SHORT SKIRTS | 18+ | Jungkook

Epilogue | Perfectly Complete

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21st September, 2027

7:20 p.m.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

"Just one more bite, apple." I run behind Miran with a food bowl in my hands while she giggles, her adorable voice echoes through the house. Oh, that's right. Apple is her nick name.

It's been two years Y/N gave birth to Miran and life felt complete at that moment. Even now, I can't forget the feeling of holding my little baby girl in my arms.

She was so small, maybe just slightly bigger than an ideal pineapple. Pink hands and feet, she had brown eyes like her mother, but her lips resemble mine. Uneven with the lower one slightly plumper than the thin upper one. Her chubby cheeks, and delicate physique, the way she talks now, all like her mother. She's a little naughty too. 

One day, she made a good mess in the kitchen to find the sour candy that we refused to give her. She dug up all the cabinets to find it. She wants it, she gets it. That's the reason we learnt a lesson and renovated the kitchen, but this time, we made sure all the cabinets are high from her reach.

"Gotcha! You're such trouble like your mother, huh." I finally catch her and pull her into my arms and make her support on my hips. 

"But... Apple wants to play!" The way she pouts sends tingles to my heart and I love that feeling. 

"Play with who?" I scoop some of the fried rice into the spoon before gently pushing it into her mouth. She takes it without being a brat this time.

"With Bubble." Bubble was her bunny plush we bought her last year and she loves him so much. She talks and plays with him like he's an actual person.

"Well, if you be a good girl and finish your food quickly, you can go play with Bubble. Alright?" I talk while I look into her eyes and also add a bit of baby accent into my words. 

"Aye Aye, Captain!" My eyes go wide for a second as I realize she said the same thing as what Y/N said that night, years ago on our date.

I smile but continue feeding her, waiting for Y/N come home.

10 minutes later...

The door bell rings and Miran imitates the 'ding dong' phrase I said to her a few days ago. She keeps doing that every time someone rings a bell.

Knowing who would be at the door, I make quick steps towards the entrance and open it. "Surprise!" 

As soon as I saw the box in Y/N's hands, I shush her by smashing my lips into hers, hiding the pizza between us. It's not like we don't let Miran have junk at all. But not so fast. Maybe for another 2 years at least, we're trying to keep her away from outside food. These are the years she will be developing a healthy immune system, so we're not going to disturb it. 

Miran eats very well without objecting the kind of food. Be it veggies or anything spicy, or anything that doesn't look good but it's healthy, she doesn't complain whatsoever. So keeping her away from takeaway food for a few years shouldn't be a problem or a tough task. 

After a short kissing session, I pull away and a smile creeps onto both of our lips when our eyes meet. She looks exhausted and I feel sad for her. She's still got 2 more years to finish her masters and become a Gynecologist. I'm proud of my girl, she made it this far.

"Thank you so much, love. I've really been craving for some pizza." She nods while she grins and mutters an 'I know' before I give her way to step into the house.