I have try to write it long 🍷
Jungkook pov ,
FLASHBACK
"Your dad is taking a nap upstairs," my mother said, ruffling our hair,
"You should go surprise him."
Namjoon hyung tried to discreetly put a spoonful of the beef gravy into his mouth, but my mother noticed and snatched the spoon from him, causing him to smile innocently,
"Right, we'll go wake him up now, ma."
We trudged up the stairs and entered my parent's bedroom quietly, where my father was snoring like a broken lawnmower.
I winced as it got louder for a moment before he snorted and went back to his hoarse wheezes.
Namjoon hyung patted my shoulder and pointed to the other side of the bed, and we approached him from either side and leaned over his body.
I grabbed his arm and shook him gently, "Dad?"
"Wha-" his eyes fluttered open, and he
blinked a couple of times, "jungkook?"
Then, his gaze traveled to namjoon , "namjoon?"
"Yes, old man. It's me. Your-"
I slapped namjoon hyung upside his head, and my father's eyes darted to me, and he breathed out in disbelief,
"Jungkook?"
Dad started breathing heavily as he turned his head side to side, gaping at our faces. His hands suddenly gripped each of our chins, and once he had confirmed that both of us were really there, he whispered.
"Am I in heaven? Did I die in my sleep?"
"Appa , if you died, you'd be going to hell
with the rest of us," namjoon hyung said, patting my father's hand comfortingly.
"It's alright. We'll join you soon."
Instead of chastising my brother, my
father began to smile as if he was in a daze,
"My pups are in the same room, and there's no blood."
"Yeah, jungkook's not on his period for once."
"Are you really the older one? You act
like an adolescent."
"I just don't have a stick up my ass consta-"
"My pups!" My father exclaimed, taking
us by surprise as he tugged our heads
into his embrace.
Appa trembled a little as he kissed the
tops of our hair and ruffled it.
"I haven't held the two of you in my arms since
you were little pups."
"This is too much mushiness for my
liking," namjoon hyung muttered from my
father's armpit.
Before any of us could reply, my phone vibrated in my pocket, and I pulled away to answer.
"Taehyung? Everything alright, Little one ?"
There was no reply, but I could hear taehyung's sniffling before he released a loud sob.
My heart nearly stopped, and I quickly got up and started walking out of the room with my father and namjoon in tow,
"Little one , what's wrong?"
I glanced at the two men behind me
worriedly, and namjoon hyung appeared to be mind-linking jin hyung from the dazed look on his face.
"Jin said taehyung got a phone call and started crying," namjoon hyung whispered after a few terrifying seconds of me listening to taehyung break down.
