The Dadliest Chat (3zun Group Text)--Modern 3zun raise Jingyi AU
[Modern 3zun Tag] [Ao3 series]
[This was a lot of fun and the first thing I have written in a WHILE, so I just let myself go for it and write whatever. Therefore the vibe is a little all over the map; slice of life, fluff, lil' bit of lemon, a bit of angst and trauma work, but mostly just sort of day in the life look at 3zun's group chat as fathers! A-Fu is about 10 months old in this.
CW: dirty talk, lemon (I'm leery of tagging more cause I don't wanna get flagged because Tunglr™, but they sometimes have adult convos over text, ya know?]
SATURDAY
<10:42 AM>
Xichen: Stupid bill?
Xichen: [sent picture]
Da-ge: spam
A-Yao: 👍
Xichen: 👍👍
MONDAY
<12:12 PM>
A-Yao: People are stupid
Da-ge: yep
Xichen: !! :( Are people being difficult at work? 💙
Da-ge: are zixuns being difficult at work
A-Yao: Yes
A-Yao: Need son pics, please
Da-ge: lol to up your blood sugar
Xichen: On it!
A-Yao: Something like that
A-Yao: ❤❤❤
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: [sent video]
Xichen: [sent picture]
Da-ge: !
A-Yao: My god
A-Yao: They’re like drugs
Xichen: Better? 💙🥰
A-Yao: Better than drugs, yes
Xichen: 😂 Not what I meant but I’m glad! I have so many more.
Da-ge: who won the fight
Xichen: 😂 He’s playing DRUMS in that picture, Da-ge.
Xichen: It’s his music class.
Xichen: We Lan eschew violence.
Da-ge: yeah
Da-ge: that’s why wangji almost took a chunk out of my thigh when he was a kid
Xichen: 😬
A-Yao: Hush, I’m basking
Da-ge: lol
TUESDAY
<9:56 AM>
Lan Xichen: [sent video]
A-Yao: Why does he sound like that? Is that normal?
Da-ge: gollum
Xichen: 😂
Xichen: I was thinking more sink drain, but that too!
A-Yao: Our son is not GOLLUM
Xichen: He’s started making that noise when he’s happy, A-Yao, it's alright! 💙 He does it especially when he looks at the tiger toy A-Yu got him. Or when he’s going to the bathroom.
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: he has your smile
Xichen: Not sure that’s possible, Da-ge😂
A-Yao: I actually agree with Da-ge
A-Yao: I think it's the eyes
Da-ge: yeah
Xichen: Hmm, well his mother's father's father was my father's cousin, I believe. Or second cousin, I can never rightly remember. Several branches off, we'll say.
Xichen: Maybe my father was the common link.
<2:27 PM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: I don't see it, really.
Da-ge: see what
Da-ge: whose that
Xichen: A similarity in our smiles.
A-Yao: Is that your father???
Xichen: Yes.
A-Yao: !!!!
Da-ge: i didnt know you had pictures of him
Xichen: I don't, I asked Wangji if shufu had ever shown him any. He was visiting him with Wuxian and A-Yuan today, so I suppose he found one.
A-Yao: Or Wuxian did.
Da-ge: snoop
Xichen: Well, maybe 😋 I didn't ask.
A-Yao: Hmm
A-Yao: People don’t always use their real smile for pictures
<3:04 PM>
Da-ge: ?
Xichen: Hm?
A-Yao: Are you okay?
Xichen: Yes? Why wouldn’t I be? 🤗
Da-ge: you went quiet
Xichen: 😉 I'm fine.
Da-ge: ??
Xichen: 😘 I'm fine.
A-Yao: Er-ge
Xichen: Truly, I'm fine! A-Fu and I are at the park.
Xichen: [sent picture]
A-Yao: 😍
Da-ge: ❤️
Da-ge: how did you get him to wear the sunglasses
Xichen: Patience and sweet potato puffs.
Xichen: He also threw them on the ground directly after the photo, so don’t praise me too much 😂
Da-ge: distraction
Xichen: ?
A-Yao: You’re cheating, Er-ge
Xichen: Cheating?? Cheating what?? How??
Da-ge: 🙄
Xichen: It was just odd to think I’ve never seen his real smile. I'm not even thinking about it anymore, I'm keeping A-Fu from eating sand! I can call you to prove it but really, it was just a thought. I'M FINE 💙
A-Yao: I'm bringing home eclairs from Jean’s
Xichen: 🤩🥰 A-Fu is EXCITED!
Xichen: [sent picture]
A-Yao: 😭😭
Da-ge: so fuckin cute
Da-ge: how are his cheeks so big
Da-ge: chipmunk cheeks
A-Yao: This one is going in the next batch I’m printing
Xichen: 🥰
Da-ge: we’re gonna run out of wall space by the time hes 1
WEDNESDAY
<5:17 PM>
A-Yao: Eggs
Rice
Okra
Coffee
Da-ge: ok ty
THURSDAY
<12:47 PM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
A-Yao: ❤
Da-ge: daww
FRIDAY
<8:24 AM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: I do not enjoy stepping on Cheerios, I’ve found. Whether wet or dry.
Da-ge: lol good luck
<9:17 AM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: Oops 😬
Da-ge: well we were gonna give him a bath tonite anyway
A-Yao: How???????
A-Yao: It was on the counter!
Xichen: I was vacuuming after the Breakfast Cheerio Disaster and then I turn around and, well, plant down.
A-Yao: Did it fall on him??
Xichen: Nope! He just dug around in the dirt and remnants after he managed to pull it down.
Da-ge: kids are sturdy
Xichen: I don't understand how he can climb but can't walk yet???
