay awake after taking a shower and Jungkook decided it was for the best because he had to sneak the presents under the Christmas tree.

"Daddy ~" Jimin whined as soon as he got up so he would pick some clothes for himself from his suitcase. "Snuggles, please." He pouted and grabbed one of the stuffed animals he could reach so he would hug it close to his chest.

"I'm coming, angel." The bed was smaller than the size they were used to but that made it easier for them to cuddle so he couldn't complain. He tried to spoon his baby but the boy turned around so they would be facing each other, whining demurely as he buried his face in the crook of his neck.

"I can't wait for Santa to come." Jimin and Taehyung baked cookies for the red-suited old man and they even took the time to write letters so Jungkook was sure he was telling the truth. His boyfriend's innocence was adorable and he wished to protect it at all costs. "Do you think he will bring me presents?"

"How could he not? You've been such a good boy, you must be on the nice list." He felt a smile spreading on the lips pressed against his neck so he mirrored it, his palm gently rubbing a covered back.

"Having you here is the best present." Jimin whispered and yawned once again, his eyes finally closing. It has always been only Taehyung and him, ever since they both moved out and as much as he appreciated his best friend not going back to Daegu so he wouldn't be left alone, Christmas still felt lonely. It was the first time he didn't think about his previous Holidays, his parents not occupying his mind like they would have before, and he felt whole. Jungkook's presence didn't allow him to overthink, he was constantly laughing at the jokes he was cracking or getting flustered because of the many compliments that were whispered in his ear, no matter the surroundings.

"You should stop eating so much string cheese, you're becoming cheesy." Jimin would have wanted to fake anger but he couldn't because giggles filled the room, his hand gently swatting the abdomen it was resting on. "I'm kidding, baby. I'm the happiest man right now."

The younger didn't need more than ten minutes to actually fall asleep and Jungkook watched him sleep for a while, allowing his fingers to play with the soft cotton pink hair that was freshly dyed. The task of getting out of bed has been difficult but once he made it to the living room where the Christmas tree was placed, he was surprised to see that many wrapped gifts were already situated underneath it. The thought of Taehyung working faster than him made him grin – he absolutely adored the relationship his boyfriend had with his "soulmate" and he knew he could trust the acting student to keep the other happy.

There were a lot of things he bought for Jimin – from lipsticks and lip glosses to skirts and a baby pink Polaroid. He observed his kitten has been eager to have evidence of memories lately, he was taking a lot of pictures. It might have been because he was enthusiastic to use the camera of his bright new phone that happened to be rose gold but he wanted to make everything he could to see him happy. He took the colourfully-wrapped items from his secret spot and placed them under the table before grabbing the note placed on the coffee table.

Dear Santa,

I hope this year has been good for you and that you're healthy. I don't wish for anything in particular, I'll be happy with whatever you'll leave under the Christmas tree. Thank you for never forgetting our address! Please bring Jungkookie and TaeTae lovely presents ~

See you next year!

PS: I hope you'll like the cookies we baked for you.

He realised he was grinning like an idiot after he was done reading the note the second time and his eyes immediately casted on the pile of cookies and the glass of milk that were waiting for him. He didn't feel like eating so much sugar at that late hour of the night but he knew Jimin would have been heartbroken if the sweets were going to still be there when he woke up. He could barely breathe after stuffing his face but the milk helped, especially because it was banana-flavoured. He checked once again that everything was in place and smiled because everything looked beautiful and he hoped everyone would be happy with the presents he chose for them, even Bunny.

Jimin was sound asleep once he returned to the bedroom but his body unconsciously searched for warmth when he took his former place. He welcomed the smaller boy into his arms and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

A loud kiss was pressed against his lips; normally he would have protested and tried to get ten more minutes of sleep but it was the first day of Christmas and he knew his boyfriend was overly-enthusiastic.

"Wake up." Jimin whispered and kissed him again, his breath minty. "We have to open the presents!" The dramatic tone made him chuckle so he gave in and rubbed the sleep away with the back of his hands, initiating a chaste kiss afterwards.

"Good morning, little one."

"Good morning, Kookie!" He has been informed that Taehyung was already working on breakfast so he hurried to brush his teeth, finding his boyfriend on the bed when he came back, his frame unmoved, eyes sparkly. "Can we go?"

