ROUND 01: GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT (EVERYTHING YOU NEED) (PROMPT #34) PT. 2
Title: Give You Everything You Want (Everything You Need)
Pairing: Sehun/Jongin. Slightly implied Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Rating: R
Word Count: 17,300 w.
Warnings: None.
Summary: When Sehun moved to a little town far from everything he'd ever known, he wasn't expecting get feelings for anyone. Even less for his daughter's annoyingly perfect kindergarten teacher.
Prompt #: 34
A/N: Thank you for this beautifully fluffy prompt! I hope I was able to make justice to it. Please enjoy! (Also, sekai with kids will be the death of me).
Part 1. This is Part 2.
As if he didn't hate mornings enough every day, Sehun soon found out that he hated mornings after sleeping in a tent even more.
The only upside of the situation (which, if he was honest with himself, kind of made every downside worth it) was Jongin.
Kyungsoo had come to wake them almost at sunrise, explaining to an almost dead Sehun that some kids were already awake and he needed Jongin up. He'd nodded automatically a couple of times, seriously considering going back to sleep as soon as Kyungsoo turned around. His eyes hurt, his back hurt, and everything was awful.
And then, he turned to Jongin. They'd stayed up really late the previous night, and probably hadn't gotten more than a couple of hours of sleep. It had been worth it, though, and Sehun would do it again any other day. He tried to shake Jongin awake as gently as possible, knowing from personal experience how awful it was when they awoke you harshly.
It took more than a few tries until Jongin sat up, eyes closed and looking more asleep than anything. His hair stuck up on one side, and Sehun, he himself half asleep too, couldn't stop himself from reaching out and running his hands through it. It was as soft and fluffy as it looked. That thought was enough to fully wake him, gently removing his hand and noticing how at least Jongin looked partially awake.
"Hi," he mumbled, voice scratchy with sleep.
"Hi," Sehun smiled softly, "Kyungsoo came. He said some kids are up and he needs you."
Jongin groaned, looking for a moment like he was about to cry. He lay back down, covering his face with his arms.
"Hey, don't be like that," Sehun chided, moving his arms away, "Come on. I'll go with you."
"You would?" he mumbled, opening one eye.
Sehun nodded, "Yes. But you need to get up now."
"Okay."
~~~~~
"Daddy!"
He was almost knocked off his feet by Sora running into him. Of course she'd be one of the first ones to wake up. He should've expected it.
Picking her up, he took notice of her tousled hair and rosy cheeks. She didn't look the least bit sleepy, instead bouncing in his arms excitedly.
"Hi honey," he kissed her cheek, making her giggle, "Slept well?"
"Yes. But Jonginnie was telling me a story and I fell asleep and dreamed about the story but I don't know the real ending so can we look for him? Also, I'm bored," she pouted.
Sehun was about to open his mouth when Sora looked over his shoulder, face lighting up, "Jonginnie!"
She squirmed to get out of his hold, rushing towards Jongin as soon as she was placed back on the floor.
Sehun watched as Jongin crouched to her height, listening intently to her rambles about dreaming of the story.
"What if you come and help me with the breakfast, and I tell you the ending while we work? Sounds good?"
Sora nodded, taking his hand when he got back to full height.
When they walked beside Sehun, Jongin locked their arms together.
"You're coming with me. You promised," he whispered in his ear before letting Sora drag them with her. It was going to be a long day.
~~~~~
Sehun finished packing his bag, placing his and Jongin outside of the tent. They were leaving in less than half an hour, and nothing sounded better than going back home to his bed.
Checking one last time that he wasn't leaving anything behind, he made his way to where Baekhyun was helping the kids pack their bags.
Needless to say, the whole room was a chaos. Clothes were everywhere, the kids putting whatever they found closer in their bags, regardless if it was theirs or not. Sehun wondered what sort of stuff he'd find in his daughter's bag later that day.
Speaking of which.
"Baek, have you seen Sora? I need to put her sunscreen," Baekhyun turned to him, smile slipping of.
"What do you mean have I seen Sora? She isn't with you?"
Sehun shook his head, trying to calm down his suddenly agitated heart because sure this was a mistake. This wasn't... They couldn't have lost Sora, right?
"Yeol! Have you seen Sora? She's not with Sehun!"
Baekhyun's strained tone did nothing to calm him. Chanyeol looked up from where he was playing the guitar, quickly scanning the faces of the kids around him before shaking his head.
"Saw her outside about ten minutes ago. She said she was looking for ants?"
Baekhyun cursed under his breath, "Yeol, watch the kids! You, come with me!" he ran outside, careful not to step on any kids, Sehun on his toes.
"Kyungsoo! Have you seen Sora?"
Kyungsoo's eyes went from Baekhyun to him, and back to Baekhyun.
"I haven't," Baekhyun sucked in a breath, "Calm down," he looked at Sehun, "You too. Breathe. This is probably just a misunderstanding."
He walked them to the middle of the park, all the while asking questions.
"Is anyone else missing?"
Baekhyun shook his head, looking about to cry, "Just her. We did a headcount a while ago. Her bag was almost done so I assumed... I assumed she was with you."
"Have you checked where Chanyeol told you he'd seen her?"
"She's not there. We looked on our way to get you."
"What does Jongin say?"
Baekhyun stopped on his tracks. So did Sehun.
"I haven't seen Jongin," he looked up at Sehun, "Have you seen him?"
Sehun shook his head, too weak to talk.
Kyungsoo looked murderous, "Are you fucking kidding me, Baekhyun? Go look for him!" Baekhyun ran toward the kitchen, "I'll try to reach Jongin's phone. If I can get signal, that is," he turned to walk back to where they'd found him before stopping to look at Sehun, "It'll be okay. Just... stay here, just in case."
Sehun felt like dying. His body hurt, his head hurt, and he couldn't even breathe. That afternoon kept playing like a movie in his head, wondering if he'd missed something. What if something had happened to her? What if she was hurt somewhere, far from them? What if someone had taken her? Sehun could feel every passing moment in his blood. He couldn't stop thinking, every possible scenario running through his mind. What if he never saw her again?
He didn't know how much time had happened when he heard a familiar voice coming through the woods. His first thought was that he'd already lost his mind, that he was hallucinating. But the voice kept getting clearer and clearer, louder every time.
And then Sora was coming out from behind the last line of trees, clutching a small bag in one hand and Jongin's own, bigger hand in the other.
She stopped talking when she spotted him, smiling wide before letting go of Jongin's hand, "Daddy!"
Sehun dropped to his knees, catching her when she came running towards him. He breathed her in deeply, let her voice wash over him. Sehun held back a sob, determined not to cry in front of her little girl.
He tightened the hold he had on her one last time, before reluctantly pulling away.
"Baby, go inside and tell Baekhyun you're here for me, okay? And then get your bag ready," his voice sounded alien, far, far away.
"Okay!" she chirped, kissing his cheek before skipping towards the building.
Sehun breathed in deeply, and it was like a dam had broken inside of him. He broke down sobbing, glad that he was still on his knees because he didn't think he'd be able to stand otherwise.
"Shit," Jongin ran to him from where he'd been watching them from afar, kneeling in front of him, "What's wrong? What happened? Is everyone okay?"
"Where the fuck where you?!" he spat as soon as he was able to catch his breath.
Jongin stared at him for a moment before letting out a soft 'oh'.
"I was packing the tents when I saw her getting into the forest. I followed, and found her talking to the ants. She didn't want to leave yet, so she promised she'd come with me if I told her a story about ants."
"Didn't-didn't you think I'd notice?! That I'd notice that she wasn't there and I couldn't find her and I thought that she- that she'd-"
Jongin wrapped his arms around him then.
"Don't touch me," he tried to push him away once, twice, without any force behind it. He didn't have enough energy for it.
Despite the uncomfortable position and the fact that Sehun was probably gross, Jongin held him until he stopped crying, his breathing returning to normal.
It was getting darker by the time Jongin pulled away, getting to his feet and offering him a hand that he gladly took.
"I'm driving you home, okay?" he said softly, like Sehun was easily breakable. Right now, he probably was.
"You know I didn't bring my car," he mumbled, feeling a wave of embarrassment hit him.
"It's okay. I'll ask Yeol for his keys. I'm sure Baekhyun won't mind."
"But-"
"Sehun. Don't worry about it. Go get our bags. I'll get Sora."
Sehun felt too weak to do anything but nod, shuffling his feet to where he'd left the bags hours ago. It seemed like forever since then, with everything that had gone through his mind, everything he'd felt in that short amount of time.
He found Jongin waiting by the car, a sleeping Sora in his arms. He flashed Sehun a tentative smile, opening the door for him before maneuvering Sora to his lap.
"They don't have a child seat. Sorry."
"It's fine."
Sehun kept telling himself that Sora was, fine, that she was there, and she was safe. She'd never even been in real danger in the first place. Holding her helped, making sure she was actually there. That she was fine. That he'd be fine.
The ride home was silent. Sehun wasn't mad at Jongin, not really. His body felt like he'd run a marathon, and he still had that lingering feeling like he could cry any moment now. But he wouldn't. He'd already embarrassed himself in front of Jongin too much for a single day, and despite knowing that Jongin wouldn't think any less of him because of it, it still made him uncomfortable.
He felt guilty, too. He'd lashed out at Jongin when he'd only been doing the right thing, trying to help. Not only that, but he'd ruined a perfectly good camping trip for everyone. At least he hoped the other kids hadn't noticed what was going on.
