Kookie's Maknae {J.Jk}

3

My head bobbed forward for the fifth time. I'm so tired. Filling out medical records is confusing when I can't understand what half of it is referring to. Taehyung next to me did my homework because as usual I procrastinate too hard. "When is this due again?" He bit the mechanical pencil, moving his lips as he proof read his own work.

"Today," I snorted. He slammed the note and textbook shut then shoved it in my backpack. "If its wrong, its on you."

"Thanks TaeTae." I finished filling out the paperwork for Eunha, leaving it to the nurse. With my foot I rocked her carseat gently as she slept. "Some nerve she got for sleeping in front of my face." My brows knit not knowing if I meant my words or not. I wanted to stomp on the end of the carseat and send her flying.

I brush the scary thought away with a mental slap. Easy Kookie, its not your baby's fault you were a stupid dumbass. At the same time the more I looked at Eunha's finally peaceful state I realized she's such a pretty newborn. Sure every parent says that but I need to do research on how I made such a beautiful thing. Taehyung and I's bodyguards stood with us trying to not intimidate the other parents here that are just trying to make sure their kids are not dying.

The nurse guided the three of us back into an exam room. There she undressed Eunha only leaving her in her diaper. She weighted at 3.17 kg and measures 50 cm, which is right on her growth schedule. A few minutes later the pediatrician came in flashing his white teeth.  "Good morning. How are you doing today?" He strolled to the medical table where he placed his laptop. 

"Physically I'm doing alright, mentally? That's another story."

"I can see it on your face. Totally expected from a new parent. Do not worry, it will get better." He scanned both Tae and I from head to toe. I bet a million Won that he thinks Tae and I are together. Though I made it clear that Eunha's mother is deadbeat. I had to because he can tell the baby is formula fed.  The pediatrician lays the baby on her back then places the stethoscope on her chest. 

"All right, Baek Eunha, let's see how you're doing."

He gently presses her tummy, triggering the pain, so she starts to cry. But more like she's bothered rather than hurting.  "You mentioned to the nurse that she is crying more than usual, correct?"

"Yes, all the time. Its a bad sound, it's alarming. She has rash on her tummy and the mouth." As I told him this he carefully examined said rash, after making sure her bellybutton looked okay. That umbilical cord stump fell off when Jin did me the grand favor of bathing her before dressing her for today.

It looks disgusting.  "Definitely purple crying is the phase little Baek is in. Crying for no reason will continue. When did that rash appear?" The pediatrician makes Eunha sit, but supported her neck from the front.

"When I started giving her the new formula." I reach into the baby bag to show him which one.  "Okay, so definitely formula isn't helping. Her stomach can't tolerate it, which explains the rashes."

"What am I supposed to feed her?"

"My son could not tolerate formula either. I got him evaporated milk, it is a great substitute for formula. Try that."

Taehyung was typing everything on his phone so I could focus on retaining the information audibly. Once the physical check up is complete it was time for her vaccination. I feared for this moment. The doctor could see how nervous I am. So he just shot me a comforting smile. "Ok, pretty girl, here we go." He rubbed alcohol swab on her little thigh and immediately administered the first vaccine.

Eunha's eyes were wide open, and as soon as the needle punctured, her face contorted. "Ouch," Tae grimaced. Her mouth is open but no sound comes out. The second shot gave her all the power to cry so gently but with such emotion I had to turn around to Taehyung. I covered my ears, wanting to stop the torture. The bizarre sound echoes in my head with no escape.

I wanted to sucker punch the doctor.

Why am I so angry all of a sudden?

"Jungkook." Taehyung pulls my hands down from my head.  "All done, bunny, all done." The doctor placed three cartoonish bandaids along Eunha's thigh. Two on the left, one on the right. I couldn't bare to let her writhing on the table all red. My fatherly instincts kicked in, so I scooped her against my chest, nuzzling her head on the crook of my neck.  "Come to appa, tell me what they did to you." I cooed gently. 

I rubbed her bare back in circles, rocking myself instead of her. Seconds later Eunha quiet down, only making tiny sounds. I'm shocked of the way I handled this, it was automatic.  "Look how much you comforted her." Taehyung died in the cuteness of our moment, even snapped a picture.

We have episode four to film today in a pool. I tied my red swimming trunks then began to slap the tile with my foot obnoxiously as I pranced around. I saw Hobi holding Eunha next to the crew so I wet my thumb then pranced over ceremoniously. I swiped my thumb on my baby's forehead, then Hobi held her up, singing Lion King's Circle of Life. The rest of the guys all kneeled before Hobi.

"All of you are nuts," That one young female staff member came up. I feel bad that I always forget her name. She is the same woman that held Eunha first upon arriving at the dorm.

She took Eunha out of Hobi's arms since we had to get ready for filming.

I dove into the water, swimming up to the mat then picked up the chopsticks. The Jenga blocks were easy enough to do so I took two of em out just for fun.  "Now you're just showing off." Jimin yelled out at me as I swam over to them.  "I'm too fabulous Jiminie." I take his hand, pushing him in with me. I splashed him and he splashed back, soon enough the guys all jumped in to splash each other.

"Jungkook, Eunha is watching." Jin points to the staff member holding my baby facing forward. Her almond eyes focused on me, a sly grin on her small face. The woman smiled harder than I've ever seen anyone smile just because Eunha is.

Jimin nudged my side, "wave."

I wave at Eunha with both hands as I would to ARMY. A toothless smile came over quick with an adorable giggle. "AWEE," I splash the water over myself to amuse her more. Though the crew is getting a kick of it instead of the baby. They're dying of cuteness.

All fun times come to an end.

In the middle of the day I couldn't take it anymore. I could burn a hole on the floor of how hard I'm walking back and forth. Of all events I skipped to stay with Eunha or had someone to watch her, a fan meet is one I DID NOT wanna miss. My reliable wardrobe stylist who yet again I forgot the name of couldn't even look after her. She's too busy at the fan meet prettying up the rest of the guys.

I'm stuck here at BigHit with Eunha's terrible wailing. I can't put her down or she'll cry, if I give her milk she'll cry, If I hold her she'll cry a little less but still whine. I haven't sat down in hours because she gets upset if I sit down.

I can't do anything!

And my fury of missing out the fan meet, time with the guys and the fans, is driving me over the edge.

I need someone to come back asap.