About Damn Time
Genre: fluff, angst, smut, enemies to lovers, time travel au MINORS DNI MATURE CONTENT AHEAD
Pairing: idol!Kun x idol!reader
Warning: pet names, mentions/use of various kinks (sex toys/shibari/degradation/ name-calling/ slight choking /praise/dom-sub dynamic/lingerie/ brat taming/ blindfolding/ overstimulation/ dumbification/ slight size kink), language, pregnancy/parenting, Kun being a cocky shit and a bit of an ass
Word Count: 11.5k
for the neo future collab hosted by @renhyucks
June 2020
You’re walking down the street towards your job. Well more like running, you overslept yet again. You knew if you were late to the morning dance training the choreographer’s assistant would be pissed at you. It’s not that you don’t get along with Ten it’s that you get along too well, he’s your best friend which is why he has a higher expectation for you. You don’t know why it’s so damn hot in June it feels like it should be August at this point. As you approach the building you feel the cool blast of air conditioning hit your face almost instantly cooling you down. You take a moment to catch your breath and relax some before continuing over to the elevator only to find it out of order. Walking towards the stairs you stare up at them preparing yourself to run up 5 flights. The moment you enter the practice room heads turn toward you making you the center of attention. You would think training to be an idol would make you prepared to be the center of attention but you still hate the attention being on you. The first person you lock eyes with was none other than Qian Kun who is smugly smirking at you. You hated him with a burning passion. He’s too perfect and he’s so good at everything under the sun. There is not one thing that he can’t do and if there is he’ll learn that too. The second individual is your best friend, Ten, giving you an extremely disappointed look since you are yet again late. As soon as you join the group in the morning’s physical warm-up and dance practice the rest of the world disappears and it’s just you here being consumed by the music and dance.
Not too long after the morning block ends and you sit down chugging your water and trying to catch your breath. You see a figure approach you and choose to ignore it at first thinking maybe they’d go away. When they didn’t you put the bottle down ready to talk to whoever it is. When you look up at the figure, you realize it’s Kun. You roll your eyes and pretend you never looked at him, deciding to check your phone.
“So y/n did you decide to ignore your alarm again?” He laughed
“No as a matter of fact I’m late because I was here last night doing extra practice” you bite back
“Well then my bad” he sarcastically gasped and acted offended by your tone
“Can you just get lost I don’t want to speak to you” you look away from him
“Aww come on I’m not that insufferable” he faked hope.
“That’s debatable cause I find you extremely insufferable Qian”
He simply laughed and walked away with a wish for you to mess up your vocal assessment today which you totally didn’t forget about. Deciding to get up, you approach Ten as your plan of action. You knew you would be lectured about showing up late again but he can’t do anything about it since he’s still in training as well. You glide across the room hearing passing conversations among your fellow trainees. He saw you approaching and immediately put on his ‘mom’ face ready to chastise you. Finally reaching your friend you smiled at him as if nothing was wrong.
“Don’t give me that look y/n this is the fourth time you’ve been late this month!” He begins “what’s been up with you lately?”
“You know I’ve been staying late here to get extra practice Ten. I can’t help oversleeping if I’m here super late!” You retorted
“You don’t need the extra practice y/n, you’re the most talented female trainee here” he whispered the last part for obvious reasons.
Your conversation was cut short by the head of training coming in to collect those who needed to do vocal training for the next block which included both you and your demonic counterpart Kun. Today just couldn’t get any worse, could it? Entering the vocal training room, you could see a piano and a few stands to hold your music. All you could wish for right now was for Kun to not say anything and let you practice in peace. But of course, because today seems to hate you he made a comment that completely set you off.
“Ya know you’re not a half-bad singer. Maybe if you weren’t insane and bitchy I’d like you” he chuckled sarcastically
“Know what Qian? Fuck you! I’ve had enough of your shit!” you screamed at him
“You wish I’d fuck you! I’d never go near trash though” he smiled rudely
“Maybe you should take a look in the mirror then idiot! Cause you’re the biggest piece of rotten garbage I’ve ever met!” you said as you stormed out of the room
You stopped by your vocal coach letting her know you needed to go for a walk and calm down before walking out of the building and straight to your friend Jungwoo‘s lab-office. Luckily this wasn’t a long walk just a hot one thanks to how heated that argument was and how hot the weather is. You walk into Jungwoo’s lab where you see him doing final touches on some big metal box-looking thing. Too engrossed in his work he doesn’t even see or hear you walk in until you sigh and throw yourself into his desk chair ready to rant about your fellow trainee. After successfully pulling him from his focus and ranting for a few minutes, you hear the door open followed but someone calling for Jungwoo as well. The moment they stepped into his workspace your anger returned to your body.
“Why the fuck are you here Qian?!”
“Cause I need to talk to MY friend thank you very much!”
“Last time I checked I was here first to go talk to Taeyoung or whatever his name is” You rolled your eyes
“Firstly, it’s Taeyong and secondly it doesn’t matter if you were here first that just means you’ve been here longer which means I get to talk to him now” he glared at you
“Both of you shut up. Please. I need to focus on this!” Jungwoo yells at both of you “but… if one of you would be so kind I do need a test subject for my machine” he smiles with a facade of innocence
“Okay I’ll do it!” you call “as long as I get away from him” You glared in Kun‘s direction
“Don’t you want to know what you’re testing?” He asks
“Wait! If this is such a big deal I should do it! Since I’m better at everything anyway” He smirks at you walking right into the machine
“Um excuse you as Jungwoo’s close friend I think I should do the honors” you push him out of the way
“If you’re both so sure about wanting to test it, why don’t you both go and try to prove it to the other that you’re better” Jungwoo stated just wanting to test his invention
“Ew I don’t want to be near him” you gagged
“Me either but about her” Kun crossed his arms over his chest
“Hey what’s wrong with me?!” you yell again
“Where do I start?!” Kun yells back stepping into the machine with you flailing his arms for emphasis accidentally hitting a button
“Oh fuck!!” Jungwoo yelps pulling you both from your argument
A look of panic fills his face hoping that you two would be okay “tell me what it looks like! Looks like you’re both going now!” He calls trying to mask his worry
“What?!” You both call back to him and before you knew it you entered the darkness.
???
You wake up in what seems to be your company building in a practice studio. You groan sitting up fully to take in your surroundings. Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary except that some of the screens and computers seem to have been updated since you left. You nearly jump out of your skin when you hear a man groan next to you. Looking to your right to see Kun there beginning to wake up and process his surroundings as well.
