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Jimin jerks up out of his sleep.
His hands grip the bedsheets,
Jigu.
Bam, the family Doberman dog, perks up from his spot in his kennel at the man’s sudden movements. He watches Jimin frantically rustle in bed looking for the baby monitor.
How long has he been sleeping for? Jimin worries that he might have missed any of his baby’s nightly cues.
This month has been quite exhausting. The blonde really hasn’t had any proper rest since Jigu, Jimin and his boyfriend Jungkook’s ten-month-old son, has been teething tremendously. The poor baby has been extremely cranky as he breaks several teeth at once.
It’s been quite the experience. And incredibly awful.
Jigu had been waking up multiple times during the night, just crying in pain. He wasn’t taking his bottles regularly or eating very much either for some time. You can just imagine how difficult this had been for everyone. It had really taken a toll on the new parents to not know how to help or soothe their precious baby who was in so much pain.
Their pediatrician said that it’s completely normal. He assured Jimin and Jungkook that they have nothing to worry about. This is just a stage that will come and go. But, Doctor Shin did empathize that it was something very tough to watch your child go through.
He approved Jigu to try over-the-counter relievers and also recommended giving him something cold to chew on throughout the day. Or even trying snacks meant for teething. Doctor Shin even gave them some new teething toys from the office.
So here they were.
Honestly, this week has been better than others. The beginning of the month was tortuous to say the least. Since then, the parents have ordered a shitton of tethers and the medicine has started to somewhat console Jigu for the most part, finally.
Though when Jimin glances over to his nightstand to see the alarm clock flash [2 AM] back at him, all the color from his face immediately drains. His heart plummets to his stomach as a wave of both panic and guilt overwhelms him.
Being sick interfered with Jigu’s sleeping schedule so nights have been inconsistent no matter what. It’s been hit or miss with the baby as they try to get back in routine. Normally, Jimin would be up with Jigu right now trying to get him back to sleep. So his anxiety spikes at this realization.
Just then his hands find the monitor, where... Jungkook’s supposed to be? Next to him in the sheets. Jimin’s eyebrows furrow as the monitor's light shines in his bedroom to show— oh.
His sleeping baby.
On top of their Daddy.
In the crib.
Together.
Jimin’s heart instantly flutters and he feels light headed from all the emotions he’s been having since waking up.
The baby is sleeping so soundly ontop of his Daddy’s chest. His little arms falling to Jungkook’s sides as he sleeps on his tummy. In a little hug. Jungkook’s eyes are closed as he lightly pats his baby boy’s back.
His other hand is resting behind his own wavy, outgrown chestnut curls. The man’s legs are scrunched up against the surrounding sides of the wooden crib. It was a bit of a tight squeeze.
How he managed to do this, Jimin runs his fingers through his hair thinking about it.
His dear Jungkook.
The floor-stand baby monitor catches this wholesome moment. One to not forget. The sound bars are moving on the monitor, which Jimin now assumes Jungkook must have turned off—on purpose, perhaps?
Jimin turns the sound on,
“Come on,
baby blue,”
Jungkook’s voice can be heard softly singing into the air. Jimin held a fixed glare on the screen in awe.
“wake up your tired eyes.
the world is waiting for you.”
The blonde could feel his heart swell up with with each word being sung. Warmth invading his body. So this is what love is.
Before Jungkook can finish, Jimin presses the button to speak so both of them end up harmonizing, “may all your dreaming,” Jungkook’s eyes shoot open upon hearing the silvery voice through the speaker, “ fill the empty sky.”
His face morphs into one of surprise, “Baby?” Jungkook speaks unsurely before uttering out, “Or did I just harmonize with a ghost?” He shudders while playfully looking side to side. Jimin can’t resist rolling his eyes.
His silly goofball. His man.
“Jungkook.” Jimin breathes out into the monitor, fondly looking at him through the screen. He brushes his bed head behind his ears before initiating, “You have to work in the morning. I could’ve gotten up …”
“I’m fine.” The other is quick to intervene, “Don’t worry about me please. I don’t work until like 11. Go back to sleep. It’s okay.” The brunet waves his hand in the air, trying to shrug the idea of his boyfriend waking up instead.
Jimin lets out a sigh, rubbing his face. The stress and anxiety of the month is starting to show. Even though it’s getting better day by day, it hasn’t been easy getting here.
”I got him.” Jungkook says assuringly as if he can sense Jimin spiraling, “Let me take care of Jigu for the night. Go get some rest please. You need it.”
There’s a hint of a plea in Jungkook’s voice. Please let him help. Take some of the weight off his shoulders. You’re not alone. And Jimin understands. Knows.
No matter what, Jungkook will always see Jimin. I am you, you are me. Soulmates. Lovers.
So this is what love is.
Jimin swallows hesitantly and mumbles, “I just … “ His voice falters, getting lost in the train of thought. He stares down at Jungkook on the monitor and little baby boy Jigu who they created.
Everything is just so new and happening so fast. Slowing down after running for so long, catches up to you. Deep down he knows he’s been depriving Jungkook from helping out. It’s just been a lot. He strokes the nape of his neck, guilt setting in.
“Jimin,” Jungkook whispers softly into the air, “You need rest too, baby.”
He holds Jigu close against his chest, “It’s honestly quite comfy in here anyway.” He tips his head at the camera, in a matter of a fact. Trying to show that even though he’s twice as big as this crib, it’s comfortable for a grown man.
