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A Whole New World

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Being a bunny hybrid was supposed to be wonderful. They were supposed to be able to run around freely, picking flowers and chasing butterflies while the sun beamed down on them. They would always be safe, as their owners would be watching them closely. No other, bigger hybrids would ever pick on them because they were simply too 'delicate'.

Jungkook thought being a bunny hybrid was suffocating.

It wasn't too bad, growing up. Jungkook hadn't been discovered as a hybrid until his teen years, as his floppy bunny ears didn't start poking through his hair until that age.

His status as a hybrid had been non-existent thanks to his father. The man was a multi-billionaire and had managed to bribe a few certain people who had been able to remove Jungkook's bunny-status off his birth certificate and passport. Jungkook hadn't even known about his true status until he felt the little bumps on his head.

He'd ran into his father's study bawling his eyes out.

Although the man did everything in his power to try and have Jungkook's bunny genes modified, there was absolutely no hope. His son was destined to be taken by hybrid owners and have his mind completely ruined.

And when they were snitched on - most probably by a maid or butler - there was no amount of money that Jeon Jaegyu could pay to stop the government from taking his youngest child away. He was put in prison and left to rot for ten years.

Jungkook had screamed and fought with the huge, burly guards who had snatched him from his father's arms in broad daylight. He went the gym four times a week and hoped he'd be able to at least knock one of them out. But it was useless. They injected him with something and he passed out cold on the floor.

When Jungkook next woke up, he was lying in a comfy, big bed, in a big room, alone. Looking around, there were some cute paintings of animals, a little table which he could eat at, a toy box and a phone attached to the wall. There was another room too, and when Jungkook looked inside, hoping it was an exit, he was annoyed to find it was just a bathroom.

Furiously, the boy stomped over to the phone, ripping it out the wall so he could call the police or his father or somebody that could help him. To the hybrid's dismay, however, there was only one button. He clicked on it anyway, wondering who would answer.

Almost immediately, a cherry lady answered. "Good afternoon, Jungkookie. I hope you had a nice sleep! How do you feel, bunny?"

Jungkook was baffled by this woman's ignorance. Not to mention the condescending tone she was using. He took a deep breath before saying: "Who the fuck are you, and why am I here?"

The woman on the line tutted. "Such a naughty boy. Bunnies don't use such naughty words. That's for big hybrids to use, like wolves and tigers," she said. "But, to answer your question, little one: you're here because you've been brought up in a completely different lifestyle to the one you were supposed to be in. The man who claims to be your father manipulated and emotionally abused you from birth, making you think you're something you're not. The language and attitude you just used towards me proves that point straight-up."

Clenching his fists, Jungkook tried to remain calm, but it was getting harder and harder. "My father in no way abused me. He didn't want me to be brainwashed by the likes of you and the rest of the government-"

He was cut off quickly. "Well, sweetheart, your father must have mated with another bunny hybrid in-order to create you, so that's his doing. And besides, being a bunny isn't something to be ashamed of. It's absolutely beautiful."

Scoffing, Jungkook shot back at her. "You don't know my father! He and my mother were together for years and she never told him about her hybrid genes because she was so scarred from her upbringing. You literally make bunny hybrids think that they're helpless their whole lives and don't let them make choices on who they want to be with! My mother ran away from her hybrid centre because the sick fucks in there were trying to mate her with a fucking dog hybrid!"

To Jungkook's absolute anger, the woman just tutted again. "Thank goodness the two gentlemen who came by the centre today are more than willing to take in a troubled hyrid. They'll really have a handful with you, little one," she said, and before Jungkook could reply, she hung up the phone.

No matter how much he banged on the door, kicked the walls and screamed, there was absolutely no way out. He was trapped.

Destined to be trained into his 'true self'.

He felt the ears on top of his head, now flopping prominently either side of his face like pigtails, and cried.


Apparently, Jungkook's state had been so bad, that he had been assigned one-on-one care by the 'specialists' in the centre.

He hated it.

Before he'd been found, he was able to enjoy the freedoms that every nineteen-year-old was entitled to.

Here, there was no such thing as freedom or personal space.

The people here bathed him, dressed him, fed him. They did everything Jungkook was perfectly capable of doing on his own. And when he fought against them, he'd be punished.

Sometimes corner-time, sometimes an early bedtime, and his least favourite: spanking.

And yet the other bunnies in the centre had been brought up thinking that this type of control was okay! It was unbelievable.

When it was deemed he was okay to go and socialise with the other bunnies, they thought it was within their right to try and control him too.

They snitched on him to the nannies and careworkers constantly, which slowly began to drive him insane. Whenever they told on him he'd jump up and down on the spot and plead his innocence while the other bunnies watched gleefully as he was picked up and laid over someone's lap in a corner of the lounging area.

Even worse, since he was one of the smallest and most petit hybrids in the centre (a side-effect of being brought up with the wrong mindset, a doctor claimed), some of the other bunnies took to punishing him themselves. They could easily manhandle him and Jungkook was finding it harder and harder to refuse submission with how he was being treated 24/7.

The nannies allowed the other bunny hybrids to do what they wanted with him. "They're your superiors, little one. They know what it takes to be a good bunny and they're simply trying to teach you. It's more effective when they do it. Us humans don't understand you fully, not like they do."

It was so humiliating with the bunnies treating him like a baby. More so than the non-hybrids. If he talked back to one of his careworkers during a class (that's right, they even had lessons how to be a good hybrid!), one of the other bunny hybrids would simply take him across their lap, undress him and spank him. He'd fuss and cry and wriggle but he could never escape.

All that time spent in the gym really had been for nothing.

And when Jungkook thought things couldn't get any worse, he was adopted. He didn't even know that was allowed.

The two men, Namjoon and Seokjin, were very tall and broad and intimidating. Jungkook almost gave into his instincts to hide behind his nanny's legs, however he felt he needed to prove to the hybrid owners that he wasn't scared of them. Sadly, this plan failed as soon as one of the men stepped forward. He let out an embarrassing squeak and hid himself under a desk, using his ears to cover his face.

"We'll take him," Seokjin said immediately when he did that.

As scary as the men were, Jungkook wondered if this would be his road to freedom. Maybe the men would let him be a little more independent. They didn't strike him as the type to want to be getting up every morning to make him a special breakfast and feed him and get him dressed and brush his teeth and take him for a daily walk around the block.

