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Title: Modern Family.
Pairing: ChanSoo
Rating: pg
Genre: fluff (idek)
Length: 1,457 words.
Note #1: this was made at 3AM kst and written only on four hours of sleep.
Note #2: ChanSoo parents!verse series that I am currently working on.
Note #3: There are a lot of mistakes - have not been proof-read and mistakes are made, here and there.
Chanyeol is not dense.
Yes, he may sometimes be ridiculously a tad bit oblivious to his surroundings.
But he is not dense.
Although, sometimes the expressions that paint his face makes him seem so - but rest assured, he is certainly not.
His gaze lingered on the monitor - as if the incessantly blinking cursor would not catch his attention - and swallowed the sigh that threatened to leave his mouth. He shifted his gaze from the monitor to the bed; the lump on the bed was snuggling his pillow, sleeping peacefully in his Pororo & friends pajamas. Chanyeol lets a small smile crawl up his face and ran a hand through his already messy hair.
This is not the first time his Kyungsoo has done this - leaving the page of EXO’s Baby Adoption Centre on the monitor. In fact, if Chanyeol remembers correctly, this is probably the twelfth (or was it the thirteenth?) time Kyungsoo has done so. He lets out an inaudible sigh and stared at his Kyungsoo.
“I knew that family dinner would spur this on.” Chanyeol murmurs to no one in particular as he slowly trudges to the bed and slid in beside Kyungsoo. He wraps his arms around the petite man and pulled him closer - so much so, Chanyeol is spooning him from behind. He sinks his head on to Kyungsoo’s hair and takes a deep breath - the wonderful fruity smell of Kyungsoo’s shampoo fills his lungs and his arms tightened lightly.
Family dinners - especially the Park’s annual family dinners - are never a good thing, Chanyeol muses as he closes his eyes and listened to Kyungsoo’s steady breathing. Despite the constant nagging from his grandmother about when he is going to have a child and his older sister’s constant teasing about how Kyungsoo’s eyes and his eyes are quite similar (“Only yours are rather creepy at times and it makes Kyungsoo even more adorable than he already is!” she often quips at Chanyeol), Chanyeol is grateful that his family accepted his relationship with Kyungsoo whole-heartedly and without any qualms.
Sometimes Chanyeol thinks his family adores Kyungsoo a tad bit too much.
Hence, after that one particular family dinner, he was not surprised to see Kyungsoo subtly leaving him hints about wanting to adopt a baby. At first, Chanyeol being the oblivious person that he is, merely shrugs it off and thinks that this is just something Kyungsoo is going through - like that one time where Kyungsoo only wanted to bake no-bake desserts for a week. But as the days passes, Chanyeol would see the site everywhere: on his iPhone’s safari, in his MacBook’s history, the home computer and sometimes it is even written on their mirror in the bathroom! (Chanyeol is actually surprised that Kyungsoo has not done anything to his food and his desserts. He actually half expects Kyungsoo to bake him ‘I want a baby’ cupcakes.)
Chanyeol finds it amusing but he was never one to disappoint his Kyungsoo.
That is why, the very next day, he surprises Kyungsoo and brings him to the Centre. He snickers every now and then when he sees the gob-smacked look on Kyungsoo’s face; it takes every inch of his body not to start laughing and clapping like a deranged seal.
“Channie, what are we doing here?” Kyungsoo’s grip on his arm tightens slightly as he looks around the face with poorly masked excitement. Chanyeol lets out a chuckle and drapes his arm over Kyungsoo’s shoulder, pulling him towards his side. Kyungsoo looks at him with a hopeful gaze.
“What do you think?” Chanyeol asks and before he could get another word out of his mouth, Kyungsoo tackled him in a hug and showered his face with little kisses. All he could do is laugh because what makes Do Kyungsoo happy involuntarily makes Park Chanyeol happy too!
The sound of someone clearing their throat made Kyungsoo stop showering Chanyeol with his affections and instead buried his face in Chanyeol’s jacket, making the older man laugh at how easily embarrassed his Kyungsoo is. “Do Kyungsoo-ssi, Park Chanyeol-ssi, if you are done with your affections, we actually have a few babies that we have recently rescued,” Kris Wu, the director of the Centre stated as he motioned for the two of them to follow him.
