Minseok slept lightly, so, when he heard tears, he straightened up slowly, he was moved when he saw the sleeping face of his lover, he got up and went to the cradle against the wall, he looked at his little baby, his little boy who had stopped crying when he saw his daddy, and wriggling his little arms in the air while chirping for his father to take him, Minseok took him gently in his arms and rocked him.
Minseok: You're not sleeping baby, you're going to wake up mom.
Minseok went to the living room, he put his son in his deckchair, strapping him in, and went to the kitchen, he put the recliner on the table, and left the necessary to make a bottle. Once finished, he unstrapped his son and took him in his arms and went to the living room, he settled on the couch and put his son properly in his arms, he put the bottle nipple in his mouth and looked at his son was greedily.
Minseok: Jongin slow down baby, you're going to choke on it.
Jongin looked at his father, but continued to drink his precious milk, once the bottle was finished, Minseok made him burp and then knowing that the boy will not sleep again now, he put it on the blanket in front of the sofa, he put in road a played who play a beautiful lullaby.
.......: Appa?
Minseok turned to the hall, he saw his 3-year-old son holding his duck plush against him.
Minseok: come on Jongdae. Jongdae joined his appa on the couch, he turned on the TV and put the cartoons or past Pororo, he lowered the sound a little.
Jongdae: Eomma sleepy.
Minseok: yes eomma worked very hard yesterday.
Jongdae: Jongin he has more sleep like me.
They watched TV both. When Kyungsoo woke up, he felt the free space by his side, he got up and noticed the empty cradle, he left the room passing in front of his younger son's, the bed was empty, he kept walking and returned to the living room he was touched by the scene he saw, Minseok was asleep, Jongdae their youngest son asleep with his head on his knees hugging his duck plush, Jongin the youngest was asleep on the duvet on the ground clutching a stuffed toy, The one who plays a lullaby, and he smiles even more when he sees their 6-year-old son Junmyeon sitting in the silent couch, watching an episode of SpongeBob.
Kyungsoo: I'm really happy, I do not miss anything.
Junmyeon turned to him.
Jun: what did you say?
Kyungsoo: nothing, my angel.
Kyungsoo joined him on the couch, no, he did not miss anything.
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FanfictionThis is not mine. The original belongs to Ydulice Jen who wrote it in french. This is a translation. I take no credit for it whatsoever. I would advise checking out the original if you understand french. Thank you.
