Like Mother, Like Son | SMG ~ Hyunsik
phrase(s): 31; “I have found your mini-me” & 46; “I love it when he falls asleep on me”
“Mingi! Mingi?” you called, “Mingi? Hyungsik?”
“Shhh!” a panicked cry came.
You cringed, realising the mistake you might have made as you tip-toed your way to the nursery. Sure enough, there stood Mingi walking back and forth, a sleeping baby on his shoulder.
“I mean, I love it when he falls asleep on me,” Mingi chuckled, “but I don’t know how to put him down.”
You giggled, “do you want me to take him? Just to lay him down.”
Mingi smiled, nodding slightly as you took the four-month-old baby from his arms, bouncing him gently before laying him into his cot, Mingi staying by your side to take his son’s small hand when he started whining a little bit.
“Do you think he’s alright now?” Mingi asked, voice in a whisper.
You nodded, smiling at your husband’s infatuated gaze towards your son, “I think he’s fine, Minnie. Come and have dinner.”
“In a minute,” he said, “I’ll just stay with him a little bit longer to check.”
You smiled, running a hand through your husband’s hair, “don’t be too long, mkay?”
Mingi nodded as you left the room, going to plate up your’s and Mingi’s dinner.
Soon after you’d heated the plates up, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist.
“You’re too tall to do that, Minnie, I’ve already told you,” you laughed, turning your head to see your husband crouched slightly with his arms around your waist.
Mingi shrugged, “it’s romantic, Y/N.”
“It’s uncomfortable, Mingi,” you laughed, pulling away to put the plates on the table, Mingi suddenly grabbing you after you had and pulling you into a hug.
“Is this comfortable?”
You hummed, relaxing into his arms as he started swaying back and forth, “very.”
You stayed like this for a few minutes before Mingi chuckled.
“Hmm?” you asked, to tired to actually ask what he was laughing at.
“I think I’ve found your mini-me,” Mingi smiled, “this is exactly what Hyunsik did about half an hour ago.”
“Good to know he’s got some of my genes, then,” you hummed, eyes still closed as your face rested in Mingi’s comfortable chest.
“Come on, let’s eat and then we can go and actually cuddle,” Mingi chuckled, rubbing circles on your back, “come on baby.”
You came out of his chest and sat at the table, Mingi sitting beside you.
“Love you, Minnie,” you hummed, kissing Mingi’s forehead softly as he took his first bite of food.
Mingi smiled, patting your head, “love you too, baby.”