*chorus starts at :42 in the video*
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer,
"No! Put that down! Please, you're gonna get it everywhere!" He runs around, chasing the two bundles of messiness.
Crayons go up one drawer higher,
"Don't draw on the wall! Knock it off! Give me those crayons!" He snatches the crayon box and the respective crayons away, wincing as they start screaming and crying, starting to apologize profusely.
Rewind Barney for the eighteenth time,
"Can't we watch like Marmaduke or somethi-!" A sigh leaves his lips as an abrupt 'no' was yelled from the other side of the couch.
Breakfast six, naps at nine,
"Sit still! I need to change your clothes, please, it's past your guys' bedtime.." He repeats after getting wacked in the stomach for the sixth time.
There's bubblegum in the baby's hair,
"We have to cut your hair, baby... Please, it cannot be washed out... Who even gave you bubblegum and when did we ever have some?!" He rubs his face in frustration, shoving the little shoes onto the little feet, lightly pulling them out the door.
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair,
"Sweetheart, I told you to eat at the table! You got it all over the furniture... Oh, baby please don't cry! Come help daddy clean it up..." He panicked as he starts wetting a washrag to scrub the fabric of the loveseat inside the living room, starting to walk over to his teary eyed daughter, feeling awful immediately.
Been crazy all day long,
He finally relaxed as he laid down in bed, sighing. Thinking back to everything inside that one day. Though, he smiled, feeling the love of his son and daughter as they slept in the room across. Finally falling asleep to witness another day of craziness...
And it's only Monday-
Mr. Mom!
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It's Only Monday, Mr. Mom (BTS Fan-Fiction)
FanficJeon Jungkook, a regular twenty-one year old living in the heart of Seoul, South Korea, is living his best life. Attending college, going to weekend parties, having fulfilling flings, all while he owns his own apartment complex and lives life caref...
