A/N: for the anon who requested “a fluff scenario where suga picks you up from the daycare you work at and the kids tease the both of you” hope you like it, anonnie!
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“Okay, guys! It’s clean up time. Who wants to sing the clean up song?” you say, clapping your hands together.
Several hands go up, and you choose the girl with two pony tails. She calls them her “doggy ears.” The little girl gets up and starts singing an over exaggerated opera version of the clean up song.
You laugh and begin helping the children clean up the room that is a complete mess. It’s so messy that you can’t even see the carpet floor.
You pick up some plastic toys that are meant to look like food and start placing them back in the “kitchen” cabinets. Then, you put the toy trucks and cars where they belong. You look up to see if the children are all cleaning, and you smile when you find that they’re all working together to get the room clean.
The little girl’s singing and the chatter is so loud that you don’t hear your boyfriend, Yoongi, enter the room. You’re still cleaning, when one of the children calls your name.
“Ms. _____!” a boy shouts, pointing towards the door.
You drop the toys in your hand, when you see who’s at the door. You hadn’t seen him for at least a month. His busy schedule getting in the way of you all ever spending any time with each other. He has a smile plastered on his face, and his hands in his pockets.
“Yoongi!” you shout, happiness overwhelming you.
You run over to Yoongi, and he immediately wraps his arms tightly around your waist. He hugs you tight and begins peppering kisses all over your face. When he’s done showering you with kisses everywhere on your face except your lips, he places a kiss on your lips. You smile, feeling the familiar lips that you’ve longed to kiss for the past month. His lips are soft and the kiss is gentle, full of emotion. When he pulls back, he smiles at you.
“____, I’ve missed you so much,” he says before hugging you tightly once more.
“I’ve missed you too,” you say, voice muffled by his chest.
You look up at him and break the hug. He pouts, but you kiss him again as soon as he does. The reality that there’s about 20 children watching this scene unravel doesn’t hit you until you hear snickering from behind you. You break the kiss and turn around to see the children laughing and whispering with their hands covering their mouths to hide their laughs.
“Oh no! My eyes! My poor innocent eyes!”
“I’m outta here.”
“W-what are they doing?”
You feel your face heat up with embarrassment.
“Hey, uh, we were cleaning weren’t we?” you say quickly, trying to change the subject as fasts as possible.
“Yoongi and _____ sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage!” they all chant.
“Stop!” you shout, but you’re laughing with them. You look back at Yoongi to see that he’s laughing too. His eyes crinkling and bending over to hold his stomach from laughing so hard.
The excitement has gone down, and the children are already off contributing to making the mess, that has not yet been cleaned up, bigger. You turn around to give your attention to Yoongi.
“Sorry about that,” you say, laughing nervously.
“No. It’s okay,” he says with a smile, snaking an arm around your waist.
“What brings you here?” you ask, looking up at him.
“I’m here to pick you up. I have the next couple of days off, so I figured we could hangout starting as soon as I get off,” he says with a shrug, but he’s smiling hard.
“Oh okay. I’ll just go grab my things,” you say, already eagerly racing off to go fetch your belongings.
When you come back with your things, you find Yoongi gathering toys from off the ground and putting them back in the bins. He’s still cleaning, when a little boy approaches him.
“Is Ms. _____ your girlfriend?” the boy asks, smiling mischievously at the word “girlfriend.”
“Yes,” Yoongi answers the boy with a smile.
“She’s great. I’ll beat you up, if you break her heart!” the boy says, waving his fist dangerously close to Yoongi’s face to prove his point.
“I won’t. I promise,” Yoongi says, lifting his pinky up to the boy.
“Woah. A pinky promise? You must really love her,” the boy says with wide eyes.
The boy lifts his pinky to meet Yoongi’s and they link.
“Yeah. I do,” Yoongi says, laughing.
You smile. Your heart flutters at the sight. The boy unhooks their pinkies and runs back over to where his friends are without another word. Yoongi turns around to see you standing there. His face reddens.
“You saw that?” Yoongi asks, scratching the back of his neck.
He walks over to you and holds your hand. Your fingers link with his. You smile at the familiar feeling, and you still can’t believe he’s here.
“Yeah. I did. I think it may have been the cutest thing I’ve seen. Oh, and I love you too,” you tell him and place a kiss to his cheek.