Unwanted Child → Season 2 (Sope/Yoonseok)
Episode 1
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The bedroom was quiet. The city lights shimmered outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Hoseok stepped closer, leaving almost no space between them.
(A/N: This is how Hoseok Look like)
Hoseok
(smirking, voice low)... Do you really want to do this?
Yoongi looked up at him, his eyes soft.
(A/N: This is how Yoongi look like)
Yoongi
(quietly)... I missed your touch... these past two years.
A teasing smile spread across Hoseok's face.
Hoseok
If that's true... don't blame me later when you're complaining about body aches.
Yoongi rolled his eyes with a small smile.
Yoongi
Then don't regret making me that way.
He climbed onto the bed, settling comfortably over Hoseok's lap while looking straight into his eyes.
For a brief moment, neither of them spoke.
The silence was filled with anticipation...
sope's baby/2 years old
WAAAH!!
The baby's loud cry shattered the moment.
He sighed dramatically and climbed off the bed.
Hoseok couldn't hold back his laughter.
Hoseok
(laughing)... Looks like someone has perfect timing.
Yoongi shot him an annoyed look before turning toward the crying baby.
Yoongi
Our little mood killer is awake.
Hoseok smiled warmly and followed him to check on the baby.
The room was much quieter now.
Yoongi sat on the edge of the bed, gently feeding the baby. A few buttons of his shirt were left undone. Hoseok stood nearby, watching him without even trying to hide it.
Yoongi
(without looking up)... Stop staring at me.
A faint blush crept across his cheeks.
Hoseok
(chuckling)... What's wrong? Why does the scary mafia boss look so sad?
Yoongi finally looked at him, exhaustion written all over his face.
Yoongi
Hobi... don't act like you don't know.
Yoongi
Stop it. I know you too well.
He walked over, gently lifted Yoongi's chin, and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
Yoongi closed his eyes and returned the kiss without hesitation.
When they pulled away, Hoseok brushed a few strands of Yoongi's hair behind his ear, his thumb lightly resting against Yoongi's cheek.
Hoseok
(softly)... And I know you just as well.
Yoongi's tired expression finally eased into a small, genuine smile.
Yoongi's eyes widened for a second before he quickly touched one of his ears.
Yoongi
(trying to sound casual)... Great... now my ears are probably red.
Hoseok simply watched him with an amused grin.
That familiar look in his eyes made Yoongi instantly suspicious.
Yoongi
...Why are you looking at me like that?
Hoseok
(smirking)... Nothing.
Yoongi narrowed his eyes.
Yoongi
You're definitely planning something.
Hoseok only smiled wider, refusing to answer.
Yoongi let out a quiet sigh, already knowing he was in trouble.
Yoongi carefully placed the sleeping baby into the bedside crib.
He gently adjusted the blanket and smiled.
Yoongi
(whispering)... Sleep well...
As soon as he turned around—
Hoseok suddenly pushed him onto the bed and hovered over him.
Before Yoongi could react, Hoseok gently held both of his wrists above his head.
Hoseok leaned closer, their faces only inches apart.
When the kiss ended, Yoongi let out a shaky breath.
Hoseok smiled mischievously.
Hoseok
Now that the baby's asleep...
He looked straight into Yoongi's eyes.
Hoseok
Can you spend some time with me?
Yoongi immediately glanced toward the crib.
He pointed toward the sleeping baby.
Yoongi
What if your baby wakes up again?
Hoseok blinked... then raised an eyebrow.
A teasing smile spread across his face.
Hoseok
Are you jealous of your own child?
Yoongi
I am not jealous...
His puffed cheeks and stubborn pout completely betrayed him.
Hoseok couldn't stop smiling.
Hoseok
Then explain that face.
Hoseok
What else am I supposed to do?
Yoongi's gaze drifted toward Hoseok's lips.
The moment he realized it, he quickly looked away.
A confident grin slowly appeared on Hoseok's face.
Hoseok
I'll do as you said, Yoongi.
Yoongi immediately frowned.
Yoongi
I didn't say anything.
He turned his head away, pretending not to care.
Hoseok simply laughed under his breath.
Yoongi stayed silent, refusing to answer.
