Hi! Readers of "The Most Beloved Consort" will recognise this as the Yoonmin Bonus Chapter.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️
Sexual content in the second half of the story
Markers will be put in place at the section

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The start of it all

•-•-•

Hundreds of years before now

"I wouldn't be too confident if I am you, Yoongi. This tribulation is said to be the rarest and most difficult. Be careful."

"I just have to not fall in love, right? That doesn't sound too hard."

"You wouldn't remember all of your Godhood when you go to the human world, though. And it's not as if you can control what your heart wants."

"I guess we'll see when the tribulation is over if I had joined the ranks of the Gods, or if I still am a Demi-god," Yoongi said, standing at the edge of the Gods' realm.

"See you later." With a fearless grin, Yoongi closed his eyes, and tipped his body backwards, plummeting straight to the human world.

•-•-•

"Jimin, sweetheart, don't grab that," Yoongi chided, removing the grasshopper from the toddler's grasp. He released the insect which hopped away immediately, relieved that it didn't enter the greedy mouth of the three year old.

"Glasshobberh..." Jimin pouted, disappointed his entertainment was taken away.

Jimin looked at Yoongi, eyes big and glassy.

Oh shit, Yoongi accidentally made eye contact. He was trying to avoid doing that as he always, always, gives in to those eyes and chubby cheeks.

Jimin continued staring, tears creeping up, making his eyes sparkle. His lower lip wobbled. Yoongi knew that Jimin was a crybaby since Jimin's first day at the orphanage. However, Yoongi could always soothe him, if he acts fast enough.

Yoongi quickly put the book in his other hand down. Yoongi was studying the books donated to their orphanage so that he can get a well-paying job when he grows older, and give a better life to the other children here. He supposes studying would have to wait. He has an adorable tyke to coax now.

Yoongi lifted Jimin by his underarms and tucked him into his chest. For a seven year old, Yoongi is pretty strong from all the babies and toddlers he carries on a daily basis. He rocked Jimin side to side and soon enough, the tears dissipated.

"Aish... what should I do with you," Yoongi grumbled fondly as Jimin started giggling and nuzzling into his chest, both boys enjoying the comfort from each other.

•-•-•

"Yoonie!" Jimin shouted, jumping up and down in the hall and then bulldozing into Yoongi's lap once he found him at his usual spot. Yoongi was reading by the window.

"Yes, baby?" Yoongi asked the excited five year old, whose face was red from running, looking like a cute tomato.

"I found a coin!" Jimin exclaimed, showing the dull copper to his favourite hyung.

"Oh, and what do you want to do with it, baby?" Yoongi asked as he used his fingers to comb the boy's hair which was sticking up all over from running about.

"We should return the coin, Yoonie, shall we go to the magishderate's office?"

"Awww, baby, you are such a good boy," Yoongi cooed. His favourite younger sibling is too precious for this world. "Okay, lets go to the magistrate's."

•-•-•

"Baby, why are you so dirty? Quickly, wipe the mud off your face and maybe you'll be adopted by the nice-looking couple."

"No! No no no!" Jimin squealed as he tried to wiggle away, shocking Yoongi as Jimin always listens to him.

"Baby, what's wrong? You are so pretty and such a good boy usually. If you clean up, the couple would definitely adopt you and you will have a much better life than now. You will have more than one meal a day, a lot of toys, a father and a mother- baby no, stop running!"

Jimin ran, slipping away and bolted up the tree in the yard. The couple definitely didn't want a handful, so they skipped over Jimin who was finally tugged down from the tree and was adamant to not talk to them, and picked another child to adopt instead.

Jimin was relieved.

Yoongi was angry at Jimin, and disappointed. Disappointed that Jimin chose to be a brat on today of all days, and missed the chance for a better life, which Yoongi wasn't sure he could give the boy however much he wanted to.

