Title: Untitled
Pairing: Heechul/Gunhee
Rating: PG
Summary: Heechul and Gunhee continue the parenting struggle.
A/N: FINALLY I was inspired! Umm...dad/daddy is Heechul, papa is Gunhee just fyi........listen to eros by lycaon.
Heechul sighs, glaring at his laptop screen. One of the columnists for the magazine he was editor-in-chief of has yet to e-mail him his article for that month's issue. Heechul is thankful that his job allows him to stay home and work when Gunhee was at the salon, but it's times like this he wishes he could go over to the office and give some of those employees a piece of his mind. Heechul decides he will give the columnist until five before he calls him to raise hell.
Heechul stands up from the floor in front of the coffee table, stretching. He glances at Heeyeon who is clutching a stuffed animal and watching some cartoon on television. Sure she will be fine by herself for a minute Heechul disappears into the bathroom.
When he reenters the living room he watches Heeyeon as he makes his way back to his seat in front of the couch. Even after a year he still thinks she's the cutest thing ever.
Because of his distraction however, Heechul ends up banging his big toe against the leg of the coffee table. “Ow, fuck!” Heechul grumbles, sitting on the couch quickly to inspect his poor toe.
“Fuck!”
Heechul looks over at Heeyeon when he hears the giggly vulgarity come from his daughter's mouth. She is looking at him gleefully, clearly pleased with herself.
“That's right, Heeyeon,” Heechul informs her. Feeling content that his toe isn't in mortal danger, Heechul slides down to the floor so he can easily use his laptop. He happily opens up League of Legends since he has finished all the work he could possibly to for the day.
*
Gunhee enters the apartment after a long day at work. The sound of carnage coming from Heechul's laptop is not wholly unfamiliar to Gunhee considering Heechul's gaming habits, but Gunhee isn't sure how he feels about it coming from Heechul's laptop while Heeyeon in sitting on his lap.
“What are you showing our daughter?” Gunhee asks, but he's not entirely serious.
“She's not paying attention,” Heechul says.
He's not wrong Gunhee notices. Heeyeon is paying more attention to her favorite kitty stuffed animal than the computer.
“Shouldn't you be working?” Gunhee asks, picking up Heeyeon and kissing the top of Heechul's head.
Heechul wrinkles his nose. “I've done all I can for now. I've got about an hour until I call the guy that was supposed to have an article turned in at twelve and verbally destroy his self-esteem.”
“Uh huh,” Gunhee says, shaking his head, “Do you want anything in particular for dinner?”
“I don't care,” Heechul calls after Gunhee who is walking to the kitchen with Heeyeon.
Gunhee puts Heeyeon in her high chair that sits at the head of the table. “What do you want for dinner?” he asks her, but of course she just gurgles in response.
Not feeling like doing anything extravagant Gunhee decides on fried rice.
About halfway through cooking, Gunhee finger brushes against the hot pan. “Ow,” Gunhee exclaims, shaking his hand as if that will help the burn.
“Fuck!”
Gunhee freezes and slowly turns when he hears a small, but joyful voice saying a word it definitely shouldn't be saying.
Heeyeon stares back at him, smiling happily.
Gunhee blinks a few times and then turns his head toward the kitchen door. “Heechul!”
“Hang on!” Heechul calls back and then appears in the door a minute later. “Is dinner done?”
“No,” Gunhee says slowly, “I just wanted to know if you might know why our daughter knows a word.”
“What word?”
As if on cue, Heeyeon delightedly yells “fuck” once again.
“That word,” Gunhee says.
“Oh, I stubbed my toe earlier and said it and she just repeated it,” Heechul shrugs.
Gunhee groans, suddenly severely tempted to hit himself with the hot pan full of rice and vegetables that was in front of him.
“What's the big deal. It's just a word,” Heechul says.
“Heechul this is the third word she's ever said,” Gunhee bemoans, “She barely knows dad and papa and you already have her swearing.”
“It's not my fault,” Heechul says, “I stubbed my toe. You try not to curse when you stub your toe.”
“Oh my god what if she starts preschool and she says it and the teacher calls us and we have to explain and all the other kids pick up on it and then they're all saying it and then the other kids in other classes start saying it and it becomes an epidemic and-”
Heechul rolls his eyes at Gunhee's dramatics. He picks up Heeyeon and exits the room, calling “let us know when dinner is ready” behind him.