《Little Bit Of Trouble (Jungkook Fanfic) ✔》F I N A L
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When we arrived at Yoongi's, we all undressed our littles from their winter gear. I grinned at Kookie's silly smile as I took his gloves off.
"What are you so smiley about?" I asked, poking at his belly. He grabbed my hand with both of his and looked down at it. He allowed one of his pointer fingers to spin my ring back and forth on my finger as he giggled.
"I gonna marry Mommy." He replied, smiling sweetly.
"Yes you are, my prince." I replied kissing his cheek.
"Oh my lord, I think my heart is gonna explode." Hobi teased, putting his hand on his chest.
"Daddy, Kookie and Noona gonna get married?" Jiminie asked, excited.
"Yes, baby boy, they are going to get married just like Uncle Joonie and Jinnie." Yoongi answered, pecking Jimin's pink cheeks.
"Daddy I wants to get married too!" Taetae said, holding onto Hoseok. He cleared his throat loudly and turned beet red, making Namjoon and I giggle.
"Someday, baby." he said, ruffling Tae's hair.
"Me too, Daddy?!" Jiminie asked, looking at Yoongi with his eyes wide and big smile on his face.
"Sure, Jiminie, some day we can." Yoongi replied, removing Jimin's gloves.
"Daddy, we all are gonna get married!" Jinnie responded, giggling as Namjoon took off his coat.
"Sure thing, prince." he replied, holding Jin's hand. We all followed Yoongi to the kitchen where we all made hot cocoa, warming us inside and setting the boys in a fit of giggles. Kookie leaned against my side, letting out a few yawns as we stood around chatting.
"Are you feeling sleepy, Kookie?" I asked, looking at him.
"Yeah I sleepy, Mommy." he said, giving me a sleepy smile.
"Why don't we all go in the living room so we can have cuddle time?" Hoseok suggested, the littles all smiling and giggling as they ran to the living room.
"Pick out your blankets, boys." Yoongi called as we made our way to the living room as well. They all ran over to a large chest that was against the wall, opening it and rifling through the blankets that were folded inside.
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"Mommy, I gets a red one." Kookie said, coming over and putting the blanket on the couch beside me before straddling me and snuggling up to me. I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around his back , tucking it around him as he laid his head on my shoulder. The rest of the littles all cuddled their caregivers in the same position, hearing content sighs or slight giggles as they got settled. As we all talked seemingly all of them started to get sleepy, between being comfy and it being close to naptime. I couldn't help but notice Namjoon get quiet and his face serious as he cleared his throat before swatting at Jin's butt.
"Ow, Daddy that hurt!" Jin said, taking his hand behind him and rubbing his butt.
"You know why I did that, now behave yourself." Namjoon said, seriously. Jinnie got a slight mischevious smile before settling back against Namjoon, letting out a sigh, wiggling around quite a bit. Hoseok just smirked as he noticed Namjoon's composure.
"Jinnie I will really give you a spanking if you don't stop. That, or you will go nap by yourself. We are not at home, you can't just do that whenever you want. You have to be patient like a good boy and wait until we get home." Namjoon said in a low voice in Jin's ear.
"But Daddy..." Jin pouted, jutting out his bottom lip. He leaned forward and whispered something in Jin's ear, making his eyes go wide.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. Please don't punish me." Jinnie said sadly.
"Don't make me have to. Please, baby, just be a good boy." he responded, running his thumb over Jin's cheek.
"Ok, I'm sorry." Jinnie replied, giving Namjoon a peck before laying back down against him, remaining still this time.
"Tae tried to do that to me on the ferris wheel at the fair not long ago. That was embarrassing." Hoseok laughed, rubbing a sleeping Tae's back.
"I hate when Jiminie gets that way in public. Last time we were at the damn park! He just walked right up and sat on me and started grinding down. I thought the old lady on the next bench over was going to have a heart attack." Yoongi added.
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"Daddy, you not apposed to tell!" Jiminie said in a sleepy voice against Yoongi's neck. Yoongi chuckled and kissed his cheek before leaning his head against Jimin's.
"Thankfully I haven't had any experiences like that." I giggled as I rubbed Kookie's back. He had fallen fast asleep against me, lips barely touching my neck, making chills raise over my skin. As we all chatted, I could help but look over the the couples in the room. We were all so different but we all had one thing in common; the littles cuddled on our laps were our entire world. I loved Jungkook more than I thought it was possible to love another human being. He had such a kind and sweet heart. He was so caring in and out of headspace. He was always thinking of others and finding ways to make us smile and laugh. I concentrated on the feeling of his firm body against mine, his warm breath being puffed out onto my neck and shoulder. I felt my heart swell and suddenly got overwhelmed with emotion. I couldn't help but have tears slipping out of my eyes before I even realized they were coming.
"Hey, you ok?" Hosoek asked, concern written on his face.
"Yeah, I'm amazing. I don't know how to describe it but I just get so overwhelmed with love for him that it almost takes my breath away." I said, squeezing him slightly.
"I know exactly what you mean." Yoongi replied, letting out a sigh through his smile he squeezed Jimin to him.
"They tend to do that to us." Namjoon responded.
"It's a powerful thing, falling for such pure souls." Hoseok added as Tae shifted and mumbled "daddy" in his sleep. Hoseok chuckled and kissed Tae softly on his head.
"I hope things are always going to be as they are right now. Don't get me wrong, if Jungkook decided tomorrow that he didn't want to be a little anymore, I would miss this part of him, but I would still love him every bit as much as I do at this exact moment." I replied.
"Exactly. Jin and I actually had a conversation about that one day. He mentioned wanting to adopt children one day, which I am all for. He then told me he was afraid I may not love him anymore if we do because he said he probably won't be able to be a little anymore. I told him that is the last thing in the world he has to worry about." Namjoon said, resting his head against Jin's with a smile. Kookie started shifting on me as he lifted up his head and rubbed his eyes.
"I'm sorry baby, did I wake you?"I asked, running my hand through his puffy hair.
"No, i just waked up. Can I has a kiss?" He asked giving me a sweet smile.
"Always, my sweet baby boy." I replied. I took my hands and cupped his cheeks softly while leaning in and kissing him on his full, puffy lips. He hummed against my lips and let out a soft sigh as he leaned back, a smile plastered across his face.
"I love you, Mommy, forever and ever and ever." He said holding my hands.
"Oh, my sweet prince. I love you forever and ever and ever too." I replied, putting his hands over my heart. I stared into his eyes and could see everything I could ever possibly want in life right in front of me, and from the bottom of my heart, I thanked Namjoon for bringing this angel into my life.
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I'm kinda sad it is over 😖
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