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Jimin and Jungkook recently adopted a child named Taetae. Taetae was three years old and he loved his Dada and Papa very much. But the thing about Taetae is, once you ignore him, you'll see death.
"Papa wade up" Taetae was wide awake. He had messy bed hair. He stares at Jimin before slapping his face again.
"Papa! Wade up!" He yells. The two adults groan at their child's voice.Jungkook wraps his arm around Jimin's waist as he mumbles.
"It's 4am baby..let us sleep"
"Nu. Taetae want milk. Gibe Taetae milk" he says. Jimin groans again and pats Jungkook's hair. "You go make him milk" Jungkook sighs.
"It's my turn?" Jimin hums, making Jungkook sigh again."Fine" Taetae smiles as his Dada carried him to the kitchen and made his milk.
"Tank you Dada" he says and sucks on his bottle. Jungkook smiles tiredly and carries the child back to their bedroom.**************************
It was 1pm when Taetae suddenly started to cry. Jimin rushes to check for any injuries but then Taetae stopped crying.
Jimin raised a brow. "Are you okay baby?" Taetae nods.
"Taetae Otay" "then why did you cry suddenly?"
"Oh, Taetae want Papa" he simply said before making grabby hands at Jimin. Jimin sighs and carries him.
He had no choice but to carry the child while stirring the pot of soup.
"Taetae wanna go down"
"What's the correct word baby?"
"Puh lease" Jimin smiles and let go of him, the child continued to waddle around.Taetae was a good child but he started to throw random tantrums as Jimin and Jungkook began to get more busier with work. They tried hard to keep on entertaining him, even taking turns once in a while but work was getting hectic over time. Taetae knew his dada and papa were very busy but he didn't have anyone else to play with. So, he would simply cry dramatically so that he'll get their attention again.
"What are we going to do?" Jimin was stress out. Jungkook calmed him down by back hugging him.
"It's okay babe, we have to get used to it"
"Yeah but we can't always do this all the time, I'm this close to lose my cool" Jimin says.Jungkook smirks. "Want me to keep you cool again?" He says, his hand went down and rubs his husband's ass before smacking it. Jimin giggles as he felt Jungkook giving butterfly kisses at his neck.
"I'm really good at it Hyung" he whispered. Jimin hums, stroking Jungkook's hair.
"Okay.." Jungkook smirks and turns Jimin around, kissing him roughly. They haven't touch each other in a while.
Jungkook lifts Jimin up and pushes him to the wall. The smaller already grabbing his husband's shoulder for support.
"I love you" Jimin smiles. "I love you too"
As Jungkook was about to unbotton Jimin's pants-"PAPAAAAA DADAAAAA" Jimin almost lost his soul when Jungkook let go of him, the taller managed to catch him and was now carrying him bridal style. Jungkook smiles in guilt. "Sorry" Jimin shook his head. "I didn't die, it's okay"
Taetae ran with full speed as he pout.
"I want to pway!" Jungkook gives a tiny smile.
"Give us a second okay Taetae-" Taetae threw his teddy bear directly at Jungkook face in anger.
"I want it now!!"Both adults were stuck in Taetae's world now.
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"WHY PAPA NO LOVE TAETAEEE UWAHHHHH" Taehyung cries loudly, his lips pouting angrily.
Once again, Taetae was crying because Jimin didn't buy a toy that he wanted.
"Taetae, you have a lot of toys, you should be happy with what you have now-" Taetae yells angrily.
"NO! TAETAE HATE TEDDY! TAETAE HATE ALL THE TOY! TAETAE WANT NEW TOY!!" Jimin gritted his teeth as he balled his fist.
"Taetae. Calm down" Taetae shook his head rapidly and threw all his toys.
"TAETAE HATE YOU! TAETAE HATE PAPA! TAETAE HATE DADA! TAETAE HATE THIS FAMILY!" Taetae shuts up when he saw Jimin managed to catch his toy and threw it to the wall. That was enough to make Taetae knew, he made his papa angry now.
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Jikook Stories 3 (Slow Update)
Fanfiction🆕Stories Welcome to my almost dead era Angst, fluff ✅ Mild-Smut ✅ Most of my stories in the early era are bad (Cringy) because it was following the 'Wattpad trend' where these shits are acceptable in that year. Bear with some and don't kill you...