"Yup. Did you open anything yet?" It was obvious that he was the last one to start the day – which was crazy because it was not even 8 AM.

"Nope! I'm good." Jimin grinned and his boyfriend cupped his face so he could press another gentle kiss on his mouth. "They all look pretty, though. I'm so curious!"

Taehyung was watching TV when they entered the living room, fancy satin pajamas covering his body as he drank his pink smoothie. They were too excited to open the presents so the breakfast was postponed but Jungkook insisted to have his coffee, wanting to be fully awake as he watched the other two's reactions. They went for it simultaneously but Taehyung has been the loudest, shocked by the Gucci tie and the fancy white gold earrings his best friend bought him. He had found a book about Van Gogh too and he knew it was from Jungkook because the handwriting on the first page was not familiar.

Everyone was happy with what they received, even Bunny who now had a Christmas sweater on, but Jungkook must have gotten the most emotional because one of the presents he received from his boyfriend was a photo album filled with pictures of the two of them. They were taken during some days he even forgot about so he was grateful he could keep those memories close to his heart and wrapped his arms around his baby so he could pull him closer.

"Do you like it?"

"I absolutely love it, it's so thoughtful!"

Jimin's first Polaroid was of Taehyung and Jungkook laughing under the bright Christmas tree and he hurried to stick it on the wall beside his bed so he could always see it. They had breakfast in the living room while entertaining themselves watching TV and the couple decided to go skating in the afternoon, while Tae was meeting some friends from uni.

"Hobi asked if you'd like to spend the New Year's Eve with us." Jungkook was calm as he spoke and Jimin wanted to accept but there was no way he was going to leave his soulmate alone during that night. The tattoo artist saw right through his worry because he added : "The both of you."

"With Hobi and Yoongi?"

"Namjoon and Seokjin too." The pink haired boy widened his eyes at the new name he heard; he suspected it was the "crush" Jungkook told him about but didn't ask because there were other things he wanted to focus on. Like the way his best friend's face was painted in interest at the proposal. "It's a small apartment but I'm sure we can make something of it."

A boxy grin made its appearance.

"I'd like to go." Taehyung decided and grabbed Jimin's small hand in his, waiting for his approval. Of course he would agree to that – it sounded perfect and he couldn't wait for everyone to meet the now-famous Tae he kept talking about.

Skating has been the best way they could have spent the afternoon because as graceful as they both were, the giggles didn't miss, most of them fed by the younger's moments of clumsiness. Jimin was a paradox when it came to movement – one moment he was walking on air only to stumble the next. Jungkook has always been there to pick him up, though, and offered to buy hot chocolate as a consolation, knowing that might improve his mood.

They were sitting in a nice bistro while sipping on their hot drinks when the student's phone buzzed and his face fell when he noticed it was a text from his mother. She would always send them during noticeable events and they were as formal as possible. This one read "Merry Christmas!" so he typed a similar reply before placing his phone on the table for Jungkook to see what was going on.

"Baby –" He tried and bit on his lower lip, trying to find the perfect words so he wouldn't hurt his kitten. "Don't let this overwhelm you, we've had such a nice time today." Jimin nodded sadly and sipped on the sweet drink one more time before he felt fingers searching for his. "This is the happiest Christmas I had in a while."

The prettiest eye smile was put on display and Jungkook cooed at the image of it.

"Mine too." The bistro was warm and the food they ordered has been delicious so by the time they were done Jimin was a bit sleepy but he tried to stop every yawn that shook his body because he didn't want the day to end too fast. He loved the way the entire city was decorated – all the buildings were pretty inside and out and the lights and colours made him feel in a particular way but he wasn't sure if he was supposed to reveal that. Jungkook insisted to pay for the meal and he was about to ask where they were headed next when he realised Jimin was staring at him, his cheeks pinking progressively.

"Angel?" The pet name made the student's insides melt and gave him courage.

"Is it okay if I'm feeling little?" He didn't want to be a burden and he could force himself to be just Jimin if the elder wanted that. Jungkook inched closer so his hands could cup the other's face lovingly before pressing their lips together into a chaste kiss.

