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Yumi was only a day and a half old, a whole thirty-six hours and she was already such a well-tempered child. She only cried when she was hungry and when she spit up. And when neither of those options were bothering her, she cuddled whoever held her and stayed relatively silent besides small coos and baby noises that she made in her sleep. Even with so many people trying to hold her, she preferred Jimin since she was the most familiar with him. She was very familiar with Jungkook already since it was her mother and father who held her the most, but Mama was the best option for her still. At the moment though, Jungkook was standing up and lightly bouncing her against his body, clutching her close. Yumi was upright against her papa's bare chest as they shared that close body heat. Skin on skin contact had become Jungkook's favorite time of the day because he always feels closest to his daughter when they can feel each other on their skin, a shared warmth that brought them together. Yumi herself was only wearing a newborn diaper and a pair of blue socks on her tiny feet. Her first bath had been a day ago and her little body still smelled so fresh and was so soft. She wore a blue bow in her hair to match her little socks. Jimin was exhausted, still recovering from his delivery. He was sore and in slight pain, but even so, his doctor had made a home visit and assured everyone that he was perfectly healthy and doing very well. Jimin would feel the aftereffects of birth and labor for a few days but he would be okay if he took care of himself. Jimin was looking forward to feeling like himself again. He hadn't truly felt like himself in nine months. A knock at their bedroom door sounded and Jimin's mother peeked her head in with a bright smile, "How are you two doing?" she asked as she walked further into the room. Jungkook's mother walked in as well with an equally large smile. She immediately walked over to her son and stared at the new baby, even going as far as feeling along Yumi's head where her soft hair curled close to her scalp. The two mothers were staying for the week to help both Jimin and Jungkook adjust to their new lives as parents. Both of them were learning the basics of parenting and how to properly care for a baby. Sleeping positions, tummy time, how to swaddle her, how to bathe her, when to feed her and how much, and what to look for if she were to fall sick. Jungkook took meticulous notes and Jimin could feel his heart grow three times larger with all of the love he had for Jungkook. He was such a good dad already. When Jimin's mother slowly sat herself on the bed next to Jimin, he spoke up, "I'm sore, Mom," he grunted when he shifted the slightest bit in a bid to find a better position as his legs grew restless. His mother immediately reached to help him and adjust the other pillows around him to provide more comfort, "I went to the bathroom earlier and I was spotting some. I also have a headache right now," added he. In fact, Jimin had had a headache since he woke up. It was tolerable now but it had been so much worse in the morning, almost unbearable, "And I'm a bit nauseous. It feels like I'm still pregnant." It was Jungkook's mother who spoke up with confidence, "That's normal, you'll be spotting for a while, but as long as it's not a lot of blood at a time, it should be okay. And as for the headaches and nausea, those are all common symptoms as your body reverts back to normal now that you don't need all those extra hormones. I had migraines all the time with both of my boys," she shared as she stood next to her son, ogling at her first granddaughter, "It will get better over time as you adjust to being awake most of the night. Nausea will go away eventually, shouldn't stay for too long." "I had the worst nausea after having you, especially after breastfeeding. Luckily you don't have to experience that," she patted his shoulder, rubbing the area with her thumb in a comforting gesture. Jimin hummed, adjusting the pillow placed between his thighs to provide more support and less pressure from his body weighing him down. It helped with the pain he was feeling between his legs as he rocked through the recovery process. His hand smoothed over his still distended abdomen, feeling the difference now that his daughter wasn't nestled inside. His stomach was a lot softer and a more distorted shape than it was when he was still pregnant, not perfectly round and taut anymore, but still very stretched. The weight he had gained during pregnancy was a healthy amount and it was still sticking to his frame, a reminder of all that his body went through for a whole nine months. He was too distracted to really consider the way it had an effect on his body image, all that he really noted for his reserves was that he was smaller than he was before and that was good enough for now. In reality, he had a long way to go before he was going to feel or look the way he had before, "She woke up a few times to eat but other than that, she fell asleep fast and was perfect. I'm pretty tired already though," he proved his statement with a wide yawn. "Babies need a lot of love and attention. It's hard, but you're already a fantastic mother," Jimin's mother complimented, scooting closer to him and placing a soft kiss on Jimin's forehead before replacing her lips with her hand, using her fingers to massage little heart into her oldest son's hair, "I'm so proud of you."Jimin smiled blissfully, all the support and love he needs coming right from his mother, the woman he looks up to the most. He felt his eyes tear up in the slightest, overcome by emotion of everything that has happened in such a short time. He thinks about how blessed he is to have such a caring husband, a beautiful daughter, five best friends that love him, and a mother who voices her affection in the best way. There was nothing Jimin could complain about and he thinks that maybe he did something in a past life to have been so blessed now, "Thank you, Mom," he sniffled, genuine and beautiful smile on his features. His mother smiled back, her own eyes tearing up with the love she felt for her son. "Oh gosh dang it!" Jungkook exclaimed as he pulled Yumi away from his chest with care. There was baby vomit on his chest and Jungkook's expression was of pure disgust. Yumi still had some on her chin but most of it was on Jungkook, bare skin splotched with white and saliva. Yumi looked indifferent with her eyes open and blindly looking around, searching for the source of the noise. Her lips were parted and pursed, the 'o' shape fitting along with the size of her wide eyes. She looked surprised yet unknowing. Jimin laughed at Jungkook's word choice. He had been watching his language ever since Yumi was born. His claim to quitting his swearing habit was in-effect even though Yumi couldn't understand and had resorted to using soft words that weren't offensive. His reasoning that he had to set a good example for his daughter and Jimin whole-heartedly agreed, but sometimes it was too precious and cute to be normal. It had been less than two days and he was so committed. Jungkook was quick to gently hand Yumi over to his mother who took her with a huge smile on her face, making faces at her granddaughter in affection and excitement. Jungkook grabbed a baby wipe to wipe away the spit up that was warm and sticky on his skin. It was slimy and while Yumi hadn't thrown up too often yet, it was a lot when she did. It looked as though she spit up her whole meal, "Why, Mimi? What did Papa do to deserve that?" "You were probably bouncing her too much. She's not used to so much movement," Jimin reminded from his spot on the bed. He had thought of saying something earlier but he figured Jungkook would learn on his own. Jungkook was playful and could be rough at times even without knowing. He had to learn differently for his newborn daughter. Jungkook's mother held Yumi close to her chest after finishing making faces at her and cooed silent words to her, words of love and affirmation. Jimin loved to watch his mother in law bond with his daughter. She had come such a long way in this family and Jimin was proud of her for that, accepting what she saw as untraditional and different from her ideology of marriage and families. She loved them all even though it took some time to do so. Yumi started to snuffle, noises leaving her lips and small features turning sour. She was getting a bit restless and Jimin felt the need to hold her close and to make her feel better, an instinct he was quickly finding maternal. So he reached out and Jungkook's mother quickly obliged as she handed the little girl back to Jimin even though she wanted to hold her longer. Yumi's soft hair laid on his arm and the little bow in her hair tickled against Jimin's nose as he kissed her forehead. Jimin and Jungkook's mothers left the room shortly after to give the two some time alone with Yumi, as new parents needed. They still needed to learn what to do with her and how to take care of her on their own. Once gone and out of sight, Jimin started speaking to Yumi with this high pitched voice he adopted once his daughter was born. "Hello, princess," Jimin cooed, the nickname coming so naturally to him. That was her first nickname besides 'Mimi' and it sounded so right on his tongue that he couldn't help