"Jimin," Yoongi started, and Jimin's heart stuttered at how Yoongi doesn't call him "Baby" as usual, "do you know what you did wrong today?"

Jimin bit his lip as fat tears started to drip down his face and Yoongi had to hold himself back from going over to wrap the boy up in his arms.

"You are ten now, and if you get any older, you will be like me. Unwanted and stuck in this orphanage because I'm too old to be cute and no one wants that. Do you want to be like me, huh?"

And at that, Jimin full out burst into tears, choking on his words, "y-yes! I want to be l-like you, I w-want to be with Y-yoonie and I d-don't want to be that c-couple's kid because th-they said they only w-wanted one!"

Jimin didn't want a better life. He would want any life that has his Yoonie in it. So what if Yoonie is older and "not as cute", Yoonie is perfect the way he is. The way he smiles, the way he takes care of the other kids, the way he studies hard for all their sakes, Yoonie is the best.

Jimin wailed, feeling sadder and sadder as he cried, that his clothes are muddy and sticky, that Yoonie doesn't call him "Baby", that Yoonie wanted him gone.

"Waaaahhhhhhhh Y-Yoonie!!!!!"

"Oh, baby, hush hush, don't cry," Yoongi coaxed as he almost tripped over himself in his haste to pull Jimin into a hug, gripping the smaller boy tightly.

"Y-Yoonie doesn't want me any-anymore!"

"No no, baby, that's not true. Yoonie wants you. Always and always, okay? I just...you could have a much better life if you had gone with them."

"No! Yoonie s-studies. Y-Yoonie will be n-number one in the e-exams and Yoonie will give everyone a g-good life."

"Yeah?" Yoongi asked, his heart doing a flip at the words. "Baby believes in me?"

"Yeah..." Jimin slurred, as exhaustion claimed him after all the running and crying he did in the day, and he dozed off in Yoongi's arms.

Yoongi sighed, petting the precious boy's hair, holding him snugly in his embrace. Yoongi doesn't want to let go.

•-•-•

"Hyung, Yoongi-hyung, you're staring at Jimin-hyung again," a young boy whispered to Yoongi.

"Huh? Oh, thanks."

Jimin is thirteen and Yoongi is seventeen. Yoongi can't stop staring at the boy who had taken his heart since years ago, and is growing prettier by the day.

•-•-•

"Yoonie!"

"Oh, petal, what is it?"

Jimin tilted his head, trying to recall since when does Yoonie stop calling him "Baby" and stuck with "Petal" or "Doll" instead.

He doesn't remember. But that is not what he is here for today.

"Yoonie, I went to the temple to pray for you today. This is a good-luck charm so that you will place number one in the exams tomorrow."

"Yeah? Thank you, Petal," Yoongi said as he laid his palm flat for Jimin to put the charm onto his hand.

"A-ahem," Jimin cleared his throat and mumbled, "I'll pin it on for you." Jimin stepped closer, and they were almost nose to nose and mouth to mouth as Jimin pinned the charm onto Yoongi's lapel.

Jimin's hands were trembling and Yoongi was blushing. No one said anything.

"Goodnight, Yoonie."

"Y-Yeah, good night, Doll. Wait. T-tomorrow, after the exam, shall we go boating in the river?"

"With all the other kids?"

"No! I mean, just us two."

"Oh....oh, I'd like that, Yoonie."

•-•-•

"Are you guys sneaking out on a date again?"

"It's not a date!" Jimin said, louder than necessary.

"Yeah," Yoongi replied nonchalantly at the same time.

"...Yoonie!" Jimin squeaked as he buried his face into Yoongi's neck, embarrassed to be caught by the head of the orphanage, of all people.

"Just go, kids. Enjoy your date before you two move into the house the Court awarded our Scholar Min with tomorrow."

"Good night, sir!" Jimin rushed out before pulling Yoongi out of the door into the streets, the other boy laughing at his coyness.