“What do you mean by rescued,” Kyungsoo asks after a while of being quiet and regaining his composure. The director glanced at them and gave them a small smile. Chanyeol merely tightened the hold he had on Kyungsoo.
“These babies are not always lucky, Kyungsoo-ssi.” Kris sighs as he leads the couple inside a room, filled with little kids and toddlers alike playing around with their toys. “Sometimes, we rescue these kids form abusive families, others were sent here because their families were in no condition to take care of them and some are not wanted by their mothers.” The frown on his face deepens. He leads them to another room that was quite smaller, filled with babies of different colours and sizes.
“Which is why, when you adopt any of the children under the Centre, I cannot stress enough how much you will always have to treat them as your own and to never neglect them.” Kris stares at the couple and Chanyeol nodded his head feverishly.
Kyungsoo looked around the room. “I think I want a baby boy,” He murmurs to Chanyeol; his gaze is still roaming around the room. Chanyeol nods his head and lovingly drew small circles on Kyungsoo’s shoulder. Kris smiles at the gesture and looks away, taking his iPhone out of his pocket.
“Do you have anyone in mind?” He asks. “If so, I could ask my assistant to prepare the paper works,” The director says. “Normally, processing the paper works would take about an hour or two.”
“Up to you, baby,” Chanyeol blinks when Kyungsoo looks expectantly at him. Chanyeol squeezes his Kyungsoo’s shoulder in reassurance and Kyungsoo nods his head. He quickly scanned the room once more before blinking a couple of times as a little baby boy catches his gaze.
“Who is that?” Kyungsoo breathes out as he steps forward. Kris followed his gaze and walked over to the table before picking up a file and handing it to Kyungsoo.
“He is one of the recent babies that we have rescued.” Kris stated. “He is one special snowflake - for the lack of a better word. We assumed hisguardian left him on our doorsteps when the first snow fell - it was a miracle I had actually left my phone here! Who would have known what would happen to him if I did not come back,” Kris shakes his head.
“The only possession that he has with him is the blanket that he came in with. The file contains the observations that we have made so far.” Kris explained when Kyungsoo opened the file. “At times he worries us the most due to his lack of interactions with other babies… or any of our staffs for that matter.”
“Could I talk to him, please?” Kyungsoo asks and Kris nods his head.
“Go ahead, Kyungsoo-ssi.”
Kyungsoo murmurs his thanks and gripped Chanyeol’s hand, pulling him along, towards the little baby, who was in his baby walker, looking at everything curiously. Kyungsoo released Chanyeol’s hand once they were closer and crouched in front of the baby, cooing at him every few seconds. Chanyeol smiled at how his Kyungsoo seemed to glow with a warm light that seemed to seep in Chanyeol’s bones and make his body tingle with something akin to pleasure and delight.
“Do you want him to be a part of the family, Kyungsoo?” Chanyeol asked when Kyungsoo somehow manages to get a reaction out of the little baby, pulling him out of the baby walker and cradled him gently as he stood up straight.
Kyungsoo nods his head. “Channie, he is beautiful.” Kyungsoo pressed his lips softly on the baby’s forehead and a small smile appeared on the baby’s face and Kyungsoo’s breath hitched. He turned to look at Chanyeol. “He is our son, Channie.”
Chanyeol, whose heartstrings have been tugged at the sight of his Kyungsoo with the baby, simply nods his head. He leans towards Kyungsoo and pressed his lips on Kyungsoo’s forehead. “Alright, baby.” He murmurs, loud enough for Kyungsoo to hear. “I will tell the director about our
decision.” He smiles when an earsplitting grin appears on Kyungsoo’s face.
“Welcome to the family, little one,” Chanyeol lightly caressed the boy’s head. Said boy merely gazed at him with curiosity swimming in his big beady eyes. Chanyeol chuckles to himself as he drops his hand and faced Kris.
“We would like to adopt him.” He says with mirth twinkling in his eyes.