#daddy jaehyun

[jaehyunspeachparty]

Let's make a wonder! - part 1

pairing: jaehyun x reader

genre: husband!jaehyun, dad!jaehyun, fluff, angst, smut

summary: It's always been your dream to have a child, but when you got pregnant by Jaehyun, the timing wasn't right. It seemed like everything was falling around you, but still, this little miracle was inside you.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 |

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It was a warm evening in Seoul. The sun was just going down and a pleasant calm returned to the city. You trudge to the convenience store with an oversized hoodie, jogging pants and slippers. You've been nauseous, but at the same time you're craving something salty and sweet.

When you were in the convenience store, you immediately grab a basket and look for the things you would like to eat. You had a violent attack of PMS. You were moody, had back pain and cravings. Actually, you just wanted to go to bed quickly, back to your husband's cozy body. It wasn't long ago that you spontaneously married Jaehyun Jung. You found each other after so many ups and downs in such a long time. You finally realized that you were meant for each other. Even though you were under so much stress, you were somehow happy. You were so in love, so filled with love and you felt invincible. SM Entertainment's statement about the wedding has just come out and the reaction hasn't been very positive. But you knew you wanted to do it somehow. It was now your focus to get through that and also to find a new apartment.

"Is that all?" the cashier asked when you placed the basket at the cash register. You nod and look for your wallet. But you notice in the corner of your eye how the seller laughed as he scanned all the sweets. It was the same guy that was in the store yesterday and you also bought a lot of candy before.

"I know there are a lot of sweets ..." You didn't have to justify yourself, but you felt like a little girl who wasn't supposed to eat that much sweets. You couldn't really care what the clerk thought, but somehow you felt uncomfortable. But the young man smiled and shook his head.

"My girlfriend is pregnant too. She eats exactly the same things." You look at him with wide eyes and fall silent. 

"These are her favorite cookies since she is pregnant." He picked up a package and laughed. He meant well and kindly, but you were in shock. Could it be? Were you pregnant? You could hardly think straight at that moment.

You quickly pack your things and run back to your apartment. Jaehyun was still in bed, looking through his phone. He looked at you but only saw you throw the shopping bag on the bed. Jaehyun put down his phone and watched you. Something was wrong, but you didn't say a word. You start looking for something in the bathroom and Jaehyun comes to you as well. 

"Y/N, what's up?" He asked, watching you panickedly search the shelf under the sink. But you don't say anything and keep looking until you find the packaging. You always had some spare pregnancy tests to be safe, you just didn't think you'd need one anytime soon.

"Y/N, what's that?" Jaehyun asked, and you took out the test strip out of the packaging. 

"A pregnancy test." You look at him with wide eyes. You freeze for a moment and look into his dark eyes.

"What? I thought you were getting your period?" Jaehyun was a bit panicky like you and he was right. You told him before that you're getting your period because you're having cramps.

"I also thought...I just don't know. I just take the test now." You send him out and close the bathroom door. First you take a deep breath, but then you open the cap of the test and pee on it. When you are done, you go out to Jaehyun and sit on the bed.

Jaehyun knelt before you and stroked your arms.

"Do you think you ...?" He was suddenly calmer and more relaxed. But you didn't have an answer.

"I don't know ..." You start to sob because you can't control your emotions anymore. You see that the test was almost done and you lift the strip and look at the result. Your heart rate increased, but you feel Jaehyun touching you soothingly.

"And?" Asked Jaehyun, looking up at you. You take a deep breath and show him the display.

"Pregnant." You didn't know what to think. That was so much at once. You keep looking at the letters and tears roll down your cheeks. Jaehyun sat down next to you and rested his head on your shoulder. He said nothing, probably he had to collect himself. In principle, it shouldn't come as a surprise. You were very lazy with contraception and you were young and healthy. The probability was high, but you hadn't really thought about it.

After you stared at the pregnancy test and were silent for a few minutes, Jaehyun tried to speak up.

"Are we happy?" he asked cautiously. Actually, it was all quite a lot for him, but he couldn't really classify his emotions.

"I don't know, are we happy?" Actually, you only answered him with a question. You lay on your back on the bed and stare at the ceiling.

"I always wanted to be a mother, I thought I would be happier." You sigh and feel Jaehyun lay down next to you.

"I have to tell my manager..." He tried to make a mental list to clear his head.

"We urgently need a bigger apartment," you say, turning to your husband.

"We have to tell my parents." Jaehyun jumped out in panic. The last meeting with his parents and you didn't go well. They're still mad that you secretly married. If they found out now that you were pregnant, they would get really mad.

The next thing Jaehyun saw was that you were sitting in bed and you were crying loudly now. He looked at you worried and hugged you.

"We should be happy," you sniff into his shoulder.

"You're right," he said softly, and he pulled you even closer to him. He kissed you softly and touched your stomach. It was weird for you that he touched you there, but also beautiful at the same time.

"All changes come at once, but we can do it....right?" You look up from his hand to his face.

"Yes we can do this." He smiled and then you kissed gently.

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Jaehyun woke up, but suddenly he wasn't lying in your bed anymore, he was back at his parents' house. It was his old childhood room where he woke up. He got up and went into the living room to check on his parents. He heard the TV playing and he wanted to see if it was his father sitting on the couch. But all he saw was a little boy sitting in front of him. He watched the same cartoons he loved to watch as a kid. Jaehyun moved closer to examine the image more closely, but then the boy turned to him and smiled. Jaehyun was startled because that was him. The child looked just like he had looked back then. Jaehyun didn't quite know what was happening here, but the boy held out his hands and shouted "Daddy".

Jaehyun woke up with a racing heart. He struggled with his breathing and it took him a moment to regain consciousness. He sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead when he saw you sitting by the window with your legs together and staring ahead of you.

"Morning," Jaehyun said softly, coming over to you. He kissed your shoulder and stroked your back. His touch brings you back to reality and you smile when you see him again.

"Hey, morning," you say quietly, stroking his face.

"How are you?" he asked, looking at you worriedly with his dark eyes.

"Physically fine. I'm just a little sick. Other than that..." You look down at yourself and put your hands on your stomach. "And otherwise I'm excited, nervous, anxious...but also happy." You smile and couldn't believe you were pregnant.

"I feel the same," Jaehyun then said, taking your hand.

"The thing about being happy too?" You weren't quite sure how Jaehyun felt about all of this. After all, he was also worried about his career.

"Yeah, that too. I had a dream. There was a little boy, he looked just like me, but he called me Daddy. And I kinda liked being called that." He smiled contentedly and then looked at you.

"Do you think it's going to be a boy?" you ask him then and lean towards him.

"I don't know, but my dream thought so." He laughed and stroked your hair. You briefly enjoy the peace and happiness that accompanies you for a few seconds, but soon reality hit you again.

"I have to tell my manager..." Jaehyun sighed and grabbed his phone.

"Wait, shouldn't we wait a little longer. At least until week 12?" The fear of having a miscarriage accompanies you constantly and you wanted to be over the risky time before you tell everyone.

"I know, but my career is in danger anyway. I will only inform him, but they should not announce anything." Jaehyun seemed nervous and you were uncomfortable. But you knew that everything was very difficult right now, so you agree.

"Okay, but he should keep it to himself or just tell the most important ones in secretiveness." You give Jaehyun a nervous look and he nods in understanding.

"Thanks, I know this isn't easy for you after what you've been through before..." He knew it was hard for you to have had a miscarriage before. He would never ask you to take this step if everything around you wasn't so difficult.

The phone call with Jaehyun's manager was very long and intense. The manager was screaming, full of anger and then full of despair. Jaehyun held back very much and let it all come to him. Somehow you felt bad. This baby made your situation much more difficult. And after more than an hour, Jaehyun was finally able to hang up. With a sigh, he sat back down on the bed and put his head in his hands in despair.

"What happened?" you ask him cautiously and put your hands around him.

"He was so upset. He needs to talk about it with the CEO. But I have to speculate with not being in NCT anymore." He buried his hands more in his hair. You didn't see his face, but you knew it was all difficult for him.

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"I wouldn't come now in your position...no...the fans are down and they're just really mad...don't worry..." Johnny strode through the dorm trying to calm his friend down. The others watched him and they too were tense.

"Did you think Jaehyun would be the first?" Taeil asked, he was really confused by the situation.

"Well, I already knew he liked Y/N, but I really didn't think he was going to marry her right away." Yuta shrugged and tried to keep listening to Johnny. 

"I think Jaehyun should have thought more about us. Our image is in danger and the fans are camping and protesting in front of our apartment and in front of the SM building. At least he could have told us something..." Doyoung took a sip of his Americano and while speaking these words, he didn´t even look at his members.

"Hey, don't be so hard on Jaehyun. We know how much Y/N ​​means to him." Taeyong also tried to be calm in this situation. He could tell the other members were uneasy, but he knew it was important to keep a clear head now.

"Think about Taeyong, all our private relationships are now being closely monitored. It's not like we don't have enough Saesang already." Doyoung rolled his eyes and continued flipping through his newspaper, still not daring to look at the others.

"He's right, now we'll be under more surveillance," Yuta said and sighed. There was a brief silence between everyone, they didn't know what to say anymore, but then Johnny came back to them. His phone call with Jaehyun was now over and he sat down with the others.

"And what does he say?" Taeyong asked, looking up at Johnny with his doe eyes.

"He's pretty exhausted. We have to consider the fact that he won't be in NCT anymore..." Johnny bowed his head, feeling quite shocked by the news. If Jaehyun had to leave the group, it would be like losing a kind of brother.

"What? I thought he was just taking a hiatus? That's what Lee Soo-man said." Meanwhile, Mark joined the group with Haechan and Jungwoo.

"I thought so too, but Jaehyun said we should expect him to go." Johnny sighed and tried to collect himself. The whole group was quiet and everyone tried to think how to keep Jaehyun in the group.

"I think that´s weird, actually Lee Soo-man keeps his promises...", Mark then said and the others agreed with him.

"Right, maybe I should talk to him? I have a good relationship with him," Taeyong suggested, but then Doyoung puts the newspaper aside and looks at his members for the first time.

"Maybe you wait and see. If Lee Soo-man has other plans for Jaehyun, then maybe something else happened." Doyoung looked around and only saw confused faces. He shook his head and then went to his room.

"What's wrong with him?" Haechan whispered to Mark, who just shrugged.

"But maybe Doyoung is right. We should find out everything and then somehow figure out how to convince the authorities that he can stay. The others nodded and everyone knew that they had to help Jaehyun somehow.

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When you woke up in the morning, you immediately threw up. The pregnancy became more and more noticeable day by day. Your nausea didn't stop and so you spent the morning with your head on the toilet bowl. Meanwhile, while you wait for your next round of throwing up again, you look at your phone. Your Instagram was private but suddenly you had thousands of requests. They were either Korean or anonymous profiles. You knew that didn't mean anything good. Apparently, the fans had figured out your identity and that made you even more nervous. In response to this, you immediately vomited again.

After feeling like you're done, you get up, brush your teeth, and go back to bed. Jaehyun was still in the sheets, but he was already awake. He sat up, pulled you towards him and pushed up your shirt.

"Good morning baby," he said softly, kissing your belly. He stroked it and looked up at you.

"Good morning Mummy," he grinned and with his hand he took yours and pulled you towards him so he could kiss you.

"How can you be so happy?" you ask him, wrapping your arms around him.

"Repression," he said, stroking your temple.

"I think they know who I am now," you say quietly and show him your Instagram. He looked at it, but then he picked up your phone and put it aside.

"Leave it, don't read anything." He suddenly became serious, but he had enough experience with shitstorm.

"But shouldn't I face that?" you ask him, but he immediately shakes his head.

"No, not in this case. It's better for your psyche..." He stroked your head.

"...and our baby." His hand went to your stomach. You put your hand over his and you enjoy the silence. But then he kissed you and looked deep into your eyes.

"I have to tell the boys," he said seriously.

"What? Can't we wait until I'm over 12 weeks?" You wanted to keep it as long as possible.

"They have to know, I can't hide it from them..." Jaehyun was already looking at you begging, but you weren't sure.

"Yes, I know...I've had a miscarriage before, what if it happens again?" Tears collected in your eyes and you didn't know what to think.

"It will not happen again." You found Jaehyun's statement presumptuous. He had no idea what you had been through.

"You don´t know that." You stand up and grab your forehead. The whole situation was already stressful.

"But how can I look them in the eye and hide that from them?" Jaehyun watched you walking, but you shook your head.

"Please Y/N..." He looks at you and you stop at that moment.

What should you do?

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next: part 2

#jaehyun #jaehyun!dad #nct jaehyun #nct 127 #nct #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun angst #daddy jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #nct fluff #nct!dad au #nct 127 scenario

[gimmehyuck]

try again | j.jh

summary. jaehyun remembers the night he met you, and even after that one night he often thought of you and wished things would have been different, but by a weird twist of fate he gets to see you again, except this time... you're not alone.

or alternatively:

jaehyun gets to try again, for real this time.

pairing. idol!jaehyun x teacher!yn

words. 19.8k-ish

genre. somewhat of a second chance romance? lots of cute things going on, and it wouldn't be a gimmehyuck fic if i didn't have something angsty

warnings. there's not much to warn about tbh? jaehyun not believing in love at first sight but then essentially does, there's a one night stand (nothing explicit), and also a child (gasp i know), alcohol is mentioned as well as pineapple on pizza, a wild blue haired haechan makes an appearance, johnmark being the best, jaehyun is generally unhappy with being an idol at this stage of his life, idk but y'all can thank my friend ruby for this getting finished, she was on my ass about it... happy late birthday jaehyun lmao

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this was completely and utterly unlike himself, jaehyun thought over and over as he laid in your bed listening to you breathe. he wasn’t a one-night stand kind of man, he was too busy to let himself fall into these kind of temptations. he was a man, he told himself, and yeah, he liked sex, but the middle of tour? he shook his head at himself as he stared at the ceiling.

his mouth spoke on his own when he saw you, your beauty catching him entirely off guard. dinner at 6 with johnny was only supposed to be a quick get-out-of-the-hotel-for-a-bit thing, forty-five minutes tops. but the second you walked up and asked if you could start them off with any waters, or if they preferred beer, he was enamored. forty-five minutes turned into double that and johnny could only smile at himself at the very obvious flirtatious exchanges and when you wrote your number on the receipt you had placed on the table with a scribbled note that said ‘i get off at 11, call me if you want :)’, johnny was more than supportive.

“man, just live a little.” johnny had told him in the taxi to the hotel, and jaehyun was still on the fence about it but when it was 10:53 and he still couldn’t get your smiling face out of his head, his fingers moved entirely on their own. you responded to him at 11 exactly, and even though he had just ate and wasn’t hungry, he agreed when you asked if he’d be up to get something to eat with you. twenty minutes later he found himself in your presence again, baseball hat tugged as far down as it would go and a mask tugged slightly down to rest on his chin and he couldn’t help but listen to things about yourself and he realized he wanted to know more and more with each laugh you let out.

he wasn’t a love at first sight kind of man, but he could understand that thought behind it because, damn, you were funny and kind and absolutely beautiful.

“sorry, i’ve been going on too much about myself, haven’t i?” you asked, face turning a little sheepish when you realized he hadn’t said much of a word the last fifteen minutes but you noticed his smile never fell from his face. he shook his head in answer and picked up a fry from the shared pile on the table, “no, i’m enjoying hearing all about you.”

“well, let’s change it up some, tell me about yourself. you from around here?” you asked, copying his movements and munching on a fry yourself.

“mmm,” he thought for a moment. he didn’t want to be secretive, but he wasn’t comfortable turning the conversation into a long winded one about his group and his fame and although he was thankful for all of that, he noticed it had slowly started to wear him down. no, he genuinely was enjoying just being himself with you, not having to be anyone else. “i’m from seoul, and i work… in entertainment.” he finally decided on.

not a lie, not exactly.

“oh, that sounds really exciting! do you get to meet a lot of famous people doing that?” you asked tilting your head slightly as you did so, genuine curiosity on your face.

his smile grew, oh if only you knew. “i have here and there, they’re just people even if they’re famous.”

you nodded in response to that and your lips twisted slightly in a frown, “i always feel a little bad for celebrities in that sense. i can’t imagine worrying about how my next sentence will be dissected and twisted into something else.”

the more you spoke, the more you surprised him. no one really thought about them in that way, usually jumping directly to the misconstruing of his words or actions as something else entirely.

“yeah, i imagine that’s pretty difficult.” he agreed with you knowingly, then asked, “so do you enjoy being a waitress?”

your smile faltered a little, and you sighed, “i mean, yeah. i like meeting new people but i’m only doing it for another semester and then i’ve got my degree. it took me longer than i’d like to admit, since i’m almost twenty-four now but i had to work enough to make the money to pay for my tuition and well, yeah. so i’ll have my bachelors in a few months’ time and then i’ll be done with the restaurant.”

“oh?” jaehyun asked, reaching again for more fries. “what are you getting your degree in?”

“teaching!” you said with a brilliant smile on your face. “i want to teach, but lately i’ve been leaning towards teaching english overseas and i think you were my sign to do just that. i’ve been debating between korea and japan.”

jaehyun laughed a little at that, “well not to be biased but i can vouch for korea. it’s a really beautiful place.”

and the conversation continued like that, asking questions back and forth. you answering him honestly and jaehyun answering you as honestly as he could without turning the conversation into the direction he didn’t want it to go. the food was gone and the conversation was still going but you had invited him to your place which wasn’t that far away and jaehyun thought he’d hesitate to say yes but his answer was so immediate it startled him a bit. the constant back and forth went on even still at your apartment and he felt like he had known you for a long time, much longer than just a few hours at least, he felt at ease and comfortable and it was a feeling he didn’t realize he was missing. when you suddenly kissed him midsentence he froze, his entire face blank as his brain processed what had just happened, unsure how to exactly to proceed next and you blushed brightly at him, your confidence unwavering.

