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child!jungkook (2) + child!taehyung (3)//adult!seokjin

because we need a single father jin with two maknae babies

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"Kim Taehyung, get your butt back here right now!" Seokjin yelled, completely storming straight past Jungkook laying on the couch under his red blanket, dummy lodged in his mouth as he tried to watch TV.

The two-year-old could hear the laughs and squeals of his older brother and the younger boy whimpered as his eyebrows furrowed.

Seokjin hadn't given Jungkook a single shred of attention all day, opting for instead trying to get Taehyung under control - who had decided to misbehave today and cause Seokjin a lot of unnecessary hassle.

But Jungkook couldn't exactly stop Seokjin and ask for cuddles, or for something to eat, or even for a bottle of warm milk as he knew Seokjin wouldn't stop unless Taehyung was finally behaving.

The thing with Taehyung was that you could ignore him all you liked, but doing that was probably the worst choice ever. If Seokjin chose to ignore Taehyung and tend to Jungkook's needs instead, Taehyung would only misbehave more, crying and screaming louder and even resorting to breaking things to get his Daddy's attention.

Right now though, Taehyung thought this was all fun.

He enjoyed watching Seokjin run after him and practically bathed in the attention he was receiving, the boxy smile on his face never wavering as he ran up the stairs and into Seokjin's bedroom, slamming the door shut and kicking the doorstop behind it to stop Seokjin from getting in.

Seokjin - trying to catch his breath in the kitchen - noticed Jungkook's gaze lingering on him from in the living room and dropped his arms to his sides, giving the youngest boy a small smile. Jungkook stared at him for a few seconds more before blinking blankly and turning his attention back to the TV.

It was a little quieter now that Taehyung had opted for locking himself in Seokjin's bedroom for fun, and the youngest could finally focus on his show, suckling on his dummy as Peppa and George jumped in a huge muddy puddle, causing him to smile behind his dummy.

Seokjin smiled himself at the sight, fatigue beginning to take over him as he headed into the living room and knelt down to the side of Jungkook, reaching up to stroke the boy's hair out of his face and noticing his brown, doe eyes blinkling slowly.

"Heya, poppet," Seokjin said softly, turning to look at the TV then back at Jungkook. "What are you watching?"

"Peppa," Jungkook mumbled behind his dummy, so quietly that Seokjin almost didn't hear him.

Seokjin leaned forward and pressed his lips to Jungkook's forehead, continuing to stroke his hair even as he pulled away. "Daddy's sorry, darling."

"'S'okay, Daddy," Jungkook whimpered, tears filling his eyes as his bottom lip quivered. "TaeTae's bein' naughty."

"Oh, baby, don't cry," Seokjin cooed, standing up and picking the boy up along with his blanket, letting his wrap his arms around Seokjin's neck and bury his head in his broad shoulder.

"Daddy is so sorry, sweetheart," Seokjin whispered, rocking the two of them back and forth as Jungkook sniffled and cried quietly into the fabric of his t-shirt. Seokjin could feel the tears soaking through his t-shirt. "Tae has been really naughty today, baby, and I just wanted to get him to behave properly because you know he gets even more upset when he's ignored."