Drabble: Milk
Title: Sleeping Beauty drabble: Milk
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: PG-13
Length: Drabble
Genre: AU, fluff, slice of life, mpreg (a little graphic but not really...)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything apart from the story. I wish I had YunJae and if I had my way, they'd move to New Zealand so they can be civil-unionised here :P
AN1: This is ACTUALLY a drabble. Like not even Nicki-sized and the word count is only in triple digits lmao.
AN2: Un-betaed and although this is from my Sleeping Beauty verse, you don't need to have read it. All my oneshots and drabbles for the Sleeping Beauty universe can be found HERE
Jaejoong is dozing, his baby boy held securely to his chest as he feeds. He hears the hushed sound of the door to his hospital suite open and close and he smiles, but he does not open his eyes. He can hear soft babyish voices, and a familiar masculine chuckle, before he feels the double bed dip slightly.
And still he keeps his eyes shut, but his mouth is stretched into a full smile.
But what causes his eyes to pop open is not a word or laugh or anything like that.
But rather the warm curious mouth of a toddler closing over his other nipple as he snuggles into his side.
Jaejoong’s eyes fly open, and he meets equally shocked eyes as his husband stares back at him. He bends his head to find Yoochun pulling off, scrunching up his nose slightly, staring up at him with wide eyes.
“Mama?”
“Yes, Chunnie.”
“Milk?”
“Yes, baby…but it’s for your brother…”
His eyes light up and he tugs Junsu next to him.
“Milk, Susu.”
And Junsu does not hesitate, clambering over his brother literally stumbling face first against his Mama’s chest, mouth lapping eagerly.
“Uh…”
Jaejoong shakes his head as Yunho steps forward as if to pick up the twins.
“But…”
“It’s ok.”
Very soon Junsu too pulls off, his nose scrunched up comically.
“Mama funny.”
Jaejoong tries not to chuckle because of his son’s face, his C-section wound twinging slightly. The younger twin is looking a little accusingly at his brother.
“No milk.”
“What’s the matter?” Yunho brow is furrowed as his twins start gurgling in some foreign twin language. Junsu agitatedly flailing his arms and rubbing at his mouth and tongue while Yoochun just sits there with a strange smile on his face.
They all stare at the bickering twins. Junsu prattling on loudly saying god only knows what, and Yoochun for all intents and purposes, listening carefully.
“Get their bottles.”
Yunho complies immediately, dropping a large sipper cup of milk into the laps of both twins. Junsu immediately knocks his away while Yoochun stares at his for a few seconds.
“What’s going on?”
Jaejoong shakes his head, silent for a moment as he changes Changmin’s position, giving him the other nipple. The baby latches on eagerly, feeding loudly, while his older brothers stare at their sipper cups and at the head of their brand new brother feeding so contentedly.
“Milk?” Junsu’s voice is suspicious.
Jaejoong nods towards the sipper cups. “That’s your milk. And this is your brother’s milk,” he nods towards himself.
Junsu looks at Changmin’s head and then back at his sipper cup again. After a few moments, he finally picks it up and puts it to his mouth, tilting it back and sucks noisily.
He pulls off immediately, milk dripping down his chin, a huge toothy grin on his face.
“Milk!”
Yoochun, given the all clear, starts drinking as well, and soon both twins and the newborn April Fools baby, Jung Changmin are feeding happily.
Yunho sits on the bed by the twins, ruffling their hair as he gazes at his wife.
“Mind telling me what’s going on?”
Jaejoong smiles ruefully. “Didn’t you hear Junsu?”
“What? Mama funny?”
“I taste funny.”
“You do?” Yunho leans forward, leering slightly and Jaejoong smacks him on the shoulder.
“Stop it! I do. You won’t like it, trust me. Hell, even I don’t like it.”
“He seems to like it.”
“That’s because it’s meant for newborns.”
Yunho gazes back at his twin sons again, before his eyes widen.
“Did Yoochun play a trick on Junsu?”
Jaejoong turns towards the feeding twins, their little hands intertwined while their free hand holds their cup to their mouths.
“I think they’re a little young for tricks don’t you think?”
“Yoochun can turn his tears on and off like a switch. I wouldn’t put it past him.”
Jaejoong simply shrugs as he strokes the cheek of his now dozing newborn son.
“What’s wrong with your milk?”
“Nothing. It’s just colostrum. It should change to the sweet milk in a few days.”
“Can I taste then?”
“Jung Yunho!”
