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What’s Gonna Work? Teamwork!

Just a little Haechan drabble. 

Haechan x Reader (afab) try their hand at parenting.

Warnings: Foul language, sexual innuendos, kinda cringy

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Have kids, they said, it’ll be fun they said. 

That statement could NOT be further from the truth.

Unfortunately for you, your past twenty four hours were quite the opposite. In no way would you describe your experience as ‘fun’.  

First, you need to find the right person to start a family with. You’ll want to make sure you have similar parenting styles, that they’re going to help out with raising the children and any housework.

You’ll want to make sure time is made for the two of you as a couple and individual people.

Sure, starting a family is a lovely idea, but there’s so many struggles to take into consideration that no one can prepare you for. The constant waking up through the night, the cries, oh the cries, there’s a cry for everything. You might as well spin-the-wheel to figure out what’s wrong. You won’t know right away. The toll it has on you, never getting enough sleep, not having time to do anything. 

All that can be done, is your best.

You could hear the cries starting, the whining, the calm before the storm. Your day begins. 

“Y/N, get the baby, it’s your turn,” your partner whined. 

It always felt like it was your turn, never a moment of peace. You just groaned in response. Although you were not quick enough for your partner’s liking. He started nudging you, irritating your last nerve in the process.

“Haechan, if you don’t knock it off right now I will NOT hesitate to kill you where you lie.”

“You’ll kill the father of our child? Do you know how much trauma that will cause our baby?”

“The more you speak the closer you get to your own death.”

“Good luck affording therapy on one income.”

It was time to accept your fate and tend to the now screaming child. There was no way you were letting Haechan off the hook this easily. He helped make this mess, he could help take care of it.

“Haechan, get up, it’s eight in the morning.” 

You tore the blanket off him in hopes the shock from the cool morning air would shock him awake and into getting up for the day. It was like you were taking care of two children at this point. The only upside of Haechan was that he could feed himself… for the most part. You’re pretty sure his roommate Doyoung took care of most of that. You weren’t too convinced Haechan even knew what a grocery list was. What did I get myself into? Was your new personal mantra. 

“Fine. I’m getting up. You’re so demanding.”

“There are no words to describe how badly you piss me off!”

Haechan sat on the edge of the bed, his hand over his chest in utter shock. “How dare you speak to me like that in front of our child.” Haechan grabbed the baby from your arms and started to coo, trying to calm the baby down. “Don’t worry, your mama doesn’t mean it. This is just a bump in our relationship. We’ll work through it.” 

You tried to keep your composure, how you managed to end up in this position is a mystery to everyone, yourself included.

“Haechan, you’re ridiculous, you know that, right?”

“And I’m all yours, baby!” 

Oh, how lucky you are. You left Haechan with the mess you two created to help yourself to a cup of coffee. It may have only been eight in the morning but you one hundred percent needed something stronger.

Sure, you knew Haechan had a roommate, but he was the last person you were expecting to see so early in the morning. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, did the crying keep you awake?”

“The baby’s crying? No.” You let out a sigh of relief. This was a new experience for you, you would have felt awful for keeping Doyoung awake all night. “Your crying on the other hand was atrocious.” 

“I’m sorry, I’ve been really tired lately.” 

You could not have been more embarrassed. You’ve just met this man, and he’s had to deal with you and Haechan constantly bickering. This man was possibly the most gorgeous man to walk on the planet and he has just seen you fresh out of bed, more exhausted than you thought was humanly possible and in the ugliest pajamas you own. 

“If anything, I feel bad for you, Haechan can be quite a handful.”  Doyoung turned around and started fiddling with something at the counter top. You weren’t quite sure what, you were too busy admiring him. He was tall, had the sexiest groggy morning voice and just the most beautiful smile you have ever seen. “Thirsty?” Crap, how did he know? “Coffee?” 

“Oh yea, coffee would be great,” you giggled. You must have been making a wonderful impression on this man. 

“Cute pajamas by the way,” Doyoung teased. How did he know to make you so flustered? It was too early in the morning to deal with this. 

“Oh yea, we’ve got a baby upstairs. I didn’t want to turn Haechan on too much.”

Doyoung gave you the cutest smirk, he enjoys your jokes. Perfect. Doyoung gently placed his palm on the side of your face.

“Darling, you’re more than just your beauty.”

You sighed in frustration, whether the frustration was from Doyoung being so flirty or having to deal with the situation you and Haechan were in, you weren’t too sure. “Why couldn’t you be in Haechan’s shoes right now?”

“Because sweetheart.” Doyoung brought his mouth to your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine. “I wear a bigger shoe size than he does, and you know what they say about big feet? Think you can handle that?”

Your fantasy of Doyoung sweeping you off your feet and running away with him was interrupted with a loud, “EXCUSE ME?” Haechan, right, you forgot about him. “Doyoung keep your filthy hands off my woman! Do you have no respect? She is the mother of my child! And in our shared kitchen of all places! How long has this been going on?”

Doyoung pulled away from you and grabbed his phone off the kitchen counter.

“Put your info in, y/n, when I find out you finally ditched Haechan’s sorry ass, I’ll give you a call.”

Inhale, exhale. It’ll all be over before you know it.

Doyoung left you two alone in the kitchen, he knew you were about to tear a strip off of Haechan and figured he’d better back off. The living room would suffice, he obviously wanted to eavesdrop. 

“Haechan, you realize it’s a fucking doll right,” you snapped. “You are having way too much fun with this!” 

Haechan gasped, clutching the doll closer to himself. “She doesn’t mean that, robot baby.”

“I better get a good grade on this assignment,” you muttered more so to yourself.

“Do you want me to send you Doyoung’s number?”

“Do you want me to send you Doyoung’s number?” you mocked. “What do you think? Obviously! You dipshit.”