After she had been drinking from me for about 20 minutes, the little one fell asleep, occasionally making sweet noises in her sleep, each time eliciting a collective sigh of relief. We were all captivated by so much cuteness.
"What do you think... who does she look like?" Jimin asked helplessly as he looked at her closely.
"Well, she could easily be yours, as small as her hands are." Taehyung joked, for which he immediately got Jimin's elbow in his side.
"Well, but hers are still growing, unlike his..." said Yoongi with a grin.
"No matter how long I stare at her... I only see Y/N in her, she just looks like her mother..." Hobi remarked and the others agreed.
"Doesn't it really matter who made her? She certainly won't be our last child, do you want to make a distinction as to who is descended from whom? Well, not me, for me she just belongs to all of us," Jungkook interjected and I beamed at him. Today he was simply my hero, I was so proud of him, how well he had handled it, Jimin too... without the two of them I would have lost my strength for sure and it would have been a much harder delivery. I also appreciated that the others were there, that I was allowed to break Jin's fingers and crush Tae's... The other three gave me strength too, even if they hadn't helped as much, none of them had pulled back, they all welcomed our little princess with me, looking at Yoongi and Hobi I could tell they almost keeled over, would have rather crawled away but then decided to be there anyway.
"You're right, she has all of us, for me she's the daughter of all of us, same blood or not, we have so much more in common." Namjoon confirmed and the others smiled in agreement.
"You're right, but I'm still curious." Jin admitted. I lay there for a few more hours with my daughter in my arms while the boys lounged around us, then a new day dawned and they slowly disappeared one by one to make breakfast. Jungkook took Sora and Jimin helped me into the shower, washed me and then helped me get dressed. I had wisely cut up several towels beforehand so that I was prepared for the postpartum bleeding. We ran warm water in the sink and I laid out the clothes I had sewn for Sora. In the last few weeks I had taken apart bed linen, pulled out the threads so that I had some to sew and made several pucks and romper bags for the little one, plus several shirts from the pilots' and Manager's luggage, which were probably a bit big, but I had never made children's clothes before and she would grow into them. I had made lots of cloth diapers from bedding and guest towels and the washcloths we had here would replace the baby wipes. I dreaded the thought of all the laundry we would have to do.
Jungkook came with Sora, who was now wide awake, and the three of us bathed her and then got her dressed. Jimin had to keep supporting me because my legs were shaking like a leaf, so Kookie also carried the baby and only gave it back to me when I was sitting down. After breakfast, my remaining energy was completely used up, the adrenaline in my body seemed to have evaporated and all I wanted to do was sleep. Jin helped me back to the bedroom, tucked me in.
"I'll bring Sora to you when she's hungry, get some sleep now, we'll look after her until then... ok?" I could only nod tiredly and then I had already fallen asleep.
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