#darly asks

pairing: dilf!jungkook x reader

summary: jungkook has a habit of snoring, and nabi had enough of it.

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Nabi is a very clingy baby.

Very cuddly, too.

So most nights, she somehow finds her way into your and Jungkook’s bedroom.

It's almost like she has a sixth sense for when you're about to settle into bed, starting to cry and whine to get your attention.

And almost always, Jungkook comes back with Nabi cradled in his arms, her fake tears still glistening in her eyes as he carries her into bed.

You remind him that it's not good to let her get used to this habit, and he always defends it by saying he can't resist letting her sleep with you both. "Her big tired eyes melt me into letting her sleep with us."

Jungkook finally gets to experience firsthand what it means to turn putty at the sight of round, sparkly doe eyes.

And just as Nabi has a habit of wanting to sleep between her parents, Jungkook has a habit of snoring. Every night. Though he claims he doesn't snore as loudly when you complain and you always give him an incredulous look, snarling back, "how would you know?"

All three of you are cuddled up in bed, Jungkook’s snores richocheting off the walls as you're deep in sleep—except for Nabi.

She's squirming in bed, the covers getting pulled and tugged with the movements of her little body, which causes you wake up. Your eyes flutter open.

You just catch the moment when Nabi raises her tiny hand and smacks it against Jungkook’s cheek just enough to create a soft echo of the slap.

Jungkook's snoring comes to an abrupt halt.

He grumbles, shifting to adjust his position and escape whatever just hurt him, all while keeping his eyes closed.

You stifle a giggle as you watch him groggily scratch his cheek. Nabi's big, curious eyes drift to your smiling face, and she wriggles her way back to you.

"Good job, Nabi," you whisper, pulling her close. She snuggles into your side, her little fingers curling around your chest as she nestles in.

"Did she just hit me?" Jungkook mumbles, still half-asleep, his voice thick with confusion.

You laugh softly, brushing a hand through Nabi's silky hair.

"Your snores annoyed her," you say, giggling. "See, you are very loud."

"Nabi's ruthless," he huffs.

Jungkook cracks one eye open, glancing at the two of you cuddled up together.

"Traitor," he mumbles, pouting in mock betrayal. But he quickly switches back, leaning in to drop a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Sorry, baby. Dad didn't mean to be so loud. I'll let you sleep now, yeah?"

Nabi lets out a little yawn, her tiny mouth stretching wide as she snuggles deeper into your side. The sight of her small, sleepy face and the way her eyelashes flutter as she fights to keep her eyes open melts both you and Jungkook.

Jungkook shifts to make more room, his arms wrapping around you and Nabi in a protective, cosy embrace.

You rest your head against Jungkook’s shoulder, the three of you nestled together in a perfect cuddle pile. As Jungkook’s breathing gradually synchronizes with Nabi’s, he kisses your forehead, his touch tender and loving.

"Love you, and I'm sorry."

https://www.tiktok.com/@thesabrinatan/video/7382056896070552874

pairing: dilf!jungkook x reader

summary: you teach jungkook how to hold nabi on his hip, and he miserably fails.

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“Why are you holding her like that?”

“Huh?” Jungkook utters, peering down at Nabi he’s holding to his side. “What do you mean?”

“Why is she resting on your...oblique?” You learned that word from Jungkook recently. He wouldn’t shut up about it during one of his gym rants. He was just trying to show off, you know... boys, but you actually learned something.

“She’s on my hip,” he says defensively, adjusting her slightly, which somehow makes it worse. She tilts, just a little. “This is how people hold babies.”

You giggle at the light frown tugging at his lips but still disagree. “No, it’s not. You’re supposed to anchor her. You’re just… I don’t even know what you’re doing.”

“Okay, show me then.”

You scoop Nabi into your arms, shifting her naturally onto your hip. One hand under, one hand free. Easy. Comfortable. She even gives a little happy noise like she’s judging him with you. Her tiny fingers clutch at your shirt, her cheek smushed against your shoulders.

Jungkook watches for a second, then immediately holds his hands out. “I got it now.”

You give Nabi over, and he tries again. This time really concentrating. He attempts to hip-hold again – elbow out, wrist awkwardly bent, Nabi sort of... perching?

“I’m nailing this.”

“No, you’re fighting for your life.”

He huffs. “Why is this so hard? I literally work out for a living.” Jungkook brushes his free hand over your side, fingers grazing the dip of your waist. “I don’t have this.”

“It’s okay that you have a different bone structure, Koo,” you say. “Nabi doesn’t even mind.” You glance down at Nabi, who’s currently playing with the string on Jungkook’s hoodie. Her big, innocent eyes look up at him like he’s her entire universe – which, to be fair, is true.

You can’t help but smile as she giggles softly, her tiny nose scrunching in amusement. Jungkook looks at her, eyes softening. “You’re the only one who gets me, huh, baby girl?”

You take a step closer, adjusting Nabi for him just slightly, nudging her back into a more natural spot, resting your hand on his to guide the hold.

“You just wanted to touch me.”

“You touched me first,” you shoot back. “You literally caressed my waist mid-complaint.”

