When their child asks them how babies are made. - Monsta X
//Finally a fluff request, thank you anonnie//
When your three year old daughter asks him the questions he didn’t think he’d hear for another 12 years, he’d just look at her in silence, trying to find an answer to her question, potentially turning to you for advice.
“Mind helping me out here a bit?”
He’d start laughing at your sons question and turn his head towards you, pointing his finger at you before leaning in closer and whispering to him:
“Wait until daddy’s at work and ask mommy the same question.”
He’d try to thoughtfully inform his four year old daughter about how babies are made but would struggle to form a correct sentence without your daughter asking another question.
“Sweetie, the stork brought you and dropped you off at our house.”
“But mommy said that the stork doesn’t do that.”
He’d sit down in front of your son and already have the conversation planned out in his head, ready to take on the challenge on explaining it to a two year old.
“Well if mommy and daddy love each other very much, daddy puts a little baby inside mommy’s tummy. Just like you.”
“But how does the baby get in there when there’s no hole?” Jooheon would clear his throat, struggling to find a family friendly explanation.
He’d immediately start to panic, desperately trying to find the right answer without the risk of ruining your daughter’s childhood by explaining it too clearly. Before he’s able to start his sentence, your daughter has found a new distraction, the question long forgotten.
Hyungwon would let out a deep sigh and nod in relief. “Good. Let’s wait with that conversation a few more years.”
His head would immediately turn to you in disbelief to what your son has just asked and you’d simply shrug at him, leaving the room quickly.
He’d turn towards your five year old and lean in closer, clearing his throat. “Well, how do you think babies are made?”
“The stork dropped me off on the porch.” Kihyun would be relieved by his sons answer. “Exactly. Let’s believe that a few more years.”
He’d immediately burst out into laughter by your daughter’s adorable question and be ready to openly explain it to her, since he’d believe it’s never too early.
“Well, sometimes when mommy and daddy are in our room we-”
“Changkyun!” You’d yell, cutting him off midsentence before taking your daughter out of the room.