Happy birthday @channie hope you enjoy this taekook fic
Pairing(s): Taekook, implied Yoonseok, Implied jinmin. Au: kids
Notes: this was written during bs&t era /shrug/
Summary: Jungkookie falls over; good thing Taehyung is there to kiss it better
Jeon Jungkook was at the inexperienced age of five: where he’s a careless boy.
“JUNGKOOKIE!” squeaked one of Jungkook’s playground friends, Yugyeom.
“TaeTae is here!” announced another loud squeak, Youngjae.
“Hi Kookie!” yelled Taehyung, running away from his parents.
“Hi TaeTae!” smiled Jungkook as he waddled over to the older boy, only to trip over a rock and end on the ground.
Taehyung slowed down his running to a brief stop, before dashing over to the younger boy, who was now in tears.
Jungkook’s eyes were teary. He clung on to Taehyung’s leg.
“It hurts Tae!” cried Jungkook. The other members of the two’s friend groups had left, obviously to play, and were totally oblivious to Jungkook’s pain.
“Its just a little mark Kookie,” said Taehyung, as he pointed to a forming bruise on Jungkook’s leg.
“Oh.” Jungkook uttered softly, before looking at Taehyung.
“…I can kiss it better!” exclaimed Taehyung with a boxy smile, showing his missing front teeth.
“Please, I want it to be better.” replied Jungkook, a hint of shyness in his voice.
“Okay..” mumbled the older, pressing his lips against Jungkook’s bruised knee, and pulling away after a few moments.
“Does it feel better?”
“Yes!” laughed Jungkook, hugging Taehyung, the latter semi-bent down near Jungkook.
“That’s good Jungkook!” said Taehyung, pulling away and reaching out to give Jungkook a hand.
Jungkook took the hand and was pulled up by Taehyung.
“Oh my gosh, my baby, did you fall over?” asked a man, his voice slightly high pitched. The man with his bright orange hair jogged over. A man sporting black hair followed, holding two takeaway cups in hand.
“Are you okay Kookie?” he asked, leaving Taehyung puzzled.
“Yes, Emmoa!” yelled Jungkook with a grin.
“Oh thank God,” replied ‘Emmoa’.
“Yoongi, I told you it wasn’t worth getting that coffee!”
“Are they your parents?” asked Taehyung, as the two slowly walked to the swings.
“Yup! The one with orange hair is Hoseok, or Emmoa; he’d probably want you to call him Hoseok, and Yoongi, or Appa, was the one with cups that Emmoa was mad about!” smiled Jungkook as he limped along.
“Why do I feel our parents will get on?” sighed Taehyung playfully as they reached the swings.
“They probably will.” commented Jungkook.
An hour passed by quickly, the two boys chasing each other around.
“Jungkook, it’s time to go!” called a deeper voice, who Taehyung assumed was Yoongi.
“Taehyung-ah time to go!” called Seokjin, Taehyung’s Emmoa, who was walking over to Taehyung and Jungkook. His boyfriend, Jimin, tagged alongside.
“Oh.” The two boys exclaimed as their own parents wandered over to them. The boys were both uneasy at the thought their parents won’t get along, but blessed be an angel.
“Hello I’m Hoseok.” smiled Hoseok, offering his hand for Seokjin to shake.
Soon the boys were back to playing, and plans were made for Jungkook, Hoseok and Yoongi to visit Seokjin’s house.
And that was truly the beginning of Taehyung’s love for Jungkook.