“sorry,” you giggled a little nervously at the way his face was in shock, “i don’t have any expectations of tonight, but i wanted to kiss you at least once. you’re so cute, especially your dimples. i’m sorry if i made you uncomf – mmph!” his lips effectively silencing you in the same manner yours had him.

except he didn’t pull away, and you wrapped your arms around him and the night carried on, each kiss leading into a touch, and then a gasp. you led him into your room and kicked the door shut with your foot, hands frantically removing clothing in a trail to the bed. small giggles were shared between gasping breaths within the breaks of kissing and the gasps slowly transformed into sounds of pleasure and while you fell asleep against him after, jaehyun couldn’t turn his racing mind off.

he didn’t regret anything, he didn’t regret his actions. he didn’t regret you.

he regretted that he couldn’t stay.

and so when he knew you were fully asleep, when your breathing was the deepest, he got up from your bed and slowly replaced his clothes one by one, dragging out the moments he had in your presence. his hat was the last thing he found on the floor and he tugged it on, sighing softly to himself, pulling out his phone to read that it was 5:20 am, and with one last glance over his shoulder he left you there in the bed sound asleep. a deep guilt he couldn’t shake making a home for itself in his chest.

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                              aug 9

9:33 am you: hey! everything ok?

9:35 am you: wanna go get breakfast? :)

12:42 pm dimples: i’m sorry, i just saw this. i had work things to take care of. how did you sleep?

3:30 pm you: that’s ok! i slept alright :)

3:31 pm you: are you busy tonight? wanna get food?

4:45 pm dimples: if i get off in time, sure. i’ll let you know.

7:02 pm you: you alright?

7:28 pm dimples: i’m sorry, again. work is kicking my ass, how did your day go?

7:32 pm you: it was fine! started working on an essay i had due, you know. the fun stuff, how about you? busy?

7:45 pm dimples: you have no idea haha

7:49 pm you: you can tell me about it if you want? believe it or not, i’m a great listener

                                       read 10:45 pm

                           aug 13

2:43 pm you: sent attachment

2:43 pm you: saw this and remembered how you

2:43 pm you: sorry, thumb hit send lol. you mentioned you liked this band, and i thought of you

2:44 pm you: hope you’re ok

                           read 12:01 am

                           aug 19

11:01 pm you: y’know, i’m not mad at you or anything i did say i had no expectations lol. just kinda hoped this would have been different, you know? it kinda felt different to me…

11:02 pm you: but that’s alright lol i hope you’re ok

                                     delivered

                          aug 31

7:49 am you: jaehyun

7:50 am you: look, i need you to respond

7:50 am you: please

7:51 am you: i’m freaking out

7:51 am you: idk what to do, and i’m scared

                                                 not delivered

7:53 am you: what the fuck??

                                               not delivered

7:55 am you: fuck. you. jaehyun.

                                               not delivered

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five years later.

although the years had passed for jaehyun, it was all so quick that the night with you still felt fresh to him. he often thought of you and how you were, often thought of if you graduated and were teaching. if you got to do everything you had confessed to him that night in the extended lengths of the conversations had.

he often thought if you were here in korea with him like you had planned and he just had no clue.

if you were, you hated him, he was sure.

his manager had caught him checking his phone that night with an unsaved number on it, had sneakily read your messages over his shoulder and absolutely lost it on him. he went on and on about his idol image, his career, his future and repeated ‘what if this got out? what if dispatch found it?’ and jaehyun couldn’t say anything back but ‘okay’. the feeling he had when talking to you, the small feeling of being himself again, smothered in an instant.

when you had sent him a picture of a vinyl record of one of his favorite bands, he wanted so badly to respond to you. he had even typed out a response when he finally was able to read it, but he knew it wouldn’t help anything at all if he did. he really did think it was better to let it lie, and so he turned off his read receipts.

the last message he saw from you, made him gnaw on his bottom lip, and the next day he left the country going back to korea and his number was changed.

he wanted to be different for you, he had barely met you but he knew you, it wasn’t a coincidence to him. but what kind of life would a long-distance relationship be with someone who would be so busy some days or even weeks that he couldn’t respond? he knew you’d always be worried, or hurt when communication was so small. he thought of it a lot. and he was thinking of all those things, when he was sure, he had ultimately decided, that you probably didn’t actually want to be with him.

he would have just… liked it if you had.

maybe if he weren’t famous he would have dated you.

maybe it would have been like one of the cheesy romance movies taeyong liked to watch, maybe he even would have fallen in love.

and maybe… maybe he would have even married you if his daydream let him get that far, if his life would have followed the cliché movie plot, but that was all a what if to him now. something he liked to sit and think about if only just to make sure the guilt never left him.

“jaehyun?” his name being called pulled him out of his memories and his head jerked up to look at who had called him. his manager was staring at him with drawn eyebrows, and at jaehyun’s confused expression he breathed deeply out of his nose.

“what do you think?” this time it was the PR manager asking, the person who had asked him, johnny, and mark to come to the conference room to go over their schedules for the next couple of days.

“about what? sorry, i was…” jaehyun trailed off.

“he thinks it’s a great idea.” mark answered for him, giving jaehyun a concerned look. “he loves kids.”

“okay, then it’s set. the kids are unaware they’re meeting you all, and they probably won’t really realize you’re famous but it will be filmed for content with permission from the schools principal already. It’ll be good for the groups image, everyone loved the last time you guys sat with kids.” and with that the meeting was done, it wasn’t really to ask them if they wanted to participate but to tell them what they would be doing. jaehyun didn’t mind this that much because it was true. he did love kids.

once the managers had left the room, johnny turned in his chair to give jaehyun a scrupulous look.

“dude, why were you spacing out so bad?” mark asked, slouching in his chair as his chin saw in his palm and his elbow rested on the table. to this date, johnny was the only other person who knew about you and his night he had spent with you. johnny nodded at the quick eye contact, understanding immediately.

“dunno, i think i’m just tired. i didn’t sleep much last night.” jaehyun brushed off mark’s question with a shrug and mark sighed at that.

“well, you better get some rest tonight. those kids aren’t going to chill out just because you’re tired.” mark said as he stood, his hands shoved into the pockets of his sweats, shooting one last look at jaehyun before leaving the room.

“you know, it’s been a few years but maybe she’s thinking of you too. why not try reaching out?” johnny whispered to him, and jaehyun gave johnny a not-quite-there smile that was really just a grimace.

“nah, it’s fine. she’s probably changed her number since then, and besides, even if she didn’t she definitely hates me now. i know i would.” johnny frowned then as his friend got up and left the room, the big glass door swinging closed softly behind him.

something had changed in jaehyun that night when he came back, it wasn’t a huge, drastic change but johnny noticed it nonetheless. he wasn’t always distracted by his guilty thoughts of you, but on several occasions jaehyun had gotten drunk with him and started talking about you and everything about you that he knew.

by this point johnny felt he knew you just as well as jaehyun had.

and about sixty percent of those occasions, johnny had to console him and reassure him that you probably didn’t hate him but would probably just be upset at him, and that he was sure you’d forgive jaehyun if he explained the situation.

johnny was never confident in that though. five years is a long time to go on thinking about someone you spent one night with.

and, johnny often thought, five years was a long time to dwell on all the anger left from waking up alone from someone you spent one night with.

and although if it was only supposed to be just one night… even johnny knew it was more than that.

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mark was bouncing on the balls of his feet, his hands contained in his pockets but jaehyun couldn’t help the smile that grew at the younger mans energy. there was always something about children that brought out the kid side of the younger members and that was always contagious and within minutes, jaehyun was smiling just as brightly as mark had been.

they were told to wait until given the signal to come out, as all the kids were now sitting in different circles in the room. the four-year-old class wasn’t very large, and they had come to the SM building to take a tour.

in recent years SM had opened its doors to field trips for younger kids, usually it was elementary ages but after some strings were pulled, they allowed the class going in to kindergarten to be included if they would allow them to be part of the youtube series SM had going on of ‘idols with kids’.

this wasn’t the group’s first event with kids, the group was large at this time and they had rotated out and didn’t have to do it often, but it was their turn and it was a nice break, jaehyun thought.

certainly better than another photoshoot.

johnny tapped jaehyun on the shoulder, the signal had been given and the three men entered the room full of energetic children. there were only about twelve of them total, and jaehyun noticed the teachers stood off to the side, two women leaning against the wall with their masks up and covering their face.

jaehyun paid them very little attention as he went to his assigned table to sit down with the kids. he took his place at the circle table and folded his legs underneath him, sitting as the kids were.

the kids grew quiet at the presence of the adult man at their table, and he noticed his table had two girls and two boys. the little girl that sat closest to him had big bright eyes and her little hands brushed her bangs away from her eyes.

he noticed her little pigtails had little fuzzy clips in them that matched her dress and his heart melted at how adorable she was. she seemed to be the boldest of the group as she was the only one to look him in the eyes.

“hi everyone, my name is jaehyun.” he said kindly, trying to make the kids feel at ease.

“hello, mister.” the cute girl with pigtails said and when she spoke, small dimples formed at the corners of her mouth and he was intrigued at how much they looked like his.

“hello, miss.” jaehyun nodded and replied easily and the little girls smile grew as did her dimples. and then a thought visibly appeared across her face and she turned to her other friends at the table.

“it’s rude to not say hi,” her lips were in a pouty frown as she looked at them. she was a bossy little thing, he noticed but her friends immediately chimed in with quiet hello’s. that seemed to make her happy and she nodded dramatically. jaehyun knew the only thing they had to do while they were here was color with them, and talk to them for the camera’s sake, and so he did just that.

the little girl next to him asked him which page he wanted to color first, and he reached forward to slide a piece of paper with the outline of a bunny holding a carrot and then she asked her friends which ones they wanted. he noticed she chose last and his heart melted even more at how utterly sweet the little exchange was.

“what are your names?” he asked the table as a whole, putting on his gentlest smile, which wasn’t hard for him to find. the little boy to his left spoke up this time, starting to get comfortable with jaehyun’s presence.

“my name in jiwon, and he’s seojun… she’s heeyoung, and,” he said pointing out each person one by one dramatically as he finally landed on the little girl who sat beside him. “her name is yeoruem.”

“oh you all have pretty names,” jaehyun commented and the boys seemed to swell with a sense of pride by being told they had nice names from a stranger. he noticed the kids start talking a little bit, but they mostly focused on their coloring. yeoreum sat beside him, a crayon gripped tightly in her hand and her tongue stuck between her lips and she concentrated on her page, she had chosen a big teddy bear and she was coloring it purple.

she was getting a little frustrated he could tell with how she kept huffing and puffing and finally she put her crayon down and put her cheek in her tiny hand dramatically, and the cute pout made jaehyun chuckle softly.

“what’s the matter, yeoreum?” he cooed at her gently.

“i like to stay in the lines and i messed up.”

“well let’s see if we can fix it, hmm?” and he picked up her crayon and offered it to her. she took it in her hand again and he proceeded to point at a small spot, his arms wrapping around her and helping her hand move just right and she took his direction with a grin. when she finally got it she pushed his hand away.

“thank you mister jaehyun, i want to try and do it now myself.” and jaehyun held up his hands in surrender.

“you’re a very independent little girl, yeoreum.” jaehyun commented to her as he went back to coloring on his bunny, picking up an orange crayon to fill in the carrot.

“thank you!” she beamed, not taking her eyes off of her teddy bear. “my mommy says the same thing.”

“your mommy is a very smart lady,” jaehyun replied and she looked up then. her face twisting in an scowl that was too cute to be remotely threatening considering she was four.

“no,” she argued, greatly offended. “my mommy is the smartest lady. and she’s one of my teachers too, she’s right over there.”

and it was in that moment that several things happened simultaneously.

yeoreum pointed at the wall to one of the women jaehyun had barely taken notice of when he walked in. his eyes looked up in the direction that her tiny hand pointed in and as he looked up, the woman turned her face away from him to say something to the other teacher so he couldn’t see her face but at the same time one of the kids from johnny’s table screamed dramatically.

“miss y/n!” the little boy wailed, and jaehyun felt his heart leap to his throat, and his stomach plummeted as if he were on a rollercoaster while he watched as the same lady who had turned away rush forward to see what the little boy needed, but jaehyun couldn’t even focus on that. he felt his world around him slow to a grinding halt, his eyes solely focused on you. on the small parts of your face he could visibly see due to the mask you wore.

but he was unsure how he had missed you when he walked in. yours was the face that he dreamt of, and he was sure his jaw was dropped. his eyes drifted slightly from your face to johnny whose expression probably matched his own, his eyes flickering between you and jaehyun.

jaehyun felt his mouth go dry in the next second as another realization hit him. he whipped his head to look down at the little girl next to him and she was intently focused on where her mom stood at the other table. jaehyun tried three times to swallow before he was successful.

“yeoreum?” he asked, voice shaking slightly.

she tore her eyes from you and looked up to make eye contact with jaehyun. “yes, mister jaehyun?”

“miss y/n is your mother?” he asked, face searching this little girls who, the more he looked, the more he found himself staring back.

“no, she’s my mommy.” she answered smartly.

“ah, yes. she’s your mommy…” he trailed off, eyes flickering back up to see you standing back with the other woman and you were pointedly avoiding eye contact with him, instead staring at yeoreum who was still looking at him.

“and yeoreum, how – when is your birthday?”

“may first,” she chirped and he dragged his eyes away from you to look down at the little girl and his face drained of all color entirely.

“um… mister jaehyun? you look like you don’t feel so good.” she said worriedly, and he gulped again, trying to calm his nerves. his mental math couldn’t be that wrong, could it? there’s no way, was there? no, those dimples were undeniable evidence.

someone somewhere had pity on him, because right when he felt that he may pass out or throw up or do a combination of both, their manager came out and called the session with the idols to an end, the cameras folding up then and were put away and the other teacher called everyone to come stand with you and her.

yeoreum stood up and patted her dress, and she reached down and pulled on jaehyun’s hand to have him stand up with her.

“c’mon mister jaehyun, i want you to meet my mommy so you can see that she’s the smartest lady in the whole world,” and as jaehyun slowly stood to his feet, yeoreum waved her hand to have him bend down to her level so she could whisper conspiratorially in his ear. “but don’t tell miss jisoo, she may get upset.”

jaehyun could only nod as she pulled him over to the other kids and you, and he braced himself for disaster.

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you had fought tooth and nail with the principal of your center about going to SM. you knew the chances of jaehyun being one of the idols to work with would be slim but you didn’t want to take that chance. however when she had asked you the reason why you were so adamant against going to the entertainment company’s headquarters, you couldn’t very well give her the reason that your child’s clueless father works there. it would open up more questions and you had done well the past five years keeping it under wraps that no one knew who yeoreum’s father was, not even your mother.

you had realized after he had blocked your number of who he was when you did a google search of ‘jaehyun korea entertainment’ to see page after page of his face, and you realized he was a common name in korea. it made a little more sense then as to why he suddenly started ignoring you.

you thought he may have been different based on the hours of conversations you both shared, but since he was a celebrity, you assumed you were just another person on his list of hookups throughout his tour stops.

and so when you saw him walk in with two of his other members, you felt your heart jump. and then when you saw he sat at your daughter’s table your heart immediately sank and you felt your body get hot, the same feeling you felt when you found out you were pregnant.

you stood at the back with your co-teacher, hiding in plain sight. you were thankful that you had made it to the end, the interaction between them going well even if he didn’t know.

he seemed to almost have an instant attachment to her and you couldn’t help the way your heart swooped when he bent around her to help her with her coloring. it was a few moments after that that she noticed yeoreum point her tiny finger in your direction and you almost cursed aloud.

you quickly turned your head to look at jisoo, trying to find any random question to ask her to start a conversation to avoid his eye contact but when you heard one of your students, a little boy named yunho, screaming for you across the room you only allowed yourself three seconds to panic before you crossed the room to see what was the matter.

you briefly made eye contact with the man, you had learned his name was johnny after researching jaehyun’s group, and he looked like a deer caught in the headlights. you ignored him after that, understanding that he must have known about you and that somehow both angered and embarrassed you.

“what’s wrong, yunho?” you asked as you crouched next to the crying boy.

“min-minhee,” he hiccupped, big alligator tears falling down his face. “minhee took my crayon and i was still using it!” and you patted the young boy’s head affectionately.

“minhee…” you started, voice slightly scolding and the other boy mentioned was purposefully looking away from you. “is that true?”

minhee turned his head further away from you and you couldn’t help but laugh slightly, “minhee, you know that isn’t nice.” after a few seconds, and another glance up at johnny who was now looking at the table behind you, eyes wide.

minhee finally turned around and gave yunho back his crayon and apologized after you prompted him to do so. crisis averted, you took a deep breath and stood up, purposefully avoiding the table your daughter sat at but when you reached the wall, you felt his eyes on you but instead you noticed how your daughter stared up at him, eyes already full of adoration.

the cameras were put away and jisoo called everyone’s attention. you were focused on the other children gathering up, doing headcounts one by one until you heard a soft, “mommy?” from behind you.

“what is it, baby?” you asked turning around, expecting to see your daughter but instead came face to face with jaehyun who your daughter had in tow.

“this is mister jaehyun, and i wanted him to meet you so i could show him how sma – show him my teacher.” she fumbled over her sentence and you furrowed your brows at her choice of words.

“hello miss y/n,” jaehyun choked out, and you noticed his face was very pale. you wanted to laugh and tell him that it served him right, but you wanted to pretend that you didn’t know him, even though you clearly did.

“hello,” you greeted, overly formal as if to create distance between you two.

“yeoreum… yeoreum tells me her birthday is in may. is that true?” were the first words to tumble out of his mouth. you noticed jisoo had rounded up the kids and started to lead them out of the room.

“yeoreum, sweetheart, go stand with miss jisoo, okay? i’ll be right there.” you said as you looked down, cupping your little girls cheek sweetly and she smiled up at you.

“okay mommy!” she said, running off to walk with the class who was leaving the room.

you felt the presence of two more people walking up and you glanced to see johnny and another man, mark you thought his name was, walk up to stand awkwardly a few feet away. johnny definitely seemed to know, but mark looked clueless as to why they were there.

“is that true?” jaehyun pressed again, and you turned your full attention to him now, ignoring the other two men in your vicinity.

“yes, her birthday is may first.” you replied, voice a little sharp and you saw jaehyun visibly wince at the tone.

jaehyun didn’t even care that mark was here now, listening in. his mind was racing with so many questions and he just wanted to know the answers to them regardless of who was around.

