After the Jeungin's (Jeon+Jung+Min) mother married into the Kim family, life was supposed good. That is until the age law in Korea was passed and the shift in ages uncover a few hidden secrets.
Can Jungkook live the comfy life he wants?
But more im...
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The world seemed to stop. The morning was so quiet it felt as if everything in the world had just settled. Peace and quiet. For some reason being awake at that time felt ethereal.
It was at this time that Jungkook would usually be leaving the house to take a jog for about an hour then procrastinate for another hour before making his way to his usual coffee shop to help set up.
Today instead of his usual routine, Jungkook was in the kitchen cooking up a storm. Eggs, pancakes, bacon, tteokbokki, you name it and it was probably in the process of being made or on the table waiting to be eaten.
While Kook was busy being a cook he didn't notice a presence entering the kitchen.
There was a playlist of old school/classical Korean and English songs playing very softly through the kitchen. Kookie was following along to the music when a pair of hands pulled him out of it.
He turned his head around to see a cute, messy haired Namjoon standing behind him. Arms gently resting on Kook's mid abdomen, it was more or less just beneath his arms but above his waist. His chin was placed upon Kookies shoulder as he nuzzled his face into the youngers warm vanilla smelling neck.
Jungkook: morning namjoonie hyung, did I wake you?
Namjoon: morning, no you didn't. I was already awake but the smell of your cooking helped me get out of bed.
Namjoons voice was a low grumble, the sleepiness was still audible from the way he slurred the end of certain words.
Jungkook: haha, tell me. What would you like for breakfast?
Kookie left what he was doing and turned around to fix namjoons messy hair as he looked him in the eyes, waiting for his response.
Namjoon: coffee
Jungkook couldn't tell if Namjoon was too tired to give him a reasonable answer or if he honestly wanted coffee for breakfast
Jungkook: Sorry but no, that's not food. You can have it with breakfast
Namjoon didn't answer, instead he just let out a little groan and flopped forward. He landed perfectly into Jungkook's arms, head on the croak of his neck instead of shoulder.
Jungkook remained still for a bit, a few minutes before Namjoon finally fully woke up. He smiled at jungkook and turned around to walk over to the dining table
Namjoon: What can I help with?
Jungkook: nothing, don't worry about it. Take a seat, I'm almost finished
Namjoon: no no no, I can help! It's ok-
Jungkook left no room for further argument, he briskly walked over to the dining table and pulled out a chair and gently shoved Namjoon onto it. Before Namjoon could even process what happened Jungkook was back with a cup of coffee and a few plates.
