Jungkook sat on the couch, thumb in his mouth sitting on his precious toy bunny to hide it from Jiminie. He knew if his Appa was home he would scold him for sucking his thumb but he didn't dare move to go find his pacifier. Jimin was in a mood where he wanted everything Jungkook had and didn't want to share. Usually, when Appa was home he would have shut it down immediately but the man had to work late tonight.
Hobi hyung was the one who was home now and Jungkook had tried to use his words to tell him what was happening, just like Appa had told him too, but his hyung had only chastised him and told him he wasn't being a good boy for not sharing. He always tried to be a good boy and he was a good sharer but his bunny was special. It was his comfort object and he needed her by his side always. And Jiminie was being mean today. He kept snatching toys away from him and calling him mean names when he had a toy he wanted. Jungkook didn't think it was fair but knew better than saying anything. Jimin would just go crying to Hobi hyung and Jungkook knew he'd either be on the naughty step or get a smacked bottom.
Jungkook wanted his Appa.
Jungkook loved his Hobi hyung, he always had. When Hobi and Jimin had first come to live with him and Jin, Jungkook hadn't presented as a little yet. The boy already knew he was but he was scared too actually voice it before he was tested. He'd always been clingy and loved being babied and before Jungkook had been tested Hoseok had fed into it. He'd held him on his lap, spoiled him rotten. But after Jungkook revealed he was little, that had changed. Jungkook had noticed just days after how Hobi would spend most of his time with Jimin and moved all his affection onto the little. Jungkook had been heartbroken but told himself that his hyung hadn't been prepared for two littles and they'd adjust...but they hadn't. It had been years now and the divide was still there. Jungkook was Jin's baby, just like he'd always been. The hard thing was that Jimin was both Hobi and Jin's baby.
Jin very much disagreed with how Hobi handled things but couldn't really do much. He couldn't force the two's relationship to improved but he also refused to neglect Jimin the way he was Hoseok doing to Jungkook. It caused a lot of jealousy issues. Jungkook was always scared deep down that Jin was going to leave him the way Hoseok had and always tried to cling to the eldest when he was home. Jin was used to it and usually obliged but he knew when to draw the line and refused to let Jungkook control the situation and keep him away from Jimin.
Just the night before Jungkook had gotten sent to timeout when he'd continually tried to get in between Jimin and Jin when the older man was cuddling the other baby. The man had been nice at first, telling the youngest he could cuddle beside him while he held Jimin but that hadn't been enough for the baby, wanting his Appa's full attention. When he'd tried to push Jimin off the man's lap Jin had had enough and sent Jungkook right to the step. Jungkook still didn't think it was fair.
Jungkook looked up when he heard soft cooing, his stomach knotting when he was Hobi rocking Jimin, calming him down for a nap. The baby ached for that so much. His hyung used to sit beside him and card his hand through his hair to soothe him to sleep and now...now he barely said goodnight to Jungkook. The baby pulled his bunny out from his hiding spot and hugged her close, comforting himself until Jin came home and would put him to bed.
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"Kim Taehyung, sit down at the table. I'm not going to tell you again!"
"But busy, Yoonie!" Taehyung stamped his foot. Couldn't the man see he needed to finish his cartoon before doing something as mundane as sitting at the table for dinner?
"Taehyung. One." Yoongi smirked as he heard an overdramatic yelp and the scurrying of feet on hardwood floor.
"You don't have to be so strict with him," Namjoon said softly as he pushed his own food around, not making eye contact with either of the two as Taehyung overdramatically pulled out his chair and threw his entire weight on top of it.
Yoongi ignored the display with practiced patience and gave Namjoon a look, not that the other man was paying any attention to him. Yoongi knew Namjoon was wanting to slip if he was upset with him for scolding Taehyung.
It was a common argument that Yoongi was honestly too tired for. He'd tell Namjoon he could slip and the man would look contemplative for a moment before shutting down and refusing. He'd managed to keep his presentation a secret for years, refusing to get tested until he was near a breakdown from stress and even now when everyone knew he was a little, still he was refusing. Always said he'd burden his hyung no matter how many times Yoongi told him he'd love to take care of little Joonie.
"I'm not being too strict. He knows he has to sit down for dinner, Joon." Yoongi resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Yeah well you don't have to sound so mean." the younger pouted.
That made Yoongi stop, the man must be closer to slipping than he thought if he was feeling this sensitive to his hyung's stern tone.
"Joon, I'm not being mean," he tried to soothe. "I just want him to listen so we can have a nice dinner. Wouldn't you like that?"
Yoongi held his breath as he saw Namjoon's eyes glaze over slightly, a sure sign he was slipping before the younger man suddenly gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles turned white and the look melted off his face.
"Don't treat me like a baby!" the younger jumped up, stomping across the room and destroying his argument that he was a mature adult who had everything under control. "I'm not a child!" was screamed before his bedroom door was slammed shut.
There was absolute silence for several long seconds after the outburst. No matter how often these tantrums happened they were always unnerving.
"Cartoons Yoonie!" Though Taehyung still seemed to be able to recover quickly.
All Yoongi could do was sigh.
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Blended
FanfictionIn a world where everyone is tested at age 16 to see if they are a little, surrogate families are formed. What happens when two of these families decide that blending together will give them all what they need?