"Please stop crying," you begged of Jina. You were getting better with your postpartum depression, but there were still days where you struggled, and today was one of those days.
Jina had developed thrush in her mouth and she was extremely irritable and you couldn't seem to soothe her. It didn't helped that after ten minutes of trying to quiet her, You began to tense up and bounce her a bit rougher in your arms than needed as you failed and failed at stopping her cries.
"Please." You begged again, tears of frustration filling your own eyes now. Jin had come in at sound of the persistent cries of the infant. "What's wrong."
"I can't make her stop," you cried, pushing the baby towards Jin when he offered his hands.
"It's okay, shhh." He was able to rock Jina in one of his arms and stroke your hair gently.
"I'm terrible. I can't even make her stop crying. How am I going to take care of her and Jonghyun?"
"It's okay," he continued to rock Jina, who had miraculously quieted a tad by now. "It's hard when babies aren't feeling well, and having postpartum doesn't help make things easier. Taehyung-Ah is in your room, why don't you go lay down with him? I'll get Jina down for a nap."
"Thank you Oppa." You wiped at your tears as the eldest man planted a kiss atop of your head before going to your shared bedroom with Taehyung.
"Are you okay jagiya?" Your fiancée asked when you walked in, eyes still red from crying.
"I couldn't make Jina stop crying, JIn Oppa took her to put her to sleep and told me to come relax with you."
"Come here," taehyung opened his arms up for you, waiting until you had crawled in the bed and cuddled into his embrace. "You're a great mom jagiya. Somedays are harder than others, and that's why you have all of us. I'm here for you, and so is Yoongi and everyone else. I love you so much."
You wrapped your legs around him as you entangled your body with his. "I love you too Oppa".
Taehyung tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, landing soft kisses to your face. "Friday will be two months since the twins were born. The doctor said Jonghyun is doing well, and we can come home with him then."
You nodded, January, 14th 2018. You couldn't believe the babies were already two months old. The boys kept saying they were two years old though, since that would be their korean age, it still puzzled you a bit though, having to think of the babies as two years old when they'd only been born in November. "What if I can't do it?"
"You can. I believe in you jagiya, you're so strong."
"I'm sorry," you whispered softly into Taehyung's chest as he rubbed circles in your back.
"Stop saying you're sorry so much jagiya. You have nothing to be sorry for. Please stop being so hard on yourself."
"Sor-" taehyung stopped the next apology you were about to give him by tipping your chin up and pressing his lips against yours. He gently gave your bottom lip a nip of his teeth before pulling away, leaving you looking at him in awe.
"Stop apologizing."
"N-Neh."
After giving you another quick kiss, taehyung sat up in the bed, forcing you to sit up with him. "Let's take a bath, hm? You need to relax."
Before you could reply, taehyung had you swept up in his arms, carrying you bridal style into the connected bathroom. "Ya!"
"Don't ya me! Bath time!"
"You're so bossy." You pouted when Taehyung sat you down on the toilet seat before he started to run the bath water.
"You love it." When you didn't reply, he simply smirked and stuck his hand out to you.
"Am I supposed to get in dressed?"
"Want me to undress you too?"
"Maybe."
"You're impossible," he laughed, grabbing the hem of your shirt when you finally stood up and walked over to the bathtub.
"Careful." You squeaked when he raised your shirts above your head.
"I know," he reassured you, yours hands had floated to your still tender stomach, you were only allowed recently to get in the tub again since your C-section and the area was still healing.
When you were completely naked, Taehyung helped you sink into the warm water. "Why are you so good to me?"
"What?" Taehyung asked puzzled since you spoke In English.
"Oh? Nothing." You smiled and leaned over for another kiss, blushing when his hands ran across your breasts.
"They're bigger now..."
"That's because they're filled with milk now. They also hurt a lot."
"I'm sorry."
"Now whose apologizing?" You teased as he grabbed a cloth and started to wash your back gently.
"Ya, shut up." You couldn't help but giggle when he got flustered with you.
"Okay, lean your head forward."
When you did as instructed, Taehyung poured a cup full of water over your head. "I was thinking after Jonghyun comes home we can start making preperations for the wedding." He began speaking, massaging shampoo into your hair simultaneously.
"Huh? Are you sure? I know everyone is still grieving over Jonghyun sunbaenim. And Taeyang Oppa is getting married soon too, don't you think it'll be too much for the public at once?"
"So? I love you, and I want to get married as soon as possible. Maybe we can have a double wedding with Taeyang hyung."
"Don't kid yourself."
Taehyung started laughing as he pushed your head lightly, indicating he wanted you to tip your head forward to rinse out the shampoo. "But seriously. Army needs some good news, especially right now since some of our fans are also Shawols. And I want you to be my wife as soon as possible."
When you lifted your head back up you gave a small nod. "Okay. When Jonghyun comes home we'll talk more about it."
"Good." With that, Taehyung helped you finish up your bath before wrapping you in a towel and carrying you back to bed.
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Suga's Little Sister / BTS AU /
FanfictionThis is a fan fiction about being Suga from BTS's little sister. I'll be writing it with Y/N / reader POV You and Min Yoongi (Suga) had the same father. Your mother however, was an American, and you greatly favored her side of the family, so you did...