Jeon's Baby ✔️

Daddy Jeon, Little Yoonie, Little me, and Delivery 3

It's been three years since I've started living with Jungkook and the guys. I'm glad I haven't been caught in little space and I also still don't have a daddy. Well, I shouldn't be saying that I might jinx myself on not being caught in little space.

I now sit on my bed with Taeger in my lap and coloring books and crayons in front of me with my paci in my mouth.

"Tae'er wha oo fin ob my ma'er pieth?" I ask looking at him.

He looks at the picture then back at me and nods his head meaning he likes it, I squeal in happiness.

I didn't think about whether or not I was to loud or being heard, well not until Jungkook comes into the room. I look up at him wide eyed. I can't seem to get out of little space so I hold Taeger to my chest after taking out my paci. Jungkook closes the door.

"Taetae sowwies, pwease no hate Taetae." I say as tears well up and begin to fall down my face.

Jungkook rushes over to the bed.

"Taetae, I'm not mad. No, I'm not mad baby. Please don't cry. I definitely don't hate you. I could never hate you. I'm disappointed you never told me you're a little but that's in the past." He says sitting on the bed before bringing me into his lap wrapping his arms around my waist.

I lay my head on his shoulder facing his shoulder still holding Taeger.

"Ookie wawm." I mumble into his neck making him chuckle.

"You ok now baby?" He asks.

"Taetae, ok now Ookie." I say lifting my head off his shoulder.

"Who's this Taetae?" He asks pointing to Taeger.

"Dis ish Taeger. Booty Keen gabes him chu mwe when fown outs dat Taetae wittle."

"That was nice of her but I'm pretty sure she's the nicest one in your family that didn't doesn't want to kill you minus your grandparents. Well most of them can't wish it anymore since most of them are dead." He says making me giggle.

I turn back towards my coloring books still sitting in his lap. I pick up my paci and wipe it off with my shirt before putting it back in my mouth setting Taeger in my lap. I start back to coloring. A few minutes of me coloring my door opens again to reveal Yoongi holding a cat plushie with tears stains on his cheeks. He closes the door and locks it quickly.

"Yoonie hash no one. Yoonie no wike being wone. Jimin an Hoseok no wike Yoonie. Day tews hims day wewe onwy using him. Yoonie wan be wuved. Whens day fowns out Yoonie wittle day towds hims he's disgusting." He says crying.

I immediately put my crayons down, take Taeger off my lap before getting up and running over to him enveloping him in a hug. He latches on to me still holding his kitty stuffie. He sobs on shoulder.

"Oonie no disgusting. Jimin and Hoseok awe fow saying you's awe. Oonie ish wubed bwy Taetae an Ookie. Wight Ookie?" I ask looking slightly over my shoulder.

"Right baby. Ok, now the question is do you both want me to be your caregiver? I'm only asking so that I know you both do." He says to the both of us.

"Yesh!" We both say at the same time making Jungkook chuckle.

"Okay, Taetae where is your paper so that you both can write down some rules I'm going to go over." He's asks me.

"In dah bag besides dah bed." I say as he gets up and goes over to the bag getting the paper out along with the markers.

He takes them and sets them on the table that sets at the corner of the room.

Yoongi and I pull apart from each other before walking over to the table and sitting down in one of the four chairs that encircle it. Jungkook places a piece of paper in front of both Yoongi and me putting the markers in the middle.