Forbidden Kisses on a Harley| JJK

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"are you alright, baby?" jungkook asked as he felt delilah toss and turn in her sleep.

delilah only nod her head and turned her back to him, facing the other side of the bedroom. jungkook frowned and shuffled closer, softly kissing her shoulder.

"did i upset you, my love?" he asked, his tone laced with nothing but fear and concern.

delilah shakes her head and turned her body, resting on her back gazing at her husband.
"whats the matter, sweetheart? talk to hubby." he place his fingers in her hair, caressing her scalp.

"can you be honest with me? just be blunt with me." she sighs and play with her fingers.

"anything, my love. tell me." he softly pleaded.

"ever since i gave birth to sanie, have you noticed any difference in me?" delilah nervously queried.

jungkook stared at his wife for a moment before saying, "well you're barely sleeping and you're not eating so well, angel"

"you've been distant...with sanie."

delilah sighs and hide her face in her husband's bare chest who instinctively wrapped his arm around her body.

"you know its normal, hm?" he whispered whilst pressing a soft kiss on her forehead.

"i feel like a bad mother. its like i'm having difficulty bonding with him and i am always tired but i can't seem to get any rest."
delilah said.

just as jungkook was about to speak, the baby monitor emitted a loud cry.

delilah's eyes widened in panic as she threw off the covers and rushed to the nursery, jungkook quickly following her.
jeonsang was clenching and unclenching his tiny fists, wailing loudly. his mouth quivered, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks.

"hi bun. what's the matter, hm? are you okay? mommy's here, my love. shh shh," delilah soothed, lifting the baby boy into her arms. he immediately calmed, burying his face in her neck.

"i'm here, bun. mommy's here," she reassured him, pressing a kiss to his head, gently bouncing him as she rubbed his back while pacing the room.

jungkook watched them fondly. his heart pounding out of his chest. how lucky he is to have a woman like delilah in his life. the way he cherishes her every single day with his all and now she has blessed him with a son—the son of his dreams. the son he has been longing for—the son they have been longing for.

he walked behind them and circle his arms around them.
"you're a wonderful mother, sweetheart. so so wonderful and i am so proud of you hm? sanie and i are so grateful to have you in our lives." he whispers.

"really babe?" delilah's eyes welled up with tears. "you're proud of me?"

jungkook kissed her forehead, "of course i am, baby. i want you to also be proud of yourself as well, yea?"

delilah continue to bounce up the little one in his arms as she turn her head towards her husband.

"i don't want you to badmouth yourself hm?" he nuzzles their noses and peck her on the lips.

delilah nodded, biting her lip to hold back tears.
"i hate feeling this way, hub." she whimpered, clutching jeonsang tightly.

"i know, my love. i understand. but it's alright. it's okay to feel this way," he assured her, gently wiping away the tear that slipped down her cheek.

jungkook held her tightly, allowing her to draw comfort from his presence. he could feel unrelenting pressure of doubt pressing down on her. he wanted to ease her burden, even if just a little.