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Series: Life Recording Series
Title: Simple Sunday (standalone)
Pairing: Onew x Key
Summary: What’s going on a simple Sunday?
Today is a warm Sunday. Jinki finally got his turn to take a break from his hectic work schedule, finally he had a chance to stay at home spending some good time with his pregnant wife.
“Jinki-ah, im hungry.” Kibum took a bite on his half-eaten apple, mumbling.
“What do you want to eat? Seafood spaghetti?” Jinki frowned a little, thinking if he did not had enough food while they were having lunch earlier on-about twenty minutes ago to be exact. “Don’t you think you eat a little too much, baby?” He didn’t stop his hand actions on massaging Kibum’s slightly swollen legs.
“Baby’s hungry, not me.” Last bite of the apple, hand it to Jinki and smiled.
Kibum had just reached the stage of sixth month pregnancy. His baby bump is pretty obvious now, no longer able to hide even if he wears larger size clothes. He’s not planning to hide either, he’s not ashamed of his body ability and their baby. In fact, he was quite proud of it, after what he heard from his doctor that mans like him could get pregnant are really special, almost rare in this world. Their existence and ability are what God gifted, for something-no one knows but for sure to him, it’s a really good thing. His ability of giving birth like a woman is what he could do for Jinki, for loving him so much, at least-gives birth to a child for the man he loved with his life.
“So, what do my son wants to eat then?” Jinki stopped massaging but leans forward, lifts up Kibum’s oversized shirt and plant a soft kiss on the stretched stomach. Kibum giggled cutely.
“Uncle Lee’s cook!”
Jinki looked up with a questioning look, “Who’s uncle Lee?”
“You,” Kibum started to laugh,
“Yah!”
***
“Jinki, i am hungry, remember?” Kibum speak weakly, didn’t feel like moving after sharing a long kiss with the husband. He feels really warm and sweaty from the hot kiss, he feels like take a long cold shower and satisfies his craving now, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to leave that warm and comfortable embrace. The thought of that, he tighten his arms around Jinki’s waist and rubs his head against that broad chest.
“What do you and our baby wants to eat? I’m cooking,” Jinki looks down and sees that, finding him too cute and can’t help but to steal another kiss from him.
“Anything except chicken, beef would be good.” Kibum loves to annoy Jinki, a lot.
***
“Baby, there’s no beef in the fridge, im heading out to the supermarket to get it do you have anything to get?” Jinki shouted from the kitchen. He didn’t like it when there’s no ingredients left when he wants to cook.
“Bring me along with you, i want to go.” He walks towards the kitchen while caressing the baby bump. It had become a habit for him ever since the fourth month arrived.
“You sure? Aren’t you tired? You sure you don’t want to get some rest?”
“Yes,” Kibum nodded firmly,
“Okay, but promise me not to run around.” Sealed the promise with their pinky finger hooked, thumbs stamped and sign on each other’s palm.
***
Kibum was happy. He loves to go shopping at the supermarket. But ever since he got pregnant, Jinki doesn’t allow him to go as often as before, reason being: he doesn’t want Kibum to get hurt from the crowd, and his lost control of being too excited.
Stepped into the supermarket and got their shopping trolley, they started walking around from the shelf at the extreme left side. In order to not let Kibum runs around like a five year old kid like before, Jinki locked him within his arms and the trolley, pushing the rolling basket together and do shopping together, as the most lovely couple ever. One of the things Jinki loved and wished to do, though. Jinki is the happy kid now, but not the one within his arms.
“You’re blocking my way, let me pass-” Grabs on the thin arm and pulls back again.
“I can’t afford you to get hurt, my heart hurts too.”
“…”
Wondering why Kibum did not replying, Jinki looked down and saw a blushing red face. Jinki is happy, indeed. He must be.
***
“Can we go there?”
“Can we get some broccolis?”