“that’s nine months…” he trailed off then.

“yes, it is.” the same tone didn’t falter.

“i… i… is she mine?” he finally asked then, heart bracing for the answer but then you laughed and it was a cold laugh, much different from the happy ones he recalled in his dreams, and he recoiled slightly.

“you’re not on the birth certificate,” your lips were flat, turning pale from the pressure of keeping your anger at bay.

“that’s not – no, please, y/n. is she mine?” he pressed, his hands ready to beg you for an answer.

“is she your daughter? yes.” you answered him in an angry whisper. “but she’s not yours, she’s mine.” and jaehyun flinched again at how harsh your words were.

jaehyun was silent for a long moment and you scoffed, turning away from him then to go meet up with your class.

“have you told anyone?” he asked, and he wasn’t sure why he even asked that question because he knew if you had, it would have made headlines. you froze then, and he could have sworn you were visibly shaking. you turned and glared at him, such an angry look he didn’t know it was possible to feel so small from just a single expression.

“no, jaehyun, i haven’t.” you spat, your anger making your skin flush in how hard you tried to control your voice and your temper. “so don’t worry, you can go back to living your golden life without any responsibilities. i won’t be asking you for money, i won’t be coming back here, and i won’t be going to the press. but not for your sake, oh no, i couldn’t give a fuck. only for hers.” you turned and walked away, your hand stilling on the doorknob when you heard him call to you.

“no, wait! y/n that’s – that’s not what i meant, please. can – can i meet her? spend time with her?” you didn’t turn around, your hand on the knob tightening its grip for a moment, you lifted your head to stare at the ceiling and you sighed, the anger draining from you and just leaving you exhausted.

“you just did, and i think that was enough, don’t you? i don’t want you to decide the next morning that she’s not worth your time.”

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the door closed behind you as you left and all three men were stunned into silence at what had transpired. jaehyun had known you’d hate him if you saw him again, he knew that, he really did. he would have never pushed you to spend time with him after the way everything went down but now it was different.

he was a father now, or well, he had been a father the past four years and had no clue but now he was aware and he couldn’t just not try and be one. this had changed his world, how could he go about pretending that this hadn’t happened?

“dude… i am so confused right now. what the actual hell just happened?” mark finally spoke up, eyes darting between the two men standing with him. johnny didn’t look away from jaehyun to answer his question, nothing but extreme concern for his friend who looked like he had his whole world shaken up.

well, johnny thought almost comically, he did.

“i, um…” jaehyun started, eyes still not drifting away from the door you had just left from. “when we were on tours four years ago, um… johnny and i went to dinner, i don’t know if you remember? we had asked you if you wanted to go too, but you were already going with haechan and taeil.” jaehyun finally broke his trance he had on the door and turned to make eye contact with mark, who still sported the look of someone utterly bewildered. mark answered with a nod, not daring to open his mouth so he could listen to the rest of what jaehyun had to say.

“well, we went. just us two. and she was our waitress and she was, she is, so beautiful and she was flirting with me and so when she put her number on our receipt, johnny told me to go for it and… and i did. we talked for hours, and – and one thing led to another, and fuck.” jaehyun breathed out and then let out a humorless laugh at his word choice. he ran his hand through his hair roughly, the newly dyed blonde locks, tugging on them as he did so. “i left. i mean, i couldn’t have actually stayed with her, we had a show in another city and we had to leave and so i left. i tried to keep talking to her but… i stopped.”

mark blew out a hard breath at jaehyun’s explanation. “well, did you let her know? that you had to leave and that’s why?”

jaehyun shook his head, and johnny spoke up for him then. “our manager saw and lost it, he couldn’t reply to her because he was scared since it had been so long and then we left and our manager had his number changed when we got back.”

“did you still have her number though?” mark questioned, eyebrows coming together. jaehyun nodded hesitantly.

“dude, that’s so fucked. you should have explained to her then, she would have understood.” jaehyun hung his head, he was used to johnny consoling him in the assumption that he’d never have to see you again. he wasn’t used to his mistakes being so openly berated.

“poor y/n,” mark said then, turning to look at the door you had left out of. “having to raise a baby on her own like that, i don’t blame her for being as angry as she was. and then for you to ask –.”

“god, mark, yes. i know. i know i fucked up. but i have a kid… i have a daughter. i don’t want to be one of those dads, i don’t…” he trailed off, the way he felt sick dissipating, slowly being replaced with the dread of having his daughter grow up and have to tell people her dad was just absent when he knew about her now.

“then don’t.” johnny’s reply was simple. both jaehyun and mark turned to look at him. johnny shrugged as if it were easy.

“but she doesn’t –.” jaehyun went to say but johnny shook his head, the look he gave him shutting him up instantly.

“then don’t, jaehyun. you’re an adult. you made a mistake but it’s not eighteen years too late to try and fix it, just five. if chen can do this and end up just fine, you have just the same amount of chance that he does. you don’t wanna be a deadbeat dad? then don’t. easy as that. y/n isn’t going to like it at first but, she’ll come around if. you. make. an. effort.” mark was smiling at johnny’s answer, nodding along as he spoke and jaehyun stared open mouthed at him.

“you think it’ll work?”

“it doesn’t hurt to try,” mark chimed in. “plus, i saw the way she was watching you earlier, i kinda thought for a second she was going to be one of those weird stalkers but this makes so much more sense now.”

“how can i do this though? i don’t have her number or anything,” jaehyun asked, and he wanted so badly to get to know yeoreum, and to get to know you again. he wanted to see if things were that different, or if it was the years of anger building up. he couldn’t blame you at all for the things you said and for the way you reacted. he can imagine he’d do the same.

“am i gonna have to do everything myself?” johnny joked and jaehyun gave him a confused look.

“she works at the school that was just here. we have the principals contact information. therefore, we have her information. and if nothing else, we know where she works. you show up, you make a genuine effort, and you keep making an effort until she knows you’re serious. and you keep trying because that’s your daughter. you literally can’t deny her, she looks exactly like you.” jaehyun nodded, absorbing all the information that johnny had readily available in his brain. he hoped it was because he was an outsider looking in in this situation and not that jaehyun was just that dumb. maybe it was a bit of both.

“guys? come on, we have another schedule to meet in forty-five minutes,” their manager called, his head momentarily visible from the doorway. the three men made their way to exit, jaehyun’s mind reeling with what he was going to do and how he was going to do.

he had a daughter.

he was a father.

that thought alone was enough to make a grin slowly grow on his face.

“also,” mark spoke up suddenly, turning around to look at his friends. “do i need to have a talk with everyone about the importance of condoms?”

johnny snorted out a laugh, and jaehyun groaned loudly.

“yeah… i think i’m gonna at least text the dreamies. maybe ‘wrap it before you tap it’ or something like that. god, can you imagine jisung with a child?” mark’s face looked horrified, but his joke effectively broke the tense feeling jaehyun had held for the past twenty minutes and johnny laughed, clapping mark on the shoulder as he and jaehyun exited the door.

“jisung is an adult, mark. he’s a grown ass man. they don’t need ‘the talk’.”

“yes they do, they can be forty and they’re still going to be children to me!” mark yelled as he followed them out.

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jaehyun couldn’t remember the last time he had butterflies this bad since maybe his debut. his heart hadn’t stopped racing since johnny handed him a slip of paper discreetly at practice later that night, and when jaehyun unfolded the paper he saw an address and a phone number scrawled in small letters.

“maybe go to her work, instead of calling first.” johnny had whispered to him rather conspicuously in the far corner of the room.

“wouldn’t it be better to give her a heads up though? i don’t want to ruin this before i even really get the chance to get to know yeoreum.” jaehyun said, the desperation for this to work out evident on his face. he wasn’t sure when he had ever wanted something so badly, but his thoughts had been consumed by this little girl that he had no idea existed until twelve hours ago.

“sure, it might seem a little creepy but this way she can physically see you’re serious and won’t block you immediately out of spite,” johnny shrugged at his friend. “i know i'd block you.”

jaehyun gave him a deadpan look, “that’s very comforting, thanks.”

a sudden pair of arms throwing themselves around jaehyun’s shoulders made his eyes grow wide but seeing johnny unconcerned made him relax a little.

“so who is blocking jaehyun hyung immediately?” haechan asked from over jaehyun’s shoulder.

jaehyun fished for a response, trying to think of an answer and johnny beat him to it with the most basic of answers.

“your mom.” johnny said, a wide grin growing on his face at the offended look on haechan’s face that jaehyun couldn’t see.

“you better not be texting my mom!” haechan argued, voice rising an octave directly in jaehyun’s ear making the man wince sharply. “she’s married and i don’t want a step-dad this late in my life.”

johnny pushed away from the wall and jaehyun was thankful for johnny’s distraction, because as he walked away haechan moved to follow him, arguing with the taller man even if it started out as a joke.

this gave jaehyun the time to stare down at the folded piece of paper that had been crumpled in his hand, he memorized the number on it like the paper would disintegrate if he didn’t and as he moved on to the address he attempted to formulate a plan.

the plan may have been half-assed in hindsight, jaehyun realized as he stood out in front of the pre-school you worked at, staying out of sight of any passerby who may recognize him. he was sure he wouldn’t be noticed that easily as his hood was up, mask secured over his nose but he was so nervous of someone saying something to ruin his one shot at getting you to listen to him.

he distracted himself with scrolling through his phone, flipping between different social medias while he waited, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard your voice calling a goodbye to your coworkers as you exited the building.

“mommy, can we go get some ice cream? i got a green smiley on my report today from miss jisoo, you know i was good today!” he heard yeoreum ask cutely, and you turned the corner to walk in his direction and he watched as you looked down at her. you held her hand and your smile was so gentle he couldn’t help but get lost in it for a moment.

you were going to respond but you noticed his presence at that moment, looking up and staring harshly at him, he could see you bristle. you didn’t immediately recognize him, jaehyun noticed with the way you tugged yeoreum to stand behind you and jaehyun raised his hands in surrender, tugging his mask down so you could see his face and you released a breath, relaxing instantly.

“mister jaehyun!” yeoreum cheered from behind you, bouncing forward with her hands holding on to the straps of her little yellow backpack. jaehyun crouched to be level with her, his elbows resting on his knees and his dimpled smile was an exact replica of hers.

“hi yeoreum, i heard you say you were good today in school. if your mommy is okay with it, do you think i get you that ice cream you wanted?” jaehyun asked the little girl, but his eyes were looking up at you and your mouth was pressed in a firm line. yeoreum whirled on the spot to look up at you.

“oh please, mommy? mister jaehyun will pay for it so it’s free!” yeoreum pleaded, adding information that wasn’t exactly given yet and jaehyun couldn’t help but laugh at that detail. you clearly debated on it for a moment, but the hopeful look on your daughters face was already giving you an answer.

“sure, sweetie.” you said softly, eyes cutting up to glance at jaehyun, trying to figure out what he was getting at. yeoreum pulled you by the hand, and then she boldly grabbed jaehyun’s hand as well, leading the way to the convenience store you often made stops to on the way home from school.

you didn’t say a word as you walked, jaehyun keeping a conversation going with yeoreum, asking her about the things in school she liked and it went on like that for a few minutes until you entered the store and you greeted the elderly woman who ran it politely. yeoreum darted to the ice cream section and you finally had a moment without her present.

“what are you trying to do here, jaehyun?” you asked coldly, and his smile never wavered, his mood too high to allow it to come down.

“i’m trying to get to know my daughter that i didn’t know existed until yesterday.” he answered you, his voice hushed as to keep the store owner from eavesdropping, but you didn’t detect any obvious lies in his statement.

“i told you –.” you started, and he cut you off.

“i know what you said, believe me. i heard you loud and clear, but please y/n,” and your eyes widened at the sincerity in his voice, he was seconds away from begging dramatically. “please just give me one chance. i want to be in her life, i want to be there for her.”

yeoreum skipped over, holding three ice cream bars in her arms.

“look mommy, i got your favorite. and mister jaehyun, i got you my favorite. you’ll like it because it’s the best!” she said with such confidence that jaehyun chuckled at her as she walked right up to the counter.

“well you’re in luck because that just so happens to be my favorite, too.” jaehyun offered and the girl beamed at him.

“mommy likes this flavor,” she pointed to the only one that was different as the elderly woman scanned the three items. she motioned for him to come to her level, and when he bent down she cupped her hands cutely to whisper in jaehyun’s ear. “and don’t tell her but it’s really yucky.”

the more time jaehyun spent around this little girl the more he felt himself getting wrapped around her finger. he brought a finger to his lips conspiratorially and he turned to make eye contact with you and your eyebrows raised.

“hey, what’s with the secrets?” you frowned in confusion, head tilting slightly and at the motion jaehyun felt his heart skip a beat. he recalled the same exact motion five years ago, and he had to swallow hard to pull himself out of the memory.

“oh, nothing. yeoreum just told me a funny joke.” he answered, giving yeoreum a wink and she giggled at the secret that they now had, her hand coming up to cover her mouth as she laughed.

“hmmm,” you responded, accepting the ice cream bars and thanking the woman as you exited. the park was only a short distance away and that’s where you headed, sitting down on a bench as you opened yeoreum’s ice cream and she dove in immediately.

you allowed them to talk easily, and you felt your resolve slowly chipping away with every smile they shared with each other. you recalled one of the many conversations you had had with friends, one most recently being your coworker and friend jisoo. she had suggested for the umpteenth time that you should reach out to the father and give him the option to be in yeoreum’s life.

“i don’t want him to get tired of her, it would be devastating for her, and me too.” you had argued then and jisoo’s look was unamused.

“you haven’t even given him the chance, you have no clue if he’d even do that. you can’t make that assumption, time changes people.”

you were realizing she was right as you watched her giggle over him dripping ice cream on his shoes, yeoreum commenting how it’s not that hard to not be messy and jaehyun laughed at her disappointed sigh.

you had made up your mind by then, the ice cream finished and you noticed the time was getting a little late, knowing you’d have to get her ready for bed.

“come on, ‘reum. we gotta get ready for bed soon.” you said softly, interrupting their conversation and yeoreum nodded, hopping off of the bench she sat on with jaehyun. she walked over to stand beside you but she turned to jaehyun.

“mister jaehyun, will i see you again?” she asked and her voice was so hopeful that jaehyun looked to you for an answer.

“one chance,” you mouthed to him seriously, holding up one finger to emphasize your point over yeoreum’s head and jaehyun’s eyes shone with relief as he made eye contact with yeoreum.

“i’d love to, i’ll come see you anytime.” jaehyun nodded and yeoreum clapped excitedly, turning to look at you as she did so and you couldn’t help the answering smile that crossed your face. you took her small hand in yours and you began to walk in the direction of your home and she paused, turning around and waving enthusiastically goodbye to jaehyun who was still seated on the wooden park bench.

“see you soon, mister jaehyun!” she called and then she was pulling you away; jaehyun watching you both leave and he felt at peace knowing this plan went so much better than he could have ever hoped it would.

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you had just put yeoruem to sleep in her little princess bed, she had talked nonstop the entire way home, all through dinner, and then during her bath until you finally got her to sleep, about mister jaehyun.

the idea of her getting to know him brought on two strong emotions and they teetered back and forth in your mind, an eerily well-balanced scale.

on one hand, you were excited for her to get to know her father, she deserved to have both parents who loved her.

on the other hand, you were terrified of how this would play out fully. would he leave once people found out? would he pretend she didn’t exist?

your thoughts ran in circles over and over, and you didn’t get anywhere productive. the only thing you had settled on was that until you knew for sure where this would go, you would make sure jaehyun wouldn’t mention a word of being her dad.

you didn’t want to have to pick up the pieces of her small heart if he shattered it.

your phone dinged and it pulled you out of your thoughts, you paused the show you had barely been paying attention to so you could focus.

9:31 pm unknown: hello… do you have plans tomorrow?

9:32 pm you: depends on who’s asking...?

9:33 pm unknown: oh, yeah my bad. this is jaehyun, johnny got me your number from your boss

9:34 pm you: ok… that’s not weird at all… but no. no plans besides work and yeoruem. why?

9:35 pm he who must not be named 💀:  how do you feel about coming over? i can cook for you both, or maybe order pizza. whatever yeoreum wants to eat haha

9:37 pm you: she’s not picky, but i guess i won’t mind. will your members mind?

9:38 pm he who must not be named 💀: ah, right. well, see i’m telling them tomorrow so they won’t really have a choice.

9:40 pm you: … don’t make this weird for us, jaehyun.

9:42 pm he who must not be named 💀: i’m not! i won’t, i’ll send someone for you tomorrow at 6?

9:47 pm you: we can get there, just give me the address and i’ll see you then

9:48 pm he who must not be named 💀: [current location]

you audibly sighed, staring at the phone showing the address, you clicked it to see that he didn’t live too far from you and you just shook your head, you were going to leave it at that, but your thought from earlier hit you again and you typed a response.

9:55 pm you: i have a request for you

10:01 pm he who must not be named 💀: ask

10:02 pm you: i’m not going to keep you from getting to know her, because it makes her happy and she deserves that. but i don’t want you to mention anything to her about you being her dad

10:05 pm he who must not be named 💀: and that’s because…?

10:06 pm you: i just wanna be sure. i’d rather you be some cool man she spent time with if you decide differently

10:07 pm he who must not be named 💀: okay and when you see that i’m not gonna ghost my own daughter, is there a statute of limitations on this or what?

10:08 pm you: i’ll let you know

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jaehyun paced back and forth in the living room, he hadn’t heard from you since you assured him you’d be coming by at 6 like agreed. he had went a little overboard on the pizza, considering there were now five different boxes on the counter and he may have went on a shopping spree at a small children’s toy store.

now all eight of his members sat in different spots in the too large living room as he walked back and forth, stopping to check on his phone and then once he saw there wasn’t a notification from you, he went back to his path he had made.

“you’re gonna wear a hole through the floor,” johnny deadpanned and jaehyun ignored him.

“hyung?” it was haechan this time trying to get jaehyun to stop moving and jaehyun did, looking up to see what the youngest wanted.

“this isn’t your first time meeting her, right?” haechan seemed genuinely confused.

“no, this is the second, technically third time now.” he answered, forgetting about his phone in his pocket for a moment.

