"What is love?"

What a question...

"That's when you don't ever want to leave the person you see as the one with who you will spend the rest of your life, with who you will have babies and that you can't ever stop kissing or hugging all the time because you feel good with that unique person. When no one else other than this human makes you feel better and special," I let out everything without even realizing how I'm not stopping and maybe saying things that he doesn't understand.

I was just thinking too much about that person that I love the most. "Oh and is it how you feel for my cuddle?"

"Yes," I answer without thinking twice.

"You promise you won't ever hurt her? I don't want my cuddle to be sad..." he looks down and slightly gets very sorrowful about it. That kind of surprises me to see a kid of this age that concerned about his own sister, scared to see her not happy.

"Daehan," I raise his head up and point my smallest finger up to him, staring into his eyes to speak sincerely. "I promise I'll never hurt your cuddle because I love her way too much and I love you as well."

"Pinky promise," he tangles his tiny finger with mine. "Pinky promise," I kiss his forehead.

The door opening abruptly startles me.

We both darted our eyes towards that direction to see the wonderful girl we were talking about, standing there with her hand on her chest after exhaling sharply. I guess she's relieved but I don't have any idea of why she's like this.

"CUDDLE!" he shouts joyfully at the sight of her sister he missed and wanted to see earlier.

"Jungkook! Why didn't you wake me up?! I got a heart attack not knowing where you were when I left the bedroom!" she walks up to us with her temper making me smile all the time knowing how cute she is when she gets angry, but I immediately put my hair back properly and remove the foam I still have on my face.

"I saw you, idiot," she rolls her eyes and grin in a way that sped up my pulse.

Why do I suddenly feel nervous to see her in front of me?

'YOUR P.O.V'

I bend forward and press my lips on Daehan's forehead, seeing how happy he is about seeing me makes my day as good as ever.

"I missed you and we were talking about you," he smiles to me but the boy on the left looks shy for whatever reasons.

That's cute that he's taking his bath with my little brother and what I noticed when I came in was even more adorable as hell.

"Oh, you were talking about me behind my back? What were you saying?" I brush his mellow cheek with my thumb. "Cooky w-"

"Nothing. We were not talking about anything. It's a secret, right Daehan?" he cut him off, all tensed and fearing my little brother to divulge what he wants to keep hidden. "My little brother doesn't lie or hide anything to me, am I wrong?"

"He said he loves you a lot and you're special for him. He promised to me he would not ever hurt you."

Oh gosh. My heart just melted under that warmth it brought to me at the sweet and lovely words I just heard. I peeked at the man on my left but he averted my eyes. That's so adorable.

"I don't remember saying that..." he wanders his look away and fiddles with his lips.

"Oh, so that means you don't think those things?" I look more intensely at him. "I do..." he almost mumbles.

I really do not understand this man. He's shy right now, almost blushing and a few hours ago, he wasn't but really not timid at all. He was more confident and cocky as hell.

I grab his wrist and pull his arm down to lean closer to him and press my lips on his. His eyes fell into mine when I pulled away. That innocent gaze left a firework to explode into my heart.

I smiled and straightened up. "I'm going to cook the dinner, enjoy your bath little boys."

I walk back to where I came from after hearing the joyful "Okay" coming from my brother.

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"Daehan," I pronounce his name to get his attention and repeat myself for the thousand times.

He stops what I told him to and we all focus back on the television again.

After not even two minutes, I turn my head to look at him again, seeing him from the corner of my eyes.

"Daehan I told you to stop putting your finger in your nose! This is dirty and you're going to bleed!" I pull on his arm and move forward to grab a tissue and give it to this boy for him to use it. "But it tickles my nose..."

"Blow it then...! Jeez..." I roll my eyes but can't help chuckling at this baby looking cute with his face.

"As long as he just plays with his nose and nothing else..." the man on my right chimes in after a long time that he was remaining very calm to my great pleasure.

I set my eyes on him but his smirk and the way that he's slouched on the sofa with one arm in the back of his head is terribly appealing. "What the hell are you saying intruder?"

"You know it's a boy...Feel lucky that it's his nose. Wait a few years and trust me that won't be that part of his body with which he will play anymore."

