![]() ![]() he’s sure by the fourth repeat of a song, yoongi’s voice would be completely out (if he tried to sing, that is). How jungkook manages to do it, sometimes, yoongi has no idea. he’s singing a lullaby to her, over and over, tirelessly swaying back and forth. a warm feeling flushes through yoongi at the sight, even though it’s half hidden in darkness and he has to peer to make out the dark shapes of jungkook and hayoung. they should really invest in a rocking chair the kid loves being rocked. yoongi lifts his head to see jungkook holding their baby in the crook of his elbow, a hand on her bottom, slowly rocking back and forth. yoongi shivers at the thought of those bleak nights.Ī moment later, he hears jungkook’s voice crooning in the dark. He doesn’t like to think about when they first adopted hayoung. it’s better than when they first started out, at least. jungkook does things during the day, yoongi knows, but he would like.a full night of sleep. they adopted her when she was two months old, and yet they still don’t have much of a hold on how to help her sleeping patterns. There’s a shifting sound as jungkook gets up from bed to attend to their five month old. he still has work tomorrow - today? - jesus christ. “your daughter,” yoongi’s face is muffled in a pillow. from.no sleep, i mean what, what’s happening.” “oh my god, i feel so tired from not feeling tired. he’s blinking at it, trying to make sense of the world. “oh my god,” jungkook says, up toward the ceiling. he can’t sing for their daughter, because she doesn’t seem to find yoongi’s gruff, sleep-laden voice soothing the way she finds jungkook’s breathy, lilting lullabies. “she only goes to sleep when you sing for her,” he reminds jungkook. yoongi groans and presses his forehead against jungkook’s. ![]() “it’s your turn,” jungkook mutters, and yoongi thinks it must be really bad if it manages to wake his normally “i can sleep through an earthquake and resulting tsunami” husband. he looks cute, admittedly, in one of yoongi’s sweaters scrunching up against his shoulders, but oh god the crying. jungkook is there, curled up into the bedspread, pretending he can’t hear shit for shit. When hayoung’s crying wakes yoongi up again, he groans and flops over to the side.
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