She runs her fingers through her hair that grew longer over time, and she takes her shoulder bag, before getting in front of the stroller and covering our baby's body with the small blanket more properly.

'YOUR P.O.V'

"Are you ready to go?" I ask him, hoping this walk will make him less moody. He nods to me, so I open the door and push the stroller to go out and let Jungkook follow me. I hand him the key to lock the door, and he closes, locks it, and gives me back the key so that I can put it in my bag. Once he's next to me, I go at a slow and kind pace towards the park nearby, looking at my little baby who makes my heart melt all the time.

I smile at the sight of him but set my eyes on Jungkook, hearing nothing but silence from him. He does not return the gaze, staring in front of him. "Are you okay?"

His attention drifts towards me, and he nods but lifts his hand up to rub his eyebrow arch, so I leave him alone and wait until we're there.

5 minutes later...

I sit down on a bench where the sun shines, and I place the stroller right before me to have my baby within sight, and Jungkook goes right by my side. I lean over the stroller to be closer to Mingi, and I undo the strap to pick him up.

"Honey," I smile and hold him, but once I draw him closer to me, I press a kiss on his cheek and cuddle him. I lean back to feel more comfortable, and I let him rest his body on my chest. However, Jungkook bends his body towards me and puts his head on my shoulder, not saying anything.

"Baby," I put my hand over his to hold it, not standing the way he hides something from me. "Why are you acting like that? I know you're not feeling well. Tell me, please."

"I'm not, I'm fine," he nearly promises me without looking into my eyes. "I just want to hug you...and get some kisses..." he makes it evident he's craving for some attention, and I press a kiss on the tip of his nose, getting him to raise his head up and look at me.

"On the lips," he asks, brushing his thumb over the back of my hand. I smile but press my lips onto his, and he asks for a longer one, leaning forth to maintain the contact between our skins. He slides his fingers away from mine but glides them up my inner forearm, and he stops it with a gentle peck. "I want you to hug me too..."

"I'll hug you once we're home," I figure out what is wrong, and give him one more kiss, feeling Mingi's tiny hand softly squeeze my skin while sucking on his pacifier. I place my hand on his head to fix his beanie, but Jungkook puts his arm behind me to skim his fingers over the back of my neck.

"By the way," I look back at him. "I'll have another training course tomorrow since school is over, you'll have to take care of him," I warn him, knowing this will be hard for him. "What? But I was supposed to spend some time with my best friends..."

I gaze at him, hoping for him to not be serious but knowing he still adjusted to this new life with our baby. "I mean..." he realizes by the look in my eyes that I wanted another reaction from him. "Okay...I'll take care of him, but this won't be long, right?"

"Like a day at school," I answer, feeling a bit disappointed but hoping for him to be okay with it and not be annoyed. "All right..." he removes his hand from me but bends his head back, so remain voiceless and focus on Mingi to rub his back. This is a relief to know he's calm, I feared that he would cry or scream.

However, Jungkook hasn't changed of behavior since Friday, since I came back from a training course.

/ flashback \

Friday, May 31, 2020.

8 pm.

"I'm home, baby," I take my jacket and shoes off, coming back after a long day of work. I do not hear his answer, so I don't insist but guess he's busy. I grab my bag again and head to the living room, I check where he could be and place my stuff on one of the chairs around the table,

I move upstairs since he must be there, and I get inside the office, wondering if he's working in a calm room. As soon as I notice him at the desk, I walk up to him but get no look from him. "Hey," I run my fingers through his hair, putting my eyes on the screen but hugging him from behind. "Baby? Are you okay?"

"Hm," he closes the window to not let me read anything and acts weird. "Hm? That's not really an answer..." I remove my arms from his shoulder, feeling like something happened but that he does not want to talk about it. "Is it because of the baby?"

"No," he shakes and head and looks at me. "I'm fine."

"Sure? You know you can talk about it if you need," I don't give up right away, knowing and seeing that he's lying. "I don't need to talk...I'm okay...really. I'm sorry for not hearing you," he answers without honesty, but since I know he will not tell me the truth, I stop trying. I'll wait until he's ready.

"Ok, I'm going to go to your parents' house and pick up Mingi," I leave him alone, feeling disappointed.

/ end of flashback \

•••

6 pm.

I come back from Mingi's bedroom after putting him to bed for his nap, and I walk down the stairs in order to go back to the kitchen and continue to cook dinner while Jungkook is playing with Dongsik and Jaehyun after studying for four hours.

I yawn uncontrollably, feeling exhausted and eager to be in my bed. "Can you give me a can of peach juice, please?" Jungkook asks from the sofa, his headset around his neck. I peek into his direction and see him look at him, but he smiles. "Please."

I go and get what he asked for in the fridge, then I leave the kitchen to walk up to him and open the can. "Here," I hand it to him since his next game hasn't started yet, and he grabs it. "Thank you," he beams and takes a gulp, but once I step away, he stops me with a 'wait', making me turn around.

"You said you would cuddle me..." he puts his drink on the coffee table, and I smile, faintly. Since I know the food is simmering in the pot, I take a moment to relax and get on the sofa, laying down with my back against the back of one corner, he crawls towards me right away and gets between my legs, presses a kiss on my lips and turns around to rest his body on mine, and lays his head on my chest.

"I miss cuddling for hours with you..." his head changes of direction to nestle his face in the crook of my neck, and I run my fingers through his hair to comb them back. "I know...I'm sorry for not having enough time to do it like before..."