No way this jerk didn't dare.

"You are a horrible repugnant soul who would deserve to be drowned in holy water for the rest of his sinful life."

He turns his head and gazes at me with his broad smile. "What do you think I was talking about?"

"I won't even answer you. Don't dream," I avert his look and glance away, feeling shy like a dummy. "I was just talking about his bellybutton, nothing else..." he scoffs at me but I can discern the shape of his face not moving from an inch and remaining directed towards me. "Yeah of course."

"Will you play with mine tonight?" he leaned closer to my ear to whisper his dirty words, but I push him away violently. "And I'm not talking about the bellybutton or nose right now."

"You..."

"Give me your hand, I'm going to show you," he brushes his fingers past my arm and slides to my hand to grab it, but I instantly react and not let him take it. "No, you don't touch me with those dirty things."

"That's not what you were telling me earlier in the bed..." he smiles, self-assured with his statement and topic he brought up in an inappropriate place and time. "Don't you mention that in here."

"He doesn't even hear us, he's fascinated by the show playing," he remarks which is kind of true but I don't care, he can't talk about this with him by our side. "That's not a reason for you to talk about this freely."

"Do you know that I find it cute as hell when you get shy about this?" he stares at me with his teasing gaze and brightness radiating from his face.

"I could make you shy about it too so keep quiet," I put my hand on his jawline and push his head to the other side. "You can't," he defies me.

"I can't?" I take the challenge and raise my eyebrows showing my skepticism. "And if I remind you the way you were slightly blushing at the beginning? Or what I heard from you? The state in which y-"

"Fine," he cuts me off in an attempt to not let me point out some details.

"How much you were asking me "Baby, you're okay? I'm not hurting you, right?" Uh? And also your cute "Was I good?" that you pronounced out of breath with pink cheeks. Or maybe when some fond and deep sounds ran away from you-"

"Fine...! Fine..!" he interrupts me. "Stop..! I understood," he crosses his arms and looks away with his grin.

I knew that would work. He's so adorable...

"I should have been different if you're talking that way..."

"What do you mean?" I get confused by his words. "Did I do too much for our first time? Maybe I wasn't gentle...Or you maybe wanted something else...I was bad and too caring maybe...? I shouldn't have asked you if it was okay...? Hm...? Did I ruin it by asking you if I was not doing anything bad?" he doesn't make any eye contact but just fiddles shyly with his sweatpants not stopping himself from doubting and being fearful.

His brain seems to be filled with a lot of questions that he doesn't reveal and that I never would have expected to be coming from him.

"You were perfect," I let the reality leave my mouth in a lower voice. He spins his head towards me. His big and sweet eyes plunged into mine to cause a dangerous bump of my heart.

"Are you telling me the truth?" he becomes the opposite of what he usually seems to be, confident. "Or it's only to not offend me...?"

"Jungkook," I don't avert his gaze to prove him I'm sincere. "You were perfect and never I would lie to you."

A curve of his lips grew and I took the opportunity of this timid behavior to kiss him very daintily.

"Cuddle...I'm tired..." the little boy resurfaces after plunging into his own world of rainbows and innocence.

"Let's get to bed," I wrap my arms around his small and frail figure to lift him up. I knew he would be easily tired today, I saw it in his way of looking at the TV, his eyes were sometimes closing.

"Wait," Jungkook stopped me before I could leave the sofa. He leans closer and presses his lips on Daehan's cheek. "Goodnight and sleep tight, I love you."

"I love you too Jungkook," he kissed him back. "Will you come save me if I scream cooky because a bad monster is there?"

"Yes, I promise you," he nodded and passed his hand through his hair tenderly. I stood up after this sweet moment and walked to the bedroom to lie his little body down on the mattress and cover his body with the blanket. I turn on the night lamp on the nightstand and kiss his forehead. "Have a good night my baby bean, I love you. Have sweet dreams."

"I love you too cuddle," he pecked me and lied down properly on his back.

I brushed his cheek with my thumb and smiled to him, before getting up and strolling to the outside of the room. I close the door slowly and join back the man on the sofa.

The man who already removed his t-shirt and lied down with a pillow and blanket on him.

