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"Where's Kookie?" Jin said in a singsong voice as he scanned the room, ignoring the moving lump on the couch, "Where is my bestest boy?" 

Jungkook's giggle echoed through the living room as Jin moved around. 

"Is he under this glass?" Jin said loudly, picking the glass up and checking under it, "Oh no he's not. Where could my Jungkookie be?" 

Jungkook giggled loudly.

"Is he under this cushion?" Jin said, checking the cushion next to him, ignoring the blanketed lump that was squirming, "No he's not here either. Hmm...Where could Kookie be hiding?"

Jin walked around the couch, poking and prodding at it, "He doesn't seem to be on this couch either. Where is he hiding?" 

Jin walked over to the curtains, "He must be here!" 

He pulled the curtains opened.

"I'm not there," Jungkook said, squirming around the couch, giggling to himself as he pulled the blanket closer to him. 

"Where did that noise come from?!" Jin said, looking around, "Hmm...I can't find Jungkook. Oh no! I'm going to lose again." 

Jin sat down on the couch next to Jungkook who was still hiding and giggling to himself, "Oh well, now what am I going to do? I'm never going to find my Kookie again. Maybe I should take a nap and I'll find him after." 

Jin lay down, his head resting on the moving blanket, "When did my couch get so lumpy?" 

"Daddy!" Jungkook giggled, squirming underneath Jin's head, trying to get him off. 

"Could it be....?" Jin gasped loudly as he pulled the blanket off Jungkook's body, "I found you!"

Jungkook shut his eyes, placing his hands over them, "No you didn't." 

Jin smiled fondly at Jungkook, "Baby, we've been over this. Just because you can't see daddy, doesn't mean daddy can't see you." 

"But daddy, if Kookie can't see you then you cannot find Kookie." Jungkook said, the logic seeming perfectly sound to him. 

"I can see you, baby," Jin said, carding his fingers through Jungkook's soft. brown hair. 

"No you can't," Jungkook said, shaking his head. 

"Well, I guess if I can't find my Kookie," Jin said, getting off the couch, and taking a step away from it, "I just have to go to the store and buy a new Kim Jungkook." 

"No, daddy!" Jungkook whined, pouting as he took his hands off his eyes and ran to Jin, clinging onto his leg, "No daddy! My daddy! No other Kookie."

Jin laughed, picking Jungkook up as he whined into Jin's neck, clinging onto him, not wanting to let go, "How can I replace my bestest boy, hmm? There's only one Kookie for me." 

"Daddy, no go store," Jungkook said, shaking his head into Jin's neck. 

"I was joking, darling. Daddy could never find another Jungkook." Jin said, kissing Jungkook's chubby cheek, "Daddy was joking, okay?" 

"No funny." Jungkook said, eyebrows furrowed together as he pouted at Jin, cheeks chubbing up as he glared at him. 

"Sorry, baby," Jin said smiling as he pressed another kiss into Jungkook's slightly pink cheek. 

"No." Jungkook said, still pouting. 

"How about if Daddy gives you hot milk and then we can go to bed, okay?" Jin said, carrying Jungkook into the kitchen.

"Chocky milk?" Jungkook said, perking up in Jin's arms. 

"No, baby. It's bedtime, you know you can't have chocolate milk when it's bedtime," Jin said, setting Jungkook on the floor as he walked to the fridge. 

"Nana milk?" Jungkook asked.

"Not banana milk either, baby," Jin said. 

"St-Stwawbewwy milk?" Jungkook asked, bending down when Jin bent down to get the milk from the fridge. 

"No, Kookie," Jin said patiently.

"I got nuffin'." Jungkook huffed, all out of guesses. 

"You know the milk we use for cereal in the morning?" Jin asked, taking out the carton and showing it to Jungkook. 

"Ahh," Jungkook said, nodding, finally understanding. 

"Do you want to go sit down while daddy heats this up for you?" Jin said, as he took out a glass from the cupboard.

Jungkook heaved himself up on the tall barstool chair, wobbly, before he sat down and swung his legs, and waited patiently for his milk as he watched the glass go round and round in the microwave. 

Jin transferred the warm milk into a plastic cup and checked that it wasn't too hot before passing it to Jungkook. 

"What do we say?" Jin asked him, cocking an eyebrow, keeping a firm hold on the cup. 

"Thank you, daddy," Jungkook said with a bright smile. 

"Good boy." Jin said, patting his head lovingly. 

Jungkook brought the red plastic cup to his mouth, eyes going wide as he drank the milk, swallowing and gulping loudly. He put the cup down, and licked his lips. 

"Hello, Santa Claus," Jin teased. 

"Santa Claws coming now, daddy?" Jungkook asked, eyes widening as he gasped, twinkling with excitement.

"No, baby. Santa isn't coming yet," Jin said, shaking his head, "Daddy only said that because you have a milk moustache."

"No Santa?" Jungkook asked again, eyes wider as he pouted, blinking up at Jin.

"Not yet. He's getting ready to come at Christmas," Jin said, putting the empty glasses in the sink.

"No prezzie for Kookie?" Jungkook said, lower lip wobbling, eyes glossy over with tears. 

"Of course you get a present, baby," Jin said as he picked Jungkook up, settling him on his hip. 

"Prezzie peas." Jungkook said, closing his eyes and holding out one hand, "Kookie pwomise no peekie." 

Jin cooed. He honestly had the cutest baby. 

"Here's your special prezzie that no one but Kookie can have," Jin said. 

"KooKoo pwomise no peekie, daddy," Jungkook said. 

"One, two, three!" Jin said and planted three kisses on Jungkook's cheeks and forehead. 

Jungkook giggled as he tried to squirm away, high pitched, Santa all forgotten about. "Daddy, stop!" 

"Is my baby ready for bed now?" Jin asked as he walked them to his room. 

"Kookie no sleepy, daddy. See!" Jungkook said, shutting his eyes for two seconds and then opening them again, "See, daddy. No sleepy. Let's play!" 

"No, baby, it's time for bed," Jin said, laying Jungkook down, passing him his Iron Man plushie. 

"But daddy, no tired!" Jungkook whined, squirming under the blanket, wanting to play. 

