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📍Summary: Jungkook demands to be babied and you pamper him like your precious baby he is.

📍Word count: 3.1 k words

📍Warnings: pampering, baby koobie, bathtub, lavender oil massage, jealous koobie, he calls her 'mommy' but only in a playful way.

*This is a work of fiction*

A better summary of this chapter lol:

"Ah finally!" you heaved a sigh of relief after getting comfy under the covers. Your back rested against the headboard as you did your happy dance. Finally making out time to read your favourite book. The hello kitty bookmark celebrated your long overdue achievement.

Your Cinnamoroll-manicured nails tapped in anticipation against the hardcover. And just as you were about to open the gates to your fantasy, the bedroom door creaked open.

Your buff boyfriend stood at the door frame with droopy shoulders and puffy bread cheeks. Caramel beanie crowning his luscious locks. Bangs resting on his honey doe eyes, as his lush eyelashes fluttered in a sassy yet demure beat.

Barefooted and clad in his white oversized tee and grey sweats, he trudged like a coy rabbit towards you. His invisible bunny ears now all flopped under his beanie. As if patiently waiting for you to caress them.

He hopped onto the nest of your tummy and cushiony thighs, flopping all over you. His head was now nestled in the valley of your delicate bosoms. And his torso was pancake between your beautiful legs. All this, as he snuggled himself comfy in his personal cuddle puddle which was you.

He was unusually reticent. His lips were held in a cherubic, plump pout and his arms cocooned behind your back, trying to ingrain himself in your flesh.

"Koobie?" you cooed, now resting your book beside your lap on the mattress. Funneling all your devout attention to him.

No answer.

Just soft snuffles of air that escaped his tiny, heart carved nostrils.

He nuzzled his soft bunny nose further between your (and his) personal pillows. Sniffing your soporific scent and planting butterflies on your décolletage. Perhaps mutely trying to convey his plight to you. His movements were languorous yet desperate. And he continued to cling onto you like a baby koala.

You drew your phalanges up his silky nape, tantalisingly dragging your tender touches into his luscious locks. Slithering your hands to scratch his coconut head, slipping the beanie off him and revealing his tousled, silky hair. Your pleasant grip only elicited mewls from him. He wriggled in ecstasy under your touch, purring like a loyal feline in your lap. All sentient and submissive.

"Is my Koobie tired, hmm? Had a long day my baby bun?" your sweet voice dripped like honey from comb as you tried to solace your beloved who was seemingly distressed and needed your soothing attention.

"Bun" he cried as he craned his neck to sparkle his honey pools at you. Nudging your pulse with his nose, scenting you to gauge some tranquility.

Your boyfriend was stressed. You immediately understood. The telepathy of your hearts, beating in sync, always communicated their soulmate's suffering.

Their strings were connected like the ends of a tin can telephone. Through which, your inner child communicated with one another, sharing its deepest secrets with its soulmate.

On days when life would be a little hard or he would be in a stew, Jungkook always found his abode in your arms and chose to melt in the warmth of your embrace. Actions spoke louder than words for your beloved, whose love language was also physical touch.

"My Koobie wants to be pampered? Need my kisses and cuddles hmm, my baby bun?" you rewarded him with enrapturing back scratches. Your manicured nails, already slipping under his shirt and drawing hearts over his spine. To lull him in the blanket of your affection.

"Mommy!" he cried and rested his chin on your bosoms, eyeing you from below. The ducky lips all plumped up for you to smooch his worries away. Eyes glistening with need and devotion.

"Oh my god Koobie, please don't call me that, bunny" you combed his bangs away from his handsome forehead to chide him playfully.

"Why? You call me daddy all the time, Bun. It's not fair. Just yesterday you were screaming daddy while I was-" Jungkook raised his head from your chest in protest, the pout now gracing his fluffy face for a different yet valid reason.

Before he could continue his indecent speech further, you kissed his pout away.

"Shh. That's different baby! You know that, gosh you're so cheeky." your cheeks heated in a cherry blush, reminiscing the heated session.

