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It was already way past two in the morning when Jaebum reached over the bar, shoving one brimful glass towards Jinyoung while claiming a second one as his own.
“You know… Mai Tai has never been my favorite.” Jinyoung called so that Jaebum could hear him despite the almost deafening music booming through the club, drowning the drunk talking of all the other people around.
“Then why are you drinking it?” Jaebum laughed, clumsily fumbling for the straw to take a sip.
Shrugging, Jinyoung did the same. “I don’t even know. Guess it’s the positive memory.”
“This is your third one tonight.” Jaebum stated after a short moment of counting in his already fuzzy mind. No, he wouldn't exclude the two of them from the drunk talking.
“So?” Jinyoung laughed before sucking on his straw, looking down as he let his finger run along the cocktail section of the menu lying next to them. “Though I guess I'll take a Blowjob next.”
Jaebum almost choked on his drink, hearing the last word falling from his lover’s lips. The lack of oxygen, the heat and the stage smoke multiplying the dulling effect of the alcohol already circulating in his system, making his mind wander into the gutter immediately. That, and Jinyoung looking absolutely flawless tonight. He let the straw fall from his lips, licking them before smirking at the younger. “Wanna head to the bathroom for that or…?”
Jinyoung grinned, straw temptingly stuck between his teeth before he let go of it as well, leaning closer towards the red-haired to catch up to his game. “Why asking? Would you prefer going down on me right here on the spot?” he giggled into Jaebum’s ear. The elder groaned at that, putting his glass onto the bar next to him before stepping closer towards Jinyoung, forcing the latter's back against the edge of the wooden surface. Still grinning, Jinyoung also put his glass aside, allowing Jaebum to trap him by leaning in.
“If you keep suggesting things like that, we won’t even make it to the bathroom.” the elder winked at him before capturing his lips between his own. Jinyoung sighed into the kiss, instinctively wrapping his arms around Jaebum’s neck to pull him closer, licking his lips with relish. Jaebum let his hands slide to Jinyoung’s butt, making the younger wiggle into his touch which forced their hips together. The elder groaned in both, desperation and pleasure, not bothering to hold himself back as he rocked into his boyfriend's crotch with a little more intensity, searching for even more friction than his tightening boxers and jeans provided at the moment.
“Jesus, that’s what the toilet stalls are for!” a high-pitched voice suddenly shouted behind them, making them jump apart while simultaneously rolling their eyes. Jaebum fell back against the bar as well, supporting himself with his elbows on the wooden surface while bending his right knee, the bottom of his shoe pressed against the foot of the bar behind him.
“Like you’re the one to talk, Jackson.” Jinyoung muttered, watching a giggly Mark throwing his arms around Jackson’s broad shoulders from the back as if he was about to jump up for a piggyback ride.
“Not complaining, just suggesting.” Jackson winked. “By the way… where is the birthday boy? We gotta drink a toast to him.” He then grabbed Jinyoung’s cocktail to take a sip before calling the bartender. “I’m having what he’s having!” he told him, trying to point at Jinyoung who shifted awkwardly in his place, not wanting to copy Jaebum's pose but not yet knowing what else to do to hide his growing boner from their nosy friends.
Yet, Jackson was too dizzy to point straight and so his finger landed on the tall, black-haired boy walking up to them.
“I won’t share my boyfriend with you!” YuGyeom stated, finding Jackson's finger on him as he was coming back from wherever he and BamBam had been. Not that anyone really wanted to question that. The latter was standing a step behind him, his left hand tightly holding onto YuGyeom’s while his right was fixing the younger’s hair.
“There! There’s the birthday boy!” Jackson called after the barkeeper. “Can we get a free drink for the birthday boy? His birthday was on Wednesday.”
The barkeeper just ignored the yelling male while mixing his Mai Tai.
“Jacks!” Mark shrieked, clasping his hand over his boyfriend’s mouth. As he let go again, Jackson sent BamBam an apologetic glance.
