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Minho the Babysitter

Pairings: Minho x female!Reader, Minho & kid!character

Rating: T

Genre: Dad!Minho, babysitting, fluff, cuteness overload, Uncle!Stray Kids, single mother!reader

Summary: It was supposed to be his day off, but when Y/N called him in a panic because her babysitter was sick, Minho didn't hesitate to offer to babysit her son, Kija, for the day.

After all, what better way to spend his time off than spoiling the kid who he adores almost as much as the kid's mother?

Word Count: 5.5k

A/N: Hehehe did someone say more Minho and Kija? TYSM for so much love on the original fic (Baby Matchmaker) for this! You don't have to read it to understand this one, the first fic just talks about how Reader and Minho got together :3 Enjoy!

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Today was Minho's day off. Not a weekend, just a regular weekday where he got to relax for once.

He had plans to go by Y/N's place this evening and make a nice dinner for her, but until then, he planned on relaxing, maybe going to visit his cats, sleeping in-

So why was his phone going off?

Minho grumbled, tempted to ignore it, but ultimately deciding against it. He fumbled for his phone and glared at the bright screen, eyes coming into focus so he could finally read the name.

Y/N.

His brain snapped into focus, immediately pushing himself up in bed as he answered the phone. “Hello?” He said, voice still thick with sleep. He cleared his throat.

“Minho, hey, I'm so sorry for waking you up,” Y/N started rattling, “but Misoon texted me and said she has a fever, and I can't stay home from work because I have a big meeting today with a new client. Could you possibly watch Kija? I know it's your day off, but I don't have anyone else to ask, I'm sorry. If you can't, it's okay-”

“Y/N,” Minho interrupted softly, “I can watch him.”

“Are you sure?” She asked softly.

“Of course,” he replied firmly, already moving out of his bed to start getting dressed. “How soon do you need me there?”

She sighed in relief. “Seriously, thank you, and don't rush. I texted my boss and told her I have a babysitter mishap, she knows I may be a little late.”

“I'll be there as soon as I can,” he told her.

“Okay, okay,” she whispered, still sounding slightly frantic. “Thank you, seriously.”

“It's not a problem. See you in 15.”

Minho quickly breezed through getting dressed, quickly brushing his teeth and his hair before he was zipping out the door.

The drive over was familiar at this point. Minus the early morning traffic, it was quick and easy, and soon he was parking his car and heading inside.

When he made it up to her apartment, Y/N instantly opened the door, a look of pure relief on her face.

“Thank you,” she said, leaning in to kiss him, “seriously.”

His expression softened. “You know I love Kija, too, it's not a hardship to watch him.”

“I know, but it's your day off, and it's last minute, and I just-” she takes a deep breath as he steps inside and shuts the door behind him.

Kija is in his high chair, happily finishing his breakfast when he spots Minho. He screeches excitedly and smacks his hands into the surface.

Minho grinned and waved at him. “Hi Kiki.” He looked back at Y/N. “What do you need help with so you can leave?”

She looked at him with pleading eyes. “Can you help him finish his food and clean him up please?”

He nodded. “Of course.”

She kissed his cheek. “Thank you,” she said before quickly heading back to her bedroom to finish getting ready.

Minho walks over to Kija, who's staring at him and babbling excitedly. “Alright aegiya, let's finish this cereal, yeah?”

With minimal prompting, Minho gets Kija to finish his food and have a bit more to drink before wiping down his face and lifting him out of his highchair.

Y/N came speed walking out of her room, then, looking more put together while also carrying Kija's bag. “I have his schedule in there, toys, blankets, snacks.” She came up beside him and set the bag down on the table to show him what was inside. “I also put a spare key for the apartment in this side pocket.” She glanced over at him. “You're welcome to just hang out here with him if you want. Then you don't have to worry about food or having the right cups or anything like that.”

Minho shifted Kija on his hip. “Is it okay if I take him to the dorms?”

Her eyes widened. “I mean, if you want to. I trust you with him, obviously. I just didn't want you to feel like you had to leave, especially since I already have so much of the supplies here.”