Hoseok leaned closer again, smiling to himself as Yoongi stubbornly avoided his eyes.
The room fell quiet once more, filled only with their soft breathing... and the peaceful sound of the baby sleeping nearby.
The chaos from earlier had long faded, leaving only the soft glow of the city lights outside the window.
Hoseok and Yoongi lay beneath the messy sheets, still close to each other.
Their baby continued sleeping peacefully in the crib beside the bed, completely unaware of everything that had happened.
Neither of them knew how much time had passed.
Yoongi had already fallen asleep, exhaustion finally catching up to him.
He stared at the ceiling for a while before slowly turning his head toward Yoongi.
The room was so quiet that he could hear Yoongi's gentle breathing.
For this moment...
The mafia.
The danger.
The endless responsibilities.
None of it mattered.
Only the warmth between them felt real.
Hoseok slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
Beside him, Yoongi stirred slightly.
His eyelashes fluttered before he relaxed once again.
Hoseok couldn't stop the small smile that appeared on his face.
After a few more minutes, the last bit of strength left his body.
He settled comfortably beside Yoongi.
Neither of them had enough energy to clean up, change clothes, or even leave the bed.
They were simply exhausted.
Almost without thinking, Hoseok wrapped one arm around Yoongi's waist and gently pulled him closer.
Even in his sleep, Yoongi instinctively moved toward the familiar warmth.
He rested comfortably against Hoseok's chest.
The room fell silent again.
Only two sounds remained...
Their steady breathing.
And the baby's soft breathing from the crib.
Hoseok quietly admired Yoongi's peaceful sleeping face.
A gentle smile curved his lips.
Carefully, he brushed a few loose strands of hair away from Yoongi's forehead.
Then he leaned down and placed a soft kiss there.
Hoseok
(whispering)... I still remember the first time we made love.
A quiet chuckle escaped him.
Hoseok
You were so drunk... and even then you were acting like a top.
He smiled to himself at the memory.
Then he kissed Yoongi's forehead once more.
His arms tightened around him ever so slightly.
Exhaustion finally caught up with Hoseok too.
And the peaceful night embraced all three of them.
A few peaceful days passed.
Little by little, life settled into a comfortable routine.
But something had changed between Hoseok and Yoongi.
They had become much more affectionate than before.
It was as if the two years they had spent apart had left both of them wanting to make up for every lost moment.
Their baby kept them busy almost every night.
Late-night crying...
Sleepless hours...
Interrupted moments...
And plenty of whispered conversations in the dark.
The daytime was much kinder.
Their little one was calm, giving them a chance to breathe.
Whenever Yoongi had even a moment to spare...
He found himself walking toward Hoseok.
Sometimes he sat beside him.
Sometimes he simply stayed close without saying a word.
Being near Hoseok was enough.
Hoseok wasn't any different.
The moment he finished what he was doing, his eyes would naturally search for Yoongi.
If Yoongi was nearby, he would quietly join him.
Neither of them needed a reason anymore.
Every little moment together felt precious.
Whether it was sharing a quiet silence...
Exchanging small smiles... Or simply standing side by side...
Their hearts always seemed to find each other.
After everything they had been through...
Being together like this felt like home.
The bedroom was quiet, wrapped in the soft glow of the evening.
The curtains were drawn, keeping the outside world away.
Hoseok and Yoongi stood close together, sharing a gentle kiss.
For a moment... everything felt peaceful.
Their baby was finally asleep in the crib beside the bed.
Neither of them wanted to pull away.
The baby's cry suddenly echoed through the room.
Yoongi and Hoseok immediately broke the kiss.
He let out a frustrated sigh before getting off the bed.
Carefully, he picked up the crying baby and held her against his chest.
Yoongi
(pouting)... Baby... why do you always do this?
Hoseok couldn't help laughing.
Hoseok
Yoongles, why are you saying that to our baby?
He walked over and smiled at the little girl.
Hoseok
She's only two years old. She just wants your attention.
He looked down at their daughter.
Yoongi
But if anyone else kept bothering me like this...
A small frown appeared on his face.
Yoongi
They'd get the worst punishment imaginable.
Yoongi sat on the bed with the baby on his lap. He quietly began feeding her.
