attention baby

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it was a peaceful night, only nine pm but the littles were asleep.

except for taehyung.

you see, yoongi has a little, which is jimin, and jin is sort of the person who runs the house, also, namjoon and hobi are the crackheads.

and they all live together.

taehyung was wide awake, bouncing on the bed while jungkook just laid there and watched him.

"baby, please sit down."

"no."

he sighed.

taehyung was always difficult.

"sit."

"but why?"

"because i told you to."

the little groaned, completely ignoring jungkook.

"taehyung. do you want me to spank you?"

he immediately stopped jumping and sat down.

"no spankies."

"good boy."
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taehyung ended up falling asleep, jungkook softly kissing his head as he slept.

"my beautiful baby boy."

it was now twelve am, the man still restless as usual.

he just couldn't sleep.

usually, he'd end up falling asleep at like, seven am, and taehyung wakes up at ten, so yoongi and the others occupy him.

the little whimpered in his sleep, sitting up after a while.

"what's wrong, bubs?" the older male asked, still not asleep.

"i don't feel good." the boy replied, groaning and holding his stomach.

"why does my baby not feel good? you okay bubba?" the male asked the little, sounding a bit concerned.

"tummy hurts." the little told his daddy, still holding his stomach.

"i'm sorry baby."

he kissed the boys forehead, rubbing his stomach a little.

"hm, you are still potty training, right bub? how about we try going to the potty?"

"noooo...."

"yes, taetae."

the little sighed, letting jungkook pick him up and bring him to the toilet.
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•JK POV•
"daddy i don't want to go..." taehyung whined, now sitting on the toilet.

"it might make you feel better. at least try, babes." i replied, playing with his soft black hair.

he whined again, tapping his foot on the floor as he waited.

"taetae can't do it dada."

i looked down at him, rubbing his thigh to let him know that it was okay.

"okay, it's fine. do you want to try peeing before we go lay down?"

"mhm"

"okay. do you want to sit down? because you don't have to stand up, whatever makes you comfortable."

"sit down."

"i'll be right back."

as much as taehyung hated it, he needed medicine, so i quickly grabbed it, putting it in a syringe for taehyung.

i left it there, going back to taehyung.

"daddy, can you sing to me while i go?"

i smiled.

"okay."

i hummed a song, which calmed taehyung and got him to go.

"do you feel better bubba? hm?"

he shook his head no, so i picked him up, putting him back on the bed.

"open your mouth for me."

this time, he opened it, letting me put the medicine in.

"good job! now let's go to sleep. dada has work tomorrow."

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short chapter Ik