buzzer beater ✦ j.sc | ✔

book three ✦ [ii]

After doing a few things out and about, the three of you headed home.

"Hey, buddy," Sungchan called for your son's attention, his hands occupied with groceries. "Do you want me or Mommy to help you get ready for your nap? Or are you going to try to do it yourself?"

"Mm..." He looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "Mommy!"

"Alright, help with the groceries then I'll help you, Binnie," you bargained, putting a bag down on the ground in his reach.

As Woobin dutifully put the bags of chips and boxes of gummies on the lower shelves of the pantry that he could reach, you and Sungchan quickly put away the rest of the groceries. When there was just cleaning and other household supplies left, your husband grabbed those and nodded towards your son.

"Go put buddy down, I've got this."

"Thanks, Channie," you pecked his cheek before turning to your child. "Lead the way!"

Woobin was able to get into his pajamas by himself, so you were really just there to tuck him in and kiss his forehead. You never bought into the "cry themselves out" mindset from the get-go, and to this day would sit with him until he fell asleep if he asked.

Except this time, he didn't get into bed at all, standing next to the piece of furniture with you and staring at it like you were about to cliff dive instead of nap. He looked up at you, and you already saw his bottom lip quivering.

"Mommy?"

"Yeah, Binnie, I'm right here, my sweet," you promised, kneeling down in front of him so you were eye-to-eye. "What's wrong?"

He threw his arms around your neck, taking quick, shallow breaths as he very bravely tried to communicate with you. "I don't wanna—I don't wanna..."

"Okay, I won't make you right now," you promised, rubbing his back. "Will you tell me what's making you upset? Is it the nap? Going to sleep? Did you have a bad dream?"

But he had already devolved into incomprehensible sobs, and you bit your lip at the twinge in your chest. "Alright, sweet, how about we go to Mommy and Daddy's room? Hm? And I'll read you something. If you don't want to nap, you don't have to today, okay? Sound good?"

You could feel him nod into your shoulder, and that was all you needed to pick him up and settle him on your hip to carry him out of his room. As you passed by Sungchan putting away new bottles of dish soap and dishwasher pods under the sink, he gave you a concerned look. You mouthed a 'later' to him as you took your son across your house and into your room. As you passed by your bookshelf, you quickly selected a book, then sat down at the head of your bed, Woobin on your lap. Pulling your blanket up over you two, you let him get settled in and comfortable, still very much crying all the while.

Holding your book with one hand and resting the other on his back, you started reading. After a while, his sobs died down to hiccups, which petered out to just the occasional sniffle. But you could see that he was still awake, his eyes open and following your place as you read. Then, after a while longer, they started to slowly fall shut and his chin would tilt down, then he'd quickly open his eyes again and jerk his head up. Finally, he couldn't fight the heaviness of his lids, and he fell asleep. You put your bookmark in where you were just before his eyes closed, but kept reading past that, just in case. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the door handle slowly turn, and your bedroom door inch open before Sungchan peered in.

Your husband pointed to the boy in your lap, then made a gesture of pretending to sleep on a pillow, lifting his eyebrows questioningly after. You nodded, still reading softly.