Mistakes and Miracles- ch.15
Word count: 4.6k+
Summary: We never know what to expect in life . Just like you never expected to be a single mother at a young age, much less come to find the father of said child is no other than you bias Min Yoongi from the world wide sensation, BTS. What will happen to your somewhat “normal” life when he comes in and turns it upside down? Will you be able to raise a child with your extremely attractive bias?
Warnings: Super soft shy Yoongi. Unprotected sex…stay safe ;) This one got very emotional
Type: Fluff, angst, smut
Yoongi x Reader
Your POV
You awoke the next morning a little sore but, completely satisfied. You reached for Yoongi only to find the place he was laid on was now empty. As your groggy mind began to clear you realized how dark the room was. Looking at the alarm clock next to your bed you found it was just past 6am. As you stretch out your aching muscles you heard a crash coming from the kitchen. The noise starting you and making you rash to the kitchen.
The sight before you made your heart skip a beat. In the middle of the kitchen stood a flustered Yoongi. He had your giggling baby boy in one arm and in his other hand he held a broken pan handle. At his feet lay a mess of flour, broken eggs, and the rest of your now broken frying pan.
You fought the laugh that nearly escaped as you watched him trying to figure out what to do. That battle was lost when a colorful assortment of curses left his lips. You finally decided to take pity on him when he tried to bend down to clean the mess, nearly dropping Alexander in the process.
You had been in his position one too many times. He had two choices put the baby down and try to clean the mess while Alexander screamed bloody murder, or he could risk causing an accident in order to not wake the neighbors. Of course you loved you son with your entire being but you had to admit he was a clingy baby. However, you take partial responsibility because it was through no fault of his own. The night he was handed to you in that hospital room you vowed to never let him go and that was exactly what you did. From that day on he was always in someone's arms. This only got worse when you moved to Korea with Yoongi, with six doting uncles pulls all of BigHit staff wrapped around his little finger he never wanted to be put down.
Surprisingly enough, one of the biggest contributors to your little problem was Bang PD. Although, your first interaction with him was less than pleasant you came to find he was actually a very sweet man who looked out for the boys and only wanted what was best for all of them. It didn’t take long until he was the same with you and Alexander. In many ways he was like a father to Yoongi and consequently became like another grandfather to Little Min. Not a day went by without him asking how your son was doing. Even taking it upon himself to babysit a few times despite his busy schedule. Every time you took Alexander to visit his dad at work you had to stop by Bang PD’s office or you would not hear the end of it.
“Fuck.” Yoongi’s soft curse made your wandering mind snapped back to the situation at hand.
“I don’t think I want one of our son’s first words to be ‘fuck’” you said with a small laugh.
“Fuck… I mean.. I’m sorry. I mean… good morning beautiful. I’m sorry if I woke you up.” he said with a shy smile. You walked over to him taking your son from his arms. You kissed your son’s chubby cheeks only to receive the widest gummy smile from him. He may be a clinging baby but he was a happy baby. At times it shocked you that he was really Yoongi’s son because unlike his father he was looking to be a morning person, which neither of you understood.
As you turned to him he gave you an expecting looking. Knowing exactly what he wanted you turned away to torture him a little bit. Just a small payback for leaving you to wake up alone. Yes, he had gotten up to make you breakfast but still you wanted cuddles. You walked past him to put Alexander down on his high chair along with some of his toys to keep him entertained for a while. Once your son was settled in you purposefully walked past him without a second glance and began to clean up the mess.
“So… daddy doesn’t get a kiss?’ he asked with a fake sad pout. You walked over to him stopping a few inches away from him. As he bent down to capture your lips you pulled away and booped his button nose.
“Now that’s just plain rude. You can’t be so mean to daddy princess” he said as you walked away giggling. He couldn’t fight the smile that broke on his face as he watched you throw the ruined food away.
“Well, daddy was mean to me first.” you said with a sly smirk, making him quirk an amused brow.
“Oh? What did I do?” he asked with a smile as he walked toward you and hugging you from behind.
“You know what you did .” you said with a cute pout. He bent down a kissed you shoulder causing an involuntary shiver to run down your spine.