but say it. Yumi was a princess in their hearts and none of the other residents of the house could argue, "Did your tummy get upset?" he asked as he rubbed a hand across her chubby tummy that was resting adjacent to his chest. Her skin was so smooth but he made sure to watch out for her umbilical stump still attached to her navel. It would slough off in a week or two, "Mama's sorry. I should have told Papa that he wasn't being very gentle." "Hey! I'm just teaching her how to keep her food down," Jungkook attempted to defend himself, "If she's going to have a father like me, she's going to have to learn how to toughen up," Jungkook pulled his shirt back on now that skin-to-skin contact was done with and sat down next to Jimin to look over his daughter. She was so tiny and Jungkook couldn't deny that he thought she was going to be much bigger when she was still inside Jimin. She was actually so small. Jimin shifted Yumi so he was holding her with his hands, keeping her up with his palms under her armpits. Yumi didn't have much motor control so her body was limp in Jimin's hold, although her eyes were open and looking around, trying to decipher her surroundings. Watching her develop even a day and a half old was so much fun and watching her small actions was monumental. Her small tongue darted out as though she was licking her lips and went back into her mouth, chubby cheeks framing her perfect little face. Jimin giggled and brought her face closer to his so he could kiss all across those same chubby cheeks and little face. Yumi didn't react, as a newborn wouldn't. It seemed that she was already used to all the affection that was dealt to her within the past day of her life. Jimin placed a tentative peck on her little lips, very cautious. She was susceptible to illness and she wasn't yet vaccinated for anything that could come her way, but Jimin's shows of affection were eager to make contact. He loved kissing those little lips of hers, lips that replicated his own. "Careful! What if she spits up again?!" Jungkook exclaimed as he watched his husband and daughter interact, hand poised to reach out and black any spit up that could come out of nowhere. Jimin laughed, cautiously since it hurt his lower body, "She wouldn't dare spit up on her mama. She loves me too much," his statement was fact, Yumi already loved her mama, but she was getting there with her papa. She just needed some more time with him. Jimin cuddled her back into his chest and hummed in bliss as Yumi melted into him, her small body almost hugging his. Jimin moved to a lying position so Yumi was laying on his chest on her tummy, her little feet resting on his stomach where she had previously lived. The thought was surreal to anyone who knew Jimin while he was pregnant, "Besides, her tummy is probably empty. She's fine for now until she wants to eat again."Jungkook peered down at their daughter and chuckled to himself, reaching out to brush his hand over Yumi's soft hair, "She's back asleep," he stated. Jimin couldn't see her with the angle she was lying in so he took Jungkook's word. Her little back was raising with every small breath she took and Jimin ran his hand over her spine, feeling how soft and fragile she was. This was his baby and he loved her so much even after knowing her for less than two days. "We should sleep with her. Mom mentioned that it was a good idea when she's so little, it will be easier to grab her when she starts crying too," Jimin was exhausted still and this was just with a baby. He couldn't imagine doing this with a full schedule, but he would have to do that soon. Very soon. They were planning a comeback for the first half of the year and so much had to be done still, "I don't have the energy to walk to the nursery.""Then lets sleep with her here," Jungkook agreed, reaching out and gently taking Yumi from Jimin's chest so she was resting in between the two of them on her back. It was safer for her that way, "Hand me her blanket will you?" Jimin did as told and handed the pink blanket over and Jungkook tucked the material around her body, avoiding her face so she wouldn't accidentally suffocate, "She's out. Being a baby is exhausting, I guess.""Being a parent is exhausting," Jimin refuted, adjusting so he was more comfortable and laying on his side facing Jungkook and Yumi. His fingers tangled themselves in Yumi's thick and long hair, playing with the strands that were still a bit curly but would straighten out over time, "But this is worth it. This is everything now.""It is. Our family," Jungkook cooed in such a loving and a mesmerized way, "Is everything now," Jungkook settled into the bed again and joined Jimin by putting his hand on her soft tummy, fingers deftly feeling along her soft and still bare skin, "You two are my everything. I love you both so much," he placed a kiss on Yumi's chubby cheek that was closest to him before carefully leaning over her to reach Jimin's plump lips in a sweet and short kiss. All of his affection and adoration for his husband and baby were communicated through that one kiss and Jimin had no doubts of the truth he spoke seconds before. Jimin hummed, "We love you, too. Now got to sleep," he added before cuddling a little closer to his daughter while also leaving a safe distance between them, not wanting to crowd her too much. "Now go to sleep," Jungkook repeated, falling asleep almost immediately into his pillow, his family close and within reach. They were here and together and Junkook was purely elated. This was all he needed. His family.
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A month until the comeback and all Jimin could feel was stress. He was stressed as they finished up tracks they had been working on for months before and started choreography for their title track. Their MV shooting was supposed to be a month away and Jimin still had so much baby weight to lose. Along with the stress of comebacks, there was a baby in the mix now. Jimin and Jungkook had a baby to care for as well as be idols. It was no longer Jimin as a separate person and Jungkook as a separate person, it was Jimin, Jungkook, and Yumi. Recording tracks was easier than anything else they had done. If Jimin were going in to record then Jungkook would take Yumi and if Jungkook were going in to record then Jimin would take Yumi. The boys had spent hours in the recording booth to get all the right vocals in the span of two days to take less time. It had been hell, especially since Jungkook and Jimin were the main vocals, but having it done all in a short time gave them more time with their daughter rather than taking a span of breaks and leaving more. Because they finished the tracks so soon, Yumi was able to be with her mama and papa. Jimin spent two hours at the gym every day to try and lose the baby weight on top of a very strict diet. He had gained a total of thirty pounds while pregnant and he was working as fast as possible to lose it. A month after giving birth and Jimin had dropped twenty of that. His doctor had told him many times that the rate he was dropping weight was concerning, but it was all due to Jimin's determination to return back to his pre-baby body. The company was not pushing him to lose the weight but he felt obligated to. He had to get back in shape as well to dance as properly as he had before. His stamina had dropped dramatically and that was a must have when an idol. The boys were starting choreography the next day to get ahead before they had to start going on their last legs of the tour before the comeback itself. For the night though, Jimin and Jungkook were doting over their little girl. She had been born January 30th in the early hours in the dead of winter and now on March 12th, she was already six weeks old and she was such a well-tempered baby. She was absolutely perfect and neither Jimin nor Jungkook could get enough of her. She was a lot of fun now. For the first five weeks, she would just lay there, as babies do. But now she was responding to noise and was keeping her eyes open for much longer. She was starting to coo, make noises, and gurgle, and the best part of it all: she was starting to smile, and not just when she had gas, but she smiled at anyone who tried to crack one from her. She loved smiling for Jungkook. He was the one who could get the most smiles out of her and every time he did, Jimin was always right there to take a picture of her gorgeous little face. He had a whole album on his phone just of Yumi's smiles. All of their recent pictures were of just Yumi and with good reason. She was beautiful. "Hello, Mimi. I missed you today, big girl!" Jungkook exclaimed in a high pitched voice. He placed big, fat kisses all over Yumi's chubby cheeks and made sure to leave no inch untouched, "Papa kept thinking about you all day, I missed you so much!" Jungkook had left for an agenda to fill at the company building while Jimin had stayed home with the baby. Jungkook had not been gone long at all but his heart ached for his daughter and husband. "I think she missed you," Jimin stated as he reached over and fixed her pair of socks on her feet. She was starting to fill out her clothes and had outgrown her birth weight. Seeing her so healthy and happy had the two parents beaming in pride, "She was a little fussy today. She was whiny but that's expected when babies get their shots. She kept me