china//yao

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~sorry this is so short. I didn't have time to finish it, but I thought I should get something out for china's bday.
~art done by me! if you would like to see more of my art, check me out on instagram @/zacuumm__ ! i'm more active there as well.




"yao! I'm home!" (y/n) announced, walking through the door. It was quiet in the house, unusual for their household. yao, more often than not, would either be yelling on the phone or at their kids, or clanking pots and pans in the kitchen. it was strange to hear nothing but everyday household noises.

being a mother, (y/n) suspected the worse. she set down her groceries quietly, and took out a pocket knife from her purse. she crept up her stairs, silently thanking the interior designer of her home for carpeted steps.

at the top of the steps, she decided to first check the master bedroom, being closest to her.

as quietly as she could, she opened the door. her right knuckles and wrist became stiff in holding the knife.

once she fully opened the door, soft breathing entered her ears. the colors black, red, white, and blue flooded her irises.

her husband, and two kids, were snuggled up on the bed, peacefully sleeping.

she smiled, clicking the blade into it's cover and shoving it into her pocket. she kicked off her shoes and slid her jacket off her shoulders and onto the floor.

before crawling into the bed with her family, she stared down at them. yao's arms were wrapped around both boys. kiku, the elder boy, was closer to his father's face on his back. the younger boy, im soo, was embracing yao as closely as he could with his tiny amrs.

(y/n) layed on the soft bed, adjusting herself around her family. she allowed her muscled to relaxe, and sunk into the memory foam. the soft breaths of her boys lulling her to sleep

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