The Nanny Diaries | MYG

the i-had-no-choice nanny

summary: it's your first day at your new job, and you're nervous about leaving your one-year-old daughter with your housemate, but he assures you, you have nothing to worry about.

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You never expected to be moving in with Min Yoongi, but you had no other choice. The two of you have been neighbors for the last five years. He'd seen you go through it all: from meeting the guy who was bad news to watching him move in, knock you up and then leave. He warned you plenty of times, but like the stubborn woman you are, you didn't listen.

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"Yoongi, are you sure you can watch her today? I can call out of work if you can't," you asked, trying to catch Ara, who kept running away from your grasp. Her newfound discovery of walking kept you busy, along with you trying to ensure she didn't break any of Yoongi's expensive music equipment.

Yoongi's lips thinned into a straight line. He didn't want to be a jerk and say no. He knew how difficult it was to ask for help, let alone trust someone to watch Ara. He understood that you'd do anything to protect her. So, he wanted to ease the burden in any way he could.

"You can't call out of work. It's your first day."

"I know–but I'm sure my boss would understand."

He picked Ara up, setting her on his hip, his arm tightly holding her. He looked at the chunky monkey, "We're gonna have so much fun, aren't we?" This was a way to convince himself. He didn't have much interaction with children besides when he was one. Today would be very interesting, he thought.

Ara shrieked at the top of her lungs, squirming to escape Yoongi's grasp. The two of you blinked and made a face at the noisy baby. You knitted your brows, unconvinced that Yoongi really had it under control. You pulled out your phone, ready to dial your boss' number. "I'm–just gonna call out."

Yoongi walked to you, pushing the phone away. "If I have any questions, I promise I'll call you, okay? You have nothing to worry about. I got this," he encouraged while Ara continued to wobble on her two little feet, shrieking as she ran around him. "See–she's excited."

You had to let go at one time or another. You couldn't be jobless forever. You needed a way to provide for your little Ara, and Yoongi had already given so much to the two of you. So, the least you could do was make money and get out of his hair. "Okay," you sighed, stuffing your phone back into your pocket. "If you need anything, anything. I'm only a phone call away."

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"Okay, baby girl–please be good for Uncle Yoongi. I'll be back later. I love you."

Yoongi practically had to kick you out of the apartment, but finally, you were out of the door and on your way to work.

"Ara, we have to run some errands today. It's time to pick out your outfit," Yoongi grabbed two shirts - one pink with flowers and the other purple with stars and set them on the table in front of him and Ara. She tilted her head, hands pounding the table, staring at the options before her little chubby hands grabbed the purple star shirt, babbling away. "Good choice. Now onto your pants."

He laid out black leggings and soft blue jeans. "What do you think, Ara? I personally like the black leggings, but it's your outfit, not mine." She began to squirm while in his lap, taking blue jeans along with her. "Blue jeans it is."

After getting Ara dressed, it was now Yoongi's turn. Like earlier, he laid out two options on his bed, and like clockwork, Ara came wobbling and babbling away into Yoongi's room. He picked her up, setting her on the bed. "Which one do you like?" he asked, pointing to one option, then the other.