Still - Kaisoo Version
Still | Kaisoo | PG-13
Pointless fluff, prompt: pillow forts, babies, adorable kisses
Warning: hinted!mpreg
Jongin tilts his head to the sides a couple of times, hearing the somewhat comforting noise as his neck cracks, soothing out the knots and dull ache, as he walks back to the living room. "I finally got them to sleep." he says, crawling into the pillow fort before plopping himself down onto the wooden floor, patting at his spouse's exposed thigh.
"Next time, no more cake with candy." Kyungsoo says as he eyes the damage. It wasn't a very big mess but their sheets had a corner shoved into a drawer, another comer tied to a chair, to let it hang off the ground just slightly, hanging over their makeshift pillow fort, along with a small pile of pillows from their bedroom and the cushions on the couch, only allowing a minimal space inside for people. There were toys and pieces of Lego lying around, and the last time that happened, Jongin had managed to skid on a toy car, and crashed into Kyungsoo who was carrying piles of newly ironed laundry in his arms.
The younger male hums in response before he leans over to Kyungsoo and picks out pieces of confetti that was still stuck in his hair. "But it was fun." he mumbles, stroking Kyungsoo's hair, before cupping the side of Kyungsoo's face, drawing imaginary circles with his thumb against the Kyungsoo's jaw line, admiring the pink hue that had work its way up the apple of Kyungsoo's cheeks. "And..." Jongin's voice drags on, dipping his head just a little as he leans closer and closer till their lips meet, their lips still fitting so perfectly after the many years of being together.
Kyungsoo shudders under Jongin's touches, feeling Jongin's hand move from his jaw to his chin, thumb gently rubbing at his lower lip, parting his lips almost obediently to accommodate Jongin's tongue that was squirming its way past his lips. His body leans in unconsciously, like a force of habit, placing a hand at the side of Jongin's neck, his free hand circling at Jongin's knee as he deepens the kiss, enjoying the sensations of goosebumps breaking out of his skin when he feels their tongues brush.
A quiet, shaky breath is drawn out from Kyungsoo through his nose, which causes Jongin to chuckle against his lips, their mouths and tongue moving languidly, almost lazily against each other. Eventually they pull apart for air, both their chests rising and falling to let their lungs get their much needed fill of oxygen.
Both of them still breathless after a single kiss, after all these years.
The sight of Kyungsoo's reddened cheeks still makes Jongin's heart swell with an unknown mixture, maybe of pride for making his spouse look like this or maybe adoration at how cute Kyungsoo looks. Jongin presses his forehead against Kyungsoo's, staring affectionately and intensely into the latter's eyes, his free hand moving to where Kyungsoo's hand is, running his fingers along the contours of Kyungsoo's knuckles, purposefully tracing the metal band on Kyungsoo's finger. "And...doesn't this remind you when I first asked you out?" Jongin questions, absolutely loving the way Kyungsoo's eyes just twinkle with glee, corner of his eyes crinkling as he recalls that day.
The day Jongin asks Kyungsoo out they were at Jongin's house while Kyungsoo's parents were away for a business meeting, the many pillows of Jongin's bed piled up into a pillow fort, both of them under the blankets only allowing their heads and hands to poke out to play video games. It just happened out of the blue; when Jongin just leans in to kiss Kyungsoo on those lovely heart-shape lips when the elder looks his way, only lasting a few seconds. He remembers how fast his heart was pumping, that almost inaudible sound he hears when Kyungsoo sharply inhales before their lips meet, the way Kyungsoo's eyelashes felt against his skin.
The awkward silence that hung in the air after that was unbearable, causing Jongin to spill everything he wanted to say to Kyungsoo without making a single eye contact, simply looking around. Then the soft reply from Kyungsoo made him the happiest person ever.
"Did you ever think we were gonna end up like this?" The elder asks, rearranging his position to let Jongin rest his head in Kyungsoo's lap, shifting his hands away from Jongin's, only to allow their fingers to tangle.
"Not at all when we started, but then I started hoping, and now here we are, living together, married, two kids and a third on the way." Jongin smiles, nuzzling his nose into Kyungsoo's growing belly, and it still makes Kyungsoo's heart palpitate and stomach do those weird flips. His hands threads through Kyungsoo's hair before trailing down the length of the said male's neck, lowering his head to meet Jongin's tilted one. "Happy birthday Soo Soo ah, I love you." he whispers, earning a tinkling giggle from his spouse.
"I love you too, silly baby."