“Sorry, bro. I know I’ve only met you today, but I really wanted to treat you to free booze. You’re a great dude. Jaebum here owes you so much and of course, Jinyoung does too.” Said boys hissed in pain as Jackson clapped their shoulders with way too much enthusiasm before continuing his speech the same way. “Without you, they would’ve never met to create such a beautiful, beautiful love. Because of you being such a caring friend to Jaebum, he could let go for a night and-“
“Thank you, Jackson, I think that’s enough.” Jinyoung stopped his friend by pressing his index finger against his lips while everyone else was laughing at the boy’s heartfelt but extremely alcohol influenced speech.
“I found it endearing.” Jaebum commented, putting his arm around Jinyoung’s shoulders before reaching for his drink again, lifting it. “To BamBam, because without his determination to get me laid, we wouldn’t be here right now. Happy Birthday again.”
Now also laughing, Jinyoung shrugged, also grabbing his glass from the bar behind him. “Alright, to BamBam!”
“To BamBam~” Mark and Jackson whooped in unison, the younger losing his balance stumbling a bit backwards as Mark pulled him closer to his chest.
“To you, baby. Happy Birthday!” With a smirk on his face, YuGyeom draped BamBam’s arm around his neck, keeping their fingers intertwined before pulling the blonde into a kiss. The other four broke into loud cheers.
“By the way… where’s YoungJae the 'lil loverboy?” Jackson suddenly asked after downing a huge gulp of the cocktail in his hand and squinted through the dimly lit and crowded place, trying to find his friend somewhere but Jinyoung patted his shoulder.
“No need to try. He already dumped us for his girlfriend.” he laughed.
“Whaaat?” Mark cried. “Damn, I missed the show.”
“Wasn’t much to see.” Jaebum chuckled. “They were in a hurry.”
Jinyoung leaned over Jaebum to put his already half empty glass back onto the bar while breathing a “Relatable…” into his ear. The elder gulped.
“Ay... they better take it slow. Yoonhee's cute and everything but I don't need another friend with a child yet.” Jackson whined, wildly waving his arms through the stuffy air.
“Thank you very much!” Jinyoung gasped, turning away from Jaebum again to glare at his friend.
Mark giggled once more. “Jacks' here is just disappointed that he didn't get me pregnant yet even though he's trying so hard.”
“Do you guys even hear yourselves talking when you're drunk?” Jinyoung deadpanned, resulting in Jackson turning to hug his boyfriend in a protective way.
“Come on, Jinyoung.” Jackson called. “You know we love Yoonhee. Look, even YoungJae admitted that she snatched his heart in a second.”
“Yoonhee snatches everyone’s heart in a second.” BamBam chimed in, looking at his boyfriend before grinning at Jaebum whose chest swelled a little in pride.
“Oh, calm down.” Jinyoung laughed, nudging his shoulder against his lover’s before grabbing his hand. “Tonight isn’t about the little one!”
“I know, I know” Jaebum laughed, not even bothering to put his drink onto the bar as he spun the younger around, slinging his right arm around him in the process. “Let's dance.” he then purred into his ear, sending shivers down Jinyoung's spine. The latter smirked at him, nodding as he let Jaebum lead him through the crowd of people, closer towards the dance floor, away from their, once again, loudly cheering friends.
“Is it just me being dizzy or were you in a hurry to get away from the guys?” Jinyoung asked, winking suggestively as soon as Jaebum stopped and turned him around once more.
“I guess it's a bit of both.” Jaebum smirked before leaning closer, putting his arms over the younger's shoulders, holding the cocktail glass up behind his back with both hands. “Since they interrupted us...”
Jinyoung grinned. He let his hands wander towards Jaebum's waist, clutching the elder's shirt on both sides to force their bodies closer again.
Seconds later, they found themselves in the continuation of their make out session from earlier. Jaebum had captured Jinyoung's lips in a heated kiss that tasted like liquor and lust and maybe a bit of love.
Scratch that. It tasted like a whole lot of love but in that moment, they decided to focus on the sexual component of their actions as they moved against each other, barely hitting the beat of the music by now since chasing the warmth and friction of each other's bodies has become their number one priority. The amount of people dancing around them was long forgotten as Jinyoung let out a lewd moan, throwing his head back in pleasure caused by Jaebum's thigh continuously rubbing against his crotch.