Minho blushed slightly. “I may or may not have some toys and blankets for Kija at my place already, too.”

Y/N gaze softened and she leaned in to kiss his cheek again. “You're so sweet.” She smirked knowingly. “You saw cute baby stuff and couldn't resist could you?”

He huffed. “It's harder to now that I actually know a kid I could give the stuff to.”

Y/N giggled at that. “Well, you'll have to send me pictures of him with his new toys.”

“I can do that,” Minho replied fondly.

“Do you have any questions about his stuff?” She asked, looking through the bag again to make sure everything was there.

“I don't, but if I do, I can just text you, or even Misoon,” he reassured her. “We'll be fine.”

She nodded, taking a deep breath. “Alright, okay. I trust you, I promise, this morning has just been… a lot.” She glanced at her phone and sighed. “And I don't know when the next train comes to my stop, but I've definitely missed my first one.”

“Let me drive you to work,” Minho told her.

Y/N opened her mouth to protest, but paused before finally letting her shoulders relax. “I'd really appreciate that, thank you Minho.”

He smiled fondly, leaning in to kiss her softly. “Of course jagi. You ready to go then?”

After doing another double check to make sure she had all of her stuff, and Kija did, too, they finally headed downstairs and back out to the car.

Kija sat happily in the backseat, holding his tiger plushie in one hand, and a toy car in the other.

The drive to her work wasn't very long, much quicker than waiting on the train. Y/N sighed softly, gathering up her stuff before turning to look at Minho seriously.

“Text or call me if you need anything okay?” She said, “My meeting shouldn't go past lunch, so if I need to take off early I can.”

“We'll be fine, don't worry about it.” He told her firmly yet calmly. Then, he leaned in and kissed her. “I'll send you updates throughout the day. You just worry about work.”

She sighed and kissed him one more time, staying close for a second. “Again, thank you.”

Finally, she glanced back at Kija. “You be good for Minho, okay?”

“Mah!” He shouted back, making her smile and blow kisses at him before getting out of the car and waving goodbye.

After she disappeared into the building, Minho glanced back at Kija. “Alright Kiki, we're gonna run to the store to grab you some more stuff, first. Sound fun?”

“Ah!” Kija shouted back, which Minho took as an agreement.

“My thoughts exactly, you do deserve to be spoiled,” he replied as he put the car back into drive and started heading towards the dorm buildings.

Between here and the dorms was a decent size store that Minho knew would have what he needed. He wanted to grab some baby safe plates and utensils, some ingredients to make lunch for the two of them later, and maybe a few more toys if the mood struck.

“Alright Kija, shopping time,” he said as he parked and got the toddler out of his carseat.

Kija sat contentedly on Minho's hip as they walked into the store. He found a shopping cart that the toddler could sit in and smiled to himself, snapping a picture before beginning his trek through the store.

Minho had on a lower face mask per habit, but didn't think he would draw much attention. He was just a guy in a grocery store.

What he didn't account for was the apparent draw a man with an adorable toddler held.

It still didn’t seem like most people were paying attention to him explicitly, but there were more eyes on him than normal when he was out in public. He could feel their gaze and hear the cooing and whispers.

Kija didn't seem phased at all, completely content to babble to Minho and play with his toy. Minho looked at him fondly and just made sure to pay the others no mind. If they weren't going to approach him, he had no reason to acknowledge them.

“Alright Kiki, ingredients first, okay?” He spoke as he walked down the aisles. “I have a lot at home already, but I was going to come here to grab some stuff for dinner anyways. You like pork, right?”

“‘Gogi!” Kija agreed.

“We can have bulgogi,” Minho replied, nodding along.

He continued talking to Kija as he went along. The toddler was happy to babble back, and was especially ecstatic when Minho asked him if he wanted some strawberries for a snack today.

He took the squealing as a resounding yes.

