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it’s a casual evening in the household, jaehyun sitting on the couch watching a movie while taesan cuts some vegetables for their dinner in the open-plan kitchen. they’re talking about their day at work when the sound of the front door opening rings through the apartment and woonhak walks in.
“hi sweetheart, did you two have fun?” jaehyun asks sweetly, an arm over the couch headrest as he turns to look at their son. woonhak smiles, kicking off his shoes and throwing his beanie on the shelf before walking into the kitchen where taesan greets him with a kiss on the head.
“yeah, same old. we just talked and played, you know how it is.” woonhak chuckles, nodding to himself before shaking his head. “oh dada, let me help,” he carefully takes the knife out of taesan's hand and continues the work silently.
jaehyun and taesan make eye contact across the room, exchanging questioning looks. taesan thinks woonhak seems off somehow but he doesn’t know how or why. jaehyun apparently thinks so too but opts to shrug and turn back to watching the movie. taesan sighs quietly.
so he leans onto the kitchen island, resting his head on his hand as woonhak finishes cutting the onions and moves over to the stove. that’s when taesan sees it. he has to say he never expected this, and thus, has no idea how to react or go about this. barely peeking out from under the hoodie is a reddish, turning purplish, mark on his son’s neck.
“is that a hickey?” taesan asks suddenly, a hand coming up to cover his own mouth. he just said his thoughts out loud when he should’ve taken a few breaths before saying anything, especially near jaehyun. as if on cue the man almost cracks his neck looking back to the kitchen, eyebrows raised and mouth hanging open.
woonhak is as red as a tomato, quickly covering the spot where he remembers riwoo spending a lot of time on. he’s sure he didn’t mean to leave any marks because riwoo would never do something like that without asking. it also occurs to woonhak then that this is the first time he has ever even gotten a hickey. the thought alone brings a new wave of warmth to his cheeks.
“there is a what?” jaehyun asks in disbelief, bringing woonhak out of his thoughts and back into facing his parents. luckily taesan catches jaehyun when he comes running into the kitchen, rolling his eyes lightheartedly when his husband pretends to sob into his shoulder. “i should’ve kept my mouth shut,” taesan laughs.
they stand there for a minute, taesan calming jaehyun down and woonhak coming up with any possible scenario of how this could go. they won’t be mad but will they let him off the hook so easily, he doesn’t know. eventually he brings his hand down from covering the mark and fixes the collar of his hoodie to hide it, putting his hands into the front pocket of the hoodie.
“okay now, we don’t want this to be awkward for you but we just want to know if you’re being safe?” taesan says after a while, holding jaehyun close as he gathers himself and also turns to look at their son. the question catches woonhak completely off guard and he ends up stuttering and avoiding their eyes.
“i- what? dada i’m not… i hav- we haven’t… oh my god.” woonhak groans, hiding his face behind his hands as he takes a deep breath and hears both of his dads giggling. jaehyun wipes his forehead as in relief and moves to pull the boy into a hug. “my little boy is growing up so fast.”
“we’ve just kissed. nothing to worry about papa,” woonhak mumbles into jaehyun's shoulder, casting a glance at his other dad looking at them with a smile. “you’re not mad, right?”
“of course not, sweetie. i just want to know who you’re kis-” both jaehyun and taesan gasp in unison, realization washing over them. “is it riwoo?”
woonhak is left to try to form words, nodding bashfully in the end and buries his face further into jaehyun's shoulder. taesan joins the hug, the two parents jumping in joy for their son. “i can’t believe you two have been going behind our backs this whole time! wait, were you scared? why didn’t you tell us?” jaehyun becomes worried. the last thing he wants is for his child to be afraid of telling them stuff like this.
as if sensing his dad's doubts woonhak quickly shakes his head in the embrace. “to be honest i just liked the privacy of no one knowing. i knew you guys would be okay with it but… yeah, i don’t know.”
taesan nods, pulling back from the hug but not without taking woonhak's hand into his own. “don’t worry, it makes sense. we will try our best to not bother you guys when riwoo's visiting next time. right babe?” he gives a pointed look at jaehyun, who fakes being offended.
“he said if we ever tell you guys he wants to officially meet you as the boyfriend over dinner.” taesan and jaehyun coo over the idea, knowing right then their son is in good hands