"It's not different. You call me Daddy and I call you Mommy when I want to be babied. Baby me! I want to be pampered. Cuddle and nurture me like I am your baby!" he whined and wrapped your body in a viper grip, kissing the valley of your chest. Growing all grumpy and needy.

You giggled at his cute behaviour which was nothing new to you. As much as you loved being treated like a princess who was always cradled and cosseted in his burly arms, you also loved babying him and coddling him with the same amount of care and affection when he needed it the most. This was the way you two recharged the batteries of each other's souls, thriving off the symbiosis of your love.

"Aw so my Kooboobie wants to be babied huh? Come here my baby. My good baby boy. The best." you cupped his fluffy cheeks and smeared them in your strawberry chapstick. While he closed his eyes, loving the sprinkles of wet kisses he was getting showered with.

"I love you Bun. So much" he sighed blissfully, now reciprocating your kisses by nibbling on your neck, tickling you.

"Love you too my Koobie. Do you want me to run a bath for you, bub? I'll wash your hair and get you all fresh. Does it sound good my baby?" you tugged his scrumptious locks off your neck so he could focus on you. Now massaging his knotted shoulders to release his tension.

"Mmh yerm. Wan' be showered and bathed. Can you use your vanilla scrub too baby? Wanna smell like you" he bit his lips, holding in his exuberance. His tattooed fingers now interlocked with yours.

"Of course my love, come let's go hmm?" you said, now settling upwards, while he still rested his entire weight on you. Not moving an inch. Being too dopey and delirious.

"Koobie. Baby, as much as I want to carry you in my arms like a baby, you know we can't do that bub. You're too heavy, my muscle bunny. And my arms are like french fries" you patted his buttcheeks and kissed his nose. The praise fuelled his movements as he instantly sprawled up like a boisterous bunny and raised his arms up.

"Undress me" he surrendered, diligently adhering to the skit of being babied like a newborn.

"God. You're lucky you're so adorable and handsome" you pinched your nose dramatically and slipped off the shirt off his rippling torso. His manly choco chip pecs greeting you, and igniting your reflexes like motor memory.

"That I am" he smirked haughtily, catching you red handed.

"Go on baby, don't be shy. They're yours" he flexed his curved cushions so that you could squish them and relieve your stress too.

Jungkook knew how obsessed you were with his pecs, hence he always allowed you to play with them to cheer your mood.

The road to permission went both ways though.

He drew his large hand over yours, guiding them to fondle his cherished possessions. You surrendered at the speed of light and gave them an affectionate squeeze, exuding a hum from your cocky man.

"Good girl, now tug these off baby." he pecked a praise on your cheek, and exhorted you to do away with the rest of his garments.

"Koobie, I thought you wanted to be the baby? Only I get to call you a good boy. And you'll be a very bad boy if you don't listen to me. Am I understood?" you snapped the elastic against his svelte waist and drew his chin by your fingertip to assert dominance.

Gosh he sure was loving this. As he only bit his lip to inspect you from top to bottom like some bad boy who needs to be disciplined.

"I'll be a very good boy, Mommy"

You both stared deep into each other's mischievous eyes, the hot tension dissipating into thin air and turning into a fit.

A fit of laughter that escaped both of your chests.

"Gosh, we've become quite good at this, Koobie" you chortled and he joined you.

"Of course we have bun" he winked.

You patted his pecs one each in jest and stood up to literally tow him to the bathroom By tugging the drawstrings of his sweatpants. And your meek bunny obliged, bashfully.

"Easy mommy" he giggled playing into the skit.

You two entered the bathroom and you stood in front of the bathtub. Making sure the water is just the right temperature by dipping your elbow. Your baby's skin was sensitive after all.

"Koobie, which scent you'd like for the bath hmm? Lavender or Rose?" you tippy toed to get the bath bombs from the cupboard where you kept all your essentials.

You didn't realise that your baby was now standing in his neonatal glory, in his birthday suit. The boxers were long forgotten and tossed in the laundry basket.

As you struggled to reach for the cupboard high up, he snaked his veiny, inked arms around your tummy.