Jimin lets out a little laugh into the monitor. Something Jungkook really needed to hear.
Jimin and Jungkook parent well together. They have a great balance and really haven’t had any issues taking turns with the baby when needed. But recently, Jimin’s “mama bear” had been activated with seeing Jigu in that much pain. Jungkook took notice of his boyfriend kind of taking control of the situation. Wanting to do it alone. Feeling like he has to do it alone.
So sometimes Jungkook has to push his way back in so Jimin can breathe again. So Jimin remembers they are a team and he doesn’t have to overexert himself. It’s okay to get rest. It’s okay to take a break. He’s more than deserving.
Times can be hard, but we’re in this together. I have you.
Jungkook decided to handle Jigu on his own tonight. He was already up when he heard the cries around 11:30 so he quickly turned the monitor off and went down to the nursery.
“Please don’t break the crib.” Jimin blurts out suddenly.
The realization of Jungkook managing to fit himself in Jigu’s homemade infant crib hitting Jimin, “Yoongi and Seokjin would literally throw a fit.” He winced at the thought.
Jungkook’s older brother, Seokjin, and his husband, Yoongi, built the crib together and gifted it to Jimin at his baby shower. They made it out to seem like they spent years in the depths of the deep jungle, hunting down the richest wood down for baby Jigu. Which Jimin and Jungkook were sure they did, but in the deep aisles of the Home Department instead.
It was indeed the sweetest gift that Jimin has ever received. So dear. He sobbed the rest of his pregnancy every time he stepped into the nursery and saw it. Just so thoughtful of a gift.
Jungkook smacks his lips together in disbelief, “You have no faith in me, huh?” He pokes his tongue around his cheeks teasingly.
Jimin grimaces, “Very little.” Then he shifts his attention over, “How long has Jigu been—"
“He’s safe. He’s sound.” Jungkook states, eyes drifting down to his baby boy. He rubs Jigu’s soft head, and feels his fuzzy hair. “Woke up around 12. I came in here and he suckered me into cuddling, so here we are. He’s been sleeping since 1:30ish.”
“Sheesh, that little sucker.” Jimin pouts with a sly smile. Jigu usually fights Jimin to go back to sleep so he feels a ping of jealousy. Even at 10 months, babies can be so rotten.
“I am so glad our baby’s feeling better.” Jimin’s voice has relief laced through it. Better days are always ahead.
Jungkook hums in agreement. Silence comes between them until he decides to speak up, “Jimin, I’m always here for you. And Jigu.”
He continues, “You know, you don’t have to do it alone. I … don’t like—” Jungkook rethinks for a second, “You deserve rest. I know it’s been stressful, but … I’m here to help. Don’t push me away. We’re in this together. ” His voice quietly quivers at the last part. Him considering his words before speaking.
Jimin’s eyes soften. Oh, Jungkook.
The blonde replies instantly and honestly, “I know. It’s just been crazy— and you’ve been working so hard so I can stay home with him. I feel the need to do more. That it’s my purpose.”
Jungkook reaches up to grab the baby monitor so fast and unattaches it from the stand to bring it down to his level. Eyes to eyes. Even though he’s looking at a camera lense, he needs Jimin to see him clearly.
“There’s not enough words in the dictionary to describe your purpose to the world, Park Jimin. You’re truly an amazing human-being. Being a fucking phenomenal mother is just one. Okay?”
Marriage can’t come any faster can it. Fuck. Again, Jimin’s heart can only handle so much. An attack is just waiting to happen. He feels the tears rest at his waterline. He really won the jackpot with Mr. Jeon Jungkook.
”I want you to be able to be home with him. Don’t feel like you owe me anything, baby.” Jungkook says, “You deserve sleep. Please rest. We’re okay. I turned the monitor in the bedroom off for a reason.”
“I love you so much Jungkook.” Jimin confesses breathlessly, “I’m so grateful. I don’t know what I would do without you and Jigu. I’m so sorry. I know—“
“Baby, I love you more than you’ll ever know.” Jimin wipes a tear away, “We’ll talk later. Not over a baby monitor.” Jungkook smiles, Jimin giggles. “Now sleep please. I have Jigu. He’s safe, he’s sound. Nothing to worry about.”
Jimin sniffles, ”… okay. I love you … goodnight.” He says one more time before getting ready to settle back to bed.
”Mhm. I love you too, my Jimin.”
Jimin then lays down in bed, staring at the monitor memorized. His whole world right there. His everything.
He touches the screen delicately. What did I do to deserve something as good as them? As good as this moment?
He doesn’t go straight back to sleep at first. He waits until he sees Jungkook’s breathing slow down, indicating he’s fast asleep. Then Jimin tiptoes out of their room, Bam shooting him another look of confusion.
The boy heads down the hallway to Jigu’s nursery.
He’s very quiet while opening the door. He takes careful, gentle steps up to the crib. He analyzes his baby sleeping. Cheek squished up, drooling onto Jungkook’s shirt.
Jungkook is asleep now too, head facing the same way as Jigu, cheeks squished and drooling too.
How can I love someone so much? Jimin looks between the two. His boys.
His.
He leans in to lightly brush his lips against the temple of Jigu’s tiny forehead. I love you so much my baby, he thinks with pure utter tenderness.
Then he softly brushes his boyfriend’s hair out of his face, “Thank you for showing me what real love is.” Jimin murmurs softly, leaning in to kiss Jungkook’s temple too.