If you were to have asked Jeonghan where he saw himself after high school, he probably would have said something along the lines of, "I don't know, pretty and stress free." with a hair flip and a smug smile. You would have probably agreed with him and said, "that sounds so much like you." with a nod.
But if you were to ask him the same question after five years, Jeonghan would start crying and sob out, "never have I been more stress in my life than now."
Kinda just like he was doing now. "I can't control these two anymore! Where's your father?" Jeonghan let out as he stood up and left the room (after having to step over multiple piles of toys) he walked down the hall to the first room on the left. There he saw his husband trying to put together a baby crib that they had for five years now.
"I'm sure after awhile you would have remembered how to put that together." Jeonghan stated as he lean against the doorframe. "I'm getting old here, remembering things haven't been more hard than ever." The other male said as he started to hammer the nail into the wood. Jeonghan laughed at his husband's statement.
"Plus, I'm the CEO of the biggest company in Korea, a married man, and a full time father of two children. Give me a break." Jeonghan laughed even more as he walked over to the other male who sat on the floor. "I do give you a break Cheol ....at exactly eleven pm, when I'm asleep." Jeonghan remarked as he sat down next to his husband, holding his baby bump as he did so.
"And I enjoy every single second of that break." Seungcheol smiled as he gave Jeonghan a kiss. "The kids asleep?" He asked as he went back to building the crib.
"No." Jeonghan let out with a stressful sigh as he laid his head onto his husband's shoulder. Seungcheol pouted as he started to rub his husband's back in comforting circles. "I'll go talk to them." Seungcheol said as he placed a kiss on Jeonghan's head and got up. Jeonghan watched as his husband left the room, "how lucky am I....." he thought out loud as he decided to give Seungcheol a helping hand in building this baby crib.
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"Why are y'all giving your Appa a hard time?" Seungcheol asked upon entering his children's room and sat in the chair that was placed in the room. The two boys looked at each other and shrugged before looking at their father. "God you guys look like your Appa." Seungcheol softly said with a shake of his head. He remembers the time when these two were born.
He was probably one of the most happiest men alive to be able to hold both of his first borns. Never in a million years did Seungcheol thought he'll have twin boys, but as soon as he saw both of their cute chubby cheeks, he knew that this is what he wanted.
He wanted a family of his own and that he got. Seungcheol successfully managed to build his own company to the top, marry the love of his life, and have two beautiful boys and a daughter on the way. Seungcheol felt proud of himself. "Well if you don't know, why are you still managing to do so?" Seungcheol asked as he tucked in his twin boys with a kiss to the head.
"We're sorry for making Appa feel upset." One of his sons—Yonhei—said with a small pout. "We promised to never do it again." His other son—Yunseo—added on to his brother's statement. Seungcheol smiled and gave them another kiss before leaving the room.
One thing he learned about his kids is that they'll say one thing and do the opposite of that thing, they took after their Appa after all so he knew that was a lie. "Wow....how did you do all of this?" Seungcheol asked as he stepped into the baby's room that is now fully decorated.
"Unlike you, I remember how to build this room. I'm also a famous interior designer." Jeonghan bragged as he gave his husband the hammer he was holding and kissed Seungcheol's cheek and walked out the room, leaving a still stunned Seungcheol.
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Family Is Where The Heart Is || Svt
FanfictionWho would have known these seven famous married couples lives would have turn out like this after two years. "Shit I think my water just broke" "Someone call Jun!" "What's Jun's number again?!" (Mpreg)