Jongin was parking in front of his house before he even realized it, getting out of the car to help him with their bags.
"Come in. I'll be back in a minute," Sehun whispered once he managed to get the front door open.
When he came back from Sora's room, after changing her into her pajamas and tucking her in, Sehun found Jongin standing in the living room, looking at the small collection of photos Sehun had managed to put together.
"Hi," he said, smiling a little when Jongin twitched and stood away from the pictures.
"Hey."
Sehun walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge before turning back to Jongin, "Do you want something to drink? We have... Apple juice, water, milk, chocolate milk?"
Jongin was smiling by the time he was done, "Chocolate milk is fine, thanks."
Sehun poured a glass for the two of them, placing them on the table before sitting in front of Jongin.
"I'm sorry," he said once he'd taken a couple of sips, feeling more like himself once he had some sugar in his system.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Jongin shook his head, placing his almost empty glass back on the table.
"Yes I did. I overreacted. And, I yelled at you."
"I'm the one who should be sorry. I really didn't think about how you'd feel. So... We're kind of even here, if you think about it," Jongin shrugged. Sehun smiled properly then, glad that at least Jongin didn't seem to resent him.
"And, I don't think you overreacted. But I do think you should sleep. You look terrible," he smirked.
Sehun groaned, "Thanks. I feel terrible. And in desperate need of a shower."
Jongin seemed about to make a remark, closing his mouth in the last minute.
"Hey, can I have your phone?" he asked suddenly, getting up and leaving the glasses by the sink.
It spoke a lot about how much trust he had in Jongin when he handed him his precious phone without questioning him.
His heart skipped a beat when Jongin unlocked his phone, a soft smile spreading over his features at the sight of baby Sora as his background.
After a few more taps, he returned the phone, having lost the confidence he'd had just a moment before, and looking smaller, sheepish.
"Now you have my phone. I thought that maybe we could... Speak? Text. When we don't see each other much?"
Sehun smiled back, feeling stupid for not having Jongin's phone already, but overall proud it was Jongin who'd decided to give it to him.
"That'd be great."
Jongin seemed to deflate at that, as if he thought Sehun could ever turn him down.
"Good."
"Good."
They smiled at each other for a moment longer before Sehun had to stifle a yawn. Jongin laughed, grabbing his jacket from one of the chairs.
"I should get going. I promised Chanyeol his car would be there in the morning."
Sehun frowned, waking him to the door, "Sorry about that."
"Don't be. It was nice."
Sehun rolled his eyes, "If you say so."
"I do," Jongin lingered by the door, "You're a great dad, Sehun. I mean it."
Sehun nodded, feeling strangely chocked up, before being pulled into a hug. It was over before it fully registered in his mind the fact that Jongin was hugging him, and that it felt really, really nice, but the warmth it left behind remained long after Jongin had closed the door behind him.
Goodnight, Jongin. Thanks. For everything.
~~~~~
"I hate you. I really do," he groaned, face pressed against his table.
"Come on! It'll be fun, I swear!"
Sometimes, Tao reminded him of Jongdae. They were nothing alike, but they had a similar way of convincing Sehun of doing things 'for his own good'. Which, he hated to admit that usually they were right.
That's why, when Zitao had shown up by his door at an unholy hour for a Saturday morning, he'd known instantly that he'd regret ever getting out of bed that morning.
"Are you telling me you'd stop your very own daughter from visiting the animals she loves so much just because you want to sleep?"
"I'm morally against zoos, you know," Sehun said, clinging to the last excuse he could possibly find as to why the whole plan was a terrible idea.
"It's not a zoo! It's a petting zoo. You know. Little animals. Free all around a huge park. Pretty birds and trees. You know Sora would love it."
He did. Sehun was completely sure that his daughter would be ecstatic as soon as she found out. Which was why he had to suppress a groan when he heard bare feet padding through the floor.
"Are we going to the zoo?!"
His, "Sora, it's not polite to listen to other people's conversations," got cut short by Tao's "Yes we are!"
And then Sehun was getting ready to go out, managing to get Sora ready and make himself at least presentable by the time the doorbell rang.
"I think you should get that," Tao commented from where he'd spent the last twenty minutes reading a magazine, unperturbed as Sehun ran around getting things ready.
It was the way he said it that had Sehun pausing in his way to the door, looking at Tao with a sense of dread.
"What did you do?"
Zitao blinked at him innocently, "What? I just thought you'd appreciate it if I invited someone to keep you company."
"You're so dead," he mouthed before opening the door, revealing an unfairly good looking Jongin.
"Hey. I brought food?"
"Thank God," Sehun said, moving aside to let Jongin in.
Zitao flashed him a brilliant smile from his place on the couch, "Hi Jongin!"
"Hi, Tao," Jongin smiled his way, before really turning to look at him, a wicked glint in his eyes, "I like your outfit."
Sehun followed him to the kitchen, raising an eyebrow at him when he started giggling like a kid.
"What was that?"
"Have you seen him?" Sehun looked towards the living room once again. Sure, Tao was wearing what seemed to be wearing all his jewelry collection at once, on top of a bright silver hat, but he couldn't say that was particularly unusual for him.
Jongin lowered his voice, so that only Sehun could hear.
"Did you know wild birds are attracted to shiny objects?"
"Oh god they are going to kill him," Sehun muttered back, unable to keep the amusement out of his voice.
"Probably not. But at the very least they'll give him the fright he deserves. For guilt tripping me into being up so early."
"Speaking of which, why are you here?" Sehun opened the basket Jongin had brought, looking up when he didn't hear an answer. Jongin looked vaguely uncomfortable, and that's when his own words came back to him, "Oh, no! That came out wrong. I meant. How can you be here, with everything ready, when I only found out we were going like an hour ago."
Jongin chuckled at that, losing the tension in his shoulders, "Don't you read your texts?"
Oh, right. Well, he usually did, but he'd seen Jongin the evening before, and there really wasn't anyone else he'd rather text. Tao, obviously, preferred to show up in his house instead.
Jongin shook his head, "I ran into Tao at the store last night. He suggested it, and it sounded like fun. To be fair, I did try to warn you."
"Is that Jonginnie?!" came a voice from the other side of the house. Sehun really had to talk to her about listening to other people's conversations.
"Hi Sora!" Jongin shouted back, smiling petulantly when Sehun scoffed at him, "Do you want to go and make sure she's ready? I can handle the basket. And Zitao."
Sehun nodded, stopping his daughter from running to greet Jongin, "You'll see him in a couple of minutes. Now, come on, let me put some sunscreen on you and then we're ready to go. Okay?"
~~~~~
It wasn't until they were all in the car, Sora and Tao taking care of the basket in the backseat, when Sehun realized he hadn't even asked where was this petting zoo supposed to be.
And when he actually did, he wished he hadn't.
"An hour away?!"
"You didn't tell him?" Jongin looked back from the front seat, staring Tao incredulously.
"Why did you think I wanted to get going so early? Besides, can you tell me you're honestly surprised? I mean, there's not much to do around here. I think that you'd have noticed if there was a huge zoo around the corner."
Sehun groaned, taking a couple of deep breaths before pulling out of the driveway.
Sora and Zitao took charge of the music player as soon as they'd left their street.
Sehun had literally no idea as to why Sora seemed to know every single song that came up on the radio, but there she found yet another thing in common with Tao.
Five songs into the trip, Sehun was willing to cut his ears of if it meant not having to listen to his passengers sing along a minute longer.
Even Jongin, who'd had an amused smile on for the first couple of minutes, now looked pained scrunching his eyes shut every time he sensed a high note coming up.
"Please talk to me. I'm going crazy," he begged, forcing his voice to be heard over the ruckus that was going on in the back.
"Do you think that I can break the stereo if I hit it strong enough?"
"Maybe. But don't do that. I like your hands," Jongin flashed him a smile before being rudely interrupted by yet another repetition of the chorus, "Besides, I think they'd actually keep singing without the music. I don't think I can deal with that."
"Maybe we can walk? What is it, like... seventy miles or so? We can totally do it."
"Totally."
"We should buy sedatives at the zoo. For the way back."
Jongin opened his mouth in horror, as if suddenly remembering he'd have to return in the same car as them.
"Anyway, aren't you used to the noise? You teach four-year-olds."
"Yeah. But they are not actually trying to kill me every time they open their mouths. My ears hurt," he whined, pouting cutely.
"Maybe we can drop them off somewhere. With the food. And leave."
Jongin hummed, "And where would be go?"
"Wherever you wanted to," Sehun batted his eyelashes at him, earning a weak punch despite the reddening of Jongin's face.
"As long as it's silent in there, I'm on board."
~~~~~
It was without exaggeration the longest one hour trip Sehun had ever had. His ears were still ringing painfully despite having been out of the car for almost ten minutes now. He didn't dare to break the much needed silence, instead walking a safe distance behind their noisy companions. Jongin walked besides him, equally silent.
He watched as Sora took Tao's hand, pulling him towards the first animal she could find. Tao was already taking pictures, pausing to teach her the right way to approach a wild animal before turning back to his phone.
"I didn't know you were friends with Tao," Sehun commented. After the initial shock of Jongin's appearance in his house, he'd questioned the fact that Tao had always mentioned Jongin abstractly, as if he only knew him from afar, which didn't seem the kind of relationship where you ended up inviting each other on Saturday morning field trips.
Jongin snorted, "We're not. Well, I mean. We kind of are," he frowned, "But I don't think there's a single person in town that isn't at least a little bit friends with Tao. Even my mother knows him, and she doesn't even live in town."
