It's 2 in the afternoon and I'm bouncing Arabella trying to get her calmed down. Jimin had given her a bottle and she burped, I changed her diaper, we changed her clothes, thinking she might just feel hot, but nothing is working. She's been screaming for 20 minutes and I'm starting to get worried.

This can't be good for her at all. Her face is red and splotchy, her breathing is ragged and I'm sure her little throat is hurting now. I'm pacing back and forth while Jimin is googling if we should take her to the doctor and I can't help but glare at the closed bedroom door.

It's been weeks since we buried Jelly and when Joon told us that Jelly's parents threatened to get lawyers involved so they can see Arabella, Kook broke. He had a panic attack and it wasn't until Joon crouched down and had him regulate his breathing that he finally calmed down.

"When the world comes crashing at your feet, Kook, it's okay to let us help pick up the pieces. We are your family, if we are here to take part in your happiness when everything is great, we are also here to share your pain."

When Joon said those words to Kook we all quickly stepped in to reinforce them. We were here for the younger and would help any way we could, but I didn't think it would be like this.

Kook locked himself in their bedroom and hasn't been out for weeks. At first, we thought he needed some time to grieve, so we all stepped up to take care of Arabella, well everyone except Yoongi, who is also hiding at his studio.

But I'm at my breaking point. I've been trying so hard to keep it together for everyone else, that I haven't had time to grieve, it's all starting to weigh on me. I look down at the wailing baby in my arms, who refuses to be soothed by me, and march up to Jimin.

"Take her. I'm going to get him," I say exasperated.

"Jin, don't. He's not ready..." Jimin tries to stop me by holding onto my forearm as he cradles Arabella.

"Who gives a fuck if he's not ready, Jimin! None of us were ready! Jelly wasn't ready! But we can't keep coddling him," I quickly snatch my arm away from him and take a deep breath.

Jimin doesn't deserve my anger, but my blood is boiling. My loud voice only caused Arabella to get more anxious and increase the volume of her screams. My heart's breaking, I've tried to be strong this whole time, but I can't anymore.

"We aren't her father, we aren't replacements, she needs him," my voice grows quiet as I motion to her.

Jimin nods still trying to soothe Arabella. He's got her pressed against his chest as he bounces and paces back and forth.

"Your daddy's coming, Sweet Pea," I say softly kissing the top of her head before walking up the stairs.

I don't bother knocking, I just go in and see him laid out flat on his back. He's not even asleep he's just there staring at the ceiling. I can hear Arabella's loud cries through the closed door, which means he also can.

"What the fuck are you doing, Kook! Don't you hear your daughter?!" I yell as I walk up to the edge of the bed.

My anger comes back full force as I watch him not even bothering to turn and look at me.

"JUNGKOOK!" I shout and he finally blinks and looks at me.

"What Jin?" his voice is hoarse and he looks horrible.

His face looks thin and his body has lost most of his muscle, his hair has grown long past his ears, and his stubble has turned into a full beard. He smells like he hasn't stepped in the shower since the funeral.

"Enough of this, Kook. Don't you hear your daughter?!" I question as I stare down at him.

"She will be alright. Jimin's with her, no?" he says lazily before rolling over on his side turning his back to me.

"Jimin's not her father!" I grab his shoulder and yank him so he's lying on his back again.

"I-I just can't Jin," he chokes out as tears start to slide down the side of his face. He doesn't even bother wiping them, just lets them fall.

"You have to, she needs you," I say softly. "She already lost her mother, she can't lose you too," I sit on the edge of the bed and wipe his tears.

"I can't look at her, Jin. My own daughter breaks my heart every time I see her," he says as he clenches his fist over his chest.

"We are all suffering, Kook. None more than you and Arabella, but you have to get up and try to live, man. For Jelly, she wouldn't want Arabella to be without her father, and she wouldn't want you to be like this..." I motion to his disheveled figure.

"What do I do, Jin? How do I make it through this?" he asks voice strained as he tries to sit up.

"You get out of this room go take care of your daughter and take things one step at a time," I say patting his shoulder.

"What if I'm not enough? I don't know how to raise a daughter. I was kinda counting on Jelly to show me the way," he offers me a weak smile.

I stand from the bed and extend my hand to him. He takes it and I pull him out of the bed. He wobbles a little as he tries to regain his balance. "We will figure it out together as a family, you aren't alone Kook."

He nods and quietly follows me out of the room and down the stairs to his screaming daughter. Jimin is shocked when he sees Kook but doesn't mention his appearance. He hands Arabella to him and Kook looks down at her trying to hold in his tears.

"Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here, up in here," he starts to sing gruffly.

Me and Jimin share a look of complete shock and confusion as we watch him sway Arabella around the room singing a highly inappropriate song to our niece.

"Y'all gon' make me act a fool up in here, up in here. Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here," he continues and Arabella calms and her eyes close before he can even finish the sentence.

He leans down a brushes a kiss against her forehead. "I'm so sorry, Bells."

"Uhh, so glad your back man, but what the hell was that?!" Jimin asks pulling Kook's attention to him.

"We like to be a little hood in this house," he shrugs his shoulders, and a small smile tugs at his lips.

I burst out laughing and before I know it I'm crying. "That's exactly a thing Jelly would say. Disregard me I'm alright," I say crouching down covering my face.

I feel someone crouch down beside me and lean their weight against me. "One step at a time, right Jin?" I hear Kook say.

"Yeah, one step at a time" I agree and Jimin pulls me into a hug as I continue to cry.

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