Marriage (Jikook)

Sweetie.

Chapter 2
Sweetie
Jimin's POV

I was at work, doing my research on the Jeons.

Jungkook is eighteen and four months. He's cute, and has a GPA of 4.0, he even graduated early. He's five two, and is known to be shy. His step father is trying to get up in a business, which is failing. And his mother, is trying to become a lawyer, which also isn't going well. His brother works at a diner, while Jungkook does not have a job.

I smiled at his picture.

Printing out papers, I marched over to my fathers office. "DAD!" I shout.

He and Baekhyun jumped, as they were having coffee together. "I want this boy to be mine! And if you don't have him in my office by Friday, imma be pissed!" I shout, putting the papers on his desk before leaving.

True to himself. Baekhyun popped his head in then ushered a family of four in. Jungkook piggy back riding on a taller ones back.

"May we help you sir?" the tallest one asks. He was probably Jungkook's step father.

"I need all your names." I order.

"I'm Kim Seokjin." the tallest one said, he must be the speaker of the family. "My wife Kim Namjoon. My son Kim Taehyung and my step son, Jeon Jungkook." he smiles, gesturing to each one.

(All of their outfits-Jin's wearing a button up)

"Hm." I smile. "I have you here because I want to let you know. Your problems are solved, you will live in riches," they all gasp. "Because I, will marry your youngest son." I smile.

"What!?" Namjoon said.

"Your son is my wife. I'm sorry, but you can't disagree. Just know that he can do whatever he pleases with me as long as he's loyal." I look at their shocked eyes except for Jungkook who was being all cute and sleeping.

"I'm sorry, my son should be able to make that choice sir. I-I don't think he's able to get married." he was holding his husbands hand really hard now.

"Why?" I ask.

"You see... He's very innocent and doesn't understand anything. And he refuses to listen. His Korean isn't that good either." he seemed to be on edge. I could tell that his husband was going to have to literally pry his hand off.

I shake my head. "I'll let you live in the same house with us for before the wedding. It is his choice to sleep in the same bed as me. My assistant will lead you to the house." I smile.

Namjoon's POV

We were sitting at the huge dinner table that Park had provided. Jungkook was finally awake. He was coloring in his stress coloring books. When we told him what had happened he started freaking out. Taehyung was reading a book while me and Jin were talking.

"Namjoon, hey, Namjoon!" he snapped in my face.

"JIN!" I hiss. "Don't snap in my face." I glare.

"I love you. And you know that. I understand that both of us don't want Jungkook to get married, but maybe Park will listen to him." Jin suggested.

"Yes!" I kiss him. "Thank you for putting that idea in my head."

Taehyung set Jungkook on his lap and kissed his cheek. They were so close it was so sweet.

Park walked in and noticed Jungkook on Taehyung's lap. His eyes grew cold. "Jungkook, can you come here?" he asks.

Jungkook looks up, dropping his pencils and slowly walking over. Park touched Jungkook's cheek, who freaked out and started crying, running to me and Jin. We opened our arms and hugged him. "What the fuck?" Park was very confused.

"He doesn't know you enough. He has to touch you before you even get close to touching him." Jin said, rubbing our sons back.

"Fine. Then make him touch my cheek!" Park ordered.

"Baby, can you touch his cheek?" Jin asks.

"No Daddy, I don't want to!" Jungkook cried.

"Shh, it's okay. Where are our rooms?" I ask.

Park Rolled his eyes and pointed upstairs. "Every room has a name on it. Ask my maids if you want to change anything." he walked away.