D-A-D, Daddeu!

Wonho has had partners before, but none as cute, and endearing as Im Changkyun. The latter’s younger than him by five years, but sometimes his mindset is that of a five year old (not that Wonho minds, it’s amusing actually). Perhaps—as Wonho watches Changkyun petting their neighbor’s cat outside—he thinks that Changkyun’s childish behavior may have been influenced by his occupation; he’s a daycare teacher after all.

Arms settled on the railing of their small veranda, Wonho takes a sip of his coffee, chuckling as he suddenly remembers how his younger boyfriend woke him up earlier.

--

It’s rare for Changkyun to be up before his boyfriend is, usually, he’d sleep until Wonho wakes him up by tickling him to death—sometimes, even that technique isn’t enough. And so, on days where he wakes up earlier than his boyfriend, Changkyun makes sure to make it worth it.

From their breakfast (pancakes and sausages), to Wonho’s usual black coffee (sugar? It’s for the weak), even the quaint vase filled with small pink tulips, Changkyun’s prepared them all. Checking once more if everything’s in place, he nods to himself.

Now, all that’s left to do is to wake his man up.

Removing the apron, he dusts the imaginary crumble off his (Wonho’s actually, but what’s the difference) shirt. He turns around, and pads toward their room. Pushing the door quietly, he sees his boyfriend sleeping peacefully. The blanket’s no longer covering his body, as it is already forgotten on the floor.

Stifling a fit of giggles, Changkyun slips off his rather fluffy footwear, and goes to approach the sleeping male. He tries poking Wonho’s leg, but the only response he gets is a low slur of his name.

Wonho would deny it if he’s awake, but Changkyun really thinks he’s cute.

“Hyung? Wonho hyung?” he softly calls out, poking the older male’s leg again. “Wake up, come on, wakey-wakey.”

Receiving no response yet again, Changkyun pouts for a second. Well, Wonho’s usually easy to wake up; he vaguely wonders why he’s being uncooperative now.Is he pretending again? His boyfriend’s always been a good actor, Changkyun snickers silently at the idea. Shrugging to himself, he proceeds to get on top of his boyfriend.

Even though he’s technically straddling the other, it doesn’t look anywhere near ual.

He hears Wonho groaning softly, the latter stretches an arm, and then he’s rubbing his eye. Aside from that action, there isn’t any other sign that he’s going to wake up soon.

Huffing, Changkyun starts poking his boyfriend’s nose. “Wonho hyung—“he pauses, only to start poking the older male’s lower lip. “Hyung, wakey!” he drawls, the thought that the food he’d prepared would go to waste makes Changkyun puff his cheeks. Wonho has to wake up before the pancakes go all dry and unappealing, that’s the younger male’s main concern at the moment.

“If the kids see you like this, I bet they’d be crushing on you no more.” Changkyun teases, even though the subject of his teasing is unconscious. “But that’s okay, more daddeu for me.”

It started as a joke, the whole ‘daddeu’ thing. Changkyun’s never been enough to call Wonho his ‘daddy’, but somehow, calling him ‘daddeu’ was easy. Maybe it’s because it sounds cute? Or it’s easier to baby talk, and Wonho seemed entertained whenever he does so? Maybe it’s even both? Probably both--

Deciding to entertain himself as he waits for his boyfriend to wake up, Changkyun starts to draw circles on Wonho’s chest, smiling at its slow, steady rise and fall motion.

“You know, you should come visit the kids in the daycare again. Hmm, maybe on Friday, after your photo shoot?” He tilts his head to the side, humming in thought. “The kids wouldn’t stop asking me about you, Joohoney even said hyunglooks like Captain America!” he says the last part in a rather high pitched tone, imitating the voice of the six year old boy.

Wonho shifts a little, causing Changkyun to move as well until he’s all settled nicely again. The older male unconsciously reaches out for his boyfriend, and Changkyun merely smiles as he lets the other wrap his arms around his waist.