Our Baby Girl, Bangtan's Little

5

Abigail was having trouble staying awake. She was bored out of her mind; adults weren't meant to survive on baby food. She had no energy to fight with them and was sure they were doing that purposefully.

Jimin walked into the living room after she fell asleep, "she finally used her diaper?"

Joon looked up and nodded his head, "Yeah, I had to push on her bladder, though. She's still not willing."

"It hasn't even been 24 hours. If she was fully cooperating, I'd be shocked. Don't let her sleep too long. After dinner, get her to drink a bottle of Ensure."

"Will do," Joon said as he watched Jimin walk off. Then he turned to look at Abigail. She was a cute little thing with her caramel skin, dark hair, and even darker eyes. She looked adorable in the dresses they had bought for her, and he knew how much fun she'd have when she stopped fighting it and slipped entirely. She will be a feisty brat, and they couldn't wait.

"Baby girl, Daddy needs you to wake up."

She groaned and then rolled over to bury herself further under the blanket. She's exhausted and hungry. "If you wake up, you can have a snack."

That perked her up; she sat up and smiled, "A real snack?"

"Hobi made some yogurt melts with fruit in them. You can have that and a bottle of whatever you want to drink."

"Promise?"

"If you are good, then yes." He smiled at her, and his dimples were so freaking cute.

Idiot, you better be a man of your word. "Okay, Daddy, can I have a snack, please?"

His smile got bigger. He reached down to pick her up. "You are such a good baby girl." He carried her into the kitchen and placed her in the high chair. A bowl of small little blobs was placed in front of her. Welp, these must be the yogurt and fruit melts he was talking about. "What do you want to drink?"

Abigail popped a melt into her mouth, which felt great for her throat. "A sex on the beach, please. I've always wanted to try one."

His steps faltered, and he spun around to glare at Abigail, "Baby girl..."

"Nuh-uh, you promised Daddy." His teeth were clenched, and she heard loud laughter from the speaker on the ceiling.

"She's got you there, Joon. Give her what she wants. Oh, and baby girl, now that we know you are a full-on brat, you won't be able to pull this off again."

She scoffed that's what they think. But whatever, "Okay, Daddy." Abigail said to the speaker and went back to eating.

Once she was done, Joon held her bottle. "Have you drank before?" She nodded her head yes; he cocked his head to the side like he was confused. "When?"

"Sometimes the men that bought me had to get me wasted for me to do whatever they wanted. But it was always gross stuff like whiskey or tequila."

Joon frowned, big time. "Okay, let's get comfy on the couch, and then JK will play with you until dinner."

Abigail was back in Joon's lap, and he was holding her back so she could drink her bottle. Wow, this was delicious and way better than those nasty shots she had been given. She drank it quickly, and because there wasn't much in her stomach, it hit her hard.

Jungkook walked in and picked Abigail off Joon's lap, "don't forget to burp her." Jungkook nodded his head and was off. He carried her into a massive playroom, like if she were a child, this would be the damn dream right there. He bounced her up and down while patting her back to get her to burp. Abigail hiccuped several times but had no burps.

"I don't need to burp," she whispered.

He sighed, "If you don't burp, I have to give you another bottle until you do."

She giggled and tried—she really did. Her face was scrunched up, but nothing came out. "I can't, I'm sorry."

Before Abigail could process what was happening, Jin walked in with a bottle full of water and handed it to Jungkook. He sat down in the armchair, got her in his lap, and placed the bottle in her mouth. Jesus, at this rate, there's no way she'll be able to hold in her pee until tomorrow.

Jungkook had a hard time getting her to drink. She was giggling and wiggling all over the place. "Baby girl, if you don't drink this bottle, I will spank you."

In the back of her head, she knew it was a bad idea to test him, but the alcohol was making her dumb, and she didn't want to pee in the damn diaper. So, she kept up the avoidance game. Jungkook flipped her around on his lap, pushing her dress up. His large palm ran over her diaper-covered ass, and then, bam, he smacked her hard.

He only gave her five spankings, but it was enough for Abigail to do as he said. Jungkook got her situated back in his lap, and the smirk on his face was so smug. She rolled her eyes and opened her mouth. She drank the entire bottle, and he tried burping her again. But she still couldn't burp, no matter how many times he patted her up and down her back.

"Daddy," Abigail whined.

"What baby girl?"

She pulled back and pouted, "I can't burp; I don't need to."

He sighed, "one more bottle then, if you can't burp after that then we'll give up." Why was it so freaking essential for her to burp? She didn't understand it at all. Jin walked in with another bottle, so Jimin was always watching. Like, does that dude sleep at all?

Abigail was again placed in his lap so she could be fed her bottle, and there was no fighting this time. She didn't want to be spanked again; that freaking hurt and she was pretty sure if she didn't have a diaper on, it would have been worse. She drank the entire bottle and she was no longer drunk, they had hydrated her enough to ensure that. But now she had to pee something fierce.

"Come on, baby girl. It's time to play. Do you want to color, dance, or play with toys?"