Single Father • Namjoon + BTS!Kids

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"What happened to your head" were the first words out of Namjoon's mouth when he saw his children at the kitchen table eating breakfast the next morning.

All the kids looked at Jungkook, who looked at Namjoon, blinking. "What do you mean, Daddy?"

Namjoon just stared at Jungkook in shock. "It's- your hair- I-" Namjoon closed his eyes and shook his head. He would have to have a discussion with Mark later about how to properly watch children to make sure they didn't go and give each other haircuts that made them look like a coconut.

Yoongi just smirked.

Namjoon was pretty sure he'd found the culprit. He pointed at Yoongi, who shrugged innocently, but Namjoon wasn't buying a cent of it. "You and I are going to have a talk later."

Yoongi just shrugged and went back to  eating his cereal.

Namjoon sighed, taking a seat at the table, and as his headache started up, he rested his forehead where his bowl was supposed to go. He'd asked Mark to babysit the previous night because he'd gone out drinking - alone - and hadn't wanted the kids to see him drunk. He hadn't gotten drunk in- well, since his wife had left him. But he'd needed a break, just this once. Maybe it had something to do with going on his first "date" since becoming single again. Or maybe there was only so much time that you could spend raising six kids without having a hard drink.

Maybe both.

But one thing that Namjoon had forgotton:

Hangovers are a bitch.

Namjoon groaned, kneading his knuckles into his forehead, and Jin watched him, worried.

"Daddy? Are you okay? Are you sick? Are you not feeling well? Is something wrong?"

"Daddy's just tired," Namjoon said shortly, because all of Jin's questions were making his headache worse.

After a moment, Namjoon felt something touching his forehead, and he opened his eyes to see Jin touching his forehead to Namjoon's, his tongue sticking out of his mouth just a little bit as he concentrated. "Daddy, your forehead is warm," Jin said, frowning. "I think Daddy is sick!"

Namjoon winced and pulled back because it felt like Jin was shouting directly into his ear. "Daddy is fine. Now you guys finish breakfast," he said quietly as he stood up and went into the kitchen to find the ibuprofen. He swallowed two pills with a glass of water and leaned against the counter as he waited for his headache to ebb.

"I'll be in my room. Jin, come get me when it's time for me to drive you guys, okay?" Namjoon asked, waiting for Jin's nod before he tiredly shambled back to his bedroom. 

I'll just close my eyes for one minute, and then-

***

"What's wrong with Daddy?" Hobi asked, looking to Jin, who shrugged.

"I don't know...he seemed kind of unhappy."

"Why would he be unhappy?" Hobi asked, worried as well. "Is it because of us? Did we forget to do something? Or is it a special day that we didn't remember?"

"But what day is so special that it would make Daddy unhappy if we forgot about it?" Jin asked, looking around the table.

"Christmas?" Tae asked almost hopefully, as though he thought by suggesting it, a present would appear in his hand. They ignored him.

"Valentine's Day?" Jungkook asked, only because the girls in his class were always talking about it.

"But Daddy is alone," Jin said. "He wouldn't want to remember Valentine's Day. That's just a day for mushy gushy love stuff."