DAY SIX 💫 #66 Let's Call It Fate (2/2)
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Slowly and careful Jongin sunk to his knees, leaning closer to Chanyeol. The tall man suffered a headache and was napping on the couch. Jongin had another appointment at the small medical practice in the neighborhood but he still felt going alone there. He wanted Chanyeol to go with him but he didn't want to wake him either. He sat on the floor next to the couch, watching the sleeping man. Yeol's lips were slightly parted and his black hair fell in soft locks into his face, covering parts of his eyes.
Jongin began to chew on his thumb as he glanced to the clock. It really was time to go but he really didn't want to go alone. "Chanyeol...", he whispered, gently poking the man's shoulder. "Chanyeol..."
Chanyeol squirmed at the soft whisper and cracked an eye open. "Hm?"
"It's almost 4PM...."
"So what?", he asked, closing his eye again.
"The appointment?"
"You want me to come with you?"
"Please..."
A soft sigh left Chanyeol and his lips curled into a smile. "Alright.", he said.
He sat up and rubbed his face with his hands. Jongin didn't miss the twitch of his eyebrows and his pained expression. "Your head still hurts?"
"Yes.", Yeol said, rubbing his temples this time.
"Then we shouldn't go...you should sleep a little longer."
Chanyeol shook his head. "The little one is more important than my headache.", he rose up from the couch, holding out a hand for Jongin. "Come on, let's go."
Buddy went with them to the practice, patiently waiting outside for them to come back out. Jongin had a huge smile spread over his face as they were on their way back home around an hour later. The little boy inside him grew a lot and was as healthy as he could be. The nice doctor printed him out almost a dozen ultrasound images and Jongin couldn't help but stare at them.
Chanyeol had to chuckle at how close Jongin held the print to his face due to the already setting sun. "You can look at them at home.", he snickered. "Pay attention where you walk or you'll trip."
"You better listen to that, Jongin baby."
Both, Chanyeol and Jongin froze at sudden voice that spoke them out of nothing. Buddy on the right to Chanyeol's feet began to growl as a figure stepped out of dark corner.
"I'm surprised to meet you here.", the man said with a dangerous smile on his face. "It was quite hard to find you."
Chanyeol frowned and glanced at Jongin, who completely frozen stood next to him with his hands balled into tight fists. His face was pale and his breath was flat. "W..what do you...want..?"
"What I want?", the man laughed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small wallet. "I thought you might want this back.", he said and waved the wallet at Jongin.
"T..then give it to me.", Jongin stuttered, holding out a hand.
He cried out when the man grabbed his wrist, pulling close. "You get it!", the man growled. "But only in exchange for the money you owe me."
"...I owe you nothing..."
"You owe me your fucking life.", the man roared and slapped Jongin across the face with a back of his hand.
Jongin shrieked and Chanyeol flinched at the blow. "Hey man, are you crazy?!", he shouted at the man and stepped between the stranger and Jongin. He shoved the man to make him back off.
"And who are you?", the man snarled. "His new John?!"
"Even if.", Yeol growled back. "It's none of your business and now fuck off!"
"How dare you!", the stranger roared and threw a punch at Chanyeol. Jongin gasped in shock as the man's fist collided with Chanyeol's face and the tall man's head flew back.
Chanyeol hissed at the pain and spit some blood to the ground before he grabbed the man by his collar and gave him a clout. The man's cry of pain was just as loud as the crack his nose made as Chanyeol broke it. Slapping both hands over his face, he sunk to the ground.
"I swear," Yeol growled at the man. "If I ever see you near him again, I'll break more than just your fucking nose!"
The man only whimpered in response, crouching on the ground, crying over his hurting nose. Chanyeol bend down to pick up the wallet and then grabbed Jongin by his hand to pull him away.
Once they were around the next corner, Chanyeol pulled the crying pregnant into an embrace. "Shhh.", he cooed into his ear. "Don't cry, he won't hurt you anymore.", Jongin nodded into the tight hug, body trembling. Chanyeol loosened his embrace and smiled at the smaller. "Let's go home."
