Mod Post: Pinch-Hit Lightening Prompt Round!
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The mod team (almostblue, loudestoflove, myself) just wants to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this second round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy! Thank you also to everyone who volunteered to pinch-hit! At this ( Read more... )
The mod team (almostblue, loudestoflove, myself) just wants to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this second round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy! Thank you also to everyone who volunteered to pinch-hit! At this ( Read more... )
"Bang Yongguk, you have a thing for blondes?" Himchan asked, detaching himself from Yongguk's hungry lips. He was impressed by Yongguk's eagerness. He wished he had the time to lay Yongguk on the couch and let him mess up his hair. The good way. But he didn't. "Where's Daehyun?"
"Maybe I do," Yongguk shrugged, grinning. He took Himchan's hand and walked down the hallway. "Daehyun is out with Youngjae, by the way." They stopped at the second door on the right, and Yongguk leaned against the wall, smirking at Himchan. "You know you have to face the real judges now, don't you?"
Himchan sighed. This was what refrained him for so long. He was scared. But now that the deed was done, he had to face it, eventually, and cross his fingers for the best. Yongguk smiled and squeezed Himchan's hand. He raised a brow, "You're ready?", and Himchan nodded. Yongguk turned the knob.
"Daddy!" two resonant screams shouted, and soon enough Yongguk found himself with an armful of Jongup and Junhong. Himchan peeked through the door and smiled at the sight, Yongguk standing in the middle of the room with one twin in his arm and one twin in the other, making surprised, happy faces at whatever the two four-years-old were excitedly rambling about. Junhong was gesturing wildly with his hands, shouting about him and Jonguppie building "the tallest toy brick tower ever! Taller than Daehyun-hyung!", Jongup bouncing on Yongguk's side. Yongguk laughed and put the twins back on the floor.
He leaned forward, resting his palms on his knees. "Okay, kids. Himchannie-appa has a surprise for you." Jongup's head perked up at the mention of Himchan. It was no mystery who Jongup's favorite dad was. "Promise me you will react well," he said. Himchan took a deep breath and poked his head inside.
"Hey," Himchan said, and the twins lifted their eyes to him. As soon as Junhong saw him he gasped, his eyes going huge and round. He yelled then, running to Himchan with a big smile on his face. Himchan grinned and picked up Junhong, who immediately started toying with his hair, touching and pulling and ruffling the top of Himchan's head. "Do you like it, Junhongie?"
Junhong nodded excitedly, "Daddy, you look so pretty. Like a princess!" Himchan kissed Junhong's cheek, avoiding Yongguk's eyes at all costs (Junhong might have not been the first one to call him princess). He passed Junhong to Yongguk, ignoring the knowing smirk on his husband's face and walked to Jongup.
"Jonguppie," he cooed, kneeling down in front of the boy. "It's Himchan-appa. My hair has changed color, do you like it?" Jongup kept silent, staring at Himchan and his hair, back to Himchan, back to his hair.
His lip started quivering. Oh no.
Jongup started crying, sobbing, wailing. He ran to hide behind Yongguk's legs, Yongguk shocked just as much as Himchan was. "Jongup?" Himchan panicked, scrambling on his feet, but as soon as he moved Jongup simply cried more, bawled more, hiding behind a helpless Yongguk. "Jongup it's me! It's daddy!"
"Y-you're not my," Jongup hiccuped, breathing quickly, "you're not my appa!" Himchan felt his heart break, and he stared at Jongup dumbfounded, at the tears and snot wetting his face. Because of him.
If things couldn't get worse, Junhong had an habit to cry whenever he saw Jongup cry, and viceversa. Yongguk heard a whimper and in a second Junhong was crying in his shoulder, both twins wailing in unison. Himchan and Yongguk shared a horrified look, Yongguk trying to soothe Junhong in his arm.
"Jonguppie, it's me."
"No," Jongup shook his head, shutting his eyes. At least he had stopped crying. "A-appa has black hair."
Himchan sighed. That was definitely not the reaction he had hoped for. "If daddy comes back later with black hair again, will you believe it's me?" he asked, hopeful. Jongup seemed to consider the idea, furrowing his brows. Himchan would have thought he looked adorable, if it wasn't for the fact that his own son didn't recognize him anymore. "I'll bring you pancakes?"
Jongup pouted, but nodded. Himchan smiled, relieved and stood up. He reached in his pocket for his phone and dialed quickly.
"Sunwha? Yes it's Himchan. Get the black dye."
He swore Yongguk was pouting more than his traumatized four-year-old.
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thank you~~ ACTUALLY the inspiration for jongup's reaction is something that actually happened!!! my mom told me that when my brother was a child she dyed her hair red and when she came home he said she wasn't her mom anymore so she had to dye her hair again LOOOL
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