A DAY IN KOOKIE X CUPCAKE HOUSE

you can't help but frowned at the thought of jungkook who was buzy the whole week in the studio, producing songs for a newly debuted male idol group.

once jungkook decided to retire from being an idol, he landed a job in BigHit as a music producer alongside his teammates, Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon, while the others pursue their acting career.

you were proud of him, since he's gotten his dream job, and pursue what he loves to do. the problem is, he works to much. perfection, that is what he aims, all the time, since he is what they called golden!

you wondered if he did get a proper meal, or sleep. sometimes, when it gets to late, you told him to stay and sleep at the studio, since it would be tiring for him to drive back home.

there are times, you went to his studio, bringing him food, new clothes for him.

you wished that he took a few days of leave, spending time with you at him, along with your three year old son, jiminie, and eight month old daughter, lynnie.

"hey cupcake? i'm home!" jungkook yelled before you heard the main door slamming shut.

"your appa is home!" you squealed quietly, afraid that your baby girl going to be awake.

"i'm in the room!" you yelled from the master bedroom overlooking the baby cot, where your eight months old baby who was sleeping peacefully. you were smiling looking at your precious little girl, when your heard footsteps getting louder as it gets nearer to the room.

you turned on your heels, looking at jungkook who was panting. you gave him a poker face, while your heart were bursting with joy seeing him, in front of you.

"cupcake, where's my hug and kisses?"

"no hugs and no kisses for you, mister. i'm mad at you."

"oh? why is my cupcake mad at me?"

you shrugged while turning your back facing him. you walked to the baby cot, looking at your baby girl.
you felt arms, snaking around your waist. next thing you know, a pair of lips smooching your cheeks, before his chin rested on your shoulder.

"tell me, cupcake, why are you mad?"

"two weeks. two weeks of not coming home and now you are home." you exhaled deeply.

"i'm sorry, my cupcake. i've finished producing new songs. i heard from eomma you aren't feeling well. i feel bad, you know. why aren't you resting?"

"i am tired of resting, laying down on the bed, when there are so much things to do." he pulled away from you, before turning you to face him. he cupped your cheeks with his hands, "no, don't be stubborn, now let's rest. she's asleep, and i need my rest too."

he dragged you to bed, opening the duvet for you before struttering to the adjoining bathroom. soon after, he's freshened up himself, he walked to the bed, lifting the blanket enough for him to join you. he pulled you towards his chest, resting his chin on too of your head.

"i don't want to get close to you. you'll get sick!"

"i don't care, if i can take the sickness from you i will." he said, kissing your forehead.

"how are you going to go to work tomorrow if you are sick?"

"i have two weeks off from work, my cupcake. i've asked for leave from Bang PD since i've finishied producing the song. let's rest now okay?" he mumbled sleepily. seconds after, he was sleeping like a baby. you traced his face softly, afraid that you might woke him up. you were smiling, looking at his face, where your baby girl, lynnie, also resembles him while sleeping. you did not realised it, but soon after, you too, were fast asleep, engulfed in his embrace.

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you woke up suddenly by the cries of your baby girl. you wanted to get out from the bed, when a weight held you down.

"kookie, our girl is crying."

"just rest, i'll go get her."

"she wants her milk. she's hungry."

"i'll go and reheat her milk." you nodded as he dashed out from the room. you picked your baby girl out from her cot, and tried to cheer and stop her from crying. she was happy that her mother was there, cheering her up. she began squirming happily in you arms, and squealing loudly.

"come on, baby, say mama!" you cooed.

"muh ma" she mimicked followed by a loud shrieked from her. you can't contain your happiness that you let out a loud screamed. the next minute, you saw your husband appeared at the door panting.

"what? what happened?"

"she said her first word! i am so excited!"

"awe, my baby girl. say da-da now!" jungkook cooed.

"maaa!" she let out her highest baby pitch, while kicking and punching the air with her chubby arms and legs.

"sorry kookie, i won! awe, my baby girl is so active today. you must be excited that your father is here today, aren't you? you must be hungry now right?"

"i think so too." jungkook said.

"aren't you forgetting something kookie?" you smirked. jungkook looked at you, wondering.

"the milk?"

"milk?"

"ugh! hold her, i'll go and get the milk!" you handed lynnie to him, before stomping out of the room to the kitchen. as you reached the kitchen, you heard footsteps running towards your direction.

"i'm sorry, again. but let me do it. i promised earlier."

"jungkook, how can you run, holding her?!" you snapped angrily at him. "she might fall from your hold, while running."

"no. you know i'm strong enough to take care my little family?" he said, walking closer towards you, whilst still holding your baby girl.

"he touched this." he pulled your hands to touch his stomach. "trace my abs, i did my workout, so i am strong enough to hold my baby." you felt your body getting hotter and blush creeping to your cheeks.

"stop it kookie. don't be to cheeky!" you whisper- yelled at him. "jiminie's going to be home soon." he pulled you as he snaked his arm around your shoulders. he then pressed his lips against your forehead.

"talk about jiminie, i hope you are able to come to meet his teacher tomorrow. i told you about it yesterday. you don't want your boy to be mad at you like last time." you warned.

"tomorrow? why? why do we have to meet the teacher?" he asked innocently. you rolled your eyes at him, facepalming at his blurness.

"ugh, jungkook!"