That reminded Sehun of why he hadn't expected to see him for a couple of days, the reason that he hadn't checked his phone that morning.
"Hey, didn't you say you were visiting your parents this weekend?"
"I did. There was a small change of plans," he flashed him a smile before looking ahead, to where Sora was chasing a baby duck, "Something better came up."
Sehun felt that familiar heat in his stomach again, "Really? I hope it was worth it."
A small smile was playing in Jongin's lips by the time he spoke again, "So far it is."
~~~~~
"I don't like them."
"What?! How can you not like animals?"
"They are dirty. And they break things."
"So do kids."
"It's not the same. You're a teacher. You should know better."
"Not even puppies?"
"Nope."
"You're lying. Everyone loves puppies."
"Sora's been asking for one since she was two. And I haven't caved in, as you can see."
"Yet."
"What?"
"You haven't caved in yet. We'll break through you eventually."
"I don't think so."
"So, are you telling me you wouldn't let my puppies into your house? Because we're a package deal, you know."
"... In that case, I could think about considering it."
"Yes! I win."
"No you don't. I said I'd think about considering it."
"It's practically a yes. Do you really think you could say no to me and to your daughter?"
"I lost, didn't I?"
"Yes, you did."
~~~~~
Watching them all together, Sehun knew that this was a memory he’d cherish forever. This people here had become his family, in every sense of the word, and what had begun as a regular day had somehow turned into a revelation. Sehun was happy. He’d been happy before, ever since Sora had come into his life. But this was different. This was a bubbling sense of happiness, that made him want to laugh out loud when he watched Tao and Sora fight over ice-cream, every time Jongin looked at him, smiled. He was happy.
~~~~~
"What do you mean you're sick? You can't be sick!"
"Sorry to disappoint you, Sehun," Tao turned away from the phone to cough, "But I am. Sorry."
"But what am I gonna do? The management has been planning this meeting for what, three months?"
"Well, it's not like I'm your only option, so I don't really see the problem here."
"I'm not going to ask Jongin to babysit for me," he scoffed.
"Why not? You know he wouldn't have a problem with it."
"Because... just because, okay?"
"Very mature Sehun. But you can't take Sora to work, so you don't really have a choice," Tao coughed again, and Sehun cringed. He really did sound sick, even if a part of him told him this was some sort of twisted plan on his part, "Anyway. Have fun with Jonginnie."
Sehun groaned, "I really hate you."
"I know. Bye!"
~~~~~
Jongin showed up with his backpack on and a fluffy blanket in his arms, looking like the stock picture of a kid going to a sleepover.
"Thanks for doing this," Sehun said, fixing his tie. Sora had come rushing towards Jongin, as usual, but was now in front of the TV, watching a DVD on puppies Jongin had brought with him.
"Don't even mention it."
"There's food in the fridge, and it's Friday so she can stay up if she wants to. Hopefully I won't be that late, though."
"Sehun, relax. We'll be fine," Jongin rolled his eyes, handling him his briefcase before turning to Sora, "We'll have fun, right Sora?"
Sora nodded, not taking his eyes away from the screen. Sehun flashed him a smile, grabbing his briefcase before breathing deeply.
"Okay. How do I look?"
Jongin chuckled, "Professional."
"Thanks," he kissed Sora's head, "I'm going now. See you in a couple of hours."
"Good luck!" Jongin shouted from the door.
~~~~~
The house was awfully quiet when he stepped through the door.
The living room was as spotless as he'd left it, Jongin's and Sora's shoes by the door the only thing that proved that they were actually still there. Glancing at the kitchen, he found it empty, too, a couple of dishes by the sink, but everything pretty much clean otherwise.
The low rumble of voices called his attention towards Sora's room. Dropping his briefcase by the door, he started to walk down the hall, the voices getting clearer with every step.
Peering from outside the room, his heart warmed at the sight of Jongin sitting on the bed, back against the wall as he held an almost asleep Sora in his arms. With every word of the book Jongin was reading her, her eyelids seemed to drop heavier and heavier.
Jongin's voice was deep and soothing, making Sehun feel sleepy himself as he continued to watch them. It didn't take Jongin long to notice his presence, breaking into a huge smile without letting the rhythm of the story falter.
He didn't stop reading until her deep breaths turned into soft snores.
Placing her back in the bed, Jongin made sure she was comfortable before turning back to the door, a lingering smile on his lips.
"Hi. How did it go?" he whispered once the door was closed.
"Fine," Sehun realized was still smiling too, "Have you eaten?"
Jongin shook his head, "Sora ate early. And I just forgot afterwards."
"Okay. I'm making us dinner."
"Actually, I should get going. It's getting pretty late," Jongin looked disappointed, as if he'd really been looking forward to that dinner.
"Oh. It's fine. Maybe next time."
There was no denying he was disappointed too, and he thought it must've been pretty obvious, judging by Jongin's hesitant smile.
Sehun was walking him to the door when a thought occurred to him.
"Wait. Did you walk here?"
Jongin nodded absentmindedly, putting on his light jacket.
"It's late, Jongin. And you'd have to walk across half a town. And you haven't eaten yet."
"It's really not a problem," Jongin shrugged.
"What if I drive you home?"
Jongin fixed him with a look, "Sora is asleep. You can't leave her alone."
Right.
"Then you could just... stay here? If you want to, I mean," Sehun felt stupid as soon as the words left his mouth. Why would Jongin want to spend the night on his couch instead of his very own bed just because Sehun was being his paranoid self?
When Jongin didn't answer, he chanced a look at his face. He was biting his lip, a habit that Sehun had noticed long ago that he did when considering something important.
"You wouldn't mind?"
"Of course not!" he answered a bit too quickly. Jongin's huge smile told him that it was the right answer.
"Okay."
"Okay. Now, let's go get us some dinner."
~~~~~
They had agreed that ordering pizza was their best option.
Sehun stood by the counter as they waited for it to arrive, watching as Jongin poured himself another glass of apple juice, "I'm sorry. I should probably get some wine or something for the next time."
"Hey, don't worry about it. I love apple juice," Jongin took another sip, just to prove his point.
"Of course you do," Sehun rolled his eyes, grinning when Jongin stuck his tongue out at him.
"So, tell me. How awful did that meeting end up being?"
Sehun groaned, "Very. It was long. And even more boring than usual. And I hate leaving Sora."
Jongin hummed, "You know, I'm kind of glad Tao bailed out on you. I had a really good time."
"Yes. I'm sure this was the best thing you could've done on a Friday night," Sehun mocked.
"It is, actually," he shrugged, "We had fun."
"What did you do, if I may ask?"
Jongin frowned, "I'm telling you, but you're not allowed to laugh at me, okay?"
Sehun nodded, a fake solemnity to him.
"So, it was pretty early when she finished the documentary, but she said she was hungry, so I made her dinner. She wanted me to tell her about my puppies," he smiled at his feet, "I'm sorry, but I think I kind of fed her obsession. She wants to meet them."
"It's okay. We can do that, if you want. Someday."
"See? I really did win!" he smirked, "Okay, so remember that I told you that I have two sisters? Well, I may have mentioned it to Sora, and I don't know why, but she assumed I was good at braiding hair. Which I actually am."
Sehun choked on a laughter, turning it into a cough when Jongin glared at him.
"Anyway. She said she wanted me to teach her how to, but my hair wasn't long enough, so I braided hers," Jongin shrugged, "And... and that was it."
Sehun looked at him, not missing the way he'd suddenly lowered his voice, looking shyer than he had all night, "That was it?"
"We... We talked."
"You talked?" Sehun raised his eyebrows, "What did she say?"
"Your daughter is very smart, you know."
Sehun nodded, "I do."
Jongin nodded too, breathing deeply before stepping closer with a newfound determination, until Sehun could feel the words he was saying in his lips.
"I like you, Sehun."
He didn't wait for an answer before pressing their lips together, a mere brush that made Sehun let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Sehun came back to his senses when he felt him pulling away, his lips cold from the loss of Jongin's heat. He wasn't about to lose this.
Tangling his hand in Jongin's hair, he pulled him closer until they were flushed together, his back pressed against the cold marble of his counter.
"I like you too, Jongin."
He finally closed the distance, kissing him again, albeit a little bit shyly. He hadn't done this in years, suddenly self-conscious. Despite everything, he couldn't keep the smile from his lips, only widening when he felt Jongin's own against his.
It was hard to kiss while smiling, but Jongin caught on quickly, grazing Sehun's bottom lip with his teeth, eliciting a sigh that allowed him to brush his tongue against Sehun's. That was enough to light something up in him, pushing against Jongin and pulling his hair, hard. He felt Jongin's groan in his toes, every trace of shyness gone as he let Jongin lead the kiss, pulling away minimally only to take Sehun's lower lip into his mouth, sucking until Sehun's knees threatened to buckle.
He gasped when Jongin slowed down the kiss, making it deeper instead, brushing his tongue wherever he could until Sehun forgot how to breathe, his hold in Jongin's hair borderline painful. He clutched Jongin's back, pushing his shirt up he could feel his burning skin against the palm of his hand, until he could rake his nails though it hard enough to leave marks. Jongin didn't seem opposed to it, his hold on Sehun's hips firm enough to bruise.
Jongin pulled away then, flashing him the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen before turning his attention to Sehun's neck, his plush lips leaving goosebumps behind them. He kissed softly, almost tentatively, unbuttoning a couple of buttons of his shirt before pulling away the collar, nibbling at his pale skin. Jongin's hand had moved to trace light patterns in the plane of his stomach, teasing Sehun before sinking his teeth into his clavicle. Sehun keened, pulling at Jongin's hair until they were kissing again, more teeth and tongue than anything.
