Yoongis POV:

Jimin flew through the air. Brakes screeched. Jimin's body landed lifeless on the road. I screamed out and ran towards Jimin. Ahri got out of the car. "Professor..." I ignored her. "Jimin, please, wake up! Please! I love you!", I sobbed. I heard the passers-by talking. "The ambulance is coming." Jimin was taken to the hospital and operated on. I called to the others in a panic. Ahri was standing next to me. "Yoongi..." I looked at her angrily. "Professor Min." Ahri sighed. "Babe..." My nostrils flared and I clenched my fists. "I'm not your babe," I hissed and called the police. I pointed at Ahri. "She hit Jimin with the car. And she is harassing me. I am her professor not her babe," I said shakily. "Babe!" began Ahri and then fell silent as she realised her mistake. The police were going to arrest her. "No! Yoongi!" she shrieked, "Please Jimin is gone. It's just you and me now." "What?", I whispered.

Hoseoks POV:

Stunned, I stared at Ahri. "Ahri?" the director asked behind and perplexed. Ahri looked pleadingly at Yoongi. "You belong to me. But you only ever had eyes for Park Jimin. I blew your cover because I thought that would cause you to separate from me." I looked at her. "You only hit the brakes just before he did. Yet you saw him before." Ahri laughed. "Well, with Jimin gone, Yoongi needs someone to cry to. Me." Everyone stared at her in disbelief. The police arrested Ahri. "Professor Min," the director began. Yoongi looked at him. The director went down on his knees to apologise. Yoongi asked him to stand up. "I should apologise. A relationship with a student..." The headmaster denied. "No Yoongi, I overreacted a bit too. But Park Jimin will not continue to be your student. Others would think you before mature your friend." Yoongi began to cry. "This happened because of me. I didn't want to get him in trouble and I broke up with him."

Jins POV:

We went to see Jimin at the hospital. Jimin was still in surgery. Tae and Jungkook were running back and forth. Someone ran towards us. I looked up. It was Yoongi. The whole thing had taken him. "Where is he? Where's my Chimmy?" he gasped breathlessly. I stepped forward. "Your chimmy? It's not your Chim." I glared at Yoongi. "You broke up with him." Jimin was pushed out of the operating room. "Baby," Yoongi said, coming to stand beside Jimin's bed. Jimin opened his eyes. "Baby?" Jimin looked at Yoongi. "You ended it. I'm not your baby anymore." Jimin's face was streaked with tears. Yoongi wanted to say something, but Kookie said, "You should go." Yoongi blanched. "I'm sorry, Jimin." I looked at Yoongi. "Go now." Yoongi disappeared after one look at Jimin. Jimin started crying. I took him in my arms.

Jimins POV:

That night I sat at the window of my sickroom and watched the moon. I took my notebook and wrote the new essay for university. My mobile vibrated. Reminder:Min Yoongi's birthday is in 14 days. A picture of Yoongi appeared. I closed my eyes and put my phone away. Tae, Kookie and Namjoon visited me in the morning and I gave him my essay. Namjoon smiled. "Yoongi will be happy." I got sad. The boys exchanged meaningful glances. Tae cleared his throat. "Yoongi-hyung asks me every day how you are. He's gotten so skinny." I pretended not to care. "Tell him I'm fine." Whenever I heard Yoongi's name, I felt like my heart would shatter. There was a knock and a flower delivery man entered. "A bunch of roses for Park Jimin." I looked up. My eyes snapped open. "From who...?", I began. Everyone looked at me meaningfully. My heart hammered as I was handed the flowers. I read the note. "Get well soon my strong little boy."

Yoongis POV:

2 weeks later:

I was standing at home in front of the shirt trying to cook. I thought of Jimin and promptly burnt myself. The doorbell rang. I opened it, cursing. I froze at the sight. Jimin. "Chim...you here...? How?", I began. "Your injury...?" Jimin stepped up to me. "Happy birthday, Professor." I looked at his plump lips. Jimin smiled at me. "Something wrong hyung?" I walked into the kitchen. "You're not supposed to be here, Jimin." Jimin followed me. "I'm not allowed or you don't want to?" I turned to him. "Can't or won't?" I turned to face him. "Mr. Park..." "Jimin," he objected, pulling out a cake. "Happy birthday, Yoongi-hyung." I just looked at him. Jimin stepped towards me. "Let me be your baby." My mouth dropped open. Jimin lifted his hands ran them over my shirt. I swallowed. Jimin looked me in the eye and unbuttoned his own. Jimin leaned forward. "Happy birthday."