Finally at home, Chanyeol got the pregnant an ice pack for his already swollen cheek. He watched as Jongin pressed the blue cool pack to his cheek. "Does it hurt a lot?"
"No..", Jongin whispered, glancing at Chanyeol bloody lip. "And you?"
"Ah, don't worry about it.", Yeol smiled. "It'll be okay in a few days."
"We should clean it.", Jongin said, placing the ice pack onto the table. He got up from the chair and went to get a wet cloth. He leaned closer to the taller and carefully began to clean Chanyeol's lip.
Chanyeol watched as Jongin leaned a little closer, cutely pursing his lips into a concentrated pout. The longer he stared at the other's rosy lips, the more he had the urge to kiss them. Chanyeol lost the fight against his want. He grabbed Jongin's wrist and slowly leaned in.
Jongin's eyes widened as Chanyeol brushed his lips against his own. His heart began to race and his nerves began to flutter. He sighed into the kiss, closing his eyes as Chanyeol got a hold of his chin, pulling him closer. He only opened his eyes again when the taller loosened the kiss and pulled back.
They looked at each other, not saying a word. Chanyeol still held onto Jongin's chin as the pregnant opened his mouth and breathed out whisper. "Again."
~~~
Jongin huffed loudly as he sat on the couch, waiting for Chanyeol to finally come home. Buddy lay next to him on the couch, peacefully napping and slightly snoring. Jongin was hungry and so the little boy inside him. The fridge offered a lot for him to eat but somehow he was craving for some pizza with extra cheese. He curled his toes against the fibers of the carpet and whined. It was already past three and taller still wasn't home. He got from the couch and wandered around the living room, literally bouncing into the hallway as the front door opened.
Chanyeol laughed as the smaller jumped at him. "You're late.", Jongin pouted at him. He leaned down to kiss the pouty lips. "I'm sorry.", he apologized. "But I brought you some cake."
"Cake?", Jongin's face lit up. Chanyeol held up a bag to him and he took it, carrying it to the kitchen. He brought out the rather large box and opened it. The cream cake was half eaten and it obviously was a birthday cake. Jongin still could read parts of the 'Happy Birthday' that was written on it with chocolate sauce. "Whose birthday did you celebrate?", when Chanyeol showed him a soft smile Jongin whined. "Oh my god!", he bawled. "It's your birthday? Why didn't you tell me?!"
Chanyeol chuckled at the pregnant's whine and slung an arm around him. "Aw, don't pout. It's okay, I forgot it myself."
"You forgot that it's your own birthday?", Jongin asked. "How can someone forget it's own birthday?"
Humming, Chanyeol shrugged his shoulders. "It's a day like any other."
"It's not.", Jongin said. "It's a special day."
"Oh really?"
"Yes."
Chanyeol only smiled and stole a kiss from Jongin. "Are you hungry?"
"I am! We are! We want to eat pizza! With a lot of cheese!"
"Well, if it's so, I'll get you some pizza with a lot of cheese."
"Yay!", Jongin squealed, clapping his hands. "But..uhm..do you want to eat pizza?", he then asked. "If you don't want to we can eat something else."
"It's okay.", Yeol smiled, shaking his head. "Pizza is great. I haven't had pizza in a while."
Jongin stepped towards the taller and pressed his baby bump into his side. "Can we order a huge pizza?"
"Are you that hungry?"
"I'm starving."
"That's what you said yesterday and then you only ate half of your rice."
"But today I'm really, really, super hungry.", Jongin smiled, batting his lashes at Chanyeol.
Chanyeol raised a brow, bringing a hand down to the swell of Jongin's belly when he felt the baby kicking out. "I swear, if you're not going to eat at least half of the pizza, I'll make you eat pizza the whole week."
Jongin only grinned, performing a small victory dance as Chanyeol reached out for the phone to order a family pizza with extra cheese.
