Baby, baby, baby 1/1 COMPLETE
Title: Baby, baby, baby
Genre: M-preg!JongKey, humor, love
Pairing: JongKey
Summary: One silly teenage experiment causes a full blown eruption.
A/N: For jinki_condition unnie!
Kibum was on the living room floor staring at the ceiling. He has been counting all the squares and matching them up with a cheesy goldfish. He was bored. Very bored. But, he wasn’t alone; no he was with his son from another mother hanging out doing absolutely nothing on his yearlong break.
Taemin’s ear pressed against the warm bulge and he listened intently. He groaned and reached over the couch to turn the TV volume to mute. He went back to his position and smiled. Key’s stomach wasn’t as big as most, for one he was a boy, and for two he was a stick before growing this little plant above his crotch. Taemin loved the size of it; he explained it to the baby diary as a medium sized watermelon.
He thought it was funny how his hyung’s belly button poked out more and became just a tad cuter. He was upset at the beginning when he was always being rejected for midnight lap naps, caused by his terrible nightmares of being chased by a small Yorkshire terrier in a cloudy mess. But, in exchange he got to listen to a baby being born, a real baby.
He helped his hyung do everything. He even put his socks on and tied his laces for him. He didn’t mind, he loved that he was still being cooed over for being so obedient. He knew he would love that little kid when he got out. It was a gut feeling.
“Taebaby, get me some water, these stupid fishes are clogging up my throat.” He rubbed the ‘baby’s’ knee lightly and adjusted his expression to a smile. “Please?”
He nodded and walked over to the fridge. He usually walks backwards to make sure he doesn’t miss anything, but this time he walked forwards. It was a weird feeling to do that after nine months. He poured the water in a pink mug and walked back.
He helped Kibum up and sat him on the couch. He watched him take sips.
“You know, today, at school I got a 99 on my test.” Taemin chirped with excitement.
Kibum’s eyes shot open and he shook the boy. “No way! Tae, you’re such a good student. I guess all those hours paid off, huh, baby?” Kibum rubbed his heart with fake sobs. “My boy is growing up into a wonderful man. We should bring you out to eat tonight! No! Let’s go to best buy and get you a new video game.”
Taemin shook his head apologetically. “But what if the baby comes out? I’d be in big trouble!”
“If this is really Jonghyun’s baby then it is a procrastinator. Now come on, get dressed, I’ll get you which ever game you like.” Kibum insisted as he pointed to his shoes. “But first put those green converses on me.”
*
Kibum strolled around the game center, one arm locked into the magnae’s. He turned the corner and bumped into the stack of games. He bent down slightly, holding the width of his stomach, and picked up the one on top.
“This is nice, and it’s on sale, want it Tae?” he flipped the box around to see the colorful pictures. He smiled. “Look, its baby Mario and Luigi. Don’t you like them?”
Taemin peeked over. He scrunched his face into a sour pout and shook his head. His dark onyx hair, now the way it was in their earlier era, bobbing.
“I like Yoshi, hyung!” a blush crept up to his face as he got angry.
Kibum chuckled and pinched the blown up cheeks. They were hot and red. “Calm down Tae.” They walked more until they reached the girl section. Kibum made a squealed ‘woah’ and snatched the last video game he saw on the rack.
“I used to love Rapunzel when I was a kid! I used to read and reread her story all the time.” Kibum stated.
Taemin forgot all about the Mario/Yoshi subject and held on tighter. “So that means if Jonghyun hyung wore extensions like me then you’d love him more?”
“Why not.” The sarcasm made Kibum laugh at himself when Taemin released his arm and went over to a new stack of games.
Kibum walked alone to the pianos that were set up for testing. He ran his fingers across some of the keys. He remembered who was coming over tonight to eat and went along the piano with a familiar tune. “Jokwon. . . pffbt!”
Jokwon was actually bringing cooked crab over as a treat for the baby when he heard it was coming in a few weeks. Being one of Kibum’s secret loyal friends he was dedicated to being the godfather; godfather number 18.
Kibum felt a sharp pain run through his body, in result he hunched over and grabbed onto the metal shelves. “Stupid cramps… urgh.”
Taemin raced over with a stack of video games that were apparently on sale for five bucks each. Kibum nodded and they went to pay.
