Our Baby Girl, Bangtan's Little

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Abigail looked around while squeezing her thighs together; what could she do to take her mind off of having to pee? She saw a puzzle on the shelf, "can we do that?" She asked as she pointed toward it. She loved puzzles, and one of the guys that bought her was so lovely. Mr. Han, all he wanted her to do was cook for him, and at night, they'd do puzzles. He never touched her in any way. Abigail was sad when her father's debt was paid, and she had to leave him.

"Do you like puzzles?"

She turned around, "I do; I like puzzles."

Jimin was watching their interactions on the monitors, so she liked puzzles. That's an easy fix, within 10 minutes he had over 100 puzzles ordered that would be delivered that night. Looks like this might be easier than they thought to win her over. If only she'd stop fighting, she'd realized how much she needed this. A place to escape to and have the childhood she never got with her deadbeat father. He's going to kill him for what that bastard put her through; he's just waiting to make sure that she's okay with it before he does.

Jungkook reached up and grabbed the puzzle, which he carried to the table in the center of the room. Abigail scurried after him, practically bouncing in her seat, waiting for him to dump the pieces out. Apparently, he was taking too long because she snatched the box from him and ripped the lid off. Next, all the pieces were scattered on the table.

She completely ignored him as she set about sorting the pieces. She flipped all of them over so she could see the picture on them. They were sorted by color, except the edge pieces; those went into their little pile. It wasn't a massive puzzle, just a 200-piece one, but it didn't seem like she cared. She seemed genuinely happy right then.

He thought she was squirming from excitement, but looking at her closer, he could see she was uncomfortable. He didn't think it was him. He was helping her sort her pieces, and she'd always whisper thank you whenever he'd put a piece into the growing puzzle. There was some sweat on her brow, and she was practically chewing her lip off. "Baby girl, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Daddy."

Jungkook narrowed his eyes. She was being too cooperative, which made him suspicious. "Are you hungry?" She shook her head no. "Are you thirsty?" Her head shook even faster. Then what's wrong with her? Then it dawned on him: She needed to pee. "Baby girl, can you do Daddy a favor?"

Her eyes snapped to his; they were wide and slightly panicked. "Um, maybe..."

"I need you to go potty so I can change you." Her head whipped back and forth so fast that Jungkook seriously thought she was going to hurt herself. He sighed; it was time for drastic measures. He walked to her seat and caged her in it; then, he tickled her mercilessly until he saw the relief on her face. "Did you finish, baby girl?"

"Yes, Daddy, I did," she grumbled without looking at him.

He leaned forward and kissed her forehead while petting her hair, "You are such a good baby girl for us." He cooed. Then he lifted her and carried her over to the changing table. He made quick work of it and got her changed. She was full-blown, pouting with her arms crossed over her chest. 

He kissed her on her nose to see it scrunch up a bit. "Do you want to do more of your puzzle, or are you hungry?" Her stomach growled loudly and he chuckled, "dinner it is". She was whining. He knew she wanted to stay and do her puzzle, "I promise you can come back after dinner and play with your puzzle."

He carried her downstairs, and Hobi already had her dinner ready. Jungkook placed her in her highchair, and Hobi fed her whatever he made. "Baby girl, if you eat all of your dinner and the bottle Joon gives you, then you can have some ice cream."

Abigail sat up straighter; she loved ice cream. "I can do that, Daddy." She smiled at him so big; these dudes were so freaking easy. All she had to do was be somewhat cooperative and call them Daddy. She wouldn't care about the situation if it weren't for the bottles and the diapers.

He pinched her cheeks, "You are the perfect baby girl. Now eat up." He was cooing at her, and it took everything in her not to roll her eyes. Abigail ate the disgusting brown-looking slop, and then he wiped her face and carried her to Joon for the bottle they insisted on her drinking.

She glared at the bottle and started whining, "I hate milk; please don't make me drink that."

"It's Ensure, baby girl, not milk. We need to ensure you are getting all the vitamins you need, and since you refuse to drink milk, this is what you get." She pouted but nodded her head, he got her situated and she drank the bottle. He sat her up and patted her back; she had to burp this time. Weird. When she did, she could tell he was smiling, "such a good baby girl. Do you want to take your bath before or after you play?"

Abigail bit her lip. She'd rather get the bath over with so she could just do the puzzle. If she starts on the puzzle and they make her stop to take a bath, then she'll just get annoyed with them. "Before, please."

Yoongi walked into the room, picked Abigail up, and carried her to the same bathroom as last time. He carefully washed and wrapped her in a bright pink unicorn hooded towel. He dried her off and put lotion on all over her, then changed her into pjs, and he brushed her hair out and dried it with the towel. "Okay, baby girl, you can play with your puzzle until bedtime in an hour."

Hobi walked in and set a small bowl of ice cream in front of her, and she couldn't wait to dig in.