“okay, then why are you freaking out?” haechan asked, resting his chin in his palm.

“well…” jaehyun was at a brief loss for words. “y/n is unsure about me being around her already, so i guess i’m worried she’s going to… stop.”

“stop what?” taeyong asked from the other side of the room and jaehyun turned on the spot to face him.

“stop letting me see her, stop responding to me, just, stop altogether.” jaehyun looked crestfallen as he waved his hands around but a snort from his left made him glare at yuta.

“what? like you did to her?” yuta smirked at the stressed man, and jaehyun threw his arms up, throwing his head back as he stared at the ceiling for a long moment.

he hadn’t expected this kind of reaction at all when he called a group meeting in the living room hours earlier; he had told mark and johnny he planned to tell everyone because he had wanted you and yeoreum to come to the house and they had only nodded and helped him gather everyone. mark and johnny purposely sat on the couch in the corner of the room so they could watch it all unfold.

jaehyun had started the whole thing by clearing his throat three times before he even opened his mouth.

“i-,” he began but yuta narrowed his eyes at him and twisted his lips for a second.

“you got some girl pregnant, didn’t you?” his question was so blunt it took everyone off guard, mark almost falling out of his seat on the couch entirely. haechan, who sat on the arm of yuta’s chair, shoved his shoulder roughly. jaehyun, however, was stunned into silence, mouth agape and yuta laughed at his reaction.

“jaehyun, he’s joking. now why did you call us all here?” taeyong said, shooting a stern look at yuta before turning his full attention to the man who stood in the center of the room. keeping the peace like he always did, but jaehyun was so much more nervous now after yuta’s comment, regardless of how correct it was.

“okay, so,” jaehyun began and went through the entire story again. something he had kept to himself all these years, and he was finally letting everyone in on his tiny, but impactful, moment of freedom he had with you.

“and so when we filmed our content for the youtube segment, the one with kids, you know?” and when everyone nodded, all but three mouths were hanging in stunned silence. “this little girl was at my table, and she was adorable and smart and highly independent but like, some kids are like that. until she pointed out her mother to me, and –.”

jungwoo gasped dramatically, leaning so far forward in his chair as he listened to jaehyun that he was practically on the floor. “no fucking way!”

“yes, way.” mark answered for him, and jaehyun continued.

“y/n, yeah. y/n was her mother, and yeoreum was born exactly nine months after, and yeah. i… i have a daughter that i had no clue existed but i want to be her dad, i haven’t wanted something this bad since we debuted, and… yeah.”

“okay… okay…” taeyong repeated, seemingly in shock as he processed everything that was just said.

“okay?” jaehyun asked, wanting someone to say something.

“okay.” taeyong replied, making eye contact with him. “well, we’re not going to let you be a shitty father.”

“anymore.” haechan said under his breath and yuta snickered with him.

“i had no clue!” jaehyun argued in defense of himself.

“how do you even know she’s actually yours?” taeil asked, his posture was relaxed in his chair, recovering from the shock of the news more quickly than the others had.

“she -.” he started but doyoung butted in then.

“how do you know she’s not using you as a way to get money? she could have slept with someone else.” doyoung seemed even less convinced than taeil was.

“oh no, wait til you see her,” mark said from his spot in the room. “he can’t deny her even if he tried.”

“what? i won’t believe it until i see the test results.” doyoung said, and taeil nodded.

“she hasn’t asked me for anything,” jaehyun argued, feeling a little defensive over you then.

“yet.” taeil murmured, and johnny chose then to speak up.

“you weren’t there in the room, neither of you. she didn’t want anything to do with jaehyun, and she very, very clearly stated that she didn’t even want him around her.”

“and she asked me to refrain from even mentioning that i was her dad.” jaehyun tacked on, and taeil didn’t seem convinced nor did doyoung. silence stretched on for a moment.

“so when do we get to meet yeoreum?” haechan asked then, and jaehyun checked his watch.

“in about three hours,” he replied and everyone jumped as if they had been startled.

“what?!” came at him from all directions of the room.

“nothing in here is childproof!” taeyong exclaimed, jumping to his feet.

“she’s five, not two, she’s not going to go stick her finger in light sockets,” mark chuckled and taeyong relaxed slightly.

“she’s four, but yeah, same thing applies,” johnny corrected him and then silence fell over the room again.

“i will say, i can’t blame y/n,” yuta spoke up then, his eyes trained on the floor for a long moment. “if i were her, i wouldn’t have even given you the option. she’s a lot more forgiving than i would be if you knocked me up, ghosted me and then suddenly by a coincidence showed up again.”

“well that’s because you’re a scorpio,” jungwoo said. “and it feels kinda like fate to me.”

“that’s exactly what i said!” mark laughed, pointing at jungwoo animatedly.

and the conversation carried on like that up until he started pacing, jaehyun had been grateful that they all, well almost all, took it in stride and were supportive. but the jabs from yuta were making him even more anxious, and no matter how many times taeyong glared at yuta and told him to shut up, he couldn’t relax.

and then his phone buzzed in his hand.

6:15 pm pizza hut: um, sorry we’re a bit late, the train was delayed but uh… security guy won’t let us in

“shit,” jaehyun whispered, and he was halfway towards the door when your next text came through.

6:16 pm pizza hut: and it’s raining, so we can go home it’s not a big deal

his panic he felt while pacing came back full force and taeyong called to him.

“what’s going on?”

“security guard won’t let her in,” jaehyun rambled quickly.

“that’s all?” he replied, and taeyong pulled out his phone, pressed a few buttons on the screen and had his phone to his ear in seconds.

“hi, mr. choi? yes, can you please escort our guests to the elevators. yes, we were expecting her. no, don’t leave them out in the rain any longer. yes… thank you. have a goodnight.”

taeyong hung up the phone, and gestured to the door, “she’s in the elevator on their way up.”

jaehyun exhaled deeply, for the first time since he woke up that morning. and while he could breathe easily, the entire room held their breath at the sound of a gentle knock against the door.

jaehyun all but lunged at the door and opened it wide. the other eight men in the living room didn’t move a muscle.

“mister jaehyun!” yeoreum squealed excitedly when she saw him filling the entrance and their smiles were exact replicas of each other and jaehyun gestured you both inside.

“yeoreum, shoes baby.” you said softly, and the members had yet to see any faces, but smiles broke out on their faces as they heard a quick, “right! sorry mommy!”

jaehyun led you both out of the foyer and into the living room and you froze when you saw eight men staring at you both when you entered the room. you had prepared for this, expecting it to be awkward but being this… intense wasn’t exactly how you pictured it.  

yeoreum stepped in between you and jaehyun and you looked down to see her bow to the room.

“hello, my name is yeoreum and i’m four years old.” and you peeked up to see the intense stares break out into wide grins.

yeoreum stood up straight and then tugged on your pants.

“mommy, you said it’s rude to not introduce yourself to people who you don’t know.” she said it so seriously, but you and several others in the room chuckled at her respect for manners. at least she paid attention to you when you spoke.

you didn’t bow as yeoreum had, simply dipping your head as you introduced yourself.

“happy?” you said to yeoreum, poking her in the nose and she giggled in response. you heard faint gasps from deeper in the room but you ignored it as your daughter stared into the room and the men must have realized that her comment applied to them as well.

the first one to cross the room was a face you faintly recognized. he knelt down to be on her level and his smile was gentle.

“hi yeoreum, i’m mister jaehyun’s friend. my name is taeil.” and yeoreum nodded, and she smiled at every one who introduced themselves to her and you. she recognized johnny and even gave mark a high five. the last one was haechan, and he was the most energetic of all to meet her.

“hi!” he chirped to her, and she parroted back to him the same exact way, and he continued, his voice filled with a joking kind of pride. “my name is haechan, and i’m the coolest one here.”

“is that why your hair is blue?” yeoreum asked, tilting her head to the side cutely.

“yep, only the coolest have blue hair.” he replied, shaking his head playfully and yeoreum’s laugh filled the room again.

“also, do you wanna see all the cool stuff mister jaehyun got you?” haechan asked, and finally gestured to the couch that held different plushies and toys that the older lady at the shop had suggested for kids her age. yeoreum stared at all the toys then turned around to stare up at jaehyun.

“all of that is mine?” and even you were in shock and the sheer amount of toys piled on the couch.

“yep, all yours.” jaehyun replied, crouching down to be on the same level as yeoreum and haechan.

“but that’s… so much.” she whispered loudly, peeking again at all the toys.

“if you don’t like them all that’s okay, i just wanted to get you something,” his smile was gentle and reassuring. she looked at you for permission and when you nodded at her, she went to the couch and looked at all the plushies. she looked at them, and then at everyone in the room, then back at the toys staring intently.

and one by one, she pulled a different stuffed animal from the pile and handed it to each man in the room. she started by giving haechan a blue teddy bear, and continued on until every grown man was holding a small soft plushie, and she beamed with happiness.

you knew they couldn’t say no and jaehyun could see their wariness melting with each toy she gave. and even though he knew he probably had no right to feel it, he felt a sense of pride in her generosity and he knew she could have only learned that from you. he was the last one to receive a toy and it was a fluffy orange cat.

“thank you, yeoreum. that’s very sweet of you.” he told her sincerely and she blinked at him as if it weren’t something out of the ordinary.

“there’s a lot to share,” she replied and then she remembered something and it lit up her entire face, her voice raising in her excitement. “mommy said you got pizza!”

“yep,” he answered her question that wasn’t a question. “i didn’t know which kind you liked so you have a lot of choices.”

yeoreum picked the same pizza to eat that jaehyun had, which didn’t go unnoticed by everyone in the room as he was the only one to actually like pineapple on pizza. she had made herself at home easily, not missing a beat to pull half of the men into the living room to play with her and the toys jaehyun had gotten for her.

you had been there for a total of thirty minutes before you had been made to feel somewhat welcome. you enjoyed watching the members spend time with yeoreum, as she didn’t have many men in her life to really associate with, and the boys in her class didn’t really count.

you had to bite back a smile at the conversation you had overhead moments before.

“yeoreum is a pretty name, it’s unique too.” mark said, sitting cross-legged where she had instructed him to sit.

“thank you, mommy said she did it so it would be easy because my english name is summer.” yeoreum replied somewhat distractedly in english, causing all eyes to blink slowly at the sudden change in language.

“but she was born in may?” jaehyun looked at you, and you shrugged.

“i was on drugs and in pain, i at least had the right idea.” which caused a few laughs to echo around the room.

after that, you seemed to be fairly content with just observing. you leaned against the kitchen counter, chewing slowly on a piece of pizza as you watched her try to win a tickle fight with mark and succeeding with the way his laughter didn’t come out as forced.

you didn’t speak much with the other members, mostly enjoying being a presence in the room, that is until you felt a body move close to your side and you turned to face the new person, remembering his name was doyoung. when he didn’t say anything to you, you turned away and went back to watching how the tickle fight was absolutely being lost by mark then.

“i have reservations about this,” doyoung said to you then, his voice hardly above a whisper.

you turned again to face him but he looked forward, eyes trained on the guys sitting around enjoying the little girls antics. realizing he wasn’t going to face you for this conversation you went back to your previous position, this time bringing the pizza to your mouth again.

“and?” you asked him, voice matching his tone and doyoung shifted forward to rest his forearms against the counter. he waited until your mouth was full of pizza before he spoke again.

“and jaehyun’s so excited about this, he went on and on about it and he doesn’t even know if she’s actually his.” doyoung’s blunt words made you defensive, even though you had expected something like this, it still made you react, but doyoung continued before you could swallow.

“i think he needs to get a dna test before he gets too attached.” doyoung said, finally turning to face you and you narrowed your eyes at him as he did so.

“what? you think i’m lying?” you said through gritted teeth, but doyoung’s stance didn’t change.

“i’m not going to judge you, i don’t know anything about you. i’m just trying to protect one of my best friends. especially if you decide to rip this whole ‘being a father’ thing out from under him.”

“exactly, you don’t know anything about me.” you said shortly, your temper’s fuse quickly reaching its end. you pushed yourself away from the counter then before you continued. “and there’s nothing to protect him from, i don’t want anything from him. he tracked me down after i told him to leave me alone. he asked to see her, not me. we will be just as we were before he made his grand appearance, should he decide the father life isn’t for him.”

doyoung searched your face while you spoke, but you abruptly changed the conversation when you asked him where the bathroom was. doyoung gestured down the hall and watched as you left, when the shadows in the hall swallowed you he turned his attention back to watch the scene unfold.

haechan and mark were getting to be children again as they played some sort of mock game of house with yeoreum, using the plushies she had gifted them.

jaehyun was sitting next to her, his back against the couch as she made him in charge of holding the rest of the plushies, doyoung heard her mention that he was the house and so he had to be really, really still.

“where’s your dad?” haechan asked, his voice exaggeratingly deep for his character his bear was playing.

“i don’t have one,” yeoreum said, and she moved her plushie away from haechan’s but every man in the room froze. doyoung’s eyes darted to jaehyun’s face to judge his face, but he couldn’t quite read it.

“wh-what do you mean, yeo?” mark asked using his little lion to carry on the game for her.

“mommy said daddy is a really busy man,” she said matter-of-factly, she didn’t notice how all the eyes in the room were trained on her, and how the air seemed to still in preparation for her answer. “she said he’s a busy business man who flies all over the world and she said that a lot of daddies and mommies do that and that it’s okay!”

she was still happy as she spoke, still involved in her game of house she had roped them into playing with her.

“it really is okay,” mark said softly, forgetting his role for a moment.

“yep! it’s super okay because my mommy is really strong and she got so strong so she could take care of me all by herself.” yeoreum’s tiny body puffed up in all the pride a four year old could muster.

“but don’t you miss your dad?” haechan’s bear asked yeoreum’s little white fluffy bear.

“well yeah, all the other kids dads come and pick them up from school but mommy says that just because my daddy has a lot of stuff he has to do first, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love me.” and then, for the first time, yeoreum’s voice became a bit quieter. “i don’t know my daddy, but i hope mommy’s right.”  

doyoung’s eyes had danced back and forth between her and jaehyun, noticing the more she spoke, the more jaehyun’s face seemed to fall and it wasn’t long before doyoung though he saw the man tearing up.

“of course your mommy’s right, ‘reum,” jaehyun said softly behind her. she twisted around in her spot on the floor, looking up at him and she tilted her head at him when she saw his tears spill over, confused on why he was so sad. she shuffled forward to get closer to him and she frowned, bringing her arms to wrap around his neck tightly and jaehyun felt the tears hit him harder and he didn’t even care that everyone else in the room was witnessing this. his arms wrapped tightly around her little body, and he used his palm to try and wipe away some of the tears from his cheek.

“mommy said it’s okay to cry, and that hugs are a good bandaid,” yeoreum said, voice taking a knowing tone.

jaehyun nodded against her head, his eyes drifting to the hallway where he could see you standing there. your expression was unreadable to him, but your lips were pursed tightly.

 “your mommy is right,” he repeated again, pulling her small hands away from his face then. “about the hugs and that your daddy was really busy but he definitely loves you.”

“do you know him?” she asked, pulling away from his neck to look at him earnestly, and jaehyun’s eyes crinkled at the edges, pulling away from your form in the hallway to look at his daughter again.

“i do, yeah,” jaheyun answered, “and he missed you so much.”

“can you tell him i miss him too? can you tell him that he can come pick me up from school?” she said excitedly and you chose that moment to interrupt. you couldn’t be sure where the rest of the conversation was going, you didn’t know if jaehyun would keep his word about not saying he was her dad and you could see her getting her hopes up too high, and you knew you had to be the bad guy.

“yeoruem, baby. it’s time we go home now, we have school in the morning.” you called softly, walking over to your little girl and she pouted up at you, but she didn’t argue, she just slowly got to her feet, hugging her teddy bear tightly to her chest.

“say thank you, they were very nice to play with you,” you nudged her softly and she did as she was told, genuinely happy to have been able to play with her new friends. you both started walking to the door and she turned suddenly, running to hug jaehyun once more before she left.

you saw she had whispered something to him as she pulled away and you saw jaehyun break out into a smile again.

“i will,” he said to her and with a happy nod yeoreum was back with you again.

with yeoreum’s shoes finally on, you both exited the door and were halfway to the elevator when you heard a door close and footsteps thumping towards you. you were both surprised and… not at all surprised to see jaehyun behind you, a new gleam in his eye as he tugged on his hood and put a mask into place over his nose.

“i would feel more comfortable if i took you home since it’s late.” he said nonchalantly. “i can drive us, if you want.”

“i don’t have a car seat for yeoreum,” you replied and jaehyun shrugged easily. “walking you home it is then.”

you were going to protest but yeoreum had already put her stuffed animal in your hand before grabbing your other one and one of jaehyun’s, tugging you both towards the elevator.

she had started chatting away about something you couldn’t even pay attention to, too entirely focused on the way jaehyun’s hand enveloped hers, your eyes trailing from his hand to his face and you weren’t sure what it was about it. maybe it was all the moments pulled together, primarily the past hour alone, but you felt an unmistakable skip of your heartbeat at the way he smiled down at your excited little girl.

you were too busy gazing up at jaehyun to even noticed the eight heads poking out of the doorway almost comically as they watched you three enter the elevator, being led by a headstrong four year old.

“they make a cute little family,” jungwoo mentioned, only pulling his head inside once he heard the elevator doors close; the members immediately talking animatedly about the new niece they seemed to automatically claim as their own.

no one noticed doyoung walking to his room, the tiny cup that yeoreum had used in his hand.

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it took all of three minutes into the walk home for yeoreum to yawn loudly and rub her eyes sleepily.

“did you get tired from playing with everyone?” you asked her and she nodded, all the cheerful excitement ebbing away from her slowly. you went to pick her up to carry her the rest of the way but jaehyun stopped you, eyes asking permission before he made a move and after a brief hesitation, you nodded to him with a smile.

“i got you, ‘reum, come here,” he said soothingly, picking her up and holding her close. she instantly laid her head down on his shoulder and you snorted at how quickly she closed her eyes. you cooed at how sweet she was, and jaehyun visibly glowed at how she seemed to relax with him instantly.

“you know you don’t have to do all of this,” you said to him after a few moments of yeoreum’s slow breathing. and jaehyun sighed deeply.

