Three Weeks Later

"Jisung, get back here!"

When you were asked to babysit Jaeden, chasing Jisung around the house was the last thing you thought you'd be doing.

At some point, you had cornered him in the kitchen but the big boy managed to slip through your finger by an inch.

"Jisung, I swear to god when I get my hands on you, you won't be seeing daylight for days!"

"I said I was sorry!" He cries over his shoulder but still doesn't stop running. "I didn't mean to actually send it! Hyung!"

He arrives in front of his brother's room and pounds the door like tomorrow doesn't exist. "Hyung, I'm dying over here! Hyung!"

Exactly ten minutes ago, you found Jisung messing with your phone. The boy read through the conversation you had with Zheyuan and then began teasing you. You froze when Jisung paled all of a sudden and the second you heard that soft ding that indicated a message was sent, the boy bolted out the door.

"Hyung!" The door swings open and he falls right through. Jisung uses Jungkook as a weak excuse of a shield.

"I didn't mean to send it! My finger slipped!" Cries the boy hiding behind his brother's body. With an arm around your waist, Jungkook struggles to hold you back from attacking Jisung.

"Jisung, what did you do?" Jungkook asks over his shoulder with narrowed eyebrows as he works to keep you away from him.

Jisung throws his arms up in a surrender. "I swear it was an accident."

"An accid-" You hold back a laugh. Of course it was an accident but that doesn't change the fact that he was stuffing his nose in places he shouldn't.

"Listen, the kid said he was sorry. Now if you don't want to get in big trouble with my mom, just forgive him this once."

You stare at him in ridicule at the mention of Mrs Jeon. Why on earth is he including their mom now? Does he really think that'll stop you from attacking his brother? Because he's right.

Mrs Jeon sees her children as precious jewels. If anything were to happen to them, then that's another story.

You swat Jungkook's hand away and take a step back to put distance.

Jungkook doesn't let you get closer to Jisung and raises an eyebrow, evaluating your moves.

"I'm not gonna do anything to him." You inform him with an eye roll. Not that you were planning to do anything anyway.

Jisung sighs, sitting on the edge of the bed and you walk towards him. You show him your palm. "Phone."

He hands you your phone and your heart drops to your stomach at the message notification from Zheyuan.

Sure. See you tomorrow Y/n :))
- Zheyuan 🏀

It read. Maybe if you leave now, neither of the boys will notice the redness all over your face.

"I've never seen you blush before. It doesn't suit you." The devil responsible for this mess speaks. Grabbing the closest pillow you can reach, you make sure to smack him with it before leaving the room to check up on Jaeden.

The baby's still fast asleep, unaware of what had taken place. Jungkook enters the nursery room and leans against the doorframe.

"Are you really gonna meet up with this guy?" His voice's as cold as ice. "You barely even know him."

"Do you not want me to go?" You ask calmly, gently turning the sleeping baby so that he now laid on his stomach. Watching his peaceful face makes you smile.

Silence follows before you hear him sigh. "The guy's a jerk."

"You don't say."

"You'll only end up getting hurt."

"And that concerns you, how?" Facing him, you casually lean your back against the crib and cross your arms across your chest, waiting. "As far as I can remember, you enjoy seeing me like that."

Just to mock him, you curve the sides of your lips into a smile. The guy literally takes pleasure seeing you suffer and here he is now worried you'll get hurt. He's taking forever to respond.

Jungkook rolls his eyes in annoyance and makes a motion to leave. "Forget it."

Someone ought to douse him with cold water and wash out that bipolar attitude of his if he wants to avoid trouble in the future.

A tiny noise erupts from the crib causing you to turn. You gently pat Jaeden's back, urging him to fall back asleep. He keeps raising his head but eventually closes his eyes to sleep some more.

Hours passed by and after saying goodbye to Mr and Mrs Jeon, you reach your place and close the door behind you. In the living room you find your mom on the couch with a laptop on her lap. When she realizes your presence, she looks up from the screen. "Have you had dinner, sweetheart?"

You nod your head, sliding down the scrunchie and allowing your hair to flow freely. Raising your arms in the air and releasing a yawn, you realize it was already late.

"I had dinner with the Jeons."

She hums, placing her laptop on the couch. "Sweetheart, we need to talk."

She sounded serious.

"About?"

"Kookie stopped by a while and he told me that you plan to meet up with a guy from your school."

You blink your eyes, a bit shocked. That jerk.

You don't get why she's looks worried though. It'll be like hanging out with a friend. Except you've only met this friend once.

"I guess I am..?"

"Okay." She nods her head slowly, placing the laptop back on het lap again. "You don't have my permission."

"What?"

"If kookie's against it, so am I."

"But—"

"It's late now sweetheart, you should get some sleep." There's no room for protest. You'll most likely end up in trouble if you try to push through her.

You head upstairs and close the door behind you.

-

Mrs Jeon tsks as she enters her son's room. Although it was already late, he has caught him staring at the direction of your house. She walks to over to brush the hair of her son who was seated on the edge of the bed, eyes unwavering from the window.

"I got a call from Y/n's mom today and guess what asked?" She says in a singing manner. "She asked if my little kookie possibly had a crush on our Y/n."

Jungkook remains silent and Mrs Jeon gently kisses his head.

"You know mommy's always here for you right, sweetheart? So if want anything. Anything at all. " She encircles her delicate palms against the slope of his jaw, making him face her serious eyes. "You just have to tell me."