Kookie's Maknae {J.Jk}

15

"You give her chloroform for the flight?"

Jimin poked Baek Eunha's cheek, making her head slouch forward. I sucked my lips in, "only medicine for her cold." Well at least she's alive. We just touched down at Newark after a 13 hour flight. That means my daughter slept for eight hours.

I picked her up, made sure her head laid between my shoulder neck. With my free hand I threw her blanket over her. I held her head still as we we're ushered to the van. The way I brought her along for the tour is probably mistake. The agency advised me to leave her with my family but that a huge NO. I could not leave my daughter at home when I'm overseas, especially for months.

Baek Eunha doesn't throw tantrums often and listens. Sure I don't doubt she'll throw one two tantrums but she's a toddler. The group knows how to deal with it fairly quick.

The real problem is

Keeping her away from the press or at least keep contact with anyone outside of BigHit minimal as possible. We got a cool suite so there's enough room to get things done. Thankfully Eunha woke up on her own and spared me a possible tantrum. I decided to give her a warm bubble bath. Her skin is flushed and she's shivering. As I scrubbed her hair, Eunha reached up to rub her temples.

The little whimpering sounds she made.

"Does it hurt?"

Her chin dips. She's really warm, a fever of 38°C since last I checked at the plane. It was way higher when we departed but thankfully it's gradually decreasing. I dried her to best of my ability then buttoned her favorite coverall. "You want your bunny hat?" I showed her the hat but Eunha had already put my big beanie on, way too big for her, it cover her eyes.

She has no intentions of taking it off.

"Okay, time for medicine." I bring her out the cough syrup along its oral syringe. Eunha spotted this then took off running out of bed, probably to hide. I go to the sink to then suck up a bit of medicine into the syringe.

"Oh Toodles..?.."

I walk out to the living space where the guys were apparently doing a live, but Jin and Jimin took it to their own room. I made predatory sounds effects, specifically Jaws. "Looking for someone?"

"Nooo," Eunha gave away her hiding spot nestled in between Namjoon and Yoongi. I snatched the blanket and throw it over my shoulder. "Quickly and it'll be over, its grape, you like grape." I pretend to drink it myself so she take it easily. The method works at random times but today there's no falling for it. Eunha shook her head and buried her face against Namjoon's lap.

"I don't want to betray my pal." He whines and throws his arms protectively over her. I sighed, "you want me to forcefully give you medicine too?"

"Really you gonna force me?"

"That's okay I'll betray her," Yoongi takes Eunha into his arms appearing to secure her. He reached into his pocket and revealed a packet of mentos. "You want one?" Her eyes widened at the candy Yoongi holds before her. "Ok but you have to open your mouth." He widens his own eyes at me, moving his head.

Oh I see.

I get closer to Eunha, raising the syringe so slowly she cant detect it while she focuses on the Mento. When her little mouth gaped wide and emptied the syringe. "Sike," Yoongi giggles after Eunha squirms at the flavor of the medicine. "I'm sorry my sweetest flower."

Her pout pisses me off because its guilt tripping. So I waved her off and she took it to heart, scrambling out of Yoongi's lap to run at Hobi who sits across on an armchair. "This little girl has more comfort than I wish we had before." He says, hugging her closely.

"If she gets mad at one of us, theres another one to go to. It reminds me of our debut days when we didn't know how to comfort each other."

The cheeky smile Hobi held absolutely gave me the happiness when I think there's none to be given. He's the living embodiment of hope.

I slump beside RM and Yoongi accompanied by a yawn. My leader and longtime crush glanced at me and opened his mouth but shut it closed.  "Ask," I say already knowing he wants to tell me something.  "Just brainstorming. If Baek Eunha's mother wanted to meet her, would you let that happen?" 

My eyebrow rised in pure amazement. Thoughts did not form fast enough as I answered him with a big fat NO. They could tell it came out of my soul.  "Understandable, yes, but she is Eunha's mother."

"The mother that left our baby on my front door for who knows how long. No explanation on why but telling me not to return her, yeah, watch me let my daughter get close."

"But what if had to leave her with you. Maybe she couldn't take care of Eunha, maybe she didn't have anyone. I mean you both were underage."

"Why are we discussing this?" I asked suspiciously at Namjoon who glared at Hobi.  "You know the emails people were sending to BigHit that they were claiming to be Eunha's mom? Well they received a call from a woman who insisted she's the mother."

"What was her name?"

"Joy Bartosz." Hobi answered.

Can you sign my blouse?

Of course! Is your name as pretty as your face?

Hahaha its Joy Bartosz...

My chest heaved to match the heaviness of my breathing.  "She wants to see her?" I asked speechless.  "More like talk to you, but also maybe catch a glimpse of her. We didn't want to tell you because...you love Eunha now."

"Now?"

Namjoon put his hand on my knee to keep me from somehow raising my voice.  "Jungkook, you know you weren't happy having Eunha. We're telling you now because you're stable."

"You guys knew about this before me. Unbelievable."

"You're the one that told BigHit to disregard any mention or claims of Eunha's mother."

I wiped my nose and stand up sharply, startling Namjoon and Yoongi. I stretched out my arms to Hobi so he could pass me Eunha, who just fell asleep on him.  "We're going to bed."

"Hope..!." Eunha awoke, frightened of the sudden change.  "Jungkook, we didn't mean any harm by hiding it. We wanted to keep you from falling apart." 

"Jeez thanks so much guys, I love you all equally."

Now Eunha is crying over my shoulder. Jimin, Jin and Taehyung exited their rooms at the sound of chaos.  "Is there a problem?" Jin asked. 

I gave them a look, before turning sharply to the my own quarters, throwing the door shut. I tucked my daughter in while she was still crying and just threw myself in bed too. I didn't expect my mood to plummet the way it did. I never behaved like that before and it feels horrible.

Maybe they meant no harm by keeping it from me but I couldn't stop thinking of how lonely I felt raising Eunha without her mother. I saw the judgement in their eyes when I told them she is mine. And even now I feel left out.

I'm too young to understand certain things but also too mature to continue behaving like I'm not responsible.

I will not let Eunha see the person who abandoned her.