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Dad!SKZ Masterlist
The fics are linked at the end~
So, in linoxpudding-verse, these will be the family dynamics:
Bang Chan 🐺
2 daughters, 1 son
Eldest Daughter: Bahng Juliana (7th Jan, 2029)
Middle Daughter: Bahng Aera (12th Oct, 2033)
Youngest Son: Bahng Noah (2nd June, 2037)
Fighting Back | SCB
genre: angst, slight fluff
summary: haein stands up for you while you and changbin fight
age: Haein = 19
warning: fighting
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“Changbin, I don’t want to fight!” you exclaimed.
“So you just wanted to insult my presence for nothing then?!” he shouted.
“I wasn’t, I was just saying you could help me out a bit!”
“I’ve just come home from work, Y/N! I’m sorry I don’t know everything that needs doing around the house!”
“Well you could ask!” you yelled back.
Haein rolled his eyes from the living room.
Changbin groaned, “you’ve always been saying this. You used to say you were taking care of our kids. Now what?! They’re not little anymore, you’ve lost your argument.”
You sighed, shaking your head and going back to cleaning the kitchen.
Haein was about to walk to his room, but stopped, joining you and Changbin in the kitchen.
“Get out Haein,” Changbin said, wearily.
“No, I won’t. What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” he exclaimed.
“What?” Changbin asked.
“Haein-ah,” you warned.
“Mum, he’s being horrible to you! What are you doing, Dad?!” Haein yelled, “just because you go out to work, doesn’t mean that you’re the only tired one in the house.”
“Hae—”
“Maybe mum was asking cause of her bad back!”
“Bad back?” Changbin repeated.
Haein scoffed, “you don’t even know. You’re saying she doesn’t raise us anymore, she was helping me with my studies yesterday! Do you even know what college I wanna go to?!”
“Of course I do,” Changbin said, “you wanna be a teacher. You want to go and study at Yonsei.”
“Oh that’s good, cause you haven’t asked about it. You haven’t helped me do that!” Haein exclaimed.
“Haein-ah, it’s okay,” you soothed, grabbing your son’s arm.
“I’m sorry,” Changbin said, “I’m sorry I shouted at you, Y/N, and I’m sorry for not being here often Haein-ah. I wish I could be.”
Haein’s eyes filled with tears, “I just don’t want mum to get hurt.”
“Ya, idiot,” you chuckled.
“I’d never hurt your mum!” Changbin exclaimed.
Haein glared, “you just did.”
“Haein-ah,” you said, forcing him to look at you, “thank you. But I know your dad won’t actually hurt me. Look how tired he is.”
Haein looked at his dad’s face. Changbin had lost weight recently, his eyes surrounded by bags. 3RACHA’s new roles as songwriters for multiple artists across the music scene was affected all three of them.
“You need to sleep, Dad.”
“Ya, what?” Changbin asked confused, “what’s wrong with my face?”
“You’re tired. I can see it. I’ll make you dinner and then you’re gonna go to bed.”
“No I need to—”
“No,” Haein said, “listen to mum.”
“That’s the word,” you said, starting to prepare ingredients for dinner.
Changbin sighed, pulling Haein into a hug and whispering in his ear, “I’m sorry. Thank you for protecting your mum. You’re such a good kid.”
Haein smiled bashfully, “I didn’t want to swear at you.”
Changbin laughed, “it’s okay. I deserved it.”
Haein nodded, “you did. And don’t do it again.”
“Idiot,” Changbin muttered, watching Haein leave the kitchen, “go and study.”
“I will!”
Walking over to you, Changbin wrapped his arms around your waist, “I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m childish.”
You hummed, “it’s okay, Bin. It was just a flippant comment but you’re very irritable at the moment.”
Changbin sighed, “why didn’t you tell me about your bad back?”
You shook your head, “it’s okay, Binnie. I sprained it the other day, but it’s not serious. Just let me take care of you, and promise me you’ll go to sleep when I ask you to.”