The irritation on his face slowly disappeared.
Instead... his expression became surprisingly gentle.
Yoongi
I never thought my own child would take revenge on me like this.
He lightly played with a few strands of her soft hair.
Hoseok watched the two of them with a warm smile.
Hoseok
I'll go to the kitchen and make something for us.
His eyes never left their daughter.
Hoseok leaned down and kissed Yoongi's forehead.
Then he gently patted the baby's little head.
With one last smile, he left the bedroom.
Silence returned.
The baby slowly became sleepy.
Yoongi carefully lifted her onto his shoulder.
He gently patted her back while walking around the room.
Once she had settled down, he decided to join Hoseok.
He walked toward the bedroom door.
His phone suddenly vibrated.
Yoongi stopped walking.
He looked at the screen.
(A/N: This is how Taehyung look like 👆)
His eyebrows slowly knitted together.
Yoongi
💭(thinking)... Tae...?
It wasn't unusual for Taehyung to call...
But calling this late was.
A strange feeling settled in Yoongi's chest.
Yoongi
📱What happened? You called suddenly.
Taehyung
📱Why are you asking like that, hyung?
Yoongi
📱Because you usually call in the morning.
His voice became quieter.
Yoongi
📱That's why I asked.
He glanced at the sleeping child.
Yoongi
📱If you wanted to talk to the baby... she's asleep.
His tone immediately turned serious.
Taehyung
I called because I need to tell you something important.
Hearing the seriousness in his voice...
Yoongi slowly sat down on a nearby chair.
Taehyung
📱Hyung... an important mission is coming.
Taehyung
📱Your father can't handle it anymore. He's getting old.
Taehyung
📱I didn't know if I should tell Hoseok hyung about it or—
His answer came instantly.
Yoongi
📱Don't tell him. I don't want to drag him into this.
Yoongi
📱If Hoseok gets involved...
His grip on the phone tightened.
Yoongi
📱My enemies will find out he's my husband.
Yoongi
📱They'll find out I have a daughter. I won't let them become targets.
Taehyung
📱But Yoongi hyung... If Hoseok hyung finds out later...
Taehyung
📱He's going to be very upset with you.
Yoongi slowly closed his eyes. A heavy silence filled the room.
A tired sigh escaped his lips.
Yoongi
📱I know. But I don't have another choice.
His voice became almost a whisper.
Yoongi
📱Even if I die during this mission... Hoseok has to stay safe. He has to live...
Yoongi
📱He has to take care of my daughter. She shouldn't become an orphan because of me.
The other end of the call fell silent.
Taehyung
📱😠Do whatever you want, hyung. But don't ever talk like that again.
Taehyung
📱I'm hanging up now. Please be careful...
Taehyung
📱We received information... They're searching for your house too.
Yoongi opened his mouth to answer.
A wave of nausea hit him.
He covered his mouth.
His breathing became uneven.
Unable to say anything else... He ended the call.
Taehyung stared silently at his phone.
Taehyung
💭(thinking)... Hyung...?
Yoongi never ended calls like that.
He always finished with confidence.
Something felt terribly wrong.
Yoongi carefully laid the baby in the middle of the bed.
One hand clutched his stomach.
Without wasting another second...
He hurried into the bathroom.
The bathroom door closed behind him.
After what felt like forever...
The bathroom door finally opened. Yoongi stepped out slowly.
His face had turned completely pale. Cold sweat covered his skin.
Every step looked difficult. He dragged himself back to the bed.
Carefully lying down beside the sleeping baby...
His eyes slowly closed. The exhaustion was simply too much.
Yoongi had fallen into a deep, heavy sleep.
The bedroom door slowly opened.
Hoseok
Baby, the food is ready.
He walked in with a gentle smile. But the moment he reached the bed...
Yoongi was fast asleep. His breathing was slow and steady.
Hoseok looked at him quietly. He didn't want to wake his exhausted husband...
But he also knew Yoongi needed to eat. Especially because he was still feeding their baby.
Hoseok sat down beside him. He gently patted Yoongi's shoulder.
Hoseok
Baby, wake up... You need to eat.
Yoongi shifted slightly. His eyes stayed closed.
A sleepy whine escaped his lips.
