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"Come on! Standing was the hardest thing to do, it should be easy now!"
A long, exasperated sigh filled the silence in the room. The atmosphere would have been morose, sort of scary, if wasn’t for the fond giggle coming from behind that left the warmest breath of air tickling one’s sweaty nape.
"Don’t even try to excuse yourself with your cute dimples, young lady."
The owner of the cute giggle tightened his arms around the broad shoulders of the strong alpha sitting on the ground with his thighs spread wide, his knees bent in half to leave enough space for a little girl —the owner of the cute dimples— to walk in, securely.
Well, tried to at least.
Heavy on his husband’s back —more to not miss any cute interactions with their daughter than to really hug his man; hot summer sunshine from mid-July hitting too strong on the penthouse’s windows to willingly share any sort of skinship— Dan gently encouraged his little bean by applauding her slightest attempt.
Perhaps that was the secret key to what boosted Sooha to be such a full-of-surprise baby.
At barely nine months old, she started to perform new tricks on her legs around two weeks ago, hiking herself on the sofa or her Daddy’s long legs, standing still while slightly bouncing on her small feet. She has found her balance quicker than expected. The omega tried to not go overboard genuinely assuming she’d inherited her Daddy’s limbs’ strong features.
The first time occurred for Dan’s sore eyes only and the alpha has been upset, jealous to say the least, but was brave enough to cover it. Or so, as much as to not spoil the joy of a certain omega whom he has found jumping excitedly with their daughter when he came back home, making her dance with him as they threw a little party over her new milestone.
She has shown her little prowess again a couple of times but it was never really meant for him to see. Every time she bounced back up on her feet was to earn herself the biggest smile from her omega father, merely giving attention to one big alpha frowning in the corner.
Yet, Jaekyung kept quiet all along, hiding bitterness behind short smiles and approving nods.
Until it was his turn to savor the satisfaction, the little jiggly fits a parent’s heart was blessed with upon their treasure’s accomplishments.
On a random sunny morning, Jaekyung felt her waking up through their bond and quietly went to greet her inside the nursery, careful as to not wake his mate—who looked too cute pouting in his sleep to be disturbed.
The alpha was too stunned to even react coherently at Sooha waiting for him standing in her crib, hands flapping in the air at the sight and the strong lovely scent of her Daddy.
Fortunately, she still obsessively rambled in a babbling language reserved to ask for her favorite person only. Otherwise, Jaekyung would have fallen apart from a heart attack if she suddenly practiced his insistent teachings on the 'Daddy' word’s pronunciation.
Jaekyung still felt the same soreness every single day her little babblings filled the comfortable silence of their home and knew he would miss it more than he wanted to admit. Sounding less and less like random syllables thrown here and there, and more like something closer to real sentences and conversations, a tightness smoothly invaded their chests—Jaekyung, though, was ridiculous swearing dumbly that his daughter was a talking genius.
Now, she was almost walking too.
His baby girl was growing up too fast.
The alpha refused to miss another one of his daughter’s first steps in life and his goal today was to create a safe environment for Sooha to take her first real steps in.
"She didn’t sleep well last night, honey. She’ll be all fussy if you tire her too much," the omega warned with a kiss on his alpha’s cheek at the smell of his upcoming frustration. Adoringly, lovingly. The little girl started to babble random incoherent things, discovering her mouth for the thousandth time. Small chubby fingers played her bottom lip like a piano key, making a mess of drool and wet sounds. Then as if she could get even more, way more adorable, she bounced on her padded butt and laughed loudly after seeing her Dada’s huge smile, "Oh, you little cutie! Dada is right, mmmh? I know you’d prefer to cuddle and play for the rest of the day instead of following Daddy’s orders but… you know how he is."
"Dan, I sw—
"Stubborn. Highly stubborn. Not that scary though, since he is overwhelmed with love for you."
The omega cheekily snorted against his alpha’s lovely skin when he received a slap on his butt followed by a teasing fondle upon the upper part of his thigh.
Despite being a perfect carbon copy of Jaekyung, the little girl was serious about becoming a copycat of her omega father. As happy as the latter was, she instantly got the right note and laughed too, called for their attention back by laughing even harder.
"That’s right, go on. Make fun of me, you too," Jaekyung sounded way too fond for his well-being, his thumb affectionately tucking thin hair behind her ears, "If you laugh like this, then it’s worth it."