--End--
A/N:
- was originally Xiumin/OC, it was for a birthday present for my friend, but i edited to suit kyumi
- i love domestic fics
- inspired by this lovely picture
Pointless fluff, prompt: pillow forts, babies, adorable kisses
Warning: hinted!mpreg
Jongin tilts his head to the sides a couple of times, hearing the somewhat comforting noise as his neck cracks, soothing out the knots and dull ache, as he walks back to the living room. "I finally got them to sleep." he says, crawling into the pillow fort before plopping himself down onto the wooden floor, patting at his spouse's exposed thigh.
"Next time, no more cake with candy." Kyungsoo says as he eyes the damage. It wasn't a very big mess but their sheets had a corner shoved into a drawer, another comer tied to a chair, to let it hang off the ground just slightly, hanging over their makeshift pillow fort, along with a small pile of pillows from their bedroom and the cushions on the couch, only allowing a minimal space inside for people. There were toys and pieces of Lego lying around, and the last time that happened, Jongin had managed to skid on a toy car, and crashed into Kyungsoo who was carrying piles of newly ironed laundry in his arms.
The younger male hums in response before he leans over to Kyungsoo and picks out pieces of confetti that was still stuck in his hair. "But it was fun." he mumbles, stroking Kyungsoo's hair, before cupping the side of Kyungsoo's face, drawing imaginary circles with his thumb against the Kyungsoo's jaw line, admiring the pink hue that had work its way up the apple of Kyungsoo's cheeks. "And..." Jongin's voice drags on, dipping his head just a little as he leans closer and closer till their lips meet, their lips still fitting so perfectly after the many years of being together.
Kyungsoo shudders under Jongin's touches, feeling Jongin's hand move from his jaw to his chin, thumb gently rubbing at his lower lip, parting his lips almost obediently to accommodate Jongin's tongue that was squirming its way past his lips. His body leans in unconsciously, like a force of habit, placing a hand at the side of Jongin's neck, his free hand circling at Jongin's knee as he deepens the kiss, enjoying the sensations of goosebumps breaking out of his skin when he feels their tongues brush.
A quiet, shaky breath is drawn out from Kyungsoo through his nose, which causes Jongin to chuckle against his lips, their mouths and tongue moving languidly, almost lazily against each other. Eventually they pull apart for air, both their chests rising and falling to let their lungs get their much needed fill of oxygen.
Both of them still breathless after a single kiss, after all these years.
The sight of Kyungsoo's reddened cheeks still makes Jongin's heart swell with an unknown mixture, maybe of pride for making his spouse look like this or maybe adoration at how cute Kyungsoo looks. Jongin presses his forehead against Kyungsoo's, staring affectionately and intensely into the latter's eyes, his free hand moving to where Kyungsoo's hand is, running his fingers along the contours of Kyungsoo's knuckles, purposefully tracing the metal band on Kyungsoo's finger. "And...doesn't this remind you when I first asked you out?" Jongin questions, absolutely loving the way Kyungsoo's eyes just twinkle with glee, corner of his eyes crinkling as he recalls that day.
The day Jongin asks Kyungsoo out they were at Jongin's house while Kyungsoo's parents were away for a business meeting, the many pillows of Jongin's bed piled up into a pillow fort, both of them under the blankets only allowing their heads and hands to poke out to play video games. It just happened out of the blue; when Jongin just leans in to kiss Kyungsoo on those lovely heart-shape lips when the elder looks his way, only lasting a few seconds. He remembers how fast his heart was pumping, that almost inaudible sound he hears when Kyungsoo sharply inhales before their lips meet, the way Kyungsoo's eyelashes felt against his skin.
The awkward silence that hung in the air after that was unbearable, causing Jongin to spill everything he wanted to say to Kyungsoo without making a single eye contact, simply looking around. Then the soft reply from Kyungsoo made him the happiest person ever.
"Did you ever think we were gonna end up like this?" The elder asks, rearranging his position to let Jongin rest his head in Kyungsoo's lap, shifting his hands away from Jongin's, only to allow their fingers to tangle.
"Not at all when we started, but then I started hoping, and now here we are, living together, married, two kids and a third on the way." Jongin smiles, nuzzling his nose into Kyungsoo's growing belly, and it still makes Kyungsoo's heart palpitate and stomach do those weird flips. His hands threads through Kyungsoo's hair before trailing down the length of the said male's neck, lowering his head to meet Jongin's tilted one. "Happy birthday Soo Soo ah, I love you." he whispers, earning a tinkling giggle from his spouse.
"I love you too, silly baby."
--End--
A/N:
- was originally Xiumin/OC, it was for a birthday present for my friend, but i edited to suit kyumi
- i love domestic fics
- inspired by this lovely picture