MY SHELTER FROM THE STROM || JIKOOK ✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

"When a stranger comes up to you, I need you to be very
vocal, Min," He told his son.

Jungmin looked up at him, then furrowed his brows in concentration.

This morning, Jungmin had insisted on dressing himself.

His kid picked an orange shirt and green pants.

Joon told him he looked like a tiny pumpkin but that compliment seemed to only delight Jungmin.

Jungkook had taken Jungmin
to the yard to teach him some self-defence lessons.

San and Joon had made fun of him for that decision.

They said Min was too young.

Jimin had taken his side thankfully, Jungkook wanted
his boy to be able to stand his ground and defend himself.

"Vocal?" Jungmin repeated, looking a little confused now.

He had both his small fists out.

Jungmin looked so tiny compared to him, Jungkook nodded.

"You should verbally assert yourself." Jungkook needed to use more simple words.

"Yell at your assailant."

"'Get away from me, asshole!'"

"Something like that."

Oh shit.

He shouldn't be teaching him how to curse.

"Get away from me, asshole!" Jungmin gleefully yelled.

Jimin would not be happy,
Jungkook thought.

"That's good, kiddo."

"Super great. Maybe we can change that last word to jerk?"

Jungmin shook his head,
giggling as he repeated it.

Jungkook scrubbed at his face.

Okay.

Maybe he can unteach that later.

"Now to part two."

"What else did I teach you? When a stranger comes close
to you, what do you do?"

"Attack!" Jungmin ran into his legs and attempted to tackle him.

He grinned, messing Min's hair.

"That's right."

"Great work, kiddo."

"Asshole."

Jungkook winced.

"Uh, Jungkook?" Came Jin's uncertain voice.

He turned, about to ask Jin if
it was time for snack time.

Since Jungkook minded Jungmin during the daytime, his schedule often meshed well with Jin.

Jungkook didn't mind helping
the Omega a little with the twins.

Jungmin also looked forward
to playing with the girls in the afternoon and had proudly
taken up the role of being a
big brother to them.

The tall, blonde woman wearing a business suit gave him pause.

Jungmin, still clinging to his legs, peered at Jin and the woman.

His heart dropped as the woman wrote something on a little notepad.

There was no doubt in his mind this was the social worker.