SOONYEON/ YOUR POV
____________________I felt heat rise up to my face as I hid behind the door.
"I-uh, sorry. I didn't know you were c-changing," I stuttered out embarrassed. I heard him chuckle before opening the door, revealing a now fully dressed Jimin in blue gym shorts and a white t-shirt with black high socks on his feet.
"That's okay." He told me with a smile. I smiled back and said nothing.
"Did you bring the stuff?"
"What stuf- oh, yeah I did." Why do we sound like we're dealing drugs?? No? Okay..
"Okay, good. Let's go downstairs, yeah?" He grabbed my hand and led me downstairs towards the living room. "Want something to eat or drink?" Jimin asked me looking into the kitchen.
"Uhm, no, I'm fine thanks," I smiled as I declined his offer. He nodded and sat down on the couch, patting the spot next to him signaling for me to come over. Which I did.
"Okay, let's get started." He said as he looked at me. I nodded and opened my backpack to pull out the doll and sheet of paper, handing both to him.
"Okay, says here we have to read and answer all the questions together," he read off the directions at the top of the paper.
"First question, what is the name of your baby?" He laughed before turning to me and raise his eyebrow.
"I don't know, whatever you want." I told him looking down.
"No, no. We'll do what you want." He said, still looking at me.
"No, it's fine. We'll do yours."
"But I want to do yours."
"And I want to do yours."
"Be quiet, we're doing yours."
"No, Jimin. Yours." We stared at each other for a few seconds before sighing and saying, "Fine.." in unison.
"Alice."
"Doyoung."
We both said at the same time. We snapped our heads towards each other.
"What? So our child is a girl now?" He asked me with an incredulous face. I smiled a bittersweet smile.
"Well, it's not a boy." He gasped at my words.
"When did I agree to that?"
"You didn't. But who cares, I'm the mom, I make the rules." I told him, as I took the paper away from him and set it on the coffee table to write down the answers. I looked around for a pencil and found one, in Jimin's hand.
"Jimin, hand me the pencil please?" I asked while looking at him with wide eyes and pouty lips. I just want to get this bullshit over with and go to sleep.
"No. We'll just play rock, paper, scissors on it." Jimin said, putting his right hand out towards me in a fist. I agreed and copied his actions.
"Okay, for the name," we opened our fists and both had paper. We closed then opened our hand again and saw that I had paper and he had rock.

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