“I don’t know what I wrong...please tell me baby. I can’t fix it unless you tell me.” he spun you around so you chest was now flush to his and your faces were only inches apart.
“You left me alone in bed.” You whispered as you took your bottom lip between your teeth. You looked up to find him smiling and his eyes begin to dilate.
“Ah. Did my baby not get enough of me last night?” he teased, “I would have given you more but, if I remember correctly you nearly passed out after round one.” A cocky smirk spread across his lips as your cheeks flushed red.
“Yoongi! The baby is right here...can you not?” you stuttered out only to have him laugh and kiss your nose.
“You’re so cute you know that right? Now, will you tell me what I did wrong?” he asked sweetly.
“I wanted cuddles but you left me. I could have died with how cold it was.” You rest your chin on his chest with a huff for emphasis.
“Ah my poor dramatic baby. I’m sorry, I know you could have died being away from me for more than five minutes but I was trying to not let you starve.” you wrinkle your nose at his cheesiness. He was too cute you just had to give him a kiss. You pulled away with a bright smile, one that he mirrored.
“Emphasis on the “trying” part because...umm yeah, it didn't work out.” after a few moments he stepped away from you. He turned around and began to scratch his neck as he looked at the mess he had made. “ I’m sorry about the mess and well...the pan.” he apologized shyly as an embarrassed blush covered his ears.
“It’s okay. That’s not my favorite pan anyway. Thank you for the cute gesture but how about I make breakfast while you clean up and feed Alexander.” Right away he got to work. You could help but smile at how lucky you were to be in love with this amazing man.
He was sweet, funny, talented, and an amazing father. He was not perfect but no one needed perfect. You most certainly did not, making breakfast with the man you love and your son was what you wanted and needed most in this moment.
After breakfast Yoongi cleaned up while you got Alexander ready. Your flight was not for a few hours so the boys came over just to talk and hangout and spend some time with their nephew. You weren't necessarily trying to hide what had happened the night before but all their knowing looks made you feel a bit shy. However, Yoongi seemed to sport a proud smirk as they all silently congratulated him. Their strange behavior must have been tied to this whole situation. You made a mental note to scold them for keeping you in the dark for so long.
But for the time being you just sat snuggled up next to Yoongi as your son played with his proud uncles. This was going to be the longest time they spend without Alexander and you since you came into their lives. You could tell by the way they held him and kissed him that it was just as hard for them to watch you leave as it was for you to leave.
You and the rest of the boys were watching Tae and Jungkook making your son laugh until Yoongi suddenly stood up catching everyone's attention
“Okay.” he cleared his throat nervously, “Well, I’m assuming you guys know what happened last night. So, I was wondering if I could steal Y/N for a while. There are some things we need to talk about so I would appreciate if you guys stayed here with Alexander. Just let us have the dorm for a couple hours.” by the end of his impromptu announcement he was nearly beat red. All the boys gave knowing looks until the youngest spoke up.
“Of course hyung. You need to talk, as much as you can before Y/N leaves.” he said with a wink. Everyone, except Yoongi, who was now staring daggers at the maknae, broke out in laugher.
Without another word he grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the room. The boys continued to tease you until the front door closed behind you.
While, you had planned on taking...one thing lead to another and you communicated in a different way.
It started innocently enough. Thinking about being away from your new home and realizing how long you would be away from it made you sad. A few stray tears rolled down your cheeks. In order to comfort you Yoongi kissed your cheeks. One kissed turned to two and well that lead to where you are now. In bed with him in between your legs.
“F-fuck,” it came out as a broken moan as Yoongi thrusted into you. The first time you were together you took your time in order to make up for the months of keeping away from each other. Now it was raw passion with a hint of desperation. It was as if he was trying to imprint his soul and body to yours.
“I’m going to make sure you don’t forget me...ever.” He growled into your ear. Making you clench down on him involuntarily. For a moment he lost his rhythm but he quickly recovered.
The only response you we capable of giving was a breathy moan of his name. No words could be formed as his hips snapped at a faster speed and his lips worked on making as many marks on your chest and neck as they possibly could.
He placed all his weight on one arm as his free hand snakes down to draw harsh circles on your swollen clit. The way his jaw slacked and brows frowned showed how much he was enjoying the sweet sounds he pulled from you. All you wanted was to keep him in this amazing moment of euphoria.
