It was the third cry of the night that woke Hoseok up. The first month of his babies being home and it was the most stressful month of his life. He almost never slept and his mind was always on them. Whenever Namjoon was at work his mind was to protect them.
"Mmh, babe, lay back down."Namjoon rubbed his red eyes, he sat up and placed a hand on Hoseok's chest. It was almost like the latter were trained at this point to get up.
"But they're—"he started and Namjoon could see the sleep fighting. He could see the way Hoseok's body wanted to sleep for hours.
"And there's milk in the fridge? They've got their daddy." He kissed Hoseok's forehead before the omega crashed back onto the pillow.
He's down to their room in no time, scooping both of them up and bringing them to the kitchen to make a bottle for both. The boy's cuddle into his firm chest and take the bottle willingly. He wipes one of their small tears and kisses their foreheads before bringing them back into the room where Hoseok and him kept another crib by the side of their King bed, more for Hoseok's comfort than his.
Hoseok heard them step back into the room and he's cooing. The babies babble a lot to Namjoon like they're telling the alpha about their day and Namjoon always talks back to them.
Hoseok sat up and Namjoon moved in bed beside the smaller holding the boys. Hoseok falls into the alpha's lap and touches the bare curls that started to form on one of his son's heads.
"We're so lucky he got his daddy's hair and eyes," Hoseok tells, as he's slowly falling asleep and Namjoon is perfectly awake.
"Yeah? He's got your beauty though." Namjoon leans to press a kiss to the omegas' head. The two of them fall asleep looking at each other. Namjoon found it sweet and moved the boys into their crib before coming back in bed with the other, strong arms draping around Hoseok's waist and pulling the omega into the chest of the alpha's.
The four of them slept peacefully for the rest of the night in the large bedroom. When Hoseok would wake up, his little boys would be right by his side and Namjoon's face would be buried in his back, tired from the whining of his son's. Hoseok couldn't ask for a better family, he couldn't ask for anyone better.
He loves them so much.
