The next morning dawned bright and sunny, filtering through the large windows of their bedroom. Jungkook woke up slowly, a lingering sense of peace still clinging to him. He stretched languidly, a soft smile gracing his lips as he recalled the quiet intimacy of the night before.
As he made his way downstairs, however, he immediately noticed a shift in the atmosphere of the Kim mansion. A wave of soft, playful giggles echoed from the living room, a sound he knew intimately. He rounded the corner to find Roohie sprawled on the plush rug, surrounded by a colorful array of building blocks. And beside her, equally engrossed in the construction, was Taehyung. But it wasn't quite his Taehyung.
His hair, usually neatly styled, was adorably tousled, a few stray strands falling over his forehead. His eyes held a wide, innocent sparkle, and his movements were light and carefree as he stacked blocks with childlike enthusiasm.
"mommy! Lookie! papa made a big tower!" Roohie exclaimed, her bright eyes shining with pride as she pointed to a wobbly structure of mismatched blocks.
"Ooh! It's the tallest tower in the whole wide world, Roohie-ah!" TaeTae replied, his voice several octaves higher than usual, a sweet, innocent lilt to it. He clapped his hands together, his face beaming. "You're so smart!"
Jungkook leaned against the doorframe, a soft, understanding smile spreading across his face. He watched as TaeTae playfully swatted at Roohie's block tower, eliciting a delighted squeal.
"Wifeu!" TaeTae suddenly exclaimed, his head snapping up as he spotted Jungkook. His eyes widened even further, and he scrambled to his feet, abandoning the blocks. "Wifeu's here!" He rushed towards Jungkook, his steps a little unsteady, and threw his arms around Jungkook's waist, burying his face in his neck.
"Hey there, TaeTae," Jungkook murmured, his hand gently stroking TaeTae's soft hair. His heart melted at the pure, unadulterated affection. "Having fun with Roohie?"
"Uh-huh!" TaeTae mumbled against Jungkook's neck. "We builded a super big tower! Wanna see, Wifeu?" He looked at Jungkook , his eyes sparkling with innocent excitement.
Jungkook chuckled softly. "I already saw, my sweet TaeTae. It was very impressive." He bent down, placing a kiss on TaeTae's forehead. "What shall we play next?"
Jungkook chuckled, the sound warm and loving. He bent his knees slightly, scooping TaeTae up into his arms. TaeTae giggled, wrapping his arms around Jungkook's neck, his body feeling light and precious. Jungkook swung him gently from side to side, eliciting more delighted squeals.
"Whee! Again, Wifeu! Again!" TaeTae chirped, his eyes bright with joy.
Just then, little Roohie, witnessing the fun, came running towards them, her small arms reaching up. "Mommy! Mommy! Pick Roohie up too!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with eager anticipation.
Jungkook's heart melted at the sight of his two loves wanting his attention. He chuckled softly but with a hint of apology in his voice. "Oh, Roohie-ah," he said gently, his gaze softening as he looked at his daughter. "Mommy's holding Papa right now, see? Papa's a little... small today." He gave TaeTae a gentle squeeze. "Mommy can't carry both of you at the same time, my sweet girl. How about after I give Papa some extra cuddles, then it's your turn for big mommy hugs, okay?"
Roohie's lower lip jutted out slightly in a momentary pout, but she quickly brightened, her understanding nature shining through. "Okay, Mommy! Then Roohie will help mommy give Papa cuddles!" She reached out, patting TaeTae's leg with a small, determined hand. "Papa is being a little baby today!"
TaeTae giggled again, nuzzling into Jungkook's neck. "Roohie's right, Wifeu! TaeTae is a little baby!" He looked up at Jungkook with wide, innocent eyes. "Wanna give TaeTae a bottle?"

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Little TaeTae's wifey || Taekook ff || { completed }
Fanfiction|||| Season 2 |||| Kook was middle Class boy and was finding Job for himself .. Mr and Mrs Kim was rich as af and they have son who was in little space due to some reason.. suddenly mr and mrs Kim have to go out of country for business propose.. Wha...