YOUR BODY IS BEAUTIFUL IF:
- you have a body
- that’s it
- you’re beautiful
- you win
hush anonnie. I’m just about to sleep ~_~. Okay lets travel chenlay/xingdae through era
conclusion: xingdae already there. people just didnt notice it (unless you’re xingdae/chenlay shipper ^^)
see you again, minseok (ლ ◕‿◕)
OHMYGODOK! OK OK OK! I hope you don’t mind if I drabble it out instead of screaming at you about it because it’ll be more coherent this way. ^^
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Jongin looks down at the bundle wrapped in green that lays on his thighs. Sehun’s been asleep for a good fifteen minutes now, but Jongin is terrified to stop the soft bouncing of his legs for fear of him waking up. Minseok’s been pacing with Luhan for the last half an hour, a bottle in Luhan’s mouth even as he mostly sleeps through his feeding.
Getting the twins was the best decision Jongin has ever made after his stellar choice in convincing Minseok to be his life partner and husband. But the long, sleepless nights and fits of crying for no reason are more than he’d counted on. He hasn’t so much as been able to hold Minseok for more than a few minutes since they brought Sehun and Luhan home from the hospital.
Jongin sighs as he takes in his son’s face, Sehun’s nose wrinkling as his tongue pushes against the inside of his lips. He absolutely adores the little hitched sigh that follows and his heart melts, a fond, idiotic grin on his face even if it’s a little after two in the morning and he’s running on the last of his energy reserves.
Jongin carefully slips his hands underneath Sehun, gently lifting him into his arms so he doesn’t wake. One of Sehun’s arms jerks wildly in the air before stilling and Jongin lets out the breath he was holding. He makes sure to rock Sehun, keeping it soft and light as he stands up. Jongin remembers the first time he held Sehun - the way he couldn’t stop shaking and was terrified that he was going to crush the infant in his too big hands. It’s been nearly a month since then and both the boys have grown, but they’re still so tiny.
Jongin tip-toes slowly down the hall and into the twins’ bedroom. There are two cribs on either side of the room, but Jongin and Minseok haven’t been able to bring themselves to separate the two. Sehun doesn’t stir when Jongin lays him on dinosaur sheets, but Jongin stands over him for another few minutes to make sure he’s not going to startle himself awake.
When he shuffles back into the living room, Minseok is sitting in the warm spot on the couch Jongin left behind, his head back and eyes closed. The bottle is propped on his chest and Luhan keeps trying to wake up, but his eyes won’t stop rolling back in his head with each attempt. It’s an image that has Jongin’s heart aching. Minseok might have crazy bed hair and there’s drool starting to pool in the corner of his mouth, but his grip on Luhan is unwavering.
Jongin is stealthy as he pries Luhan away, letting the baby push the bottle out of his mouth with a content sigh. Jongin lets it fall to the couch, Luhan secure in his arms. With skill that he’s only recently developed, Jongin maneuvers Luhan upright, propping his son’s head on his shoulder so he can rub his back, pat him lightly. His hand rubs in circles along Luhan’s tiny back, up and down to work the air bubbles from his tummy.
Luhan gives a loud burp and Minseok jumps, waking up and immediately looking down at his empty arms. Jongin steps into his view and Minseok visibly relaxes, slumping into the cushions. He mouths a ‘sorry' that Jongin waves off. They're both exhausted, but Minseok more so and Jongin isn't going to fault him for falling asleep.
Luhan burps a few more times before Jongin walks him down to his room to join Sehun in the crib. After they’re both bundled in their blankets and fast asleep, Jongin makes sure the baby monitor is still on before closing the door silently and padding down to the living room. Minseok is sprawled over the couch, eyes closed again and Jongin considers laying with him, but their bed is so much more comfortable.
Minseok scrunches his nose when Jongin nudges him awake, holding up his arms for Jongin to haul him off the cushions. Jongin does with a smile, letting Minseok fall into him and settle his face in the crook of his neck. The house is quiet and Minseok is warm, clingy. Together they make one final trek down the hall, stealing into their own bedroom to flop on the mattress.
Tomorrow is going to be madness - Sehun and Luhan waking in about four hours for their next meal and diaper change while Minseok will probably hit the snooze alarm in lieu of shaving for the fifth day in a row. Jongin will no doubt walk into the door frame again and Minseok will accidentally scoop formula into his coffee, but Jongin wouldn’t want it any other way even if he’s sleep deprived. There are two bundles of joy depending on them and Jongin’s life finally feels complete.
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