The Bangtan Baby

BooBoos

It had been difficult when Bora had reached two years old and school had become an option. Grace and Seokjin didn't have the luxury that Grace's parents did of being home more often so they could teach their daughter a mixed curriculum of British/Korean education. And as much as Grace's mother had offered, the decision came down to it they would send Bora to an international pre-school and see how she went.

This meant their careers of being BTS could work around a pre-school schedule and vice versa though parental guilt always happened when one of them dropped Bora off to her class. It was cute, however, to watch her toddle off with a little bag, excited to start the day by playing with her classmates and learning new things.

It was Grace's turn to pick her up from her full day of preschool with a manager by her side. Luckily the school had been accommodating with the fact that Kim Bora's parents were two parts of BTS and their privacy was paramount, especially to other students and parents.

"My Bora, what's wrong?" Grace asked, a little shocked that her daughter had come out of her class in complete tears.

"We had a little accident with a toy hammer," the teacher explained as she showed the little plaster on Bora's knee. "Only a tiny cut but I think Bora's having a little off day as well."

Grace gently cleared Bora's tiny chubby cheeks of the tears and picked her up, holding her close. "Poor baby. Let's go and see appa and Uncle Kookie. Their cooking up a storm of your favourites."

With a bow to the teacher and thanks for the bit of homework which was a book to read, Grace carried her daughter out to the blacked out SUV. The manager looked surprised at how upset the little bangtan member was, considering how happy she usually was.

"We've got a booboo, don't we?" Grace cooed as she buckled up her daughter into the car seat and pressed a kiss to the bandaid. "Don't worry bb, the booboos will go away once appa sees you."

As predicted, Seokjin went into complete drama queen mode the moment he saw the bandaid which entertained his daughter, causing her to giggle at her dad's antics.

"My princess! What enemy do I need to fight?" he dramatically said, using the wooden spoon as a sword.

"A toy hammer," Grace offered as an answer as she put away the small pair of shoes and emptied the little bag.

Seokjin faltered for a moment then nodded, holding the spoon high. "A toy hammer it is!"

"Hyung, you look so funny," Jungkook laughed as he held his baby sister in his arms, pressing his cheek to hers. "I don't think you can fight against a toy hammer."

"Listen brat, why are you here anyway? I don't remember giving birth to you."

Grace frowned, taking the spoon off Seokjin and giving him a little whack on the arm which made him yelp. "You didn't give birth to Bora either, so shut up and carry on cooking."

She heard what he muttered under his breath but chose to ignore it. "Kook, you wanna get her ready for dinner time? I assume you're staying the night as well?"

The proper maknae nodded and turned, heading down the hallway. "Family night!"