Jimins POV:

I saw Yoongi struggling with himself. My shirt was now completely open. I smiled furtively. I turned to the cake. "Do you want cake too, Professor?", I asked, sitting down on the kitchen counter. Yoongi stepped towards me and placed his hands beside my body. I smiled happily. Yoongi bit his lips. "Do you want?", I asked seductively and gently. Yoongi looked at me. "Yes a big piece, please." Yoongi moved closer to me and I closed my eyes expectantly. My heart raced expectantly. My legs were trembling. Yoongi bent down and took a piece. I opened my eyes after 10 seconds and caught sight of Yoongi eating the cake. I gave a depressed sigh. This guy was driving me crazy. Yoongi stepped towards me. Only a two-finger width separated us. My legs were wobbly. My stomach tingled as if butterflies were flying around. "I'm sorry, little boy, but I'm just putting you in danger. I'm not the one..." began Yoongi. I put my arms around him and silenced him with a kiss. 

Taes POV:

I called Jin, Namjoon, Hobi and Kookie and asked if Jimin was with him. They all said no. Namjoon said, "Maybe he's with Yoongi-hyung? We should go too?" "Why?", I asked. Namjoon sighed, "Tae, it's hyung's birthday today." Jimin was discharged from the hospital. Where else would he be if he's not with us." I stared at my phone. Jin called out, "Yes, Taehyung, get ready. Go!" I jumped up. Ten minutes later, Jin picked me up and we drove to Yoongi's place. I rang the doorbell. Jimin opened with flushed cheeks. "Chim!", I cried, falling into his arms. "You're staying at Yoongi-hyung's again?", I asked in amazement. Jimin nodded. Yoongi appeared. "A problem with that, Kim-san?" I looked at him. "Yoongi-hyung, don't call me that. In private, I'm your Tae-Bear." Yoongi looked at me seriously, then smiled. "Okay, baby Tae," I said, pinching his cheek.

Jungkooks POV:

Tae clung to Yoongi. "Happy birthday, hyungi." Yoongi grinned. "Thanks baby." I looked at Jimin, who pressed his lips together disapprovingly. I stood next to him. "Don't worry hyung, they're just friends." Jimin snorted. I looked at him. "Hyung, are you jealous?" Jimin didn't answer. I saw Jimin's hands shaking. "Chim," I began. Jimin turned away and ran out of the flat. Everyone stood there silenced. I ran after him. I found Jimin leaning against the wall of the house a street away. Jimin looked sad. "Hyung?", I asked quietly. Jimin smiled fake. "It's okay Kookie. I just needed some fresh air." I saw Jimin's hands shaking. "Hyung...", I began again. "I'm fine, Jeon Jungkook!", Jimin yelled at me. I sat down with Jimin. "Hyung, Yoongi and Tae go way back. Yoongi is like Tae's big brother." Jimin started to cry. I took him in my arms. Jimin cried his heart out. "Chim...", Tae began.

Jimins POV:

I smiled at Tae. "It's all right, Tata. You're Mr. Min's baby. I had thought..." I laughed. "I'm so stupid. I thought our kiss..." Again I faltered. "My kiss. It was my kiss. Yoongi didn't return it." I ran a hand through my hair. "I have to go." I jumped up and hurriedly ran away. "Jimin!" Rain began to fall. Within seconds, I was soaked. I was cold. I sat down on the road. Crap, crap, crap. "Park Jimin?" it rang out. I looked up. Kang Woo-hoo. I smiled. "Hyungi, you're back from Europe?" I fell into his arms laughing. "Jimin," Yoongi's call rang out. I sighed. Kang Woo-ho looked at me. "Who?""Professor Min," I said please. Woo-ho looked at me worriedly. "Are you walking around in the rain because of him?!" I said nothing. Woo-ho brushed the strands of hair from my face. "Don't touch him!", Yoongi growled and held my arm tightly.

Yoongis POV:

Jimin tore himself away. "Let go of me!" Jimin turned to Woo-hoo. "Let's go." I pulled Jimin to me by the hips. "We're going home. To my place." Jimin tried to push me away. "Jiminie," I murmured. Jimin's resistance lessened, but he still resisted. Woo-hoo cleared his throat. "Let's go eat, Jimin-shi. Come on, baby." My grip tightened. I leaned down to Jimin's ear. "Jiminie." Woo-hoo pulled Jimin to him. "I don't know what you did to Jimin, but he's not coming to see you." "Do you love him?" asked Woo-hoo. Jimin faltered. Slowly, he turned around. Woo-hoo smiled. "Of course." He pulled Jimin with him. "What scares Jimin the most?", I asked Woo-hoo. Woo-hoo snorted. "Listen. I don't know who you are and why you're running after him so pathetically, but Jimin is my friend." Jimin keeps reliving the car accident with his parents at night. He's afraid of losing people he loves," I told Woo-hoo.