“Okay…” Minho said, looking over the stuff he'd grabbed as he ran through his mental checklist. “I think we have all the food we need.” He glanced up at Kija. “Now let's go look at some plates for you, yeah? And maybe some toys, too.”

Heading to the children's section of the store, Minho had to resist the urge to start looking through clothes. He'd spend all day dressing up Kija if he could.

But that was for another time.

When he made it to the children's plates and utensils, he was happy to find a cat themed set.

“What do you think about this one?” He asked as he showed it to Kija.

The toddler's eyes lit up. He let go of his plush tiger and immediately grabbed for the plates. Minho let him hold it for a second but had to stop him from putting it into his mouth.

“Ah- not yet Kija-ah,” he chided gently. “We don't know who's touched these. I need to wash them first.”

Kija screeched his complaint and Minho snorted fondly. “Not this time,” he said as he put the dishware set into the cart and handed Kija his plushie back.

Kija stared at it for a moment, as if debating his continuation of his tantrum, but he grumpily settled down again.

Minho ruffled his hair. “You'll forgive me once we get to the toy section.”

The toy aisle wasn't far away. As they rounded the corner, Kija looked up, eyes widening in delight at all the colors and shapes.

Minho beamed. “See? I told you.”

He pushed the cart to the side, so it wasn't blocking the path, and gently lifted Kija into his arms so he could get closer to the toys. Kija kicked until Minho huffed and set him down on the ground.

Kija happily toddled over to the shelves, looking up at the toys in wonder. His little lips were parted in shock.

After letting Kija explore for a while, Minho started picking up some things the toddler had been eyeing, as well as a few that piqued his interest, too. He ended up getting a colorful set of building blocks, a small scooter, a cute tent he could play in, a snow leopard plush, and a kids keyboard.

Was it overkill considering Y/N had packed some toys for Kija, too, and he also had a few plushies at home already? Maybe.

Did he care? Not particularly.

“Come on Kiki, time to head to check out,” he said, scooping the toddler back up to put him in the cart. Kija gave a screech but settled once Minho handed him the snow leopard plush he'd picked out.

He hummed softly to himself, still talking to Kija every once in a while as he went through the self-checkout.

Kija was, of course, a great help as he loaded the bags and headed out to the cart, providing riveting commentary and even trying to smack a bag out of his hand at one point. But Minho made it, despite the toddler's assistance, and soon they were on their way back to his dorm.

Han was working today with 3Racha, so he'd be out of the dorm at least until late afternoon, if not late evening. That meant he didn't have to worry about taking up the living room as a play place for Kija.

Not that he thought Han would mind. If anything, Han would lie on the floor with Kija to play with him.

What he didn't know wouldn't kill him.

It was a bit unwieldy trying to carry Kija, his bag, and the shopping bags all in at the same time, but Minho managed.

As Minho toed off his shoes and deposited the bags on the floor near the door, Kija was looking around the dorm with wide eyes.

“Well this is my place,” Minho said as he walked towards his room. “I know it's different from your house, but we'll still have fun I promise.”

Kija continued to look around, lips parted in wonder as Minho fished a blanket out of his closet. He then grabbed a pillow off of his bed and eyed the few Leebit (and Han Quokka) plushies he had in his room before grabbing one and bringing it along, too.

After gently setting Kija on the couch, he pushed aside the coffee table and spread out the blanket. Kija was immediately crawling down, intent on toddling around the room.

“You wanna help me carry these bags?” Minho asked as he padded back to the door, keeping an eye on the toddler.

Kija hadn't gone far, to be fair. He'd already stopped by the coffee table and was staring at some magazines with rapt interest.

Minho quickly brought the bags over and managed to grab the magazine (one of his cover shoots he did the previous year) before Kija could put it in his mouth. “Not edible Kija-ah.”

Kija scrunched his nose up and stomped his foot. “Mah!”

“Nope, your eomma wouldn't let you eat it either,” he reached a finger out and gently booped Kija's nose. “You can't trick me.”

First, Minho laid out the toys Y/N had packed for Kija onto the blanket. Then, he worked on de-tagging the new things he’d bought, and giving them a quick wipe down before adding them to the fray.

