Chan's daddy

They were still at the beach house. Chan was lying down on the living room couch while he's video calling Twenty. He's at Jeffrey's house at the moment. Their family dinner just finished and Twenty thought about sleeping over at his boyfriend's.

"Remember what we bet on a while ago?" Twenty asked.

Chan widened his eyes, "You guys did it?"

"When did I lie?," Twenty smirked.

"What?! You're lying!"

"Am not! I literally asked Jeffrey if we can do it in the restaurant's bathroom. And we fucking did."

The boy pouted, "You did it on purpose!"

"I didn't push Jeff into it! He liked the idea too, we even enjoyed it," Twenty chuckled, "You lose, doofus!"

Chan rolled his eyes, "Whatever."

"Dare."

"Dare?! Why do you get to choose?"

Twenty shrugged, "I won. I dare you..."

"Make it simple," the boy furrowed his eyebrows.

"...To call Jiro daddy until tomorrow."

Chan's eyes widened and whined, "Twenty!"

"Boo?"

Both of them heard Jiro who was coming down the stairs. Chan felt flustered but he just heard Twenty's laugh.

"Call him that infront of me," Twenty said, "But don't say it's a dare."

Chan whined, "Really, Twenty?"

"I really am damn serious, Chan."

Jiro walked down and passed by Chan. The boy was being so hesitant about this. For sure, Jiro will get the wrong idea, but Twenty's pushing him and it's pressuring Chan. Also, in the back of his mind, he might want to see what would be Jiro's reaction.

"Boo."

"Yes, daddy?"

Jiro suddenly stopped and looked at Chan who was by the couch, looking back at him. His eyebrows furrowed and thought he mishear things.

"Do you...have anything in mind for dinner?" the man asked.

Chan hummed, "Anything can do, daddy."

The man widened his eyes and started asking Chan what was the occasion that made the boy to call him that. Twenty, on the other line, laughed upon hearing Jiro being so puzzled. He just ended the call and lets the magic happen. He placed his phone by the bedside table before he stood up and skipped his way to what bathroom Jeffrey was in.

"Daddy, I'm coming in~"

The whole dinner was so awkward that Chan wanted to let the gods take him already. Jiro didn't really react much. He just got flustered then it's like it's normal for Chan to call him daddy. But that's what Chan thought.

The boy cleaned everything in the kitchen before he went upstairs to get into the bedroom and rest for the day. Chan twisted the knob and saw Jiro seated on the bed, holding his phone with his face scrunched. But his face softened when he saw his boyfriend coming in.

"Boo, anything wrong?" Chan asked.

Jiro shook his head. Chan closed the door behind him before he walked to where his bag was. He wanted to take a bath but he stiffened on his position when Jiro spoke.

"What happened to calling me daddy?"

Chan didn't know what to say just because he can't say that it was a dare. He just hummed and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well..."

"I like you calling me that."

Chan looked back at him with furrowed eyebrows, "Jiro--"

"Kitten."

The boy blushed madly. Jiro just sat there, waiting for Chan to say or do something. But it seemed like the boy won't be moving any time now. Jiro chuckled.

"Come here," Jiro uttered and patted his lap, signaling Chan to sit down on him.

Chan hesitated before he shyly walked towards the man on the bed. He crawled on all fours and made himself comfortable on Jiro's lap. His hands timidly went to hold onto the man's shoulders with his head down. Jiro smirked before his hands held Chan's waist and tilted his head to the side.

"My eyes are up here, kitten," Jiro whispered against Chan's ear.

Chan slowly looked up at Jiro. He bit his lower lip and blushed lightly. He didn't say anything, he just leaned forward and pulled Jiro into a kiss. Jiro hummed as he rubbed his hands against the boy's sides. The boy pulled the man closer with his arms and rubbed the nape with his hand.

Jiro softly bit on Chan's lower lip, asking the boy for permission. The boy just opened his mouth a bit then the man just welcomed his tongue. Jiro then hugged Chan before they rolled, switching their positions. Chan's back met with the mattress with his legs wrapped around Jiro's waist who was already hovering his body and has his hands roaming around his small body.

