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It was a peaceful afternoon, and Joshua had fallen asleep on the couch, his breathing steady and calm as he rested. The apartment was quiet, and Seokmin, always full of playful energy, tiptoed into the room. His eyes twinkled with mischief as he saw Joshua laying there, completely unaware.

Seokmin carefully knelt beside the couch, resting his chin on the cushion for a moment as he watched Joshua sleep. His face looked so soft, so relaxed, and Seokmin couldn't resist the urge to do something fun.

With a playful grin, he grabbed a nearby a marker from the coffee table. He chewed on his bottom lip, trying not to giggle, and slowly crawled up onto the couch. Ever so carefully, he sat himself right on Joshua's stomach, barely putting any weight down so as not to wake him.

Joshua stirred a little, his hand twitching, but he didn't wake. Seokmin let out a tiny sigh of relief and bit back a giggle. Holding the marker in his hand like a tiny artist, Seokmin leaned forward and started to doodle on Joshua's face.

He started with small, cute details. First, he gently drew a tiny heart on Joshua's cheek, his hand steady as he moved. Then, Seokmin added a little smiley face on Joshua's other cheek, taking care not to press too hard. Each stroke of the marker was light and delicate, so Joshua wouldn't notice.

Seokmin was giggling under his breath now, biting his lip to keep quiet. He added some cat whiskers on either side of Joshua's face and a small, cute nose on the tip of his nose. The sight of Joshua, still sleeping peacefully, with doodles all over his face, made Seokmin almost burst out laughing. But he didn't want to wake him just yet.

Seokmin took a step back to admire his work, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. Joshua looked so cute, like a living cartoon character, with all the little doodles scattered across his face. Seokmin couldn't help himself and leaned in to give Joshua a tiny kiss on the forehead, as if sealing his masterpiece with affection.

But just as he was about to climb off Joshua's stomach, Joshua stirred again. His eyes fluttered open slightly, and he looked up to see Seokmin sitting there, his marker still in hand, looking like he had just been caught in the act.

"Seokmin...?" Joshua's voice was groggy, confused as he tried to process what was happening.

Seokmin froze, his eyes wide and innocent, though his lips were pressed together to hide the giggle threatening to escape. "Hi, Daddy..." he whispered, trying to sound casual.

Joshua blinked a few times, still waking up, and then he noticed the tickling sensation on his face. His hand instinctively went up to touch his cheek, and he frowned slightly, realizing something was off. "What did you do?" he asked, though his voice was still soft with sleep.

Seokmin couldn't hold it in any longer. He burst out into a fit of giggles, covering his mouth with his hand as he looked down at Joshua. "You look so cute, Daddy!" he squeaked between his laughter, barely able to contain his amusement.

Joshua raised an eyebrow, sitting up slightly and making Seokmin slide off his stomach and onto the couch beside him. He reached for his phone, turning on the camera to look at his reflection. As soon as he saw the doodles on his face, a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth despite himself.

"Really, Seokmin?" Joshua said, shaking his head in mock disbelief, though there was a fondness in his voice.

Seokmin nodded eagerly, still giggling. "You look like a cute kitty! I had to! I couldn't resist!"

Joshua couldn't help but laugh, his heart warming at how playful Seokmin was being. "Alright, alright, you got me," he said, setting his phone down and pulling Seokmin closer to him. "But now you owe me cuddles for all this mischief."

Seokmin's eyes lit up, and he immediately snuggled into Joshua's arms, burying his face in Joshua's chest. "Yess!" he chirped, his giggles still bubbling as Joshua held him close.

Joshua pressed a kiss to the top of Seokmin's head, still chuckling softly. "You're too cute for your own good, baby," he whispered, feeling nothing but love for the mischievous boy in his arms.

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