Chapter 7

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"awe you goiwing to take cawe of me daddy?" He said, he mispronounced some words, but I can tell what he's trying to say, but why is he speaking like a kid?"Why are you speaking like a baby?" I said rather annoyed that he's acting so innocent when...

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"awe you goiwing to take cawe of me daddy?" He said, he mispronounced some words, but I can tell what he's trying to say, but why is he speaking like a kid?
"Why are you speaking like a baby?" I said rather annoyed that he's acting so innocent when he clearly wants me to fuck him, he's calling me daddy! His face suddenly turned frowny and he tried to push me off. Obviously he can't because he's so petite and skinny, and I'm big and muscular, I smirked "can't get me off huh princess?" He groaned and tried to shove me off again. I sighed and got off.
"Why the fuck did you pin me down you piece of jungleshit" he said while his hands where on his hips.
"Jungleshit? Babyboy you shouldn't be swearing so much, you're such a baby, babies don't curse" I said smirking
He frowned and walked to the bathroom with a pair of black jeans and a black top. I reach over and slap his ass that is still in the skirt.
"Are you proud of the outfit I put together for you baby?" I said smirking (he frigging smirks a lot)
"No you piece of shit. Don't slap my ass again otherwise I'll put your hand in a blender. You probably have a small dick you pervert" he practically hissed back. He turned away and I pushed him to the wall. His front was pushed to the wall, I grabbed his hips and pulled them out, I slapped his ass
"Do you really think your daddy has a small dick, babyboy?" I said gripping his hips tightly, surely to hurt and form bruises.
"You are not my daddy, I don't even know you" he snarled back
"You were calling me daddy a few minutes ago, talking like a baby too, can you not talk like that, it's a real big turn off. It's fucking weird." I replied back, not thinking much
I heard a sniffle and I was suddenly pushed back. I looked at Yoongi to find him with tears in his eyes.
"You d-don't know shit" He said and stormed off to the bathroom. I shrugged and walked down the stairs. I left without talking to Jin. I was too confused to realise he was calling me.
Jin's PoV:
I was confused when Jungkook came down the stairs and walked out, he ignored my calls to him. Rude.
Running sounds came down the stairs as I saw Yoongi crying while holding his daddy jumper and wearing his 'normal clothes'
"What's wrong hun?" I said sweetly, I swear to god if Jungkook hurt him
" j-Jungkook said I-I sound w-weird when I talk b-because i sound l-like a b-baby" He said hiccuping afterwards. That stupid damn boy hurt my baby.
"Well Yoongi, did you tell him about you being a little?" I said pulling him onto my lap.
"N-no" he whispered
"Well I'm sure he was just confused then baby" I said smiling slightly at him.
"But he told me to call him daddy and he kept touching my bum and trapped me against the wall and he s-spanked me, eomma, I no likey getting spankies." He said regressing half way through.
I had to keep my gasp in. Why would he do that to my baby?
"It's ok baby, he doesn't know about you being a little baby, how about you tell him, he might be you caregiver, hm baby, you want a new caregiver don't you?" I said looking at him with a small smile
"But he's so much like him, eomma" I felt him shiver at the thought of him.. he was my babies old daddy, he wasn't a good caregiver at all. He just wanted kinky sex.
"Just text him and ask him to stop being so touchy then baby" I said and passed his phone
"Ok eomma" he said smiling slightly
Yoongi's PoV:

Yoongi:
can you stop being so touchy please.. I no like it

Shit- face:
You said I had a small dick babyboy, just had to prove who is boss

Yoongi:
Well.. you are not my dada, so you not allowd to tuch me

Shit-face:
I am allowed to touch whoever I want, you bitch.

Yoongi:
yes sir.

Shit-face:
what?

He is just like him

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