It was Jongin's turn to groan when Sehun pushed a leg between his, slowing down the kiss until they were panting into each other's mouths, Jongin's hands caressing his hips for a moment before cupping his face, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw before pulling him back in for a kiss.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, an annoying sound Sehun registered as his doorbell brought him back to reality.
"The pizza is here," he mumbled against Jongin's lips, not having enough will to pull away.
"Let him go," Jongin's voice was scratchy from the kiss, making Sehun whine in the back of his throat as he leaned back in.
"You're hungry," he tried to reason, his mind buzzing when Jongin's lips moved to trail his neck once more.
"I'm not," he sucked into that spot to prove his point, making Sehun almost miss the protesting sound of Jongin's stomach.
He stifled a laugh as he pushed Jongin away, feeling hot all over again when his eyes scanned over Jongin's face, hair a mess and cheeks red, shiny red lips he wanted to get back to kissing. So, so bad.
"Yes you are," he couldn't keep the smile out of his voice as he placed a lingering kiss in Jongin's jaw, not missing the way he seemed to melt at the touch.
He was back in the kitchen not even a minute later, placing the pizza on the table before grinning at Jongin.
"You know, I don't think we'll be able to order pizza to that place again," he said, moving until he was in front of Jongin again, running his hands through Jongin's tousled hair and almost hissing when he was pulled closer by the waist.
"And why is that?"
"I think," Sehun spoke against his lips, brushing them together teasingly, "I think we just scarred the poor guy."
Jongin chuckled, kissing the corner of his lips, "I wish I could say I was sorry."
Sehun smiled again, feeling almost giddy as he pressed their lips together one last time before walking towards the table, pulling Jongin with him.
~~~~~
Sehun woke up to an empty bed.
It shouldn't have been surprising, not considering it had been like that since Sora had stopped sneaking into his bed in the middle of the night.
But that morning it felt... wrong.
Sehun frowned at the ceiling, his eyes adjusting to the dim light coming through the window as he tried to clear his mind. He felt fuzzy, that feeling you only get just after waking up the day after something great happened.
It was then that he recalled the previous night, every memory rushing into his mind all at once, until he felt just as warm and giddy as he had before going to bed.
They had been too tired to do more than making out, but it had been enough for Sehun to fall asleep feeling the happiest he'd been in a while, Jongin's arms wrapped around him. God, he felt like a lovesick teenager.
Reality was like a bucket of ice cold water when he realized he was, in fact, alone in bed, Jongin nowhere to be seen. Surely he couldn't have left just like that, right?
Sehun reached for his phone, only to realize he'd left it in the living room the night before.
Putting on an old t-shirt turned pajama, he went to check on Sora, finding her as soundly asleep as she had when they'd gone to bed. He hadn't bothered checking his clock, but by the looks of it, it seemed like it was early, way too early for a Saturday morning.
He shuffled the rest of the way to the living room, getting to his phone before hearing a hushed noise coming from the kitchen.
Padding there, he felt a little bit of hope pressing into his chest. From the open door, he could see Jongin, cladded in a worn shirt too big for him that he'd borrowed from Sehun the night before, eyes closed as he took a sip of his coffee, the familiar smell wrapping around Sehun.
"You're here," he stated obviously, a sense of wonder in his voice, startling Jongin, who barely managed to stop himself from dropping the coffee.
"Hi," he managed to smile once the mug was safely back on the table, "Of course I am. Where else would I be?" he tilted his head, looking sleepy still, and so, so beautiful Sehun wanted nothing more than to kiss him again.
Smiling back, despite feeling a little bit shaken, he poured himself a cup of coffee, taking a sip and settling it back beside Jongin's before shrugging, "You weren't in bed."
Jongin blinked at him for a moment before his words sunk in, lacing their fingers together and pulling Sehun closer, "I wouldn't leave you like that, you know."
Sehun felt himself blush. Of course Jongin was there. He wouldn't just leave without saying goodbye, and he knew that.
"I know," he leaned down, kissing Jongin's cheek, still soft with sleep, a little hint of stubble on it, "Why are you up so early?"
Jongin shrugged, smiling sheepishly, "I like being here," he punctuated his words with a kiss to Sehun's jaw.
"I like you being here, too."
Jongin's smile softened even more, pulling on his hand until Sehun sat on his lap, straddling him.
"Good. Because I think I'll spend quite a lot of time here from now on."
He kissed Sehun then, brushing their lips together until Sehun melted into him, all gentle swipes of tongues and light caressings, taking their time.
Sehun felt a familiar warmth in his stomach, pulling away to lean his head against Jongin's shoulder.
"You never told me what Sora said," he remembered, placing a kiss on his neck.
"Oh," he pulled away to find Jongin smiling softly at him, cheeks tinted a light pink, "She said I made you happy. And that she knew you made me happy, too."
Sehun froze in his place, dropping his face back in Jongin's shoulder and breathing in deeply, willing the uncomfortable feeling in his throat to go away.
"You do. You make me happy."
Jongin ran a hand across his back, "You make me happy, too."
Placing one last kiss on his shoulder, he pulled away, just sitting in a chair besides Jongin when he heard the telltale of tiny footsteps walking across the living room.
Sora came through the door rubbing her eyes, braided hair almost intact. She stopped on her place when she finally looked at them, smiling cheerfully as she sat opposite them at the table, for once not running to hug her Jonginnie.
Sehun squeezed Jongin's hand one last time before letting it go, moving to hug his daughter.
"Slept well?" he asked. She nodded against his back, rubbing her eyes again, "I like your braid."
Sora seemed to wake up a little bit more at that, "Thanks! Jonginnie made it!"
Sehun chuckled, "I know. Do you want breakfast?"
Sora nodded again, "Chocolate milk, please."
Sehun was just about to place the plastic cup on the table when Sora spoke again, almost making him drop everything.
"Are you boyfriends now?"
"What?" Sehun spluttered.
"Are you boyfriends? You were holding hands, and Taozi said boyfriends held hands."
Sehun blinked, turning to look at Jongin, who was grinning despite his obvious blush. He hadn't discussed it with him, not exactly, but he didn't think Jongin would mind all that much. Looking back at his daughter, Sehun nodded.
"Yes. We're boyfriends. Is that okay with you?"
Sora hummed, pensive for a moment, "Yes. Taozi said you'd be boyfriends someday, too."
Sehun was torn between wanting to kill 'Taozi' and making him a present, "What else did Taozi tell you?"
Sora took a sip from her chocolate milk, frowning, "He said that you want the people you love to be happy. And that if you're happy with Jonginnie I should be happy for you," she smiled at them, and Sehun reached for Jongin's hand, gripping it tightly without missing the way he was trembling slightly, "Also, he said you were dumb for taking so long. But he told me not to tell you that."
Sehun laughed, pulling Sora into a hug, his hand still wrapped around Jongin's. He could get used to this.
~~~~~
"Do you know what 'Sora' means?" Jongin asked, zipping her jacket all the way up to keep the cold wind out.
Sora shook her head, taking Jongin's hand again as they resumed their walk in the beach. It was late already, way too late to be outside by the sea in the cold winter air, but the birthday girl had insisted they go, claiming that "she'd never seen the sea having five".
"It means conch-shell. Pretty, right?"
A couple of steps behind them, Sehun watched the interaction, feeling perfectly warm despite the cold, just for having his two favorite persons in the whole world together with him.
It had been a tiring day, with Sora's birthday party at school in the morning, and going to the petting zoo in the afternoon. But Sora had been ecstatic the whole day, so it'd been worth it every minute of it.
"Daddy!" she called him, taking his hand as soon as he came closer to them, "Did you know 'Sora' means conch-shell? Isn't it nice?"
Sehun chuckled, "I did. I picked it, you know."
"Oh. Right. It's a pretty name. Thank you."
"You are welcomed," he smiled.
They turned back to her when she gasped, "Look, Jonginnie! A conch-shell! Can we take it home?"
Shrugging, Jongin picked it up, cleaning it as much as possible before giving it to her, "If you put it close to your ear, you can hear the sea," he instructed.
Sora was instantly delighted at the fact, trying it over and over again and jumping excitedly every time.
Sehun took Jongin's hand, squeezing it through the gloves before placing a kiss in the only uncovered part of his face. His lips were freezing, and Sehun knew then that it was time to go home.
"Sora, honey," she stopped jumping, skipping back to them with a smile on her face, "It's getting late. Let's go home, okay?"
Nodding, she took their hands, letting them lead her towards their car.
She was practically asleep by the time they got home, Jongin picking her up in his arms as Sehun opened the door, greeting Jongin's puppies ('our puppies', as Sora liked to say) and following Jongin to his daughter's bedroom.
"Jonginnie?" she mumbled sleepily.
"I'm here, baby," he said, helping her put on her pajama.
"Can I call you daddy too?" she asked. Jongin froze, looking back at Sehun, who was looking equally shaken from his place by the door.
"Do you want to?" he asked back, voice rough.
Sora nodded, humming.
"Then yes. You can call me daddy, too."
"Okay. Good night."
"Good night, love. Sleep well."
Jongin closed the door behind him, eyes brimmed with tears as he hugged Sehun. Sehun felt like crying too, or maybe laughing a little bit.
But above everything, he wanted to kiss Jongin until he stopped crying, get in bed together and wake up tomorrow again, just as happy as now. He wanted the three of them to be together like this forever.