*
“I think he’s taking a nap. Hey hyung, I got a high score on my math test!” Taemin boasted happily while setting the table. It earned him a huge hug and kiss on the cheek. Jonghyun patted his butt before escaping into the bedroom.
Their manager moved Minho out and placed Key in because, well, he was pregnant with a member. They might as well be in the same room if they did it. there was no stopping what was already done.
Jonghyun tiptoed into the room and closed the door. He slid his jacket off and hung it on a hook. Two twin sized beds were squished together and a thick bed sheet held them both together like glue. There was a crib in the corner, a swing on the side, a new bureau painted a light yellow for the new arrival.
Jonghyun lifted up the thick pile of blankets and slid in. he scooted closer to his lover and smiled at the beautiful picture. Kibum, his childhood crush, best friend, was holding his baby. He was going to be a father. A father of a beautiful baby and the husband of a stunning wife. It was better than dreams could ever perceive.
His fingers slid ever so naturally under the thin and stretched out shirt. He could feel it. The slightest touch made key stir and he turned around.
“Hey.” His tone was quiet and full of exhaustion.
Jonghyun rolled closer and ran a moist tongue over his lips. He leaned in and gave Kibum a needed kiss. He smiled lightly and pulled the shirt up. His ear was connected to the side of his stomach and he listened for any certain noise he could coo at. He turned to face the milky flesh and let his lips brush against the skin when he talked.
“Hi baby. It’s daddy here. Come out soon okay? I can’t wait to hold you in my arms. I love you.” He turned back to Kibum as he placed the blanket over the both of them. “Have you gotten any pain today?”
Kibum nodded. “At best buy. But it was probably just a cramp or something. Is Jokwon here yet?”
“He’s been here for a while. He didn’t want to wake you up. But, I think you should feed the baby.” He got off the bed and held out both his hands. “Come on.”
Kibum took hold and was dragged up by the force. They exited the baby and went into the kitchen.
“Aaah! Baby, baby, baby!” Jokwon leaped from the sink to the living room in seconds. “Are you scared honey?”
Kibum shook his head curtly and sat at the table. Jokwon joined him into a long and deep talk about stuff Key didn’t want to know.
*
Kibum picked at his rice and listened to his friend while he was building suspense for his frightening experience at the boys’ locker room back in high school.
“and then I closed my locker and . . . BAMMMMM! BOOM, CRASH, CRACKLE, BUHDUMP!”
Everyone screamed in horror. It ceased after a few seconds but key was still screaming. Tears were streaming down his face as he panicked.
“MY WATER BROKE! MY FREAKING WATER BROKE. Omigod it’s so disgusting! Aaah, get me to the hospital, time me, do something! Holy freaking amigo, do something!” Key shrieked at high levels while flailing his arms up and around.
Jonghyun pushed his seat out and lifted Kibum up and out of the fluid covered chair. His heart was racing and he had no idea what to do. Maybe they should have attended the parenting class…
Taemin got up and raced to the bedroom. He came out with a stuffed bag of everything, the one they made on the first month. “Let’s go, go, go! I got Jonghyun’s bag.”
“It’s KEY giving birth, TAEMIN! Nevermind that, I got it Kibum, let’s get you to the hospital.” Jokwon grabbed the pair and swooshed out the door.
The three musketeers were left standing there. They finally came back to life, yelling in sync. “WAIT FOR US!”
*
Kibum was relatively calm for someone who was open to have their stomach cut open. The boys were in the cafeteria because it was boring watching the pregnant one stare blankly at a novel. It was only Jonghyun in the room and he was wide eyed. He looked nervous.
He rubbed his hands together and took Kibum’s fingers into his palm. He slid the engagement ring on and off the thin bones. He clattered his teeth together and looked out the window. He decided to break the silence.
“You think it’ll like me?” Ah, Kibum thought, this is why he is so quiet. Kibum took his reading glasses off and placed them on the oaky side table. He put his book face down on the bed, spreading in half on the page where he left off.
Kibum cupped Jonghyun’s cheeks and looked into the glorious eyes. “There’s no reason not to. Don’t worry, alright? I’m the one giving birth to a human, here.”
Jonghyun took both of Key’s hands and clasped them together. He kissed each one softly, alternating after an equal peck. “We’re in this together.”
“Oh god, oh okay, holy ngggh! KIM JONGHYUN YOU SON OF A FATHER! ARHHHHHH!” he squeezed Jonghyun’s hands so tight they were turning a light shade of purple.
