Sehun was watching The Muppets , or more like listening to it while drawing on the main table of their living room. His crayons were scattered across the table and nudged softly into Baekhyun's clean white carpet while the boy was sitting on the floor with legs spread out and happily quoting everything he was hearing. Vivi was lying next to him, lazily licking the boy's fingers every time he tried to reach for a new crayon. Baekhyun didn't know if it was pretty amazing for a five year old kid or rather somewhat annoying the fact that Sehun could quote half of the Disney movies he had watched.
"Good morning, baby," he greeted while rubbing his eyes. He was glad he had cleaned the day before because he didn't want to do anything at all today; Baekhyun was really exhausted, "How did you sleep, sweet pea?" He asked before kissing his forehead and proceeding to walk to the kitchen. He could still see Sehun from the island while he cocked so it wasn't really a problem.
"I couldn't sleep well," he mumbled with a pout, "I had a bad dream."
"Is that so?" Baekhyun asked, not really paying the attention his son needed. He was wondering what he needed to prepare for their breakfast, even though there was a cereal bar wrap in the trash bin, which meant Sehun managed to take something by himself. However, he wanted to do something too. A real breakfast.
"Uhm, it scared me," he could hear Sehun's pout from the kitchen when he took out some sausages and eggs from the fridge and smiled a little.
"We shouldn't have watched that movie before going to bed, baby. Next time you can go to my room and sleep with me, okay? I don't want you to be sleepy during the day."
Baekhyun regretted the fact they watched one of the Pirates Of The Caribbean movies the day before and promised himself he would never show any of them to his son again. At least, not when he was still that young.
It had been a long time since that day happened-when he impulsively took his car keys and drove to Sehun's school to demand his teacher to tell him what was going with his son, and the little kid had not say even a word about it. It wasn't like Baekhyun actually tried to bring the topic up, he just felt like it was better like that but his mind was still yelling at him, scolding him for letting such a thing slip out like that, like it didn't matter at all. He did felt like it was important but Sehun looked so happy everyday that maybe it was just something silly. Not a big deal, right ? So while he was making breakfast that morning, he decided it was time to tell his son the truth; about the drawing and about Mr. Park being his father. Baekhyun had the feeling that Sehun knew about it already anyways, he might be five years old but he was clever and Baekhyun wasn't very good at hiding his feelings or his old photos with his ex-boyfriend.
He made sausages and potatoes because it was one of Sehun's favourite breakfasts aside from the Mickey Mouse pancakes. When he placed the plate on the table with a glass of orange juice, the kid was happily smiling and singing something he created by himself mixing the words sausage and love, Baekhyun didn't understand a lot but he let his son be. They sat together, chewing slowly and quietly, the younger paying more attention to the sound of the movie that was playing instead of his father in front of him but it Baekhyun wasn't trying to do or tell something either, not until he could be prepared enough to say what he needed to say.
"Honey?" He called him with a very shaky voice. He didn't know how Sehun would react. What if he suddenly started hating his teacher because of it? "Hunnie?"
Sehun, half chewing half smiling at him, turned around to face him but didn't talk. His mouth was full and Baekhyun had taught him that he couldn't speak while he was eating.
"I need to talk with you about something, baby," Baekhyun took his phone without thinking twice and started to record. It wasn't like that was a very happy moment, but he needed to have Sehun's reaction at least on audio, was it good or not, "Is important for me that you listen carefully of what I'm going to say, okay?"

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Mr. Park said his Mickey Mouse pancakes are better than yours | Chanbaek
FanfictionBaekhyun is afraid to send his son to school, but when he finally decides to let him go, he meets his past again and the vague memories of what was a deep and sincere love begin to haunt him after six years of being left behind on the shadows.