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rabenhorst) wrote2011-03-23 06:36 pm
rabenhorst) wrote2011-03-23 06:36 pm
[fic] Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi – SJM – Why Louis Vuitton Should Make Maternity Pants – Oneshot
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PART I
It is Heechul’s idea that he can accompany Zhou Mi to the excessive baby-clothing shopping trip, to ‘spare Kyuhyun’s feet and nerves’ according to his own words, even though they all know he has his selfish reasons to it. Kyuhyun hesitates only for a second, before he hands his (their, he corrects inwardly, sharing a bank account means it has both their earnings) credit card to Zhou Mi, with a reasonable warning.
“If you bring home one single leopard printed piece of baby clothing or accessories, I swear you’ll be sleeping on the couch for a week.” Kyuhyun tries to sound stern, but he can hardly cover the amused glint in his eyes as Zhou Mi pulls off a perfect innocent look, blinking at him from big brown eyes.
“How about Hello Kitty?” It is kind of inevitable, really, when it comes to Zhou Mi.
Kyuhyun groans at that nevertheless, rolling his eyes. “What if they’re boys?” He is vaguely concerned, since what if they will have baby boys and they will be forced to turn girly and love Hello Kitty and pink and glittery things before they even learn to walk? Then again, he isn’t quite sure if that’s such a bad thing in the end.
Zhou Mi arches an eyebrow pointedly, and he doesn’t even need to say anything. Kyuhyun nods. He should’ve known the obvious answer to begin with. “Oh. Right.” Curse grown men and their love for pink and fluffy things, he notes inwardly. And yet he is helplessly and irreversibly in love with one, and wouldn’t change it for the world.
Two minutes later Heechul is dragging the enthusiastically waving Zhou Mi down the street, leaving Kyuhyun and Hangeng behind to spend the following hours as they wish. They at least agreed that it would have nothing to do with shopping. Or anything else that would require spending much money, their better halves would take care of spending everything they had anyway.
Their shopping trip begins with a huge bang and five minutes into it they already both have a plastic bag to carry, the first purchases made. They go through several designer stores, as well as some little boutiques that happen to cross their way. They take turns in being the voice of reason: Zhou Mi tells Heechul it might not be a good idea to buy clothes that make you look like a miniature Lady Gaga, while Heechul stops Zhou Mi from buying every single glittery piece of baby clothing he sees.
Finally they’ve found some kind of a medium and Heechul is humming to himself as he goes through the blankets, trying to find something fluffy and warm for napping. “How about this blue one?” He digs out a navy blue blanket that feels so sinfully soft it must be forbidden. He could buy it for himself, but it is after all a baby blanket and it’s slightly too small.
Zhou Mi doesn’t really even spare it a glance, since he has noticed something else that grabs his attention. “Aw there is one with baby elephants!” He pulls out a light blue blanket with adorable pattern of playing baby elephants and soap bubbles printed on it. He already holds the blanket up to his face, pressing it against his cheek with a soft, happy sigh.
“You and your baby elephants,” Heechul rolls his eyes. A similar scene has replayed already several times that day, as somehow the other man seems to have developed a liking to baby elephants. How, Heechul has no idea, since the only explanation he got had been something about cute and cuddly and not at all coherent. “You would buy everything with baby elephants if you could.”
“Well baby elephants are cute.” Zhou Mi shrugs, his smile even widening as he notices a matching set of sheets. His eyes sparkle and it’s obvious he is as enthusiastic as a kid in a candy store.
That makes Heechul grin, the corner of his mouth quirking upwards as he eyes the scene presented for him. “Maybe you like them since right now you look like one yourself? A long legged elephant, though, but elephant nonetheless.” He suggests, placing his palm on his hip as he resigns to his fate, knowing they’ll be there for a while to admire the blanket and the sheets.
“Could be.” Zhou Mi doesn’t seem to mind the analogy in the slightest. He is still beaming like the sun itself, collecting various items into his arms so he can add them to the ‘maybe pile’. Which is probably going to turn into ‘yes buying these’ pile rather sooner than later. Neither of them has ever been good at leaving anything they like into the shop. “You know, now that we’re here we could get Hangeng and Kyuhyun something too.” Zhou Mi looks up, eyes sparkling.
“Here? In the baby clothes department?” Heechul arches a perfectly plucked eyebrow as he gestures around them at all the baby accessories.
“No!” Zhou Mi laughs as he folds the blanket – the one with the baby elephants – and adds it to the purchases. “We go to the third floor with all the stylish designer stuff. Let’s make our men look dashing!”
“Oh, Hannie did buy me that amazing necklace so I suppose he deserves something nice.” Heechul muses, tapping the floor with his foot. He doesn’t even try to hide the small smirk that stretches his lips as he looks at his friend. “Don’t tell me Kyuhyun did something extra nice lately, though! The man is like the least romantic person on earth.” And that was saying a lot, judging how non-romantic his own choice for a mate was.
“He got me marshmallows at three am when I had a craving,” Zhou Mi informs brightly. Judging by the way his eyes are sparkling he is convinced that is the best thing a man can do to his partner.
Heechul can barely hold back a chuckle, his grin stretching a bit further. “…he is supposed to, Seasoning. He is the one who knocked you up in the first place.”
Zhou Mi just smiles and he looks so utterly happy that there is really nothing one can say to that. Heechul simply heaves a sigh, hooking their arms as he guides his friend towards the escalator to the third floor. “Is there anything that could wipe that grin off your face?” He asks by the way since it feels like the other man has been smiling ever since they began their shopping trip, smiling so bright it never seems to stop. Not that he wants it to change, he is just curious, and whenever he is curious he asks questions, tact be damned.
For a second Zhou Mi frowns, considering the words. “Well, my back is killing me. But there is nothing that a new pair of shoes couldn’t fix!” He decides, the smile back on his lips. Heechul mirrors it, turning in his tracks to guide them to the shoes instead. They could buy presents to their boyfriends later.
Six hours later, Hangeng finally spots something that looks like Heechul and Zhou Mi underneath seven billion plastic and paper bags, approaching the restaurant they had agreed to meet in. Kyuhyun has already had to tell the waiter three times they are still waiting for more company, and they are both relieved that the escapade seems to be over and done with. Not that the amount of bags is calming, and Kyuhyun hopes dearly some of those are Heechul’s purchases and not everything comes out of their bank account.
“Hannie!” Heechul calls already from further away and with a sigh Hangeng gets up from his seat, approaching the two to take those masses of shopping bags off Heechul’s arms. Kyuhyun would get up and help Zhou Mi, too, but he knows from experience that it’s not needed, it’s actually near to impossible to peel those bags away from the other man when he’s all enthusiastic and excited about the shopping trip. So he just waits, sits at the table and grins at the display when Hangeng tries to listen to both Heechul and Zhou Mi. Heechul is obviously complaining loudly about the inadequate service in some shop, while Zhou Mi speaks in such rapid-fire Mandarin it’s impossible to catch even half of it, even with Kyuhyun’s improved skills.
Hangeng doesn’t look all too bothered, though, hiding away a small grin as he finally piles the shopping bags next to the table and helps Heechul off his coat. Zhou Mi plops down right next to Kyuhyun, leaning in to plant a small kiss on his lips. “We had so much fun!” He bursts out happily, having the decency to turn back to Korean from his mother tongue. “Just wait, once we’re home, I’ll show you every single thing we bought and I swear, you will love it all.”
“So is that all yours?” Kyuhyun asks what has been burning on his mind ever since he first spotted the two in the distance a few moments prior. “Please tell me we can still afford to buy food for the rest of the month?” Although he both looks and sounds serious, he knows that Zhou Mi can look straight through him. That is proven when the taller man reaches out and grabs his hand to twine their fingers. “Relax, Kui Xian. What Heechul carried, Heechul bought.”
“And Heechul bought a lot,” the man in question speaks up happily, looking quite proud of himself. It is obvious to anyone two minutes into knowing Heechul how much he loves shopping, and in Zhou Mi he has found someone as enthusiastic as he is. Sometimes Kyuhyun thinks that it’s a wonder those two didn’t end up together, the way they obsess over new trends and fashion together. Then again, it’s kind of nice to be the long suffering husband together with Hangeng while they both roll their eyes at their fashion addicts.
The waiter appears once again and finally they can place their orders, after Heechul has demanded long explanations on the dishes and their nutritional values, deciding on one after a painstakingly long process. Kyuhyun doesn’t really notice though, it’s always like this and besides, he is too busy toying with the ring on Zhou Mi’s finger. It’s not even conscious, a gesture so automatic and so familiar to them both.
A few minutes into the dinner the talk has turned from shopping to the babies, and once more Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi have to go through the whole process thus far, from the ultrasounds to the fact they think they’re going to have either football players or just really flaily kids judging by the amount of kicking they do. Zhou Mi spends a good ten minutes complaining how he doesn’t want his child to turn out a boxer, but it damn well feels like it’ll be one.
All in all, they’re happy though. Even if they’ll get a boxing football player kid. Throughout the whole meal Heechul and Hangeng bicker like the old married couple they’ve been ever since they met, and they have practically grown attached at the hip by now. So Zhou Mi doesn’t think his question is all that far fetched when he speaks up. “So when are you going to get babies?”
Hangeng nearly chokes on his drink. The next minute they have to spend trying to get him to calm down, while he hacks up a lung and tries not to pass out from the lack of air. Heechul’s reaction is less amusing, he simply snorts as he picks on his salad, selecting the next bite carefully before he guides it to his lips. “Never.” Is his curt reply. “Children are only bearable if they’re adults. And not always even then.”
Zhou Mi looks slightly hurt. If it was anyone else, Heechul would just shrug it off and go on about how he finds children completely off-putting, but he (like so many others) has never been good at resisting a pout on that specific face. Somehow Zhou Mi has a way to make everyone want to see him happy. So Heechul hurries to add. “I’m sure your kids will be pure sunshine. An exception to the rule, or something.”
It’s enough to make Zhou Mi smile. And everything is fine in the world again.
When they get home, Zhou Mi enthusiastically shows Kyuhyun what he bought. In the end there is one leopard printed item amongst the shoppings. But considering the fact that it’s a stuffed toy that is supposed to be a leopard, Kyuhyun lets it slide. There isn’t even much Hello Kitty. Instead, Kyuhyun realizes that they will have two of the most fashionably clothed babies in the world (or close enough).
Inwardly, he kisses his next paycheck goodbye. Or two next ones. Or three. But when he watches the happy glow on Zhou Mi’s cheeks, he thinks that maybe it’s not such a bad thing. Money is meant to be spent.
Though he’d have to attend the next shopping trip just to make sure they’d still afford their apartment afterwards.