Finally, he unboxed the tent. Surely this wouldn’t be as hard to put together as the carseat had been.

Thankfully it wasn’t. It still took about 15 minutes before Minho was happy with its structural integrity. He stepped back, hands on his hips as he assessed the play area Kija was happily seated in.

He pulled out his phone as he gestured to the tent. “Kija-ah, what’s this?”

The toddler didn’t look up at first, fully immersed in the colorful block set he’d scattered on the ground around him.

Minho hit record as he aimed the camera at Kija. “Kiki, what do you have there?”

Kija stared at the blocks and only glanced up when Minho moved in front of him. “Bah!” He said proudly, holding up a blue rectangle block.

“That’s right, they’re blocks,” Minho agreed. “You wanna show eomma what else we got?”

Kija looked around when he said that and suddenly spotted the tent. Minho grinned as the toddler pushed himself onto his feet and scurried over to investigate.

“I think the tent was a win,” he said softly as Kija peered out the windows in the tent’s canvas sides.

He paused the recording and quickly texted it to Y/N before sitting on the floor and playing with Kija for a while.

He made sure to read the instructions Y/N had left for Kija. She noted when he usually had snacks and naps, reassuring him that they weren’t super strict, but also listing what signs to watch out for that would indicate he was feeling hungry or sleepy.

Sure enough, at around 11 o’clock, he got fussy. Minho gave him a small snack, since he would be preparing lunch for them soon enough, and Kija ended up falling asleep snuggled up in his tent with his tiger plush and his new snow leopard plush.

Minho may have taken one or fifty pictures of him in there. He sent most of them to Y/N and had to resist the urge to make one of them his homescreen.

Someday he would. He still had to be a bit cautious of what the fans might catch a glimpse of.

He moved over to the kitchen, where he could still glance over and see Kija in his tent, and started working on prepping lunch. He put on some soft music and hummed contentedly to himself as he got to work.

While he was cooking, Y/N texted him back checking in on Kija and cooing over the adorable pictures. He smiled and replied, reassuring her that he was doing just fine and confirming the lunch choices he’d made would work for Kija.

Just as he was finishing preparing his own plate and debating on if he should wake up Kija to eat, his phone buzzed. He picked it up, checking the screen, and sighing when he saw it was from their manager.

“Hello?” He answered.

“Minho, hey, last minute schedule change,” their manager started off a bit apologetically. “Any chance you can come in for a quick shoot? It shouldn't take more than an hour.”

Minho looked over at Kija and sighed softly. “I need to finish eating lunch. Can I come in after?”

“So you'll be here in about an hour then?” He checked.

“Yes,” Minho confirmed.

“Alright, we can make that work,” their manager reassured. “Thank you for being flexible.”

Minho just hummed noncommittally. “I'll see you in an hour.” He said before hanging up.

He set his phone down on the countertop and sighed one more time before focusing on his food. Instead of eating leisurely, he sped up. He didn't get to savor it like he wanted, but he needed time to finish, put away the leftovers, and clean up the dishes. Then he could wake up Kija to feed him and load him into the car.

As he finished up his food, Minho opened his phone to check the other member's schedules for the day. They'd shared calendars with each other a long time ago, realizing it was just easier and none of them cared that the others knew what they had going on.

What he wanted to know is who else was at the company today, and who might be free that was there.

Felix and Hyunjin should be finishing up some choreo work around the time he got there.

That would work.

Once he had the kitchen clean enough, and the leftovers put away, Minho went ahead and packed up a few of the toys that he had out back into Kija's bag. Y/N already had a spare blanket in there, so he left his on the floor for now.

“Kija-ah,” Minho said, kneeling down and softly rubbing the toddler's back, “time for some lunch, yeah?”

Kija grumbled and Minho smiled fondly before scooping him up. Kija blinked sleepily, about to cuddle back into Minho's neck when he perked up.

Minho chuckled. “Smells good doesn't it?”

