Summary: When Mingi takes up the night shift to calm your baby daughter down.
Warning: Fluff?
A/N: Guess what? ANOTHER FIC THAT IS 5 MONTHS OLD AND WAS SITTING IN DRAFTSSSS YAYYY. But hey, its Mingi's first on this blog so, ta daaa
Mingi may be quite new to the whole world of being a father, but there is one thing he is sure about, and it is that he will try his best to be there for not only his baby daughter but for you too. Just like right now, after pulling you back to bed because it was his turn to take over the night he walked all the way from your shared bedroom to your 4-month old's room, feet dragging along the wooden floor still half asleep as his hand searches for the switch in the bedside sun-shaped lamp you two settled for the night thanks to its low brightness.
"Hello princess..." He starts, eyes half open as his hands reach to take the hand of the crying baby, thumb rubbing small circles in the back of her small fisted hand to soothe her a bit before picking her up, damp cheeks glistening under the dim warm light.
"Don't cry, shh, don't cry sweetheart, daddy's here, everything is going to be okay, it's okay." His voice low and a bit coarse from sleep, settling the baby against his chest as he swerved from side to side, whispering sweet nothings and mumbling some soothing melodies against her bit of hair, leaving a small kiss on her head between sentence and sentence.
"Are you hungry, love?" He asked once her crying had settled a bit, whimpers leaving her small mouth as she opened and closed her mouth against his shirt, staining it with drool in search for food. "Sure thing, let daddy make you a warm bottle and then you'll be all set, okay?" He talked to her, taking her all the way to the kitchen to prepare her bottle as he holds her against his chest with his left arm, still swaying from side to side to pacify her a bit.
"And a bit of this..." he chanted, shaking the small bottle as he made his way back to her room, letting the bottle at the white side table as he shuffled her in his arms and sat down the chair you two had, ready to feed her very usually hungry daughter. "... and there you go, bon Appetit." He said, smiling utterly in love with his daughter, watching as her small hands go to hold the one of his that has the bottle.
"I don't know if you inherited mommy's appetite or mine, but aren't you a hungry baby, huh." He whispers, rocking in the chair as she finishes the bottle, tired eyes closing for some seconds to regain some energy of the lost sleep both you and him had been craving ever since you entered your last month of pregnancy. "Of course you wouldn't have dinner just to be hungry at midnight, very L/N from you, love." He smiled as she laughed against the bottle, his face coming down to kiss her forehead again, making her eyes smile.
After a while of rocking back and forth she released the now empty bottle with a pop before Mingi sat her up, patting her back gently to release any colic she may have until she burped it out.
"Oh, you're done now? Okay, so now is time for you to sleep again." He smiled, rocking back and forth in the chair, eyes glued on her big innocent eyes that stared into him, a small smile in her face as Mingi mumbled the lyrics to her favorite song, 24 to 25 by Stray Kids, to which he felt a little betrayed but it still was a good song and was without a doubt the one that made her sleep sooner, what he blamed on the amount of time you played that song during the last months of your pregnancy, but not that he is complaining.
As she fell asleep once again in his arms, he let her on her crib and put her blanket over her once again, slowly and silently going back to you, getting under the soft blanket and letting an arm fall over your sleeping form before leaving a small kiss on the back of your neck.
"Thank you, Y/N, for loving me and giving me a family." He whispered just as he dozed off rather quickly with you in his arms and his sleeping daughter on the room next door, what else could he ask for in life.
This is a work of fiction, people mentioned or involved are actual human beings and none of this work is based on actual facts over the celebrities mentioned nor is intented to portray them in a realistic way.
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