"What about if daddy read you a story?" Jin said, laying down next to Jungkook. 

"What stowy?" 

"Do you want Goodnight Moon?" Jin asked, reaching over to grab the book. 

"No, no."

"Hmm..Winnie the Pooh?" 

"No." Jungkook said, shaking his head. 

"What if Daddy told you a story?" 

"Yes peas!" Jungkook said, perking up. 

"Okay baby, lay your head down and close your eyes." Jin said, moving to get comfortable as Jungkook laid down, hugging his plushie tightly. 

"Reddy!" Jungkook said, scrunching his eyes shut. 

"Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a handsome, smart prince called Kim Jungkook." Jin started. 

"Daddy, that's my name!" Jungkook said, eyes snapping open in excitement. 

"It is, baby." 

"Daddy, Kookie prince?" 

"The handsomestest prince in all the land," Jin said, fond smile on his face, adoration and love in his eyes as he carded his fingers through Jungkook's hair.

"What the prince do, daddy?" Jungkook asked, engrossed in the story as he looked at Jin.

"Well, the prince had a lot of responsibilities-" 

"Daddy, what's-what's spo-uhh-ponbilities?" Jungkook said, stuttering over the word. 

"Responsibilities." Jin said. 

"Sponsibilititties." Jungkook garbled out. 

"Res.Pon.Si.Bi.Li.Ties." Jin broke the word up for Jungkook to follow. 

"Sponsitties." Jungkook nodded. 

"Responsibilities means that you have a lot of decisions to make, and that people trust you to make the right decisions. It means making right choices, but also making mistakes and owning up to those mistakes," Jin explained, "Understand, Kookie?" 

"Like, like, like when Kookie dropped the glass and say sowwy?" Jungkook asked, wide doe brown eyes sparkling with childhood curiosity. 

"Yeah, baby, exactly like that," Jin said, "It felt good to say sorry, right?" 

"Kookie big boy and big boy say sowwy because of sponsilititties." 

Jin laughed, "Daddy's very proud of you baby." 

"What happen to the prince, daddy?" Jungkook asked, moving closer to Jin to snuggle up to his warmth. 

"Jungkook, the prince, had a lot of responsibilities and everyone in the kingdom was counting on him. And one day, a giant came to the castle. He went 'Fee, Fi, Fo Fum. I have come to take all your cookies away! Grrr!' and everyone ran to the prince. They said 'Prince Jungkook, the bestestest prince, please help us! A giant is scaring us'. And then Jungkook ran with his sword and Iron Man to the giant. And what do you think he did?" Jin said.

"Kookie give the giant a cookie," Jungkook said with a bright grin. 

"What?" 

"The giant sad and cookie makes Kookie happy, so cookie make Giant happy too, daddy," Jungkook explained, "Daddy say share make people happy." 

Jin smiled, "You're right, baby. Daddy's very proud of you." 

"And then what happen with the Giant, daddy?" Jungkook asked, wide eyed, excited to see where the story led.

"Prince Jungkook shared the cookies with the Giant, and then the Giant stopped being angry and sad. The Giant thanked Jungkook for being so amazing and said that Prince Jungkook was the bestestestest prince in the whole wide world." 

Jungkook giggled and hid behind his Iron Man plushie. 

"And then Prince Jungkook, the Giant and everyone in the Kingdom lived..." Jin said, waiting for Jungkook to finish the sentence. 

"Happiwly eber after!" Jungkook said, holding his plushie high up in the air. 

"That's right, baby," Jin said, getting off the bed and readjusting the blankets around Jungkook, "Now, it's time to close your eyes and go to sleep." 

"Okay, daddy," Jungkook said, shutting his eyes. 

"Goodnight, baby," Jin said, leaning down and pressing a kiss into Jungkook's forehead, "I love you, Kookie." 

"Eber and All-ways?" 

"Forever and always," Jin said, turning the light off, and shutting the door, but not all the way, just in case Jungkook needed him at night. 

 


 

 

Knock Knock

 

"Come in." Jin said, not bothering to look up as he penned notes down onto the margins of the document. 

"Hey. Am I bothering you?" 

"Never." Jin said, a smile immediately gracing his face, all stress melting away, "You're a welcomed distraction." 

"If I knew any better, I would say you're flirting with your boss, Kim," Namjoon said with a teasing smile as he shut the door behind him, "Does HR need to hear about this?"

"Hmm, would HR like to see the tapes from the lift too, Mr Kim?" Jin said, playing along, a mischievous glint in his eyes. 

"I think we'll keep between us for now," Namjoon said, taking a seat in front of Jin. 

"What's up?" Jin said, noticing the manilla folder in his hands. 

"We have a slight problem," Namjoon said, sliding the folder across the table.

"That's how we make money," Jin said, picking the folder up with a sigh. 

"We can always do this tomorrow," Namjoon suggested, noticing the tired sighs and furrow of eyebrows. 

"You know me," Jin said, as he opened the folder and begun scanning the words, "I'll just be stressing about this all night. I might as well do it now." 

"It's almost 5," Namjoon pointed out. 

"Yoongi's picking Jungkook up today," Jin hummed in response. 

"Oh, so we're alone," Namjoon said, leaning back in his chair, eyeing Jin up and down, tongue darting out to lick his lips.

Jin looked up from the papers, a smile playing on his face as he said, "Mr Kim, we are in an office environment, and need I remind you that you're my boss."

"No need, baby, I get reminded every time I hear you call me sir," Namjoon smirked. 

Jin's cheeks flushed pink, "So, the case..."

"Flustered, baby?"

"Joon!" Jin said, looking down at the folder, hoping the heat in his cheeks wasn't as noticeable as he felt it to be. 

"Joon?" Namjoon repeated, pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just-" 

"Don't." Namjoon said, smile on his face, dimples on display, "I like it." 

Jin smiled at him, eyes crinkling in its corners. He felt like here, right now, they were in this perfect bubble. One where problems didn't exist, and there was no stress. One where fear wasn't even a word in their dictionary. One where it didn't matter that Jin didn't define their relationship, or put a label on it. 