busy, that's for sure," Jimin stated as he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her plump lips, just like his. Jimin had gone to the pediatrician for her six-week checkup and for her to get her immunizations. The shots in her legs had her screaming and it had broken Jimin's heart to hear her crying in pain, but she had needed those doses. She was easily consolable though once she was in Jimin's arms again. It had taken Jimin's singing to completely calm her down. "Were you a sad girl today? Did the shots hurt my princess?" Jungkook asked as he exaggerated a pitiful frown, fingers tickling into her chubby sides. His fingers then traced along the bandaids on her legs that covered her pinpricks, "Did she calm down okay?""She fussed and was very tired the rest of the day until she finally took a nap. She was out for an hour and a half," Jimin recalled, standing up to get ready to go to the gym. He had not visited yet and since Jungkook was home and he had visited the gym in the early hours of the morning, Jimin was all game to go, "She ate a total of six ounces while you were gone. She should be good for another few hours."Jungkook looked up as Jimin shucked his shirt off and tossed it to the side. The differences in his body now were still so gorgeous in Jungkook's opinion. Jungkook wouldn't mind if he stopped losing weight now, but the older would never go for that. He was very conscious of the small belly he still had and the extra meat that was on his thighs. The desire to get rid of it was a necessity more than anything to him. His mental health and body image in a better place but still so poor. Jimin felt like he had a true 'mom bod' but he wanted nothing more than to return back to normal. Leaving their daughter on the bed, Jungkook stood up and walked until he was right behind Jimin. He slipped his large hands under Jimin's t-shirt and frowned when he felt Jimin stiffen at his ministrations. Jimin was still so insecure and Jungkook hated it. He wanted Jimin to feel comfortable and gain his confidence back, even a few pounds heavier. Jungkook stroked at the skin there, a little extra to pinch as it had stretched to make room for their daughter that was now lying on their bed. Jungkook still didn't mind but it made a lot of insecurities for Jimin. His husband was softer and toned at the same time and it was nice. Jungkook wanted to revel in it a little longer, "Please stay. I missed you too much to let you leave."Jimin sighed and was ready to defend himself, explain yet again to Jungkook that the need to lose the baby weight was still within reason. He had an image to upkeep and with a new comeback, there were going to be plenty of opportunities for wardrobe malfunctions that could accidentally show off his midriff that was no longer washboard abs and toned skin. But his entire train of thought was derailed when Yumi's soft snuffling was heard. Every now and then Yumi would cry for attention, wanting someone to dote on her even though she didn't know what she was doing. With the absence of both her mother and her father, Yumi was feeling neglected and thus needed to remind them that she was still present and in the room. Jimin removed himself from Jungkook and jogged to pick Yumi up, cradling her head on his shoulder and keeping her little body to his chest. Yumi almost immediately ceased her crying and resorted to gurgling, face seeking warmth from Jimin's body, "I have work to do, Jungkook. You know that. I'm insecure with my body and I just really want to work on it, change the things I don't like about it." Jungkook sighed and stepped forward, hand reaching up to gently rub against Yumi's small back, her little body tensing at the touch, "This is our last day before we have to go back to serious work. You'll lose the weight from all the dancing anyway, it'll be gone before our comeback, I promise.""But it will be there when we shoot the music video," Jimin reminded, suddenly feeling how the waistband of his track pants were. They were from prepregnancy and they were still a little snug, but not near as snug as they were when he was a week postpartum. He had made a lot of progress but still had a long way to go. "So? Babe, I want you home with me and the baby. Yumi would really love to have you home so she can bond with you more. She can never get enough of you," just to prove his point, Yumi's tiny hand reached up and found home on Jimin's neck, chubby fingers reflexively grasping onto the skin there. She was starting to flex her hands more and if either one of them placed something in her hand, she would grab onto it, "Even when you're with her, she still misses you. She needs both Mama and Papa." Jimin chuckled as Yumi struggled to lift her head. The muscles in her neck were getting stronger and she was starting to lift her head when trying to locate something. It was a milestone that both parents were extremely proud of. He felt her mouth trying to suck on his neck and so he shifted her so she was lying in his arms, "I just don't know, Jungkook. I still don't feel as comfortable.""Let me show you how much I love you, if you're willing to at least," it had been about eight weeks since they had done anything sexual. It was recommended that they wait at least four to six weeks after giving birth to try anything, and they were deep in the clear, they had been for a few weeks. Jimin was just too insecure to do anything about it, "I'll show you I still find you as beautiful as ever, hell, maybe even more," Jungkook's hands had shifted down to Jimin's waist, hands careful of their placement as to not overwhelm Jimin. He also kissed Jimin's lips in a way they hadn't been able to in a while now that they had a baby to think about and a comeback to prepare for, "I love you so much, don't ever forget that."Jimin was so tempted, he wanted it so bad and maybe, just maybe, he was going to ignore the small pooch he still had and the extra wobble of his thick thighs. He missed that kind of intimacy with his husband and even craved it, but they never found the time, "Who will watch Yumi?" he asked, giving in to that temptation.Jungkook smirked and took Yumi from his husband, kissing her right on the chubby cheeks, "Taehyung hyung would love to watch her. He's been begging to babysit without supervision. Let's give him that time with her."It was all so easy and Jimin was losing that willpower. He finally cracked, "Okay, but you get him and tell him to keep her for twenty minutes at least."At least?! Jungkook was excited, ready to make the twenty minutes worth it. He placed another kiss on Jimin's lips before rushing out of the room with Yumi held close in his arms with all the love in the world for her. Just sometimes, Papa had needs of his own, "Taehyung hyung!" -------The thrill of having a forbidden relationship was keeping it hidden while also pushing the boundaries of keeping it a secret. Yoongi and Hoseok, deep in the honeymoon phase of their relationship, were often off and trying to expose their togetherness. It was all a thrill, running around town at ungodly hours, sneaking kisses and intimate touches while out of the comfort of their home. Their favorite place to risk it all was in the Big Hit building. Not everyone knew about the two of them and having their stylists finding them making out while in a hidden corner of the hallways. Currently, Yoongi and Hoseok were getting a bit handsy while wandering close to their studios, tucked away in the expanse of the Big Hit building while also open enough for security to walk in on them. Hoseok had Yoongi pinned against the wall, the smaller's legs wrapped around his waist and keeping him up with his strong core muscles. Hoseok's hands were feeling up and down Yoongi's torso, the smooth and pale expanse toned and thin. Yoongi's own hands were tangled in Hoseok's dark hair, brown now instead of black, tugging as a way to tease the younger. Yoongi's mouth searched hungrily for every inch of Hoseok's mouth, delving in to taste him and feel his presence. Hoseok always tasted good, he just always did. "Gi," Hoseok moaned, biting harshly on his lip, almost enough to break the skin and draw blood, the stimulation rousing Yoongi further. Hoseok cupped his ass and brought him impossibly closer, begging to feel his skin on his own. "Yeah?" the older asked, shuddering at the breeze that was riding up his back. It was drafty in the hallway outside their studios, a fact they came to know, "What is it, baby?" he asked, crashing their lips together between words, needing the Hoseok close."My studio. Now," he ordered, already retreating and setting the older on the ground so he could drag Yoongi to the studio. Since the night they had had sex in Yoongi's studio, Hoseok has since then added locks to his own studio to keep their privacy no matter what studio they decided to stay in.Everything was fun. There was the love and desire they had for each other added into the mix, but then there was the joy and excitement that came with a relationship. Everything they did together was fun and wonderful and the two felt nothing had been so right as them finally getting over themselves and diving head first into this all. The two were in pure bliss and that's all they could say about it. It was perfect. Yoongi's second favorite thing after sex with Hoseok was post-sex with Hoseok. Lying there, naked, their