Perhaps they'd treat him more like a servant than a adoptive hybrid. Get him to make them meals and clean up and answer phonecalls for them. His father had had a few hybrids as servants back in their big house. If this were the case, Jungkook would never be 'naughty' again.

Turns out, Namjoon and Seokjin were much, much worse.

The first thing they did when they arrived home was draw Jungkook a bath. Although he was annoyed, Jungkook tried his best to keep his protests at bay, as he didn't know what the men would do to him if he didn't comply. He allowed Seokjin to slip him out of his fluffy sweater and socks while Namjoon prepared the bath.

Whilst in the bath, they cooed at him the whole time.

"What a good boy you are, Kookie. Being so good for us while we wash you up. Isn't he being a little star, Jinnie?"

Seokjin smiled, lifting the hybrid's arm up so he could wash his underarms. "He really is. Our good little boy."

Jungkook blushed. The men were looking at him expectantly, making him think that they wanted him to thank them for the compliments. "T-thank you, Sirs."

Namjoon laughed. "Oh, darling. No sirs," he said. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. "Daddies will do just fine. I'm Daddy, and Jinnie is your Appa."

Immediately, Jungkook shook his head, any will to behave for the two flying out of the window. "Uhh, no. I'm not calling you guys my daddies." Jungkook's face flushed just saying the word.

Frowning, Namjoon chuckled, though it wasn't friendly. "Oh, bun, I think you'll find that you will be calling us your daddies. For you to even talk back is very, very naughty, but we'll let that slide. Say sorry to daddies, please."

Jungkook ripped his arm out of Seokjin's grip, water splashing out of the tub. "If you think I'm gonna do that, you need to get your head checked. No way in hell would I call you that. Fucking weirdo."

Seokjin sighed, shaking his head disapprovingly at Jungkook. "Somebody needs an early bedtime, I think. I'll go and make him a bottle. Do you mind finishing up?" he said to Namjoon, who nodded.

"No problem. Me and this little one need to have a chat, anyway. I'll see you in the bedroom in a few minutes?" he said, giving Seokjin a kiss on the cheek. The other man walked out then, not saying anything to Jungkook.

When it was just Jungkook and Namjoon left in the bathroom, Jungkook felt small. Tiny, even. Namjoon didn't say anything for a few moments as he just continued to wash Jungkook, acting as if the argument that had just happened never even existed.

Quietly, gently, Namjoon began speaking again. He tutted softly in-between words, not even looking Jungkook in the eye. "Such a disobedient bunny we have," he murmured, ignoring the way Jungkook tensed. "Appa and I are going to have our hands full with you. I can't believe the disrespect we've just been given."

"No worries, though, bun. You'll get to know the rules soon enough. Appa and I will teach you. After all, you're just a little bun. You don't know any better."

Jungkook gulped. He wished he knew what Namjoon meant.

But he didn't. And that was terrifying.

_ _ _

After his bath, Jungkook was carried into a large bedroom. He was completely trapped in the white towel Namjoon had wrapped him up in.

When Namjoon began to unravel him from the item, Jungkook suddenly clung to it. He'd rather be restricted in a towel than be forced to at the end of the bed fully bare.

He was quickly beginning to learn, however, that he had no choice in what happened to him. Namjoon was a lot stronger than him, and when the bunny hybrid tried to scratch the man's hands to stop him from opening the towel up, Namjoon lifted his ankles up and smacked his rump. Jungkook howled and kicked his legs out of his new owner's grip, but when he tried to crawl away Namjoon just pulled him back, forcing him to lie in the middle of the towel without anything to cover him.

"Appa's bringing you a bottle, now. I hope you're a good bun and take it without any mischief, because you'll be very sorry if you upset Appa," Namjoon warned him.

He was sat next to the towel on the bed, though thankfully he was turned away from Jungkook, immersed with something on his phone. It would have been much worse if Namjoon just stared at him while Jin was making a bottle.

But it was also quite boring. And confusing. Why did he have to lie on the towel completely nude while Namjoon was occupied with something else? Couldn't he at least sit on the bed with the towel around his waist while they waited?

It was beginning to get breezy too, which was really awkward, especially when the cold air hit his privates. He wanted to ask Namjoon if he could get up but wasn't sure how the man would respond. For all Jungkook knew, he could smack him again for opening his mouth.

Still, there was no harm in trying.

"Erm, excuse me, Namjoon...sir?" he said, trying to be as respectful as possible.

To his dismay, Namjoon didn't even acknowledge he'd just said anything. He continued to stare at his phone, ignoring Jungkook completely.

The hybrid huffed. "Could I get up please, sir?" he asked, tone a little more agitated now.

Nothing again. Perhaps Namjoon didn't care now? Perhaps he was silently telling Jungkook 'yes'. He wasn't saying 'no', after all.

So, Jungkook began to sit up. Almost straight away, Namjoon turned around and lowered him onto his back again.

"Nuh-uh, bun, we need to stay still. When Daddy tells you to stay still, you stay still, alright?" the man scolded.

Jungkook whined. "Why do I have to lie here? Can I not just get dressed and go to bed?!" he cried, smacking his arms against the mattress. Tears were unwillingly making their way to Jungkook's eyes with how unfair the whole situation was.

Namjoon cooed then, laying a large hand on Jungkook's tummy. "I know you're tired, bun. But look; here's Appa!" he said soothingly, and, true to Namjoon's word, Seokjin was making his way through the bedroom door, a baby bottle of milk in one hand and a white, cloth material in the other.

"Sorry I took so long. I was trying to find the pin for this thing," Seokjin chuckled, laying the items on the bed next to Jungkook. "Hello, bun! Are you all nice and fresh after your bath, now?"

Jungkook whined, rolling over to hide his lower regions from both men. Namjoon chuckled. "He started to get a little fussy while we were waiting. I think he was ready to crawl off the bed to go on a little adventure to find you," he said fondly, patting Jungkook's bottom. The bunny tried to kick him, however Seokjin caught his ankle and turned him over.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, bun. Little bunnies aren't the most patient of hybrids, are they?" he cooed, lifting up Jungkook's legs so he could slip something underneath them.

It wasn't until Seokjin began powdering him did he realise he was getting put in a diaper.

"No!" Jungkook roared, attempting with all his might to kick his legs out of Seokjin's grip, but failing most miserably. "No, no, no! You're not putting me in a diaper! No fucking way!"

