part t w o
joonmyun-hyung is making the i-dunno-what-to-say face as he takes in kyungsoo’s twenty third week body.
but before kyungsoo can throw a tantrum he kisses kyungsoo until kyungsoo’s knees turn into jelly.
“do you know that you glow?” joonmyun-hyung inhales the slope of kyungsoo’s nose, leaving warm breath all over kyungsoo’s tingling skin. “you look,” he caresses kyungsoo’s bloated cheeks and smiles, “so beautiful.”
kyungsoo stretches joonmyun-hyung’s own cheeks because he’s bursting in joy.
“i miss you,” joonmyun-hyung laughs, but then grimaces because maybe his cheeks’ muscles are stinging. “how’s baby?” he raises an eyebrow to indicate that he wants kyungsoo to show him his stomach. kyungsoo leans back further to his bed and lets joonmyun-hyung to lift his pajama top.
he sighs when joonmyun-hyung’s sweaty palm makes a contact with the bump.
“he woke me up this morning,” he plays with joonmyun-hyung’s newly cut hair. “i felt vain movements.”
“seriously?” joonmyun-hyung smartly presses his palm harder. kyungsoo slaps his eager hand away. “oh, i’m so sorry,” joonmyun-hyung is rotating his wrists in the air, like doing an awkward hand dance, clearly high from the newest discovery.
“he’s probably napping right now,” kyungsoo tugs at joonmyun-hyung’s nape, “here,” he offers his left thigh and joonmyun-hyung obediently rests his head there, smiling goofily.
“how’s college, hyung?” kyungsoo massages joonmyun-hyung’s temple. “met pretty girls already?”
“there’s this jessica-noona,” joonmyun-hyung is immediately talking in a serious mode, “gyuri-noona, yoona-noona...they’re so pretty and treated me foods a couple of times.”
“that’s awesome,” kyungsoo snorts in disbelief. the girls are pretty but they’re not carrying joonmyun-hyung’s baby, so all is well. he just wants to entertain joonmyun-hyung by asking nonchalantly, because before they became intimate joonmyun-hyung had always wanted to have a pretty and petite girlfriend that he could flaunt to his friends.
but.
will joonmyun-hyung want to flaunt him to his friends?
“...kyuhyun-hyung is pretty too.”
they never talk about it before. it’s not fair, kind of, because everyone at his school knows the reason why he left school (some of the girls are so envious of him), even the colleagues of his and joonmyun-hyung’s parents do, too.
“...soo-yah?” joonmyun-hyung is snapping his fingers to get kyungsoo’s attention.
nowadays, kyungsoo feels like a diva that even he gets irritated by his own behavior. he’s promised himself he won’t get cranky over petty things anymore. one step at a time, right? for now he puts a hand on joonmyun-hyung’s jawline and decides to tell his not-boyfriend-nothing-but-a-neighbor the truth.
“i was just wondering,” he starts slowly, “if we ever meet your college friends and they ask you about me, what will you tell them?”
not a milisecond later joonmyun-hyung’s poised yet spontaneous answer-therefore it might be how joonmyun-hyung really sees their situation-has left kyungsoo hopeful.
“do you mean it hyung?” he moves his trembling hands to cover joonmyun-hyung’s vision. “do you?”
i love you so much.
“yes, kyungsoo-yah,” joonmyun-hyung relaxes to the bed, after he tenses up a little at kyungsoo’s sudden stunt. he smiles, “you and baby are my people of forever.”
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kyungsoo is waiting for his umma to pick him up from yoga short course when a group of his classmates shout his name. there’s the girl that he slapped ages ago, and she actually looks almost sad as her giggly friends coo over kyungsoo’s stomach.
“yah, amber, here’s your crush having someone else’s baby!” jonghyun exclaims loudly with an obvious intention to piss off the tomboy girl. “feel the love!”