Da-ge: monkey genes
A-Yao: Technically ape
Da-ge: 🙄
Xichen: 🙈
A-Yao: Where was that from again? That garden store downtown? I can pick up a new one omw home
Xichen: We might be able to repot it, they seem pretty sturdy. Maybe go pick up a hanging one this time, though?
Xichen: I'm just glad we made sure all the plants werj;/ abb noewlp
Xichen: Sorry, he slapped the phone out of my hand and it sent. We made sure all the plants were non-toxic if eaten or I'd be having a heart attack right now 😱
A-Yao: HE AUE IT?? ?
Da-ge: you didnt see the dirt in his mouth? kids put shit directly in there as default there’s no stopping it
A-Yao: IS HE OKAY???
Xichen: I called poison control even after looking it up online. Totally fine! There was only a little bit gone, after all.
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: See?
Da-ge: lol i was imagining cartoon bite marka but that makes more sense
Xichen: 😂 He doesn't even have teeth yet!
A-Yao: Is his tummy upset???
A-Yao: has he poop ed??
A-Yao: did they say we should feed him something or make him dirnk water or ???
Xichen: My love, he's COMPLETELY fine, I promise.
Xichen: Look!
Xichen: [sent picture]
Da-ge: tiny feet ❤️
Da-ge: cant stand that show tho
Xichen: Actually, I find it oddly soothing.
Da-ge: you had no tv growing up. huaisanf was addicted to fuckin telletubbies for AGES
Da-ge: gets old really fast
Da-ge: hate how they talk
Da-ge: youre still panicking aren't you ayao
A-Yao: No
Xichen: And what does WebMD have to say? 😂
A-Yao: …
A-Yao: That it’s nontoxic to humans and pets.
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: like he said
Xichen: 😂
A-Yao: I apologize for overreacting.
A-Yao: I wasn’t trying to question your competence.
Xichen: A-Yao, no! I didn’t take it that way!
A-Yao: It’s fine!
Xichen: I’m sorry, A-Yao, we shouldn’t have teased you when you were worried about A-Fu :(
A-Yao: It’s fine!
Xichen: Love, please pick up.
Xichen: A-Yao, please call me.
A-Yao: I'm fine! :)
Da-ge: bullshit
Da-ge: answer him or me you choose
A-Yao: I'm in a meeting.
Da-ge: i doubt that
Xichen: Please call me when you're out?
A-Yao: Maybe! My schedule is very full today. I'll try to remember.
Da-ge: don't fucking start that just call him
A-Yao: I'm in a meeting.
Da-ge: then promise to answer after
A-Yao: I’ll try to remember.
Da-ge: you don’t forget shit set an alarm to remember then instead of being a child
Xichen: Da-ge please that’s not going to help
Da-ge: its stupid if he’s going to have a problem with something we said and not fix it
Da-ge: just fucking tell us instead of the pasive aggressive shit
Da-ge: he knows that
Xichen: You know that’s not how it works. Please don’t do this here, just text me privately. A-Yao, we’re not talking about you behind your back
Da-ge: thers no other way TO talk to him when he does this
Da-ge: this can literally be over right now if he just answered his stupid phone
Xichen: Please stop. Call me.
<10:01 AM>
Xichen: No one’s angry with you, A-Yao 💙 You can call in your own time!!
<1:45 PM>
Xichen: I’m going to make some stir fry for tonight! 2 batches, one with meat and one without! Extra bamboo shoots! 😊😊😎 Any requests?
<3:32 PM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: A-Fu Baxia cuddle puddle 😴🐱👶🥰
<5:07 PM>
A-Yao: Im sorry
A-Yao: I was being stupid
A-Yao: I’m sorry
A-Yao: I wont do it again
Xichen: Shhh, call me, Da-ge came home early, we can all talk 💙💙💙💙
SUNDAY
<11:05 AM>
A-Yao: Why do stores rearrange everything so often??
A-Yao: Is this the right brand??
A-Yao: [sent picture]
Xichen: I think? Show me the back?
A-Yao: [sent picture]
Xichen: I think they just changed the packaging, it should still be the right one!
A-Yao: 👍
<2:43 PM>
Xichen: Can Huaisang still babysit tonight after A-Fu goes down?
Da-ge: he says yes
Xichen: Perfect!
<4:33 PM>
Da-ge: thought you two were going out for dinner? isnt that why you needed asang?
Xichen: Something happened with a last minute change to a contract and he has to go in to oversee changes, but I need to run some errands anyway, so I’ll take advantage of the expanded mobility 😂
Xichen: It’s surprisingly difficult to shop for baby clothes with a baby in tow.
Da-ge: sucks
Xichen: Yes, but there’s always next time!
MONDAY
<8:07 AM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: We love Papa’s breakfast!
Da-ge: ❤
TUESDAY
<12:18 PM>
Xichen: Da-ge, A-Yao came home with one of his headaches--I'm going to take A-Fu out so he can sleep and I'm putting his phone downstairs so he isn't tempted to use it. Can you check on him when you get home? 💙
Da-ge: I will
Da-ge: poor ayao ❤
Xichen: I know 😢 Love you!
Da-ge: love you both
Da-ge: let me know if i should bring something home
Xichen: Right now, I think he just needs some sleep for now, he caught it early instead of pushing through (for once)!
Xichen: Proud of you, A-Yao!
<8:57 PM>
A-Yao: ❤
WEDNESDAY
<11:34 AM>
Da-ge: [sent picture]
Da-ge: what is this shit
A-Yao: Ugh
Xichen: Sigh.