"You don't have to ask that, Minnie. It always is." The confirmation took all the weight off his shoulder so he hugged the man tight before raising on his tiptoes and pecking his cheek. "I think I know the perfect place we can go next."

A toy store. It was hell combined with heaven because Jimin couldn't have enough of looking at the things displayed but at the same time he was conscious he couldn't buy the whole place. His Daddy wanted to treat him but that didn't mean they couldn't spend a couple of hours playing around. The trains were fascinated to look at and so were the life-size swords but nothing could compare to the stuffed animals Jimin was collecting so that was the corner of the store where they spent extra time. Every toy had its own character but there was a particularly cute big-eyed koala that simply stole the show for him so he tried to grab it as soon as possible, struggling with the fact that it was on the highest shelf.

Jungkook's front pressed against his back before he could ask for help and big hands offered him the toy he was trying to reach.

"Thank you, Daddy." Jimin whispered and licked his lower lip.

"You're welcome, little one. Do you want to take Mr. Koala home?" The answer was obvious because light brown eyes were sparkling with the enthusiasm of finding something interesting.

"His name is Milo." He pouted and received a fond kiss on his forehead. He didn't even want to think of picking something else so he snuggled the bear close to his body as they made their way to the cashier. Jungkook found the way he was treating Milo adorable so their hands found each other on the way to the bus station where they were lucky enough to catch the bus they needed immediately. It was filled with people but Jimin managed to take a seat, leaning towards his standing boyfriend.

"Sleepy, sweets?" Fingers were running through pink hair when they heard a loud "Disgusting" and the tattoo artist tensed, ready to confront whoever dared to talk like that.

"Don't." The student said hurriedly and grasped on his jacket so he would get his attention, watching as the anger evaporated from his expression. "Please don't." He was afraid Jungkook would get too mad – he didn't want to see that ever again. The latter immediately saw through his distress so he exhaled loudly, doing his best to follow the request and concentrate on the smaller boy.

Taehyung was not going to be home until later that night so Bunny was the only one who greeted them as they took their shoes off. Jimin had something in mind so he asked his Daddy to take care of Milo as he headed towards the bathroom after grabbing what he needed from the closet. There was one last present he had for his boyfriend but that didn't mean he was not shy about it. He dressed slowly, his limbs trembling with nervousness as the lingerie slid over his skin; he was wearing red panties that could be opened by pulling on the bow resting on his backside, a see-through baby doll and white thigh-highs. He spent an entire day picking the outfit so he hoped his Daddy was going to think he looked nice.

He gulped and stepped inside the bedroom, realising it was a "now or never" type of situation. Jungkook was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes glued to his phone's screen and it has been only a matter of seconds until he looked up and took in the sight. His lips parted slightly so Jimin felt his cheeks darkening under the stare, expecting for something to happen. The phone has been thrown on the bed as its owner motioned for him to go closer, stopping him only when he was almost pressed against him.

"You look so beautiful." Jungkook confessed and let his fingers wander, rising the material so they could explore the pale skin beneath. "Is this for me?" He nodded and the elder leaned in so lips could kiss his abdomen tenderly before he was guided in between parted legs.

"Your present."

"I think this should be the present of someone who's been on Santa's naughty list." The tattoo artist smirked and looked up to meet honey eyes.

"Maybe you are." His words earned him a playfully slap on his butt but even that stung so he winced.

"Would baby like to play or am I not allowed to touch?" The answer was obvious but Jimin knew what his Dom wanted to hear so he whispered a barely-audible "please" before he felt the same warm mouth ghosting over his panties, the breath hot enough to get a reaction. They were having a lot of sex – most of it not being BDSM or vanilla but a hybrid of the two but there were moments in which Jungkook needed more and his lover was willing to deliver. It was normal for a person who had a history of being a Dominant to have certain wants because he spent the past years receiving sex whenever he wished for and it wasn't simple sex but the kind he enjoyed the most. "Get on your knees, angel."

Jimin didn't need to be told twice and he was ready to unzip the washed-out jeans when the elder stopped him and got up from the bed, heading in the direction of the desk. He grabbed one of the lipsticks he has previously bought for his boyfriend and offered it to him – it was dark red.

