Jennie POV
"She hates me" Jimin whines and I laugh
"She doesn't hate you"
He's been sitting with his hand on my belly for about 20 minutes waiting for a kick that hasn't come. The first thing everyone did when they got home today was ask to feel the baby kick, which she did for all of them except Jimin
"She just needs motivation" I tell him "Talk to her"
"Um...what do I say?"
I shrug "Whatever you want"
"Okay...um hey there little sea monkey. I'm your uncle and I'm almost 70 years older than you. Oh well. You'll learn really quickly that age doesn't matter in this family. We're all really old even your daddy, who's the oldest of all-he's like a national monument at this point. Your mommy is the baby of our family, well until you get here. I know you're just a fetus thing floating around in there, but I would really like if you would kick for me. You see, you kicked for everyone else and now I'm the lonely man out. So could you just kick or punch or head butt...anything so I can feel you?"
"Ooo" I call out and grab his hand moving it over where she's kicking
When he feels her against his hand, a beautiful dimpled smile breaks out on his face
"Wow" He whispers
I just smile in reply. There's nothing quite like the wonder on someone's face when they feel a baby kick for the first time
"Oh my gosh!" He laughs "She's kicking so much"
"She's excited to meet you"
He grins "Does it hurt? Being kicked from the inside?"
"It doesn't really hurt unless she gets into my ribs or hits one of my organs. Right now it doesn't hurt at all, just feels like a thump from the inside. Like this" I flick his forearm and he laughs
"I barely felt that"
"You stinking vampires and your strong skin. I guess I would need a hammer for you to even feel it"
"Probably" He laughs
"Okay I think you've had enough time with my girls" Taehyung growls playfully as he walks into the room
"Well you're always hogging them" Jimin whines
"That's because they're mine"
"Whatever, man. I've got my own" Jimin laughs and leans down to kiss my cheek "Thank you" His face is serious and I know he means it
"You're welcome. You'll have to talk to your niece again sometime, I think she likes you"
His smile lights up his face before he runs off yelling for his "Rosie"
Taehyung sits on the couch and I gladly climb into his lap
"Where are the girls?" He asks me
"Lisa is checking our outfits, along with Rose, to make sure they'll show up well on camera, and Jisoo is walking Kuku"
"Shouldn't we get started soon? These photos could take all day"
"It's only 8 in the morning. My hair has to set in these rollers for awhile before they can be taken out. It will be fine" I kiss him softly and he relaxes under me
"I'm just excited" He whispers against my lips
"Me too"
I kiss him again and smile when he tries to bury his hand in my hair only to clank against the plastic rollers
"Alright love birds" Lisa calls as she comes down the stairs "I need to get Jennie ready, and Taehyung, Rose is going to help you. Come on, we've got a schedule to keep"
"What do I need help with?" Taehyung asks surprised
"Just a little help with the hair. Otherwise, we've been instructed to keep you just the way you are" Rose says throwing a wink my way
When we talked about Taehyung's look for these photos, the girls suggested putting make-up on him so he would look more human. I don't want that; I want him just the way he is. I only asked that they would do a little something with his hair. He has a habit of slicking it down and combing it over to make himself look older when we're around others, but I just want him young and natural
Taehyung grumbles as he slowly climbs up the stairs and I giggle at him. Lisa leads me up to her room to get ready, and immediately starts taking the rollers out of my hair. It bounces in soft waves and she sprits it with just a little hairspray. I want to keep my makeup light and natural, so after a little mascara, lip gloss, and concealer, I'm ready
"We're going to start with your most formal look and take off clothes from there" Lisa winks at me and I blush
Jisoo comes in just in time to help me get dressed. The material slides down my body like butter, and Lisa starts yanking it into place
