《Little Bit Of Trouble (Jungkook Fanfic) ✔》T W E N T Y - T W O
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I swallowed and put my phone in my pocket, taking a deep breath.
"Ok boys, I have to talk to you for a second, ok?" I said, crossing my legs and twisting to face them completely. They stopped wrestling and all sat there looking at me.
"What you needs to ask, Mommy?" Kookie asked, looking at me bright eyed and smiley. I was so relieved to see him feeling better and more like himself again.
"Ok, your daddies said that you can have bathtime, but we have to make some special rules since they can't be there." I started. They all looked exicted and Tae clapped, giving me a smile.
"What we have to do?" Jiminie asked, playing with his fingers.
"Well, I am going to go start the water. When it is good and ready, I will have you boys go in the bathroom and I will turn around so you all can get undressed and in the water. Let's just start there, ok?" I said, smiling at all the happy faces.
"Ok! Let's go, Noona!" Jinnie said, standing up with a big smile. I led all of them to the bathroom and started the water, letting them agree on a bath bomb color, which took all of five minutes.
"Does anyone need to potty before they get in?" I asked, looking from little to little. Jinnie raised his hand as I turned around so he could use the bathroom. I felt so anxious, and I didn't know why, but I tried to push those feelings aside and view them as the sweet littles they were...sweet and innocent.
"Noona, I'm all done." Jinnie said, flushing the toilet.
"Ok, well now that I am turned around already, you boys go ahead and get undressed and in the water." I instructed. I heard clothes dropping one by one and fits of giggles from them as they got in the water. I turned around to see Kookie still standing there dressed.
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"Kookie, don't you want to take a bath?" I asked, giving him a smile.
"Mommy has to undress me." he said, blushing slightly. I think he wanted to be treated differently than everyone else by me, and he had that right since I was his caregiver. I nodded and lifted his shirt over his head, blowing a raspberry on his stomach and making him giggle loudly.
"It sounded like Kookie farted!" Jinnie giggled, covering his mouth. That caused the rest of them to laugh even more as I finished undressing Kookie and helped him in the tub. I made bubble beards on all of them and took a picture, sending it to the group chat.
"Noona, can you wash my hairs again?" Jiminie asked, holding out the cup.
"Kookie, since there are no daddies to help tonight, can I was everyone's hair?" I asked him, as he looked up at me. He gave me a sweet smile and nodded.
"If Mommy gives me kisses." he said, puckering up his lips, making me chuckle. I leaned down and pecked his lips softly a few times before standing back up. I sat on the edge of the tub near Jimin and washed his hair, him relaxing and smiling.
"Thank you, Noona." he said softly.
"You're welcome, sweetie." I said, patting the top of his head. I then scooted down to Taetae, washing his hair and massaging his scalp. As I reached Jinnie and was finishing rinsing out his hair, I heard Jiminie gasp.
"Taetae no! You not apposed to do that! You not apposed to touch my special place!" Jimin said loudly. I looked over to see him looking at Taehyung with a mean glare.
"I didn't mean to!" Tae said, his eyes wide, both hands drawn up to his chest.
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"I gonna tell daddy!" Jimin said, bunching his legs up.
"No! Please don't tell! I really not mean to! I trying to find my toy. Please, Jiminie!! Uncle Yoongi and Daddy get mad at me and I gets punished!" Tae said, his eyes getting big as his lip started to quiver and tears brimmed his eyes.
"Hey, hey. Tae it's ok. Jiminie, I'm sure Tae didn't mean to touch you. Do you feel any toys around you?" I asked, looking at Jimin as Tae leaned his forehead against my thigh, sniffling. Jimin felt his hands around the water and his mouth opened in surprise as his hand brought up a toy crocodile.
"Is this it?" Jiminie asked, holding it out to TaeTae. Tae nodded slowly, still looking apprehensive.
"See? He just wanted his crocodile. TaeTae didn't mean it, ok?" I said softly, trying to calm Tae by patting the back of his head gently. Jimin nodded and handed Tae his toy, giving him a big smile.
"It ok, TaeTae. Is all better". Jimin smiled. Tae wiped his eyes on the back of his hand before breaking out into a little smile.
"Thank you Jiminie. I love you." Tae said, smiling sweetly.
"Love you too!" Jimin giggled. I scooted down to Kookie who sat there pouting slightly.
"Mommy, did you forgetted about me?" he asked sadly.
"Of course not, baby. I could never forget about you." I smiled, kissing his forehead. He grinned and leaned his head back as I poured water over it. I spent a good amount of time washing his hair as the other three played in the water and washed themselves. When we finished I laid their stack of towels out and turned around as they one by one got out of the bathtub. I led them all to Jimin's room and let them all get dressed, afterward tucking them all in and reading a bedtime story. Before long, they were all passed out, except Kookie.
"Mommy, I no wants you to go. Stay with me." he said, reaching his arms out. I sighed and figured I would amuse him and stay until he fell asleep. I climbed on the floor beside him, laying on my side, facing him. He scooted into me and rested his head against my chest, letting out a hum of contentment.
"Night night, Mommy." he said through a yawn.
"Goodnight baby boy. Sleep good." I said, softing his hair. Though my intent was to let him fall asleep and go to my bed once that had happend, I found myself quickly falling asleep cuddled next to him.
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