The delivery boy had to laugh at how excited Jongin jumped up and down behind Chanyeol, as the tall man paid him. "Cravings?",he asked in an amused tone and watched as Jongin happily humming hopped away with the large pizza box.
"I guess.", Chanyeol chuckled and shoved an extra bill into the boy's hand.
"Well then. Enjoy your meal.", the delivery boy smiled before he left and jogged over to his red scooter.
Chanyeol closed the door and went to the living room, where Jongin already chewed on a large slice pizza. Some cheese stuck to his chin and his lips were painted in red tomato sauce. "As if I would never feed you."
Jongin pouted. "I had to wait long for you to come home. I'm really hungry.", he mumbled with a full mouth.
"Just don't choke.", the pregnant rolled his eyes at him and Chanyeol had to chuckle at the grimace Jongin made. He sat down on the couch and grabbed himself a slice of pizza.
When most of the pizza was eaten and Jongin's hunger was stilled, the smaller snuggled up to Chanyeol, rubbing his face against his side. "Are you tired?", he was asked. He didn't look at Yeol, focusing on Buddy instead. The little dog lay on Chanyeol's thighs, rolled up into a ball, enjoying the strokes he received from Jongin. "I'm not tired.", he eventually answered.
Chanyeol leaned down a bit and pressed a kiss to Jongin's head. "How was your day?"
"It was good.", Jongin said. "Buddy and I went for a long walk. My feet hurt a little. And how was your day?", he asked back.
"It was okay.", Chanyeol said. "There wasn't that much work."
Jongin glanced up the taller. "So you had time to enjoy your birthday cake?"
"Yes.", Yeol smiled. "It was nice."
"Did you blow the candles?"
"I did."
"Did you make a wish?"
"No."
"No?", Jongin asked. "Why not? Don't you have a birthday wish?"
Chanyeol shook his head. "No, not really. Do you have a wish for your birthday?"
"Yes, I do.", the pregnant nodded.
"Yeah? What is it?"
Jongin blushed slightly and pushed himself up to sit up. "Promise not laugh, okay?!"
"Promise!", Chanyeol said and playfully crossed his heart.
"I..uhm..I wish for you always taking care of us.", he mumbled and placed a hand on his belly.
Chanyeol's heart skipped a beat at Jongin's words and he almost had to cry. He broke into a wide smile and cupped the pregnant's face with both hands. "I guess, I can grant you that wish.", he said and pulled Jongin into a loving kiss.
It probably was the baby moving inside him but Jongin could've sworn that a thousand butterflies started to dance around his stomach in the second Chanyeol captured his lips. He shifted a little and slung his arms around the taller's neck. Chanyeol pressed their foreheads together after he loosened the kiss. "I...", Jongin began.
"Hm?", Yeol hummed, closing his eyes.
"I love you."
Chanyeol didn't open his eyes, only broke into a soft smile. Jongin watched as he leaned in for another kiss. "And I love you.", he whispered before he brought their lips back together.
~~~
Proudly grinning, Jongin stood in the middle of the room and looked at the painted walls. He nodded to himself, dropping the dirty brush into a bucket. While Chanyeol was out to get the furniture they had picked out for the baby's nursery and to buy some food for dinner, Jongin had decided to paint the wall of the nursery. His baby's bedroom now had light yellow colored walls which made the room look much bigger than it actually was.
Chanyeol had suggested to paint the room in something different from the typical blue or cream it really was an good idea. Jongin really liked the color. Buddy downstairs making strange squeaky noises told him that the taller must've had come home.
"Hey baby.", Yeol greeted him as soon as Jongin showed up in the hall. "Oh, did you paint the walls?", he ask and pointed at some yellow paint, that stuck into Jongin's dark hair.
"I did.", the pregnant smiled proudly. "Want to take a look?"
