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Drabble: How old are you?
YJ01
beeswaxing
Title: Sleeping Beauty drabble: How old are you?
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble
Genre: AU, fluff, slice of life
Disclaimer: I don't own anything apart from the story. I wish I had YunJae and if I had my way, they'd move to New Zealand so they can be civil-unionised here :P

AN1: Popped into my head while I sat in the car waiting for my husband at 2am last night. Also I figure everyone is writing Christmas fics so I’ll be a rebel and write a post-Christmas fic lol :P

AN2: Un-betaed and although this is from my Sleeping Beauty verse, you don't need to have read it. If you like YunJae and you like kids, that should be enough lol. Though even my readers who don't like/want kids like the SB verse so IDK... it's up to you XD You can find the other drabbles/oneshots from this verse here







Jaejoong grumbles as he walks in the internal door from the garage, kicking off his shoes and carrying them to their place in the hall closet near the front entrance. Honestly, only he and Yunho would have to work on Boxing Day. He is attached to one of the local orphanages and a couple of the boys had acted up badly enough that he had to be called in. Yunho left even before he did due to some emergency in London. Time differences suck very very very hard he’s decided.

However that’s not the only reason why he’s grumbling. He’d made an unnecessary stop at the Kim mansion to pick up his kids only to find that Yunho had already picked them up over an hour ago. While he appreciates his husband doing that, a phone call would have been nice.

As he places his shoes on the rack, he hears several loud squeals, making him whirl around. However he sees nothing. His brow furrows, wondering what’s going on. He shuts the door quietly, slipping his sock-clad feet into his warm house slippers, although really, that isn’t an issue especially with the underfloor heating.

Jaejoong pads through the hall, past the curving staircase, going straight to the back of the house where an interesting sight welcomes him.

They have a large open plan kitchen with an informal dining and living area to the side. It makes it easier for the entire family to be in the same room without there being any issues. The room is toasty warm, a sharp contrast to the blanket of snow he can see out in the back lawn. The summer pool is covered, and Jaejoong is pleased that Jiyool had asked her father to have the indoor pool built, because even though the outdoor pool can be heated, no one in their right mind would be out there in this weather. He still doesn’t know how to swim, but his husband had meticulously planned the addition to the house with Jiyool and there is a nice little paddling pool just for him on the side. His extended family teases him mercilessly about it but he’s the smug one with no need for a plastic paddle pool in the sun room. And any little…uh…accidents in the pool can be dealt with by the filter. No emptying out pee tainted water for him!

Anyway, back to the sight before him, as Jaejoong pulls himself back with a rueful smile as he watches his husband lounging casually on the black couch. He is still in his work clothes, but his jacket is in a pile on the granite counter of the large island in the kitchen. There is also a haphazard assortment of other smaller, and more colourful jackets. Jaejoong can pick out Jiyool’s pink, JJ’s white and Changmin’s green jackets. He is sure the twins jackets are under there in a pile somewhere.

Yunho’s tie is loosened, and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he casually caresses a bright orange and green gun in his lap; a gift from Taemin. The little boy is rather taken with his uncle, and tries to monopolize his time every single Sunday lunch for years. This gift is yet another attempt at that, and Jaejoong remembers Yunho’s promise to play it with him when he gets back from his holiday in Singapore with his parents who had left that morning to get away from the cold.

Jaejoong looks around the room, surprised that he hasn’t been tackled by any children yet, and the answer is easy to see. His sons and daughters are currently creeping about the room, their eyes fixed on their father. Jaejoong shrugs out of his own jacket, and the movement draws Yunho’s attention to him. The smile he gets is slow, and turns into a smirk when a flash of black whips across in front of Jaejoong. Yunho’s hand lifts up and discharges the Nerf gun, and the loud shriek that erupts confirms that he has hit his target.

Well, the shriek and the fact that the small disc rebounded off Jiyool’s shoulder and past his own shoulder is also a good indication.

“You almost hit me!”

