HERMAPHRODITE

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Jungkook yawned and stretched, he felt much better now he'd taken a nap. He glanced at the bedside clock to see that an hour and a half had passed since he'd lain down. All was quiet outside so he assumed that Namjoon must have sorted out the baby seat.

He snickered to himself as his memory reminded him of Namjoon's soft curses as he'd drifted off to sleep. Rolling to the side of the bed, he eased himself up to a sitting position and paused for a moment before standing, then headed out of his room, intent on finding Namjoon and seeing how the brain billionaire had fared in his match with the baby seat.

Jin had just returned from shopping and entered the kitchen, his eyes widened as he took in the bruising to his husband's face.

"Namjoon, what on earth happened to you?"

Jungkook reached the kitchen in time to see Jin move towards his husband, dumping the grocery bags to the table, spilling most of the contents in his rush to attend to his injured spouse.

"I was fitting the baby seat to the car when the strap with the bolt decided it didn't want to stay in place and attacked me," sighed Namjoon as he held a bag of peas to his face.

"Attacked you? I'd say more like tried to murder you," Jin said as he investigated the bruise, "Did you manage to get the seat in?"

"No."

"Where is it then?"

"You will be pleased to know that I managed to control my temper and didn't chuck it into the nearest tree, or retaliate with the monkey wrench. It's back in the nursery, and trust me when I say that thing is possessed," huffed Namjoon.

Jungkook's attention meanwhile had drifted to the grocery bags on the table and his eyes lit up.

"Ohhh... you've been shopping, hyung?" he said as his body began to move towards the table.

"No, I went trekking in the Himalayas," Jin deadpanned. "Of course I went shopping, what does it look like I've been... Kookie, NO!"

But Jin's yell came too late, Jungkook was already at the table and rummaging through the bags.

"Jungkook! Get out..." Jin shot across the room, making a dive for the table and the groceries but he wasn't quick enough. Kookie had discovered the tubs of ice cream.

Namjoon groaned as he watched the pregnant man's eyes glaze over, hugging the tub of S'mores ice cream to his chest. Just what he didn't need, more scarring and bruises to be added to his skin when he attempted to take the ice cream away from the hormonal man.

"Kook..." warned Jin. "That's for later, not now."

Two seconds later he found himself flat on his back staring at the kitchen ceiling and trying to suck air into his lungs.

"Never. Touch. The. Ice. Cream." Jungkook pronounced the words individually to emphasize his meaning and glared down at the older, who blinked back at him.

Namjoon meanwhile had watched the entire scene unfold before his eyes and there wasn't a damn thing he could do! Pregnant or not, Jungkook could still move like lightning. There was nothing wrong with the man's reflexes.

When Taehyung had warned him about Kook's obsession with the ice cream, Namjoon hadn't really believed that given Kookie's pregnant state, that the man would be much of a threat or able to inflict bodily harm on anyone that tried to come between him and his craving.

Looked like he was wrong.

"You okay, Jin hyung?" Namjoon asked with concern when his lover began to look like a stranded goldfish, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to force air into his lungs. Quickly the tall male was kneeling beside his lover.