SEVENTEEN IMAGINES

#13 Attention

[ Jihoon Imagine ]

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"Peek a boo!"

You giggled along with your baby.

"A---dadadada"

Your baby smacked your face and giggled cutely showing his only 1 tooth.

You just laughed at his cuteness.

Sure he does take after your husband Jihoon.

Your baby's brutal too. He hit you a lot and even when you're breastfeeding him, he'll bite you harshly like a hungry vampire. He throws his guitar stuff toy when he is annoyed, hungry, happy and upset.

He doesn't just laugh and smile that easily. He doesn't cry when he is hungry or peed/pooed his diaper.

He'll just stare in space and bite his fingers or his guitar stuff toy when he's hungry. Or when he peed his diaper, he'll just randomly throw stuffs that is near him.

One time he threw his feeding bottle at you and You were actually not amused on his act but when you smell that familiar scent, you knew that his diaper is full. It's somehow it became a signal for you when he starts to throw stuffs.

He's a heck one of a unique baby.

You were surprised when your baby suddenly poke you and stretched his arms reaching for you.

You reached for him and carry him in your arms swaying lightly.

Then minutes later the door clicked open and footsteps echoed through the living room.

"Ahhhhh!!!! Da--dada!"

Your baby squealed, his arms reaching for something...

Or someone to be exact.

You turned around to only see your husband taking off his shoes and sighing tiredly.

You smiled and walked towards him with your baby still in your arms.

"Dadadada!!!" he squealed again when you get close to Jihoon.

"Tired?" you asked Jihoon as he played with your baby's small hands.

He turned to look at you and just gave you a little smile as he walk past by you.

It somehow squeezed your heart. You know he's tired from work and gets home late but he doesn't even give time for you and to your child.

You just huffed in frustration as you made your way to the master's bedroom and you lay him down in his crib and get his milk ready.

As you made your way out, you took a peek on your husband and saw your him already sleeping soundly.

You just smiled bitterly as you walk downstairs to the kitchen.

You washed the feeding bottle and wipe it with a clean cloth as you started to make your baby's formula.

You walk back to your room to only see your baby sitting in his crib with his hand in his mouth.

You just smiled as you walk towards him.

"Aigoo~ my baby's hungry~" you cooed as you take his hand off of his mouth and put the feeding bottle on the top of the small table.

You saw how your child gazed over his milk.

You took a wipe and clean his fingers that is covered of saliva and threw the dirty wipe on the trashbin.

You finally gave his milk and sighed as you finally felt tired.

It's already past eleven and yet your baby still wide awake. And by 12 midnight, you finally put him into sleep.

You quietly tuck yourself in the  bed, afraid you might wake your sleeping husband and your baby.

Not long after you fell asleep due to your tiredness.

The next day you woke up a little late. You panicked as you thought of your baby.

You arranged your bed as you walk towards the baby's crib as an exaggerated gasp escape your mouth.

Your baby is no where to be found.

And so you run downstairs to only heard weird noises.

"Baby shark dudududu~"

Your mouth hanged open to only see your husband playing with your child and. . . . singing children's song.

You can clearly hear your baby squeeling happily in his daddy's arms.

"Jiho yahh~"

You unconsciously smiled hearing your husband call your son's name.

And so you stopped on your thoughts as you made your way in the kitchen to cook breakfast. Afraid you might ruin their father and son bond.

All day, your husband played and took responsible of your baby and as for you, you took that chance to do house choirs.

Dinner passed by and now you're just washing the dishes when a hand snaked into your waist and you felt hot breath on the crook of your neck. You dropped the sponge you were holding.

"Hmmm...I'm sorry" Jihoon mumbled and kissed your nape. You felt electricity flowing in your body. You suddenly felt hot.

You cleared your throat and pick up the sponge and continue washing the dishes. Trying to divert your attention.

But another kiss landed on your nape and followed by another kiss down to your shoulder.

"J-jihoon" you turned around which you regretted to do so.

You were now trapped in between your husband. Only a few inches distance apart. Feeling each other's breath.

"Jihoon....." you whispered locking your gaze with him.

"Shhh..." he shushed you rubbing circles on your sides.

"Jagi... I'm sorry I couldn't make time for you and to our son. I- I'm doing this for Jiho's future. For our future. I just want the best for our child. Forgive me if I couldn't give you enough attention. Please forgive me..." He whispered and a tear escaped your eyes as you slowly sealed the gap between you two and kissed your husband with full of love and longing.

The kiss began to be more heated and you felt your self being carried and placed on the counter. Jihoon in between your legs as his kisses goes down and a moan escaped your lips.

Jihoon again go back kissing your lips as you snaked your hands on his hair pulling it slightly.

"J-jihoon ahhh..." you moaned

"Let's continue this upstairs shall we?" Jihoon whispered and nibbled your ears.

In the middle of your session. A sound of crashing echoed in the house.

The both of you stopped and slowly turned your head where the sound came from.

And there you saw your child eating his hand and his bottle on the mat along with the broken vase.

"Jihoon" you said with an authority and looked at your husband.

"Shit."

"Looks like someone needs attention hmm?" you jokingly said and raised a brow. And so your love session became a cleaning session that night.

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Please remind me to drink holy water before I sleep.