《Little Bit Of Trouble (Jungkook Fanfic) ✔》T W E N T Y - T H R E E
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"But I no want Kookie to go!!" Jiminie whined as we were all getting ready to leave. Taehyung and Jin had both come out of headspace, and tried to reason with both Kookie and Jiminie, but nothing seemed to be working.
"Good luck, Noona." Taehyung sighed as he bid the boys goodbye.
"Mommy, I no wanna leave!!" Kookie pouted, crossing his arms.
"I know, baby, but we have been here for almost a week now and Uncle Yoongi and Jiminie need their space." I said softly.
"But Jiminie wants me to stay, and I no wanna go!" he said in a louder voice, wrinkling his forehead.
"Kookie, did you just yell at me?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. He didn't act out much, so I couldn't figure out what was going on. He shook his head but made an angry face all the moreso.
"Noona, can I have a word for a second?" Namjoon asked as he motioned to the front door. I nodded and walked away from Kookie.
"I think I know why Kookie is so upset." he said quietly, giving me a slightly sad face.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, suddenly worried and questioning myself.
"No, not at all. He used to do this whenever I had to take him home after staying with Jin and I for a while. He would get really upset and either cry or get angry. He had to go back home and be out of headspace for days at a time, all alone. I know he has you now, and he knows this, but I think it's just him still feeling that way when he is having to leave. Apparently he was like this with Yoongi and Hoseok too, so it's nothing you are doing wrong. You may just have to be really firm with him, as much as that sucks." Namjoon said, patting my arm. I nodded and let out a sigh.
"It will be ok, just be strong." Jin smiled, giving me a hug as he came up to the door with their bags.
"Thanks. I will call you guys in a few days and set up another play date." I said, giving Namjoon a hug as Jin opened the door.
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"Sounds good. Bye Kookie! Bye Jiminie!" Namjoon called, waving at the boys. Jiminie just sat on the floor, still clinging to Yoongi's leg, begging for Kookie to stay as Kookie kept his arms crossed, looking at me angrily. I swallowed and took a deep breath as I walked over to Yoongi.
"Thank you so much for everything, Yoongi." I said, leaning around Jiminie and giving him a hug.
"Not at all. Thank you for taking care of Jiminie while I was sick. I really appreciate it." he smiled.
"Daaaaddyyyyyy!" Jiminie cried, big tears falling down his cheeks. Yoongi sighed and rubbed his temples, closing his eyes. I squatted down on the floor to Jimin's level and wiped the tears off of his face.
"Jiminie, sweetie, don't cry. I know you are going to miss Kookie, and he will miss you too. But I promise you that you will see him again really really soon." I said as his sniffles slowed down a little bit.
"P-Promise?" he asked softly. I smiled at him and gave him a hug, unable to hold back from his cuteness.
"I promise." I said, letting go of him. He wiped his nose on his sleeve and gave me a sweet little smile, letting out a shuddering sigh.
"Thank you, Noona." he said softly.
"You're welcome, Jiminie." I smiled, standing up.
"You are a miracle worker. I'm serious, I would have probably spent the next half hour with him like he just was." Yoongi laughed as Jimin stood up and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head on Yoongi's shoulder.
"Now if only I can work that on Kookie." I said quietly as I looked over at him still standing there with his arms crossed.
"Baby boy, come with me and I promise you like I did to Jiminie that you will see each other again really soon." I said, walking up to him slowly. He shook his head hard and set his face in a scowl.
"No." he said simply, crossing his arms tighter.
"Kookie, what did we say about saying no to Mommy?" I asked, lowering my voice slightly as I reached him, putting my hands on his arms
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"NO! I NO WANNA GO!" he shouted, pushing my hands off of his arms. I tried not to let the surprise show on my face as I stood back.
"Ok, fine. I'm leaving and you can come with me or not." I shrugged, trying to call his bluff. He crossed his arms again, huffing out a large breath. I turned around toward the door and saw Yoongi give me a slight nod, realizing what I was trying to do. I reached the door and opened it, hearing a tiny gasp from behind me, but I didn't turn around. I walked outside and shut the door behind me, hoping to hear him come out after me. I walked to the car and leaned on it, staring at the front door and waiting for him, but he never came. The door opened a minute later, Jimin looking at me with watery eyes. He didn't have to say a thing, because I could hear the noise coming from inside the house. I rushed to the door to see Kookie curled in the middle of the floor sobbing. His forehead rested on his forearm, his body bent over, his fists clenched. Yoongi was squatting beside him patting his back. He looked up at me and gave me a shrug as I walked over to Kookie, sitting on the floor beisde him
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked softly. His head shot up and he looked at me, such a pained expression on his face.
"Mommy you leaved me!" he cried, looking at me sadly.
"I wasn't really gonna leave you, baby boy. I'm sorry." I said, squeezing him tightly to me.
"You breaked your promise! You said you be with me forever!" he continued crying, his breath now coming in gasps between sobs.
"I am so sorry I scared you, Kookie. I am keeping my promise, I am not leaving you." I said, kissing his head over and over. I leaned him into me as he cried hard. I felt tears prick my eyes as I looked over to Yoongi. He had a sad expression on his face, while Jimin had tears rolling down his face, silently.
"I'm so so sorry." I whispered, kissing his wet cheek as he looked at me, still crying. Though he was misbehaving and deserved to be punished, I felt and overwhelming pang of guilt for making him cry like this.
"You no wants me anymore?" he asked in a soft , broken voice. I couldn't hold it in anymore and tears made their way down my cheeks as well. His eyes went wide, his crying ceasing almost immediately.
"Of course I do. I will always want you. I was a bad caregiver. I should have never done that to you, and I am so sorry. I won't blame you if you are mad at me for what I just did." I said, trying not to sound as bad as I felt. Since Kookie and I never really spent any time apart, I forgot that he had and separation anxiety, and for me to leave like that...I felt horrible.
"Noona's crying!!!" Jiminie gasped, making me look up at him. I felt hands close over my cheeks, drawing my attention back to Kookie.
"I made you cry." he said softly, making my eyes soften even more.
"No, Jungkook. I deserve to cry." I said softly, putting my hands over his. His eyes were still red and watery, his face still streaked with tears, but he had such a soft and calm look about him.
"I don't ever want to be the one to make you cry." He replied, looking at me with such genuine concern.
"You didn't. I did it to myself. I did something that I never should have done." I sniffed, trying to keep from crying anymore. He searched my face for a moment before leaning in and kissing me softly, his lips slowly brushing against mine.
"I was being unreasonable. I'm sorry for everything." he said softly, breaking the kiss.
"I am too." I replied, giving him a sad smile.
"Are you guys gonna kiss again?" Jimin teased, apparently coming out of headspace as well. Jungkook broke into a big grin, crinkling his nose as he pulled his hands off of my face.
"Come on, let's go home." he smiled.
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