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Jongin looked down at the sleeping little thing on top of his husband, Kyungsoo had also fallen asleep with their little baby boy on his chest while the menu music of the Bambi DVD was playing from the tv, It had most likely stopped playing a good while ago seeing at it was already past 10, no time for a one year old to be watching movies. It was adorable to say the least, the way his husband’s glasses were askew on his face, pressed up by the pillow his head was resting on and how Taeyang’s little hands were holding tight onto the alpha’s shirt.
He took the remote control from the side table to turn the dvd off and put on the radio instead, filling the room with soft music before he turned back to the two most adorable men in his life. For a moment he thought about letting them sleep for a little while longer but Taeyang had to go to bed at some point so it might as well be now.
He did do his best not to wake their son up as he slowly lifted the little one year old off his father’s chest but the baby had a surprising amount of strength in his little fingers that held onto the fabric of Kyungsoo’s shirt. The kid woke up while Jongin tried to pry the hands off and sadly, Taeyang had never been a happy baby waking up. And he looked tired.
“Shhh.. daddy is sleeping” Jongin tried whispering, finally lifting Taeyang off the other and into his arms where he immediately started to rock him in his arms. Taeyang however was not having it and already made the sad little face he would always make before he’d cry with a pout that rivaled his own.
“Shhh, it’s okay” He tried again while making his way out of the living room in hope the crying would not wake the alpha at least. Kyungsoo had come home from a hard day at work and it also happened to be the day Jongin had promised Taemin to go out. They hadn’t gone out since Taeyang was born and his best friend would personally drag him out of the house if he even dared to cancel again. So Kyungsoo had been stuck watching the baby all evening.
After five minutes of cooing the baby, walking around with him and giving him his favorite teddy bear he finally settled down and decided he was too tired to keep on throwing a tantrum.
His head rested on Jongin’s shoulder and started murmuring little sounds while holding his bear close.
“Does mister bear want to go sleep with Taeyang?” Taeyang was already back asleep by the time Jongin put him in his crib, tucking him in after changing his diaper and clothes. “Sleep well, my little sunshine” He whispered, kissing the baby’s soft cheek and left the baby room.
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Getting pregnant with their first child wasn’t planned. Neither Jongin or Kyungsoo had plans on becoming parents that soon while they had both just finished college and started working. But looking at how Taeyang was quietly playing by himself, coloring whatever his little head could come up with, which were mostly just random lines in different colors, Jongin did not regret it at all. He filled their little apartment in all the right ways. From his toys that were scattered around the house, to the pictures that completely took over their fridge. Jongin loved it all.
They had talked about it a lot when the pregnancy test came out positive. It might not have been planned, but keeping the baby was by no means a spur of the moment decision. They didn’t want to raise a child they couldn’t afford, or one they weren’t ready for. They discussed it properly and decided that even though they might not have been as ready as they would like to be at that point, they felt that they were ready enough to welcome a little baby into their world. And they loved him very much.
Jongin loved the big achievements that came with having a baby. When he started crawling, his first words, the first little steps he took before tumbling over and crying in Kyungsoo’s arms for 5 minutes because falling was scary.
He loved the little birthday party they threw when Taeyang turned one year old they took him to a petting zoo. Jongin had taken way too many photos of his son chasing bunnies with his little legs and big coat.
“Dada!”
Jongin was pulled out of his thoughts when Taeyang called out to him, standing next to the couch and proudly holding up the abstract art he just created. With a proud smile he lifted the small boy from the ground and put him on his lap.
“You made this? It’s very pretty” He tried to make out what Taeyang had been trying to draw, but after inspecting the mess of scribbles he figured the boy wasn’t old enough to draw anything recognizable yet. Taeyang was pointing at different parts of the drawing, just saying the colors he had used, making Jongin chuckle.
“Should we show this to daddy?” He suggested and Taeyang’s eyes lighted up in excitement and started climbing off his lap. “Let’s go find daddy” He let Taeyang hold his hand while they strutted to the kitchen.
“Oh, what’s this?” Kyungsoo immediately put down the knife he was cutting with when Taeyang let go of Jongin to walk the last few steps to his other dad by himself and got lifted off the ground. “I didn’t know my son was an artist, excellent choice of colors” The alpha said when he studied the drawing, inspecting it a little too seriously like there was real meaning behind it.
“For dadi” Taeyang said excitedly and wrapped his little arms around Kyungsoo’s neck as far as they’d go.
Kyungsoo turned to Jongin to give him a happy grin that was returned by the omega, they were both just in awe at how cute their son could be. Then he turned to the fridge to see if he could make some space to display the masterpiece. “We need a bigger fridge I’m afraid”
Jongin joined the other two next to the fridge to look over the many photos they covered it with. From college graduation photos to the sonogram picture. And way too many photos (note: not enough photos) of Taeyang.
The photo he loved the most was the one where Kyungsoo was holding Taeyang when they got home for the first time after he was born. Kyungsoo was walking through the entire apartment with the Newborn in his arms to show him where he’d be living. To show the warm home they would share together.
There was another photo of the next day where Kyungsoo was giving Taeyang his bottle, the baby wrapped up in a warm blanket. Jongin had fallen asleep against Kyungsoo, totally exhausted from giving birth and waking up in the middle of the night to feed the baby. Baekhyun had taken the picture when he was visiting with Chanyeol and their own 14 month old.
“We should probably buy a photo album. It really doesn’t fit anymore” Kyungsoo said after rearranging the photos in a way everything just fits. Taeyang was excitedly clapping his hands.
“What a wonderful problem to have”
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