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The Best Gift of All :

On the morning of March ninth, Yoongi is woken up to the cutest sight of all: his baby girl on her tummy on top of him, grinning her adorable gummy smile and cooing at him. He gasps, smiling, "Hi pretty girl!" He sits up, sitting her up in his lap and cuddling her, "Did you come wake Mommy up on your own?"

"Nope, she had some help," Jooheon laughs, entering the room with a tray of breakfast steak and eggs, a glass of orange juice on the side. He sits the glass on the table by the bed and smiles at his lovely boyfriend, "Happy birthday babe."

He pouts, the literal "UwU" face as he accepts the peck on the lips from his boyfriend, "You made me breakfast?"

"In bed, yes," Jooheon grins, setting the tray right by Yoongi and picking Minseo up. She whines, reaching for Yoongi and he immediately sits her back in his arms, "I'm sorry princess, I forgot you must cuddle mom for a bit in the morning."

Yoongi giggles, kissing her head and cheek, "I love my morning cuddles with my princess."

"They are pretty comfy," Jooheon sits beside Yoongi on the other side of the bed, away from the tray of food, "Is she old enough to try some adult food?"

Yoongi shrugs, "I don't know, I'd like to keep her on breast milk for a while, I hear it helps their brains develop more and actually makes them more intelligent."

Jooheon hums, "Well, add that to the Namjoon genes and she'll probably be the next ruler of the world."

Yoongi rolls his eyes, "That is if she's not having problems with learning when she's older due to being premature when she was born."

"Well, and if she is that can be worked on," Jooheon cuts up a piece of steak and feeds it to Yoongi, who eagerly takes it and moans at the taste, "like it?"

"Who taught you to cook?" Yoongi asks with a mouth full of food, chewing up the nice tender steak.

"My mom before she passed," he smiles sadly, "Hard to believe it's been eight years already."

"She's been dead for eight years," Yoongi frowns, "You never told me that."

"Not an easy subject on how she died," Jooheon laughs it off quietly, cutting up the egg and feeding it to Yoongi, "Dad killed her. As well as my older sister, she was only twenty when I was sixteen and my other sister you know was thirteen."

"So, is he in jail?" Yoongi was starting to worry when Jooheon shakes his head.

"He went to jail, was in it for five years then died in a prison riot. He was stabbing a cop to death and ended up getting shot."

Yoongi's heart breaks for his boyfriend, swallowing the egg, "That's horrible. So that is when you started raising your sister?"

Jooheon nods, "Yep, started writing songs for the rappers of the streets and participated in street fighting. Graduated high school at the age of seventeen, then got the job at the place where I'm at now. Ever since then, I raised my sister and been a father figure to her kid."

Yoongi purses his lips, "You're a good guy babe."

He leans over and pecks Jooheon's lips, Jooheon humming, "I try to be. My mother raised us since my father was gone half the time. She still cared for him, since he had this one mental illness that I can never remember what the name of it was. He was seeing things and shit and they think that's why he killed my mom and sister."

"Schizophrenia?"

Jooheon snaps his fingers, "Yes, that was it," He feeds Yoongi another piece of steak until Minseo leans forward like she's going to eat it. He makes a face at her, kissing the tip of her nose before feeding Yoongi. She frowns at him, her lips pouting almost and she looks at Yoongi with the puppy dog gaze.