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Little Haeun was just about to turn eleven months old, and Yoongi had been patiently waiting for her to say her first word for the last three months. Even though he knew she probably wouldn’t talk as early as eight months he was hopeful.
Jungkook had warned his husband not to curse or she would pick it up, of course Yoongi didn't care in the slightest. He continued to curse even if he was warned by the younger.
“Yah! Hyung we have rules in this house! One is we are never leaving our child alone with Namjoon. Two is you can’t curse around our daughter. Three.. Did we have a third rule?” Jungkook asked from his spot next to Yoongi.
“You, Jungkookie worry too much about what I say. Our daughter is not going to pick up on my habit of cursing. Besides she looks so much more like you I bet she’ll even have your stupid, douchey personality.”
Jungkook smacked his husband and took their daughter so she was sitting in his lap. He glared at his husband, upset by his choice of words.
“Kookie you know I love you. If I didn’t I wouldn’t have married you, or be sitting here, or let you fu-”
“Hyung shut the fuck up!”
Yoongi snickered before moving to rest his head against Jungkook’s shoulder. “If she picks up anything bad it’s because of you.”
“Meh” Haeun started to make sounds from her spot in Jungkook’s lap.
“Hyung! Camera! Get the damn camera!” Jungkook shouted as he watched their daughter try and talk.
Yoongi complied and grabbed the camera, moving to sit in front of Jungkook and their daughter. He turned on the camera and waited for Haeun to start talking.
“Jungkook this better not be like the last three times where you said she was gonna talk and she ended up throwing up on me.” Yoongi warned.
“Hyung I know our daughter, she’s gonna talk and it’s gonna be super cute!”
The two men sat there for what seemed like hours until Haeun finally opened her mouth and spoke an actual word instead of gibberish.
“Eomma!” She shouted and made grabby hands towards Yoongi.
Jungkook laughed as he handed their daughter off to his husband and took the camera. Yoongi growled before taking the girl and giving her a hug.
“Haeun, I’m not eomma. I’m appa.” Yoongi tried to correct her, but Haeun wanted nothing to do with that.
“Eomma! Eomma! Eomma!” She continued to chant.
“Well hyung, I guess your eomma.” Jungkook barely said between laughs. “Also I should be appa, I’m the nicer between the two of us. You’re gonna be eomma.”
“No shit Sherlock, you’ve always been the softer one between the two of us. I also refuse to let our daughter call me eomma.”
“Shit!” Haeun shouted. She looked up at Yoongi and smiled at him.
“Great job eomma look what you taught our daughter.”
“Eomma!” Haeun shouted again, this time making grabby hands at Jungkook.
“Well I guess I’m not the only eomma here.” Yoongi said as he handed their daughter back off to Jungkook.
“Shut the fuck up hyung. We’re so screwed! That’s it! Rule two is replacing rule one!”
“Min Jungkook, I swear to god you better not change that rule about Namjoon watching our child! He set a water bottle on fire!”
“You’re right, okay we’re keeping the rules the same.”
“Eomma! Shit! Eomma!”
“This is your fault hyung.”
“I love you too Jungkookie.”