His family.
Pairing: Sehun/Jongin. Slightly implied Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Rating: R
Word Count: 17,300 w.
Warnings: None.
Summary: When Sehun moved to a little town far from everything he'd ever known, he wasn't expecting get feelings for anyone. Even less for his daughter's annoyingly perfect kindergarten teacher.
Prompt #: 34
A/N: Thank you for this beautifully fluffy prompt! I hope I was able to make justice to it. Please enjoy! (Also, sekai with kids will be the death of me).
Part 1. This is Part 2.
As if he didn't hate mornings enough every day, Sehun soon found out that he hated mornings after sleeping in a tent even more.
The only upside of the situation (which, if he was honest with himself, kind of made every downside worth it) was Jongin.
Kyungsoo had come to wake them almost at sunrise, explaining to an almost dead Sehun that some kids were already awake and he needed Jongin up. He'd nodded automatically a couple of times, seriously considering going back to sleep as soon as Kyungsoo turned around. His eyes hurt, his back hurt, and everything was awful.
And then, he turned to Jongin. They'd stayed up really late the previous night, and probably hadn't gotten more than a couple of hours of sleep. It had been worth it, though, and Sehun would do it again any other day. He tried to shake Jongin awake as gently as possible, knowing from personal experience how awful it was when they awoke you harshly.
It took more than a few tries until Jongin sat up, eyes closed and looking more asleep than anything. His hair stuck up on one side, and Sehun, he himself half asleep too, couldn't stop himself from reaching out and running his hands through it. It was as soft and fluffy as it looked. That thought was enough to fully wake him, gently removing his hand and noticing how at least Jongin looked partially awake.
"Hi," he mumbled, voice scratchy with sleep.
"Hi," Sehun smiled softly, "Kyungsoo came. He said some kids are up and he needs you."
Jongin groaned, looking for a moment like he was about to cry. He lay back down, covering his face with his arms.
"Hey, don't be like that," Sehun chided, moving his arms away, "Come on. I'll go with you."
"You would?" he mumbled, opening one eye.
Sehun nodded, "Yes. But you need to get up now."
"Okay."
~~~~~
"Daddy!"
He was almost knocked off his feet by Sora running into him. Of course she'd be one of the first ones to wake up. He should've expected it.
Picking her up, he took notice of her tousled hair and rosy cheeks. She didn't look the least bit sleepy, instead bouncing in his arms excitedly.
"Hi honey," he kissed her cheek, making her giggle, "Slept well?"
"Yes. But Jonginnie was telling me a story and I fell asleep and dreamed about the story but I don't know the real ending so can we look for him? Also, I'm bored," she pouted.
Sehun was about to open his mouth when Sora looked over his shoulder, face lighting up, "Jonginnie!"
She squirmed to get out of his hold, rushing towards Jongin as soon as she was placed back on the floor.
Sehun watched as Jongin crouched to her height, listening intently to her rambles about dreaming of the story.
"What if you come and help me with the breakfast, and I tell you the ending while we work? Sounds good?"
Sora nodded, taking his hand when he got back to full height.
When they walked beside Sehun, Jongin locked their arms together.
"You're coming with me. You promised," he whispered in his ear before letting Sora drag them with her. It was going to be a long day.
~~~~~
Sehun finished packing his bag, placing his and Jongin outside of the tent. They were leaving in less than half an hour, and nothing sounded better than going back home to his bed.
Checking one last time that he wasn't leaving anything behind, he made his way to where Baekhyun was helping the kids pack their bags.
Needless to say, the whole room was a chaos. Clothes were everywhere, the kids putting whatever they found closer in their bags, regardless if it was theirs or not. Sehun wondered what sort of stuff he'd find in his daughter's bag later that day.
Speaking of which.
"Baek, have you seen Sora? I need to put her sunscreen," Baekhyun turned to him, smile slipping of.
"What do you mean have I seen Sora? She isn't with you?"
Sehun shook his head, trying to calm down his suddenly agitated heart because sure this was a mistake. This wasn't... They couldn't have lost Sora, right?
"Yeol! Have you seen Sora? She's not with Sehun!"
Baekhyun's strained tone did nothing to calm him. Chanyeol looked up from where he was playing the guitar, quickly scanning the faces of the kids around him before shaking his head.
"Saw her outside about ten minutes ago. She said she was looking for ants?"
Baekhyun cursed under his breath, "Yeol, watch the kids! You, come with me!" he ran outside, careful not to step on any kids, Sehun on his toes.
"Kyungsoo! Have you seen Sora?"
Kyungsoo's eyes went from Baekhyun to him, and back to Baekhyun.
"I haven't," Baekhyun sucked in a breath, "Calm down," he looked at Sehun, "You too. Breathe. This is probably just a misunderstanding."
He walked them to the middle of the park, all the while asking questions.
"Is anyone else missing?"
Baekhyun shook his head, looking about to cry, "Just her. We did a headcount a while ago. Her bag was almost done so I assumed... I assumed she was with you."
"Have you checked where Chanyeol told you he'd seen her?"
"She's not there. We looked on our way to get you."
"What does Jongin say?"
Baekhyun stopped on his tracks. So did Sehun.
"I haven't seen Jongin," he looked up at Sehun, "Have you seen him?"
Sehun shook his head, too weak to talk.
Kyungsoo looked murderous, "Are you fucking kidding me, Baekhyun? Go look for him!" Baekhyun ran toward the kitchen, "I'll try to reach Jongin's phone. If I can get signal, that is," he turned to walk back to where they'd found him before stopping to look at Sehun, "It'll be okay. Just... stay here, just in case."
Sehun felt like dying. His body hurt, his head hurt, and he couldn't even breathe. That afternoon kept playing like a movie in his head, wondering if he'd missed something. What if something had happened to her? What if she was hurt somewhere, far from them? What if someone had taken her? Sehun could feel every passing moment in his blood. He couldn't stop thinking, every possible scenario running through his mind. What if he never saw her again?
He didn't know how much time had happened when he heard a familiar voice coming through the woods. His first thought was that he'd already lost his mind, that he was hallucinating. But the voice kept getting clearer and clearer, louder every time.
And then Sora was coming out from behind the last line of trees, clutching a small bag in one hand and Jongin's own, bigger hand in the other.
She stopped talking when she spotted him, smiling wide before letting go of Jongin's hand, "Daddy!"
Sehun dropped to his knees, catching her when she came running towards him. He breathed her in deeply, let her voice wash over him. Sehun held back a sob, determined not to cry in front of her little girl.
He tightened the hold he had on her one last time, before reluctantly pulling away.
"Baby, go inside and tell Baekhyun you're here for me, okay? And then get your bag ready," his voice sounded alien, far, far away.
"Okay!" she chirped, kissing his cheek before skipping towards the building.
Sehun breathed in deeply, and it was like a dam had broken inside of him. He broke down sobbing, glad that he was still on his knees because he didn't think he'd be able to stand otherwise.
"Shit," Jongin ran to him from where he'd been watching them from afar, kneeling in front of him, "What's wrong? What happened? Is everyone okay?"
"Where the fuck where you?!" he spat as soon as he was able to catch his breath.
Jongin stared at him for a moment before letting out a soft 'oh'.
"I was packing the tents when I saw her getting into the forest. I followed, and found her talking to the ants. She didn't want to leave yet, so she promised she'd come with me if I told her a story about ants."
"Didn't-didn't you think I'd notice?! That I'd notice that she wasn't there and I couldn't find her and I thought that she- that she'd-"
Jongin wrapped his arms around him then.
"Don't touch me," he tried to push him away once, twice, without any force behind it. He didn't have enough energy for it.
Despite the uncomfortable position and the fact that Sehun was probably gross, Jongin held him until he stopped crying, his breathing returning to normal.
It was getting darker by the time Jongin pulled away, getting to his feet and offering him a hand that he gladly took.
"I'm driving you home, okay?" he said softly, like Sehun was easily breakable. Right now, he probably was.
"You know I didn't bring my car," he mumbled, feeling a wave of embarrassment hit him.
"It's okay. I'll ask Yeol for his keys. I'm sure Baekhyun won't mind."
"But-"
"Sehun. Don't worry about it. Go get our bags. I'll get Sora."
Sehun felt too weak to do anything but nod, shuffling his feet to where he'd left the bags hours ago. It seemed like forever since then, with everything that had gone through his mind, everything he'd felt in that short amount of time.
He found Jongin waiting by the car, a sleeping Sora in his arms. He flashed Sehun a tentative smile, opening the door for him before maneuvering Sora to his lap.
"They don't have a child seat. Sorry."
"It's fine."
Sehun kept telling himself that Sora was, fine, that she was there, and she was safe. She'd never even been in real danger in the first place. Holding her helped, making sure she was actually there. That she was fine. That he'd be fine.
The ride home was silent. Sehun wasn't mad at Jongin, not really. His body felt like he'd run a marathon, and he still had that lingering feeling like he could cry any moment now. But he wouldn't. He'd already embarrassed himself in front of Jongin too much for a single day, and despite knowing that Jongin wouldn't think any less of him because of it, it still made him uncomfortable.
He felt guilty, too. He'd lashed out at Jongin when he'd only been doing the right thing, trying to help. Not only that, but he'd ruined a perfectly good camping trip for everyone. At least he hoped the other kids hadn't noticed what was going on.
Jongin was parking in front of his house before he even realized it, getting out of the car to help him with their bags.