"Put it on, baby." For that, the boy needed a mirror so he almost ran towards the bathroom where he applied the color the best he could, relieved to see that it was a long-lasting one and that it wouldn't smear everywhere. He waited for it to dry and then took his place on the floor, realising that Jungkook has already undressed his lower half. His shaft was soft so Jimin started by taking it into his hand and mouthing the tip, his eyes looking up for approval. "Good boy. Take it deeper, baby, I know you can."

He could indeed and he was eager to show off so he slid all the way down, until he felt his nose touching his boyfriend's pelvis. The member was feeling hard and heavy inside his mouth now so he swallowed around it before sliding back off and licking his lips, enjoying the taste of salty precum. He looked like a vision, his pillowy lips red, matching his little outfit, tears already beginning to form at the corners of his eyes so Jungkook grabbed the baby hairs at the back of his neck and guided him on his feet so their mouths could come together.

It was a hungry kiss and the elder's tongue didn't hesitate to explore Jimin's cavern, his hands sliding down his body to search for the clothed crotch. The boy was already hard so the tattoo artist caressed his erection through the material, amazed by the ample reaction he obtained with every touch. Jimin must have been the only person he ever had sex with that could get so turned on by offering pleasure, not that he was minding it.

"Turn around." He tugged on one end of the bow and the panties fell apart, allowing him to spread the white cheeks that were revealed and watch the puffy pink hole.

"Daddy." The pink-haired boy whined in embarrassment, shifting his weight from one leg to the other.

"Bend forward, little one." He did as he was told and as soon as he felt a warm muscle wetting his ring of muscles he felt his knees beginning to shake, the pleasure making it hard to keep his position. Jungkook wrapped an arm around his middle to sustain him and the student whined when his fingers accidentally brushed his leaking erection, unsure of what he was supposed to concentrate on.

"I'm c-close, Daddy." He confessed hurriedly, not wanting to cross the line. Like he expected, the sensation faded away and he straightened his back as he whimpered in frustration.

"Turn around and tell me your safewords, angel."

"Green if I want to keep going, yellow for slowing down and mango if I want to stop." It was comforting to have his dom reminding him that he could stop everything any second. He would have lied if he would have said that there weren't times in which he got alarmed, even if it was Jungkook who was taking care of him. There was still a tiny possibility that he was going to be forced into something and his brain couldn't shut up about it.

"That's my good boy. Sit on my lap, sweets." The kissing started once again and somewhere in between the man's hands made their way to pink nipples, gently toying with them simultaneously. Jimin wasn't exceptionally sensitive in that area but he couldn't stop the hot liquid pouring in his lower abdomen as he began slowly rubbing against Jungkook's thigh, the latter's mouth ravishing the side of his neck.

"Daddy, I'm so hard. Please touch me." The tattoo artist knew exactly how hard he was but chose to ignore his plea, too busy leaving love bites. "Please." He was aware his baby was squirming on his lap, he could feel the precum oozing on his thigh, but he was indulging it, knowing that Jimin wouldn't actually cum without his permission.

"I've got something for you too." It was something he couldn't have gave him when Taehyung was around so he pecked his lips loudly before whispering to him where he could find it. The white box was placed inside his suitcase and the younger gasped at the sight of it because it was pretty big. He ran back to his previous place and took the lid of, his dick twitching at the content. Four pink glass dildos were placed inside, each of them having differently shaped ends: a bear, a heart, a star and a crescent moon. They were pretty long and thick and underneath them he found pink shackles, the type that would bind his thighs to his wrists.

"This one is so cute." He giggled and pointed towards the teddy bear one, making Jungkook grin.

"Would you like Daddy to help you trying them?" Jimin bit on the soft skin of his lower lip and nodded, his legs crossing at the idea. "Lie down on your back." As soon as his back touched the covers he bent his legs and spread them, wondering how his Dom would like to take him this time. Jungkook was scarily good at bondage so it took him seconds to have him tied up, his own body hovering above him. "Are you comfortable?"

Jimin nodded and smiled as his Daddy leaned to kiss him once again, this time fondly.

"Good boy, tell me right away if anything gets tingly."

"But something is tingly already." The innuendo was clear and the tattoo artist let his jaw fall in surprise that his baby was so daring.