If someone had told Kyuhyun that nine months is a short time, he would’ve laughed at them, cruelly. Now he realizes that nine months actually is a short time. Besides, they are told that if they make it to seven months they can consider themselves lucky. There are way too many complications and risks, and although sometimes Kyuhyun thinks ignorance is bliss he has read dozens of articles about it, trying to find out everything he can. The information makes his head swim and he thinks he could probably make a damn good doctor by now. Or at least a midwife.
They get lucky indeed and pass the six month mark. Twenty-four precious weeks, while every single day counts. As each day passes, Kyuhyun gets more and more nervous. He tries to force it down, knowing that it’s at least equally bad for Zhou Mi and he doesn’t need a panicking kid to take care of in addition to his condition. Most of the time he is fine, looking forward to what is to come. But sometimes he feels like all this anxiousness is suffocating him.
Looking at the way the growing children have twisted that lanky, gangly body by now, Kyuhyun isn’t all sure if Zhou Mi can actually handle those two little monsters leeching off him much longer. He is as thin as ever, except for where the two small bodies inside of his own are stretching him further. That, combined with the thin arms and long long legs creates an image that is both a little bit scary and endlessly fascinating. He should’ve known he would always think of Zhou Mi as an attractive person, but this even confirms it.
He is just scared. Scared since it almost looks like Zhou Mi’s spine could snap in half any moment, scared since he can’t do anything to help. Except for the chores he does already, trying to force the other man on the couch to rest whenever he can. He doesn’t even let Zhou Mi cook, although his own cooking is famous for being a huge failure. He can heat soup or stuff something into the microwave oven, but that is pretty much everything.
Zhou Mi insists that he won’t break. Kyuhyun forces him into bed anyway, bringing him all kinds of canned foods until Zhou Mi can’t take it anymore and sneaks into the kitchen in the middle of the night to cook something. He might not be the best cook in the world but compared to Kyuhyun he is a five star chef.
When Kyuhyun catches him in the act he only scolds him for a moment, before parking his butt at the table. He is hungry, too. And it makes Zhou Mi smile when he fills them both a full bowl of something – anything – self-made and warm instead of those frozen meals. Sometimes they end up in the middle of a food-war, noodles and veggies flying through the air and sticking to their hair, their clothes and pretty much everywhere. Sometimes they eat in silence, only exchanging soft smiles, occasionally kicking each other underneath the table. Sometimes they talk about everything and nothing. Sometimes, they forget the food and focus on each other.
Always, they enjoy every single second of it.
Kyuhyun wakes up with a start, his heart racing. He blinks several times, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Dark. It can’t be morning yet, the way it’s so smothering dark in the room, and one glance at the digital numbers of the clock confirm that. 03:48. It’s definitely no time to be awake, and Kyuhyun groans as he drops back into the mattress. He rubs on his eyes, rolling over in an attempt to get the blanket better on top of himself.
Then he hears it again.
The same sound that woke him up resonates through the apartment, a metallic pang that he can not quite identify. He tries to ignore it but then it sounds again, sending him upright in a split second. His eyes are used to the darkness enough that he can confirm the bed is empty, except for himself of course, and he begins to have his own suspicions on where the sound comes from.
Slowly he slides his feet on the floor, grimacing at how cold it is. It takes him three tries to find his slippers and when he pushes them on, he notices that the big toe of his right foot is peeking out. That damn dog, he thinks fondly, deciding to buy a pair of new slippers. For the dog to chew on, he was too fond of this pair to give up on it. With small steps he makes his way towards the kitchen, treading his fingers through the mess of hair that falls on his face continuously.
He stops in the doorway, blinking at the scene in front of him. There are pots and pans scattered all over the worktops, a kettle on the stove and some chopped vegetables… well pretty much everywhere. There is something in the mixer, something that looks like a healthy fruit smoothie or alternately just plain fruitmash. Even the oven seems to be on. There is also a small dog lying on the floor, watching everything from attentive eyes.
And in the middle of everything, there is Zhou Mi.
“What is going on?” Kyuhyun croaks, wincing a little at how undignified he sounds. He is still half-asleep, damnit, and by the looks of it he might as well be dreaming. What is this hurricane that has hit their kitchen? He didn’t really need an answer to that.
Zhou Mi smiles at him over his shoulder, briskly adding something into the kettle, before moving over to chop some spring onions. “Oh, Kui Xian, you should be sleeping! Don’t mind me. I just… well, I had a craving.”
“A craving?” Kyuhyun can’t believe his ears and he tilts his head a bit, looking at the other man like he has finally lost his mind completely. “What kind of a craving turns out kitchen to a battlefield?”
“Mashed potatoes and watermelon!” Zhou Mi announces, with a firm nod and almost angry chopping. Whatever those innocent spring onions did to him, he is at least taking revenge effectively. “That’s how it started.” And indeed there are some watermelon peels and even some slices of the fruit on a plate right next to where Kyuhyun is standing. “Then I started to feel like curry, so I decided to make some, since I am so hungry! It’s like I’m eating for three!”
Kyuhyun refrains from pointing out that he actually is eating for three. Besides, he doesn’t have the time to speak up before Zhou Mi goes on with his explanation. “Then, you know, you can’t really have curry without having mom’s apple pie for dessert. We don’t have any apples so I decided to just go for a peach pie instead. We had some canned peaches in the cupboard. They’re a bit old – something like half a year – but they still looked good and I decided to try. I put the rest of them into the mixer with some bananas we had, and I think it looks delicious. Oh and – ”
This time Kyuhyun doesn’t wait for him to finish but raises his hand, silencing the other man with an impatient gesture. “You do know it’s 4 am?” He asks (or more accurately, he groans), blinking in an attempt to keep his eyes open and focused. Zhou Mi just nods and beams at him. How can someone be this happy at friggin’ four am is beyond Kyuhyun’s comprehension.
For a second Kyuhyun eyes the chaos in the kitchen. He gives up then, heaving himself to sit on the nearest chair beside the table. “Give me some of that fruit mix thing.” He grumbles and in mere seconds he has a glass of bright orange health drink right in front of him. A moment later it is accompanied by a slice of fresh peach pie and Kyuhyun thinks that the peaches don’t taste any weird at all, old or not.
Kyuhyun watches Zhou Mi fuss over his half a dozen projects, obediently tasting everything he sets in front of him. Occasionally he offers snarky comments or useless advice, only to get his head slapped or more pie forced down his throat.
Later he realizes he’s been up for hours. It’s past six am and he is laughing at a stupid joke Zhou Mi just made. He thinks he is slowly going insane.
He doesn’t really mind.
When they reach thirty weeks it’s more than anyone thought they would get to. It’s seven and half months and that is already a victory in itself. Zhou Mi has been ordered to bed-rest for weeks now and he tries very hard to stay still. He watches TV, reads magazines and even actual books, listens to music, surfs online when he manages to steal away Kyuhyun’s laptop, flips through catalogues full of horrendously expensive designer items.
And is bored to death.
Zhou Mi has never been one to stay put for long, he loves being busy, doing things, living on an impulse. So being tied to bed – in the wrong way – has him more than frustrated. Kyuhyun is the one who has to live with that. He already knows how to take the annoyed grumbles and the severe moodswings. The only thing he still isn’t used to is the tears, and he doesn’t think he ever will. He can handle Zhou Mi complaining about the food, saying he’s so fed up with canned things they’re coming out of his ears. But as soon as the first tear appears in those big, clear eyes, he is lost.
Thankfully it doesn’t happen that often and Kyuhyun takes the annoyed, grumbling Zhou Mi over that anytime. Somewhere along the way, Zhou Mi has decided they have to talk about their day in the evening before sleep. That is how they always end up lying in the dark side to side, sometimes the bedside lamp still on. Sometimes Zhou Mi organizes his limbs and cuddles close to Kyuhyun, but it’s easier for him to lie on his back so he doesn’t do it every evening.
When he does, Kyuhyun secretly enjoys it. He never says anything, but he sneaks an arm around Zhou Mi’s shoulders, combs his fingers through his hair, toys with the sleeve of his shirt. It feels so different now that there is a huge belly between them, too, and sometimes it still startles him with its existence.
Zhou Mi’s voice is soft but carries through the darkness, breaking the comfortable silence they both settled in. “You know what, Kui Xian?” He doesn’t really even wait for the answer, all Kyuhyun manages is a soft noise in between, before he goes on already in a slightly annoyed tone. “If we’ll ever get more babies, you will be the mother.”
That now makes Kyuhyun snort and he turns his head a bit to look at the taller man, currently cuddling close with his head on his shoulder. “How so? I thought this was a sign from above. You know, it’s not like we didn’t give it chances to happen both ways. Still it’s you who got knocked up.”
“I think it’s highly unfair.” Zhou Mi frowns. “What makes me a better mother candidate than you? I think you would’ve made a perfect mother! And I can’t stand all this water gathering in my legs! They get ugly!” He whines, and Kyuhyun can’t help but to chuckle a bit. Of course, water in the legs. Zhou Mi hears the snort and protests instantly. “Hey, don’t get all smug on me mister! I swear I – ”
Kyuhyun shuts him up with a kiss. It’s as easy as ever and Zhou Mi practically melts into the contact, bringing his hand up to brush his fingertips over the younger man’s cheek. He doesn’t seem to remember he had anything to complain about anymore.
One kiss turns to two, two kisses turn to three, until they’re both out of breath and their lips are reddened by the contact. Kyuhyun is severely out of breath as he looks Zhou Mi in the eye, trying hard to focus on the words to get them out clearly enough. “Do you think we can? Even with the babies?” He knows that it is clear what he means, if not for any other reason then because his palm is resting in the small of Zhou Mi’s back suggestively.
“Let’s… just be careful?” Zhou Mi breathes out as he rolls on his back, pulling the younger man along. Kyuhyun barely has the time to grin before their lips meet again.
Already for some time it has been difficult for Zhou Mi to actually lie down on the couch properly, so their TV has found a new home in the bedroom, propped on a big cardboard box at the foot of the bed. Zhou Mi doesn’t even remember when he last left the room for more than a trip to the kitchen, the bathroom or once a week to see their doctor. He has resigned to his fate, and even their little dog gets a special permission to jump on the bed. Kyuhyun grumbles about it at first but a couple of days later he props a low chair next to it, just to make it easier for the dog to get on the bed with its short, stubby legs.
It becomes their favourite pastime. Zhou Mi takes up more than half of the bed, settled comfortably against a mountain of pillows and blankets. He is already flipping through channels when Kyuhyun appears in the room with the dog yapping at his feet, a huge bowl of ice cream balanced in his hands. He sneaks on the bed and settles next to Zhou Mi on his knees, handing the bowl to the other man to free his hands. Wordlessly he reaches down to scoop up the dog, and soon they have a happy ball of fur curled up at their feet.
Zhou Mi smiles at that, rewarding Kyuhyun with a soft peck on the lips as the younger man tries to find a good position, settling down in a half-lying position with his head resting on Zhou Mi’s shoulder. His hand finds its way to the other man’s huge belly and silently he strokes long fingers over it, never saying a single word. They share the bowl of ice cream and even only have one spoon after they realized they always ended up feeding each other more than eating themselves.