He smiled, “okay, mum.”
You chuckled, “good. Now go and set the table.”
Pink | SKZ Kids
genre: fluff
summary: Miran & Areum try to dye Miran's hair for the first time
ages: Miran & Changmi = 14 / Areum = 14 / Haein = 18
warnings: none
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"Miran-ah! I'm going into the shop, do you want anything?!" Areum called, spotting her cousin walking across the road from her.
Miran looked up, her face lighting up, "Areum-ah! Wait, I'll come with you."
Areum chuckled, watching as Miran crossed the road clumsily, finally grabbing onto Areum's arm once she'd made it across.
"What are you gonna get?" Miran asked.
"Uhh, kimbap and cola I think," Areum nodded, heading straight for the fridge aisle. Miran nodded, following and grabbing a banana-flavoured milk wordlessly.
The pair wondered through the next aisle, looking for snacks to take home.
Miran stopped suddenly, looking at the cosmetics products in front of her, Changmi had been complaining about not having any dry shampoo for days.
"What are you doing?" Areum asked, trailing back to Miran, "ooh, are you gonna dye your hair?!"
"What? No!" Miran laughed, "I was gonna pick up some dry shampoo for Changmi."
"Shame. I think you'd look good with pink hair."
"Pink?" Miran asked, peeking at the box Areum had in her hands, "I'd have to bleach it first," she said, lifting up the ends of her jet-black hair.
Areum hummed, putting the box back.
"Wait," she said, grabbing Areum's wrist, "I want to."
"Really?!" Areum exclaimed, "I wanna help! Oh my god, wait, I'll get the bleach too!"
Miran laughed, completely forgetting about Changmi's shampoo as she followed Areum to the till.
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"Wait, don't get it in my eyes!" Miran shouted, currently upside down over the side of the bath.
"I won't!" Areum yelled, "cover them if you're so scared!"
Miran fake cried, placing her hands over her face as Areum continued to wash the bleach out her friend's hair.
"Hey Changbin, is Areum here?" Seungmin asked, letting himself into the Seo house.
"Yep, she's upstairs with Miran," Changbin nodded, sat with Chan in the living room.
"Thanks," Seungmin said, walking upstairs and peering round, "Areum?!"
"In the bathroom!" Areum called.
"Don't let him in!" Miran exclaimed.
"Why not?"
"What if he tells my dad?!" Miran cried.
"Uhh, I think it's a bit late for that," Areum scoffed, putting the shower head down and looking at her friend's now blonde hair - not too noticeable as it was dark from being wet, but definitely visible as not being black as it was before.
"Areum, can I come in?" Seungmin asked.
"Yeah," she chuckled, looking at Miran's panicked face.
"What are you two—" Seungmin paused, "oh."
"Uncle Seungmin, please don't tell my dad!" Miran freaked.
"Seriously, are you an idiot or something?!" Areum exclaimed.
Seungmin laughed, "Miran, it is far too late for that."
Miran groaned.
"Mum just wanted me to tell you that dinner's nearly ready," Seungmin smiled, looking back to his daughter.
"Am I okay to stay here? I wanna see this through now."
Seungmin chuckled, "sure. I wanna tell mum now as well, but don't worry Miran - I won't tell your dad about your blonde hair."
Miran pouted, looking at Areum in regret, "why did you make me do this?"
"Me?! You're the one who said you wanted to! Now come on. Pink will definitely look better than blonde."
Miran groaned, sitting on the lid of the toilet as Areum pulled on a second pair of gloves, beginning to pour the dye straight on Miran's hair.
"Does school even allow dyed hair?!" Miran asked, "oh god, why did I do this?!"
"Stop panicking," Areum said, rolling her eyes, "you'll look good, and isn't that the most important thing?"
Miran rolled her eyes, "sure."
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"What if my dad's out there?" Miran whispered.
