Jungkook's pov

As a subtle vibration started against my leg, I looked up at my captain, wondering what he would do to me if I pulled out my cell phone and checked my incoming message. No doubt he would be seriously pissed if I got caught not listening to his briefing about the raid tomorrow.

Unable to resist peeking to see if it was from Sang-hoon, Sang-hyun, or whatever the guy's name was I was supposed to be taking out tonight, I pulled my phone out and took a sneaky look beneath the desk. I already knew that even if I got caught I wouldn't be taken off point for the operation tomorrow. I was the best sharpshooter he had, so that afforded me a little leniency.

But instead of seeing a message from my date for the night, there were two picture messages from my best friend, Min Yoongi. As I opened the first one, I was greeted by a cute little scrunched-up and messy-looking baby. My eyes widened as my breath caught in my throat. A moronic grin slipped onto my face as I scrolled to the next message. I saw Yoongi Hyung's wife/husband, Jimin, holding the baby and smiling proudly. The message underneath read:

'Chim and baby Sehun both doing great

"Oh, shit yeah!" I shouted excitedly, forgetting where I was as I leaped from my seat and pumped the air with one fist in celebration.

"Jeon Jungkook, what the hell do you think you're doing interrupting my briefing?" Captain Eunwoo snapped as all eyes in the room turned to me.

I swallowed, shifting on my feet. "Yoongi hyung and Jimin had their baby," I announced, holding the phone up proudly, and showing the rest of the team the photo as evidence.

"Yeah? What did they have?" Captain Eunwoo asked, his face softening.

He had always liked Yoongi, and of course, the whole of Korea was waiting with bated breath for the birth announcement. To say that Jiminie's father was an important man would be the understatement of the century. His father, Park Sang-Cheol, was currently serving his second term in office as President of South Korea. Jimin, as the first son, was a celebrity in his own right because of that. The press hung on every word that he and Yoongi said and it seemed as though the whole world was gripped with 'Yoonmin' fever, and had been for the last five years since they were first photographed together.

"Little boy," I answered.

"Well, that's awesome; I take it everything's fine? How is Jiminshiii holding up?" Captain Woo checked.

I nodded in confirmation. "Apparently he's doing good."

"That's great. Now can you sit the fuck down so I can finish my briefing?"

"Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." I slumped down in my seat, trying to look chastised but, to be honest, I wouldn't have pulled it off. I couldn't help but smile proudly. Yoongi deserved this; I'd never seen him as happy as his husband made him. Jimin hyung was an incredible person, and I couldn't help but be a little jealous that Yoongi had met him first. He was beautiful, smart, and funny - everything I hoped I'd find in a guy one day.

I could barely concentrate on the rest of the briefing. All I wanted to do was go to the hospital and meet the newest member of the Min family.

When we were finally dismissed, I headed into the middle of the team in a bid to get out of the room before Captain Eunwoo spotted me and kicked my ass down to the filing room as punishment for the interruption. Luckily for me, I made it without being called back.

As I walked out of the building, I called the hospital to find out what time visiting hours began in the maternity ward. I was told it wasn't until seven thirty, so I had a couple of hours to wait. That would give me just enough time to buy a gift for the baby.

As soon as I walked through the door, I knew I was out of my depth. My twenty-five years of life had not prepared me for walking into a baby store.

There were all sorts of baby clothes surrounding me: sleep suits, body suits, normal-looking outfits, bibs, blankets... I had no idea what to buy. After looking around hopelessly for ten minutes, I spotted a young, pretty blonde salesgirl standing at the counter. My game smile slipped onto my face as I headed over to her, leaning on the counter.

"Excuse me, ma'am, do you think you could offer me a little help? In return, I'd love to take you out to dinner" A subtle blush covered her face and a little giggle escaped her lips.

"Sure, Officer, what were you looking for?" she replied, leaning in closer and twirling a lock of her hair around her finger. I wouldn't even need to buy this girl dinner to get her into bed.

Staying on track and remembering what I was here for, I stood back up and gestured around the store helplessly.

"My best friend just had a little baby boy, so I wanted to get a present or something. Is there anything in particular that I'm supposed to buy?"

She smiled and pushed herself out from behind the counter, swaying her hips as she walked. I couldn't help but let my eyes slide down to her ass. "How about this?" she suggested, grabbing a little blue and white outfit from the rail, barely even looking at it. "Or we have a bigger selection out back." She raised one eyebrow suggestively.

I grinned at that. Sure, she was easy, but I wasn't going to turn down a little backroom action if it was on offer. I knew what this was about - it was the uniform. Chicks dug my uniform. It probably helped my cause that I was a good-looking guy, even if I did say so myself. I kept myself in shape because of my job; my black hair was always styled, my dark brown eyes stood out and a lot of girls complimented me on them.

"I'd love to see what you have out back," I replied.

