Playtime jikook

eight

"Cum sleep with me daddy."

No way this is actually happening. No way I'm having these feelings towards my little brother. Two weeks ago he was a small innocent baby. Now he's a needy baby with sexual desires. He knows his affects on me. But it's much more than that... i love him.

I open the bathroom door and am met by a smiling angel. "Yay you're done kookie!" He jumps into my arms, legs wrapped around my waist. "I missed u kookie." As he nuzzles his head into my neck leaving kisses there as well. "I missed you too minn- jimin." His head popped out from my neck to look into my eyes, I haven't called him jimin since the day mother first adopted him. Since then I've only referred to him as 'min' 'minnie' 'jiminie' 'baby' all of the names mom called him. It's time we've had a chat. A real one...not man and child but man and man, he should act his age.

"Jimin can we speak like adults?" He looks at me with confusion, no one speaks to him this way. But none the less he nods. "Okay good." I put him down and we walk to the dining room. I lead him to sit across the table from me. "Jimin how old are you?"

"Uhm one and eight." He lifts one finger then proceeds to put four up on each hand.

"Yes jimin that's eighteen... you're an adult like me." I stare at him intensely and he's looking back. He's actually engaging in a conversation. It's great progress. "And jimin I am your brother... we are related so we can't play the game we play anymore." He starts tearing up.

"But your not my real brother... so it's okay jungkook." I'm shocked he said these words without a stutter and he called me jungkook for once. He's never spoken so formal. Why doesn't he speak this way if he can?

"Jimin you speak so clearly, why don't you speak this way more?" I say cupping his cheeks. But he shakes his head in defense. "Jiminie please tell me why you speak like a child." He gives a long sigh and drops his head down to play with his fingers.

"Because I want to be babied by you kookie." And he's back to his baby voice and calling me 'kookie.'

"Jimin I will still love and care for you even if you are not a baby." I give him a reassuring smile as he wipes away his tears.

"Okay no longer baby minnie, park jimin the man."

Little did I know this will be my biggest regret.