Chapter Five
Baby Bun
Jungkook POV
I woke up, now in a crib!!!
I tried to sit up, only to find I was only able to move a few inches before my limbs became too heavy.
I whined out, a small pitiful whine.
One I knew all too well.
I heard the same soft footsteps, this time, not feeling a panic like I had before.
I mumbled softly, nothing intelligible.
I frowned, letting out another whine as the door opened.
"Aw~ Bun's awake!" I heard 'Eomma' coo.
I frowned deeper, not liking the baby talk, it was humiliating!!!
I cried out when he lifted me up, laying me down on a cold table.
No fair!!! The crib was warm!!! You suck!!!
I froze when the front of the onesie was unzipped.
Oh hell no!!!
I screamed.
"Shh Bun, it's alright,"
"N-n-no!!! Stop it!!!"
"Bun-"
I sobbed, not liking the cold air on my legs and area.
I shivered when I was redressed," Bun, you haven't gone yet?"
I stayed silent.
"Bun, answer Eomma,"
I shook my head, scared of the outcome.
Despite breaking down yesterday the only reason I turned to 'Eomma' was because I didn't want to be punished further.
At least that's what I told myself.
Eomma sighed," That's not good for your tumtum Bunbun,"
I pouted, giving him doe eyes, trying to look as innocent as possible, trying to get off the hook.
Eomma smiled," Okay, you win,"
At least that's what he said.
Appa had other ideas as we came downstairs.
"Has our Bunny gone yet?"
"Nope, dry as a bone,"
Appa frowned.
I didn't like that frown.
"I've got an idea,"
I frowned, wondering what torture he was gonna pull, going tense with fear, my eyes wide.
He caught my look and shushed me," No no Bun, it's not anything bad, I promise,"
I sighed with relief.
"Not talking to Appa lil' bun?"
"Miss KoKo," I pouted, trying something childish to change the subject.
"You mean... this fluffy guy?"
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No one should touch KoKo but me!!!
KoKo is mine!!!
"Ah ah ah," Appa said, wagging his finger," what do we say if we want the bunny?"
Tears filled my eyes.
I've never been denied KoKo!!!
Never!!!
"Joon, just give it to him, he looks so sad,"
"Manners Bun," Appa said, ignoring Eomma.
"P-p-please?"
Appa smiled, dimples on display as he handed me the bunny.
I cuddled him to my chest, crying softly into his fur.
Appa's smile faded," What's wrong Bun?"
"Koko... was a g-g-gift from... T-t-tat-t-t-tae!!! Scared you hurt... KoKo!!!"
"Oh Bun, I'd never hurt KoKo!!!"
"Promise?" I asked with wide eyes.
"I promise, pinky swear," he smiled, holding out his pinky.
I curled mine around his.
Pinky promises, never break them. You asking for trouble?
I nodded, going back to hiding my face in the soft bunny fur.
"Aw, is our bun shy now?"
I pouted and then jolted.
Oh hell no!!!
I am not going to act like a damn child!!!
I lowered the bunny with a glare," Not shy,"
"Oh you're right, our bun is the bravest bun in the world!!!"
I scowled, this was going to be a long day.