bodies on full display for the other to see and observe giving him such a calm even when he was completely exposed. The glow Hoseok possessed after sex was purely gorgeous and the way he clung to Yoongi even after all the raw emotion and passion was purely sweet. Cuddling while also recovering was amazing all by itself.Yoongi hummed in content as he traced along the lines embedded in Hoseok's abdomen, abs prominent and flexing as the younger man breathed. Hoseok's own hand was thumbing the back of Yoongi's neck where his hair met scalp, "Hobi?" Yoongi called gently, voice dripping with sweet honey. The younger's response was a hum and Yoongi was happy to answer, "I love you. A lot."Hoseok chuckled and cuddled Yoongi closer to him, placing several kisses along Yoongi's newly bleached hair, a soft and toned blonde meeting his lips, "I love you more.""Not possible," Yoongi muttered in Hoseok's chest, biting the skin above his nipple, "I love you most.""I call false," Hoseok called, laughing further, "My love for you is never-ending and can never compare.""Cut it with the cute shit, Seok. It's getting old. We love each other equally," Yoongi settled, knowing that they can both have this argument for a very long time. This was the ooey-gooey, lovey-dovey type shenanigans he wanted to avoid while in a relationship, but he couldn't help but let those endorphins take control of his mind, "Will you always stay with me?"Hoseok was scarily quick to answer, having thought of this himself, "I don't really have a choice but honestly, yes. You are perfect and after knowing you for so long, I'm surprised I haven't done this sooner," he admitted, "I'll never leave, you're stuck with me for the rest of your life. I'll always be there for you.""Good," Yoongi muttered as he reached to kiss Hoseok on the lips, full and warm and with all the love in the world, "Then let's spend our time together well, and with all the good intent in the world.""Let's."
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Every now and then, Yumi wasn't the quiet and calm baby that everyone was so acclimated to. She had those rare, colicky days where she wouldn't stop crying and it seemed like there was nothing that could ever calm her down. Unfortunately, she had decided to start the day at three in the morning with a wailing like they've never heard before and to make it worse, they had spent the night until one in the morning filming the music video for 'Boy With Love'. They were able to film everything they needed over the course of two days and today, the last day, they had filmed with Halsey. While Jimin and Jungkook were able to console Yumi, take turns holding her, and play with her, she had still been fussy and had only wanted her parents to interact with her. The stylists and makeup artists had entertained Yumi while her parents were busy and she may have missed her afternoon nap due to all the excitement of filming. She had been put down to bed at an earlier time and Jimin and Jungkook had prepared themselves for her to wake up an hour or two early hungry and ready to eat, but they could handle that.They had not been prepared for Yumi to be so angry and inconsolable when she woke up hungry and needing a bottle. Jimin had sprinted from his room to her nursery as soon as her little voice started sounding through the baby monitor on his nightstand. Jungkook had hopped into action once he realized how loud Yumi was and ran to the kitchen to make her a bottle to speed up the process and Jimin was more than thankful. She had settled once she started eating, but when the bottle was empty and she had eaten three ounces, she was screaming again once that nipple left her mouth.Maybe she was still hungry? They tried another ounce but she rejected it immediately. She had taken a while to burp and they thought maybe that's why she was crying so intensely, but once she did burp and spit up a little, she was back to crying. Maybe she was sick? They took her temperature and it was perfectly normal. Maybe she needed a diaper change? Nope. They tried giving her a bath, risking walking through the halls to get her to the bathroom. Nothing. They tried singing to her and she wasn't even phased. They even tried changing her onesie because maybe it was uncomfortable on her. If anything, it made her cry more.Poor Yumi had tears in her eyes and they were streaming down her chubby cheeks, screams so ridiculously loud. At one point, both Jungkook and Jimin were deathly afraid that maybe she was in pain. But her cries did not sound pained, basing it off of their past experience. She had scratched her face when her nails were a bit too long and her cries were so pitifully sad that it had broken their hearts hearing her so upset.These cries were not those same cries. She was just crying because she could. Both Jimin's and Jungkook's mothers warned them that babies sometimes cried because they could and they both reckoned it was happening now if she wasn't in pain. But yet, giving a viable explanation to something did not make it any easier.With both Jimin and Jungkook in the nursery, all three of them were miserable. Yumi continued to cry, holding her head up when she could to let out a particularly loud cry before her head wobbled back onto Jimin's shoulder. Jimin was patting her back and bouncing her in his arms, singing for her to hopefully get the baby to calm down with all the methods combined. He hoped that eventually it would work but it was proving not to as Yumi continued to scream like a banshee."Yumi, please," Jimin spoke to his daughter, placing kisses all over her face to hopefully correct her mood, "Please baby, don't cry. There's no need, big girl," he tried to negotiate as though she were developed enough to understand but yet again, his attempts were futile and she continued. With a kiss Jimin placed on her cheek, he felt her tears slide onto his nose and when he pulled away he could feel the tear cling to his skin. He wiped it away quickly, "Hey, honey. Please don't. Mommy's here, my baby. No need to cry."Jimin could feel her grip in his hair tighten and she pulled. While she wasn't very strong yet, she still had one hell of a grip and when she yanked down Jimin could feel the pain splinter in his scalp. While it didn't bring the onslaught of pain like he expected, it did bring on a new wave of irritation that Jimin was starting to feel. He was already agitated from his daughter's crying and distress, but he was starting to feel it worse now. He wasn't angry at her, he was angry at the situation."Jimin, here," Jungkook spoke up as he stood from his spot on the rocking chair, "Let me try holding her. Maybe she needs some change?" he suggested which was plausible, but the notion sent Jimin further down into the hole he was digging himself. As Jungkook reached out to take her, thinking Jimin would go for it, the older shied away and turned so Jungkook couldn't take her from his arms.Confused now, Jungkook stood there with his arms still reaching out to try and take Yumi away. He watched as Jimin continued to bounce Yumi in his arms and watched as Jimin placed some space between the two of them. Jungkook wanted to ask what happened and why Jimin was so opposed to him taking their daughter, but he didn't push it. Jimin seemed to be in a mood and he wasn't going to make anything worse."Can you hand me her blanket?" Jimin asked with a low voice, avoiding eye contact. Jungkook had barely heard him speak over the cries of the baby, but he acted fast once it processed."Okay," he uttered, reaching over and grabbing the soft pink blanket that hung on the bar of the crib. He handed it to Jimin and watched as the older set their daughter down on the changing table and attempted to swaddle her in the blanket. He was struggling a bit as Yumi flailed her arms and broke the folds of the swaddle and Jungkook was sure he heard Jimin huff in annoyance.After the fifth try of Jimin swaddling her and failing, Jungkook stepped in by gently pushing Jimin aside so he could take over. He easily swaddled her at breakneck speed and he went to grab her to pick her up, but Jimin swiftly dove in and picked her up, holding Yumi to his chest, "Thank you," he mumbled before wandering away, bouncing a much calmer Yumi. She was no longer screaming as loud as she could but she was still crying, sad little whines that equaled to silence compared to the rest of their night.And now that Jungkook was thinking about it, Jimin had been doing that all night. Well, not at first. After the first half hour, Jimin grew isolated and was attempting to handle everything on his own. It was something Jimin had tried to do when Yumi was a newborn, trying to keep her as close as possible and not wanting to bother Jungkook during the night and when he had work to do. When asked about it, Jimin answered that he felt he needed to prove himself as a mother for whatever reason. He felt the most pressure as the mother and Jungkook understood that, even when they were both males. The role of a mother had a lot of strings attached, picturing them as the perfect parent and Jungkook understood that worry to be the best in every way. He didn't understand why there weren't as many expectations with the fathers of the world though. They were just as responsible in this as the mothers were.With Jimin's already poor view of himself, Jungkook was sad