“What the fuck happened?” he grunts
“Why are you asking me?! I just woke up too!”
“Could you not be a bitch I have a hell of a headache now”
“Fine. I guess I’ll be decent to you since I got one too”
You stand up trying to figure out which room you’re in specifically discovering you in your vocal practice room from this morning. Not before long a little boy runs through the door and tackles Kun. Flustered Kun picks the boy up off of him and places him back on the ground. Then someone comes running in trying to catch the small child.
“Sorry guys I tried to keep him distracted for you but it can only last so long. You know how hyper this kid is.” the man chuckle
“Ten?! You have a kid?!” You finally process who this person is
“Yeah what the hell is happening?” Kun adds
The little boy gasps before saying “dad you need to put a dollar in the swear jar when we get home now”
You look at Kun quizzically then to Ten who is even more confused “um are you guys okay? You seem to not remember your kid” he laughed
The look that you and Kun shared was pure panic and confusion. Kun is broke from this trance when the boy comes and taps him on the shoulder “dad why didn’t you tell me you and mom were coming home early?”
You gave him a look telling him to play along. Neither of you knew what to do. You were at Jungwoo’s lab 30 seconds ago and now you’re in your practice room with Ten and a little boy that can’t be much older than 7 and keeps calling Kun dad and calling you mom.
“Um mom and I wanted to surprise you” he gave a tight-lipped smile trying to sound peppy “how about we sit at the piano and play a little bit?” he suggested
“Since he found you guys I guess I’ll be on my way I have to go help that new boy group with their choreo again” he sighed “bye Yangyang I’ll see you later” he ruffled the boy’s hair
There was a knock at the door to which you called them in. A young girl, maybe about 17, who seemed to be intimidated by you and Kun. You had no idea why this could be, both you and Kun weren’t that much older than her.
“Oh my! I’m so sorry Mr. and Mrs. Qian I’m so sorry to interrupt! I didn’t realize you were back from promotions already! I’ll find another room to practice in” she shyly apologized
Your eyes went big as saucers Mrs. Qian? You thought, why in the world would she call me that? And why is she so scared of us? And what promotions is she talking about? A tug at your sleeve pulls you from your thoughts. The young boy looks up at you with puppy eyes.
“Mom, can you listen to me play the piano?” He asks you
“Of course!” you smile to the best of your ability as you squat down next to the piano where Kun has the boy seated in his lap
“Ready?” the boy enthuses looking up at Kun behind him
He takes a deep breath and begins to play. Despite having small hands and being a child he plays wonderfully for his age. Both you and Kun are shocked at his ability to play at such a young age. Once he was done with his mini-performance all you could do was gape at the boy amazed by his talent.
“Who taught you that song bub?” you asked him
“Silly mom you did” he giggled and scrunched his nose, “You told me that it was the first song you and dad wrote together! Dad played the piano and sang and you played guitar and sang!” he enthused “can we go get lunch now? I’m really hungry!” he jumped down off Kun’s lap ready to leave
“Of course sweetie,” you say opening the door “um Yangyang” you started hoping you got his name right “do you remember your way home without us telling you?”
“Of course! We walk here every day and I play with Uncle Ten and Uncle Taeyong while you guys write your songs! Now let’s go I want dad to make me some of that Chinese stir fry he’s so good at making!” he bounced down the hallway
You and Kun trailed behind him giving each other looks somewhere between confusion and hatred. You don’t know where you are, who's kid this is, and what people are talking about with promotions. Neither of you has debuted yet you're just starting your final assessments for training. You look away to make sure Yangyang is still in sight. He seems to have more energy than you ever could have, if he is your kid you have no idea where he got this energy from. The three of you arrive at the elevator (that’s luckily functional) stepping inside when it arrives. You stand in silence for a while before Kun nudged you with his elbow.
“What are we gonna do?” He whispers making sure the kid doesn’t hear you
“How am I supposed to know?” You subtle snip at him
“We’re famous here and I guess, even though the idea of this is repulsive, we’re dating or something and that” he nodded at Yangyang subtly “is our son”
“You’re buying this?! I bet this is some elaborate prank or something”
“Mom? Dad? What’re you talking about?” Yangyang questions
“Adult stuff we’ll tell you when you’re older” Kun pulls an answer out of thin air “hey Yang could you tell me what year it is?”
Yangyang simply huffs at Kun’s comment then answers the question “dad, it’s 2030 are you okay?” then continues to hum the song he was before asking the question
Kun looks at you completely flabbergasted by Yangyang’s response to the question. He clears his throat and tries to talk again.
“Well… we have to act believably if all of this is really real” he whispered continuing the conversation
“Fine but try to kiss me and I kill you on sight”
“Don’t worry I’d never dream of doing that in a million years… darling” he smirks at you
“Do we have to do this? You saying that made me want to vomit”
“Yes, we have to. At least for the kid’s sake,” he states
You exit the building immediately swamped by fans and paparazzi. You feel a small hand grab yours looking down you see Yangyang holding it.
“You make me hold your hand when we walk home just in case mean people come and do mean people things” he smiles
On your back, you feel a hand sliding to grip your hip on the same side Yangyang holds your hand. You find this hand is attached to Kun. You suck it up and pretend it’s completely normal for this to happen. Yeah y/n it’s completely normal for your enemy to hold your waist and hold a random kid’s hand you think. You let Yangyang guide your way home since he was completely starved and desperately needed food in his words. The walk to his home was much more bearable than your walk run to work this morning. It’s definitely not as hot as it was when you left this morning which is odd because it’s the peak of sunlight right now meaning it should be hotter. You look around spotting a billboard that has you beyond confused. Your face was on it, so was Kun’s; not only was this billboard sporting your faces but you’re also kissing his cheek in this photo. You genuinely look like you love him and he genuinely looks like he loves that you’re kissing him. You nudge Kun to point at this billboard and he’s just as confused and disgusted as you are. This is too elaborate to be a prank at this point. The realization sets in. You aren’t home. Before you can get to your destination a teenager calls Kun’s name asking for an autograph and he awkwardly accepts this request and signs the notebook page for him.