“look i know you think i’m this really shitty person who just ditched you, and i know that that’s how you must have felt but it wasn’t my intention. my manager saw our messages, you know. and even though I was still an adult then, we didn’t have nearly as much freedom as we do now. he yelled at me for an hour about being reckless with my career and all that. even though it doesn’t change anything, i didn’t do any of it on purpose or maliciously. and i’m sorry you had to do this alone.” he said, looking down at you the entire time he had been talking, wanting to see your face through his shortened explanation.

“it was really hard, at first, and i’ve been angry for awhile.” you said, voice soft and vulnerable after you thought a moment before deciding to give him honesty. “i had no clue what to tell any of my friends, and when i googled you i almost threw up, but i think that was from the pregnancy and not the news of you being famous. it made sense then to me what all had happened, but i couldn’t tell my parents the truth and so i had to say i didn’t know who the dad was. mortifying, really. my parents still haven’t spoken to me since then. and i love yeoreum more than anything, but i really… i think i hated you this whole time.” you don’t make eye contact as you confess to him a snippet of what had happened, a glimpse into how you felt.

jaehyun was stunned at all he had learned about you, he knew you probably had hated him, and he was right on that. he was horrified to learn that you really, truly had been alone through all of this. he didn’t know why but he had assumed, since he had learned of this at least, you would have had your parents to help support you, and it made his stomach turn knowing it was the opposite.

“but i don’t hate you now,” you admitted softly, looking ahead at the crosswalk sign, waiting for it to give you the okay to cross.

“oh? one day was all it took?” jaehyun asked a bit hopefully with a playful smile, his heart leaping in his chest at the statement, and he couldn’t quite place his finger on why it made him so excited to hear those words. you didn’t respond right away only rolling your eyes, and pulling a set of keys from your pocket and jaehyun realized you must be close to your place.

“but don’t get too excited, the statute has only been bumped up, not removed entirely,” you teased, and you unlocked the door that sat in the wall surrounding your house, entering the front yard that came with your house. it was small, but jaehyun noticed it was just enough for the two of you to live in and it seemed cozy.

you closed the door behind you, it automatically locking and you led the way to the front door of the house, unlocking it and kicking off your shoes. jaehyun shuffled nervously a bit, not knowing what he needed to do but toed off his shoes anyway just to be courteous.

“would you like to tuck her in?” you asked him after switching on a light in the room, and jaehyun blinked as his eyes adjusted. “if you don’t want to, that’s okay, i can.” and you reached for yeoreum but jaehyun tightened his hold on the sleeping girl.

“i can do it,” he stressed and you grinned, holding up your hands in surrender.

“okay then, ‘mister jaehyun’,” you joked, motioning for him to follow you down the hall into the room he could only assume was yeoreum’s if the little moon nightlight glowing and the soft peach paint on the wall were anything to go by.

he noticed she didn’t have an overabundance of toys, maybe a handful of plushies on her bed but he realized it was because she had a little table in the corner stacked with coloring books, crayons and markers. he could see her wanting to be an artist when she grew up, she had told him that already. as he was taking in the room, you had already folded back her blankets and you were waiting for him expectantly.

he very gently tucked yeoreum in after taking off her shoes and gave her the plushie he had gifted her and she cuddled into it immediately. it caused his heart to ache looking at her, realizing he had missed so many things. jaehyun followed you out of her room and you closed her door until it was just a crack.

“um…” jaehyun went to ask, not knowing how to really phrase the question he wanted.

“are you thirsty?” you asked him instead as you headed into your kitchen and he hovered in the entrance.

“not really, thank you, but i was wondering, if you’d be okay with it…” he trailed off, and your eyes darted to see him looking somewhat nervous.

“with what?”

“do you… maybe have pictures you could show me? or videos? i just know i’ve missed a lot and if you were okay with it, i’d like to see the moments i wasn’t there for.” your heart softened, as did your smile.

“yeah, i think i can do that for you.”

so jaehyun stayed with you until late that night, sitting at the kitchen table as you showed him pictures and videos of yeoreum. moments like her first steps, and her first words, which you were pouting when you told him wasn’t “mama”, but instead was “no”. he got to experience your laughter as yeoreum had brought a frog inside the house, and her subsequent scream as it jumped out of her hand then chased her. he got to see pictures of her and he felt like he could have been there.

should have been there.

and as he flipped through picture after picture, he noticed that his heart picked up in speed each time he came across a picture of you in it. he watched as you spoke about each picture, the excitement in the nostalgia as you flipped through each one and you explained to him what was going on.

he felt like he was back in your apartment five years ago, he felt at peace with you here.

he missed all of this, and he was going to make sure he wouldn’t miss anything else.

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NCT 127 @NCTsmtown_127 [idols with kids] episode 11 with JOHNNY, JAEHYUN, and MARK

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@lovej43 replied to NCTsmtown_127

i can’t with jaehyun smiling at that little girl like that :(

@127valentines replied to lovej43

right??? she looks a lot like him too, so cute

@markinmiami replied to NCTsmtown_127

mark accidentally breaking his crayon ㅠㅠ the kid gave him a mean look

@bananasoutforjohn replied to NCTsmtown_127

dude looked FLABBERGASTED when the kid started crying

@myloveforjae replied to @127valentines

no ur right tho, she resembles him a lot more than just the dimples 🤨

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you knew that sm would post the video to their youtube channel, but you didn’t realize how anxious reading the comments would make you.

you weren’t aware that the video had posted until jisoo showed you that yeoreum was trending on twitter because of her interactions with jaehyun, and then you went to youtube to read the comments there and every time you read one that mentioned their resemblance it made your stomach flip uncomfortably.

you had a little under a month to prepare for that moment and yet, it still surprised you. you were just pleased that the overall theme for reactions was how cute your daughter was and that made your heart rest just a bit easier.

while reading the comments on your phone, your eyes instantly darted to the text notification that popped up.

3:43 pm he who might be named 😶‍🌫️: did you see they posted the video? everyone is commenting about how cute ‘reum is

3:44 pm you: yeah, and they’re also saying how much you look alike…

3:46 pm he who might be named 😶‍🌫️: well, she’s my daughter so i’d hope so

3:47 pm you: i don’t think you get what i mean

3:48 pm he who might be named 😶‍🌫️: you mean that she also gets her looks from you? i agree

your eyebrows rose at that comment, he had been mildly flirtatious for the past week but now it was becoming blatantly obvious.

3:50 pm you: i mean yes, but that wasn’t what i meant

3:51 pm he who might be named 😶‍🌫️: if it’s not that, then enlighten me

3:52 pm you: aren’t you concerned people will figure it out?

3:54 pm he who might be named 😶‍🌫️: i don’t think they’ll be able to figure it out from just a twenty minute video on youtube

3:55 pm he who might be named 😶‍🌫️: besides, they’d probably doubt it considering how beautiful you are

you simultaneously blushed at his very obvious flirting and sighed at his nonchalance. you were growing accustomed to jaehyun’s presence in your life, and you were finding yourself looking forward to seeing him and spending time with him. it made you feel as if you three were a family but the overwhelming dark cloud of the public finding out loomed over you and shadowed the fluttery feeling you felt in your chest when you talked to him.

you didn’t want to let this get to you but it was turning into somewhat of a fear for you, and it wasn’t really that people would find out.

it was the aftermath; the most negative version being the source of your fear.

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jaehyun stared at his phone waiting for a response from you a bit longer than he should have, but when he felt a shadow hovering to his left he quickly locked his phone. his shoulders instantly relaxed when he saw it was doyoung, but the look on doyoung’s face made jaehyun instantly concerned.

doyoung refused eye contact with him, shifting uncomfortably as he leaned against the mirrored wall of the practice room. everyone else was sat in various spots on around the room and although jaehyun didn’t mind doyoung deciding to spend his break with him, his awkward behavior made jaehyun tense.

“i’ve been putting off talking to you for a week now.” doyoung said to the ground, his arms crossing over his chest.

“what about?”

“i…” doyoung started then stopped, he waited a few seconds then began again. “look, just remember i did it to protect you, you know, just in case.”

he was purposefully being vague and jaehyun pushed off the wall, turning his body to really face doyoung. “what did you do?”

“it’s – i – when y/n came over the first time, even though you were convinced, i wasn’t. so… i had a dna test done.” doyoung’s response made jaehyun’s skin grow hot, he wasn’t why sure anger was the first emotion that bubbled up first but it came on strong enough to surprise even him.

“why would you do that?” he said from between gritted teeth. the idea that yeoreum might not be his never crossed his mind, he had been so sure from the moment he saw you near her.

he just knew.

“you didn’t know, you were just going off of y/n’s word alone. i wanted to give you proof.”

“no, you wanted to rub it in my face that she had lied. you wanted to be right.” jaehyun couldn’t hear how his voice was raising, he could only hear the blood rushing in his ears.

“you would have went your whole life possibly raising someone else’s kid if i hadn’t had the test done!” doyoung was defensive now, and he couldn’t understand why jaehyun would have just blindly believed you like he did.

“i wouldn’t have cared either way!” jaehyun hadn’t realized he had gotten closer to doyoung until a hand came to push against his chest, pulling him back and away from him.

“keep it down unless you want the whole building to know your business,” johnny said lowly to jaehyun, eyes darting to the choreographer across the room, who seemed to be mostly unaware of the situation since he had headphones on.

“he went behind my back and had a dna test done, without asking me first!” jaehyun argued back, angry eyes not leaving the apologetic ones of doyoung.

“if it makes you feel better, she’s yours.” doyoung said, guilt apparent in his face even if he was trying to maintain his stance that he had done nothing wrong.

“i knew that already!” jaehyun actually yelled that time, and he went to take a step forward – to do what he wasn’t sure but johnny’s palm held him firmly in place.

his phone choosing that moment to vibrate, pulling him away from the moment; he had an incoming call from you. he took a moment to shoot doyoung a seething glare, then took a calming breath before turning away to answer.

“hi,” he breathed, his anger slowly dissipating.

“hello,” you replied, but your voice was a bit strained and he picked up on it right away.

“everything okay?” he questioned instantly.

“yeah,” you said and he heard you pull away to speak to someone else before coming back to the phone. “my friend and coworker, jisoo? she was there that day with me, she got injured at work and i’m the only one able to take her to the hospital. will you…” another quick word to someone else. “i need you to be there to pick up yeoreum from school, please.”

jaehyun’s mind was racing thinking of his schedule for the day, he had practice for another few hours, and he told you as such.

“i know you’re busy, but this is something that comes with being a parent. you make adjustments.” you said, and your voice was panicked as you heard someone call for you, and he heard you address the doctor.

“please jae, she has a key on her backpack. you get to pick her up from school and be her dad. this is what you asked for… and what she has always wanted.”

“i’ll be there.” he answered, his mind made up before you even had started to speak. “what time does she get out for school?”

“5, thank you so much, jae. i really appreciate it.” and when someone called your name again you sounded rushed once more. “coming! bye jae, i’ll see you later.”

you hung up the phone, and even though jaehyun was still feeling angry towards doyoung, he couldn’t help the smile that grew on his face at the opportunity you gave him.

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jaehyun was thankful that the lady at the front counter seemed to be too old to stay in tune with media as she didn’t even bat an eyelash when he gave his name to her and told her that he was there to pick up yeoreum. he refrained from saying the term ‘my daughter’ aloud but your rules couldn’t stop him from thinking it.

when the lady called over the system to tell the teacher that it was time for yeoreum to go home, jaehyun leaned casually against the wall while he waited.

he wasn’t thinking about how he had lied to get out of the last few hours of practice. he wasn’t thinking about the argument yet to be resolved with doyoung.

he wasn’t thinking about the other parents coming in and seeing him, recognizing him.

all he could think about how long the minutes seemed too stretch on for yeoreum to be released from her class… and he wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t also thinking about you. specifically, the last time he saw you, which was three days before.

you had invited him over on sunday night, stating that yeoreum had asked about him and if she could one day make cookies for mister jaehyun. you had told him it was so out of the blue for her to ask that and when you had questioned her on it, her simple response was ‘if cookies makes santa come, maybe it will work for mister jaehyun too’.

you didn’t have the heart to tell her no, which led to the phone call. jaehyun was there in twenty minutes, knocking on the door to which you answered with flour splattered across your face, with a giggling four-year-old right behind you sporting flour in her hair. jaehyun’s grin was painful for his cheeks as he took in the scene, and he couldn’t help but laugh with you both before even saying hello.

“are you supposed to be wearing the ingredients?” jaehyun asked as he stepped inside your house, following you both as you made your way into the kitchen.

“mommy started it!” and you feigned a gasp, a floured hand on your chest.

“i did not!” and she giggled once more, waving her tiny hands for jaehyun to bend down so she could whisper in his ear. jaehyun’s dimples were deep as he listened to her and your thoughts straying to how handsome he was running through your mind before you even registered. jaehyun turned his head to nod excitedly with yeoreum and you narrowed your eyes at them both.

“you better have told him how you threw first,” you warned playfully.

“oh she did,” jaehyun agreed, moving slightly to the left and it didn’t click that he was suspiciously close to the bag of flour. “she also said we should be on a team.”

“wha – oh don’t you dare!” but it was too late, as jaehyun had already pinched some flour and flicked it at you, and as you stood there with a shocked look on your face and flour now decorating your hair, jaehyun and yeoreum shared a giggly high five. you crossed your arms childishly and stomped your foot, turning away from them both dramatically, taking a page directly out of your daughter’s book.

“oh no, ‘reum… we’ve made your mommy upset.” jaehyun theatrically whispered and you had to bite back a laugh.

“i know what will cheer her up!” yeoreum whispered back, and they were both suspiciously silent and then you heard feet shuffling behind you; yeoreum popping up in front of you suddenly, and then there were not one, but two sets of arms wrapping around you in a tight squeeze, yeoreum’s head resting on your stomach and you froze at the feeling of jaehyun’s cheek resting on top of your head.

you felt the heat rise up your neck and the butterflies were back; you couldn’t tell if this was part of the joke or if he meant the hug the way it felt to you but you quickly pushed that train of thought to the side, giving yourself two more seconds in the embrace of them both before you broke the moment by clearing your throat.

“so, did we still want to make mister jaehyun cookies?” yeoreum blinked up at you cutely and nodded her head, you ran your hand through her hair gently, still very aware of jaehyun at your back and you tried to ignore it but failed.

jaehyun noticed it took only five minutes of trying to cook for yeoreum to get bored and ask if she can go color instead, so it left only you and him in the kitchen, and the first few minutes were spent trying to fill the awkward silence with comments and small laughter.

you had just started to mix up the ingredients when you heard him move, his feet shuffling just a bit.

jaehyun leaned a little closer into your space, feeling his body heat on your back; his hand braced against the counter to the left of your hip and you weren’t sure if your heart raced or slowed, but all you knew was that you were hyper aware of his presence as you were minutes before when he had hugged you.

“do you need help with that?” he asked lowly, his voice near your ear and you could almost feel his breath on your cheek. you turned your head and he was as close to you as you had thought he was, and it made you take a slight step away. you knew he could see the rising blush on your cheeks and a smirk made its way to his lips.

“no, i got it,” you said, but then realized that his close proximity allowed you to get a little revenge. “i am capable, thank you very much.” it was your turn to flick flour at his face, and he only blinked at you in shock, his expression comical and you wished you could take a picture of it.

a small gasp at the entrance of the kitchen made you jump away from each other as if you had been caught doing something wrong, and you both had quickly fumbled with an excuse, neither of which had made any sense but you had seemingly gotten away with it.

the memory brought a smile to his face and that look was the first thing yeoreum saw as she walked through the door to see him waiting for her.

“mister jaehyun!” she exclaimed, running up to him and hugging him around his legs and god, he loved this little girl. when she let go, he bent down and went in for a proper hug, picking her up in the process and they left the building.

yeoreum spoke to him animatedly, telling him about her favorite part of her day and then she asked him about his favorite part, his answer being an immediate, “getting to see you, of course.” which only made her beam at him in a childlike sense of pride.

“what about mommy?” she asked innocently, and he blinked.

“well, of course you and her both are my favorite part.” yeoreum’s loud giggle made him smile but she shook her head.

“no, i mean where’s mommy?” and it dawned on him that he had told on himself to a very observant child.

“oh, she had to take her friend to the doctor. she isn’t your teacher, too?” jaehyun asked, playing it off in a way he thought was smooth enough. the question sparking another conversation about how she gets to change classrooms like she’s in real school but not a whole lot just sometimes and it’s definitely really fun, and jaehyun could only nod as she chattered away, finally arriving at the front gate to your home and yeoreum wiggled her way out of his arms so she could get her key.

“i wanna do it, mommy lets me!” and jaehyun nodded as he let her lead the way, really just letting himself enjoy being a parent solo, and after hours of dinner, bath, and then bed, he realized it was fairly exhausting and he told himself to remind you when you got home how impressive he thought you were.

jaehyun sat on the edge of her bed, she had requested him to tuck her in and he had but then she had started crying and he was on the verge of panicking.

“’reum, what’s the matter baby?” he said, taking a tip he got from you and running his hand through her hair to try and soothe her, she wasn’t hysterical but she clutched the plushie that he had gotten her tightly, big tears rolling down her cheeks as her bottom lip quivered.

“mommy always sings me a song and kisses me goodnight every night… when is she coming home?” she sniffed, and jaehyun’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. the last text update he had gotten was an hour ago when you had said that jisoo was going back for x-rays and that it shouldn’t be too much longer.

“she’ll be here soon but i can do that, too.” he offered her gently and her eyes looked a little less sad at his offer. “what song does she sing?”

“i don’t know the name,” her lip wobbled again and fresh tears sprung in her eyes.

“that’s okay,” he assured her soothingly, “can you hum it for me?”

yeoreum sniffed twice before humming the tune of a song jaehyun knew well, and it made a small smile tug at the corner of his mouth. as she hummed, he did the same right along with her until he started to sing softly to her, his hand continuing the motions from before, gently moving through her hair.

“so whenever you ask me again, how i feel… please remember…” and yeoreum wasn’t humming anymore, her small voice drifting away as she watched jaehyun, completely entranced by his voice, her young mind in awe at how he knew the song her mommy would sing to her.

