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“Achoo! Achoo!”
Taehyung couldn’t help his laughter as he watched Byul bring the end of his Winnie the Pooh blanket to his nose before the baby, very fakely, said, “achoo!”
The six month old had been sick recently; he’d had a little bit of a fever after having to go to the doctor’s office for some shots.
He’d likely just gotten a bug from sitting in the waiting room, but Byul had gotten over it rather quickly, although now it left the baby obsessed with pretending to be sick.
Truthfully, that was Taehyung’s own fault.
Everytime it was his turn to run in and check on the sniffling baby, he cooed at him and always mumbled, “Achoo! Achoo!” when the baby sneezed into his top.
Even though it had been a good few days since he’d been up and crawling all over once again, they had noticed Byul mumbling it to himself and even pretending to sneeze, like now, as a means for attention.
“Aish, am I ignoring you, baby?” Taehyung commented, setting his coffee to the side and climbing off the couch.
Nearly as soon as Byul noticed he had gotten Taehyung’s attention the baby began to laugh, smiling as big as he could and showing off his handsome dimples while he scattered to crawl up to the omega’s feet.
“Silly baby,” Taehyung chided fondly when little arms wrapped around his ankle and Byul pressed his chubby cheek against his calf to look up at him with bright eyes.
Kneeling down, the omega wiped off some applesauce from the baby’s cheek before crooning playfully, “Do you have the sniffles? Huh? Or is my baby star just having fun talking?”
Byul grunted, pulling up against his leg with very uncoordinated and wobbly little legs before starting at an impatient bounce and babbling, “mamamama!”
Grinning, Taehyung felt like that was a clear answer and scooped him up to blow a raspberry into Byul’s cheek, leaving the baby to squeal out his happiness with these extremely shrill squeals, but being so used to it Taehyung didn’t even flinch.
He did, however, begin to laugh when Byul began to clap his hands together, flat little palms barely making any noise between them, but Taehyung knew what it meant all the same: “Again, mommy! Again!”
Jungkook had rubbed the clapping off on him, because the alpha was all too excited when Byul so much as wobbled on his legs while pulling up on the couch or said anything similar to a, “dada” despite knowing it would be a while since the baby actually said it.
Taehyung never burst his bubble though, he always let Jungkook brag all he liked because, honestly, he just liked to see them play together.
Especially when Jungkook placed a hand to the baby's lips and gently tapped his mouth with his fingertips when Byul was babbling up a storm, because it was hilarious when the baby gasped in shock at the sound of his voice coming out in waves of different tones.
Byul was obsessed with it to the point where they caught him trying to pat his own lips while babbling, but it wasn’t quite the same when daddy did it, so he always crawled his way around until he could find Jungkook's leg to beat up until he got daddy play time.
“Daddy is still sleeping, wanna go check on him? He’s so sleepy today, huh?” Taehyung murmured, pressing a kiss onto the baby’s hair and taking a little hand to wave about in his own, “Let’s go attack him. Your job is to go for the ears, got it?”
Byul giggled, tossing his head back with a gummy grin, one that would soon be a single toothed grin with the way that his bottom gum, in the very front, was beginning to have a tiny bump forming.
Other than chomping on his toys as usual, he hadn’t begun the screaming phase of teething though, so Taehyung was hoping Byul wouldn’t be too upset when his tooth came through. They hated it when the baby cried.
Taehyung carried him down the hall, quietly peering into their bedroom and seeing that there was still a lump on Jungkook's side of the bed, his back to them.
“Babe,” He murmured, not completely wanting Jungkook to freak out if they woke him up, but he saw the alpha’s blankets move a bit and knew it should be fine.
“It’s lunchtime! Go tell daddy: Feed me! Feed me!” Taehyung cried, shuffling on his knees on the mattress to place Byul on the pillows before flopping down behind Jungkook, curling around the alpha’s back to tug the blankets off his head.
Jungkook groaned, reaching up to rub his eyes and mumbling, “It’s noon?”
