The Dad

Sleeping Child

Violet slept the whole ride to Namjoon's house. We decided it was best to go there, just in case Jackson managed to leave before the police got to his house. Luckily, the dogs were outside when we got back. As soon as we walked into the living room, everyone was all over violet. Except for Jimin, who immediately started questioning the bruises on Yoongi's face. When everyone finally stopped gushing over the sleeping child in my arms, I took her to the upstairs bathroom, waking her up to give her a bath. When she was finally clean, I dried her off and put her in the extra Pull-Up I kept in my purse and a T-shirt Namjoon gave me.

I took her downstairs, where Jin gave her some food. It made me so angry, watching her eat like she hadn't had anything to eat in days. When she was done eating, we let the dogs in so she could play with them. When all their energy was spent, we curled up on the couch to watch a movie. Eventually, Yeontan jumped into my lap and curled into Violet while Holly laid in the floor by our feet. 

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When I woke up, there was a blanket around me and Bug and the living room was empty. It was dark outside, so I could tell I had slept for a while. I got up, laying her on the couch and leaving her with the dogs. I had one guess as to where Namjoon was, and that's where I went. 

I knocked on the door to the music studio I remembered being his. I heard a slight "come in" and went inside. 

"Well, look who's finally awake. Where's Violet?"

"She's still asleep on the couch," I answered, sitting in the extra chair. "What about you? Did you catch any extra sleep?"

"No, I've been catching up on my actual work. Here." He handed me a pair of headphones. I gave him a questioning look before putting them on. He just smiled and hit play.    (insert Moonchild)

I couldn't believe my ears. It was like a literal angel was singing in my ears. When the song ended, I was actually a little sad. I wanted it to last forever.

"So. What do you think?"

"It's good. Like really good. I'm surprised you're not famous yet."

"You're only saying that to be nice."

"I'm not! It's really good."

"Ok, I'll take your word for it." I lightly slapped his arm, and he just laughed. 

"Mommie?" I heard a small voice call from the doorway.

"Come here, Bug." She pattered over to my chair and crawled into my lap, curling up against me and sucking her thumb. She was soon asleep again.

"Are you hungry?" he asked after a moment. It was then that I realized I hadn't eaten since this morning.

"A little," I shrugged.

"Follow me," he said, standing.

"I have a sleeping child."

"There's no food allowed in my studio. That's how I avoid becoming Yoongi." I had no idea what he meant, but I resituated Violet in my arms and followed him to the kitchen.

I really need to stop watching The Walking Dead when I write. Season 9 just ain't it😭