Jimins POV:

I looked up at Yoongi. Yoongi looked at Woo-hoo. "You were in Europe and you didn't give a sh** about him." The rain continued to beat down on us. Woo-hoo smiled. "I had to take care of my studies. It's the only way I can give Jimin a good life." Yoongi snorted. "You don't even know him, do you? He doesn't want money. He wants love, care. Not money." Yoongi turned to me. "Go with him or come home." Home. I stared at Yoongi. Yoongi turned away and left. "Jimin," Woo-hoo began. I looked at him. "He's right, you don't know me." I tried to leave, but Woo-hoo held me. "Chim, I'll buy you a house, a yacht and we'll travel the world. I did this for you." I went to Yoongi. "I want to be your baby, your little boy or whatever you want to call me. Can I?" I looked up at him expectantly. Yoongi looked me in the eye.

Yoongis POV:

Woo-hoo snorted. "He's your teacher!" Jimin smiled. "Not any more. Yoongi is right. I want love and care. I want to be loved." Jimin looked up at me. "By you!" I gulped. Rain pelted down on us. I took Jimin's hand. "Let's go before you get sick," I said, pulling him home with me. Dripping wet, we came home. "Aish, so wet," I complained. I turned to look at Jimin. Jimin jumped up at me and pressed his lips to mine. "Hmm, Jimin," I murmured, but Jimin didn't let go of me. Jimin pulled off his shirt in a kiss. "Jimin!", I breathed. "Go take a shower, professor. You'll get sick if you don't." I just looked at him. I unbuttoned Jimin's shirt and unzipped Jimin's pants, then pushed him into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and pushed Jimin in. I looked in the mirror. 'What's happening, Yoongi? Jimin opened the shower. "Hyung?" I didn't look at him. "Shower done, Jimin." Jimin stepped out of the shower. I turned and caught sight of Jimin in front of me. Jimin undressed completely. "Come hyung."

Jimins POV:

Yoongi swallowed. "Jimin, I can't." I looked at him and tears came to my eyes. I sniffled. "It's okay. It's not like I'm your steady boyfriend. Do you even like boys that way?" Yoongi said nothing. "Oh God," I breathed, getting dressed. "Oh god!", I whimpered. "Jimin...," Yoongi began. "Our first kiss in your kitchen.... that was a reflex," I breathed and hurriedly grabbed my things. "Why did you get caught with me in the university? It cost you your job. I practically confessed my love to you just now. You saw me undressed. I confessed to you that I wanted to be your little boy." I dressed. "When you said "come home" I thought.... Oh, I don't know what I thought. Oh, God. Oh God." I looked around frantically, "I can't live here anymore." I wanted to leave but Yoongi held me back. "Jimin, it's not like that. You asked the wrong question. The truth is, I've never been in love with a boy - until I met you."

Yoongis POV:

I pulled Jimin against me. "I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman. Jimin, please stay with me." Jimin cried hard. "You idiot. You have no idea, do you?!" I looked at him, perplexed. "Clue about what?" Jimin kissed me. I groaned against his mouth. "I'm sorry, Jimin." Jimin broke away. I sighed longingly. "You're such an idiot, Professor. I'll tell you again. I'm in love. With my professor from my former university. He took me in, makes me happy. I want to be his little boy. The question is, does he want to be my daddy?" Dry-mouthed, I stared at him. "You want me to be your daddy? Do you know what you're asking?" Jimin glared into my eyes. "Hyung, we had this topic in school. I know what people do when they are in love. I'm 24 years old!" I said nothing but looked at him. Jimin turned away. "Anyway. I'll have to find another daddy then." I imagined Jimin with another man and how they made love. "No!" I growled and pulled Jimin back by the arm.

Jins POV:

I saw Taekook, Hobi and Namjoon stifle their laughter. Tae giggled. "So Jimin-shi has hyung as his daddy." Jimin and Yoongi jumped apart, startled. Yoongi was pale. "S...when did ... you here?" I looked at Yoongi piercingly. "Doesn't matter. So you're officially with Chim?" JK grinned. "Of course. Yoongi is Jimin's daddy." Yoongi glared at us. Tae walked over to Jimin excitedly, "Has Yoongi become your daddy yet?" "Tae!", I chided him, but Tae just grinned. Jimin looked down sadly. "I have to find a new daddy." I saw Yoongi seething with anger. Namjoon nodded at me. "Jimin, how about Hobi as your..." "Shut up!" raged Yoongi. I continued talking. "...Daddy. In the evening, Hobi would massage you and cook dinner. He'd help you with your essays and as a reward he'd..." Hobi cleared his throat. "How about it Jiminie? I'll fix you something to eat and then we'll take a bath together."

Hoseoks POV:

I smiled at Jimin and pulled him to me. I leaned down to Jimin's ear. "Play along." Jimin swallowed and closed his eyes. I bent down to Jimin's neck. Smack! I was on the floor with a bloody lip. Jimin cried out. Yoongi stood over me, furious. "Jimin is my little boy! MINE!" he raged. Yoongi grabbed me by the collar. "I'm his daddy, all right?!"

To be continued...