Humming a confirmation, Taehyung tossed a leg over the alpha’s hip and snuggled into his back to press a kiss to the junction between his neck and shoulder, right over his mating bite, cooing, “You’re a sleepy alpha today, feeling okay?”
“In a mood… started last night.”
Taehyung frowned, sitting back only a bit to allow Jungkook to turn around and face him before immediately cuddling back into him and laying a hand on his face. “Is it about the new job? I know you like working for Seokjin, but-“
“Oh, no, baby. Not about that at all,” Jungkook rumbled, voice groggy and laced with sleep, but he still smiled, shifting to lean over and press a kiss onto Taehyung's mouth.
Smiling, the omega sank into him, petting Jungkook’s cheekbone with his thumb and releasing a happy, quiet hum of approval at the sudden attention.
Of course, just when the alpha was shifting to sit up and hover over him in a move that Taehyung knew would end up with them unable to leave each other alone for at least an hour, a certain baby decided it was showtime.
Byul, not carrying that mommy and daddy were giving kisses, decided to give a single, squeaky war cry before crawling right utop the couples heads.
“Oh my- Byul!” Taehyung began to laugh, quickly reaching up to grab the baby’s legs before he ended up in the hospital from taking a tiny foot to his eyeball.
That would be very awkward to explain. (“Yeah, so… uh, I was trying to be intimate with my mate and our son kinda… sorta decided he didn’t want to risk getting a new sibling. He’s the king of his crib right now and doesn’t like change.”)
But Taehyung getting a sky blue, stitch onesie covered bottom in his face was much better than the grabby hands Jungkook had collecting chunks of his hair.
Seriously, Byul’s grip was getting too strong these days.
That death grip took nearly half an hour for Jungkook to open his fingers and take back a pen cap last Saturday - Byul thought it was funny to see daddy scolding him.
“Yah! I get the point, I get the point!” Jungkook cried, sitting up to grab the baby and groaning at the throbbing of his scalp.
Luckily, Byul had decided to release him easily, only blinking innocently at him and kicking toes back and forth as Jungkook held him away at arm’s length.
“Dadadadada!” The baby argued, reaching for his feet and completely oblivious to much else.
“Demon baby,” The alpha whined, placing the baby down onto his lap and sighing as he began to play with Byul’s toes. Toes were very interesting to Byul, so he awed with huge eyes as Jungkook took his smallest toe and wiggled it around.
“He went easy on you,” Taehyung chided, spreading out like a starfish on the bed.
“Easy? He literally has ripped off chunks of my hair in his fingers.”
“Eh,” The omega waved it off, chuckling before he sighed contentedly and replied, “It grows back, you’re a big boy.”
Jungkook snorted, rolling his eyes playfully before scooping Byul up so the alpha could lay down on his back, holding the baby under his belly and pretending to fly him around overhead.
Taehyung snickered when Byul began to squeal with excitement and flail out his arms and legs, then a long, thin rope of drool fell smack onto Jungkook's bare chest.
The alpha didn’t even acknowledge it when Taehyung wiped it off on the corner of the blanket.
A home wasn’t a home unless it was covered in Byul’s baby slime, at least that’s what they had learned.
Taehyung shifted to sit up on his elbow, tossing a foot between Jungkook's, then curling his legs up around the alpha’s right one before he mumbled, reaching over to massage Jungkook's hair, “Good morning, sweetheart. I love you. You know that.”
Jungkook released a deep breath, bringing Byul down to lay on his belly across his chest and turning his head to look at Taehyung with these relieved, fond eyes, “I know, but I still need to hear it sometimes.”
“I know,” The omega whispered, pressing his face into Jungkook's shoulder and kissing the spot a handful of times.
Although many things could be fixed with a genuine apology and a show of change, much like their relationship it had been, the same thing didn’t reply to other stressors.
It wasn’t like Jungkook could change his train of thought overnight.
Taehyung knew sometimes he got overwhelmed - especially when adding in his new job, or having to learn that it was okay to just leave Byul to go about his own groove while they worked; Jungkook just didn’t do well with change.
