singing to the baby, reading to the baby, and attempting to bribe the baby didn't seem to work. nothing that you can think to do will work, because your baby is determined on keeping her eyes wide open for the foreseeable future.
on top of the fact that eunyeong won't close her eyes, she refuses to stop crying as well.
you're standing in the corner of the room, holding eunyeong in your arms, when he walks in the room with the utmost confidence.
"she won't stop crying, seokmin. i have tried everything, but she just won't stop crying." you say, blowing lose strands of hair out of your face.
you keep trying to get eunyeong to calm down, but she's thrashing about in your arms.
"that's because she knows that you're not me, (y/n)." seokmin, your husband, jokingly says.
you hit his arm playfully, but make sure there's some power behind it. he smiles that big smile that he only saves for the happiest of times and you can feel his happiness. honestly, he's glowing.
he holds his hands out in front of him, then nods a small nod. you transfer eunyeong to his arms and she immediately calms down. your mouth drops open, forming a perfect o shape.
"see, i told you." seokmin teases you.
he looks at his daughter with such adoration and affection, and you can tell that she picks up on that.
where you were stressed and worried about missing work in the morning, seokmin was unbelievably calm.
eunyeong quiets down, leaning her head against seokmin's chest. he takes the chance, then, to start singing her a lullaby.
"twinkle, twinkle, little star. how i wonder what you are." seokmin begins, swaying side to side to replicate the same motion that eunyeong's crib would.
by the time he's done singing the song, eunyeong's eyes are closed. she's dozed off against his chest.
seokmin softly places her in her crib, then he turns to look at you. his eyes are wide with excitement. he smiles brightly at you.
that smile. that freaking gorgeous, blindingly-beautiful, smile.
you pull him into a hug that's so sincere that you're sure he can feel it to. your arms stay wrapped around his neck, while his snake around your waist. "i love you so much, seokmin. i don't even think i can describe how much i love you."
"i love you more." seokmin says against your neck.
"no, you don't." you say against his chest.
he pulls away from you, but only because he wants to look at you. he lifts your face, using only his thumb to do so.
"yeah, i do. you know i do." seokmin says, just before kissing you so softly that you can barely believe that he's kissing you at all.
he's always right.
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