Yoongi
I don't want it, Hobi...
His voice remained calm and patient.
Hoseok
You have to eat something.
Instead of answering... Yoongi simply turned his face away and buried himself deeper into the pillow.
Hoseok
*sighed*... Yoonie...
A small smile appeared despite his worry.
He gently shook Yoongi's shoulder a little more.
His voice came out louder than expected.
Even then... His eyes never opened.
Hoseok immediately became serious.
Hoseok
What happened, Yoongi?
Without hesitation, he placed the back of his hand against Yoongi's forehead.
Checking his temperature. Yoongi didn't answer. His breathing slowly became calm again.
He had drifted back into a deep sleep. Hoseok quietly looked at him.
A worried sigh escaped his lips.
Carefully, he adjusted Yoongi into a more comfortable position.
Then he pulled the blanket up over his shoulders.
Hoseok
(whispering)... Sleep well...
His eyes moved to the sleeping baby beside them. A small, tired smile appeared on his face.
Looking at the two of them... His appetite disappeared completely.
(A/N: If you want to read this like Wattpad style, i published in Wattpad too. This is available in YouTube too.)
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Episode 2
The kitchen was filled with the warm aroma of freshly cooked food.
Something simmered quietly on the stove as Hoseok stirred the pot with a wooden spoon.
Yoongi slowly walked into the kitchen. He held his stomach dramatically.
Yoongi
Grrrr... *stomach growled loudly*
Without hesitation, he walked straight to Hoseok.
Wrapping his arms around his own stomach, he looked up with an exaggerated pout.
Yoongi
I'm hungry, Hoseok...
Hoseok turned around, still holding the wooden spoon. He looked at Yoongi with an amused smile.
Hoseok
What should I do if you say you don't want dinner and now you're saying am hungry?
Yoongi
*puffed out his cheeks*... You're so bad.
Hoseok
*chuckled*... Yes, that's why I'm cooking fast because you're hungry,
He turned back to the stove and continued stirring the food.
Yoongi
I know, but now I'm hungry, ...*pout only became bigger*
Yoongi
*let out a dramatic groan*... Please hurry.
Yoongi
*sniffed the air*... The smell of the food is making me even hungrier.
Hoseok opened his mouth to reply.
Yoongi's phone suddenly rang. Both of them looked toward the sound.
Hoseok
Go answer your phone.
Yoongi
*immediately shook his head*... No.
Yoongi
Food first, then everything.
Hoseok
*sighed helplessly*... Go, dear. What if it's your parents... Or Taehyung Or something impor—"
Yoongi cut him off with a huff, throwing his hands up in defeat.
With one last longing look at the food...
He reluctantly turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
Hoseok watched him leave. A gentle smile slowly spread across his face.
Yoongi was still as stubborn as ever.
Still impossible.
Still unbelievably adorable.
Standing alone in the warm kitchen, Hoseok quietly smiled to himself.
He had never imagined that one day...
The feared mafia boss would become the person who pouted over dinner...
Complained about being hungry...
And filled their home with a warmth he never thought he'd have.
Those ordinary moments were more precious than anything else.
Yoongi slowly walked down the long hallway. Every step felt heavy. His body still ached from exhaustion.
The ringing phone echoed through the quiet house. Just as he reached for it—
He sighed and bent down to pick up the phone anyway.
The baby's loud cry suddenly echoed from the living room.
Yoongi immediately turned around. The little girl had woken up on the sofa. She was crying uncontrollably.
Without hesitation, Yoongi hurried over and lifted her into his arms.
He held her securely against his chest and gently patted her back.
Yoongi
(softly)... Oooo... ooo... Papa is here...
Yoongi
*continued rocking her*... Do you want milk, baby?
Realizing she was hungry... Yoongi sat down on the couch. He carefully settled her onto his lap.
He quickly undid the top buttons of his shirt. The impatient little girl immediately leaned toward him, crying even harder.
Yoongi gently fed her. As the baby slowly calmed down... Yoongi leaned back against the sofa.
His eyes closed for a brief moment. Only then did his own hunger remind him...
Yoongi
Grrr... *stomach growled loudly*
The vibration even reached the baby resting against him.
For a while...
Nothing else mattered.
