HOLIDAY AFFAIR | PJM Vs JJK ✓

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"Chul, I'm right here." Jungkook smiled, carrying him. "Just because we're both Korean, it doesn't mean he's your dad, okay?"

The little boy slowly nodded, nuzzling his cheek to his dad's shoulder. Jungkook kissed the top of his head, while Jimin just looked at him with narrow eyes. "I bet if I had kids, they'd like me more than they like you."

"I mean yeah." Jungkook lowered his brows. "I'd hope so."

Amina came rushing into the house afterwards, as she held onto a stick of bubblegum.Jungkook took the gum from her hand, hollowing his eyes. "Who gave you this? Baby, you know you can't eat any thing sugary."

"But I want it." She eye squinted as tears dropped to her cheeks.

Jimin brought a pillow to his ears, leaving the room as she squealed and sobbed loudly. "Make it stop."

"Help me then." Jungkook groaned as she began to stomp on the floor.

Jimin sighed as he walked toward them, kneeling down so he was eye to eye level with Amina. "You can't keep crying like this just because you don't get some thing you what. When I was a little kid—

Jimin let out a faint whimper as Amina kicked his precious area. Jungkook harshly grabbed her arm and pulled her into the living room. "How many times have I told you to keep both your hands to yourself?" Jungkook raised his voice as he began scolding his daughter.

"What do you have to say?" He crossed his arms as she glanced at the floor. "Are you happy that you hurt him?"

She nodded with tears in her eyes, not paying any attention to what he's saying, but only the tone of  his voice. "You're happy you hurt him, Amina?"

She shook her head after hearing him the second time. Jungkook grabbed her hand and led her to Jimin, who was sitting on a stool with an icepack inside his pants.

"Tell him you're sorry."

Amina grew shy, as her cheeks turned a light pink.

"How could you hurt me Amina? I thought we're cool with each other." Jimin playfully questioned.

She hid behind Jungkook, grabbing his legs as he and Jimin found it absolutely amusing. "I wanna talk to you." Jimin reached his arms out, lifting Amina onto his lap.

He pressed a kiss to her cheek, before pulling the crying girl to his chest. "Jungkook didn't mean to yell at you. He didn't want you hurt my willy—"

"Jimin." Jungkook glared at him.

Amina giggled, blushing as Jimin pinched her cheeks. "I made the princess laugh."

The door bell rang and Chul waddled to the front door, falling on his face as he tripped over the air.

"Shh shh, it's okay." Jungkook swept him into his arms as he pulled the door open. "Hey gguk." She pressed her lips onto his, before walking into their house, with bags in her hands. "I think Sora needs help with the rest of the groceries."

"I've got it." Jungkook smiled as he rushed outside as he still held Chul with one arm.

Sora sighed with relief. "Thank you so much for the help, I thought my arms were gonna fall off."

"No problem." He smiled, biting his bottom lip. "I just wanna say thanks,  for helping me and Faye return back to normal. We've really been seeing a difference in the way we treat each other, and it's mainly because of you two."