He bestowed you with his feathery kisses on your neck and nosed your collar bones.

"Your scent. I want it to smell like you, bun"

He teased as if already planning to lift you up in his herculean arms and ferry you to the waters like his most cherished bath bomb.

"Koobie, behave. Be a good boy. You'll get your reward if you're good, my baby" you patted his head and kissed his cheek. Already ushering him in the water after tossing the lavender scented bath bomb.

You decided to sit on a stool beside the edge of the tub to clean him up. Besides, you had already showered before, so your sole focus was to give your baby his much needed spa.

"Reward? Yes wan'reward. Me a good boy." his brown eyes glittered as he splashed the water around in excitement. Chirping in his cute voice to win brownie points from you.

"Yes baby, the reward would be very pleasuring. If my Koobie acts well, he'll get his reward." you kissed his nose as it crinkled, his cheeks turning pink at the praise.

You then proceeded to give your boyfriend a soothing bath. Your touch being the tenderest, as if he was made of porcelain. You lathered up the body wash over his sculpted muscles, caressing him to relax and lull him into a nirvanic bliss.

Your baby deserved to be nurtured like this.

"Bun it's so good. Gosh I love you baby" he sighed as he sank deeper in the perfumed waters. The aromatic scent along with your supple touches made him literally nap like a bee in a flower. Making him forget about all his worldly responsibilities.

"You like it Koobie? Aww I'll make sure to pamper you like this often. My baby deserves it" you drew a frothy moustache and beard over his chin. The pure playfulness making his heart leap out of his chest to cuddle yours.

"I am Santa Claus now huh? What does my good girl want for Christmas hm? Ho Ho Ho" he imitated in the old, hoarse voice, causing the bubbles to blow out of his mouth.

"My Koobie Klaus is so adorable. Gosh baby, why you're so cute!" you washed off the foam and applied a face mask on his dewy, glossy skin. Reining in the inexorable urge to smooch his plump lips.

"Cause I am your Koobie"

You smiled and continued to wash off the suds of soap from his body. The water, now illuminating his muscles and almost enticing a drool from the corner of your mouth.

"Baby, your pecs are so squishy, it sucks cause they seem even bigger than mine" you quipped and pouted. Making sure to chip in a light squeeze to his assets as well.

"Aye Bun. The girls are just perfect. Dare you insult my favourite pillows like that." he blew air kisses to your bosoms. As if whispering to them that they're the best and most beautiful in the whole wide world.

"You're so cheeky and dorky baby" you turned the hand shower off after making sure your bunny was fully burnished and squeaky clean.

"Come on baby, it's time to get dried up" you sang like a lullaby, fetching the towels to swaddle your baby.

"Bun, wanna stay in more" he pouted, making little waves in the water from his cute behaviour.

"Uh-uh baby, you'll get all wrinkly fingers, now come on. Don't you want your reward hmm Koobie?" you said while taking off his face mask.

Without listening to him any further, you enveloped his little coconut head in the fleecy cloth. Massaging and tapping to absorb all the tiny droplets of water that were dribbling off the ends of his silky threads.

"Bun but mmph-" his voice got muffled by your drying spree and he decided to surrender to his beloved lady.

"Good boy. Now come fast, we don't want the floor to be wet" he stood up, towering your figure. Being all wicked and smirking as he tried to entice you in the incantation of his physical form. The latter looking extra delicious after being drenched in the scented waters.

"Baby" he spoke vying for your attention.

"Yes?"

"Gimme a good boy kiss."

"Koobie"

"Come on bun, just one."

Sighing you kissed his cheeks one each and gave a lightest peck on his ducky lips. Only igniting his neediness further.

"Aye! Baby want more. That was not a kiss!"

You smacked his butt lightly to push him towards your bedroom and get him moving.

He was dilly-dallying with his goofy antics. And you wanted nothing more than coddling and cuddling him in bed.

"Get movin' bunny"

He scurried towards the bed anticipating his reward. While you geared his motion from behind, guiding him with a grip on his broad shoulders.