"There's a towel on your head, you fucking idiot."
"Are you two done?! I need a shower!" Haein shouted, knocking on the door.
"Yeah, just coming out," Miran said, Areum opening the door and the two stepping out.
"What are you even—" Haein looked at the pink stained bathtub, "oh my god. Changmi! Did you know this?!"
"Shhhhh, Oppa, shut up! Mum and Dad don't know!" Miran whisper-yelled.
"Oh you're fucked," Haein laughed, "I'll try and wash some of this away so you'll be a little less fucked though."
He grinned and Miran fake cried, going into her bedroom.
"Okay, all we have left to do is dry," Areum smiled, pulling the hairdryer out as Miran pulled her hair out of the towel.
"Do you think my parents will be angry?" Miran sighed.
Areum ran the hairdryer all over Miran's head, using her hands and a hairbrush to make sure it wasn't tangled.
"Nope," Areum laughed, "cause this looks... amazing."
"Shut up," Miran grumbled, flipping her head so Areum could get the underneath.
When she was done, Seungmin's daughter flicked the hairdryer off and stepped back.
Miran looked in the mirror and her eyes widened.
"Woah."
"I told you," she laughed.
"Dad!" Miran shouted, "Dad, look what I just did!"
"Hmm?" Changbin responded, exiting the kitchen and looking to the stairs where Miran was running down, "what?!"
His mouth dropped open, coming towards his daughter and touching her hair, "Miran what on earth?! Are you even allowed this at school?"
"I have no idea!" Miran laughed, "but... don't you like it?!"
"Come on, Uncle, you have to admit it suits her."
Changbin laughed, "it really does, Miran! You look amazing!"
Miran giggled, "where's Mum? Mum!"
Mini Changbin | SCB
genre: fluff
phrase(s): 31: “I’ve found your mini-me.” & 50: “Daddy’s little boy!” & 53: “Was that a word?!”
age: Haein = 1
warnings: none
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“Good morning birthday boy,” you cooed, taking Haein out his cot and bouncing him gently in your arms.
Your son opened his chocolate coloured eyes, blinking back at you.
You smiled, “hi! Good morning, handsome.”
“Good morning to you too,” Changbin smirked, joining you in Haein’s bedroom.
Rolling your eyes, you sighed, “yes, hello.”
Changbin chuckled, “what? I’m not handsome?”
You giggled, paying your attention back to your son.
“You’re 1, Haein-ah! It’s your birthday!” you cooed.
Changbin rolled his eyes with a laugh, “I’ll take him, okay?”
“Then I’ll make breakfast,” you smiled, leaning up to kiss your handsome husband, “I love you.”
Changbin pouted, doing his cute wiggle as he spoke in a high-pitched voice, “I love you too!”
Haein giggled, clinging onto his dad as you shook your head.
“At least someone enjoyed it.”
Changbin laughed, following you down the stairs, you going to the kitchen, Changbin walking out to the garden, Haein still in his arms.
“Look at the sky, Haein-ah!” Changbin gasped, “it’s so pretty!”
“Sky!”
“Huh?!”
“Was that a word?!” you exclaimed, running out to the garden to see Changbin stood in a state of shock, Haein laughing as he pointed at the sky.
“Sky!” he repeated, you and Changbin looking at each other in shock.
“Haein-ah!” Changbin cried, pressing kisses all over his baby’s soft skin.
“Our Haein,” you cooed, stroking the back of his head.
“Sky!” Haein shouted, looking up at the pink and yellow haze of sky and clouds.
“Yes, sky!” Changbin said, “Daddy showed you that, right?!”
You giggled, stroking Changbin’s hair, “I’ve found your mini-me, then.”
Changbin smiled, hugging Haein close, “Daddy’s little boy, hmm?”
Haein whined, looking at you.
“But Mummy’s cooking breakfast,” you chuckled, taking Haein from your husband’s arms, the baby clapping as you took him to the kitchen.
