note: aahhhhhhhh my lovelies i am so so sorry i couldn't update any earlier 😭 i feel so terrible huhu school took the best of me and i recently caught a flu to make it worse 😣 but anyway i enjoyed reading your replies and ships you guys 😁 it was great! hope you enjoy this one as well (i ❤ younghyo)

highly recommend listening to the instrumental for extra feels!

plot: in which jihyo and youngjae sing to their child at night

type: fluff

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Jihyo stirred softly in her sleep, the familiar warmth of the sheets grazing her arms. She shifted slowly in her position, her eyes still closed, and felt an arm gently wrap around her waist, another person pulling her closer to his own body, closing the gap within them.

She smiled subconsciously in Youngjae's grasp.

She felt his steady breathing at the back of her head, and he traced soothing circles on her belly where his hand rested. Both of them snored peacefully in their sleep, finally relieving themselves of the tension.

You could tell that both were glad to finally have a peaceful night of sleep, which was something they've been deprived of ever since the baby's arrival. They've been busy these past few days with her, that having more than three hours of quiet shuteye was a privilege.

Jihyo turned to face the opposite direction, so she was now facing her husband. She nuzzled herself beneath his chin, sliding her arms beneath his, and taking in his scent. Youngjae, in turn, stirred in his sleep, and gave slight sretch before wrapping his arms around Jihyo once more, pulling her closer to his body and wrapping their sheets around them for more comfort.

Youngjae placed a light kiss on her forehead, before dozing off once again.

And they stayed in silence, peaceful like before, enjoying their alone time for a bit. Jihyo smiled again subconsciously in her sleep.

That is, until the beautiful silence was gently disturbed by the baby's cries from the nursery.

Jihyo sleepily popped one of her eyes open. Of course she'd be awakened at this time, she thought to herself, groaning for a bit as she stirred awake. Having Jiwon in their lives was definitely a blessing they could never manage to replace. But sometimes Jihyo wished she knew how tired her eomma and appa was before she could even think of crying again. It was exhausting.

She nudged Youngjae's chest lightly. They had an agreement to take turns tending to the baby if she woke up at a wrong time before, and she was pretty sure that she was the one who got up the last time.

Youngjae only stirred in his sleep and continued snoring. Jihyo knew how heavy of a sleeper he was, but it was his turn, nevertheless.

"Youngjae oppa..." she gently cooed from under him. Still nothing.

She nudged him again, and started tapping his back gently. His snores only seemed to be getting louder, and this was starting to annoy her, and that was when she started tapping him on the cheek a little more aggressively, both of her eyes barely open herself.

"Ya! Choi Youngjae," Jihyo said amidst her daughter's muffled cries in the background.

Only then did Youngjae snap awake, rubbing his eyes gently with his palms.

"What is it, jagi?" he asked confused, removing one arm from her to rub his back.

"Jiwon-ah's up again," Jihyo said in her hoarse morning voice.

"What time is it?" Youngjae asked again, his voice still hoarse as well.

Jihyo reached under the pillow to check her phone for the time. "Two-thirty in the morning," she said, her head aching from the bright screen light.

Her husband groaned at her daughter's cries from the other room. "Isn't it your turn?"

"It's yours already," Jihyo said, laying back down again. "You'd better do something about it."

"How can she be awake at this time of day? The sun isn't even up." Youngjae sat up and rubbed his neck.

"Don't blame it on the child, Youngjae."

"And how is she so loud?"

"Well, she's your daughter, why wonder?"

Youngjae glared at Jihyo playfully, the girl smirking, then yawned. "Can't we just let her cry?"

"She won't be able to sleep, oppa, she'll turn grumpy in the morning."

"Then let her be grumpy." Youngjae laid down beside her again and covered his face with a pillow, leaving Jihyo sighing with exasperation.

"Oppa," Jihyo cooed again, "We can't just let her cry herself to sleep."

"Why not?"

"Because we're her parents, pabo. We need to be there when she needs us."

"I'll be supportive when she's older or something." He yawned again. "I need to sleep."

"Ya! Youngjae!"

"What?"

"C'mon, please put Jiwon-ah to sleep."

"Why is she even up? Doesn't she consider how tiring it is to wake up in the middle of the night just to put her to sleep again?" Youngjae whined like a child.

"She doesn't care about that right now, Youngjae," Jihyo whined back. "All she wants is for you to be there."

Youngjae sat up and looked at Jihyo's pouted face, her hair still a mess, her big eyes barely opened. His frown melted into a sweet smile. Even if Jihyo was now the mother of their daughter, she's still the cute girl he fell in love with.

"Alright, jagi, I'll go," he said, kissing her on the cheek. He yawned and quickly got up, barefoot as he walked towards the nursery. "But only because it's my turn."

Jihyo yawned herself, but didn't feel the urge to go back to sleep, even after she woke up. She stared at the open nursery door from across the hall, and took it upon herself to get up and take a peek at how Youngjae was doing.

She peered by the doorway and saw him bent down at the crib, making shushing sounds at their seven month-old.

"I'm here, I'm here, Jiwon-ah," he cooed softly as he picked up the child in his arms. "Appa is here, don't worry now."

All the while, Jihyo was staring lovingly at her husband.

Jiwon hushed down a little bit, and Youngjae picked up a bottle of milk, made sure it was still safe for her to drink by scanning it for a bit, and started feeding her.

"Little Jiwon-ah must be hungry, hmm?" he playfully whispered, giving the child a light peck on her forehead while stroking the top of her head.

He stared down at her small face as she fed, rocking her by swaying in a steady rhythm. He started humming a small tune, and Jiwon's little eyes sparkled as he did so, earning a smile from him.

"You like that song, sweetheart?" he asked. "It's a beautiful song, isn't it?"

Jiwon only blinked, but Youngjae felt as if she was replying to him.

"Appa sang it for eomma on our wedding day," he said again. "She loved it very much."

Then, he started singing the lyrics. He remembered every word of it - he sang it first of all to Jihyo, who looked beautiful that night, and now to Jiwon, their little angel.

"Seolleneun mankeum mani duryeowo
Unmyeongi uril jakku jiltuhaeseo
Neomankeum nado mani museowo
When you see me
When you touch me..."

He continued to sing the song softly yet beautifully, and was conpletely unaware of his wife watching him from the doorway. Silently, Jihyo stepped forward, and wrapped her arms around Youngjae and little Jiwon, then opened her mouth to sing with him, softly yet beautifully.

"Ujuga uril wihae umjigyeosseo
Jogeume eogeutnamjocha eopseosseo
Neowa nae haengbogeun Yejeongdwaetdeongeol
Cause you love me
And I love you..."

For a while, only their two beautiful hushed voices filled the room, and Jihyo couldn't help but smile at this small moment of their small family.

The sounds of the child sucking on the bottle slowly subsided. Jiwon was fast asleep, which brought a smile to both Youngjae and Jihyo's faces. They both gradually stopped singing and looked at each other, happy.

She kissed his cheek. "After all these years," she whispered.

"I always dreamt of the day I'll be able to sing that song to her, too." Youngjae smiled his beautiful smile again, and Jihyo did as well.

Youngjae laid a careful kiss on Jiwon's little forehead as he laid her down on the crib gently. "Sweet dreams, my love," he whispered as she slept into quiet slumber.

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let me know what you guys think in the comments below! also, JINYEON'S BIRTHDAY IS COMMING UP SOON AHHH WE SHOULD DO SOMETHING!!!

next update: BamChaeng! ♥

Word Count: 1,273 words

- nayeonsbunny