And he also didn’t do well with mistakes, even little ones, like accidentally forgetting to pick up dinner on his way home from the store like Taehyung had asked.
Jungkook just felt pressure very, very easily, and he took it personally when something was amiss, even if it wasn’t something he could possibly control - like when Byul had the sniffles, or when the neighbor’s loud music kept Taehyung up an entire night.
He had trouble accepting that sometimes shit happened and that didn’t mean it was his fault or that someone was going to be upset with him because of it.
It didn’t mean that he had to beat himself up over things, because Taehyung knew that he still beat himself up over past mistakes and all of Taehyung’s murmurs of forgiveness didn’t make Jungkook feel too much better.
However, one thing that did make him feel better was when Taehyung just dumped Byul into his lap to cuddle up to him, or when the omega surprised him with a bowl of popcorn and demanded they sit down for a movie date.
Jungkook just felt better and looked happier when they were around.
“Byullie,” Taehyung murmured, making the baby raise his head off Jungkook’s stomach where he’d been content to munch on his fingers and get bottom pats, “Give mommy kiss,” He requested, leaning over to receive it.
The baby beamed, opening his mouth in a big smile and pressing a rather drool-filled, opened mouth kiss onto his mouth, but Taehyung never minded.
“Now daddy’s kiss,” Taehyung smiled, grabbing his little sides to slide him up Jungkook's chest.
Byul was more than happy to plop himself in Jungkook's face and smack his mouth onto the alpha’s, although missing completely and ending up leaving a drool trail on Jungkook's chin.
Either way, the alpha began to laugh, shaking his head fondly as Taehyung made a loud, excited noise and scooped the baby up.
“Yay! Kisses! And now what else? I’m forgetting something, huh?” Taehyung gasped, feigning thought before tossing Byul a bit and crying, “Oh yeah! We have to say our I love you’s, you smart boy!”
Bringing Byul to sit in his lap, Taehyung grabbed little hands and pretended to make Byul send air kisses to Jungkook, cooing in a baby voice. “I wub daddy! Daddy is da best!”
Faking an angry tone, Jungkook sat up on his elbow, “You just love daddy, that’s it?”
“No!” Taehyung giggled and picked up the baby to stand him on the bed, pressing his cheek against Byul’s to coo, “We love daddy to the stars! Isn’t that right, Byullie?”
Byul simply grinned and grabbed onto Taehyung's fingers around his belly while he began to bounce himself on the bed.
***
“Oh my god, Jungkook, for the love of god-“
“I love you!”
“I know! And I love you too, babe, but I can’t walk!” Taehyung shrieked, laughing through his fake scolding tone as he waddled into the kitchen.
It was incredibly difficult to move when he had the alpha leeched around his back and was refusing to let go of his waist.
Jungkook had been in a good mood all morning, the first thing he did was rush into Byul’s room and scoop the still sleeping baby up for hugs and kisses, startling the poor baby into a fit of tears until he realized it was just his daddy.
Taehyung scolded him good for that, but soon after breakfast it seemed like his own turn to get babied because the alpha had manhandled his way between Taehyung and the couch while the omega tried to work and had refused to leave ever since - well, with the exception of taking a break to fly Byul around the room and let the baby explode with giggles.
“Oh god,” Taehyung whined, huffing as he finally got to the island, trying to make Byul’s snacks, “Babe, please tell me why you’re so happy. I love it, I do, but Byul is going to whoop your ass in a few if you don’t let me get his snacks ready.”
The omega tilted his head back, awaiting an answer, but Jungkook only stared at him before smiling really big and smacking a kiss onto his temple. “Just love you and that pretty face of yours.”
Not buying it, Taehyung pretended to bite Jungkook's cheek in response.
The alpha only chuckled, placing a kiss against his mating mark on Taehyung’s neck before reluctantly releasing him, only because Byul and his rapidly moving crawl could be heard coming closer.
“You’re such a liar,” Taehyung murmured, sending Jungkook a narrow eyed expression, “What happened? You’re acting strange.”
