Bangtan's Babydoll

Chapter 5

Suga's room

Suga's POV

I roll over & feel a body scoot closer to my chest & something fluffy brush under my chin. I can't even think to stop the warm smile that spreads across my face knowing it's my Baby.

When did he get here? I didn't bring him with me because he said he wanted to play with Tae earlier.

Maybe he jumped to me, wouldn't be the first time, definitely not the last. I scratch his ears & he lets out a purr that rumbles in my chest from the proximity. I can't help but smile.

I'm beyond excited that my baby's finally home. For three weeks, we waited. Three horrible weeks of not knowing if my baby would ever wake up.

It took a toll on all of us. Neither Jimin nor Jungkook would eat unless in little space & ate only small snacks then. Taehyung didn't talk. Hoseok cried for hours at a time, daily. Hyung pretended to be ok but we all knew he was taking it just as hard.

As for Namjoon & I, we locked ourselves in our rooms & studios only leaving to take baths & get food, if we ate. I barely slept. I'm not sure if anyone did. The only time I got a full night's sleep was when Hyung put sleeping pills in our food last week.

DJ adjusts, slipping his head into the crook of my neck & placing little kitty licks on it as I continue petting him. I check my alarm clock. 1:37 p.m. I slept for around 4-5 hours.

Suddenly, my lanky kitten climbs on top of me, rolling me onto my back in the process. He knocks the covers off his head long arms wrapping around me as he resumes cuddling into my chest. I can't help but chuckle & run my fingers through his soft brown hair. I still don't understand how he, Jin & Tae know how to manage this.

I suggested cutting it once when he complained about a bad hair day & offendedly, he turned into Jin, yelling, ranting about his "Mufasa Mane".

It was much shorter, just above the ear, at the time because of split ends & an encounter with a racist saesang. The bitch hurt my baby because ' a hybrid n——r shouldn't be around the perfection of her idols. It will taint them with its thuggish ways.'

A/N-To be clear I am black.

She attempted to beat him but found herself with deep cuts, a broken nose, two fractured ribs, & a lawsuit. His curls are almost past his shoulders now, heh. All those memories...good & bad...Just...gone.

I feel a tear roll down my cheek & another follows. Soon the ceiling becomes a blurry mess. "No crying," he whispers.

"Daddy stop it, no like see sad," he says shifting to look at my face. His Korean is so broken when he's like this...

I look my sweet kitten in his eyes, " I know, I know you don't, Daddy's sorry Baby."

I give him a small smile & he kisses me on my lips. His kisses are my nicotine. Fuck that, he is my nicotine & that damn well goes for all of us. Without breaking the kiss, I grab his thighs & sit up, pulling him into my lap. Maybe, if I hold him tight enough, he'll never leave me again-

He leans back gasping, cheeks reddening. "Ahh~ my cute baby boy," I coo dramatically, causing him to giggle.

"Daddy cute too," he whispers & I kiss his warming cheeks.

"Not nearly as adorable as you, my little gem," I say as I trace his birthmark.

I trail my gaze up & down his body. I notice something that hits me with a pang of jealousy. "Who marked you up, baby?" I guess my tone is a bit harsh as he flinches when I ask.