Seokjin was very calm. "Calm down now, bunny. It's okay," he said simply, tone neutral.

"Want me to hold his legs?" Namjoon asked the other owner, completely ignoring Jungkook.

Seokjin nodded. "That'd be great, thanks, babe. He'll get used to it soon enough," he said, lowering Jungkook's legs onto the item. Namjoon stood up to hold down the bunny's legs while Seokjin pinned both of his arms down with one hand, using the other to get the diaper secured snug around Jungkook's hips. When the pin was clipped on to stop the diaper from falling off, Namjoon let go of the bunny's legs.

The hybrid's hands were kept restrained. Seokjin spoke gently to him. "Darling, if take this off, you will be over mine or Daddy's lap before you can blink. We're only doing this to help you, okay? But we can't help if you don't cooperate."

For the first time in the night since he'd been home with the men, Jungkook burst into tears. He didn't bother struggling as they both got him dressed in a soft, short nightie. Didn't kick Namjoon when the man laid him over his lap and pulled his nightie up just to look at his diaper.

He bawled into the man's leg, allowing him to pat his little bottom all over. "Do you think he'll need diapers, then? It didn't say in his file that he suffers with incontinence."

Seokjin watched as Jungkook clung to Namjoon's leg. "He's so tiny, a lot tinier than the other hybrids in that centre. I think once he's settled properly he'll feel really small. No harm in trying to get him in his correct headspace."

"So even if he says he needs the bathroom, we just make him use the diaper?" Namjoon enquired, making Jungkook bawl harder into his leg. The little hybrid lifted his head up to look at Seokjin and plead with his teary eyes to the man.

But Seokjin nodded. "That's right, hon. Little baby bunnies shouldn't have to worry about making it to the bathroom on time. Not when they have their daddies there to think for them." The tears started running down Jungkook's cheeks again. "Now then, let's give this little boy his bottle. It's already eight o'clock, after all. Much too late for little bunnies to be wide awake and crying."

Jungkook jerked in Seokjin's grip as the man got him cradled in his lap, however one little slap on his thigh told him that it would be best to just go along with it. They already had him diapers - having to drink a bottle of warm milk was nothing in comparison. Besides, maybe if he cooperated, they'd go a little easier on him.

He didn't mean to fall asleep on Seokjin's lap with his little mouth suckling on the tip of the bottle. It just happened.

Because he was no longer in control.


It wasn't just the diapers that were the problem.

Namjoon and Seokjin were taking everything too far. Jungkook wasn't allowed to eat at a table with them - he had his own special highchair a few metres away from the main dining table to eat his own food.

The food itself was another issue. Rather than eating proper food, like Namjoon and Seokjin, he was given meals that were cut up into bite-size pieces so he coudl simply pick up his food with his fingers.

Even when he had food that required cutlery, like cereal or custard, he was expected to eat them with his hands. And when his hands and face got messy, which was unavoidable, Seokjin and Namjoon would coo at him and wipe him clean, saying things like "messy baby" and "this is why you need a bib, sweetpea."

That's right. He had to wear a bib whenever he ate solid meals. And whenever he had bottles, he was winded over one of their shoulders or across their legs. They always had a rag laid over their shoulders or legs when doing the action too, in-case he ever "spit-up".

It was awful.

He had his own room, which may have seemed kind, however Jungkook hated that too. It wasn't a place where he could escape to to get rid of the two men. Nope. They were always watching his every move anyway, so he'd never 'escape'. But he didn't like going up to his room anyway.


Because it wasn't just a bedroom. It was a nursery.

He had to sleep in a crib with high bars to stop him from climbing out. It was embarrassing how tiny he was compared to Seokjin and Namjoon, how humiliating it was to wake up to see them peering over the bars of his crib with fond looks on their faces. They especially loved to reach down and stroke his cheek or chin or ears and make him fuss around.

There was a changing table on the other side of the room which he was laid down on every morning. It was only ever really used then as Seokjin and Namjoon usually just changed him where he was - whether it be in the living room, in the garden, on the carpet.

"Nobody cares about little bunnies getting their diapers changed. It's completely natural," Namjoon had told him when they'd gone to the park for a picnic and he had accidentally wet himself. He'd been holding it in all morning to avoid having the men change him but had regretted it when he learned that they had no qualms about changing him publicly.

"But people are looking!" Jungkook sobbed, and sure enough, a little family who were also having a picnic were just sitting on their blanket, casually watching as the fussy hybrid was changed.

Namjoon just looked at them and shrugged. "Probably looking at how cute you are, darling. It's you who's making a scene. Not Daddy."

Jungkook hated that Namjoon was right.

The little hybrid did think he was right in being upset though. They hadn't been out a lot since he'd been brought home, as he still needed to get his 'injections', but every time they did go out, Seokjin and Namjoon would find a way to humiliate him somehow.

A little girl had run up to them during one of their walks (though they couldn't really be classed as walks for Jungkook, as he was always trapped in the buggy Namjoon and Seokjin put him in) and excitedly pointed at him, jumping up and down as she begged for her parents to come and "look at the bunny".

She was only about ten or so and had absolutely no problem with sticking her grubby little hands right into his personal space, petting him and stroking his ears. Jungkook growled, though it came out as more of a squeak.

"Oh, Sunnie. Leave the little bunny alone," the girl's mother scolded, though her tone wasn't very harsh. She didn't even address Jungkook, just spoke to Namjoon and Seokjin instead. "I'm terribly sorry. She just loves bunnies."

Seokjin chuckled. "Ah, it's no problem. I can't blame her. He's just too adorable to resist," he said fondly, kicking a lever on one of the buggy's wheels to stop the object from rolling back. He came around to squat in-front of Jungkook, who had his arms crossed. "Are you going to say 'hello', bun?"

Jungkook scowled, kicking his feet against the little footrest. Sighing, Seokjin turned back to the little girl and her parents. "It's me who should be apologising. I wish my little bunny had a tenth of the manners you have, petal," he said to the little girl, who blushed cutely, lightly scuffing her shiny shoes into the ground. They had little heels on them.

"M-maybe I can see the bunny again when he feels better?" she said shyly, making her mother tut at her.

"Choi Misun, don't be so pushy. This gentleman and his partner have been very kind letting you have a look at his bunny, and all's you have to ask about is if you can see the bunny again?" the older woman tutted, crossing her arms.