<2:04 PM>
Xichen: Look what just came on my photo roll!💙
Xichen: [sent picture]
A-Yao: Ahh, Da-ge in an apron, my favorite
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: i remember that day
THURSDAY
<6:41 AM>
A-Yao: [sent picture]
<7:25 AM>
Xichen: !!!!!!!!!!!
Xichen: A-Yao is so handsome 👀💙
Da-ge: love when you wear that one
Da-ge: it’s sexy
A-Yao: 😌
<7:40 AM>
A-Yao: Not overtly, right?
A-Yao: Not somehow inappropriate?
Da-ge: fuck no you just look good in a suit
<10:13 AM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: Cousins at the library!
A-Yao: Ahh, A-Ling!!!
A-Yao: 😍😍
Xichen: A-Fu’s being very gentle!
Da-ge: good!
Xichen: I saw Mary there!
Da-ge: basoonist?
A-Yao: No, that’s Mari. Mary is the percussionist, curly hair, glasses, nose ring
Xichen: She says they miss me, which was very sweet.
Da-ge: still trying to get you back?
Xichen: I said I didn’t know when I’d be back as director, which is the truth!
Da-ge: you don’t have to apologize for anything
Xichen: I know 😊
Da-ge: mmm
SATURDAY
<4:55 PM>
Xichen: Will you be home for dinner, Da-ge?
Da-ge: no they moved my flight up
Xichen: We’ll miss you!! 😙
A-Yao: Fly safe! Do you have all your IDs and chargers? Do you have your meds? Did you get your motorcycle in for the scrape?
Da-ge: yea yea yea no
A-Yao: Should I have A-Su drive it in? She’s very responsible
Xichen: I didn’t know she rides motorcycles!
A-Yao: She got her license but doesn’t have a bike yet
Da-ge: nah it’s fine i’ll get to it when i’m back
Da-ge: leaving earlier means im only out for 4 days instead of 7
Da-ge: more meetings but
Xichen: Make sure to get lots of rest! Don’t burn yourself out.
A-Yao: Good!
A-Yao: [sent picture]
A-Yao: FuFu says “love you, Papa”
Da-ge: ❤
Da-ge: my boys
SUNDAY
<8:45 AM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: Morning!
Da-ge: ❤
A-Yao: 😍
A-Yao: So cute
A-Yao: Also I love that braid, Er-ge
Da-ge: everything ok there?
Xichen: Going swimming-ly! 😉🏊♂️
Da-ge: lol
<7:02 PM>
Da-ge: how was the dinner with the all the jins
Xichen: Loud but good fun! A-Fu loved it.
Xichen: [sent picture]
A-Yao: I want to schedule them more regularly
<8:22 PM>
Da-ge: night
Da-ge: lov you
A-Yao: Poor sleepy Da-ge. Love you
Xichen: We love you!
MONDAY
<7:00 AM>
Xichen: ☕
Da-ge: [sent picture]
Da-ge: how did you know
Xichen: 😁 We are creatures of habit.
<6:11 PM>
A-Yao: Toilet’s doing that thing again
Da-ge: fuck
Da-ge: upstairs one?
A-Yao: Yep
Xichen: I’ll call the plumber but it’s late and short notice so 😬 We'll see!
<6:32 PM>
A-Yao: [sent picture]
Xichen: Little gremlin 🥰
Da-ge: adorable
<8:20 PM>
Da-ge: goodnight love you all
Xichen: Love you! Baxia misses her Papa and so does A-Fu! 💙 A-Yao’s making popcorn, he says ‘We love you, dream of us’ from the kitchen!
Da-ge: lol will do
Da-ge: hows the toilet
Xichen: We are taking care of it, focus on work! 💙
TUESDAY
<9:03 AM>
A-Yao: Can someone call
Xichen: You okay??
Da-ge: eating lunch whats up
A-Yao: Murder
Xichen: Ahhh 💙
Da-ge: are we coming up with scenarios or ar you
<12:24 PM>
Xichen: Honestly, why don't we bake bread more? The house smells SO good.
Xichen: 🍞
Xichen: I'm making honey butter! 🐝
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: A-Fu approved! 👍
Da-ge: ❤️
A-Yao: Hell day. Want fresh bread
A-Yao: Look at him
A-Yao: So cute
Xichen: I’ll have plenty for when you come home, love! 💙💙💙 I can always make more!
Xichen: I’ll make it again fresh when you get home, Da-ge!
Da-ge: yum
<9:18 PM>
A-Yao: ❤ Sleepy?
Da-ge: eh
Da-ge: a bit
Da-ge: why
A-Yao: Want to video call?
Da-ge: oh? wheres xichen?
A-Yao: [sent picture]
WEDNESDAY
<7:01 AM>
Xichen: Good morning! ☀☕
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: bet you slept good
A-Yao: Oh, he’s very pleased with himself. It was all his idea, actually
Da-ge: is he blushing
A-Yao: Yes, it’s very cute
Da-ge: lol ❤
<9:39 AM>
A-Yao: [sent picture]
A-Yao: ???
Xichen: 😂
Da-ge: wtf
<6:27 PM>
Da-ge: timezones suck
Da-ge: work trips suck
Xichen: 😟💙
Xichen: Need to talk?
Da-ge: just complaining
Da-ge: wanna go home
A-Yao: We all want you here
<8:00 PM>
Xichen: Goodnight, Da-ge. We love you and can’t wait to pick you up on Friday!
THURSDAY
<8:05 AM>
Xichen: Last day apart! Good morning! 🌈
Da-ge: thank fuck
A-Yao: I do not say this lightly, but I’m ready for the weekend
A-Yao: Can we go out to dinner somewhere when he gets back? That bistro place?
Xichen: 🤩 A wonderful idea.
