I Need A Remedy (jinkook)

35 (End)

The next day, Jungkook woke up early enough to cook breakfast for the twins before he had to go into the building that afternoon. He didn't want to face anyone from work yet until the party at night, but his father called yesterday when he got home to tell him to come in with the twins. He still doesn't know why he needed to bring the twins with him, but oh well.

"Seokook, Jungin, it's time to wake up." He softly said as he opened the door to their room. He was met with Jungin awake and sitting up in his bed rubbing his eyes and Seokook standing in the middle of the room stretching. "Oh, when did you Teo wake up?" They shrugged their shoulders, not really sure when. They didn't look at the clock when they first opened their eyes. "Oh, okay. Well, I made breakfast. Let's go eat, then get ready for this afternoon."

"Are we doing something this afternoon?" Jungin asked, walking to the door while Seokook planted his feet on the floor from the bed. "What is it?" He questions after his mom nodded his head. "Is it fun?"

"I'm not sure. Your grandpa wanted all of us to go to the company." The twins pouted. They didn't want to go somewhere where it involves their grandpa's work or their mom's. "I don't know what it is he's going to have us do, but we have to listen to him." They nodded and followed Jungkook to the kitchen to eat their breakfast.

While the twins ate, Jungkook decided to pack a lunch for them since he didn't know how long they'll be there for. "Once you two are down, go wash up, brush your teeth, and get your outfits out. I'll help you in a minute." The twin nodded and finished up their breakfast before going off to their room to do as Jungkook said.

"Mommy! Jungin is trying to wear my pants!" Seokook shouted, and Jungkook sighed, going over to the twins' room to see Jungin pouting and Seokook glaring at the other. "You can't wear my pants. My pants are my pants." Seokook crossed his arms over his chest and stomped his foot. Jungin looked at his mom with his puppy dog eyes.

"W-We wear the same size. I wanted to wear them today." He looked back to Seokook. "You aren't even planning on wearing them today." Seokook rolled his eyes.

"But you're messier than me. You're going to ruin my pants." Seokook pointed out, and Jungin shook his head. "You are, don't even say you won't jump in a puddle outside right when we leave. You will. You always do." Jungkook just stood in the doorway looking at the two boys. Jungin seemed to take offense to what his brother was saying, and his voice went up in volume a little.

"They're not mine, so I would ruin them on purpose!" He stomped his foot down. "I'm not that messy!" Jungkook sighed and took a step forward to stand in the middle of them.

"It's aright to share, but if the other person says no. Jungin, it's no. Don't force it." Jungkook said, and Jungin puffed his chest, but Jungkokk just rolled his eyes. "Seokook, I get it that you don't want him to wear it if you wanted to wear them, but you don't want to wear them today. Why can't he?"

"He'll dirty them." Seokook frowned at his mom's words. "He's bad at trying to stay clean. A total boy!" Jungkook chuckled at that.

"Baby, you're a boy." Seokook sighed. "Baby? Do you know what OCD is?" Seokook shook his head. "It's called Obsessive-compulsive disorder." Seokook looked lost at the big phrase and words. "You're only five, so it's understandable that you don't know what it is. However, I'm sure you have it."

"What is that?" Jungin asked. "Do I have it?"

"Well, OCD can have different symptoms and signs. Some people may show some signs, but it doesn't mean they have OCD. Seokook shows a lot of symptoms of it. So I believe he has it." Jungkook walked over to sit on their bed with the two following him to sit. "I can't really explain what it is for you to understand, but small things can show you how I think you have it." He pointed around the room. "Your stuff is neatly put away and in an order which you want it. You have this thing about dirt that ticks you off. And you're afraid to get loud at someone." Seokook nodded. "While Jungin could care less about things being clean or organized."