Little/Kid: Chan
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Caregivers: SKZ, Mostly Hyunlix
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Requested by: CheeseCake963
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"I bet you sixteen dollars and a pack of skittles that I could win a Ramen eating contest.", Seungmin said.

"Bet.", Changbin replied.

The members of Stray Kids were going about the house doing their regularly scheduled weekend activities.

Baby Chan, the three-year-old toddler that Stray Kids are the parents of, was in the kitchen.

Felix was washing dishes.

"Well hello baby Chan. How are you today?", Felix asked.

"I good daddy!"

"I'm happy to hear that."

Chan stood by him, watching him wash the dishes.

Felix grabbed a pot lid, placing it in the sink as the hot water ran on top of it.

"Lixie! Honey come here!", Hyunjin yelled.

"Coming babe!"

Felix left the kitchen.

Chan still stood there, looking at the sink.

Nearby, in the pantry, for the purpose of the shorter members needing to reach the top shelf of the cabinet, there was a stepstool.

Baby Chan smiled to himself, wanting to help one of his main caregivers wash dishes.

He went to grab the stepstool, and pulled it back to the sink, stepping up on it to where the top half of him was over the sink.

"Whoaaa, bubble!", Chan said, laughing.

A cracking around was heard.

Chan looked down to see the steaming water of the sink touching the pot lid, and it beginning to crack.

"Hmm?"

Chan was about to reach for it when.....

*BOOM*

The lid of the pot, with the combined pressure of the air trapped underneath it, and the hot water on top, exploded, sending shards of glass flying into the air, and into Chan.

The small boy fell off of the stepstool, landing on the ground with a thud.

In the living room, the sound of the explosion was heard.

Felix ran back to the kitchen to see broken glass, water, a cracked stepstool, and his baby on the floor.

He went to Chan, picking him up as the others walked in.

"Chan? Sweetie are you okay?"

The baby looked up at him.

A piece of glass was stuck in the side of his face, neck, right arm and hand, as well as his chest area.

"I'm calling for help!", Changbin yelled.

Felix sat down with Chan in his arms.

"I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry. I should have turned the water off..."

Chan was crying, holding onto Felix, the pain so much to bear for such a tiny boy.

"It's okay darling, you'll be alright.", Hyunjin said, rubbing circles on Chan's back.

"Hurts! Hurts!", Chan yelled.

Felix looked up at Hyunjin, his own eyes brimming with tears.

"Help is on the way. They'll make you feel so much better baby boy."

Felix continued to tap Chan on his back in an effort to calm him down.

After around two minutes, the boy stopped moving.

Felix was still holding him, not noticing because he had completely spaced out.

But Minho noticed, going to him. He looked at the boy, and noticed the oddly large red spot forming from where Chan's head was laying on Felix's clothes.

"Uh...guys?"

"What?", they all said.

Minho patted the boys face, hoping for a reaction. There was none.

"Oh sweetie..."

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"Felix come out of there please."

"No! It's my fault! It's all my fault! I let him stay in the kitchen alone!"

"Baby it's not your fault...please...come out."

"Don't lie to me Hyunjin! It is my fault! I left the hot water on! I left the pot lid in the sink! I left a three-year-old boy alone!"

Hyunjin sighed.

Right now, the boys were at the hospital, and Felix was locking himself in one of the bathrooms.

Baby Chan had sustained serious injuries as a result of the glass shattering. His injuries were enough to warrant what doctors were saying was going to be quite a long hospital stay.

The bathroom door opened, and Felix stepped out.

He was shaking, his eyes red from crying.

Hyunjin quickly hugged him, the younger continuing to cry into his arms.

"He's gonna be okay. Alright? Let's go talk to him."

"He's gonna hate me.", Felix said.

"No one hates you Lixie. Especially not Chan. He's your baby."

Felix wiped his eyes again, agreeing to follow Hyunjin to Baby Chan's room.

Changbin was telling the toddler embarrassing stories about his dad, Hyunjin.

"And then he spilled the coffee on his favorite shirt."

Baby Chan laughed.

Hyunjin and Felix sat next to him.

Jeongin was sleeping on Minho, being covered by his jacket. Seungmin was personally claiming Minho's legs, sitting on the floor with his head between them.

Jisung was on the phone with their manager outside of the room.

"Hi baby, how do you feel?", Felix asked.

"Daddy!", Chan yelled, reaching for him.

Felix hugged him, starting to cry again.

"No cry daddy! Why you sad?"

"Because...I...", Felix said, making everyone worried.

But Baby Chan always has his way to make his caregivers and dads feel better.

"Daddy, I sing you song?"

"Hmm?"

"You always sing me bedtime song so I feel happy! I sing you song."

Felix smiled as Chan sat up, beginning to sing the Korean nursery rhyme "The Tomato Song" that he's heard plenty of times before.

Jisung came back in, dancing along to it.

Changbin danced too, ďoing an entire routine with Hyunjin.

The very sleepy Seungmin danced along as well with just his hands.

"You have a great voice baby.", Felix said.

"I do daddy?"

"You do. I wonder who taught you to sing?"

Everyone looked around the room. Their eyes landed on a sleeping Jeongin.

"Was it Jeongin?", Minho asked.

The boy nodded yes.

"Remind me to begin calling Jeongin my favorite person.", Changbin said.

"I thought I your favorite uncle Changbin?", Chan said.

"Okay, Jeongin is my second favorite."