Our Baby Girl, Bangtan's Little

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"What are you doing down there, baby?" She huffed and turned around to give him her back, but that put her facing the other two, so she huffed again and turned the other way. "Baby, look at Daddy." She said no. "Baby, I will take your binky away." She did something Jin did not expect. She grabbed her binky and tossed it across the kitchen, then stuck her tongue out at him and continued ignoring him.

"ABI," Jimin yelled from the speakers. She looked up and squeaked before she took off running. "ABI, stop running in the house."

That didn't stop her at all. Soon, all seven of them were looking for her. It had been about 30 minutes, and she was nowhere to be found. They were gathered in Jimin's office, scanning the monitors and looking for her. "She has to be in a bedroom; those are the only areas without cameras."

Jimin was beyond frustrated; he looked at Hobi, "Why did you make her slip?"

"She asked me to. She was hiding in a room, crying her eyes out. She was upset that we were ignoring her because she was Abigail. She begged me to help her slip. I told her that I would after I took her to lunch if she still wanted it.

"That's why you took her out?"

Hobi looked over at Tae, "Yes, and you almost ruined it, asshat."

Tae looked down at the ground, ashamed, "I'm sorry."

Jimin was getting frustrated, "deal with that shit later; we need to find her."

Jin perked up and looked at Jimin, "Hey, tell her that you are going to play a game, and if she doesn't come out, she can't play with you. She was so mad yesterday that you played without her; I doubt she'll stay hidden long."

"That's a good idea," Jimin walked over to the microphone and switched it on,

"Abi," he said softly, "Daddy wants to play a game but can't find his baby girl. I guess she doesn't want to play with him. That makes Daddy sad."

All of their eyes were on the monitors, waiting with bated breath. "There," Jungkook yelled. They all looked at the screen, and they saw her little head peek out of a door to a room they didn't use.

"Got ya," Jimin whispered.

"That's where she was hiding earlier. Why didn't I think to look there?"

Jimin clapped Hobi's shoulder, "don't worry about it, we have her now." She was tip-toeing down the hallway towards the stairs, "I'm going to spank her so hard."

"Don't, Jimin. She was mad that I wasn't paying attention to her and didn't make her bottle. I was just shocked that she slipped again so soon. I wasn't expecting that, and it sort of threw me off."

"It's not your fault, Jin; she's just a brat." Yoongi snorted and looked at Jimin, "Just like we like them. Come on, let's go show our baby girl just what we do with brats."

The two of them waited for her at the bottom of the stairs. When she saw them, she grinned and tried to jump into Jimin's arms: "Nope, baby, you are in trouble."

She shrugged her shoulder and then tried to get into Yoongi's arms. "Nope, this Daddy is mad at you as well."

"You were mean to Daddy Jin. He was going to make you a bottle, but you threw a fit and hid from us. You had us worried."

She started crying, but they knew just how fake her tears could be when she wanted something. Jimin looked at her and rolled his eyes, "So you are going to go to time out. You are going to sit there while me and your other Daddies play a game without you. If you are a good girl and you sit in time out for 10 minutes, then you can have your pink milk. Do you understand?"

"Daddy, no, don't play without Abi."

"But we are. Now go to timeout." She stomped her foot and stormed over to the corner. "I hate you, Daddy," she yelled.

"Well, I love you, so face the corner." She huffed and crossed her arms, but she did as Jimin asked. Yoongi grabbed Candy Land. It was not that they wanted to play it without her; they were grown men, but he knew that would be the best punishment for her right now. All seven gathered around the coffee table and acted like this was the most fun they'd ever had. They were cheering like they were watching their favorite sports teams win a game. She was crying, and it sounded like it was real this time.

Jimin motioned for them to keep playing and walked over to her. She kept whispering to herself, "Daddies don't like Abi or Abigail, but Abi and Abigail love Daddies."

His eyes went wide. She loves them? Well, that was a new development. "Baby, can you turn around and look at me?"

Jimin was sitting down on the ground behind her. "No, you don't want us. Go play, Daddy."

He sighed. She was susceptible to everything around her, and they were going to have to work harder to reassure her how much they did, in fact, actually care. He grabbed her gently and pulled her into his lap, brushing her hair back and wiping tears away. "Baby, I love you, both of you. But you can't throw tantrums and then hide from me. Do you know how scared I was when I couldn't find you?"

"You missed me?"

Jimin couldn't help but chuckle, "I miss you whenever you aren't with me. Now I want you to say sorry to Daddy Jin for your tantrum and then apologize to the other Daddies as well because they had to look for you, too."

She wrapped her arms around Jimin's neck and kissed his cheek, "I'm sorry, Daddy." Then she got up and sat down in Jin's lap, her arms wrapped around his waist and her head pressed against his chest. "I'm sorry I was bad, Daddy."

"You weren't bad; you were just a bit naughty. Next time you want something, make sure to get my attention. I promise not to ignore you again."

"Otay," she mumbled before she kissed his cheek.

Then she went to the other five and did the same; she hugged them, kissed their cheeks, and told them she was sorry.