"Baby girl," Seokjin's voice said, calling your attention from where you had been staring unseeingly in the direction of the mirror, brushing your teeth mechanically
. It had been a long day and you were mentally exhausted, getting ready for bed feeling a bit like a zombie. You looked over at Seokjin in the doorway, pausing your brushing to blink at him curiously. He smiled.
"Can I sleep in your room tonight? Yoongi is getting sick I can tell and I don't want his germs." You frowned and spat in the sink, rinsing your mouth quickly and looking back at him.
"Yoonie's sick?" You asked, worriedly.
"His voice was deeper than normal this morning," he said.
"I picked him up some cold medicine and told him to go to bed early."
"I gotta take care of him!" You said, frowning.
"No, baby he's fine he needs to rest."
You pouted, feeling like you should check on him at least. Seokjin chuckled.
"Come here," he said, reaching for you.
You hurried over and put your hand in his, letting him lead you out of the bathroom and down the hall. He held his finger to his lips and you nodded as he slowly pushed his and Yoongi's bedroom door open. The room was dark and Yoongi was curled up under his blankets, sleeping soundly.
"See?" Seokjin whispered.
"He's resting."
You nodded.
"Okay, come sleep in my room," you whispered loudly.
Seokjin smiled down at you affectionately and nodded, letting you lead him back up the hallway to your room. You closed the door halfway behind you, just how you liked it when the two of you got in and you went to crawl into bed.
"Baby are you gonna sleep in those clothes?" Seokjin asked, watching you.
You looked down at your T-shirt and sweatpants, thinking he was right and it might not be comfortable to sleep in the heavy pants.
"Um..." you frowned, looking over at your closet. You just wanted to snuggle, didn't want to make a decision right now.
"Where are the pretty nightgowns daddy bought you?" He asked, walking over to look in at the clothes.
And if you hadn't already been feeling deep enough after your tiring day and Seokjin calling you baby girl and sharing your bed, this pushed you over the edge and further into sub space. You watched him peer into the closet and pouted, shrugging and shifting your weight from foot to foot.
"I dunno," you said.
"Well are they in your closet or your dresser?" He asked, looking over at you. His expression was fond, if a bit exasperated.
"Mmm...dresser," you said, a little uncertainly.
He tried a drawer and then closed it, but the next one he peeked into, then opened all the way, shuffling around. He pulled out a pretty pink nightgown and your eyes lit up.
"Have you worn this one yet baby?" He asked, turning to look at you and holding it up.
He smiled when he saw you looking at it and you held your arms out, making grabby hands for the soft fabric. Seokjin chuckled and walked over, handing it to you.
"Gonna put it on for me baby?" He asked.
"You'll look so cute in it."
You pouted and looked up at him and he blinked in confusion.
