Summary: Renjun leaves his daughter Jiyeon, in Chenle and Jisung’s care. (Read My Responsibility first for this to make more sense.)
Renjun had known Chenle and Jisung for a long time. They were younger than himself, Jeno, Jaemin, and Haechan, but still played a part in their group. The only difference is, they didn’t live with them and instead shared a small apartment nearby. Chenle and Jisung looked up to their older brothers, which still baffled Renjun as he hardly thought of them as role models. But still, Chenle enjoyed art and was training with the local tattoo studio to become a tattoo artist, while Jisung was leeching off of Jaemin’s knowledge on car racing. Chenle had bleached blond hair and a nose ring, his arms littered with tattoos that he illegally started getting when he was only sixteen years old, and he often lined his eyes with smudged black eyeliner, giving him the intimidating look he was so desperately going for. But despite his edgy appearance, he was a complete sweetheart and couldn’t stop himself from talking all the time. Jisung, the quiet baby of the group who was constantly saying dumb things and being laughed at by his hyung’s. His appearance suited his personality, with his black hair that was a little bit too long and would dangle in front of his eyes, and his baby face that often got him whatever he wanted in the world. It’s how he persuaded Jaemin to let him drive his car when he was only fifteen years old and how he ended up being Jaemin’s co pilot in the car.
However much he loved his little brothers; he didn’t trust them to watch his infant daughter. But he didn’t have much choice, needing so desperately to have a date night with you that he decided that one night wouldn’t hurt. It had started off with him putting a message in the boys group chat, asking if anyone was available to babysit just for a few hours. Everyone said they were busy, apart from Chenle and Jisung, who seemed overly excited and begged to him to let them watch Jiyeon. In the end he caved in and agreed to it. He laid out the ground rules to them, which they seemed to dismiss with a roll of their eyes and soft sighs, claiming they knew how to watch a baby.
“She’ll be fine! How hard can it be?” Chenle laughed, Jiyeon sat on his hip as he watched you and Renjun pull your shoes on in the doorway of the apartment.
“You don’t even want to know how hard it can be.” Renjun sighed, leaning forward and kissing Jiyeon on the head. “Bye Jiyeonie, daddy will be home soon. I’m so sorry about leaving you with these clowns, stay strong baby girl.” He mumbled against her hair to which she squirmed in Chenle’s hold and gave Renjun a toothy grin.
“Dada!” She squealed and kicked out her little legs.
“She’ll be fine, bye now!” Jisung pushed you and Renjun out of the door, shutting it behind you before turning to Chenle with a wide smile. “What shall we do first?” Unbeknownst to Renjun, the young men had made a list of fun things they could do with Jiyeon. It was probably a good thing that Renjun didn’t know about this list, because he probably wouldn’t appreciate number 4 on the list – see who can throw Jiyeon into the air the highest. Chenle looked down at the baby on his hip, smiling widely and taking her through to the living room.
“See who her favourite uncle is.” He put her on the floor, sitting down on the sofa in front of her and patting the seat beside him for Jisung to sit with him. Jisung sat down and they both stared at Jiyeon. “Jiyeonie, who do you like more? Uncle Lele or Uncle Sungie?” She looked at them both, her tiny fist in her mouth as she gazed at them with wide eyes. In the end she turned her head to look at the bright lights on the television, opting to watch the kids cartoons that were playing instead of giving her uncles the attention they so desperately craved.
“Hm…that’s a disappointment.” Jisung mumbled, reaching forward and scooping her up from the floor to sit her between them both.
After an hour of doing nothing but watching kids cartoons, Jiyeon started to squirm, making a fuss and whining as she wiggled on the sofa.
“Fuck sake Jisung, give me some warning before you let one rip like that you disgusting bastard.” Chenle cupped his hands over his mouth and nose, grimacing and shooting Jisung a glare. Jisung covered his mouth and nose too, pulling a face of disgust and shaking his head at Chenle.
“It wasn’t me!” He whined, not liking that he was being accused of a smell that he didn’t make.
“Well it wasn’t me either…” The two of them both looked at each other and then slowly looked down at the baby lodged between them who was staring up at them both with a sad expression on her face. Both their heads snapped up at the same time to look at each other as they realised what the smell was. “You can do it!” Chenle pointed at Jisung quickly and stood up.
“What?! No! That’s not fair!” Jisung stood up too and stomped his foot against the floor.
“Well it hasn’t been that long since you’ve been out of diapers so you should be the one to do it!” Chenle argued, grabbing the changing bag and thrusting it into Jisung’s arms.
“Fuck off. You’re barely three months older than me!” Jisung argued back, their voices raising as they both started to argue over who was going to do the gruelling task of changing the diaper. They were cut off by a cry that ripped through the air, Jiyeon’s sitting where they had left her with her head tipped back, sobs leaving her mouth as tears trailed down her red face.
“Just do it!” Chenle ordered him, picking up Jiyeon and holding her at arm’s length. Jisung sighed and laid down the changing mat, groaning as Chenle laid her on it. He didn’t waste any time, taking off her bottom half of clothes and cleaning her up, thankful when her cries subsided to little whimpers as she waited for her uncle to finish changing her. He quickly put on her diaper, widening his eyes when she rolled over and crawled away the second he’d fastened it on her. They discarded of the dirty diaper and wipes, and Jisung washed his hands three times before he was satisfied with their cleanliness. They left Jiyeon to play on her own with her building blocks in her nappy and yellow t-shirt that had ‘Little Angel’ written on it in white writing.
