loud calmed by the quiet → markson

🏙️ quietly content [1] 🏙️

Loud...very loud was one of the first thing that came to mind when someone mentioned Jackson Wang, the school prince charming...or was one of the first things. The once playful, charismatic teen had recently become a lot quieter and hardworking.

The now quieter teen drove through the streets of seoul, fingers tapping the steering weel impatiently. He wanted the traffic to clear and to get home and it didn't look like it would happen anytime soon. Letting out a sigh, he sank back into the drivers seat thinking of what awaited him back at home.

After a couple of minutes the traffic cleared and the rest of drive was swift. As he pulled into the drive he smiled, before exiting his car and entering his house. When he entered he found a dark, dead silent house and this worried him.

"Mark...Mark answer me!" He shouted up the stairs, but to no avail...

Now very worried, he dropped his bag and made his way up the stairs two at a time. Spotting the bedroom door open he walked in and his heart melted at the sight before him.

His boyfriend lying asleep in the middle of their bed, pyjamas and all with their 2 month old daughter on his chest, his hand supporting the also sleeping infant. He immediately whipped out his phone to take a picture before changing out of his uniform and into sweats and joining his little family.

He just lay *listening to LAY as I write this ｡>﹏<｡* their for a while, letting himself relax. Working to support his family had sobered the teen up no end and entering the 'real world' was hella stressful. A shuffling noise came to his attention and looking down he found his little daughters bright eyes looking up at him as she stretched.

Giggling quietly he reached down and picked her up before exiting the room, careful not to wake the boy next to him. He marveled at how Mark kept going at all. The older male looked after their daughter incredibly yet Jackson knew he was still recovering from the birth. He begged Mark to let him stay at home and help, but to no avail. He knew Mark only wanted the best for their future but Jackson still worried twenty four seven how his boyfriend was.

Padding downstairs he made sure to keep an eye on the now fully awake baby attached to his shoulder. Turning on the light he remember homework was, annoyingly, calling, so he picked up his bag and made his way to the sofa.

With one hand still holding his daughter, he got out his laptop and placed it on the coffee table and got it running. Moving the now riggling Chie to his lap, letting her face his laptop which easily caught her attention. She was a curious one aswell as being beautiful just like her mother and Jackson loved it.

He made sure to turn down the screens light as not to hurt his precious daughters eyes and started to work. But just before his fingers touched the keys he was suddenly overwhelmed by the definite realization that no matter how stressful and tearful the past 11 months had been...it was definitely worth it. To get to have his own little family that he loves so much.

That loud boy from the past was happy to be quietly content.

First oneshot down! Writing this made me sleepy? But I suppose I'm always sleepy?
Enjoy!