There was only him...
And his daughter.
His phone suddenly rang again. Yoongi slowly reached for it with his free hand.
He answered the call. The moment he saw the caller ID... A small smile appeared on his tired face.
Yoongi
💭(thinking)... Dad...?
His father rarely called him unexpectedly.
Yoongi's Father
📱Y-yoongi... ugghh...
Yoongi's smile disappeared instantly. His body went rigid.
Yoongi
📱Dad, what happened?!😰
Yoongi's Father
📱Yo-ongi...
A painful breath echoed through the phone.
Yoongi's Father
📱Come... to... office... So... soon...
Yoongi
📱What happened— Dad?! DAD!
The call suddenly disconnected. Yoongi stared silently at the phone.
The empty call screen reflected in his eyes. A cold feeling settled deep inside his chest.
Yoongi
💭(thinking)... Something's wrong...
Without another thought... He gently but quickly pulled the baby away.
Startled by the sudden separation...
She burst into tears again. Yoongi hurriedly buttoned up his shirt. His hands trembled. His thoughts were elsewhere.
Hearing the baby's cries... Hoseok rushed into the hall.
Hoseok
What happened, honey?
He stopped the moment he saw them. Confusion filled his face. Yoongi didn't answer. He stood up immediately.
Then carefully—but urgently—placed the crying baby into Hoseok's arms.
Yoongi
I got an important meeting and I need to go.
Hoseok quickly adjusted the baby in his arms. He looked at Yoongi in surprise.
Hoseok
But... you always give milk to baby and leave.
Yoongi's expression remained cold. His mind was already somewhere else.
Yoongi
I have given her as much as she needs,
Yoongi
*voice came out firm*... If she wants more, you give her. I am running out of time.
Before Hoseok could say another word... Yoongi turned around.
His footsteps echoed through the hallway.
The front door closed. Hoseok stood there without moving. The crying baby rested in his arms.
He stared at the closed door...
A strange sense of unease settled over his heart.
He didn't know why... But something felt terribly wrong..
The night was quiet. Outside, darkness covered the windows.
Inside the bedroom... The silence felt heavy.
Hoseok sat on the edge of the bed, tightly holding his phone.
He dialed Yoongi's number again.
Hoseok slowly lowered the phone. Worry continued to grow inside him. He had no idea where Yoongi had gone.
He had called everyone he could think of... But no one answered.
The house felt painfully quiet. Hoseok looked toward the baby sleeping peacefully in his arms.
He let out a tired sigh. Walking over to the crib, he carefully laid her down.
After making sure she was comfortable... He slowly walked into the bathroom.
Moments later...
Shhhhhh...
The sound of running water filled the room.
While Hoseok was in the shower...
The front door quietly opened. Yoongi stepped inside. His movements were slow and heavy.
His clothes were stained with blood. His eyes were red with exhaustion. He stood silently for a moment.
Yoongi
💭(thinking)... I don't want Hobi to see me like this...
He quietly picked up a change of clothes. Instead of entering their bedroom... He walked into the guest room.
The entire house became quiet again. The baby slept peacefully in the crib. Only her soft breathing could be heard.
The bedroom door opened. At the same moment...
The bathroom door opened too. Hoseok stepped out with a towel around his shoulders.
Their eyes met. Neither of them spoke.
Hoseok looked clean and fresh after his shower... But sadness remained in his eyes.
Yoongi looked pale.
Tired.
Emotionally drained.
A long silence passed.
Hoseok
...Is... meeting done?
Yoongi
*couldn't find his voice. He simply nodded*
A small feeling of relief spread through his heart.
Hoseok was still talking to him.
He had been afraid Hoseok wouldn't even look at him after the way he had left.
Another quiet moment passed.
Yoongi lowered his eyes. He stayed silent.
Hoseok
Come and eat, ...*murmured, turning his gaze away*
Yoongi
Hoseok... *voice trembled*
Yoongi
*slowly stepped closer.*...Are you mad at me?
Hoseok didn't answer. He remained completely still.
Yoongi understood the silence. He knew why Hoseok was hurt.
He knew he had left him alone... With a crying child... Without an explanation.
A tear slowly rolled down Yoongi's cheek.
