✨ 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ✨

♡︎ 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐭.𝐭𝐰𝐨 ♡︎

Contains: mpreg, hybrids

♡︎

"Shhh your papa is sleeping,
we should grant him the
rest he deserves, hm?"

Minho smiled down at the
tiny baby in his arms and gently
ran his hand over the cute fluff
of dark grey, almost black hair.

The little one twitched his furry
ears softly and yawned cutely,
still not fully awake from his nap
but already exhausted again from
crying since nobody had directly
picked him up after he had
woken up.

It's been almost two weeks
since Jisung and his baby moved
in with Minho but ever since then
the cat hybrid hasn't been
doing that good.

Not because of the older nor his baby,
it was more like now that he had a
roof over his head and his body
didn't have to be in survival mode
24/7 anymore, he just wanted to
sleep and recover from the past twenty-two years he had given
everything just to survive.

And Minho tried to let him,
he really did everything he could
to give the younger the time and
space to rest and took care of
tiny Bokie as much as possible.

The little boy liked him so it
wasn't that much of a problem
but still he sometimes wanted
his papa and his papa only.

Also the purple-haired boy
couldn't give the small kitten
any milk so whenever the adorable
freckled baby began to whine and
squirm in Minho's arms, he knew
it was time to wake Jisung.

Like he did now.

Baby Lixie,
his papa had started to
like this name a lot, pouted
softly with a small frown on
his face as his tiny ears hung
slightly in sadness.

"What's wrong, little prince?
Shall we go to your papa?
He needs to eat something
himself anyway, let's get his
plate from the kitchen."

The purple-haired male smiled
softly at the freckled baby and
lifted him up so he could carry
him with one arm and let him
rest his head on his shoulder
while holding the plate with
his other hand.

When they reached the room
that was now Jisung's and baby
Lixie's, the cat hybrid was still
deep asleep, soft snores escaping
him as he only twitched one ear
at the sound of the door opening.

A few weeks ago he'd already stood
in the bed at the smallest sound,
ready to fight for his and his
baby's life if needed.

Minho took it as a compliment,
Jisung must really trust him
honestly since he apparently
felt so safe in his apartment.

"Jisungie"

The purple-haired male
whispered softly as he adjusted
the tiny kitten in his arms who
had kicked his legs excitedly at
the strong smell of his papa.

"Hmm.."

But little Felix didn't accept
that and whined unhappily,
slowly getting impatient.

"I got a hungry baby and food
but it's not as easy as it sounds"

Minho chuckled and placed
the plate on the bedside table.