"What's tingly, doll?"

"My prince parts, Daddy." His voice was dripping honey so Jungkook didn't hold himself back from kissing him again and again, his tongue begging for entrance rougher this time, his hands caressing the subtle curves of the little's body.

"I'll take care of that, I promise. Grab your legs for me." The lube was placed in the small drawer of the nightstand and by the time he came back holding it, Jimin was folded in half, his eyes glued on the ceiling, probably in a futile attempt to ignore the horniness he was feelings. "Good boy." The man poured the slick directly from the bottle so the boy shivered at the coldness, making Jungkook coo at the adorableness. "Hush, love. I've got you." An index's tip began massaging the muscles teasingly and the boy pushed against the touch, trying to get more but obtaining just a stinging slap instead. "Be good, Minnie. I don't want to punish you today."

"Then touch me." He was frustrated but the words were still a tang too forcefully spoken so he added a soft "please" in order to fix the situation. His Daddy let his entire finger slide in with one swift move, enjoying the little protest he was facing from the tightness. They had intercourse the previous night so it was normal for Jimin to be stretched and a second finger followed, eliciting a louder moan.

"I think you're ready, angel." He said and poured even more lube on the entrance before grabbing the box. "Which one first?"

"Uhm – the teddybear one." Jungkook chuckled and kissed his thigh before picking the already-favourite toy and smearing lube over it. It was an excess but he couldn't even dare to think about hurting Jimin because of such trivial thing.

He pushed it slowly inside, torn between looking at his lover's face and at the way his body was reacting to the ministrations. His boyfriend was truly a work of art, from his tiniest scar to his currently parted lips that were allowing needy chants to escape. He kissed his thigh again and brushed his fingers over the long socks he came to adore due to their relationship. Some things were permanently changed because of Jimin, it was like he was only then discovering the world he has been living in during his entire existence. He pushed it upwards in order to find the boy's prostate and as soon as every fibre of his body trembled he understood he had found it.

"Daddy –" He nuzzled at the leaking cock resting against an almost inexistent tummy and moved so he could look light browns up close.

"Yes, baby?" The toy began moving slowly in and out and Jimin whined in frustration, annoyed that he couldn't get a hold of the man's body even if they were pressed against each other. His eyes widened and an almost scared expression painted his features, making Jungkook let go of the end of the toy.

"Milo!" He said aggravated and Jungkook looked at the Koala that was resting just above his baby's head.

"Do you want to hold Milo, peach?"

"No, Daddy." The pink-haired boy shook his head hurriedly. "I don't want him to see. " His already dusted pink cheeks turned a darker colour and the elder would have chuckled but he understood that could easily hurt his baby boy's feelings. So he grabbed the Koala and got up in order to place him on the desk, orientating him towards the wall so he wouldn't catch a glimpse of the unholy things that were happening on the bed.

"We're not doing anything shameful, though." He whispered and kissed Jimin's mouth.

"I know but he's – small." It was rather ironic because he was a little but he was happy his boyfriend was so understanding. If he wouldn't have been so turned on he would have asked for cuddles but there was a gushing erection pulsing in between his legs and he needed release.

"Tell me your colour, love."

"Green." He smiled and Jungkook kissed him.

"Good boy." The answer would have been the same with any colour or word he would have said and the thought of that was making Jimin even happier than he currently was. Jungkook's hands worked their magic, the glass dildo beginning to move once again as their owner's mouth was sucking hickeys into the soft flesh of his inner thighs. "Has anyone ever asked you about hickeys, baby?"

"Mhm –" Jimin's breath was uneven, his little hands clenching and unclenching, unsure of what else he was supposed to do than staying like that, spread like a buffet.

"And what have you told them?"

"That my boyfriend did them." The tattoo artist grinned at the reply and kissed one purple mark, his lips soon searching for his boyfriend's erection. He wasn't as skilled as the other was at blowjobs but he was confident he did a good-enough job to have Jimin falling apart like that. "Fuck – no!" He whined when he felt his insides clenching and squeezed the head in between his legs with his thighs, trying to stop the sensation from washing over him.