“my answer if you,” jaehyun continued to sing, his finger tapping on her nose gently which finally earned him a small laugh. a sound he missed, and while he was glad to be present for even the times she was upset, he preferred her happy and smiling.

yeoreum didn’t say anything for a long second, and then in a small and unsure voice asked, “mister jaehyun?”

“yes, miss yeoreum?”

“if… if my daddy doesn’t ever come back from his business trips, if he’s still too busy for me…” jaehyun’s heart broke at the mention of that, his smile slowly disappearing from his face. “do you think you could be my daddy instead?”

“oh yeoreum…” he started and he saw a bit of panic welling up in her eyes, and she scrambled to sit up.

“i’m really good, i promise! mommy says so and santa does too, i get presents every year.” she pleaded, her eyebrows so furrowed they were nearly touching, and jaehyun’s eyes softened.

“yeoreum, sweetheart. i am y-.”

“”’reum, i’m home.” jaehyun nearly jumped at the sound of your voice, his head whipping around to find you staring at him in the doorway. he couldn’t quite place the emotion there; it wasn’t necessarily anger but you didn’t seem happy in the slightest.

“mommy!” yeoreum called, her tears forgotten at the sight of you in her room. you walked over to kneel at the edge of her bed, motioning for her to lay down again and pulling the blankets up to her chin.

“did you have fun with mister jaehyun?” you asked her, brushing her hair back away from her face. you heard everything said, and the feeling that you were letting her down sat heavy on your chest.

“i did, we had lots of fun,” she replied, finally letting out a long overdue yawn – the worry of you not being home the main thing that kept her awake.

“tell him goodnight, okay?”

“goodnight, mister jaehyun.” she murmured sleepily and you stood up then, motioning for jaehyun to follow you as you closed her door behind you. you moved away from the door, heading into the kitchen and jaehyun couldn’t help the feeling that he was in trouble somehow.

“i thought we had a deal,” you finally said, turning to face him as you leaned against the kitchen counter.

“what?” jaehyun was a little confused, he was trying to figure out where this conversation was going before it even started.

“the statute of limitations weren’t up yet, i still don’t want you to tell her you’re her father.” your voice was stiff, and you didn’t make eye contact with him as you spoke.

“i wasn’t going to…”

“i heard everything, jae. she already loves you so much, and if you decide to walk out it’s going to wreck her and i’ll be left to try and fix what you broke.”

jaehyun wasn’t sure why, but he felt the telltale sign of his anger rising. he felt it on the back of his neck, and the way his teeth ground together.

“i thought i made myself clear that i wasn’t going anywhere.” his voice wasn’t curt, but you still heard the tone.

“you did, but that’s when things are relatively easy. who’s to say-?” and he cut you off.

“say about what? what could anyone possibly say to make me leave?”

“me, when i say i think it’s best you kept your distance for a little while. you’ve made things complicated for me.” and to say jaehyun was shocked speechless would be an understatement.

“how?” was his only response, he was biting on the inside of his cheek to keep from getting really upset.

“we were fine,” you started, crossing your arms in front of your chest. “we were fine on our own, and then you waltzed in our lives and shook everything up and now i don’t know which way is up and which way is down. i think you’re confusing yeoreum… and me and… and i don’t know how to feel about any of this.”

“this was fate and you know it.” and your answering scoff only spurned him on. “i don’t believe in coincidences and neither did you last i checked. you moved here so she could learn about her heritage, and of the millions of people in korea you still manage to run into me, she still found me.”

“yes… well we had our life just fine on our own – just me and yeoreum. what right-.”

“i’m her father!” his voice raised just enough to make you finally look at him, to see the hurt in his eyes as he spoke. “that’s what right. you’ve given me this… this incredible gift, something i didn’t even know i needed until a month ago and i refuse to let you take it away from me. i thought you and i were getting closer, but if you want to continue to hate me that’s fine, but i want to be in my daughter’s life and you can’t keep me from doing that.”

his eyes were glassy, as if he was keeping himself from crying over the situation as a whole and his breathing was heavy. you broke the eye contact you held with him, instead focusing on the rise and fall of his chest.

his response was answer enough for you.

answer for this entire thing you had been fighting off for the past month while you got to know each other again, while you got to spend time together as a family. you saw yeoreum smiling and laughing, jaehyun usually the cause of it. their dimples coming out in the exact same manner, and it was like within the month you felt your heart warm up in a way it hadn’t in years at the idea of it, the idea of him.

you realized you were happier around him too, and although you really were trying to protect yeoreum, you realized in that moment that you were also trying to protect yourself.

and that wasn’t fair to yeoreum, jaehyun… or you.

“i don’t.” you said softly, finally giving him a response he found cryptic.

“what?”

“i don’t hate you.” you clarified for him and he inhaled deeply.

“then why are you acting as if i’m an asshole when i’ve done nothing but try and prove to you that i’m not… that i care about you both.” his hands were thrown out at his sides in exasperation, finally realizing that it wasn’t anger he was feeling but fear.

“because it won’t just be her heart you’ll break if you decide to leave.” you gnawed at your lip, unsure of how he was going to respond to this.

“what do you…” he asked and his voice was softer now, taking a small step towards you.

“you’ll be breaking mine, too.” you said, and you finally made eye contact with him again and he could see it there.

the fear.

of rejection, of being hurt, of being left alone after becoming so quickly used to having another person be there with you. he understood then.

he closed the gap in a few steps, and he stood in front of you, his hands hesitating before he allowed them to rest on your arms.

“i know… i know this hasn’t been easy for you. that you’ve had terrible things said to you because i wasn’t there, and i can’t guarantee that when people find out, more things won’t be said. but the difference is that i’m here now. i’m here and i’m not going anywhere, and…” he trailed off for a moment, eyes searching yours before he finally continued. “i know there were no expectations five years ago, but i have them now. i know you feel this too, i know you do. and if i have to convince you every day that i’m not going anywhere, then i will.”

you didn’t realize you had started to cry until your tears started to burn your eyes and you wiped them away with a watery laugh.

“oh come on, i can’t have both my girls crying in one night.” and jaehyun swore his heart stopped when you looked up at him like that.

“then don’t say sweet things to make me cry.” you said, tone a little pouty.

“well if that’s what it takes,” jaehyun shrugged easily.

“yeah but,” your sentence was then interrupted by jaehyun’s phone vibrating incessantly in his pocket. he dug it out, ready to ignore the phone call but the name that popped up made him hit accept instead. you didn’t hear any of the other side of the conversation, only jaehyun’s.

“oh, really?” followed by a, “yes, that’s true.” and then, “not to be disrespectful, but i don’t care.” his eyes then jumping back to yours when he said, “then we’ll figure it out, this is more important to me.” before saying, “okay, i’ll see you tomorrow.” and finally hung up.

“what was that about?” you asked tilting your head to the side, your curiosity getting the better of you.

“that… was everyone finding out.” he said easily and your eyebrows shot up over widened eyes, “and as you heard me say – i don’t care. we’ll figure it out one way or another, all i know is that you, yeoreum… this family is far more impor – mmph!” and you didn’t give him the chance to finish his sentence because you threw your arms around his neck and kissed him.

the action familiar to you, recalling the way jaehyun had done the same all those years ago. jaehyun wasn’t one to miss an opportunity and so he kissed you back, his arms wrapping around you tightly and pulling you closer to him. the moment was one he had been wanting for weeks now, ever since he sat with you at the table and you showed him all the pictures.

and he didn’t waste a second, kissing you until you were both breathless and you finally pulled away.

“i’m sorry, i just…” you trailed off, finally seeing that happiness in his eyes again.

“don’t be, because i’m about to do it again.” he said with a smirk before closing the distance once more, this kiss much sweeter than the first. his palm flat against the small of your back, his other hand resting on your hip and everything about that moment with him felt right.

his lips, his warmth, his smile that you felt against your lips that fully interrupted the kiss.

“what is it?” you huffed playfully, and his smile turned into a small laugh.

“i just remembered something.” he said, his dimples appearing then.

“and that is…?”

“try again, huh?” he joked before planting a quick kiss to your lips, muffling your groan.

“it was the only thing that would stop her from crying as a baby.” you defended weakly.

“that’s my girl.” he said, nothing but pride in his voice, and you smacked him gently on the chest.

“our girl.” you corrected him easily, and the smile that lit up his face was breathtaking.

“our girl.”

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[b side: epilogue]

a year or so later…

a family outing is what jaehyun had called it when he woke up one morning asking if you wanted to go to the gardens that had a christmas lights display and you didn’t even get the chance to decide because yeoreum overheard as she stood at your doorway and was immediately excited.

“that settles that then,” you teased.

“as if you ever had a choice,” he said to you with a wink, calling a good morning to the sleepy girl who jumped into bed and cuddled with you both.

your little family had a lazy day in bed before you all finally rolled out of it to get ready for the lights, making sure that yeoreum – who was adamant that she didn’t need help picking out clothes anymore – bundled herself up in her puffy jacket, you pocketing her gloves that she had forgotten. jaehyun purposefully matched jackets with her, and you sighed knowing you had to do the same.

“we look like a little marshmallow family,” you commented as you walked through the gardens, the lights reflecting off of your face.

“yes but a cute one,” jaehyun retorted, teasing being his way of flirting and something you noticed never slacked off even after you had officially started dating him.

you hadn’t realized you had walked ahead of them and then you noticed neither of them were right behind you, you turned around to see jaehyun smiling brightly as he kneeled to whisper suspiciously to yeoreum, something that had been their thing ever since the beginning.

“really?!” yeoreum gasped aloud, eyes pleading with him to not be joking. you narrowed your eyes at them, desperately hoping jaehyun wasn’t telling her they would get the hamster she had been begging for. when jaehyun nodded in answer to her question, her entire body radiated with excitement and then his eyes pointedly looked from her to you a few times and yeoreum giggled.

she turned on her heel and skipped over to you, motioning for you to bend down so she could whisper in your ear – letting you in on the secret. as she whispered, your eyes widened slightly, and they softened as they easily found his.

you could feel yours slowly starting to tear up and you held them at bay for as long as you could. instead of saying anything aloud, you kept with the spirit of their game, their thing they shared, you whispered to yeoreum. you figured she’d skip back over to jaehyun to give him your response but instead she jumped up and down, turning to face jaehyun.

“she said yes!” she exclaimed loudly with her hands cupping around her mouth, squealing with enthusiasm. looking at jaehyun’s soft smile, eyes full of love for you and for the little girl you shared, the answer was obvious.

as if you could have possibly said no.

#gimmehyuck #masterlist #nct127 masterlist #nct 127 #nct 127 au #nct #nct 127 fic #jeong jaehyun #jaehyun au #jaehyun fic #jaehyun x yn #jaehyun x you #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #i wrote out a bit of my daddy issues with this one lmao

[imninahchan]

⌜ 𝐄𝐗-𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐎 ───── Vocês não têm mais nada, então isso significa que ele não deveria dormir na sua cama essa noite, né?

(𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀)Ꮺ aquele hc me deixou pensativa, não resisti, desculpa.

𓏲╰ ᰔᩚ ·# [𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐒] ↷ Jae!pai de menina, sexo sem proteção (!), muita dirty talk, elogios e degradação, daddy kink :)), finger sucking, dumbification, choking, jae!dom, um tapa no contexto sexual e um tapa fora, breeding.

— Tá bom — você suspira, com a mão na maçaneta, somente uma gretinha da porta restando, conforme guiou o homem para fora da casa —, boa noite.

Mas antes que conseguisse fechar a porta totalmente, despreocupada se vai ouvir algum cumprimento de volta, Jaehyun gira sobre os calcanhares, para te encarar mais uma vez. Sabe, eu ‘tava pensando...

— Não.

— ...sobre a festa de aniversário da nossa filha, na semana que vem. — Ele ri, soprando ar, mas não deixa de completar o raciocínio, mesmo diante da sua resistência automática. Esconde as mãos nos bolsos. — O que achou que eu fosse dizer?

Os seus olhos correm de um canto pra outro, evitando encará-lo enquanto, também, evita uma resposta verbal, senão uma irritaçãozinha. Ele, claro, porque não vale nada, aproveita-se da sua ausência de palavras pra responder por ti.

— O quê? Que eu ia pedir pra ficar? — a voz soa mais baixa, até mais rouca. O sorriso não abandona a face, canalha. — Que eu...

— E sobre o aniversário dela? — você corta. — O que ‘tava dizendo mesmo?

Jaehyun umedece os lábios, calando-se, feito se desse por vencido. “Nada demais”, conta, “só que eu vou chegar uma meio hora atrasado, mas não mais que isso. Por causa do trabalho.”

Hm, você murmura, de nariz em pé. O olhar passa pelo corpo na sua frente. Dos cabelos repartidos ao meio porque foram jogados pra trás de qualquer forma, o terno acinzentado, até os sapatos sociais.

Normalmente, a filha de vocês não fica com o pai nos dias de semana, porém hoje acabou sendo uma exceção quando precisou ligar para ele e pedir que a levasse na escola e buscasse no fim da tarde, pois estaria ocupada. Jaehyun não se opôs, estava na hora certinha do lado de fora da sua casa para pegá-la, e a trouxe de volta assim que você avisou que já estava em casa. Mas teve que deixá-lo subir, no entanto, coisa que você não costuma permitir. A pequena não queria largar do colo dele e só iria dormir se fosse o pai quem a colocasse na cama.

— Sabe — o tom de voz masculino soa baixo novamente. O Jung dá mais um passo à frente —, quando ela acordar, vai chamar pelo pai dela.

Você aperta o olhar.

— Aí, eu vou dizer pra ela que o pai dela está na casa dele — responde, simplista —, e que ela pode ver ele depois.

Jaehyun repuxa o sorriso, ladino.

— Ela vai chorar...

— Não vai, não.

— Vai, ela ‘tá chorando o dia inteiro. Ela ralou o joelho na escolinha hoje. — Mais um passo à frente, mais pertinho.

— Acontece.

— Qual foi? — Encosta o braço no batente da porta. — Não seja tão má, vai.

Você pende a cabeça, apoiando na porta. “O que você quer que eu faça, então?”, retruca, “Que te deixe dormir aqui?”

O sorriso no rosto dele aumenta, crescendo em câmera lenta, pilantra, mas sem mostrar os dentes. Por mais que mantenha a mesma pose, não pode negar, porém, que sente o corpo até arrepiar ao ser encarada de tal forma. Os olhos do homem brilhando, focando somente em ti. Tem vontade de socar a cara dele, de xingá-lo dos nomes mais vadios possíveis, e nem é a primeira vez que uma tensão assim se estabelece entre vocês.

Vai fazer quatro anos que estão separados. Você ficou com a casa, com o carro, com toda a parte do acordo que propôs no judicial. O Jung concordou com tudo, uma passividade que fez até a sua advogada destacar o quão obviamente ele ainda está apaixonado por você. Mas se manteve firme, não? Não pediu os papéis do divórcio por motivos fúteis — se a sua sogra não fosse tão filha da puta, talvez vocês ainda estivessem juntos.

Não tem muito o que reclamar de Jaehyun como um ex-marido, entretanto. Ele é mais que o pai dos finais de semana, sabe disso. A sua filha não sente a ausência dele, porque ele não se deixa ser ausente. Não precisa lembrá-lo de que se separou somente dele, não precisa lembrá-lo de que ainda é pai. E por mais que, às vezes, uma certa tensão como essa se estabeleça, na maioria das vezes, ele te deixa em paz.

Quer dizer...

— Sabe o que a sua filha falou pra mim ontem? — você cruza os braços. 

Ele ri, largo, o quê?

— Ela disse, ‘mamãe, seu namolado é muito feio’ — imita, com um tom de voz mais fino. — ‘O papai é mais bonito.’

Jaehyun continua rindo. Uma das mãos escapando dos bolsos da calça social para correr pelo rosto. Você, no entanto, não esboça nada senão a cara séria.

— Achou engraçado, é? — confronta, irritada. — Olha, Jaehyun, eu não quero você fazendo a cabeça da nossa filha.

Ele fica boquiaberto, ainda entre os sorrisos, a mão articula no ar, mas eu não fiz nada, se defendendo.

— Não é culpa minha se ela pensa assim — reforça. — E ela não tá nem errada, ‘cê sabe.

“Tsc, seu...”, até quer xingá-lo, esticando a mão para dar um soquinho no peito dele, mas engole o termo chulo, tal qual a mão é retida pelo homem, ainda no ar, antes de atacá-lo. A proximidade repentina te traz ainda mais pra perto. Tem que erguer o olhar para encará-lo e não se deixar abater.

— Esse namoradinho seu... — o termo no diminutivo soa debochado demais — ...ele sabe que isso não vai pra frente?

— Quem disse?

— Seus últimos relacionamentos fracassados, tentando me esquecer.

— Igual as putas que você fode, querendo me esquecer também?

— Que putas? — Sorri mais uma vez. A fala mais canalha vindo somente agora. — A última puta que eu fodi foi você.

O tapa estalado que você desfere na bochecha dele arde a pele alheia, é rápido, o pega desprevenido. Jaehyun pende a cabeça pro canto de leve, a língua empurra por dentro da boca, sob o local atingido. Até usa a palma da mão quente para circular o local. Mas é incrível como não perde a postura malandra.

— O quê? — Acaricia o próprio queixo, antes de esconder a mão no bolso de novo. — Não gosta mais de ser fodida como uma puta? Ele não te fode assim?

Você respira fundo. Poderia fechar a porta na cara dele, porém não faz.

— Ele, pelo menos... — o Jung continua — ...te fode bem?

O seu silêncio é o pior tipo de resposta possível nesse momento.

Jaehyun não segura o sorriso bobo, mordendo o lábio pra disfarçar regozijo. Ah, princesa...

— Não me chama assim — você, finalmente, se pronuncia.

— Por quê? — Ele deita a cabeça no batente da porta. — ‘Cê gostava tanto de ser a minha princesa... Não é? — Toca o seu queixo, arrastando o polegar de um lado ao outro. Ergue-se para ficar frente a frente contigo mais uma vez. — O que mais ‘cê gostava, hm? Muitas coisas, né? Era a minha princesa, mas uma princesinha tão suja, porra... Eu fazia o que fazia só pra agradar você, só pra te foder do jeitinho que gostava, lembra? — O toque do polegar sobe mais uns centímetros, escorregando, agora, por cima do seu lábio inferior. — ‘Cê lembra... É difícil esquecer, não? É difícil esquecer o papai.

