❦︎ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ❦︎

𝐎𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐭.3

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬:
~ 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
~ 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

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"He's starting to look like you."

Minho chuckled as he rocked
the baby car seat gently, making
the tiny stars on the mobile
swing and twirl.

Their little son gurgled happily
and reached his small hands out
to grab onto the sparkling silver
moon above him, his big feline
eyes shining so prettily.

"Because of his cheeks?"

"Mhm. And he got your nose,
it's not as sharp as mine."

"I'm still glad he took a lot after you,
he's such a handsome little bean."

Jisung was too focused on the book
in his lap and didn't notice how his
boyfriend was staring at him with
the fondest smile on his face.

But he did when he suddenly looked
up to check on his squealing son.

"Min~
Stop staring.
Look at the bub,
he's collecting stars.
That's much more interesting
than watching me read."

But the brunette shook his head softly.

"I love watching you, Sungie.
You're beautiful, how can I not?
And I can look at Sujinnie later,
he's with me 24/7 but I
rarely see you…"

Even though it was a simple
compliment, to both Minho and
Jisung it meant so much more.

The small ravenette was slowly
doing better but it was a long process,
especially since his body was still
working on getting in a shape Jisung
felt actually comfortable with.

The huge surgery scar was healing
well but it was there on his still
chubby tummy he hated so much.

But he had Minho by his side
who loved him, no matter what.

"Rarely? We meet up almost
every day, weirdo."

Sujin squeaked in agreement
before he looked at his daddy,
his hand now reaching out to him.

"What's wrong, bub?
You want cuddles?"

The tiny boy whined softly and
furrowed his eyebrows as he got
picked up by his dad but when
Minho placed a gentle kiss on his
chubby cheek, he sighed cutely.

"You have such a hard life, little bub.
I know, daddy knows. Is it time
for lunch already? Is that why
you're unhappy, hm?"

Jisung couldn't help but smile softly
at the cute sight, his boyfriend
was truly a great dad.

Sujin always looked so happy and
comfortable in his father's arms.

"Do you want to feed him?"

"Huh?"

But Minho only giggled at the
younger's 'squirrel-in-headlights'
face before he stood up so he could
kneel down beside him.