Smirking, the elder used his chance to press his lips onto Jinyoung's neck which was temptingly shimmering in sweat. He left butterfly kisses all the way down towards the black-haired's collarbone until he was met with the fabric of Jinyoung's checked flannel. Jaebum groaned a bit in frustration with his boyfriend's favorite piece of clothing being in the way. He unwrapped his arms from around Jinyoung's shoulders, now holding the half-filled cocktail glass between the two of them. Jinyoung smirked before sucking the straw between his already swollen lips, taking a sip right before kissing Jaebum again. The latter grinned into the kiss while using the index finger of the hand he's holding the cold glass with to finally shove Jinyoung's shirt down his shoulder. Jinyoung shivered as the almost icy condensation water dropped down from Jaebum's fingertip to his burning skin.
“Gosh...” he panted as they broke the kiss to catch their breaths, one hand flying up to grab Jaebum's hair while the other was now tightly pressed against his ass as he pushed his hips forward again. But that's when they suddenly stumbled apart due to a strong push from the side.
“Fuck!” Jaebum groaned, holding his dripping left hand with the now almost empty cocktail glass further away.
“Sorry~” someone called from somewhere in the crowd next to them but they couldn't quite make out who exactly it was.
Swearing under his breath, Jinyoung started to rub the sleeve of his slightly displaced flannel over the wet stain on the inner side of his upper thigh, trying to get rid of the sticky liquor seeping through his jeans. Still holding the glass up, Jaebum swallowed hard as he watched his boyfriend's useless action. Useless, when it came to removing the stain at least. When it came to Jaebum getting turned on even more, it did its job just perfectly.
“Babe...” the latter mumbled after clearing his throat once but the younger couldn't hear him so he stepped towards him again, grabbing his wrist to stop him from doing that. “Babe, that won't help.”
“Damn this...” Jinyoung muttered, barely loud enough for Jaebum to hear, before looking up at the elder whose gray t-shirt was also stained, clinging to his body at some parts. Again, Jaebum had to swallow because of the intensity his lover's glance seemed to have, peeking through the slightly damp bangs hanging in front of his eyes. “It's all... sticky... and wet!” Jinyoung then whined, making Jaebum snap back into reality.
He suppressed a chuckle realizing how the younger was slurring his words by now, the southern accent of his home town coming through a bit. Jinyoung rolled his eyes before sneaking his arms back around his neck, about to kiss him again but Jaebum leaned away.
“That's what I wanted tonight to end like anyways.” the latter then spoke into his ear, his deep voice only audible for Jinyoung.
“Oh god, Jaebum!” he groaned, burying his face into the crook of his lover's neck. “I'm really drunk and horny enough to get off on a statement like that!”
“Tell me about it!” Jaebum laughed “Head home and fuck?”
“Yes please!” Jinyoung blurted out as if he's been holding his breath until Jaebum finally said what was on his mind. “Let's bring back this stupid glass and tell the others...”
Jaebum just looked at him, slightly confused as they stepped apart. “That we're having sex?”
“No! That we're going home!” Jinyoung laughed, circling his arm around Jaebum's waist to shove his hand into the left back pocket of the elder's jeans before they pushed themselves through the dancing crowd again, way more hurried than earlier.
The door fell shut behind them with a loud thud, not that they cared about waking up the whole apartment complex at that moment.
Jinyoung let out another shamelessly lewd sound as Jaebum pushed him up against the nearest wall, kissing him hungrily, relieved to finally be able to go on with their session after a painfully long taxi ride full of sneaky hands, muffled moans and nervous glances through the rear view mirror from a seemingly distressed driver. Jaebum had almost felt pity for him. Almost. If it hadn't been for Jinyoung boldly stroking him through his tight, cocktail-sticky jeans in the backseat.
“Bedroom? Living room? Kitchen? Or... right here?” He breathed into the younger's ear after breaking the kiss for a second, the depth of his voice eliciting another groan from Jinyoung.
“Boy... we've got a brand new, king sized bed, a brand new couch, an almost untouched kitchen that still smells like fresh paint and a kid that's living here, too. What do you think?” The latter chuckled in between soft pants while grabbing Jaebum's wrists, forcing him to step back to let himself out of the corner the elder had trapped him into.
“Shhh~” Jaebum hissed, eyes widened at the mention of Yoonhee. He quickly tried shake the thoughts of his daughter away while Jinyoung used this chance to push past him completely, spinning him around in the process before clashing their bodies together again.
