Baby Sua || Straykids Family Fic

~chapter 4~

"Oh, Hannie," he softly broke as he stood in front of the doorway. He quickly went in and sat beside Han, who was crunched over the toilet in the same place as earlier. "Hey, tell me what's wrong," Minho softly said, brushing the back of his head.

"I d-don't know," Han choked as he threw himself into Minho's arms, sniffling as he laid his head on his chest. Desperately clinching onto his shirt as the tears that fell out of his eyes threatened to soak his shirt underneath. He just held on to the younger, rocking back and forth, lowly shushing him, letting him get it all out. He was beyond nervous; he didn't know what was wrong with him, and Han was too shaken to help him figure it out. He had to be patient with him and take a deep breath as he continued to cry. Try to be strong for him and not let his painful sobs get to him.

"Jisung, please, I need you to breathe for me," he desperately begged, afraid he might slip into a panic attack. And in any second, he might've, but he quickly started to relax himself, hearing the worry in Minho's voice. Focusing his attention on his shallow breaths, attempting to deeply take in air and let it go. Trying to relax his heart rate. Resting his forehead on his chest. "Thank you." Minho relaxed, letting out his own breath that he held for the younger, hearing his sobs soften.

"I-I'm sorry," Han embarrassedly laughed, bringing his hand up to his eyes to dry the splotches of water that surrounded them.

"What happened?" he asked, still holding him in his arms, rubbing circles on his back.

"I don't know. I just really got nauseous like this morning,"  Han explained, pulling his head from his chest. He was just as clueless.

Minho raised the back of his hand to his forehead, checking his temperature. "You're a little warm," he said to him before brushing his hand through his hair, letting it fall to his cheek.

"I felt like I was on fire," Han exaggerated as he started to pull himself up. Minho quickly moved to support him. "I don't know, maybe it's just nerves. I feel fine now," he continued, going back to the sink and turning it on, splashing some cold water over his face.

"Nervous about what??," Minho said, standing behind him, putting his hands on his waist, and kissing the back of his neck.

"I don't know, the party," Han muffled through the water.

"You don't have to be nervous. She would be happy if we didn't throw a party. Just us being with her and seeing the guys is enough. The fact that you planned anything is enough. You are enough. I promise." Minho said as he wrapped his arms around his stomach, kissing his back before he hugged him. Han could've started crying again as he turned the water off, pulling his arms tighter around him.

"I know," he softly whispered as he turned around, staying in his arms. He threw his arms around Minho's neck and hugged him tighter. "I love you so much," he muffled, burying his damped face in Minho's neck.

"Dada, okay," Sua softly said behind them. Minho pulled away from Han before turning around to look at Sua, who was standing small in the bathroom doorframe, dangling her stuffy by her side.

"Did you climb the stairs all by yourself??" Minho said, crouching down to her level. He was surprised she hadn't been able to even go near the stairs out of fear.

She nodded her head at him. "No scary more," she smiled.

"Still, wait for me or dada next time," he softly said to her, knowing this wasn't something she would do often. She was just excited about her birthday.

"Dada," she lowly said, looking over at him.

"Sua, I'm okay," he smiled, crouching beside her.

"You cwying," she sadly said, seeing his face wet.