"Don't apologize," he looks at the TV screen again, so I put my arms around his neck, but he uses my left one as a pillow. His next game now starting, he puts his headset back on and turns his microphone on. "I'm here," he speaks to them. "Yeah. I'm gonna play with the new gun I got."

He yawns like a baby as if he was tired and brings his knees up to bend his legs, but the feeling of my heavy eyelids is even worse now that I'm not doing anything. "Baby," I speak in a quiet voice and look at him, and he peeks at me briefly. "Hm?"

"Wake me up if I'm sleeping, okay?" I ask him to do since I need to take care of the food in a few minutes, but he nods to me, so I close my eyes and rest my head on the back of the sofa. This is simple, but this feels good as ever.

— Next day —

Monday, July 3, 2020.

7:30 am.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

"I'm leaving, baby. I love you, and call me if something wrong happens," she combs my hair back and kisses my lips. "I love you too, be careful on the road..." I do not feel happy about it but fear this day. She walks away, "By the way," she halts her way to the door. "I cooked breakfast for you. They are French toasts, strawberries, bananas, other fruits, and peach juice. I hope you're hungry," she smiles at me, so I do and feel better now that I know I'm going to eat well and start the day in a great manner. "I am, thank you, I love you a lot."

"Me too," she returns the words and goes out of the bedroom. I just woke up, and I wish I could go back to sleep since I'm finally done with school and that I did not fail again when I re-passed one exam only one week ago, but I guess I have to work as a father too. I'm stressed out though, I never stayed with him all alone, I never really took care of him since y/n always did.

I sigh but grab my phone to text Dongsik.

[ do you know how to take care of a baby? >

Once it's sent, I get out of the bed but feel too lazy to take a shower or brush my teeth yet, so I make my way downstairs, but quietly, making sure I don't wake the baby up.

Once I'm at the stairs, I walk them down to head to the table, the scent already brightening up my mood and soothing me. I sit on one chair and dig in the food without waiting.

•••

12 pm.

I enter Mingi's bedroom with anxiousness, praying for him to be calm and sweet with me. I walk up to his crib, and I bend over it as he's still sleeping. I have to admit that I haven't hold him that much, but I'm scared, I don't feel like I'm the father for real. It feels like a dream or something.

As soon as I have him in my arms, I make sure to hold him the way y/n told me to do it, and I leave the room to go back downstairs, where the bottle of milk is. I keep one hand on his back, feeling weird with him in my arms, sleeping peacefully. Now that I'm in the living room, I sit down on the sofa, and I lean back, letting him rest on my torso.

I kindly try to wake him up, calling his name in a soft voice and rubbing his back, and he slowly wakes up. However, I receive a text from Dongsik. I hurt to check it out before feeding Mingy.

< yes I can, I've been taking care of my little sister since she's born ]

[ then hurry to come, I need your help >

< don't tell me you can't take care of him just because y/n is not here ]

I don't answer since this will make him be right, and I put my phone down, feeling Mingi's tiny hand grip my t-shirt, I move forth to grab the bottle, and I turn him to the side to be able to feed him. I feel so weird but good, I don't know what is happening inside of me.

I keep my eyes on him, my left arm holding him close to me as I'm using the bottle with the other hand, hearing him make some little noises while drinking, his big eyes staring into space. I lean forth to press a kiss on his head, relieved to not hear him cry or get angry since I hate it, that just hurts me when I hear him cry, I don't even know why.

"Mingi," I pronounce his name in a soft voice to get his attention, but he does not react, he only drinks the milk. "Hey," I peck his head again, and his big eyes finally look in my direction. "Stay calm all day long, okay? Be a good boy until mommy comes home, please," I ask him to be kind to me and do me a favor, but he looks away. "Okay...I guess that's a no..."

He drinks the warm milk without complaining, his cute noises melting my heart as his small body does it even more. His baby hands, his tiny fingers, everything about him is cute, it's hard not to be soft.

The sound of my phone makes me stop talking to myself. "Fu—" I hold back from cursing in front of the baby, biting my lips right away. "Jeez...wait a minute," I move the bottle and my head to hold it with my chin, and I take hold of my phone, being careful. I hurry to check what y/n sent me.

< eat something for lunch, baby, and don't forget to feed Mingi❤ ]

[ im feeding him, ill eat don't worry, eat too. How's your day going tho?❤ >

< good, and you, has he cried yet? ]

[ no, he was still sleeping so I had to wake him up to feed him >

< great, I'm glad to know everything's fine, but be careful with your friends, okay? Don't make too much noise otherwise, he won't feel good, and don't forget he doesn't know them, never saw them, so keep him in your arms to make him know he's safe. Alright? I'm sorry if this is too much for you ]

[ its okay, I'll do this, its nothing compared to what you have to do everyday so don't say that >

< I love you❤ ]

[ I love you too❤ >

I put my phone down once the last text is sent, and I take the bottle back in my hand but notice it's nearly empty. "Wow. You're hungry..." a few seconds after my words, he gazes at me but sucks on the teat even though there's no liquid anymore. "It's empty," I giggle as he's staring at me, but I try to take it out of his mouth, and thank god, he does not complain. I put the bottle on the coffee table but now turn him towards me, holding his small body in my arms, I lay him on my chest and lean back. I press a kiss on his forehead and rub his back, but through the quietness of the room, his hiccup echoes, and I giggle like a kid, finding it cute as ever.

The doorbell rings, interrupting this moment. I stand up with him in my arms and head towards the front door to open to the ones I assume to be my best friends.