ʙᴛꜱ ᴀᴍʙᴡ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ, ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ | ʙᴛꜱ x ᴏᴄ

The one where he wants a baby girl (JJK)

  The bed looked inviting as Jungkook approached it, his wife already snoozing peacefully on her side of it. He wordlessly lifts the sheet and sinks into the lush cushioning of the mattress, practically melting into it. It had been a very long and exhausting day for him.

  Joy hadn't acknowledged him when she felt the weight sink, but he could tell that she wasn't sleeping after all. He moves himself closer to her, draping his heavy arm over her waist and pulling her closer to his body by the hips.

  Joy squirmed, sleepily muttering, "How come you're so clingy today, Koo?"

  He chuckles as she pretends to be indifferent to his affection. She huffed a sigh as she moved her arm, giving in to his need for cuddles. He sinks his head onto her shoulder. "Sannie's sleeping?" She muttered, eyes still closed, voice weighed with exhaustion.

  Jungkook hummed in agreement, looking down at her pretty face. Joy felt his body press into hers more, she stirs and lifts her head curiously at him, raising her brows in suspicion.

  "What?" She asked knowingly, sensing something on his mind.

  He shakes his head dismissively, "It's dumb."

  "No it's not," she replied softly, cracking her lids open a bit more. She turns in his hold, looking up at his face. "Tell me. Is something bothering you?"

  Jungkook stares down at her face, she looked really sleepy, they had both started the day working and he had gotten off early to get back home and help out with their toddler Jeongsan. Joy, though, who's been working from home, hasn't managed to get as much of a break, so Jungkook had taken iniative with their son when he returned home. And it was a good thing that he did, because Joy and her team had a very important project to finish up on by the end of the day. She would have never completed it with her hands full.

  He likes being home with his family more, and especially looking after their toddler. Jungkook had been chasing after Sannie all afternoon, the little munchkin found it amusing whenever his father whined after him. Jungkook grinned at the thought.

  "I've just been thinking a lot, jagiya..." He admitted fondly, Joy adjusts her head to see his face better, noticing how he trailed off.

  "About what?" She wondered, her minty breath fanning his face.

  Jungkook shifts, a bit anxious to express his feelings. Even though Joy was always inviting to his thoughts and ideas - no matter how outlandish they proved to be at times. She would never shoot him down without at least hearing him out first. He was very happy to have married a naturally good listener.

  He sighed, "It's just, I see my hyungs with their kids all the time and... except for Yoongi and Jimin hyung, they all have daughters..."

  Joy waited, her gaze trailing over his ebony locks that were falling loose from the hairtie he'd managed to put it in. She reaches up and tucks a piece behind his ear, only for it to slip away again.

  Jungkook continued, having expected more of a reaction from his wife, but she continued to let him explain his thoughts. "Their relationships with their daughters are just so cute... I kinda wish I had a baby girl to spoil, too..."

  Joy's brows rise in surprise, "I thought you were fine with just one?"

  "I still am, honey. I'm very happy with our family," he assured, tucking both his arms behind her back, ending up hovered above her slim figure that she'd worked so hard to get back. He sighs as he recalls all the work she'd put in."This has been on my mind for a while now, though. I want my own princess to spoil. I could help do her hair and buy her dresses..." he rambled, the biggest smile growing on his face at the thought of it.

  Joy watched his eyes gleam, melting at the sight of that mindless smile making his face. She hadn't told Jungkook directly, but the thought of having another baby scared her. And for completely different reasons this time compared to her first pregnancy and the fears it harbored. She was now certain that in the long-term things would turn out just fine - which was her main concern last time. This time around, however, she was worried about how much it would physically take a toll on her. When she gave birth to Jeongsan there were some minor complications that have left her a little traumatized. She'd only told her sister and female friends because they could relate, and couldn't seem to find a good time to mention her trauma to Jungkook. Especially not now that he looks so happy at the thought of having a daughter.

  She had been thinking about having another baby too, dreamt of it, even. It brought a smile to her face, however her worries always seemed to cloud those visions. Joy swallows her fear, feeling a tug at her chest when she gently whispered, "Okay."

  His eyes widened in surprise at that, that familiar bunny-smile lighting up his otherwise sleepy features. He seemed more alert at her words. "You mean- You'd have my baby? Again?" He asked excitedly.

  Joy reads the genuine excitement in his expression, that pang of fear still rattling inside her chest. Her head bobs, and she was quickly pulled up into his arms, he squeezed the life out of her. "Thank you, baby," he presses butterfly kisses to her cheeks, making his wife giggle and push him away at the ticklish sensation.

  She turns back to face the wall, her back still pressed into his chest. He never released his warm embrace around her thin frame. His palms smooth down her trained waist and wide hips. Her ass was plumper, and he pressed himself into it. Pregnancy was a beautiful, precious thing to Jungkook for many, many reasons. But he especially realized how much the experience had made him appreciate his wife more in just about every aspect. He became attracted to her in a whole new way - the fullness of her breasts and hips, the radiating glow of her chocolate skin. He just loved the sight of her round bump when she was pregnant with Jeongsan. Not to mention how much it enhanced her overall good character, she had this mature, graceful aura about her that was very difficult to articulate in comparison to her normal self.

  He sighs fondly, massaging the curve of her hip slowly. Joy heard him hum deeply, right behind her ear. She felt it reverberate through his chest. "She ought to have nice, rich brown skin. Just like yours...." He mumbled, eyes shut as he pictured an infant's face. The brightness of her eyes when she gives a toothless smile. The resemblance of her mother's face reflecting into hers. It made Jungkook's chest warm, like his heart had melted and turned to mush.

  He nods, "Yeah," murmuring dreamily into his wife's neck. "I hope she looks just like you. My little gumdrop... Just as beautiful as her Mama."

  Joy blinks at the sound of his words. She hadn't thought he'd be so fond of producing any kids with skin just as dark and velvety as hers. Of course he'd never suggested that he would ever be opposed to such a thing, he fathered their first child with so much enthusiasm, knowing wholeheartedly what he was getting into the moment he proposed to marry her. However, considering the egregious beauty standards deeply rooted in the culture and history of his native country - in which they still reside - she couldn't help her slight shock. Though she wasn't surprised, Jungkook - as well as his members - had become famous not only for their work and influence but their perspectives and familial appearance.

  "She ought to look like you, too." Joy muttered, she loved that their son inherited so much of Jungkook's physical traits. His large, doe eyes, especially.

  He shakes his head fondly, "Nah, she should have dark, rich curls like yours. A cute little button nose, lush plump lips... I would stare at her all day, jagiya. She'll be so beautiful, no matter how she looks."

  Joy hums, "I was hoping that if we were to ever have a daughter that she'd look like another carbon copy of you. Your mother even said she always wondered how you'd look if you were a girl when she had you."

  "Did she?" Jungkook sleepily chuckled. Joy bobs her head, unable to help but giggle at Eomma's enthusiasm. Before Sannie's gender reveal she had briefly hoped that he would be a girl, since she always wanted a daughter.

  He shakes his head, Joy felt his crotch pressing more into her backside. His hand smooths over her flat tummy, which still harbored a few faint stretch marks that she was trying to get rid of. "I want her to look like you. With all your pretty features."

"I'll try my best." She murmured sarcastically, his chest bounced as he chuckled.

🌺: I've kind of been thinking about Jungkook with a daughter, though I originally only planned for him to have Jeonsan...