"Come in. I'll be back in a minute," Sehun whispered once he managed to get the front door open.
When he came back from Sora's room, after changing her into her pajamas and tucking her in, Sehun found Jongin standing in the living room, looking at the small collection of photos Sehun had managed to put together.
"Hi," he said, smiling a little when Jongin twitched and stood away from the pictures.
"Hey."
Sehun walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge before turning back to Jongin, "Do you want something to drink? We have... Apple juice, water, milk, chocolate milk?"
Jongin was smiling by the time he was done, "Chocolate milk is fine, thanks."
Sehun poured a glass for the two of them, placing them on the table before sitting in front of Jongin.
"I'm sorry," he said once he'd taken a couple of sips, feeling more like himself once he had some sugar in his system.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Jongin shook his head, placing his almost empty glass back on the table.
"Yes I did. I overreacted. And, I yelled at you."
"I'm the one who should be sorry. I really didn't think about how you'd feel. So... We're kind of even here, if you think about it," Jongin shrugged. Sehun smiled properly then, glad that at least Jongin didn't seem to resent him.
"And, I don't think you overreacted. But I do think you should sleep. You look terrible," he smirked.
Sehun groaned, "Thanks. I feel terrible. And in desperate need of a shower."
Jongin seemed about to make a remark, closing his mouth in the last minute.
"Hey, can I have your phone?" he asked suddenly, getting up and leaving the glasses by the sink.
It spoke a lot about how much trust he had in Jongin when he handed him his precious phone without questioning him.
His heart skipped a beat when Jongin unlocked his phone, a soft smile spreading over his features at the sight of baby Sora as his background.
After a few more taps, he returned the phone, having lost the confidence he'd had just a moment before, and looking smaller, sheepish.
"Now you have my phone. I thought that maybe we could... Speak? Text. When we don't see each other much?"
Sehun smiled back, feeling stupid for not having Jongin's phone already, but overall proud it was Jongin who'd decided to give it to him.
"That'd be great."
Jongin seemed to deflate at that, as if he thought Sehun could ever turn him down.
"Good."
"Good."
They smiled at each other for a moment longer before Sehun had to stifle a yawn. Jongin laughed, grabbing his jacket from one of the chairs.
"I should get going. I promised Chanyeol his car would be there in the morning."
Sehun frowned, waking him to the door, "Sorry about that."
"Don't be. It was nice."
Sehun rolled his eyes, "If you say so."
"I do," Jongin lingered by the door, "You're a great dad, Sehun. I mean it."
Sehun nodded, feeling strangely chocked up, before being pulled into a hug. It was over before it fully registered in his mind the fact that Jongin was hugging him, and that it felt really, really nice, but the warmth it left behind remained long after Jongin had closed the door behind him.
Goodnight, Jongin. Thanks. For everything.
~~~~~
"I hate you. I really do," he groaned, face pressed against his table.
"Come on! It'll be fun, I swear!"
Sometimes, Tao reminded him of Jongdae. They were nothing alike, but they had a similar way of convincing Sehun of doing things 'for his own good'. Which, he hated to admit that usually they were right.
That's why, when Zitao had shown up by his door at an unholy hour for a Saturday morning, he'd known instantly that he'd regret ever getting out of bed that morning.
"Are you telling me you'd stop your very own daughter from visiting the animals she loves so much just because you want to sleep?"
"I'm morally against zoos, you know," Sehun said, clinging to the last excuse he could possibly find as to why the whole plan was a terrible idea.
"It's not a zoo! It's a petting zoo. You know. Little animals. Free all around a huge park. Pretty birds and trees. You know Sora would love it."
He did. Sehun was completely sure that his daughter would be ecstatic as soon as she found out. Which was why he had to suppress a groan when he heard bare feet padding through the floor.
"Are we going to the zoo?!"
His, "Sora, it's not polite to listen to other people's conversations," got cut short by Tao's "Yes we are!"
And then Sehun was getting ready to go out, managing to get Sora ready and make himself at least presentable by the time the doorbell rang.
"I think you should get that," Tao commented from where he'd spent the last twenty minutes reading a magazine, unperturbed as Sehun ran around getting things ready.
It was the way he said it that had Sehun pausing in his way to the door, looking at Tao with a sense of dread.
"What did you do?"
Zitao blinked at him innocently, "What? I just thought you'd appreciate it if I invited someone to keep you company."
"You're so dead," he mouthed before opening the door, revealing an unfairly good looking Jongin.
"Hey. I brought food?"
"Thank God," Sehun said, moving aside to let Jongin in.
Zitao flashed him a brilliant smile from his place on the couch, "Hi Jongin!"
"Hi, Tao," Jongin smiled his way, before really turning to look at him, a wicked glint in his eyes, "I like your outfit."
Sehun followed him to the kitchen, raising an eyebrow at him when he started giggling like a kid.
"What was that?"
"Have you seen him?" Sehun looked towards the living room once again. Sure, Tao was wearing what seemed to be wearing all his jewelry collection at once, on top of a bright silver hat, but he couldn't say that was particularly unusual for him.
Jongin lowered his voice, so that only Sehun could hear.
"Did you know wild birds are attracted to shiny objects?"
"Oh god they are going to kill him," Sehun muttered back, unable to keep the amusement out of his voice.
"Probably not. But at the very least they'll give him the fright he deserves. For guilt tripping me into being up so early."
"Speaking of which, why are you here?" Sehun opened the basket Jongin had brought, looking up when he didn't hear an answer. Jongin looked vaguely uncomfortable, and that's when his own words came back to him, "Oh, no! That came out wrong. I meant. How can you be here, with everything ready, when I only found out we were going like an hour ago."
Jongin chuckled at that, losing the tension in his shoulders, "Don't you read your texts?"
Oh, right. Well, he usually did, but he'd seen Jongin the evening before, and there really wasn't anyone else he'd rather text. Tao, obviously, preferred to show up in his house instead.
Jongin shook his head, "I ran into Tao at the store last night. He suggested it, and it sounded like fun. To be fair, I did try to warn you."
"Is that Jonginnie?!" came a voice from the other side of the house. Sehun really had to talk to her about listening to other people's conversations.
"Hi Sora!" Jongin shouted back, smiling petulantly when Sehun scoffed at him, "Do you want to go and make sure she's ready? I can handle the basket. And Zitao."
Sehun nodded, stopping his daughter from running to greet Jongin, "You'll see him in a couple of minutes. Now, come on, let me put some sunscreen on you and then we're ready to go. Okay?"
~~~~~
It wasn't until they were all in the car, Sora and Tao taking care of the basket in the backseat, when Sehun realized he hadn't even asked where was this petting zoo supposed to be.
And when he actually did, he wished he hadn't.
"An hour away?!"
"You didn't tell him?" Jongin looked back from the front seat, staring Tao incredulously.
"Why did you think I wanted to get going so early? Besides, can you tell me you're honestly surprised? I mean, there's not much to do around here. I think that you'd have noticed if there was a huge zoo around the corner."
Sehun groaned, taking a couple of deep breaths before pulling out of the driveway.
Sora and Zitao took charge of the music player as soon as they'd left their street.
Sehun had literally no idea as to why Sora seemed to know every single song that came up on the radio, but there she found yet another thing in common with Tao.
Five songs into the trip, Sehun was willing to cut his ears of if it meant not having to listen to his passengers sing along a minute longer.
Even Jongin, who'd had an amused smile on for the first couple of minutes, now looked pained scrunching his eyes shut every time he sensed a high note coming up.
"Please talk to me. I'm going crazy," he begged, forcing his voice to be heard over the ruckus that was going on in the back.
"Do you think that I can break the stereo if I hit it strong enough?"
"Maybe. But don't do that. I like your hands," Jongin flashed him a smile before being rudely interrupted by yet another repetition of the chorus, "Besides, I think they'd actually keep singing without the music. I don't think I can deal with that."
"Maybe we can walk? What is it, like... seventy miles or so? We can totally do it."
"Totally."
"We should buy sedatives at the zoo. For the way back."
Jongin opened his mouth in horror, as if suddenly remembering he'd have to return in the same car as them.
"Anyway, aren't you used to the noise? You teach four-year-olds."
"Yeah. But they are not actually trying to kill me every time they open their mouths. My ears hurt," he whined, pouting cutely.
"Maybe we can drop them off somewhere. With the food. And leave."
Jongin hummed, "And where would be go?"
"Wherever you wanted to," Sehun batted his eyelashes at him, earning a weak punch despite the reddening of Jongin's face.
"As long as it's silent in there, I'm on board."
~~~~~
It was without exaggeration the longest one hour trip Sehun had ever had. His ears were still ringing painfully despite having been out of the car for almost ten minutes now. He didn't dare to break the much needed silence, instead walking a safe distance behind their noisy companions. Jongin walked besides him, equally silent.
He watched as Sora took Tao's hand, pulling him towards the first animal she could find. Tao was already taking pictures, pausing to teach her the right way to approach a wild animal before turning back to his phone.
"I didn't know you were friends with Tao," Sehun commented. After the initial shock of Jongin's appearance in his house, he'd questioned the fact that Tao had always mentioned Jongin abstractly, as if he only knew him from afar, which didn't seem the kind of relationship where you ended up inviting each other on Saturday morning field trips.
Jongin snorted, "We're not. Well, I mean. We kind of are," he frowned, "But I don't think there's a single person in town that isn't at least a little bit friends with Tao. Even my mother knows him, and she doesn't even live in town."
That reminded Sehun of why he hadn't expected to see him for a couple of days, the reason that he hadn't checked his phone that morning.
