Kpop Imagines

B T S//Y O O N G I

"I can't right now." 
Yoongi told your four year old daughter, not with rude intentions but he just needed some time to finish up a song.

Y/d/n leaves Yoongi alone to work in piece knowing he won't budge at her attempts to notice her. Feeling sad, she goes to find you and sees you in your room folding the laundry you had just taken out from the dryer.

"Mommy?" You hear her saddened voice and turn to her.
"What's wrong baby?"
She looks up to you from her white laced socks and notice tears beginning to form in her small eyes.

She groans and then crumbles up the paper in her small hands as best she could and throws it to the other side of the room out of her sight.

You grab her and sit her next to you wondering what had gotten into her to upset her that bad. Both of you wait until she's calmed down from her soft cries and all of a sudden she speaks up,
"Does daddy hate me?"
She asks you with her voice cracking in the process.

Your eyes immediately widen and you hug her as tight as you can,
"Why would you say that? You know daddy loves you y/d/n."
"He always says the same thing when I want to talk to him, 'one second' 'not now' 'I'm busy'." She mimics Yoongi.

"Aww sweetie no, you know daddy can be very busy sometimes but that doesn't mean he doesn't love you."
You lay down with her in your arms bringing the small quilt from the edge of your bed up to you both.
She falls asleep soon after you play with her hair and you see how her tears slowly begin to dry from her rosy cheeks.

After a couple of minutes of staying with her to make sure she's deep in her sleep, you softly try to stand up from your bed. You look for the paper that y/d/n crumpled up earlier and walk over to yoongis studio after taking a quick look at it.

You knock three times and wait for a signal to walk in.
"Hey babe." He says hurriedly.
"Yoongi we have to talk." Noticing the seriousness is your voice he turns his chair around and faces you.
"Is everything okay?"
"I don't know you tell me. Y/d/n went into our room crying earlier with this. You do have a daughter you know." You hand him the crumpled piece of paper and he sighs loudly feeling guilty for his actions earlier. He opens the paper and sees a drawing of what seems like him and her playing the piano. It read: 'I love when daddy teaches me to play the piano.' Then at the bottom of the page was her name with a big heart around it.
"Of course I know I have a daughter."
"Well you really messed up this time.. she asked why you don't love her Yoongi." His eyes widened in disbelief and looked up at you feeling some sort of heavy weight on his chest. It felt like a truck just hit him and ran him over multiple times. The thought of his baby girl saying that or even thinking such thing made him feel crushed.

"Where is she?"
"Sleeping." You told him. He stood up and walked out and into your shared bedroom with you following quietly behind.
He saw her laying there wrapped up in your blanket and looked at her. He felt heartbroken knowing his daughter felt sad. He laid down next to her bringing her tiny body close to his.
"Mommy?"
"It's dad sweetie." He told her softly.
"I love you daddy." She moved closer to Yoongi putting her tiny head on his chest.
"Love you too princess." He kissed the top of her head and laid there with her.
You kept an eye on them for a while longer until you left them resting knowing they both needed that nap.
You knew they'd make up as soon as they both woke up because even after he did her wrong she still loved him.

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