[top: wooyoung | bottom: yeosang]
words: 6400
- happily married, with the most perfect family; and it expands much more than they expected.
"Kyungmin! Come choose your snack baby!" The black haired male called out loudly to his son as the eight year old jumped off of the sofa, turning off the tv before rushing to his mother who was busy prepping the picnic basket for the little picnic his parents had prepared before his dance competition tomorrow.
"Can I take pocky?" The dirty blonde haired boy inquired adorably as his mother caressed his little cheek and smiled.
"I've already packed that for you dear, baby likes them too remember? Why don't you pick some fruits we can put in a little container for you to have later?" He continued warmly, Kyungmin nodded his head eagerly and then rushed to the fridge while his mother
"Yeosang! What blanket do you plan on taking?"
"I don't know Wooyoung, maybe the red picnic blanket!" Yeosang replied while shaking his head, rolling his eyes.
"Where is it then?!" The younger argued back, causing Yeosang to huff angrily.
"In the cupboard under the stairs, next to Kyungmin's roller-skates!" He announced, hearing a few thuds come from the male as he began to root around for the blanket the older was talking about.
"Oooh mommy! When the baby comes can we go roller-skating?" The little boy asked excitedly, carrying over the carton strawberries and raspberries he had picked out from the fridge for his snack.
Yeosang laughed, "Even when the baby comes, I'll have to sit to the side love. Someone has to watch them. And I highly doubt daddy will want to miss out on the fun."
"Can you blame me? Roller-skating is great. I've loved it since I was your age Kyungmin." His husbands voice was a little louder, and the two turned their heads to see him holding the folded picnic blanket with a smile on his face.
"See? Daddy is still a big kid at heart." Yeosang said playfully, ruffling through Kyungmin's hair as the boy laughed adorably, but then it lengthened to a Wooyoung like squeal when the blonde haired boy picked up his son and sat him down onto the counter.
"Mommy is mean, Kyung." Wooyoung pouted, the boy just laughed which made the two parents smile fondly. That was until Wooyoung came up behind his heavily pregnant lover and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him in.
Yeosang scoffed, "Instead of snuggling, go grab the water from the fridge and put it into the cooler. And help Kyungmin with his fruit before our kitchen turns pink."
Wooyoung huffed, placing a kiss onto the olders temple before heading to the task. He picked up three bottles of flavoured water and placed them into the special cooler filled with ice to guarantee the foods that are meant to stay cold, stay cold. And then he began to help Kyungmin put a few handfuls of his strawberries and raspberries into his little blue container with his name written on it black marker, and also placed that inside.
"Is that everything?" Yeosang inquired, "The blanket is in the basket with the food."
Wooyoung pursed his lips as he began to make an audible checklist of all the things they needed to pack.
"Do we have sandwiches?"
"Check."
"Drinks."
"Check!" Kyungmin squealed, making the two laugh.
"Snacks?"
"Check."
"Well, those are the main things-"
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