Single Father • Namjoon + BTS!Kids

xlvii.

warning: explicit language
(also gif wouldn't upload but i'll do it later)

Namjoon entered the preschool classroom, still a little tense from his encounter with her earlier and more than ready to get all of his kids and go home, the one place that he knew that she would never be.

Usually, he would walk in and immediately be swarmed by the triplets as they clung to his legs and torso, but that wasn't the case today.

Probably because Tae isn't here.

Namjoon looked around and spotted Jungkook sitting in a circle with a bunch of girls, but when he saw Namjoon, he clambered to his feet and ran to him.

"Daddy!" he shouted, hugging Namjoon, and Namjoon smiled, rubbing Jungkook's back.

I have to enjoy this now before they all become teenagers and decide that they hate me.

"Daddydaddydaddydaddy, guesswhatguesswhatguesswhatguesswhat?" Jungkook asked, bouncing up and down and waiting eagerly for Namjoon to say "what."

"How about this: we grab Jimin, and then you tell me in the car on the ride home," Namjoon said, smiling, because if Jungkook started a story, he wouldn't move until he finished it, and sometimes the stories could be long. And incomprehensible.

"Okay, okay!" Jungkook said, putting his hands over his mouth and smiling at Namjoon, who melted a little bit.

Why are you so cute today?

"All right, now where's Jimin?" Namjoon asked, but after looking around, he couldn't find the little mochi. "Jimin!" he called out. "Jimin!"

But nobody came running up to them.

***

Jungkook was sitting in the circle. They were playing a new game this time, a game called "favorites." The idea was simply that someone started by picking a category, and everyone named their favorite thing in the category, and whoever had the best answer chose the next category.

Ice cream had been the obvious first choice, and Nayeon had the winning answer with "all of them."

Then had been all the standard questions: color, season, number, etc.

But finally, there was a hard question.

"Who's your favorite sibling?"  Jisoo asked, grinning.

Jungkook hesitated when it got to him. "All...of them?"

The girls just laughed. "You can't do that this time," Jisoo said. "You have to answer the question!"

Jungkook turned to look at Jimin, who was playing with the blocks, only Jongup and Hyukk were harassing him again.

"Aw, I feel so bad for Jimin," one of the girls said, and Jungkook frowned, clenching down on his jaw.

"He's so cute though!"

Can't they see how weak he is, how he never stands up for himself? Without Tae, he can't do anything. Jungkook's dark thoughts filled his mind until he felt himself tense with anger. He loved Jimin, he really did, but sometimes Jimin was so frustrating. Jungkook was the youngest, but they all treated Jimin like he was the youngest. It wasn't fair. Everybody babied Jimin and spoiled him just because he couldn't stop crying all the time. Jungkook was tough and didn't cry, but all he got was a pat on the back. It wasn't fair.

Sometimes, Jungkook really didn't like Jimin.

He knew that since Tae was gone, he was supposed to watch out for Jimin, especially around Jongup and Hyukk, but he felt angry. Shouldn't Jimin be watching over me?