He Doesn't Deserve You | A Jeon Jungkook Series | Chapter Eleven
Summary: Jungkook's siblings know how to run you both ragged, but seeing him with them gives you another reason to love him even more. Pairing: Noona reader x Jeon Jungkook (She's 28 and he's 22) Word Count: 3.1k~ a/n: Here I am, crawling back to my hddy readers and apologizing for the delay. I don't know why but it's been so difficult for me to go back to updating my series (especially the ones I've neglected for so long) anyways I hope you enjoy this little filler chapter 🫶🏼 p.s. I tried something new with tagging people (basically just tagging more people on the post) so lmk if you see your username on the post but didn't get the notification pls Start from the beginning
Taking care of Jungkook's siblings has been...interesting to say the least.
"Jiwon, put down that vase! Junseo, stop egging him on!" Jungkook calls after them, having found Junseo daring Jiwon to toss it up and down to see how high it'll go.
I smile when I hear little Jieun giggle behind me, clearly the one who enjoys watching the chaos ensue from afar.
"Jieun," I say, crouching down to her level.
"Yes, Miss?" she asks, caught off guard by my attention being turned to her.
"You don't have to call me Miss. Just call me y/n. Okay?" I offer, hoping it'll make her feel more comfortable around me.
"Okay Miss y/n" she says softly and I chuckle at her still not dropping the formality.
"Would you like me to help you make those cookies you had talked about?" her eyes light up like a shooting star.
"Really? You'll help me?" she bounces on her tiptoes.
"Really, really," and I can't help but smile at how adorable she looks doing a little happy dance.
"Can we make snickerdoodle cookies? They're my favorite!" she asks. The warm and cozy cinnamon sugar cookies are definitely a crowd-pleaser.
"Sure, little one. Do you know where all the ingredients are?" I ask, her blushing at the nickname I've coined for her already, before excitedly telling me which cabinets I should open.
"Is that everything?" I ask, and she shakes her head.
"You forgot the cinnamon, Miss." She giggles, surprised I forgot the most important ingredient.
"See, that's why I have to have you as my little helper. I'd be lost without you," I say dramatically, making her squeal.
"I'll be the bestest helper ever, Miss. I promise!" carefully taking the magnets off the fridge that are holding up the recipe and handing it to me.
I look up and catch Jungkook smiling at us, and when we make eye contact, Jiwon punches him in the gut, making him double over.
"Okay, boys, that's enough." I clap my hands, getting all of their attention, the younger ones scared straight. "Enough terrorizing your brother. If you keep this up you won't get any of the cookies we're making," I say, and both of their shoulders slump, the older of the two about to argue.
"But I didn't-"
"You, my dear, have been the puppet master, and you know it, so I want both of you to behave and go clean your room," I order, and they look at me, then each other, then Jungkook, then me, then back to Jungkook.
"Jungkook, your girlfriend is scary," Jiwon mumbles with Junseo smacking him upside the head.
"Don't say that right in front of her," he whispers and laughs awkwardly, bowing a little before grabbing his brother by the back of his head and making him bow further.
"We're sorry," both of them say in unison, and it's as if they had rehearsed it.
"Go clean your room," Jungkook sighs, and they look up at him, utterly betrayed.
"You heard her. Go. Now," he says, pointing down the hallway and chuckling softly when they both walk down it with their heads hung low.
"That'll teach them not to mess with their big brother," he puffs out his chest before looking over at me with a shy smile, pulling me in by my waist and nuzzling his face into my neck "Thank you, Noona."
The next thing we hear is a quiet gasp before Jieun runs over to us, her little pigtails bouncing from the momentum.
"Oppa," she says softly, tugging on his pant leg.
"Yes, Jieun?" he says, crouching down to her level.
"Are you in love with her?" she whispers, but more like just leans into his ear and covers her mouth, her voice just the tiniest bit softer.
Jungkook blushes, looking up at me before whispering something to her that I can't hear, but from her giggles alone, I could tell it's leaning towards, if not already, yes.
"Now go grab your step stool and wait for y/n at the table. We'll be out in just a bit," he says to her, reaching for my hand.