One where they were happy with no boundaries or time limits. 

One where they were them, and that was more than enough. 

"So," Namjoon said, leaning forward in his chair, nodding to the folder in Jin's hand, "What do you think?" 

"Oh, right! The case," Jin said, clearing his throat, focusing back onto the case at hand. "Hmm..." 

"The legal team is 50/50 on it. They can't decide what to do," Namjoon told him. 

"I'm not a part of legal though," Jin reminded him. 

"But your opinion matters most to me," Namjoon told him, "You're the one I trust the most. And I'm not saying this as Namjoon, the guy who's head over heels for you, I'm saying this as Namjoon, CEO of this company." 

"There's so much to unpack in that sentence," Jin thought out loud, "But, thank you, both professionally, and personally."

Namjoon smiled at him, "Anytime." 

"So the case," Jin said, looking down at it, "It seems to be your normal Joint Venture agreement for land." 

"The legal team kept saying that as if I would know what it was," Namjoon muttered, a little embarrassed. 

Jin smiled fondly at him, "So a Joint Venture agreement is when two people come together and make an agreement together. In this case, there are two people - one with land, but with no expertise, and the other with expertise and with no land. It's practically a match made in heaven. So, they come together and decide to start a business together involving property on that piece of land. They can either do one of two things - decide to split the profits 50/50, or they could divide up the property equally and decide what to do with their side of the property while having no claim or say in the other side of the property." 

"Okay, I think I got it." Namjoon said with a nod.

"So in this case," Jin said, looking over the folder one more time just to check his facts, "The client entered into a Joint Venture Agreement and the other side lodged a private caveat. So he basically wants to take the caveat out, and he wants to see if we can do it or not." 

"Yes, totally, private caveat." Namjoon said, nodding along. 

"A caveat is a restriction on the interest in the land," Jin explained, "When someone lodges a caveat it means that they are protecting their own interest in land and making sure no one else can do anything with the land. Because this is lodged by a person, it's called a private caveat."

"You're amazing." Namjoon said, placing his hand on Jin's, "The legal team just kept spewing up all these words and I didn't understand any of it. I'm a business person! Not a legal person! And yet it was like they expected me to know every single thing, and I just nodded along like i understood it, but with you...With you I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not." 

"You never have to pretend with me," Jin told him, sincerity shining in his eyes, warm honey dripping from his words. 

Namjoon's thumb slowly stroked the back of Jin's hand as they sat there, staring into each other's eyes, smiling, heat flooding their cheeks, feeling warm and safe in the bubble they created. 

"Right, so the caveat removal," Jin said, shaking his head, trying to remind himself that this was a professional work place setting. 

"Can he do it?" Namjoon asked, reluctantly moving his hand away from Jin's, already feeling the loss of warmth, "Can he remove the caveat?"

"Well, the Joint Venture Agreement here is for land. And because business wise, it's a partnership, it doesn't matter whose land it is, even if the land belongs to our client. What matters here, is how the Joint Venture Agreement is contracted. If it's contracted for the profits to be split in half, then there is no caveatable interest, which basically means that there is no interest to protect, because the agreement is for money, not for land or property. But, if it's for the property to be shared equally, then there is a caveatable interest which would make it harder to remove the caveat," Jin explained. 

"And? How is this agreement structured?" Namjoon asked. 

"From what I read, it's structured for the profits, which means that the caveat would be easily removed," Jin told him. 

"But the legal team was saying something about a term in the contract stating that this interest would be caveatable?" Namjoon said, trailing off. 

"Oh that," Jin said, waving it off, "We have so many case laws to back us up. A simple term in a contract isn't enough to contract out of an Act of Parliament. Don't worry, we have court precedent as well. This should all be administrative work. Plus, the burden of proving that there is a caveatable interest is all on them, not us. We should have this caveat out in two months, three maximum." 

Jin shut the case and slid it back to Namjoon, a proud, smug smirk on his face. 

"You're amazing." Namjoon said, in awe. 

"I've been told,"

"I guess, I'll leave you to finish up your work then," Namjoon said, not wanting to go, but knowing that he had to. 

"Umm, Namjoon," Jin said as soon as Namjoon stood up. 

"Yeah?" 

Jin didn't want to look up, for fear of seeing Namjoon's disappointed face, "I haven't given you an answer yet." 

"I told you," Namjoon said, gently, "I'm not going to rush you. What I feel for you isn't fleeting. And if it means waiting, then I'll wait. As long as it takes." 

"And if I never give you an answer?" 

"Then I'll be happy just getting to know you. As much as you'll let me." 

Jin took a deep breath, "I think I want to." 

"Now?" 

"Soon." Jin said, slowly, like he was scared of Namjoon leaving. 

Namjoon bent down on the table, leaning forward, taking a risk by cupping one hand to Jin's cheek, "I'll wait for you. I don't care how many times I have to say it, Jin. I"ll wait for you. Forever and a day if that's what it takes." 

Jin swallowed harshly, nodding, trying to absorb Namjoon's words. 

"Maybe...Maybe we should try that family date now," Jin suggested. 

"Where were you thinking?" Namjoon said, smiling as he felt Jin lean into his touch, stroking the supple skin of his cheek beneath his thumb, wanting nothing more than to lean down and take his lips between his.

"How does Taehyung feel about fish?" 

 


 

Yoongi parked his car by the side of the road, and saw moms picking their kids up, and some dads too. He couldn't help but sigh as he leaned back in the seat. He still had a few minutes before Jungkook's class let out. So, he sat in the car and waited. 

A pang of jealousy shot through his heart as he watched a father wait by the gate as his daughter ran up to him, giggling and smiling. He caught her in his arms and held her high, planting kisses all over her face. 

He wanted that. 

He wanted a family of his own. But there was always this niggling feeling and thought in his mind that told him he would never have one. Yoongi was gay. He knew that, and he also knew that society was changing every single day, and that people were becoming more and more accepting. But there were still some people who had an old way of thinking; who were backward, and who wouldn't want a gay, single man, to raise a child. 

For now, he would push these thoughts away, and be happy that at least he had Jungkook, who loved and looked up to him. Jin and Jungkook were family, and Yoongi was content for now, being a part of this little family. 