He then asks you the same and comments “you know y/n you don’t look a day over 24” it was shyly stated but you didn’t know how to respond
“Thank you! That’s very sweet of you!” But I’m genuinely 24 years old you think, while accepting the compliment
“Hey! Don’t you want my sign too?” Yangyang pouted
“W-well if it’s okay with your parents. I would love yours too” the fan smiled at him
You nodded at him and handed him the pen you were holding. He smiled so brightly you didn’t know what to do besides smile at him. He looked up at you seeming to want help writing his name in cursive as you and Kun did. To which you happily sunk to his level and helped him write. After this action was completed the fan thanked you again before the three of you continued on your way to Yangyangs (and apparently yours) home.
“Here we are!” The child exclaimed as you approached an apartment building
“Here Yang?” Kun questioned
“Dad, are you feeling okay? Of course, this is where our home is” he furrowed his eyebrows together
“I think dad just needs a nap. How about I make us some noodles or sandwiches and we let dad sleep for a bit?” You say as you walk into the building
“Noooo” he whined “I want dad to make me stir fry. He always makes me stir fry for lunch at least once every two weeks and today’s a stir fry day” he continued melting together a combination of languages
“Yangie I only caught like two-thirds of that” you half-laugh “wanna try that again?”
“Sorry I get confused sometimes since I speak Mandarin with dad sometimes and English with you sometimes and Korean almost all the time cause of school and going to work with you” he explained before repeating his whining in one language
“Yangyang, I’ll make you stir fry” Kun starts seeing the boy’s eyes light up “if… you knock off that whining, I’m not dealing with that” it may have sounded parental but it was just genuinely hate for whining in general
“Fine” he pouted pressing the up button for the elevator and then once inside he pressed the button for the top floor surprising both adults with him
After a short elevator ride, the three of you approach a door that had a pin code attached to the handle. Slightly panicking again you look at Kun for an answer. He simply shrugged as if to say ‘your turn to create a bs reason to make the kid do it’. You sighed and asked him if he remembered the pin all on his own. To which he said he did and whispered to you that it was the year he was born and the year you married ‘dad’ and told you the numbers. Once the pin was punched in and accepted Yangyang barrels through the door extremely excited about the food you assumed until you heard barking.
“Bella! Louis! Leon!” Yangyang chimed
You and Kun closed the door and entered the room in which the boy was seated. Only to find him on the floor with a dog and two cats. You looked at Kun then to the animals then to Yangyang in a repeating cycle until a soft thing brushed against your leg. Looking down yet again you find one of the cats rubbing against you to say hi while the dog jumped around excitedly playing with the other cat. You honestly aren’t sure what to make of the situation you’re in, you’re supposedly ten years in the future, you’re married to the bane of your existence, you have a kid, and you’re famous. It’s a lot to process and you’re almost positive that Kun is having the same crisis right now. You see him worrying on his lower lip trying to figure out what was really happening to the two of you. It’s as if you can see his thoughts, basically being the same as yours. Why are you here? How did you get here? Why in the world why would I marry an absolute asshat? The dog, supposedly named Bella, approaches you and begins to paw at your legs pushing the larger cat out of the way. Despite the immense amounts of confusion you feel right now, you find yourself smiling at the situation before you. The idea of having a kid in a few years isn’t a horrible idea, neither is having a home like this nor knowing that you’ll have a successful career. There’s only one problem, you hate who you end up marrying. Even if this is the reality, you could never imagine yourself marrying someone so cocky and full of themselves. And because of your pride, you refuse to believe that he’s better than you in any field which doesn’t help his case at all.
“Mom are you mad at dad? You’re giving him your angry look” Yangyang observes taking a break from playing with the smaller cat
“N-no, we just need to go have an adult conversation” you gave him a tight-lipped smile
“Okay” he shrugged “could I have food first? I can only be distracted by the animals for so long” he gave you a toothy smile
“Of course, let's head to the kitchen to see what there is.” you free yourself from the dog’s repeated pawing
Yangyang had been fed and did his responsibility of feeding the pets which you apparently tasked him to daily. Kun had taken it upon himself to search the house for any clues as to where you were exactly and if this was really happening. You were sitting on a plush chair by the TV with the kid and pets when you realized you could probably text someone to see what was happening and if they were experiencing this too. As you go to turn on your phone and text someone, your phone refuses to turn on as if it has no means to do so, which can’t be true since all of the technology was working at the company and here in the home, as shown by the TV in front of you. There should be no reason your phone doesn’t work. Wandering around the apartment trying to find Kun to ask if he was having this same issue you look to the walls. Seeing a slew of framed photos; some of Yangyang, others of yourself but slightly older, some of Kun as well. A few caught your eye though. The first picture is of what seems to be your and Kun’s wedding, both of you looking so in love with each other it’s almost sickly sweet. You gagged anyway cause eww you would never marry that man. The next one of you, lying in a hospital bed with Kun seated beside you looking at a newborn baby who you assumed to be Yangyang. The looks on your face and Kun’s face looked so tired but so adoring of the small baby in your arms, so ready to give the entire world to him no matter what it would cost you. The final picture seemed to be “recent” as Yangyang seemed to be close to his current age in the picture. He stood between you and Kun in a park during the fall, he was looking up at you two with a disgusted face. Scanning up the picture you realized his reason for the facial expression and honestly wanted to join him. Kun was kissing your cheek and holding you as close as he could like if he were to let you go you’d disappear from his side. You had the brightest smile on your face while this was happening, seeming to love every moment of this capture. You weren’t going to lie to yourself the photo was a cute candid, it still didn’t sit right though. Something about the situation wasn't right.
“I see you found ‘our photos’” Kun said approaching you “seems odd right? All these lovey-dovey photos of us” he chuckles
“Yeah, it really does. It’s disgusting too” you fake gagging
He responds with an agreeing laugh before asking “is your phone working? Mine won’t even show me my Lock Screen”
“Mine doesn’t either… there’s no reason for them to not work though…” you start thinking of possible reasons why
“Well what if this is 2030?” Kun theorizes “we were standing in that weird box in Jungwoo’s lab before we woke up in the company…”
“Shit… we need to find Jungwoo don’t we?” You groan
“Yes we do doll” he sighed
“Don’t call me that” you deadpan
“Better get used to it if this is our future” he pointed at the pictures of you two and Yangyang “and don’t be surprised if I kiss you when we do leave to go wherever he is. We need to make this all believable sweetheart” he smirks and giggled lowly
“Don’t. You. Dare.” You grit
Before he can laugh at you again Yangyang approaches you in the hallway “you done with your ‘adult conversation’?” He asks in the most innocent voice he could muster “I wanna go visit Uncle Woo and see if he made any cool toys for me again!” his ending tone revealing what he was truly after
A lightbulb lights above Kun’s head “Yangyang do you know Uncle Woo’s number? We should let him know we’re on our way!”