“Birthday breakfast?” Changbin asked.
“Hmm, how about... pancakes?”
Changbin smiled, picking a strawberry from the punnet on the side, “very nice.”
You shook your head, turning to your son instead, “is Haein gonna help Mummy cook?”
“Maybe not,” Changbin whispered, pressing a kiss to his son’s cheek as he swooped him out of your arms and placed him in his high chair.
Immediately, Haein began to fuss. How could he be in his high chair without food?! This wasn’t fair!
“Birthday strawberries?” Changbin offered, giving Haein three strawberries with the tops cut off.
You chuckled, “yep, he’s your mini-me.”
The two of you watched as Haein grabbed the strawberries in his chubby fist and ate them in almost two bites.
“Ya! What’s that supposed to mean?!”
how would skz react to their child’s first word? 🥰
chan:
joey’s first word was ‘shit’ and i’m sorry it just was, said at 7 months
chan just lost it
i mean,, first of all WHOM
and second of all, he still had to be kinda proud???? like joey said his first word??????
and mostly he found it really funny lmao
but he was so proud!!! especially cause joey was still quite young!!
minho:
minseo’s first word was mama, said at 9 months
minho was pissed
all that training to say dada for nothing
i joke
no he was actually so proud,, though he’d never admit that
but he cuddled minseo so tight and just whispered encouragements in her ear🥺
changbin:
haein’s first word was sky (하늘), said at 12 months
changbin almost cried tbh
because every morning changbin would go out and be like ‘look at the sky, haein-ah!’
and then to have sky be his first word?????? changbin just couldnt be happier
and every morning they’d then go out and just continuously go ‘sky!’ “sky!” ‘sky!’ “sky!”
hyunjin:
hyungsik’s first word was no (아니), said at 18 months
hyunjin honestly cried
cause hyungsik said his first word quite late
so by that point you both were a bit worried??
but it turned out that he was just fussy lol
and hyunjin cried and hugged hyungsik
though was slightly annoyed at it being ‘no’
jisung:
jiyoung’s first word was baby (아가), said at 10 months
so jiyoung had this baby toy that she played with CONSTANTLY !!
and it was clearly her favourite toy,, but also you and jisung called her baby as well
so naturally, she repeated it back to you
and when she did, jisung was ecstatic!!!
he was jumping around, swinging both you and jiyoung,, screaming!!! cause that’s his baby!!! speaking!!!!!
felix:
benji’s first word was bark ,, as in the noise a dog makes (멍멍), said at 7 months
felix just melted
you’d been teaching him the animal sounds and he just repeated it!!!!!
and to hear him making a dog noise was just the cutest fucking thing ever
felix was just rolling on the floor because he was like ‘ahshsjshsjshsjs’
seungmin:
areum’s first word was dada, said at 12 months
seungmin could not believe it
after so long of being so worried about how good he is as a dad and to have his baby’s first word be dada????????
would never admit it but he definitely cried in secret
was so proud of areum!!!! just couldn’t believe that she was his
jeongin:
jitae’s first word was bye!!, said at 8 months
just like felix, jeongin just melted
like he was leaving for tour and then this happened!!!!
jitae just waving and suddenly he went “bye bye!” and jeongin just broke down
he didn’t want to leave you!!!!😭😭😭
but you promised to get jitae speaking more so by the time jeongin came home he’d be able to say dada lol
Hyper | SCB
genre: smut, fluff
summary: your child walking in on you during sex
age: Haein = 8 / Changmi & Miran = 5
warnings: oral (female receiving)
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“34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40,” Changbin muttered, a slight groan between each number.
You sighed, directing your attention back to your phone, flipping over to the other side of the bed, trying to ignore your husband.
Every night, he worked out his arms and his chest, you were used to that, but usually he worked on them at the gym. Due to circumstances, i.e: the twin’s birthday being the next day, he decided he was simply going to do it at home. In your bedroom.
