When he gets home, he goes to the kitchen to cook and doesn't spend time with the kids. I'd be happy to do the chores but no. I should sit down while Joon pains on my face and Jina sucks the life out me.
Aside from that, I fucking miss him. I barely see him anymore cause I'm always on Jina duty, half-sleep as she squirms in my arms and refuses to sleep.
I thought he's gonna stay home with me for a few weeks at least and we could just relax and try to get through the worst together but no. he's the only doctor in this fucking country.
Aunt bora visits me from time to time and I can't even tell her cause I know she'll kill Yoongi...but maybe this time, I will.
"jimin? Baby please come out! Jina is hungry!" I scoff. Fucking snake. I've been using a breast pump for a few days to give rest to my painful nipples and there are bottles in the fridge.
I'm not gonna cry though I've been a bit sensitive but I'm gonna punish him. I have food for at least three days in here and I'm perfectly comfortable with my pillow and blanket. I even brought my charger...
He can figure it out himself and get a taste of what I'm going through...mentally. I'm used to babies and being overworked but I thought it's gonna be different this time and I'd have his support.
He tries again, desperate and tired after he's come back from work. "I can't do this on my own! Please come out baby...I miss you."
I scoff again, texting kook about how shameless he is. My ex has been the one who came up with this idea to punish Yoongi and I'm reporting to him every few minutes, giggling at his responses.
I hear Yoongi stomping away from the door, satisfaction filling me as I hear him trying to contain joon running around and jina screaming at the top of her lungs, asking for milk. My heart skips a beat as I hear her desperate cries but it's gonna be alright. Yoongi'll get the hang of it soon enough. Just a few more minutes...sorry baby.
I text namjoon, asking if he wants to meet in the weekend. Joon's been asking about him ever since he heard me and Yoongi talking about him being my "daddy". He says he's like superman cause he saved me and joon that day. Silly baby.
I'm still having my doubts with him but...he's been sending me long messages cause I wouldn't pick up his calls at first, wanting to explain everything to me.
He'd be a good writer, I'll give him that.
He told me he's been in prison for five years and after he got out, kwang sent him away with the promise of giving me a good life. He wasn't in good condition at the time. he had been a man with a criminal record, no money and...my mother wasn't there with him. he had thought I'd be better off with my aunts and uncles.
Not that kwang would've let him take me anyway.
He found out about me going away too late. He told me he'd been keeping an eye on me but didn't know kwang had sent me to Daehyun. He had looked for me a long time, finding me with a two-weeks old joon and tae. he didn't want to approach me for whatever fucked up reason so he helped tae's business instead.
Not that tae needed help but he needed a little money to start his business. He gave everything he made for rent...
Namjoon owns the chained stores who agreed to sell Tae's work with really good prices and that's when everything got better.
Of course I won't tell tae. namjoon didn't really give him money and he did it all with his own talent and hard work...but still...I'm happy namjoon did it.
I'm still curious how he got to go abroad and build an international business in only 11 years...he really started form nothing.
I wanna see him and hear why he never wanted to know me.
***
I wake up, realizing I've fallen asleep in the tub. I look at the time on my phone to see it's 4 am. I slowly get up, feeling energized after sleeping uninterrupted after weeks, and decide to check on them.
I tip toe out of the bathroom and see that the bed's untouched so I go out and the sight makes me chuckle.
Yoongi is sitting on the floor, leaning on the wall, mouth open while sleep and drooling, his legs spread and straight in front of him with a blanket and a pillow on top of it which jina's sleeping on rather peacefully, sucking on her pacifier. His white shirt is dirty with...is that where jina threw up?...and is that poop? God he sucks at this.
Joon is sprawled out on the couch, his red cape covering his body as he's drooling like yoongi. I gently put a cushion under his head and bring his blanket to cover him.
I go back to sit beside Yoongi, watching how he's breathing with an open mouth, his face paler than usual and bags under his eyes.
I take some pictures and send them to kook, going back to the bathroom and locking it again.
***
He doesn't beg the next day. Actually it seems to be calm out there despite the occasional cry for food and joon shouting "bow, peasant!" and watching frozen for the thousandth time with max volume.
I eat and watch breaking bad on my phone. I've wanted to see this shit for too long and I've already binge watched almost two seasons since yesterday.
I fall asleep texting kook again, waking up to the sight of Yoongi standing up beside the tub. I almost scream but I shut up when I see him holding a half-sleep jina against his shoulder with two hands carefully, patting her back softly.
I huff and rub my eyes, looking at my phone. 5 am.
I knew he had the key and honestly thought he'd use it sooner.
He's pouting, swinging lightly on his feet to keep jina calm as she lets out a tiny burp and I smile. "seems like you've got the hang of it."
He doesn't say anything, only turns around and leaves the bathroom. I think he's mad...?!
I go after him and watch him put jina in the crib which is temporarily in our room till she gets older. He covers her with a thin cover and puts her blue bunny beside her.
Then he turns around, taking my hand and seating me down on the bed. I look at him curiously. Is he gonna yell at me in a low volume?
Instead, he takes a cream tube, putting it beside me on the bed. He takes my shirt off suddenly and I almost yelp. Is he gonna try something?!
But he surprises me again with kneeling between my legs, opening the tube and rubbing it on my sore irritated nipples. I hiss at the cold feeling, but it soothes the pain and numbs it.
He cleans his hand with a tissue when done, looking up at me. "I'm sorry."
I smile at the frown in his lips. "are you gonna use those days off now?" he nods, his lips quirking up in a tired smile. He looks like he hasn't slept in days. "gonna give you all of my time. I'm sorry I was insensitive..."
I ruffle his hair, helping him get up from the floor. "let's sleep a bit. You look awful." He chuckles breathily. "joon's been more work than jina. He wants to hold her all the time and I lose my shit when he does...afraid something's gonna happen."
I lay back, pulling him with me after I put my shirt on. "at least he's not jealous." He snuggles up to me, resting his head in the crook of my neck, breathing deeply. "you're seriously a superhero for putting up with this every day...lesson learned."
I kiss his greasy hair. "happy you're a changed man now." he laughs airily and his breathing calms down almost instantly, passing out.
***
just wrote it to prove a point :)) being the one who stays at home doesn't mean being the one with the easy job.
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