"Hey, didn't you say you were visiting your parents this weekend?"
"I did. There was a small change of plans," he flashed him a smile before looking ahead, to where Sora was chasing a baby duck, "Something better came up."
Sehun felt that familiar heat in his stomach again, "Really? I hope it was worth it."
A small smile was playing in Jongin's lips by the time he spoke again, "So far it is."
~~~~~
"I don't like them."
"What?! How can you not like animals?"
"They are dirty. And they break things."
"So do kids."
"It's not the same. You're a teacher. You should know better."
"Not even puppies?"
"Nope."
"You're lying. Everyone loves puppies."
"Sora's been asking for one since she was two. And I haven't caved in, as you can see."
"Yet."
"What?"
"You haven't caved in yet. We'll break through you eventually."
"I don't think so."
"So, are you telling me you wouldn't let my puppies into your house? Because we're a package deal, you know."
"... In that case, I could think about considering it."
"Yes! I win."
"No you don't. I said I'd think about considering it."
"It's practically a yes. Do you really think you could say no to me and to your daughter?"
"I lost, didn't I?"
"Yes, you did."
~~~~~
Watching them all together, Sehun knew that this was a memory he’d cherish forever. This people here had become his family, in every sense of the word, and what had begun as a regular day had somehow turned into a revelation. Sehun was happy. He’d been happy before, ever since Sora had come into his life. But this was different. This was a bubbling sense of happiness, that made him want to laugh out loud when he watched Tao and Sora fight over ice-cream, every time Jongin looked at him, smiled. He was happy.
~~~~~
"What do you mean you're sick? You can't be sick!"
"Sorry to disappoint you, Sehun," Tao turned away from the phone to cough, "But I am. Sorry."
"But what am I gonna do? The management has been planning this meeting for what, three months?"
"Well, it's not like I'm your only option, so I don't really see the problem here."
"I'm not going to ask Jongin to babysit for me," he scoffed.
"Why not? You know he wouldn't have a problem with it."
"Because... just because, okay?"
"Very mature Sehun. But you can't take Sora to work, so you don't really have a choice," Tao coughed again, and Sehun cringed. He really did sound sick, even if a part of him told him this was some sort of twisted plan on his part, "Anyway. Have fun with Jonginnie."
Sehun groaned, "I really hate you."
"I know. Bye!"
~~~~~
Jongin showed up with his backpack on and a fluffy blanket in his arms, looking like the stock picture of a kid going to a sleepover.
"Thanks for doing this," Sehun said, fixing his tie. Sora had come rushing towards Jongin, as usual, but was now in front of the TV, watching a DVD on puppies Jongin had brought with him.
"Don't even mention it."
"There's food in the fridge, and it's Friday so she can stay up if she wants to. Hopefully I won't be that late, though."
"Sehun, relax. We'll be fine," Jongin rolled his eyes, handling him his briefcase before turning to Sora, "We'll have fun, right Sora?"
Sora nodded, not taking his eyes away from the screen. Sehun flashed him a smile, grabbing his briefcase before breathing deeply.
"Okay. How do I look?"
Jongin chuckled, "Professional."
"Thanks," he kissed Sora's head, "I'm going now. See you in a couple of hours."
"Good luck!" Jongin shouted from the door.
~~~~~
The house was awfully quiet when he stepped through the door.
The living room was as spotless as he'd left it, Jongin's and Sora's shoes by the door the only thing that proved that they were actually still there. Glancing at the kitchen, he found it empty, too, a couple of dishes by the sink, but everything pretty much clean otherwise.
The low rumble of voices called his attention towards Sora's room. Dropping his briefcase by the door, he started to walk down the hall, the voices getting clearer with every step.
Peering from outside the room, his heart warmed at the sight of Jongin sitting on the bed, back against the wall as he held an almost asleep Sora in his arms. With every word of the book Jongin was reading her, her eyelids seemed to drop heavier and heavier.
Jongin's voice was deep and soothing, making Sehun feel sleepy himself as he continued to watch them. It didn't take Jongin long to notice his presence, breaking into a huge smile without letting the rhythm of the story falter.
He didn't stop reading until her deep breaths turned into soft snores.
Placing her back in the bed, Jongin made sure she was comfortable before turning back to the door, a lingering smile on his lips.
"Hi. How did it go?" he whispered once the door was closed.
"Fine," Sehun realized was still smiling too, "Have you eaten?"
Jongin shook his head, "Sora ate early. And I just forgot afterwards."
"Okay. I'm making us dinner."
"Actually, I should get going. It's getting pretty late," Jongin looked disappointed, as if he'd really been looking forward to that dinner.
"Oh. It's fine. Maybe next time."
There was no denying he was disappointed too, and he thought it must've been pretty obvious, judging by Jongin's hesitant smile.
Sehun was walking him to the door when a thought occurred to him.
"Wait. Did you walk here?"
Jongin nodded absentmindedly, putting on his light jacket.
"It's late, Jongin. And you'd have to walk across half a town. And you haven't eaten yet."
"It's really not a problem," Jongin shrugged.
"What if I drive you home?"
Jongin fixed him with a look, "Sora is asleep. You can't leave her alone."
Right.
"Then you could just... stay here? If you want to, I mean," Sehun felt stupid as soon as the words left his mouth. Why would Jongin want to spend the night on his couch instead of his very own bed just because Sehun was being his paranoid self?
When Jongin didn't answer, he chanced a look at his face. He was biting his lip, a habit that Sehun had noticed long ago that he did when considering something important.
"You wouldn't mind?"
"Of course not!" he answered a bit too quickly. Jongin's huge smile told him that it was the right answer.
"Okay."
"Okay. Now, let's go get us some dinner."
~~~~~
They had agreed that ordering pizza was their best option.
Sehun stood by the counter as they waited for it to arrive, watching as Jongin poured himself another glass of apple juice, "I'm sorry. I should probably get some wine or something for the next time."
"Hey, don't worry about it. I love apple juice," Jongin took another sip, just to prove his point.
"Of course you do," Sehun rolled his eyes, grinning when Jongin stuck his tongue out at him.
"So, tell me. How awful did that meeting end up being?"
Sehun groaned, "Very. It was long. And even more boring than usual. And I hate leaving Sora."
Jongin hummed, "You know, I'm kind of glad Tao bailed out on you. I had a really good time."
"Yes. I'm sure this was the best thing you could've done on a Friday night," Sehun mocked.
"It is, actually," he shrugged, "We had fun."
"What did you do, if I may ask?"
Jongin frowned, "I'm telling you, but you're not allowed to laugh at me, okay?"
Sehun nodded, a fake solemnity to him.
"So, it was pretty early when she finished the documentary, but she said she was hungry, so I made her dinner. She wanted me to tell her about my puppies," he smiled at his feet, "I'm sorry, but I think I kind of fed her obsession. She wants to meet them."
"It's okay. We can do that, if you want. Someday."
"See? I really did win!" he smirked, "Okay, so remember that I told you that I have two sisters? Well, I may have mentioned it to Sora, and I don't know why, but she assumed I was good at braiding hair. Which I actually am."
Sehun choked on a laughter, turning it into a cough when Jongin glared at him.
"Anyway. She said she wanted me to teach her how to, but my hair wasn't long enough, so I braided hers," Jongin shrugged, "And... and that was it."
Sehun looked at him, not missing the way he'd suddenly lowered his voice, looking shyer than he had all night, "That was it?"
"We... We talked."
"You talked?" Sehun raised his eyebrows, "What did she say?"
"Your daughter is very smart, you know."
Sehun nodded, "I do."
Jongin nodded too, breathing deeply before stepping closer with a newfound determination, until Sehun could feel the words he was saying in his lips.
"I like you, Sehun."
He didn't wait for an answer before pressing their lips together, a mere brush that made Sehun let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Sehun came back to his senses when he felt him pulling away, his lips cold from the loss of Jongin's heat. He wasn't about to lose this.
Tangling his hand in Jongin's hair, he pulled him closer until they were flushed together, his back pressed against the cold marble of his counter.
"I like you too, Jongin."
He finally closed the distance, kissing him again, albeit a little bit shyly. He hadn't done this in years, suddenly self-conscious. Despite everything, he couldn't keep the smile from his lips, only widening when he felt Jongin's own against his.
It was hard to kiss while smiling, but Jongin caught on quickly, grazing Sehun's bottom lip with his teeth, eliciting a sigh that allowed him to brush his tongue against Sehun's. That was enough to light something up in him, pushing against Jongin and pulling his hair, hard. He felt Jongin's groan in his toes, every trace of shyness gone as he let Jongin lead the kiss, pulling away minimally only to take Sehun's lower lip into his mouth, sucking until Sehun's knees threatened to buckle.
He gasped when Jongin slowed down the kiss, making it deeper instead, brushing his tongue wherever he could until Sehun forgot how to breathe, his hold in Jongin's hair borderline painful. He clutched Jongin's back, pushing his shirt up he could feel his burning skin against the palm of his hand, until he could rake his nails though it hard enough to leave marks. Jongin didn't seem opposed to it, his hold on Sehun's hips firm enough to bruise.
Jongin pulled away then, flashing him the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen before turning his attention to Sehun's neck, his plush lips leaving goosebumps behind them. He kissed softly, almost tentatively, unbuttoning a couple of buttons of his shirt before pulling away the collar, nibbling at his pale skin. Jongin's hand had moved to trace light patterns in the plane of his stomach, teasing Sehun before sinking his teeth into his clavicle. Sehun keened, pulling at Jongin's hair until they were kissing again, more teeth and tongue than anything.