They ended up playing on the floor with the energetic baby for two whole hours, both of them starting to feel fatigued from how much she had them running around. She couldn’t yet walk, but she was quick at crawling and she was in hysterical laughter when Jisung and Chenle would pretend to chase her around the apartment.
“Kids are hard work.” Jisung mumbled, Jiyeon slouching between the two of them once more, lazily staring at the television while sipping at her lukewarm bottle of milk. The two young men both had cracked open a bottle of beer each as a reward for their hard work. They sipped at the alcohol slowly when Chenle started to laugh quietly, glancing over at Jisung and not being able to top his laughter. “What?” Jisung furrowed his eyebrows, not sure what Chenle was laughing at. “Oh no, you aren’t thinking of the time she pee’d on me are you? I thought you’d gotten over that by now! It was ages ago and it’s not funny anymore! It was really warm and gross and I-”
“No you fool.” Chenle cut him off, the amused smile still on his face. “I just thought about how funny it would be if she had a little moustache.” He started to laugh again, Jisung slowly joining in on the laughter.
“Wait I’ll get a pen.” Jisung stood up and looked around the apartment, grabbing the first black pen he could find. He handed it over to Chenle, knowing he was the one who was more likely to draw a decent moustache. Chenle sat forward, pulling the rubber teat out of her mouth with a little pop. She stared at them both but didn’t make a fuss, watching Chenle’s hand as it got closer to her face with the pen in his grip. She went cross eyed, staring at his hand as he drew a perfect moustache in black ink on her top lip. They both burst into laughter as they stared at Chenle’s masterpiece, high fiving each other in triumph. Jiyeon let out a soft giggle, only laughing because her uncles were laughing so loudly. After they’d calmed down, Jisung went to the toilet and Chenle grabbed a wet wipe out of the diaper bag and started to wipe at her top lip. His stomach dropping and eyes widening when only the tiniest bit of the ink came off onto the wipe, the moustache still very much evident on her top lip.
“Uh oh…” He started to rub harder at her top lip until the skin started to go red and she whined as it started to irritate her skin. He stopped and gulped. “Jisung…it was nice knowing you.”
“What do you mean?” He walked out of the bathroom, wiping his wet hands on his jeans as he looked at Chenle.
“We used permanent marker…”
“Oh shit! Renjun is going to kill us!!!” His eyes widened and he gulped in his worry.
“What do we do?” Chenle stop up, tossing the wet wipe into the bin and pacing around the living room.
“Move. We’ll start new lives as Zhong Jisung and Park Chenle.” Jisung rubbed his hands over his eyes as he racked his brain for ideas.
“Jisung do me a favour, stop talking.” Chenle deadpanned, picking up Jiyeon and rushing her to Renjun’s bedroom where her cot was. He set her in the cot and patted her head. “Night night Jiyeon!” He rushed out of the room, leaving the wide awake and confused baby in the dark. As he shut Renjun’s door, the front door opened, revealing Renjun and you. “You’re back! We’ve got to dash, Jiyeon is in her cot, adios!” Chenle grabbed Jisung by the collar as he passed him and dragged the boy out with him.
“That was weird…” You mumbled with your eyebrows furrowed, taking off your shoes and heading through to the kitchen to prepare the two of you some hot chocolate before bed.
“Yeah it was…” Renjun opened his bedroom door, turning on the light and gasping loud enough to make you nearly drop the mug in your hand. Jiyeon was smiling widely at him, stood up against the bars of her cot and reaching out for him. “THEY GAVE MY BABY A MOUSTACHE!!!” He rushed to her and scooped her up into his arms, frowning when held her. “And they put your diaper on back to front.” He sighed with a roll of his eyes, kissing her forehead and cuddling her to his chest tightly. You rushed into the room and had to stifle a laugh when you saw the state of Jiyeon. Not only had they given her a moustache and put her diaper on the wrong way, her hair was a complete mess and her t-shirt was covered in dried milk.
“Christ…” You mumbled, leaving the room with wide eyes so that you could laugh to yourself without Renjun knowing.
“Daddy is so sorry; I’m never leaving you with those buffoons ever again I promise.” He kissed her forehead and bounced her around as he held her close to his chest.
“Fuck!” She squealed and looked up at Renjun, not knowing what she just said made her fathers stomach drop through the floor and his blood boil. Needless to say, Chenle and Jisung had a very angry father on their doorstep the next day.
What did you think of this? Shall I do more extra parts for My Responsibility? Let me know!
Differences Renjun, How's the baby!?!? Is it a boy or a girl? Are you actually helping y/n or you letting her do all the job?
Renjun: “Baby girl, her name is Jihyo. Honestly, I was kinda hoping for a boy becaus Jiyeon and y/n gang up on me, so I’m hoping Jihyo takes daddy’s side! I am helping...sometimes...look, the way I see it, I’ve done parenting before, it’s her turn!”