“shut up dammit,” amber wears a basketball shorts underneath her skirt, it’s shown as she kicks jonghyun’s left shin. and it’s kyungsoo who’s blushing instead of her.
but she doesn’t quite meet kyungsoo in the eye when she mutters, “don’t listen to his brainless mouth. i don’t have a crush on y-”
“you liar! you have a big fat girly crush on kyungsoo! because you said kyungsoo issooo gentle and ladylike he certainly needs a girl that can protect him!” jonghyun asks a high five from minho but minho glares at him. the other girls are awww-ing nonstop, joining jonghyun to tease amber and kyungsoo is torn between to thank amber for her feeling or to-what?
wait, wait, amber is crying!
“omo,” kyungsoo hurriedly fetches a bunch of tissue from his brand new handbag (can’t afford more backache if he uses a backpack) and dabs them gently at amber’s face. their eyes meet this time, and kyungsoo doesn’t mean to brag about the sheer adoration from amber’s glassy dark brown orbs, but it’s there, exactly like how he looks at joonmyun-hyung according to kim-ahjumma.
it’s so flattering.
jonghyun is cackling without care that he’s attracting passersby’s to glance at their group and amber has long eyelashes thisclose.
amber snatches the tissues and violently wipes off her seemingly endless tears, gradually distancing herself from them. kyungsoo pouts at jonghyun, who has a dumbstruck expression himself.
after consulting to joonmyun-hyung about the interesting disclosure, kyungsoo asks jonghyun for amber’s number and then he texts her, hoping that she’s calmed down.
to: Amber
Annyeong :)
This is Kyungsoo. How are you?
from: Amber
Hi., im good. U?
to: Amber
My ankles are swollen T-T Have you had dinner??
from: Amber
Wow,. My auntie said sme thng when she had her 1st daughtr. U ok? Im on diet *sigh*
to: Amber
ᆿᆿᆿ you saw me right??? I looked like a whale... Wae you on diet youre skinnny!!
from: Amber
Just training progrm from kangin-songsae,. basketball comptn soon remmber? Yeah dude y r even cuter liek that.,
from: Amber
Btw is it true junmyun oppa the father?
to: Amber
Amber-sshi FIGHTING!!! yes ｡◕‿◕✿ it’s him \o/ and its a baby boy!
amber is not replying until kyungsoo falls asleep with his phone under his pillow. he reads these when he wakes up in the morning:
from: Amber
Whats so good abt junmyun Oppa?
from: Amber
Miahne i didnt mean it like that.,
from: Amber
Kyungsoo ya,. Youll make a good father..., or mother??? I will root for you n_n sorry its so late..,.
the replies were sent hours after kyungsoo’s last text, and no matter how kyungsoo tries to see the positive side of texting with amber-making a new friend, communicating with a girl (so rare!)-it’s still ‘pity’ overflowing kyungsoo’s senses.
all his life, it’s always been joonmyun-hyung, so kyungsoo can’t say that if the baby’s not inside of him, well, he wouldn’t know if he would accept amber-that is, if she ever had a plan to confess. if it’s not because of jonghyun, he would’ve always thought amber hated him.
to: Amber
Joonmyun-hyung? I feel happy whenever im with him-
what about you? to me?
to: Amber
Joonmyun-hyung? I feel happy whenever im with him
Thats enough reason to love , right??? >___<
amber’s reply is buzzing a minute later. she says she’s happy for kyungsoo.
“which one is amber?” joonmyun-hyung asks again just to be sure as he stares to kyungsoo’s phone; to amber’s duck face actually, as she-photo stands among the school’s basketball team. currently, the basketball team is celebrating on the mc donald’s near their school, because the girl team passed to the semifinal round from what kyungsoo heard thanks to jonghyun.
meanwhile on his lap is a box of cupcakes for the whole team, but he made two especially for amber; with a be happy decoration and a tiny orange basketball and number 1 plus jjang! as a final touch. he had it planned for about a week, and luckily joonmyun-hyung agreed to be his messenger because the basketball match is on saturday anyway. so there they are, observing from the parking space, john mayer’s daughters is playing on kim-ahjusshi’s toyota stereo.
