I felt him start to stir against me as he blinked his eyes heavily a few times. It had been almost two hours since he fell asleep, which was about the average time for his nap.

"Mommy?" he asked in a sleepy voice as his pacifier dropped from his mouth.

"Yes, my sleepy baby?" I responded as he scooted up a little closer to my face. He leaned up and kissed my cheek softly, making me smile at him.

"Mmm baby boy gives good kisses." I grinned, making him flush.

"Love you Mommy." he said, now looking fully into my eyes with his.

"I love you too." I said softly, patting his head. I placed a quick little peck on his full lips, making him gasp and cover his face with his hands.

"Mommy kiss me special?" he asked, his face red as could be.

"Special?" I asked, searching his face.

"Jiminie used to kiss me special til Uncle Yoongi said it a no no." he said, biting his lip.

"Oh, you mean on your lips, baby boy?" I asked, touching his soft bottom lip with my fingertip. He let his lips fall open a little bit, his breath getting a hair faster. Oh God, was he aroused by me doing something that simple? It was just a peck! I didn't mean anything by it!

"Mhm. Jiminie say Uncle Yoongi kiss him special and it make him happy." he said, looking down at his hands, playing with the edge of my shirt.

"Well, when you love someone very much, you kiss them special on the lips." I said, tapping his bottom lip again.

"That mean Mommy love me lots?" he asked, his eyes almost sparkling as he looked up at me. I nodded and watched a beautiful smile spread over his face.

"I love Mommy lots too." he smiled. He leaned close to me and planted a soft kiss on my lips, lingering for a moment.

"Now Kookie, make sure you don't go kissing everyone like that. I know you love Jiminie and Taetae and Jinnie, but don't kiss them like that or their daddies might get mad, ok?" I said, patting his arm.

"Ok Mommy. Taetae say Uncle Hobi give him wet special kisses and it make him feel good. He show me one time, but it make my private hurt. He say Uncle Hobi help him when that happen and he gonna show me but we got in trouble." he said, looking at me in all seriousness. I had to try so hard not to cause him to become more curious about this subject.

"Oh I see." I said simply, not wanting to further elaborate on anything unless he asked.

"Is Mommy gonna give me wet special kisses?" he asked, shifting a little closer to my face. I don't know if this was coming from curiosity, affection, or someplace else, but this was the first time he had breached the subject.

"Do you want me to?" I asked, swallowing hard. I felt my palms get sweaty, getting as nervous as I would if he was in big space.

"Kiss me Mommy." he said, closing his eyes and scooting his face so close to me our noses were touching. I took a deep breath and leaned in the rest of the way slowly, kissing him softly on his lips, applying gentle pressure. He stayed still for a second until he started to kiss me back, moving his lips just barely. I kissed him a bit harder making him start moving around slightly. I went to pull back, feeling odd about this whole thing until he gripped hold of my shirt, kissing me harder. I decided to let the tip of my tongue brush his bottom lip, causing him to let out a tiny moan. His eyes shot open as he pulled back slightly and covered his mouth.

"Are you ok, baby?" I asked, putting my hand on his flushed cheek.

"I maked a noise." he said, still holding his hands over his flushed cheeks. I giggled and placed a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"It's ok baby. That just means you were happy." I said, running my hand through his hair again.

"I feel funny." He said, picking up the sheet and looking down. Oh shit. Nope nope nope.

"Hey baby, what do you want for dinner, huh? Do you want some pizza?" I asked, trying to distract him. He gasped and looked up at me grinning.

"PIZZA!!! Mommy the bestest!" he squealed, sitting up. I got up quickly, letting out a breath of relief. I opened the closet and got down his stuffies, handing him his bunny. He squealed some more and cuddled his bunny close to him. I laughed and held out my hand to him as he took it and followed me down the stairs. I ordered a pizza and sat on the couch, motioning for him to sit beside me. He sat a little ways away from me and laid down, resting his head on my lap. I ran my fingers softly through his hair some more as we watched Iron Man, waiting for dinner to arrive. When it did, we ate our pizza together, him babbling on about things he did with Tae and Jimine when they were together at the park a few weeks ago.

"That reminds me Kookie. Did you know that tomorrow is Saturday and you are going over Uncle Yoongi's and Jiminie's for a sleepover?" I said as I finished cleaning up after dinner.

" YAY!!! Sleepover!!! But does Mommy sleep over too?" he asked, his eyes wide.

"I don't know." I said, wiping his hands with a wet wipe.

"Please Mommy! What if I gets scared and you not there?" he asked, his eyes as big as they could possibly be.

"Ok baby, I will ask Uncle Yoongi. In the meantime, why don't we make a rules list together and you can decorate it with stickers? " I said, squeezing his hand.

"Ok!! I gets my crayons and stickers!" he said, hopping out of his chair and running off toward the stairs. I chuckled and shook my head at his enthusiasm. He came squealing down the stairs a minute later, but as he did, his foot slipped on the stairs and he fell down a couple, landing hard on his knees. I stood up immediately as he started crying loudly.

"Mommy!!" he cried, making grabby arms at me as I rushed over.

"Awww my poor baby. Where did you hurt?" I asked, looking him over. He clutched around my neck, sobbing into it.

"M-m-my knees h-hurts!!" he said, sniffling.

"Come on, lets get up baby boy. You can come sit on my lap and I will make you feel better, ok?" I said, patting his arm. He nodded and let go of my neck, standing up with me. I walked over and sat on the couch as he left his crayons and stickers on the floor, coming over to me. He straddled my lap and cuddled into my neck, still sniffling slightly. I kissed his cheek a few times, rubbing his back. I squeezed him tightly to me, making him whimper and let out a little shuddering sigh.

"I hurt." he said softly, pressing his wet cheek against my neck.

"I know my sweet angel. Maybe next time, don't run down the stairs, ok? It's dangerous and it can hurt you." I said, kissing his head.

"I not run downstairs anymore." he nodded.

"Does my prince want some chocolate milk and then we can make the rules?" I asked. His head shot up and a big grin spread across his previously pouty face.

"Mommy the bestest." he said, pecking my lips quickly.

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