Her husband put a hand on her shoulder. "She's only asking-"

"Trust me, it's no bother," Seokjin said gently. Misun, is it? How about you come and see my bunny again when he isn't being so fussy? We go on walks with him when it's sunny and then have a little sit on the grass - it would be very nice to have a change of scenery and have some people joining us. It would give little Jungkookie here a chance to apologise for being so disrespectful too."

Jungkook screamed and kicked his legs out rather than downwards, aiming right for Seokjin. Namjoon shook his head, apologising quickly to the family before wheeling Jungkook away to a more secluded area of the park.

At first, Jungkook thought the man might just make him sit there for a bit and reflect on his actions. Since the man pulled the buggy up against the bench and then proceeded to sit on said bench, it seemed like the only logical explanation.

Until Namjoon unstrapped him from the contraption and laid him across his knees. Jungkook didn't have time to think before his little shorts were pulled down to his ankles and his diaper was unclipped from around his waist. He could only squeal and squeak as the man who called himself Jungkook's 'Daddy' began to lay down smack after smack across the hybrid's rosy bottom.

The spanking wasn't what bothered Jungkook. It didn't hurt that much, even though it was bare.

What bothered Jungkook was the fact that he was being punished publicly. And some people were stopping to watch.

Again, he sobbed.

"If you want to act up in public, you get punished in public, bun," Namjoon told him gently, continuing to warm Jungkook's bottom. "Everyone's just watching you get punished like the naughty bunny you are."

He smacked him for a good few minutes, before beginning to ask him the standard questions. "So, why are we here, bunny?" Namjoon asked, not missing a beat in the smacks.

Jungkook choked on a sob. "W-was n-naughty a-a-an' disrespec'ful!" he cried, kicking his chubby legs up to try and get rid of the pain in some way. His efforts were futile, as it still stung all the same.

Namjoon hummed. "Yes, you were very naughty and disrespectful. You tried to kick Appa, didn't you? Even though he was being nothing but kind to you," he murmured, smacking his hand rapidly against the bunny's thighs.

"A-ah! I-I did, a-a-an 'm sorry! So, so sorry, Daddy!" Jungkook pleaded, not even comprehending. what he was saying.

Namjoon's lips quirked up at the 'Daddy' slip. Finally, his bunny was beginning to accept his place.

"It's a little late for apologies now, bun. And it's not me who you should be apologising to, is it?" he said calmly, continuing his ruthless slaughter on the bunny's rump.

Jungkook gasped. "N-no!" He could barely fight anymore, could only lay limply against Namjoon's thigh and allow Namjoon to smack him.

Cooing, Namjoon said, "Who is it you should be apologising for, little one?"

The bunny didn't even have to think as he shouted: "Appa!"

There it was.

The punishment ended soon after that. Namjoon didn't pick him up straight away - instead, he sat back against the bench and allowed his fussy bunny to cry his little heart out against his legs. People walked past and stared, mainly smiling at him in sympathy for having to deal with a naughty hybrid. Namjoon just smiled back at them. He felt proud that people were seeing how good of an owner he was - how great he was at dealing with such a naughty bunny.

Eventually, Jungkook pushed himself up onto his elbows, tears still running down his face. His cheeks were the same colour as his rear-end.

"Hi, bun. You back with me?" Namjoon cooed, rubbing the hybrid's lower back.

Jungkook nodded tiredly, too tired to hoist himself off his daddy's knees. Luckily, Namjoon was very considerate and picked Jungkook up himself.

"We need to go and get your changing bag and get some cream on that tush, huh?" the owner said fondly, kissing Jungkook's cheek. The bunny whined and hid his face in Namjoon's neck.

To Jungkook's dismay, the little girl and her family were still sat with Seokjin when they got back. It was only when Jungkook thought about it later did he remember that Namjoon had taken the buggy with them when he got his spanking, That meant that the changing bag had been with them the whole time and they didn't need to go back to Seokjin at all to get some soothing cream.

He realised why he'd done it, though. The little girl was in awe as Namjoon changed Jungkook. Her parents didn't even stop her from sitting down next to him to watch him getting wiped down and lathered in cream and powdered. Because as Namjoon had said, it wasn't weird for little bunnies to have their diapers changed in public.

"Goodness, you really know how to make him compliant," the little girl's father marvelled, amazed at how babyish and submissive Jungkook was now acting.

Seokjin grinned. "We're his daddies. We'll always know what's best for him," he stated.

Jungkook didn't dare argue back this time.


When the time came for Jungkook to get his 'injections', the bunny was beyond terrified, unable to sit still while his daddies got him prepared. Namjoon was packing a small bag for him while Seokjin was trying to feed him his breakfast; a small bowl of berries and oats.

"Come on, bun. You need to eat," Seokjin said gently, attempting to coax some berries into the bunny's mouth. Jungkook kept his mouth firmly shut.

His stomach was too knotted for him to eat anything. Why didn't Seokjin understand?

"Is he fussing?" Namjoon asked, slipping a little sippy cup of juice into the bag, on top of a clean disposable diaper and some wipes.

Seokjin nodded, sighing. "It's not his fault, though. I just hope he's good for Doctor Min."

Sitting next to his partner, Namjoon gave Seokjin a quick peck on the cheek. "Yoongi's used to dealing with fussy, uncooperative hybrids, love. I'm sure if he can calm a bear hybrid down, he can easily keep a bunny under control," he soothed.

Jungkook huffed at how little they valued his strength. He may not be as strong as he used to be that didn't mean he wasn't still a fighter. Sure, he cried over spankings, but anyone, even wolf hybrids, would cry with how quick and sharp the two owners were!

"Right, bun, let's get you in your carseat. Daddy's going to let you take your tablet in the car with you, but if there's any funny business, it's getting confiscated and locked up in my office. Do you understand?"

Pouting, Jungkook nodded, saying a small "yes".

"Yes what?" Seokjin prompted.

The hybrid whined, but Seokjin only gave him a look. Jungkook uttered "yes, daddy" so quietly one might not have heard it, but Seokjin and Namjoon certainly did.

Namjoon gave him a dimpled grin, leaning down to kiss the bunny's hair. "Good boy. Such a good bun. Daddy's so proud of you."

If only Namjoon's praise meant something to Jungkook.

_ _ _

Dr Min had a very stern appearance about him. His aura radiated dominance and strength, despite his rather short (for a human male) stature. He wore a pair of thick glasses and his eyes bore into Jungkook's as the bunny was carried into the examination room by Seokjin.