When we were finished fooling around, I made my excuses and headed out of the store without even buying anything for the baby. The girl - Carly she had said her name was - was getting all clingy and kept asking when she was going to see me again. I'd ducked out of there as fast as I could.

A loud groan escaped my lips when I looked at my watch to see that it was already a quarter to seven. I didn't have time to go anywhere else now so I'd just have to show up without a gift today.

When I finally arrived at the hospital, I was directed to the maternity ward on the fifth floor. My insides were churning with excitement as I pressed the buzzer on the outer door and waited for the ward sister to let me in. After explaining who I was, and watching her check my name on her 'approved visitors' list, she motioned down the hall. As I looked down that way, I spotted Jimin Hyung's secret service bodyguard, Rick, sitting on a chair outside room three.

"Hey, hyung, how you doing?" I greeted, plopping into the seat next to him.

"Yeah good, Kook. You?" He smiled, running a hand through his hair.

"Awesome. You seen him?" I asked, nodding at the door to Jimin's room.

"Yeah, I saw him a couple of hours ago. He's cute."

"Did the birth take long?" I asked, genuinely curious.

He winced and sucked in a breath through his teeth. "Yeah, I was in there with him for a little while, while we were waiting for Yoongi. Damn, I don't ever want to see that kind of thing again. It looked fucking painful. The screams... damn." He shook his head as if trying to shake the memories of it. "He went into labor this morning at about eight o'clock and we came to the hospital at about two. If you know what I mean, he looked like he really felt it."

I frowned at his answer. Jimin hyung has been in labor all day? Ouch! Mental note: don't make fun of Chim today.

"Wow, that's a long time. I guess I'd better head in and see what all the fuss is about," I joked.

I pushed open the door to his room. I was so excited to see the baby that my cheeks hurt from smiling so hard. Yoongi hyung was like a brother to me, so the new baby was family.

Jimin and Yoongi were sitting up on the bed as I walked in. Yoongi's head snapped up as the door opened - ever protective. He smiled and moved off the bed as I walked into the room and wrapped my arm around him, patting his back proudly.

"Holy shit, you two are parents!" I enthused. "Come on, hyung, move out the way and let me seduce your boy," I joked, shoving my best friend out of the way as I lean over and kissed Chim's cheek. He smiled up at me wearily - it was clear he needed to rest; I wouldn't stay long.

"Well done, Chimmi," I congratulated. "So, where is he, can I see him?"

"He's here." Jimin beamed proudly, motioning towards the side of the bed at the plastic crib.

Okay, first it's time to tease the new dad! I gripped Yoongi's shoulder tightly and pulled the cigar from my pocket, holding it out to him.

He laughed nervously, subconsciously scrunching his nose up in distaste. "A cigar?"

"Tradition." I nodded, trying to look profound; I couldn't wait to get him to smoke it. He'd probably puke his guts up.

"Dude, I hate cigars and so do you." He looked a little horrified, and I knew just by his face that it was worth the seven bucks I spent on it.

"Mr. Min, it's in the movies; the dad and his best friend have to smoke a cigar to welcome the baby into the world. I also have to take you out to get you drunk to wet the baby's head." I grinned and turned to walk around the bed to see the baby.

"I guess if it's in the movies then it must be true," Yoongi mumbled sarcastically.

Jimin smiled. "I've seen that movie too. Kookie's right, it is tradition, Pretty Boy."

When I got to the little crib, I looked down at the tiny sleeping baby.

"Damn, he's so small," I mused. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was just so perfect. I'd never really looked at a baby before and thought it was cute; usually all I thought about was the responsibility and the expense that went with one. "He's so beautiful. I'm so glad he looks like you, Chimmi, and not his dad," I joked, sneering at Yoongi with mock disgust.

Jimin chuckled and shook his head. "Want to hold him?"

"Hell yeah. Can you pass him to me though?" I asked, wincing and wondering how I would go about picking him up. I knew you needed to support a baby's head, but that was about as far as my knowledge went.

Instantly, he slipped his hands under Sehun's little body, lifting him effortlessly and holding him out to me.

He didn't even stir in his sleep as he was placed in my arms. I smiled down at him affectionately as my heart swelled in my chest. I would make sure that this little kid never left wanted for anything.

Yoongi sat back on the edge of the bed. "So, Chim and I have been talking, and we wondered if you wanted to be Sehun's godfather?" he asked, cocking his head to the side and grinning at me.

My mouth fell open in shock. "Seriously? Me?" I asked, looking to see if they were joking. I wasn't exactly the best role model for a child.

Jimin nodded. "Yeah, you, Uncle Kookie."

I couldn't help but laugh when he called me that. Uncle Kook had a certain ring to it. "I'd freaking love that! Thank you, guys, that really means a lot to me." I looked back down to the little baby in my arms. "Hey, Sehun, I'm your Uncle Kook, and when you're old enough, I'll show you all my best moves to help you get girls or guys," I said quietly, hoping that Jimin wouldn't hear me.