Jaebum was stumbling into the touch because the fast movement triggered the already present dizziness inside of his head to become stronger. Jinyoung giggled against his lips as he, too, swayed backwards a bit, pulling Jaebum along with him until his heels hit something big and heavy on the floor behind him. He gasped loudly in surprise, wobbling dangerously in his place.
“Careful there.” Jaebum breathed, grabbing Jinyoung's waist to stop him from falling over. They stayed like that for a split of a second, barely seeing but still staring at each other, almost cross eyed, the tips of their noses slightly touching as Jinyoung suddenly started giggling again. “What?”
“This is waaay too familiar.” the younger chuckled. “Everything about it.”
Only then, Jaebum realized their position, processed everything that happened during the past hour. “Wow.” he laughed before tilting his head to the side a bit, faintly brushing his lips over Jinyoung's. “I like it better though... today, I mean.”
“Why's that?” Jinyoung asked with a playful smirk, bringing one hand up to grab Jaebum's hair again. “Cause you know for sure that I'll still be here in the morning? And the morning after...?”
“That, too.” Jaebum purred, shoving his hands down the small of the younger's back until he stroked his jeans-clad butt, groping it gently. “But I was thinking of not having to carry you to the bedroom. You know the way this time.”
With another loud gasp, Jinyoung wiggled himself out of his boyfriend's hold, causing the other to ball his hands into fists, hanging his head low while letting out a frustrated sigh. Just how drunk was he to let his lover escape his grip like that?
“You're sulking now? Really?” the younger then chuckled, while walking backwards to the end of the hallway where the bedroom was located and leaned against the door frame, patting the still damp and sticky spot on his right thigh. “I found the bedroom. Now come here!”
Jaebum then grinned, no need to be told twice as he walked up to his boyfriend and pushed him into the bedroom, onto the king sized bed.
They were quick to get rid of their clothes, quick to lose themselves in each other, quick to make a sweaty mess out of the freshly washed sheets as they lost all sense of time, unaware of the nearing sunrise behind the closed curtains of their bedroom.
Jinyoung didn't care about keeping it down as he found himself in Jaebum's lap, fucking himself onto the elder's cock with his legs tightly wrapped around his waist and Jaebum didn't care about keeping it down as Jinyoung was buried deep inside of him as they came undone together for the second or the third time... or the fourth.
***
“YAH! Park Jinyoung!” Jackson yelled, making the black-haired male cringe and hold the phone away from his ear a bit. “Why weren't you answering your phone?”
“I'm sorry, Jackson. I was at work.”
“Tsk... whatever you're calling work. Mark told me that whenever he comes to buy a new book, all you do is reading children's books in a corner of the shop. And I bet when Jaebum's there, you're both groping each other behind the shelves cause you can't do that at home.” Jackson laughed, making Jinyoung gasp loudly and almost step into a big puddle right in front of him. He pulled the hood of his dark blue pullover over his head and looked up at the leaking sky, narrowing his eyes to prevent the raindrops from blurring his vision. Of course the rain had to start as soon as he left the shop, washing away all the remaining cherry blossoms of the spring season. Now it was obvious that summer was about to start soon.
“Okay so first of all we're not like you and Mark. We're keeping our PDA at bay and we especially don't perform such kinda things at our working place. And then, I do work there. I'm cleaning the shelves, selling books, buying new ones...”
“Yeah whatever you say, the scenes I witnessed on Saturday must've been my imagination, right? ... Anyways! I'm calling cause I wanted to give you an update on YoungJae's date from the club.”
“Thank you Jackson, but I think he's capable of telling me himself later.” Jinyoung rolled his eyes and even though they were on the phone, he tried to make sure Jackson heard him doing so.
But apparently, the latter didn't or at least ignored it as he just continued to babble. “I wouldn't be too sure about that. They're probably fucking each other's brains out right now. Sounds like it, if you ask me... Can you believe that girl hasn't left our place since Saturday night?”
“Oh my goodness!” Jinyoung groaned. “Can't you at least show some decency and leave the apartment yourself so that they can have some privacy?”