But all good things come to an end. After a few sharp thrusts directed at your sweet spot you tumbled into absolute bliss. You were sent into a moment that only held you and the man you loved. You were so dazed you barely registered the low groan that filled his bedroom as he came undone as well. It was the most beautiful, erotic sound you have ever heard.
He stilled for a few moments as his soul finally caught up with his body. After a deep breath he rolled off you and climbed out of bed. He padded of the restroom and returned with a warm cloth to clean you up.
He worked delicately and quietly as he ran the cloth over the fresh marks he left on your body. The room was filled with a pleasant silence that was broken by your groggy voice.
“I would never do that you know.” You said softly. Your voice hoarse from all the sounds made before. He didn’t looked up, seemingly hypnotized by the patterns of red and purple on your chest. A low questioning hum was the only response he gave you.
“I said I would never do that...I would never forget you, well not unless someone steals all my memories.” You said with a small laugh, one that he returned.
“I could never forget you. Even if this, us...even if we crash and burn. Even if I hate you. I would always remember that I love you.” Those three words are still so fresh and new that they make you blush.
Only then does Yoongi finally look up. “Promise?” He asks with a soft strained voice, almost as if he was afraid to hear the answer.
“Promise.” You bend down to kiss his soft pink lips, earning you a sweet gummy smile.
“I love you, Y/N.”
~Yoongi’s POV~
He will admit he has done some very stupid things in his life, but this must be the stupidest. How stupid could he be to believe being away from you and his son for almost a month would be okay? It nearly killed him as he watched you get dressed after the steamy session you had earlier. It hurt knowing that you would go back to your apartment to shower. In an hour he and the boys would help you carry your bags to the car waiting outside. It hurt knowing that he would have to stand there and watch the car disappear into the distance as it went to the airport. It killed him knowing you couldn’t be there to say goodbye like a normal couple because it was too dangerous for you, the baby, himself, and potentially all the boys.
He loved his life, his career, his brothers, and above all he loved his ARMY. But sometimes people don’t realize how much he gives up for them. Sometimes he misses out on his own life and happiness in order for everyone else to be happy. It upsets him knowing some people think his or the other boys’ lives are easy just because they are idols. Yes, being an idol has its perks but, before any of their fame they were people. To this day they continue to be human beings with feelings. One day, as much as it pains him to think about it, he will not be an idol but he will continue to be a person who feels love and pain just like everyone else. He can’t help but feel saddened when he thinks of all the personal moments he has and will miss because it’s just one of the sacrifices he makes for his career and his ARMY.
He tries not to let these thoughts invade his mind as he hugs you goodbye. He tries even harder not to cry because he knows it would only make you cry harder. He pecks your chapped lips and gives you a reassuring nod before going to strap Alexander into his car seat in order to give you and the boys a chance to say goodbye.
He watched as one by one the boys came to say their goodbyes. First, was of course, their cuddly Mochi. It never took much for Jimin to cry so, it was no surprise when he came to you with tear stained cheeks telling you how much he loved you and that he was going to miss you. It took Jin’s jokes and Jungkook’s muscles to finally pry him off of you.
The eldest and youngest then hugged you at the same time and proceeded to argue about who would miss you more, which eventually turned into then slapping each other. While they were distracted Hobi decided to step in and give a big bear hug and hand you big paper heart with his picture that he insisted you needed to keep so you wouldn’t forget him. He even requested you show it to Alexander once a day so he didn’t forget him either.
Next came Tae with a surprise hidden behind his back. It was a Gucci shopping bag with a pair of Gucci sandals and a smaller identical pair. He said they would come in handy on the flight. Claiming something about “you being comfortable in style”. Yoongi didn’t quite hear what he said because he was too busy eyeing Namjoon as he made the final adjustments on Alexander’s car seat.
All the other boys had surrounded you and were talking about the next time you would all be together and they were making jokes in order for you to stop crying. Yet, Namjoon stood behind them with his head hung low.
No matter how much time has passed Yoongi completely understood how his leader felt. A week before Alexander’s birthday Namjoon had confessed to Yoongi that he still had feelings to you. Not that he met to do it, he was so drunk out of his mind that he thought he was talking to Jimin.