— Jae...

— Shhh — a voz chia, suave. O foco dos olhos brilhantes estão na sua boca, bem onde o maldito polegar escorrega cada vez mais pra dentro, até afundar-se na sua saliva. — Comigo ‘cê não precisava pensar muito, né? Fazia o que você queria, como queria, na hora que queria. Pra que se importar, se o papai pode cuidar de tudo? Perfeito pra uma putinha boba que nem você, que só queria ser comida até o cérebro derreter, igual a porra escorrendo da buceta.

Você murmura, manhosa. Só não verbaliza nenhuma palavra porque está focada demais nas lembranças sórdidas que ele revive, e, claro, com os dois dedos que substituem o polegar dentro da sua boca.

E os dedos da outra mão do Jung se afogam entre os seus cabelos, a palma quente escorando contra a sua nuca. A sensação é tão gostosa, firme, que seu corpinho derrete, docinha. As pernas bambas só não te levam ao chão, porque o homem adentra porta a dentro contigo, fecha com os pés e te escora na parede mais próxima.

— Tô mentindo, hm? — prossegue conversando, a voz ecoando um charme caloroso pelos seus ouvidos. Você faz que não, a língua lambuzando a pele entre a saliva. Jaehyun sorri. — Não, né? O papai não mente. O papai te conhece muito, muito bem, princesa.

“Tanto que eu sei que esse cara com quem você tá saindo nem deve ter tocado em ti”, arrisca, certeiro. “Acertei, né? Ah, eu sei... Eu sei que você não daria pra ele. E por quê? Por que não tem vontade de foder com ele, hein? Por que ele não sou eu?”, o indicador escapa da sua língua, molhando pelo seu lábio superior, ao contorná-lo.

“É, é isso. É por isso. Não tem graça foder com outro senão eu, não é? Não quer contar pra mais ninguém o quão piranha você é, o quanto gosta de foder forte, de que te tratem mal”, os dedos encharcados escorrem pelo seu queixo, lambuzam de saliva pescoço abaixo, até a palma da mão se fechar na sua garganta. Porra, ele xinga, rouco. Roça o nariz ela sua bochecha, aspira o perfume do seu corpo, reconhecendo a fragrância importada que te deu de presente de casamento. “‘cê gostava até quando doía, ordinária. Me pedindo pra meter até ‘cê chorar, até as perninhas tremerem. Não importava a posição que eu te botasse, gemendo e pedindo mais, mais, igual uma cadelinha burra por pica.”

Encosta a ponta do nariz na sua, ambos de olhos fechados. O calor que as palavras te geram é tamanho que faz a sala de estar tão ampla e fresca ter a sensação térmica absurda de quente, feito a necessidade entre as suas pernas, interior de coxas se esfregando uma na outra.

E enquanto uma mão permanece adornando o seu pescoço igual um colar caro, a outra acaricia o canto do seu rosto, afetuoso.

— Vou te perguntar uma vez — ele sussurra —, e quero que você fale comigo, okay?

Você faz que sim, obediente.

Jaehyun capta o seu labio inferior com os dentes, erótico. Te faz arfar, as próprias mãos suando contra a superfície fria da parede.

— Diz pra mim, diz — ele começa — Quer que eu te foda agora?

Você resmunga, indignada. A boa consciência diz que não, te implora pra não se render, mas como se um diabinho murmurrasse no seu ombro, o corpo grita por senti-lo, por ser dele pelo menos por essa noite.

Por isso, a palavra que ecoa da sua boca é um não, só que mergulhado num tom tão docinho que só faz indicar o completo oposto do termo.

— Não? — Jaehyun imita, sarcástico.

— Não posso.

— Não pode? — e faz de novo. — Não pode, é? Não pode, papai... — Sorri, de canto, a covinha afundando no canto da boca. Leva a mão do seu pescoço para pegar a sua mandíbula, bruto. — Sobe pro nosso quarto, anda — orienta —, quero te encontrar sentadinha na nossa cama, e sem esse vestido.

É só ele te soltar pra você fazer seu caminho pelas escadas na frente dele. Jaehyun não tem pressa pra te acompanhar, sabe que será atendido, exatamente como pediu. Enquanto sobe os degraus, está retirando o blazer, em passos calmos pelo corredor oposto à porta do quarto da filha.

A porta da suíte está aberta, um sorrisinho não deixa de ressurgir na face masculina quando te vê nua, sentada sobre as panturrilhas, na cama de casal. Joga o casaco na poltrona mais próxima, trancando a porta em seguida.

Vem devagar, ignorando a ânsia estampada na sua face. O desejo exorbitante. Afrouxa a gravata, puxa o nó, deixando a peça cair no chão mesmo. Desfaz os botões da camisa nos pulsos, subindo um pouco as mangas pelo antebraço.

Quando está parado na sua frente, na beirada da cama, o olhar vai do seu rostinho mal iluminado por somente parte das luzes acesas até o teto espelhado. Mais uma vez que vai se ver virar uma putinha na minha mão, hm?

Segura nos cantos do seu rosto, os lábios tomam os seus com a mesma necessidade que você transborda ao ser facilmente deitada no colchão. As suas pernas se fecham ao redor da cintura dele, o quadril move-se loucamente para roçar o sexo já ensopadinho de tesão na braguilha dura da calça social. Não quer admitir pra si mesma, mas sentiu tanta falta disso — dele.

Jaehyun se aparta com um selinho no queixo, embora os seus resmungos queiram o manter por perto.

— Tenho que tirar isso — ele justifica, começando a puxar os botões da camisa.

Eu te ajudo, você murmura, os dedinhos correm para desafivelar o cinto, jogá-lo em um canto qualquer do quarto. Apalpa por cima da ereção, sentindo a umidade do tecido, culpa do seu roçar frenético em busca de algum prazer. Desculpa, sussurra, mordendo o lábio entre o sorriso, ao olhá-lo.

Jaehyun apenas ri, a cabeça tomba pra trás, retirando a camisa do corpo. O seu nariz se esfrega próximo às costelas dele, a boca também toca a pele quente, agora desnuda da cintura pra cima, ao passo que se encarrega de despi-lo abaixo. A língua lambe até quase no peitoral, sensual.

Quando a ereção ganha a atenção dos seus olhos, o Jung não te deixa nem tocá-la, pega na sua nuca, firme ao te domar.

— Quer na sua boquinha, ahm? — pergunta, bem baixinho. Você não consegue tirar os olhos. A ponta babadinha, um fiozinho fino se esticando até desaparecer conforme uma gotinha pinga na colcha. Saliva, faminta. — Quer meu pau fodendo a sua boca, é? Ou metendo na sua buceta? Olha pra mim! — Estala um tapa na sua bochecha, finalmente fisga o seu olhar. — Tão boba de tesão que leva pica em qualquer buraquinho, não é, princesa? Pô... — Sorri, delirante. — Quero meter tanto em você, sua cachorra.

Te deita na cama de novo, dessa vez arrastando os joelhos no colchão ao se colocar por cima. Empurra as suas coxas contra o seu torso, te abrindo inteirinha pra ele, mas logo os joelhos estão se ancorando nos ombros do Jung, numa posição que você sabe, vai fazê-lo ir tão fundo que os olhinhos já se reviram de satisfação.

Jaehyun esfrega o falo pesado pra cá e pra lá, por cima da buceta molhadinha. A bagunça úmida fica ainda maior quando surra com a cabecinha gorda bem no seu pontinho sensível, te fazendo choramingar, agarrada aos lençois da cama.

É sacana quando te olha, assistindo à sua reação de desespero. Morde o seu joelho, apontando lá embaixo finalmente, é tudo seu, meu amor, sussurrando antes de empurrar-se pra dentro.

Escutar o som prazeroso que ecoa da garganta dele te faz piscar, espremendo ainda mais tudo o que te adentra com gosto. Chama o nome dele, Jae, toda manhosinha, os braços esticados para abraçá-lo enquanto é dominada por completo.   Talvez ele estivesse certo mais cedo, você realmente se pergunta se outro cara vai te fazer sentir tão cheia, tão sedenta, tão... Argh, e quando ele começa a meter em você, tão deliciosamente fundo que se toca na região do ventre, sente doer, músculos rígidos, retesados.

Não consegue se mover, senão torcer os dedinhos dos pés de tanto prazer. Os olhos se fecham, pálpebras sendo apertadas, deixando-se ser tomada pela queimação extasiante na boca do estômago. Aí, a mente viaja de tal forma, louquinha de desejo, que não consegue emitir outro som a não ser os gemidinhos, ah, ah, ah, que eram pra ser contínuos mas são quebrados por cada choque das bolas na sua bunda.

Jaehyun ergue minimamente o torso, apenas para tapar a sua boca com a palma da mão.

— Cala a porra da boca — soa rígido, cuspindo as palavras quase num rosnado de frenesi. — Eu sei que a sua função de putinha tonta é ficar gemendo igual uma cadela quando ganha pau na buceta, mas ‘cê não quer acordar ninguém, quer?

Os seus olhinhos se arregalam de leve, faz que não, acenando.

— Isso, muito bem. — Roça a ponta do nariz pelas suas têmporas, a voz rouca ainda pertinho pra continuar conversando com você. — Não quer parar agora, não é? Hm? Não... Quer mais, quer foder mais. Quer meter até ganhar porra quentinha aí, né? Ah, princesa, dá última vez que eu enchi essa buceta de porra, também te dei um bebê. Quer mais um, ahm? — Joga os quadris com mais velocidade, impiedoso. O rosto coladinho no seu. — Quer, hm? Quer? Quer que eu lote de porra até essa bucetinha cuspir tudo pra fora, e eu socar de novo? Eu faço pra você, eu faço...

Você o deixa fazer, o que não é uma surpresa. Nem mesmo se passa pela sua mente algum consequência quando só visualiza o sorriso canalha do homem que te faz gozar duas vezes seguidas, sem pausas, sobre a cama em que ele costumava fazer a mesma coisa. Ao fim, você está tão exausta que desmonta, apaga o cérebro, nua, completamente dolorida e encharcada entre as pernas.

Quando acorda, é no mesmo horário que seu despertador costuma tocar bem cedinho, para que possa arrumar a filha pra escola. Levanta apressada, não se lembra de ter se coberto com a colcha e nem de deitar a cabeça no travesseiro, mas ignora o vestido jogado no chão e vai para o banheiro se arrumar de uma maneira apresentável para aparecer no quarto da filha.

Mas antes mesmo de abrir a porta e dizer bom dia, flor do dia, a pequena já está desperta, sentadinha na beirada da cama enquanto o pai termina de ajeitar o penteado cheio de elásticos coloridos e presilhas de cabelo.

— Bom dia, mamãe! — ela cantarola, no mesmo tom que você tem o costume de fazer para ela. — O papai dormiu aqui comigo, o papai tá aqui em casa. Olha o papai, mãe, olha! Olha!

Você não sabe o que dizer, atônita, parada no corredor, com a porta do quartinho todo colorido aberta para aquela cena. Leva o olhar para o Jung, o terno de ontem a noite intacto cobrindo o corpo, faltando apenas dar o nó da gravata e vestir o blazer. Os cabelos ainda úmidos de um banho no qual ele com certeza usou as suas coisas no banheiro da suíte.

— E, agora... — ele começa, ao finalizar o cabelo da filha. A pega no colo, de modo que possa ficar deitada por cima dos antebraços, imitando um aviãozinho no ar até a porta. — ...vamo’ tomar café, mocinha! — Arrasta a pronúncia da última palavra, teatral, enquanto os sons alegres da risada infantil preenche a casa. — Depois, o papai vai te levar pra escola, vamo’.

— Eba! — ela grita, eufórica.

Você segura no braço dele, Jae, chamando baixinho antes de deixá-lo zarpar pelo corredor até a cozinha.

— Relaxa — é o que te responde, exibindo um sorrisinho de canto. — A gente conversa mais tarde, pode ir dormir. Eu cuido das coisas aqui... Porque o papai tá em casa! — Volta a brincar com a pequena, balançando-a no ar.

— O papai tá em casaaa! — a sua filha imita de volta, até te fazendo esboçar um sorriso tímido diante de tanto entusiasmo.

#DADDYS HOOOOME KRL PAPAI CHEGOU #marie me ensinou a mudar a cor das coisas agr eu tô impossível amei #imninahchan #nct 127 #nct smut #nct #nct jaehyun #nct jaehyun smut #jaehyun smut #jaehyun

[thewonandonly]

01:57 — if you were my little girl, i'd do whatever i could do, i'd run away and hide with you l daddy issues by the neighbourhood

here's a little snippet to a fic im writing 🫣 erm, i hope you enjoy!

jaehyun leaned his arm on the wall, right above your head. his face was close enough to see the details. he smelt good - like rose and ember; so much so it was intoxicating. his dimples and his eyes as he smiled, the faint stubble along his chin and upper lip. sculpted from marble by michelangelo himself.

the faint smell of alcohol from his red solo cup and a puddle of the spilled liquor from a drunk attendee swirled around the both of you.

"don't you have a game tomorrow?" you spoke into his ear over the music, feeling your heart flutter as he turned his head slightly so you didn't have to move much.

he chuckled, shrugging, "it's kinda tradition to visit before a game." he responded, his lips gently brushing against your cheek as he spoke.

you nodded as he moved back to his position, smiling at him, "so, do you always linger around the university or...?"

"no," he shook his head, "but, i mean, if i got to find someone as beautiful as you, maybe it's not a bad idea."

someone nudged behind him, causing him to straighten up with his chest hitting your own. he had you pressed flush against the wall, but he obviously wasn't focused on that as he glanced behind him, "a lot of energy for you students." he laughed as he looked back at you, "must be nice to be young."

you laughed, smiling at him, "aren't you only 26?"

"well, yeah, but..." he playfully rolled his neck over his shoulders, "at some point in time, these old bones have to rest."

"and you decided to do that at your old frat house with a bunch of newly turned 21 year olds?"

he shrugged again, "better than the old farts in the league." he glanced around the party, noticing multiple of the attendees either drinking to their restless end, making out with some of the bubbly blonde sorority sisters or passed out on the ground, table or couch. "but, you're right. wanna head out?"

"yo-you wanna leave with me?"

he laughed, "yeah!" he smiled, his dimples making an appearance once more, "how rare is it that i meet a beautiful woman here among all these girls?"

you blushed at his compliment, smiling before nodding your head, "yeah. yeah, let's head out."

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[mull3ts]

— ONE WAY TiCKET

— Did you ever want a one way ticket into someone's deepest secrets, feelings, obsessions, and weaknesses? I heard a yes! Then look no further than One Way Ticket—you'll learn about various men's secrets that they swore to either take to the grave or make public. All of their deepest darkest weaknesses all on display for you! (Talk about vulnerability...) Have fun going through all of the fun (Less than moral) things you'll uncover! After all, you do have a one way ticket to the maybe not so well kept secrets of the hottest men out there. Use it wisely, or else you might as well find an angry wife. You know what they say! Crying is for wives.

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Smut (18+), Dilfs & Stepcest (Stepfathers and stepbrothers), infidelity, do not continue if you are not comfortable with any of the warnings.

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Stepfather! Jaemin

I meant it when I said less than moral, who wouldn't want to spend the summer with your very own stepfather: Mr. Na Jaemin. Jaemin had met you before he'd met your nother and from that moment on, he knew you were practically the one for him but one problem though—he was in some sort of entanglement with your mother. However, there is always something called a compromise and in the mean time—you'd do whatever he asks of you.

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐃𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Stepfather! Yuta

With your stepdad, he makes everything feel like 100 degrees. And while it really might feel like 100 degrees outside, Mr. Nakamoto Yuta makes it feel so much hotter. Yuta doesn't really mind though, he can take the heat, he can take it all he wants—but you? Well, he's not quite sure. And what better way is there to eliminate uncertainty than with a fun little test drive? It surely can't hurt anybody.

𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Mark

Mark Lee is a responsible man. He knows exactly what he's doing and how to do it, always. The once shy and timid young man in him has dissipated into who he is today—a man who knows a thing or two. So when you come strolling your way into his life acting the way you do, he can't help but knock some sense into you!

𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐘?

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Stepfather! Jeno

You are truly an enigma to Lee Jeno, your all too crisp and clean stepfather who appears to honestly either wear suits or a wife beater shirt—that's it. On the outside you seem like a perfectly confident young woman who's striving to do her best in post-secondary education. However, with him, you can't even look him in the eyes half the time.

𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐈𝐓!

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Jaemin, Bunny Hybrid! Reader

He can't help it, he wish he could sometimes, but he can't! He knows what Jeno said about making impulsive purchases, but of course, Jaemin believes (and knows) you're absolutely not an impulsive purchase. So, he takes on the challenge of taking the best care of you—his "pretty, pretty bunny". Personally, you think this “Mr. NaNa” is kinda cool to be around.

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Johnny

You almost sob when your puppy decides to jump over the fence into the lawn of Mr. Johnny Suh. There was no way you were going to just knock on his door and ask for your puppy back, not when you once had an incident with him. While your helpless puppy is in Mr. Suh's care, he finds a way to torment you through his window.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Stepfather! Johnny

He just wants to touch you for a minute! He's never felt quite this jealous, but he feels jealous now—who does this boy think he is? He wants to do so, so many things to you but, he's afraid of what might happen after...or not happen. Maybe three seconds is enough for his heart to quit it.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐄

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Stepfather! Jaehyun

Jaehyun is supposed to know better. He knows better. He knows so much better, so he thinks of a plan. He's not exactly sure it'll be pretty but, it'll leave him a single man again who's more than welcome to court you the proper way and maybe not in the stepdad way. What he wasn't expecting was all the questions you had for him.

!BONUS! 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Dilf! Stepfather! Johnny

Johnny doesn't like to waste time, so to put it in the most simplest way possible—he does everything better.