Yoongi got out of his car and walked to the gate, waiting for Jungkook. 

"But ChimChim, KooKoo's daddy not here yet," Taehyung said as he held Jungkook's hand tightly in his, and his Hulk action figure in the other.

"Don't worry Taehyung, we'll wait until his dad comes, okay?" Jimin told them. 

Jungkook held Taehyung's hand in his and looked around the gate, waiting for his daddy to come. He jumped and down in excitement when he spotted Yoongi walking towards the gate. 

"Uncle Yoo! Uncle Yoo!" Jungkook shouted, squirming from Taehyung's grip as he ran excitedly to Yoongi, bag hitting his back with every step he took. 

"There's my little Iron Man," Yoongi said, gummy smile on show as he bent down to pick Jungkook up, hoisting him on his hip. 

Jungkook giggled against Yoongi, "No Iron Man, Uncle Yoo! My name is Kim Jungkook." 

"Kim Jungkook Iron Man," Yoongi said. 

"Lookie drawring I maded in class today," Jungkook said, holding up the paper with various colours of scribbles on it. 

"Wow, Iron Man, you made that in class? It belongs in a museum! Everyone should see your amazing drawing!" Yoongi complimented. 

Jungkook giggled, and hid behind his hands, nestling himself into Yoongi's shoulder. 

"Come on, Taehyung," Jimin said, holding Taehyung's hand, "It's time to go home." 

"I didn't realise that they let children leave unsupervised now," Yoong quipped. 

"I didn't realise that you had enough energy to even climb up the curb, grandpa," Jimin said, eyes narrowed as he glared at Yoongi. 

"No fight! No fight!" Taehyung said quickly, pulling on Jimin's hand. 

"Uncle Yoo! No fightie!" Jungkook scolded. 

"We're not fighting, Kookie," Yoongi said quickly, "We're just...talking." 

"Surprised you could even do that," Jimin said, "New dentures, I'm assuming." 

"Listen kid, you're barely tall enough to ride a rollercoaster, don't even try coming at me," Yoongi said quickly. 

"I'm taller than you!" Jimin said, taking a step forward to Yoongi, getting up in his face. 

"You're the size of a toothpick!" 

"And what does that make you?! A twig?!" 

"Break it up, you two!" Hoseok said, stepping out of the gate and in the middle of the two adults. 

"He started it," Jimin said quickly, 

"Teacher's pet," Yoongi scoffed out. 

"Better than being-" 

"I said, enough!" Hoseok almost yelled, glaring at both of them, "Both of you, go inside, right now!" 

"What? Why?" Yoongi said. 

"If you're going to fight like children, then you're going to be treated like children," Hoseok told them, holding the gate open and letting them inside, "Jungkook and Taehyung are going to show you what happens in this Kindergarten when two kids fight. Can you do that for me boys?" 

"Yes we can," Jungkook said, nodding eagerly as he stepped into his classroom, pulling Yoongi along. 

"Sit please, ChimChim," Taehyung said, pointing to a purple chair. 

Jimin sat down with a sigh, waiting patiently for his next instructions. 

Jungkook dragged a green chair opposite the purple one and pointed at it. 

"I won't fit in there." Yoongi said. 

"Yoongi." Hoseok warned. 

"Uncle Yoo, sit." Jungkook said pointing to the chair. 

"No." Yoongi said, rolling his eyes, "This is dumb, Hobi! We're adults! I'm not about to sit here and conform to some Kindergarten-" 

Jungkook's lower lip wobbled as he stared at Yoongi with wide, doe brown, bambi eyes, glossing up with tears, "Peas." 

Yoongi took one look at the child and immediately sat down in the seat. 

Jimin scoffed, "Weak." 

"I'll show you weak, you firetrucking toothpick," Yoongi mumbled under his breath loud enough for only Jimin to hear. 

"Firetrucking?" 

"I can't exactly say the real word now can I, smart donkey?" 

"Donkey?" Jimin asked, cocking his head. 

"What's another word for donkey?" Yoongi asked him, rolling his eyes. 

"As-Oh."

"Jungkook, Taehyung," Hoseok called out as he stood towering over the two adults with a scowl on his face and his hands folded across the chest, "Why don't we show Uncle Yoo and ChimChim how we make up after fights here, okay?"

Jungkook and Taehyung nodded fervently, standing next to them, opposite each other. 

"Uncle Yoo, lookie, lookie!" Jungkook said.

"I'm looking, darling," Yoongi said gently, eyes fond. 

Jimin softened, looking at how Yoongi treated Jungkook, but he would never admit it out loud. After that night, Jimin officially declared Yoongi to be his arch nemesis, and you could never go soft for your arch nemesis. 

"ChimChim, pay tenten," Taehyung said. 

"Pay attention, Taehyung," Hoseok corrected immediately. 

"Yes, Teacher Jung?" Taehyung asked, eyes wide as he looked at Hoseok, thinking he was in trouble. 

Hoseok laughed, "No darling, the saying is, pay attention, not tenten." 

"Oh," Taehyung said, nodding. It took a few seconds for him to digest this information before he said, "ChimChim, listen!"

"I'm listening, Tae," Jimin reassured him with a smile. 

"Show them, boys," Hoseok instructed. 

"Numbah one," Jungkook said, grinning  at Taehyung who was opposite him, "Hold hands." 

"Hi KooKoo!" Taehyung said, giggling as they held both their hands together. 

"Tell ChimChim and Uncle Yoo numbah two, TaeTae," Jungkook said, bouncing excitedly. 

"Numbah two!" Taehyung declared, "Say sowwy." 

"KooKoo sowwy, TaeTae," Jungkook said. 

"But KooKoo dindn't make TaeTae sad," Taehyung said quickly with a shake of his head. 

"Iz just pretend, silly like with Avengers fight, 'memmber," Jungkook said in a loud whisper.

"Oh," Taehyung said, nodding, drawled out and long before bursting out into giggles. 

"And what's the final step?" Hoseok prompted. 

"Huggies!" Jungkook cheered,  jumping forward and hugging a giggling, laughing Taehyung tightly. 