•-•-•

Yoongi is twenty and Jimin is sixteen. They are doing well. The King had the intention to groom Yoongi, and he is on the fast track to be a highly-ranked official.

Yoongi renovated the orphanage, and signed up the children for studies and found jobs for the older ones who wanted to start working.

Yoongi and Jimin were as sweet and loving as ever.

•-•-•
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"A-are you sure, baby?" The petname for Jimin from their younger days slipped out and Yoongi did not even notice, too busy being anxious and he admits, excited as he looked at the boy underneath him, looking so soft and pretty on the bedsheets.

"Yes, I trust you, Yoonie," Jimin said, as he looked up and Yoongi's heart felt so full it almost burst from the trust and love in Jimin's eyes. His precious baby, his flower, his eternal love.

A light blush painted Jimin's cheeks as he pushes his robe off his shoulder, giving Yoongi a perfect view of his collarbones and his chest.

Yoongi inhaled sharply as his eyes followed Jimin's fingers and linger over the fair skin.

"May I?" He croaked and Jimin nodded.

Yoongi reaches for the robe and slips it off slowly and gently, as if Jimin was something delicate and fragile.

"Wow..." Yoongi breathed, taking in the beautiful sight before him. Jimin blushing and almost naked with just a piece of undergarment covering his crotch, all pretty, in his bed, under him, just for him.

Yoongi looked into Jimin's eyes and at the boy's subtle nod, he dived into his neck, placing a tender kiss next to the jugular, and when that wasn't enough, he started nibbling, causing soft pinks and reds to bloom and drawing airy moans and whimpers from the boy. God, how those noises made Yoongi instantly hard.

Yoongi took his time, wanting to worship every inch of skin, interchanging between open-mouthed kisses and planting hickeys onto Jimin's skin as he trailed from the boy's neck to his chest, past his navel, and to his inner thighs.

"Oh!" Jimin gasped as Yoongi sucked a certain spot.

"You like that, Petal?"

"Hnngh, y-yeah..." Jimin managed as Yoongi continued sucking and finding his sensitive spots.

"Ah!" Jimin squeaked as Yoongi moved nearer to his crotch, his breath ghosting over Jimin's length, only separated by a piece of thin undergarments.

"Y-yoonie, p-please-"

Yoongi never wants his Doll to beg. Whatever his Doll wants, he gives. So he unties the undergarments and without hesitation, wraps his lips around the hard length, and licked a stripe from the base to the tip, drawing a long moan from the boy who arched his back uncontrollably.

Yoongi does it again and he hears Jimin's breath stutter. Yoongi is pleased that he is pleasuring the boy.

He relaxes his throat and slotted Jimin's length fully into his mouth in one swift motion and Jimin released a choked moan of surprise and pleasure as he is enveloped in a hot heat.

"Hnngh! Ha-ah y-yoon I, I can't!"

Yoongi was sucking and licking with his tongue, the wet and warm muscle lapping against Jimin's length, delivering pleasure that Jimin had never felt before. It was too much for the virgin.

Soon, Jimin's thighs started to tremble and the boy subconsciously lifted his hips to rut into the heat, hands gripping onto the bedsheets.

Yoongi took it all, just like how he had given his heart fully to the boy.

"I'm gonna- Y-yoon!"

Yoongi thought there was no more beautiful sound than Jimin screaming his name as he came, ribbons of cum spurting into Yoongi's mouth. Yoongi swallowed every drop, continuing to suck and milk Jimin as the boy rides through the orgasm amidst whines and whimpers.

Yoongi finally releases Jimin from his mouth as the boy calms down from his high and goes limp on the bed, eyes droopy from the exertion.

Jimin looked down at Yoongi dazedly, exhaustion and post-orgasm bliss clouding his mind.

"You..." Jimin mumbles, "I wanna see you..."

Yoongi never denies Jimin so he strips, throwing his garments somewhere in the room, baring all of himself to his lover, all pale skin and fully hard length.

