BTS Oneshots Part 2

*Little* (jinkook)

(little space)

Jungkook wobbled slightly, his muscular arms bulging as Jinnie squirmed in his grasp. The younger groaned.

"Love, please stop squirming. I don't want to drop you." The little immediately halted his movements.

"Sorry, hyungie." The younger kissed his forehead.

"It's alright, love." He waddled slowly to the bed, gently laying the little on his back. After helping him into a soft onesie, Jungkook plugged in their small Christmas tree night light and turned off the big lights. 

"You all ready for bed, Bear?" Jin pouted and held out his arms.

"Milkies?"

"Of course. How could hyungie forget?" The younger took the little back into his arms and hobbled to the kitchen. 

"You're gettin' awful heavy, bub. Hyungie's gonna have to start working out again." Jin squirmed.

"Sorry, hyungie." The little pouted. Cooing, Jungkook left a chaste kiss on his forehead. "It's alright, love. I don't mind." Jin smiled. Jungkook set him on the counter before getting the milk from the fridge. Pouring it into a bottle with a splash of vanilla, he gave it a careful shake.

"Cold or warm?"

"Cold please."

"Such a polite baby." He handed him his bottle. Jin bit harshly on the nipple, letting the bottle dangle from his mouth as he gripped both of Jungkook's hands and slid off the counter. The younger watched worriedly as the little teetered on his feet.

"Love?" Jin looked at him with wide eyes.

"How old are you?" He held up two fingers. 

"Do you want me to carry you?" Jin shook his head, holding onto the younger's hand.

"Imma big boy."

"Of course you are. Now, come on, time for bed." Jin pouted but didn't make a fuss. Jungkook helped the little climb into the bed and under the covers. He crawled in after him.

"Almost done with your milk?" The little grunted in response. Jungkook patted his hair and gently tugged him closer, resting an arm gently around his waist.

"Good night, Love."

"Night night."