Third POV
"Baek Eunha!"
She pulls her hand back from a makeup bag, taking at least three brushes and two eyeliner pens. Clutching those for her life, her legs stride shortly but fast as she runs a marathon from the staff yelling out her name. "Get back here," Heesung was in pursuit.
"Yo we got a runner back here." He says into his earpiece.
Eunha screamed bloody murder and holding a huge smile on her face. Backstage seemed like a maze feeding to her imagination. "Ha!"
"Noooo!!!"
"Give me those," Heesung grips Eunha by her legs and puts her upside down. Her mane of hair falling to its ends. She shrieked at the world suddenly switching to the ceiling. "Kindly give them back," Heesung put his palm out for her to return the makeup brushes. "And the pens."
Eunha pouted. Puppy dog eyes making their debut in attempt to charm Heesung. He chuckled to himself and his peers who are witnessing. "I'm immune to those manipulative cute orbs. Cmon cmon hand it over."
She sighed, giving the staff member the pens. Heesung turned her back upward then sat her at Jungkook's chair. He fixed her hair to normal while her doe like eyes bored into his. "Stop being so adorable kid."
Heesung hates kids but this little girl thaws his heart like literally no other. Its a charm that he sees in only in Jungkook.
The toddler patiently sat on the comfortable chair swinging her legs. Her taffeta cupcake dress flowing with the fans breeze in the corner on this hot day. Backstage vibrated immensely by the energy of the concert going on. Eunha saw on the monitors how the guys performed their hearts out.
"They're coming in."
Eunha's head perked at Jiwon's call once she appeared from the corner.
"JiJi."
"Yes Flower, give me a second."
The woman prepared for the members to come down for a switch of clothes. Once they entered, all staff and cameras surrounded them, handing towels, water and giving makeup touch ups. "Hi!" Eunha waved at Jin and Jimin who tiredly waved back.
Jungkook collapsed on a bench breathing heavily. "Appa.""Are you feeling well?" Jiwon asked Jungkook while wiping the sweat of his face and neck. "Hey Jungkook," she snapped her fingers.
"I don't think he should go on."
His eyes immediately opened to hearing these words. He came all this way to Chile to give his fans what they waited for. "I'm going on, I only need a minute to catch my breath." He breathlessly says. The staff repeatedly telling him not to. The fever is still affecting his ability to focus.
Namjoon strolled infront of his maknae and took a knee, "seriously Jungkook you need to take it easy."
"Guys, I'm not going to let ARMY down. I'll be fine. Give me a second please." His arm shook as he brought a bottle of water to his mouth, spilling some in the process. He watched Eunha patiently sit by, then blew a kiss.
"Ten seconds!"
Few minutes after the men returned to the stage, Eunha stepped down from her chair. She opened her baby bag set on the floor next to the members's personal things. Finding diapers, extra clothes and baby wipes she found no snacks. She had eaten them all without supervision.
She found Jungkook's black sweater and clutched, then searched for Jiwon.
"JiJi, snack."
Jiwon turned away from the monitors to crouch in front of Eunha. "You ate your snacks, we'll have to wait til after the concert."
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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...