“They didn't ask for it.” Jackson defended himself. “Plus, you didn't leave the apartment either when Mark and I wanted some privacy.”
“Well because I was actually living there and didn't want to spend my nights on the streets of Seoul. And I always left when you asked me to or when things got too heavy... For my own sanity.”
“... Anyways! I didn't know our YoungJae is such a wild o-”
“Bye, Jackson!” Jinyoung screeched and hung up the phone before he could hear any more unwanted information about his best friend's bedroom activities.
Yet, only a few seconds later, his phone rang again.
He groaned and picked up without looking at the caller ID as the rain got a bit heaver and he didn't want to flood the screen by exposing it to the weather. “Gosh boy, can you please stop?!”
“YAH! PARK JINYOUNG! Who do you think you are, talking to your mother like that!”
“Sorry, mom.” Jinyoung called, eyes widened in shock. “I thought it's Jackson calling.”
“Since when am I Jackson?” she then laughed. “Also, he's still older than you. Show some respect, son.”
“Sure, mom.” Jinyoung sighed, now rolling his eyes in amusement.
“And while I'm already nagging... why did you even pick up your phone? Aren't you at work?”
“Why calling me when you don't want me to pick up?” Jinyoung wondered.
“I just wanted to make sure you're doing a good job earning money. Remember you've got a daughter and a husband to feed.”
“Mom!” Jinyoung gasped. “How many times do I have to tell you that: We're not and won't be married. Plus, Jaebum's working too. We're fine. I actually just got off from the bookstore to pick Yoonhee up from kindergarten.” As soon as these words left his mouth, Jinyoung couldn't help but grin to himself.
“Never say never, son.” his mother said and it was almost possible for him to hear her wink. “Just make sure to find a good job after finishing your studies in summer but I'm repeating myself... Anyways, I was calling because Yoonhee forgot Mr. Rabbit's bow tie at my house. I just found it underneath the couch. Maybe she's missing it.”
“Mr. Rabbit has a bow tie?” Jinyoung wondered.
Now his mother was laughing again. “I made it 'cause Yoonhee saw a rabbit with a bow tie at the mall on Saturday and she found it so cute that I just had to do it.”
“Obviously, nobody can say no to her puppy eyes.” Jinyoung confirmed, pushing his phone further underneath the hood to shield it from the rain as he hopped over a small puddle.
“Jaebum really did an amazing job raising her so far.” his mother then said.
“Yes he did...” Jinyoung smiled again, remembering how easy the past few months had been. It was everything but stressful like he feared in the beginning. Looking back, he actually felt stupid for almost giving up on Jaebum because of the cute, bubbly girl that came with him, for thinking that he wasn't made to live in Jaebum's world. He realized that he was quite wrong and that now, he was enjoying that world. Their world.
“Oh and Jinyoung? You're not gonna tell me how you and Jaebum spent your free weekend, am I right?” There was the audible wink again, quickly ripping him out of his cheesy thoughts.
“Actually...” Jinyoung started, trying to hold his laughter because of the white lie he was about to present to his mother. “We stayed at home and I studied for my upcoming exams. Jaebum helped me...”
It's not like he expected her to believe that.
“I hope you're well prepared then.” she said and Jinyoung tried to ignore the wink he heard this time as he took the last steps towards the heavy glass door that was decorated with little spring motives like flowers, butterflies and bunnies, shining through the raindrops on.
“I'm sure I am. But mom, I gotta hang up now.” He shoved the hood off his head, fixing his wet fringe with his free hand. “Bye bye~”
“Bye, sweetheart~ and say hi to your husband and daughter.”
“Mom!” Jinyoung whined but his mother had already ended the call. He laughed to himself, shaking some more water out of his hair and off his leather jacket before walking through the second wing door. As soon as he stepped in, he was surrounded by the sound of chattering children and the unique mixed smell of cookies and craft glue. Jinyoung took a deep breath before making his way down the hallway, secretly missing the possibility to grab Jaebum's hand while doing so.
Today didn't mark his first time entering the kindergarten. But it was his first time picking up Yoonhee without his boyfriend by his side. He grinned to himself again, thinking how ironic it was, that it was his own idea. Strolling past the doors left and right, he peeked into every room, trying to find the little girl somewhere.