"Sure.", Yeol smiled and followed the smaller to the nursery. "Wow, looks great.", he praised. He wrapped his arms around Jongin from behind and pressed his cheek against the smaller's temple. "The room looks much bigger."
Jongin only hummed in response, enjoying the feeling of Chanyeol's warmth and the hands that stroke his shoulders. He leaned his head back, resting it against Yeol's shoulder.
Chanyeol glanced at Jongin's exposed neck and leaned down to kiss it. He playfully bit down the skin, causing the pregnant to giggle.
"Don't stop.", Jongin breathed out as Chanyeol pulled away. "Please.", he sighed loudly when Chanyeol once again began to trail kisses along his neck. He shuddered at the feeling of the soft lips, ghosting over his sensitive skin.
When a moan slipped past the smaller's plump lips it was Chanyeol's turn to shudder; the sound sent chills down his spine.
"Chanyeol..."
"Hm.", Yeol hummed, inhaling Jongin's sweet scent.
"I want you."
Chanyeol's eyes shot open at the words. As if he didn't hear right, he started at the pregnant. Jongin slowly turned around to face the tall man. He grabbed the collar of Chanyeol's shirt and pulled him down a little. "I want you.", he breathed against Yeol's lips. "Please."
Jongin drew out a muffled moan as Chanyeol crashed their lips together, biting down his lip to get access to his mouth. Their tongues meet, fighting for dominance and Jongin was the one who lost the battle.
Chanyeol grabbed the hem of his hoodie and pulled it over his head, throwing it somewhere as they stumbled towards the bedroom. Cloth by cloth found its way to the floor and Jongin mewled as his back hit the mattress and Chanyeol's naked body was pressed to his own.
Never before Jongin was as touched as Chanyeol touched him. The man's hands and fingers danced over his body, touching and teasing all the right spots with feather light touches. Chanyeol's lips nipped and his teeth grazed over his heated up skin, leaving small love bites here and there.
For the very first time in his life Jongin was comfortable with having sex and felt pleasure, not pain. His body was on fire and his back arched off the bed as Chanyeol rocked into him.
"More...", he begged and moaned out as Chanyeol snapped his hips forward, hitting his sweet spot. "More."
Chanyeol listened to the sounds the pregnant made, swallowed every of his moans and whimpers. He leaned down and pressed couple of kisses to Jongin's sweaty neck. He groaned when the smaller wrapped his legs around his waist and clenched around him.
Jongin's moans slowly turned into raspy cries and Chanyeol knew that he was close. He picked up his pace, thrusting into the body beneath him a little harder. Jongin's body reared up as he brought a hand between their bodies, stroking him in the rhythm of his movements.
Jongin loudly moaning his name as he came, brought Chanyeol over the edge. He grunted as he rode out his orgasm with long, slow thrusts, leaning his forehead against the smaller's shoulder.
Jongin let out a whimper as Chanyeol pulled out and plopped down the mattress next to him. When he turned to his side, Chanyeol wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close, pressing their naked bodies together. The pregnant sighed as kisses were set all over his face. Eventually, Chanyeol nipped at his lips and smiled at him. "I love you.", he was told.
A smile spread over his face and he leaned in for another kiss. Just as their lips met again, the little boy under his heart kicked him in the ribs. "Ow!", he whined at the painful pressure the tiny feet gave him. "Oh, that's not nice."
Chanyeol snickered and brought a hand to the bump. He patted the belly gently before he began to stroke it with the palm of his hand. "The little one wants some love as well."
"He's already loved enough.", Jongin pouted. "I always give him what he wants. Now it's my time!"
"Aw, are you jealous over a baby?"
"Perhaps.", a kiss was pressed to Jongin's pouty lips. "He gets more affection from you as I get."
"Do you want more affection?", Chanyeol asked. He pushed Jongin to his back and hovered over the smaller's body. "You want me to give some more affection?"
"Yes.", Jongin breathed out as his neck was attacked. "Please do."
