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𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽

𝙅𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙤𝙫

I kissed my newborn's forehead softly and snuggled up to his stomach, as he drank his milk from namjoon with a little whine. "Shhh baby shhh your whining too much" I whispered and pecked his tiny ears. "Oh god I cant believe that this brat is finally out of me" namjoon whispered to me for which I chuckled. "I still feel like I am pregnant!" he whisper yelled chuckling. "I cant believe that we have this beanie with us for a week by now" I muttered and adjusted seokjoon's mitten in his finger, an audible long whine slipped his lips.

"Ops.." I chuckled as namjoon glared at me, "Baby can I can open his mittens, he looks like he hates those" I whispered. "Yes he hates it but, I am worried that he will hurt himself...look at his nails" namjoon muttered. "Let me hold his hands" I muttered and took seokjoon's left mittens to reveal his fisted fragile fists. I slowly poked it and kissed all over it, causing him to loosen up his fists and lace his tiny fingers around my pinky. "Looks like you left him starving baby..." I chuckled, "No! I just fed him few hours agoo~" namjoon cooed defending himself. "My plumpy cherubic baby" I cooed at seokjoon. After drinking his milk for a few more minutes, seokjoon finally had fallen asleep. We looked at each other smiling fondly, staring at our first bundle of joy, our rejoice.

Namjoon slowly stood up from the bed and walked out of the room to placed seokjoon in the nursery room, we didn't have to worry since it was baby proof walls. I smiled to myself and adjusted our pillows and blankets for me and namjoon, our first week of parenting wasn't that easy for us but it went pretty smooth. I saw namjoon walking into our room yawning, I opened my arms for him and plopped on the bed smiling. He smiled and softly laid his head on top of my chest and snuggled deeper to me allowing to have more of his compulsive scent. I pecked the top of his head and wrapped my arms around him tightly, pulling him closer to me and dimmed the lights only allowing us to see each other's dark silhouette. "Take of your hoodie..." he whispered for which I complied allowing him to rest on my bare chest. "Goodnight my love" I whispered and pecked his forehead softly, "Goodnight baby" he whispered and buried himself to me and carded his hands through my locks. Soon, both of us fell asleep on each other's embrace soundly.

I let out a groan as I heard seokjoon's cries filling the air, I peeked up to see namjoon sleeping soundly but I know that he is at the verge of waking up but he has been up all day, taking care of seokjoon. I slowly untangled his arms which was around me as soft as possible trying not to wake him up, which I had succeeded in. I wore my hoodie back and scurried to seokjoon's room to see him being a whiny sobbing mess under his swaddle cloth.I immediately lift him up in my arms and rocked him back and fourth softly, I let out a gag and grimace when the awful pungent smell hit me. I sighed and placed him on the cradle again and plugged a pacifier in-between his lips.

I undid his onesie and threw his dirty diaper away, gagging to myself, 'the worst part of parenting' is cleaning your child's poop. I cleaned seokjoon up using the hygienic tissues and splattered a moisturise cream on his skin, he slowly opened his eyes a little and looked into my orbs. "Hey champ" I muttered with smile and changed him into his new diaper. He let out a soft whimper and whine. "You just pooped and your hungry baby?" I chuckled and lift him up in my arms and walked downstairs to make formula milk for him and not wanting to intrude joonie's sleep.

"Shh just a little more baby, wait a moment...daddy is making right, uh god where am I gonna place you now?" I muttered confused and stared at seokjoon. "Sorry champ your gonna stay on the counter till daddy makes milk for you" I muttered and placed seokjoon's swaddle cloth on the counter's top and placed him on it softly. "Your appa will kill me if he knows this" I muttered giggling. "Yah! Yah! wait I am working on your milk wait!" I whisper yelled and seokjoon who was about to let out a huge cry, his lips quavered as his eyes clouded with tears. I immediately panicked and stuffed my finger into his mouth, he let out a squeak but sucked on it softly. I let out a relieved sigh and buried my face into his tummy inhaling is baby powder scent.

I kissed the tip of his nose softly and stared at his twinkling eyes. "You liked daddy's fingers champ? I swear your appa is going to kill us if he finds out these...especially you sucking on my finger" I whispered to my son. I then reverted my gaze towards seokjoon's bottle again, I just need to close the lid and its done. I leaned near it and shut the lid as I shook it a few times, I squinted the milk on my hand and checked the temperature and taste just like namjoon would do. "All done" I muttered and slowly pulled out my soggy fingers from his mouth and placed the bottle's nub as a replacement. His eyes went wide as I fed him the milk, in happiness. "You love it don't you? Trust me your appa was talking about stuffing vegetables in your mouth when you grow up and your gonna hate that crap, even I do..." I shrugged and lift him up in my arms while feeding him.

He fell asleep, after drinking half of his milk. I placed him on his cradle again and wrapped him with his swaddle cloth, as I leaned down and plant a soft kiss on his tiny feet. I loved my son so much. After leaving pecks, i placed the mosquito net on top of his cradle. I stood there with my arms crossing over my chest as i stared at my son in awe, and fondness. "Seokjoon-ah...daddy loves you, appa does too" i whispered and walked towards mine and namjoon's bedroom to see namjoon sleeping on the bed at the same position he was in when i left. I giggled softly and replaced the bolster i had left on my place with myself and tossed my hoodie on the floor as i guided his head on top of my chest again. I pecked his forehead and covered ourselves with a blanket.