“Um no… I know the way to his building though!” He bounces “why don’t you just call him dad? You have a phone. I don’t” he shrugged
“Uh…. uh….” he couldn’t find the answer
“His phone is dead and so is mine! We got so focused on making music earlier that we didn’t charge them!” You saved him
Yangyang shrugged, grabbed Kun’s hand, and dragged him through the house to find his shoes. You laugh at how Kun just let this 7-year-old drag him around. You wandered through the house a little more trying to find any clues that Kun decided not to tell you when he opted to instead tease you. You first find Yangyang‘s bedroom, toys everywhere, primarily cars and stuffed animals, and the cutest little bed you think you’ve ever seen. It was a plain light-colored wood frame but the tiny paintings and engravings seemed to make it seem more special. His sheets had teddy bears all over them and his blankets had cars. Extremely mismatched but seemed to fit so well together at the same time. You absentmindedly smiled at it before realizing what you were doing, you were trying to find clues but here you were enamored by a child’s bedroom. You shake your head and move on down the hall.
Just next to Yangyang‘s room is the bathroom, nothing too special about it just noting that it was extremely clean considering a child lives here. There was barely a speck of dust in there and it smelled like fruits rather than a bathroom smell.
Moving further you find a larger bedroom which you assume to be his parents, you step inside figuring most clues would reside in there. The first thing you did was approach the dresser hoping to find some sort of device that could tell you the true date and location in which you reside. To your dismay, nothing sits on or in this dresser. However, you do get extremely flustered seeing some of the clothing items that the mother owns. You really didn’t need to see lingerie, especially sets that seemed familiar to you. You quickly divert your attention to the vanity, maybe you’d find a planner or journal in a drawer. You sat at the mirror again, the situation seemed familiar to you. All the makeup brands and skincare products there were the ones you currently use plus some extra things. Shaking the weird feeling you got in your gut, you open the first drawer finding only hair accessories; headbands, hair clips, and hair ties. The second had makeup brushes and tools some again looked familiar to you. The last had all the random samples that the owner had collected. Everything from hair masks to moisturizers was in there. Unfortunately, no clues could be found except for some of the products which had expiration dates. One dated as expiring in June 2031, either that moisturizer lasts forever, it was a misprint, or this was really the year 2030. You then see a box under the bed from where you sit, curious as to what’s inside, you grab it. You hope it’s something helpful and won’t get you blushing or embarrassed again. But of course, your luck doesn’t exist today. You sat down on the bed cross-legged with the box sitting in front of you. You slowly opened the lid hoping it wasn’t anything bad, maybe it was some family pictures or maybe it was some books. Nope. You lifted the lid and found various adult toys. Your face flushed red realizing what was staring back at you. It was a black and white oblong ovular object that you recognized all too much. One of your toys was in here, the only way it could be there was if it was either stolen or this was your house. You ran your eyes over the other contents of the box, restrains of different varieties, varieties of phallic objects, a vibrating wand, condoms, lube, among other things. You’d imagine your face to be almost identical to the color of a tomato right now. You accidentally knocked something causing it to begin vibrating intensely. Due to your shock, you fell right off the bed onto the floor. Footsteps quickly approached you, luckily or unluckily the person that these steps belonged to was Kun. He walked in and laughed at your state.
“I didn’t take you as the type of person to go through people's things,” he said with arms crossed leaning against the door frame looking much more attractive than you care to admit.
“I- I was looking for clues and info as to where we are and why,” you said still flushed
“What did you find that got you so scared? Was it just finally coming to the realization I’m better than you?” He smirked walking towards you “oh? Did you get embarrassed finding these toys? Hmm, baby?” The pet name caused you to only flush a deeper shade of red
“N-no! One just turned on and it scared me!”
He walks over to you and continues his teasing “you sure it’s not just that you’re a shy girl who can’t do anything herself… even show up to training on time?”
“No! I- I have-“ you stop talking before you dig yourself a hole
“Ya know if this really is our bedroom that means those are our toys” he chuckled towering over you “ever think of that?” and you shook your head in response
“It couldn’t be. I keep my stuff organized and that box is not organized. Unless someone else already went through it” you tease back
“And if I did?”
You became too flustered to continue the conversation “s-so anyway did you find any clues?”
“Nothing as to where or when we are but I did get a clue into your personal life just now” he smirked
You sighed heavily “Kun this is serious! We need to get home! Help me try to find some documentation or something,” you said getting up and shoving the box back under the bed
“Maybe in the office” he deadpanned “you probably didn’t even notice it there with how distracted you got in here” he scoffed
“Whatever let’s just go there” you shoved him out of the way
You two had been searching the office for what seemed like hours before Yangyang came barreling through the door.
“Mom! Dad! I’m bored, when can we go to Uncle Woo’s place?” He whined
“Soon we need to ask you something!” You enthused sitting down on your knees “do you remember where the super-duper important papers are? Like your birth certificate or our marriage certificate?”
“In the firebox mom… they’ve always been in the firebox. You said if a fire ever happened that the super special papers stay in there! I- I know I shouldn’t know where the key is but I do “ He twiddled his thumbs
“It’s a good thing you know! What if we weren’t around and you needed something!?” You reassured, “now can you show me where it is?”
He nodded and pointed at a drawer in the desk, reaching inside Kun almost instantly found it. As he passed you the key his fingers lightly grazed over yours, you expected to feel repulsed by this event but it made your skin burn in a not-so-bad way and made your heartbeat just a tad faster. I can’t be falling for someone I hate, can I? you questioned yourself. Kun cleared his throat which brought you back to where you were, you unlocked the box before turning to Yangyang.
“Could you go play with your toys or the animals? There's something super important that we have to talk about”
He nods and runs off and you hear the dog barking almost immediately after. Kun goes to the door, closes it, and walks back to his seat in the office chair. You look at the box, up at Kun, then back to the box. Taking a deep breath expecting the worst you opened the box luckily finding documents that might be able to help you figure out what’s happening and why. First only finding documents that you had no idea about and ones that were irrelevant to your situation. As you dug deeper into the box you find a document that has you in complete shock. You sit there staring at it as if you’re waiting for it to disappear or be a fake. Kun still had yet to see what you were holding. He let out an exasperated sigh and leaned forward in his chair again making you feel small in your place.