“I can’t just love on my mate?” Jungkook pretended to pout, taking a seat on one of the stools and digging in the baby drawer for Byul’s snack set.
The baby was a tad strange, he absolutely refused to eat his snacks unless he had his entire Mickey Mouse food set with him - bowl, sippy cup, and silverware all included despite the fact Byul had no idea what the hell a spoon was for, he just liked to look at it.
Taehyung sent him a raised brow expression, “Not if you’re going to be all mysterious about it.”
“Ah! Come on, I’m just loving you guys extra hard today. It’s not a crime.”
“It’s going to be a crime when I fall and crack my head open from all your leeching,” The omega pointed out, reaching for a banana and the cutting board.
Jungkook huffed, sulking as he turned in his seat towards the entryway and watched Byul race his way over breathily.
Of course they couldn’t have a family meeting without baby Byul!
Byul’s angry-sounding babbles were enough to let mommy and daddy know how awful they were for leaving him, despite the baby having been way too busy beating his penguin plush to death to listen when they said it was snack time.
“And here’s the big boy coming now,” Jungkook chided, leaning over his lap to put hands towards the tiles.
Byul padded in, palms smacking against the tiles, before he got close enough to accept Jungkook’s hands and pull himself to his feet.
“Dadadada! Ahgagaga!” Byul screamed at him, scrunching up his nose and sticking out his drool covered, pink lips in a pout.
Gasping, the alpha cried, “Did you hear what he called me? How rude.”
“My goodness, watch your language!” Taehyung chided, bending down to quickly pinch the baby’s dimpled cheek, “You have a potty mouth, Byullie!”
Jungkook snickered, playfully dancing around Byul’s arms before grinning and picking him up off the tiles. “Don't worry, baby, Byul never says bad things about mommy. Because mommy is the best,” He stated, plopping Byul’s bottom onto the counter and tugging the baby’s turtle shirt over his belly.
Byul gasped, looking down at his top, pressing his fingers over the big turtle on his chest and scratching at the picture before looking back at Jungkook as if to say: “do you see this, daddy? It’sa tootew!”
“God, you’re such a flirt today,” Taehyung scoffed, reaching over the counter to give Byul a chunk of diced banana.
The baby hated mashed bananas. They’d tried to give him some after his pediatrician had suggested it and the baby was absolutely disgusted.
Byul had looked personally offended by it, looking at them as if they’d tried to poison him and staring, nose scrunched up and chin shaking, before bursting into tears.
But it turned out diced bananas were okay, still soft enough for him to have, and the baby boy had no idea they were the same as the awful, poisonous mashed ones.
“Something made you really happy and it sure as hell wasn’t me since I accidentally kicked you in my sleep,” Taehyung muttered, filling up Byul’s bowl before looking across the counter and adding. “Or Byul, he peed on you just this morning.”
“That was my bad, huh, gremlin?” Jungkook argued, slumping over the table to hug Byul as the baby shoved the tiny piece of banana in his mouth with a rather aggressive flat-palm approach. “Daddy wasn’t fast enough with your diapy, and that’s okay.”
Eyes big as he chewed, Byul simply swung his chubby legs off the edge of the counter and placed his toes onto Jungkook's chest.
“You’re such a good boy.” The alpha sighed fondly, grasping the baby under his arms and pulling him into his chest, “So good that daddy is going to get you a bouncer! Yes I am! Right now! Daddy’s going to go order it right now!”
“Babe,” Taehyung snickered, tsking, “You’re sweet, really, but tell me what in the world is going on.”
Jungkook ignored that in favor of dancing Byul in the air as he walked towards the entryway, humming a happy noise as the baby giggled and munched his fingers.
Taehyung snorted under his breath, taking a bite out of soft bread he’d been cutting into bits for Byul.
Then, he heard the alpha backtrack and looked up to see Jungkook smirking around the corner of the entryway. “I finally called your mother in law earlier, she’s coming to meet her grandson.” He said, quickly disappearing.