“Do you have to make that much noise?” you cried, “can you not count in your head?”
“If I count in my head I’ll forget,” Changbin shrugged, placing down the weights after 50, “why?”
You rolled your eyes, “it’s distracting.”
“You’re only looking at your phone,” Changbin said, a smug smile on his face as he sauntered over to you, “or was it that you were looking at me? And that’s what was disturbing?”
“Seo Changbin,” you groaned, “stop it.”
“What? You’re the one who was drooling over me, queen,” Changbin shrugged, sitting on the edge of your bed as he began stretching his arms.
Your hand flew to the edge of your mouth, only to double check that you hadn’t actually been drooling. But who were you to blame if you had been? It wasn’t your fault that your husband was so effortlessly sexy.
He was wearing grey sweatpants, the material sitting low on his hips, no t-shirt on, showing off his pecs and his big, strong arms.
“They’re all asleep you know,” he murmered, climbing into bed beside you.
You shook your head, “Changmi and Miran are far too excited for tomorrow, I bet they’re not even sleeping.”
“You watched them fall asleep, love, you know they’re far gone,” Changbin chuckled, grabbing you by the hips and manhandling you so you were straddling his thick thighs, “and I told Haein to be well rested for tomorrow, you know how good he is.”
“Changbin,” you sighed, your hand hovering above his toned chest, not wanting to place it down just yet; knowing that was a sign of acceptance.
“What? You think I don’t know how wet you are right now?” Changbin teased, one finger running over the material of your panties, “let me treat you.”
You placed both your hands down, trailing over his rock hard chest and baby stomach, only making him more attractive in your eyes.
“Do you want to, love?” Changbin asked, “I need to hear you say yes.”
You nodded, leaning forward and connecting your lips with your husband’s, “yes, fuck it, I want to.”
Changbin chuckled darkly, “finally.”
He grabbed you by your hips, flipping the two of you over so you laid underneath his wide body.
“I’m gonna make you feel good, darling, okay?” he smirked, trailing a line of kisses down your torso until he reached your panties.
He pulled the material down with one finger, pressing kisses to your thighs, just around the area where you really needed him most.
“You ready?” he said, his voice deep and raspy.
You whined, nodding as you threaded your hands through his hair, “please, Binnie, need you.”
Changbin just chuckled, licking a stripe up your clit as you let out a breath of relief.
His tongue worked magic, sucking your wetness and playing with your clit, darting in and out of your hole as you keened.
“Changbin– I— cum—” you stuttered, pulling his hair as he groaned.
“Cum for me baby,” he whispered, now using his fingers to help spread your wetness around, his tongue playing with your clit.
Your orgasm came like a wave, your back arching as you moaned out.
“Feel good, love?” Changbin smirked, continuing to rub circles on your clit.
“Binnie– st—”
“Mummy! Daddy! It’s our birthday!” Changmi shouted, her and her sister running into your bedroom, their brother standing behind them with a bright smile.
Changbin’s eyes widened towards you while you just smiled at your kids.
Expertly, your husband managed to pull up your panties and the duvet at the same time, hiding your previous activities from their innocent eyes.
“It is?!” you exclaimed, turning to face the clock on your bedside table, 00:00, “and it’s so late! Why aren’t you three asleep?!”
“I learnt that today is today starting right now,” Haein smiled, “so I wanted to celebrate the twins birthday all day!”
Changbin laughed, grabbing Miran and lifting her up onto your bed, “your oppa’s smart, isn’t he, Miran?”
Miran nodded, giggling, “Daddy, I’m five!”
“You are!” he gasped, pulling her into a hug, “you’re such a big girl now!”
“And me! And me!” Changmi exclaimed, climbing up onto your bed and bundling on top of Changbin and Miran.
You chuckled, looking to Haein as he stood awkwardly at the foot of your bed, “come on. You’re not too old for cuddles.”