Hoseok quietly looked at him. Seeing Yoongi like this... The anger inside him slowly faded.
Hoseok
*let out a long sigh*
Then gently shook his head.
Hoseok
Ok, come eat. You must be hungry, ...*voice softened*
Without saying anything else... He turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
Yoongi remained standing where he was. His eyes slowly moved toward the crib.
He looked at their sleeping daughter. He couldn't bring himself to leave her behind.
What if she woke up...
And needed him?
Walking over quietly...
Yoongi carefully lifted the sleeping baby into his arms.
Holding her close against his chest... He silently followed Hoseok downstairs.
The warm aroma of freshly cooked food filled the kitchen.
Soft lights reflected off the dark marble counters.
Hoseok stood by the stove, putting the finishing touches on dinner. He quietly hummed to himself.
Yoongi sat with their little daughter resting peacefully on his lap.
They looked like a happy family. But the silence between them told a different story.
Yoongi kept his head lowered.
One tear...
Then another...
They slipped silently down his cheeks. He quickly bit his lip and tried to stop them.
He really tried.
But they wouldn't stop.
Hoseok finished plating the food and turned around.
The smile on his face disappeared.
He froze.
Yoongi was crying.
Not just teary-eyed.
He was silently breaking down.
Hoseok's heart tightened.
In all the years they had been together...
Seeing Yoongi cry like this was incredibly rare.
The moment Yoongi noticed Hoseok looking at him...
His tears fell even faster.
Hoseok immediately placed the plate on the counter and hurried over.
Hoseok
(gently).... Yoongi-ma...Hoseok
Hoseok
It's okay. Don't cry.
He carefully wiped away Yoongi's tears with his thumb.
Then he gently lifted their daughter from Yoongi's lap and settled her against his own chest.
Yoongi quietly fixed his shirt.
Hoseok wrapped one arm around Yoongi. Yoongi instantly leaned into him.
He buried his face against Hoseok's chest. His body trembled. More tears soaked into Hoseok's shirt.
Hoseok simply held him closer. His hand gently rubbed circles across Yoongi's back.
Hoseok
It's okay...(whispering)
Several long minutes passed. Neither of them spoke.
Yoongi's crying slowly stopped. Only his swollen, red eyes remained.
Hoseok picked up the spoon and sat beside him.
Yoongi
*quietly looked away*
Yoongi
No... *slowly shook his head*
His voice was rough from crying.
Hoseok
But I made this for you.
Hoseok gently moved the plate closer.
Hoseok
You didn't even eat this morning.
Yoongi
I'm not in the mood.
Hoseok
What happened to you?... *frowned*
Hoseok
*Worry slowly filled his face*
Hoseok
This morning you were begging me for food.
Hoseok
Now suddenly you don't want any?
Still, there was absolutely no answer.
Hoseok
Did you eat outside?
Hoseok
Or do you not want to eat my cooking?
A trace of hurt slipped into his voice.
Yoongi finally looked up.
Their eyes met.
His stomach was painfully empty.
He hadn't eaten anything since the previous night.
But the guilt weighing on his heart made eating feel impossible.
Watching Hoseok search for answers without knowing the truth only hurt even more.
His voice came out much harsher than he intended.
Yoongi
And I don't want to eat.
He suddenly pushed his chair back.
The room immediately spun around him. His vision blurred. His body finally gave in to the exhaustion.
Before Yoongi could fall...
One arm supported Yoongi's waist.
The other still held their daughter securely.
The sudden movement startled the little girl.
Hoseok didn't know who to help first.
Or the barely conscious Yoongi.
Hoseok
Seriously... (sighing softly)
He carefully lowered Yoongi back into the chair. Then he focused on calming their daughter.
He gently rocked her in his arms while slowly walking around the kitchen.
His thoughts refused to settle.
Hoseok
💭Why is he acting like this?
Nothing made sense.
The tears...
Refusing to eat...
The exhaustion...
The strange behavior...
Only one thought remained.
Yoongi was hiding something.
And whatever it was...
It was hurting him deeply.
Little by little...
The baby's cries faded.
She fell asleep once again.
Hoseok quietly carried her upstairs. He carefully placed her in her crib.
