Namjoon entered the kitchen to see Jungkook sitting at the table, smashing his French toast into his plate with his fork, as Jin prepared a sack lunch for Namjoon like he did every morning. "Kookie, I know you don't feel well but you need to eat something." Jin stated as he placed a few pesto chicken rollups in a Tupperware dish.
Jungkook let out a little whine before pouting at his plate. "Daddy's right, Kookie," Namjoon commented, ruffling the toddler's hair. "You gotta eat something." In response, Jungkook picked up one blueberry with his hand and placed it in his mouth before looking up at Namjoon, who had to hold back laughter at his son's actions. "There you go~" Namjoon praised him before crouching down so they would be at the same height. "Now where's my good morning kiss?" Jungkook smiled and leaned forward to brush his lips against his dad's, immediately going back to hitting his French toast with his fork. Namjoon chuckled and moved to where Jin had just finished placing Namjoon's lunch inside a brown paper bag, lovingly pressing his lips to his. "Good morning~" Namjoon smiled against Jin's lips before kissing him again.
"Good morning~" Jin responded as Namjoon fixed himself a plate of French toast. "Jungkook still had a low fever when I checked it earlier, do you think Jimin would be able to come and watch him today?" Jimin once participated in a play that Jin's small academy put on shortly after he and Namjoon had adopted Jungkook. Jin had taken a liking to Jimin, and the younger male soon became their regular babysitter for Jungkook.
"Probably not~" Namjoon answered honestly. "He starts his internship at the station today." Jimin was in college as a Journalism major, his dream being to share reports and stories through the radio. Being one of the two most popular radio personalities at the local station, Namjoon was able to get Jimin an internship at his workplace, which Jimin was overjoyed about.
"That's right!" Jin sighed as he remembered, sitting down at the table next to Jungkook, who finally decided to take a bite of his French toast. "I guess I'll have to take Jungkook to the academy with me today."
"I can stay home with him. I'm sure Yoongi can handle this morning's segment without me." Namjoon offered.
Jin shook his head. "The choreographer I hired for this musical is coming in to work with the actors anyway. Plus, Taehyung loves him."
Jungkook looked up, eyes widening at the name of the older male. "See Tae Tae?"
"Yeah, we're gonna see Tae Tae today! But only after you eat your breakfast-" Jin hadn't even finished his thought before Jungkook started stuffing his mouth with his breakfast. "Not that fast, Kookie~" Jin and Namjoon laughed at their son, his cheeks puffing out as he struggled to chew the large amount of food in his mouth.
***
"Two years!" Those were the first two words out of Namjoon's mouth as he saw Yoongi arrive.
His coworker sighed as he joined Namjoon at the table he was sitting at in the breakroom. "Let me guess, you and Jin got interrupted again last night."
Namjoon went on with his rant. "I love Jungkook, he means the world to me. But two years~" Namjoon banged his head against the table in frustration.
"And this is why I don't do relationships." Namjoon began to tune out the all to familiar lecture. "Yeah, sure you might start off having great regular sex, but then marriage comes into the picture, possibly kids, then before you know it, your dick stays limp as a noodle for all of eternity." He looked around the table, realizing something was missing. "Where's our coffee?! You always bring our morning coffee!" Yoongi looked close to throwing a tantrum like Jungkook over not having his daily dose of coffee.

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Fiksi PenggemarNamjoon and Jin have been relationship goals since high school, before they'd even started dating. When they did finally get together, everyone's envy grew thanks to their instagram worthy dates and healthy sex life. Everyone wanted to be them. Now...