Haein smiled at your words, joining the four of you on the bed, immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, snuggling into your side.
“So this is a five-person bed now?” Changbin mused.
The twins giggled, nodding as they poked Changbin’s face.
“Hey!” he exclaimed, making them collapse with laughter.
“You’re so hyper!” you exclaimed, “it’s midnight!”
Changbin chuckled, “I thought Mummy was hyper too a minute ago?”
Good Morning | SCB
genre: fluff
phrase(s): 17: “is that a hand?!” & 19: “come watch my belly, it’s going crazy!”
age: Haein = 4 / Changmi & Miran = fetus (8 months)
warnings: none
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“Good morning, Mummy,” Changbin smiled sheepishly.
You chuckled, looking to the four-year-old boy in his dad’s arms, squirming to climb onto the bed.
“Morning, my loves,” you smiled, kissing Changbin as he leant down, Haein snuggling into your side.
“Good morning!” Haein smiled, laying his hand on your stomach.
“Oh, you saying good morning to your sisters?” Changbin cooed, coming and sitting the other side of his son, stroking his brown hair fondly, “good boy.”
“Haein, do you like your little sisters?” you said, sitting up with a bit of struggle, Changbin positioning pillows to support your back.
Haein nodded, “I’m gonna be the best big brother!”
“Of course,” Changbin chuckled, grabbing his hyper-active son as he started to dive off the bed, “come on, stay here.”
“Come watch my belly, Hae,” you said, beckoning him over, “it’s going crazy!”
Haein toddled over, poking your stomach where it was visibly moving.
He gasped as a tiny outline appeared on the top of your belly, Changbin having the same reaction as you just groaned and tried to rub away the soreness.
“Is that a hand?!” Haein exclaimed.
“I think it’s a foot,” Changbin chuckled, “maybe it is a hand, maybe your sister’s saying good morning back.”
“Could you ask if she can do it less painfully?” you groaned, leaning your head back as Changbin patted your head regretfully.
Haein laid his head upon your stomach, laying his lips on it gently, “you’re hurting Mummy, don’t you know.”
You smiled, stroking your son’s thick hair.
“That’s mean,” he said, tapping where the outline had been.
“Ya, Seo Haein, you hurt Mummy and Daddy when you were in Mummy’s tummy,” Changbin said, grabbing Haein’s waist and pulling him into a cuddle.
“But now I give you hugs!” Haein smiled.
“And kisses?” Changbin asked.
Haein giggled, kissing his dad before climbing onto your lap, kissing you as well.
“Mummy, Daddy, I’m hungry,” Haein whined, pulling away from his kiss.
Changbin leaned in, whispering comically loudly so you were in on the plan (not that Haein knew), “how about we make breakfast and bring it up for Mummy to eat in bed so she doesn’t have to get up?”
Haein gasped, a smile lighting up his face as he nodded, “let’s go!”
“Where?” you said, acting clueless.
“Nowhere!” Haein giggled, “Mummy just sleep.”
“We’ll be back in a bit,” Changbin smiled, leaning down and kissing you.
Haein whined, coming back in the room and grabbing Changbin’s hand, “hurry, Daddy!”
Our Haein | SCB
genre: slight angst, fluff
summary: in which your husband develops couvade syndrome (sympathetic pregnancy) during your first pregnancy
age: Haein = fetus / Leo & Dan = 6 months / Minseo = 1
warnings: pregnant!reader, vomit, lots of mentions of weight
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December 25th, 2021
“Just hurry up!” you exclaimed, Changbin laughing as he unwrapped the box.
“What is it?” Jisung asked, peering over his friend’s shoulder, Jisung sat on the sofa above Changbin, your fiancé sat on the floor in front of you.
“Wh-What?” Changbin breathed, flicking through the photos, plastic sticks and doctor letters before finding a tiny baby grow, “are you serious?”