<11:26 PM>
Da-ge: so fuckin horny
A-Yao: Oh?
A-Yao: Lonely, Da-ge?
A-Yao: Xichen fell asleep on the couch, here. I’m all alone in our bed
A-Yao: I can just imagine you there, in the dark, touching yourself
A-Yao: Did you hold back until you ached? Probably not, hm? You can be so impatient sometimes
A-Yao: Did you even get your pants off?
A-Yao: What were you thinking of? Or who?
A-Yao: Are you remembering our call together?
A-Yao: Xichen was magnificent, wasn’t he?
A-Yao: So were you
Da-ge: fjck
A-Yao: You know what? I’m going to call. I want to hear you
FRIDAY
<7:14 AM>
Xichen: Oh my 😏
Xichen: Good morning! ☀ Seems like you had fun last night!
A-Yao: Sometimes you miss out when you go to sleep at grandpa hour 🤷♂️😉
Da-ge: the mouth on you
A-Yao: You came so hard, too
Xichen: PLEASE no dirty talk when I have no recourse, the Backyardigans are not the right backdrop for this convo 😩
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: you just wait for tonight
Xichen: 😳
<12:13 PM>
Xichen: You emailed me the new gate information, yes?
Da-ge: ya
Da-ge: see you tonight ❤
<5:35 PM>
A-Yao: Here!
Da-ge: 15 minutes out
Da-ge: just landed
A-Yao: We’re by the vending machine
<6:44 PM>
Da-ge: diaper bag out of wipes
A-Yao: On it, there’s emergencies in the car
MONDAY
<6:16 AM>
Da-ge: i just saw the morherfucker scratched the door getting it in
Da-ge: couldn’t see it in the dark
<7:30 AM>
Xichen: ? Who? It?
Da-ge: plumber
Da-ge: toilet
Da-ge: [sent picture]
Xichen: Yikes, I must have missed that, I’ve been coming in the back.
Xichen: The plumbing company should cover it, right?
A-Yao: If you make it their problem enough, I’m sure they will. This is the right one, yes?
A-Yao: [sent picture]
Da-ge: yes
Xichen: Yes.
A-Yao: On it
<7:56 AM>
A-Yao: Idiots
Xichen: It’s not too terrible, it won’t be a problem. It’s not like we don’t have money!
A-Yao: No.
Da-ge: there he goes
A-Yao: It’s the principle of the thing, now
Da-ge: honestly agree
<8:11 AM>
A-Yao: Done. They’ll pay for whatever replacement or repair
Xichen: Ahh, persistent A-Yao saves the day! 🥳
<10:28 AM>
A-Yao: Omg call me when you're done with your appt, gege
A-Yao: I have stories about the assholes from music class
Xichen: A-Yao, they're BABIES 😆
Xichen: Was it A-Chi? They have a bit of a rivalry.
A-Yao: LANDON
Xichen: Ohh nooo! 😱 One second, I'm paying.
Da-ge: i've got 10 min before my meeting with the contractor
A-Yao: EVEN BETTER
Xichen: 👶🍵
Da-ge: wtf is that
Xichen: Baby tea!
A-Yao: I love you so much ❤
Da-ge: ???
Xichen: Ask Huaisang about it later! 😃 He will probably groan because I'm old and using slang 👴
Xichen: Calling now!
TUESDAY
<2:27 PM>
A-Yao: Do we have chicken at home?
Xichen: Nuggets but no breasts.
Da-ge: lol
A-Yao: I'm not going to grace that with a response. Chicken Parm for dinner?
Xichen: Yum!
Da-ge: works for me
A-Yao: A-Yu’s coming tonight with A-Yuan, remember
Xichen: Yes!
Da-ge: yep
WEDNESDAY
<1:02 PM>
Xichen: I feel terrible. I didn’t reapply the sunscreen on his neck well enough.
Xichen: Look.
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: I’m sorry. I’m going to run him an oatmeal bath and get aloe. I’m going to order him a sunhat right now. I won’t let it happen again.
A-Yao: Oh Er-ge, it happens, don’t feel bad
A-Yao: It’s not so bad, just a little pink!
Xichen: It will get darker. They always do.
Xichen: I was just reading about UVB and how our ozone is getting thinner and the rising rates. I should have been more diligent.
Da-ge: a little sunburn isn’t the end of the world xichen
Da-ge: hes gonna be fine
Xichen: It can give you melanoma.
Da-ge: hes literally 10 mo he’s not gonna get melanoma from 1 sunburn
Da-ge: asang once turned bright red like a lobster and he’s fine
A-Yao: Provisionally 😁
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: Is that enough oatmeal, do you think? I added some honey as well, they say that it would help.
Da-ge: youre going to kill our pipes
A-Yao: ER-GE YOU’RE GOING TO STRAIN THAT BEFORE YOU DRAIN IT, YES??
Da-ge: ^
Xichen: I know.
A-Yao: Please don’t beat yourself up, it happens
A-Yao: We’ll all be careful and we’ll put aloe on him
A-Yao: Is he in pain?
Xichen: I don’t know. He seems alright. A little more cranky. He fell asleep on the way home from the splash pad.
Da-ge: sunburn can do that
Da-ge: you didn’t do anything wrong
Da-ge: its a fact of life and all kids will get sunburn
A-Yao: It’s his first one, it’s not going to hurt him
Xichen: We’ll go to the library and children’s museums this week instead to let it fully heal.
A-Yao: Alright, sweetheart, that sounds like a good plan ❤
<6:08 PM>
Da-ge: they said they dont carry those tongs anymore
Xichen: Drat.
