Fragments of fragile heart

The night had barely begun, yet the chaos in the Kim household showed no signs of settling. As soon as Jungkook lay down on the bed, a battle erupted between his husband and their son over who would get to cuddle him first.

"Eomma is mine!" Taegukie declared, clinging to Jungkook's arm.

Taehyung scoffed, crossing his arms. "Excuse me, young man, but Jungkook was mine first. I married him before you were even born."

"So what? Eomma loves me more!" Taegukie pouted, sticking his tongue out at his father.

Taehyung gasped dramatically. "Jungkook, did you hear that? He's trying to steal you from me!"

Jungkook, caught between them, sighed and rubbed his temple. "Taehyung, you're an adult. Stop bickering with a five-year-old."

"But he started it!" Taehyung whined, pointing at their son.

Taegukie huffed and clung tighter to Jungkook. "Eomma, tell Appa to sleep somewhere else. You should sleep with me tonight!"

"No way," Taehyung countered. "Jungkook is mine, and I sleep with him every night. That's the rule."

"Rules are meant to be broken," Taegukie smirked mischievously.

Taehyung squinted at his son. "Where did you hear that?"

"From you, Appa."

Jungkook chuckled at Taehyung's defeated expression and finally made a decision. "Enough, both of you. Taegukie, you can sleep on my chest, and Taehyung, you get one arm. No more fighting."

Taehyung groaned. "Not fair! I should get your chest."

"Do you want to sleep on the couch?" Jungkook deadpanned.

Taehyung pouted but didn't argue further. He reluctantly accepted his spot, wrapping his arm around Jungkook's waist while Taegukie proudly climbed onto his eomma's chest.

A few hours later, Jungkook stirred awake, feeling an unusual weight on him. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was greeted with the sight of Taehyung sprawled over him, his head resting on Jungkook's chest, arms wrapped tightly around his waist, while Taegukie lay beside them, sleeping soundly.

Jungkook sighed, instantly realizing what had happened. Taehyung must have waited until Taegukie was in deep sleep before shifting him aside and claiming his usual spot. Jungkook tried to push him gently so he could sleep comfortably, but instead, Taehyung tightened his grip and nuzzled his face into Jungkook's chest.

Jungkook felt a ticklish sensation as Taehyung pressed small, lazy kisses on his bare skin, murmuring incoherent words in his sleep. Jungkook smiled and ran his fingers through Taehyung's soft hair, but his breath hitched when Taehyung suddenly whispered against his skin.

"You smell so good, baby," Taehyung muttered, his deep voice dripping with sleep and something else. He slowly opened his eyes, dark with longing, and grinned. "I caught you awake."

Jungkook gulped when Taehyung leaned up, his lips grazing along his jaw. "Tae... Taegukie is right there."

Taehyung smirked and whispered, "Then don't be too loud, baby."

Jungkook felt his face heat up as Taehyung trailed kisses down his neck, stopping to nibble teasingly at his collarbone. "Tae, we can't."

"We can. If we're quiet." Taehyung leaned in, brushing his lips against Jungkook's ear. "Or we can continue in the bathroom."

Jungkook gasped, his heart pounding. "You're impossible."

"And you love me for it," Taehyung smirked before capturing Jungkook's lips in a deep, lingering kiss.Jungkook whimpered softly into the kiss, his arms wrapping around Taehyung's neck. He pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. When they finally broke apart, they were both panting softly.