A sweet and too familiar giggle accompanied by a childish one reawakened Jungkook from his afternoon nap. For a moment he felt lost, blinking a few times at the clear sky above. When he lowered his gaze towards the source of the amused giggles, he felt his heart clenching at the sight.
Jimin, his beloved Jimin, was laying on the sunbed, playing adorably with his cute son. They probably just got out from the pool because the baby was covered with a towel and Jimin still had his hair wet and pulled back. Since the beginning Jungkook had always known his hyung would have been an amazing father: his caring and selfless nature were a guarantee to that. Everyone who got in touch with him always felt loved and cherished, that much he poured his heart and soul.
And right now, witnessing the heartwarming picture in front of him Jungkook felt contented: it was exactly like in his dreams. But this is not a dream, he thought, smiling fondly at his hyung. The scratch marks on his back were a great and satisfying reminder that all of this was real.
It was too perfect to be true tho: the golden ring in Jimin's finger was a constant reminder that reality was more painful than waking up to a beautiful but delusional dream.
Jungkook stood up, so tempted to go and kiss affectionately his hyung but then he saw the baby-sitter, reading a book in the corner while she waited for the baby to be handed to her again.
Actually in this period he had work related stuff to do but as soon as his hyung invited him, he called his secretary and told her to cancel all of his appointments in the agenda. The desire to see Jimin stronger than his passion for his job.
It was not like they didn't see each other frequently, but Jungkook was really in love with the time spent with his hyung. So he missed him often. He loved conversing with him, cuddling his cute tiny form, playing with him, making love to him. Every single millisecond spent with Park Jimin was never wasted but it was always fully lived and enjoyed.
--->FLASHBACK
Jungkook got to know Jimin when he was in middle school. At first, he was fascinated by his sunbae and looked up to him admiringly for his talents, hardwork and kindness. But then he realised how much Jimin's beauty affected him, slowly driving him mad at those unexpected and unknown feelings. His doubts about his sexuality only ended up with him discovering and then accepting that he was definitely Jiminsexual.
He tried his best to be a man who could protect his hyung, hitting the gym and taking care of him to show him his Jungkookie was already a grown up adult, someone who he could lean on. But all of this didn't change the fact that Jimin was straight and had a pretty girlfriend for awhile now so Jungkook learnt to ignore these painful and uncomfortable feelings and started to sleep around with beautiful girls who were not anything close to Jimin's fascinating beauty. This routine kept going, also after graduating. But nothing could really satisfy him. A consuming and overwhelming desire for just this one specific person building up inside of him.
Everything went downhill when Jimin announced he was getting married and Jungkook felt hopeless and dejected, his unrequited love slipping away from his hands. He thought watching over him and staying close to him only as a friend was better than losing him but he didn't realise that once he got married Jimin would be taken away from him once and for all.
So he avoided him with the excuse of being busy at work and the day of the wedding he scheduled a business trip so he had a valid excuse to not attend to such a heart wrenching scene.
One year later, Jimin knocked at Jungkook's door and with a tight smile he announced that he was going to be a father and that he wanted his Jungkookie to be the godfather. It turned out it was just an excuse to see his beloved dongsaeng who he missed so much.
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The Babysitter [Jeon Jungkook x Park Jimin | Kookmin]
FanfictionI was not supposed to watch and I shouldn't have kept on watching but fuck, Mr. Park was so pretty like this. "Baby, you're so pretty like this" Fuck, fuck, fuck. Of course Mr. Jeon had to say out loud what I was thinking.