《Little Bit Of Trouble (Jungkook Fanfic) ✔》S I X T E E N
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I awoke and turned onto my side to face Jungkook, only to find he wasn't there. I sat up and looked around, and he was nowhere to be seen. I stood up and felt the cold morning air caress my bare skin, and it was only then that I realized I was still half naked. I quickly reached down for my formerly discarded clothes and slipped them on. I badly wanted to take a shower, but I figured before I did, I better go find Jungkook. I walked around the house, still groggy and stiff from sleep. I knocked on Jungkook's door and opened it to see he wasn't in his room.
"Baby?" I called out, figuring I was safe with that name, no matter what space he was in.
"MOMMY!" I heard a squeal coming from downstairs. I smiled as I started walking down the stairs only to be swarmed by a giggly Kookie.
"Well good morning, my sweet boy!" I laughed, kissing his cheek.
"Mommy I maded you breakfast." he grinned, pointing to the kitchen.
"You did? That is so sweet of you! I bet it's going to be yummy." I said, peppering his face with kisses. He giggled and wiggled around, his face turning slightly pink. He grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen, and I felt my heart swell. He most have woken up in not in headspace because there was an actual breakfast waiting on the counter with a flower in a bud vase.
"You like it?" he asked, practically bouncing with joy.
"I do! It's so wonderful! Did you eat yet?" I asked, taking his hand in mine. He shook his head and looked at the plate of food longingly. I giggled and pulled out the two bar stools, patting one for him to get up in.
"Here, there is so much food here, there is no way I can eat it all. How about we share breakfast, huh?" I asked, smiling at him and sitting next to him.
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"Ok! Can you feed me?" He giggled his hands folded in his lap patiently. I picked up the fork and loaded a bite onto it before feeding it into his open mouth. He hummed in approval as I took a bite of the french toast, and it was absolutely delicious.
"This is so delicious, Kookie! You did such a good job!" I said, feeding him another forkful. He turned pink as he looked proud of himself, sitting up straighter.
"Thank you." he said through a mouthful of food. We sat there together and finished up the breakfast, feeling absolutely delighted.
"Kookie, I think we both need to wash up, don't you?" I asked, smiling at him as I put the dishes in the dishwasher.
"But it not bathtime." he said, scrunching his forehead up.
"I know baby, but you are dirty and need a bath. I need a bath too." I said, scruffing his hair. He gasped as his eyes got big and he got excited.
"Mommy!! Can you take a bath with me?" he asked, looking positively bright. I was hesitant to say yes, even with all we did last night, because now he was in little space and I had no idea how innocent his mind would actually be.
"What do you say?" I asked, grinning at his eager face.
"Pretty pretty PRETTY PLEASE?" he asked, making his eyes as big as possible.
"My God, you are too cute!!! Argh" I said, kissing his face all over again, making him giggle.
"Mommy, you has to answer!" he said, still giggling.
"Alright baby boy, since you asked so nicely, I will take a bath with you." I smiled.
"YAY!" he squealed, running towards the stairs. He ran up about the first two before I shouted for him.
"AH! Kookie!" I called, making him stop dead in his tracks.
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"What did we say about running on the stairs?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. He gasped and looked down at his socked feet.
"To not to. I sorry mommy, I didn't mean to." he said softly.
"I know baby. It's ok, I just want you to be safe. I don't want you getting hurt. Now let's get you that bath" I smiled. He nodded as the grin started to return, us walking up the stairs. I walked into the bathroom to find him already pulling his shirt over his head, grinning at me. I felt such overwhelming feelings at that moment, not only for the little Kookie that melted me, but the big Jungkook that was just as kind hearted.
"You want a bath bomb?" I asked, starting to fill the bathtub.
"Oooooh! Yes please!" he smiled.
"Here, you pick one out, baby." I said, lowering the basket off of the shelf. He grabbed the purple one that smelled fruity and dropped it into the water. I slipped him out of his boxers and he climbed over the tub, sitting down in the warm water.
"Come in, Mommy!" he said, outstretching his arms to me. I undressed quickly as he watched me. He stared directly at my chest, his mouth slightly parted, and his eyes wide. I saw him look down at his own chest and then back up at mine, making me grin. I climbed in the other side of the tub, lowering down until I was sitting cross legged.
"Mommy..." he said softly, looking down at the water.
"What is it baby?" I asked, leaning over and turning the water off.
"It standing up again." he said, staring down into the water.
"It's ok baby, just ignore it and it will go away. Come here, let me start washing you." I said, grinning. He smiled and turned around, scooting his back up to me. I opened my legs and put one on the outside of each of his hips, as he continued scooting back until he bumped into me. I reached for the clean washcloth and lathered it up, washing his back and body quickly, then rinsing it off.
"Lean that head back, prince." I said as I kissed beside his ear. I saw chills raise up on his skin as he tilted his head back for me. I washed his hair, making sure to spend extra time massaging his scalp since he liked it so much. He scooted his butt forward a little bit and leaned his back into my torso after I rinsed off his hair. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and rocked his torso back and forth slightly while placing soft little kisses on the side of his wet head.
"Mommy?" he asked in a soft voice.
"Hmmm?" I hummed against his head, still rocking him slowly.
"Will you be with me forever?" he asked, sounding extremely relaxed.
"Yes, baby boy, I will be with you forever." I said quietly into his ear.
"Mmmkay, good. I love you." he said, letting out a gentle breath.
"I love you too." I replied, squeezing him slightly. We just relaxed like that for a while until I heard his breathing heavier and his body more pressed into mine. I cuddled him close just enjoying this serene moment, so thankful that I was able to have these moments with him.
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