[TaeKook Fanfic ?]
Jeon Jungkook is just a baby when he first met Kim Taehyung, his kind and a gentle babysitter.
As the years passed, his small crush slowly grew into something deeper.
This is SOFT, SWEET, SLOW love story about growing up, findi...
Seokjin and Jaewook helped him and support him with their heart and encourage words.
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Taehyung tied his apron quickly, brushing his hair out of his eyes as he pulled out the ingredients.
“He always gets hungry after teasing me,” he mumbled with a fond smile, setting the dough on the counter.
He began kneading the soft dough with care, humming a light tune.
The kitchen smelled like warm memories, flour, cheese, and a tomato sauce.
Taehyung moved like he belonged there, spreading the sauce gently, adding a generous layer of cheese just the way Jungkook liked it, and topping it with lil mushrooms and corn pieces.
“Boba ball loves mushrooms,” he smiled to himself.
As he slid the tray into the oven, small footsteps padded into the kitchen.
“Taetae…” Jungkook peeked in, his hair a little messy and his cheeks puffed out.
“Hmm?” Taehyung turned, wiping his hands.
Jungkook rubbed his belly and looked up with round eyes. “Is it ready yet? Mouse running in my stomach.”
Taehyung giggled, walking over to crouch in front of him. “It needs ten more minutes, cute hungry bunny.”
Jungkook huffed and leaned into his chest, while wrapping his little arms around Taehyung’s neck. “I like your pizza the best.”
“I know, that’s why I’m making it special,” Taehyung coo, hugging him back. “Now go sit, I’ll bring it to you with your favourite banana milk.”
Jungkook gasped. “Yay!” He ran back to the living room, already excited.
Taehyung stood up, watching him go with a soft smile. The oven dinged not long after, and he took the pizza out, placing it on a plate and cutting it into small pieces.
When he brought it to the living room, Jungkook was already sitting on the couch, feet swinging happily.
Taehyung handed him the plate and placed a glass of banana milk beside him. “Here you go, babyKoo, chef’s special.”
Jungkook beamed. “Thank you, angel hyung, the best cook.”
Taehyung ruffled his hair and sat next to him, watching as the boy took a bite and instantly smiled.
“I love you, Taetae,” Jungkook mumbled with his mouth full.
Taehyung blinked, eyes softening. “I love you more, my pretty baby Koo.”
Just like that, the evening melted into quiet comfort, warm food, soft laughter, and their hearts full of unspoken love.
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Taehyung gently wiped the corner of Jungkook’s lips with a tissue, the living room echoed with foot steps.
Both their heads turned to see Jae walking in, tie loosened and jacket gone, holding a file in one hand and rubbing his neck with the other.
“You’re back early, Jaewook hyung,” Taehyung said, offering a small smile.
Jaewook hummed, placing the file on the side table. His eyes softened seeing Jungkook munching happily with crumbs on his cheeks. “Smells like pizza.”
“Angel hyung made it!” Jungkook chirped proudly, holding up a half eaten slice.
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7 year old
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Jaewook’s eyes lifted slightly in amusement. “Is that so?” He walked over and gently patted Jungkook’s head. “Did he make some for me too?”
Jungkook blinked then looked at Taehyung.
Taehyung laughed quietly and nodded. “Of course. I saved a few slices in the kitchen. You go change, I’ll warm them up.”
Jaewook sighed in relief, heading to his room. “I need that.”
While Taehyung went to get the plate ready, Jungkook leaned toward the hallway and yelled, “Cute Taetae made it extra cheesy!”
Jaewook’s chuckle echoed from the hall. “Then I’m definitely eating all of it!”
TaeKook giggled.
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Taehyung came back with the warmed up plate and placed it on the coffee table just as Jaewook returned, now in comfy clothes.
He sat beside Jungkook and took a bite, his eyes widening just a little. “This is... really good.”
Taehyung rubbed the back of his neck shyly, sitting on the floor with a glass of water. “Glad you like it.”
Jungkook leaned against Jaewook’s arm, full and sleepy now. “Angel hyung should open a pizza shop.”
“Then you’ll eat all the profit, right?” Jaewook teased, poking his tummy. Jungkook giggled.
Taehyung watched the two with a soft heart. These sweet moments, these small, warm ones—meant everything to him.
Jaewook glanced at him briefly, his eyes gentle. “Thank you, Taehyung.”
Taehyung blinked, unsure what to say.
“For pizza,” Jaewook added, voice quiet but sincere.
