d-8; visiting family in japan | ost
➸ note; i’m sorry that this is terrible, wasnt feeling much inspiration today,,
➸ word count; 841 words
➸ saori; aged 9, sakura; aged 4, shichiro; aged 2
dadmas masterlist | nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)
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You hadn’t been back to Japan in quite some time. Shotaro had been offered so many amazing projects in Korea; comebacks, magazine shoots, TV appearances, and so on. You’d half expected him to be hard at work even over the Christmas period, but you were overjoyed when he announced that he had spoken to the company and had gotten the time off in order to spend time with your family.
‘You don’t have to take the time off for us,’ you say, ‘I know how much you love working in all of these projects.’
Shotaro smiles sadly, ‘well, the little ones won’t be little forever. They all still believe in Santa. I don’t want to let it slip away too fast, you know? They’ll be another awards show next year. So believe me when I say that I want to be here, with you.’
‘Okay,’ you close your eyes as he kisses your forehead.
‘I was thinking we could go back to Japan for the week. Visit family, spend Christmas there.’
‘Yeah, absolutely, I know the kids would love that. And I do miss being there.’
‘Great. I’ll arrange everything,’ he yawns, exhaustion from his schedule filled day finally sinking in.
‘You’re the best,’ you rest your own head in his neck, shutting your own eyes, ‘I’m so happy.’
‘I know, and good. That’s all I want.’
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A few weeks later, the three of you are on the plane to Japan. Naturally, the flight isn’t even that long, but Shotaro has made sure you have the most comfortable seats possible, to make things easier for you both.
‘Chiro, you have to sit down,’ you lift your son by the waist and sit him down, and attempting to buckle his seatbelt.
‘No,’ he squirms, leaving you unable to strap him in.
‘Shichiro, I’m serious, do you want to go and visit Grandma and Grandpa?’ Shotaro chimes in, sending Shichiro a stern look when he nods, ‘ok, well we won’t go anywhere unless you sit down. Once we’re flying you can. take your seatbelt off, but you have to be good, okay?’
Shichiro huffs but reluctantly complies. Thankfully Sakura and Saori are not fazed by the take-off preparations, completely focused on their shows on their seat’s television.
The flight is quick and thankfully quite uneventful, Shichiro’s bad mood makes him tired and he sleeps until you go through immigration. He sleeps in his car seat in the car ride to your second home in Kanegawa, with the driver that Shotaro had organised for you.
‘Feels so nice to be back,’ Shotaro comments as you enter the house, your belongings, photo frames, coats and shoes practically exactly as you left them.
‘I’ll go put this one down,’ you hold Shichiro in your arms, ‘he’s clearly compensating for sleep her missed out on last night.’
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‘Hello, hello!’ Shotaro’s mother answers the door, his father and siblings crowding behind her.
The three children rush forwards first, getting wrapped in a big hug by their grandmother.
‘Ah, I missed you babies,’ she cries, ‘it’s not the same when you’re in Korea.’
She looks up, acknowledging you and Shotaro.
‘Mum,’ Shotaro stumbles into his mother’s embrace as the kids move on to their uncles and Grandfather.
‘Ah, Y/N, come here,’ you happily accept her hug, ‘look, we’ve got everything all decorated for the children.’
‘She’s really gone all out this year,’ Shotaro’s father adds, ‘she was so excited to have everyone here.’
‘Ah, you didn’t have to mum,’ you start to protest.
‘No, no, it’s not every year I get to have my grandbabies here for Christmas,’ she gushes, ‘come on, I made lots of food!’
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‘Pretty lights!’ Sakura gasps at the sight of the multicoloured Christmas Tree, which is completely made up of LED lights.
The five of you had driven out to Lake Migayase, to go and see the massive Christmas Tree that was on display every year.
‘It’s so cool, right?’ Shotaro beams, Shichiro sat on his hip.
‘Yeah!’ Sakura jumps up and down in excitement, while Saori takes photos of the scene on her phone.
‘How are you feeling about the fireworks?’ you ask them, unsure of how the younger ones may react to the loud noises.
‘Are they pretty too?’ Sakura asks.
’Super pretty.’
Shotaro had brought ear defenders for the young Shichiro, while you knew Saori liked fireworks from seeing them at concerts.
’They’re going to start in a couple of minutes, so don’t be surprised, okay?’
‘Okay mummy/mommy.’
A few minutes later, the first firework erupts in the sky. Sakura and Saori both jump, but thankfully settle quickly and enjoy the fireworks.
At one point you look over to Shotaro and Shichiro, to make sure the toddler is relaxed. Shotaro looks up at the sky, equally as amazed as his son. They look so alike.
’Thank you for making the time off,’ you say later in the car, all three children asleep in the backseat behind you, ‘this has been the best Christmas we’ve had in a while.’
