Epilogue (12)

                                    

                                          
The ending part 2: What happens when you learn to give love
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Jungkook stands helplessly as he watches his 2-year old son run around his bedroom on the hobby horse with his cowboy hat, the stick he's riding seemingly not bothering him even if Jungkook always felt it was too long. 
"Hee-ya!" He says in his tiny voice, kicking the stick with the side of his foot, and much as Jungkook wants to coo and tell his son how adorable he is, he's trying to be firm.
"Ji-hun, come on, it's time for bed," Jungkook says, blocking his son's way as he goes for another round, but the little one goes another direction, having so much space in his own room.
"If you keep running, you'll sweat and you might get sick, and mommy and daddy don't like it when you get sick," Jungkook says, sighing in desperation, as they've been on this for 30 minutes now. 
But it's what gets Ji-hun to stop, and he looks up at his dad with sad eyes and a pout, sullenly removing his hat and placing the horse stick toy on the side. 
Jungkook picks him up and kisses his forehead. "There you go, my little prince. Let's get you to sleep."
As he's about to place the little one on the bed, Ji-hun raises his arms. "Weee! Daddy, weee!"
Jungkook grumbles as he knows what his son wants, asking this of him every time he's in his father's arms. 
"You get so hyper when I do that. You won't be able to sleep."
The 2-year old doesn't really understand, but he knows his father's unhappy face, so he pouts again.
The two go through this almost every night, and it's often a cycle of telling Ji-hun to sleep but the latter doing a bunch of other things before he settles in bed, and Jungkook - even if he resists at the start - gives in. He throws the little one up twice, causing Ji-hun to squeal and laugh, and it's a sound Jungkook will never tire of hearing.
Ji-hun is finally tucked under the covers, smiling now, and Jungkook chuckles. "You're like your mommy, you know that? Pouting to get away with everything and to get what you want."
"Is that a complaint?" You ask playfully, prompting Jungkook to turn around to find you leaning on the door, laughing. "If I remember correctly, you're the one who lets me get away with things and gives me what I want when I pout."
"It's because you're too good at it, and this little prince is getting good at it, too," Jungkook says.
"It's because you're weak for us, babe," you tease, kneeling beside him.
"Go to sleep now, jellybean. Sweet dreams. I love you," you kiss your son's forehead, with Jungkook doing the same after, whispering "I love you" in his son's ears.
Ji-hun smiles, squeals "I wuv you, mommy and daddy," then closes his eyes, and it's one of those moments that Jungkook treasures and thinks about all the time, especially when he's tired or upset at work. 
You take his hand and walk out quietly.
"Seriously, our son is deceitful. He tricked us by barely crying when he was born and now he won't keep still," Jungkook whines. "I don't know how many rounds of 'go to bed' we'll have every night before he actually goes to bed."
"Maybe just like his spoiled mom, he likes to annoy you, too," you cock an eyebrow, stopping in the middle of the hallway to give him a hug.
He wraps his arms around your waist and laughs. "I mean it though, he takes after you so much."