Can you imagine baby jeon trying lamb skewers for the first time and wanting to have it everyday for every meal
yoongi didn’t know of the consequences of bringing jungkook out for lamb skewers for the first time… until he was asked to bring him out for a second.
he had absolutely no idea how to explain to jungkook in a nice way that a. if he does bring jungkook for lamb skewers everyday, twenty years from now he’s going to hate him so much because no one wants to find out in a doctor’s office that he has excessive fat in his body and b. that shit is expensive. more so for a person who is trying to bring up a kid at least until he’s eighteen and able to fend for himself.
so here yoongi stands in a spot that leaves him vulnerable to jungkook’s puppy eyes and your hawk ones staring at him from the kitchen.
yoongi meekly excuses himself and runs over to you, who - “y/n help me,”
“hm… i don’t know. i mean i did tell someone not to bring him out for lamb skewers but someone just didn’t want to listen to me,”
“i’m sorry!” yoongi tries his best to be soft but it’s hard when the regret is mighty high in him, “he was asking and asking of how it tastes like and i just wanted to shut him up but now he won’t shut up about wanting to eat it again!”
“and whose fault is that?”
yoongi gulps and swallows the answer of jungkook to squeeze out a me…
you pat your hands on the apron and brush past him to get out of the kitchen. getting down to your knees and motioning jungkook over, the seven year old walks over with a gummy grin at the sight of you.
“noona,” he stretches his arms out for a hug and of course, you hug him first. giving him at least five seconds to relish in your hug, you pull back with hands rooting his shoulders down so you can see him properly before you say: “jungkook, are you asking your hyung to bring you out for lamb skewers again?”
he doesn’t even lie, nodding his head with a smile, “lamb skewers are tasty!”
“they are tasty jungkook, i won’t lie. but it’s not something that you can eat everyday. it’s… let’s just say it’s okay to eat it every now and then but it’s not good to eat it all the time,” you brush his hair from his face to continue, “so let’s save lamb skewers for another time when the time is right, okay? tonight i’m making your favorite fried rice, hm?”
he seems to take it in well, nodding (gentler) again with a faint smile. you can tell he’s a bit disappointed but he understands. which is all you ever ask for.
“okay noona. can i go play with jiminie hyung now?”
you stand and pat his head, urging him towards the direction of jimin’s room.
turning around, you see yoongi standing by the wok, “teach me how to cook.”
“c’mon! i want to make it for the kid,”
folding your arms and leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen, you raise a brow, “you feel bad, don’t you?”
“then get out of the kitchen,”
“yes i feel bad! now let me cook for him and teach me how to do it.”