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The Present | Of Six-Year Olds, Middle Child Syndrome, and an Overdose of Love

Love Me Right

Present Day | Chaper 3

Of Six-Year Olds, Middle Child Syndrome, and an Overdose of Love

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To be edited, and decorated later. I hope this chapter doesnt confuse anybody.

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| Present Day |

"Oh my fucking gosh," Baekhyun says as he sees the disarray of beauty products strewn across the floor of their shared bedroom. He fumes as he hears the demonic laughter of his son from somewhere in the room, "Baekyeol!" He shouts, before storming to the closet and pulling the door open. His demon spawn is cackling on the floor of the tiny space, not caring at all that his mother was beyond angry.

"Get out," Baekhyun demands sternly, as he places his hands on his hips. Baekyeol crawls out to sit cross legged in front of his mother. He stares up at his mother with identical features; the only difference was in the eyes, and the ears. Baekhyun was grateful that although Baekyeol inherited the ears, they were not as prominent as the Yoda's had been. Not that he had anything against big ears; they looked adorable on his mischievous little son.

"Baekyeol, what have I told you about getting into mommie's makeup?" Baekhyun questions as he glowers down at his eldest son. Baekyeol does not cower; he was only one immune to his eyeliner rimmed glare. Baekyeol only shrugs, staring up unblinkingly with twitching eyes. Baekhyun sighs at the unresponsive response, "Anyway, where's Xiudae? The last anyone saw of him is when you dragged him off to color."

At that question, Baekyeol finally blinks, eyes trailing to the open closet, "Oh goodness, don't tell me you tied him up again." Baekhyun sighs as he follows his son's gaze, "Minseok's going to lecture me if he comes home and Daedae's not in perfect condition," Baekyeol giggles at that, and Baekhyun practically dives head first into the closet.

Clothing and toys are dumped haphazardly, and Baekhyun makes a mental note to remind Minseok about the disaster of their sons' shared closet. This is where Baekhyun finds himself shoving mountains of kiddie junk to the side as he searches for Minseok's tiny son. Baekhyun finally exhales in relief when he finds the sleeping figure of Xiudae hidden underneath his favorite blanket.

In the darkened space, Baekhyun can make out the suckling motions of the tiny boy with a thumb in his mouth. Baekhyun sighs again in relief, as he embraces the tiny boy and crawls out of the closet. Once lightning graces Xiudae's face relief fades, and Baekhyun gasps in horror noticing the poor child's face.

Baekyeol bursts out in a fit of hysterical giggles, as his mother gaps like a fish.