“What is it this time? Find more adult things?” he laughed
You were too speechless to answer him instead of opting to just hand him the paper, you couldn’t even look at him right now.
“What the fuck? Is this?” he was just as in shock as you were
“It’s our marriage certificate… look at the date.” you deadpan still in shock
“November 17, 2022” he reads “wait! 2022? That’s in two years! I’m gonna end up married to you in two years!?”
“You wish” you sneered “that is not happening”
“Obviously it is, sweetheart” he teases again “this seems like a legitimate document too. So you better knock off that fake hatred for me” he mocks pity
“Whatever at least this gives us a hint as to this being real or whatever” you snatch the certificate from Kun’s hand
You place the paper back in the box continuing to root through it trying to find more “here” you handed Kun another paper “Yangyang’s birth certificate”
He looked at the paper laughing again “damn we didn’t waste any time getting you pregnant”
“W-what?” you are shocked by his straightforwardness
“Qian Yangyang born October 10, 2023, at 2:37 am to parents Qian Y/n and Qian Kun” he recites
“And? Your point?” you snip at him
“And that means I knocked you up in February. That’s only three months after our wedding” he sasses
“Whatever at least we finally got confirmation that this is the future and not some shared delusion.” you tried to avoid the topic “go get Yangyang we’re gonna go find Woo”
Yangyang skips down the street leading the way to Jungwoo’s office with you and Kun trailing slightly behind him. For some reason, this all felt so right, so normal for this to be happening. You look up at Kun finally not wanting to fight him when you look at his side profile. Instead finding him rather attractive. It doesn’t take long for him to comment on your staring though.
“Take a picture it’ll last longer” he scoffs not even looking at you “if you think I’m so attractive maybe you should drop the whole ‘I hate you’ act and tell me you like me”
“I don’t like you” you started “I do hate you though. You’re insufferable and so damn cocky I can’t stand it. Maybe if you shut your bitchass mouth I’d actually get along with you” you smile at him with tons of sass
“You want to say that again? See what happens?” he threatens
“I’m so scared,” you said sarcastically and rolled your eyes
“Hmm, you should be, I don’t tolerate brats like you” he grabbed your chin and shook it back and forth slightly rendering you speechless again.
“Mom! Dad! Don’t be gross in public” Yangyang whines in a disgusted tone “we’re here!” he runs through the glass doors you assume to go find Jungwoo.
“Well let’s hope he has a solution for us” you sighed
You both walk through the doors completely lost immediately. This was not the office that you remembered. There were more than just the two rooms than there were back in 2020, this building had at least two floors and several different staff members which Jungwoo didn’t have in your time. If he did this entire situation wouldn’t have happened. Kun tapped your shoulder to finally get you to look at him again. He nodded his head toward the room directly in the back where that machine sat. You, without thinking, grabbed his hand and dragged him back there. Once you were back there you had realized what you had done making you blush yet again. You were trying to create some sort of excuse as to why you did that which only sparked another argument. Neither of you realized that you were not alone in the room, someone cleared their throat breaking the argument. It was Jungwoo only a little older and clearly more advanced in his career shown by the different inventions and awards around the room.
“You two are arguing like you did when you were still training. And Kun you dyed your hair brown again? The last time you did that was years ago!” he laughed
“Maybe because we are from ten years ago and are still training” you sass your friend
“Y/n can you relax? Please? You’re such a pain in the ass” Kun rolls his eyes again
“Roll your eyes harder bitch you might find a brain back there” you spit at him
“Great, that's today?” Jungwoo whined “go find your son. I think he’s in the cafe area right now. I’ll get all the materials together again and get ready to explain how you two fucked up this time”
“Let's go” you grunt grabbing Kun’s arm “I just want to get back to our time”
It didn’t take too long to find Yangyang at all, he was exactly where Jungwoo thought he was, sitting in the cafe area eating some sort of sandwich sitting across from someone. They were having a conversation that Yangyang was passionate about flailing his arms like Kun does when he’s passionate about something or arguing with you. Kun approaches the duo first and the man looks up to him and smiles then returning to listening to Yangyang's story
“Hi Kun! We were just talking about the fun game that he and Bella played while you and y/n were having an adult conversation” the tone in which he said the last part was very suggestive of something other than talking
“Hi Yong thanks for keeping him occupied for a little. Could you and Yangyang come back with us into Jungwoo’s room? I need to ask you a favor but Jungwoo needs to explain something first” to which Taeyong nods and follows you two back to the room.
Jungwoo had you, Kun, and Taeyong sat in front of him and had Yangyang distracted by some random gadget that he had made for him in the front room of the office. He explained the technology and physics behind what happened, not one part of it made sense to you but you didn’t care at this point. You just wanted to go home to some normalcy and the ability to fight Kun whenever you pleased. Taeyong was beyond confused. He really thought that you two were the Kun and Y/n that are so in love with each other and don’t fight anymore but here you are picking fights every moment you got.
“So they’re really from the year 2020? And they hate each other?”
“Yes and yes” Jungwoo sighed “I created a prototype time machine in the year 2020 and y/n had come over to complain about Kun, then Kun showed up and they started fighting. I tried to get one of them to get in the machine to be my test dummy then they started fighting in there. We all know how Kun gets when he gets heated or passionate about something-”
“Yeah, yeah, he uses a lot of gestures and flails his arms around,” you say with extreme boredom “can we get through this faster so I can go home and pass this final assessment for training”
“Why do you know how I get when I do something I love?” Kun asks you
“You act like we haven’t been training together for years now” you scoff
“Before you two start fighting again let me finish explaining. They were fighting really verbally aggressive in the time machine and Kun accidentally hit a button sending them to our time. We’re lucky our Kun and y/n aren’t back from their trip yet. I have no idea what would happen if they were in the same room as each other. So Taeyong” he starts
“W-what? Why am I being dragged into this? I don’t wanna go to the past!” he tries to escape the situation
Jungwoo began to laugh “dude I wasn’t gonna send you back there. I just want you to distract the kid for a while until our y/n and Kun get back, I’ll text them to let them know you have them. They should be back later today though.”
“O-oh yeah! I can do that!” he said getting up “I’ll take him to the park or some shit. I'll let you know where we go”
Taeyong was now grabbing Yangyang and taking him out to have a fun time (read: distract him). Jungwoo turned to the two of you who remained finding that you found another reason to argue about something stupid. This time it’s what’s gonna happen when you go back to your own time. Jungwoo just laughed at you two and shook his head.