"I see, someone is getting the favorite treatment… alright, honey. I’ll keep that in mind."
Oh.
The omega’s lower belly was assaulted by thousands of shivery pulses, his instincts somersaulting when delicious lips met his through the most tender and slow kiss they could’ve shared today, cheekbones up and warmed by a familiar nose tip inhaling bits of their deliciousness.
"You’ll always be my favorite. Don’t act as if you don’t know it."
Dan found himself snorting louder than before, elegance flying through the windows. Only his husband could act all possessive and gentle with him and shift the mood as fast as in a second to pamper their daughter with more attention and love.
The baby powder’s scent was strong and mixed so deliciously with her natural linen and clean pheromones that it was hard to not scent her all the time. And Jaekyung was the best target to succumb to the temptation. The champion who never had any weaknesses, whom not even injuries could make crawl on the ground—has gone too soft for a little baby girl. For anything involving her, truthfully. From her feets and hands to the top of her head and further down right under her small chin, the baby connected with her fathers through something as simple as a scenting session and claimed Jaekyung’s heart in its doing.
Jaekyung’s fingers looked too big single-handling the little girl back on her feet. The alpha had to divert his gaze to avoid another existential crisis over how small and cute her small toes looked, clinging to the ground like a lifeguard.
"Listen, I’ve waited for—" interrupted by one babyish screech, Jaekyung frowned and lowly scowled, "I’ve been patient for the past nine months, now I need you to—" another one, quite longer this time, earned Jaekyung to snap, "Hey! Joo Sooha! Are you yelling at me, right now?"
"Da!"
The little girl hiccuped briefly at her name being called and rough fingers affectionately, playfully rubbing the small rolls of fat inside her neck. She looked up to pierce her father’s eyes with her beautiful shiny ones. Perhaps smiling as sweetly as she did, dimples digging deep into her cheeks after her short tease distracted her too much that she lost her balance, her butt met the floor first then she swayed back and rolled to the left. Her head would’ve met the children-proof matt if it weren’t for Jaekyung’s quick reaction.
Dan sighed against Jaekyung’s neck as they both observed their daughter’s memories flash through her mind. Before the few recent events happened, she was mastering the art of rolling off and drove her parents crazy by crawling on all fours, reaching the farthest parts of the penthouse at a worrying speed. The omega was concerned that all the tales they’d read her were getting too much into her head until she assimilated herself as the fastest cheetah in the jungle, yet acted like the dummiest savannah rhinoceros sometimes.
Because why the hell would she suddenly bolt forwards, giggling loudly —nothing unusual here—, then suddenly crashed her head, too consciously for it to be accidental by the way, against Jaekyung’s thigh?
Her cute, small boba eyes looked up to watch Jaekyung’s reaction before she burst into laughter, clearly amused by her little show. And she was not the only one appreciating it given how skillfully it made her alpha father join her giggling state.
Two idiots, happy with each other.
And how good it smelt when the two lookalikes let love warm them and encourage them to simply be silly together.
Dan never really doubted Jaekyung and his standards to be a dad. Yet Dan never, never, expected him to be… that good.
Jaekyung sort of built a safe environment around their baby, bringing her an insane amount of love and affection and care. He played with her all the time, showed her limits and manners despite her young age, and has never been stern nor harsh with her. His expectations in a ring were met inside their home too, softer and kinder yet all the same—Yoongu once stupidly pointed out how unfair it was and earned himself two hours of rope jumping, severely coached by the champion itself.
Dan still visualized the first time Sooha bit her Daddy on repeat, only a few days after she started teething, cute baby teeth sharp enough to actually hurt. First, she nibbled the skin of his neck as she was dozing off, and Jaekyung didn’t mind, let it go to not wake her up. Then, as they were cuddling in silence, she started to munch on his shoulder, somewhat too close to his mating mark. Of course, Dan felt it immediately. The marks they left on each other’s body were—theirs.
A touch and it tingled something deep beneath their souls.
Jaekyung didn’t need to raise his voice. A few gentle pats on Sooha’s mouth, a long shared gaze, more likely talking to her through their special connection, and the little girl never once tried again.
