Taekook Oneshots

Tantrum

Jungkook: Little, ages 1-5
Taehyung: caregiver, boyfriend

TW: spanking

Jungkook has always been more on the bratty side, especially when he was older. Some people may assume younger, but it's older for Jungkook because he knows more words and a few... "colorful" ones at that.

Taehyung was a lovely caregiver. He had a gentle aura, but you couldn't let it fool you. He could be stern if he needed to. Especially when Jungkook was having one of his moments.

"Jungkook, put your pants on- ow! No kicking!"

Jungkook just giggled mischievously and ran away. He didn't want to put on the pants. They were the type that rubbed on his skin and with how sensitive his skin was, it didn't feel too good. So, he just wanted to wear one of his daddy's hoodies and a pair of boxers.

But, no. Taehyung just couldn't allow that. Jungkook wasn't really liking him right now because he was making him put on the pants.

"Jungkook! Come back here now!" Taehyung yelled after him. Jungkook didn't listen, he just ran away again.

"I'm going to count to three, Kook! If you aren't out here by three, then you're getting a punishment!" Taehyung yelled in the middle of the living room, pants still in hand.

"One!"

No answer.

"Two!"

No answer. Taehyung paused before saying the dreaded number. It was dreaded by both the little and the caregiver; both hating punishments.

"Three!" Taehyung yelled more sternly than the last two times. He stomped his way to the kitchen where he knew the younger was hiding. He threw open the pantry door and there the little was; frozen and afraid to move.

Taehyung pulled him out and Jungkook screamed at the top of his lungs, kicking and trying to get away.

"No! No! No!" He screamed, hitting Taehyung a few times as he said nothing when dragging him up the stairs to the bedroom.

Taehyung set him on the bed and then pulled him on top of his lap, his stomach laying down on his thighs.

"Why are you getting spankies, love?" Taehyung asked sternly, but a little on the soft side. Jungkook sniffled pitifully, knowing there was no way out of this.

"K-kookie bein' bad an' didn' 'isten to daddy when he supposed to. A-an' hit em..."

"You're getting 5 spankies, bub."

*nopenopenope still not putting the punishment part down*

5 spankings later, Taehyung sat the crying mess of a little back up and rubbed his back. Jungkook collapses in Taehyung's chest miserably, his backside hurting. He sobs violently as he slips more, going from a 5 to a 2 1/2.

"Ookie sowwy, ookie sowwy!" Jungkook sobbed out. Taehyung wasn't going to lie, he was worried he broke him.

"It's ok, love. It's ok," Taehyung comforted him softly, slipping his hands underneath his shirt to rub his back. Jungkook sighed shakily as he felt his caregiver's fingers caressing his skin, getting slight chills. It always calmed him down when he did that.

"There we go, baby boy. Can you breathe ok? Do you need any water?" Taehyung said.

Jungkook nodded his head in Taehyung's shoulder.

"Water?" He shook his head. Taehyung sighed in relief. He was ok.

"Baby, can you tell me why you were being difficult?" Taehyung asked as he pulled Jungkook up from his shoulder to look him in the eye.

Jungkook whimpered slightly, looking down. Taehyung grabbed his chin gently and made him look back up.

"Words, please,"

"D-Dey wub on 'ookie. Huwts," Jungkook says, his words barely audible.

"Baby boy, I wouldn't have made you wear them if you would've told me that," Taehyung said.,

"S-sowwy daddy,"

"You're ok, baby. How about we just throw these icky pants out and find you a onesie?"

"C-can ookie hab daddy's hoodie an showts?"

"Of course, my baby bunny. Now let's go watch Sesame Street!" Taehyung replied. Jungkook squealed in delight and was carried downstairs by his caregiver. He sighed in content as he felt his daddy's warm shoulder on his cheek.