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mine ~ taekook (part 3)

little!hybrid!jungkook (mental age 1-4)/caregiver!taehyung

it's here people yeet

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"Jungkookie!" Taehyung called up the stairs to his baby boy. "Come on, baby, we're leaving to go meet Hobi and Jiminie!"

Taehyung waited at the bottom of the stairs for a few seconds until Jungkook appeared at the top, looking quite pale and nervous; and Taehyung couldn't help but frown slightly in worry.

"You ok, darling? What's wrong?" The brunette asked as Jungkook took slow and unsure steps down the stairs.

Now that he was seeing Jungkook in a better light, he could really see just how pale and sickly Jungkook's face looked, and when he raised his hand to press his palm to the bunny's forehead, he wasn't surprised to feel the skin burning up beneath his palm.

"Baby, you're burning up," Taehyung stated worriedly, and Jungkook blinked sadly. "Sweetheart, why didn't you tell Daddy you were getting sick?"

"Daddy weally wanted me to go see Jiminie today," the little croaked, and Taehyung lips curled into a concerned pout as he lifted his boy off of the step and onto his hip.

"Baby, you know Daddy thinks only of your health and happiness first, don't you?" The elder asked and Jungkook nodded shyly. "Good boy - we don't have to see Hobi and Jiminie today if you're not feeling well, poppet."

"M sowwy I wied, Daddy," Jungkook apologised shyly, and Taehyung used his free hand to brush his little's sweaty bangs from his forehead.

"No need to apologise, princess," Taehyung smiled reassuringly. "You're still my good boy."

The eldest carried Jungkook into the living room, cooing silently when the boy rested his forehead on his shoulder.

It hadn't been long since Jungkook had become Taehyung's little - probably around 3 months - but Taehyung had fit into the role rather nicely.

He was caring by nature and had absolutely no problem with showering Jungkook in praise and endless nicknames whenever he needed it. Of course, he had done his research for good measures and made sure to have plenty in-depth conversations with Jungkook just so he could clarify things he was confused about.

But so far, Taehyung had been the best caregiver Jungkook could've ever asked for, and he was glad his shy and introverted self had been able to attract Taehyung to him in the first place.

Taehyung laid the bunny hybrid down on one of the sofas in the living room, reaching for his phone on the coffee table so he could ring Hoseok and let him know he and Jungkook weren't coming. As he pressed the speaker to his ear, Jungkook began to whine, making grabby hands for the older male and Taehyung smiled, kneeling down next to the sofa and letting Jungkook hold his hand.

"Hey, hyung!" He chirped once Hoseok had picked up from the other side. "Yeah, Jungkook's not feeling so well so we won't be able to make it today. I know it's short notice but Jungkookie thought it was a smart idea to hide his sickness from me because I really wanted to go. That wasn't very smart, was it, Kookie?"

Jungkook whimpered in embarrassment and Taehyung smiled at him.

"He's ok, just a fever I think," there was a pause and Taehyung chuckled. "Thanks, hyung, I'll let him know. Bye."

Taehyung hung up and stood back up right, causing Jungkook to whine.

"Hang on darling, Daddy's just going to make you some milk. Would you like that, Kookie?" He asked softly and Jungkook nodded. "Good boy. Hobi said he hopes you feel better soon, sweetie, and he's not angry that you couldn't make it."

Hearing that made Jungkook feel less guilty, at least, but his head was still pounding and his stomach felt like a mini volcano erupting inside of him. At least he had Taehyung to himself for today, as the elder had taken some time off for this playdate.

~*~

About three hours later, Jungkook was still feeling rather ill (and Taehyung was contemplating taking him to the doctor's tomorrow) when there was a knock at the door.

The two men found themselves buried under mountains of blankets and pillows on the couch watching Tangled when Taehyung ruffled his bunny's hair to get him to sit up.

"There's someone at the door, honey; Daddy needs to get up," he urged softly when Jungkook whined, but the boy soon let go of his caregiver. "Such a good boy, Kookie!"

Untangling himself from the mess of blankets, Taehyung stumbled to the front door, already knowing who it was just from the blurry reflection through the door.

"Hyung? What are you doing here?" Taehyung asked in disbelief as Hoseok's signature orange hair became much more clear to him once he opened the door.

"Hi, TaeTae!" Jimin waved enthusiastically from next to Hoseok, bouncing up and down on the tips of his toes.

"Hi, Jiminie," the other male grinned, looking back up at Hoseok.

"Ah, Minnie and I thought we would pay Jungkookie a visit since you told us he wasn't feeling well," the redhead explained. "It's fine if you don't want to let us in, we understand. But Minnie drew Jungkookie a picture to help him get better."

"Daddy," Jungkook whinged from the living room and Taehyung hastily let the two men in.

"I'm coming, darling," he called out to his baby. "Baby, look who's here to see you!"

Jungkook turned around from his space on the sofa to see Hoseok and Jimin entering the living room along with Taehyung.

"Kookie!" Jimin squealed. "Kookie, I dwew you a get well soon pictuwe!"

Jimin ran over to where Jungkook was on the sofa, handing him the picture of the two littles standing under a rainbow with the words 'get well soon kookie' scrawled above them.

"Tank you, Jiminie," he replied quietly and Taehyung cooed.

"You know, you didn't need to come over," he said in a hushed tone to Hoseok.

"I know, but Jimin really wanted to give Kook this picture and maybe cheer him up a little bit," the redhead shrugged. "If I'm honest, though, I never thought you would make this good of a caregiver. A hybrid owner, yes, a hundred percent. But I never imagined you being this good at being a caregiver."

"That's a good thing, right?" Taehyung asked with a raised eyebrow, and Hoseok chuckled.

"Of course."

"Daddy, can I pway wib Jiminie pwease?" Jungkook asked shyly, and Taehyung felt a soft smile grace his features.

"Of course, angel."

~*~

it's my birthday tomorrow :)

ya boi is 17 yikes