THURSDAY
<10:02 AM>
Da-ge: why the fuck is this class called mommy and me
Da-ge: its weird
Xichen: 😂
Xichen: How heteronormative of them!
Da-ge: plus the kid isn't the one paying or driving
A-Yao: Marketing, probably, but I agree
Da-ge: lady is looking at me all confused
Da-ge: think she's trying to place me
Xichen: Mm, a bit old for a nanny? 😁
A-Yao: She's like 'there's GOT to be a mommy here somewhere…'
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: [sent picture]
A-Yao: 😍😍😍 His little butt!
Da-ge: he's so weird
A-Yao: He is not! He's perfect!
Xichen: All children are weird, A-Yao, it's alright 💙 Why is he upside down?
Da-ge: who knows
Da-ge: at the sand table now
Xichen: 😬
Da-ge: i’ll take the car to be vacuumed after
Xichen: 💙 Thank you!
A-Yao: FuFu likes the carwash with all the lights!
Da-ge: ok
FRIDAY
<5:43 PM>
A-Yao: Are we alright on fruit?
Xichen: Apples would be good!
<8:21 PM>
A-Yao: I’m going to be later than I thought, don’t wait up
Xichen: Drive safe!
SATURDAY
<10:39 AM>
Da-ge: [sent picture]
Da-ge: 👍👎?
Xichen: 👍👍👍👍👍👀
A-Yao: Holy shit
A-Yao: Buy that shirt right now
Xichen: Yes PLEASE, Da-ge! 🙏
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: well alright then
Da-ge: 😏
Xichen: I’m legitimately flustered right now, I can’t focus 😵
Xichen: I keep looking at this picture,
A-Yao: When are you coming home???
Da-ge: lol
SUNDAY
<9:37 AM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: Coolest kid in the grocery store 😎
A-Yao: 😍
A-Yao: This grout is fucking horrible
A-Yao: [sent picture]
Xichen: I’ll grab more of the heavy duty stuff, then.
Da-ge: youre both insane
Da-ge: lan qiren is not going to look at the grout
Da-ge: and the dinners not til wed
Xichen: To be fair to us, he very much will look at the grout.
MONDAY
<8:53 AM>
A-Yao: more watr pls
Xichen: 👍💙
<10:21 AM>
A-Yao: watrre pls
Xichen: 💙💙
<1:13 PM>
A-Yao: help
Da-ge: ??? ayao?
Xichen: All is well! Help getting up is what he meant 💙
Da-ge: hows he doing
Xichen: Not much better than how you left him, I’m afraid ☹
Xichen: He won’t let me cancel the dinner.
A-Yao: will be fin
Da-ge: get off the phone
Da-ge: and sleep
Da-ge: xichen you should confiscate his phone
A-Yao: using it 4 help
Da-ge: SLEEP
A-Yao: then stop txtin
Xichen: I scolded him very gently, but we should all let him get some rest 💙
<4:11 PM>
Xichen: Pedialyte and more painkillers and crackers, please!
Xichen: Oh, and maybe ginger ale?
Da-ge: ok ty
WEDNESDAY
<8:02 AM>
Xichen: I’m sorry I’m so behind on laundry, everyone.
Xichen: I should have been more on top of it.
Da-ge: its FINE
Da-ge: i still have like a weeks worth of boxers
Da-ge: youve been taking care of ayao and afu
Xichen: I kept meaning to get to it.
Da-ge: srsly
Da-ge: your shufu isnt going to even be in our room he’s not gonna know about what laundry you did or did’t do
Xichen: It’s not about that.
Da-ge: it is tho
Da-ge: xichen
Da-ge: what are you doing
Xichen: Cleaning the kitchen, why?
Da-ge: you already did that
Da-ge: can you just chill out for a bit?
Da-ge: call over asang or asu or yanli and go out for a bit on your own
Xichen: I don’t want them to get sick.
Da-ge: ayao overworked himself
Da-ge: you know his immune thing
Xichen: I’m fine, I don’t need them to come over! 😊
Da-ge: im rolling my eyes so hard at you rght now
Da-ge: did you eat?
<9:27 AM>
Da-ge: xichen did you eat
<10:11 AM>
Da-ge: answer your phone
Xichen: Sorry! I left it in the family room while I washed windows! Calling now!
THURSDAY
<9:43 AM>
Da-ge: i’m glad we’re all sane again
A-Yao: 🙄
Xichen: Don’t pick fights, you two 😂
Da-ge: mm
<12:20 PM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
Xichen: So sleepy 💙
A-Yao: He’s SO cute
A-Yao: Is he going to think we’re creepy when he’s older?
Da-ge: ???
A-Yao: We have so many pictures of him sleeping…
Xichen: 😂
<5:04 PM>
A-Yao: I have to work late, rain check on the soup?
Xichen: Oh.
Xichen: Of course! See you when you get home 💙
A-Yao: I’m sorry ☹
Xichen: It’s alright! It happens.
Xichen: Love you.
A-Yao: Love you, too 💙
Da-ge: again??
SATURDAY
<11:31 AM>
Xichen: Oh, turns out we don’t have Draino! We need some, please.
A-Yao: 👍
SUNDAY
<4:19 PM>
Xichen: Poor Da-ge is crying at The Fox and the Hound 💙😭
A-Yao: Oh, that one is BRUTAL
Xichen: Lilo and Stitch levels of crying.
A-Yao: Hug him for me ❤️
MONDAY
<10:29 AM>
Xichen: A message from your son!
Xichen: irriOydristI
Xichen: Rogzkgz,lgsoycllydglci k🙁🤐s
Xichen: s😖d😒d🛌xx🦋🐙s🎳🕐📥aa
Xichen: ➿Dd
A-Yao: He opened the emojis!
