Shivering, I felt myself wake up. Vaguely I recalled another body that was usually besides me. There's a faint cry coming from down the hall and for a hot second I think 'oh god my house is haunted' but just as I fully awake my memory comes back to me.  With that memory comes a foggy recollection of a man whispering he'll take care of my child. Oh god. My child.

I bolt out of bed and down the hall as my mind starts playing the worst scenario in my head. I round the corner of hall and right before I end my child's room, which I placed so far away from mine because I knew that little butternickel of mine would keep me awake if I didn’t, I heard another shriek. There was a brief moment I wondered if it was my husband’s or my daughter's. Luckily the scene before me wasn’t of my child hanging by her toes with my husband frantically searching for some magical 'off button'.

A pleasant surprise compared to the last time Big Bang's T.O.P decided to try being a father to our newborn child.

It wasn't even the type of cry I thought, she has a huge toothless grin and was trying to grab her father's face. I held back the urge to warn her not to cut herself on that jawline. A ping of regret ran through my mind as I wished I’d grabbed the sketchbook on my bedside to capture the wonder before me. My husband rocking my baby girl back and forth mumbling words of nonsense with a content smile. My daughter now giggling at every sound that escaped her father's throat. She always did prefer her daddy's company to mine. I blame the voice, it was the voice. Finally sick of being on the sidelines, and also determined to earn my worth in my child's heart. I crept over to ruin the moment. Going on my very tip toes I rested my chin on his shoulder. "I thought I told you to keep sleeping" He chuckled lightly while scolding me

And forfeit my spot as favorite parent? I don’t think so.”

He chuckled again and strained his neck to kiss my forehead.

"How could I ever compare to you." he whispered into my ear. I turned my face towards his.

"Don’t you dare try to seduce me with another female in your arms" I fake hurt before I kissed his nose.  Turning on my heels I twirled around him and scooped my daughter into my arms

"We don't need a man do we sweetie. We're strong independent women." Of course she didn't respond to kindly to being torn away from her father and processed to try and push my face away as I tried to kiss her.

Huffing I forfeited her back to a smug dad, who gladly took her into his arms

"Daddy’s girl" I mumbled pouting.  Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Seunghyun whisper something into my girl's ear before I pridefully turned so my back faced them. Moments later there was two pairs of arms engulfing me. The smaller were around my neck. The larger was around my stomach. Melting into the arms of my husband and child I stood there completely satisfied with life. Breaking again to my family's will I turned around and took both my children, big and small back to me bed to sleep together.