to see that Jimin was letting his confidence as a mother be affected. He truly was an amazing mother who gave his all to Yumi, but sometimes, it was all up to the baby to set their day up, not Jimin. Yumi was upset and thus, Jimin was upset.But being as tired as he was, Jungkook may not have treaded his steps so eloquently when bringing the issue up to Jimin. He was exhausted and thus his communication was poor, and he most likely egged Jimin on, "Jimin, why aren't you letting me help? I can see you're struggling, just let me step in and take the wheel," not exactly threatening, but not too kind either. His observations past his sleep-fogged brain were askew and he may have made things temporarily worse."Because I've got her, Jungkook," Jimin bit out, tossing a glare at his husband. He sounded irritated and Jungkook could practically hear the grunt in his voice that he knew the older was hiding."I know you've got her, doesn't mean you're handling all that well. She's a handful right now and even with all your efforts, she's not pacified. Maybe she just needs her papa," Jungkook guessed but still, his explanations and reasonings were getting worse. He wasn't helping anything and maybe that was the straw that broke the camel's back because the scandalized look on Jimin's face communicated everything."You don't think I can calm my own daughter?" Jimin asked, adjusting Yumi in his arms and the movement did not go over well with her."That's not what I'm saying. What I'm saying is she's probably bored and needs better scenery. She doesn't know what she wants right now and I can give it a go. I am not commenting at all on your parenting skills, I know you can calm her down but right now she isn't calming down and I'm just saying that maybe I can calm her down for a sec.""Jungkook, please stop talking, I'm really trying to focus and you being rude isn't helping me out at all," Jimin spat back, lifting Yumi just a little bit higher but the action had her screaming again. Jimin huffed and balanced her little body against his chest with her head on his shoulder, patting her back. Yumi's face was turned in towards Jimin's neck and he could feel the vibrations of her screams against his skin, "You're not doing anything, might as well leave and go to bed.""Jimin, I'm trying to help but you're not letting me. Give her to me and maybe you can go to sleep, then one of us could be thinking clearly and make sense of the situation," uh oh... Jungkook was in the angered territory and he was irritated. He was first frustrated with what was happening, but now he was angry at Jimin and he was sure the older was angry at him.Jimin's eyes widened for a split second before he was frowning again, upset, "I am making sense of this all, I'm trying to make my daughter happy again," his voice wavered, sounding watery as though he had tears building up in his nose and throat, "Just go, Jungkook. Just fucking leave," another cry from Yumi broke the sound barrier that Jimin was using to block out the surrounding noise and when her cry filtered back into his ears, Jimin broke down and started crying as well.Jimin knew it was coming, he had felt those tears dry his eyes out for the past hour and finally, after two hours of Yumi's absurd cries, he was finally letting himself cry along with her. Jimin cupped the back of Yumi's head and pressed the fine hairs of her head to his mouth. He kissed her head and continued to cry, attempting to calm himself as he succumbed to his daughter's fit. Explosive anger had tormented Jimin enough and he wanted to fight, yet that kind of anger is never constructed.Even though following what Jimin asked of him would have been better and would do well for Jungkook, he disobeyed and stayed in place, standing in front of Jimin and Yumi as they both cried their eyes out in frustration. Jungkook took a step closer and mentally sighed in relief when Jimin didn't step further away. Another step forward and he was still as stationary as can be when holding a crying baby. One more step and Jungkook had his arms wrapped around Jimin and his daughter, the baby screaming between them. She wavered a bit with both of them pressed to her small body and it was a huge relief when she let up her screaming, a collection of whines taking place instead of loud cries. It was the sweetest sound they've ever heard before."I'm going to take her, okay?" Jungkook eased as he slowly pulled away. He didn't wait much longer as Jimin nodded and loosened his grip as Jungkook took Yumi away. He balanced her in his arms and watched as Jimin slumped in on himself, hands immediately going to rest on his hips as he was relieved of his duties. Jungkook rested Yumi against his chest and almost immediately he noticed how she turned her head in search of a nipple to feed off of. She had not been in search of something to eat earlier so this was new and Jungkook took that chance. He grabbed the once she had left uneaten and prodded the nipple onto her lips and she engulfed it and started to suckle, hungrily and eagerly. For the first time in two hours, she was finally quiet.Within the new silence lacking Yumi's cries, it was replaced by Jimin's cries and Jungkook was worried now. He looked up from Yumi to face the top of Jimin's head. His neck was bent so he was facing the floor and his face was buried in his hands. His cried were muffled by his hands but the shaking of his body gave it away as well. Jungkook let go of Yumi with one hand and brought his husband closer into a hug, letting his body wrap around him in a hug."What's wrong, Jiminie?" Jungkook carefully asked, his free hand removing itself from Jimin's hair to steady Yumi's bottle again. He had been balancing it on his chest before but it proved an issue, "Please tell me what you're thinking."Jimin sniffled and wiped his nose on his wrist, wanting nothing more than to curl up in a ball and hide away from the world. But he couldn't do that. He had responsibilities as a mother and as a husband, "I'm a terrible mother," he started, not really wanting to get into it, just wanting to state the facts. He wanted to leave it at that but he knew Jungkook was going to press him for more."Why do you think that?" Jungkook asked, heartbreaking because that just wasn't true at all.Jimin licked his lips and was so glad he was in the dark so Jungkook didn't have to see his crying face, "Come on, Jungkook. She's seven weeks old and I can't even calm her down properly. I've been missing so much because I have to go to the gym and I have to work on stuff for the comeback and I always leave you or the staff alone with her. I feel inadequate and horribly unqualified, but I wouldn't trade her for the world, Jungkook. She's my everything, but I'm so horrible as a mother."Jungkook frowned, "Jimin, she loves you and you love her. Isn't that enough?" he asked, gaining the older's attention again, "You've done so much for her and even she knows that. You're with her so much and I know you know that. You're overthinking literally everything. Just because she won't stop crying one night out of so many doesn't mean you're not raising her correctly. You're a fantastic mother, I can promise you that. The boys can see that as well, sometimes they make comments on how well you're handling everything and how well you interact with her.""You're just saying that," Jimin stated, crossing his arms over his chest."I'm honestly not. Don't you think that if I really found your parenting skills lacking something I would have brought it up with you? I would tell you to shape up and really be a mother to our child, but I haven't because I see nothing wrong with the way you are handling everything. You are so strong and so wonderful and if you really say anything more about you being a 'bad mother' then I'm divorcing you on the spot."Jimin's eyes widened but realized that Jungkook did have a point. This wasn't something they could just put off and talk about it another time. This was their daughter and if there was a problem with the way Jimin was treating her then Jungkook really would have pointed out that he would need to be there more for her and everything of the sort, "You wouldn't," Jimin challenged, choosing to focus on the latter half."Oh, but I would," Jungkook retaliated, but their little show of testosterone was cut short when the bottle popped free from Yumi's mouth. They both froze and waited for her to start screeching again, but she didn't. Yumi stayed quiet and even let out a hoarse coo, smacking her lips together. She looked up at Jungkook with those wide eyes of hers and she just stared. They were puffy from all the crying she had done but this time they held no qualms. Yumi was okay for now but would she survive the burping."Be careful," Jimin warned, covering his mouth with his hands, hoping their daughter would continue to be quiet. It was five in the morning and he really, really hoped that this was it and that she was going to settle down for the night. If they were lucky, Jimin and Jungkook were going to have three more hours of sleep added onto the hour and a half they had earlier. They had to wake up to catch a flight to Hong Kong where they were going to spend the next four days on tour. Yumi was going with them and the group was catching an early flight to avoid heavy camera and public attention.Jungkook nodded at Jimin's warning and lifted