~~~
Annoyed Jongin waddled after Chanyeol through the supermarket. He didn't want to be there but the taller dragged him along. His feet hurt and he was exhausted from walking around endless miles through the way too big market. "Chanyeol~", he whined as they made a stop in the frozen food section. "Let's go home! My feet hurt!"
"Baby, I know you're not in the mood to walk around but you need a little exercise."
"Oh, what?!", Jongin huffed. "Are now now telling that I get fat or what?"
Chanyeol pushed back his urge to roll his eyes at the pregnant. "No, of course not.",he said instead. "But walking around is also good for little one. You shouldn't lay down the whole time."
"I know...", Jongin suddenly cried. "But I'm so exhausted. And my feet really, really hurt.", he pouted. "They're swollen and my shoes are uncomfortable. Please, let's go home."
"But, we still need a lot of things. Do you want to wait in the car?"
Jongin shook his head. "No! I don't want to be alone."
Chanyeol kept quiet for a while. He looked back and forth the pouty pregnant and his barely filled shopping cart. The fridge was basically empty and he really needed to buy a lot more thing than the few veggies, he now had in the cart. As he looked at the big shopping cart and idea popped into his mind. He reached into it and pushed the things inside it to the sides. "Hop in.", he then looked at Jongin.
"What?", the smaller asked.
"Hop in.", Yeol repeated. "You either can wait in the car, walk around or hop in."
Jongin stared at Chanyeol and wanted to laugh but the tall man really meant it. He wanted him to sit in the shopping cart. He hesitated but eventually moved towards the cart and carefully sat down into it with the help of Chanyeol.
People looked at them as Chanyeol pushed him through the aisles but Chanyeol didn't seem to be bothered by their looks and the longer Jongin sat in the cart, the more he enjoyed it.
"It was a great idea.", he smiled as they waited in the line at the checkout. He leaned his head back and glanced at the taller. Chanyeol was looking somewhere else and Jongin turned his head to where the man was looking. His eyes met the smile of a woman that obviously was flirting with Chanyeol. Jongin frowned and glanced back at the taller. Chanyeol still was looking into her direction. Sulky Jongin folded his arms over his chest and watched as the young woman winked at his boyfriend.
"Oh.", Chanyeol suddenly voiced out. "I didn't know that they're also selling fish here."
Jongin frowned and looked back to where the woman was. And only then he saw the sign that hung a few meters behind her on the wall. It was an information to the customers that the market also sold fresh fish every Tuesday and Friday. He bit his lip and gently flicked his own forehead.
"What are you doing?", Chanyeol asked in an amused tone. "Are you hitting yourself?"
"Yes.", Jongin nodded. "I just figured that I'm dumb."
"Hahaha, what?"
"Ah, nothing.", Jongin smiled and leaned back. He pursed his lips and hummed in satisfaction when Chanyeol leaned down to kiss him. After Chanyeol had pulled away, Jongin turned his head to look at the woman, once again. The smile on her face was gone and she shootedJongin a death glare. "Oh girl, you wish.", he thought as he flashed her bright smile while patting his belly. "Not in a thousand years."
~~~
"Oh baby, please stop crying.", Chanyeol tried his best not to laugh but Jongin bawling over an empty cookie jar was just too funny. "I'll get you new cookies, tomorrow."
"But..I want them now.", Jongin sobbed. "I want cookies."
With the beginning of the seventh month of his pregnancy Jongin suddenly developed mood swings. He was so sensitive that he easily started to cry over the smallest things. Just the other day he dropped a pen and cried like a kid that lost his Mommy at the supermarket.
Chanyeol exactly knew how to handle Jongin's outbursts. He first peppered the pregnant with kisses and then distracted him with random questions. Jongin always fell for it and quickly forgot over what or why he was crying.
"Say, the little man in there isn't that tiny anymore and will arrive soon, shouldn't we pick out a name for him?"
Jongin wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie and blinked at Chanyeol. "Oh my, you're right.", he almost cried again. "What if we don't find a good one?"