Jungkook almost peed himself on the spot, but instead he just buried his face into Seokjin's neck, hiding. Dr Min chuckled, and to Jungkook's surprise, it sounded warm, like he felt fond of Jungkook.

"Such a cute little bunny. This his first time at the doctor's since he's been with you?" he asked the bunny's owners.

Both nodded. "Yup. Poor thing's petrified," Namjoon said sadly, lightly massaging Jungkook's ears.

Dr Min cooed sadly. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, bunny. I promise I'm only here to help you. I'll be as gentle as possible," he promised the bunny, walking up to Seokjin to lightly stroke the bunny's back.

Jungkook whined cutely. "Come on, lovey. Don't be shy now. Say 'good morning' to Dr Min," Seokjin ordered gently, giving Jungkook a gentle pat to his bottom.

The bunny didn't want to even look at Dr Min, but he would also rather talk to him than have his bottom smacked in-front of him for being rude. So, with a final whine, Jungkook pulled himself away from Seokjin's neck, turning around to face Dr Min.

He was smiling down at Jungkook, eyes crinkled with what Jungkook could only describe as 'pure fondness'. His daddies looked at him like that when they were changing his diaper or giving him a bottle.

Seokjin gently patted his bottom, breaking the bunny out of his trance. "Say 'hi', bun," he murmured.

Jungkook swallowed. "H-hello, Dr Min," he said shyly, wanting desperately to hide back in Seokjin's neck but forcing himself to be tough. He was a big boy, after all. Big boys didn't need to hide in their owners' shoulders.

Dr Min cooed, patting Jungkook's bottom himself. The bunny squirmed, looking at Seokjin as if to ask him why Dr Min thought it was okay to do such a thing, but the man wasn't paying much attention to him.

"Would you like me to get him set up on the table?" Seokjin asked Dr Min, keeping a firm hold under Jungkook's thighs. "He's most likely going to fuss for you, I'm afraid."

Jungkook blushed at how little his daddy was making him sound, but Dr Min just chuckled. "It's alright, Mr Kim. He's already behaving much more compliant than some patients I've had. I'm sure he'll be just fine," he smiled. "If you could just lay him down and get him undressed from the waist down, that would be great."

Seokjin nodded, strolling over to the table to get his whiny hybrid settled on the examination table. Dr Min began to get some things ready while Namjoon took a seat in one of the plastic chairs a few feet away from the table.

When Seokjin began pulling down Jungkook's little blue joggers, the bunny immediately began to try and kick his owner. Why was Appa - no, Seokjin - trying to undress him? Was he not just getting the injection in his arm?

Unfortunately, Seokjin was a lot stronger than his little bunny. He seized Jungkook's ankles and pulled the joggers off in one pull, tossing them to Namjoon who caught the clothing with ease.

"His diaper, too?" Seokjin asked, making Jungkook's eyes widen. No, this was a step too far. He didn't want Dr Min seeing his privates!

"If you don't mind. I'd usually do the injections elsewhere but little bunnies are usually very fussy. It'd be easier if we just put the needle in his tush," Dr Min called form where he was turned around, searching through some cabinets.

Jungkook protested immediately. "Appa, no! Don't want it in my bum!" he pleaded, jerking his legs in Seokjin's grip.

Seokjin just pouted at him and proceeded to unstrap the diaper from his bunny's waist. He and Namjoon usually put Jungkook in cloth diapers and washed them, but their bunny had been leaking a lot lately and they didn't want to have to deal with a complicated situation whilst at the doctor's office. Jungkook would probably have a proper meltdown.

Their little bunny was much too modest for his own good.

Luckily for Jungkook, the bunny hadn't used his diaper during the car journey or the wait in the doctor's office, so he didn't have to suffer through an embarrassing clean-up with Mr Min watching him being wiped down like an infant. Seokjin and Namjoon, on the other hand, were frowning at the bunny's dry diaper.

"Perfect," Dr Min said when he had gathered all his equipment. He approached Jungkook with a smile, splaying his items on a tall table next to the one Jungkook was laid on. "This will only take a minute if you cooperate, bunny. Then I'll get you a lollie and a sticker and you can go home for a nap with your daddies."

Fair enough, one might think. Not for Jungkook.

He scowled up at Dr Min, not at all liking how happy the doctor was. The man was about to give him an ouchie and he was smiling about it!

Seokjin sighed at Jungkook's defiance, giving the hybrid a warning look, but Jungkook wasn't interested in him. He was more bothered about trying to kill Dr Min with his eyes.

"So, Jungkook, would you like to roll over onto your tummy-"

"No!" Jungkook shouted, pulling his knees up to his chest in an attempt to cover himself. Dr Min raised his eyebrows at the bratty tone but acted unfazed.

Namjoon clucked his tongue from where he was sat. "Jungkook..." he said in a warning tone.

Dr Min held his hand up. "It's okay. I was expecting this, to be honest, with how tiny this little one is. He's too little to understand that doctors only put needles in little bunny's bottoms because they want them to be healthy," he said, holding up the needle in his hand. Jungkook's face blanched at the sight of it. "Are you not going to roll over then, bunny?"

A hot burst of rage suddenly spread through Jungkook. He growled, shouting, "I'm not called 'bunny'!"

Seokjin picked him up from the table and proceeded to sit down in the space the hybrid had just been occupying, standing Jungkook up on his thighs so he was looking the owner in the eyes. "Don't you dare shout at Dr Min like that. He's only trying to help you and all's you're doing is being rude and disrespectful. If this behaviour carries on you'll be getting a spanking right before you get your needle, and I'm sure you don't want that," he threatened, lifting the bunny up a little so he could properly face his owner.

Jungkook whined, kicking his bare legs in mid-air. "But Appa!" he yelped, not really sure about the point he was trying to make. it wasn't so much about the needle now - he was just fed up of everything.

Shaking his head, Seokjin said: "I don't want to hear it, young man. Now, I want you to lie down on your stomach and let Dr Min do his job, because so help me, bunny, if you carry on with this behaviour I will go into that waiting room and smack you in-front of everyone!"

The bunny burst into tears at the threat, entirely done with everything. It was very clear that his opinions and feelings on anything weren't taken into account. Seokjin and Namjoon would do as they please with him.

