"You can do it baby~ try for Daddy?"

"Okay, Daddy," He pushes me away back to the direction of the table.

I sit down watching Jimin take a few shots before he dances around like an idiot.

I glance to Jungkook who'd retreated to waddling in circles until the next song started.

This song/dance-
https://youtu.be/HMprwPSFLyU

A song plays and Jungkook's grin grew tenfold he waited a few seconds before dancing, my jaw dropped.

I bring my phone up to start recording without taking my eyes off of him.

He was dancing like a king, and god damn was he looking fine while doing it and Jimin... Not so much...

The song continues and I carry on watching Jungkook's sharp, sensual movements until Jimin comes up behind him attempting to join the dance.

Once the song finishes I save the video to my favourites and place my phone down, allowing myself to absorb the spectacle I just saw.

Jungkook runs up to me almost tripping on the steps, just brushing it off with a giggle, "Did you like it Daddy?"

"It was ok." I lie ruffling his hair. He frowns a little nodding, "I'll try harder next time..."

"Yeah you will." I chuckle.

I pinch his cheeks and sigh "Want me to take you home? Or you wanna stay with jimin for a bit?"

"... If I go home will I see Jimin again?"

"If you want to," I brush my hand over his hair giving him a smile. "Then can you take me home?" He mumbles playing with my hand.

"Ok baby," I lead him to jimin, "Don't end up in a gutter, ok?"

"I'm not that drunk!" He slurs forcing himself to stand straighter to prove his point.

"Sure you arent. Be safe ok?"

"Yup."

I put jungkooks arm around my shoulder so I can support him as we walk.

"Do you ever want me dance again, Daddy?" Jungkook mumbles resting his head on my shoulder.

"Yes baby boy. You did very good," I chuckle,  "Really!?" He giggles excitedly, hugging onto my arm tightly.

"Yeah. You looked really sexy for daddy," I chuckle pecking his temple.

"But you said I can't dance anymore..." He mumbles biting his lip, "Well aparently you can when you are hammered,"

"So if I get hammered I can dance again?" Jungkook mutters hopefully. "Then I could leave Subway?" He slurs waiting for a response.

"You cant stay drunk for ever baby," I say with a sigh, trying to support him as mindlessly waddles across the road.

"Why not...? I'm happier this way,"

"Doesnt Daddy make you happy?" I coo gently, "... I don't spend enough time with Daddy to know," He sighs leaning against me.

"Hmm well you could try calling me more,"

"I'm not allowed to unless we're gonna fuck," He starts hiccuping by the end of his sentence practically collapsing on me.

"Careful," I mutter holding onto him to the point i'm basically carrying him.

"Thank you, Daddy," He says turning his head to look at me.

"Where is your apartment? Are you sober enough to remember?"

He stares off into space trying to remember the address before turning to face me, "... Call Namjoon...?"

"Ok, give me your phone," I say sitting him down on a bench.

He pulls it out his pocket, accidently unlocking it with his thumb in the process.

"Pass it here," I chuckle sitting beside him.

He clumsily shoves it in my direction, looking over my shoulder to make sure I don't look at anything private.

"Why you being so shifty while i look? Huh? You hiding some nudes?"

"... Maybe," He grins leaning into my neck. "Be sure to send them to me~" I coo scrolling through his contacts.

"No. they aren't for you." He attempts to flick my cheek. "Oh so who are they for?" I say glancing to him.

"Jimin," He mumbles into my neck bluntly. "You took nudes for Jimin?!" I say louder then I meant to originally.

"He said he wants to see if my body's ok and healthy," Jungkook mumbles incoherently, trying to scroll down to Namjoons number.

"When did he say this?" I say moving the phone from his drunken grasp.

"When we went to dance- he said he was worried 'bout my weight. He didn't trust me when I said I'm fine so he wants proof, so I took a picture as proof," He rambles on trying to explain himself.

"Don't send them to him. No one sees baby's body but Daddy," I press my lips together.

"But I need to prove that I'm not too skinny..." He sighs lifting his shirt to look at his stomach.

"Well you can show me and I'll tell Jimin that your arent too skinny,"

"But I'm used to Jimin seeing my body... It would be weird for you to look," Jungkook starts playing with my hand, ignoring his blush.

"Baby I've fucked you. I've seen all of your body," I chuckle.

"But you never looked properly, when you look it's always lustful," He slurs hiccuping inbetween some words.