"I bet no one would imagine you like this." Jungkook said as soon as he stopped his ministrations, his lips wet. "Spread and moaning to be taken, pampered like a princess by your Daddy." The toy twisted inside of him so Jimin moaned louder, unsure of how he was supposed to reply. "You're such a good boy, Minnie. I swear you've been made for me."

"Please!" He couldn't get any more of the teasing, he wanted to feel the man's shaft inside of him. "Please fuck me."

"You're not allowed to use swear words, little one." The spank he delivered was way too kind to be taken seriously but he pulled the toy out instead, lubing himself and sliding inside the tightness that was begging to be filled. It happened only recently for Jimin to be able to handle penetration without a second thought – his eyes were no longer widening, his hands no longer turning into fists because of the fear. He trusted Jungkook completely, body and soul. "God, you feel so good."

Louder moans flooded the room with every thrust and the tattoo artist placed the pink-haired boy's legs over his shoulder in order to get a better angle, his mouth constantly searching for a puffy one. Jimin looked already fucked out, his hair all over the pillow he was resting against, his eyes betraying the haziness he was experiencing.

"Daddy!" He yelped in order to get the other's attention. "Please unshackle m-me." It was as if he couldn't believe Jungkook was there until he could touch him so the latter granted his wish, easily removing the restraints, feeling fingers digging into the skin of his back. His body was on fire and every thrust was bringing him closer to the edge. He was mumbling the same name again and again, like a mantra, until tattooed fingers closed around his erection, stroking it precisely. "May I cum? D-Daddy?"

"Cum for me, baby boy." And he did, his back arching off the mattress as his insides continued to be abused by the hard shaft, his body on fire.

He must have passed out because the next time he opened his eyes Jungkook was cleaning his face and neck with a wet towel and his body was already covered with a warm blanket.

"Welcome back, kitten." A little kiss was placed on his mouth and as soon as he tried to move he felt his backside leaking so he winced. "You worried me." He's been out for more than five minutes and Jungkook was ready to deliver all the cuddles that were needed to make him come back to his senses. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay." It came out as a whisper so he felt arms cradling him close to a strong chest where he allowed himself to exhale loudly. There was not much that needed to be said but Jungkook murmured sweet words into his ear either way, praising him, reminding him of how beautiful he was, of how much he loved him.

"Let's clean ourselves and then we can snuggle some more, hm?" It sounded like the best plan in the entire world.

"Have I told you how gorgeous you look today?" Taehyung asked for the 100th times as they stepped out of the taxi, his hands safely secured in Jimin's. The literature student was wearing a plain black skirt that was had the exact length to be attractive and conservative at the same time and he had knee-length burgundy socks on; it was the first time he was wearing such an outfit outside of his room really so he felt nervous.

He thought he looked attractive but he hoped no one was going to point it out in a way that would make him uncomfortable.

"Thanks, Tae. You don't look that bad either." He replied with a cheeky grin and received a playful shove from his best friend. Jungkook laughed at their hopeless conversation and guided them towards Hoseok and Yoongi's apartment. Music could be heard pretty loudly so they had to call Hobi in order to get in. The host was looking like a disco ball, his sweater covered in green sequins.

"I'm so happy to meet you!" He squealed and pulled Taehyung in a tight hug that had him laughing.

"I didn't expect such a warm welcome." But that was simply the dancer's personality, nothing out of common – he just needed time to adjust to the idea that the sun itself was walking on earth in form of Jung Hoseok. Jimin mouthed "I told you so" and followed his boyfriend inside, knowing his social butterfly of a bestie would be alright.

The entire place was excessively decorated and they both suspected who was the mastermind behind the whole picture. A pompous Christmas tree was placed in the living room and they immediately spotted Yoongi who was pouring himself a glass of wine as he was talking to an unknown man – a very tall and broad-shouldered one. Namjoon was listening to the conversation and by the way his dimples made their appearance whenever the stranger talked, Jimin suspected that was the crush everyone told him about.

"Welcome." Yoongi said after he fixed both their faces and everyone turned around to greet them. He has been told Namjoon's crush was working as a model but as soon as the blond man studied his face he began to feel intimidated, unsure of how he was supposed to react.

