I ran a warm bath with extra bubbles as I helped Jungkook out of his dirtied clothes and into the warm water. He quickly changed his demeanor from looking defeated to giggling and happy while playing with his bubbles. I smiled at him as he blew bubbles from off of his hand at me, making them litter my hair and face.

"You silly little goose." I giggled, tickling his exposed stomach. He squealed and giggled loudly, making me just want to squeeze him. Thankfully, he was willing to wash himself, but I still had to help dry him off, which made me think so many inappropriate things. After he finished, I sat him back on my bed, playing cartoons for him while I took a quick shower as well. As I got out of the shower and reached for the towel I let out a surpised shriek to see Jungkook sitting cross legged on the floor, holding his bunny. He looked at me wide-eyed, his face turning redder than I had ever seen it.

"I-I sorry Mommy! I scare you?" he asked, chewing on his lip.

"Yes baby, you startled me!" I said as I grabbed the towel and quickly wrapped it around myself. His lip jutted out a little bit as he squeezed his bunny tighter to him.

"Didn't meant to scare you." he mumbled, looking up at me with big eyes, still blushing furiously.

"It's ok baby. Just next time, make sure to knock on the door so I know that you need me, ok?" I said, tucking the towel so it would stay. He nodded and wiggled in place.

"Mommy, I want cuddles." he said, his lip still stuck out in the cutest pout.

"Alright baby. Let me get dressed and we will go cuddle, ok?" I asked, offering him my hand. He nodded and stood up, taking my hand. We walked out into the room and climbed on the bed, nuzzling his bunny. I walked into the closet and started to get dressed until I heard him calling for me. I put on a baggy shirt as well as some jersey shorts since I didn't plan on going anywhere today.

"You ready to go down and cuddle on the couch?" I asked, holding out my hand. He took my hand and followed me out of the room and down the stairs until I sat on the couch. He straddled my lap and rested his head on my shoulder as I turned the channel to a nature show.

"Mommy can I ask you somthin?" he asked, chewing on the collar of his shirt. I pulled the shirt out of his mouth and ran my finger over the back of his smooth cheek.

"Don't chew on your shirt, baby, and of course you can." I smiled, very gently pinching his little round cheek.

"How comes you has a different private?" he asked, hiding his head in my neck. Oh good God. We had to have this conversation...seriously? 

"Well, cause Mommy is a girl, and you are a boy." I said, swallowing. He nodded and went to chew on his shirt again. I pulled it from his hands, giving him a look.

"Are you wanting something to chew on baby? Are you hungry?" I asked, kissing his cheeks between questions. He giggled and nodded.

"Yeah, I hungry now." he sighed.

"Our pancakes will need to be reheated but, do you still want them?" I asked, as he leaned back and looked at me, pink on his cheeks.

"Mhm." he nodded, giving me a kiss on my cheek. I smiled and squished his cheecks in my hands.

"Ok, my prince, let's eat." I said, patting his leg. He got up and followed me into the kitchen as I started reheating the pancakes. I got out the strawberries and whip cream to go on top, and helped him to the dining room chair. I brought all the things out and he gasped and giggled when he saw the toppings for his pancake.

"Can I has both?" he asked, looking at the sliced strawberries and can of whip cream. I nodded as he smiled and started making a smiley face pattern out of strawberries on his pancake. I smiled as I shook the can, getting it ready for him. He watched me for a moment before making grabby hands at it.

"What do you say?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.

"Uhm, please." he smiled, his eyes twinkling.

"Good boy." I replied, handing him the can. He aimed it and pressed wrong at first, making it spurt out all over the place.

"Uh-oh!" he whined, holding out his hand now covered in whip cream. He had little flecks of it on his cheeks and nose, even a few spots in his hair.

"It's alright, sweetie. Here, look." I said, grabbing his hand. I took his finger and put it in my mouth, sucking it and pulling it out clean. He giggled at first but his eyes got big as he stared at me, his lips slightly parted.

"Mommy, I has some on this finger too." he said, wiggling his middle finger. I nodded and licked the whip cream off the top of it while he got flushed. I then looked at his face and the realization of what I just did hit me. I flushed as well, dropping his hand and grabbing a paper towel.

"I'm sorry baby. Here, let me clean you off." I smiled sweetly. He swallowed and nodded, as I gently removed the whip cream off the rest of his hands with the paper towel and got the few dots in his hair and nose.

"Is I all clean?" he asked, looking around on his hands and arms for more mess.

"Uh-oh." I said, in a serious tone. His eyes widened even more as he looked up at me, worry furrowing his brow.

"What uh-oh, Mommy?" he asked, biting his lip.

"I missed a spot. I guess I have to get it off another way."I grinned, leaning over. I kissed his cheek with a bunch of little pecks, getting the tiny spots off of his cheek. He broke into a fit of giggles, wiggling around in his seat.

"I like Mommy's kisses." he smiled.

"I like giving you kisses, baby boy." I grinned, messing up his hair. I started cutting his pancake with a fork before handing it to him. He kissed my cheek, grinning and giggling as he took the fork.

"I like kissing Mommy too." he smiled, turning pink with embarrassment.

"Mmm, I like your kisses so much, cutie." I replied, winking at him. He grinned and took a mouthful of pancake, wiggling in joy in his seat.

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