Kookie's Maknae {J.Jk}

2

A few days turned into a full week to get a routine going. The first day was fairly easy to handle, a few mistakes that earned me less sleep time but its okay. The second day was better but my lack of sleep made it harder for me to remember where I kept things. The level of tired I am shouldn't be funny, though I find everything funny.

I was able to mark the times Eunha wakes me throughout the night. She fusses four times in a span of three hours. Twice I had to call my mother for help when the baby refused to take the bottle. I'm going to die. 

The staff picked me up at noon to take me back to the dorm.  "Were the guys upset from the news?" I put my hand over Eunha's little kimono feet after we stopped suddenly. Confused on why I did that quicker than thinking of doing it. The female staff member sitting on the other side of me smiled small.   "They were...surprised to hear the news. A little frightened like you are."

"And they are staying at the dorm?"

"Why wouldn't they?" I look away to the outside as we drive by the familiar roads. To be honest I thought the guys would move away after finding out they'll be an 8th member. It made me happy that I wont be alone raising Eunha. But how will I do it is the million dollar question.

I slipped on my backpack over my shoulders before hooking the carseat on the crook of my arm.  "Goodluck, maknae. We'll stop by at random times to check in." Was the last I heard of our staff before they left me. I let myself in the comfort of the dorm which immediately eased me. 

"Jungkook's back!"

Taehyung was the first to give me a soul crushing hug. It progressed to a group hug full head pats and awes.  "Welcome home." Namjoon pats me on the back.  "I missed you guys a lot."

"We missed you too. So, congratulations on joining Teen Appa."

Appa means dad. Its so weird to me.

I chuckled, crouching in front of the carseat to scoop my freshly bathed baby.  "This is Baek Eunha." They gathered around me to look at her more closely. Like introducing a new member to your pets. Taehyung is ecstatic holding his arms out,  "can I hold her please?" Always a kids person. 

"Wash your hands or my mother will slap me from afar." 

The guys took a seat around the living room, Yoongi being the one farthest from me. I don't think he wants to hold Eunha. I carefully passed her to Tae who held her in his arms like he's done this a thousand times before. With his index finger he gently grazed her cheek,  "she so tinyy."

"And smells like a new car." Jimin trapped Eunha's feet in his hand. 

After Tae had her, he gave her to Jimin, then Jin, and Hobi. He basically cuddled her before passing her to Namjoon like a hot potato. Eunha began to whine as soon as.  

"It's okay, Eunha shh." He nervously tried to adjust her to rest her head on his chest and shoulder. I put my arms under his just in case he dropped her but when his hand rested on her bottom it was fine.  "Its too adorable how small she is, Jungkook."

"Two weeks old." I raised my thumbs. 

"Which reminds me, can someone come with me to the pediatrician?"

Hobi and Taehyung raised their hands at the same time.  "When?"

"Friday," I replied.  "They won't let all three of you go. So just one." Namjoon told Hobi and Tae. I'm no way choosing who is going so I suggested a little game of Rock, Paper, Scissors. To make it fair.  "Hah, dul, seht—GO." I giggled watching them go at it. The first was a draw so they tried again and Tae came out victorious. 

He stuck his tongue out at Hobi and then they vegan to wrestle each other.  I turn my attention to Namjoon asking Yoongi if he wants to hold Eunha. Yoongi literally raised his arms up shaking his head.  "She's too small. When she grows a little bit."

"Oh cmon scaredy cat."

"Noooo." Namjoon supported the baby's neck as he held her right on Yoongi's face. I belly laughed at his face reddening. I gently tapped Eunha's head just as she lets out tiny yelp. "One kiss then, cmon uncle Suga. Just kiss."

Yoongi gave in and pecked Eunha's head.

Messing around with the guys was fun and all but it was time to put the baby for nap time. I cradle her and walk to my room, switching on the light. It startled me how clean the place is, complete with black crib at the foot of my bed, a changing table plus a few gifts laid out. As well as big baskets of fruits and other necessities. Everything is rearranged.

My mouth gawked, "guys did you do this?" I shuffled around, palming the gifts.  "The staff did. We got you the baskets." Jin came in to take some blankets out of the crib so I could place Eunha.

I grabbed the baskets as fast as I could then left the room, leaving a slight space of the door and the frame apart. Just in case the baby cried.

The bottom of my feet throbbed after flopped on the couch. My jaw popped when I yawned for at least five seconds. I wanted to sleep at that moment.  "Is there lunch?" I asked yawning once more. 

Jin answered immediately,  "no but I can make something if you want."

"Noodles," I flop my head on Yoongi's  while he manspreaded but closed his leg's together to better accommodate me. He's my secondary safe spot after Taehyung. Namjoon wanted to be clingy too, lying in between my legs on his back. If anyone from the outside saw us there be some concerns, but honestly we're just...I don't even know. "When do you expect us to hear trumpets of apocalypse?"

I breathe in, not wanting to know myself. "All the time. After midnight, so I apologize in advance. It's gonna be terrible."

Namjoon reaches back to me, "Its okay, it happens, it happens."

"Especially now she's crying over everything and I don't get why."

"Babies." Yoongi's words were simple, Yet it felt like a whole life lesson.

Sleeping at my parents was great, but laying on my own bed was superior.  Felt like I'm flying. As if right on cue, Eunha woke me up at an hour than she usually would. I changed her diaper first then settled her down before quietly heading to the kitchen to make her bottle. From my room I could hear her whining so I picked up the pace.

For the next days, I only got a full hour of sleep or silence before Eunha's wails filled my room. I changed her, rocked her, talked to her but she just wouldn't stop crying. And when she would it wouldn't last longer than 10 minutes. I was already sitting on the edge of my bed waiting for her scream to erupt. Full on screaming.

Scream, scream. 

I shuffled back and forth around the living room with Eunha on my chest. Trying to soothe her. When she quiet down, I stayed still in complete fear of waking her. Jimin and Hoseok exited their rooms rubbing their eyes.  "Guys I'm sorry..." I tried to look anywhere but them or I'd start crying. 
"I think she's in pain. Her crying isn't her normal hunger cries."

"Let me have her."

"Ok," I whispered then placed her on Hobi's chest who quickly held her close. Eunha slowly made a sound to cry but what came out was a whimper, as it progressed to a cry. Hobi switched her position to a cradle so he could feel her tummy.  "It's so hard." He only put minimal pressure to it and Eunha literally cried louder. 

"I think the milk is the problem."

"At this point I hope it is, because I have no idea what could it be."

I feel like dying.

Though thankfully by the time the clock struck six, I rocked her gently after Jimin and Hoseok returned to bed. She finally stopped crying. Thank god today is her pediatric appointment. I only want to get back to focusing on music and our show Run BTS. We're so behind thanks to me.