“The chocolate ice cream is mine!” Zhou Mi claims it instantly, digging the spoon into the cool mass to take the first mouthful. Before, he used to be the type to like the fruity ice creams, everything from mango and strawberry to pear and passion fruit. Now it is all about chocolate though, and he claims it’s the babies. They like chocolate ice cream and of course that explains why he needs to have it all.
Kyuhyun just hums, grinning as he snatches the spoon from Zhou Mi’s long fingers, sighing theatrically around a mouthful of the sweet, chocolaty mass. Zhou Mi frowns but he doesn’t even try to grab the spoon away before he is certain the other man got what he wanted. “Didn’t I just say it was for me?”
“I thought you said it were the babies who like the chocolate stuff?” Kyuhyun points out with one of his typical smirks, amusement dancing in his deep eyes. “Or am I wrong?”
“No.” Zhou Mi admits, but he is still pouting playfully. “You are incredibly mean, Kui Xian. Denying your own children their dosage of chocolate. What if they grow up to be twisted and psychotic now?”
Kyuhyun chuckles, settling back down against the other man, except this time he rests his head on Zhou Mi’s chest instead, closer to the bump of his stomach. “I’m sure they won’t get any more psychotic than they’d already be anyway.” He doesn’t get any further before there is a spoonful of ice cream right in front of his face – chocolate, he realizes contently – and with a happy little hum he closes his lips around the treat.
“You’re right.” Zhou Mi muses, tapping his lower lip with the spoon while thinking of the matter. “And with an uncle like Heechul they will grow up twisted anyway. I bet he is already looking forward to spoiling them rotten.”
“I thought Heechul didn’t like children?” Kyuhyun tilts his head until he can sneak a peek at the other man curiously.
Zhou Mi simply flashes him a smile. “That’s what he tries to make people believe. Trust me, he likes them.” Kyuhyun doesn’t question any further and doesn’t even demand to know where that piece of information comes from. He only makes a soft noise in acknowledgement, just barely getting it out before he is offered another spoonful of ice cream again.
They finish their icy treat in silence and a moment later Kyuhyun reaches to put the bowl on the nightstand. He leans back on his comfortable spot and yelps a little as Zhou Mi sneaks his cold fingers underneath his shirt to warm them up. Still he doesn’t pull away, only shudders palpably while his body tries to regain the heat it just lost. He can feel how Zhou Mi relaxes, how his fingers slowly get warmer again.
It’s such a slow moment they are almost drifting off, sleep lingering somewhere in the edges of their consciousness, alluring them. Zhou Mi has already closed his eyes when there is a soft hum in the room, making him open his eyes automatically. He doesn’t stir when he realized it’s coming from Kyuhyun, when the soft humming is strengthening and slowly turning to words. After a few minutes it’s not only silent notes, it’s clear words and Kyuhyun’s voice gets stronger the more confidence he gains.
It’s a simple lullaby, nothing fancy, and yet Zhou Mi could swear it’s the most beautiful song he has ever heard in his whole life. He closes his eyes again, focuses on the words lingering in the still air. He can feel how Kyuhyun is slowly stroking his stomach, brushing over his hipbone, shifting to press his ear against his chest to hear his heartbeats. It makes him smile and he could swear that his heart is about to burst with the sudden flood of emotion. Moments like this make him believe that yes, they can do this. They will do this.
Zhou Mi doesn’t want to disturb the delicate moment so he pretends he’s asleep. After the song ends Kyuhyun begins another one, going through the whole variety of lullabies he knows and moving smoothly over to romantic ballads. His smooth, satiny voice fills the still air and Zhou Mi thinks this is how he always wants to fall asleep.
That is the last thing on his mind before he sinks into the land of dreams. Even in his sleep he can hear Kyuhyun singing.
Kyuhyun has never been more scared in his life than when he hears he can’t follow into labour. It’s done surgically and he knows he would be just in the way, but it doesn’t mean he wouldn’t want to be there and hold Zhou Mi’s hand through it all. For all of fifteen minutes he lasts alone, biting his knuckles to calm down, but then he digs out his phone and flips through his contacts to figure out who he could call. Sungmin lives too far, he has to discard him instantly. As well as their parents.
Somehow, god only knows how, he ends up dialling Heechul’s number. Half an hour later he has a cup of strong coffee in his hand and a nagging Heechul telling him to stop worrying and start breathing. “It doesn’t help anyone if you pass out, moron. Seasoning needs you awake, not lying in bed with an IV drip!” He means well, everyone knows that, and Kyuhyun can’t help but smile weakly.
While Heechul is like a mother hen, Hangeng is like the steady rock in the ocean and already a reassuring smile from him calms Kyuhyun down a little bit. He allows the two to push him down on one of the uncomfortable chairs and sips his coffee obediently. His fingers are shaking and he feels like crying, although he would never admit that to anyone. He would rather throw himself off a building than admit how shaken he is.
It feels like days but in reality it’s less than four hours, before a smiling nurse appears in the waiting room. “You can go see them in a while. I’ll come get you then!” She congratulates him, and in his dazed state he forgets to ask if they now have girls or boys, all he gets is “both babies are healthy and everything went fine!” before the woman disappears again.
Kyuhyun doesn’t even realize he is grinning like an idiot before Heechul’s voice drags him back to reality. “Hey, Earth to Kyuhyun. Wipe that stupid smile off your face and give me a hug!” He orders and Kyuhyun is too fazed to even argue, he simply pulls Heechul into a bone-crushing hug. He doesn’t manage to get rid of his grin, though. There’s no way in hell.
After a quick phone call to his parents and Zhou Mi’s parents, he is finally ready to greet his family. Kyuhyun is practically glowing, ready to burst with pride. They made this happen. They survived the first obstacle course and now… well now they would just need to raise the children, make sure they would turn out responsible adults and wouldn’t injure themselves severely, watch over them until they would start their own lives. No biggie.
Zhou Mi is lying in bed, propped up against the headboard and he has a big roll of blankets in each arm. Except that each of those blanket-rolls is actually a baby, and Kyuhyun feels like fainting – again – already when he steps closer to them. Zhou Mi is smiling despite the tiredness, practically radiating happiness. And Kyuhyun is certain his own grin is big enough to break his face in half.
The first thing he does is steal a chaste kiss from Zhou Mi, bury his nose into those soft strands of hair and inhale that familiar scent deeply. Slowly he strokes his lover’s cheek with his thumb, runs his fingertips down his long neck. He doesn’t have any words for how happy he is that everything went fine, that Zhou Mi is fine, but he doesn’t even need to. The other man knows how he feels anyway. After another second he finally pulls back, swallowing as he gets ready to meet the new additions to the family.
The little girl looks so much like a girl-version of Zhou Mi that when Kyuhyun sees her the first time he laughs. The picture is complete from the long, scrunched up nose to the sweetly pursed lips, and Kyuhyun falls in love right then and there. The girl is awake, making unhappy gargling noises that fade when Kyuhyun softly touches her cheek.
“See! She smiled at you!” Zhou Mi’s excitement is palpable, and Kyuhyun doesn’t have the heart to tell him that babies don’t smile for real before they’re a couple of months old. Besides, somehow it seems fitting that Zhou Mi’s child would be born smiling. That’s what his mother says of him. So he smiles too, thinking that if his baby girl smiled at him, she definitely deserves to have the favour returned.
The little boy looks like Kyuhyun. That’s what Zhou Mi insists, but Kyuhyun can only see an adorable, wrinkly baby-face and can’t really see anything of himself there. Maybe when the boy grows older? He doesn’t know, and he doesn’t even really care since he knows that the babies are gorgeous and perfect, ten little fingers and ten little toes, everything he ever wanted. Everything he could’ve asked for.
They sit there until the nurses come and try to shoo Kyuhyun out, insisting it’s the time for the babies to get some food. After a little bit of pleading and two sets of begging puppy eyes later, Kyuhyun is allowed to stay and the two feed their babies for the first time, together. Kyuhyun has troubles balancing the bottle but the little girl doesn’t seem to mind. Zhou Mi is a natural, grinning at Kyuhyun as he sways the little boy in his arms.
It feels surreal. And they both know they will get tired of feeding and changing diapers and listening to baby-screams but right now, everything feels like magic.
It takes surprisingly little effort for them to settle into a routine. They are constantly exhausted, they never get enough sleep or a proper moment for themselves, they worry too much and they still need to learn the babies won’t break so easily. They get used to the smell of poop and puke. They take turns to calm down the crying children in the middle of the night. They have frantic visits to the doctor, too enthusiastic friends and overprotective grandparents.
They laugh. They live. They love. Zhou Mi sings to the babies in Chinese, Kyuhyun sings to them in Korean. Sometimes they sing together in a mix of both languages.
Eventually, that is the only thing that matters. They started this the same way they will finish this.
Together.
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I… have no excuse. Overdosage of sugar, anyone? I can’t help it I love mushy stuff ;___;and the sequel would be Kyuhyun getting knocked up and Zhou Mi being all gleeful about it since now it’s his turn to suffer XD
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PART I
It is Heechul’s idea that he can accompany Zhou Mi to the excessive baby-clothing shopping trip, to ‘spare Kyuhyun’s feet and nerves’ according to his own words, even though they all know he has his selfish reasons to it. Kyuhyun hesitates only for a second, before he hands his (their, he corrects inwardly, sharing a bank account means it has both their earnings) credit card to Zhou Mi, with a reasonable warning.
“If you bring home one single leopard printed piece of baby clothing or accessories, I swear you’ll be sleeping on the couch for a week.” Kyuhyun tries to sound stern, but he can hardly cover the amused glint in his eyes as Zhou Mi pulls off a perfect innocent look, blinking at him from big brown eyes.
“How about Hello Kitty?” It is kind of inevitable, really, when it comes to Zhou Mi.
Kyuhyun groans at that nevertheless, rolling his eyes. “What if they’re boys?” He is vaguely concerned, since what if they will have baby boys and they will be forced to turn girly and love Hello Kitty and pink and glittery things before they even learn to walk? Then again, he isn’t quite sure if that’s such a bad thing in the end.
Zhou Mi arches an eyebrow pointedly, and he doesn’t even need to say anything. Kyuhyun nods. He should’ve known the obvious answer to begin with. “Oh. Right.” Curse grown men and their love for pink and fluffy things, he notes inwardly. And yet he is helplessly and irreversibly in love with one, and wouldn’t change it for the world.
Two minutes later Heechul is dragging the enthusiastically waving Zhou Mi down the street, leaving Kyuhyun and Hangeng behind to spend the following hours as they wish. They at least agreed that it would have nothing to do with shopping. Or anything else that would require spending much money, their better halves would take care of spending everything they had anyway.