"Do you want Daddy to look at you differently some time?" I ask gripping his hand.

He shrugs solemnly, leaning his head on my shoulder shutting his eyes.

I press his phone to my ear having pressed namjoon's number.

"You were supposed to be home three hours ago, Jungkook. You know I'm too busy to deal with this shit." Namjoon snaps the second he answers the phone.

"Umm this is Taehyung. I'm um- a friend of Jungkook's. Yeah... He's pretty hammered. I need your adress so I can drop him off,"

"He can tell you? I know he's dumb but he should at least know his own address."

"Yeah, as I said. He is really hammered,"

"That's his fault,"

"Well he was with a group of friends and we were all drinking. Its kinda my fault,"

"Whatever, I texted him the address. Remind him he's not supposed to go out without telling me,"

I sigh "Sure, whatever. I'll drop him off in a bit,"

"In a bit?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna try and sober him up because when drunk he moves really slowly,"

"I don't care, I'm not staying up waiting for him. Bring him back now,"

"He is an adult you know," I say with a groan.

"An adult who acts like a child. If he wants me to treat him like an adult he can stop being a nuisance,"

"Dude. If you control him so much then he will have to act like a child to go along with it,"

"I couldn't care less. How I treat him is working for me, it's fine,"

"It's not working for him. Jeez. Loosen up a bit,"

"If it's not working for him he can go leech off someone else's life. I pay for his house and food, he can deal with a few rules."

"You know what, never mind. He can crash at mine. I dont want him dealing with your rules when he barely knows his own name,"

"Fine, but its not happening again without notice." Namjoon hangs up without giving me a chance to answer.

I groan glancing to Jungkook "Ok baby. Wanna come back to mine? Namjoon is being a dick,"

"T-to fuck?" Jungkook stutters pushing himself up so he can make eye contact.

"No baby. You are too drunk" I coo gently brushing my hand over his cheek.

"But you said drunk sex and dared sex are the best kind,"

"I'm basically sober, and you are too drunk. And I dont want to do anything with you when you're not able to consent properly,"

"I would always consent to you anyway... And Jimin dared me to ask you stuff,"

"Ask me stuff? What kinda stuff?" I chuckle passing him his phone, "For you to eat me out, he said you'd do it well,"

"You want me to eat you out?" I snort a small laugh, brushing his hair out of his face. "Jimin wants you to, I don't really know what it's like,"

"Well I'd have to kiss, bite and lick your ass. And I am pretty good with my tounge,"

"Would you do it...?"

"If you wanted me to,"

"I wanna try," He says resting his head in my lap, "Maybe when your sober. Ok?"

"Nooo do it now,"

"If you can get sobered up a bit then sure. I'll eat out your pretty little ass,"

"Do you want to do it?"

"I haven't done it in a while, but sure."

"Would it feel good?" Jungkook wriggles around to fiddle with the bottom of my shirt. "Yeah, it would. Unless I bite too hard,"

"And will you bite too hard?" He asks looking up at me innocently, "Nah. You've been a good boy for Daddy,"

He blushes pulling on my shirt to cover his face, "Thank you, Daddy,"

"Com'on. Let's go get some coffee and something to eat,"

"Okay..." Jungkook grumbles not letting go of my shirt, I help him up trying to work with him not letting go of my top.

He squats down on the floor, stubbornly making eye contact as I stand above him, "Com'on baby get up,"

"But I don't wanna go home,"

"Do you wanna fuck?" I ask rasing an eyebrow, "Huh?"

"If we dont go back to mine then I cant eat your ass,"

"We're going back to yours?"

"I asked you literally 5 minutes ago,"

"I want Jimin..."

"You want jimin? Not Daddy?" He shrugs wrapping his arms around my thigh, "Com'on baby. There is a coffee shop down the road let's go there for a while,"

He shakes his head squeezing my leg tighter, "I miss Jimin, make him come back?"

"You can see him some other time. He probably went home with someone already,"

"But Jiminie's mine..." Jungkooks eyes begin to water, "Aww baby dont cry. He is still your friend~" I coo trying to difuse his tears.

"Will Daddy and Namjoon leave too?" He asks sitting on my foot.

"No, Daddy won't leave you. Neither will Namjoon,  I assume he enjoys bullying you," I say with a sigh as I drag my feet and him along.

He yelps when I move, wrapping his legs around my calf, "Promise?"

"I promise" I say ruffling his hair. "Now will you walk with me to the coffee shop?"

"Carry me?"