Jaekyung always acted so gently with Sooha. A hand always came to cradle her back and assist her, without hindering her freedom to move. The alpha wanted to raise a confident and adventurous little girl, and he did a perfect job at it. Fondness found Dan’s gaze upon their daughter confidently hiking up on her Daddy’s big thigh, gripping his chest until she felt safe stepping on those big chunky muscles. His family made him proud beyond measures.
"If only you were as interested in walking as you are in crushing Daddy’s thighs and climbing everything, you’d be running right now you little monkey," Jaekyung exhaled a shortcut giggle, brushing Sooha’s soft hair back. Delicately, lovingly.
"Just this morning, she was your 'little crocodile' during bath time. Make up your mind, Kyung-ah."
"Not my fault your cute daughter loves animals too much and imagine she can be every single one her little dummy brain thinks about."
Dan felt his heart missed quite a few beats.
There was one thing Dan loved more than anything: his sulky-Jaekyung too enamored with his daughter that his silliness sounded more like a pouty tantrum than any quirky, nasty comment. The little kisses he bent down to gift Sooha’s nose were a pleasant supplement for the omega’s heart to throb with love.
The months Sooha shared their life, from the moment she materialized inside his womb, have been the most exhilarating ones for his omega. His instincts purified and nourished itself with the unconditional power of love, and its magic over the soul of his family, to bring them together around a whole lot of happy grins.
"Thought she was our daughter."
"She sure is," Jaekyung smirked at the intense pheromones calling his instincts to reciprocate them, a courtship ritual in the middle of the day that made the alpha shiver, albeit rather unusual in front of their distracted daughter, "Still remember how beautiful was the night we made her. How absolutely stunning you looked bearing her and protecting her… Your cute bump. Fuck."
The world went spinning above Dan as his back met the mattress underneath, still somehow as gentle as it could be. Worrying about his little girl’s safety was unavoidable. His eyes flew to the side and were welcomed by the sight of Sooha sitting down with her curious big eyes resting over them. But the warmth towering over his entire flesh, the love pouring out of two deep dark orbs made everything fade out in an instant.
The darkness approached further and bore another kind of pleasantness with the gentle pecks upon his eyelids. Tickles coming from harsh knuckles awaked the omega’s nerves around his abdomen. Dan was too stunned to move or squirm out. The path formed by two thin symmetrical stretchmarks was tenderly traced back and forth, the same way it had been for the past months, making it easier for the omega to accept them.
"What did you do to me?" Jaekyung leaned down further and nuzzled the side of Dan’s neck, right below his ear before sliding southern down.
At Jaekyung’s accusing tone, Dan blinked in confusion. The omega in him somersaulted in need for his alpha, and Dan blindly obeyed it by wrapping his arms around Jaekyung’s broad shoulders.
And how good and fulfilling it felt when Dan tightened his grip on him to bring him closer, further, deeper. Soft sighs echoed one another at the brief touch of lips against the omega’s mating mark at the juncture between his neck and shoulder.
"Are you happy," groaned Jaekyung before shutting himself off by nipping on the soft and good-smelling skin, "You turned me into… this mess."
"What are you talking about…"
Not a word was shared about it but they both felt like they ascended to another space where their love was the universal language. Despite how society saw him, and his status, Dan has never considered himself a coward or a wimp, but he admitted his instincts felt more at ease when he depended more on Jaekyung. Perhaps that’s why two thin legs wrapped tightly around a strong waist so the omega could be under his alpha’s protection only.
"I crave for you, so fucking much," they both had to bite down on their lips to muffle their moans when Jaekyung grinded down between two delicious legs, "If it’s not your presence or your scent, then it’s your eyes I need to find. If it’s not your eyes then it’s your mouth. Above all, it’s always your mind I need calling for me," Jaekyung pursed his lips in a frown, "And it’s getting so much worse—Fuck, I want to love you like there’s no tomorrow, I want to put my babies inside you and—I want to feel it again."
Jaekyung was out of breath but still warmly pressed a palm against Dan’s cheek, absently reaching up, and gently traced down Dan’s face with the back of his fingers.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look, today? How beautiful you are."
His tone defeated the softness of a cloud, the purity of a stream of clear water. Jaekyung was in love and Dan felt all of it like the sharpest yet gentlest nibbling inside his chest.
