Chapter 이십일 | Babysitting The Hyrbids

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Truly Seokjin and Namjoon didn't know what they were getting themselves into..

It had been only two hours and the house looked like a complete disaster. Chairs were flung and discarded on the floor, toys would appear to be everywhere; on the couch, (in the couch), all over the floor, on the table, right beside the entrance door. It was a disaster for the couple. And the worst part about this was.. It had only been Jimin who caused such a ruckus, considering Taehyung had continued to sleep in longer since he didn't get much last night.

"JIMIN STOP THROWING TOYS!" Seokjin exclaimed, a huge vein was evident upon his forehead, while he held a teddybear by the name of 'Choomoo'.

"ANYIO! I WANT DADDY!"

For some reason Jimin had been extra feisty today. Pleading for his Daddy, who's known as Yoongi. It left the couple confused because in the morning the two were on equal terms, why suddenly urn for the mint haired man now?. Seokjin sighed to himself when he heard glass break, rubbing his temples due to stress he slowly turns to the culprit.

Namjoon stood there awkwardly, beads of sweat drizzling down from his forehead as he block the scene of the broken item.

"Namjoon?" Seokjin's voice became stern, sending shivers down the others back. Clamping his eyes shut Namjoon steps out of the way revealing the mess he's made "I-i may have broken a.. lamp" he murmurs shamefully. Crimson nipped at his tanned cheeks as the said male rubs the back of his neck, shyly.

Suddenly cries were heard through the baby monitor, only adding more stress to the situation. "I'm going to go and get Tae. Meanwhile you can clean this mess up, broom and dustpan are hanging the kitchen. Jimin you are going to clean all your toys up or I'll tell Yoongi and you'll get twice the punishment"

Jimin's eyes widen just hearing the word 'punishment' ring in his furry ears. Jimin hasn't necessarily had gotten a punishment—aside from the time wheee Yoongi took it too far—blah blah blah, you get the point.

Seokjin trudged up the stairs and entered in Taehyung's room, where the cries had only gotten louder by the second. Approaching the crib, Seokjin knelt before the sobbing Hybrid who immediately reacted and made grabby hands. Chuckling at thee adorable fluff ball, Seokjin took a minute to unlock the charcoaled coloured, number printed lock. Unfortunately having a bit of difficulty on unlocking the lock but soon succeeding and opening the door.

Seokjin scoops the Hybrid in his arms, hushing the sensitive boy as he rocked him. "You hungry?" He caressed the blondes cheeks with care, earning him a soft nod. It seems that Taehyung's mindset has changed, so instead of being in Babyspace, Taehyung was at least age two.

Grateful for the older's behalf, so he wouldn't have to figure it out all on his own on what the Hybrid would want. Exiting the room and entering the living room which remained messy—however it was a lot cleaner. Jimin had put most of his toys away and the glass that was once scattered carelessly on the wooden floor had been cleaned up. Satisfied Seokjin propped the Hybrid onto his chair, (Not his High chair).

Brushing a few strains away from his face Seokjin asks the Hybrid what he would like to eat "Cheeswy sandwich?" He tilts his head cutely, earning a coo. "Of course hon" Seokjin pecks his head and heads into the kitchen to make a Grilled a Cheese Sandwich for the four of them, since Lunch was gonna be in the next half an hour.

As time passed Seokjin was almost done with Lunch when suddenly Jimin had run into the kitchen and tapped his broad shoulder. Turning every so slightly Seokjin's eyes soften at the sight. It appears that Jimin has drew him a apology picture; rainbows were drawn quite beautifully, and butterflies and puppies were skillfully painted. The fine details were enough to warm the older's heart. Setting the utensil down, Seokjin embraces the Kitten warmly, accepting his apology.

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