After making sure she was sleeping peacefully...
He returned to the kitchen. Without saying another word... He gently helped Yoongi to his feet.
Supporting his weakened body, he slowly walked him back toward their bedroom.
No matter what was happening... Hoseok had already made up his mind.
He wasn't leaving Yoongi's side for even a single second.
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Episode 3
Soft city lights filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The bedroom was quiet. Only the faint glow from outside filled the room.
Hoseok carefully helped Yoongi onto the bed. He gently pulled the blanket over him.
Then he carefully laid their sleeping daughter beside him.
Hoseok simply stood there. His eyes remained on the two people he loved most.
Normally, he would have fallen asleep the moment his head touched the pillow.
Something felt different. His mind refused to rest.
Hoseok
💭Maybe I should sleep on the couch...
The thought crossed his mind.
Hoseok
💭He probably needs some space...
But another thought immediately followed.
Hoseok
💭He didn't eat anything today.
Hoseok slowly closed his eyes. He knew exactly how painful an empty stomach could be.
With a quiet sigh... He sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes stayed on Yoongi's pale face.
Hoseok immediately looked at him. Yoongi frowned in his sleep.
A thin layer of sweat covered his forehead. His fingers twitched beneath the blanket.
Yoongi
Daddy... don't go...
A painful expression appeared on his face.
Hoseok's brows slowly knitted together.
This wasn't like Yoongi. He never talked in his sleep. He never looked this restless.
Hoseok quietly lay down beside him. He gently wrapped an arm around Yoongi's waist.
Then he carefully guided Yoongi's head onto his chest.
Almost immediately... Yoongi's body relaxed. As if he had finally found somewhere safe.
Hoseok slowly rubbed comforting circles across his back.
Hoseok
It's okay... (whispering)
His voice was soft.
Gentle.
Even though he knew Yoongi couldn't hear him. Minutes passed in silence.
Hoseok never let go.
Little by little...
Yoongi's breathing became calm. The tension disappeared from his face. The nightmare slowly faded away.
Only after making sure Yoongi was finally sleeping peacefully...
Hoseok quietly closed his own eyes.
Holding Yoongi close... He finally drifted off to sleep.
Hoseok slowly opened his eyes.
Something warm was resting against his stomach.
Still half asleep, he looked down.
Their little daughter was sitting between his legs.
Her tiny hands rested on his stomach as she quietly looked around the room.
A smile instantly appeared on Hoseok's face.
Hoseok
Well, hello there... (smiling)
The little girl blinked up at him with curious eyes. Hoseok glanced beside him.
Yoongi was still fast asleep. His head was resting comfortably against Hoseok's chest.
Careful not to wake him...
Hoseok slowly shifted.
He gently lowered Yoongi's head onto the pillow. Then he tucked the blanket around his shoulders.
Only after making sure Yoongi was comfortable...
Hoseok carefully picked up their daughter.
A dull ache ran through one of his arms from staying in the same position all night.
The baby immediately snuggled comfortably against his chest.
Hoseok smiled and kissed her forehead.
Hoseok
(whispering)... What do you want, baby?
The little girl simply stared at him. Hoseok pointed toward the bed.
Hoseok
Look, ...*smile softened"
He gently brushed a few strands of hair away from Yoongi's face.
Hoseok
My little angel should let Papa rest.
The baby suddenly opened her mouth.
(A/N: This is how sope's baby look like 👆)
sope's baby/2 years old
Pa... pa...
Hoseok froze.
His eyes grew wide.
Hoseok
*A huge smile spread across his face*
Hoseok
Did you just say 'Papa'?
The little girl blinked innocently. She had no idea how happy she had just made him.
Hoseok
(laughing quietly)... Wow...
Hoseok
My cutie pie is trying to talk.
The baby immediately stretched both of her tiny arms toward the bed.
sope's baby/2 years old
Pa...pa...
Hoseok looked at Yoongi... then back at her. A quiet chuckle escaped him.
He gently bounced her in his arms.
The little girl puffed out her cheeks. Her tiny lips formed an adorable pout.
Hoseok
*smiled even wider*... Let him sleep, okay?
He kissed her soft, chubby cheek.
Hoseok
We can play together instead.