Taehyung choked, coughing once as he raced towards the living room, “Yah! Get back here! You called your mom? Kook- you little shit get back here!”
***
Taehyung couldn’t help the way he burst into laughter when Jungkook growled impatiently against his neck and reached between them for the end of the omega’s top.
“Fuck- babe,” Taehyung giggled, putting up his arms, “You act starved.”
“For you?” Jungkook rumbled, tossing the shirt onto the floor and then holding Taehyung's waist, running his hands up and down rounded hips, “Always.”
The omega’s giggles were muffled by Jungkook's lip as the alpha began to kiss him once more, lips swollen red as Jungkook took it upon himself to suck his bottom lip into his mouth once more leaving Taehyung forced to stop being so amused and opt to, instead, wrap his arms around Jungkook’s neck to pull him closer.
Taehyung released a sigh of a moan when Jungkook's hands ran over his ass, reminding him to get rid of his pajamas as soon as he could, but before he could suggest as much he was releasing a squeak of surprise when strong hands grabbed under his thighs and lifted him up.
Pulling back to look at him, eying the alpha’s blown pupils and wrapping legs around the back of Jungkook's hips, Taehyung grinned when his mate began to take him towards the bed, releasing a breathy chuckle as he surged down to begin kissing down Jungkook's neck. “Trying to look strong for me, baby?”
Dropping Taehyung onto the bed, Jungkook smirked and reached for the end of his own shirt, “Well, did it impress you?”
Taehyung bit his lip, shifting to sit up on his knees and eyeing the alpha head to toe.
Jungkook was such a handsome man. Truly, there was nothing not absolutely gorgeous about him and Taehyung certainly had zero complaints about his sex life with the alpha.
Even when they’d first begun dating it felt like they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other.
Back in college they used to sneak out to Taehyung's dorm - because it had been the closest - between classes for the quickest, yet satisfying fuck. It had been an entirely new experience for Taehyung who, up until Jungkook, always felt rather used by others.
Never completely satisfied.
Jungkook was a man who was there to please, Taehyung always found his stamina impressive, but it was like the alpha wasn’t pleased himself unless Taehyung was practically high from their sex by the end of it.
“You always impress me, baby,” Taehyung muttered, smirking as he shifted towards the end of the bed, fingers immediately grasping Jungkook's waistband and eyes shifting down to the hard length straining heavily against dark grey sweats. “You want to see something even more impressive?”
“Oh god. Yes,” Jungkook groaned, hands finding Taehyung's hair and beginning to comb strands from his face.
Taehyung hummed, pulling Jungkook's hips closer to the bed and leaning over to begin pressing kisses to his lower abdomen. “You’re being so gentle with me today.”
“Would you prefer if I demanded that you suck me off instead?”
Taehyung licked his lips, fingers beginning to tug down the alpha’s sweatpants, “Well, if you want to go that route then how come you haven’t yanked my hair yet? Just tell me what to do, alpha-“
Of course their fun couldn’t last forever, not if Byul had something to say about it.
The baby monitor resting on the dresser began to announce the baby had awoken in the form of loud, fussy, and scared wails.
Although he and Jungkook usually weren’t disturbed this late, there were still rare incidents.
“Ah, I’ll get him,” Jungkook sighed, shifting to walk over to the lounge in the corner and grabbing a robe, “I’m sorry, baby. But dinner was nice, right? The night isn’t completely ruined.”
Taehyung tsked, shaking his head in an instant.
Jungkook had planned a really nice evening, which was something the alpha didn’t have much experience with because, prior to all of this, it had usually been Taehyung that tried to set up all of their dates - not to much avail seeing as Jungkook had been a workaholic then, but the thought counter.
He’d tried to get Byul a babysitter for the night, but their friends were all busy - which was to be expected given it was a Saturday night and they had been asked sort of last minute - so they settled on a nice dinner after Byul went to bed and a movie which, to be fair, Taehyung loved doing from home just as much as he loved going out.