Kija leaned forward towards the smell, making Minho laugh and adjust his grip on the toddler. “Hang on, hang on, the food's not going anywhere.”

Minho sat Kija on one of the chairs, hovering next to him as he helped the toddler eat his food. Kija didn't miss a bite and Minho felt proud that he enjoyed what he cooked.

Sure Minho had cooked dinner at Y/N's place before for all of them, but she was normally there to approve the dishes, too.

Once Kija was done eating and cleaned up, Minho grabbed his bag, as well as Kija's bag, before scooping up the toddler and heading back out to the car. After he got Kija buckled back in, he shot a quick text to Felix.

Contact name: Yongbok

Minho: can you stay in the practice room when youre done?

Yongbok: thats an oddly specific request for someone off work today

Minho: i got called in for a shoot, but im watching Kija right now

Yongbok: oh!!!!!!

Yongbok: 🥺🥺🥺 i wanna see the baby

Minho: good because i need you to watch him for a second

Yongbok: yay!!!!!!!!!

Minho: i'll be there in like 10

Yongbok: ok!! drive safe! 🥰

“Oh Kija-ah,” Minho mused as he followed the familiar route to work, “your uncles are gonna be so excited to see you.”

“‘Yung ah!” Kija said proudly and Minho snorted.

“I think you'd make Felix cry if you called him hyung.”

Minho watched as Kija started yawning again halfway through the drive. He knew the toddler would probably wake up again when they entered the JYP building, but he hoped that he could get a nap in with Felix. He'd have to tell Felix that it was naptime, but he was sure he wouldn't say no to baby snuggles.

Once he found a parking spot, Minho grabbed the two bags again and hefted Kija back into his arms. Kija grumbled, seemingly too tired to hold his head up as he immediately rested it on Minho's shoulder. Minho gently rubbed his back, kissing the side of his head.

“I know buddy. You can nap with Felix hyung yeah? He'd love that.”

As Minho made his way through the building, he noticed people doing double takes when they spotted him. While he usually wouldn't draw much attention, it was clear people were stunned by the baby in his arms.

Luckily, unlike at the grocery store, Minho knew these people were under NDA. Minho just snorted to himself, giving Kija another kiss on the side of the head as he turned the final corner to the practice rooms he knew Felix and Hyunjin would be in.

“Delivery,” he said as he pushed open the door.

Felix squealed excitedly. “Kija!”

The toddler in question startled in Minho's arms. He has ended up falling asleep on the way up here, which made Minho's heart ache fondly knowing the baby trusted him so deeply. Kija blinked, sitting up slightly and rubbing his eye with a closed fist.

Hyunjin gasped as Felix scrambled over and cooed at Kija. “Why do you have the baby?”

Minho looked at him incredulously. “Because my girlfriend needed a sitter last minute? What do you think I kidnapped him?”

“I don't know,” Hyunjin whined. “You've never had him without Y/N around before.”

Minho just snorted, rolling his eyes fondly as he adjusted Kija in his arms. “Manager-nim called me in for a last minute schedule change. Kija should be tired enough to nap. He just had lunch recently, but if he won't sleep, I have toys and stuff for him in here,” he explained as he passed Kija's bag to Felix, who was making eager grabby hands towards the boy. “Just text or call if you need anything. I will leave the shoot to come help.”

Felix giggled as Minho finally shifted Kija into his arms. Kija whined, looking at Minho with big boba eyes for a moment before Felix managed to catch his attention.

God he wouldn’t have been able to leave if Kija had started crying, honestly.

“We'll be fine, hyung,” Felix said as he looked at Kija excitedly. “I'll make sure to find a nice spot for us to take a good nap in.”

Minho nodded and pointed at them again. “Seriously, call me if you need anything.”

“We got this,” Hyunjin said. “Kija is a great baby.”

“True, he is. Great enough that you shouldn't be able to mess it up,” Minho drawled. He stepped forward, placing a hand on Kija's back and kissing his cheek. “Keep your hyungs in line, okay?”

