"How do we make babies?"

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Holy-

"What?!" I suddenly choke on my saliva and sit up abruptly at the sound of his question. Jungkook got forced to follow me and turned his head in the direction of the boy, who is still playing.

"Where do babies come from?" he puts his controller down on the sofa and looks at me very attentively.

"I need to pee," I hurry to flee by pushing Jungkook away from me, and I run to the bathroom like a coward, too awkward to face this topic with my little brother, who's supposed to get to know this from his parents.

This is embarrassing, but our mother and father aren't here anymore after leaving us without caring, so after all those years, he must consider me as a sister but also a kind of 'mother'. I still can't broach that subject with him, if Jungkook wasn't here, that would have been way easier, but knowing that this man is going to have fun laughing his ass off at me, I can't. I already noticed the smirk he had on his face when he heard the question and saw my reaction.

I take a deep breath and try to just act cool and not stressed about it. I step out of the room after a long moment of deep thinking.

What the hell is Jungkook doing?

I approach them both as they seem focused on a sheet of paper, on which Jungkook is drawing some things while speaking to my little brother.

Don't tell me-

"What is that?" I point at the paper and what's traced on it while kneeling down on the floor next to the man that I, with my bare hands, am about to strangle.

"Look, Daehan. This is me, and that is Y/N," he indicates to the little kid by showing a weird drawing he made with a circle and a, I don't know what is that thing. "So, you know I love your sister a lot lot lot, right?"

Daehan naively nods to his question. Why am I the only one feeling very hot in this room?

"Since I love her a lot, I'm going to put my seed, that I have in of me, inside of me, then let it grow in her, and the baby will come around nine months later," he smiles while explaining everything. "How do you give her the seed?"

"Well..." he averts the face of the innocent child and smiles as he licked his lips. Wait a minute. Is this man blushing?

"I put it in her belly."

"Oh, noo! She will eat the baby?!" he covers his mouth with his hand and gets worried as if all the things Jungkook was telling him was very serious.

"No...she just...I..." he stutters as his redness is intensifying. "Y/N...help me," he mumbles to me, shy like he's never been. "Where is your seed Jungkook?" his curiosity keeps on worsening the situation. "Daehan...This is just something inside of him that he will give me, and this will create a baby. Okay?"

"Yes, but my friend said that daddy and mommy make love to have babies..."

Oh my god, this can't be possible. Can I just faint and come back once it's done? I just wish I could disappear as much as I would want to. How can kids of his age talk about this?

"Daehan, isn't it the time to sleep now? I think it is, le-"

"But...You said you would never lie to me..." he makes a sad face as I'm trying to put an end to this awkward moment that even Jungkook can't handle. "I'm not lying..."

"Jungkook..." he asks for his attention. "Why did you say that? It's not true...."

"It is...but it's just a different way to explain it," he nervously fiddles with his fingers, too tense to continue talking about this. "Oh...so because you love my cuddle...you're going to make love and have babies?"

I did not see that coming.

"Yes," he smiles but rubs the back of his neck after taking a quick glimpse of me.

Why did he have to say yes?

"But her belly is too small...!" he crawls to me after passing over Jungkook's lap, and he flattens his hands on my stomach.

"It's going to get bigger like a balloon when you inflate it, it does not explode," he makes a comparison, attempting everything for my brother to understand more clearly. That is not the best one, honestly. "And you put the seed in her bellybutton?"

"Mmm..." he bites his lips and looks into my eyes with a grin that expresses all his hesitation. "Yeah...."

"Ahh, okay," he utters after finally stopping his questions. "Can you do it now?"

He won't ever cease, goddammit.

"Yes, we can," he puts one elbow on the sofa and toys with his lower lip while staring at me. "No, we can't. No babies now, and you should go to bed. It's getting late, and you asked a lot of questions, so it's time to sleep," I give the finish line and stand up to take the curious boy in my arms and carry him to the bedroom.

This man killed my soul with his gaze and flirtatious eyes and behavior.

"Cuddle...Do you love Jungkook a lot?" he asks me while I'm laying him down on the large mattress. "Yes, I love him a lot, my baby," I cover his body with the blanket. "If you have babies...you won't love me anymore?" some tears fill his eyes as his words left his mouth with real sorrow.

"My baby...Don't think that, I'll still love you even if I have babies. You're my little heart, and you'll always be the only one, okay?" I brush his cheek with my thumb and remove the drops away from his angelic face.

He nods to me, but his facial expression doesn't reassure me at all. I feel like he's been very worried lately, and it concerns me a lot. I don't like to know, neither see that something isn't alright with him and that he could maybe hide some pain. No matter how old he is, what he went through since the first day he was born is horrible and unfair for a kid.

"Can you stay with me...? Please...I don't want to sleep alone...I'm scared..." he looks down and plays with his fingers that he rested on the blanket over his body. "Yes, of course, my little baby. I put my pajamas on and come in the bed," I press my lips on his forehead and stand up to go pick up some night clothes to sleep comfortably.

