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She chuckled and turned around to face him, wincing a little on the process. "It seems so." Nuzzling her face against the pillow, she smiled and gave a few pats on his leg.
Not missing her wince, he pursed his lips. "You get some rest, okay?" He insisted, sitting back carefully. "I'll be here when you wake up."
Once the baby was handed over, she could yawn and fix her clothes and shrug a little before narrowing her eyes to look at the man. Krystal snorted, tugging on his shirt a bit for him to sit down. "Don't drool too much, appa."
His gaze flicked back to her, just catching the last few words. "Appa." He repeated, slowly taking a seat as he marveled over everything. "I'm an appa. And you're an umma." Jongin said, as if finally realizing this, as he looked up at her with wide eyes.
A small squeal left her lips at his comment, and she covered - or tried to - her pink cheeks, almost dropping the baby. "Oh my god." She gasped, holding it tightly to her chest again. "You need to hold it before I kill it or something."
Rolling his eyes, he reached his arms out for the baby. "You won't kill it." He chuckled, carefully take the small bundle of pink blankets. "You're gonna be a great mom..." Jongin said, his attention quickly being taken away from his girlfriend and onto his new daughter.
Chewing on her lip, she nodded twice and hummed. "I hope she get mom's beauty too."
"Well, when her mom's the prettiest girl ever, there's no doubt that she'll be beautiful." He commented, glancing at Krystal with a small smile.
"Mhmm." Krystal nodded and smiled a bit wider, trying to hold the baby in a better position - or what she thought it was. "You shouldn't distract her, sit down."
He waved off her comment, opting instead to stand in place, too entranced in the small baby. "Ah... Soojin, right?" He said after minute. "That's the name we decided on?"
Rolling her eyes as well, she took the baby and wasn't able to help how her lips curled upwards at the sight of the thing that came out of her. She stared at the baby for a good minute before looking at the nurse and obeying her instructions to feed the baby, only before she looked at the whining creature at her arms aain, this time giggling. "She doesn't has ugly hair like us, look."
He stood to get a better look, his breath hitching. The squirming baby in her arms perfect in his eyes. "Ah... I wouldn't think so." He commented, his voice quiet as he watched. After a minute, a slow smile spread over his lips and he reached forward, finger's finding her tiny hand. "Ah...she's perfect, Krys."
She was about to say something else when the door opened and she gasped loudly, pushing her boyfriend's arm off the bed. "Go, go, hurry and let me feed the thingie before it dies."
He rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything, just watched quietly as she was handed the infant to her. Jongin pursed his lips, craning his neck to get a better look at her. "Lemme see. I wanna see her." He demanded, tugging on the bed sheets.
She still tried to whine, but it wasn't loud and it sounded like a cat so she pouted and pinched his hand. "You're not going to see her first, give up. You might scare her to death."
Quickly pulling his hand away, he couldn't help the quiet laugh. "I will not." Jongin scoffed lightly, his attention being taken away from her when the door opened and a nurse entered, holding a small pink bundle.