"Mh, like three or four times already, yeah," the tiny grin blooming on the omega’s mouth was such an adorable sight, it was absorbed by one bigger mouth in a tender kiss. Jaekyung’s lips were addicting and were slowly taken apart without a miss by the omega who ended up sighing dreamily upon them until their lips met again in feathery wet strokes. "Is that… a pre-rut or something?"
Dan needed a clear and acceptable explanation as to why his entire flesh was throbbing in needs— sheer, slightly frightening, desire.
"Definitely not. What? This little omega misses his alpha’s rut that much?"
Jaekyung thought he was clever laughing at Dan’s frown, leaving a bruising kiss on tempting lips while arguments were already turning on the gears inside his beautiful head. "Stop it! You know ho-"
"Dada!"
The couple raised their heads in alert then spurted up on their knees. Forgot the flushing cheeks in embarrassment, the sparkles in their eyes made them look like two excited children on Christmas Day.
Facing them, Sooha was standing back on her feet, small arms up in the air with tiny fists endearing the sight.
With their palms facing the ceiling, the couple clapped alternatingly to encourage their daughter to come to them. Individually, a sort of competition on whom Sooha was going to choose silently established itself.
Hesitant at first, she glanced down to her own feet, then up to her parent’s faces. Her little mouth stretched into a cute surprised pout, eager to share with them how wonderful it felt to discover how gravity worked.
Jaekyung may had a louder and deeper voice, but Dan had his gentle floral pheromones spreading out everywhere.
And nothing could beat it.
The little girl immediately turned her head towards her favorite one and offered him a toothy grin.
"Dada!"
"Yes! Dada is watching you, sweetie! You can do it!" shrieked Dan with a wild smile. His heart frantically beating inside his chest, that it didn’t feel like beating anymore, his fingers going all numb as if blood was losing its power there.
In front of their very eyes, Sooha slowly disconnected her left foot from the ground and raised her small leg.
With a controlled balance, she finally took her first step.
The little girl took another step forward, her hands emptily grasping for air—her Dada—something. And Dan exclaimed with joy, "Yes! Good job, Sooha! Another one, go on!"
Jaekyung frowned.
He knew he had a special connection with Sooha from the beginning. They communicated through their minds and shared things no one would ever disclose, not even Dan ; Jaekyung knew beforehand what was bothering her baby’s mind —except when she was falling sick, Jaekyung still found himself as lost as she felt. The alpha was aware of how special was his bond with his precious daughter and wouldn’t have it any other way.
But sometimes he would gladly exchange it over the genuine and undeniable connection between his mate and their child.
Their eyes always found one another’s, their smiles always mirrored the deep love they felt for each other.
Jaekyung felt incongruously left out.
One step, two steps. A third one and Sooha stretched her chubby hands in front of her until she grabbed two thin fingers of her Dada with her left hand, and one unique finger —too big for her to even close it around— of her Daddy with her right hand.
"Daddy!"
Oh, fuck it.
If Jaekyung refused to let go of his daughter, completely avoiding his mate for the rest of the night, the latter could only mock the tears shining brightly, the alpha’s lower lashline now a permanent home for them.
At Dan's umpteenth laughter next to him, Jaekyung finally nudged him away and slightly turned his back to him. But he traded carefully. His baby—is she even still my little baby, now?—was peacefully sleeping away the tiredness of the day on his marked shoulder, her little fingers tightly wrapped around his scarred ears, her other arm holding her favorite plushie. Her best friend, Wolfie.
"Shut up."
"You’re so cute, Jaekyung," Dan slipped his very cold fingers all around Jaekyung’s sturdy waist, in a slow, calculated, way. "My alpha cries so easily, oooh. I wonder how it’ll be on her first day in kindergarten…" The omega dramatically sighed then muffled another fit of laughter against Jaekyung’s skin, "Her first tooth to fall out! Ah! Her first little crush!"
"Shut up, I saw you cry too and you will definitely cry harder than me when all of that shit happens!"
"Sure, sure," Jaekyung shoved his elbow back again into the omega’s waist when the little brat exhaled against his neck and started to nibble his skin, all tenderly, with a hint of something far too close to sensuality. Strangely, the alpha stopped to push him away at the fondness. "Sure, Daddy."
"Dan!"
The light, contagious, laugh resounded directly into his heart and the alpha simply scoffed away the disbelief.
If he reacts that way—damn it. He is so stupid. So stupidly cute.