“Can we-”
Throughout the entire period of time they were doing groceries shopping, Kibum had not stopped asking Jinki for permission to buy whatever he wants, go wherever he wishes to. It was really rare for Kibum being so obedient, but sometimes, he just feels like experiencing what he shouldn’t be experiencing, like now. Their moments, together.
Their interactions are sweet, especially when Kibum tipped toe to get something from the shelf, Jinki would help him, Kibum’s back touching Jinki’s chest. Their conversations are funny, especially when Kibum purposely picking up whatever Jinki doesn’t likes to eat, and the husband would whine and begging him not to buy. But little did they know that each of their movements is all fallen into everyone’s eyes.
They both sensed several pairs of eyes staring at them too, but they decided to ignore it. It can be understandable, after all such relationships are not fully accepted in their society. But that doesn’t stop them from letting the world to know that they’re in love, it doesn’t matter even when the place where they are filled with people, doing the same thing like them. They are humans too, aren’t they?
“Jinki…” Kibum quickly looked around them when the husband stolen another kiss from him. He used his elbow to push the old man further away from him, dislike it when he got teased like this.
“You’re so cute,” He leaned closer again, almost kissing the blushing boy again but he stopped his action and pulled away slowly, looked up and made an eye contact with that woman. What's so interesting to see a gay couple kissing?
***
“Beef, checked; broccolis, checked; carrot juice, checked; potatoes, checked…” Kibum mumbled as he swapping his focus between the trolley and Jinki’s iPhone, doing the final list check to ensure that they have gotten what they needed.
“You forgot about my chicken, bummie.”
“No chicken today, i want to eat beef let’s eat that i really feel like eating beef look even our baby wants to eat too and-” Kibum started to whine,
“Okay, okay, i give up okay? We will eat beef tonight,” Jinki face-palmed, not catching that playful smile on Kibum’s face. The pregnant boy won, as usual.
***
“Jinki!! Baby’s craving for some waffle…” Kibum pouted, pulling Jinki’s sleeve.
“We’re almost done, just wait for a while more alright?” Jinki handed his phone to Kibum, “Here, make your order with Kyungsik hyung and tell him that we’re heading to his shop in probably…twenty minutes time.”
“Yay i love you Jinki!” A kiss on his left cheek.
“I love...you too, Kibum-ah.” Jinki smiled as he shook his head lightly, watching his wife walks off to their car happily, leaving him alone at the back with all of the grocery bags.
Unlocked the vehicle for Kibum before throwing the groceries to the back seats and return to his driver seat, “Ready?”
“Yup.” Jinki leaned over and fasten seatbelt for Kibum carefully, making sure it does not put pressure onto his baby bump. Kibum adjusted himself a little here and there to get his most comfortable position.
“Let’s go.”
***
“Got your orders here, guys.” Kyungsik handed the paper bag to Kibum but it got snatched away by the slave husband.
“Thanks a lot, hyung. Sorry for the last minute, anyway, Kibum’s sudden craving.” Jinki handed his credit card to the hyung, who only smiled and nodded, preferring that he understood. “Do you want to eat some first? We haven’t got you any food the moment we get out from home,” Jinki turned and opened the paper bag to take out a waffle pack and then passed it to Kibum standing beside him.
Kibum shook his head, surprisingly. “I want to save it for later. I’m not really hungry now.”
“Are you feeling alright, Kibum-ah?” His face doesn’t look too good out of sudden. Jinki reached for his forehead and feel his body temperature, he’s running a small fever…shouldn’t have brought him out today.
“I’m fine, just a little tired.” Probably because of the crowd at the supermarket just now, and that shitty weather.
“Let’s go home as fast as we can alright, i will tuck you to bed,” Jinki stroked Kibum’s cheek and sighed, feeling upset when he saw the latter boy’s pale face.
“Done, Jinki, and Kibum, take care of yourself well. Don’t let your Jinki getting too worried of you.” Kyungsik smiled,
“Bye hyung,”
“I will, byebye.”
