Soobin's eyes fluttered open as the first ray of sunlight hit his eyes. He looked over at the digital clock at the nightstand.

6:00 AM.

Soobin took a few seconds to process the time before his eyes widened in panic. Fuck! He was late!

He was about to jump off the bed and dash towards the bathroom downstairs before his eyes fell on the text beside the time.

SATURDAY 6:00 AM.

Ahh...it's the weekend. Free from being the leader of TXT.

He let out a sigh and collapsed back on the bed, about to go back to sleep when two small hands began patting his cheek.

He smiled and turned his head to his left and spoke in a deep, smooth, sleepy tone. "You up, princess?"

His three-month-old baby girl. His daughter, Choi Soorin. She was wide awake, her big almond eyes, which were exactly like Soobin's, stared back at him. She was only three months old, so she could only make babbling sounds.

It had only been three months since his daughter was born.

He was 26, two years older than you, his girlfriend, was 24. You both had been dating for like three years now.

He was the tallest member, had a lean, lanky, and proportionally well-built frame, featuring broad shoulders and long legs that gave him a distinct, model-like silhouette. He has round almond eyes, bunny teeth, and porcelain smooth skin.

The baby wasn't planned. Like at all. Around a year ago, he had accidentally gotten you pregnant. You both were young now and younger then too.

He still remembers the day. how you were panicking and trembling, thinking he might be angry or something at the accidental pregnancy. He wasn't. Cause he was at fault too.

Rather than panicking, the calm and focused leader that he was, he calmed you down and handled the situation. And along with the help of his members and his manager, he was able to sort everything out.

From moving out of his shared dorm with his members to buying a new two-floor spacey modern house(he's an idol so he's rich), he made you move in with him and adjusted his schedule likewise.

And now, after nine months of morning sickness, weird food cravings, feet and back rubbing, came the day of birth.

And damn....he never knew you were SO SO strong. Your tiny hand had squished his large hand SO HARD during labour, he still gets shivers.

And his daughter....god, his members, the whole fandom(MOAs), and both his and your family, all loved her.

He turned to his left side completely, facing his awake daughter and you, who was still cuddled up and asleep.

It had been three months, yet you were still sore from down there and often used frozen pads to ease the....yeah.

He raised his large hand and gently placed it over Soorin's back, covering her entire head and most of her backside. She was so tiny.

Soorin looked JUST like him, a complete carbon copy of her father. From her big almond eyes, porcelain smooth skin, to the shape of her nose and heart-shaped lips, everything matched Soobin's.

Especially the heart-shaped lips. It just ran in Soobin's family genes.

If he thinks about it now....how little had he offered during the whole pregnancy, where you did the actual work of bearing the baby, keeping her safe for nine months, going through 6 hours of labour, and then feeding her with your body.

The only thing he was glad of was that his baby girl, just like his visuals, had also inherited his calm and cool personality. So not much chaos or midnight crying session. He would've felt TERRIBLE if you had to wake up at 3 AM.

No. She was an angel, just like him. A small bunny in a bunny onesie. His baby bunny.

He reached over, wrapped both his large hands around her midsection and lifted her before lying flat on his back and settling her to sit on his broad chest.

"Why are you wide awake at 6 AM? Hmm?" He smiled as he stared up at his baby girl.

Soorin looked down at him and made a soft cooing sound through her heart-shaped pouty lips, her body hunched forward, tiny palms pressed flat against his strong chest, the bunny ears of her onesie tilted downwards.