Knock knock, Baby! || JJK

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I feel an uneasy feeling inside my chest when she says that. I gulp down, "Where's he right now?"

We start walking back inside and she takes me to the living room. Munhee lays down on top of a blanket Anna'd spread over the couch. His cheeks are reddish, and as I touch him, I realize that he's very hot. I take him into my arms. Taking a deep breath to calm down my nerves, I start making circular motions on his back to soothe him. I can feel his heart beating way too fast against my chest.

"I'm sorry," Anna bites her lips, hesitating for a second, "I think I have to get going, Y/n..." she says with a sorrowful expression.

"It's okay, don't worry." I give her a small smile, "Thanks for calling me."

She leaves the house and I'm left with the sick baby in my arms. Munhee is a little over 4 months now... isn't he too young to be sick already? I feel my phone buzzing, but I don't answer it since I think it must be Jungkook.

I go to my room with Munhee. Not sure of what to do, I open my phone on the Naver page and type "How to treat a baby's fever?" And find this:

1. Bathe your baby in lukewarm water.
2. Dress your baby in light, comfortable clothing.
3. Make sure your baby is getting enough fluids to prevent dehydration.

Okay. I can do that. It's not much complicated. I take the baby boy with me to the bathroom and get him ready for the bath. I start to fill the small bath we got not that long ago for him.

I bathed him carefully and calmly, worried about his rising body temperature. Wrapping him on the towel, I go back to my room. As soon as I enter my bedroom door, I hear the sound of the pin being set on our digital door-knock followed by the sound of it being opened.

Jungkook is back.

Deciding to ignore him, I sigh and I go to my room to dress Munhee.

Following the internet instructions, I dress Munhee with nothing but a onesie. After a while, he falls asleep and I decide to go to the kitchen and get him a bottle of water so that he can get enough fluids like Naver said.

When I turn on the lights I'm startled to see Jungkook thrown on our sofa. He's sitting with his head thrown back and looks pretty much wasted. The sudden light makes him frown as he lifts his head before he turns to look my way slowly. Upon seeing me his frown deepens, "Is the kid okay?"

I look away from him and go to the kitchen, "He has a high fever." I get to the cupboard and take his bottle out and start feeling it with filtered water, "I've been trying to bring it down, but he's just been restless."

He sighs. I steal a glance his way and see that he'd laid his head back down on the sofa. He doesn't say anything else so I assume he just fell asleep. I can't help but roll my eyes. I finished filling the bottle with water and walk back to the room. On my way back, I steal another glance at my roommate. I thought he'd fallen asleep but he hasn't. He just quietly stares at the ceiling. I close my eyes and shake my head when his voice makes me stop walking. 

"I've been thinking a lot lately." his voice is only a bit louder than a whisper, "We're still young, Y/n. And we already have the responsibility of another life on our backs. I feel like I have to let go of many things I didn't have to before. I can't help but feel a bit suffocated at times. Like I need a moment to just breathe and recharge."

My hands close around the bottle tightly. His words ring in my head and I feel a strange knot inside my chest. Maybe, I'm forcing something on Jungkook that he simply doesn't want, just because I think that's what's right. Just because I'm ideally willing to go through all the problems to raise Munhee, that doesn't Jungkook is as willing to. Perhaps he doesn't want to become a dad just now. Like this. At our age. In our situation...