“Oh hello.” one of the teachers greeted him with a friendly smile. She was watching over a few children, sprawled out on the floor while drawing pictures with colorful crayons. “I think I've seen Yoonhee in the Lego room. By the way the dress she's wearing today is super cute, really.”
“Thanks.” Jinyoung grinned. “But knowing Yoonhee, she was already knee deep in the sandbox earlier, not caring about her dress.”
The teacher laughed. “What shall I say? I tried to stop her but she wouldn't let me. Anyways, have a nice afternoon then. And please say hi to your boyfriend. Sorry about the dress, though...”
“Really, don't worry about it.” Jinyoung said, now also chuckling as he really knew the little girl too well by now. “But thanks for the hint.” With that, he exited the room again.
And of course it was the last room down the hallway, where Yoonhee and Minah sat on the floor, building a Lego house. Jinyoung walked up to them, about to make himself noticeable when he suddenly stopped in his tracks. A little boy sitting on the other side of the room looked like he was about to holler out that someone came to pick Yoonhee up but Jinyoung quickly silenced him by pressing his finger onto his lips. The boy nodded hastily before going back to play with his Lego car and Jinyoung turned around again, taking another step towards Yoonhee and Minah. He didn't know what the girls' previous conversation was about but what he heard made him break into a wide grin.
Yoonhee was twirling one of her braids as she spoke up again. “My papa is also great. He is super smart and he can make me look like Anna. Oh and he is really good at reading stories!”
“I'm flattered, little one.” Jinyoung then chuckled while crouching down next to the girls, not bothering to cover his smile with his hand like he usually did.
“Papa!!” Yoonhee called, dropping the colorful bricks she's had in her free hand as she jumped up and threw her short arms around him, making Jinyoung sway a bit backwards.
She has been calling him papa for a few months already, but he still felt a bit of pride swelling up inside of him. If being her second daddy was great, then the moment he got upgraded to be her papa was almost overwhelming. Her reasoning was simple: second daddy was just too long, but in that moment, even Jaebum had laughed at the ridiculously happy smile on Jinyoung's face before the four of them, including Mr. Rabbit, broke into a family hug.
“Hey there.” Jinyoung grinned, ruffling her hair. “Ready to go home?”
Yoonhee nodded quickly. “But first you have to see the house I made!”
“Okay, okay.” Jinyoung laughed, looking down at the Lego building in front of them.
“See? It looks like our new house. This is my room and this is yours and daddy's room and there is the living room and here is the kitchen.” Yoonhee pointed at the different rooms.
“You're right. It looks good.” Jinyoung said, ruffling her hair again before getting up from his crouching position again. Seeing how excited Yoonhee was about their new apartment, he remembered his mission again. The reason why he was currently sitting in the kindergarten's Lego room without Jaebum by his side. “Now come. Daddy's cooking today. I think I heard something about noodles...”
“Yay, noodles!” Yoonhee exclaimed and hopped onto her feet as well, tugging on Jinyoung's wet sleeve. “Then let's go home, I'm already hungry. Bye-bye Minah.”
“Bye-bye!” the other girl waved back before Yoonhee grabbed her papa's hand and pulled him towards the door.
But that's when his phone went off once more. Jinyoung groaned in annoyance as he let go of Yoonhee's hand again to quickly take the phone out of his pocket to make it stop ringing through the otherwise almost peacefully quiet room.
“I swear if that is Jackson...” he mumbled to himself but shut up the moment he saw Jaebum's name on the screen. He smiled and patted Yoonhee's butt, telling her to go and get her coat and her bag before he picked up the call, slowly following her.
“Hey babe.” his lover greeted him, making Jinyoung's knees go weak for a second at how much he sounded like talking with his deep, raspy morning voice. “Have you already picked up Yoonhee?”
“We're still at the kindergarten.” Jinyoung said, leaning against the wall in the hallway, right next to where the children's clothes were hanging on stuffed coat hooks. “And what about you? You sound like you've been sleeping all day instead of working.”
Jaebum gasped before laughing. “Of course not! I just didn't feel like talking to Mr. Rabbit today so we spent the day in comfortable silence. Anyways... the rain's pretty heavy, right? Make sure Yoonhee doesn't forget her umbrella.”
