Taehyung, Me + The Baby ||BTS FANFICTION|| [REWRITTEN]

Chapter 9 (Edited)

"Hey Google, can you search for treating fever for babies." Taehyung spoke into his phone as he had a close eye on Soushi who was tossing and turning around in his sleep.

He had searched up the up the symptoms before and had made a confident conclusion that he had a fever. That and the fact that he had a temperature of 38.7°C.

"Make sure that the child is hydrated - either through breast-feeding or through synthetic milk." The iconic, robotic voice of Google said.

He let out a sound of agreement and carried the sleeping Soushi over to the sleek, wooden table in the kitchen, quickly going back to grab Soushi's pillow.

The expression of discomfort disappeared as he slid the pillow under Soushi's head.  Once Taehyung was satisfied that he was comfortable, he went on his way to make the milk for Soushi.

"Symptoms of hydration include dry mouth and no tears, this also includes the decreased amount of wet nappies." Google continued.

"Google, stop!" He whispered, trying not to disturb Soushi.

"Another way to help with fevers is to only offer food to the baby if he or she wants to eat, do not in any circumstances force them to eat." Google continued once again, ignoring the command. 

Taehyung went over to the counter where the phone was and walked back to the kitchen as he tried to figure out on how to stop Google speaking. While one hand and one half of the brain tried to figure out on stopping Google, the other half tried to finish making the milk however, multi-tasking was not Taehyung's best feature and spilt the boiling milk on himself. 

He hissed with pain, bringing his finger up to his mouth to suck on it intently - with hope that it would somewhat reduce the pain.

He walked over to the sink and started running the tap, putting his finger under for about ten minutes before going back to the counter and cleaning up the spilt milk. Once he was finished cleaning the mess, he checked the bottle of milk temperature before giving it Soushi, who had woken up due to the noise. 

Taehyung softly smiled as he watched Soushi drink the milk, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. 

"Yep! You're going to babysit." He said before ending the call like that.

He lifted up Soushi who was now just chewing on the rubber bit of the bottle, possibly hinting for some more.

"We need to you to look good for our guest." Taehyung smiled again and looked deeply into his eyes before a weak slap was given to his face. Soushi beamed with light as he laughed.

"I'm here!"

And on the other side of Seoul...

Hyejin was staring at the black board, her head not taking any information for sure and she knew that if she was asked a question about it, she knew her head would be clear of any sort of knowledge.

"You guys already know about aerobic and anaerobic respiration. However, ATP will also be in the exam coming soon for midterms, so would anyone like to volunteer to tell me how many ATP molecules are made from both Anaerobic and Aerobic respiration."

As always, the awkward class along with its awkward students did not put their hand up, not even one.

The teacher who had lost hope in trying to inspire these kids went, "Okay Kim Hyejin, please tell me the answer - I will give you a range of 1 after and before the answer."

For Hyejin, this day could not get any worse.