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Minho gently ran his fingers through Jisung's sweaty hair, his other hand cupping the boy's pale cheek.
They said Jisung was going to sleep for a long time but he was able to hear voices and feel any physical contact.
"Sungie"
the ravenette whispered with a sad smile,
"Why did you do that? Hm? You can't just leave me like this.. And Aera, she's your baby. She needs you, you're her papa. You're the only parent she has."
And as if she was agreeing to what Minho said, the tiny girl grunted softly in her sleep.
She'd probably wake up soon, wanting to be fed again and the ravenette felt sorry for the little one.
Aera didn't like the formula, she actually hated it.
And she also didn't really like the bottles at all.
She just wanted her papa's yummy milk, the only true milk in her opinion.
But Jisung couldn't give her what she wanted right now and it broke Minho's heart that he couldn't really calm the little girl since she wouldn't eat properly.
He was right, Aera needed her papa.
"Hi gorgeous"
Minho smiled when the baby began to stir in her sleep, whining softly behind her light blue pacifier with her little nose scrunched up cutely.
A whimper escaped her as she fluttered her pretty eyes open and yawned in tiny making her pacifier fall out of her mouth.
"Oh sweetie, you lost something"
The ravenette chuckled and bent down to pick the little blue item up while tiny Aera started to whine even more, not quite happy about losing it.
Or maybe she was just hungry, it was about time after all.
"It's alright, I'm going to get you a bottle, okay? But you actually have to drink this time, otherwise you'll be hungry again soon."
Minho tried, he really did.
The milk was warm, just the right temperature for her and he also held the small child like he always would.
But no, whenever he placed the rubber part of the bottle between her lips, she'd just cry even more and turn her head away, holding onto his shirt with her tiny hands.
The bottle was new and clean, the milk fresh and especially made for babies at her age so this definitely wasn't the problem.
"Sweetie, you need to drink something else they'll have to feed you with a tube"
Minho smiled sadly as he rocked the crying girl, running his thumb over her tiny fingers that were holding onto his index finger.
Even if Jisung was technically able to give her milk although he was resting, the doctors had forbidden the ravenette to give Aera milk from her papa.
The boy still had too much of the medication he had taken in his blood and also the nicotine from smoking.
Not healthy for a tiny baby.
"We can only try it with the syringe now."
Minho placed the bottle on the small table and took the lid off to get a bit of milk in the syringe.
He really didn't like the idea of feeding Aera somehow forcefully but if she didn't want to eat, he'd have to get some food into her little tummy in a different way.
In the end it wasn't much, barely enough to keep her full for another hour but for now Minho was glad that she wasn't crying anymore.
Tiny Aera was sleeping peacefully again on her papa's chest after the ravenette had placed her there, covered with Jisung's blanket up to her shoulders.
She really slept the best right there, close to her papa listening to his heartbeat and breathing.
