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Jungkook had always been the center of your world, he was the only parent you ever remembered having and the only person you knew you could trust blindly. He was the sweetest man ever, treated you in the most caring and loving way possible, and was always calm and understanding. He has the patience to be a father, something most parents lacked, and that made the both of you a close parent-child duo. There wasn't the typical discomfort or distrust, on the contrary, you two were immensely comfortable with one another and had no problem sharing your own thoughts and feelings. It all started to changed as you grew up, however.

Jungkook was a good looking man, anyone with eyes could see it, and as much as you always knew such, you never gave it much thought, until you did. You blamed it on your teenager hormones, but suddenly all your father did sounded and looked so immensely attractive. It was crazy to you that you had little interest in the people from your school—teens your age—and you in fact just wanted him; your dad. You didn't know what to do, it was obvious enough that such attraction was wrong, so you ended up growing a bit distant, even if still being close to him to some extent.

He was currently making dinner downstairs in the kitchen, humming a song while chopping vegetables, and you had arrived from school some time ago. You wanted to go to him, spend time with him, but you weren't sure if you would be able to handle it. In any case, you decided to go downstairs, finding him there as pretty as always, hands cooking skillfully and features set in a calm rest.