Yumi to his shoulder to burp her. It didn't take long before a small burp escaped her small body and Jimin and Jungkook held their breaths, afraid that she would start crying now that there wasn't something in her mouth, but astoundingly, she kept quiet further. She even rested her head on Jungkook's shoulder after having held it up for so long."Oh my gosh," Jimin uttered under his breath, elation obvious in his tone. It was almost comical how quick he had been to voice his happiness towards the silence, "She's not crying," he whispered as though it was too good to be true.But it totally wasn't because she was asleep within ten minutes and Jungkook set her down in the crib to sleep for the night or until they woke her up for the flight out to Hong Kong. This would be her first time out of the country and she already had her passport. It would be filled with many countries from now on.Jimin nearly started crying again when he and Jungkook crawled back into bed with their baby no longer wailing and screaming. He instantly curled up into Jungkook's chest, head under the younger's chin as he held him close, "Thank you for putting up with me. I know that my ways can be annoying and that you're probably tired of hearing it all by now, but I appreciate that you work so hard to make me feel better about myself, even if it's temporary.""Of course, baby. I love you and if I have to remind you why I do, then I can do that. Just don't let it happen so often. My words of affirmation aren't supposed to help you so much when you can just prove it all to yourself. I've told you before that I would agree to the bad things you would say about yourself, but it hurts my heart even thinking about doing that. I want you to feel better about yourself, but I want that reassurance to come from you rather than me. Please try to work on that, for me and Yumi? She needs a strong mother who can teach her about positive body image in a world where people tell her how to portray herself. Can you please do that for me?"That broke Jimin's heart because Jungkook was entirely correct. Yumi would need a body-positive mother to show her the ways to overcome prejudice in her life, even when he was male himself. Jungkook would do his part as well, but as someone who struggled with this his entire life, Jimin would need to do his best for her, "Okay, I will. I'll try to be better, I promise.""Good, now sleep. I'm exhausted," Jungkook drawled, bringing Jimin impossibly closer into his body, terribly ready for bed. Jimin was too and he was looking forward to the next three hours. He stayed silent in place of sleeping and let his brain shut off so he could rest properly before the tiring process of flying to a different country. He closed his eyes and almost immediately fell asleep.-------The flight over was exhausting. Yumi was calm during the flight but she was awake and instead of sleeping on the plane, Jimin, Jungkook, and the rest of the group watched and played with her while she was awake and moving around. There had been no chance to fall asleep until they were actually at the hotel and by then Jimin and Jungkook were basically asleep already and Taehyung saw his chance. It was nighttime and while everyone else was settling down for bed, Taehyung chose to stay awake and hold Yumi.It was one of the rare few times when he had her alone. He usually had one other person with him at least, but now he had her all to himself.The first thing he had done was feed her the bottle. He watched her as she ate and was mesmerized at how her wide eyes looked around and she even stared up at Taehyung. Even though Jimin had told Taehyung many times that Yumi could not detect color yet, Taehyung was sure that Yumi could see how bright and blue his hair was. He was sure of it.Once her bottle was done and sitting in the sink of the collective room the boys had rented out, Taehyung sat on the couch with his thighs pressed together and Yumi laying on his thighs. His legs were propped up on the ottoman so he was level with the baby girl and he could see her look around and make faces. Yumi would make eye contact with Taehyung every now and then, but it wasn't for very long."Mimi, why are you so wide awake? You should be asleep and resting after the exciting day we've had," he cooed in a high pitched voice, large hands holding her tiny feet in his palms. His thumbs were brushing over her tiny toes and reveled in the way they flexed and tickled the tips of his fingers. He even giggled at how cute Yumi is."Parenting is hard, I guess. If this is how you are this late then I can see why Mama and Papa are so tired. You like to party at night. I heard you screaming this morning. You woke me up a few times and you kind of suck for that," he frowned but it soon turned to a smile when Yumi smiled. Her thick lips lifted and all Taehyung could see was his best friend Jimin, "But you're cute so it's okay. Simply adorable."He watched as her arms flailed around and she even bumped her own face, chubby cheeks protecting her face. Taehyung laughed and watched as she bounced along with his laugh.His hands traveled from her feet to lightly pinch at her cheeks. He giggled at the way his fingertips dipped into the soft flesh and watched as Yumi tried to figure out what was going on with her face. He didn't torture her for long as he let go and moved on to her hair. It was growing longer but was still so fine and short. All anyone could really do is was stick small bows to her hair and form a mohawk, but that was what Taehyung did to her hair like he was doing now.He took both hands and brought as much hair as he could together to bring the strands to a point. It took a few times but he eventually created a proper mohawk. Her dark hair stood up and he thought it was so adorable that he whipped out his phone and took a few pictures of Yumi with her mohawk. He was lucky enough to snap a picture of her yawning as well and he knew he was keeping that forever."Your mama is pretty nervous about the show. It's been a while since he's been in front of a lot of people, since before you were born. You were the size of a melon at the time. Now look at you! You're the size of Yeontan!" he pictured the comparison and was sure of himself. Yumi was getting bigger but she was still so small, "Oh my gosh, Yumi! You've been on the stage before. You're a star already!" he observed. There were so many people indirectly cheering for Yumi and they didn't even know, "You're pretty amazing!"As if Yumi was agreeing, she kicked her feet a few times, landing them on Taehyung's stomach. Taehyung giggled and his hands returned to hold those small feet, "You're going to be a dancer someday, I'm sure of it. Especially with a mom and dad like Jimin and Jungkook."Taehyung continued to talk to Yumi and listen to the little baby sounds she was making. Yumi was very easy to talk to since she listened so well. Taehyung could see himself coming back to her to tell her all about his problems. She offered no judgment and had no feedback. She would just lay there and listen.He was having fun but eventually, he grew tired and so did Yumi and he soon placed the little girl in her pop-up crib in the sitting room before he left for his own room with Yoongi. He was smiling the whole way and was incredibly happy after spending so much time with his honorary niece. She was the mood setter and he decided he needed one on one time with her more in the future. Yumi was perfect and Yumi was his new best friend.
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Yoongi loved and cherished Yumi. That was entirely clear, a well-known fact among their odd family. With Yoongi's general atmosphere of indisposition, it was almost a surprise when he took so easily to her. His heart raced whenever she was near and his hands instinctively reached out to hold her whenever he could. He had to brawl with six other men in order to get her, but out of everyone besides her parents, even Taehyung, Yoongi held her the most. Now was one of the few times when Yoongi was free and to his luck, he asked for Yumi and received his blessing. Following their dance practice today, Jimin and Jungkook felt exhausted after staying awake at night with a baby and then expending all their energy into their practice session today. While both wanted to take a nap, their daughter was still wide awake and in need of attention and Yoongi had been the one to volunteer that position. Even with his eagerness to spend time with his niece, he himself was spent but he also wanted to cuddle with Yumi. With no pieces to complete and their comeback within a week, they really didn't have much to do except prepare for the comeback. And when they were granted time off, they spent it relaxing and doing as little as possible. Yoongi wanted to spend his time off with Yumi and Yumi only. But Yoongi's tendency to attest exhaustion still played role in his agenda and when he had Yumi in his arms, he almost immediately brought her back to his room so he could lay down with her. Now, in the second month, everyone was starting to get a sense of Yumi’s personality and how what makes her tick. From likes and dislikes, to crying triggers, which are pretty basic at this point. There was hunger, sleepiness, change of scenery, and dirty diapers, to which she possessed a different cry for each individual dilemma. Everyone was pretty