single; taekook

seventeen; the bachelor party

this is slightly (m) bc i do love writing some noice smut but not as detailed yanno? also i'm writing a new fic rn and its taekook and if you wanna check it out, that'd be really great! :) 

jungkook was in a constant state of euphoria. 

whenever he woke up, he'd look down and see that beautiful face sleeping in his arms. when he came back from work, he'd see herbal tea and jae seated in his lap to relax and talk about their days. when he'd go to bed and wrap his arms around that small waist and smell that vanilla shampoo to help him fall asleep. 

it was everything he's ever wanted; what jisoo could never give him. 

and when he woke up the morning of jimin's bachelor party, taehyung laying next to him and jae on his chest (the little one had now grown accustomed to sharing the bed with the two boys), he sighed in content. 

the soft ring of the stock iphone alarm ran through the air, jae lifted his head slightly before going back to bed. he wasn't used to waking up to that noise but it was a the only downside of sleeping in his father's room.

"sorry bun, we have to get up soon", he cooed, palm running up and down the little one's small back. jae's eyes fluttered open and those little stars lit up in his brown doe eyes, the same ones that jungkook had. 

taehyung stirred, sitting up already with puffy features. he looked like his dog, yeontan, who was also on the bed with them. squinty eyes, pouty lips and his nose was the cutest thing ever. his eyes flicked on over to jungkook and jae before he waved good morning at them. 

so cute. 

jae was now sitting up as well, straddling jungkook's chest while he rubbed his eyes. "can i come to uncle mochi's party today"? his voice, even in the morning, was so cute and playful. both boys looked at each other, unaware of how to answer this. 

the details of jimin's party where unknown. no one knew if this was going to be a nice, respectable party, where they play pool and drink wine from glasses. or this was going to be a trashy, stereotypical party where strippers jump out of cakes and give messy lap dances to every boy there.

the first option seemed more jimin now but the second option seemed more like the jimin from college, a.k.a the crazy bachelor with a perverted sense of humor. obviously the blonde has matured a lot but the point of bachelor parties were so that the guy getting married could have his last night of unadulterated nonsense with his best friends. 

so..maybe not the best environment for an adorable four year old?

"no, you'll be with hoseung and wonho", jungkook pushed his hair out of his eyes and tried to sit up but jae was adamantly pushing him down, pouting lips showing that he didn't like the idea of not being with his father. 

taehyung sat criss cross next to them after brushing his teeth. "i wanna stay with you two. taetae can hide me in his snake bag! i'll be super quiet", jae alluded to taehyung's gucci bag, making the two olders laugh. jungkook liked to call it the mary poppins bag because holy fuck, that thing was huge. 

"well you can if you want, you'll have to listen to me and daddy and uncle yoongi talk about boring things. like work and school and bills and there'll be no tv or hoseung or wonho there with you", his morning voice came in handy, nice and gravely to paint a gross image of what the bachelor party would be like in jae's eyes. 

the little one grimaced. "ew ew ew ew ew! no, i don't wanna go anymore", jae hid his face in jungkook's neck and the problem was quickly solved. with a giggle, taehyung got up and walked over to the kitchen to get breakfast ready.