“Sure thing.” Jinyoung nodded, glancing at Yoonhee who had already grabbed her Frozen-themed umbrella and put it on the floor in front of her, next to her Frozen-themed bag. Jinyoung was sure that if it wasn't for the huge cat-shaped key chain Jaebum had attached on it, she'd never know which one of all these Frozen-themed bags was hers. “You're done so far?”
“Yep. Everything's ready.” Jaebum said cheerfully. “Can't wait for Yoonhee to see her new room.... But wait, babe... do you even have an umbrella?”
“Don't worry, we're gonna be home soon. I can deal with the rain.” Jinyoung assured him with a grin.
“Alright, babe. See you. I'll be waiting for you with a towel.”
Jaebum ended the call there and Jinyoung put his phone away again, giving his full attention to Yoonhee again. The little girl was sitting on the bench beneath her name tag, swinging her legs up and down. “That was daddy, right?”
“Uh-huh. How do you know?” Jinyoung smiled as he sat down to help her wearing her flower-patterned rubber boots.
“You're smiling your daddy smile.”
“My... daddy smile?” He looked at her in disbelieve, freezing in his movement of putting her .
“Your daddy smile. You're always smiling like that when you're talking to daddy.” Yoonhee giggled and Jinyoung swore that this was the first time ever a girl made him blush in the color of the pinkest cherry blossoms currently swimming in the puddles outside on the streets. “Daddy has a papa smile too. He smiles like that in the morning sometimes.”
“He WHAT?!” Jinyoung spluttered, almost falling back. He had to correct himself now. His blush wasn't anywhere near a pink cherry blossom. It most probably was like a full blown tomato right now.
Yoonhee just grinned innocently as if she didn't just expose her fathers in a crowded kindergarten. Jinyoung gaped at her before looking at all the kids running around, hoping that none of them actually heard it. Much less any teachers...
“Oh god...” he sighed, trying to bite back an embarrassed chuckle as he pulled up the zipper of Yoonhee's rain coat. He then got up and handed Yoonhee her umbrella, threw her bag over his own shoulder and grabbed her tiny hand. “Let's go home.”
Yoonhee hummed, nodding excitedly while jumping up and down as they went towards the exit. “Is daddy making his super noodle sauce?”
“Of course.” Jinyoung laughed at her antics.
“But papa, it's raining outside... don't you have an umbrella?”
“Nah, I forgot it this morning...”
“Don't worry, we can share mine then.” Yoonhee smiled.
Jinyoung knew they couldn't because it was way too small but still, he couldn't help but grin like an idiot at that. Yes, the little girl had him wrapped around her finger within no time – just like her father.
“Daddy, we're home!” Yoonhee called as she rushed past Jinyoung into the apartment, leaving a trail of wet footprints down the hallway.
“Yoonhee, stop! Your boots are-” Jinyoung tried but Jaebum already jumped into her way and scooped her up with his left arm. “-muddy.”
“Hey, princess.” Jaebum greeted her, carrying the little girl back towards the entrance where Jinyoung was already taking off his soaked shoes and the leather jacket. Jaebum threw a towel over his head. “Geez, babe! You're totally drenched.”
“No sh- really?” Jinyoung coughed out, rubbing the towel over his hair as a now chuckling Jaebum put Yoonhee down to sit on a box next to the door. He then knelt down in front of her, taking off her dirty boots and the dripping coat before she could flood the whole apartment with it.
“Papa said you made noodles.” Yoonhee said when Jaebum stroked down the sleeves of her dress, trying to figure out whether the rain got through the coat. Seeing that it didn't, he patted her head and got up again.
“I did.” he nodded, glancing over at Jinyoung with a smirk as Yoonhee got up as well. “But why don't you go to your room first and say hello to Mr. Rabbit? He's waiting for you there.”
Yoonhee hummed, a bit confused, and padded down the hallway towards the door with her name spelled in colorful stickers on it.
“And here comes the big surprise.” Jaebum whispered and grabbed Jinyoung's wrist that was still covered with the wet sleeve of his dark blue hoodie. He pulled the younger with him, following the little girl who let out a loud, high-pitched scream as soon as she stepped into the room.