Their shopping trip begins with a huge bang and five minutes into it they already both have a plastic bag to carry, the first purchases made. They go through several designer stores, as well as some little boutiques that happen to cross their way. They take turns in being the voice of reason: Zhou Mi tells Heechul it might not be a good idea to buy clothes that make you look like a miniature Lady Gaga, while Heechul stops Zhou Mi from buying every single glittery piece of baby clothing he sees.
Finally they’ve found some kind of a medium and Heechul is humming to himself as he goes through the blankets, trying to find something fluffy and warm for napping. “How about this blue one?” He digs out a navy blue blanket that feels so sinfully soft it must be forbidden. He could buy it for himself, but it is after all a baby blanket and it’s slightly too small.
Zhou Mi doesn’t really even spare it a glance, since he has noticed something else that grabs his attention. “Aw there is one with baby elephants!” He pulls out a light blue blanket with adorable pattern of playing baby elephants and soap bubbles printed on it. He already holds the blanket up to his face, pressing it against his cheek with a soft, happy sigh.
“You and your baby elephants,” Heechul rolls his eyes. A similar scene has replayed already several times that day, as somehow the other man seems to have developed a liking to baby elephants. How, Heechul has no idea, since the only explanation he got had been something about cute and cuddly and not at all coherent. “You would buy everything with baby elephants if you could.”
“Well baby elephants are cute.” Zhou Mi shrugs, his smile even widening as he notices a matching set of sheets. His eyes sparkle and it’s obvious he is as enthusiastic as a kid in a candy store.
That makes Heechul grin, the corner of his mouth quirking upwards as he eyes the scene presented for him. “Maybe you like them since right now you look like one yourself? A long legged elephant, though, but elephant nonetheless.” He suggests, placing his palm on his hip as he resigns to his fate, knowing they’ll be there for a while to admire the blanket and the sheets.
“Could be.” Zhou Mi doesn’t seem to mind the analogy in the slightest. He is still beaming like the sun itself, collecting various items into his arms so he can add them to the ‘maybe pile’. Which is probably going to turn into ‘yes buying these’ pile rather sooner than later. Neither of them has ever been good at leaving anything they like into the shop. “You know, now that we’re here we could get Hangeng and Kyuhyun something too.” Zhou Mi looks up, eyes sparkling.
“Here? In the baby clothes department?” Heechul arches a perfectly plucked eyebrow as he gestures around them at all the baby accessories.
“No!” Zhou Mi laughs as he folds the blanket – the one with the baby elephants – and adds it to the purchases. “We go to the third floor with all the stylish designer stuff. Let’s make our men look dashing!”
“Oh, Hannie did buy me that amazing necklace so I suppose he deserves something nice.” Heechul muses, tapping the floor with his foot. He doesn’t even try to hide the small smirk that stretches his lips as he looks at his friend. “Don’t tell me Kyuhyun did something extra nice lately, though! The man is like the least romantic person on earth.” And that was saying a lot, judging how non-romantic his own choice for a mate was.
“He got me marshmallows at three am when I had a craving,” Zhou Mi informs brightly. Judging by the way his eyes are sparkling he is convinced that is the best thing a man can do to his partner.
Heechul can barely hold back a chuckle, his grin stretching a bit further. “…he is supposed to, Seasoning. He is the one who knocked you up in the first place.”
Zhou Mi just smiles and he looks so utterly happy that there is really nothing one can say to that. Heechul simply heaves a sigh, hooking their arms as he guides his friend towards the escalator to the third floor. “Is there anything that could wipe that grin off your face?” He asks by the way since it feels like the other man has been smiling ever since they began their shopping trip, smiling so bright it never seems to stop. Not that he wants it to change, he is just curious, and whenever he is curious he asks questions, tact be damned.
For a second Zhou Mi frowns, considering the words. “Well, my back is killing me. But there is nothing that a new pair of shoes couldn’t fix!” He decides, the smile back on his lips. Heechul mirrors it, turning in his tracks to guide them to the shoes instead. They could buy presents to their boyfriends later.
Six hours later, Hangeng finally spots something that looks like Heechul and Zhou Mi underneath seven billion plastic and paper bags, approaching the restaurant they had agreed to meet in. Kyuhyun has already had to tell the waiter three times they are still waiting for more company, and they are both relieved that the escapade seems to be over and done with. Not that the amount of bags is calming, and Kyuhyun hopes dearly some of those are Heechul’s purchases and not everything comes out of their bank account.
“Hannie!” Heechul calls already from further away and with a sigh Hangeng gets up from his seat, approaching the two to take those masses of shopping bags off Heechul’s arms. Kyuhyun would get up and help Zhou Mi, too, but he knows from experience that it’s not needed, it’s actually near to impossible to peel those bags away from the other man when he’s all enthusiastic and excited about the shopping trip. So he just waits, sits at the table and grins at the display when Hangeng tries to listen to both Heechul and Zhou Mi. Heechul is obviously complaining loudly about the inadequate service in some shop, while Zhou Mi speaks in such rapid-fire Mandarin it’s impossible to catch even half of it, even with Kyuhyun’s improved skills.
Hangeng doesn’t look all too bothered, though, hiding away a small grin as he finally piles the shopping bags next to the table and helps Heechul off his coat. Zhou Mi plops down right next to Kyuhyun, leaning in to plant a small kiss on his lips. “We had so much fun!” He bursts out happily, having the decency to turn back to Korean from his mother tongue. “Just wait, once we’re home, I’ll show you every single thing we bought and I swear, you will love it all.”
“So is that all yours?” Kyuhyun asks what has been burning on his mind ever since he first spotted the two in the distance a few moments prior. “Please tell me we can still afford to buy food for the rest of the month?” Although he both looks and sounds serious, he knows that Zhou Mi can look straight through him. That is proven when the taller man reaches out and grabs his hand to twine their fingers. “Relax, Kui Xian. What Heechul carried, Heechul bought.”
“And Heechul bought a lot,” the man in question speaks up happily, looking quite proud of himself. It is obvious to anyone two minutes into knowing Heechul how much he loves shopping, and in Zhou Mi he has found someone as enthusiastic as he is. Sometimes Kyuhyun thinks that it’s a wonder those two didn’t end up together, the way they obsess over new trends and fashion together. Then again, it’s kind of nice to be the long suffering husband together with Hangeng while they both roll their eyes at their fashion addicts.
The waiter appears once again and finally they can place their orders, after Heechul has demanded long explanations on the dishes and their nutritional values, deciding on one after a painstakingly long process. Kyuhyun doesn’t really notice though, it’s always like this and besides, he is too busy toying with the ring on Zhou Mi’s finger. It’s not even conscious, a gesture so automatic and so familiar to them both.
A few minutes into the dinner the talk has turned from shopping to the babies, and once more Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi have to go through the whole process thus far, from the ultrasounds to the fact they think they’re going to have either football players or just really flaily kids judging by the amount of kicking they do. Zhou Mi spends a good ten minutes complaining how he doesn’t want his child to turn out a boxer, but it damn well feels like it’ll be one.
All in all, they’re happy though. Even if they’ll get a boxing football player kid. Throughout the whole meal Heechul and Hangeng bicker like the old married couple they’ve been ever since they met, and they have practically grown attached at the hip by now. So Zhou Mi doesn’t think his question is all that far fetched when he speaks up. “So when are you going to get babies?”
Hangeng nearly chokes on his drink. The next minute they have to spend trying to get him to calm down, while he hacks up a lung and tries not to pass out from the lack of air. Heechul’s reaction is less amusing, he simply snorts as he picks on his salad, selecting the next bite carefully before he guides it to his lips. “Never.” Is his curt reply. “Children are only bearable if they’re adults. And not always even then.”
Zhou Mi looks slightly hurt. If it was anyone else, Heechul would just shrug it off and go on about how he finds children completely off-putting, but he (like so many others) has never been good at resisting a pout on that specific face. Somehow Zhou Mi has a way to make everyone want to see him happy. So Heechul hurries to add. “I’m sure your kids will be pure sunshine. An exception to the rule, or something.”
It’s enough to make Zhou Mi smile. And everything is fine in the world again.
When they get home, Zhou Mi enthusiastically shows Kyuhyun what he bought. In the end there is one leopard printed item amongst the shoppings. But considering the fact that it’s a stuffed toy that is supposed to be a leopard, Kyuhyun lets it slide. There isn’t even much Hello Kitty. Instead, Kyuhyun realizes that they will have two of the most fashionably clothed babies in the world (or close enough).
Inwardly, he kisses his next paycheck goodbye. Or two next ones. Or three. But when he watches the happy glow on Zhou Mi’s cheeks, he thinks that maybe it’s not such a bad thing. Money is meant to be spent.
Though he’d have to attend the next shopping trip just to make sure they’d still afford their apartment afterwards.
If someone had told Kyuhyun that nine months is a short time, he would’ve laughed at them, cruelly. Now he realizes that nine months actually is a short time. Besides, they are told that if they make it to seven months they can consider themselves lucky. There are way too many complications and risks, and although sometimes Kyuhyun thinks ignorance is bliss he has read dozens of articles about it, trying to find out everything he can. The information makes his head swim and he thinks he could probably make a damn good doctor by now. Or at least a midwife.
They get lucky indeed and pass the six month mark. Twenty-four precious weeks, while every single day counts. As each day passes, Kyuhyun gets more and more nervous. He tries to force it down, knowing that it’s at least equally bad for Zhou Mi and he doesn’t need a panicking kid to take care of in addition to his condition. Most of the time he is fine, looking forward to what is to come. But sometimes he feels like all this anxiousness is suffocating him.
Looking at the way the growing children have twisted that lanky, gangly body by now, Kyuhyun isn’t all sure if Zhou Mi can actually handle those two little monsters leeching off him much longer. He is as thin as ever, except for where the two small bodies inside of his own are stretching him further. That, combined with the thin arms and long long legs creates an image that is both a little bit scary and endlessly fascinating. He should’ve known he would always think of Zhou Mi as an attractive person, but this even confirms it.
He is just scared. Scared since it almost looks like Zhou Mi’s spine could snap in half any moment, scared since he can’t do anything to help. Except for the chores he does already, trying to force the other man on the couch to rest whenever he can. He doesn’t even let Zhou Mi cook, although his own cooking is famous for being a huge failure. He can heat soup or stuff something into the microwave oven, but that is pretty much everything.
Zhou Mi insists that he won’t break. Kyuhyun forces him into bed anyway, bringing him all kinds of canned foods until Zhou Mi can’t take it anymore and sneaks into the kitchen in the middle of the night to cook something. He might not be the best cook in the world but compared to Kyuhyun he is a five star chef.