“Mah mo,” Kija agreed and then yawned.

Minho couldn't resist, so he kissed him one more time before finally peeling himself away and heading to his shoot.

The shoot felt longer than normal, but maybe it was because Minho kept checking his phone as often as he could get away with. It's not that he didn't trust Hyunjin and Felix with Kija, but Y/N had entrusted him to babysit and… well he really didn't want to let her down.

And maybe, selfishly, he wanted to do a good enough job that he got to babysit Kija more often after this.

The moment the shoot was over and Minho was dismissed he was grabbing his phone to check it again.

The only text he'd gotten was from Felix.

Contact name: Yongbok

Yongbok: we moved to studio 3C! He napped for about 20 minutes and now he's awake again

Minho had a feeling as to why Kija didn't nap longer. As long as the toddler wasn't grumpy, though, he wasn't going to complain.

His feeling also extended to what he was certain he would find when he entered the studio. He kept his phone out and opened the door slowly just in case.

Sure enough, all of the boys were in there. Kija was standing in the middle of a circle of boys on the blanket from his bag. Currently he was babbling away about something, shaking his snow leopard plush in one hand while patting Jisung's face with the other. He was sat between Hyunjin's legs. Felix and Changbin were also on the floor with him.

Chan sat nearby on the couch, laptop in his lap, though he wasn't watching the screen. Jeongin was also on the couch while Seungmin had just squatted down next to Changbin and was trying to get Kija's attention.

“Don't you dare steal this moment from me Kim Seungmin,” Jisung threatened, not breaking eye contact with Kija as he spoke.

Minho quickly snapped a few pictures of the scene before finally opening the door the rest of the way and stepping into the room. “So naptime went well I see.”

The boys glanced over and greeted him. Kija looked up immediately upon hearing his voice. His chubby cheeks broke into a wide grin. He screeched excitedly and left Jisung without a second though, toddling eagerly over to him.

“That’s not fair!” Jisung whined. “Of course Kija is gonna choose you.”

Minho smirked, stepping over Felix’s shoulder so he could bend down and scoop up the child. “Correct, because he has taste.”

“Nah, your face is just familiar,” Seungmin countered. “If we had cookies or a cat plush, he'd choose us in a heartbeat.”

“You know, we could prove this right now,” Changbin suggested, grabbing a bag of soft, fruit-flavored cookie snacks from Kija's bag.

“Oh like how you put a dog in the middle of the room and see what parent it goes to?” Jisung said, perking up.

“Kija isn't a dog,” Hyunjin scoffed, appalled.

Jeongin looked up from his phone with an unimpressed stare. “You literally kept calling the kids Kkami and offering them treats and walkies when we did the photoshoot with them.”

Hyunjin threw his hands up. “This is different!”

“Well if we're gonna do it, Minho can't be the one to put him in the middle,” Jisung said.

“Why not?” Minho asked, raising an eyebrow as Kija continued to sit contentedly in his arms.

“Because!! Then he'd already be thinking about you!” Jisung explained, like it was obvious.

“I can hold him,” Chan offered, setting his laptop aside.

Minho snorted. “You're just looking for an excuse for Kija cuddles.”

Chan raised an eyebrow as he held out his arms. “And?”

Minho shrugged. “Fair,” he said before passing Kija over.

They decided to try three different things to lure Kija: his tiger, his snow leopard, and snacks. Seungmin grabbed the tiger, Jisung grabbed the snacks, and Hyunjin grabbed the snow leopard. Minho, of course, had nothing to offer except himself.

They made a cross with the four of them facing the center. Felix declined being a part of it, “It'd break my heart if he didn't pick me,” he sighed sadly, “so I'll just record it from the sidelines.”

The four of them squatted down and waited. Chan stood up, giving Kija's cheeks a few more kisses before setting him in the middle of the group.

Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jisung instantly started calling for Kija, shaking their objects to try and catch his attention. Minho waited for a moment, watching the toddler look around at all four of them in confusion.

When Kija's eyes met his, he tilted his head and smiled, opening his arms to the boy.