Dr Min spoke up as Seokjin stood up to lay Jungkook back down. "If you'd like, Mr Kim, you can put him across your lap and hold him down like that. It'd be much easier than you standing up and holding his legs down," he advised kindly.

Seokjin smiled and nodded, sitting back down and tipping Jungkook across his lap. He held the bunny's legs down with one of his legs while he kept the bunny's arms restrained with one large hand. Jungkook squeaked in displeasure, feeling completely trapped, before beginning to wail again.

The injection was quick and didn't hurt as much as Jungkook was expecting, but even so, when the needle went into one of the bunny's soft cheeks, Jungkook acted like his bottom was on fire. He did everything in his tiny body to try and fight out of his appa's grip, however Seokjin was just too strong.

"See, there we go. All done," Dr Min cooed, stroking over Jungkook's pink flesh. The bunny howled and dug his face into Seokjin's leg, humiliated and very, very exhausted. "Such a good little bun."

Seokjin cooed and lifted the bunny up, placing him on his lap so that the bunny was straddling his waist. "Thanks for that, Dr Min. I was honestly so worried that we wouldn't even be able to get it done today because of how fussy he can be," he chuckled.

Dr Min shook his head. "Please call me Yoongi. And he was so good. Sure he got a little scared but what else can you expect from a baby bunny?" he said, patting Jungkook's head.

"Then please call me Seokjin, or Jin if you'd like," Seokjin smiled, letting a hand slip from Jungkook's waist momentarily in-order to shake Yoongi's hand. "And I know you already know Namjoon."

Namjoon waved from the corner where he was sat, before deciding to stand up and comfort his bunny. "I'll take him from you, love. Need to get this one into a diaper before he has a little accident. We wouldn't want that now would we, little guy?" Namjoon crooned, picking up his bunny and settling Jungkook on his hip.

Jungkook clung to his daddy's shoulders and sobbed harder. Of all the things he'd been through today and now they were sticking him in a diaper again. It was horrible.

The little bunny was carried back out into the waiting room, where a bunch of other hybrids were waiting. To Jungkook's dismay, most of them were 'more superior' hybrids, like dogs and cats, and they were all staring at him with raised eyebrows. And for the other bunnies, well, none of them were wearing diapers. Meaning he was the only one there who was fully infantilized.

His daddy proceeded to carry him to one of the family bathrooms, where there was a fold-out changing table and a wall filled with drawings of unicorns and rainbows and fairies and all things magic. It would be fun to look at...for a toddler.

"My little bunny was so good today, wasn't he?" Namjoon cooed as he rubbed a generous amount of soothing cream over Jungkook's lower regions.

Jungkook sniffled, fully compliant as his daddy moved him around to do what he needed to do. "Di'n like it, Daddy."

Sighing softly, Namjoon said: "I know, bunny. But your daddies are just doing what's best for you. You know that, right?"

The bunny nodded, albeit reluctantly. "Yeah, Daddy. Kookie knows."

Back in the examination room, Seokjin and Yoongi were sat down on two of the plastic chairs conversing with each other.

"So, this will make sure he can't hold it in any longer?" Seokjin asked enthusiastically.

Yoongi chuckled at the man's eagerness, nodding. "Indeed. As well as make him a little weaker in the legs. He'll be sliding and stumbling all around the house in a few hours," he smiled. "I can see why you're so keen on making him as reliant on you as possible. If he was my bunny then I certainly would be."

Seokjin's face was lit up with pride. "We certainly picked the best of the litter. Can you imagine if someone who didn't have the same mindset as us picked him and didn't treat him like the precious little bunny he deserves?"

"I can imagine that. Some hybrid owners just don't know how to raise the little critters. Thank goodness there's owners like you and Namjoon out there," Yoongi praised. "But that's why I wanted to speak to you. I recently visited one of the wildcat hybrid centres and there's a sweet tiger hybrid in there who needs a home."

Eyebrows raised, Seokjin gestured for Yoongi to continue. "He's twenty-one years old and has completely matured, however as you know, hybrids aren't allowed to live by themselves until they're mated and ready to commit to their family. This tiger is ready to mate and start a family, but he doesn't seem to want to mate within his own species. I was wondering if you could take him under your wing and give him a place to stay while he finds his mate. He wants to go to college and everything, but you know how they are in the centres - only teaching the hybrids about their own species."

Seokjin frowned. "He won't be mating with Jungkook if that's what you're thinking," he said sternly.

Yoongi guffawed at the remark, holding his hand to his chest, as if Seokjin's words had been simply too funny or that they'd physically hurt him.

It was definitely the latter.

"No, no, no, I would never ask for you to mate your bunny off with anybody, ever. He's far too tiny to start a family and just - no. No, what I meant, was that you could let him stay in your house, sort-of add him to the family - not like a baby but rather like a roommate - and you support him through his education and stuff. Hybrids aren't allowed to work until they're out of the centre, so-"

"So, you want me and Namjoon to sort-of look out for him? He won't be a little fussy thing like Jungkook that needs constant attention 24/7," Seokjin said, as though he wasn't the reason that Jungkook was so needy and dependent.

Yoongi smiled. "Absolutely. And once he's working full-time and finds a mate, he won't have to live with you anymore. However, a lot of people who take on these students like to keep in-touch. When they have cubs of their own you might even earn the title of a 'grandfather' if that's what you both wish," he said.

Seokjin sat back then, looking very interested. Then, he smiled.

"Can you imagine my bunny with some cubs? He'd be so, so jealous," he chuckled, imagining a little scenario in his head.

The idea of he and Namjoon each holding a tiger cub while the bunny stands there, pouting, demanding his daddies to pay attention to him.

"And how is the tiger hybrid with bunnies, then?" Seokjin inquired, taking his phone out of his pocket to jot down some details.

Yoongi's lips quirked up. "Oh, he's very good with little baby bunnies. Treats them like little cubs. Disciplines them when they get a little too fussy. He loves them."

The idea appealed to Seokjin a lot. "Well then, I think I'd better take his name down."


Apparently, Jungkook was getting a new brother today. He was a hybrid too, coming to live under the care of Seokjin and Namjoon.

Although he felt sorry for this new hybrid, he was kind of glad in a way that this would mean that he would no longer be alone. They could suffer through the humiliation both owners put them through together.

What would the new hybrid be like? Would he be small and delicate like Jungkook? Probably - Seokjin and Namjoon seemed to love taking care of small and delicate things. Maybe the new hybrid would be even smaller than him! Daddies' new baby.