When I looked up at him I saw him and Yoongi smiling at each other so tenderly it almost felt as if I was intruding. I'd never really wanted to settle down, but seeing them look at each other like that, while I held a tiny little baby in my arms, I couldn't help but want that too. I wanted someone to look at me that intently and share their secrets with me without even saying a word.

The door opened behind me, so I turned expectantly, just as an extremely hot guy walked in. He had dark brown hair pulled back into a little messy pony with tendrils escaping around his pretty face and big brown eyes. His body was incredible. His jeans clung to his pert little behind in a way that made my stomach muscles tighten and my chest puffs out unconsciously. As he walked up to the bed, I could do nothing other than stare at him while he kissed and hugged both Jimin and Yoongi in congratulations.

My mind was whirling, trying to work out who this would be. He had to be someone important to them because he had made the approved visitors list, but I certainly hadn't seen him before - I would have remembered if I had!

When he turned back to me, he had a beautiful smile stretched across his lips. He held his arms out for Sehun expectantly. "Hi. Stop hogging the baby," he joked. His voice was just the right amount of husky, deep, and soft which piqued my interest even further.

"Who the hell are you, and why don't I have your number?" I smirked at him, waiting for him to giggle and blush. He didn't. Instead, he rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Uh-oh, slut alert," he replied sarcastically.

I recoiled, shocked at his brush-off. That never happened to me before; girls and guys never turned me down - especially not while I was wearing my uniform! I raised one eyebrow, going for the sexy, cocky approach. People really fell for that.

"Excuse me, extremely hot man that I don't know, I'm offended by that. You don't even know me. How can you just come in and make a judgment on me based on one thing I say?" I asked, faking hurt.

His smile turned teasing. "I'm pretty good at reading people, and my gut's telling me you're a player. If I'm wrong then I apologize. Getting back to the matter at hand, can I please hold my best friend's baby?" He stepped closer to me and held out his arms again for Sehun.

Holy shit, he did it again! Another brush-off. Had I lost my JJK magic? Or was I actually dreaming? He wasn't even looking at me; his eyes were firmly locked on the baby in my arms. I frowned, disgruntled.

It was a little scary how uninterested this guy actually was in me. He stepped closer, and his sweet perfume enveloped me.

"One date and he's all yours." I grinned, hoping to convince him and win him over.

He took his eyes off Sehun long enough to look up at me then. "Sure, how about February 30th? I'm free that day."

I stared at him, digesting his words. Now that the shock of his knock-back had faded slightly, I realized that I actually quite liked him turning me down. It was a definite first for me.

Without waiting for me to agree, he slipped his hands under Sehun's body and plucked him effortlessly from my arms. I laughed; still a little bemused by how unaffected he was by me.

"You're funny and hot, I like it," I admitted.

He didn't respond, just looked down at the cute little bundle in his arms. His face softened, his eyebrows knitted together and tears swam in his eyes. His lips pursed as he let out a breathy sigh.

"Hi, baby," he whispered, stroking Sehun's face with the side of one finger. "Oh, he's so beautiful." He shook his head in awe as he sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at him adoringly. "I want one!" He laughed breathlessly.

I decided to turn on my A game. This approach never failed, guys loved commitment comments. "I could help you out with that if you want," I offered.

He grinned up at me. "Sure. You gonna steal me one from the nursery?"

"Yeah. You want a boy or a girl?" I subtly let my eyes slide over him. "So how come we've not met? Who are you, by the way?"

Jimin answered before the hot guy could even open his mouth. "This is Taehyung, my best friend from high school and college. Tae, this is Jeon Jungkook," he waved his hand between us in introduction.

I nodded in understanding. I'd heard of Taehyung before; he and Jimin had met at school and had been friends ever since but didn't get to see each other very often because Taehyung lived a couple of hours away. Had I known he was this hot I would have paid more attention to Jimin when he talked about him.

Talk then turned to the baby and his name and how they came up with it. When Jimin and Taehyung started talking about the birth, I tuned out, not wanting to know the details. While they talked, I kept stealing little glances at Jimin's friend, watching as he spoke and laughed. After a little while, Jimin yawned but put his hand over his mouth, trying to cover it up. I instantly felt bad; he'd been through a lot today and probably just wanted to rest, not to have to talk to us.

"I'm gonna let you guys have some peace." I stood up and looked at Taehyung. "Want to get some late dinner or something?"

He smiled up at me and stood too. "Sure, I'm pretty hungry actually."

He leans over, hugging both Jimin and Yoongi before bending over and kissing my little godson.

When he was out of the way, I shook Yoongi's hand, beaming at him proudly before kissing Jimin's cheek. I turned back to Taehyung and he smiled, heading out of the door. I followed eagerly, watching his pert behind sway as he walked.

Damn, that is one fine ass, and I am definitely going to tap that!

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To be continued.......

Will Jungkook be able to lure Taehyung with his charms.....!!

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