"Bess fwen hugs are the best huggies!" Taehyung said, hugging Jungkook.

Yoongi was grinning from ear to ear, gummy smile on show as he looked at the two children, childlike innocence on display, where everything was easy and the hardest thing they probably had to do was simple math. If Yoongi looked just a little to his right, he would have seen Jimin looking at him, deep in thought, unconsciously biting his lip. But he didn't.

"And now, you two," Hoseok said, pointing at them, "Let's see if they're doing it well, shall we, boys?" 

Yoongi's smile fell. He was so caught up in the cuteness of the kids that he forgot what the entire demonstration was for - To teach them, the adults, what to do in cases of dispute as a Kindergartener. 

"You want us, adults, to do what these four year olds do when they fight over a crayon?" Yoongi deadpanned. 

"You want to act like children, then you're going to get treated as children." Hoseok said, completely serious. 

"We definitely aren't doing that," Jimin said, crossing his arms over his chest. 

"As I see it right now, you have two options." Hoseok said, holding up his finger as he began listing it out for them, "You can either do this, apologise to each other, and leave. Or, I do what I would do any other other misbehaving child when they refuse to cooperate - I'll call your parents."

"You want to call my mother, who lives in a completely different city to complain that her grown, adult son, wouldn't hug and say sorry to a child?" Yoongi scoffed. 

"Who're you calling child, huh grandpa? You practically have one foot in the grave!" Jimin sniped back. 

"Teacher Jung, ChimChim and Uncle Yoo fight 'gain," Jungkook pouted, eyes glossy. 

"No, no, Kookie, we aren't fighting," Yoongi said, quick to reassure him, "We're playing." 

"No play loud," Jungkook said, leaning into Taehyung, pout still on his face. 

"Don't worry, Jungkook. Teacher Jung is going to make them say sorry," Hoseok reassured the 4 year old. 

"This is a waste of time-" Yoongi said, standing up. 

"I didn't mean that I would call your mother, Yoongi," Hoseok said with a mischievous glint in his eye and an almost evil smile growing on his face, "I would call Jin and Namjoon. I'm sure they would love to hear about how their grown children are misbehaving."

"Oh for firetruck's sake!" Yoongi cursed under his breath, "Fine, whatever. We'll do the d-u-m-b thing. Get up toddler." 

"You're literally deteriorating in front of me," Jimin spat out as he stood up. 

"Now, now, children. Don't make me call your parents." Hoseok said, sickly sweet. 

"We're doing it, aren't we?!" Yoongi snapped. 

"Your heart isn't in it." 

"That's going to be impossible for him then," Jimin said, "Grandpa over here has a pacemaker instead of his heart." 

"Listen here you little-" 

"Uncle Yoo!" Jungkook whined.

Yoongi sighed. 

"Just give me your tiny hands and let get this over with," Yoongi said, holding out his hands. 

"They aren't tiny! Yours are just freakishly large," Jimin mumbled under his breath. 

"Now say you're sorry to each other," Hoseok instructed. 

"Sorry." Yoongi mumbled out, looking at the wall rather than at Jimin.

"Yoongi." Hoseok warned.

"Jesus fri-" Yoongi swore under his breath, "I'm sorry, Jimin. Happy now?" 

"Immensely." Hoseok deadpanned, nudging Jimin, "Now you."

"I'm sorry, Yoongi." 

"Cool. We're done! Let's go, Jungkook." Yoongi said, snatching his hands out of Jimin's. 

"Don't even think about it." Hoseok said, catching his wrist, "You have one more step. Doesn't he, boys?" 

"Huggies!" Taehyung said, taking Jungkook into another hug, making him giggle as he squirmed in Taehyung's arms. 

"We're adults-" 

"Not you." Yoongi said.

"I will make you do this again, Min Yoongi. Don't test me." Hoseok warned.

Yoongi held his hands up in surrender.

"The faster we do this, the faster we can get away from each other," Jimin said through gritted teeth, eyebrows furrowed. 

"Ten seconds." Hoseok said. 

"Firetrucking hell," Yoongi grumbled, "Fine, whatever. Come here." 

Yoongi took one step forward and pulled Jimin close to him, trying not to think about how warm Jimin was, or how he smelt really, really good. Yoongi wanted nothing more than to turn his head and breathe Jimin's scent in. 

"Five, four," He heard Jimin count beside his ear, hot breath fanning over his neck as Jimin begun releasing Yoongi. 

Yoongi released Jimin as soon as he heard him say 'one.' He took a huge step back and swallowed harshly before he set his eyes in a glare and turned to Hoseok who was smirking. 

"Can we leave now, Your Highness," Yoongi grumbled out, trying to get his emotions in check. 

"You may." Hoseok said, "But if I catch you two fighting again-" 

"It won't happen." Yoongi said, snatching Jungkook's bag off the floor, "Let's go Kookie." 

"Bye TaeTae! Bye Teacher Jung! Bye bye ChimChim!" Jungkook said, calling out goodbye's and waving, as Yoongi scooped him up and carried him out of class, trying to pretend that he didn't want to purposely get caught arguing by Hoseok again. 

 


 

 

"Daddy," Jungkook said, looking down at Jin's hand buttoning up his shirt.

"Yes, baby?" Jin asked, deftly buttoning up Jungkook's shirt, trying to get him ready in time so that Jin could change too.

"Where go?" Jungkook asked, looking up at Jin with wide questioning eyes, blinking. 

"We, my baby, are going somewhere special," Jin said. 

"Spesh-shell?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head slightly. 

"Daddy has a big surprise for you," Jin said, doing the last button of his pale blue dress shirt before reaching over the bed for Jungkook's light brown pants. 

Jungkook closed his eyes and held his hands out, "Ready for prezzie, daddy."

"It's not that kind of surprise, Kookie," Jin said, incredibly endeared, "This is the kind of surprise you have to go to and see for yourself." 

"Big surprise, daddy?" Jungkook said, holding his hands as wide as it would go. 

"Bigger," Jin told him with an exaggerated gasp. 

"Bigger?" 

"Much, much bigger," Jin said, "And there's special people coming with us too?" 

