Jeon jungkook

The clock strikes seven, the beeping on his alarm clock growing incessantly louder as Jungkook's fingers blindly brush along its edges to turn it off.

"Shut uuuuup," he murmurs into his pillow, pushing the clock too far, causing it to topple from the nightstand instead. Groaning, he admits defeat as he pulls away the covers. He sits up with his eyes still closed, hair sticking out in all directions and goosebumps appearing where his warm skin touches the cold bedroom air.

He faintly registers your side of the bed as being empty. Not remembering when or why you got up before him, he ruffles his hair and squints to let his eyes adjust to the light.

It's then he hears the soft padding of toddler's feet and a muffled "daddy?" from behind the bedroom door. Jungkook shoots up like an electric current is shot up his spine and finally, the reason for your absence comes back to him. You're at a seminar out of town. "Don't forget to drive Sooyeon and her friend to school. Mrs Lee will pick them up after and drop her off as soon as you're home. Love you," you had said right before kissing Jungkook goodnight and he had nodded, already half asleep.

Leaping to his feet, he curses softly. With three long strides, he's at the door, swinging it open with a smile that only grows fonder when he sees his daughter looking up at him, her shirt on inside-out. It's obvious she attempted to do her hair herself, asymmetrical pigtails sticking out from both sides and some strands she missed covering the back of her neck. Sooyeon's tapping her foot against the floorboards, mimicking her mother whenever she's impatient, complete with two hands placed on her hips.

"Daddy," she says, her speech still a little muddled but stern, "we're going to be late."

Jungkook's eyes grow big, taking a deep breathe to prevent himself from laughing at how cute she is. "Oh dear, you're right!" he replies, feigning panic where his own has subsided the moment he laid eyes on her. When he bends down to pick her up, she giggles- growing louder as he runs down the stairs as cautiously as he can, into the kitchen.

Sooyeon is watching him with smiley eyes as he reheats yesterday's leftovers. Although fairly certain they'll make it on time, he skips cooking a meal from scratch and keeps throwing looks at the clock to confirm his time calculations.

With five minutes to spare, Jungkook calls his daughter over. There's a smile on her face and excitement in her step that nearly makes her knock into him as he steps from behind the counter. "Are we ready?" she asks, her arms stretched upwards for Jungkook to pick her back up.

"Not quite yet, pumpkin," he coos, the sight of his chaotically self-dressed 3-year old daughter making his heart swell, and he crouches to her level. "We just need to quickly change your shirt. Come here, I'll fix it for you."

After redressing her, he puts her on a chair to redo her hair. Having seen you do it a hundred times before, Jungkook parts her hair to his best abilities. Bobby pins held between his lips, he focuses hard to not pull her hair too hard, or tie the hair tie too tight. And then she's off again, grabbing her little backpack and running to the front door with Jungkook trailing behind her.

"Ready to go to Mrs Lee's house?" Jungkook teases before opening the door, Sooyeon zooming into the front yard and to the car.

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