"Jungkookie... Wake up, sweetie."
Jungkook whined and turned around, disappearing into the covers.
"Baby... We have to go to uni. Classes start soon."
"Don' wanna..."
Taehyung looked at Jungkook, shocked.
"Kookie...? Are you little?"
Jungkook peaked out off the covers. He saw Taehyung's face and immediately started crying.
He taught that Taehyung was disappointed in him, but he understood it wrong.
Taehyung was not disappointed in him, just surprised, because Jungkook never woke up little.
"S-sowwy dada! Kookoo couldn't hewp i-it... Don't be m-mad!"
"Oh baby..."
He picked Jungkook up, seating him on his lap.
"I'm not mad at you. Why would you think that?"
"C-cause kookoo and dada have classes and kookoo l-little."
"So? If you're feeling little then it's okay to slip. Never force yourself to be big, bunny. Understand?"
Jungkook nodded.
"D-destand... But dada go classes?"
Taehyung cooed at Jungkook's cuteness.
"Of course not bunny. Daddy's going to stay with you. It's just one time, so it's no problem."
Jungkook giggled, happy that Taehyung's staying.
"How old are you baby? Can you tell me that?"
Taehyung knew that he was under 3 years old, because he calls him dada and not daddy.
"T-tree!"
Jungkook happily pointed 4 fingers towards Taehyung.
Taehyung laughed.
"It's three baby and not tree."
Jungkook was pretty slow when he is little, so sometimes it could be that he's six years old and couldn't even count. Almost every time when he was in little space he would have a cute little stutter, that made Taehyung fall in love even more.
Jungkook pouted.
"Dada no laugh! M-meanie!"
Taehyung bit his lip to prevent himself from laughing again.
"I'm sorry, baby. Daddy just think it's cute."
Jungkook blushed and buried his face into Taehyung's neck.
"How about I make us breakfast and call the uni to tell them that we're not coming today, hm?"
Jungkook nodded, but whined when Taehyung tried to get him off his lap.
"Dada n-no! Cawwy kookoo."
"I can't make breakfast and carry you, baby."
Jungkook's bottom lip quivered, his eyes filling with tears. Taehyung panicked.
"No no no... Baby-"
Too late. Jungkook started wailing like crazy. He rocked back and forth, trying to calm Jungkook down. But he didn't. He stood up from the bed with Jungkook on his hip, bouncing him up and down.
"See, baby? Daddy is carrying you. No need to cry."
Jungkook wiped his teary eyes and snot on Taehyung's sweater, the little one cringing at the wetness.
"D-dada cawwy?"
"Yes, baby. Daddy's going to carry you, but you have to be a good boy."
"Kookoo always g-good boy."
Taehyung kissed Jungkook's forehead. "Of course you are."
He carried the smalled boy into the kitchen, placing him on the kitchen counter.
"Baby, you're not going to move until daddy is finished with the vegetables, okay?"
"N-no! Don't wanna v-veg... Veg..."
"Vegetables?"
"Yes! That w-word... Wanna cookies!"
"Sunshine, you already ate cookies yesterday. Today we are going to eat something healthy for breakfast."
Jungkook pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I'm going to get your pacifier, okay?"
He placed Jungkook on the floor, so he wouldn't fall of the counter.
"Be right back, baby."
Taehyung left and Jungkook started searching for the flour and milk. That's the only thing he remembered from the recipe.
"Dada meanie... Kookoo wan' cookies."
He mumbled to himself.
He grabbed the flour and placed it on the floor, the milk following after.
"Sooo..."
"Jungkookie! Jiminie is calling so wait for me for a bit."
"Yes dada!"
He searched for a bowl, but then he quickly realized that it was on the top shelf, where Taehyung could barely reached it. Since Jungkook was a little bit smaller than Taehyung, there was no way he could do it.
"Hmm... Kookoo can do it on f-floor!"
He picked the flour up and threw the whole content on the floor. He giggled, happily.
"Then m-milk..."
He poured the whole bottle of milk with it, the milk soaking his socks.
"Hey baby, Jiminie said-"
Taehyung stopped in his tracks, eyes widening.
"Jungkook?! What the h*ll did you do?!"
Jungkook huffed.