Kyungsik sent them off and returned to his shop.
Kibum fell asleep while hugging the waffle paper bag. Jinki drove as slow and stable as possible, stealing glances of the sleeping boy frequently, checking on him if he’s getting too uncomfortable. Finally arrived, Kibum woke up with a blur face and asked for piggyback to their apartment. Jinki shook his head and accepted his fate.
“Get some sleep, i will cook the dinner and wake you up once it’s done.” Jinki leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Kibum forehead.
“Umm…” Dozed off.
No one had tried Jinki’s cook before, not even his parents and siblings, but only Kibum. He always told Kibum how lucky he was to have such talented husband, who cooks well, earns lots of bucks and most importantly, loves him more than anyone else do. Kibum would always show his cheesy husband his cringed fingers and disgusted face, but still agreed with those cheesy words.
How can he not agree? It’s the truth. Jinki’s perfect, no one else could as perfect as him.
“Wakey, bummie, beef’s calling,” Jinki sat on the bed and whispered.
“Do not want…” Flipped his body to another side and continue to sleep.
“Baby…” Jinki fingers travelled under the sleeping boy’s long-sleeve, “my dinner would be you if you don’t gets up now-”
“I’m up!” A knock on Jinki’s chin, with Kibum’s head. Ouch.
“I take back my words, my dinner would be you even if gets up.” Jinki pins Kibum down onto the bed, again.
“Yah, let go of me Jinki, baby’s waiting for your steak already!”
“Yea, yea, like he knows what steak is even,” Give up and let Kibum pushes him away to get up, pulling him up out of the bed too and head towards the dining table.
***
“Yumz, i love it, thank you so much, Jinki-ah.” Hugged Jinki from the back, let go and help him out with the dish washing.
“I’m glad that you like it, my love.”
They smiled to each other, really sweetly and shared another long kiss as their dessert.
Simple Sunday, nothing’s life enjoying than this.
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Title: Simple Sunday (standalone)
Pairing: Onew x Key
Summary: What’s going on a simple Sunday?
Today is a warm Sunday. Jinki finally got his turn to take a break from his hectic work schedule, finally he had a chance to stay at home spending some good time with his pregnant wife.
“Jinki-ah, im hungry.” Kibum took a bite on his half-eaten apple, mumbling.
“What do you want to eat? Seafood spaghetti?” Jinki frowned a little, thinking if he did not had enough food while they were having lunch earlier on-about twenty minutes ago to be exact. “Don’t you think you eat a little too much, baby?” He didn’t stop his hand actions on massaging Kibum’s slightly swollen legs.
“Baby’s hungry, not me.” Last bite of the apple, hand it to Jinki and smiled.
Kibum had just reached the stage of sixth month pregnancy. His baby bump is pretty obvious now, no longer able to hide even if he wears larger size clothes. He’s not planning to hide either, he’s not ashamed of his body ability and their baby. In fact, he was quite proud of it, after what he heard from his doctor that mans like him could get pregnant are really special, almost rare in this world. Their existence and ability are what God gifted, for something-no one knows but for sure to him, it’s a really good thing. His ability of giving birth like a woman is what he could do for Jinki, for loving him so much, at least-gives birth to a child for the man he loved with his life.
“So, what do my son wants to eat then?” Jinki stopped massaging but leans forward, lifts up Kibum’s oversized shirt and plant a soft kiss on the stretched stomach. Kibum giggled cutely.
“Uncle Lee’s cook!”
Jinki looked up with a questioning look, “Who’s uncle Lee?”
“You,” Kibum started to laugh,
“Yah!”
***
“Jinki, i am hungry, remember?” Kibum speak weakly, didn’t feel like moving after sharing a long kiss with the husband. He feels really warm and sweaty from the hot kiss, he feels like take a long cold shower and satisfies his craving now, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to leave that warm and comfortable embrace. The thought of that, he tighten his arms around Jinki’s waist and rubs his head against that broad chest.