For some reason, Jungkook frowned at the thought. No, it would be great if Seokjin and Namjoon decided to baby the new hybrid more. Then he wouldn't have to be put in diapers and sleep in a crib and have a warm bottle of milk before every naptime.

Now, that would be amazing. The two owners might decide that Jungkook is older and more mature than the new hybrid, and therefore 'upgrade' him. Diapers to pull-ups and then eventually, they'd 'potty train' him. Switch the crib to an actual bed.

Jungkook was more excited for this than he probably should have been.

Seokjin, however, seemed to love the bunny's relentless bouncing and grinning, for he cooed. "Are you happy to finally be meeting your new brother, baby?" he asked.

The hybrid nodded and tried to voice his excitement, however the stupid thing inside his mouth only allowed him to babble.

A pacifier. A freaking pacifier.

The daddies had decided on getting him one after their trip to the doctor's office. Dr Min had stuck to his promise and had given the bunny a lollipop to suckle on for the journey home, yet even when he'd finished, the bunny hadn't wanted to let go of the stick. Namjoon had to pry the stick out of his bunny's mouth, leaving Jungkook a sobbing mess.

So, Seokjin had invested in several pacifiers for his bunny. Some plain some with cute little designs on. And even worse, they all had clips on them so that Jungkook couldn't just spit them out. His daddies decided when he'd had enough 'paci-time'.

Thankfully, Seokjin was feeling generous today, for he unclipped the pacifier from around his bunny's head and placed the item to the side, ready to be sterilized. He then reached under Jungkook's shirt and cheekily squeezed the bunny's tail, making Jungkook squeak and accidentally kick his daddy. Seokjin and Namjoon never minded when their bunny accidentally did things - little bunnies couldn't control their actions sometimes, after all.

"What were you saying, honey?" the hybrid owner asked him, lifting Jungkook up and carry him over to the big armchair. Jungkook was usually fed his bottles in the armchair if he wasn't upstairs in his nursery, where there was a huge rocking chair that almost always sent him to sleep.

It wasn't fair, how well his daddies knew him. They knew every little trick to get Jungkook to sleep, to eat, to use his was like they could read his mind.

Jungkook shrugged shyly. "Just thinkin', Appa. Is my new brother like me? A bunny?" he enquired cutely.

To the bunny's dismay, Seokjin giggled, shaking his head. "Not quite, darling. He's a tiger - you know, a really big cat?" he cooed into one of the bunny's floppy ears.

Oh. Well Jungkook hadn't been expecting that.

"So, is he like...a cub?" he asked quietly, butterflies now erupting in his tummy from nervousness.

Tigers were big, scary hybrids. They growled and they bit, and they could easily overpower a little bunny like him.

Seokjin laughed, thinking his bunny was being adorable, however when he saw the nervous look on his bunny's face, he immediately began to sooth him. "Oh, baby, he won't hurt you. Tigers are actually very nice once you get to know them. He's very excited to be meeting you - can't wait to take care of you."

Before Jungkook could ask his appa any more questions, there was a noise from the hall. The door was opening. And then, there were voices.

Jungkook swallowed when he heard the deep, masculine voice replying to his daddy's. Suddenly, Jungkook didn't want to meet his new brother.

"Hello, lovelies," Namjoon said loudly, strolling into the living room. A loud, melodic laughter followed through the hall, but Jungkook didn't want to meet the owner of it. He turned into Seokjin's neck, to which the man instantly began patting his bottom.

"Afternoon, love," Seokjin smiled, leaning up to kiss his partner's cheek. He then spoke to somebody who Jungkook couldn't see. "Hello, Taehyung, dear. It's wonderful to see you again."

The new person chuckled, his deep laughter bellowing through the living room, making Jungkook shudder. Even the thought of that voice telling him off made him really antsy.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr Kim! I can't believe how kind you both have been in taking me in. Yoongi-hyung said you agreed on the spot. I can't express how grateful I am to be taken into your care," the tiger hybrid, Taehyung, said.

He spoke in such a grown-up way. Jungkook was having a tricky time following him.

Seokjin scoffed. "Oh, please, call me Jin-hyung. You're family now and very much entitled to be informal with me. I must admit, though, it's refreshing to talk to a young man with such beautiful manners," he grinned.

Jungkook removed his face from Seokjin's neck then and stared at the man in shock. Why was Taehyung, the new hybrid, allowed to call Seokjin 'hyung'? He was forced to call Seokjin and Namjoon Appa and Daddy from day one and would be harshly scolded if he didn't!

"Ah, hello, bunny," Seokjin grinned, kissing Jungkook's head. "Have you come out to say hello to your big brother?"

A gasp suddenly came from the tiger hybrid, causing Jungkook to look at him. The bunny cowered slightly when he saw the tiger was staring right at him, eyes crinkled with how big his smile was. " that your bunny?!" he asked excitedly, clasping his hands together.

Namjoon smiled, patting the hybrid's shoulder. "He certainly is. Is he as cute as you were expecting?" he said jokingly, eyes sparkling because he knew his bunny was definitely one of the cutest things to ever exist.

Taehyung nodded fervently. "He's...he's cuter than what I was expecting!" Both hybrid owners chuckled, Jungkook almost tipping off Seokjin's legs. "I don't think I've ever seen a bunny so adorable, hyungs!"

Cooing, Seokjin looked at Jungkook expectantly and asked: "What do you say, little one?"

But Jungkook wasn't happy. At all. Why was Taehyung getting treated like a big boy? He'd been here longer than the tiger, dammit! Taehyung was supposed to be the little one!

He huffed and squirmed against Seokjin's chest, trying to wriggle himself off his appa's lap. Seokjin just stared at him fondly. "I think he's a little shy of you, Tae. Why don't you come over and say hello?"

Taehyung was over in a flash, kneeling in-front of Seokjin so he could look at Jungkook from below. The bunny hybrid whined, not wanting to make eye contact with the tiger. He twisted and turned every way but his appa's hands were wrapped around his waist like a cage.

"Hi, bunny. I'm Taehyung, but you can just call me 'hyung' or 'TaeTae'," Taehyung cooed, tickling the baby bunny's inner thigh. Jungkook squealed and pushed Taehyung's hands away. "So freaking cute."

