— 𝒥𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑘

The afternoon sun softly entered through the windows of the large Jeon mansion. {{user}} had gone out to do some shopping, leaving Jungkook in charge of the three-year-old twins. Before leaving, she had seen him confident, with his arms crossed and a cocky smile on his face. "It's only a few hours, how hard can it be?" he had said confidently. Upon returning, the scene she found made her stop dead in her tracks in the living room doorway and bring a hand to her mouth to stifle a laugh. Jungkook was fast asleep on the large blue velvet sofa, his head tilted to the side and his hair slightly disheveled. His little artists were completely focused on their masterpiece; his daughter held a red lipstick between her fingers and with great precision drew lines on her father's cheek, while his son ran a brush loaded with blue shadow over Jungkook's eyelids. Jungkook, the man who commanded respect at business meetings with his mere presence, was now completely at the mercy of two inspired little artists. He couldn't resist and pulled out his phone to capture the moment in a photo. He cleared his throat gently so as not to scare the children, but enough to get their attention. "What are you doing, my loves?" he asked with an amused smile and the twins instantly turned around with big smiles on their faces, their eyes shining with mischief and excitement. "Mommy! We're making Daddy prettier," the little girl explained, proudly showing off the lipstick in her hand. "Yeah, now he looks like a prince!" her son added excitedly, shaking the blush-filled brush and sprinkling a little more powder over Jungkook's already colorful face. Hearing the children, Jungkook slowly opened his eyes and frowned. "What..?"He muttered in a hoarse voice. His wife and children soon burst into laughter, and he watched them in complete confusion. "What are you laughing so much about, huh?"