MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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I didn't think it was possible to love more than one person at a time but here I am, proven different, holding my daughter. She haven't left my arms after she was placed in them. Park Jiminaa. Angel was so exhausted she fell asleep after five minutes of holding her. I glanced at her tired face, noticing her tear stained cheeks, from tears of pain and joy.

Our healthy babygirl girl is 6lbs and 8oz.

"She's so beautiful." Namjoon smiled, rubbing her small knuckles.

"Want to hold her Yoongi?"

"Nah, I can see her from here." The guys chuckled at him. He told me, once I got off the phone with Angel, that he would come but he wouldn't hold her, he doesn't want to turn soft. I smiled, kissing her head.

"I'm going to protect you until my last breathe." I mumbled in her little ears.

"Can I hold her?" Emily asked, and I nodded; carefully holding the back of her head. Emily cradled Jiminaa's little body, cooing. I turned around sitting on the edge of the bed, caressing Angel's hair. Her eyes fluttered opened, weekly resting her hand on mines.

"Hi."

"Hi." She smiled. Looking around the room as Emily walked to the bed, handing Jiminaa to her. Her eyes glow as she stared upon our little creation; tears brimming in her eyes.

"Can we get some privacy guys?" I asked without breaking contact from my girls.

"Yeah, Congratulations again Jiminie." Hoseok smiled, leading the way out the door.

Emily

Shownu and I walked outside away from everyone, enjoying the fresh air.

"You think she's going to be able to do it?" Shownu broke the silence.

"Honestly? I don't know." I sighed, hugging myself.
"I think she's going to do what's best for her family so when the time comes, she has to let that little girl go."

Angel

It's 3am. I've been at this hospital for three days trying to rest and heal and Jimin has been really helpful in this short time. Especially with bringing me food because this hospital food is disgusting.

Jiminaa is sleeping on my chest and I'm just staring at the ceiling. Maybe I need to call the nurse and ask for some sleeping pills. Right when I pull myself up, to get the buzzer, the door opens, someone I did not want to see during this time.

"I thought you would be sleep."

"How did you get in at this time?"

"Let's not worry about the how and worry about the what and if. What are you planning to do and if your going to be able to leave your daughter." I swallowed thickly looking at her angelic face.

"I can do it." I glared at Changkyun.

"Let's hope so." He smiled, walking closer to the bed, rubbing her little knuckles that were balled up. "Now the when."

"I'm leaving in a couple days, when I'm able to walk without assistance. I'll need a car."

"One will be stashed by the old warehouse on 7th street. Jooheon will send you the details... so sad she had to grow up without a mother... but we all have prices to pay don't we."

"Screw you." I gritted.

"There'll be plenty of time for that in the future. Six weeks to be exact right." He winked at me before stepping back and walking out the door. Anger and pain spread across my chest as I looked down at my little girl.