“I really don’t miss you guys arguing like this. I’ll take you guys being lovey-dovey and gross rather than fighting over every little thing”
“I will never be clingy and lovey with him. That is never going to happen Jungwoo”
“Alright y/n but give it about two weeks and you won’t be saying that anymore” he shrugged “now get in the time machine before Yangyang gets back or you two start fighting again”
What took you by surprise was that Kun stood up and offered you a hand. Although you were skeptical of his reasoning you still took his offer and let him help you into the machine. You know such a small gesture shouldn’t affect you but here you are, blushing like a tomato from him helping you up. Jungwoo explained exactly what you needed to do and assured you that this model was much more safe compared to the model you accidentally used to come here. Once Jungwoo had finished his explanation Kun thought it was the funniest thing to begin teasing you for how much shorter than him you are. He had no idea what he was doing to you. He saw how your face began to flush red again so he took it upon himself to start teasing you for that and babying you because ‘you’re so tiny and little, like a baby, so I’m gonna treat you like one’ thinking it was hilarious.
“Ugh! Enough Kun you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now!”
“And what is it that I’m doing?” he smirked
“Nothing! Bye Jungwoo thank you again for the help! Kun… could you press the button… I can’t reach it”
“See, tiny. Just like I’ve been saying.” Kun smirked again ” Bye Woo! Thanks!” he called while smacking the button enthusiastically to finally sent you guys back home.
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June 2020
The room was again dark when you returned to your own time. Beside you, Kun was already getting ready to go calm down Jungwoo who was clearly panicking. It took you a moment to regain your senses fully. Everything was just as disorienting as it was when you went to the future. As soon as you felt well enough to stand you were up and by Jungwoo’s side. Kun’s attempts to help were not helping at all.
“Jesus Christ finally.” Kun bites at you “you sat there staring for like ten minutes”
“I’m sorry that I was out of it. Jesus.” you snip back “Move. I need to help Woo, obviously, you’re unable to do so properly.”
“Both of you knock it off!” Jungwoo “Neither of you are being any help arguing with each other so knock it the fuck off!”
“Sorry Woo… well we’re back and had an… interesting time” you calmed down and ignored Kun’s presence.
“What do you mean interesting?” Jungwoo responded with a very skeptical tone.
“Do you have to say it y/n?” Kun groaned “He’ll find out in two years anyway”
“Two years?! That’s too long! Tell me!” Jungwoo insisted with a hyper interest.
“We were married and had a kid” you deadpan staring into Kun’s eyes as if to challenge him to do something.
“Brat.” he simply said with a venomous undertone
“You were what!? You two!?” Jungwoo simply couldn’t believe what you had just said. “There’s no way you two could tolerate each other for more than an hour!”
“Well, we were. We found both our marriage certificate and Yangyang’s birth certificate” Kun grumbled
“Who the hell is Yangyang?” Jungwoo questioned again to which you gasped
“Don’t talk about my baby like that” you defended
“Baby?” Kin chuckled “he’s your baby now?”
“I gave birth to him didn’t I?” you bite “I won’t have him for another three years but he’s still my baby”
“Wait wait wait” Jungwoo interrupts “you’re gonna have a baby in three years? How the hell does that make sense? You can barely stand looking at him for more than five seconds”
“As I was saying” Kun starts “yes we were married in the future, November 17th, 2022-”
“Aww you remembered” you mocked a loving tone
“Shut the fuck up no one asked for your input” he stops you in your tracks “and before I get interrupted again. Yes, our son Yangyang was born on October 10th, 2023. When we were there he was 7 years old.”
“So you really went to 2030?!” Jungwoo beamed “what was it like besides weird for your reasons. Like did I invent that machine I was telling you about last week y/n? Did I?”
“Yes Woo, you invented a whole lot more stuff than just that though. But I won’t share that cause then you might not do it or you might do it at the wrong time” you giggled at his excitement.
Once you had Jungwoo calm again from all his excitement about creating the first functional time machine and about what the future is like, you and Kun had the realization that you both missed your final assessments for training. Once this realization hit you both were out of Jungwoo’s small lab and bolting down the street to try to explain to your trainers why you were gone. Of course, this would be extremely hard to do when you were literally in the future.
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Once you were finally back in your training room, the trainers that were there looked more worried than angry if anything. Ten ran to your side ready to fight whoever he needed to when it came to your safety.
“Where the hell were you? I stalled for both of you guys to do your assessments late.” he sighed hoping he helped for a good reason.
“Would you believe me if I said we were in the future?” you airly spoke
“W-what?” he was flabbergasted by what you just told him.
“We’ll explain later don’t worry” you patted his shoulder “thanks for stalling! Wish me luck”
By the time you got to the trainers, Kun was already there about to do his assessment. He looked back at your shocked expression as he walked into the studio with one of the trainers. You thought he would be nice for once but of course, he would never, he’s your rival after all. Why would he let you go first? He hates you, you hate him. Once you see him emerge from the studio again you find yourself anxious to hear if he passed or not. Why you felt this way you had no idea but you felt the need to know how it went. You eventually plucked up the courage to go up to him as you began to walk towards that same studio to do your assessment.
“Did you pass?” your voice came out smaller than you had intended.
“Yeah” he smirked again “let’s see if you can manage to pass too.”
“I- I can pass I’ve been training as long as you have” you defend yourself ready to walk away from him, head held high.
“Hey, good luck” he gave you a gentle smile “I know I always say I hate you and you’re only second best but you’re talented. So good luck”
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Standing in front of the trainer as you performed the song they arranged for you, you felt a wave of confidence run through you. Kun had wished you luck, which meant more than you had expected it to. You sang and danced your heart out by the end of your assessment performance you had hardly realized that the trainers were there in the room with you. You panted, trying to catch your breath after dancing and singing so intensely. You stand there in silence waiting for the answer. Bringing their heads closer together the trainers came to an answer rather quickly.
“Miss Y/n,” the primary trainer starts “congratulations. You’ve passed. Please would you call Kun back in here we have something to share with you both” she speaks professionally.
You nod and walk into the main room finding Kun there looking rather anxious. As you approach him his head shoots up looking at you with hopeful eyes. What he says catches you completely off guard. “Did you pass?”
“Y- yeah I did! They said they need to see both of us though” you smile happily at him “I think that they’re gonna tell us about the duo thing”
“Okay then, let’s go,” he says standing up and subconsciously grabbed your hand.
