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jeongguk can’t seem to sleep tonight (again.)
there’s nothing huge on his body now, but someone is crying right next to him. his husband isn’t sleeping either, he is downstairs, getting ready a bottle for the newest member of their small family. it’s not like he can’t get up and check on the baby, but yoongi offered to do it this time so jeongguk could finally sleep and he feels thankful for that, the older man was still working in the mornings and coming home to take care of their precious girl while he rests, eats and post funny pictures of yoongi parenting on instagram; it would be cool if he can go to catch up someday with his friends, taehyung and jimin, maybe ask some advice of what to do with their girl, cause they both had three of their own, but obviously older than his and yoongi’s girl.
he hears an strange noise downstairs, probably yoongi tripped on something again, he really can’t turn on the lights or what? he already is clumsy with lights on, how come he hasn’t broke a bone in the dark these last days? pure luck, maybe.
“i’m here pumpkin, it’s okay, daddy is here,” yoongi talks softly on the hallway, waiting for the baby to calm down. jeongguk covers his face with the blankets, don’t wanting to disturb yoongi while feeding their girl. “daddy is going to feed you right now so you can go sleep and dream about…whatever babies dream of, probably you’re going to dream about our jeongguk, right? i’m a little jealous of how much time you two spend together…”
jeongguk contains a giggle, yoongi is just super cute whenever he thinks he is not listening. the older man picks up the baby from the crib and puts the bottle on her mouth with all the love and care of the world, “see? now everything is good as i said, daddy will always be sure to make his promises true, by the way, sorry if i’m all talks and no singing like your mommy, but his voice is honey and mine is like a hornet.”
he hears a chuckle from the bed and sits down on it.
“you awake? i swear i didn’t called you mommy,” he defends himself before jeongguk says something.
“nope, i’m asleep, but i totally heard you” jeongguk laughs and stands up, crawling towards his small family and hitting yoongi on the arm.
“we’re going to sue you, for family violence, right, pumpkin?”
“stop calling her like that, she has a name, and a really beautiful one by the way.”
yoongi rolled his eyes.
“ahreum literally means beauty, are we really that lazy to not think about something else than the first adjective i said when i saw her?”
“shut up, min ahreum is amazing, it will always be a good story to tell, especially on her wedding day. i can totally see you: tears on your eyes, tipsy and embarrassing like the day of our wedding.”
“stop talking nonsense, we are giving ahreum a younger brother to beat up all the punks like us who try to get close to her.”
“we were not punks, what are you saying? i was a good kid and you were scared to even step on an ant.”
“can you please let me feel a badass for a while? my co-workers love to mess with me being head over heels for you both, dude.”
“don’t call me dude,” he laughs. “well maybe you´re like that but that is exactly how it´s supposed to be, cause you’re just too sweet for your own good,” jeongguk kisses his cheek, right where a blush starts to spread.
“right, you’re like those guys, a certain punk, you destroy my arm and then you kiss me, what’s next? bringing flowers to my grave?”
“no. you’re the one that gets the flowers, to me and ahreum.”
the couple starts playing with ahreum´s small fingers, trying to wrap them around the bottle, but she seems too lazy to do so (or clumsy, in jeongguk´s eyes. don´t judge him, ok? he loves her but he still thinks she is clumsy, like his dad.)
as if she was reading his mind, the baby chooses to bring her hand straight to jeongguk´s hair, wrapping her hands on a strand and pulls, too hard for his daddy´s taste.
“hey, hey, now, that´s totally from you,” yoongi takes ahreum’s little arm off jeongguk’s hair and kisses the small palm of her hand.
“i don’t think so. i can clearly recall when we were younger and you pulled my hair,” the younger winks and yoongi rolls his eyes again.
“jesus, right in front of my daughter?” he dramatizes, blushing a bit and covering the baby´s ears. “behave.”
“we need to find a way to get time for us,” jeongguk whispers. he keeps his gaze on ahreum, mesmerized with how pretty she is, until he remembers something. “oh, wait, i forgot to tell you. my parents are coming to visit us in the holidays, they want to see ahreummie again.”
“well, i guess we’ll have the chance to make a new baby in three months,” yoongi is joking, but his husband thinks it is a good idea and he kisses him deeply, like they do when they are alone.
“not in front of my daughter, jesus, for real gguk,” yoongi is laughing, using his other hand now to cover ahreum’s eyes.
“hormones,” jeongguk laughs too, feeling silly for taking that as an insult when he was pregnant.
“i like them when we are alone, not now. this is meant to be a bond time with my daughter, not a time to make out with a hormonal dude.”
“dude, seriously, i’m your husband, call me honey or love.”
“k, dude my love,” the older kisses his forehead.
“look, she’s done,” a big smile draws on their faces, finally, they are going to get some sleep.
after cleaning her and making sure that she is good after the meal, jeongguk puts her back on her crib, smiling as ahreum’s eyes fill with sleep.
“just like daddy. head on pillow, ready to snore,” yoongi sighs happily. “come here,” he opens his arms and jeongguk quickly stands between them, laying his head on the broad chest bellow him, hugging him back. “how come i got this lucky?”
“don’t know, probably a black cat never crossed your way.”
“wrong, i had one when i was like 6. i guess it’s the opposite, black cats make you this lucky,” the younger looks up and leaves a peck on his lips.
“i guess. now…cuddles?”
yoongi rolls his eyes, “that’s obvious, love.”
they lay down the bed, jeongguk sacrificing and taking the place as the little spoon and yoongi pressed up against his back. the younger loves that warm feeling.
“i’m so comfortable like this, wish we could do this all day,” jeongguk wiggles his butt to his husband.
“you are feeling pretty good tonight, aren’t you?” yoongi kisses his shoulder.
“it’s your fault, you said we’ll make another baby.”
“yeah, just wait a bit, let’s get some energy first,” and just when yoongi closes his eyes to have some sleep, ahreum starts crying again.
“jeongguk…when you parents come home this christmas…don’t you think we should get a dog instead?”