I don't want to step closer, I feel nervous now. That reminds me of...that moment...What if he wants to do it again?

"Come here baby," he gestures me to approach him. I don't refuse no matter how I'm currently in a state of stress. I tuck myself under the blanket and his arms pull me close to his hot skin.

He presses his lips on my cheek. Once. Twice.

And then drifts to my jawline and the length of it.

"You haven't forgotten what I told you earlier, right?" he whispers and keeps on cherishing my face with his soft kisses, giving all kinds of things to my heart. "I did..." I gulp, lying and remembering exactly each word he pronounced earlier.

"You forgot about the "All night long, while Daehan is sleeping"? Did you?" he slides his hand down my stomach and go seek for my skin after pulling up my fabric, under that warm cocoon we're both nestled in, curves against shapes very tightly. "No..."

"I know you didn't bad girl. This is bad to lie," he smiled and applies pressure on my temple with his mellow lips.

He slightly elevates himself and leans over my body to touch my lips with his. He moved back after leaving that sweet taste of red fruit on them, to gaze into my eyes deeply.

This is so quiet now that the TV is switched off and with only one dim light turned on, this whole situation seems a bit special I should say.

I don't glance away but just drop my attention down on the thin but soft and red cushions he used to provoke the butterflies into my stomach.

He leans in slowly. The tip of our lips got into contact very subtly and I closed my eyes. He daintily began with gentle caresses of them as they're parted with our breathings mixing together but when I felt his tongue touching my bottom lip, I felt an electric shock and couldn't hold back from reopening my eyes.

I noticed that he smirked when he saw my reaction. "What?"

"Nothing..." I struggle to find the words but just keep my head turned into his direction, admiring the shape of his lips or his hypnotizing eyes. "Why do you act as if it was the first time?" he totally plays with my timidity that I can't even erase from me. "I don't know..."

"That's just a touch, I already did way more with it and you as well."

I don't even respond or try to say something. I can't.

"You want me to use it a bit more?" he slides up and gets his face even closer to me, he's just at a hair from my features. I'm on the verge of collapsing. "Or a lot more maybe? You know, like the way we kiss a lot of times."

I purse my lips inward and lick them uncontrollably. I don't know what the hell is happening with me but he's stirring up my mind.

"I take that as a yes," he let the last words out of his mouth before rushing to mine. He gets slow and tender for the first seconds, pursing and parting his lips to have one of mine in between in order to embrace it as I'm kissing back to follow his lead.

His hand is subtly opening each button of my nightshirt but lucky me, it's covered by the blanket.

After all my cloth got opened, he glided his fingers along my front body in a caress up to my neck. He tilts his head and holds my jawline with his thumb on my chin to slightly give a little pressure and push it down to make me understand what he wants, opening my mouth a bit more which I did without any hesitation. He slipped his tongue inside of my mouth to go brush it past mine and make me do the same. We both play with each other's one. "Stick your tongue out and let me do it," he spoke through the kiss, making me do as said to give him the upper hand. He starts to go keenly and even more amorously with his hot and heavy panting sending shivers down my spine but he just clasps the tip of mine to suck on it and leisurely go further and deeper.

As I let a moan out of pleasure, I place my hands below his ears, loving the sensation of his sharp jawline moving very vigorously at the fondness he gives into the deep kiss. He travels his fingers along my neck and then gradually go lower but slow down his movement once he reaches a more curvy part, my breast, to remain on that area and then just intensify the heated exchange of love and want between us.

I stop letting him have the lead to kiss him back and enjoy it by returning the same feelings. I slide my hand down his torso to get to the waistband of his sweatpants but smoothly brush my fingers lower as our tongue bumped into each other but I didn't expect him to emit such a deep sound of pleasure after just short second I started to give him some intimate touches.

He breaks the kiss after that long moment during which we were losing our breaths.

I open my eyes reluctantly but look into his. He smirks very charmingly as he realized the state in which he put me and decides to grab me by the waist, to roll on his other side and land me in the back of the couch, pulling the blanket higher over our heads to get on top of me.

He takes my nightshirt and pair of shorts off but I then got drove a bit lower on those cushions, after he wrapped his hands around my thighs to slide me down.

"Close your eyes."