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"Dada?"
Chanyeol looked up and met the exact droopy eyes of his husband, making him smile and miss his husband even more.
"Hey pup, what's up?" he put down the book he was reading and scooped the six years old daughter on his lap. Eunhae immediately curled up against his daddy's side and buried her face in his armpit.
He chuckles as Chanyeol was brought back when Baekhyun was pregnant with their daughter. He likes the smell of his armpit and does always kiss that part of him. That’s why he thinks that makes Eunhae's habit.
"When are we going home, daddy?" the little girl glanced up, pouting at his daddy, "I miss papa and Nini-hyung and Hunnie-hyung," she said, tugging at his daddy's comfy PJ top.
Chanyeol groans.
"Pup, I told you, didn't I? not hyung, you call themㅡ."
"nope," popping the 'p' and shook her head, "hyung, because hyung dada."
"But you aren't a boy, boys call their brothers, hyung" bopping their nose together, and kiss her forehead afterwards, "while pretty little girlㅡ."
"Like me!"
He chuckles and tickles her with his growing stubbles, "yes like you, call their brothers oppa, op-pa."
He hugged his daughter, who's still giggling as she reached for his daddy's stubbles. Chanyeol chuckles but actually thinks how Baekhyun will whack him because he let them grow.
He heard little footsteps and saw his youngest, Chaeun, the three years old rubbing her eyes as she walked towards them, her little teddy, Eri secured on her arms.
Chanyeol sighs, thinking about how their bodies still didn't adjust with the timezone.
They were in Paris, as the father of four needs to attend some business meeting. Chanyeol told Baekhyun that he can bring their daughters as those two really like to go to Paris and see Eiffel Tower, also to give his husband some time off from looking after their kids.
He even booked Baekhyun and his friends a trip to Jeju, and asked Minseok, the Baekhyun's best friend to look after his husband while he was away, making a whack delivered on the back of his head by the smaller.
The older gave him assurance that his husband will enjoy the rest of the trip and will secure Baekhyun away from predators, while Sehun and Jongin stay with their grandparents, for the meantime. The two attending their summer classes, ballet for Jongin and volleyball for Sehun.
"Can we call papa?" Eunhae asked, as she plays with his wedding band, Chaeun on the other side, nods eagerly against his chest, silently chanting 'miss papa, call papa.'
Chanyeol snorts, thinking what should he do now? they're his princesses, and he should obey their order.
He reached out his phone and clicked on his husband's contact, making a requested call, the taller man snorted when his daughters yelp in excitement when it rings.
[love?]
"Papa!!" They cheer in unison.
[hey babies, where's dada?]
They heard a shuffling sound and their uncle Minseok's voice saying 'we get going Baek.'
"I'm here love," Chanyeol smiles at his device, kissing his daughters' temples as they all huddle on the couch.
"Papa, we miss you," Eunhae said, pouting as she stared at the device.
Baekhyun chuckles, probably cooing at his daughter right now.
[Come back faster then, Papa miss you three.]
"Papa?" Eunhae asked, reaching for the device.
Chaeun was dipping on Chanyeol's side, left hand gripping on her daddy's PJ while the other was playing with her sister's hand.
[yes baby?]
"Sing, papa," he reached for his daddy's chin, making him look at her, "you and daddy, sing please~."
Chanyeol smiles at her, starts humming to their favorite song, Baekhyun soon follows his lead, hitting the notes softly, their voices mixed together perfectly, making a satisfied smile shows on Eunhae's face, she also starts singing some parts she knows.
"Cause i feel the same way too
Love you, love you~"
When Chanyeol felt heaviness on both arms, it did make him smile, their daughters were fast asleep, cuddled together on his chest.
"love?" he softly said, reaching for the device.
[hey, they fell asleep?]
"yep," he stares down, chuckling when they both emit puppy noises like his husband's sleeping habit.
[go to sleep too, my love. I know you're tired as well.]
Chanyeol hums.
"the girls said they missed you."
[yeah, hear it perfectly Parkie, they weren't that silent]
Baekhyun's cheeky remarks make a smile form on his face, he really misses him damn.
"I miss you," Chanyeol retorts, scooping his little daughters closer to him, "see you in three days, my love," he whispers.
[you know it, I love you Parkie.]
Chanyeol laughs, making his daughters whines a bit, scooting further to him and getting back to sleep.
"impossible. I love you the most, Parkie's husband."