Yunho looks up to see his amused, yet slightly irate wife scowling playfully at him, before the younger man sticks out his tongue and pouts exaggeratedly to let him know he’s just joking.

They are both distracted by Changmin squealing loudly when he realises his Mama is home, and a streak of red makes the mad dash from the breakfast table, to the questionable safety of Jaejoong’s legs as he almost knocks the younger man off his feet at how hard he collides into him.

“But I didn’t hit you, did I?” comes the smug reply, as Yunho’s attention is drawn from his wife back to his giggling children darting about the various pieces of furniture in the room, trying to hide from his accurate aim.

“Yah! How old are you?”

Jaejoong cocks an eyebrow at the much older man, a hand behind him, cupping the back of Changmin’s head as his very tall three year old tries to press his face into the bottom of his butt, probably thinking if he cannot see his father, then his father cannot see him.

Yunho tries not to laugh as he sees his youngest son peeking out around his mama’s slim legs. Their little Minnie ball is no longer little and he is definitely no longer a ball, but he is definitely still their Minnie.

“Young enough,” he answers his wife, before directing his next remark to his son, drawling his words lazily. “Minnie-ah, what did I say about hiding behind people?”

“Mama is not people!” is the muffled, yet insistent reply of the little tike who has once again buried his face against Jaejoong’s jeans.

“Mama is so people!” Yoochun speaks up from behind a chair, eyeing his baby brother through narrowed eyes.

“Not people!”

“Yes people!” Junsu and Yoochun chorus together, determined to level the playing field. In all honesty, both twins want to run to their mama too and they’re a little grumpy that their brother got there first.

“No! Mama is not people!”

“Minnie, don’t cheat! Mama is people!” JJ, usually the peacemaker, but apparently not when it comes to fun games with daddy, too speaks up as she huddles behind a couch.

“I’m not cheating!”

“Minnie, come on. I’ll protect you.” Jiyool coaxes from behind the granite island.

Changmin turns to look at his oldest sister who has her hand out, beckoning to him. He seems to measure the distance he has to run, eyeing his father apprehensively. He shakes his head from his mama’s hold, and then he bolts, screeching all the way, making Jaejoong laugh and Yunho to miss his shot as the disc ricochets off the kitchen cabinet and into Jaejoong’s cheek.

Jaejoong’s jaw drops, as he lifts his hand up to rub his cheek. Yunho looks momentarily apologetic, but then he smirks, lifting his gun again. But before he can get the shot off, he gets an armful of indignant children.

“Daddy! You hit Mama!” JJ runs out from behind the couch and jumps on her father, closely followed by the twins.

“What is this? Your Mama can defend himself.”

“Daddy is naughty!” a gleeful voice joins in as Jiyool emerges from behind the island hand-in-hand with Minnie who is grinning from ear to ear as they too clamber atop their father.

“Daddy is naughty!” echo the four older children.

This time it is Jaejoong with the slow smirk, realising that Yunho is helpless under the mountain of children.

“I think it’s my turn to get my toy.”

Yunho’s eyes widen as he remembers exactly what was given to Jaejoong yesterday by Taemin.

“Jae, no! How old are you?! Fu—” Yunho cuts off mid-cuss when Jaejoong gives him the stink eye.

“Younger than you.”

“Yah! You’ll make me wet!”

“Isn’t it my job to make you wet?”

The wicked twinkle in Jaejoong’s eye does not go unnoticed by Yunho whose mouth has dropped open in shock. The words are completely innocent to anyone listening, especially to their five children, but they definitely got to number five in one way. And that way is how sinful Jaejoong looks right now as he smirks, walking off towards the indoor pool where his toy is kept.

“Jaejoong!”

Yunho tries to get up off the couch but his children are having none of it. Giggling and sitting squarely on him. Each twin is laid out over the back of the couch with their arms around his neck, while his lap is filled with the youngest and the two girls. All of them are determined to let their Mama have his revenge.

Jaejoong re-emerges within a minute with a large Super Soaker in hand, pumping it menacingly as he approaches his husband and children.

“Jaejoong! No!”

“Yes, Mama, yes!”