“What do you and our baby wants to eat? I’m cooking,” Jinki looks down and sees that, finding him too cute and can’t help but to steal another kiss from him.
“Anything except chicken, beef would be good.” Kibum loves to annoy Jinki, a lot.
***
“Baby, there’s no beef in the fridge, im heading out to the supermarket to get it do you have anything to get?” Jinki shouted from the kitchen. He didn’t like it when there’s no ingredients left when he wants to cook.
“Bring me along with you, i want to go.” He walks towards the kitchen while caressing the baby bump. It had become a habit for him ever since the fourth month arrived.
“You sure? Aren’t you tired? You sure you don’t want to get some rest?”
“Yes,” Kibum nodded firmly,
“Okay, but promise me not to run around.” Sealed the promise with their pinky finger hooked, thumbs stamped and sign on each other’s palm.
***
Kibum was happy. He loves to go shopping at the supermarket. But ever since he got pregnant, Jinki doesn’t allow him to go as often as before, reason being: he doesn’t want Kibum to get hurt from the crowd, and his lost control of being too excited.
Stepped into the supermarket and got their shopping trolley, they started walking around from the shelf at the extreme left side. In order to not let Kibum runs around like a five year old kid like before, Jinki locked him within his arms and the trolley, pushing the rolling basket together and do shopping together, as the most lovely couple ever. One of the things Jinki loved and wished to do, though. Jinki is the happy kid now, but not the one within his arms.
“You’re blocking my way, let me pass-” Grabs on the thin arm and pulls back again.
“I can’t afford you to get hurt, my heart hurts too.”
“…”
Wondering why Kibum did not replying, Jinki looked down and saw a blushing red face. Jinki is happy, indeed. He must be.
***
“Can we go there?”
“Can we get some broccolis?”
“Can we-”
Throughout the entire period of time they were doing groceries shopping, Kibum had not stopped asking Jinki for permission to buy whatever he wants, go wherever he wishes to. It was really rare for Kibum being so obedient, but sometimes, he just feels like experiencing what he shouldn’t be experiencing, like now. Their moments, together.
Their interactions are sweet, especially when Kibum tipped toe to get something from the shelf, Jinki would help him, Kibum’s back touching Jinki’s chest. Their conversations are funny, especially when Kibum purposely picking up whatever Jinki doesn’t likes to eat, and the husband would whine and begging him not to buy. But little did they know that each of their movements is all fallen into everyone’s eyes.
They both sensed several pairs of eyes staring at them too, but they decided to ignore it. It can be understandable, after all such relationships are not fully accepted in their society. But that doesn’t stop them from letting the world to know that they’re in love, it doesn’t matter even when the place where they are filled with people, doing the same thing like them. They are humans too, aren’t they?
“Jinki…” Kibum quickly looked around them when the husband stolen another kiss from him. He used his elbow to push the old man further away from him, dislike it when he got teased like this.
“You’re so cute,” He leaned closer again, almost kissing the blushing boy again but he stopped his action and pulled away slowly, looked up and made an eye contact with that woman. What's so interesting to see a gay couple kissing?
***
“Beef, checked; broccolis, checked; carrot juice, checked; potatoes, checked…” Kibum mumbled as he swapping his focus between the trolley and Jinki’s iPhone, doing the final list check to ensure that they have gotten what they needed.
“You forgot about my chicken, bummie.”
“No chicken today, i want to eat beef let’s eat that i really feel like eating beef look even our baby wants to eat too and-” Kibum started to whine,
“Okay, okay, i give up okay? We will eat beef tonight,” Jinki face-palmed, not catching that playful smile on Kibum’s face. The pregnant boy won, as usual.
***
“Jinki!! Baby’s craving for some waffle…” Kibum pouted, pulling Jinki’s sleeve.