“That was anatomy-based,” he says. “Very educational.”

“Shit, I forgot to turn the stove off,” Jungkook says suddenly, eyes going wide as he whirls around and rushes back to the kitchen island.

And then, from her seat of the high-chair, Nabi utters a chirpy, “Shit.”

Jungkook freezes on his way back.

Your chewing stops mid-bite.

Nabi says it again, a little louder this time. “Shit.” She claps.

“Okay, maybe if we don’t overreact –“ Jungkook starts, trying to play it cool as he casually walks back over to the table like nothing happened.

“Shit!”

You lift your brows, lips twitching. “Or maybe she’ll just keep going.”

You’re really not trying to blame him – you’re not. But it’s hard not to when you’re looking at her beaming up at you, cheeks smushed into the biggest smile, kicking her tiny feet and chanting her first curse.

Jungkook leans over and scoops her up, bouncing her gently. “No, baby. That’s… not a word for you.” She sticks a finger in his mouth. He gently moves her hand. “Let’s say... shoot. Can you say shoot?”

“Shit!”

“Shoot.”

“Shit.”

Jungkook turns to you helplessly. “We can’t bring her to daycare like this.”

“You have to be more careful, Koo. She picks up on everything now.”

“I don’t even say it that much.”

You cock your head.

“Well, not around my baby. It just slipped out.”

“She’s getting smarter,” you say, wiping her cheek as she leans toward you. “Like, actually.”

“Mama,” she mumbles in her soft voice, eyes twinkling as she reaches her little hands for you.

“That’s right, Nabi,” you coo, lifting her into your arms. “Forget about what Dada taught you.”

“Dada?” she asks, pointing her finger at Jungkook.

Jungkook places a hand over his heart. “Dada didn’t teach you that word. Dada is innocent.”

Nabi just stares at him, her finger still pointing like she’s calling him out.

“Shit.”

You stifle a laugh against her hair.

Jungkook gently taps her nose. “No more bad words, okay?”

She blinks up at him. “Cookie?”

“Yes, cookie,” Jungkook repeats. “Lets move on from what you’ve picked up from me, and lets talk about the words mummy has taught you, yeah?”

You grin, swaying her slightly in your arms. “Like please and thank you, remember those?”

Nabi nods, resting her head on your shoulder, already halfway to forgetting the chaos she caused.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: jelly n possessive koo 😋, spit !!, blowjob, titty fuck, dirty talk, boob-obsessed jk obv, cum play, cum eating, the initial necklace makes a comback !

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"20 minutes ago, you said you'd be done in five minutes."

Your huffed complaint barely reaches Jungkook's ears as he continues to throw punches at the heavy bag in front of him.

You're sitting cross-legged next to him, pulling at his shorts to pull his attention towards you.

"Just five more minutes, baby." He casts a quick glance at you before focusing on his training again.

"I'm boored."

Your fingers trail to his drawstrings. You pull at them without Jungkook noticing. His black Calvin's peek out and your inital idea to just annoy him morphs into something more impish.

Your fingertips slowly brush over the front of his joggers.

“Mama!” Nabi calls, voice bright as she waddles through the grass with determined little steps.

You’re crouched down in the middle of your parents’ garden, fingers dusty with soil as you tuck tiny seeds into a freshly dug row.

You look up just in time to see her coming toward you, fists full of something...leaves? Petals? Probably both.

“Be careful, baby!” Jungkook warns from somewhere behind her. He’s got one knee on the deck, holding a drill in one hand and steadying a wooden frame with the other. He’s supposed to be helping your dad build a sandbox for Nabi, but he keeps glancing over like he’d rather be wherever she is.

And honestly, you’d rather have him here with you too. His sweaty chest under that worn white tee, the way it clings to him like it’s hanging on for dear life. His thighs peek from those loose gym shorts, golden and strong, flexing just a little when he crouches or leans down to reach something. He’s got dirt smudged on his forearm, a streak across one cheek, and somehow that only makes it worse. Or better. You haven’t decided.

You watch him wipe sweat off his brow with the hem of his shirt, flashing the faintest sliver of toned abs. You immediately avert your eyes to something else.

“Dis for you.”

You blink down at the wild arrangement. Two dandelions, one crumpled daisy, and what might be a stick.

“For me?” you ask.

She nods proudly, pigtails bouncing. “From da garten.”

You press a kiss to her forehead. “It’s beautiful. Thank you, bug.”

“She’s stealing your mum’s plants again,” Jungkook calls out, grinning like he’s not the least bit sorry about it.

“No, she’s not stealing. She’s gathering. Like a tiny gardener,” you say. “You’re my little gardener, aren't you?”

Nabi giggles and throws herself into your lap, completely ignoring the fact that you’re still surrounded by seed packets and garden tools. Dirt smudges across her knees. You smooth her little yellow sundress down her back.

“Can I play in water?” Nabi asks, her voice all hopeful as she throws her arms around your neck and nearly topples into your lap.

“You want Dada to blow up your little pool?” you ask, kissing the top of her head. “The one with the fishies on it?”

“Yes, please.” She nods enthusiastically. Nabi twists in your arms to face Jungkook. “Dada! Pool! Fishies! Please.”