A-Yao: He’s so smart!
Da-ge: i hope youre joking but know youre not
Xichen: A-Fu says ‘Baba and Papa should stop arguing’! 👶
Da-ge: lol
WEDNESDAY
<12:15 PM>
Xichen: [sent picture]
A-Yao: Holyshit
A-Yao: Holyshitholyshit
Xichen: Really? I thought it was amusing…😅
Da-ge: fuck thats so hot
Da-ge: why is that so hot
Xichen: 😳😳
A-Yao: Remind me to thank Huaisang for his gag gift
A-Yao: Cryptically, of course
Da-ge: where did you find that even?
Xichen: Back of the closet! You’ve never worn it, right?
Da-ge: i mean its a crop top
Da-ge: not really my style
A-Yao: Maybe it should be….
Da-ge: hmmmm
Xichen: 👀 I require…proof.
Da-ge: i need you to wear that while i fuck you
Xichen: 😳😳😳
A-Yao: Oh my god
A-Yao: Who?
Da-ge: yes
A-Yao: What’s that meme? ‘I will not spend the rest of the evening consumed with lust’?
Xichen: Well…decluttering surely has its advantages.
Xichen: I’m going to…take a break for a while.
A-Yao: 😏
A-Yao: Well, there’s Da-ge gone
A-Yao: Ah, Er-ge as well, it seems
A-Yao: Well, SOMEONE has to work to pay the bills around here :P
<12:50 PM>
Xichen: 🙁
A-Yao: No no
A-Yao: Sweetheart, I was joking, you know I would NEVER mean it in that way
Xichen: I know 💙
A-Yao: I know you worry about your choice to stay home
A-Yao: And like we’ve told you every time you mention it, we both fully support you doing so ❤❤❤❤
Da-ge: yes
A-Yao: I shouldn’t have said it that way. It was careless. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.
Xichen: You didn’t.
Da-ge: bs
Xichen: :P
A-Yao: Can I call?
Xichen: Of course 🥰
<2:04 PM>
Xichen: Sorry for being a boner killer, before 😂
Da-ge: lol
Da-ge: i think all the boners had been taken care of byu that point
Da-ge: youre fine ❤
Da-ge: im just glad you said something at all
Da-ge: usually you don’t
Xichen: I’m…trying. To be better about it.
A-Yao: ❤❤❤❤❤❤
TUESDAY
<10:19 AM>
Da-ge: you bite so hard
Da-ge: my nipple is still sore
A-Yao: Awww 🥺 Lemme see
Da-ge: im not sending shirtless pics at work
A-Yao: Mm, should have kept wearing the crop top, obviously
Xichen: 😂 Easier access?
A-Yao: Exactly
A-Yao: Come home and let me kiss it better 😘
Da-ge: 🙄
Xichen: This is all very distracting when you're in the dairy aisle, you know 😂
A-Yao: Then get out of the dairy aisle and come home ❤️
A-Yao: FuFu 's asleep
A-Yao: Just went down, we swam all morning so he'll be asleep a long time
Xichen: Paying
A-Yao: [sent a picture]
Da-ge: fuck
Xichen: O mw
A-Yao: Seems we have a winning outfit on our hands!
Da-ge: smug gremlin
A-Yao: 😊
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Familiar Faces - Whumptober2023
I don't need you to help me, I can handle things myself
“She’s got stage four terminal lung cancer, it spread to her liver and she just finished chemotherapy.”
For a moment, they didn’t say anything. Not for long, you couldn’t stop for long in cases like this. The kid gulped, his eyes shiny with tears. He didn’t look defensive anymore, he looked like a scared kid, like he’d lost his mum in a grocery store.
“See you did need me,” he said with a sniff. “She’s not allergic to anything and her blood type is B positive.”
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After a rumble at a baseball game, the Bradshaws end up in County Hospital, Chicago
For day 15 of @whumptober . Also on AO3. Set in S3 of ER after Susan Lewis leaves
Words: 2651
Doug placed the chart in the rack and sighed. Mark looked up, pen in hand as he scribbled something onto the bottom quickly.
"If I have to see another baseball this year, I think I'll lose it." He said.
Doug turned to look at the two teams, and their parents, loitering around the ER. From minor cuts, to broken arms and concussions, he didn’t know a high school baseball game could go so wrong. Maybe it's because one was from Texas. They were all cowboys.
"Don’t let anyone else hear you say that, you'll make us lose the game against radiology this year," Mark said with a laugh.
"That's impossible and you know it, a three year streak's hard to beat."
"Don’t say that," he said. "You'll jinx us."
He looked back down at his chart. Doug would never say it was quiet, he wasn't an intern, but he was surprised that despite how many people were around, it wasn’t busy or hectic like usual. He could hear himself think for once.
"Whatcha working on?" Doug asked, peaking at the chart in his hands.
"Sixteen year old with bruised knuckles and a mild concussion,"
He pointed to a medium sized teen with a shaved head in Curtain Two. The coach was giving him a lecture and from what he was reading from his body language, he was annoyed. Doug would be too, you get the opportunity to represent your state in a baseball game and ruin it when the two teams end up fighting? He understood exactly where he was coming from.
"Was he the instigator?" He asked.
"No idea." Mark shrugged.
He waved at Carol as she walked over to them, chart in hand. She shoved the chart in Doug's hands and smiled.
"While you two are standing around talking-"
"We were discussing a patient actually-" Doug started.
"While you were standing around talking-" Carol said louder again. "You forgot a minor case."