AN: Uh… I just spent three hours flailing over the #JYJinTokyoDome thing… Not sure how this came out from that. I needed a wee bit of fluff to counter the crippling #emoshinki feels I had OTL
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: PG-13
Length: Drabble
Genre: AU, fluff, slice of life, mpreg (a little graphic but not really...)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything apart from the story. I wish I had YunJae and if I had my way, they'd move to New Zealand so they can be civil-unionised here :P
AN1: This is ACTUALLY a drabble. Like not even Nicki-sized and the word count is only in triple digits lmao.
AN2: Un-betaed and although this is from my Sleeping Beauty verse, you don't need to have read it. All my oneshots and drabbles for the Sleeping Beauty universe can be found HERE
Jaejoong is dozing, his baby boy held securely to his chest as he feeds. He hears the hushed sound of the door to his hospital suite open and close and he smiles, but he does not open his eyes. He can hear soft babyish voices, and a familiar masculine chuckle, before he feels the double bed dip slightly.
And still he keeps his eyes shut, but his mouth is stretched into a full smile.
But what causes his eyes to pop open is not a word or laugh or anything like that.
But rather the warm curious mouth of a toddler closing over his other nipple as he snuggles into his side.
Jaejoong’s eyes fly open, and he meets equally shocked eyes as his husband stares back at him. He bends his head to find Yoochun pulling off, scrunching up his nose slightly, staring up at him with wide eyes.
“Mama?”
“Yes, Chunnie.”
“Milk?”
“Yes, baby…but it’s for your brother…”
His eyes light up and he tugs Junsu next to him.
“Milk, Susu.”
And Junsu does not hesitate, clambering over his brother literally stumbling face first against his Mama’s chest, mouth lapping eagerly.
“Uh…”
Jaejoong shakes his head as Yunho steps forward as if to pick up the twins.
“But…”
“It’s ok.”
Very soon Junsu too pulls off, his nose scrunched up comically.
“Mama funny.”
Jaejoong tries not to chuckle because of his son’s face, his C-section wound twinging slightly. The younger twin is looking a little accusingly at his brother.
“No milk.”
“What’s the matter?” Yunho brow is furrowed as his twins start gurgling in some foreign twin language. Junsu agitatedly flailing his arms and rubbing at his mouth and tongue while Yoochun just sits there with a strange smile on his face.
They all stare at the bickering twins. Junsu prattling on loudly saying god only knows what, and Yoochun for all intents and purposes, listening carefully.
“Get their bottles.”
Yunho complies immediately, dropping a large sipper cup of milk into the laps of both twins. Junsu immediately knocks his away while Yoochun stares at his for a few seconds.
“What’s going on?”
Jaejoong shakes his head, silent for a moment as he changes Changmin’s position, giving him the other nipple. The baby latches on eagerly, feeding loudly, while his older brothers stare at their sipper cups and at the head of their brand new brother feeding so contentedly.
“Milk?” Junsu’s voice is suspicious.
Jaejoong nods towards the sipper cups. “That’s your milk. And this is your brother’s milk,” he nods towards himself.
Junsu looks at Changmin’s head and then back at his sipper cup again. After a few moments, he finally picks it up and puts it to his mouth, tilting it back and sucks noisily.
He pulls off immediately, milk dripping down his chin, a huge toothy grin on his face.
“Milk!”
Yoochun, given the all clear, starts drinking as well, and soon both twins and the newborn April Fools baby, Jung Changmin are feeding happily.
Yunho sits on the bed by the twins, ruffling their hair as he gazes at his wife.
“Mind telling me what’s going on?”
Jaejoong smiles ruefully. “Didn’t you hear Junsu?”
“What? Mama funny?”
“I taste funny.”
“You do?” Yunho leans forward, leering slightly and Jaejoong smacks him on the shoulder.
“Stop it! I do. You won’t like it, trust me. Hell, even I don’t like it.”
“He seems to like it.”
“That’s because it’s meant for newborns.”
Yunho gazes back at his twin sons again, before his eyes widen.
“Did Yoochun play a trick on Junsu?”
Jaejoong turns towards the feeding twins, their little hands intertwined while their free hand holds their cup to their mouths.
“I think they’re a little young for tricks don’t you think?”
“Yoochun can turn his tears on and off like a switch. I wouldn’t put it past him.”
Jaejoong simply shrugs as he strokes the cheek of his now dozing newborn son.
“What’s wrong with your milk?”
“Nothing. It’s just colostrum. It should change to the sweet milk in a few days.”
“Can I taste then?”
“Jung Yunho!”
AN: Uh… I just spent three hours flailing over the #JYJinTokyoDome thing… Not sure how this came out from that. I needed a wee bit of fluff to counter the crippling #emoshinki feels I had OTL