attuned to her small vocabulary, even limited. She was just another member in the household and everyone knew her so well. Yumi was becoming a true little person at this point and she would further evolve over time. Yoongi was lounging on his side on the bed as he watched Yumi kick around and try to focus on the toy he was holding above her. It was brightly colored and had many elements that caught her attention. It was shaped like a duck and had dangly legs that shined when the light hit the material just right. It vibrated with the pull of a ring connected to its back and when it was shaken, it rattled softly and always caught Yumi's attention. When Yoongi pulled the ring, Yumi's breathing always picked up and her real, genuine smile split her lips into two. Her smile was no longer reflexive and rather voluntary and through this small development, they discovered so much that made her happy and gained the best reaction. Yumi gurgled and managed to grip onto the foot of the duck for a second before releasing and swinging her arms, knocking the toy further out of reach. Yoongi giggled, actually giggled, and righted the toy in front of her so she could try again to catch her prey. Her motor skills have been improving so swiftly and she was starting to interact with whoever touched her, "Look at you, big girl! Getting so strong," Yoongi praised happily, while he used his free hand to grab her small feet. She was wearing RJ themed socks today, courtesy of Seokjin, and they fit warmly over her chubby feet. The entirety of Yumi's foot fit perfectly in Yoongi's palm and her little toes flexed over his thumb, exploring her range of motion that was evolving every day. Yoongi earned another gurgle and squeal when he ran the pad of his thumb over. The love in Yoongi's heart was immense and if he could, he would hold Yumi forever and never let her go. He wanted to squeeze her and hug her so tight, which was apparently a reaction everyone has with babies and cute things. The name was literally 'cuteness aggression' and Yoongi had looked it up and made sure to tell everyone in the dorm that what they were feeling was normal and the desire to squeeze, pinch, or even bite Yumi's chubby legs was nearly instinctual. It was a scary thought, but it was something everyone could relate to. No one can deny that. In fact, looking at Yumi now, he was purely infatuated with just her looks. Yumi was gorgeous with a thick head of dark hair that curled around her ears and the yellow bow that matched her yellow, long-sleeved onsie clipped into her locks, her chubby cheeks filled out her face and how her long eyelashes fanned over them. Yoongi admired her wide eyes that widened when she focused on something and the way her pink lips pursed when she cooed and made noise. All of these attributes and Yoongi couldn't help but think of having his own baby. Hopefully, just as gorgeous as Yumi. The way he or she would run around the dorm holding hands with Yumi and calling Yumi noona or unnie. Teaching his child to walk and speak. Feeding them mush and watching as they graduate to solid foods. Sending them off to preschool and watching them graduate college, sitting front row at their wedding, and welcoming their first grandchild into the world. Being a mother to his own person, a person he made with Hoseok. The thought was all too vivid and the thought 'his baby' recycled in his mind over and over. But wait... wasn't this all so sudden and impractical? This was all so abrupt in retrospect. Yoongi always knew he wanted kids since he was young, but thinking that he wanted to have kids soon or at the height of his career on purpose was a little excessive. It exceeded terrifying in all honesty, and trying now would mean trying for kids with Hoseok. Yet another member of BTS. That would make four members of the world's biggest boy group parents at such a young age. Their journey as musicians did not need another child involved or another pregnancy to deal with. There was so much they still had to accomplish while still active and with Yoongi's enlistment date creeping closer, now just wasn't the time to try for a baby. He had up to two years left and getting pregnant now would prove a mistake. They were still discussing whether or not they were all going to participate in service at the same time or not, but leaving individually before the age limit means Yoongi would be going three years without Hoseok. That would be a disaster of a time and having a baby before that would be even worse. Yoongi would have to stay behind and Hoseok would need to leave them behind. Jimin and Jungkook were already required to deal with that situation and Yoongi already felt anxious for them. That for himself sounded worse. Taking the whole career aspect out of it, Yoongi's mother was going to be an issue. Her lack of support for the homosexual and LGBTQ community was pretty impressive considering how her son and his coworkers were openly supportive of that specified collection of individuals. They were in a changing world and she couldn't even change her ideas for her youngest son and his happiness. He loved his mother, but she could be so infuriating and her blatant opinion was also heartbreaking and condescending. His mother was supposed to support his every decision within reason, and this was definitely within reason. It wasn't like Yoongi was addicted to drugs, wasn't selling his body for money, he wanted to love who he loved. And he loved Hoseok, that much was clear. With that lack of confidence for her son's relationships, she was unfortunately unsupportive of a homosexual relationship and in the future when Yoongi actually succeeds in conceiving a child with Hoseok, she was going to riot and it would prove disastrous. Yoongi's mother would persist against and she would oppose his decisions to continue a pregnancy to full term. She had uttered inhuman curses against gay men who had babies with each other and the same would happen with her own kin. There was no denying that. She is rude towards Jimin and Jungkook and more so towards Yoongi, no qualms about intervening with her son. Removing that aspect from the picture of Yoongi's life, the man still treasured his masculinity. Homosexuality and masculinity typically weren't connected in the eye of many and you had to be one or the other, and Yoongi had found the perfect middle ground in his career. He's portrayed as this hardcore rapper who supports differences and has never specified a specific gender he finds attractive, but his image would be tarnished if he ends up pregnant. Out of everyone in the group, Yoongi getting pregnant would be the most shocking and would receive the most backlash. He would receive the most because he could take it, but the others, not so much. They were faint-hearted, took it all to heart, and Yoongi preferred that they didn't have to. He wanted to bear the brunt of all their misfortune so that they didn't have to. In an act of changing pace, Yoongi's mind reverted back to the time he had spoken about having children with Hoseok the night they started dating. In reality, Yoongi had blindly agreed to the idea of children since he had been so lost in Hoseok's eyes. He knew it was more to appease the younger but actually getting pregnant had never crossed his mind until Hoseok had advocated it. Whenever he and Hoseok were not talking about it, it wasn't a thought he lingered on. Work was more important to him and having a baby was a nice thought, but even with blind infatuation clouding his senses, was Yoongi capable of being a parent? His anxiety and depression were all factors that did not mix well with pregnancy. His limits on his abilities were going to be furthered and what kind of mother would he be if he couldn't take his son or daughter to get ice cream or take them to play dates with their friends? There was so much he could do wrong and that outweighed the positive light of a baby. But now that he's with Yumi and loves her and spends more time with her, he likes the idea of a mini Hobi running around. Wouldn't mind his exact copy hugging onto his legs and begging him for kisses and that new toy that just came out. He would be powerless against a face like that. Unhappy with the silence, Yumi brought Yoongi out of his stupor and reminded him just how cute she was. Yumi cooed and kicked her legs, knocking into Yoongi's hand that was doing a poor job of holding the toy where she could reach it. The soft material slipped from his fingers and landed on her round tummy, not affecting her at all but she was then upset that there was nothing to look at. Yumi made sure to throw in a few more baby noises until Yoongi received the message and picked her up, holding her securely in his arms. Yumi's head wobbled a bit as she tried to find her strength. Her plump lips parted and her tongue darted out, small and pink. She liked to do thatThere it was again, cuteness aggression. Yoongi pressed the baby close to his chest and stuck his nose in her hair, smelling the sweet and neutral scent of the baby shampoo Jimin and Jungkook used on her. Yoongi pressed a million kisses all over Yumi's chubby cheeks and made sure to get her neck too. He squeezed her tight without hurting her and longed for her little arms to wrap around his neck and hug him back. She was a little too young for that still, but she would learn as soon as