She pointed to a lanky looking kid in Curtain 1. He had slightly curly brown hair, long like those boy bands all over the TV. His mother was next to him, a scarf on her head and a smile on her face as she fussed over him. He seemed to still be at the age where any overt attention from his mother in public was a death sentence socially. But if he looked close enough, he could see he was loving every minute of it.
"What's the kid's name?"
"Bradley Bradshaw."
Mark stopped writing. He met eyes with Doug as they tried not to laugh.
"What cruel parents," was all Mark said.
"Can you call child protective services for a name?" Doug joked.
Carol, laughing behind her hand, swotted him with her hands until he got moving. Doug sighed and waved goodbye to them, the kid's mother looked up from fussing.
"Mrs Bradshaw I assume?" He said, clicking his pen and scanning the chart. "And you're Bradley."
"Yeah," he said. "Look, you really don’t need to do this, I'm fine!"
Mrs Bradshaw tutted at him and stroked his cheek. "You are not, now let the man do his job and just give you a once over?"
The kid tensed for a second before rolling his eyes and sighing. Doug took that as permission to start. He lent forward, about to see if the cut was any deeper than just a scrape, when Mrs Bradshaw jolted next to him.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
She waved her hand and nodded at him. He went back to the kid but saw his face pale. There was a look in his eye, one he was familiar with as a paediatrician, that didn’t sit right with him.
"Mom-" he started.
"Chick, I'm fine." She said, a little out of breath as her hands gripped the sides of the bed.
"Are you sure, Mrs Bradshaw?" Doug let go of the kid's head. "How about you sit down? I can check you both over?"
His words were a little too late. Her hands let go of the side of the bed. All the blood rushed from her face. Her eyes rolled back and closed as her body hit the floor with a thunk.
"Mom!"
The kid jumped off the bed and was by her side in an instant. He knew where to check for her pulse, checked her breathing too like it was second nature. There might be a future in medicine for this kid.
Mark and Carol stepped in with a board. She wasn't breathing, her body was limp as they moved her onto it in one go and rushed to Trauma One. The kid stayed at their sides as Mark said his usual "gently in 3, 2, 1" as they shifted her onto the bed.
The kid was still there as they intubated her. He was right there trying to hold her hand as they stuck an IV in her arm and took samples for her blood type.
"Look, kid, you need to move out of the way while we work," Mark said, placing his stethoscope on her chest and moving it around as he tried to listen.
"But she's my mom!"
"We know and you don’t have to leave but you can't stand this close," Carol said
She moved him out of the way but the kid just moved back. He wasn’t being defensive but still insisted on being by her side no matter who moved him out of the way.
"Look, if you don't move out of the way, we'll have to take you to the waiting area because we have to work!" Carol tried to get him to move but he just wouldn't.
Doug looked at Mark, who just nodded. He stepped back and took the kid by the arms as he tried to get him to move toward the exit of the trauma room. The kid resisted, holding onto his arm as he tried to push him back again and again.
"Come on, let's get that head looked at okay?"
"My head can wait! I need to be with my mom."
"She'll just be in the other room, okay?" He tried to push him toward the door again.
The kid shoved his arms off but luckily didn't force his way back in again.
"She needs me here."
"She needs the doctors and the nurses to help her, now they can't do their jobs if you're getting in their way."
He was starting to get annoyed now. His short breaths were making his nostrils flare as he made himself an immovable object that would not leave.
“Everything’s already separating us so you can’t blame me for wanting to stay with her.”
Doug immediately thought of a custody battle. His dad wasn’t here. He hadn’t even mentioned him yet she was Mrs Bradshaw. He didn’t want to assume but baseball and sports things were usually dad things to do. Not that he’d know.
“What?” Mark looked up from where he was preparing a needle.
“She’s dying!”
The room stopped. Carol looked down at Mrs Bradshaw then up at the kid. She knew something about losing a parent, even if she didn’t get a chance to be there when she did. Mark stopped, his hands were resting on her chest, he was taking a Pleural Fluid Sample. They’d usually get a phlegm sample but that was kind of hard when your patient was unconscious and had an intubation tube in her mouth. He must suspect pneumonia.
“She’s got stage four terminal lung cancer, it spread to her liver and she just finished chemotherapy.”
For a moment, they didn’t say anything. Not for long, you couldn’t stop for long in cases like this. The kid gulped, his eyes shiny with tears. He didn’t look defensive anymore, he looked like a scared kid, like he’d lost his mum in a grocery store.
“See you did need me,” he said with a sniff. “She’s not allergic to anything and her blood type is B positive.”
He sniffed again as a nurse came back with a sheet of paper.
“Thank you, but we still need room to work.”
The kid sighed and stepped back a bit. “I guess my mom wouldn’t want me to still be hurt when I wake up.”
“That’s the spirit,” Doug said, he then turned to Mark as he left the room. “Will you be okay?”
“Yeah, just get Kerry for me.”
Doug nodded as he left the room. Luckily Kerry was walking his way anyway, he navigated her to Trauma One and pulled the kid along a free bed.
He’d gone from argumentative and resistant to still and quiet. There was something else about him, a hurt deeper than his mum dying. There was a desperation in how he was losing her that was different from other kids he'd seen lose their parents. He wanted to know why.
— — —
After Dr Ross has cleaned the scrape on his head and applied some skin closure strips to it, he let him get up. He hadn’t said anything while he worked. All he could focus on was his mum. She’d seemed fine, well, as fine as she had been for months. He'd told her not to come, that he'd get Mav to come but she kept on saying that she'd missed enough baseball games, she wasn't going to miss this one.
