•minsung oneshots•

rainy days💕

beware: this is like an insane amount of fluff with
married minsung and their son😭

when jisung opened up the door, his expression was nothing short of parental horror as he looked over his husband and his little six year old son on the porch step.

both were drenched.

luckily, hyosung was wearing his ladybird welly boots, his favourite blue rain suit, and had a blue umbrella that he was having to hold with two hands- after all, it was his papa's umbrella.

not so luckily, minho was wearing black jeans and a grey zip up that was soaked through to the t-shirt underneath and practically clinging to his body.

he thought the umbrella would have been protection for him enough, but when hyosung had pleaded to be the one holding it, minho had to grit his teeth and get wet.

"sweetheart, you're soaked!" jisung cried, ushering them both inside as they toed their soaked shoes off on the floor mat.

knowing that hyosung was more protected than minho, the older man smiled and expected for jisung to soon start fussing over him.

"yeah," he laughed lightly before cringing as he had to peel his hoodie off. "but it's okay, you can now wrap me up in a blanket and we can cudd-"

"-my poor little baby!" jisung pouted, having crouched down to cup his son's cheeks before gasping at how cold his little face was. "hyo, you're so cold!"

"w-what!?" minho interrupted, staring down at the scene before him.

jisung made quick work of helping hyosung out of his rain suit and threw the umbrella to the side. without caring how it landed, jisung then lifted his son onto his waist and hurried off towards the laundry room.

"wha-hey!" minho called, following behind as jisung moved towards the dryer where some towels had already been heating up. "where's all my fuss? i got wet! hyosung is fine!"

"hyosung no fine," the little one shook his head as he cuddled into jisung's shoulder, his tiny hands wrapping around his appa's back.

minho knew his son was playing up to jisung.

"hyosung so c-c-c-cold, need appa cuddles."

"and you'll be getting nothing less, hyo, don't you worry." jisung quickly replied, swaddling his son in an adult sized bath towel as he giggled as only his round face was peeking out of the fuzzy warmth.

placing a loud smooch on hyosung's nose, jisung once again picked him up and walked back out of the room in the direction of the living room.

"jisung! what about me!?" minho complained, having to stand to the side as jisung set hyosung on the couch, turned the tv on to something he'd enjoy, and then walked over to the fire on the opposite wall so hyosung would be more than warm.

"i'll get you some new clothes in a minute, sweetheart," jisung kissed his son's forehead, receiving a happy nod in return.

before minho could speak and whine at the fact that jisung was getting up to walk somewhere without acknowledging him again, the younger had grabbed his wrist and began dragging him back to the laundry room.

he pushed minho in first before shutting the door behind himself. with a slight sigh, jisung crossed his arms and stared at his older husband.

the older man stayed silent, trying to analyse jisung's blank expression before he shook his head.

"...what?"

"what?" jisung repeated with his eyebrows raised. "hmm i don't know, minho, maybe i should refresh your memory?"