I’m late, but oh well. Life happened and it was shitty, so I wrote this to cheer myself up and I hope it works for some of you as well. It’s not betad, so the copious mistakes are all mine. A birthday vignette in honor of our beloved muse, Katniss Everdeen. May she never be without her toastbabies, her dandelion in the spring, and plenty of delicious food. RATED M for smut.
She plays in the meadow, twirling and leaping, pretending to have wings like a bird so she can fly. Her father needs only a word, though, to draw her from play and into their chores. The flying girl doesn’t view the chores with distaste at all. She rather enjoys them, especially the moments of free time they get to savor the woods. Like today.
“Come down from that tree, Hummingbird,” the girl’s father calls up to her, his hands cupped around his mouth to amplify the sound. She grins and flips so she’s hanging from the branch by her knees, completely missing her father’s gasp of fear and the handful of running steps he makes towards the base of the tree before her giggle stops him.
“Your Mama’s waiting with your birthday surprise,” he admonishes, the fear of a moment ago making his voice harsher than intended. The girl sobers, hearing the subtle difference, and swings her feet over her head to the branch below before scurrying down the trunk and landing with a soft crunch of leaves, next to her father.
“I’m sorry, Papa,” she whispers, her expression contrite.
“It’s okay, Katniss,” the father says, picking up the girl’s game bag and handing it to her. “But we should get going.”
Your eyes opened softly to the darkness of your bedroom, your hand roaming across the bed to search for your husband. Instead his side of the bed was cold, like he hadn’t been here the whole night. A puzzled look came over you, glancing at the clock it was 3:23 AM. Where was Jimin? Was he sleeping on the sofa? You hadn’t had an argument recently. You didn’t bother to think any further because it was time to feed your daughter, you were a little surprised that she hadn’t woken up crying yet.
You had given birth 2 months ago to healthy baby girl, you and Jimin had taken your relationship slowly. When you found out you were pregnant both of you were expecting it, since you had already been married for a year and a half. Jimin wasn’t the last member to have a baby, but he felt like he was going to be. Walking across the cold floor to your daughter’s nursery, you swore a little forgetting to put your slippers on. Now your feet would be frozen.
Opening up the door, you half expected to see the light on because you’d forgotten to turn it off. Instead the room was dark and a figure was sleeping on the floor. Jimin. You smile at his admiration for sleeping on the floor beside her crib with only a blanket covering him.
You tiptoed over to the crib, seeing that your daughter had her eyes open moving her arms around. “You must be hungry, if you’re awake.” You whisper smiling as you picked her up. You moved over to the rocking chair, positioning her in the right place. You checked a few times, she was latching correctly, before stretching out your leg to kick Jimin.
You heard a low grumble come from him, making you laugh. He opened his eyes, sitting up immediately. His eyes widened when he saw you sitting there, he’d been caught. Usually Jimin would bring her to you every time she needed feeding, you didn’t know this whole time he had just been sleeping beside her.
“Why are you sleeping in here?” You whisper, his hand ruffled through his hair. He stood up giving you a sleepy smile, before kissing you on the forehead gently. He walked out of the room slowly, he was half awake. Poor thing you thought to yourself.
As you thought about it Jimin would be going back to work soon, it would mean he wouldn’t spend as much time with her. He loved watching her throughout the day, even changing the diapers. The job nobody wanted. You knew it would be hard for him to leave her, standing up you carefully walked back to your room with the baby in your arms. You waited for her to finished feeding before you placed her in between you and Jimin, making sure she had enough room before going back to sleep yourself.
Hearing a chuckle come from Jimin’s voice, you opened up your eyes. Your baby was next to you still but Jimin was leaning above her, as she wriggled around her legs and arms. His smile was radiating onto you, as it was pure. His finger caught in her little grip, she had an impressive grip. Jimin locked eyes with you, his smile grew even wider.
“Thank you.” He whispers before pecking you on the lips softly. “She also smiled at me.” You looked down at your daughter? Had she really? You weren’t going to say she’d already smiled at you a few days ago. But you were going to let Jimin have this satisfaction.
“Ah, really. I missed it.” You pouted. Jimin smiled even more, he patted your shoulder in a loving way.
“There’s always next time, jagi.” Jimin chuckles, looking back down at your daughter. His finger was still trapped inside her grip, he would lose his circulation sooner or later. It just made you giggle as you watched them both.
imagine jimin (pocket-sized or life-sized) running towards you with a single rose in his hands. even though there are still a few steps between you and him, you can see his giant smile as he shouts “happy valentines day i love you”
Things that make me happy this week :
-Park Chanyeol sang “all of me”
-Too much baekyeol moments during dome concert
-Faults in Byun Baekhyun was updated n theyre fuckin kiss and thigs got better between baek n yeol
-Kai in oh my baby!