When Kyuhyun catches him in the act he only scolds him for a moment, before parking his butt at the table. He is hungry, too. And it makes Zhou Mi smile when he fills them both a full bowl of something – anything – self-made and warm instead of those frozen meals. Sometimes they end up in the middle of a food-war, noodles and veggies flying through the air and sticking to their hair, their clothes and pretty much everywhere. Sometimes they eat in silence, only exchanging soft smiles, occasionally kicking each other underneath the table. Sometimes they talk about everything and nothing. Sometimes, they forget the food and focus on each other.
Always, they enjoy every single second of it.
Kyuhyun wakes up with a start, his heart racing. He blinks several times, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Dark. It can’t be morning yet, the way it’s so smothering dark in the room, and one glance at the digital numbers of the clock confirm that. 03:48. It’s definitely no time to be awake, and Kyuhyun groans as he drops back into the mattress. He rubs on his eyes, rolling over in an attempt to get the blanket better on top of himself.
Then he hears it again.
The same sound that woke him up resonates through the apartment, a metallic pang that he can not quite identify. He tries to ignore it but then it sounds again, sending him upright in a split second. His eyes are used to the darkness enough that he can confirm the bed is empty, except for himself of course, and he begins to have his own suspicions on where the sound comes from.
Slowly he slides his feet on the floor, grimacing at how cold it is. It takes him three tries to find his slippers and when he pushes them on, he notices that the big toe of his right foot is peeking out. That damn dog, he thinks fondly, deciding to buy a pair of new slippers. For the dog to chew on, he was too fond of this pair to give up on it. With small steps he makes his way towards the kitchen, treading his fingers through the mess of hair that falls on his face continuously.
He stops in the doorway, blinking at the scene in front of him. There are pots and pans scattered all over the worktops, a kettle on the stove and some chopped vegetables… well pretty much everywhere. There is something in the mixer, something that looks like a healthy fruit smoothie or alternately just plain fruitmash. Even the oven seems to be on. There is also a small dog lying on the floor, watching everything from attentive eyes.
And in the middle of everything, there is Zhou Mi.
“What is going on?” Kyuhyun croaks, wincing a little at how undignified he sounds. He is still half-asleep, damnit, and by the looks of it he might as well be dreaming. What is this hurricane that has hit their kitchen? He didn’t really need an answer to that.
Zhou Mi smiles at him over his shoulder, briskly adding something into the kettle, before moving over to chop some spring onions. “Oh, Kui Xian, you should be sleeping! Don’t mind me. I just… well, I had a craving.”
“A craving?” Kyuhyun can’t believe his ears and he tilts his head a bit, looking at the other man like he has finally lost his mind completely. “What kind of a craving turns out kitchen to a battlefield?”
“Mashed potatoes and watermelon!” Zhou Mi announces, with a firm nod and almost angry chopping. Whatever those innocent spring onions did to him, he is at least taking revenge effectively. “That’s how it started.” And indeed there are some watermelon peels and even some slices of the fruit on a plate right next to where Kyuhyun is standing. “Then I started to feel like curry, so I decided to make some, since I am so hungry! It’s like I’m eating for three!”
Kyuhyun refrains from pointing out that he actually is eating for three. Besides, he doesn’t have the time to speak up before Zhou Mi goes on with his explanation. “Then, you know, you can’t really have curry without having mom’s apple pie for dessert. We don’t have any apples so I decided to just go for a peach pie instead. We had some canned peaches in the cupboard. They’re a bit old – something like half a year – but they still looked good and I decided to try. I put the rest of them into the mixer with some bananas we had, and I think it looks delicious. Oh and – ”
This time Kyuhyun doesn’t wait for him to finish but raises his hand, silencing the other man with an impatient gesture. “You do know it’s 4 am?” He asks (or more accurately, he groans), blinking in an attempt to keep his eyes open and focused. Zhou Mi just nods and beams at him. How can someone be this happy at friggin’ four am is beyond Kyuhyun’s comprehension.
For a second Kyuhyun eyes the chaos in the kitchen. He gives up then, heaving himself to sit on the nearest chair beside the table. “Give me some of that fruit mix thing.” He grumbles and in mere seconds he has a glass of bright orange health drink right in front of him. A moment later it is accompanied by a slice of fresh peach pie and Kyuhyun thinks that the peaches don’t taste any weird at all, old or not.
Kyuhyun watches Zhou Mi fuss over his half a dozen projects, obediently tasting everything he sets in front of him. Occasionally he offers snarky comments or useless advice, only to get his head slapped or more pie forced down his throat.
Later he realizes he’s been up for hours. It’s past six am and he is laughing at a stupid joke Zhou Mi just made. He thinks he is slowly going insane.
He doesn’t really mind.
When they reach thirty weeks it’s more than anyone thought they would get to. It’s seven and half months and that is already a victory in itself. Zhou Mi has been ordered to bed-rest for weeks now and he tries very hard to stay still. He watches TV, reads magazines and even actual books, listens to music, surfs online when he manages to steal away Kyuhyun’s laptop, flips through catalogues full of horrendously expensive designer items.
And is bored to death.
Zhou Mi has never been one to stay put for long, he loves being busy, doing things, living on an impulse. So being tied to bed – in the wrong way – has him more than frustrated. Kyuhyun is the one who has to live with that. He already knows how to take the annoyed grumbles and the severe moodswings. The only thing he still isn’t used to is the tears, and he doesn’t think he ever will. He can handle Zhou Mi complaining about the food, saying he’s so fed up with canned things they’re coming out of his ears. But as soon as the first tear appears in those big, clear eyes, he is lost.
Thankfully it doesn’t happen that often and Kyuhyun takes the annoyed, grumbling Zhou Mi over that anytime. Somewhere along the way, Zhou Mi has decided they have to talk about their day in the evening before sleep. That is how they always end up lying in the dark side to side, sometimes the bedside lamp still on. Sometimes Zhou Mi organizes his limbs and cuddles close to Kyuhyun, but it’s easier for him to lie on his back so he doesn’t do it every evening.
When he does, Kyuhyun secretly enjoys it. He never says anything, but he sneaks an arm around Zhou Mi’s shoulders, combs his fingers through his hair, toys with the sleeve of his shirt. It feels so different now that there is a huge belly between them, too, and sometimes it still startles him with its existence.
Zhou Mi’s voice is soft but carries through the darkness, breaking the comfortable silence they both settled in. “You know what, Kui Xian?” He doesn’t really even wait for the answer, all Kyuhyun manages is a soft noise in between, before he goes on already in a slightly annoyed tone. “If we’ll ever get more babies, you will be the mother.”
That now makes Kyuhyun snort and he turns his head a bit to look at the taller man, currently cuddling close with his head on his shoulder. “How so? I thought this was a sign from above. You know, it’s not like we didn’t give it chances to happen both ways. Still it’s you who got knocked up.”
“I think it’s highly unfair.” Zhou Mi frowns. “What makes me a better mother candidate than you? I think you would’ve made a perfect mother! And I can’t stand all this water gathering in my legs! They get ugly!” He whines, and Kyuhyun can’t help but to chuckle a bit. Of course, water in the legs. Zhou Mi hears the snort and protests instantly. “Hey, don’t get all smug on me mister! I swear I – ”
Kyuhyun shuts him up with a kiss. It’s as easy as ever and Zhou Mi practically melts into the contact, bringing his hand up to brush his fingertips over the younger man’s cheek. He doesn’t seem to remember he had anything to complain about anymore.
One kiss turns to two, two kisses turn to three, until they’re both out of breath and their lips are reddened by the contact. Kyuhyun is severely out of breath as he looks Zhou Mi in the eye, trying hard to focus on the words to get them out clearly enough. “Do you think we can? Even with the babies?” He knows that it is clear what he means, if not for any other reason then because his palm is resting in the small of Zhou Mi’s back suggestively.
“Let’s… just be careful?” Zhou Mi breathes out as he rolls on his back, pulling the younger man along. Kyuhyun barely has the time to grin before their lips meet again.
Already for some time it has been difficult for Zhou Mi to actually lie down on the couch properly, so their TV has found a new home in the bedroom, propped on a big cardboard box at the foot of the bed. Zhou Mi doesn’t even remember when he last left the room for more than a trip to the kitchen, the bathroom or once a week to see their doctor. He has resigned to his fate, and even their little dog gets a special permission to jump on the bed. Kyuhyun grumbles about it at first but a couple of days later he props a low chair next to it, just to make it easier for the dog to get on the bed with its short, stubby legs.
It becomes their favourite pastime. Zhou Mi takes up more than half of the bed, settled comfortably against a mountain of pillows and blankets. He is already flipping through channels when Kyuhyun appears in the room with the dog yapping at his feet, a huge bowl of ice cream balanced in his hands. He sneaks on the bed and settles next to Zhou Mi on his knees, handing the bowl to the other man to free his hands. Wordlessly he reaches down to scoop up the dog, and soon they have a happy ball of fur curled up at their feet.
Zhou Mi smiles at that, rewarding Kyuhyun with a soft peck on the lips as the younger man tries to find a good position, settling down in a half-lying position with his head resting on Zhou Mi’s shoulder. His hand finds its way to the other man’s huge belly and silently he strokes long fingers over it, never saying a single word. They share the bowl of ice cream and even only have one spoon after they realized they always ended up feeding each other more than eating themselves.
“The chocolate ice cream is mine!” Zhou Mi claims it instantly, digging the spoon into the cool mass to take the first mouthful. Before, he used to be the type to like the fruity ice creams, everything from mango and strawberry to pear and passion fruit. Now it is all about chocolate though, and he claims it’s the babies. They like chocolate ice cream and of course that explains why he needs to have it all.
Kyuhyun just hums, grinning as he snatches the spoon from Zhou Mi’s long fingers, sighing theatrically around a mouthful of the sweet, chocolaty mass. Zhou Mi frowns but he doesn’t even try to grab the spoon away before he is certain the other man got what he wanted. “Didn’t I just say it was for me?”
“I thought you said it were the babies who like the chocolate stuff?” Kyuhyun points out with one of his typical smirks, amusement dancing in his deep eyes. “Or am I wrong?”
“No.” Zhou Mi admits, but he is still pouting playfully. “You are incredibly mean, Kui Xian. Denying your own children their dosage of chocolate. What if they grow up to be twisted and psychotic now?”
Kyuhyun chuckles, settling back down against the other man, except this time he rests his head on Zhou Mi’s chest instead, closer to the bump of his stomach. “I’m sure they won’t get any more psychotic than they’d already be anyway.” He doesn’t get any further before there is a spoonful of ice cream right in front of his face – chocolate, he realizes contently – and with a happy little hum he closes his lips around the treat.
“You’re right.” Zhou Mi muses, tapping his lower lip with the spoon while thinking of the matter. “And with an uncle like Heechul they will grow up twisted anyway. I bet he is already looking forward to spoiling them rotten.”
“I thought Heechul didn’t like children?” Kyuhyun tilts his head until he can sneak a peek at the other man curiously.
