Stellar Behavior | MYG x You

Epilogue

A.N.: When someone asks and inspiration hits 💜

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Yoongi was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel while he waited for the light to turn green. He was stressed. He couldn't help it; every kilometer he drove away from you just tightened his heart.

The sun was rising in the sky, Seoul was fairly calm, there were barely any cars on the road, and yet he was more uneasy than during a police car chase or a media frenzy about a difficult trial. All because he was leaving you alone for the first time, and it just didn't feel right.

You had tried to handle things by yourself initially, leaving him stupefied. You had just been kidnapped and gone through labor, and yet you bounced back like nothing he had ever seen. Your willpower alone was impressive, but your resilience was humbling. Yoongi didn't know how you did it, but it only made him admire you even more.

Still, when you told him to return to work and pretend he didn't have you and a newborn at home, he unequivocally said, "No."

There wasn't any way he wouldn't be there for his family. He didn't care if people knew he had a kid without even knowing he had a partner. He wasn't worried that anyone would connect the dots. He wasn't even trying to hide it, either; you and your baby had become the center of his world. Those who needed to know surely did by now; whoever found out would likely be careful. Yoongi wouldn't hesitate to keep his family safe. That much he had made abundantly clear the very night his son was born.

But now, he was uneasy. He had to get back to work, and even though you were surrounded by trusted people, he just couldn't relax. What if you were thirsty? What if your son had cramps again? What if you needed to nap? He knew you didn't trust anyone to look after him while you slept.

He gripped the steering wheel and drove lethargically, dreading every millimeter—at least until you called; as soon as your name popped on the screen, he instantly picked it up: "Yes?"

"Are you busy?"

"Driving."

"Can you call in sick?"

His lips twitched in a smile at your tone — just wondering aloud when he knew exactly what you were asking.

"Turning back right now."

"Good."

He returned utterly relaxed, happily taking every green light on his way home. He called his secretary absentmindedly, already wondering why you had called. You were typically like this. He already knew you well — it was difficult for you to say precisely what you needed from him unless you were face to face. Only when you were in his arms could you be vulnerable and reveal your deepest thoughts and wishes. Of course, you didn't need a profound reason to want him back home, and for all he cared, you just had to wish for it, and he'd make it come true.

He went straight to the nursery and was surprised to find it empty. His next destination was your shared bedroom, but you weren't there either, so he turned to a third choice.

Your office was the same as he had last seen it, except this time, you were pacing gently back and forth while you lulled your boy in your arms. The window in front of you let the daylight shine on your features, so he instantly noticed you were upset.

You heard steps behind you and turned, "Finally."

"I was gone fifteen minutes," he simply said, reaching to brush his sleeping son's head before kissing your forehead.

Your body language could be rigid, but your expression instantly soothed, "Then it was fifteen too long."

"Thought you wanted me back to work," he teased quietly, snaking his arms around you, still holding your son to your chest.

"Maybe tomorrow."

You melted into his arms, but he knew those eyes, "What's wrong?"

You heaved a sigh, "There are a few... people... who tried to step on my toes," you bit, looking down at your delicious son, drooling in his sleep. "Just the fucking audacity..."

You looked the strongest when it was about protecting your son, or him, and Yoongi loved it every single time.

So he let go of you and gently took your son out of your arms so he wouldn't wake up. "Sounds like you need to get back to business sooner than I do."

You caressed your baby's cheek before sighing and looking up at Yoongi, "It does, doesn't it?"

He smirked, "Knock'em dead."