“Baby star never ruins anything,” Taehyung tsked, standing up and dragging the blanket with him, wrapping it around his naked shoulders to trail after Jungkook, “Our night was perfect, you’re such a sweetheart.”
The alpha turned to look over his shoulder sheepishly before sighing fondly and opening an arm for him, “You always say the right things, how do you do that?”
“I told Byul the other day that I was magic, maybe that was true.”
Jungkook snorted, leaning down to nose at Taehyung’s hair before pressing a kiss to his temple and squeezing his shoulders before releasing him to enter Byul’s room.
“I’m here! Daddy’s here, baby!” The alpha began, making a b-line for the crib. “I’m sorry, daddy was giving mommy kisses, but don’t worry, we still have kisses left for you.”
Byul’s wailing simmered down to a soft sniffle, a single little hand curling around the bars of his crib as he stood against them and he sent big, teary eyes at them. The baby was too little to peer over the top, so only this single curl that poked up on his head was seen over top of the crib.
“Did you have a nightmare?” Jungkook tsked, picking up the baby and the dinosaur stuffed animal that was in Byul’s tight grip.
Byul couldn’t go a single night without that plushie. The baby cried and would force himself to stay awake if they forgot to give it to him. Once Taehyung had forgotten to take it out of the washer to dry after it had gotten a much needed wash and Byul searched the entire house for it after Jungkook had put his jammies on him.
To say that seeing Byul love the toy he gave him so much that he crawled his squirmy bottom around to find it made Taehyung proud was an understatement.
“Oh, sh. I know. Daddy knows you were scared.” Jungkook soothed, walking over to the chair in the corner.
Taehyung shifted to lean against the doorway, head tilting to press against the doorframe as he clutched his blanket and just watched.
It was so warming to see the pair together. When they were doing anything together it always made Taehyung feel all of these heart swelling emotions, because he just adored them.
And he adored the way Byul fed off of Jungkook's coos and how the alpha always brightened up when he saw the baby, even if the day had been a complete mess.
Taehyung firmly believed that Jungkook having Byul was fate.
“- are you just going to stand there all night looking gorgeous?”
Tittering, Taehyung shrugged, “I’m okay. I just like watching you two.”
Jungkook sent him this closed mouth, dimpled smile like he was amused and incredibly fond before turning Byul around, “Byullie, look there! Who is that? Is it mommy? How come he’s over there and not giving us love, huh?”
Byul stared, a little hand at his mouth and eyes still glassy before he, upon realizing Taehyung was there, smiled gummily and raised his hand up to curl his fingers up towards him.
“Are you waving at me?” Taehyung grinned, “Are you saying hi? Hello to you too, handsome.”
“Get over here,” Jungkook tsked, shifting to sit comfortably before patting his lap, “Come on, now this one’s not going to bed without seeing mommy.”
Rolling his eyes, the omega dragged himself over, fixing his blanket before taking a seat on Jungkook's thighs and accepting Byul into his arms.
Byul had a bit of a runny nose, likely from his crying, that Taehyung tsked upon seeing as he wrapped his blanket around the baby, then gently wiped off his nose.
Byul whined a tiny bit, just like any baby did when they thought their boogers were going to get stolen from them, but he settled down quickly and plopped his cheek onto Taehyung's bare chest.
“Baby likes to lay on mommy’s chest too,” Jungkook murmured, laying a hand on Taehyung's head and gently pulling him into his chest, stroking his hair, “Even more than he likes daddy’s chest.”
Taehyung smiled at the reference, tilting his head up to look at Jungkook and petting Byul’s hair. “You’re trying to get me to fluster.”
“No, if I were trying to do that, then I’d say something much better.”
“Like what?”
Jungkook leaned over to press a kiss onto his forehead, brushing his fingers down Taehyung's cheek as he mumbled, smile pulling at his lips, “Like how when I see you with Byul it reminds me how much I’m going to miss this when he gets bigger, but then I feel better knowing we could always have another baby.”
Now that… that was, indeed, a good way to get Taehyung flustered.