Images of that night came flooding back as his leader watch you sadly as you talked to the other boys.
~ Flashback~
It was another late night in the studio, at least for Yoongi it was. The other boys had decided to go out and get a drink after a long day of recording and practice. When the time to release a new album comes along they practically live their lives at BigHit for weeks or even months at a time. Therefore, whatever opportunity they get to blow off some steam and relax they took.
This was the first free night in weeks they were given so they decided to all go out together. However, Yoongi had work to do. Not on the album, but on his relationship with you. Over the past few weeks you began to get closer while planning Alexander’s birthday party. Which is why that night he decided to stay in the studio to fill goodie bags and work on decorations for the party that was quickly approaching. He wanted this to be the best first birthday he could give him’s son and you.
After hours of work he finally took a stretch break. As he walked around his studio loosening his stiff muscles he was distracted by a picture hung next to a shelf that held his most prized possessions. It was a picture of you, the 6 boys, and Alexander all sitting on the couch in their dorm. It was taken the night the boys had finally met their nephew. They all looked so happy, even Alexander wore a smile on his chubby face. He doesn’t remember exactly what the conversation you were all having was, but it must have been a good one because he could see the sparkle in your eye that only appeared when you were genuinely happy.
He let out a sad sigh as he also recalls the look of utter pain and hatred you gave him when he said all those spiteful things to you a few weeks prior. Ever since that day he hated himself for hurting the one woman in his life he could honestly say he had fallen in love with. He had also hurt one of his best friends over some stupid jealousy.
Sometimes he felt like he didn’t deserve to have a friend like Namjoon. Throughout Yoongi’s life he preferred solitude. He always told himself he was better by himself even if he felt lonely. He feared that one day someone would care about him and he would just end up hurting them or disappointing them. It took a couple of years for him to fully accept the love and support his bandmates gave him. In the early stages of their friendship just taking a simple complement was overwhelming for him because he never felt he deserved it.
However, the boys never gave up on him. They persisted until he let down the protective wall he had built around himself. No one was more persistent, supportive, and encouraging than Namjoon. Some people just see him as some goofy guy that was lucky enough to become an idol. But he was so much more than that. He was intelligent, hardworking, selfless, and so many other things Yoongi wished he could be better at. Including being a better friend.
Namjoon had kept to his promise and backed off. As expected he continued being there for you as a friend but he started hiding his feels more. He talked about you less and less until eventually the only time you came up in conversation was when he would bring up ideas on how Yoongi could make it up to you. Little did he know there was so much more his friend was hiding beneath his forced smiles.
Yoongi had thankfully just finished tying the last goodie bag. He swore if he saw one more Kamoman decoration he would lose it. As he started cleaning up there was a sound outside his door like someone had fallen. Knowing he was the last person on his floor he first instinct was to fight whoever or whatever was outside that door.
Many thoughts ran through his head as he slowly approached the door, baseball bat in hand. Everything from a ghost to a zombie to an animal to one of managers, was a possibility. He held his breath as he opened his locked door and was met with Namjoon laying on the ground groaning in pain.
“Ohhh that’s going to hurt tomorrow.” Namjoon giggled. It was not unusual to see Namjoon on the floor but his uncoordinated failed attempts to get up along with his slurred words, was a clear indicator of how drunk he was.
“Namjoon-ah, how much did you drink?” he asked with a small laugh as he helped Namjoon to his feet.
“Well let's see. There was drinks Taeyungie got me and then Jiminie. Then Junkookie and I went shot for shot so I lost count. Our little maknae can drink.” He stated with a proud smile.
Yoongi scooped up his tall friend as best he could and lead him into his studio. Even if Yoongi was shorter than Namjoon he managed to drag him to the couch in his studio. Yoongi guessed it was just his protective mama bear instinct that allowed him to carry his younger friend. Seeing Namjoon like this hurt him because something told him he was the reason Namjoon was in this state.
“How did you get here?” he asked concern clearly laced in his voice.
