Taylor's POV

Yixing got his request for cuddling. After we decided to put the babies to bed, the both of us were sprawled out on the couch. The television was on and the blanket was covering the both of us. My head was laying on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat perfectly, it was the perfect sound to hear to end the perfect day. 

"You know... I'm really jealous of Jongin." Yixing spoke up out of no where. I was really confused by his sentence. Why out of everything in the world, would he be jealous of Jongin?

I lifted my chin to see his face that was looking down to me. "What do you mean by that?" I asked

"He has the power to teleport at any given moment." he said sadly. "While I just have the power of healing..." Yixing pouted and he just looked disapointed and innocent.

"Why do you even want that power? You love that you have the power of healing." I told him. Yixing loved the whole idea of the super powers each member has and he always loved his power but why would be suddenly not like it?

"But with the power of teleportation even if I am halfway across the world, I can see you at any given moment. I'm in China? Poof! I can teleport to you and the twins when it's bed time so I can spend the night with you. Or if I have to stay in EXO's dorm one night I can sneakily teleport to your dorm and nobody will ever know as long as I teleport back early enough before anybody would wake up." he seemed so happy to talk about it. It really made me love him a little bit more. "I'm just jealous. I know it's not real but it would just be nice."

"Well I would love to have your power." I said, laying my head back against his chest. "Healing would be so great. What if one day Jackson falls off his bike and scrapes his knee? I would use my powers to make all the pain to go away. Or maybe Layla has her first heart break because her boyfriend broke up with her? I would want to be there to make everything okay. I would want to heal her broken heart. Healing would be so magical and surreal. The amount of people that could keep living just because you healed them? I would be so overjoyed."

"And if we have another child then I would take away the pain of every contraction or discomfort you would have." he said.

My head swiftly turned back to him and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean another child?" I questioned. 

It would be great to have another baby but really I would want another in like 7ish years? I am turning 21 this year and I really just had two kids. It's not my time to have another.

"I just thought that in a couple years, Jackson and Layla would want a younger sibling." Yixing ran his fingers along my back. 

His touch sent shivers down my spine. "I know. But give me a long time. Child birth was very hard. Especially to two of them. Plus I want to be able to have you around a lot." I pulled myself closer to him. Our legs were starting to tangle with each others as we shared each others warmth.

"I will promise you right now that I will always try to be with you as much as possible. It's going to be hard. I know that. It's going to take a lot of work to sort everything out. But it's going to be so worth it in the end when I get to see my family everyday." He placed a soft kiss on the top of my head.

His heartbeat sped up a little bit and mine kinda did too. This was nice. I could get used to this feeling.

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I was in a peaceful slumber with Yixing but the babies started crying through the baby monitor. Honestly for the first time I nudged Yixing in the shoulder. "Your turn." I felt myself smirk in satisfaction. "If their hungry, heat up the bottles in the fridge." 

Yixing tousled, not wanting to get up. Trust me, I was in his position all the time.

"Come on. Please do this for me." I begged, snuggling in the soft blanket on my bed.

He faced me and kissed my nose gently. "Anything for you." he whispered.

"Thank you." I replied before turning over and getting in a good position to go back to sleep while I could feel Yixing get up off our bed and leave the bedroom. I tried going back to sleep, I really did but I was just worried about if Yixing could get them to bed. Jackson liked to have his back rubbed when he was crying. And Layla liked the soft hum of my singing when s