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BABYSITTING

NA JAEMIN

Prologue: You think kids are little devils, as they turn out to be with you but Jaemin has got another side to show you.

Genre: Fluff

Wordcount: 1,466

Warnings: Mild Language

The hands of the clock had barely made it through the daylight hours, but your condition was a disaster. Your room now appeared like some sort of zoo, to put it aptly. The bedcovers were pulled out, drawers and shelves raided, coloring pencils and crayons spread all across the room and to any possible place they could conquer. The screaming sounds mixed with the giggles and laughs now seemed rather evil to you.

Being a big sister and the only teen sister to your five little evil cousins wasn’t something you signed up for, but that’s just how it was. Your humungous family was having a get-together over the long weekend, resulting in all the uncles with a dead sense of humor, the aunts with relentless gossip whom you never liked, and the superficially cute-appearing cousins that carried chaos and trouble inside them gathering at your place. Having your grandparents around too was the only thing that you looked up to.

And it would have been completely fine if only people minded their own businesses, but that was not the case. You did not mind sitting down with everyone and being a part of a lively conversation, reminiscing about the old days, embarrassing stories from the past, bitching about the relatives that weren't present there. That was, after all, the essence of a family. It was only then that the conversations began to turn and hit you, questioning your career decisions, college grades, part-time, uninvitedly interfering in your little social life, talking about your never-before-existing love affairs with the rich boy next door, and what the hell not.

You had to bear it all, and you did. There was this thing about "family" that no one could ever escape, and you were no special exception either.

You reasoned that it would be better this afternoon because all of the adults from the functioning society had left the house. Was it for shopping? Just going around the city? Visiting some more knowns? You couldn’t care less. You were just happy that they were gone.

It had now been three hours since you were babysitting a bunch of toddlers. Ensuring they don’t bump their heads on your mum’s expensive taste furniture. Looking around, and counting their heads and turning the house upside down in case any one of them was not in place. You were now done with listening to their babbles and epics of how their kindergarten teacher awarded them with a star on their wrists. Things went worse when you allowed them in your room, giving them the permission to do just about whatever they wanted.

You placed yourself on your pastel green couch, pulling out your phone from your pocket and excusing yourself from the world. A text message from Jaemin, your college boyfriend, caught your attention before anything else.

"Hey, babe! Wanna hang out today?" he asked. Without even considering his offer, you spammed him with more texts.

"Why are kids so annoying?"

"Why do people get so excited over kids when, in the end, they turn out to be devils?"

"I swear there is something wrong with this generation."

"They won't get into place, so what the hell do I do now?"

"And I’m not even getting paid for it."

"They are now demanding gummy bears to assemble them into battalions like girl, for reals?"

You started off out of context, leaving Jaemin clueless. "Eh? You alright? Are you into babysitting kids, wait a minute, what?"

You realized. "Oh, I’m sorry, but I can’t hang out today, I have to watch over my cousins." You sent him a text back. What would otherwise have been a fun day out with your boyfriend has now turned into a stupid baby daycare session.

"I’m coming over." Jaemin replied. Too tired to respond back, you left him on read, the most recent evolved habit of yours.

Fifteen minutes later, you heard the door knock. You were sure it was Jaemin, but you would have been happier if the adults returned home. Oh, how badly you wish they could come and collect their devil bags. You were done.

"Hi!" Greeted Jaemin with his bunny smile and sparkling eyes. Either it was his caffeine addiction and espresso shots, or this boy just naturally never lacked energy, as cheerful as ever. For a moment you were lost, thinking of how jealous you were of him.

"Hey? Y/N, You alright?" He now clicked his fingers in front of your eyes, trying to grab your attention.

"Oh yeah, Hi Jaem! Come in!" You welcomed him inside and he was astonished to say the least upon viewing your otherwise immaculate house. Cushions on the floor acting as rugs, Legos, deadly little Lego pieces that no one would ever want to step on scattered. Chocolate bar wrappers and unwrapped stationery placed themselves at questionable places and oh, dear, your dad’s broken vinyl record.

Clearing his throat, Jaemin now took a glance at you. Shirt half tucking in, messy hair bun that was too messy to be considered fashionable, and mismatched pair of socks. They eyebags added more to your tired appearance.

"Are the kids bullying you?" Jaemin teased. It was meant to lighten up the atmosphere but Jaemin showcased his sense of humor at the wrong timing. You did not care that he was your boyfriend.

"More like do you want me to bully you?" You raged at him. Jaemin flinched for a second, but he was quick enough to realize it was not you but your sleep ridden, tired and annoyed soul shouting at him. If this boy could handle your PMS, this little incident was not a big game for him.

In a flash, he pulled you into a hug. The arms that could comfort you, anytime. It felt so comfortable that you could sleep in them for a lifetime. Plus his cologne added more to the vibe.

"I’m sorry". He comforted you as he pecked your forehead, squeezing you even tighter. "How about you go take a nap? You really need some rest right now." He offered and you were keen to accept it but you had family obligations.

"But them, these kids, Jaemin there are five of them and they are evil". You ranted out, almost on the verge of tears. "I’ll look after them". He stated, ready to take on the responsibility. You looked up at him, wearing a doubtful expression. "Oh, come on, I really can! If I can look after Jisung, your cousins are no big deal!", He justified.

"Jisung is fucking twenty." You reverted. How could Jaemin compare his two-years younger friend to babysitting. Jaemin was funny indeed and he sure knew how to lift your mood up.

He grinned at your response and headed the two of you into your room. Managing to scrape out some clean and comfy space of your bed that met with the fate of the toddlers. Jaemin planted a kiss on your forehead as you drifted to sleep.

Three and a half hours later you were woken up by more giggles, one of which seemed too gigantic to belong to a kid. You stepped out of your now-in-place room, rubbing your eyes in disbelief.

There sat Jaemin and the five cousins, with cookies in their hands as they watched Frozen on the TV. The aroma of freshly baked gourmets filled the entire living room, which had been restored to its original state.

You were beyond happy. Did Jaemin do all of this? Well, of course he did. There was no Gennie that could otherwise have done those little wonders.

"Hey Guys! Enjoying yourselves?" you inquired. Grins and cheers mixed with "Yep" responses answered you back.

"We baked cookies, do you want some?" commented one of the little devils, who now seemed to appear rather cute.

"We also cleaned up! Don’t this look shiny now?" said the other, who could barely speak with the stuffed food in her mouth.

"Jaemin you really tamed them like woah?! I never knew you were good with kids!" You exclaimed, returning back to your his arms as he rose from his seat. "Oh, I’m just good with so many things, It’s time you start acknowledging." Jaemin started off.

"Hmm, like? what else are you good at? Na Jaemin? Show me!" You whispered ever so sensually. Jaemin’s throat gulped and his gaze grew darker.

"AHEM AHEM!" You looked over to see the eldest of the kids, who was hardly six, covering his eyes. The others mimicked him.

“Mom taught us to cover the eyes and ears in front of adult things.”

"Don’t be a bad influence on your cousins, you know they are hard to tame, just like you". advised your boyfriend, with his cheeky grin taking over his face again.

You loved this boy.

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