"Are you guys gonna kiss?" she asks, her eyes lighting up again.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Jungkook teases, and she sticks her tongue out, with him doing the same in return.
"I'll be back soon. Be a good girl, okay?" I say softly, and she nods.
"If I get bored, I'll just go play with my toys," she shrugs and runs off to get her step stool from her room while Jungkook not so stealthily drags me into his, pinning me up against his door, a smile spreading on my lips.
"Why is it that no matter what you do, you're so fucking hot?" he mumbles, peppering kisses along my jaw.
"What do you mean?" I hum, and his grip on my hips tightens.
"You being sweet with Jieun and then being strict with the boys. I just...I'm trying really hard to keep it together here," he growls, nipping on my earlobe.
Before we're able to get much further there's an impatient knocking at the door leaving Jungkook resting his head on my shoulder and groaning.
"What?" he huffs through the door.
"Junseo has been in the bathroom for seven minutes and won't let me in!" Jiwon whines, and from his tone alone it sounds like he really has to go.
"Tell him I said to hurry up" Jungkook says, refusing to let go of me.
"He won't listen" he whines again leaving Jungkook huffing before pulling back.
"We'll have more time together later" I say and place a quick kiss on his lips before turning to open the door.
"Come on Jiwon, I'll get him to open it," I say and hold out my hand for him which he takes and hurriedly leads me down the hallway.
"Junseo," I knock on the door, hearing a shuffling noises as he no doubt tries to clean up whatever nonsense he had started to get up to.
"Yes?" he asks, opening the door just the tiniest bit before Jiwon bursts in and shoves him out, closing and locking the door so he can use the bathroom.
Junseo stumbles into me and pulls back quickly, a blush spreading on his cheeks neck and ears.
"What were you doing in there?" I ask, his face and hairline slightly damp.
"Nothing!" he quickly blurts out before covering his mouth and recomposing himself. "I mean, nothing, Noona," he corrects, using honorifics in hopes to soften me up.
"You know, you could always just ask Jungkook to show you how to shave or use some of his cologne. I'm sure he wouldn't mind," I say, brushing some shaving cream off his chin, making him blush even more.
"Have you cleaned your room?" I ask, going back to my original order as punishment for earlier.
"Yes," he chirps and when I cock a brow he darts down the hallway, "I just have a few more things to do!" he backtracks before closing his door, hoping I don't follow him.
I shake my head with a smile before heading back into the living room, bumping into Jungkook's chest in the meantime, him wrapping his arm around my waist to "Save me".
"You did that on purpose"
"Maybe" he shrugs and makes sure I'm steady on my feet, "Jieun is waiting for you" he nods to the baby of the family who's going over the ingredients one by one, making sure we have everything we need.
"I guess I've kept her waiting for long enough, huh?" I ask and he hums.
"You've kept me waiting longer"
"You're much older than her," I pat his cheek before walking past.
His response though is to pull me back and dip me into a dramatic kiss, making Jieun squeal.
"Oppa kissed a girl!" she giggles and when I look over she's covering her eyes...well more like looking through her partially spread out fingers.
"And I'd do it again" he says giving me one last kiss before I pinch him.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"For keeping me from your angel of a sister and making her witness that."
"It's okay, I've seen people kissing on TV before" she chimes in, clumsily trying to put on her little apron.
"Oh yeah? And what kinds of shows are you watching where people are kissing?" Jungkook asks, protective older brother mode on red alert.
"Disney movies! Especially the princess ones" she says, babbling on happily about the most recent one she watched. "And then he said 'I told you, it is not slime. It is boogers" she giggles at the memory.
"Mucus, Jieun. Not boogers" Jungkook corrects, remembering the silly line from The Princess and the Frog.
She doesn't pay any mind to his correction and starts counting the eggs to make sure we have enough.
"Unnie, everything is ready!" she says excitedly but then covers her mouth, similar to what her older brother did.
"You can call me Unnie," I smile and walk over, slipping the apron on that she had brought over for me.
"Can you help me tie it?" I ask, turning my back to her and she's quick to jump at the opportunity, though she struggles for a bit.
"Oppa! Help!" she calls out to Jungkook even though he's still just a few feet away, the corner of his mouth turning up.