Kija grinned back at him, toddling over without even looking at the other three again.

“Oh my god,” Hyunjin whispered, bringing a hand up to clutch his chest. “I'm devastated but also, it's too cute for me to be upset.”

Kija clambered into his arms, patting his legs. “Mimoh!” He declared happily.

The room froze. Minho's eyes widened, staring at Kija in awe.

“Tell me you got that on video,” Changbin whispered harshly.

“I did, I did,” Felix replied, also in a whisper.

Minho leaned down and kissed Kija's forehead. Kija leaned in, too, mouth partially open as he placed a wet kiss on Minho's nose.

“Mwah!” He said as he leaned back, looking proud of himself.

The room cooed and awed around them. Minho couldn't wipe the smile off his face if he tried.

“Yeah, I love you too Kija,” he replied softly.

They spent another hour at the company, the boys all vying for the toddler's attention, before Minho finally stood up to leave.

“I need time to start dinner prep before Y/N gets back home,” he told them all.

“Then just leave Kija here with us,” Hyunjin suggested cheekily.

Minho glared, holding the toddler closer. “Absolutely not.”

He made the journey back home, cleaning up Kija's tent and toys before grabbing some supplies and heading back over to her apartment.

Kija fell asleep on the way back, staying unconscious even as he hauled them up to her place. He set stuff down by the door and took a moment to get Kija comfortable on a blanket and some pillows on the floor before he got to work.

Once again, Minho flipped on some music and fell into the zone as he started working on their food. He felt his stress slip away as he focused entirely on cooking.

He was almost done, the meat just needing a moment longer, when the front door unlocked.

Y/N peeked her head inside and spotted Kija asleep on the ground. Her expression softened before she looked over at Minho.

“You're the best, seriously,” she said as she toed her shoes off and walked into the kitchen.

Minho leaned over and kissed her. “Mm, I'm happy to help. He really wasn't any trouble.” He unlocked his phone and opened his gallery, navigating to the videos the boys had taken that afternoon. “Here, watch these and sit down for a moment. Food will be ready in just a second.”

Y/N grabbed his phone gently and sat down at the island. Minho kept glancing at her, watching her reactions as she paged through the photos and videos.

“You bought him a whole tent?” She asked.

He shrugged. “He liked it. I kept it at my place so next time he comes by, he'll have it.”

She smiled at him. “You're so sweet.”

A few seconds later, she looked up from the phone again. “You had to take him to work with you? I'm sorry, I could've come grabbed him.”

“No, no,” he replied, shaking his head. “I was called in last minute for something. The boys loved spending time with him, trust me.” He chuckled. “You have more backup babysitters, for sure. Though, I'm not sure if I trust all of them individually.”

Y/N giggled. “They did just fine when we filmed.”

“Chan would be my first pick,” Minho said.

She nodded. “Yeah, me too. Well, after you at least.”

Minho didn't blush at that. He was just warm from cooking, nothing more.

He knew she'd gotten to the video when she gasped softly.

“Aw, he chose you over the toys-” she was cooing when she cut off. Minho glanced up and found her staring at him, eyes wide in awe.

“Did he say your name?” She asked quietly.

“I mean,” he started, voice soft, “we think so?”

He heard the video start over as she watched it again while he worked on plating their food. As he was moving to set their food at the table, he felt arms wrap around his waist from behind.

“I'm glad we found you,” Y/N said as she kissed between his shoulder blades.

Minho set down the plates and turned in her arms, wrapping one arm around her while bringing the other hand up to cup her chin. “I'm glad I found you both, too.”

She stared at him for a moment, lips parting slightly. “So… how can I possibly repay you for babysitting?” She asked slowly.

Minho smirked. “I certainly don't need your money,” he drawled.

She trailed a hand up his chest. “I could pay you in other ways.”

“Well, after we eat…” he leaned in closer, brushing his lips lightly against hers, “maybe we can discuss payment methods.”

Y/N giggled, closing the distance to kiss him. “Deal.”

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