The Baby Years - Month 12 [Pt.2] (HoMin)
Series: Family
Title: The Baby Years - 12 Months (Pt. 2)
Pairing: HoMin
Authors: monick87 & dc_flag
Length: One-shot
Genre: AU
Warnings: Mpreg, explicit sex
Rate: NC- 17
Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the plot
Summary: Yunho and Changmin adventures while JiYool just turned 1 year old!
A/N (monick87): 6th in the Family Series. Not short and we hope you like it! :)
*Next Evening*
“Bath time, princess,” Changmin said, as he picked up JiYool from his bed. “Got to get you ready for bed.”
Yunho smiled and watched his boyfriend and daughter disappear into the master bathroom. He got up and walked into her room and grabbed her pajamas, diaper, stuffed Minnie Mouse (that Yoochun gave her) and baby blanket. Yunho walked back into his shared bedroom, and sat the stuff on the bed.
“Yunnie,” Changmin called. “Can you bring a towel please? Two of them?”
Yunho just knew that JiYool splashed water all over Changmin. With a laugh, he fetched two fluffy towels, and walked into the bathroom.
“I’m not going to ask what happened here,” he chuckled.
Changmin frowned. “Then don’t.” he said as Yunho handed him a towel. “It’s obvious what has happened here.”
Yunho bent down and lifted JiYool out of the water, and she squirmed. Changmin wrapped her in the towel, and started cleaning up her mess. Yunho walked back into the now warm bedroom, and laid her on the bed. He carefully dried her off, and lotioned and powered her down. Next, came the diaper (which he had finally mastered), and onsie since it was getting colder at night. JiYool let her father dress her and until she saw her Minnie Mouse by the pillows.
“Tha,” the little girl said, pointing to it.
Yunho looked behind him, and grabbed the stuffed animal. “PJ’s first, sweetie,” he said and put the toy aside.
JiYool began her mini temper tantrum: grumbling and whimpering before she started crying which caused Changmin to come out of the bathroom. “What’s up, now?”
“I’m trying to dress her, but she’s moving,” Yunho said struggling to put the shirt over his daughter’s head.
Changmin sighed and walked over to the bed. He sat down and carefully took JiYool from Yunho, and with great skill and effort, he placed the shirt over the little girls head, and pants over her diaper and onsie.
“Not so hard right, Yun?” He smiled at his boyfriend, while Yunho pouted. Changmin reached beside him, and handed his little girl her toy. “You get the book for tonight?”
Yunho stuck his tongue out at his family, and reached onto his side of the nightstand and grabbed the book that they would be reading to their daughter. Changmin settled on the bed and Yunho followed suit with JiYool crawling to be in-between them.
“Bottle?” Yunho asked as he bends down to kiss JiYool’s clean hair.
Instead of a bottle, Changmin handed their daughter a brand new sippy cup. “We have to start weening her off of the bottle.”
“She just turned one yesterday, Min,” Yunho protested, as JiYool looked at the sippy cup then up at Yunho.
Changmin shrugged, and Yunho knew that he was reading that infant to toddler book again. Without another word, Yunho opened the children’s book and Changmin smiled. Yunho saw the look in Changmin’s eyes and leaned over and kissed his boyfriends’ cheek. JiYool subconsciously placed the sippy cup into her mouth, and stared at the colorful book.
Changmin laughed as Yunho read the book in a childish voice, and JiYool laughed just because her appas were laughing. The younger man embraced his little baby, because otherwise she wouldn’t be able to sleep.
It didn’t take long before the little girl was asleep. Changmin took the book and the sippy cup away from her, and placed them on his nightstand. Yunho carefully picked her up, and Changmin handed him her stuff Minnie Mouse and blanket. He watched as his boyfriend left the room with their child. With another smile, he began his nightly routine for bed.
Yunho gently placed his sleeping princess in her crib, and covered her up. He brushed a few stray locks of her hair out of her face, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. With the click of the nightlight by the door, he exited the room, and made his way back to his and Changmin’s bed.
As he entered the room, Changmin was exiting the bathroom wearing nothing but his boxer-briefs and thin white shirt.
“Come over here,” Yunho purred, as he made grabby hands for his boyfriend.
Changmin being in a playful mood, walked over to Yunho and was pulled on top of his boyfriend. He allowed Yunho’s hand to roam all over his body, but stopped him once they reached his boxers.
“No, Yun. Not as much as I would love to,” Changmin said, as he set up on top of Yunho’s stomach. “I haven’t taken my pills and I don’t want to risk another unplanned pregnancy. I already had to take the morning after pill this morning, because were didn’t use any form of protection last night.” Yunho pouted, but then reached into the nightstand, and pulled out a box of Magnum condoms…since he was large. “Seriously? You’re prepared?”
Yunho smiled, and pulled Changmin close to him, and took out a square foil. “I’m always prepared for you, Minnie.”
Changmin smiled deviously, and let Yunho have his wicked way with him.
*****
*6 am*
The sound of crying came through the door, and Changmin covered his ears with Yunho’s upper arm. Yunho moved around a bit, and pulled Changmin closer to his chest, letting his hand travel down to his ass.
“Yun,” Changmin groaned, as he tried to move away from Yunho’s hands. “Get up…”
Yunho yawned and stretched. “Huh?” He asked, but grinned as he heard Changmin moan, as he slipped a finger inside his boyfriend’s tight heat, before taking it out quickly. “You said something, babe?”
“JiYool is crying, Yunho.” Changmin hissed as Yunho removed his finger again, as he propped himself up on his elbows. “Make her stop, and firstly go wash you hands!”
