Jeon Jungkook loved kids.
And while he was a primary school teacher, which by default, loving kids was part of his job, he still found that he naturally loved them. Even when he came home sticky from unknown substances, he still loved kids. Even when he came home with a bag full of paintings, the hippest of contemporary artists wouldn't understand he still loved kids. And even on those days when he walked into his small apartment collapsing face first on his bed, sleeping the rest of the evening off in exhaustion, Jungkook was still proud to say he still loved kids.
Maybe it was their natural curiosity or their many, many questions. Whatever it was, Jungkook enjoyed his job, liked the environment he worked in and loved the kids that surrounded him nine hours a day. And he would never admit to having a favorite in his overflowing classroom.
Never out loud anyway.
The smaller boy wandered away from the group frequently, only to be found wrapped up in his grey, white cloud blanked. Well, he just might be a contender for Jungkook's favorite. No matter how many bright-colored shirts his appa dressed him in, the little guy would still manage to wrap up, zip-up, or cover-up in a black, sometimes dark grey hoodie until the release for the day. Then he would tear it off, shove it in his bag and walk out of the classroom in bright pastels, neon greens, and sunshine yellows. He was blending in with the rest of the children.
The child was adorable, and there were many days that Jungkook found he wanted to disappear from the group and wrap up into a cloud blanket with him. Today was that day. The kids were highly extra, particularly Kim Seokjin, his boss' little demon child who looked like an angel. Jin was usually the sweetest child, but on days like this, he was just extra. Extra loud, extra with his laughter, and extra with his awful dad jokes made Jungkook wonder where he got them.
Thankfully the day had ended, and Jin had gone to tell his appas his latest pun that he had repeated at least ten times to his bestest friend Tata who laughed every time. Jungkook assumed that was why Kim Taehyung was his bestest friend. But, that left him alone in blessed silence to help the remaining children find their parents in peace. Jungkook counted off each child as they raced off to hug their eommas and appas. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw little pouty Yoongi unzipping his black hoodie to reveal a bright yellow tee-shirt that said I egg brunch with an actual egg on it. It took a lot of willpower for Jungkook not to snicker at the shirt or the poor boy wearing it.
The shirt was the complete opposite of the little guy's personality. Yet, he seemed to have no problem wearing it after school or to school. Jungkook had to admit he was very curious about the parent who could convince the usually shy Yoongi to wear something so bright without any complaints. He smiled as he walked over to the little guy who was grumbling while trying to shove the hoodie into his big bag. The sleeves spilling out, bending down, Jungkook reached out slowly, looking at Yoongi's face to see if his help would be unwelcomed. Before touching the jacket, he asked, "would you like some help?"
Yoongi's little head nodded up and down once while a pout formed on his pouting lips. "Okay." reaching out, Jungkook picked up the long sleeves and gently pushed them in the bags. Then waited until Yoongi zipped the bag closed. Holding out his hands, he held the bag until Yoongi turned around, and he was able to put it on his back. Smiling, he turned the little guy around before biting the inside of his cheek when he saw how big the bag looked on his tiny frame. "Is your eomma or appa on their way?"
He watched as Yoongi looked around and nibbled on his bottom lip, "Appa is usually here by now." Jungkook frowned as he watched him scan the crowd.
"Hey Yoongi, don't worry, I am sure he is on his way. Would you like me to wait with you until he arrives?" Another small nod. Settling in Jungkook started playing games with Yoongi. It began with I spy that turned into telling stories about the different people walking by. Each person that walked by would switch between Yoongi or Jungkook. They started simple enough at first, "oh, he's a dad on his way to an office job and running late." But then they turned outlandish, "he is an alien sugar glider that spies on humans. And, and has a human form, but he's from an alien planet."
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"Why is he here spying on us?"
Yoongi scrunched up his face thinking about it, "because he is trying to steal all our grapes."
"Our grapes?"
"Yesh, grapes." Turning to look at Jungkook, he crossed his arms.
"But why our grapes?"
"Because our grapes are the bestest grapes in the whole world, and watermelons would be too big," he opened his arms and made a sweeping motion to prove his point, "to carry unde-undetect- unnoticed."
The little boy stared at him, hands on his hips as he waited for Jungkook to object again. When he didn't, he nodded and continued. "And when they get all of our grapes, they will fly away." Jungkook smiled as Yoongi stretched out his arms and ran around in a circle pretending to fly as he shouted, "laughing at us as we sit and cry because we will no longer have yummy grapes to eat at lunch." Flopping down, Yoongi covered his face with his hands and pretended to cry. Peeking through his fingers, he looked at Jungkook.
Who had wisely also covered his face with his hands and pretended to cry too. Pretended so well that Yoongi got up and walked slowly over to him, "Teacher, please don't cry, it's not real. Sugar gliders are not stealing grapes."
"But, how do you know?" Jungkook gave his best wail, tossing his head back in mock horror.
Small hands came up to tug down his face causing him to make direct eye contact. "I promise no sugar gliders will eat your grapes."
Jungkook once again found himself biting the inside of his cheeks as he stifled the smile, threatening to breakthrough. "Okay, Yoongi, I trust you."
Before they could continue their game, he heard a frantic. "Yoonie!"
The little boy in front of him twirled around, quickly scanning the area before shooting off in a dead run screaming "APPA!" before jumping up into the arms of a man bending down to catch him mid-jump. The man then proceeded to pick him up and twirl him around as Yoongi screamed and laughed in delight while the man peppered him in kisses.
Jungkook's heart melted at that sight. He had to admit the view in itself made his knees weak, thankfully. He was sitting down. Because the man switched Yoongi with ease from the air to his hip, and then his gaze went directly to Jungkook's, and he forgot to breathe. "Hello! I am so sorry. I thought I would be able to wrap up work on time, but the person I was working with would not let me go. They just kept chatting and chatting." He waved his hand in the air to dismiss it. "Anyway, thank you so much for staying with my Yoonie. He keeps telling me he's a big boy and doesn't need adult supervision, but I worry about him, you know?"
Golden skin and a bright smile that would rival the sun stare down at him, waiting for a response. And, of course, Jungkook can't find his voice settling. Instead, he nods in response which thankfully the bright man accepts. "Well, I'm glad someone else understands. Oh, I'm Jung Hoseok, Yoonie's father. And you are?"
Yoongi reached over and pulled his father's face to look at him with a tired look on his face, "Appa, that's the teacher."
"Oh, I see. Well, Yoonie, as I have never met your teacher, how about I meet him now and see how well my little Yoonie is doing, yes?"
"No."
"No?" Yoongi shook his head and crossed his arms while looking away. "And why is that? I can't believe my Yoonie is doing something so bad I can't meet his teacher? Or are you embarrassed by your appa?"
Yoongi gasped at Hoseok. "Never appa."
"Oh? Then why can't I meet your teacher?"
Jungkook watched as Yoongi looked down and picked at his shirt before shrugging his shoulders. Getting up slowly, he dusted off his pants before walking over to them and clearing his throat. "I think he might be worried that you are a sugar glider?"
