good day

Something Seokjin and Yoongi could both agree on was that they hate the doctor's office.

It fills the younger with so much anxiety, and to their distaste, they had to make a visit so Yoongi could get his immunizations for school. Seokjin promised his son they would be in and out, but from the looks of the room, it's gonna be a longer wait than they both anticipated.

Seokjin stared down at his son. The poor thing was shaking from nervousness and chewing on his nails. Jin places his hand over the younger's, grasping it gently, offering a warm smile to his child, who was staring up at him.

"It's alright, Yoongi. There's no need to be nervous. It's just a shot. You'll be fine, and I'll be right there with you," he assures, the back of the boy's hand.

Yoongi pouts, looking away from his dad, "We've been waiting for so long," he murmurs.

Seokjin lets out a sigh, letting go of Yoongi's hand, making the boy yelp and grasp the older's hand again. "Please hold my hand until it's my turn." The older nods, wrapping his right arm around Yoongi as he holds his hand with his left. 

Seokjin observes all the parents and kids that come into the packed doctor's office. Some kids were running around, others whining and crying, some were distracted by their phones or tablets.

A man walks in with presumingly his son, Seokjin's attention lingers on the two.

Seokjin couldn't deny the fact that the man is attractive. He's tall and well built, with tattoos covering his arms. His blond hair was styled back, showing off his forehead and strong features, unlike his big doe-like eyes. Yes, he was attractive, but he was also obviously very young.

Beside him was an adorable boy about Yoongi's age. The child had a messy bowl hair cut and wore a ridiculously stylish outfit for a child.

Seokjin watched as the man tapped his son's shoulder, signaling him to take a seat, and the boy follows, walking over to empty seats near Seokjin and Yoongi.

"May I please sit here?" The small boy asks politely.

Seokjin nods, resisting the urge to coo and pinch the boy's cheeks.

Once the boy settled into his seat, Seokjin couldn't help but notice the concerned glances the boy would pass Yoongi.

"Is he alright?" The boy asked, curiosity getting the best of him.

"He's fine, just a little nervous," Jin replies, using his free hand to brush back Yoongi's hair.

"Oh, I'm here for a check-up!" He informs with a bright boxy grin.

"My name is Taehyung-" he points to the man he walked in with "-That's my hyung Jungkook."

Seokjin smiles, "I'm Seokjin, and this is Yoongi."

"Is he your brother too?" Taehyung questions, staring at Yoongi.

Jin shakes his head, "Actually, he's my-"

"Tae! You're not supposed to talk to strangers!" Jungkook scolds, pulling the boy gently by the collar of his shirt.

Jin lets out a small cough causing the male to turn around and look over at him. His eyes widen as he lets go of Taehyung's shirt.

"I'm sorry dude, I hope he didn't bother you guys." The man apologizes.

Dude? Seokjin couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Did this kid just call him, dude?

Jin feels his son tap onto him and asks if he could go play with Taehyung. He watches as the two go off and play with puzzle pieces at a small children's table.

"It's alright. He's sweet and well behaved." Seokjin noticed the tiny smile that came to Jungkook's face as he looked over at his younger brother.

His heart panged as a realization dawned on him. Jungkook might be raising Taehyung on his own.

"You're doing a good job," Jin stated suddenly cause the male to look up. "In raising him. You're doing good. He's so polite and sweet, don't worry."

Jungkook blinks, and the older could swear he saw the beginnings of tears as a wide bunny-like smile came to the male's face.

"Thank you-you don't know how badly I need to hear that. It's just me and Tae. Our parents passed when he was two, I was granted custody."

Seokjin gives the boy a sympathetic look, and Jungkook eyes widen as he waves his hand.

"It's fine! I'm ok. We're ok," He chuckles. "So what about you?"

"I'm also raising Yoongi on my own too. His father left when he was only a month old," Seokjin responds with a shrug.

Jungkook frowns, "Well, he's an idiot. He had an adorable kid and a beautiful partner. Oh well, his loss."

Is he flirting? Now, this is a typical thing for Jin. Despite being thirty-one, he gets hit on by people much younger than him because of his youthful looks. He can no longer tell if it's a blessing or a curse.

"Tell me about yourself? All I know you're a cute single dad."

Oh, he's definitely flirting.

"How do you know I'm single?"

"You told me you're raising Yoongi on your own?" The younger says.

"I could have a boyfriend," Seokjin retorts with a pout.

"Well, do you?" Jungkook questions.

The older pouts again. "No," Seokjin sighs.

Jungkook lets out a chuckle, "Are you in college as well? I am currently."

"I graduated a while back. I'm thirty-one."

Jungkook eyes go wide, "I'm sorry, what-you're-huh?" The male stammers out.

"I'm thirty-one," Seokjin repeats.

The male eyes the older in shock. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope," Seokjin chuckles. "There must be a reason you asked for my age, so spill it."

The younger shakes his head, "I wanted to ask you out on a date, honestly," Jungkook confesses.

"Wow, how bold," Seokjin teases.

"Had to take my chance. Not every day you see an extremely beautiful man like yourself," Jungkook comments.

Seokjin feels his ears burn, "You think I'm beautiful?"

"Extremely, but I'm sure you already know that," the younger teases.

There a sly grin on Jungkook's face, "So what do you say? May I pretty please get your number?"

Seokjin bites back a smile and rolls his eyes holding his hand out for the younger's device. "Give your phone."

Jungkook looks speechless as he hands the older his cellphone, letting Seokjin put his number in his contacts.

"Min Yoongi?" A nurse calls out.

Seokjin hands the younger back his phone with a smile, "That's us. Call me."

Seokjin takes his son's hand as they head to the back. He can't help but grin as he feels Jungkook's eyes still lingering on him.

Maybe the doctor's office isn't that bad.