♡♡♡
"Dada, should we call papa?" Eunhae said, staring at her daddy with a 'please-we-need-help' look flashed on her face.
She's a bit unsure of this one.
Earlier, her daddy was on the phone saying they need to attend some party for this day. Eunhae thought he would leave them here in the hotel with secretary Kim but she was a bit surprised when he called them to take a bath and prepare.
"you don't trust dada now, pup?" her daddy pouts, making her whine.
"not like that dada," she nods when Chaeun shouts 'trust dada!' enthusiastically in the background, "but don't you think papa knows fashion more like you do, dada," she put her hand on her waist, making a 'yes, i'm judging your life decision daddy' pose.
Chanyeol chuckles, leaning down to kiss her button nose.
"trust daddy, you'll like it, I swear" he stuck out his pinkie, and reached for his daughter's pinkie too, "daddy won't fail you" and tangled them together.
Eunhae giggles, cupping his face.
"I love you, daddy and okay, I trust you"
"I love you more, pup," and give her forehead a gentle kiss, "now go to your sister, look after her and wait for me okay?"
♡♡♡
"Papa, dada did a good job, didn't he?" Eunhae asked, proudly looking over at his daddy with a big smile on her face as she showed her papa the pictures of her and Chaeun, dressed in their daddy's taste of fashion.
[Yes, he did, princess. Dada knows fashion now.]
"ayeㅡ"
Eunhae and Baekhyun giggled at his betrayed face, Chaeun also giggled too, little hand covering her mouth as she does, making Chanyeol feel his chest swarmed with happiness.
[Parkie good job,] Baekhyun said proudly.
"Pawkie good job" Chaeun chirps, making them laugh.
Chanyeol yelps when Eunhae clipped his hair tightly, making his face twist in pain, the little girl squeaks, muttering her apologies and kisses her daddy's temples, before gently putting the second clip.
[what are you doing to daddy now? he looks pretty though.]
Baekhyun grins on the screen staring at his daughters and husband, they look like they are having a battle with make-up and hair clips, with the amount of pained expression from Chanyeolㅡthe girls' victim for today.
"nyenye~" Chanyeol rolls his eyes at his husband, but yelps again when Chaeun pokes his cheeks with the brush.
[girls, don't go hard on dada. go poke him harder, okay?]
"Baekhyun!"
It was only answered by a laugh, together with giggles of his husband's little spawns, while they're looking at their daddy. Chaeun kept poking his cheeks with a brush, bright pink colored powder on both while Eunhae added the third pink clip.
Chanyeol laughed too, shaking his head, while he accepted his faith thinking if it makes them happy then he'll gladly comply, afterall their happiness is his also.
"Papa, look!"
[Dada looks so pretty, babies. You both did a great job.]
Baekhyun squinted his eyes towards the camera and eyes widened when he realized something.
[Chaeun baby, uhmm, what did you put at dada?]
Chanyeol frowns in curiosity, looking at Chaeun as she waves excitedly the red coloured palette, saying 'this one, papa!', giggling afterwards.
Baekhyun swallows nervously as he looked over at his husband, smiling like he did something.
[Okay Parkie, I want you to calmly go to the bathroom and wash your face, like now.]
"What? Why?"
[Just do it.]
Chanyeol stood up and did what Baekhyun told him to, yet he came back with still the same face, making his husband and daughters burst into giggles.
"Why are you laughing?"
"D-dada..pfftㅡ."
[Aigoo, my pretty husband~]
Chanyeol gets the mirror and was shocked to see his face still had the bright pink (turning a little red) blush on both of his cheeks. He rubbed it with his fingers and is very nervous when it doesn’t move an inch off his face.
[It's kind of a permanent blushㅡ.]
"A what!?"
[Don't worry, Parkie. I'll give secretary Kim an instruction of what to do with that, my love.]
Baekhyun stifled a laugh and when he saw Chanyeol's glare, he just burst out. Minseok passed by in the background, bottled water in his hand, and laughed when he saw Chanyeol's face.
"Pweetty, dada," Chaeun kissed both of his cheeks. Eunhae hugged him from behind, arms around his neck, as he appreciates his daddy's beauty.
Baekhyun on the other side, widely smiled at them, missing the three of them so much. Loving the way Chanyeol, his husband, looks so tender around their daughters. Well, not only to them, but to all of their children. Chanyeol really makes parenting so easy for Baekhyun. The best husband he could wish for.
[I love you, three, and I can't really wait to see you again~]