Jimin gulped. Yoongi was bigger than he expected.

"I... I want to help," Jimin mumbled as he sat up, gingerly reaching out to touch Yoongi, who allows it. His small hand curls around Yoongi's length who inhaled sharply at the contact, and gives it a light stroke.

Jimin shyly looks into Yoongi's eyes and the mix of Jimin's coyness and eagerness was enough for Yoongi to moan out loud.

Encouraged, Jimin added more strength to his grip and flicked his wrist faster.

"Yeah, that's it baby, that's it," Yoongi murmured, feeling pleasure coiling in his lower stomach.

"Haahh..." Yoongi breathed as Jimin runs his thumb over the slit at the tip.

Yoongi's length was turning redder by now, the veins running by the side prominent and thick, and Yoongi grabbed Jimin's hand, stopping him from moving.

Jimin looked up with confusion in his eyes.

"Lie down, baby, I will get something and we can do this another way."

Yoongi stood up and rummaged in the drawers for the essential oil he had bought for Jimin to add to his bath.

He returned to the bed to see Jimin lying down on his side, patiently waiting for his return.

"Here," Yoongi directed Jimin to lie on his back and to open his legs, with his hole exposed to the air. "Tell me to stop if you don't feel comfortable. Okay, Petal?"

Jimin nods.

Yoongi opens the bottle, slathering a generous amount onto his fingers. He spreads Jimin's legs and cheeks wider and inserts a digit into Jimin's hole.

"Ah!" Jimin squeaked in surprise at foreign feeling. It was odd, a slimy finger in his ass, but it wasn't unbearable. Why was Yoongi doing this though?

"You okay, baby?"

"Y-Yeah," Jimin decided.

Yoongi pushed the finger in and out, letting Jimin get used to the stretch.

Yoongi adds another finger and Jimin couldn't stop the whimper tumbling from his lips, still unused to the feeling of something moving in his ass.

Yoongi starts to scissor Jimin open and Jimin lets out a surprised whine as Yoongi brushed against his prostate, the jolt of pleasure shooting straight to Jimin's groin and the boy instinctively clenched onto Yoongi's fingers.

"It's okay, baby, relax," Yoongi soothed and pats Jimin's ass gently with his other hand, coaxing the boy to unclench his muscles.

Yoongi adds another finger. This time, apart from pushing his fingers to stretch Jimin's walls, he made sure to hit the prostate from time to time, making Jimin wiggle in pleasure and reach full hardness again.

By the time Yoongi adds the fourth finger, Jimin was a whimpering mess, hair sticking to sweaty forehead, dick leaking with precum, and legs subconsciously spread wide for Yoongi to have easy access.

Yoongi almost came at the sight.

"It might hurt a little, okay?" Yoongi warned as he lifted Jimin's legs onto his shoulders. Yoongi coats his length with the oil and aligned himself to Jimin's entrance.

Yoongi drilled into Jimin in one go.

"Hnngh!" Jimin whimpered at the same time Yoongi moaned. Yoongi's length was too big for Jimin. But it wasn't as painful as he expected because Yoongi had stretched him out enough.

"You're so tight, Doll," Yoongi said as he shudders in pleasure from the tightness squeezing his length. "So, so good," Yoongi praised, and Jimin whined shyly.

"Can I move, baby?"

"Y-yeah, you c-can," Jimin stuttered after he felt his walls get used to the size.

Yoongi experimentally pulled out slowly, leaving only the tip inside, then slammed back into the boy, aiming straight for the prostate. Jimin moaned as his eyes rolled back in pleasure, and Yoongi could not get enough of the velvet walls massaging his length.

Soon, the room was filled with obscene squelching sounds and praises, and whines and moans bounced off the walls.

Heat was radiating from the naked bodies.

As Yoongi thrusts, he holds Jimin's waist with one hand and he wraps his other around Jimin's length, pumping it hard and fast.