You nodded, a smile growing on your face as Changbin leapt forward, pulling you into his arms, “oh my god!”
“What was it?” Chan asked, pulling Daniel onto his lap, his wife fussing over Leo.
“She’s pregnant!” Changbin laughed, not letting go of you, only gripping on tighter.
“Really?!” Felix exclaimed.
“Congratulations!” Chan laughed.
Minho rolled his eyes, watching as Minseo tore up some wrapping paper, “join the club.”
January 1st, 2021
“Happy new year!” Changbin cheered, pulling you into his embrace, pressing a kiss to your lips.
You laughed, returning to kiss before pulling away, feeling the usual nausea kick in, rolling your eyes.
“You alright?” your fiancé asked, lowering his head so he could look you directly in the eye.
You nodded, hugging him again, “happy new year, love.”
“Shall we go home?” he hummed, rubbing your back soothingly.
You laughed, nodding, “yes please.”
January 20th, 2022
“Y/N?”
“Bat—“
You couldn’t finish your word, throwing up the contents of your stomach. First, your baby practically begged you to eat your body weight in cheesy nachos, and then makes sure you throw it all up again, all night.
Changbin sighed, walking to the bathroom as he held your hair back, “nachos?”
“No, your child,” you retorted, giving him a glance as a fresh wave of vomit came up.
Changbin chuckled, rubbing your back, “well, this year should be interesting.”
February 1st, 2022
“Changbin?” you called suspiciously, sitting up after feeling the bed empty.
“Just—,” Changbin spoke, before retching sounds echoed through the bedroom.
You grimaced, walking to the bathroom, “you alright?”
Changbin continued to throw up as you sighed, rubbing his back, “what’s this, huh?”
Changbin stopped, laying his head on the bowl, “I’ve been feeling nauseous for a while, it’s just finally coming up now.”
You chuckled, “well, that makes two of us. Come on, brush your teeth.”
March 18th, 2022
“Binnie,” you called, your fiancé humming in response, “I bought pasta!”
“Oh my god, I could literally eat my entire weight in pasta right now,” Changbin groaned.
You laughed, “you seem hungrier than your pregnant girlfriend.”
“You say that like you’re not starving,” he said, opening the box and digging in.
You laughing, nodding as you did the same.
“Don’t you think it’s strange, though?” you said, eating your mouthful, “you’ve been acting exactly the same as me.”
“Just cause I love you,” Changbin sang.
You rolled your eyes, “fuck off.”
April 19th, 2022
“Ah, welcome back,” Chan greeted.
Changbin laughed, “hmm. Have any children while I was gone?”
Jisung laughed while Chan shoved him.
“Dude,” Chan said, grabbing Changbin’s arm, feeling up and down.
“What?” Changbin laughed.
“I think you need to get back in the gym,” Chan said, “I mean, if that’s not your thing anymore then fine but our dance teacher is not gonna be happy.”
Jisung chuckled, patting Changbin’s baby tummy, “eat lots of food on your honeymoon?”
“My wife’s pregnant, what do you expect?” Changbin laughed, “but it is weird though. Chan, did you get the same side effects as your wife when she was pregnant?”
“Side effects?” Chan asked, “like...”
Changbin sighed, “like morning sickness, cravings, weight gain... you know. Pregnancy things.”
Chan furrowed his eyebrows, “no? That– That doesn’t sound normal.”
“Oh.”
May 10th, 2022
“So, although it is not a diagnosable disease, I would point the two of you in the direction of couvade syndrome, or sympathetic pregnancy,” the doctor nodded, “this means that you will get all the same hormonal and bodily changes that your wife goes through. Luckily, once her pregnancy ends these symptoms should go away.”
“So it’s like my body is mimicking hers?” Changbin asked.
The doctor nodded, “essentially, yes. This could’ve been triggered by feelings of guilt, jealousy or especially strong feelings of love and connection to your wife and unborn child. Or, by the extreme hormone changes your wife is experiencing.”