“okay i’m ready,” joonmyun-hyung takes the cupcake box, smiling as he gets off of the car. the plan is to have joonmyun-hyung giving the treat to amber, and tells her that kyungsoo says hi. from what kyungsoo can assume, amber will recognize joonmyun-hyung.
kim-ahjusshi’s car windows are tinted heavily, but kyungsoo can still observe from afar. right now joonmyun-hyung and amber are talking; just briefly, because then amber hangs her head and joonmyun-hyung takes that as a cue for him to leave. he pats amber’s arm and bids farewell to the rest of the basketball team, who are most likely remember kim joonmyun; the student council president two years above them, with lots of debating competitions and essay writings (that got him into SNU) trophies on their school’s hall of fame in the main lobby.
“how did it go?” kyungsoo crosses his fingers in anticipation.
“she’s a cool girl, handsomer than you,” joonmyun-hyung chuckles when kyungsoo pouts. he bangs his converse to the car’s footer to get rid of the snow. “she was shocked. can’t really tell if she’s delightful or like, too shocked to have a proper reaction? she said thanks.”
kyungsoo’s pout doesn’t leave his face.
“hey,” joonmyun-hyung pokes his nose, “you tried. that’s all that matter.”
and that’s all kyungsoo need to hear.
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kyungsoo celebrates his seventeenth birthday with his favorite black forest cake but he can only eat two slices and no more. his parents give him a baby crib along with toys that they set up in kyungsoo’s bedroom. his hyungie buys five pieces cute animal print hoodies and a huge tube of slimming cream. joonmyun-hyung’s parents’ present is a dark blue stroller with printed stars and moons and a couple of shoes plus cute socks.
joonmyun-hyung gets to his knees and proposes and kyungsoo has a mini mental breakdown. his hyungie is handling two different video recorders the whole time and kyungsoo shrieks,
“you all knew about this!” he sobs in glee to his hands. his family (families?) bursts out laughing and kyungsoo is surprisingly doing a great job holding his tears because joonmyun-hyung beams when he pries kyungsoo’s hands off of his face.
joonmyun-hyung maintains their eye contact as he slides the simple band of white gold to kyungsoo’s right ring finger and kyungsoo chokes on his lame joke,
“did i even say yes?”
joonmyun-hyung’s pabo gape is so so so priceless kyungsoo yells at his hyungie to zoom in!
“this is my dream come true!” kyungsoo pulls joonmyun-hyung to his feet and plants a wet kiss to his fiancee’s still opened mouth. “so yes, kim joonmyun, i will marry you!” he declares as he squishes joonmyun-hyung’s reddened cheeks.
what a best birthday ever!
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kyungsoo hears the same thing from joonmyun-hyung when he’s finally admitted to the hospital for the labor.
“remember i’m counting on you to get me my best birthday present ever,” joonmyun-hyung kisses his temple. “i’ll have umma to text me when it’s time, and i will be there with you okay? don’t be scared.” kyungsoo is not familiar with needles, and in approximately two days, his stomach will be sliced open. of course kyungsoo is scared.
“p-promise?” kyungsoo doesn’t want joonmyun-hyung to go back to seoul to his stupid business and management classes.
“i promise,” joonmyun-hyung kisses his temple again and leaves.
kyungsoo spends his time lying on the bed, watching variety shows and dramas, drinking juices and water and consuming oatmeal with berries. he felt contractions a couple of times yesterday, but ryeowook-sshi said it’s not time yet. today, he doesn’t feel anything.
on his fourth days, as kyungsoo flushes the toilet after taking a leak, he feels water running down his thighs. his umma who has been staying the night is telling him to exercise his breathing while they wait for the nurses.
“please call joonmyun-hyung!” kyungsoo clutches his umma’s hand.
“it won’t take that long for you to deliver the b-”
“he promised me, umma!” kyungsoo sniffs. “please?”
his umma apologizes and calls joonmyun-hyung, who thankfully just finished his class.
“he’ll be here when you’re done, kyungsoo-yah,” his umma strokes kyungsoo’s sweaty hair, “oh waiiit how about your baby’s name?”
