anon requested; fluffy fic with chenle introducing you to his nephew?? and a cute lil playdate and yall talk about your future together and kids pleaseeeee
❆ genre; fluff,, do I write anything else?
❆ a/n; his nephew is too smart for his own good
“she doesn’t bite,” chenle chuckled, ruffling his nephew’s hair.
he was currently hiding behind chenle’s legs, peaking shyly over at you seated form on the couch.
“that would be cannibalism,” his nephew muttered.
“yeah, I wouldn’t bring her here if she was cannibal, xia,” chenle reassured.
you smiled, sticking out your hand, “my name is y.n, what’s your name?”
he looked up at chenle before, walking over to you and shaking your head, “my name is xia.”
“nice to meet you xia. chenle talks a lot about you.”
his eyes widened, “he does?”
he shook his head, “I don’t think he talks as much about me as he does about you.”
“he talks about me?” you asked, glancing over at your boyfriend who was prepping food in the kitchen.
“especially when you guys started dating! he would talk and talk about how this girl is so pretty and how she’s so caring,” xia shook his head, “he really likes you.”
“can I tell you a secret?” you asked.
“I really like him too,” you whispered loudly.
xia gave you a serious look, “you better! he was very sad when you didn’t text him back that one week. he would frown a lot and would glance at his phone and he would tell me that he-”
“what lies are you spreading?” chenle asked, placing a bowl of food in front of xia.
“what lies?” xia asked, looking confusedly at you, “you were very sad when-”
chenle chuckled nervously, “just eat, bud.”
he turned to you, “that’s when you were away on the field trip for a week and your phone was broken.”
you chuckled, “I didn’t know you missed me that much.”
he shrugged, “your voice is what motivates me to get up in the morning.”
“gross,” xia commented, scrunching his nose at you two.
“eat your food,” chenle frowned.
xia widened his mouth, chomping loudly to emphasize that he’s eating.
chenle shook his head, “stop messing around.”
you watched as he took a napkin and wiped xia’s face. chenle muttered how he needed to start learning to eat with his mouth closed and that there’s a reason why napkins exist.
“don’t forget to put away your bowl when you’re done eating, okay?”
“yeah,” xia muttered, eyes trained on the TV.
“and make sure you prepare your backpack for tomorrow.”
“yeah,” xia repeated, chewing slowing down as the action scene of the episode continued on.
“don’t forget to pay me three million dollars in the morning,” chenle reminded.
chenle shook his head, sitting down next to you at the kitchen counter, “this kid.”
you smiled, placing a bowl of food in front of him, “you’d be a great father.”
chenle smiled, taking the bowl of food, “you think?”
he stared at you for a bit, before mixing the food in his bowl, “as long as I have you by my side, I think I’d manage.”
you shook your head, cleaning a dish in the sink, “having a child with you?”
“is that such a bad idea?” he asked, a light chuckle in his voice.
you smiled, staring hazily into his eyes, “it makes me feel fuzzy inside.”
you rolled your eyes, “no, it makes me nauseous to think of my future with you.”
“I heard that’s what happens when you’re growing a child in your stomach. it can also make you crave things and fart and-”
“I think you’re missing something,” you raised your brows, wiggling your fingers.
chenle stood up, moving behind you.
“a long day at work and I’d come home to this,” he sighed, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“my lovely wife,” he whispered, pecking your hand, ”who keeps me stress free.”
he directed your chin to the living room where xia grumpily stuffed his homework into his backpack as he rambled to himself about the episode being too short and that the wait for the next episode is too long.
“our first child who will make fun of us because we aren’t hip enough.”
he trailed his hand down to your stomach, “hopefully have another one on the way so we can watch the two of them argue over stupid little things.”
“sisters can be vicious,” you smiled.
“you mean, both boys,” chenle corrected.
“did I say brothers?” you challenged.
“can cause just as much drama as girls,” you pointed out.
“why not both a boy and a girl?” chenle suggested.
“what about no child?” xia suggested, walking into the kitchen with his empty bowl.
“another child would mean less attention on me,” xia frowned, hopping up on a stool to wash his dish.
“less attention?” chenle asked.
“yeah. as far as I’m concerned, I’m the baby of the family right now and I’d like to keep it that way,” he sassed.
“this is why you owe me three million dollars,” chenle sighed.
“sadly, it doesn’t pay the bills,” chenle replied.
“can’t you give me a break?”
“you’re a smart kid, I have faith in you,” you smirked.
“only 9 and I’m already in debt,” he sighed, sulkily walking out of the kitchen.
you and chenle looked at each other, “we’d make a amazing parents.”