"Haahh, Y-yoon! Yoon!" Jimin squeaks as he feels his high barrelling into him, knocking the air out of his lungs and he feels the pleasure skyrocketing, the double stimulation to his prostate and dick tipping him over the edge.

"Come for me, baby," Yoongi grunts, and his encouragement made Jimin release onto his stomach, body trembling in ecstasy. Jimin lost consciousness for a moment until Yoongi's voice brought him back to reality.

"You're doing so well, baby. You're so beautiful. So so pretty, just for me," Yoongi chanted, chasing his own orgasm as Jimin writhed from oversensitivity, the motions sending vibrations to Yoongi's length.

"Agh!" Yoongi moans as Jimin clenched especially hard on him. Yoongi grits his teeth from the unbearable pleasure. His thrusts started getting sloppy as he nears his climax.

With a final grunt of Jimin's name, Yoongi releases, filling Jimin up with his hot seed.

"Yoonie..." Jimin breathed airily as Yoongi pulls out and his cum drips out from Jimin's hole to down his thighs. Yoongi thinks he can watch this view all day.

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"You did so good, baby," Yoongi leans in, pressing kisses to Jimin's temple and hair as he praises him, telling him he is the prettiest. Jimin smiles into his neck and they cuddle, enjoying each other's presence with their hearts full with love.

They thought things would never change.

•-•-•

Jimin is on his knees in his own home. He curls into himself as a pair of feet circles him leisurely, and their owner scans him from top to bottom.

"So you are his lover?" Prince Taemin murmurs. "You are the boy whom he is unwilling to leave, for me?"

"Hmmm," Prince Taemin continues, "you're indeed pretty, but what's so special about you? Special enough for Min Yoongi to reject father's orders for him to marry a prince of this Kingdom. Father was willing to let you be the highest ranked Consort, second to me, yet I've heard he rejected the idea, saying that for as long as he lives, he will only have one spouse, and that is you, Jimin. That riches and power matters not, that you wouldn't want them as well."

His Yoonie said that? That he only wants Jimin? Jimin smiles, his Yoonie knows him well. He doesn't need anything as long as they have each other.

"Oh," Prince Taemin breathed. "Oh."

Prince Taemin recognises that look. He had seen it before. It was the way his father looks at Royal Consort Kim, the Consort who had managed to live peacefully in the palace for over twenty years, whom Prince Taemin's mother, the Queen herself, gives full respect because Royal Consort Kim is his father's true love. The woman who commands the King's full attention just by stepping into the room.

"Oh no, no, we can't have this. I had come here today to convince you to tell Min Yoongi to accept the order, even though his consent is nothing beside father's orders, but I had wanted to start the marriage on a good note. But now, I don't think so. I will not let someone like you exist. There will be no second Royal Consort Kim in this household."

"Men!" Prince Taemin calls. He takes out a small vial from his robes and orders the guards, "make the boy drink every drop."

Yoongi was unfortunately a moment too late. When he returned to his home, Yoongi could almost hear his heart shatter at the sight of his baby on his knees with his hair pulled back by a guard and feebly prying off another pair of hands pulling his jaw open.

Jimin had been force-fed half the poison and was crying for his Yoonie, his tears mixing with the blood dripping from his eyes. He was only a shallow breath away from death. This time, Yoongi was not able to wipe those tears away and see his Jimin smile.

Yoongi had knocked Prince Taemin and the guards out of the way to grab his lover and the poison. Before he finished the rest of the poison in a single gulp, he stared straight into Prince Taemin's eyes and swore, "if I ever return to this land, I will remove the entire royal family, and the surname of this Kingdom will no longer be Lee."

At his final moment as Yoongi feels the poison burn through every vein, he remembers everything.

•-•-•

"Turn back, Min Yoongi. Return and you will be King, then rule the Kingdom. After you bring the Kingdom to prosperity, changing the lives of the people for the better, you will have contributed enough to pass your test. You will then attain full powers of a God, and leave your Demi-god years behind."

