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“Hyung, date now.” Jungkook complained from the kitchen. He had been begging all week to go on a date, but Yoongi refused to leave his children. The last time Jungkook and Yoongi had gone on a date, they returned to find their stove on fire, Jin panicking, and Namjoon throwing water at the stove.
“I refuse to leave our children alone with Jin and Namjoon again! Last time they almost fucking burned down our kitchen! How is that even possible!? There was nothing on the stove!” Yoongi responded while he walked over to the kitchen and sat at one of the bar stools.
Jungkook pouted and moved to lean against the counter. He poked Yoongi’s arm repeatedly. “Please… We haven’t gone out in forever, last time we went out Haeun had black hair. Hyung please?” Jungkook kept poking his arm until Yoongi moved.
Yoongi shot his husband a glare. He hated it when Jungkook brought up anything that had to do with Haeun’s rebellious phase. The teenager was already very much like Yoongi, refusing to listen to authority figures, cursed every other word, and was now being rebellious. Damn his parents to saying his kid was going to be worse than him.
“Fine, but who do you want to watch our kids? Jimin could, but he probably would bring over Hoseok and Tae.” The moment the older had mentioned Tae, Jungkook stood up and shook his head.
“No! We are not letting that delinquent into our house! You don’t know what he could do! He is evil! Eeeeevilllll I tell you!!!”
Haeun walked into the kitchen and glared at Jungkook. “Get the fuck over it, appa. He’s my best friend, he isn’t going to ’magically disappear’.”
The idea to do stupid shit was completely Yoongi’s fault. Even though he thinks it was Tae’s or her’s, Haeun had found a stash of her aboji’s old pictures and journals. Most of them showing him with the millions of different hair colors he tried out along with all the stupid, idiotic shit he did. Most of the writings were lyrics, but mainly about how he rebelled.
Haeun had taken an instant interest in the journals and read them all in one night. Once she finished she decided that she wanted to be rebellious. She dyed her hair blue, pierced her ears by herself, and decided to dress in guy’s clothes. She moved to sit on the counter, looking at both of her fathers.
Jungkook glared at his daughter, he would try and correct her language but they learned early on she was exactly like Yoongi.
“Haeun, why the hell are you wearing one of hyung’s shirts?”
Haeun looked down and pulled at the shirt.
“It's cool, and you wouldn't buy me one like TaeTae’s. So I just took aboji’s, he was cool with it. Also you two should go out. I’m old enough to stay home alone and watch Hyewon.”
The younger stared at his husband before sighing. The two of them were so alike it was scary.
“Don't spill food on my shirt or you'll do the laundry for three weeks.” Yoongi reminded her before looking over at his husband, “do you still want to go out? There was that new movie Jin was in.”
Jungkook nodded as he jumped up and grabbed the keys to the car. Yoongi chuckled, he would never get over how Jungkook acted childish over small things like dates or surprises. Jungkook quickly returned with his cute bunny like smile plastered on his face.
“Haeun, rules. Feed your sister, don't throw a party, no sex, umm and don't spill shit on my shirt.”
Haeun made a gagging noise when Yoongi mentioned sex.
“OMG! Aboji that's so gross! What the actual fuck?” She shouted before covering her ears and shouting, “I'm not listening anymore!” Continuously until she entered her room and slammed the door.
“H-hyung… Is our precious daughter having sex with that delinquent next door?” Jungkook asked, his face only showing horror at the thought of his daughter being with Taehyung. Before Yoongi could neither confirm nor deny his knowledge in his daughter’s interest in the boy next door, their youngest walked up and interrupted.
“Appa, I love you! Can we get noodles and beef for dinner?” She asked flashing a pair of puppy eyes towards him.
“Jungkook if she was you'd need to get the fuck over it. You were fu-”
Jungkook screeched, rushing over to Yoongi and throwing his hands over his mouth.
“Hyung shut up! Oh please just shut up about that! That was different!”
Yoongi raised an eyebrow, he clearly didn’t know how him and Jungkook having sex was different than their daughter and Taehyung having sex. Yoongi refused to be the ignorant parent who thought their child was an angel, but since tonight was date night he decided to ignore it.
“Yes you can have noodles and beef. Here is the money, go to your unnie and tell her to order from that place down the street. Appa and I are going on a date. Do you know who to call if there is trouble?” Yoongi asked his youngest.
He had a special spot in his heart for both of his daughters, but Hyewon won out most of the time, mainly because she was exactly like Jungkook personality wise.
“I call Jimin ahjussi first, if he doesn't pick up I call Jin ahjussi. Never call Namjoon ahjussi. If no one picks up, call the police and have unnie hide under the bed.”
Yoongi nodded and ruffled Hyewon’s hair. “Good girl, okay we’ll be back around midnight. Tell Haeun she is not allowed to have Tae over. No matter what, he is not allowed to be here.”
Hyewon nodded as she followed Jungkook and Yoongi to the door. “Bye! I love you!” She shouted before closing the door.
She turned on her heel and walked into Haeun’s room. “Unnie, aboji said we could have beef and noodles for dinner. He said you have to call. Money is on the counter. TaeTae isn't allowed over.”
After she was done relaying the message she left the room and went back to the living room to continue to watch TV.
“Finally they're gone, time to call Tae.” Haeun grabbed her cellphone and quickly dialed Tae’s number.