"Uncle Yoo?" 

"No baby," Jin said, shaking his head, "Someone else."

Jungkook frowned slightly, seeming to be in deep thought as Jin put his trousers on him. Jungkook sighed and said, "I got nuffin'. I dunno who coming daddy." 

"You'll find out soon, darling," Jin said, buttoning up his pants and placing a kiss on the top of Jungkook's head, "All done!" 

"Done!" Jungkook repeated with a smile. 

"My handsome boy," Jin said with a smile. 

"That's me, daddy!" 

"It is! You're my handsome little baby," Jin said, snuggling Jungkook, "Can my handsome baby go watch some cartoons so daddy can get ready too?" 

"Snack?" Jungkook asked with a grin.

"Do you want some biscuits?" 

"And chocky milk!" 

"And what do we say when we want something?" Jin prompted. 

"Peas!" Jungkook said with a little clap of his hands, and a wide smile. 

"Good boy." 

"Hand-dome too!" Jungkook said as he walked out of the door, trailing behind Jin. 

 


 

 

"Daddy!" Jungkook whined, tugging on Jin's jeans to get his attention. 

"One second, sweetie," Jin said, looking down at Jungkook while talking on the phone, "Sorry, what was that?" 

"I'm like a second away-Oh wait I see you!" 

"Daddy! Where's the prezzie?" Jungkook whined with a frown that was only growing deeper, impatient. 

"Count to ten for daddy, Kookie," Jin said, smoothening Jungkook's hair out, "It's almost here." 

Jungkook sighed, deep and long , but started counting anyway, "One. Two."

Jin could see Namjoon holding Taehyung's hand as they started walking up the sidewalk. 

"Twee. Pour." Jungkook said, kicking the ground. 

From here, Jin could see Namjoon's dimples getting deeper and deeper as he approached Jin. Jin couldn't help his own smile that broke out, could feel the nervousness seep into his skin, mixed with the excitement. If today went the way Jin was hoping it did...He really hoped that it would. He had a plan in mind and he realised how badly he needed today to go well, or else nothing would fall in place. 

Jin really liked Namjoon; that wasn't a secret. They both knew of their mutual attraction to one another, but, Jin also had fear, deep and dark, hidden inside him, constantly threatening to bubble over. 

"Five. Six." Jungkook counted. 

Namjoon was crossing the road, wanting to walk faster but had to be mindful of Taehyung's little legs. 

"Seven. Ate. Nine." Jungkook counted, a little faster now, still oblivious to what was happening. 

"What's the last number, baby?" Jin said as Namjoon was just a few feet away, practically close enough to touch. 

"It's ten, daddy." Jungkook told him. 

"Ready for your surprise?" Jin asked him.

"Yes, peas! Kookie wait and count to ten like daddy say!" Jungkook told Jin.

"Who's that over there?" Jin said, pointing to Taehyung. 

"It TaeTae!" Jungkook said, excitedly, jumping up and down, squirming in Jin's hold, wanting to run and hug Taehyung. 

"KooKoo!" Taehyung said with just as much excitement, running as fast as his little chubby legs would allow him to, towards Jungkook. 

"Hey," Namjoon said, as the children hugged and giggled at each other. 

"Hey yourself," Jin said, eyeing Namjoon up and down, unconsciously biting his lip. 

Namjoon brought his hand up to Jin's chin and tugged on his bottom lip, pulling it out, "There are children present, Jin., Let's not be a tease, yeah?" 

"And what if I am, sir?" Jin said, cocking his eyebrow.

"Isn't this meant to be a family date?" Namjoon asked, fire burning in his eyes. 

"So the dad's can't have any fun on this trip?" Jin teased.

"Let's get the kids to bed first," Namjoon said with a subtle wink. 

Jin laughed, "You look really nice, Joon." 

"I like when you call me that," Namjoon admitted, a little shyly, dimpled smile on show, "And you look very handsome, Jin." 

"Daddy wore pour shirts today, TaeTae Papa." Jungkook told him. 

"What? No, I didn't!" Jin said, pulling Jungkook's towards him, praying that Jungkook wouldn't say anything else. 

"Oh, is that right?" Namjoon said, cocky smirk on his face. 

"Weally?" Taehyung said, "Papa wore very many clothes before this one." 

"Why?" Jungkook asked. 

"I dunno," Taehyung said, shrugging. 

"Guess I wasn't the only one, huh, Namjoon?" Jin said, cocking an eyebrow. 

"Shall we go?" Namjoon said, walking ahead with Taehyung's hand in his, "Yeah, we should go." 

"Daddy, where go?" Jungkook asked, looking up at Jin. 

"We're going to a very special place that I know my little Kookie will love," Jin told him. 

"Iron Man house, daddy?" Jungkook asked, jumping over the curb. 

"Better!" Jin gasped dramatically. 

"Betterer than Iron Man house?!" Jungkook gasped, as he entered the entrance. 

"We're at the aquarium!" Jin said as they approached the sign, getting in line immediately. 

"With the fishies and the sharkies and the dolp-dol-umm." Jungkook said, stumbling over the last word. 

"Dolphins." Jin guided as they moved in line. 

Jungkook nodded vehemently, "Dolly-pins." 

Jin ruffled his head, endeared. 

"Mister KooKoo daddy?" Taehyung said, pulling on the end of Jin's shirt. 

"Yes Namjoon's little TaeTae?" Jin said, playing along. 

Taehyung giggled behind his hand, hair flopping over his eyes, "Are we gonna see sharkies too? And pancakes?" 

"Pancakes?" Jin asked. 

"The stingy pancakes," Taehyung said, drawing an oval in thin air. 

"Stingrays, Tae?" Namjoon said. 

"Yes papa, the taily, stingy pancakes!" Taehyung explained. 

"They're called stingrays, honey," Namjoon said, "And yes we will see them. You can also touch them." 

"Daddy," Jungkook said.

"Yes, darling?" 

"Will Spongebob be there with Patrick?" Jungkook asked seriously.

Jin laughed, "No baby. Spongebob isn't going to be here." 

"Hmm." Jungkook said, seriously. 