Zhou Mi simply flashes him a smile. “That’s what he tries to make people believe. Trust me, he likes them.” Kyuhyun doesn’t question any further and doesn’t even demand to know where that piece of information comes from. He only makes a soft noise in acknowledgement, just barely getting it out before he is offered another spoonful of ice cream again.
They finish their icy treat in silence and a moment later Kyuhyun reaches to put the bowl on the nightstand. He leans back on his comfortable spot and yelps a little as Zhou Mi sneaks his cold fingers underneath his shirt to warm them up. Still he doesn’t pull away, only shudders palpably while his body tries to regain the heat it just lost. He can feel how Zhou Mi relaxes, how his fingers slowly get warmer again.
It’s such a slow moment they are almost drifting off, sleep lingering somewhere in the edges of their consciousness, alluring them. Zhou Mi has already closed his eyes when there is a soft hum in the room, making him open his eyes automatically. He doesn’t stir when he realized it’s coming from Kyuhyun, when the soft humming is strengthening and slowly turning to words. After a few minutes it’s not only silent notes, it’s clear words and Kyuhyun’s voice gets stronger the more confidence he gains.
It’s a simple lullaby, nothing fancy, and yet Zhou Mi could swear it’s the most beautiful song he has ever heard in his whole life. He closes his eyes again, focuses on the words lingering in the still air. He can feel how Kyuhyun is slowly stroking his stomach, brushing over his hipbone, shifting to press his ear against his chest to hear his heartbeats. It makes him smile and he could swear that his heart is about to burst with the sudden flood of emotion. Moments like this make him believe that yes, they can do this. They will do this.
Zhou Mi doesn’t want to disturb the delicate moment so he pretends he’s asleep. After the song ends Kyuhyun begins another one, going through the whole variety of lullabies he knows and moving smoothly over to romantic ballads. His smooth, satiny voice fills the still air and Zhou Mi thinks this is how he always wants to fall asleep.
That is the last thing on his mind before he sinks into the land of dreams. Even in his sleep he can hear Kyuhyun singing.
Kyuhyun has never been more scared in his life than when he hears he can’t follow into labour. It’s done surgically and he knows he would be just in the way, but it doesn’t mean he wouldn’t want to be there and hold Zhou Mi’s hand through it all. For all of fifteen minutes he lasts alone, biting his knuckles to calm down, but then he digs out his phone and flips through his contacts to figure out who he could call. Sungmin lives too far, he has to discard him instantly. As well as their parents.
Somehow, god only knows how, he ends up dialling Heechul’s number. Half an hour later he has a cup of strong coffee in his hand and a nagging Heechul telling him to stop worrying and start breathing. “It doesn’t help anyone if you pass out, moron. Seasoning needs you awake, not lying in bed with an IV drip!” He means well, everyone knows that, and Kyuhyun can’t help but smile weakly.
While Heechul is like a mother hen, Hangeng is like the steady rock in the ocean and already a reassuring smile from him calms Kyuhyun down a little bit. He allows the two to push him down on one of the uncomfortable chairs and sips his coffee obediently. His fingers are shaking and he feels like crying, although he would never admit that to anyone. He would rather throw himself off a building than admit how shaken he is.
It feels like days but in reality it’s less than four hours, before a smiling nurse appears in the waiting room. “You can go see them in a while. I’ll come get you then!” She congratulates him, and in his dazed state he forgets to ask if they now have girls or boys, all he gets is “both babies are healthy and everything went fine!” before the woman disappears again.
Kyuhyun doesn’t even realize he is grinning like an idiot before Heechul’s voice drags him back to reality. “Hey, Earth to Kyuhyun. Wipe that stupid smile off your face and give me a hug!” He orders and Kyuhyun is too fazed to even argue, he simply pulls Heechul into a bone-crushing hug. He doesn’t manage to get rid of his grin, though. There’s no way in hell.
After a quick phone call to his parents and Zhou Mi’s parents, he is finally ready to greet his family. Kyuhyun is practically glowing, ready to burst with pride. They made this happen. They survived the first obstacle course and now… well now they would just need to raise the children, make sure they would turn out responsible adults and wouldn’t injure themselves severely, watch over them until they would start their own lives. No biggie.
Zhou Mi is lying in bed, propped up against the headboard and he has a big roll of blankets in each arm. Except that each of those blanket-rolls is actually a baby, and Kyuhyun feels like fainting – again – already when he steps closer to them. Zhou Mi is smiling despite the tiredness, practically radiating happiness. And Kyuhyun is certain his own grin is big enough to break his face in half.
The first thing he does is steal a chaste kiss from Zhou Mi, bury his nose into those soft strands of hair and inhale that familiar scent deeply. Slowly he strokes his lover’s cheek with his thumb, runs his fingertips down his long neck. He doesn’t have any words for how happy he is that everything went fine, that Zhou Mi is fine, but he doesn’t even need to. The other man knows how he feels anyway. After another second he finally pulls back, swallowing as he gets ready to meet the new additions to the family.
The little girl looks so much like a girl-version of Zhou Mi that when Kyuhyun sees her the first time he laughs. The picture is complete from the long, scrunched up nose to the sweetly pursed lips, and Kyuhyun falls in love right then and there. The girl is awake, making unhappy gargling noises that fade when Kyuhyun softly touches her cheek.
“See! She smiled at you!” Zhou Mi’s excitement is palpable, and Kyuhyun doesn’t have the heart to tell him that babies don’t smile for real before they’re a couple of months old. Besides, somehow it seems fitting that Zhou Mi’s child would be born smiling. That’s what his mother says of him. So he smiles too, thinking that if his baby girl smiled at him, she definitely deserves to have the favour returned.
The little boy looks like Kyuhyun. That’s what Zhou Mi insists, but Kyuhyun can only see an adorable, wrinkly baby-face and can’t really see anything of himself there. Maybe when the boy grows older? He doesn’t know, and he doesn’t even really care since he knows that the babies are gorgeous and perfect, ten little fingers and ten little toes, everything he ever wanted. Everything he could’ve asked for.
They sit there until the nurses come and try to shoo Kyuhyun out, insisting it’s the time for the babies to get some food. After a little bit of pleading and two sets of begging puppy eyes later, Kyuhyun is allowed to stay and the two feed their babies for the first time, together. Kyuhyun has troubles balancing the bottle but the little girl doesn’t seem to mind. Zhou Mi is a natural, grinning at Kyuhyun as he sways the little boy in his arms.
It feels surreal. And they both know they will get tired of feeding and changing diapers and listening to baby-screams but right now, everything feels like magic.
It takes surprisingly little effort for them to settle into a routine. They are constantly exhausted, they never get enough sleep or a proper moment for themselves, they worry too much and they still need to learn the babies won’t break so easily. They get used to the smell of poop and puke. They take turns to calm down the crying children in the middle of the night. They have frantic visits to the doctor, too enthusiastic friends and overprotective grandparents.
They laugh. They live. They love. Zhou Mi sings to the babies in Chinese, Kyuhyun sings to them in Korean. Sometimes they sing together in a mix of both languages.
Eventually, that is the only thing that matters. They started this the same way they will finish this.
Together.
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3. *laughs* okay that now made me laugh XD I thought Kyu was being an ass or something. Maybe being mean to Mimi and Sungmin as a good friend was there to defend him XD but that's much more fun!
4. Yeah it does. Computer fingers XD Mine are always cold though. haha yes! My dad does it too and omg it's so horrible when you get two huge icy palms on your back! D: I now want that Kyu-waterbottle!
6. GIVE ME SOME SUGGESTIONS THEN! Or do you want me to name the boy after you? XD
9. YOU ARE TOO GOOD TO ME BB ;___; ILU ♥ YOU DO KNOW I'LL WRITE YOU (ALMOST) ANYTHING YOU WANT, TOO?
10. YES VIDEO CAMERA YES!
13. haha aww but I love that! How to tame your Kyubb XD *laughs* maybe he will XD Or maybe Kyu will just throw in another snarky remark. But he does have wider hips 8D *laughs* Kyu deserves it, one way or another!
14. OKAY THAT MIGHT BE IT! Good explanation. YOU WRITE THE PREGNANT SEX! You'd be better at it than me anyway XD But if you write the pregnant!kyu sex I suppose I could do the pregnant!mi sex... pff.
15. Green penis sounds like an alien penis, really. Kind of scary. LEMONS ARE SO... round? Short and thick. (OMG that reminds me of a discussion with my mother... *language switch* oltiin Berliinissä ja käytiin äitin kanssa jossain huolttarin vessassa, ja siellä oli jotain kortsumainoksia seinällä. niissä mainoksissa oli aina hedelmän päälle rullattuna se mainostettava kumi ja niitä oli erilaisia mainoksia eri hedelmillä. ja meidän keskustelu:
minä: mulla on täällä kurkun kuva!
äiti: mulla on sitruuna
minä: mullon pidempi kun sulla
äiti: no mut mullon ainakin paksumpi!
minä: >:(
äiti: voitin! 8D
...joo)
...where were we? Yes. Tragic green penises. HONEY MELON IS KINDA HUGE. AND PINEAPPLE IS STUDDED. hmmm I wonder if Mimi would like his Kyu with a huge pineapple..? *DEAD*
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3. Poor Kyubb's pain makes you laugh? XD He is not pleased. Telling Sungmin his ass is fat is nice then? XD Yes it's more fun that way XD
4. Computer fingers, yes XD My eternal tormentor. I at least have Yesung-hands so it's not so cruel when I attack my friends and try to revive my fingers under their shirt XD I want one too D:
6. I WILL, UMM BUT I HAVE SO MANY. OH THAT WOULD BE COOL 8D I'd be a qmi lovechild, at last XD My lifelong dream.
9. YOU WROTE ME HENRY/KYUBB, SO I SHOULD ;__; ILU2 ♥ I KNOW, YES, AND I SHAMELESSLY MISUSE IT BY BEGGING FOR HENRY-PR0N
10. YES. BECAUSE THEY REFURE TO RELEASE ANY OF THEIR OWN SEX TAPES, I MUST TAKE FURTHER MEASURES. FOR GREATER GOOD, I SWEAR.
13. It would be a great movie/document XD Ooh, maybe XD Yeah, he might not be as hormonal as Mimi was. Almost anyone has wider hips than Mimi, though XD Yes, that's true *laughs*
14. I CAN'T HELP BEING SO ADORABLE, SO IT'S NOT MY FAULT. It is. WELL, BUT, I D: I beg to disagree :| And I am writing pregnant sex, whether you ask for it or not XD They already had sex, though, but it was all like "AND THEN THEY WERE ON THE COUCH ALL NEKKID OK GOODBYE I DON'T FEEL LIKE WRITING PR0N". Because I am a tease. YES. That would only be fair.
