His baby boy | Taegi

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"Goodnight daddy.."

Taehyung blushed at the elder's words. 'He was just sleepy.' Taehyung thought to himself, 'It must have just accidentally slipped up.' Taehyung hasn't even known Yoongi that long, he doesn't really know if he wants to become Yoongi's daddy yet. All he knows is that he enjoys taking care of the other. "Does that mean I want to be his daddy...? Nah. He probably doesn't even like me in that way." Taehyung whispered to himself as he continued to get dressed for work. He headed out the door, but not before checking to see if Yoongi was still asleep.

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Yoongi's POV
I woke up looking around, it was 7 am. "Wow thats the earliest I've ever woke up in a while." Yoongi whispers to himself, getting out if bed. He walked around his small apartment, checking to see if Taehyung was home, which he was. He was falling off his bed and he didn't even bother to change before he fell asleep. Yoongi smiled at the sight, turning off the light that the younger left on before closing the door back. Yoongi has never been good at cooking but why not give it a try? He put on his shoes and made sure he had his wallet. For somereason out of the huge amount of food Tae buys he never bothers to get breakfast foods. He walks around the store, trying to find something good to eat. "I wonder what he likes." Yoongi thinks to himself as he picks out some food. Yoongi could feel himself fall into little space as he walks down the baby isle, he walks faster, almost running to the cashier. He quickly hands over the money, running back home. He opens the door to his small apartment, locking it behind him. He makes sure to check to make sure the younger is still asleep before starting to make breakfast.

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Taehyung's POV
I woke up the smell of eggs and bacon, forcing myself out of bed, I get up trying to find the source of the smell. "Good morning." Yoongi says smiling, "Morning." I smile back, sitting down at the island. "You didn't have any breakfast foods so I bought some." Yoongi says, giving me a plate of food, "Thank you." The elder nods, returning to the kitchen to get his food. It was silent for a while, the only noise being the heater turning on. "Do you enjoy taking care of me?" Yoongi asks out of the blue, "Huh?" "I mean like do you take care of me because you want to or because you feel like you have to or something." Yoongi asks quietly, playing with his food. "No, I enjoy it, a little to much I think. It's fun, I don't know it gives me something to do during the day, your most of the time good." Yoongi nods, I couldn't help but see the blush creeping up on his face. "I Don't remember much but crying yesterday, what happened?" Yoongi asks, "Well yesterday you weren't good I had to put you in a time out and you cried the whole time. If you don-" "No it's fine I just wanted to know why." I nod, standing up to wash my plate, "I'll take care of those you can lay down or something if you want to." I walked over to the couch, laying down turning on the tv. Yoongi eventually walks over to the couch, sitting down on the rocking chair. He was quiet and moving around a lot. "Hey Yoongi you alright?" I ask, "Yeah I'm just feeling little a bit..." He says, whispering at the end, "You're what?" "Feeling little..." Yoongi whispered, looking down at his fingers, "Okay well why don't you go into little space? I won't mind." The elder shrugs his shoulders, looking away. I spotted the small stuffie that laid on the side table alone. He picked it up showing it to the other, "Kumamon wants to play, Why don't you?" I asked, cringing at how his voiced changed. "I wan pway." Yoongi whined, making grabby hands for the stuffed bear. I smiled, handing it over. Yoongi stood up, pointing to my lap, obviously wanting to sit on my lap. I nod as he sits on my lap, resting his head on my chest. Yoongi was mostly quiet, watching the cartoons I put on the tv for him. Out of nowhere the elder started to cry, "Hey, Hey, What's wrong Yoongi?" I ask. The elder clutched my shirt, "Baba..." "Bottle." The elder nods, I try to move but this only makes him cry harder. "Yoongi I have to get up to get your bottle." I say, trying to calm down the elder. He didn't stop crying but he let me get up. I walked over, finding a bottle behind his large amount of sippy cups. I pour some milk into the bottle before returning to the sobbing little. "Here." I say giving him the bottle. "Ah Ah." "Huh?" The little starts to cry again, I sit down, the little moving to sit on my lap again. "Okay what do you want." He pointed to my hand then to his mouth, "Um... Do you want me to hold it for you?" He nods, sniffing a little bit. I hold up the bottle, Yoongi laid back down on my chest, slowly drinking the milk. "You must be really little huh?" I ask as the little continues to watch tv, his hand placed over mine.

"You're so cute..."