It was Jongin's turn to groan when Sehun pushed a leg between his, slowing down the kiss until they were panting into each other's mouths, Jongin's hands caressing his hips for a moment before cupping his face, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw before pulling him back in for a kiss.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, an annoying sound Sehun registered as his doorbell brought him back to reality.
"The pizza is here," he mumbled against Jongin's lips, not having enough will to pull away.
"Let him go," Jongin's voice was scratchy from the kiss, making Sehun whine in the back of his throat as he leaned back in.
"You're hungry," he tried to reason, his mind buzzing when Jongin's lips moved to trail his neck once more.
"I'm not," he sucked into that spot to prove his point, making Sehun almost miss the protesting sound of Jongin's stomach.
He stifled a laugh as he pushed Jongin away, feeling hot all over again when his eyes scanned over Jongin's face, hair a mess and cheeks red, shiny red lips he wanted to get back to kissing. So, so bad.
"Yes you are," he couldn't keep the smile out of his voice as he placed a lingering kiss in Jongin's jaw, not missing the way he seemed to melt at the touch.
He was back in the kitchen not even a minute later, placing the pizza on the table before grinning at Jongin.
"You know, I don't think we'll be able to order pizza to that place again," he said, moving until he was in front of Jongin again, running his hands through Jongin's tousled hair and almost hissing when he was pulled closer by the waist.
"And why is that?"
"I think," Sehun spoke against his lips, brushing them together teasingly, "I think we just scarred the poor guy."
Jongin chuckled, kissing the corner of his lips, "I wish I could say I was sorry."
Sehun smiled again, feeling almost giddy as he pressed their lips together one last time before walking towards the table, pulling Jongin with him.
~~~~~
Sehun woke up to an empty bed.
It shouldn't have been surprising, not considering it had been like that since Sora had stopped sneaking into his bed in the middle of the night.
But that morning it felt... wrong.
Sehun frowned at the ceiling, his eyes adjusting to the dim light coming through the window as he tried to clear his mind. He felt fuzzy, that feeling you only get just after waking up the day after something great happened.
It was then that he recalled the previous night, every memory rushing into his mind all at once, until he felt just as warm and giddy as he had before going to bed.
They had been too tired to do more than making out, but it had been enough for Sehun to fall asleep feeling the happiest he'd been in a while, Jongin's arms wrapped around him. God, he felt like a lovesick teenager.
Reality was like a bucket of ice cold water when he realized he was, in fact, alone in bed, Jongin nowhere to be seen. Surely he couldn't have left just like that, right?
Sehun reached for his phone, only to realize he'd left it in the living room the night before.
Putting on an old t-shirt turned pajama, he went to check on Sora, finding her as soundly asleep as she had when they'd gone to bed. He hadn't bothered checking his clock, but by the looks of it, it seemed like it was early, way too early for a Saturday morning.
He shuffled the rest of the way to the living room, getting to his phone before hearing a hushed noise coming from the kitchen.
Padding there, he felt a little bit of hope pressing into his chest. From the open door, he could see Jongin, cladded in a worn shirt too big for him that he'd borrowed from Sehun the night before, eyes closed as he took a sip of his coffee, the familiar smell wrapping around Sehun.
"You're here," he stated obviously, a sense of wonder in his voice, startling Jongin, who barely managed to stop himself from dropping the coffee.
"Hi," he managed to smile once the mug was safely back on the table, "Of course I am. Where else would I be?" he tilted his head, looking sleepy still, and so, so beautiful Sehun wanted nothing more than to kiss him again.
Smiling back, despite feeling a little bit shaken, he poured himself a cup of coffee, taking a sip and settling it back beside Jongin's before shrugging, "You weren't in bed."
Jongin blinked at him for a moment before his words sunk in, lacing their fingers together and pulling Sehun closer, "I wouldn't leave you like that, you know."
Sehun felt himself blush. Of course Jongin was there. He wouldn't just leave without saying goodbye, and he knew that.
"I know," he leaned down, kissing Jongin's cheek, still soft with sleep, a little hint of stubble on it, "Why are you up so early?"
Jongin shrugged, smiling sheepishly, "I like being here," he punctuated his words with a kiss to Sehun's jaw.
"I like you being here, too."
Jongin's smile softened even more, pulling on his hand until Sehun sat on his lap, straddling him.
"Good. Because I think I'll spend quite a lot of time here from now on."
He kissed Sehun then, brushing their lips together until Sehun melted into him, all gentle swipes of tongues and light caressings, taking their time.
Sehun felt a familiar warmth in his stomach, pulling away to lean his head against Jongin's shoulder.
"You never told me what Sora said," he remembered, placing a kiss on his neck.
"Oh," he pulled away to find Jongin smiling softly at him, cheeks tinted a light pink, "She said I made you happy. And that she knew you made me happy, too."
Sehun froze in his place, dropping his face back in Jongin's shoulder and breathing in deeply, willing the uncomfortable feeling in his throat to go away.
"You do. You make me happy."
Jongin ran a hand across his back, "You make me happy, too."
Placing one last kiss on his shoulder, he pulled away, just sitting in a chair besides Jongin when he heard the telltale of tiny footsteps walking across the living room.
Sora came through the door rubbing her eyes, braided hair almost intact. She stopped on her place when she finally looked at them, smiling cheerfully as she sat opposite them at the table, for once not running to hug her Jonginnie.
Sehun squeezed Jongin's hand one last time before letting it go, moving to hug his daughter.
"Slept well?" he asked. She nodded against his back, rubbing her eyes again, "I like your braid."
Sora seemed to wake up a little bit more at that, "Thanks! Jonginnie made it!"
Sehun chuckled, "I know. Do you want breakfast?"
Sora nodded again, "Chocolate milk, please."
Sehun was just about to place the plastic cup on the table when Sora spoke again, almost making him drop everything.
"Are you boyfriends now?"
"What?" Sehun spluttered.
"Are you boyfriends? You were holding hands, and Taozi said boyfriends held hands."
Sehun blinked, turning to look at Jongin, who was grinning despite his obvious blush. He hadn't discussed it with him, not exactly, but he didn't think Jongin would mind all that much. Looking back at his daughter, Sehun nodded.
"Yes. We're boyfriends. Is that okay with you?"
Sora hummed, pensive for a moment, "Yes. Taozi said you'd be boyfriends someday, too."
Sehun was torn between wanting to kill 'Taozi' and making him a present, "What else did Taozi tell you?"
Sora took a sip from her chocolate milk, frowning, "He said that you want the people you love to be happy. And that if you're happy with Jonginnie I should be happy for you," she smiled at them, and Sehun reached for Jongin's hand, gripping it tightly without missing the way he was trembling slightly, "Also, he said you were dumb for taking so long. But he told me not to tell you that."
Sehun laughed, pulling Sora into a hug, his hand still wrapped around Jongin's. He could get used to this.
~~~~~
"Do you know what 'Sora' means?" Jongin asked, zipping her jacket all the way up to keep the cold wind out.
Sora shook her head, taking Jongin's hand again as they resumed their walk in the beach. It was late already, way too late to be outside by the sea in the cold winter air, but the birthday girl had insisted they go, claiming that "she'd never seen the sea having five".
"It means conch-shell. Pretty, right?"
A couple of steps behind them, Sehun watched the interaction, feeling perfectly warm despite the cold, just for having his two favorite persons in the whole world together with him.
It had been a tiring day, with Sora's birthday party at school in the morning, and going to the petting zoo in the afternoon. But Sora had been ecstatic the whole day, so it'd been worth it every minute of it.
"Daddy!" she called him, taking his hand as soon as he came closer to them, "Did you know 'Sora' means conch-shell? Isn't it nice?"
Sehun chuckled, "I did. I picked it, you know."
"Oh. Right. It's a pretty name. Thank you."
"You are welcomed," he smiled.
They turned back to her when she gasped, "Look, Jonginnie! A conch-shell! Can we take it home?"
Shrugging, Jongin picked it up, cleaning it as much as possible before giving it to her, "If you put it close to your ear, you can hear the sea," he instructed.
Sora was instantly delighted at the fact, trying it over and over again and jumping excitedly every time.
Sehun took Jongin's hand, squeezing it through the gloves before placing a kiss in the only uncovered part of his face. His lips were freezing, and Sehun knew then that it was time to go home.
"Sora, honey," she stopped jumping, skipping back to them with a smile on her face, "It's getting late. Let's go home, okay?"
Nodding, she took their hands, letting them lead her towards their car.
She was practically asleep by the time they got home, Jongin picking her up in his arms as Sehun opened the door, greeting Jongin's puppies ('our puppies', as Sora liked to say) and following Jongin to his daughter's bedroom.
"Jonginnie?" she mumbled sleepily.
"I'm here, baby," he said, helping her put on her pajama.
"Can I call you daddy too?" she asked. Jongin froze, looking back at Sehun, who was looking equally shaken from his place by the door.
"Do you want to?" he asked back, voice rough.
Sora nodded, humming.
"Then yes. You can call me daddy, too."
"Okay. Good night."
"Good night, love. Sleep well."
Jongin closed the door behind him, eyes brimmed with tears as he hugged Sehun. Sehun felt like crying too, or maybe laughing a little bit.
But above everything, he wanted to kiss Jongin until he stopped crying, get in bed together and wake up tomorrow again, just as happy as now. He wanted the three of them to be together like this forever.
His family.