15. Alien penises only remind me of Donghae. Maybe Donghae has a cucumber, who knows. Haha, yes XD (Aaa, ei hyvä jumala, kiva lukea tota koulun kirjastossa ku piti purra huulta etten olis alkanu nauramaa äänee XD Kuolen)
Tragid green penises also remind me of that one epic fic where Kyuhyun wasa green pepper. HONEY MELON IS KINDA... YEAH. BUT MIMI LIKES STUDS, YES
even though Kyubb is hardly a stud by any standars, but yeahHmm at least then we'd know who'd be topping all the time, because no one (hopefully) wants a pineapple up their ass. Which sorta reminds me of this one pic, now that we are talking about pineapples and stuff.The guy with the pineapple is Jepha from The Used and the rest of the people are from My Chemical Romance XD *runs off*
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4. My hands are quite medium sized I guess. They're icy anyway XD Damnit, where to buy BBQ hot water bottles? D:
6. haha okay I can name the boy after you if you want, no problem XD Then the girl needs a name too! And the newborn, maybe... hmmm. Anyone else we wanna name qmi babies after? XD
9. YOU AND YOUR LOVE FOR HENRY-P0RN >:( Then again I am constantly begging for Mimi-p0rn so I guess we're equally bad XD
10. I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK! ♥
13. He might be hormonal but not in the exact same way XD I can see Mimi going from 8DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD to ;______________; in a second while Kyuhyun just kind of grumbles and pretends to be grumpy and hides all that. Mimi's hips are so narrow... like in the human juicer game where he walked through it while others went through sideways!
14. THAT NOW MADE ME LAUGH. That's the kind of p0rn I wrote for the first years I was in fanfiction XD Always all "and then they got rid of their clothes and okthxbye" x) I CAN ONLY PROMISE I TRY. WTH is this with more and more p0rn fics to write? XD
15. Donghae certainly has a cucumber. And quite impressive one at that XD (No joo-o! Meillä on aina äitin ja isän kanssa mielenkiintosia keskusteluja. Muistan joskus kun repesin ihan totaalisesti, oltiin autolla menossa jonnekin ja isää ärsytti edessä ajava auto, niin se vaan totes "Siellä on joku Audi-kuski, jolla ei seiso muuta kun ajatukset." ja koeta siinä sit pitää pokkaa kun vanhemmat heittää puolihärskiä läppää!)
I love that green pepper fic! Love love! Kyuhyun was so adorable there! ;___;♥ I wanna read it again. MIMI DOES LIKE STUDS. AND HE IS BLINDED BY LOVE SO HE THINKS KYUBB IS A STUD TOO. Or maybe Kyubb really has a pineapple and Mimi KNOWS there are studs hidden there. BUT WE CAN'T HAVE THAT >:( MIMI WANTS KYU TO TOP TOO. and OMG THAT PICTURE! I AM DYING!
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4. I like to say that I have Yesung-hands, it makes me feel better about myself XD *sobs* I don't know, unfortunately D: Probably from the same place that sells those osm jackets
6. Go ahead bb XD I don't know that many girl names, tbh, since I don't listen to any girl groups XD
except in secretAnd uh, so, I don't have any female biases XD Except Amber Liu, but as you can see, she doesn't have a Korean name. She's Taiwanese actually. Surely Henry's female, um, vastike? XD9. BUT THERE IS SO LITTLE PORN WITH HIM, AND HE HAS BEEN MY BIAS FOR SO LONG D: We are, yes XD
13. Only in the bitchy and horny way? XD Haha, that is so easy to imagine, really XD Mimi is a lucky guy, in so many ways *sigh*
14. I'M FUNNY, SO OF COURSE. Pfft, my first pr0n was pretty much straightforward and all... pr0n XD OH YAY. I don't know, really XD
15. Haha, oh yes, impressive cucumber XD (Ai juma, nauran taas kuollakseni täällä XD Onneks oon sentään kotona)
It was so awesome, and Kyuhyun was all pure love ;___; I adore people who can make afic out of __anything. I read it too often, really, but it's so good. BLINDED MY ALL THE BLING IN HIS MISS CHIC OUTFIT. Hmm, that could be an option too. Hidden studs sound like... These trees in amazon and they have these fruits that explode and spew spikes. WELL, THAT'S TRUE TOO :/ ME TOO. THOUGHT I SHOULD SHARE THE DYING.
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4. *laughs* fine by me XD Yesung-hands isn't a bad thing at all, at least! Hmh. I swear in one of my billion unfinished fics I'll make Mimi have a hot water bottle with Kyuhyun's face on it.
6. So how did you write it, once more? So I won't typo the name XD That'd be sad. haha yes, Henry's female equivalent x) Hmmh should the girl get a Chinese name then? I'm really, really bad coming up with names D:
9. THERE'S NOT _THAT_ MUCH MIMI-P0RN EITHER >:/ so Henry is your bias number one? We never talked about this in depth. List me your favorites, in order! XD
13. Yes, in the bitchy and horny way XD Doesn't that sound like Kyuhyun? I think it does XD Did you see the human juicer? It's epic!
14. YOU ARE CORRUPTING ME I SWEAR.
as if I could be corrupted any further anyway...15. I STILL REMEMBER THAT PIC WHERE YOU SEE UNDER HIS SKIRT! (Jotain hyvää sentäs XD Meidän perheessä tätä riittää!)
I am so jealous, I wanna write so well I could pull off a green pepper fic too ;___; I love it. MIMI LOVES ALL THE BLING BLING! (why do I now wanna write a Eunhyuk/Mimi fic? I don't even like the pair but I'm thinking of Perfection and the "let me show you all my bling bling" line XD) *laughs* Kyuhyun's hidden studs XD But it'd be tragic if the studs would explode and spurt out spikes at a wrong moment XD so maybe no tudded Kyu-peen for Mimi. Kyu will need to have just a regular honey melon or something. mmmh honey~ YOU ARE SO MEAN DAMNIT! x)
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4. People tell me they think my hands are cute XD I don't want to be cute, though ;__; Why can't I be manly *sobs* Oh god, you are epic. I will laugh myself to death while reading that XD
6. Um, it's Cheolhyun *laughs* 절휸 in hangul x) *showing off* Yes, but really, Amber is so... *incoherency* But eh, she looks like a boy (for the longest time, I thought she was a boy and nearly had a heart attach when I learned that she was actually a girl called Amber) so I dunno, does that make me particularly gay? XD I dunno, I suck at names, too D: I don't know anything about Chinese names. I just know that Mi is a boys' and girls' name XD
9. TRUE, TRUE. WORLD NEEDS MORE P0RN ABOUT MIMI AND HENRY :/ Well, he USED to be my number one bias XD Then Mimi happened. What, that is so difficult! They are all my favourites *sobs* XD But uh, some are more precious than others... Number one is Mimi. Then is Henry, only a little bellow Mimi. Then, um. Kyuhyun and Sungmin, can't decide between them. I might like Kyuhyun a tad more, just because of Qmi *shot*. Then Geng. Siwon. Yesung. Ryeowook. And Kibum (I have no idea why :| He's cute, idk). Then the rest of them are pretty much on the same line. Except Heechul because I can't decide with him :| Sometimes I think he is a bit childish and what not.
13. The best way XD It does, yes XD I've only seen pics before, but not the video 8D *watches* Awwwh, Kyubb! XD And Mimi, what is this, you beanpole! XD
14. MAYBE, MAYBE.
That is probably true15. WHAT, WHOSE SHIRT? ;__; (Totta, totta XD Riittäispä meidänki perheellä XD) Me too ;___; I only write horribly faily fics about Qmi chopsticks *sobs* HE DOES 8D That is so wrong because SHINee's one member is called bling bling XD I do not want to pair him with Mi. (Haha, it's a good plot bunny XD I've read Eunhyuk/Mi! It was kinda weird.) Yes XD You don't know ho hard I laughed today while I was walking at our main mall and there was a stud on the floor XD Kyuhyun is already dropping parts. Or then Mimi has been around. Yes, that is true XD Mimi wouldn't wanna risk it. It's better that way. Haha, honey melon it is then XD Honey is good with tea! I AM, I KNOW x)
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4. But cute is good, too! Not everyone needs to be manly. I'm probably manlier than half of my male friends XD I SWEAR I WILL. MIMI NEEDS HIS HOTWATERKYU.
6. *notes down* okay the boy is named now 8D *whines* but I need a name for the girls still! Since I just decided the newborn will be a girl, too. haha maybe, I dunno? XD I don't even know her! *uneducated*
9. haha Mimi happened XD I like how that sounds. I was all "ME NEVER LIKE SUJU EVER" and then... Mimi happened. Sad, really XD Oh I like your list! It's hard to make a list, I know, but I'm a list-maker. Seriously, I could live off of writing lists XD *weird* Mimi is my number one too! *surprise!* and Kyuhyun is a strong second. Then it gets hazy since I love them all. I have soft spots for Henry, Wookie, Siwon, Geng... okay I think I can list them all here D: I'm not always sure what to think of Yesung somehow. And Heechul sometimes scares me but I think he's awesome nevertheless x) I might be able to squeeze out a list if I tried hard but it'd take long XD
13. I love how Kyubb runs away and tries to get away with it *laughs* and when he goes through, Mimi follows! Though poor Mimi was squeezed through the wrong way XD
15. SKIRT, NOT SHIRT XD from the single ladies performance. (Sun pitäis vaan muuttaa itä-suomeen XD parhaimpia hetkiä on me kun mummo kertoo härskejä vitsejä XD) YOUR FICS NO FAIL >:( Is called bling bling? XD Oh god what is that for a name? XD (I read one or two and they were good but at the same time it felt too weird...) I would've laughed too if I had seen a stud on the floor XD Kyuhyun and Mimi are everywhere! Honey melons are still quite big but whatever Kyubb is huge! 8D
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4. I guess so. So my part in this cruel world is to fall into the same category with Min and Mimi instead of Siwon? XD Oh, go you! XD I only have one male friend but I lose to him *sobs* I'm manlier than most of my female friends? OH MY GOD, HOTWATERKYU. THE BEST WORD EVER.
6. YAY I'M A QMI LOVE CHILD *delirious* 8D Um.... *googles girl group names* Sunyoung [sonjong]? That's kinda pretty. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR MORE D: You need to google her XD
9. Well, yes XD Awwh, but how could anyone resist Mimi? XD I'm glad my list pleases you 8D Listing stuff is fun, but this was difficult XD Yay for Mimi being number one 8D I had the same problem D: I like Yesung a lot, since he is weird and we are hand twins XD I sorta think we'd get along well. You should because I had to, too XD
13. It was realyl cute, yes *laughs* Hmm, due to my mistyping skills, I came to notice that laughter is like... lau-ghter? I SEE HENRY IN EVERYTHING *shot* It kinda blows that there is this one Asian guy in my grade and his surname is Au and he kinda looks like Henry and it bothers me XD Poor Mimi just slipped through like nothing XD
16. OH, RIGHT XD Sorry, for me it's really difficult to separate those words, dyslexic as I am. Yes, that image is forever burned in my mind XD (Ilmeisesti XD Oho, no sitten ainaki XD) SO YOU SAY >:( Well, it's his nickname, sorta XD He's Jonghyun really. (It felt like cheating on Qmi more than ever) Probably XD They are, yes! I agree! 8D
NOW I GOTTA RUN AGAIN XD ANSWERING THE REST OF YOUR COMMENTS... SOMETIME.