I'm not going to look for something special for hours. I grab a simple tank top and short, easy and comfy.

I take my lower and upper clothes off, but the door suddenly opens. "Baby, is everyt-"

The boy stops as soon as we both get into eye contact. It quickly gets broken once his look drops down to my body, which is revealed. Just from the way he bit his lips, I understand what is happening inside of his head.

I turn around after finally coming back on earth and put my tank top on at the speed of light. As well as my short to close the drawer and face the boy with shyness that makes us awkward.

He could have closed the door.

"Sorry..." he passes his hand through his brown hair as his head is directed downwards. "I just...wanted to know if everything was alright..."

"It's fine....but I'm going to sleep in the bed...Daehan doesn't want to stay alone...."

"Oh...okay..." he briefly peeks at me, with anxiousness, but he speaks with what sounds like disappointment. "Sleep tight then...."

"Sleep tight as well, goodnight..."

"Goodnight...I love you," he closes the door, not letting me respond to him the same way. Should I maybe tell him to sleep in the bed? I want to. I can't leave him alone on the couch.

I walk to the door and grab the handle, but it opens just right when I was about to do it. Jungkook gets surprised by my figure that appeared suddenly as I stepped back.

He leans in and places his hand below my ear to press his lips on mine.

That sudden sensation of his warm skin tightly pushed against mine so intimately is to die for. My heart is now racing to death.

He moves back after a certain time. His eyes dived into mine, in just a second, he retreats, shyly, but I grab his wrist to stop him and bring him closer again. "Do you want to come...sleep on the bed?" I gather up my courage to ask him. "There's enough space for us..."

"Are you sure? I'm not going to bother you...or Daehan?"

"No, really. Don't stay on the sofa all by yourself..."

He agrees and turns the lights off in the living room to join us and close the door behind him as I'm tucking myself into bed, next to my little brother.

"Y/N...uhm..." he stands on the side as if there was a problem. "What's wrong?"

"I...I don't have anything to wear...for sleep..." he scratches the back of his neck like he usually does when he's nervous. "Oh, you can...why don't you just keep your joggers on?"

"Yeah...I don't like sleeping with my t-shirt...but...I keep it if it's better for you..."

"You can take it off...it's okay," I give him the permission to not make him all uncomfortable. "Sure?"

"Yes," I nod to him. He takes his t-shirt off, but I glance away as soon as his abdomen gets showed.

He sits at the edge of the mattress and slowly gets under the blanket, behind me as I'm lying down on my right side to see Daehan in front of me.

Jungkook seems so unsure and hesitant though. He always teases me with extreme confidence, but right now, he barely touches me and just places his hand on my waist.

"Are you uncomfortable?" I turn around and take a look at the man behind me, but come across red cheeks, and his face looks innocent as ever. It's so bright that just the dim night lamp of my little brother, who's now sleeping, reveals his color. However, his torso is not cute at all.

"I...I don't know...we never slept in the same bed...I'm a bit..." he passes his tongue over his lips and bites them. "You don't have to stay if you don't want to. I'm sorry, I just thought you wouldn't mind, and I didn't want to let you be-"

"No, I like it to be with you, I've always wanted to sleep with you in my arms or against me, but...it's just that...I'm a bit scared to...uhm yeah...nevermind," he doesn't dare to tell me the truth about his fears. "You can tell me Jungkook."

"No, it's...I forgot...just...don't think about it, but if something makes you uncomfortable because of me, tell me. If you want me to maybe turn around, or you know...whatever you want."

"Okay, but I'm fine like this, don't worry," I reassure him, noticing that he's pretty nervous for unknown reasons. Maybe he would have preferred to be alone in the living room.

He looks at me very timidly, for a split of second. I move closer and press my lips on his hot ones, before turning around and staying in my position to close my eyes.

The expression he had on his face when I kissed him was adorable. I never saw him that shy before, but I could get addicted to this side of him.

After all this day that he spent teasing me about tonight, and how much it would be special. Well. There's nothing very special.

- Next day -

I stretch out and pass my arms under my pillow. Slowly waking up from a restful sleep and lying down on my sidem

Gosh. I forgot for a second I wasn't alone with my little brother.

The big baby is spooning me with a leg between mine, and his hand under my tank top that he obviously slid up to my breasts. He totally stole my pillow, and his head is nestled in the crook of my neck.

On top of that, he is doing on me. I feel like a pillow being all squeezed by this giant muscle pig, I wouldn't have expected this man to be so clingy while sleeping. That's cute, but his hand on my breast is not cute at all.

I get my arm under the blanket and grab Jungkook's elbow to pull it down, but he thrusts forth and puts his hands even more against me.

"Cuddle..." a soft whisper passes through my ears as my eyes are hardly able to open. I hum to answer him, crushed under a heavy weight of muscles. I cannot lie, I like Jungkook's arms around me. It's warm, and I never felt that good in the morning.

"I'm cold, and I feel like I'm going to vomit..."