✔️ Dr. Mommy | JUNGKOOK

FIFTEEN

Y/n opened her eyes swiftly, squeezing her eyes after when she feels the pain on her neck. She looked down to see that Jungkook's face is burying on her neck, since when he get into her room? She's sure she tucked him in last night in the guest room.

The sounds of Jungkook sucking her skin filled the atmosphere, she slowly pushed him away only to earn whines and soft cries from the little. Now she gets it, Jungkook needs pacifier to suck onto. But she has none!

Unexpectedly Jungkook grasps her hand, soon he sucks onto her thumb. What's she getting herself into? At least it's better than getting suck on her neck, she swear she slept so well. She sighs, thinking that it's okay, Jungkook isn't doing this purposely, he obviously is little in his sleep and he looks too peaceful to be awake.

Yes, she knows what exactly the term 'Little' stands for. She read few things about the CGL community since it interests her back then, never in her life see a real little in front of her eyes, not until she met Jungkook. Although, she thought that she's inexperienced with everything, let alone being a caregiver.

Y/n look down at the sleeping boy, running her fingers through his hair with her free hand.

"M-mommy.." He delirious out, continues on sucking her finger since he stopped just now. Y/n just shushes at him softly, brushing his hair to the back.

He looks so adorable without even trying.

The older averted her gaze in the room, it's still dark, indicating her it's still night or perhaps in the middle of the night still. She hummed, eyes getting heavier again and with that, she drifted off.

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Y/n jolted her head up when she heard something loud, though she lays her head back on the warm pillow, shifting as she tries to sleep back. But it got her thinking, what noise was that? It sounds like something metallic crashed onto the floor, not to say harshly.

And then something popped in her mind, Jungkook. She immediately removed the cover from her body and run out of her room, carefully to not skip a step when it comes to the staircase.

She barges into the kitchen, wandering her eyes everything but Jungkook who's crying. She turned off the stove first, and finally she pay heed to the mess on the floor. She ignores it and rush towards Jungkook.

"Hey, darling, what's going on??" She worriedly asks, caressing his jaws so he's looking up at her. Her heart ache seeing his tears non stop trailing down his cheeks, hiccupping here and there.

She shushes him soft, picking him up in her arms. Jungkook wrapped his arms around her neck as he cries, burying his face against her neck.

"Huwt.. Hand.. huwtt.." He cries, sniffed after.

Y/n landed his butt on the counter near the sink gently, not forgetting to make sure it's dry enough for him to sit on and releases herself from his hold tenderly to look at his skin that's burning. She turned the faucet, holding Jungkook's hand under the running water. She looks so calm despite how agitates she's feeling at the moment.

Jungkook's cries leisurely dies. "It's okay, look, the pain is slowly gone, isn't it?" She kindly enquires, glancing at the boy. Jungkook nodded slowly, wiping his tears with the back of his other hand.

Y/n pulled the drawer that's located not too far from where she's standing. She treats his burn, applying Vaseline on the red spot before bandaging.

She doesn't know what to do after that so she just hugs him, drawing circles behind his back and shushes him softly, hoping it comforts him.

"It's okay, I'm here, nothing or no one will hurt you." She whispers, sending shivers down his spine still he finds it comforting which results him to stop hiccupping.

Once he stopped crying and no hiccups are heard, Y/n pulled away slowly while caressing his jaw.

"What did you do? What happen?" She asks again, calmly. Jungkook looks up at her eyes and look down, feeling guilty that he messed the kitchen.

"I- I twied make bweakfast for mama, mama work hard, I wan make mama happy.." He answers, begining to cry once again but she stopped him and lift his chin up.

"Little one.. You don't have to cook for me, I can do it. You did so well, mama is proud of you, okay?" She spoke, stroking his stained cheeks from tears.

Jungkook's still guilty nonetheless he gives her a slow nod. "O- otay, mama," He let out, pressing his lips together.

"Can you sit here and be a good boy? I have to clean up the mess, stay still." She professed, patting his thigh gently and pulled away, causing the latter to whines.

After what feels like few minutes have passed. "M- mama I wan help!" Jungkook volunteers, about to get down from the counter but what she said next stopped him.

"Little one, what did I said? Sit down and be a good boy," She turns around to look at him. "Can you do that?"

Jungkook didn't know but he feels like he wants to cry again, he feels bad that he caused the mess and make her clean it alone.

"Y- yesh, mama.." he quietly said, obeying with his head hung low.