He was really starting to feel guilty now. If she'd have stayed at home then she would be fine. She wouldn't have collapsed in a strange hospital and he wouldn't have been forcibly ripped from her. He knew they were just doing their jobs but he barely liked going to school out of fear that she’d be dead when he got home, let alone let doctors push him away while she wasn’t breathing on a table.
"Can I see her now?" He asked.
Dr Ross looked up from the chart in his hands, "We'll see, shall we?"
He walked him to that room, Trauma One he thought they called it. He was partially glad that he was being led because he wouldn't know where to go otherwise. This place was like a Maze. What made Curtain one any different from curtains two or three?
"You done?" Dr Ross said to the balding one in glasses.
Glasses guy shared a look with another woman with glasses, and a crutch, and the nurse with curly black hair and nodded. There were gloves and gowns strewn over the floor. A machine was beeping behind his mum and he almost collapsed when he saw her.
He didn’t like to see her like this. Her scarf had been pulled off so he could see her bald head. There was a tube in her arm, one in her mouth and a IV pumping something into her body.
Glasses guy pulled off his gloves and held out a hand. "I'm Dr Greene, this is Dr Weaver-" he pointed to the woman with the crutch. "And this is Nurse Hathway."
The woman with the curly hair waved at him and smiled. "Sorry about earlier, thank you for telling us but if you'd just moved out the way-"
Bradley didn’t want to hear it. He just shrugged. "What's wrong with her?" He then added. "Okay, what else is wrong with her?"
"She's got pneumonia," Dr Greene said. "You said she just finished chemotherapy?"
He nodded. He'd started skipping school when she had her sessions at first. She'd gone nuts but he didn’t want her to face it alone. He was terrified at the idea so she had to be too, right?
"Well, her immune system would be weakened and with the travel here, a lot of other kids and parents, and then coming to Chicago, with a lot of other people, it could easily have let her to be infected." He said. "We've just done some tests and are waiting to see what kind she's got so we know how to treat it."
"What kind?" Bradley scratched his head. "There's more than one type of pneumonia?"
"There's five: Viral, caused by a viral infection, bacterial, caused by bacteria, walking, caused by a specific bacteria, fungal, caused by a fungus, and aspiration, caused by breathing in dust or toxic fumes." He gestured towards his mum. "When you saw me with the needle, I was trying to get a sample of the fluid in her lungs so we could see the type of infection, we took an X-Ray and it showed signs of pneumonia so now we're just waiting for confirmation to start treatment."
Dr Weaver, who'd kept quiet up until now, turned to face him. "Can I ask why your mom came? If she's just finished chemotherapy?"
He didn’t want to answer that question. His mum didn’t want anything to stop her, even though she was sick. She’d stormed into his school when she'd found out kids were picking on him for her being sick despite her still vomiting from her chemotherapy. She was wonder woman really.
"She used to come to every baseball game I played, then she got sick and couldn’t, so she wanted to see me play maybe for the last time." He rubbed the back of his neck.
The atmosphere dampened a little. They were doctors, they dealt with death all the time. He was only realising now that just because they saw it, didn’t mean they were always okay with it.
"Is there anyone we can call? Your dad maybe?" She said.
He chuckled. Dr Ross' face sparked something familiar. He didn’t know exactly what.
"You guys really can work miracles,"
"What?" Dr Greene asked.
"You've got a phone that goes to heaven?"
Yet again, the mood dampened. Dr Ross' face fell, it looked like he'd got an answer to something but didn't like the response.
"Your dad's dead?" Nurse Hathway said.
"Yeah, he died when I was four, he was in the Navy, he was the backseater in a jet and broke his neck in a training accident. Died instantly."
He said it with practice. It was a straight up fact, he didn’t remember his dad too much and hated that he didn’t. He had vague memories, soft and warm, something he held onto like a comfort blanket when he was a kid but nothing concrete.
"Was he a flight officer? A RIO?" Dr Greene said.
Bradley stood up straighter, paying more attention. "Yeah, why, do you know the Navy?"
"My dad's a Captain, he worked on aircraft carriers when I was a kid," he shrugged.
"Huh, Captain Greene? I'll have to ask my Uncle Mav if he's heard of him."
"You got a picture?"
He shoved his hands in his pockets and pulled out the faded, folded picture of his dad. It was his Naval Academy graduation photo. His mum gave it to him at his funeral and he'd never let it go since.
"Here."
He handed it to him, Nurse Hathaway peaked over his shoulder and tried not to laugh. Dr Ross joined in too and got the same look on his face, even Dr Weaver seemed shocked.
"Mark, I think you had a long lost brother somewhere," Dr Ross whispered.
"What?"
"He's a spitting image of you! Just give you a moustache or get rid of his hair and you'd be twins!" Nurse Hathaway joked.
"Alright, alright, that's enough give the kid his photo back," Dr Greene, Mark, said.
Nurse Hathaway gave it back with a smile. He folded it up and placed it comfortably in his pocket.
"What was his name?" Dr Greene asked.
"Nick, but his callsign was Goose, so everyone called him that,"
He nodded, "And your mom's name? I just realised we don't actually know it."
"Carole."
"Yeah?" Nurse Hathaway said.
"No, that's her name, Carole, with an -e on the end."
She tilted her head and looked at Dr Greene. "I guess today's full of coincidences, huh?"
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I've been mentally planning crossovers for er and top gun since I started watching it. Anthony Edwards (goose) is Mark Greene in ER, and his dad was a Captain in the Navy on aircraft carriers so the top gun guys could've worked under him before he retired! Also Carole Bradshaw, Carol Hathaway, a lot of similarities. Also Rick Rossovich (slider) and Michael Ironside (Jester) are both in season 1 so early ER is just a top gun reunion honestly. Thanks for reading! @whumptober-archive
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