Jungkook's home is eerily quiet, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken emotions. The once lively house now feels empty and cold, with only the sounds of the ticking clock and the occasional creak of the floorboards breaking the silence. Jungkook sits on the couch, lost in thought, his eyes occasionally drifting to the crib in the corner where his newborn daughter sleeps.
Jungkook: (Hears the front door open and sees Taehyung walking in. His face is a mix of surprise and annoyance.) "Taehyung? What are you doing here?"
Taehyung: (Gives Jungkook a casual smile, but there's a hint of concern in his eyes.) "It's my home too, isn't it? I can come whenever I want."
Jungkook: (Rolls his eyes, his tone flat.) "Yeah, sure. Whatever."
Taehyung: (Glances around the room, noticing the emptiness.) "Why's the house so quiet? Where is everyone? I mean... Appa, and where's Y/N?"
Jungkook: (His expression hardens, and he avoids Taehyung's gaze.) "They're not living here."
Taehyung: (Surprised, he opens his mouth to ask more, but before he can, the sound of a baby crying echoes through the house, loud and desperate.)
Jungkook: (Sighs heavily, his expression softening as he hears his daughter's cries. He quickly gets up and heads towards the nursery, with Taehyung following closely behind.)
The nursery is a small room filled with soft colors and toys, but it feels incomplete, as if something vital is missing. Jungkook reaches into the crib and gently picks up his daughter, cradling her in his arms. He rocks her gently, trying to calm her down, but her cries only grow louder.
Jungkook: (Softly, almost pleading.) "Shh... it's okay, little one. Daddy's here. Please stop crying..."
Taehyung: (Steps closer, watching the scene unfold. He sees Jungkook struggling, the frustration and helplessness clear on his face. Without a word, he reaches out and gently takes the baby from Jungkook's arms.)
Jungkook: (Looks at Taehyung with surprise and a touch of irritation.) "What are you doing?"
Taehyung: (Smiles gently at the baby, his voice soft and soothing.) "Let me try. Sometimes they just need a different face."
As Taehyung starts to play with the baby, making silly faces and softly humming a tune, the baby's cries begin to quiet. Her tears fade, replaced by a tiny smile, and soon she's cooing softly in Taehyung's arms.
Jungkook: (Watches in disbelief, his eyes wide with surprise. He's used to his daughter crying non-stop, and seeing her calm down so quickly is a shock.) "How... how did you do that?"
Taehyung: (Laughs softly, looking at Jungkook with a mix of amusement and warmth.) "It's all about the energy, man. Babies can feel it. You were too tense. She could sense it."
Jungkook: (Nods slowly, his voice quiet.) "I guess..."
Taehyung: (Continues playing with the baby, making her giggle. After a moment, he looks up at Jungkook, his tone more serious.) "Is it yours?"
Jungkook: (Nods again, his voice low.) "Yeah."
Taehyung: (Still focused on the baby, he asks gently.) "Boy or girl?"
Jungkook: (His voice is almost a whisper, filled with a mix of pride and sorrow.) "Girl."
Taehyung: (Noticing the short responses, he looks at Jungkook with concern.) "You okay, man? You don't seem like yourself."
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Muffled Groans 🔞
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