He sat on the mattress with a bounce. All giddy and excited for the next part of his pampering itinerary.

However, seeing you leave for the bathroom again got him confused.

"Where you're going Bun, what about my reward? I have been a very good boy!" he held your wrists in both hands and made his puppy face to you. Using his characteristic mellow voice which always had you putty in his hands.

"I am bringing your reward, my baby. Just wait a sec hm?" you cupped his cheeks and went inside. Leaving your fluffy bunny wrapped in his bathrobe and crispy, dewy hair.

"Ta-da! Here's your reward my good boy!"

Befuddled, his eyes landed on the small glass bottle in your hands, the latter encasing some viscous fluid.

"Here's your reward, for being a good bunny my Koobie! A lavender oil massage!" you squealed in excitement, being all skippy in your gait as your hands proceeded to get his bathrobe off.

"Oh" was all he spoke, feeling a little disappointed.

"But baby-"

"No buts, now go on, lay like a good baby for me hmm?" you instructed as you got rid off the robe and put on his boxers on him with alacrity.

Things happened so fast and within a few seconds, Jungkook was lying on his tummy, and you were straddling his herculean, honey back.

"Good boy, now relax baby. Let your muscles loose for me hm?" you offered him your Cooky pillow to rest his head on. His veiny arms snaked underneath the cushion as he waited for your pleasuring service.

"Just a tad bit amount and here we go" you drizzled the oil in a cute heart pattern on the canvas of his back, giggling at your artwork.

And then your tiny hands commenced to knead his muscles like you were making your favourite banana bread.

"Oh yes baby- there wow. You're so good at this bun" Jungkook purred blissful sighs and mewls as if hypnotised by the magic of your touch.

"Here baby? God, you're muscles are all knotted up Koobie. My poor baby works so hard" you kissed his spine, cooing the sweetest nothings. Pummeling and caressing his shoulders as he groaned and grunted, fueling your ministrations

"Mommy, love it so much. Love you so much ugh" he cried as you scratched his nape, drawing leisurely eights on the crown of his tousled head.

He was so besotted that he even failed to notice your fur baby dragging his freshly clipped paws across the bedroom floor. Pouncing up the mattress to join his parents.

"Oh Bam, bub." you cheered as the Doberman wagged his tail, vying for attention from you. He lapped your calves that were settled on either ends of your boyfriend's handsome waist.

"Ya Bam, mommy is mine now. Go play with your toys. I am the baby number one right now!" Jungkook averted his head, now raised up on his elbows to berate his child.

"Aye Koobie. Aw Bammie give mommy a few minutes hm? Then we'll go for a walk outside hm?" you scratched his fleecy ears, in the same motions you did for Jungkook. And the action only caused your 'baby number one' to sulk further.

"Baby! It's my time now. Pay attention to me Bun. This ain't fair." Jungkook whined in his baby voice and pulled in Bam to lie next to him. So that he massages Bam and only you massage him.

"Oh my god. Okay. Okay. We're almost done, Koobie. I don't want you to get too spoiled." you lightly smacked his thigh and continued with your work. Now pressing and kneading his thighs and legs.

As time ticked by, your bunny became silent. He was no longer mewling in ecstasy, rather soft breathing and sound of air conditioner were the only noise in the room.

Even Bam had dozed off to his dreamland, all rolled up like a chocolate roll beside his daddy.

"Koobie. We're done baby. Now come here and let's cuddle. Then we can take Bam outside" you tightened the cap of the oil bottle, getting off his back.

"Koobie?"

No answer.

You then peeked over his head, to find his bread cheeks squished up against the pink pillow, drool escaping his ajar lips.

"My baby must be tired. Sleep well my baby Koobie" you whispered to yourself. Smiling, as the sight of your two precious babies warmed up your chest.

You kissed his forehead and pulled the blanket over him and Bam.

"And you too, my baby Bam" you pecked your fur baby too and decided to let your babies sleep peacefully.

You turned the lights off and just as you were about to leave the room, you heard some incoherent mumble.

"I will always be your number one baby, Bun"

He will always be your baby.

Koobie.

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