Mission: Parents || namjin

seven

[narrative]

 
  Jungkook could only watch in silence in the corner of the room as Namjoon and Seokjin bickered about useless things.

   "Just get the trash bag!!!"

  "I already did!!"

  "Where is it?!"

  "I don't know?!"

  "Then get another one, you airhead!!!"

  "WHERE?!"

  "WHERE DID YOU GET THE TRASH BAG?!"

  "I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS?!?!"

  The youngest stepped in before Seokjin could rip out all of Namjoon's hair. "Calm down, hyungs!" he said while extending  out both his arms to seperate the two. "This was a horrible idea," the purple pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Oh shut up, as if I enjoy this," the eldest then protested.

  "Junki, we'll just come back here tomorrow, hm? For now, let's stay the night at my place?" Jin suggested. "Hold up, and where will I stay?! We cleared out this place!" Namjoon reminded while pointing all over the room they've just finished clearing out.

  Jungkook smirked as he saw an opportunity, "Why not just stay with us at Seokjin's place, Namjoon-hyung?"

  The two bickering idiots stared at him frozen with pure disgust written all over their faces, however as their son, he could notice the slight twinge in both of the corner of their lips. Namjoon was the first to move again and smirked playfully at the other, "You know what? I should, it's only right for you to do. Aren't I right, Mr. Clean Freak." his cocky tone made the other want to hit his face.

  Luckily, Jungkook pushed Jin away before he could really hurt Namjoon. It took quite a while and a lot of convincing and whining, but soon Seokjin agreed. And soon, they were all in the living room of the eldest's home.

  The two guests made themselves comfortable on the both of the white sofas at Seokjin's house, one for each of them to sleep in. After  eating the dinner Jin made for them, the two agreed it would be best if they would sleep here, where they won't bother Seokjin. "Oh? Why are you two there?" the eldest questioned after seeing them both on the sofas.

  "Uh... getting ready to sleep?" Joon cocked his head around and spoke in a-matter-of-fact voice as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Jin furrowed his brows after that response but burst out in a chuckle, "No, no. You guys are sleeping in my room. I'll sleep here," and he pushed aside Namjoon to make himself comfortable instead.

  The two couldn't say anything and only looked at him, then each other, then back at him. He was the owner, and they were just the guests after all, why would he be the one to sleep here? The pink haired soon snapped out of his own bubble of thoughts and screeched, "What?! No, no! We'll sleep here. We're the guests!"

  Jin snapped his head up and pursed his lips together, "Yeah? And that's why you two are going to sleep in my room?"

  "I agree with Junki on this one, we're only the guests, let us sleep here." Namjoon butted in the conversation and they both proceeded to bombard Seokjin with reasons why they should sleep in the living room instead. But Seokjin wouldn't budge, and kept fighting back with his own reasons.

  Jungkook stopped for a moment, and grinned while he thought of a solution that would work well with his plan. "Hey! Hyungs! Why don't we all just sleep in your room?" he directed the last part to Jin. The two thought of it for a few seconds and realized there was no harm in that. "Uh... sure!"

  Thus, their current situation; now they were in a dim room, with no source of light. Jungkook kept thinking of plans to get them together and convince them to be more carefree, meanwhile Namjoon was already snoring quietly beside him. His eyes averted to Seokjin who was asleep on his own bed, and back to Namjoon who was sleeping on the floor. He was right in the middle of the two.

  Clouds of thoughts and worries and other things he could imagine manifested inside his mind, the pure black and bland environment allowed him to be that way. With occasional snores from Namjoon and the sounds from the air conditioner, it was all a pattern. A pattern that helped him to soon spiral into his own thoughts and black out soon, falling into his own deep slumber.

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[namjoon]

  THUD

  "owwwwww!!"

  What the-

  "Junki! What the heck?!" Junki is now lying on the floor with a scrunched up look stuck on his face. "I just slipped...."

  The blankets lying on the bed beside me sprung up and revealed an irritated looking Seokjin. That expression hastily turned into a wide-eyed surprised one. "Junki?! Are you okay?!" he shouted after seeing the boy on the floor.

  We both ran hurriedly to help him up, "Becareful, okay?!" I scolded him and he nodded while shutting his eyes. A hand grasped his jaw and made him turn the other direction, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?!" Jin asked as if Junki just went through a million stages of extreme parkour.

  "Yes, I'm fine... Thanks, dads.."

  Me and Jin turned to each other, and I didn't even realize I was grinning already. "Dads?" Seokjin asked. The boy's eyes widened and he started to frantically wave his hands around, "Woah! Sorry! I'm sorry! I just-"

  Seokjin chuckled and slightly shook his head, "It's okay, Junki. You can call us dads," the small boy turned to me and I smiled while nodding. His panicked frown quickly changed into a bunny smile, and he sprung up to tackle me and Seokjin down into a hug. "YAY! Dads!"

  Jin started to laugh, and oh my god. It sounds like I'm wiping a window.

  "PFTTT! SEOKJIN WHAT IS THAT LAUGH?!" I exclaimed while laughing, he rolled his eyes and glared at me, both of us still on the floor. "Yeah yeah, it sounds like a car windshield. I get that a lot." Me and Junki laughed at him and teased him about it for a few.
"Cute." I muttered.

  Wait did I just..

  "I'm hungryyyyy!" Junki whined and attempted to pull Seokjin up. The older laughed and smiled while getting up with the help of Junki and they both exited the room, leaving me alone.

  Maybe this won't be so bad after all....

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  it seems someone is catching something, but it isn't a cold....

  perhaps.. feelings?