Third POV
"Say Seok-Jin. Like that, Seok-Jin."
"Chin."
"How about pur-ple."
"Pur."
Jin recorded this in his phone on selfie mode. Baek Eunha's pronunciation is better than expected. Her vocabulary is astounding for her age. She talks little but gets the point across when something is wanted. Jungkook took her to see a specialist after noticing her early advances. They were stunned with her incredible memory and ability to recognize. Coloring a book is a test too advanced for Eunha, but she proved them wrong by only coloring what she needed to.
Jungkook has an art prodigy with incredible wits in his hands. According to the pediatrician, Eunha is highly intelligent. She seeks constant stimulation, is happy to play on her own and remain focused on a task. She can quickly mimic sounds when her father sings in his studio.
But she is a toddler, who's favorite habit is annoying her guardians. Baek Eunha used Jin's head to push herself on her feet. Her legs took rather short strides around the dorm using that high pitch shriek that would wake the members late at night. When her energy is at its peak.
"Eeeeekk," she shrieked making a tight turn around the table. Her face ran right on to Jin who caught her using her blanket. "Give me my hat." He threw her on the soft couch where she bounced a bit, then got down to continue running. Taehyung shot Jin a tired glance from across the couch.
Where did this energy come from? Its nine in the morning. Eunha slapped Taehyung's bare thighs like a drum, and sung gibberish. But with a huge smile on her face. The man shook his head, grinning at his hyung. "Definitely Jungkook's child." He is always smacking their butts, in this case his daughter smacks bare thighs.
"Aaaaahhh!"
"Toodles!" She turned her head meekly at Jin. "Stop shrieking, go wake up appa."
"Ok," her stomping echoed throughout the place and toward Jungkook's bedroom. "Dude how did she even get out of her crib?"
"She climbs out." Jin replied, rubbing his temples.
Eunha stomped across her appa's bedroom door at full speed, then banged on Jimin's door. "Wale!" She yells instead of 'Wake' and moves on to her favorite uncle's room. Finding Namjoon coming out of the bathroom confused by the ruckus. The toddler kept running at him with no plans to evade. So he picked up his leg to let Eunha run pass. She jumped several times to reach the handle before loudly breaking in.
Bleached white hair peaked from the top of the blanket. "Suga!!" She wobbled toward the bed, using the sheet to climb up. Her little fingers dug in said soft locks until Yoongi shifted and moaned. "Did I call your name? No I think not." His deep morning voice broke through the blankets.
Now, if this was any of the other members, Yoongi would be livid. But Eunha is his biggest music supporter. She's always near him when he practices piano or guitar.
"Suga, up up. Chin said up."
"No."
"UP."
"Nein." He pushed Eunha off him and so she rolled to the other side of the bed.
Jin's voice from the living room interrupts the petty argument with a shout. "I said APPA not SUGA." Her mouth formed an 'O'. From the other bed she didn't see Hoseok awaken. His arms smoothly trapped Eunha and lifted her up to his chest. "If you're looking for trouble, you came to the correct place." He whispered to her and she just nodded staring at his wine dark hair.
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Kookie's Maknae {J.Jk}
FanfictionIn a life where BTS's maknae "Golden Child" Jeon Jungkook is left raising a baby girl at only 17 years old and still in high school. While also rising in fame with his six other group members that are just starting to learn how to handle world domin...