"Remind me to have mom get you some shoes with laces soon" he says and gathers the belt snug around my waist, not forgoing caressing it, giving me proper butterflies when he places a kiss on my cheek. "All done," he hums, nuzzling into my hair before Jieun pushes him away.
"Oppa, it's my turn," she pouts, Jungkook taking a few steps back.
"Fine, I guess you can borrow her for a bit," he concedes, giving me a wink and grabbing a kitchen chair and turning it around to sit on it backwards, no doubt planning to watch.
"Don't you have something else to do?" I ask, cocking a brow as Jieun starts measuring out the ingredients and plopping them in the big mixing bowl.
"Nope. I'm perfectly content watching my girlfriend and baby sister bake cookies for me," letting the title freely slip past his lips, a shy smile on mine while I measure out the sugar for her to pour in next.
"Why don't you go help your brothers finish up? I'm sure they could use some help from the way Junseo closed the door before I could even try to poke my head in."
"But I wanna stay with you," he pouts, the look on his face reminding me of Jieun's from a few moments ago.
The Jeon genetics run deep in this family.
"Go, I wanna spend time with your sister free from..." I pause, taking a second to check him out, "...distractions."
A devilish grin graces his lips, the comment boosting his ego enough to comply.
"Ladies," he says, tipping his imaginary hat as his way of farewell, a roll of my eyes response enough.
"Oppa really likes you," Jieun whispers once he's left, a cheeky smile thrown my way before her tongue sticks out the corner of her lips in concentration as she cracks the eggs. A few easy to retrieve shells fall in the small bowl set aside just for this purpose which I quickly help her remove.
"You think so?" I whisper back, plugging in the hand mixer once everything is ready to be combined.
"Yeah, he's been talking about you. Always pouting and mumbling about how much he wants to spend time with the pretty girl he likes" she hums happily as she mixes the cookie dough together.
She continues to babble on about anything that comes to mind as if she couldn't get the words out fast enough, "And then he jumped so high on the bed that his head went 'BONK' when he hit the ceiling!" she says, gasping at the memory of her youngest older brother's many accidents.
"Mommy had to take him to the hospital for that one," she mumbles, her bubbly energy fading just slightly. "He had a big bump on his head for weeks!" she brightens up at the no doubt funny sight it had been.
"He's okay now, but Mommy scolds us every time we jump on the bed," she leans in closer, "She even took away electronics for a week when she caught Junseo doing it," she whispers.
"That's torture!" I gasp, giving her animated reactions to each story making her quickly move on to the next one until it's time to take the cookies out of the oven.
"They look so pretty!" she smiles her eyes so wide with wonder. "Can we eat them now?" she asks, bouncing on her toes.
"In a few minutes, Love. We have to make sure they won't burn our mouths, right?" I remind and she nods, a shy smile on her face in response to the nickname.
"COOKIES!" Jiwon calls out as he runs down the hallway, skidding to a stop when he sees Jieun holding out her arms wide to stop him.
"No! Unnie said we have to wait" she scowls, trying to intimidate her brother that's closest to her age.
"But Noona, I'm hungry now" he whines but I shake my head.
"You heard her. We have to wait until they cool off," a sad sigh his response.
"Are you finished with your room?" I ask and he nods.
"Mhm, Jungkook and Junseo are playing Mario Kart now and they won't give me a turn," he mumbles and I sigh.
"Come on," I hold out my hand to him again, him scrambling to take it as it worked as my help seemed to get him what he wanted last time. "Do they do this all the time?" I ask in regards to not letting him play and he nods.
"Jungkookie hyung always wants to win and won't stop playing until he's won ten races," he huffs, a rule that seems to be a constant in this house.
"Why ten?"
"Because he's ten years older than Junseo," he shrugs as if that logic is sound enough, opening the door and leading me into their more or less tidied up room.
"Alright boys," I say as a way to announce my presence, both of them glued to the screen with their eyes widen in concentration. "Jungkook, Junseo, time to give Jiwon a turn," I say, attempting to garner their attention but unfortunately that doesn't do the trick either.
Alright, plan B.