He just couldn’t understand how Namjoon got this drunk. He was usually the one with most self control. He preferred to sit back let the other guys drink while he babysat them. Yoongi had lost count of the amount of times Namjoon took care of him when he was in this state, maybe even worse states. . Instead of getting one of the other boys or staff members to take care of him when he was drunk mess Namjoon took the responsibility upon himself to get him home and in bed. He went as far as forgoing sleep in order to make sure Yoongi was okay during the night. The next morning he would cover for Yoongi with the managers so he could sleep in
“Well..” he sang in his best aggio voice, “ my lovely Hosseokie was very upset with me so he took he my soju bottle from me and I WASN’T EVEN DONE WITH IT YET!” he emphasized with a childish pout and crossed arms.
Yoongi bit back a laugh at his friend’s cute behavior, that he would definitely regret tomorrow morning, as he handed him a freshly opened water bottle.
“Here, drink this. You’ll thank me tomorrow.” Yoongi said with a smirk.
“Is it my new soju bottle just for? For keeps right?” Namjoon asked as he excitedly bounced on the couch nearly spilling the bottle everywhere.
“Umm, yeah., Yeah, it is just make sure you drink it all.” He replied with a small laugh. He could not recall a time he had seen Namjoon this drunk. He had to admit it was cute and endearing seeing his typically “in control” leader losing some self control.
“So how did you get here Joonie?’ he question gently.
“Hoseokie put me in cab after he yelled at me for trying to get my soju bottle back. He told me I was cut off and that I needed to go home. He was being such a meanie even if he knew how sad I was tonight.” He stated as his eyes began to water and his pouty lips began to tremble. His confession caught Yoongi off guard. He needed to get to the bottom of this.
“Namjoon-ah why are you so upset?” he asked softly as he placed a comforting hand on his friend’s shoulder. A sad sniffle was all he got as a response so he tried again.
“Come one Joon you know you can tell me. I can’t help you if you don’t tell me.”
“You know why I’m upset Jimminie. Stop asking me why if you already know why.” He let out a frustrated huff.
“ Namjoon-ah I’m not Jim-”
“ You know it’s because of Y/N!” He yelled as he ran his hand through he already messy hair. He wiped away the tears in his eyes and sniffled as he continued. “ I love her. I love her so so much and that makes me such a bad friend to her and to hyung. And it makes me terrible uncle to my little Min Min. Because I love him so so much. I can’t love his mommy because then I break up his family. I love all of them and I respect hyung so much. If I lost any of them in my life I don’t know what I would do. I want them together so they can be happy but I want to be happy too. Y/N makes me happy but I can’t have her and don’t want her if that hurts hyung and Little Min Min. Maybe I’m just not meant to be happy.” By the end of his rant Namjoon was sobbing in Yoongi’s chest.
“Shhh it’s okay. “ Yoongi rocked him gently just like he rocked Alexander when he was upset.
“Namjoon-ah everything is okay. I promise Y/N, Yoongi, or Alexander would never not let you be a part of their lives. Alexander needs his smart uncle to teach him how to read and write. Y/N needs you because you’re one of her best friends and she loves you. And... “ Yoongi’s voice broke as he fought back tears of his own. “ A-and your hyung needs you most of all. You’re not just his best friend but you’re his family and he doesn’t know what his life would be without you in it. You saved him in more ways than one. Because of you he is a better artist, friend, and father. He is the best person he could possibly be because of you, NAmjoon-ah.” A single tear fell as Yoongi continued to hold his friend and reassured him that everything would be okay.
He doesn't know how long the sat there but eventually Namjoon had cried himself to sleep. Yoongi gently cover him with a blanket. He sat at his desk for the rest of the night watching over his friend as countless thoughts ran through his mind. The next morning neither of them spoke a word about the night before. They simply went your place with the rest of the boys to have breakfast and pretend nothing ever happened. The only thing on Yoongi’s mind was: How was he ever going to make it up to his best friend?
Yoongi recognized Namjoon’s face as he walked up to you. He wore the same sad look he had that night as he hugged you goodbye. In that moment Yoongi vowed he would help make NAmjoon happy.
Hi guys, :)
I once again I am sorry for not posting in so long. I also apologize if this isn’t that good I am still trying to get back into the rhythm of writing. Please let me know what you think and if there are any story requests you have. This tsry is not over yet and there are more fanfics i am working on so keep an eye out.
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