Becoming Parents [namjin] ✔️

.07

Bedtime was not easy.

Two hours, it took two hours to get five boys in bed.

Yoongi was the only one who didn't give me a hard time, thank goodness. Hoseok whined and threw a fit about his pajamas not being green, his favorite color, so I had to deal with that. Jimin still wouldn't let me touch his hair, so trying to brushing his hair was both challenging and exhausting. I couldn't find Taehyung and almost had a panic attack when I haven't found him after a whole hour, only to find out that he was outside, hiding up in the tree that was in the backyard. Jungkook was just all around cranky and wouldn't let me put him down without him screaming and throwing a tantrum.

Where was Namjoon? In his home studio, pretending that he couldn't hear the screams and temper tantrums. Lets just say I didn't have anything nice to say to him and made him sleep on the couch.

After dealing with all of that, I was exhausted and wanted to go to sleep. Within seconds, I was asleep, too tired to keep my eyes open for even a second.

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Namjoon's POV

I was on the couch, sleeping peacefully, until I heard sounds from the kitchen. I opened my eyes and rubbed them, squinting a bit to try and make out who was in the kitchen. I put my glasses on and got off the couch very slowly.

I slowly approach the kitchen and could see the fridge wide open, along with a small person standing in front of it. I put my hand on the light switch and turned the light on quickly, only to see Taehyung with a stick of butter in his hand, a few bites being taken out of it.

"Taehyung, what are you doing? Are you eating butter?" I asked, but tired and confused.

Taehyung looked like a deer in headlights, frozen like a statue.

"Taehyung, I can see you, there's no need to pretend you're a ghost." I said, walking over to him.

In an instant, Taehyung backed away from me, dropping the stick of butter and fell to the floor, curling up in a ball.

"I-I-I'm sorry, p-p-please don't h-h-hit me."

I furrowed my eyebrows and kneeled down to get to his level, keeping my distance.

"Taehyung, I'm not going to hit you, I just want to know why you're in the kitchen, very late at night, eating butter." I told him.

Taehyung sat up, now sitting on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest.

"M-M-Mommy n-n-never fed us, sssso when m-m-mommy wasn't l-l-looking, I-I-I would g-g-go downsssstairs to e-eat ssssomething." He said to me, his body shaking and tears falling from his eyes. "A-And if m-m-mommy saw me, sssshe would h-h-hit me u-u-until I b-b-bleed and g-g-get ouchies o-o-on me." He added.

I frowned as I listened to him, feeling so bad for this little boy, for all of them, they don't deserve this.

"Taehyung, you'll never have to worry about not being fed while you're here. You'll have breakfast, lunch, dinner, and maybe a few snacks in between. You'll never starve or feel like you're not going to eat again." I told him softly, very slowly inching my way closer to him.

He sniffled and looked at me. "P-P-Promise?" He said, holding out his pinky finger.

I smiled softly and wrapped my pinky finger with his. "I promise." I said. "Now let's get you cleaned up and back into bed."

"B-B-But I'm h-h-hungry." He said softly.

I thought about it and looked at him. "How about this? I'll give you some strawberries to eat, but you can't tell your brothers, it has to be a secret."

He nodded quickly. "Y-Y-Yes, I-I-I won't t-t-tell."

I nodded and got up from the kneeling position to wash off some strawberries for Taehyung.

After getting him the strawberries, I took him to the living room, putting some cartoons on for him, making sure to keep the volume down.

I yawned, watching the cartoons with him, dozing off every here and there. I looked at the time, seeing that it was close to 3am, then looked at Taehyung, who was sound asleep with the half eaten strawberries in the bowl.

I grabbed the bowl and put it to the side, then picked Taehyung up carefully and walks upstairs with him in my arms. I quietly walked inside the bedroom and carefully laid Taehyung down between Jimin and Hoseok.

I put the blanket over him and was about to leave, when I heard whines and cries coming from behind me. I turned around and saw Jungkook wide awake, reaching up for me to pick him up. I sighed and went over to pick him up.

"I guess you're getting the 'strawberries and cartoons' treatment as well." I said quietly, going downstairs to once again, put some strawberries in a bowl and turn some cartoons on.

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