❝ single dad ❞ ; yoongi

five ; ❝ a supplementary story ❞

Jimin and Taehyung: 3 years old
Jungkook: 1 year old

"Taehyung, don't you dare eat that dirt!" I exclaimed, seeing the dirt in his closed fist heading towards his mouth.

Taehyung jumped in surprise and looked at me innocently. I raised my eyebrows expectantly. He pouted and dropped the dirt. I turned back to Y/N and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry. I have to constantly watch them to make sure they don't hurt themselves," I apologized. Her eyes lit up cutely.

"It's okay, I understand. I didn't even notice you were watching them," she laughed. She opened her mouth to speak but her eyes caught on something beside me. I followed her gaze to see Jungkook, struggling to stand and looking at me.

I watched as he teetered back and forth. He recently learned to stand, but he wasn't very used to it. Suddenly, his little body tilted backwards but before he could fall I leaned forward and put my hands under him, catching him. He giggled as if he wasn't about to hurt himself. He held his arms out for me and I picked him up carefully.

Y/N gave a cheeky smile to Jungkook. "Hi Kookie!" she exclaimed. "Hey, cutie."

She leaned forward and lightly pinched Jungkook's cheeks, making him giggle. He let go of me and reached for her, and we chuckled. We both knew Jungkook wasn't one to let go of me at any time, but Y/N was special. She took him out my arms and settled him on her lap.

I watched as his little hands rested on Y/N's cheeks as she smiled down at him. Suddenly, he pitched forward and gave her a kiss on her cheek. She giggled and returned the favor, giving him a little peck on the forehead. I pulled them apart.

"Hey there mister, keep your hands to yourself. She's mine," I playfully scolded Jungkook. He smiled and wrapped his stubby arms around Y/N's neck. She let him nuzzle her as he drifted off to sleep.

I pouted and squinted at Y/N. "Why does he get more action than me? He's not even dating you, I am!" I whined. "I can't believe this. I-" she cut me off when I felt her lips touch my cheek.

I pouted once again. She gave me a knowing look. "Turn your head, silly, so I can give you a proper one," she said. I immediately turned my head and leaned forward, our lips touching softly.

We heard a scream and pulled apart. It was Taehyung, looking at us angrily. "Appa, no kiss!" he commanded, stomping his foot. Then he climbed on the bench we were on and pulled my arm. I chuckled and gathered him in my arms. Then Jimin, being left by both his brothers, wandered over. He climbed on the bench and hugged Y/N.

Taehyung turned and pointed at the place where they were playing. "San' cas'le," he said, smiling proudly. I slipped my hand in his hair, twisting a piece on my finger and I nodded.

"It's beautiful, Tae," I praised, when in reality his "sand castle" was just a shaped mound of dirt.

Taehyung turned to Y/N and pointed again. He made a small noise, meaning he was seeking her approval. She looked at his creation and smiled.

"Amazing Tae, you're such a little artist," she nodded.

Her hand went to his cheek and she pulled him in to give him a kiss on the forehead. Taehyung laughed and pushed himself out of my arms and onto Y/N. Jimin whined, his jealousy making an appearance. Y/N chuckled and gave Jimin a kiss as well, and he happily returned to hugging her. It warmed my heart to see the girl I love caring for my sons as much as I care for them.