A/N: WOW I LEGITIMATELY FORGOT TO POST THIS HERE.
I was going to have this later on when the babies were beginning to talk, but I was honestly struggling with ideas for the next chapter and I really wanted to write something like this. So I just said Fuck It and did it anyway.
On that note, if anybody has any prompts or ideas for what they would like to see in this story that can happen soon (and it can be a story for anybody. It's memories for the whole family.) Then please let me know. I would love some ideas.
Mingi Choi was a smart boy. Not that he would know it until he was older and could think in such general concepts, but he was a smart boy nonetheless. He had already begun to take note of things that didn't have a whole lot of meaning for a young toddler such as he.
For example: Mingi had generally grasped how to walk. His body couldn't quite yet handle it, but he had the gist of it. If he really wanted to and worked hard at it, he was certain that he could start walking even before his sister did. But he didn't really want to because tummy crawling was much more fun. And he didn't risk hurting himself by falling. Also Mina was constantly taking up the jumping swing so Mingi almost never got a turn with it.
Which was fine. He didn't feel like walking. He didn't quite know how he knew it, but he had a feeling once he started walking that he wouldn't be carried as much. And he really liked being held by his Mommy and his two Daddies.
That was another thing to preoccupy Mingi's developing thought processes. He seemed to have two daddies. He stressed the "seemed" part, though. He may be a baby, but he had noticed a couple of differences between the two tall people who he referred to as Daddy.
There was the one that had different colored eyes and didn't smile much and then there was the one who smiled all of the time and wore weird things that messed with Mingi's vision when he played with them. That Daddy called them "glasses" although Mingi didn't really understand it.
Mingi more wondered why he had two Daddies. Not that he was worried about having three parents, but rather because he couldn't really tell which Daddy was which. Most of the time both Daddies weren't together for very long, so Mingi didn't think it was a situation like when there was another baby in the mirror he had been looking at. Maybe they were like him and Mina? When he and Mina had been placed in front of the "mirror" he noticed that there looked to be four babies that all looked similar even though he couldn't seem to touch those babies. He just didn't really understand it.
Mina didn't seem as concerned about the scenario. She was more interested in flexing her lungs and her muscles. She often brushed off Mingi's questioning babbles to experiment with what things she had in front of her whether it was a kitty or a toy or even her own toes or hand. So Mingi continued with his own experimentation.
He kept trying to look at his two Daddies when they were together, but they weren't ever close to enough to really allow him to do so. They were both big people and Mingi was not a big person. It was easier to look at them both when he was in his Mommy's arms, but he usually became distracted whenever he was in Mommy's arms.
Mommy was just so warm and her voice was soothing to him in a way that reached deeper than he would be able to ever really comprehend or remember when he was older. So when he was around Mommy, he tended to lose attention with many things around him unless he was in a particularly bad mood.
This was, of course, a problem for Mingi when he was trying to figure out the mystery of the two Daddies. It would just have to be that he would need to wait until he was in one of his "uncles'" arms.
That being said, there really were two Daddies now!
The person holding him looked exactly like his Daddy did. There was no difference between him and the other Daddy. Even the different colored eyes was gone. Mingi could only stare.
"Who's that?" Mommy asked, smiling as she pointed at the Daddy holding Mingi. Mingi gave her a baffled stare. He wasn't so sure who this person was anymore!
Mina shrieked from Mommy's arms, giggling as she took in the sight of her two Daddies as well. The noises she made sounded a lot more like the noises that Mommy and the Daddies liked to make. Mingi couldn't quite replicate them. Mina clapped her hands loudly clearly enjoying the trick. Below them one of the kitties meowed, curious about what all the fuss was. Mingi was temporarily distracted by the furry creature.
The Daddy holding Mingi laughed and passed Mingi over to the other Daddy. By the time Mingi was looking at him, that Daddy was also wearing those glasses things. He startled at the sight. How had the Daddies switched places?! Mingi looked back and forth between the two of them with shock.
Mommy also giggled, holding up some device in her hand. Mina wiggled her arms and reached for one of the Daddies. Mingi grabbed a hold of the hair of the Daddy holding him and yanked. The Daddy yelped.
"No, don't do that." He scolded. Mingi just tugged again. Who was this Daddy? Which Daddy was this? Mingi recognized the voice but couldn't remember which Daddy it was. He was starting to be bothered by it. Mina whined loudly, straining in Mommy's arms.
"Mina really wants in on the fun." Mommy commented, entertained. She approached Mingi and the Daddy holding him. Mina immediately snatched the glasses from Daddy's face.
"Mina, no-!" Both Daddies cried, instantly understanding exactly what Mina planned on doing before she chucked the glasses roughly down at the kitty. The Daddies reacted automatically, both attempting to catch the glasses while the kitty streaked off. They ended up hitting their heads together hard and shouted at the pain while Mommy let out a gasp.
Mingi startled hard at the noise and the confusion of everything overwhelmed him. The tears welled up in his eyes and finally he had enough. He wanted his Mommy instead. Mina could deal with all of this confusion! He started to cry loudly.
Mina cackled with delight as she was passed over to one of the whimpering Daddies. Without the glasses, they were even harder to tell apart. Mingi stretched arms to his Mommy and cried louder, unable to see her well through the force of his tears. He heard her sympathetic coo as he was taken into her arms. He instantly buried his face into her neck as he was bounced and patted on the back to soothe him.
"Stop laughing, babe." One of the Daddies complained as Mommy continued to giggle through her attempts to calm Mingi.
"Next time you can get your head bashed by Saeyoung." The other Daddy grumbled. Mina continued to laugh from somewhere.
"That's already happened to me a number of times." Mommy said, still clearly enjoying everything too much. "I know just how hard his head is."
"It's only fair with how often your knees have injured me." The first Daddy was beginning to sound amused too. Mingi's cries softened some. "Guess we freaked him out a little. Come on, Mingi, it's okay! See? Lookie~!" Mingi lifted his head to find his Daddy gazing at him with those glasses on his face again. There was large grin on his face and a spot on his head that was turning the color of his hair. But Mingi could recognize him a lot more.
He liked this Daddy. He liked both of his Daddies, but he liked this one a lot because this Daddy was a lot of fun. Mingi could remember seeing this Daddy the most when he would go to sleep. He liked this Daddy a lot.
There were still tears on his face and in his eyes, but Mingi reached forward and placed a hand on his Daddy's cheek. Daddy in return kissed his forehead once loudly and then stood up properly again, proud.
"See? There's my courageous little guy!"
"If he starts crying again, it's because your face scared him." The other Daddy said.
"Hey!" Daddy cried. "You have the same face as me!"
"Saeran is always scary." Mommy teased as her hand rubbed Mingi's back. Mingi continued to sniffle as he calmed down.
"Shut up." The other Daddy grumbled. Mina blew a raspberry in agreement.
"Come on, then. I think it's time for their baths and a nap is in order."
Mingi was a smart boy for his age, but the mystery of the two Daddies was still too much for him to handle. One day he would be able to figure it out, but for now he would allow the mystery to remain. After all, having two Daddies was nice. The world was a confusing place. He would have time to learn more about it later.