Seokjin patted Taehyung's head, and it was only when Jungkook peered closely did he realise that Taehyung had a pair of ears perched on top of his head. The hybrid's fluffy, brown hair covered them, however.

"Aww, do you like that, Tae?" Seokjin crooned when Taehyung let out a little purr at the attention. Goodness, Seokjin's hands were wonderful.

Jungkook pouted and pushed his appa's arm away from the other hybrid's head. "Wanna get down, Appa!" he whined, giving Seokjin's arm a light smack.

Nobody appreciated the bratty gesture.

"Jungkook, you do not hit anybody, do you understand me?" Namjoon scolded from where he was stood.

The bunny's cheeks flushed at how he was being scolded in-front of Taehyung, and, speaking of the tiger hybrid, he didn't look too happy with Jungkook either.

It just made Jungkook madder.

"You and Appa hit me all the time!" Jungkook shouted, smacking his arms against Seokjin's thighs.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "Appa and I spank you when you're naughty, yes. And if you keep up this behaviour, you'll be getting spanked for being so naughty," he warned.

"I think somebody's trying to impress Taehyung," Seokjin said, shaking his head. Jungkook's face flushed bright red. "He's usually so good, Tae, but he obviously thinks he's got something to prove with you being here."

Jungkook was furious now. How dare Seokjin accuse of him of showing off in-front of Taehyung?! He wasn't doing anything of the sort.

"No!" the bunny shouted, hitting both his appa's shoulders with his tiny hands. "No, no, no! Not naughty. I'm good. I'm goooooood!" he cried.

Namjoon bit his lip, coaxing Taehyung away from the scene. "I'm terribly sorry about this, Tae. He's not usually like this. It's terribly embarrassing."

The tiger hybrid was quick to reassure Namjoon. "Oh, it's no problem at all, hyung. I loved visiting the kitty and puppy and bunny centres back when I lived with the other tigers. I know how overwhelmed bunnies can get with new company," Taehyung smiled, patting Namjoon's shoulder.

Seokjin, on the other hand, was busy trying to calm his fussy hybrid down. "Does someone need their diaper changing? Is that why you're so fussy?" he said very patronisingly, slipping his hand into Jungkook shorts to feel the hybrid's diaper. To Jungkook's dismay, the item was indeed wet. "And you wonder why daddies have to check your diaper for you! You could have a rash by now, bunny."

The owner simply laid Jungkook across his lap, so that the bunny's back was rested against his thighs, and stripped Jungkook of his little shorts, revealing the bunny's wet diaper. Jungkook sobbed and tried to cover himself up, but Seokjin had the garment unpinned in less than second. "Joon, love, could you get me some changing supplies, please? This bunny thinks it's okay to hide when he needs a change."

After loudly tutting, Namjoon retrieved a clean diaper, wipes, cream and power for his partner, placing the items on the seat next to Seokjin and Jungkook. Just as the bunny thought it couldn't be any worse with Taehyung watching him, Seokjin decided that the wipes weren't enough. "Actually, darling, could you get me a small bowl of warm water and some cotton balls? He might have a rash and I don't want to irritate it."

There were no signs of a rash at all, but Seokjin just wanted to make the change as agonisingly slow as he could. It was silent in the room as Jungkook was changed, save for the sound of Seokjin dipping the cotton balls into the bowl of water and squeezing the water back out, so that it made a loud splashing sound.

His struggles were quiet so as not to make a scene in-front of Taehyung, yet he couldn't get with anything. If the bunny so much as kicked his foot up, Seokjin would declare: "My, my, such a fussy bunny I've got today." Namjoon kept laughing and telling Taehyung how he'd have to get used to dealing with a fussy baby bunny for the next few years, which only made the bunny fussier.

"Right, seeing as though you've shown how not grown-up you are today, I think it's in everyone's best interest that you go down for a nap, bunny," Seokjin said once he'd pinned a new diaper to the bunny's waist.

Jungkook snuffled, trying to sit up in his appa's lap, but finding it a little hard to do so with his shorts still trapped around his ankles. Seokjin noticed and tutted, pulling the shorts off, leaving Jungkook practically exposed from the waist down. "I only pulled them down to your thighs, bun. I'm surprised you didn't kick them off, you fussy little thing."

He was picked up and carried over to Taehyung and Namjoon, but before the bunny could say anything, Namjoon pulled a pacifier from his pocket and handed it to Seokjin, who promptly got the device settled in the bunny's mouth. Jungkook whined and tried to spit it out, however Namjoon quickly fastened it, so that Jungkook would have to keep it there.

The only thing he could do to voice his protests was whine, but his daddies didn't appreciate that very much. "Hush, bun. Little boys who say mean things don't get the privilege to speak."

This meant he couldn't tell them anything. Couldn't tell them if he was hungry, if he was annoyed, if he needed a change. They had to take cues from him to work out what he wanted, what he needed.

"Now, then, say goodnight to Taehyung, then we'll go and get your bottle."

All's Jungkook could do was wave and he couldn't even express his displeasure properly when Taehyung asked if he could hold the bunny for a cuddle. He was kept in Taehyung's lap for over ten minutes, with the tiger hybrid just nuzzling the bunny's hair with his chin and giving him tiny, innocent kisses across his cheek. He'd even give the bunny little smacks for the smallest of things, like squirming a little too much.

"Bunnies need constant correction," Taehyung told the two owners as they watched him in awe. "They're very fussy and wriggly but they can usually be settled with a little discipline. It doesn't even need to be particularly hard. Simply the feeling of your hand against their skin is enough to get them to submit."

Jungkook whined and tried to wriggle away, but Taehyung only flipped him over and gave him three firm smacks on his diaper. Sure enough, he went limp after that.

"Remarkable," Namjoon whispered.

Rather than Seokjin carrying Jungkook up to his nursery and rocking him to sleep with a bottle of warm milk, Taehyung asked if he could do it instead. He held the little bunny close to him and rocked them both gently on the chair, and, just like with his daddies, Jungkook fell right asleep against the tiger's shoulder.

Taehyung cooed at him, slipping the pacifier back into the bunny's mouth, before getting Jungkook settled into his crib. He pulled the side up and left, but not before giving the little hybrid one last kiss on his forehead.

Namjoon smiled from where he was watching the two hybrids on the babycam. "Two daddies. One grown up boy and one baby boy. We're complete," he said, welcoming Seokjin into his arms for a cuddle.

Seokjin couldn't agree more.