On the morning of March ninth, Yoongi is woken up to the cutest sight of all: his baby girl on her tummy on top of him, grinning her adorable gummy smile and cooing at him. He gasps, smiling, "Hi pretty girl!" He sits up, sitting her up in his lap and cuddling her, "Did you come wake Mommy up on your own?"

"Nope, she had some help," Jooheon laughs, entering the room with a tray of breakfast steak and eggs, a glass of orange juice on the side. He sits the glass on the table by the bed and smiles at his lovely boyfriend, "Happy birthday babe."

He pouts, the literal "UwU" face as he accepts the peck on the lips from his boyfriend, "You made me breakfast?"

"In bed, yes," Jooheon grins, setting the tray right by Yoongi and picking Minseo up. She whines, reaching for Yoongi and he immediately sits her back in his arms, "I'm sorry princess, I forgot you must cuddle mom for a bit in the morning."

Yoongi giggles, kissing her head and cheek, "I love my morning cuddles with my princess."

"They are pretty comfy," Jooheon sits beside Yoongi on the other side of the bed, away from the tray of food, "Is she old enough to try some adult food?"

Yoongi shrugs, "I don't know, I'd like to keep her on breast milk for a while, I hear it helps their brains develop more and actually makes them more intelligent."

Jooheon hums, "Well, add that to the Namjoon genes and she'll probably be the next ruler of the world."

Yoongi rolls his eyes, "That is if she's not having problems with learning when she's older due to being premature when she was born."

"Well, and if she is that can be worked on," Jooheon cuts up a piece of steak and feeds it to Yoongi, who eagerly takes it and moans at the taste, "like it?"

"Who taught you to cook?" Yoongi asks with a mouth full of food, chewing up the nice tender steak.

"My mom before she passed," he smiles sadly, "Hard to believe it's been eight years already."

"She's been dead for eight years," Yoongi frowns, "You never told me that."

"Not an easy subject on how she died," Jooheon laughs it off quietly, cutting up the egg and feeding it to Yoongi, "Dad killed her. As well as my older sister, she was only twenty when I was sixteen and my other sister you know was thirteen."

"So, is he in jail?" Yoongi was starting to worry when Jooheon shakes his head.

"He went to jail, was in it for five years then died in a prison riot. He was stabbing a cop to death and ended up getting shot."

Yoongi's heart breaks for his boyfriend, swallowing the egg, "That's horrible. So that is when you started raising your sister?"

Jooheon nods, "Yep, started writing songs for the rappers of the streets and participated in street fighting. Graduated high school at the age of seventeen, then got the job at the place where I'm at now. Ever since then, I raised my sister and been a father figure to her kid."

Yoongi purses his lips, "You're a good guy babe."

He leans over and pecks Jooheon's lips, Jooheon humming, "I try to be. My mother raised us since my father was gone half the time. She still cared for him, since he had this one mental illness that I can never remember what the name of it was. He was seeing things and shit and they think that's why he killed my mom and sister."

"Schizophrenia?"

Jooheon snaps his fingers, "Yes, that was it," He feeds Yoongi another piece of steak until Minseo leans forward like she's going to eat it. He makes a face at her, kissing the tip of her nose before feeding Yoongi. She frowns at him, her lips pouting almost and she looks at Yoongi with the puppy dog gaze.

He laughs, "Well don't look at me like that, you're too little! You're not even five months yet, goober."

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There wasn't a single knock, all Yoongi hears is the door opening and Jimin stepping through with a cake, "Happy birthday to you!!"

Minseo jumps, looking at door with wide eyes and Yoongi can only laugh, "Did Uncle Jimin scare you?"

She smiles at Jimin, reaching for him as he sets the cake down and comes over to get her, "Happy birthday," he kisses her cheek then turns to Yoongi, "to you!"

Yoongi rolls his eyes, letting Jimin have his moment because if he doesn't he'll complain. Jimin points to Yoongi looking at Minseo, "Tell him Mini, say, 'Happy birthday dear mommy! Happy birthday to you!!'"

He cheers, clapping his hands and Minseo giggles as she watches him. He kisses her cheek again and takes her with him to go get the cake candles ready. Yoongi stands from the couch from Jooheon's warm embrace, and follows him, "Thanks Minie."

"Not a problem," Jimin smiles, "I have some news to tell you."

"I figured since Christmas you were," Yoongi laughs.

"Oh... no that was um the first one," Jimin blushes his tone sounding sad.

"The fir- oh Jiminie," He wraps his arms around his best friend, hugging him, "I'm so sorry."