The boy moaned against the kiss as he felt the warm hands holding his sides tenderly. Jiro's hands pushed the shirt up to feel Chan's heated skin on his own. The man's lips went down to kiss on his chest up to his neck. Chan arched his back and turned his head to the side, giving himself more to his boyfriend.

"Kitten," Jiro called as he started sucking on the skin.

"J-Ji--Ah!"

Chan whimpered when Jiro bit his skin that it left a bite mark on his neck. He bit his lower lip before he looked straight at his boyfriend with swollen red lips and glossy eyes.

"D-Daddy?"

Jiro smirked and placed soft kisses on Chan's chest. His hands caressed on the boy's bare thighs and slapped them softly. The man was obviously turned on by this. He wasn't expecting that he'll be able to react like this with just that one pet name. It just felt so good how the boy calls him that.

"Be a good kitten for daddy."

"Daddy! Aah!"

Jiro groaned as he continued to pound into Chan. Breaking the bed wasn't in his plan this time--well, breaking the table wasn't really in the plan in the first place. But how can Jiro control himself and not break things if Chan is the reason why he'll always lose it?

Chan moaned as he tightly held onto Jiro's shoulders. His nails were scratching the man's back and leaving red marks. Jiro won't be bothered about it, even if it'll bleed. He had worse scratches--and of course, it's from Chan.

The boy panted and felt himself getting cramps from being in such a position. He was almost bended in half, his legs were on the man's shoulders and his arms were above his head which were being pinned by his boyfriend. But despite everything that hurts, he was feeling numb from all the pleasure that was flowing through his body. Everything was muted, except for himself and Jiro.

He doesn't even notice that the bed was already creaking and shaking.

"Boo, talk to me?" Jiro asked. Chan knew he was getting guilty about going too much whenever Jiro will call him 'boo' in the middle of it.

Chan whined when the man stopped but it was for him to be able to talk. Jiro leaned down and placed his forehead against the boy's. He placed a peck on the soft lips and went over to place another on the boy's cute nose.

"C-Can you do it a little softer?" Chan asked and thought that he forgot about something, "Daddy?"

Jiro chuckled before nodding, "Slower?"

The man placed the boy's legs down and let them settle on their sides. He removed his hand on the tiny wrists and kissed them. Chan nodded and smiled softly. Jiro started moving but in much more comfortable and manageable thrusts. He was still trying to go deeper and making sure he was hitting the right spit. The boy hummed and moaned softly. His hands were freely on either side of his head while he lets the man hold his waist.

"Better, boo?" Jiro asked.

Chan nodded.

"Welcome home, baby," Chenle, his papa, greeted.

"So, how was the vacation?" Jisung asked.

Jiro smiled at his papa and hugged him, "It was great, pa. Thanks for the house."

The man was giving the keys but his papa shook his head politely.

"Technically, the house's yours so keep the keys," his papa said, "But you have to tell me if you're going to use it, okay? I'll have the keeper clean it up for you."

Jiro nodded and saw his little brother by the couch. Jie ran and jumped on his big brother for a big hug, but his brother suddenly whimpered when Jie wrapped his arms around his hyung's back. All of the eyes went over to look at Jiro. Chenle immediately went to his oldest son.

"Is something wrong, Ji?" Chenle asked.

Jiro shook his head, "N-No..."

"Oh, come on. Let me see, young man."

The man furrowed his eyebrows, "Pa--"

"Park Jiro."

The said son groaned before he lifted up his shirt and lets his papa see his back. Chenle's eyes widened at how painful the scratches looked. Jisung chuckled.

"Did you guys use condom? Because I don't think I'm ready for a grandchild," Jisung teased.

Chenle groaned, "Jisung!"

"What? It's obvious that they did the deed."

"Daddy? Papa?" Jie called.

"Dumpling?" his papa asked.

"What's a condom?"

A/N: I can't

i'm literally wheezing

anyway, thanks for reading this fic!!

Love lots ♥