"It okay, KooKoo! We get stingy pancakes." Taehyung said, patting Jungkook's shoulder. 

"No Spongebob, TaeTae." Jungkook said, frowning, eyebrows furrowing as he pouted his lips, hands on his hips. 

"We get sharkies and, and, and Nemo and Dory, right Papa?" Taehyung asked, blinking up at Namjoon with big, hopeful eyes, and an excited boxy smile on his face.

"There will be sharks!" Namjoon said. 

"And Nemo and Dory too?" Taehyung asked, bouncing up and down. 

"Yeah, baby, and Nemo and Dory too." Namjoon said with a nod. 

"See, KooKoo! We no need Spongebob and Patrick," Taehyung told him, taking his hand. 

"Yeah! No need." Jungkook said, nodding, frown disappearing from his face, replaced with a smile that was only growing.

"Got the tickets!" Jin said, holding up four tickets, while pocketing his wallet. 

"You really didn't have to pay," Namjoon told him. 

"You paid for coffee and the last two dates. This is the least-" 

"One date." Namjoon corrected him, "We've only had one date. This is our second." 

"And the first time?" Jin asked. 

"That was you doing me a favour by eating dinner with me." 

"After being stood up." Jin reminded him.

"Remind me to find this Henry guy, punch him, and then thank him." Namjoon said, as they passed their tickets along to the collector before walking in. 

"Thank him? What for?" JIn asked, cocking an eyebrow. 

"Without him, we wouldn't be here right now." Namjoon said with a smile as Taehyung ran to the glass pointing out the fish he saw. 

Jin thought back as far as he could, trying to remember when the turning point was exactly that he had started to fall for Namjoon as the children ran to different parts of the first aquarium exhibit. 

"Deep in thought?" Namjoon commented, keeping an eye on the children. 

"I just realised that you're right," Jin said, "That night was the day it started for me." 

"What did?" 

"My feelings for you started to grow," Jin told him, "It was easy, you know? I didn't  have to pretend with you. You understood the fact that I had Jungkook, and that it was hard for me. You could understand the darkest parts of me that even my best friend can't. That you could be there with me, sitting in the quiet, and that we didn't have to fill it. That somehow, at one of my most humiliating parts of my life, you managed to make me smile, even when I thought that I wouldn't for a while." 

Namjoon cupped Jin's cheek, stroking it softly with the pad of his thumb, "I must be the luckiest person in the universe to be alive, and even just existing in the same space and time as you. To actually be here with you, right here, right now, holding your hand, liking you, is the biggest blessing I could ever dream of."

Jin's cheek dusted pink, as he smiled shyly at Namjoon, trying to look away from his intense gaze, wanting nothing more than to kiss him.

"You, Mr Kim, are cheesy." Jin said, hand coming up to cover Namjoon's on his cheek. 

"And you, Mr Kim, love it," Namjoon said.

"I do." Jin told him, "I really, really do." 

"Daddy! Daddy! Come on!" Jungkook said, tugging at Jin's pants as he pulled, "We gots to go to the other 'quim."

"Aquarium, baby," Jin corrected. 

"Gots to go! Gots to go!" Jungkook said, Taehyung in front of him, pulling Jin with all his might to where he wanted him to be.

Jin smiled at Namjoon, holding out his hand, "We gots to go, Joon." 

Namjoon took Jin's hand, intertwining their fingers together as he let himself be dragged along, happily.

"Daddy, what that?" Jungkook said, not giving Jin any time to answer before he dragged him to the tank. 

"This, Kookie, is called a Touch Tank," Jin explained, "People put their hands in and they can the fish. See this fish right here is a stingray, and that one on the rock is a starfish."

"Can touch?" Jungkook asked, big, doe brown eyes, lit up with hopeful excitement. 

"Yeah you can," Jin smiled and nodded. 

Jungkook put his hand in just on the surface and jumped back. He hid his face in his Jin's pants, shaking his head. 

"Hey, hey, what happened?" Jin asked, slowly stroking his hair. 

"Wet." Jungkook pouted, "Scawy. Fishy was moving."

"Do you want daddy to help you?" Jin said, stepping forward, coaxing Jungkook out of his pants, "Come on, we'll do this together, okay?" 

Beside him, Namjoon was explaining the fish to Taehyung who was leaning over to get a better look, with Namjoon's hand securely around his waist. 

"Papa, look! Das Patrick!" Taehyung said excitedly, turning to make sure that Namjoon was looking, "And das a pancake, papa!" 

"Let's go slowly, Kookie," Jin said, holding Jungkook's hand in his.

"Scawy," Jungkook frowned. 

"Daddy's here, baby," Jin said, just touching their hands to the surface of the water, "See, nothing to be scared of." 

"No owie?" Jungkook asked, eyes wide with fear, glossy and big as he looked at Jin for reassurance.

"Daddy's right here, Kookie. Nothing can ever hurt you." Jin said, pressing a kiss onto Jungkook's head, and gently pulling him closer to the Touch Tank. 

Jin slowly lowered their hands into the water, letting Jungkook get used to the feeling of the water first. He could hear giggling and talking excitedly beside them as Namjoon helped him touch the animals. Jin spotted a stingray coming their way and slowly lowered Jungkook's hand with his so they could just brush against the back of the fish. 

"Daddy, daddy, the pancake is here!" Jungkook said excitedly, squirming around as he tried to get closer to the Touch Tank.

"Want to touch it again, baby?" Jin asked. 

"Yes, yes," Jungkook said, nodding, leaning over the Touch Tank. Jin's arm was around his waist to keep him from falling into the tank. 

"Gently, okay?" Jin said, "Like when you touch a puppy in the park." 

"Gentle." Jungkook repeated, eyes on the water, watching the fish swim around. 

Jin lowered their hands again, touching and stroking the stingrays back gently as it swam around the tank. 

"Again! Again!" Jungkook giggled, his two front teeth on display as he grinned, leaning against the barrier on the Touch Tank. 

 


 

 

"And then, and then, and then, the fishie go whoosh on my hand and I touch it! But gently 'cause daddy say so," Jungkook said as he stuffed a fry into his mouth. 