“Our children have spoken Yunnie-ah.” Jaejoong’s voice is mirthful and slightly taunting as he aims the gun squarely at Yunho’s face.

“Since when do you take orders from our kids?! Jiyool is 8!”

Instead of responding, Jaejoong shoots, the blast of water hitting Yunho just under his chin, splashing his children who all scream and scatter. Jaejoong finally realises that he no longer has their protection as he backs away when Yunho, soaked, with a rather forbidding expression on his face stands up slowly off the couch.

Yunho tugs his tie, loosening it even more before unravelling it, letting the two now wet ends hang down. The top half of his shirt is damp and clinging to him. He isn’t wearing anything underneath the thin shirt and Jaejoong can see the outline of his dark nipples and he swallows hard, backing away some more, realising he has lost the upper hand in their game.

“Jaejoong…”

“Y-yes?” Jaejoong stutters, the expression on Yunho’s face promises some form of punishment. He barely hears the loud giggling of his five children as they watch their father stalk their mama through the kitchen.

“Run.”






AN1: My husband and his friends had a war in the backyard of the house we were in while I waited and I didn’t have the energy to get mad because it looked like a fuckload of fun. Although my friend texted me a short while ago complaining that the toys were Christmas gifts and now she has to buy new ones lol! Her husband is a big ol’ kid even worse than mine. What is it with boys and toys anyway?

AN2: Lord… my brain… Trust Changmin to make everything so… bad OTL And some of you who follow me on twitter might recognise a couple of those lines hahahahahaha. Different context of “wet” of course *cough* But uh… yeah. I'm sorry, I was just given this visual of Yunho covered in cum and I died ok. I died all over Twitter and so yeah... DEAD. Don't even ask how this remained PG cos I have no clue either...

AN3: I had a mild chapter 4 flashback at the end there... lol.


awww.... minnie ball's no longer a ball... i can just imagine the twins and the girls all ganging up on daddy yunho :) oh, and sexy jae being all sexy with his gun that makes you wet... wait that didn't come out right...

wait, i was first? what? lol!

unbelieveable XD even the 'wet' may have different interpretation kekkeke when i read the title i just think it willl be hot Xmas story hahaa. ahh i miss SB soooo much. do you plaan to make it into the pdf or word ? jiyool is 8 Min is 3 still wanna see the kids grow up. man and toys are more than kid with toys hahahsha

Omg the summary! Inspired from your hubby's words?! Spot!

At first I thought the word will come from Jae's mouth ... Oh I'd like to know how the punishment...... Hahahaaaa.. And yeah, boys always a boys when they got together and playing around.. ^^

That was too cute. Jaejoong tried to get one up on his hubby, and in the end it backfired on him.

Yunho's wet from Jaejoong's gun ... Lol

Merry Christmas to you and yours.

I liked the short and sweetness of it! Nawwww at the kids.

Omg!!! Too cute. Yunho is such an ideal husband!

Guaranteed smile when I see you post something for this verse.

The word play in this is so pervy but I love it...Daddy is naughty so of course Mama has to make him wet...lol I love it. :)

too cute... i love this family ♥

Mother is the safest haven from papa, but when the protection is targeted, it's only standing on papa's side that helps.

I think they soooo planned for their parents to go at each other. There's mischief in their eyes that the parents didn't detect. Of course they didn't notice! They were oogling each other!!

Lol. Taemin gave jae a super soaker instead of yunho who got a normal nerd gun. I think yunho purposely intended to hit jae too but didn't expect the kids to tackle him.

This time yunho's the naughty daddy. XD jae's context of getting yunho wet is understood. XL

Now I'm happily imagining the punishment Kim Jaejoong would be getting lol
It is his job to make Yunho wet after all. Lol

And Minnie why is your mama not people? Hahaha yea yea Kim Jaejoong is most time an angel! I get it xD

That was awesome. They were so cute and I love their family. And the husband and wife are so naughty :D

they are so cute :D
love this ..love this family.. <3<3


Omfg. Yunho is definitely wet now >:D

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