“K-Kun?” you question looking down at your hand in his.
“Sorry, habit I guess, ya know from being a couple in the future to make it believable” he moved to let go of your hand
“N-no, it’s okay. I don’t mind holding your hand” you blush holding onto his hand tighter
“See, I knew you didn’t really hate me” he smirked “I don’t hate you either” he spoke before dragging you into the assessment room
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January 2022
It’s been a year and a few months since your debut with Kun as a co-ed duo, despite having studied dancing for years, they had you mostly marketed as a singer-songwriter duo. That being said you sit most times or just stand by a mic while playing guitar or piano, depending on the song. You also got over your hatred for each other and started dating publicly a few months into your careers, which was luckily well received by your fans and company alike. Your company only saw it as another marketable thing while your fans thought it was the cutest sweetest thing to ever happen. Today you had another performance on Music Bank for your newest album. You sat at your keyboard with Kun by your side looking at you like you held the world in the palm of your hand. You look over at him with a playfully skeptical look in your eyes.
“What’re you staring at?” you tease
“The most beautiful woman in the world, what else would I want to look at?” he smiles contently at you.
“You’re so cheesy” you fake cringe.
“And you’re a brat, but I still love it don’t I? Just like you love my cheesiness” he blew you a kiss from his place beside you.
Your performance had begun and as always everything was going smoothly. You’ve both always had a way of being able to do one take and call it a day. You harmonized angelically with Kun’s lower tone, occasionally making loving eye contact with him throughout the first song. Towards the end of the second song, you realized he had simply stopped singing a few seconds ago causing you to turn to look at him. When you turned to him he was right by your side on one knee. Once you processed what was happening you burst into tears. He reached for the mic that was resting in front of your face with the hand that wasn’t holding the small box before speaking.
“My beautiful, talented, one of a kind, y/n I know we’ve only been together just over a year but we’ve been through hell and back together. I couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone else besides you, so, y/n, would you do me the absolute honor of marrying me?” he spoke as tears began to well in his eyes as well now.
“What kind of question is that!? Of course, I’m saying yes! One billion times yes!” by this time tears were like rivers down your cheeks as he slid the ring onto your finger “God Kun I love you so much”
“I love you to baby,” he said kissing you not giving a damn about the crowd or cameras “at least we don’t have to worry about choosing a date” he airily giggled
“Mmhmm, November 17th” you smiled resting your forehead against his.
Of course, you had to re-record the second song but it was beyond worth it.
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February 2023
“Baby” you hear Kun call you from the kitchen.
“Yes love” you answer walking into the kitchen from your shared room “do you need help with dinner?” you ask not looking up from your phone.
Before you can even notice your phone is plucked from your hand and he places a sweet kiss on your lips. No matter how many times he kisses you it’ll always be just as breath-taking as the first. You happily accept the kiss wrapping your arms around his shoulders. His arms that were resting on the door frame above your head now move to your waist pulling you closer to him. Now having you closer to his body, you chose to deepen the kiss. You feel the heat of the kiss burn hotter before the smoke alarm goes off.
“Shit.” Kun curses under his breath before breaking the kiss “I forgot I was cooking” he made his way to the stove turning it off “let me take care of this mess I’ve made then I’ll be right back to kiss you again” he said stopping the smoke from continuing.
You come up behind him, wrapping your arms around his midsection, and bury your face beside his shoulder blade. You feel a chuckle vibrate through his chest as you placed fleeting kisses along the expanse of his shoulders. He continued to scrape off the last of the burnt food out of the pan.
“So why did you call me in here?” you mumble into his back “was it just to kiss me?”
“So what if it was? Can I not kiss my wife?” he challenged, mostly focusing on the pan still.
“Not if it means you set my kitchen on fire” you joke
“I think I can kiss my wife when I please, as long as she lets me” he sets the pan down in the sink and turns in your arms “after all someone is obsessed with my kisses isn’t she?” he smirks at you.
“Hmm, maybe more than just your kisses” you tease back
“Like what?” he digs further staring deeply into your eyes “is there something specific?”
“I’m obsessed with everything about you but right now I’m thinking of something specific” your voice becomes sultry.
He scoffed at your teasing “what would that be darling?”
“This” you smirked while grabbing at his covered member “and now that I think about it” you start while palming him through his sweatpants “we’re supposed to have Yangyang in October so we better start trying now” you knew that he was getting excited just by the look in his eyes and of course the fact that you were teasing him through his pants “it might not happen on the first try but there’s no shame in trying over and over again until I’m pregnant. What do you say, love?” you smirk against his lip before kissing him properly.
A groan rips from his throat as you rub him harder than you previously had been. He brings you back into an extremely heated kiss. His back leaning against the counter, hand wanders further down your back over the curve of your ass, gently squeezing it causing you to let out a whimper.
“I think that sounds lovely princess. But you’re being one hell of a brat right now with how you’re teasing me. Shouldn’t I fix that before you get your way? Hmm?” he taunts you
“I- hmm, maybe you should but I won’t let you” you taunt back at him
Rather than answering you with more taunting, he lets go of your ass and rests one back on your hip, the other wrapping around your throat with a light grip. His gaze on you goes icy and hard compared to the light playful look that he was just looking at you with. You knew where this was headed and you were enjoying every moment of it.
“You wanna try that again bitch?” he bites emphasizing his words lightly with a slightly tighter grip around your throat.
“I said, I’m gonna do things my way, I’m in charge here baby. Not you,” you smirk “you can choke me out all you want. I know you’ll give me what I want.”
He releases your throat from his grasp and scoffs “Room. Now. I’ll be there in a few moments”
You knew that if you didn’t listen to him now you really won’t get anything you want tonight. You nodded at him quickly and scurried off into your bedroom. Once in your room, you reach under your bed to grab your box of toys you knew he would want to use on you once he was in here too. You thought to yourself that it might be a good idea for you to surprise him, to have the possibility of getting him in a gentler mood. You walk over to your drawer digging through the various sets that you had collected over the years. You settled for his favorite set, a black-based two-piece with a matching garter framed with dark blue lace. You began to get giddy at the idea of surprising him with this in the process, also grabbing some black sheer thigh highs to connect to your garter. You quickly strip yourself of all your clothing and put on the beautiful set before your husband could get to your room. Once dressed you took your place back in the center of the bed sitting back on your heels. Not too long after Kun comes into the room with a fire burning in his eyes.
