[fic] Once Upon A Time (Or Something Like That...) - 02
Title: Once Upon A Time (Or Something Like That...)
Author: April/tokkisshi (you might know me as radicalsick/iokoda/naneunpierrot)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, drabble
Warning: M-preg
Synopsis: The first of a series of JAGTD!verse drabbles in no particular order. I would highly suggest you read the full author's note regarding this. ♥
once upon a time (or something like that...)
“Daddy, wake up!” Tiny hands pulled at Jaejoong’s fingers, dragging his arm off the bed to hang limply beside him. His eyes fluttered open as he fought off the remnants of sleep, blinking off the sandman’s dream dust.
“It’s foods time, daddy, foods!”
“I’m awake,” Jaejoong moaned, rolling over as he blearily took in the sight of his beautiful twin boys. Though born 11 weeks premature, they had grown up to be intelligent and perfectly healthy. They were a little small for their age, in the midst of their terrible twos, but they were so terribly cute that it broke Jaejoong’s heart to be anything less than nice to them.
“No you’re not!” One of them giggled, crawling up Jaejoong’s body until he could see Yunhwa’s form from the small crack in his eyes.
“If I wasn’t awake...” Jaejoong started off, shifting minutely before suddenly grappling his son to ferociously tickle his sides, “then how would I be tickling you, huh huh huh?”
Yunhwa squealed and Jaeyoung echoed him, the beautiful image filling him to depths he hadn’t known with love and warmth. They were perfect and they were part of him, the best parts of him, mixed with the best parts of a man that had crawled into his bosom and made home in his heart.
“Did appa make breakfast?” Jaejoong asked, adding a dramatic gasp because it always made them giggle.
“I don’t know,” Jaeyoung said, his brows furrowing adorably. Both of them had inherited Jaejoong’s plush mouth, and with it came that irresistible pout that, even at the young age of 2, they had learned to fully utilize and exploit to their advantage.
“Hm...” Jaejoong brought both boys close for a kiss to each forehead, feeling their tiny arms wrap around his body. Deciding it was time to get out of bed, he gingerly pried himself from his sons’ embrace and reached for his hair brush on the nightstand. Yunhwa reached for it too, and with a smile, Jaejoong handed it to him. “Help daddy brush his hair?”
“Yeah!” The boy beamed, standing on the tips of his toes so he could get the brush in Jaejoong’s dark, unruly hair.
The other twin slid off the bed, his feet carrying him full speed out of the bedroom. Jaejoong couldn’t stop his laughter as he heard Jaeyoung say, “Appa, appa! I brush your hairs?”
“Okay!” Jaejoong scooped Yunhwa in his arms, “It’s time for breakfast, my little monster.”
“Hey!”
Jaejoong was sure he would never see a smile more beautiful.
Author: April/tokkisshi (you might know me as radicalsick/iokoda/naneunpierrot)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, drabble
Warning: M-preg
Synopsis: The first of a series of JAGTD!verse drabbles in no particular order. I would highly suggest you read the full author's note regarding this. ♥
once upon a time (or something like that...)
“Daddy, wake up!” Tiny hands pulled at Jaejoong’s fingers, dragging his arm off the bed to hang limply beside him. His eyes fluttered open as he fought off the remnants of sleep, blinking off the sandman’s dream dust.
“It’s foods time, daddy, foods!”
“I’m awake,” Jaejoong moaned, rolling over as he blearily took in the sight of his beautiful twin boys. Though born 11 weeks premature, they had grown up to be intelligent and perfectly healthy. They were a little small for their age, in the midst of their terrible twos, but they were so terribly cute that it broke Jaejoong’s heart to be anything less than nice to them.
“No you’re not!” One of them giggled, crawling up Jaejoong’s body until he could see Yunhwa’s form from the small crack in his eyes.
“If I wasn’t awake...” Jaejoong started off, shifting minutely before suddenly grappling his son to ferociously tickle his sides, “then how would I be tickling you, huh huh huh?”
Yunhwa squealed and Jaeyoung echoed him, the beautiful image filling him to depths he hadn’t known with love and warmth. They were perfect and they were part of him, the best parts of him, mixed with the best parts of a man that had crawled into his bosom and made home in his heart.
“Did appa make breakfast?” Jaejoong asked, adding a dramatic gasp because it always made them giggle.
“I don’t know,” Jaeyoung said, his brows furrowing adorably. Both of them had inherited Jaejoong’s plush mouth, and with it came that irresistible pout that, even at the young age of 2, they had learned to fully utilize and exploit to their advantage.
“Hm...” Jaejoong brought both boys close for a kiss to each forehead, feeling their tiny arms wrap around his body. Deciding it was time to get out of bed, he gingerly pried himself from his sons’ embrace and reached for his hair brush on the nightstand. Yunhwa reached for it too, and with a smile, Jaejoong handed it to him. “Help daddy brush his hair?”
“Yeah!” The boy beamed, standing on the tips of his toes so he could get the brush in Jaejoong’s dark, unruly hair.
The other twin slid off the bed, his feet carrying him full speed out of the bedroom. Jaejoong couldn’t stop his laughter as he heard Jaeyoung say, “Appa, appa! I brush your hairs?”
“Okay!” Jaejoong scooped Yunhwa in his arms, “It’s time for breakfast, my little monster.”
“Hey!”
Jaejoong was sure he would never see a smile more beautiful.