Blended

A Boring Day

"Jimin-ah, no sir." Jin called aross the living room able to see from his spot at the kitchen counter as Jimin tilted the tub of blocks over Jungkook's head. Jimin dropped the tub, narrowly missing Jungkook in the process and spinning around. He gave Jin his most innocent look which the older didn't buy for a minute.

"Come here please," Seokjin called, giving Jimin a stern look when he started whining and kicking his feet. Jin was really not a fan of the bratty behavior Jimin was starting to pick up. He really could be the sweetest boy when he wanted to be but lately he'd been misbehaving more and more.

Perhaps it was because Jin had been so busy at work. The last few months he'd been working a lot of overtime and hadn't been at home as much to discipline the boy. And God knew Hoseok wasn't disciplining him. Hobi had always had a huge soft spot for the boy. Jimin hadn't even sat in time out before he'd met Jin. It made Jin a little uncomfortable given that Hobi obviously had no issues disciplining Jungkook.

Jimin slowly made his way to the kitchen, dragging his feet and pout on display. It wasn't his fault everyone here was so boring! He just had to make his own fun.

Jin lifted Jimin by his armpits and set him on the counter, an easier way to get the boy to make eye contact. When Jimin was getting scolded he often tried to wander, not taking it seriously. He'd daydream and drift off. Only realizing he was in real trouble and should be paying attention once he found out he was getting punishment. Then suddenly the boy was very attentive, even if it was only to throw a tantrum.

"What's going on with you today?" Jin asked, tilting the baby's chin up to look him in the eye. "You know that's not nice behavior. Those were wooden blocks and a plastic tub. You could have really hurt Jungkookie."

"Boring Appa!" Jimin kicked his feet wildly until Jin put a restraining hand on them and gave Jimin a look.

"That does not excuse that behavior, young man. I don't care how bored you are, that does not mean you can hurt someone." Jin told the boy firmly, unhappy with the pout and attitude he was getting from the baby.

"Kookie not hurt," the little one pouted.

"Because I told you to stop before it happened." Jin wanted to roll his eyes but restrained himself. Jimin could be a little frustrating when you were trying to correct his behavior.

"Appa," Jimin whined again and tried to hide his face in Seokjin's shirtfront, whining and pouting when the elder forced him to sit up again.

"I'm not playing around Park Jimin. That was very naughty. I don't want to see that kind of behavior from you again. Is that understood?"

"Or what?"

"Excuse me?" Seokjin couldn't believe his normally sweet as can be baby was talking to him like this. "Or you'll get a spanking, little boy. And if you keep up this attitude I will give you one right now. Is that what you want?"

Jimin's eyes widened and he shook his head quickly. He hated Appa's spankings. They always stung horribly and made him cry.

"Then I don't want any more of this behavior or attitude. I don't know what your Daddy is letting you get away with when I'm not here but this behavior is absolutely unacceptable. You do not talk to me or anyone else like this and you definitely don't hurt others, with words or actions. Am I understood, young man?"

"Jiminie und'stand," Jimin squeaked out, eyes watery now that he realized he'd worked himself into actual trouble. It was hard for him to switch back and forth between his two caregivers. One that would let him get away with everything and another one who was, even as loving as he was, relatively strict. The adjustment period between days Jin worked and was home was always hard for the baby.