Stepbrother's Obsession || Park Jimin FF

XXVI. Baby Daddy

"Thank you." Jimin took the bottle filled of milk from the older female who just joined them very recently in terms of helping the couple with the household chores and their two weeks old baby.

"Jimin, he already had his milk earlier." Y/n protests, snatching the bottle from his hand as he was about to feed his son for the fifth time of the day. "He's supposed to be fed at eight o'clock."

He was offended, taking his son in his arms, overprotective of his mother.

"Hey, he's hungry. Look, he's been crying for five minutes now."

Y/n scoffs tiredly. It's been two weeks she hasn't had enough rest. All she and Jimin do all day and night is to focus on Jaemin and understand his changes of behaviors, giving him the things he might want when crying or simple trying to make him sleep.

It was just tiring for them but for their son, it's still enjoyable as they get to spend so much time with him even after all the sleepless nights and naps that were cut off.

"He's gonna be bloated. Let his milk be. Maybe he just wants to play." She scoots closer to the father and son, taking the baby's cheek in her hand and caressing it ever-so-gentle.

The past days, Jimin has love seeing Y/n's affectionate side for their little one. And to Y/n she love seeing Jimin eager to make time with Jaemin and give him all his bests.

"How can he look exactly just like you? It's not fair. But I love it." Her eyes take a quick glance at Jimin's.

He didn't let the time pass before slowly and carefully leaning in on her, scared to hurt his son in any way, before kissing her slowly.

Y/n's hand were dancing on his shoulders, after what felt like minutes, she tried pushing him off of her but he won't budge.

Her eyes opens, slightly annoyed of the man but to her surprise, their son in his arms has his gaze on them, smiling cutely.

Y/n pushed Jimin off immediately but very careful not to hurt both of his boys.

"Oh my God, look at Jaemin, he's smiling!" She almost tear up, staring at their son beaming in satisfaction.

"Oh yeah, he probably liked what he just saw." Jimin smirks, proud that he finally stopped crying and just made a way for him to take his chance on his child's mother. "Karla?" He calls loud but not loud enough to refrain from scaring the human in his arms.

"Sir?" The old lady shows up with a smile, looking at their small but lovely family of three.

"Can you please take Jaemin with you in the living room and play with him?" He asks with the politest smile ever.

"Yes, sir. Was he crying?" She asks, slowly lifting him off of his arms.

"Yeah. Earlier before I and his mother did something that he probably liked so much that he stopped wheezing." Y/n nearly choked him, slapping the back of his neck.

The woman smiles at them before respectfully taking her leave.

"What the hell are you tr-"

Jimin cut her off by his pair of lips, sucking on her lower lip as he uses a hand to grab her chin gently for support.

Y/n didn't protest. She instead, let him, her hands encircling his neck until he's hovering above her, snacking his hands inside her almost see through white shirt, his thumbs searching for the soft skin on her breasts, running his fingers on them to help them harden.

Playing with Y/n's sensitivity made her feel good. She's been craving for him. They've been craving for each other but due to her pregnancy, they're unable to do anything sexual other than kiss and make out every now and then.