"Hello! I'm Kim Seokjin, it's nice to meet you!" He was talking directly to the pink-haired boy so the latter smiled shyly before offering a small wave. "Do you know what do you call a man with a rubber toe?" The question was spoken so seriously that Jimin began worrying because he had no idea what the answer was. "Roberto." Seokjin answered his own quiz and broke into a fit of laughter.

It sounded like window wipers so the whole tension faded away as everyone beside Yoongi chuckled at the horrible pun. Seokjin – call me Jin, Jimin-ah – was not at all as intimidating as he seemed at the first glance but he was obviously treating Namjoon differently. He was not exactly being mean to him but he was not far from it. The kind giant didn't seem to be scared away by the attitude, making the whole thing look like a children's fight. They were going waaaay back and had a lot of things to figure out.

"You look really pretty today, Jimin-ah." Joon smiled widely; they were in the kitchen, getting some drinks ready and the literature student couldn't ignore the amount of food that was wrapped perfectly and placed on the table.

"Thank you." He felt giddy because the compliment came so naturally, especially from Namjoon. The elder didn't hold grudge after that incident and they progressively got closer, each visit of Jimin's at the parlour offering them the chance to discuss and get to know each other better.

"Wow!" That was Taehyung's reaction as soon as he opened the door. "Who cooked all this?"

"Jin-hyung." The purple-haired male answered and poured another cup of mulled wine for the newcomer. "There's a strawberry cake in the fridge too."

"Gorgeous and talented in the kitchen? Sound like my kind of man." The last remark had Namjoon accidentally spilling the boiling drink and burning the skin of his hand. He shouted a "fuck" and hurried towards the sink, kicking one of the cups and spilling more wine on the counter and the floor under the student's mesmerised gazes.

"Hyu –"

"Joonie?" Jin's voice was heard before he made it inside the room but as soon as he laid his eyes on the scene he furrowed his eyebrows in worry. "Did you hurt yourself?" Namjoon shook his head but he couldn't have fooled anyone because his eyes were teary and his hand was still under the jet of water. Seokjin sighed and turned towards the boys. "Would you mind bringing these drinks in the living room?"

They didn't protest and grabbed the cups before exiting the kitchen, giving their hyungs some privacy.

"Tae! Namjoon likes Jin-hyung." Jimin scolded his best friend who grinned like the Cheshire cat.

"I know, I just wanted to see his reaction." Taehyung decided his night's mission was to play cupid and as silly as that sounded, Jimin let him be, happy that he was already getting along with everyone.

One hour before midnight everyone was somewhat dizzy, dancing and playing silly games that started more quarrels than they expected. They were a mess but a very happy one so the pink haired boy felt gratefulness bubbling inside him – when did that happen? It was the first time he felt like he belonged in such a group and the feeling was unlike anything he experienced before. Taehyung was doing the best he could to annoy Yoongi and they ended up being forced to hold hands until they made up, Hoseok was laughing at his boyfriend's embarrassment, his lips shaped as a heart, Seokjin couldn't stop the dad jokes causing for Namjoon and Jungkook to face-palm even if deep inside they were amused by the elder's humour. They were nothing alike but they fit together just like puzzle pieces.

Jimin took his time in the morning to write his new year's resolution and the bottom line came out to be simple – he wanted to keep working on finding his happiness. He was sure that one day he will be able to reach it with the support of so many amazing people surrounding him.

"One more minute, guys!" Hobi announced and Jin jumped off the couch in order to get the cake out of the fridge. It looked like a work of art and seven sparklers were lit on top of it until the second half of the minute began and they started counting backwards. Champagne was poured into tall glasses and they got more enthusiastic with each number, resembling kids.

3 ... 2 ... 1

Jimin was took my surprise by soft lips searching for his but he accepted the chaste and sound kiss, trying not to smile and break it as little hands tugged on the black shirt the tattoo artist was wearing.

"Happy new year!" Jungkook muttered right before everyone said it and they began clinking glasses and downing the sparkling drink.

Namjoon's ears were pink because of a reason Jimin couldn't put his finger on and Taehyung jumped to pull him into a tight hug before he could figure it out. The grey-haired boy's arms reached Jungkook too so they ended up enjoying a mushy group hug that had Yoongi protesting but grasping on them tighter than anyone else.

This must be happiness. Jimin thought, unable to stop the tears that blurred his vision.

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