"Eat slowly, darling," Jin said, making Jungkook sit down properly in the booth, but knowing that it wouldn't be of any use. The kids were just too excited, and Jin could let it go this one time. 

"The sharkie too! The sharkie go grr to the fishies and the fishies run and hide!" Taehyung said, nearly jumping on the cushion of the booth. 

"Sit properly, Tae." Namjoon said, pulling Taehyung down. 

"But papa-" 

"Taehyung." Namjoon warned, "You cannot jump on the chair, sweetie, you'll hurt yourself. Now, can you eat, please." 

"Daddy, daddy, will we see more fishies today?" Jungkook asked, hopeful. 

"They're all gone," Jin said. 

"All gone?" Jungkook asked with a pout,  lifting his hands up to look at them as if the fish would reappear, "Go where, daddy?" 

"The fishies went back home to sleep," Jin told them, "They had so much fun with you two that they needed to go home and nap like you have to." 

"When they come back to see Kookie and TaeTae, daddy?" Jungkook asked. 

"Very soon, darling," Jin said, carding his fingers through Jungkook's hair, "Can you finish your chicken and fries before we have to go home?"

"But don't wanna go, daddy," Jungkook said, shaking his head, "Wanna play with TaeTae." 

"You can play after you eat," Jin said, feeding Jungkook a fry, "See Taehyung is eating too, Kookie."

"Taetae wan fry?" Jungkook asked, holding out a fry to Taehyung.

"Thank you." Taehyung said, adding Jungkook's fry to his pile of fries before offering Jungkook another fry, "KooKoo wan fry too?" 

"Thank you." Jungkook said, taking the fry, dipping it in ketchup and eating it. 

"I would have thought that the aquarium would have tuckered them out," Namjoon said, twirling the pasta onto his fork. 

"Honestly, same," Jin sighed, "They have a lot of energy." 

"Can't decide if that's a good thing or not," Namjoon said as he took a bite of his food. 

"We just have very, very active children." 

"But the best," Namjoon added. 

"The best." Jin agreed with a fond smile and affection in his eyes.

"Did you enjoy the day?" 

"Enjoyed the company more," Jin said, smiling at Namjoon, wanting to reach out and hold his hand, but with the children in the middle he couldn't reach that far. So he settled for smiling at him.

"Trying to woo me, Mr Kim?" Namjoon teased, dimples on show. 

"You could say that," Jin said, teasing, before adding, "Sir."

"The kids are still here." Namjoon reminded him. 

"They are, aren't they," Jin said, giggling. 

They settled into a silence, listening to the kids play and babble on about the fish they saw and asking each other if they wanted more fries, even though they both ordered the same thing. 

"This is nice." Jin said. 

"I was thinking the same thing," Namjoon said, leaning back into the red leather of the booth. 

"Joon." 

"Hmm?" 

"What if.." Jin said, trailing off, trying to find the right words to say what he wanted to say. What he's been wanting to say. What he hoped would be the right thing to say. 

"Yeah?" 

"What if we kept doing this.." Jin said, "Hanging out, and going on dates, even taking our children along..." 

Namjoon smiled, "What are you trying to say, Jin?" 

"You know," Jin said, shy, pink dusting his cheeks. 

"Enlighten me." 

"You're going to make me say it, aren't you?" 

"Definitely," Namjoon said with a smirk. "I need to hear the words." 

"Oh my god, I'm changing my mind right now." Jin complained, rolling his eyes. 

"You know you aren't, baby," Namjoon said. 

Jin's cheeks flood with colour, as he cleared his throat, "Anyway-" 

"Say it." 

"Kim Namjoon, you exhausting, amazing man-" 

"I'm ignoring the exhausting part, but continue," Namjoon commented. 

"Will you-" 

"Wait, no!" Namjoon said quickly. 

"What?" Jin asked, face falling. 

"I want to be the one to do it," Namjoon said. 

"Remember what I said about exhausting?" Jin joked, relief flooding his chest.

"Kim Seokjin," Namjoon started. 

"Why do I feel like you're going to get on one knee and propose?" Jin joked. 

"Give it some time, baby, I'll do that too," Namjoon said, winking at him. 

"And here I thought I'd be on my knees for you," Jin teased. 

"Don't test me, baby, especially in front of the kids." Namjoon said, voice low.

"Fine, fine," Jin said, laughing, loud and unabashed, "Please, continue, Mr Kim." 

"Kim Seokjin, will you do me the utmost honour and be my boyfriend?" Namjoon asked. 

"If I say yes, you're going to be stuck with me forever." Jin warned him, a mix of joking and a little bit of fear, "Are you sure you can handle that? I have a lot of baggage." 

"I'll help you carry it," Namjoon said, sincerity shining in his eyes, warmth dripping from his words as he stared in Jin's eyes.

"I'm yours if you're mine, Joon." Jin said, eyes crinkling by its side as he smiled from across the booth at Namjoon. 

"I'm  yours,  Jin. I've been yours for a long time now," Namjoon said, hands itching to touch Jin. 

Jin laughed, "You know, I had this whole thing planned."

"What?" 

"If the family date went well, I had this entire speech prepared and at the end I was going to ask you to be my boyfriend. I rehearsed it like a million times to myself in front of the mirror," Jin laughed, "I was going to tell you all these cheesy things, and then ask you to be my boyfriend." 

"This wasn't what you were expecting, was it?" Namjoon said with a laugh. 

"Not at all," Jin said, shaking his head, "But it's better."

"Is it?" 

"Papa! Papa!" Taehyung called out, tugging at Namjoon's sleeve, two fries hanging from his mouth like a walrus, "I'm a fishie, papa! Look! Look!" 

"Woah, daddy," Jungkook said, looking at Taehyung, eyes wide with awe, "Daddy, TaeTae fishie! Kookie wanna be fishie too!"

This is better, Jin thought to himself. This is much better than anything he could have imagined saying or doing. 

He smiled at Namjoon, stealing a glance for himself, and knew that he wasn't alone anymore. He didn't have to pretend anymore. He could actually be happy and not be scared that something would happen. 

Jin could be happy again. Bad things wouldn't happen this time. He was sure of it.