“Care to explain yourself, doll?” his voice is too calm for the situation.
“N-no” you couldn’t make eye contact with your husband.
“No? Do I need to make your punishment worse now?” he mocks worry
“No sir, I just wanted you and thought that would work” you keep your head bowed down
“You really thought trying to dom me was a good idea? Dumb girl, you know damn well that won’t get you anywhere.” he grabs your chin forcing you to look up at him “and you got all dolled up for me? It’s a Shame I have to fuck you like a whore” he mocks pity again
He pulls you into a deep kiss, one filled with passion and lust. You whimper into the kiss and hope he doesn’t notice it but of course, he does and repays it by wrapping his hand around your throat once again. The lack of air supply only got you needier and made you want to reach up and pull him closer to you. But you knew better than to touch without permission from him. Your growing need between your thighs began to be unbearable so you subconsciously began to rub your thighs together which again didn’t go unnoticed by your dom.
“Needy are we?” he asks in a mocking tone “go lay down. Head on the pillows.”
You immediately obey his command and lay down in the center of the bed head against the headboard. Trying to behave for once, you lay legs open, hands resting on your midriff as you wait for Kun’s next move. He nearly got lost in the sight of you before him laying there ready for him, but he instead turned his gaze to the box of toys you had laid out earlier. He rooted through it destroying your organizational efforts to find the toys he wanted to use on you. Your eyes widened at the sight of which he chose. In his hands rested your favorite black vibrator, some rope, and a blindfold. Your shocked look was returned with a smirk from your husband.
“What sweetheart? Did you think you’d get out of your punishment just because you dressed pretty for me? Nice try.” he said while climbing over your form to begin tying you.
Your thighs and hands were now bound together preventing you from touching yourself or him. He then slid the black silk tie around your eyes stopping you from seeing anything he would do to you. The whirring of the vibrator resonates through the room, making your heart pound out of your chest. You're still dressed in the set you had put on for him and you’re absolutely sure you’ve soaked through your panties at this point from pure excitement. You feel the vibration begin against your inner thigh making you squirm slightly despite being bound.
“Stay still.” His voice is icy again “Or I’ll tie you up some more. You may be tiny but that won’t stop me from doing anything I plan to do.”
You cease your movements to the best of your ability as he drags the vibrator closer to your center but not quite where you want it. You whine and wiggle a little again causing Kun to pull the toy away all together causing a louder whine to erupt from your throat.
“I said behave and you’ll get what you want. But obviously my little slut is too far gone already to understand what I’m saying” he smirks against the skin of your thigh pressing a small kiss into the skin.
Suddenly the vibrator is pressed roughly against your clit over your panties and stays there causing you to moan extremely loud. A sadistic laugh is heard from Kun as he begins to rub it along your slit slowly. Your whines only got louder each time the toy moved. You couldn’t see his face or anything for that matter but you know he’s smirking at your whiney state.
“You know baby. If you had just behaved and waited patiently for me you wouldn’t be in this position. You’d already be riding me like you love to do.” He spoke as if he was talking about the weather.
You babble incoherently as an attempt of a response that your husband somehow properly translated to you wanting to finally reach your climax, which he granted you. With your back arched to the best of your ability, you finish so intensely you lose your breath. Before you can even properly come down from your high, you feel your panties being moved to the side and soft kisses being pressed against your thigh again. Whining is all you can do at the moment, still too sensitive from your first orgasm. Slowly the kisses trailed to your center where a long strip is licked over your slit. His lips then focus on your clit causing you to whimper and whine louder than before if that was possible. It didn’t take long before you begged again for your release despite your sensitivity. Finally, the blindfold was removed from your eyes to see your husband smiling down at you gently followed by him unbinding your wrists and thighs rubbing the reddened skin in a soothing motion.
“You did so good baby. Did you want to keep going or stop here?” He snaps into aftercare
“Want more” you start “just be gentle please.”
“Of course love, anything for you.” He kisses your forehead “do you need prep love?”
“Not this time I should be okay” You smile at him again
He gently begins to push his member into you, your jaw dropped at how wet you still are from your previous two orgasms. Once fully inside you, he rests there for a moment to allow you to tell him when you’re ready for him to move. You gave him a small nod and he began to extremely slowly pull out and push back in. The pace was almost infuriating with how slow it was. You bring your hands into his hair, gently tugging at it as some silent plea to go faster. Luckily he received this message and picked up the pace of his thrusts. As his pace grew so did your next climax.
“B-baby” you moan trying to pull him closer to you.
“Yeah, sweetheart?” He breathes out
“Gonna cum” you warn him “want you to fill me up. Please.” You whine some more
“Of course baby. Can you hold out for me? Wait for me before you cum?” He asks going faster again
“Mmhmm” You half moan
Soon enough you could barely hold it in anymore so you warn him again and he tells you to let go, bringing you to your third high of the night. He follows suit not long after painting your walls with his seed. Soon you both recover from your highs and he slowly pulls out of you trying to avoid over-sensitivity on your part.
“You think I’ll be pregnant now?” You ahh half asleep already
“If you’re not it’s just an excuse to be inside you again” He teases
“S-shut up” you blush bright red
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August 2030
“Yangyang come here sweetheart” you call him
“Yeah, mom?” Your seven year old asks once in the room with you
“Just wanted to see my baby” you coo at him hugging him tightly
“I’m not a baby anymore, I'm 7. I’m a big boy!” Her attempts to escape your grasp
“Yeah but you’ll always be my baby”
You hadn’t realized that Kun was leaning against the wall at the entrance of the hallway with a happy smile on his face. Nothing made him prouder than seeing you and your son together. After the debacle that was the time travel with your past selves a few months ago, it was nice to have everything back to normal. Yangyang never found out that your past selves were really from the past, it was better that way. On top of that, the two of you had begun discussing having another kid now that Yangyang is older. Nothing serious in place yet but it was a thought.
“Yangie let your mom smother you, soon enough you’ll be bigger than her” he made his presence known.
“But dad, she's gonna end up suffocating me!” He whines
“You mean suffocation? No, she won’t silly boy” he laughs again “what do my babies want for lunch?”
“Stir fry stir fry!” Yangyang beamed
“Alright, bubs I’ll make you stir fry.” He smiles down at his son “and you dear?”
“I’ll have some too. As long as you let me help you make it” you state
“Fine come on you two. To the kitchen, we go!”
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