Jungkook seemed a little quiet as I started cleaning up after the boys, keeping his distance which was definitely not something he did in little space.

"Did you have fun with your friends, baby?" I asked, cleaning up the toys and blankets in the living room.

"Yes, Mommy." he said, nodding slightly.

"Good, I'm glad. I want to make sure my baby boy is always happy." I said as I started to walk up the stairs, him following a couple steps behind. He seemed to nervously fiddle with his hands as I grabbed the blankets to take them down for a wash. I bundled them up and tried to keep myself from inspecting them to see if more had happened than just the hickeys.

"M-Mommy?" he asked quietly as he followed me to the washing machine.

"What is it, Kookie?" I asked as I started the machine.

"Um....will you take a bath with me?" he asked, staring at his hands.

"Kookie, it is still the middle of the afternoon. We will take a bath tonight if you want." I said, ruffling his hair. He nodded and walked out of the laundry room with his head hung slightly down. I wonder if he was feeling guilty or if he was just melancholy because his friends left.

"Can we cuddle?" he asked softly, peeking his head around the corner.

"Sure, baby." I said, following him out to the living room. I sat on the couch and opened my arms as he straddled my lap. He laid his head on my shoulder, resting in the crook of my neck. He let out a soft sigh as I rubbed his back with my hands, scooting as close as he possibly could to me. I felt a lump form in my throat and just closed my eyes, enjoying this feeling before I'm sure it was all going to come tumbling down. I ran my nails down his back and he shivered against me, letting out a little close mouthed groan.

"Mmm I like that, Mommy." he said into my neck, sending chills all over. I swallowed hard and continued to run my nails over his back until I felt him start to shift a little on my lap.

"Baby, is something bothering you?" I asked, patting his back and rubbing my hand in circles. I felt him squeeze me tighter and cuddle further into me if that was possible.

"What is it, baby boy?" I asked again, trying to fight the rolling anxious feeling in my stomach. He leaned back and looked at me, his eyes sad. He nodded and looked down at his hands, starting to breathe heavily.

"I no wanna say." he said quietly, playing with the hem of my shirt.

"You can always tell me, even if you think I will be mad or sad. I always want to know what is bothering my baby. And I will promise you that I won't yell." I said, holding his hands in mine. He looked at me and let out a shuddering sigh before casting his eyes back down.

"I do something I not apposed to." he said, his voice quiet.

"What did you do, sweetie?" I asked, still holding his hands.

"You gonna be mad at me." he said, taking one hand away and wiping unshed tears from his eyes.

"Even if I am disappointed in whatever you tell me, I won't yell, and I promise you as long as you want me here, I will be here with you." I said, taking a hand and placing it on his cheek. His chin wobbled as he sniffed, nodding slightly.

"When Jiminie and TaeTae was sleeping with me, Jiminie waked up and...." he said, he murmured, trying not to cry.

"Would it be easier if you did this while I held you, so you remember how much I love you?" I asked, putting my arms around his back. He nodded and laid back against me again, burying his face in my neck. I knew I should be furious with him or at least angrier than I was. But after Kookie was gone for so long, I was so happy to have him back that the overwhelming love I felt for him outweighed anything else I was feeling.

"Jiminie waked up and he hurted. He start whining and Taetae tell him he help him feel better. Taetae and Jiminie give each other kissies, and Taetae started to help Jiminie...." he started, making me feel more anxious. I still can't believe all this went on with me right in the next room.

"You're alright." I said, starting to rub his back in circles again. I could feel wetness from tears on my neck, as he took a deep breath.

"I see them do it and it maked me hurt too. After Taetae help Jiminie, he say he hurted too. I no wanna see Taetae cry and sad again so I h-help him feel better. Me and Jiminie give him kissies and I helped him til he feeled better...." he said, his voice breaking and cracking through telling me this. I continued to rub his back, squeezing him tightly to me.

"Is that all, sweetie?" I asked, full well knowing it wasn't. He hadn't mentioned his hickys yet. He whimpered in response before letting out a single sob. I shushed him while patting and rubbing his back, leaning my head against his.

"Just tell me when you can, baby. I'm here." I said softly, trying not to let my own voice break.

"I hurted so bad, so they give me kissies and helped me feel better too. I know I not apposed to do that, cause Uncle Yoongi and Uncle Hobi apposed to be the only one to help Jiminie and Taetae. But they not here and I not wanna see them sad and hurting." he cried, squeezing so tightly to me that it was actually starting to get painful. I didn't have the heart to make him ease up, so I just patted his back softly.

"Has this happened before, baby?" I asked, feeling sick to my stomach. He nodded into me and let out another whimper.

"I sorry, Mommy." he blubbered.

"Baby boy....I know you are sad right now, but....are you happy with me?" I asked, trying not to show the sadness in my voice. He sat up and looked at me with big eyes, nodding fast. He bit on his bottom lip as fresh tears made their way down his face.

"I love you, so so so much." he said, in a voice that echoed such sadness, it hurt to even hear him speak.

"I know you do, baby. I love you too. First things first, I want my prince to be able to stop crying, so until that happens, I'm just going to hold you close to me." I said, pulling him back against me. That made him seem to cry harder, as he buried his face in my neck. I shushed him softly and patted his back until the crying subsided, reducing to sniffles.

"Do you hate me?" he croaked out in a soft voice.

"No, baby. I don't hate you. I could never hate you." I said, as he sat up little, enough to where he could look at me.

"But, you mad at me right?" he asked, barely making eye contact.

"I'm not mad Kookie...I'm just.....disappointed. I.....I thought that I meant more to you when it comes to that stuff, but...."I trailed off, trying not to get upset. He looked at me as though he didn't fully understand what I meant, so I just sighed and shook my head.

"I really don't want to, but you know I am going to have to punish you, don't you?" I asked quietly. He nodded and barely looked up at me.

"I a bad boy and I has to get punished." he said, sounding a little wary.

"How do you think you need to be punished? Hmmm, Kookie?" I asked, running my hands back through his hair. He shrugged and looked up at me, biting his lip.

"Well let's see....there is time out...taking something away....you not being able to sleep with me....spanks...." I listed, trying to think of things that I knew he would be familiar with.

"I no wanna be alone." he barely whispered. I marked off him not sleeping with me right away, not wanting to be cruel to him. Even though this was something more serious, this was really the first time I had to punish him about something serious, and we had been together for months at this point.

"Ok, well I won't make you be alone, baby." I said, giving him a sad smile. He sat there looking down, still for a moment until he started to wiggle loose.

"Mommy, I gots to potty." he said, wiggling back off of my lap.

"Go potty, baby. I will be here." I said, letting his hands go. As I watched him walk away, I let out a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to reign in my emotions. This was the weirdest feeling and I didn't like it one bit.

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