“Ahhh it's pretty~ I love it!!” Yoonhee called, running right towards the bed that was covered with soft looking pillows and blankets and of course, all of Yoonhee's favorite plushies. She crawled on top of the pillows and grabbed Mr. Rabbit before looking around the room. Right above the bed, there was a light blue canopy which was draped around the headboard. The walls were painted in white and next to the bed, Jaebum and Jinyoung had struggled but eventually managed to apply a wallpaper with light blue stripes on it. “It's just like the room from the magazine! I love it! I love it!” the little girl cheered, gaze wandering towards the pin-board on the other side of the room where Jaebum had just put the last photos before Yoonhee and Jinyoung came home. Jinyoung immediately recognized the one that used to be Jaebum's profile picture on Kakao when they exchanged numbers back then. Another one being Jaebum and Yoonhee covered in BamBam's jewelry or the three of them on the day they first went to the zoo together.
“I'm amazed you actually managed to finish it today. I thought I'll have to do some more things tomorrow while you're at work.” Jinyoung then said, proceeding to scan the room he had painted together with Jaebum on Sunday, terribly hungover after BamBam's birthday party and completely fucked out from their activities afterwards. But let's not talk about that right now. They managed to paint this room and that was all that counted. That and of course the happy smile on Yoonhee's face as she was bouncing up and down on her new bed.
“Took us long enough.” Jaebum said as he watched his daughter squealing over Elsa's bed that was now perfectly fitting beside hers before she took off to explore her new room in detail. “My favorite thing about it is that there's room for her Lego in here. There's no need for it to be in the living room anymore.”
Jinyoung let out an almost soft laughter. “I'm glad I won't have to worry about my feet now. But do you want my honest thoughts on what's my favorite thing about all of this? That we're having the bedroom to ourselves now.”
“I kinda hate to admit that you're right there.” Jaebum grinned, glancing over towards his boyfriend. “And now grab yourself some dry clothes so you won't get sick.”
“Sure, daddy.” Jinyoung deadpanned, playfully whipping Jaebum's butt with the towel, making the elder choke on air, laughing but also shocked by the lewd comment.
“Were you out in the rain as well, daddy? You're coughing...” Yoonhee wondered, looking up from the chest of drawers underneath the pin-board where she was opening every drawer to see what was inside.
Jaebum coughed out another laughter. “No, princess. I'm perfectly fine.”
“Okay.” Yoonhee beamed and continued to look through her own clothes and toys, trying to find everything in its new place.
“By the way... my mom said hi.” Jinyoung chuckled. “She called earlier cause Yoonhee forgot Mr. Rabbit's bow tie.”
“Mr. Rabbit has a bow tie?”
“Apparently. And I thanked her again for taking care of the little one while we were studying.”
Jaebum broke into another laughter. “Studying?”
“Well I couldn't tell her we were out, got drunk, made good use of our king sized bed and had to paint our daughter's room all hungover the next day, right?”
“No? I don't know what you're talking about...” Jaebum cheekily winked at him before throwing a short glance at Yoonhee. Jinyoung immediately felt reminded of how he used to check her bedroom door back then when they still met up in secret. When they didn't know what to make out of their relationship and where things would lead them. But now he also knew what was to come when Jaebum's eyes settled back onto him and the elder leaned in for a kiss. “Then I'll gladly tell you we can actually study more often from now on. Because I got accepted as a literature major.” he then whispered against his lips before grinning at him.
Jinyoung's jaw dropped and he let out a loud, happy gasp, about to pull Jaebum in for another kiss.
“Look, papa? This is daddy's papa smile!” Yoonhee suddenly squeaked next to them, making the couple literally jump apart in surprise.
“What is a papa smile?” Jaebum wondered, easily distracted by his daughter grabbing the leg of his pants.
“The way you smile when talking to me... and sometimes in the morning. Apparently, I have a daddy smile too.” Jinyoung explained, making Jaebum's eyes widen in realization.
“In... the morning?”
Yoonhee nodded and grinned, proud to have observed her father that precisely. “But only sometimes while making breakfast.”
“Oh that... you know, princess... that's just my breakfast smile.” Jaebum smiled without a hint of nervousness in his voice but his hand rubbing his neck told Jinyoung otherwise. “Anyone who wants noodles?”