TELLING THEM YOU WANT A BABY ╰╮ 스트레이키즈
genre ﹕ mostly fluff
with ﹕ hyung line
note ﹕ woke up thinking abt girl dads minchan and well..! i refuse to be held responsible for the thoughts of my subconscious
⟡ — CHAN
his first reaction is to make someone kind of joke—i’m already baby, don’t you want me?—but when he realizes you’re serious, he pauses. work had always been his first priority before he’d met you, and he truly doesn’t know where he’d be if he hadn’t (accidentally) spilled coffee all over your outfit just minutes before they were supposed to head out to perform. you really want a baby? he asks, expression crumpled into nervous yet hopeful, and you nod your affirmative with a laugh when he looks like his mind is going a mile a minute. hopefully they’re not as clumsy as you are, you tease, and get a playful swat in response. you know he’s heavily considering it when the two of you go shopping and you find him lingering near the baby aisle with the ghost of a smile on his lips.
⟡ — MINHO
i already have kids, is his sleepy grumble one early morning, an arm thrown over your middle. you can only see the tousled mess of his hair out of the corner of your eye, him choosing to bury his face into the space between your neck and shoulder, his words just barely coherent. i mean a non-furry baby, you laugh, and he sits up with a comically confused expression. are my kids not enough for you? he balks, brows furrowed, through the slight upwards curve of his lip proves his other sentiments. i want a divorce, he scoffs then, but you can’t help but snort when you find a handwritten list of silly names to consider on a sticky-note pasted on your laptop screen a few days in passing.
⟡ — CHANGBIN
he cries. for days. at first it was for dramatics—you’re replacing me! am i not cute enough for you?—pouting at odd hours of the day when he remembers. but then he remembers the baby has a fifty-fifty chance of having your eyes. your smile. the cute way you scrunch your nose up with you don’t like something. they might learn the little happy dance you do when you eat your favorite foods, and now tears well up in his eyes at the mere thought. he might die, honestly. his poor heart wouldn’t be able to take it.
⟡ — HYUNJIN
at first, he’s a bit apprehensive. children are expensive, you know. jokes and small things that poke lighthearted fun. but one family gathering manages to change his entire worldview—a setting of you fast asleep with a baby cousin snuggled comfortably in your arms, their small hand grasping on to the front of your sweater. you don’t realize it’s affected him this much until you spot his lockscreen a few days down the line. and when confronted, he just simply shrugs and says, i want to see my baby first thing every time i see my phone.
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