"Kookoo's making c-cookies, cause dada say n-no cookies, but Kookoo wan' cookies!"
Taehyung pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself down.
"Jungkook. You were a really bad boy, so-"
"No! Kookoo good boy!"
Jungkook's cheeks tinted red from all the yelling.
"Jungkook, I let this one slide, but not if you don't help me."
"Kookoo did nothin' w-wrong! KOOKOO. IS. A. GOOD. BOY!" He screamed the last sentence.
Taehyung had enough.
"Jeon Jungkook! In the corner! Now!"
Jungkook stomped his foot.
"I dare you to do that again!"
Jungkook slowly raised his foot, before stomping it on the
floor again.
Taehyung grabbed Jungkook by his arm, pulling him into the corner of the living room. Jungkook was trashing around, screaming and crying, but Taehyung was not having it.
"Face towards the wall."
Jungkook unwillingly turned around, plopping down on the floor. Taehyung let him be, heading towards the kitchen. He sighed when he saw the mess Jungkook made and the screams and cries from him were also not really helping Taehyung. After 20 minutes of cleaning, Taehyung was finally done. The last five minutes Jungkook has been screaming 'dada' the whole time and Taehyung really had to control himself, not to cuddle Jungkook. But he had to learn his lesson.
He headed towards the living room, spotting Jungkook on the same spot he left him, teary eyes and messy face. He grabbed a tissue and crouched down in front of Jungkook. The brown haired boy immediately jumped into Taehyung's arms. He started sobbing again.
"You were such a good boy, baby..."
Taehyung gently stroked Jungkook's head, rocking back and forth.
"Daddy loves you very much."
"Kookoo loves d-dada too..."
His voice was hoarse from all the crying.
"Awww... my baby. Do you want some warm milk and honey?"
Jungkook shook his head, as a no.
"W-wan' cuddles..."
"Sure, pretty."
Jungkook giggled.
"Kookoo, very p-pwetty!"
Taehyung kissed Jungkook's forehead.
"The prettiest boy in the whole world."
"An' dada is the h-handsomest boy in the w-whole world!"
Jungkook made a hand gesture that should represent the whole world.
Taehyung laughed.
"Are you sure that I'm the handsomest or is it most handsome?"
Jungkook huffed.
"Dada no t-teasing! Kookoo says handsomest!"
Jungkook blushed.
"Come on, baby. Let's go and cuddle."
"D-dada no have school w-work?"
"No baby. Daddy's all yours."
"Yay!"
What a f*cking lie, but Taehyung was way to whipped for this boy to deny his request for cuddling. They both went to the bedroom, Taehyung of course carrying Jungkook.
He layed the boy gently down, wrapping his arms around him.
"Dada?"
"Hm?"
"C-can dada tell kookoo a s-stowy?"
"Sure, petal."
"Once upon a time there was a really pretty prince."
Jungkook gasped.
"Pwettier t-than kookoo?"
Taehyung grinned.
"I have to say that he is a tiny bit prettier than you."
Jungkook frowned.
"His name was Prince Jungkook."
"Dada! You t-tricked kookoo!"
Taehyung laughed.
"I guess I did."
"This pretty prince was protected by a very big and scary dragon."
Jungkook's eyes widened.
"One day an ugly farmer boy named Taehyung-"
"Dada! N-nonsense!"
He hit Taehyung's chest.
"Dada is a h-handsome knight!"
"Ok ok... So this handsome knight wanted to marry the beautiful prince, but he had to pass the scary dragon."
Jungkook buried his face into his boyfriend's chest and Taehyung couldn't help, but coo.
The little prince was very worried for the knight, but luckily he made friends with the dragon and the knight was allowed to go to his prince."
Jungkook clapped his hands at the ending.
"Do you know what the knight did when he met the prince?"
"W-what?"
Taehyung leaned in and kissed Jungkook's lips. The younger one immediately disappeared into the covers.
"D-dada! You barassed kookoo."
"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"Kookoo forgive dada."
"Thank you, baby. Do you want to take a nap now?" Jungkook nodded and not even seconds after Taehyung hear his soft snores. Taehyung pulled Jungkook closer, happily smiling to himself.
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I kinda feel that this story I make is kinda lame or boring I guess but whatever(￣ヘ￣;)