"And Jimin? What happens to him?"

"He is but your trial, Min Yoongi. He is a soul outside of the cycle of life and death."

"You mean... he was never meant to be real?"

"Indeed."

"No...no way." His baby, gone forever?

"No!" Yoongi yells, he will not allow it. Yoongi grabs the God of the underworld by the collar, who widened its eyes in surprise. This was a first. So far, the first never chased to the underworld, the second turned back, and the third, well, is Min Yoongi.

"Where is he!?"

"What's the point, Min Yoongi, when he would cease to exist soon? Why not work towards your Godhood instead?"

Soon? He is still here?

"I said," Yoongi gritted, punctuating each word, "where is he!?"

"Yeowch!" The God of the Underworld let out an undignified sound of pain as it was punched on the nose.

"Well, sonny, punching me won't make me want to tell you how to get him back!"

"Wait, there's a way?"

"W-what? No? I didn't say that? You didn't hear that from me, oh no no."

"Tell me, you oldie! We are running out of time!"

"You..." the God of the Underworld gaped as it held its nose with one hand and sees Min Yoongi on his knees, begging, "please, I can do anything to have him back."

"Anything?"

"Yes," Yoongi answers without hesitation.

"Even your Godhood and life force, and that you may never see him again?"

"Yes. He made me feel so much, that I feel I have lived more than my thousands of years of existence in these twenty years alone. He doesn't have to love me again and I don't have to see him again. I just...I can't be a God in a world without him."

The God of the underworld sighed. "Well, since you are so persistent...and I might be slightly touched by your love, I will tell you. You have to give half your life force to bring his soul into the cycle of life and death, and as punishment for forcefully tying a soul to the realms, you will never attain full Godhood. Are you willing?"

"Yes. Without him in this world, I have no love left to offer." The God of the Underworld had never seen another pair of eyes as steadfast for all his time, and for a long time afterwards.

The God of the Underworld shakes its head. Thousands of years of training as a Demi-god, a single step away from full Godhood, and this one abandons it all for love for a single soul.

So be it, it will help them.

The God of the Underworld lifts its hand and places a finger on Yoongi's forehead.

"Aghhhhhhhhhhh!" A wave of agony of unparalleled proportions hits Yoongi and he screams, his pained shout terrifying even the spirits of the Underworld as the God of the Underworld rips Yoongi's life force in two, and extracts the half for Jimin.

Yoongi's vision was filled with white as he blacks out, vaguely seeing a silhouette beside the God of the Underworld before his eyelids shut.

"Yoonie. Oh, my Yoonie," Jimin cries as he strokes Yoongi's face, planting a chaste kiss to his lover's lips.

"Come, child. You will take the path towards reincarnation."

"Please, just a little more time," Jimin pleads as he cradles Yoongi's face, trying to memorise every feature even if he would forget it all in his next lifetime.

"Aigoo...the both of you are making this difficult for me. Oh alright I admit I'm a sucker for romance," the God of the Underworld grumbles, pulling a drop of its own life force from its forehead.

The God of the Underworld moulds the drop into a string, and ties it to the boys' pinkie fingers. He mumbles into Yoongi's ear, "Min Yoongi, for every two hundred years, you will serve as Demi-god, and you will be in time for each reincarnation of Park Jimin. You will be born with the mark of a lily on your wrist and you will serve your duty to better the lives of the human realm. This string will draw you to Park Jimin. But whether he will love you again, is up to the both of you.

Since I have decided to help you, I might as well let you keep your memories when you are human, and let Park Jimin remember everything as well when the right conditions are fulfilled. Good luck."

•-•-•

Meet either of the following for Park Jimin to regain his memories:

1. Death

2. When he first falls in love with Min Yoongi in his prevailing lifetime

3. When he willingly gives his body to Min Yoongi in his prevailing lifetime

End