Ten minutes later, he’s on the grass, shirt tossed somewhere nearby, crouched over the crinkled inflatable pool like it personally offended him.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Jungkook grumbles, but he can’t resist the smile creeping on his face when he looks over at you two.

You’re sitting on a nearby lawn chair, Nabi squished beside you with a juice box in one hand and her sunglasses slipping down her nose.

When Seulgi proposed the idea of a little girls' trip to Jeju Island, you were buzzing with anticipation, and you eagerly packed your bags.

Fast forward to now, and you're staring at the grainy screen of your phone, witnessing two teary, doe-eyed faces looking back at you.

"Hello?" You put on your earphones to drown out the noise from the ocean. Shielding your eyes from the sun with your hand, you ask, half-laughing, half-worried, "Jungkook, are you crying?"

"We both are." He tilts his phone to show you Nabi's exaggerated pout

"Mama!" she shouts, lips quivering.

"My baby," you whine with compassion. Her little cheeks are glistening with tears. Jungkook’s holding her against his chest, her tiny hand gripping his t-shirt.

"She's been doing so well since you left, but today she's missing you extra much," he explains, wiping her tears. "And seeing her upset made me miss you too."

"You're too cute." You giggle. "But you could call more, you know," you tell him, a bit upset yourself. "If you miss me so much."

"Don't wanna disturb you on your vacation," Jungkook says softly. "You deserve some time for yourself. This little girl"—he pans the camera down to show only Nabi's chubby face—"just really needed your attention right now."

"You're happy seeing me, Nabi?" A bright smile blooms on her face. You quickly take a screenshot to add to your endless collection of pictures of Nabi's adorable smiles. "How can I make you happy, Koo?"

Jungkook appears on the screen again. "Tilt your phone a bit down for me?"

A stunned laugh escapes you. "So shameless," you scold. "You'll see on ig later. I took cute pics in this bikini."

Jungkook frowns, nibbling on his lip piercing. "Your boyfriend can't see before your ig followers?"

"Just call me later." Giddiness spreads in your tummy.

"But you're sharing a room with Seulgi."

You blink, confused. "We have separate hotel rooms."

"But I saw her stuff on your bed when you showed me around your room on the first day."

"We like to get ready together. It's more fun that way," you explain.

Jungkook closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I've been missing out on this for four days when you two have separate rooms?"

You feel the tiny dig of a finger at your chest before a small hand tries to tug the front of your top down.

"Nabi, baby," you scold, making her let go of the lacy material. "I thought I told you many times already."

Nabi pouts at you, sad and grumpy. But she's also extremely mischievous — perhaps because you love to spoil her, which may have led to some bratty tendencies. But how could you not? She's so tiny and cute and has the same doe eyes as Jungkook. That's reason enough — so she moves her hand back to your chest.

"Don't try to take my top off." You raise your brows. "We've talked about this so many times, missy."

You gently remove her hand from your chest again, adjusting her little body on your hip as you continue stirring the food on the stove.

"Talked about what?"

Both you and Nabi turn to Jungkook’s voice.

"Jungkook," you beam. Your legs move on their own toward him. Nabi utters happy little sounds.

He gives you both a forehead kiss, taking Nabi from your arms when she impatiently wriggles to get his attention and be held by him.

"What was she up to again?" he asks, his sparkly eyes focused on Nabi, who is currently giving him her brightest smile. Jungkook tickles her tummy, and she squeals.

You get back to stirring the pot. "Just, you know, she's been obsessed with taking this off again." You point to the lacy camisole you're wearing.

He chuckles deeply. "I'm obsessed with them too. She takes after me." You roll your eyes at his silliness.

Jungkook pecks your neck. One hand grabs your waist. He sneakily brushes his fingers up your sides, gently tracing over your ribcage until his hand squeezes the supple flesh of your chest.

You draw a sharp breath. "You're too much, Jungkook," you tease, your cheeks turning hot as you gently push him away.

Jungkook grins. He can't keep his hand to himself. They naturally land on your waist again.

"Just missed you." He kisses Nabis head. "You too." He watches you cook, fingers somehow managing to slip underneath your top and draw little circles on your skin. "The kids at boxing class have missed you too. They asked why my pretty assistant wasn't here today."

You giggle. "They really said that?"

When you visited Jungkook at work the other day, he was giving a class for the children, and he decided to put you in boxing gloves and called you his assistant for today's class.

"Yeah, and I told him to knock it off because you're my girlfriend. And then they all giggled and said that was really obvious because I kept smiling when you were around," Jungkook says. "And because Jia saw us kissing."

"Jungkook, why are you picking up fights with 8-year-olds?" You laugh, shaking your head, incredulous at his antics. "You're unbelievable. But I'd love to visit again if you'd want me to."

ugh me too !!! so here's a little dialogue teaser that popped into my head a while ago for a future chapter <3

"Jungkook," you whine.

"What's up?"

"I need you. Like, really bad right now."

"Huh?"

"Just saw a couple make out outside, and it made me think of you, and now I'm horny."

"I'm pretty sure that's called voyeurism."

"No, I'm horny."