❝ single dad ❞ ; yoongi

two ; ❝ studio ❞

"What do you mean you can't make it?!" I exclaimed. The babysitter just canceled on me and I have to work in the studio tonight!

"I'm sorry! Something came up," she replied on the phone. I sighed. "Fine. Bye," I said, then hung up.

I looked down at the boys who were playing on the floor. "Alright boys," I said. They looked up at the sound of my voice. "I guess you're coming to work with me today." Jungkook giggled and clapped his hands. I scowled at him.

"You're such a crack head," I said, shaking my head.

I arrived at the studio with Jungkook in his carrier, Taehyung holding my hand and Jimin holding his. I stepped inside and announced myself. "I'm here! Sorry I'm late," I said. Namjoon stayed looking at the computer. "Hey, hyung," he said. Hoseok was looking over Namjoon's shoulder but then he looked at me and caught sight of my sons.

"Ey, he brought the boys!" he exclaimed. Taehyung and Jimin made excited sounds and Jungkook screamed obnoxiously. I let go of Tae so they could run into Hoseok's waiting arms.

"The babysitter canceled on me," I explained, taking Jungkook out of the carrier. Seokjin approached me and held his arms out for Jungkook. "We'll welcome them either way," he smiled. I nodded.

I rubbed my hands together and pulled a chair up next to Namjoon. "Okay, Namjoon, what do we have so far?" I asked.

"In your part that we recorded yesterday, there was a problem with the feedback-" he said, but I cut him off.

"Jimin! Stop hitting Taehyung!" I said, watching the boys fight. Hoseok pulled them off of each other and smiled and me.

"Sorry Joon, continue," I said, turning back to him.

"Anyway, there was a problem, and we might need you to rerecord-" he continued but a loud wail cut him off and I immediately recognized it as Jungkook. I looked at Seokjin who was rocking the crying baby back and forth.

"I think he's hungry, Yoongi. Do you want me to feed him?" he said. I nodded and pointed at the bag on the floor.

"Yes, please, the bottle's right there and there is a ziploc filled with cereal in case he's not full when you're done," I responded, and Seokjin nodded and took the bottle out.

Before I could fully turn back, another wail, louder this time, cut through the air. "He doesn't want to take it," called out Seokjin. I sighed and stood up, approaching him. Jungkook stuck his little arms out signaling he wanted me to hold him.

When he was in my arms, I tried to give him the bottle but he pouted and pushed it away, continuing to cry. "You brat, I know you're hungry," I told him. Narrowing my eyes at him, I sighed again.

"Is Kookie hungry?" I asked in a baby voice. Jungkook seemed satisfied and reached for the bottle. I smiled and wiped off his tears as he looked me in the eyes while drinking. After he finished, I tried to hand him back to Seokjin but Jungkook screamed (like he always does) and held on to me. I groaned in frustration. "I need to work, Jungkook!" I said.

I plopped back down in my seat next to Namjoon reluctantly. He smiled. "It's okay, Yoongi, he's so cute," he said, pinching Jungkook's cheeks. I leaned back and Jungkook sprawled himself over my chest. Namjoon continued on telling me about the problems.

Soon, I look down and see that Jungkook is sleeping soundly and peacefully. I gently run my hand through his soft hair. Tired Kookie...