I step in front of the TV which catches their attention enough to look up at me for a second before tilting their heads to the side to try to see.
"Just let me finish up this race" Jungkook says, his almost zombified tone of voice showing his concentration is solely focused on winning.
"Jungkook, give Jiwon a turn," I say, not bothering to let him finish the race he's probably ran through hundreds of times.
"I'm almost done" he counters, somehow able to continue the race regardless of my presence inhibiting his vision.
Plan C it is.
I sigh and move out of the way, making him think he's won the battle until he feels me tugging on his ear, making him wince and scramble to his feet.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Okay, okay," he plops the controller into Jiwon's outstretches hands with him scrambling to sit next to Jieun and finish the race.
"Play nice," I say to the other two while I drag Jungkook into the hallway.
"Noona," he whines and I finally let go, both of his hands going to cradle his ear.
"Next time listen. You should be playing fair and sharing with them," I sigh and he pouts.
"Yes, Noona," he droops, taking on the form of a scolded child.
"Come here," I say softly and pull him into a kiss, his pouted lips only parting the slightest bit in response. "I'm sorry," I say pulling back. "Is your ear okay?" I ask, caressing his cheek, his hands falling to his side.
"Yeah, it didn't hurt," he says, quickly stealing another kiss.
"I knew I didn't do it that hard!" I frown, him smiling in response.
"Come on, want some of those cookies you made," he hums, lacing his fingers through mine and leading me down the hall.
Jieun has surprisingly plated all of the cookies on her own and is waiting happily for us to come back.
"Oppa! Look look! Aren't they so pretty?" she beams, clearly proud of her handiwork.
"Wow, Jieun. You did such a good job," he praises his baby sister lovingly with her hurriedly handing him a cookie in response.
"Try it!" she offers, bouncing just the tiniest bit once he takes a bite.
"Jieun...these...these aren't good" he mumbles once he's taken a bite, her whole form deflating before he shoves the rest of the cookie in his mouth and twirls are around. "They're amazing!" he says, teasing her with his initial reaction.
"Oppa put me down!" she squeals, her arms and legs flailing about with him soon doing as she's asks once he's slowed down their momentum.
"You really like them?" she beams once she gets her bearings again, her pigtails a little lopsided now.
"I love them! Good job," he says, offering her a high five which she gladly returns.
"What about me?" I ask, a fake pout on my lips.
"You did a good job too," he chuckles, wrapping an arm around my waist and placing a kiss on my temple.
~~~
Once we've put the kids to sleep he brings me to the couch to rest for a while, the task being a bigger one than anticipated since they had been hopped up on sugar, finally getting them in bed around ten thirty.
"Thank you for your help tonight" he says, playing with my fingers and tucking me into his side, an arm wrapped loosely around my waist.
"They're fun" I hum, resting my head against his chest, savoring the rumbling when he speaks.
"I'm glad you like them. I never know how people will react since they're a lot to deal with even for me sometimes," he admits. "Don't get me wrong, I love them and they sure as hell love me...but I just feel like I give so much of myself to them that it's hard to really figure out who I am and what I want out of life. You know?" he says softly, as if he's scared to admit it.
"Yeah, I can only imagine what it's been like having to be responsible for three children from such a young age," I nod, shifting closer to him. "I'm proud of you," I say softly, the tension in his body melting away instantly.
"Thanks," he mumbles, placing a kiss to the top of my head. I can tell he wants to say more, tell that there's so much more beyond the surface but for now I'll leave it alone, hoping he'll come to me when he's ready.
"Movie?" he asks, grabbing the remote and putting on a random romcom as background noise, knowing we probably won't be watching any of it since a few minutes in I already feel him fidgeting.
"Yes?" I ask with a lilt in my voice, telling him to spit it out.
"We're alone now," he murmurs.
"I'm aware."
"The kids are sleeping."
"Hopefully."
"And we have the rest of the night to ourselves." he says, his fingers not so subtly slipping under my shirt, his hand now resting on my bare waist.
"We're also in the living room," I remind him, leaving him instantly jumping up and pulling me with him, rushing over to the other side of the house to his room.
"You're insatiable," I whisper, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"For you? Always."
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