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4. Well I don't know if it's such a bad thing XD I prefer Mimi to Siwon anyway! My friend and I just had a talk today that if neither of us are married when we turn 50, I will propose to him and we get married. He wants to be the bride though so I need to man up by then. You win XD I WANT A HOTWATERKYU TOO BUT I THINK MIMI WON'T ALLOW IT ;___; And I just watched a video where Kyubb was freezing his precious fingers off and now I think he needs a HOTWATERMIMI.
6. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW!? XD That is kind of nice, yes. I'll put it into consideration. More? XD
9. Listing isn't always easy but it's fun XD Mimi deserves the number one spot. Yes. If you write me a list where you put all 15 of them into order I will do the same for you XD
13. YOU HENRY ADDICT YOU. though I'm getting more and more addicted too ;___; haha you should just jump that dude then! XD Mimi is so awesome. Though he could gain a bit, he's quite thin x)
15. No worries XD haha but Donghae's skirt is already a legend. (Minähän sanoin XD Ei tuu just nyt esimerkkiä mieleen mut joo.) I KNOW SO >:( haha okay XD (it did!)
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4. Well, yeah XD I do, too 8D Haha, that's good then XD I actually made a new years promise to kiss a boy this year (because as gay as I get, I've only kissed a bunch of girls *laughs) and at first, my friend said he would kiss me if I won't get anyone by next new year, but then we decided it would just be too awkward so now I have to find someone or I'm doomed XD MIMI WHY WON'T YOU LET US HAVE HOTWATERKYUS? ;___; awwh, I haven't seen that! HOTWATERMIMI, YES.
6. OF COURSE I AM XD Uh, I have none XD I would google some but there is some girl sitting on this table because there is so little sitting space here and it's making me paranoid and nervous and I don't want to do anything right now :| Also, with my luck, I'll accidentally touch her leg/ass while reaching for the mouse. Yes.
9. Yes, that's true XD He does 8D Oh crap, well, guess a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do? XD
13. I CAN'T HELP IT, REALLY. Hahaha, no one can resist Henry 8D Um, maybe not XD Writing this is highly awkward since he is currently sitting less than two meters away from me on a sofa XD Why is this my life? *sobs* He is! Yeah, he could get some meat on his bones x) But maybe he just doesn't gain waight? Some people are naturally skinny and won't gain weight even if they eat like crazy.
15. Okays XD I will probably misread/mistype a lot of stuff in the future, so be prepared XD It is, yes! AS ALWAYS, HUH? >:( But they all have weird nicknames, that guy is bling bling Jonghyun, their leader is, uh, dubu Onew (dubu is a type of Japanese tofu), their rappers are Almighty Key (he's Kim Kibum, too, but because it's such an usual name, he's just called Key) and flaming charisma Minho XD oh, and their maknae (who is a year older than me!) is just... maknae Taemin XD SHINee, lyhyt oppimäärä.
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4. Aw good luck with that ;) I'm sure you'll find someone so you don't need to get things awkward with your friend XD MIMI IS TOO POSSESSIVE ;___; SO IS KYUBB THO.
6. *laughs* She would think you're making a move on her x) Damnit. Why is it so hard to name babies? D: I FAIL. AND THIS FIC WILL NEVER BE FINISHED *SOBS*
9. Yes! XD Me and
13. He probably is one of those people who can eat like mad and never gain. At least there are pictures and videos of him eating so it's not like he starves himself completely x)
15. I am prepared! And now I am thinking of the Lion King and Scar's Be Prepared XD I love Scar ♥ Okay and those are some damn weird names *laughs* SHINee, lyhyt oppimäärä XD Nauroin. Minen tiedä niistä mitään, jos ollaan ihan rehellisiä x) Kuulin pari biisiä eikä oikeen iskeny.
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4. Haha, thanks ;) I sure do hope so XD BUT IT'S BEEN THREE MONTHS ALREADY, I ONLY HAVE... 9 LEFT. Poor me XD THEY BOTH ARE. WORKS FOR THEM, BUT MAKES IT HARDER US *bricked*
6. Hopefully not XD I don't really know her, besides having taken the same theatre course as her, and as far as I'm concerned, she's dating. But luckily nothing happened XD I don't know, really D:
9. Damn, should I do that too? x) It would take a forever, though.
13. He's seriously too lucky. Tall, naturally skinny, long legs, pretty face,
hot boyfriendetc *sobs* Yeah, it looks like he eats properly x) But he's nothing compared to that ex-guitarist of Kill Hannah. He is so skinny it's not even funny. Like when in their documentary he is without his shirt and bends down, his hips jut out in this really weird angle and just D: Mimi is a freaking weightlifter compared to Jonny.15. Good, good XD I can't remember anything about Lion King, sorry XD Except Timon and Pumba XD They are, really XD Especially flaming charisma Minho. Olin taas hauska XD Mä kuuntelin niitä aiemmin paljon, mut se on vähä jääny x) No, ei kaikesta voi pitää, right? :D
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4. 9 MONTHS IS A LIFETIME! YOU CAN DO IT! XD Pfft those possessive things ;__; We just want a little bit. Or then just to watch them.
9. You should! 8D And then we can compare lists XD
13. *laughs* you have no idea how much I grinned at the "hot boyfriend" part XD Kyu and Mimi are both lucky like that. haha it sounds so weird saying Mimi is a weightlifter compared to anyone x)
15. LION KING IS EPIC! ;___; YOU SHOULD ADORE IT. Olit, ilmeisesti XD Totta, totta. Jotkut livejournal-kavereista on ihan obsessoituneita, mutta joo... ei kiinnosta tarpeeks x)
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4. At first I was confused and wondered whether we are talking about mpreg again, but... XD Not then. But yes, I do hope so XD Yes, they want each other all to themselves ;__; I'd be fine with just watching.
9. I did lists! XD During my maths test, instead of sobbing and trying to undesrand the problems, but yes. I did four XD I just listed my favourites and then the who I find the hottests, cutests and uh, prettiest XD
13. But it's true XD They are both very lucky, yes. And I'm unlucky and forever alone *sobs* But it's true, really *nods* just look at him ;___; especially the last photo.
15. I GET THAT A LOT D: Maybe I should watch it again. Mm, kyllä XD Eihän sille mitään voi x) Ei SHINee niin kauheen hyvä ole, tbh.
p.s. you need to listen to this XD I don't know if you listen to Blink-182 but this is funny and sticks to your head like glue http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5gSq5QIxmE *runs way*
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4. Well we could be talking about mpreg too if you want XD I still should write that sequel. Writing the first one was so much fun! They're greedy but yes, I'd be fine watching too.
9. Whooo! Now you just have to finish the lists, or did you write a full top15?
15. ALL DISNEY IS EPIC. Or almost all. Anyways. On ne ihan söpöjä x) Mut siihen se sit jääkin.
OMG LAUGHING. AND IT'S STUCK IN MY MIND NOW.
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4. Mpreg is always a relevant topic, these days XD YOU SHOULD 8D I should get going with my preggers!Kyubb too ;___; Watching would be just fine, really. At least I'd see Mimi naked *bricked to death*
9. Yeah, I did a full top15, because I had time on my hands XD Maybe we should swap lists, just to see how they differ? 8D Mine are quite surprising at some places XD
Like with my unexplainable Kibum bias which raises its head every now and then15. YES, THAT IS CORRECT. Well, yes, there are some things that could have been left undone. On ne melko, paitti Minho näyttää jonkun verran sammakolta XD Ja jostain syystä oon aina ollut sitä mieltä, et tykkäisin Taeminista enemmän, jos se oliski nainen. Ei mitään hajua, et miks XD
IT'S THE BEST THING EVER. BLINK IS BRILLIANT. And it's sort of awkward when it's stuck in my head and I start randomly singing it around the house XD Or in the school's computer class while I'm listening to it and forget that other people exist too.
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9. YES. We should swap lists definitely XD Mine keep on changing slightly though.
15. True x) Uhm, minä en ees tiedä kuka niistä on kukakin XD Ja miltä ne näyttää ja niin eespäin. Ne on vaan random nimiä XD
haha I can understand that! XD Happens to me too sometimes with totally random songs. Like this x)
WHY ARE ALL OUR COMMENTS SO LONG NOW. I was trying to find the shorter ones to reply first XD and these chains are getting ridiculously long.
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9. Should we like... Post them on our journals or something? XD I don't know about mine, it's so hard to say because I can't decide between some of them XD I don't want anyone of them to be the last on my list! * enthusiastic fan*
15. SHINee: Lyhyt oppimäärä ulkonäöstä XD Minholla on isot, ulkonevat silmät ja näyttää sammakolta. Onew on... Onew ja sillä on kolmas käsi housuissa (I shit you not, sun pitää oikeesti nähdä kuvia, Mimibulge jää siinä helposti kakkoseks) ja ömm XD Taemin on nätti ja mua vuoden vanhempi ja yleisesti jailbait tai ainaki vielä hetken aikaa. Jonghyun on lyhyt ja sillä on isot silmät ja nenä. Sort of. Ja Key on vaan... Key XD Vähän sellanen mimimäinen tapaus. Nyt tiedät tarkalleen, miltä ne näyttää.
God, I'm so scared to click that XD I'm listening to some quality songs and that's probably some really creepy song that will never leave me alone XD *clicks anyway* NOOOOO NOT THAT SONG XD AND IT ONLY REMAINDS ME OF SIWON AND HIS... HERSEYNESS? wtf that's not even a word XD
I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THE SAME THING. And I always try to do that too XD But they're all epicly long. They are, every time I forget something and try to go back to the chain to see what we were talking about, the messages are about an millimeter wide which makes it kinda difficult to read them XD
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15. Nauroin XD En tiedä tunnistaisinko tuon perusteella ketään mutta ainakin sain hyvät naurut XD Pitäis vissiin joskus googlettaa tai jotain mut... jooo x)
NOW IT REMINDS ME OF SIWON TOO. That song haunts you even when you're dead, I swear.
The comments are epically long because we are epic XD I swear! XD
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15. No mut se on tärkeintä, eikö? XD Voihan sitä, mut ei se varmaan mikään pakko oo, jossei vaan kiinnosta x)
It does. AND SO DOES SIWON, THAT HORSEY
I'm lauging because horsey is pronounced the same way as horseaMAN.That's most likely true XD Epic things happen to epic people.