Chanyeol had to laugh at Jongin's trembling lower lip. "Well, if you start crying again, we for sure won't find a name."
"I'm not crying.", the pregnant pouted, squeezing his glassy eyes shut. "See, I'm not crying."
Chanyeol gently chucked Jongin under the chin to make him open his eyes again. "So what now, do you want to find a name for the kidney bean?"
"Stop calling him that. He doesn't look like a bean anymore."
"Then pick out a name and I'll stop calling him kidney bean.",Yeol grinned.
"But it's so hard choosing a name. There're so many.", Jongin whined.
Chanyeol put a hand on his chin and thought for a moment. "We could write down names we like and pick one. Or we write down syllables and put them together."
"Oh I like that.", Jongin beamed. "Let's do this."
Chanyeol got up brought some paper, pens and a pair of scissors. He cut the paper into small pieces and pushed a handful of it to Jongin.
"Let's play it like Memory.", Jongin suggested.
"Alright.", Yeol nodded and began to spread out the written on scraps.
Jongin slid down the couch to sit in front of the coffee table. "I'll start.", he smiled and reached for the first piece of paper. "Joon.", he read out.
"Young."
"Nah.", Jongin shook his head. "Next.", the turned around one of the scraps. "Soo."
"Soo.", Yeol laughed out loudly as his piece showed the same syllable. "Soosoo."
"Nooo.", Jongin snickered, holding onto his belly.
"Alright, next."
"Min."
"Hyuk."
Both men scrunched up their noses. "Nope."
Jongin reached for a piece in the center and it flipped it around. "Se."
Chanyeol circled his hand over the table before he chose the piece right next to the one Jongin had chosen. "Hun."
Silence filled the room, only Buddy's snoring was heard. Jongin and Chanyeol looked at each other. "Sehun.", rolled over their tongues at the exact same time. "Sehun."
"I like it.", Chanyeol smiled. "It sounds nice.", he leaned down to get on level with Jongin's baby bump. "Hey there, little one.", he spoke to the belly. "What do you think, is Sehun better than kidney bean?"
Jongin was about to laugh but a sudden kick of the baby inside him made him gasp. "He..he kicked...", he stuttered. "As if he'd answer you."
"Well, I guess it's set then.", Chanyeol smiled and pressed a loving kiss to clothed belly. "I can't wait to meet you, little Sehun."
~~~
It was in the middle of the night as Jongin shot up, startling Chanyeol with a loud groan. Quickly the man sat up, switching on the lights. Jongin sat in the bed, panting and clutching onto his belly. "Is it time?"
"I don't know.", Jongin breath out, whining at a sudden wave of pain that shot through his lower body. "I guess."
Chanyeol helped Jongin out of the bed and guided him down the stairs. He grabbed the packed bag that stood in the hallway and opened the door for the pregnant. Slowly Jongin waddled over to the car, hissing at the strange pain in his stomach. The drive to the hospital seemed endlessly long and Jongin cried out at every red traffic light that crossed their way.
"Chanyeol?", Jongin voiced out as the taller parked the car near the hospital's entrance.
"Yeah?"
"The pain is gone."
"The pain is gone?", Chanyeol asked. "What?"
"It is gone.", Jongin repeated. "Maybe it was false alarm."
"Are you sure?"
"I don't know. There's nothing."
Chanyeol raised a brow. "Okay.", he then said. "We'll wait. If there's nothing we drive back home. But at the most lightest pain we go inside. Better safe than sorry."
Jongin nodded and leaned back into his seat. "Okay."
It really seemed to be a false alarm because only minutes after Jongin had leaned back, he fell asleep. Chanyeol patiently waited for twenty minutes to go by before he decided to drive back home. Just as he had parked the car Jongin woke up, cutely rubbing his eyes.
"Maybe we should call the doctor in the morning.", Chanyeol mumbled more to himself than to Jongin as he unlocked the door to the house.