Changbin nodded, “I see.”
“As your wife enters the third trimester, you might find an increase in these symptoms,” the doctor explained, “and in some cases, you can even experience labour pains, but that’s never a guarantee.”
“Ah.”
You laughed, nudging your husband, “this shall be fun.”
August 3rd, 2022
“Changbin!”
“Yeah?!”
“How’re you doing?!” you exclaimed.
“I’m alright,” Changbin laughed, “how’re you?”
“In a bit of pain.”
“You are?!” Changbin exclaimed, “I’m coming!”
You chuckled, “I’m alright! They just feel a bit like cramps.”
“Oh god,” Changbin sighed, arriving by your side, putting a hand on you nine-month-pregnant stomach, “do you think this is it?”
You sighed, nodding, “I feel it might be. But, not yet!”
Changbin chuckled, “we’re just... on standby.”
You nodded, “yep.”
“I’m gonna tell the boys I won’t be in.”
“That’s not—”
“Trust me, it’s necessary,” Changbin said, “and my mum’s on standby in case this affects me too.”
You laughed, “I never thought this would be a concern.”
Changbin rolled his eyes, “you didn’t?”
August 4th, 2022
“Ooh.”
You leaned forward so your back was no longer resting against Changbin’s chest. His hands removed themselves from around your waist, also sitting up slightly to kiss your cheek.
“You okay?” he asked, placing a hand on your back.
“This um– I think this is it,” you breathed, placing a hand on your bump as the pain shot through your abdomen.
“Oh,” Changbin said, breaking out into a small laugh at the thought of holding his baby within the next few hours, “do we– do I—”
“Oh, God!” you screamed, grabbing your husband’s hand and squeezing as you tried to get through your contraction, “we should time.”
“Right, right,” Changbin nodded, swearing internally as he felt pains in his abdomen, “what should it be?”
“Five minutes apart, one minute long,” you mumbled, taking in a deep breath as the sensation passed.
“I’ll time,” Changbin nodded, “just try and relax, okay? This is gonna feel long, but you’re gonna do so amazingly.”
You leaned back, turning your head so you could kiss your husband, “thank you for being the best.”
Changbin laughed, “just part of who I am.”
You rolled your eyes as he laughed.
“I’m serious, Bin,” you sighed, “there are so many men who wouldn’t be able to do what you’ve been through in the past few months.”
“And yet most women in the world do it,” Changbin said, “with 10 times the weight gain.”
You chuckled, rubbing your baby bump.
“In a way I’m glad it happened,” Changbin shrugged, “it made me realise how shit pregnancy really is. And this isn’t even as bad as you have it.”
You smiled, “I love you so— fucking hell.”
“It’s back?”
“What do you think?!” you panted, gripping his hand again.
“Oh shit yeah, it is,” Changbin gasped, grabbing his own stomach.
“No way,” you sighed, “you’re not– shit! There’s no way.”
“Yeah, I fucking feel it, Y/N,” Changbin sighed, “I’ll call my mum.”
August 5th, 2022
You giggled, laying a hand on Changbin’s face, “so how was that?”
“I definitely did not feel as much pain as you,” Changbin said, shaking his head, “god you’re so strong.”
You smiled, tears in your eyes as you looked back down at the baby wrapped in blankets in your arms. His eyes were shut tight, his chubby face scrunched tightly in a ball.
“And you’re a little monster,” Changbin said in a sweet voice, leaning down to kiss his son’s forehead, “I have so much weight to lose.”
You hummed, leaning up and kissing your husband, “just turn it to muscle. You know I like that.”
“Seo Y/N, after that, we are never having another baby, okay?”
You laughed, snuggling your son close to your chest, “we don’t need another. Look our precious our sunshine is.”
“Sunshine,” Changbin breathed, “our Haein.”
