Papa, Daddy

29. Finally Home

Yuseok had woken up last as he sat up looking around with heavy eyes. His hair was standing in all different directions making it look like a giant knot had formed at the back of his head.

"Uncle Kookie." He called to his uncle who always came to get him in the morning for the past 5 weeks. "Uncle Kookie. I'm wake! Please come for me." He called again. Hoseok heard the calls from his room and got up quickly.

"Good morning baby." Yuseok looked confused as he saw his Mommy walk up to him dressed in white and green. "Did you sleep well?" He nodded his head happy to have his Mommy back to pick him up after waking up. He hugged his neck tightly attaching himself as Hoseok moved around the room getting clothes and a diaper ready.

"Today you get to play with your train. Your Papa didn't know which one to get at first." Yuseok was laying on the bed in his shared room with his sisters.

"I like all trains." He replied with a yawn in between.

"Good. Your Papa was really worried about it." Hoseok changed him into a clean diaper then lifted him up to put a clean shirt on.

"One arm in. Now the other one."

"I'll pull my shirt down." Yuseok pulled his shirt down covering his round tummy. Hoseok then lifted him off the bed to put his pants on. "One leg at a time. Right."

"Mmhmm." Yuseok hummed.

"Where is the others?"

"Papa is playing with your sisters. Uncle Chimmie and Uncle Joonie went to the doctor to check on their baby. And uncle Kookie went to go play with one of his friends." Hoseok stood up and looked at the boy. His big brown eyes looking straight up at him.

"Is just us?"

"Yeah just us." Hoseok smiled and grabbed his hand so they could walk hand in hand. If he wanted to be carried, he'd always tell him. The boy suddenly stopped and tugged at his shirt gently.

"Wait brush my hair."

Hoseok crouched down in front of him and pouted as he spoke, "But I like your bird's nest. Its so cute."

"Okay." The boy looked down with a pout. If his Mommy liked it then he won't change it. Even if he didn't like it. Hoseok let out a soft chuckle, his son couldn't say no to him just like his Papa.

"Go get me your brush."

"Otay."Hoseok patted his butt as he walked up to the dresser and reached for the baby blue brush. He brought it back with a smile and handed it to his Mommy turning his back to him and held his hands to his navel patiently waiting for his Mommy to brush his hair.

"There. A neat, handsome little prince." Hoseok kissed his cheek and the boy smiled for a short second.

"What about my teeth?" This boy liked being clean and neat. Always had to look good and smell good. Hoseok found it funny but he also felt proud about that small little fact. His sisters were different as they liked to get dirty and hated baths. Yuseok loved baths, he'd play for hours if he could but the water always got cold so he made sure to come out before it did.

"Oh. Your sisters need to brush their teeth too."

"Can I go first?"

"Of course you can." Hoseok smiled and picked the boy up who had his arms up in the air, his signal to be carried.

After having brushed his teeth, Yuseok came down the stairs in the arms of his Mommy. He could hear them laugh and talk about something and he had an urge to join and play too. As soon as they turned into the door way of the living room, he let out loud greeting with a shy ending as his voice got quieter. "Goo' morning." He layed his head on Hoseok's shoulder, forehead in the comfort of his Mommy's neck.