“We’re almost done, just wait for a while more alright?” Jinki handed his phone to Kibum, “Here, make your order with Kyungsik hyung and tell him that we’re heading to his shop in probably…twenty minutes time.”
“Yay i love you Jinki!” A kiss on his left cheek.
“I love...you too, Kibum-ah.” Jinki smiled as he shook his head lightly, watching his wife walks off to their car happily, leaving him alone at the back with all of the grocery bags.
Unlocked the vehicle for Kibum before throwing the groceries to the back seats and return to his driver seat, “Ready?”
“Yup.” Jinki leaned over and fasten seatbelt for Kibum carefully, making sure it does not put pressure onto his baby bump. Kibum adjusted himself a little here and there to get his most comfortable position.
“Let’s go.”
***
“Got your orders here, guys.” Kyungsik handed the paper bag to Kibum but it got snatched away by the slave husband.
“Thanks a lot, hyung. Sorry for the last minute, anyway, Kibum’s sudden craving.” Jinki handed his credit card to the hyung, who only smiled and nodded, preferring that he understood. “Do you want to eat some first? We haven’t got you any food the moment we get out from home,” Jinki turned and opened the paper bag to take out a waffle pack and then passed it to Kibum standing beside him.
Kibum shook his head, surprisingly. “I want to save it for later. I’m not really hungry now.”
“Are you feeling alright, Kibum-ah?” His face doesn’t look too good out of sudden. Jinki reached for his forehead and feel his body temperature, he’s running a small fever…shouldn’t have brought him out today.
“I’m fine, just a little tired.” Probably because of the crowd at the supermarket just now, and that shitty weather.
“Let’s go home as fast as we can alright, i will tuck you to bed,” Jinki stroked Kibum’s cheek and sighed, feeling upset when he saw the latter boy’s pale face.
“Done, Jinki, and Kibum, take care of yourself well. Don’t let your Jinki getting too worried of you.” Kyungsik smiled,
“Bye hyung,”
“I will, byebye.”
Kyungsik sent them off and returned to his shop.
Kibum fell asleep while hugging the waffle paper bag. Jinki drove as slow and stable as possible, stealing glances of the sleeping boy frequently, checking on him if he’s getting too uncomfortable. Finally arrived, Kibum woke up with a blur face and asked for piggyback to their apartment. Jinki shook his head and accepted his fate.
“Get some sleep, i will cook the dinner and wake you up once it’s done.” Jinki leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Kibum forehead.
“Umm…” Dozed off.
No one had tried Jinki’s cook before, not even his parents and siblings, but only Kibum. He always told Kibum how lucky he was to have such talented husband, who cooks well, earns lots of bucks and most importantly, loves him more than anyone else do. Kibum would always show his cheesy husband his cringed fingers and disgusted face, but still agreed with those cheesy words.
How can he not agree? It’s the truth. Jinki’s perfect, no one else could as perfect as him.
“Wakey, bummie, beef’s calling,” Jinki sat on the bed and whispered.
“Do not want…” Flipped his body to another side and continue to sleep.
“Baby…” Jinki fingers travelled under the sleeping boy’s long-sleeve, “my dinner would be you if you don’t gets up now-”
“I’m up!” A knock on Jinki’s chin, with Kibum’s head. Ouch.
“I take back my words, my dinner would be you even if gets up.” Jinki pins Kibum down onto the bed, again.
“Yah, let go of me Jinki, baby’s waiting for your steak already!”
“Yea, yea, like he knows what steak is even,” Give up and let Kibum pushes him away to get up, pulling him up out of the bed too and head towards the dining table.
***
“Yumz, i love it, thank you so much, Jinki-ah.” Hugged Jinki from the back, let go and help him out with the dish washing.
“I’m glad that you like it, my love.”
They smiled to each other, really sweetly and shared another long kiss as their dessert.
Simple Sunday, nothing’s life enjoying than this.
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