Who's prettier?

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by Imafivestarkpopstan

by Imafivestarkpopstan

Tw : sick, emeto

"Nghh." Y/N babbled incoherently, little tears trailing down his face. "Eommaaaaaa!"

"Coming!" There were hastened footsteps, and Jaemin burst into the room. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Tummy huwt." Y/N sobbed, clinging on to Jaemin. "No feew good."

"Shh, let's go downstairs." Jaemin cooed. They went downstairs and Jaemin's at down on the couch with Y/N, softly cooing and rubbing his stomach.

"What happened?" Jisung came into the living room from the kitchen, after hearing Y/N's cries.

"He's not feeling well." Jaemin frowned. "Can you get the thermometer, In pretty sure he has a fever."

Jisung returned seconds later with the thermometer, coaxing Y/N into opening his mouth. As soon as the device touched his tongue, however, Y/N let out a weak gag and some sick left his lips. Jaemin quickly stood up and rushed Y/N to the bathroom, getting him out of the soiled clothes as soon as possible.

Jisung bathed Y/N without much problems, and as soon as Y/N was lifted out of the tub and changed, he crawled into his father's arms, craving comfort and warmth.

"Hey buddy." Jisung smiled, going ng over to Y/N. "Are you feeling better today?"

"Mm." Y/N smiled. "Appa cawwy."

"Let's go downstairs sweetheart. I'm sure Eomma is waiting for you."

"My baby." Jaemin cooed, planting a kiss on Y/N's nose. "So cute."

"Eomma and Appa ish cuteh." Y/N said, mispronouncing the 'R'.

"You're cuter." Jisung murmured, Y/N hiding his face in Jisung's shoulder. "The cutest one here."

"Appa ish hansom', Eomma ish pwetty."

"Aww, thank you baby." Jaemin gushed. "But you're the cutest, most handsome, and prettiest!"

"And pettiest." Jisung mumbled. "I can go on and on. Most savage, most messy."

The day was filled with kisses and cuddles