“i-” but kyungsoo is soon dragged to the operation room. ryeowook-sshi smiling encouragingly as he puts on his gloves, and kyungsoo can only rely on his belief that his baby boy will be joonmyun-hyung’s unforgettable birthday present ever before his lower abdomen is numbed by the anesthesia.
kyungsoo wakes up to a dark hospital room with a sleeping figure on the lone sofa next to his bed.
his voice cracks as he calls joonmyun-hyung’s name, so he tries again.
“hyung?” he takes a deep breath and winces at the stinging and throbbing sensation near his pelvis.
joonmyun-hyung rubs his eyes with the heels of his palms, and kyungsoo’s heart skips a beat.
“hey,” joonmyun-hyung switches on the lamps and that smile is so wide kyungsoo can’t help but to squirm under the proud gaze.
“hey, you’re out for...” joonmyun-hyung checks his phone, “six hours! feeling better, now?”
“six hours?!” kyungsoo winces. “ouch, it hurts, hyung.”
joonmyun-hyung is making kissy face at him as he takes kyungsoo’s IV-ed left hand to his.
“he’s so perfect,” joonmyun-hyung says, “our baekhyun is so perfect. thank you so much, kyungsoo-yah. please be healthy soon.”
“baekhyun?” he asks shyly. “that your final choice?”
“yeah,” joonmyun-hyung kisses his knuckles. “baekhyun, our virtuous first son.”
“i like it,” kyungsoo laughs softly, “i really like it. can i see him? is he sleeping?”
joonmyun-hyung leaves the room for about ten minutes and he comes back with baby baekhyun on a wheeled bed. kyungsoo clenches his teeth as he tries to sit up straighter.
“careful,” joonmyun-hyung’s posture while he’s transferring the baby to kyungsoo’s arms is so stiff kyungsoo will tease him for that later.
baby baekhyun is tiny; rounded head, small nose, pink lips, almost nonexistent eyebrows, moving eyeballs behind his closed eyelids. the mop of black hair. his cute chin. his calming body heat.
the steady heartbeats.
“there you go,” joonmyun-hyung sits down by the headboard, “he just had his milk. you should burp him.”
kyungsoo wants to swing baby baekhyun and joonmyun-hyung chuckles. and so kyungsoo rocks his son, softly calling his name over and over again. he likes the distinctive baby powder scent as he kisses baby baekhyun’s left cheek.
“hyung!” kyungsoo squeals when baby baekhyun’s eyes flutter open oh so very slowly. he gapes as baby baekhyun adjusts his vision to the room’s light, and he squeals again when baby baekhyun’s eyes fall on him.
“omo omo,” kyungsoo laughs, “annyeeeooooong baby baekhyunnie, this is your
umma~~~” he lifts baby baekhyun towards his appa. “and that’s joonmyun-appa~” joonmyun-hyung makes bunny ears with his fingers.
kyungsoo cradles his son’s head to his chest, forgetting about his pain and starts doing overly executed aegyo talking he’s mastered whenever he’s too lazy to finish his homeschooling’s homework.
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“oh my god,” kyungsoo can’t help the tears from falling as he stares at the stick with a green stripe. “oh, god.”
he’s pregnant again, and it’s either he’s happy or he’s angry; either at himself or at his fiancee.
this must have happened when joonmyun was too drunk on his weekly assignments and kyungsoo himself was too high from the amazing sex to tell joonmyun he shouldn’t climax inside; not without a condom that they failed to remember.
fortunately, baekhyun is having his nap, so kyungsoo can cry his heart out in the bathroom; sometimes patting his stomach, telling himself that he’s not disappointed, not at all, eventhough it’s only been two years and he barely graduates from the homeschooling program. now that he’s carrying another baby, his plan to enroll in a cooking school will have to wait, and nonononono it’s not the baby’s fault!
“i love you, baby,” kyungsoo mumbles, “but...”
t h e end
* baby bacon photo not mine.
* reference for baekhyun's name here.
* more of sudo parents universe.