"Uhh..Chanyeol?"
"Hm?", he hummed, turning to the pregnant.
Jongin stood there, a few meters in front of the car, in a puddle, with his legs parted and his gray sweatpants clinging to his thighs.
"Maybe I should call the doctor right away."
Jongin didn't know what exactly happened after Chanyeol had brought him back to the hospital. Only thing he knew was that he after an endless time of waiting, he finally was able to hold his baby in his arms. He showered the small bundle with kisses and got sulky when a nurse took Sehun away from him for a quick check-up. And while Jongin waited for his baby to come back to him, Chanyeol stayed by his side, gently running his fingers through his hair and whispering sweet nothings into his ear, until he fell asleep from exhaustion.
Jongin woke up hours later to Chanyeol leaning against the window, looking outside as he gently rocked their new born baby in his arms. A smile formed on his lips when Chanyeol leaned down and pressed a light kiss to the boy's head. "Is he asleep?"
"Hey.", Chanyeol smiled as their eyes met. "I didn't know you're awake."
"I just woke up."
"How are you feeling?", Yeol asked, sitting down on the hospital bed. He leaned over and brushed his lips against the corner of Jongin's mouth. "
"I'm good.", Jongin smiled. "How's he?"
"Perfectly fine.", Chanyeol said. "He's a healthy little man. You took good care of him. I'm proud of you."
Jongin flushed at the comment and showed Chanyeol a shy smile. The man never failed to make him blush. He sat up and moved closer to Chanyeol and his baby. He leaned against the taller's shoulder and looked at his sleeping son. "I can't wait to bring him home."
"Buddy's already excited.", Chanyeol chuckled. "He tried to sleep in Sehun's cradle."
"Do you think he'll run away again?", Jongin pouted.
"I don't know.", Yeol shrugged. "If not, we should buy him a collar."
"We should.", Jongin hummed and closed his eyes. "Chanyeol?", he voiced out after a while.
"Yes, my love?"
"I want Sehun to carry your name."
"Really?", Chanyeol asked, visibly touched by Jongin's words. "You really want that?"
"Yes.", Jongin nodded. "Park Sehun sounds much better than Kim Sehun, anyway."
Chanyeol chuckled at the comment. He leaned his head back and brushed his lips over Jongin's ear. "You know what else sounds good?"
"Hm?"
"Park Jongin."
Jongin's breath hitched and his heart sped up. With wide open eyes he stared at a smiling Chanyeol. "I..uh..what?"
"I mean it.", Yeol said. "Marry me, Jongin."
"I...", the smaller's eyes filled with tears and his lower lip started to tremble. "I.."
"Yes?"
"Yes!", Jongin bawled, throwing himself at Chanyeol. "I want to marry you!"
Chanyeol slung his free arm around Jongin's waist and pulled him close. "I love you.", he whispered into his ear, kissing it afterwards. "I love you, love you, love you.", as Sehun let out a small whimper he glanced at the infant and leaned to it. "And I love you, too."
~~~
"Do you believe in this kind of stuff?", Jongin asked as he and Chanyeol lay on the couch, with baby Sehun peacefully sleeping onto Yeol's broad chest, watching some random show where a fortune teller read to a girl from her cards.
Chanyeol shrugged. "I don't know.", he said. "Not really, but sometimes there are things happening you just can't explain. Just take us as example."
"Us?
"Yeah.", Yeol nodded. "Never ever I would've guessed to find the love of my life on the streets on my way back home from work."
Jongin blushed at the 'Love of my life' comment and hid his flushed face in Chanyeol's shoulder. "But there is an explanation for all this.", he then said, glancing at the taller.
"Yeah so?" Chanyeol wanted to know. He adjusted Sehun on his chest as he boy moved a little in his sleep. "How would you call it?"
"Fate.", Jongin smiled brightly, showing of his white teeth.
"Well..", Chanyeol began. "Well, yeah. I guess you're right.", he smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "Let's call it fate."