《Little Bit Of Trouble (Jungkook Fanfic) ✔》F I V E
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I walked into the bathroom to see Kookie sitting on the closed lid of the toilet, humming happily to himself. I started the bath water, making sure it was nice and warm, squirting a little bubble bath in with it. He started taking his shirt off, getting it stuck at one point.
"Mommy, help!" He grunted, making me grin. I loosened it from around his arm and shoulder, sliding it over his head. He grinned at me as I tried very hard not to take in the lines of his lean body. His now bare golden skin almost glowed, making me swallow.
"Do you want me to turn around while you get in the bath?" I asked, as he turned pink.
He nodded, as he started to pull at his pants. I quickly spun around, thankful for his bashfulness. I heard his clothing fall to the floor, followed shortly by the splash of water.
"Ok, Mommy can look now." he said from behind me. I turned to see him sitting in the tub, thankfully the bubbles covering everything that would make it more difficult to do this. I let the water fill up a little more before turning off the faucet, then grabbing the rubber duck and and couple other plastic toys off of the countertop, tossing them in.
"There you go!" I smiled. I sat on the edge of the tub, scooping up a handful of suds and making a beard on him. He giggled as he grabbed some, touching them to my chin as well.
"You look like a big boy with that beard." I giggled, watching his grin get huge as he started wiping at my beard.
"Mommy's pretty." he smiled, turning pink again. I laughed as I grabbed a cup from off the edge of the tub, filling it with water.
"Lean your head back, baby." I smiled. He grinned and leaned back as I wet his hair, emptying the cup a few times. I reached over for the bottle of no tears shampoo and squirted some in my hand. I lathered it through his hair, gently rubbing his scalp with my fingertips and my nails slightly.
"Mmmm feels good Mommy." he groaned, closing his eyes.
"Does my baby boy like this?" I asked, now using both hands to massage his scalp. His face turned bright red as he let out a sigh, shifting in the bathwater.
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"Mhm." he hummed, shivering slightly under my touch. If he was in big space, I would swear he was aroused right now, but I would choose to believe he was innocent at the moment, especially with his body hidden behind the bubbles. I smiled as I kept one hand to support his head, while I rinsed out his hair. He lifted his head when I was finished, looking around and grabbing the conditioner bottle, handing it to me.
"That next, Mommy." he said, grinning. I squirted a little in my hand and rubbed it through his hair, him letting out little moans of appreciation again. After rinsing it out, I got a wash cloth and soaped it up with coconut scented body wash. I started rubbing his back as he sighed, and hummed in contentment. I swallowed as I washed up over his shoulders, neck, arms and worked my way to his firm chest and abdomen.
"Tickles Mommy." he giggled as I washed his stomach and sides, squirming around in the water until he splashed some at me. I gasped and sat back, the front of my shirt now completely soaked.
"Kookie!" I scolded, pulling my wet shirt away from my skin, only to have it stick back again. His eyes got wide as he bit his lip.
"I sorry." he said in a soft tone, looking down.
"It's ok, just don't do that next time." I said, splashing him back. He giggled and started grabbing at my hands. I tickled at his sides, making him squeal in laughter.
"S-stop Mommy! C-an't breathe!" he laughed, tears pricking the corner of his eyes. I stopped tickling him and kissed his forehead, making him blush pink. I felt my face go red as I couldn't help but notice that most of the bubbles had dissipated at this point.
"Here. Do you want to finish washing?" I asked, holding out the wash cloth. He nodded and took it, much to my relief, as I turned to get some fresh, fluffy towels off of the shelf.
"All done!" he shouted, dropping the washcloth into the water. I turned to see him still sitting, his bottom half thankfully in the water. I bent down and pulled the plug in the drain to hear him screech. He stood and launched from the tub into my arms, whimpering.
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"What is it, Kookie? Are you alright?" I asked, trying very hard not to focus on the fact that there was a very naked man against me.
"You has to wait until I out of the water! It coulda sucked me in the drain!" he whined, clinging tightly to me.
"Ok, ok. I'm sorry, Kookie, I didn't know." I said as I wrapped the towel around his back, patting him.
"You has to wait." he repeated, whimpering. I could feel his body trembling, unsure if it was from the cold or if he genuinely allowed himself to become frightened in little space by something so trivial.
"Shhhh, it's ok baby boy. I got you. Come on, let's get you dry and into some pjs, ok?" I said softly kissing his cheek. He nodded and pulled back as I wrapped the towel all the way around him, making sure not to look down. He put the towel around his lower body and sat back on the toilet lid, letting me dry his hair off with another towel. We walked out of the bathroom and he ran into his room to change. He appeared again in a few minutes with a pair of boxer shorts and a baggy, oversized t-shirt exposing his collar bones and a bit of his chest slightly.
"Mommy, can you tuck me in?" he asked, as he pulled a stuffed bunny that I didn't notice at first close to his chest.
"Of course. I tell you what, why don't you relax on Mommy's bed with your bunny while I go take a quick shower? Then when I come out, I will tuck you in and read you a bedtime story. Sound good?" I asked, smiling at him. He nodded and rubbed his eye, as he took my hand and I led him into my room. He climbed up onto my bed and laid down, allowing me to cover him. I turned the tv on to some cartoons and set the remote next to him.
"Mommy, be quick ok?" he asked, snuggling with his stuffie.
"I'll be quick. Promise." I said, kissing his cheek. He grinned and turned pink again, giggling slightly. I grabbed some pjs of my own, and rushed through a shower. When I came out from the bathroom, he was curled up, almost completely asleep. I walked over and climbed up on my side of the bed, running my hand through his hair.
"Do you still want me to tuck you in, baby boy?" I asked softly. He grunted and stretched out his hand for me.
"I sleepy." he grumbled, nuzzling into the pillow more.
"I know, baby. You want to get in bed?" I asked, kissing his forehead.
"Mmmm no. Wanna stay here." he said, letting out a little sigh. I smiled and got up out of bed turning the TV off and, clicking off the light. He whimpered immediately, calling out to me.
"What is it?" I asked as I got back to my bed.
"Is dark. It's scary." he whimpered.
"Ok, let me get a lamp on, ok?" I replied. I scurried over to the far corner of the room and turned on the tiny table lamp, barely illuminating the darkness. I walked back over and swallowed as I climbed in my side of the bed, getting under the covers.
"Can Mommy sing to me?" he asked in a very sleepy voice.
"Mommy isn't very good at singing, but I will hum to you." I said, laying on my side, facing him. He looked up at me with his large eyes, nodding. I stroked his hair softly while humming to him quietly. He smiled and closed his eyes, cuddling closer into me.
"Night night Mommy." he said, resting his head against my shoulder.
"Goodnight sweetie."I replied, kissing his head. It was only mere minutes before I heard soft snores coming from him, making me smile. I heard my phone ding, making me look over at it on the nightstand.
I giggled as I shook my head and turned off my phone, and closed my eyes, quickly falling asleep to the sound of Jungkook's snores.
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