Fight for Us

Chapter 102

"I hope I don't hurt you, Minji ah...It's been a really long while since I've last done this," Sooman muttered with a smile, wiping the baby's soft skin with a wet wipe, as he held both of her legs with his fingers intertwined with her ankles. The baby played with a silicone toy on her little, chubby hands, putting it on her mouth and biting on it. He looked over to his granddaughter; at first wondering what she was doing with the toy, but then he realized it was a silicone toy for her to bite when her gums ached, as her teeth were about to come out soon.

"Did your mother buy that for you, Minji ah," He whispered, bringing her legs down as he began adjusting the diaper on her, "She told me your teeth are going to come out soon and that you're not sleeping that well because of that," He continued, "Does it really hurt that much? You really need to be healthy, to play with your brother and your parents," He added, finally putting the diaper on her before he brought up her little trainer pants, "So, you need to eat well!"

Sooman silently stared at the young baby girl under him for some minutes. Jimin was right. Her eyes were Minjeong's. Just exactly like hers, the very same shade of brown, the same gleam. But everytime he looked at her cute, little face, he couldn't help but think about his late wife. That baby was like a copy of Jimin, who was also a copy of her very own mother. The more he looked, the more he remembered the only woman he had ever loved in his life. He thought about how she already was gone; but that she had left behind a gorgeous daughter and granddaughter.

"...You're really pretty."

The baby stared at him silently, lifting her legs up in the air and moving them around as her gums insistently tugged on the silicone toy. He laughed and shook his head, biting his lip.

"When your mother was your age," He began, smiling, "She was just like you. She would roll over on the floor, while kicking her feet...Oh, I still remember when her teeth started growing. She had super high fever and...Grandpa's going to be honest. I was really scared about your mother. She was just a little older than you and she got so hot that time. I took her to the hospital and the nurses had to pinch her small arms to give her some intravenous stuff. It was sad to see."

"Omma."

"Eh?" Sooman smiled, "Eomma? You said eomma?"

"Ommmaaaaaaaa~ "

"...It's upsetting that she isn't here to hear you call her that, isn't it...But you know, eomma and mama are doing their best to bring your older brother back home so, you have to cheer them up a lot so that they can do it as fast as they can, alright? You're the best, I know you're going to do it."

"Hello!"

Sooman looked up, his eyes recognizing his brown haired daughter. The younger female rushed to the couch, not even wanting to hold in the feeling of being able to hold her beautiful daughter in her arms and to cuddle her to sleep. The small baby stretched her arms, her cute, pouty lips forming a pout as she stared up at her mother with pure curiousness.

"...I'm sorry eomma and I took so long, but we were discussing some important things," Minjeong muttered, leaning down to kiss the baby's forehead; as she was resting on Jimin's arms, her little head moving from one side to another as she stared around, curious. Minjeong smiled and poked her cheek with her finger, before her eyes slightly moved up to those of Jimin's father, and she cleared her throat, "...I should thank you for taking care of my daughter...I guess."

"It was nothing," Sooman said, "Minji's an angel."

Jimin breathed out a smile, before she turned around to stare at Minjeong, "I'm picking up Giselle to do some baby shopping in an hour or so, so we should be going now," She looked at her father once again, "Thank you so much for this."
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