Baby

At the age of one, Jungkook was considered a boy who liked to cause people a little trouble. The baby refused to stay in his crib for naps and always managed to crawl out of it to waddle around the house and hide in little places. Looking for him in the house became a daily routine, because the little impudent one always managed to hide in such a way that even his parents found it difficult to find this little lump. But one fateful day, his parents' problems were solved.  -Gookie? Please come out, wherever you are hiding, we have guests today,” Mrs. Chon sobs almost helplessly, opening every closet in a desperate search for her son. Mr. Jeong simply stifles a chuckle at the sight before clearing his throat.  -He's afraid that you'll make him sleep. “Plans have changed,” Mrs. Jeong looks under the bed and sighs before leaving the room and going downstairs. Her husband follows right behind her.  —The Kims just called me and said they were on their way. It will be useful for Gookie to meet Taehyung. Mr. Jeong lets out a small "oh" and nods in response before stopping in his tracks when he notices their little angel in the living room, who surprisingly isn't hiding, but instead just quietly rolling around on the couch, curled up into a tiny ball. “He’s here,” he points in the direction of the living room, and the mother almost immediately breathes a sigh of relief, quickly heading towards the boy. “Gookie,” he picks up the little baby in his arms, frowning. The boy simply blinks at her with his big innocent eyes and tilts his head, eventually she sighs softly with a sweet smile of defeat.  -I'm not going to make you sleep, hmm? So be a good boy; Today you will meet your very first friend.” She laughs as the baby's eyes visibly light up and sparkle before gently nuzzling his little nose. When the Kims arrived, Jungkook was in his crib, quietly playing with his stuffed animals. When he hears footsteps approaching the door, he stands up on his little legs, leaning on the wooden bars to steady himself on the mattress. Taehyung-ah, here is our Gookie’s room,” The door opens, revealing his smiling mother with a boy - probably a year or two older than him - and his attention is naturally attracted. Jungkook blinks his big eyes curiously at the cute boy from his crib and receives a square smile in response, not even noticing how the small plush toy he was playing with falls out of his small hand as he stares very intently. The guest's smile becomes a little embarrassed when Jungkook doesn't do anything else.  -This is Jungkook. Go ahead, you can play with him!” Mrs. Jeong giggles and gently pushes the three-year-old boy into the room, causing him to squeak softly. She pats the boy's head and smiles at her son before walking out and gently closing the door. While the older boy blinks and stares at the closed door, lost and dazed, Jungkook sneaks off his crib and crawls over to him, sitting on the carpeted floor and waiting for him to turn around. Taehyung jumps a little, turning around when he notices the overly attentive doe eyes. Jungkook takes the gesture as a game and giggles at it, happily wrapping his arms around the older boy's leg, leaving the latter slightly dazed and wide-eyed. Little Taehyung carefully bends down and with difficulty takes the baby in his arms, and he does not resist, even squeezing his small hands into his fists to grab onto his shirt. At this sweet gesture, Taehyung smiles widely, causing Jungkook to let out a tiny squeak of delight.  “Goo-Ki,” he tastes the name. And Taehyung likes it. He fakes a pout while Jungkook happily tugs at his cheeks, giggling. Taehyung chuckles too and waddles over to one of the many small bean bags in the boy’s room, sitting down and trying to get Jungkook to sit next to him. N-nngg...!— Jungkook presses himself tightly to him, hugging the elder as best he can with his small arms and legs, not wanting to move away. Taehyung blinks and tries to loosen his grip around the boy, eventually letting go. To his surprise, the younger does not fall, as he continues to hug Taehyung tightly around the neck.  “Wow, you are so strong, Gookie,” He gently strokes the little one on the head. “You should sleep.” At the same time, Jungkook wrinkles his small nose and receives a displeased grimace from the elder. “Isn’t Kookie good?” But Jungkook doesn’t pay attention, he just presses his plump cheek against Taehyung’s chest. He either simply does not understand Kim, or skillfully pretends that he does not understand. “Let’s sleep together?” Taehyung nods decisively with a wide smile. Jungkook’s big beady eyes sparkle, but his little hands don’t want to let go of their new friend. *** Some time later, to Mrs. Jeong's surprise, she opened the door to her son's room to find Taehyung watching Jungkook sleep peacefully in his crib with an adoring smile, her son's smaller hand clasping as tightly as possible the older boy's slightly larger hand.