Yunho nodded, and tumbled out of the bed. He searched around for his boxers, and when he found them he put them on and clumsily made his way out of the bedroom, to the hallway bathroom. As that Changmin sighed and looked for his clothes before he went about changing the sheets to fresh ones incase JiYool came to sleep in the bed with them.
When Yunho walked into JiYool’s room, she was standing up and holding on to the railing, crying her heart out. Yunho walked over to her, and smiled as she launched herself to him wanting to be picked up. Yunho did as she wanted, and quieted her down. He walked over to the changing table, and changed her diaper. After she was clean, he went over to the rocking chair with ottoman, and patted her back as she fell back to sleep.
He stood up, and placed her back into her crib. However, once her body touched the bed, she woke up and started crying. JiYool reached and clung onto Yunho’s neck. Her father tried to get her off, but she cried more.
“Brat,” Yunho whispered with a grin, as he patted his daughter’s back again.
Yunho had an idea pop in his head, and he instantly got into the crib. As he lay down, JiYool laid on top of him, and fell sleep quickly. As Yunho moved to get up, JiYool moved also to held on tighter. After a few attempts, Yunho completely gave up, and cuddled JiYool close, and before he knew it, he fell asleep too.
*****
*Later that Morning*
Changmin was preparing oatmeal and fruit for his family, when Yunho and JiYool came out from her bedroom.
“You seriously slept in there, Yunho?” Changmin asked, as he set the food on the table along with the bowls.
JiYool stumbled over to Changmin with a smile. He picked up the little girl, and wiped down her face and hands before settling her into her high chair.
“I did,” Yunho answered taking a seat, and opening up the newspaper. “She wouldn’t let me leave.”
Changmin laughed, and spooned out the oatmeal. “You could have brought her to our room, Yun.” He finished as Yunho started complaining of a sore neck. “That’s what you get.”
“It hurts, Min!” He whined which made JiYool laugh. Changmin leaned into Yunho, and bit his neck making Yunho jump in his seat. “Changmin-ah!”
Changmin took a seat once he grabbed the fresh orange juice off the counter. “Pay back for this, hyung!” he said as he showed his so called ‘love bite’ or more so of a bruise to his fiancé.
Yunho just smiled and began feeding an impatient JiYool. The family ate and talked over whatever crossed their mind. Both parents smiled as JiYool tried feeding herself. She made a complete mess, and Changmin cleaned her, the table and floor up. After a while the family started on the fruit. Yunho ate while he finished up the paper, and JiYool grabbed his hand as in telling him to share.
“What princess?” Her father asked.
She looked at the strawberry on his plate, and reached to grab it. Yunho laughed and feed her from the variety of fruits.
“Yunho,” Changmin asked as he watched his boyfriend and daughter finish their breakfast.
Yunho looked at Changmin and smiled. “Yes?”
“You know that she has you wrapped around her little fingers right?” Changmin asked smiling.
The older man looked at his daughter and smiled. “I know,” he said and kissed JiYool’s forehead as she continued eating her strawberries. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
*****
“Are you ok, babe?” Yunho asked his lover. “You look stressed.”
“I am,” Changmin responded, as he grabbed a bag of rice and put it in their shopping cart. “I have to finish a few rock songs for this Friday and I just have the f-,” he stopped as he remembered JiYool was with them, comfortably sitting on the baby’s seat of the shopping cart. “I just have a few lines.”
“Don’t worry,” Yunho reassured his fiancé. “Everything’s gonna turn out right.”
Changmin smiled, and went to the baby’s section. “Grab a can of milk, while I go for the diapers.”
Yunho frowned. “But I just bought milk and diapers like 3 days ago! What about those?” He asked slightly confused.
Changmin raised an eyebrow. “Yun, dear. Do you have any idea how many ounces of milk this princess drinks on daily basis?”
The older man sighed and just went to grab those items Changmin had just asked for. Apparently as children got older, more money was spent for the necessities. Fortunately, he was a person who always saved money, and he had a really nice income, along with Changmin, so money wasn’t that much of problem for them. But still, he wanted to save money to build a house in the countryside for his family someday.
“Don’t you think we should start with the potty training?” Yunho asked, after putting the items in the shopping cart.
Changmin, who was looking for baby’s shampoo, lotion, and soap, turned to look at him. “It’s too early. She has to be able to sit, go up and down stairs, and walk more steadily to do so.” he explained, after going back to was he was doing.
Yunho sighed, and silently cried because he knew they would have to buy clothes again, since she was growing so fast.
“We must buy Styrofoam, Yunho,” Changmin commented. They had all the things they needed from the baby’s section, and were now walking around the supermarket.
“What for?” Yunho asked dumbfounded. Changmin’s phrases while shopping were never connected in between, so he had to try to guess sometimes.
“The edges of the tables and stuff like that. JiYool is starting walking so I want nothing that could hurt her nearby. She could fell and get hit on those things,” the younger explained.
Yunho sighed once again. That would mean that Changmin would spend a weekend, making their apartment baby proof and that meant that Yunho would have to buy new furniture and would spend all day arranging things. “Maybe we could call Jaejoong to design the interior again?”
Changmin gasped. “You’re brilliant, Yunho!”
Yunho smiled, and decided to call his friend right away, hoping that he wouldn’t have to pay that much, or at all since they worked together.
Jaejoong picked up quickly, and laughed his ass off as Yunho explained what he wanted.
“You know that Min has you wrapped around his fingers, right?” Jaejoong asked through the other end. “You’re so whipped that it’s almost sickening, you know?” He teased.
The older man looked at Changmin, and his daughter as they made their way to the casher. “I know. I’ve been told by him before.”
The call ended and with a smile on his face, Yunho jogged to catch up with his family. There was no place he would want to be, and maybe he really was whipped, but he didn’t care.
End…or is it?