she was able. She had two very tactile parents and she for sure would be the same, following in their footsteps. Jimin wouldn't stand for an uncuddly baby so it was a good thing she owned a tendency to bury her face in Jimin's chest. It always made her mother so happy when she did that. Again, Yoongi started thinking of his own baby. The anxiety that afflicted him earlier made its return and had his heart racing, but Yumi so close and so warm on his skin keeps him calm in the moment and his mind tumbles down that rabbit hole yet again. A baby would be perfect, but also so much work and dedication. You can't half-ass raising a child, and doing so wasn't an option to him. Raising his child was going to be everything, was going to be the most important thing he could do in his life. He wanted to actually be friends with his children, not just their mother. His child or children were going to be his everything and he finalized that he just wasn't ready for that right now. He indeed wanted them, but not in the near future. Yoongi removed Yumi from his arms and placed her on the bed on her bum, sitting her up and aiding the position with his hands. She couldn't sit up on her own and wouldn't be able to for a few more months, but seeing her do it now, there was something hilarious and endearing about it. She slumped over her soft tummy and her weak neck muscles were barely keeping her head stable as she tried to look around. Her arms lay limp at her sides with her hands gripping onto the yellow of her onesie and her chubby legs were out in front of her with her RJ socks hugged her feet. She looked so adorable and content. She was happily plopped onto the bedsheet and her eyes landed on Yoongi to gift him a wide and open-mouthed smile. A smile that looked so much like Jungkook's. "Oh kid, you're going to be the death of me," Yoongi stated with the most threatening look he could muster while speaking to a baby. This was such a routine thing, repeating this cycle over and over because who didn't want a perfect angle like Jeon Yumi? "Would you like a cousin, Mimi?" he asked next with a tilt of his head. Her response was a large yawn that was far too big for her little body and Yoongi cooed at her, "I'm taking that as a no," he finalized, but not even believing that remark. A knock at the door startled him to reality and he didn't have time to call out to who was knocking before Hoseok was sticking his head inside the room. A genuine and wide smile was plastered on his face, the kind of smile Yoongi loved with all his heart, "Hi, you two," he greeted as he entered further. His pace quickened and Yoongi knew there was no good thing to come from that before Hoseok jumped onto the bed with his full weight, rocking all three of them. Through the sudden movement and the unpreparedness of Yoongi, Yumi was shaken up a bit which hurt her small body, not used to such sudden movements. She fussed, breathing picking up and the early signs of cries started to fill the room. Yoongi was ready to calm her down as soon as possible but it was Hoseok who stepped up to the plate and snatched her from the older's arms. Yoongi's hands hadn't left the position he was holding Yumi and instead watched as Hoseok consoled her. "Lovely, uncle Hobi is so sorry! He wasn't thinking much. Maybe I can do that when you're older but not now. You're far too little," Hoseok then placed a constellation of kisses on her chubby cheeks in an affectionate gesture. Yumi tried to eat Hoseok's face due to instinct since she was inching closer to meal time, but placing her mouth on whatever was closest to her was what her body was telling her to do. She knew no better. "She's not as fragile as you think she is, but you still have to be careful with her. We can't return her with a broken neck, they'll kill us," Yoongi reminded because harming their friends' baby was a big no-no, "How much is she going to like uncle Hobi when she finds out she broke her back when she was a baby?"Hoseok frowned and nodded, "You're right, I'm sorry. I didn't think of it really. I was too excited to see this little pumpkin and play with her," he returned his attention to the baby and gently bounced her in his arms as she calmed down and no longer felt the need to voice her discomfort. Yoongi watched the two with a gummy smile on his lips and of course, he couldn't help but imagine Hoseok and their future child that was nowhere in sight. The anxiety he felt returned but maybe it never really left. This was going to be an ongoing battle in his heart, but he always had time to decide on what to do. Hoseok chuckled and he started to speak, "You look about ready to pass out," Hoseok observed and indeed, the older felt ready to sleep. He was always ready for a nap and added with the exhaustion of comeback preparations, he was more than ready for his afternoon nap, "I can take her if you want to sleep for a bit. You get some rest, love," Hoseok insisted as he sat on the edge of the bed next to where Yoongi was lying down, "I promise I'll be good."Yoongi giggled and felt his heart warm, not helping his insistence that he was not ready for children with this man, "You better, she's supposed to be on my watch, not yours. Try to feed her a bottle, she looks a little hungry," he pointed out as he watched Yumi suck on the material of Hoseok's sweater, "She might start eating you.""I'll try it out, but you sleep and relax because don't fear, Hoseok is here," he joked, shifting Yumi so he was cradling her in his arms. She was getting tired of holding her head up and she needed to relax a bit and lay in Hoseok's arms. Hoseok bent over to kiss Yoongi, soft and short before lifting himself again and leaving the room with the baby girl. Yoongi watched after them and let sleep take him. Hoseok tried a bottle but she ate half an ounce before she was finished, forcing Hoseok to leave the remainder of the bottle on the counter. He had written the time it was made on a sticky note and placed it adjacent to the bottle, letting anyone know not to toss it yet and why it was not finished. The baby tended to cluster feed every now and then, but they always hoped it ceased to stay a habit.Yumi was so incredibly well-tempered and being with someone as high-maintenance and high-energy as Hoseok was kind of killing the man. He wanted to actually play with her, but there wasn't much he could do with a two-month-old. He could play peek-a-boo, but even then she didn't understand. Sometimes it brought a smile out of her, but more often than not, there wasn't much to see.So Hoseok ended up going to the nursery and laying with her there on the soft rug sitting on the carpet. Yumi was required a short amount of tummy time each day to help strengthen her small body and core. Hoseok could not wait for the day that he could take her to the park and take her down the slides and help her across the monkey bars. Watching Yumi hold her head up and look around, trying to figure out what was going on, he couldn't help picture his own children doing the same thing. He wanted his own children so bad, he wanted so many, and he wanted them all with Yoongi. There was no shame in that and he has never felt so sure about something. Hoseok has lived with Yoongi for years and he's seen how the older interacts with Yumi and other children, and having babies with him would be his best idea, the best thing to ever happen to him. Children with the person he loves is all he ever wants. Yumi let out a few gurgles and it warmed Hoseok's heart. He ran a hand over her hair and fixed her hair clip that was thrown askew with all her movement. He had always styled his dog Mickey's hair with many clips and bows and he liked to think that he knew what he was doing when it came to styling hair. He would love a girl, that way he could put on many bows and out her hair in pigtails. Of course, he could do that to a boy too, but it was more socially acceptable for girls. He hoped that one day that stereotype and expectation could be eradicated entirely. "I love you, baby," Hoseok cooed, placing a kiss on her soft hair, "One day, you'll have cousins to play with, but I don't know when that will be. That's all up to Uncle Yoongi since he has to go through heck for a perfect little blob like you," he joked, tickling her small double chin, the cutest part of her. Yumi kicked and he fixed her so that she was no longer on her stomach but now on her back, "I'm going to play favoritism, but they're going to be cuter than you," Yumi squealed and Hoseok laughed, "I'm kidding, you're going to be equally cute."He continued to talk to her until she was gettin so tired that she was getting fussy. Putting her to bed swaddled in her pink blanket, Hoseok made sure she was asleep before finally leaving and closing the door behind him. His heart was full and the prospect of having children was so exciting. He was going to be a dad someday, and he hoped it would be soon. Hoseok wandered to Yoongi's room and meeting his sleeping boyfriend was even more heartwarming. He loved this man so much. Not dwelling on that though, he realized how tired he was. A long day of practice and preparations was weighing down on him and before he could think, he was crawling into bed and cuddling up to Yoongi who cuddled back in his sleep. With a smile on his face, Hoseok fell asleep with good dreams in his queue and a full heart.