"Oh god" Yoongi felt his cheeks burn when his baby's mouth latched onto his nipple underneath the blanket.

He pulled her back gently and looked down at her guiltily. "I'm sorry, aegi, only umma* has milk for you" he said softly.

"Looks like she's ready to give breastfeeding a go" the nurse smiled at him and he wasn't able to look up right away.

He fixed the blanket so it would cover his naked chest and held his hand to it before making eye contact.

"How is the mom doing?" she asked curiously.

"She's doing much better. I'll ask her doctor if she can come then" he shared and the nurse nodded with a sweet smile.

She took the baby to put her back in the incubator and Yoongi immediately faced away to quickly button up his shirt.

Your little girl could now be held as she could be assisted by a ventilator outside of the incubator. She had been getting intravenous fluids to keep her fed.

"Jagi, how are you feeling?" Yoongi asked peeking from behind the door of your room as he carefully opened it not to startle you.

"I'm doing good, the doctor just came and told me I can most likely leave tomorrow. You missed him just by a few minutes" you smiled brightly at him and he felt warm and fuzzy inside. He was glad you were back to your cheerful self.

"So, aegi latched onto me today" he said shyly and you cooed making it worse.

"Poor baby, how disappointing it must have been" you teased him and he looked bright red and unamused.

"Did the doctor clear you to try and breastfeed her?"

"Yes! Actually that's why he says I should stay today and leave tomorrow. He wants me to have some time with our baby" you replied nodding enthusiastically.

Yoongi helped you sit on a wheelchair and covered you with a blanket before rolling you out of the room to head to the NICU.

"I'm so excited to finally see our baby! I bet the pictures don't do her justice" you clapped your hands in front of you and Yoongi chuckled.

As you walked in the intensive care, your eyes instantly started looking for your baby. You were irrationally afraid that you wouldn't recognize her after a week of not seeing her face to face.

"Here she is" Yoongi announced and you looked in the incubator. Your eyes watered, you were so emotional these days, you generally weren't a crier.

"She's so beautiful. Look at her" you stood on your feet and Yoongi rushed to your side to hold your waist just in case. You'd barely been out of bed these last few days.

"You must be the mom. Congratulations on your baby girl!" another nurse walked up to you two to assist you.

"Thank you" you said softly, your eyes trained on your girl. She had your full attention. "Can I ho-" you started and the nurse was on it before you could finish the sentence.

Yoongi was already showing you the proper way to hold her as you sat back on the chair and she was placed in your arms.

It was heartwarming how he could instruct you. You smiled up at him and quickly pecked him when the nurse wasn't looking.

You caressed your baby's cheek with the back of your hand gently, afraid to scratch her accidentally.

Yoongi held his index up to her hand so she could hold onto it and you giggled. When you looked up at him he smiled a gummy smile at you.

"Help me pull down my gown, please"

"Wait, I'll get you a blanket" he said but you were already impatiently struggling with the sleeve.

"I doubt the nurses haven't seen breasts before, Yoongi" he felt like you were ten times more exposed with the size of them now. He motioned to one of them to bring a blanket anyway.

You delicately held onto the baby's head and brought her close. She instantly held onto you and started sucking. Yoongi was crouching next to you two, smiling fondly.

"Told you I'd bring the food, aegi" he joked and the only reason why you didn't glare at him was because you were too mesmerized by your little girl.

"Aegi, this is umma. Jagi, this is our aegi" he introduced you two and he could have sworn she gave his finger a little squeeze.

You smiled to yourself, your heart melting. Yoongi just seemed to be so comfortable and at ease around his baby girl after all his worrying.

"So you're best buddies now? I feel like I'm third wheeling here" you giggled. Yoongi chuckled and you looked at him, but his eyes were also on the baby.

"Here's the blanket, sir"

"Thank you" Yoongi said and instantly covered your chest with it and the nurse left after checking if you needed anything else. You shook your head at him amused.

"Yah! You might not mind, but I do" he mumbled crouching back down, his cheeks tinted pink.

"Why?" you asked curiously. "Am I embarrassing you?" you challenged him. "Sorry to say I'm gonna be that kind of mom" you raised an eyebrow at him awaiting his answer.

"They are only for aegi and me" he dead-panned looking at you straight in the eye seriously. This time he made you blush.

Yoongi smirked and laid on your shoulder, closing his eyes for a second. He knew his baby was in good hands and there was no need to be alert anymore.

"How long has it been since you had a proper sleep?" you whispered trying not to wake the little girl who had fallen asleep while feeding.

"What do you mean? I slept here the whole week" he mumbled, his cheek squished against you. He didn't even bother raising his head to talk.

"You didn't go home to nap at least?" you asked not knowing how you missed this. You somehow always overlooked details like that.

"No, just dropped by to shower, pick up clothes and such. I spent most of my time either with you or aegi" he explained.

"I hope you didn't give the nurses a hard time. Did they have to drag you out when the visit hours were over each time?"

"The only dad in the NICU? They love me. They call me Suga daddy, I've heard. Did you know some of them are ex-ARMY?" he commented with a stupid smug smile on his face, just to tease you. You wanted to slap it off.

"Wow, we just had a baby, you insolent brat. At least wait until she's a few years old" Yoongi laughed airily and the nurses glared at him. He nodded his head apologetically and covered his mouth.

"What? I find it hilarious, you know I'm only here for my girls, jagi" he looked at his baby and then at you cutely and you pressed your lips together.

"You and your goddamn aegyo" you protested unable to hold back your smile. "You're lucky you're cute" with that you furrowed your eyebrows and looked at him with a little involuntary pout.

You, on the other hand, didn't even have to try to be adorable for him. He thought you just were.

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* Umma is an alternative romanization of the word eomma, which means mom.