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"Do you already have
a name for her?"

Minho smiled softly at how
Jisung was resting on his bed,
his newborn daughter sleeping
peacefully on his chest with her
cheekie squished on his warm skin.

"Y-yeah.."

The younger turned his head a bit
without disturbing the baby's sleep,
returning the soft smile before
looking back at his child.











"Aera."










"That's such a beautiful name.
It really fits her."

In all honesty Jisung hadn't
really thought about any baby
names during his whole pregnancy
but he had always loved that name.

And after seeing her for the first
time he knew that it just simply fit.

She was cute,
there was no way to deny that.

Her big eyes she got from Jisung,
her soft chubby baby cheeks,
her little nose.

Everything about her was so tiny.

Tiny hands, tiny feet,
even her tiny ears were adorable.

But one thing the boy couldn't
ignore was her fluff of slightly
curly hair.






She had curly hair just
like her other father.

And even if Jisung didn't want to,
it still made his heart ache at
all the memories.

He couldn't stop them
from flooding his mind,
making him forget about
every short happiness.


"Should I put her back
in her bassinet?
You need to rest as well,
your body needs sleep to recover"

Minho whispered softly as he
noticed the younger stifling a yawn.

"Yes please."

The tiny girl whined slightly
when she got picked up,
her little hands subconsciously
grabbing towards Jisung but she
immediately calmed down when
the ravenette laid her in her bassinet,
covering her with her blanket
and stroking her head.

Minho's eyes sparkled watching
her sleep so peacefully and he
loved the feeling of her soft
hair against his palm.

For a moment he almost forgot
that this wasn't his little girl he
was looking at.

Almost.





Jisung was already drifting
off to sleep again when the
older sat beside him, cooing
quietly at how cute he looked
with his cheek squished
on the pillow.

"I'll drive home for a bit
to get a few things for you two,
feed Soonie and also take a shower,
okay?

If there's anything wrong,
just press the red button like
the nurse had shown you,
don't hesitate, alright?"

The younger nodded barely
noticeable but whined and
grabbed onto Minho's hoodie
when he was about to stand up.

"What is it Sungie, hm?"

But instead of giving an answer,
Jisung just pouted at the ravenette
with big sad eyes.

And it was only when Minho
leaned down, kissed his forehead
and caressed his hair for a bit,
the boy finally fell into a
deep peaceful slumber.





But in contrast to him the older
had gotten restless after leaving
the hospital.

His thoughts and emotions
were mixed and all over the place,
it was only now when it dawned
on him that Jisung's baby was
actually here now.

She was here,
healthy and alive.

Ready to go home in a few days.

But how would everything
go after that?


He didn't even know if the
boy actually wanted to stay
with him forever, why would
he want that though?

Maybe he wanted to move
out one day to live alone with
his daughter.

Maybe one day he'd find
a partner who would treat
him like he deserved.

Jisung had his own life,
Minho was just there to help
him back on track temporarily.

Maybe one day he wouldn't
need the ravenette anymore.

Maybe one day Minho
would be all alone again,
left with that hole in his heart
that'd probably eat him
alive eventually.

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