after the funeral
at home
Yoongi dried his tears as he handed his daughter her mcnuggets, along with his favourite dipping sauce (sweet and sour). He bitterly ate his chicken legend, thinking about some current issues.
"Oh wait, two month olds don't eat solids yet..."
He shook his head at his daftness. He carried his Yoonie in arms towards the kitchen, as he ate his chicken legend- refusing to let it go cold and uneaten.
He made her bottle, checking the temperature.
"Perfect! It's boiling hot"
He walked quickly towards his seat on the couch, accidently spilling some milk on his chest from the not properly closed baby bottle.
"Ahhhh fuck fuck fuck too hot too hot gosh, fuck me daddy, lawd my chest hotter then my ex- Jesus help me Lord please"
He hissed in absolute pain. Yoonie stared at him, memorizing all the words produced from her father.
She began trying to reciprocate those words, in her own little language.
Cries.
She cried and cried, she wanted milk, milk, milk and milk. She wanted something to fill her empty little stomach.
"aye, aye lil yoonie bae, I know your hun-gray, but wait a little because I know your-"
He was abruptly cut off by a-
"not you when your hungry"
Snickers commercial.
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Yoonie Baby| M.YG FF
FanfictionYoonie and Yoongi adventures.. Where Yoongi, and his daughter, experience life together, on their own.