Jimin nods, his face was full of nothing but sadness, "It's fine. It was really my fault. The day after Christmas I had the miscarriage. I didn't know I was because I was drinking still-" he waves his face to stop the burning tears from escaping, "But it's all good now. I'm pretty sure Jungkook was the father though because me and Tae haven't been intimate until here recently. Now," he smiles, "I'm six weeks along."

Yoongi claps his hands together excitedly, "I'm so happy for you guys! So who's the daddy this time?"

"Tae is. We did some fooling around at school during a break and let's just say he didn't wear a condom so...." he shrugs again, "Jungkook is happy though, he's still upset about the first baby but he knows we'll have another chance to have our own just us two."

Yoongi smiles, chuckling at Minseo who watches Jimin's mouth move as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world, "Babies are great. I'm not having another one for a while though."

"Aww!!" He hears from the living room and rolls his eyes.

"NOPE! Not until Minseo is at least three or four!" Yoongi calls to his boyfriend in the living room then turns his attention back on Jimin who was trying to light the candles without Minseo grabbing the matches. He takes her into his arms, Minseo lays her head on his chest and hums.

"So I take it Seokjin hyung isn't pregnant?" Jimin asks, setting the matches down and stepping aside so Yoongi can blow out the candles.

Yoongi does so, arching his eyebrow, "Where have you been since Christmas?"

"Shutting everyone out on the depression train," Jimin rolls his eyes, "I heard from Namjoon, and he stayed the night with you on Valentine's Day?"

Yoongi sighs, "Unfortunately, but I still got to celebrate with Jooheon and Mini so I can't complain."

Jimin wiggles his eyebrows, "Namjoon also told me you weren't quiet."

Yoongi growls, "He's a fucking dead man I swear."

Jimin laughs, cutting a piece of cake and handing it to Yoongi, scooping some icing up on his finger and placing it in Minseo's mouth. Her eyes widen at the sweet taste of frosting, she bounces in Yoongi's arm and follows Jimin's finger with her mouth when he pulls it away. He giggles, "I don't have anymore baby! Here," he gives her a little more, Minseo then grabbing his finger in her tiny hand and refusing him to take it out of her mouth.

Yoongi rolls his eyes with a laugh, "Mini come on, you can't be eating that stuff yet."

"Sorry hyung, I couldn't resist those adorable brown eyes," Jimin giggles, finally getting his finger back and taking his and Jooheon's plate of cake to the living room.

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After many visits from his friends and loved ones, he lays down with Jooheon and Minseo later that night, they were trying to get Minseo to say a few words.

"Mama," Yoongi articulates, "Can you say, 'Mama?'"

She grins, turning to look at Jooheon and the man just blows raspberries under her chin and made her squeal loudly. Yoongi smiles, "How can you possibly be a Jooheon girl? Has he bribed you?"

Jooheon stands abruptly, rushing to the door, "I'll be back!"

Yoongi narrows his eyes at the door, turning his attention back to Minseo and trying his best to get her to repeat him. All she would do is coo and stuff her hand in her mouth. Jooheon comes back in with a small gift basket, filled with all kinds of his favorite snacks, a bottle of cologne, a bottle of his favorite soda, and a birthday card, "From Minseo, me, my sister, and Jaemin."

Yoongi is touched by the kind gift and takes it in his hands, "Aw thank you," he pecks Jooheon's lips, pointing to his boyfriend's phone on the bed, "Tell her and Jaemin I said thank you also."

Jooehon smiles, laying back down beside Minseo and tickling her. She instantly rolls towards Yoongi, hiding away from his hands as she giggles and squeals. Yoongi pushes her back towards him, he was getting ready to get off the bed and he really didn't want her to roll off the bed.

Jooheon eventually wears her out and Yoongi is forever thankful, placing her in her crib in the spare bedroom. Luckily, Namjoon's week is next week. He crawls back in bed, laying on his stomach and closing his eyes. Jooheon chuckles, "How does it feel to be twenty-six?"

Yoongi groans, "I feel old."

Jooheon turns over on his stomach, wrapping his arm around Yoongi and kisses his head, "You're still beautiful. And maybe I can make you feel young."

Yoongi peeks an eye open at him, "Are you offering me birthday sex? Because if so I accept."

Jooheon laughs, "You're the birthday boy, whatever you want I shall give it to you on a silver platter."

Yoongi was about to smart something off before he pinches his mouth close with his thumb and index finger, "Don't you dare say it. I know what's rolling through your mind you perv."

Yoongi points to him, releasing Jooheon's hold from his lips, "You're the one that's offering your dick to me on my special day! Who's the perv now?!"

"Do you want birthday sex or not dork," Jooheon laughs, his dimples making Yoongi's heart flutter and his eyes disappearing make him soft.

Yoongi rolls over on top of him and kisses him, "Birthday sex me." Let's just say the night ended for Yoongi, blissfully.

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