The soft tune of Baby Shark played in the silent room, the only sound breaking the peaceful night.
The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a warm glow, highlighting the two figures seated on the large bed-Jungkook and his baby , the mother and son duo, completely lost in their own little world.
Jungkook bobbed his head side to side, humming along with the song, his eyes closed as he fully vibed to the cheerful melody. He was clad in his favorite bunny-printed pajamas, his soft brown hair slightly messy from a long day .
The baby sitting beside him looked like a little angel wrapped in warmth. Dressed in a soft white knitted sweater with delicate patterns, matching pajamas and a tiny beanie that snugly covered his little head, he was the definition of pure innocence.
His chubby cheeks were rosy, his tiny hands curled into soft fists...and his big, curious brown eyes twinkled like tiny stars as he gazed at his mumma.
The little one blinked in fascination, his button nose scrunching slightly.
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The little one blinked his wide eyes before attempting to copy Jungkook's movements, swaying his tiny head from side to side with his eyes shut.
The sight was heart-melting-pure and innocent, yet there was no one else to witness this moment.
It was already past 11 at night. Everyone had retired to their rooms, exhausted after returning from the mall. Jimin and Jungkook had been busy in the kitchen while Taehyung and Yoongi resumed watching the football match they had abandoned earlier.
But now, the house was silent, except for the lull of the soft music and Jungkook's occasional hums.
Jungkook sighed as he thought about his husband. Taehyung had left after dinner, saying he had an important task.
But what made Jungkook uneasy was the fact that Taehyung didn't explain what it was. He trusted Taehyung, yet a part of him couldn't stop worrying.
That's why he was still awake.
And the baby, sensing his mumma was restless, refused to sleep too.
Jungkook's mind wandered back to the incident at the mall-Taehyung's furious eyes when those men dared to touch him, the way he had declared Jungkook as his in front of everyone, the way he had shielded him with his own body, protecting him.
Just remembering it sent a wave of warmth through Jungkook's heart.
The butterflies in his stomach fluttered wildly.
Was he reading too much into things?
Was this possessiveness a sign that Taehyung liked him too?
The thought alone made Jungkook giddy.
A shy smile formed on his lips
Maybe... just maybe, their arranged marriage would turn into a love marriage.