He started breathing in harder. Jonghyun mimicked him, being the birth coach they forgot to add on the private room request. “Whee hoo, whee hoo, you’re doing good baby! In and out, don’t stop breathing! Oh my god key, I need blood to flow through my body, KIBUM! LET ME GO!”
Kibum did let go. But then his hands found his shoulders. He violently jerked him, his eyes blaring with tears and a red crimson face. “YOU TRICKED ME! You said it wouldn’t hurt as long as I was breathing! YOU’RE A LIAR. A DIRTY CHEAP LIAR, KIM JONGHYUN, I HATE YOUR GUTS!”
Kibum’s grip loosened and he started punching Jonghyun in the gut. It wasn’t hard of course, just as hard as the baby was doing.
His voice got to a terribly death low octave. “The next baby will be injected in… you.”
He kicked his feet around and gripped his own hair, wishing it all came out. “Oh my god why can’t it just come out already!? Jonghyun you big fat jerk! I hate you so much. This was all your idea, all of it is your fault!”
“Honey, I think you should calm down and take some more deep breathes before you say something you’ll regret then we have to go back to therapy and you-“Jonghyun whipped his head to the door to see the others hovering near the rectangular window, obviously trying to hear all the juicy details.
Kibum screamed loudly and grabbed the elder’s neck. “CALM down?! Me, calm down? How about you try stuffing me in your stomach and then getting it cut up to release me!? Did you think about that when we had sex? NO, oh no you didn’t! You’re all: ‘oh baby, we’ll get this together, we’re having a baby. You should be happy. It won’t hurt as long as you take a lot of deep breaths.’ BULL! All of it is pure bull! I want to stick my foot up your virgin hole and take a picture of your pain!”
“You don’t mean that…” Jonghyun was fighting the tears. “Take it back!”
Kibum rolled his eyes and threw his book at the peeping toms. They entered awkwardly. Sitting down at the small couch until Onew and Minho had to stand up and plaster themselves to the wall in place of getting hit by a lamp.
Minho hovered on the other side of Key. The back of his hand brushed against his pastel pink cheek. He smiled sympathetically. “Feeling alright?”
Key returned the smile. “Now I am. Thanks.”
“You think just because he made me cry you can move in? Being tall doesn’t mean anything! That’s my baby in there. MY BABY!” Jonghyun retired from the itchy seat and took Kibum’s side. “Isn’t that right honey?”
Kibum didn’t have time to answer when another sharp pain brutalized his stomach. “Nggnh! Aaah! Woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo, hnnng! It isn’t working! GET THE DOCTOR IN HERE NOW!”
“I need to go pee hyung. You’re making me nauseous!” Taemin barked.
*
“What will you name her?” Jokwon’s soft voice mellowed through the crowd.
Kibum was wet and exhausted with sweat. He went through six hours of nonstop pushing and groaning. He was more than tired. “Miyoung. Kim Miyoung.”
Jonghyun rocked the baby in his arms while standing up. He was awkward holding the baby. The sleepy-eyed baby had his eyes, nice and round like saucers. She had a straight nose that curved a little at the end. Her cheeks were consisting of baby fat, she did have Key’s big boned genes.
She was beautiful.
“Welcome to the world, Kim Miyoung. You’re part of shining SHINee now, sweetheart.” He could feel the tears well up in his eyes. Talking to her when she was in the womb was so exciting; his words came out perfectly, his tone well developed. But here, seeing her and holding her, it was completely different. He was self-conscious about what she would think, how she would be when she grew up, and what kind of person she would develop into her life.
He felt protective over her in just a few minutes. She was definitely Kibum’s child, their child; from her sparkling eyes and little smirk-smile she was perfect head to toe. She was a tiny baby, tinier than most because of Kibum’s womb size. They wrapped a light pink blanket around her to match her fuzzy December outfit.
He didn’t know when but tears fell on the plush cotton. He quickly wiped them away before the next group of waterworks came through and handed her to Kibum. He took a Kleenex out of the flowery box and sat down on the edge of the bed. He wiped ferociously at the thick tears and laughed a little.
“We have a baby. Our baby.”
Kibum nodded in agreement. His smile was worn but still held sincerity. “How are you?”
“It’s like I’m in love with you all over again.”
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