The baby still reached toward the bed.
sope's baby/2 years old
Pa... pa...
Hoseok laughed quietly. Holding her securely in his arms...
He carefully walked toward the bedroom door. He only wanted one thing...
To let Yoongi rest a little longer.
Sope's house Living room.
The fireplace quietly crackled. Its warm glow filled the spacious living room.
Dark velvet sofas...
Soft rugs...
Everything felt calm and peaceful. Hoseok had come here on purpose.
He wanted Yoongi to sleep without being disturbed.
Hoseok sat with their daughter.
Colorful plushies and tiny rattles were scattered all around them.
He gently shook a small rattle.
He smiled brightly at her.
Hoseok
(whispering)... Look what dada has.
The little girl reached out with her tiny fingers. She tried to grab the toy.
Hoseok
*laughed softly*... Good job.
Hoseok
*picked up another toy*... This one too?
The baby happily babbled as they continued playing.
Time quietly passed.
Then...
The cheerful sounds slowly faded. Her little lips began to tremble.
Hoseok
*immediately noticed*... Hmm...?
The baby frowned. A tiny whimper escaped her lips.
sope's baby/2 years old
WAAAHHH!!... *started crying*
Hoseok
*quickly leaned forward*
Hoseok
(softly)... Shh, shh, it's okay, my little princess,
He carefully lifted her into his arms.
Holding her close against his chest, he gently rocked her from side to side.
He wanted to keep her cries as quiet as possible. So Yoongi could continue sleeping.
Hoseok
You're hungry, aren't you?
The baby continued crying. Without wasting another second... Hoseok hurried out of the living room.
Still gently rocking her in his arms... He made his way toward the kitchen.
Ready to prepare a warm bottle for her.
Soft lights reflected across the dark marble countertops.
The kitchen was completely quiet. Only one sound could be heard...
The gentle rhythm of a baby drinking from her bottle. Hoseok sat at the dining table.
Their little daughter rested comfortably in his arms. He carefully held the bottle while feeding her.
Her tiny eyes slowly opened... Then closed again. She was already half asleep. Hoseok couldn't help smiling.
Hoseok
(softly)... My baby is so cute...
He gently stroked her warm cheek.
Hoseok
Just like your Papa.
The little girl made a sleepy little sound and continued drinking.
Hoseok smiled even more.
Moments like these made everything else disappear.
His phone suddenly vibrated loudly on the table.
Hoseok carefully reached for it, trying not to disturb the sleepy baby.
He looked at the screen.His smile slowly faded.
Caller ID: Mom
Yoongi's mother.
Confusion crossed his face.
Hoseok
💭Why is she calling me at this hour?
Only heavy breathing came from the other end.
Her voice finally broke the silence.
Yoongi's mom
📱"Yoongi's dad is dead."
Yoongi's mom
📱"Come to our house."
Yoongi's mom
📱"Only you and the baby."
Her voice sounded empty.
Broken. Before Hoseok could say anything...
Hoseok
📱"Mom?"... *tried again, his chest tightening*
No answer. The line had already disconnected.
Hoseok slowly lowered the phone. He stared at the table.
Hoseok
💭Yoongi's father... Dead?
The words echoed inside his mind. He couldn't believe it. His hand slowly ran through his hair. He rubbed his forehead.
Hoseok
Shit... *voice was barely a ragged whisper*
Hoseok
What the hell is going on?
Questions flooded his mind.
Hoseok
💭Why did she hang up so quickly?
Hoseok
💭Why did she say only me and the baby?
His grip around the phone tightened.
The question refused to leave him. The more he thought about it...
The more uneasy he felt. Yoongi's strange behavior...
His tears...
Refusing to eat...
The nightmare...
Everything came rushing back.
Hoseok
Something is fishy...
He looked down. Their daughter had already fallen asleep. The bottle rested loosely in her tiny hands.
Hoseok's expression softened. He gently took the bottle away. Then carefully lifted her against his chest.
The little girl instinctively snuggled closer. Hiding her face against his neck. Hoseok quietly held her for a moment.
Then he slowly stood up. Still carrying his sleeping daughter... He left the kitchen.
His destination was clear. The bedroom. He needed to talk to Yoongi.
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