[ JOiN THE TAGLiST ] — © mull3ts/earth-to-that-asian, 2023

#nct smut #nct dilf #nct daddy #jaehyun smut #jeno smut #jaemin smut #johnny smut #johnny suh smut #johnny seo smut #mark smut #mark lee smut #yuta smut #haechan smut #donghyuck smut #donghyuk smut

[neochan]

BETTER THAN ME (M)

PAIRING | sugar daddy!jaehyun x sugar baby!reader

SYNOPSIS | when he notices other men giving you attention, jaehyun drags you into the nearest bathroom and reminds you why you're his.

WC | 2.2k

WARNINGS | mentions of catcalling, dom!jaehyun, slight degradation, jealous!jaehyun, clothe ripping, fingering, dirty talk obvi, wall sex, daddy kink, finger sucking, petnames ie; baby, slut, doll (he only says it once to mock reader) creampie + cute dimpled jae

A.N | requested by anon! hope you like it !

you shouldn’t have worn a skirt today.

long stares and quick glances alike have you on your toes, eyes shifting to jaehyun who only glares and squeezes your hand a little tighter, but ultimately, he keeps on the sidewalk, dragging you past shop after shop.

“baby! can we go in there?” you ask excitedly, pointing at the large windows displaying sexy lingerie, and shaking his hand to grab his attention. the prettiest blue lace top was worn proudly on the mannequin and paired with matching bottoms, inviting you in with a promise to find something to you and jaehyuns liking.

“later.” he replies gruffly, not bothering with a second glance.

from across the street you hear a group of men whistle and catcall you.

“pretty skirt doll!”

“nice ass!”

“why don’t you come hold my hand?”

jaehyuns head snaps towards them, a glare overtaking his whole face and for a second you feel like he’s going to pull away from you and confront them, but you giggle and squeeze his palm, “come on jae, ignore them.”

but he can’t.

this has been happening all day. the whistles, the taunts, the jeering, the fucking cat calling, and it’s driving. him. mad.

“ignore them?” he sneers, still glaring at where they’re laughing and drinking on the front steps of a pub, “i wanna fucking end them.”

you roll your eyes, “you’re so dramatic.”

he glances at you before setting his jaw and tugging you faster. ‘dramatic’ he mumbles under his breath, walking so fast you stumble, heels scraping against the concrete.

‘slow down!’ you whine, but he doesn’t.

where was he going? the car was in the other direction and you were getting to the end of the strip mall, only abandoned shops towards this end. very few people were walking around down this way, so it still begged the question where the hell was jung jaehyun taking you?

you squeal when he gives you a sharp pull into a bathroom off the strip, slamming the metal door closed and locking it.

“jae!!” you shriek.

“oh shut up doll,” he mocks, pushing you back against the bathroom door and curling his fingers under the fabric of your t-shirt, “what no giggles for me?”

“come on-“

“no” he interrupts, thumbing the skin underneath your bra, and leaning closer to you, almost nose to nose now, “you wanna be all smiley for those random fucks out there. you think they could fuck you like i do? pay for your fucking lifestyle like me? provide for you like i can?” his hands yank down your bra, ripping it like it was only a piece of thread.

“jae!!” you squeal.

“yeah that’s my fucking name baby, no need to wear it out.” a chilling grin stretches out on his lips before he dips his head down and takes one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking harshly on the sensitive bud. one of his hands drops down to toy with the hem of your skirt, wondering to himself if he should rip that too.

“what has gotten in to you?” you breathlessly ask, fingers threading themselves into his hair and tugging at the roots when he bites down on your nipple.

“oh shut up.” he stands up tall and spins you around, pushing you flat against the door. his knee knocks apart your thighs, two of his fingers snaking under your skirt and into your underwear to rub between your folds, “is this for me? or them?” he asks, alluding to the fact that you were so wet it was leaking past your panties and onto your thighs. jealousy drips from his lips like venom and it has you subconsciously arching your ass back against him.

“y-you.”

“better be me.” he sneers, pushing his fingers into you, the squelch of your arousal ricocheting off the bathroom walls. you pulse around his fingers with each flick of his wrist, and he can feel himself growing hard in his suit pants, “what? you like hearing how much of fucking slut you are? that’s why you wore this pretty little skirt, isn’t it? so every man that looks in your direction wants to fuck you?”

“no daddy! just you.” sobs leave your chest in spurts and your legs want to give out from how hard Jaehyuns fingers are pistoning in and out of you, but you stay in place.

a satisfied hum leaves the back of his throat right before he takes his fingers and puts them to your lips, “suck.” you open up and he shoves his fingers down your throat, the taste of yourself heavy on your tongue, “good girl. gonna fuck you dumb.” he mumbles, busying himself with undoing his pants.

“jae we can’t-“ you start, worried that someone was going to need the bathroom and find it locked then call maintenance or something and the two of you would be caught. you were an overthinker at its worst.

“oh yes we can. and you’re gonna enjoy it right?” he snarls.

“y-yes, but -”

“no buts.” he interjects, “i’m gonna fuck you until you remember who you belong too because apparently it’s been forgotten in that tiny brain of yours since you wanna show off for other men.” his hand guides his length against you, rubbing it between your folds before pushing in with no warning.

“a-ahh” you moan, palms slapping against the metal door in attempt to hold on to something, anything, while he slowly pushes into you, bottoming out for only a split second before pulling out and doing it again.

“god your pussy feels so good, so fucking tight for daddy.” he groans, his own eyes fluttering shut when he feels your walls reflexively spasm around his cock. one of his hands reaches up to fist your hair, pulling it tight so that you have to lean back against his chest, your ear next to his lips and his other hand grabs at your waist, your skirt bunched just above it.

you squirm against him, the stretch of his cock a little too much for you to take. usually he prepped you well, but with this impromptu session, that wasn’t an option, and you could feel just how sore it was going to leave you later. “fuck, you’re so deep!” your cheek is smushed against the cold metal door and your words come out a bit garbled, but jaehyun knows what you’re saying, after all, he’s been able to make out your sentences when his cocks been stuffed down your throat in the past.

“yeah? still want the attention of all those other men, or is mine enough?” his jealousy still peeks through despite the position he has you caught in, “they couldn’t come close to how good I feel in you, huh?” when you don’t answer him, too caught up in how good it felt to have his cock thrusting in and out of you, he tugs harshly on your hair, “answer me slut.”

“i don’t know daddy!!” you sob, scalp hurting and legs about to give out from the force of jaehyun pressing into you.

“oh you don’t know?” he sounds a bit disappointed, “you think they could fuck better than me?” his hand drops out of your hair and favors the other side of your waist, fingernails digging into the skin which leaves you to yelp and jump in his hold, “i’ve got some news for you baby,” each word is punctuated by a distinct and harsh thrust that abuses your  g-spot and leaves you incoherently moaning, “no one fucks better than me.”

even though he sounded a bit full of himself you knew it was true. every time jaehyun opened his wallet for you, you knew you were getting fucked into next week. it was the agreement between the two of you; the sugar mixed with spice, and you had everything nice to give him.  

“d-daddy please.” and even though you’re whimpering like you can’t take anymore, you find yourself throwing your ass back against him, meeting each thrust and making it way more pleasurable than you were used too.

“please what slut, i’m already fucking you.” he chuckles into your ear, the grip on your hips becoming tighter as he starts to reach his orgasm, but he’ll be damned if you don’t cum first.

the way his hips snap into you has you crying out, legs wobbling and lips trembling.

“i know you love getting used like this,” he grunts, tongue poking a dimpled cheek, “but it’s pathetic that i have to fuck you in a public bathroom because you refuse to dress yourself properly. don’t dress like this if you don’t wanna be a free use slut, okay?” he presses a cheeky kiss to the back of your neck and inhales the fruity scent your shampoo leaves, groaning when your walls squeeze him sporadically, the telltale sign you were about to finish.

“j-jae..” you mewl, your growing orgasm becoming more intense with each thrust of his cock. the way his chest feels pressed against your back ignites the fire deep in your tummy till you’re burning up. his chest muscles made you dizzy when you saw them, and here you were feeling them; you felt like you could pass out.

“i know baby, i know.” he coos into your ear, rapidly fucking into you, “cum on my cock, thaaats it.” he draws out the last couple syllables, fucking you through your orgasm, a rush of your arousal leaking all over the front of his suit pants.

“oh my god daddy, right there!” you squeal, sobs wracking your chest as you come apart, easily pliable under his rough hands now that you were left vulnerable to his touch. you try catching your breath but your head is spinning, “i- i came.” you declare pointedly, trying to gather you bearings, but jaehyun has no intention of stopping.

“that’s good, but i haven’t yet.” he growls, his left hand coming up to wrap itself in your hair again, threading the fingers through the roots he gives a harsh tug before absolutely destroying you.

you didn’t think it was possible for him to go harder, but apparently it was because you’re pretty sure if anyone was standing outside the door they would be able to hear just how hard he was fucking you. the overstimulation is a little too much, his swollen cock bruising your sensitive walls, and the pressure makes your legs shake, leaving you to involuntarily close your thighs. he catches on, “open those legs before i pick you up and fuck you against the wall instead.”

it was a promise, not a threat and it has you opening your legs back up despite your brain yelling at you. you’d rather take the brunt of it now, knowing that if you were strung up in jaehyuns arms you’d be subject to his jealousy. there was no way you could stand another orgasm… or two, or three.

“wanna be filled with daddys cum?” he groans, and you find yourself rapidly nodding your head yes, “gonna stuff this pussy full pretty girl.”

you can feel his cock twitch in you every time you squeeze around him, and his thrusts become sloppy while he loses himself in you, the sweet smell of your perfume driving him absolutely crazy. he’s surrounded by you, in more way than one and he can’t help but lose himself, driving deeper than he has before.

“fuckkk.” he curses, long strings of moans and grunts rumbling deep in his chest as he empties himself into you, fucking his cum deep. “take it, baby.” he says through gritted teeth. his hand is wound so tightly in your hair, a few strands come out when he releases his hold.

you’re left panting, cheek still held against the door, even when he slips out of you and tucks himself back in his stained suit pants. “baby?'' he questions, a curious brow raised, “you okay?”

“i’m fine.” you chuckle, pushing yourself off the door and stumbling a bit. he latches on to you and helps you regain your balance, “just a little wobbly.”

jaehyun presses a kiss to your forehead and hugs you tightly, the spicy smell of polo red invading your nostrils, “you did so well for me darling. i’m sorry my jealousy got a hold of me.”

“it’s okay jae,” you start, hands hurriedly trying to fix your shirt but realizing your bra was ripped beyond repair, “aw man, i really liked this one.”

he recognizes your disappointment and is quick to squash it, “ah my love! let’s go visit that shop you wanted to see and i'll buy you three new pairs. I shouldn’t have been so rough with you-“

“jae.” you reiterate, “I’m fine. i loved it, don’t worry.”

he chuckles, deep dimples poking the sides of his cheeks, “okay then. first we go to the shop to get you some new sets, then off to get me new suit pants –” you giggle into your palm when you see your arousal mixed with his cum splashed across the crotch of his light grey suit pants, and he smiles, “and then lunch maybe?”

you nod, gracious for this wonderful being you’ve been graced with.

even if he was just a sugar daddy.

-

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#neowritingsnet #jaehyun smut #nct smut #nct jaehyun smut #jaehyun x reader #jung jaehyun smut #jung jaehyun x reader #jeong jaehyun #nct x reader #nct 127 smut #nct 127 x reader #sugar daddy jaehyun

[ncityprincess]

anything for you, princess 👑

pairing: actor/sugar daddy? jaehyun x influencer?/sugar baby? female reader 

plot: tldr; reader gets flown out by actor jaehyun and they have sexy time for the first time 😁

MINORS DNI

note: this is my first ever story. i’ve been sitting on this idea for a minute and decided to go for it. this is extremely self indulgent. happy reading! 👑🍭

she woke up earlier than her alarm had, given she’d spent the past eight or so hours tossing and turning in bed anticipating the next day. she shot out of bed and started her day with one thing on her mind: him. 

him being her latest beau jeong jaehyun. it had all started a few months back. it was spring time, and she decided she wanted to bring some romantic energy to her instagram page. feeling flirty, the woman had uploaded a photo of herself holding a single red rose, adorned in a blood red satin dress that flattered her curvy figure. nothing too out of the ordinary, as she frequently posted pretty pictures of herself. 

apparently mr. jeong, seoul’s most popular up-and-coming actor, felt the dress flattered her too. the oh-so handsome star wasn't the type to use social media outside of work purposes, as it wasn't really his thing, but the picture had innocently landed on his explore page. anyone with eyes would have clicked on the picture too–she was beautiful! even though he knew dating could interfere with his career, he still felt like there was something about her. he took the chance and sent her a harmless message. i mean, it’s worth a shot right? you were too alluring to pass up.

 “i’d send you 11 more to make it a dozen, beautiful🌹” 

she read the message with a bit of a shy, but curious smirk.

that was a good one she had to admit.

she typically wasn’t one to read her message requests, after all, those guys usually weren’t her type. creep after creep. loser after loser. no thanks. 

but him. 

there was something about him. 

she clicked on his profile picture to see who this @_jeongjaehyun guy was. she had to admit his follower count was pretty daunting, she'd never been approached by someone like this before, but she continued to investigate further, wanting to see what else this jeong jaehyun had to offer. based on his bio he was an actor in korea. she hadn’t been too familiar with korean films, but she figured he had to be pretty talented if he had this many supporters. scrolling through his profile made her even more intrigued as she dug further. tons of behind the scenes footage from his films, pictures of trophies he’d collected from numerous award shows, mysterious and endearing videos of him riding his bike around the city with romantic music playing. jeong jaehyun was an enigma. she wanted him. 

he was annoyingly handsome, had romantic features, an entire catalog of acting experience. she definitely liked what she saw, but she just had to dig just a little more. she eventually accepted the message request and thought of a witty enough reply, not wanting to seem too bold. 

“maybe i’d let you 💋”

from there everything fell into place. he was perfect. he was equal parts suave and dorky. he had the most elaborate, yet elementary jokes. he spoiled her ROTTEN. christian louboutin, prada, la perla, chanel. she named it, he bought it. he wanted her to know how sincere his feelings about her were, and chose to show it through sending her pretty little presents every so often.

"beautiful girls deserve the most beautiful things" he would say.

the months went on and on...

he understood her, he listened to her, they had a deep and genuine connection. even with her being in new york city and him in seoul, they utilized every bit of free time to connect. face time became their norm over the past few months, and while it was convenient, it just wasn’t enough. they needed to be with one another in person. 

so it was settled: he bought her a first class ticket to seoul, arranged to have a driver pick her up from her apartment and drive her to the airport, sent his own chauffeur to drive her to his pent house apartment in seoul, and the two would finally meet. because he had an afternoon schedule around the time she would land in seoul, he left a spare key for the front desk along with her full name, granting her access to his apartment. she felt a huge responsibility being left alone with his luxurious apartment, but she also felt comforted knowing he trusted her that much. 

“i’ll see you soon, baby” 

she grabbed her packed belongings, most of which being the pretty presents jaehyun bought for her during these few months of them talking. she figured he would love to see her strutting around in the gifts he bought for her. she endured the extremely long flight from new york city to seoul, knowing each minute would bring her closer to her lover.

once the driver dropped her off at his penthouse, she grabbed the key from the receptionist after giving her full name, and made her way up to the 127th floor. she stared out of the glass elevator windows, looking out at the sea of city lights. with each floor the elevator ascended her heart raced faster and faster. 

he had told her to make herself at home. “my house is your house baby, do whatever you need to do to make yourself comfortable while i’m out. i left my card incase you need anything. see you soon.”

she set her red luggage down and made her way into his bathroom. he had left out a towel and wash cloth for her, along with any toiletries she may have needed. she stepped into the luxurious rainfall shower and fantasized about how the next few weeks would go…

she had just finished applying her lip gloss when she heard the front door open. she looked over herself one last time in the big full length mirror in jaehyun’s closet and quickly made her way to the entryway. he pulled the door open and immediately made eye contact with her. they stared at each other passionately before he set his keys down and quickly pulled her in for a kiss. no words needed to be exchanged, it was time to let their bodies speak for them. she reached up and grabbed his face, kissing him back with urgency. she moaned into his mouth, releasing months of pent up energy. the moment she had been waiting for was finally here. he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist, inadvertantly knocking off her red bottoms he’d gifted her at one point.

“gosh jae, i’m happy to see you too” she giggled

he smiled against her lips and smacked her lightly on her ass. he finally made it to his bedroom and tossed her onto his silk bed sheets. she squealed when he dove right on top of her not wasting any time. his hands made his way to the hem of her crop top and ripped it off of her. he pulled back from her a little bit to look down at her riled up form.

“pretty, i bought this for you too huh?” he chuckled, tracing the top of her red lacy bra where her cleavage spilled out. “uh huh” she moaned. he grabbed her hand to help her sit up so he could take her bra off. he pulled off the rest of her clothes, along with the matching cheeky lace panties and gently laid her back down. he went right back into kissing her plump lips. the two lovers put their all into their kisses, making up for all the lost time. the months of phone calls, face times, letters, postcards, texts, naughty texts—the works. as amazing as these last few months were, nothing beats this feeling right now. finally being able to put their hands on one another. his hands massaged her large breasts, making electricity race through her body. his kisses slowly creeped down her cheek, her jaw, her neck, her décolletage, finally landing on her boobs. he kissed and fondled her chest with intense admiration. 

“you’re perfect”

she sighed and slowly tilted her head back into the pillows, fully immersing herself into the moment. all the nights she spent desperately yearning for his hands to explore her body and now she was living it. it was so much more than she could have ever imagined. he focused his tongue on her left nipple, swirling it around slowly. he wanted to take his time with her. savor the taste of her. the feeling of her. his beautiful girl. she moaned softly, running her manicured nails through his soft locks, encouraging him to keep going. his hand started to explore her body a little further, aiming for the spot she needed him most. his fingers softly landed on her clit, making her heart speed up. he looked up at her with her nipple still in his mouth and he gave her a cheeky grin. 

“this ok with you, princess?” 

she nodded eagerly, grabbing his hand and placing more pressure onto her clit, urging him to do something. he chuckled softly, taking the hint, and spread her plush thighs apart a little more. he wanted to make sure he had plenty of room to make her feel real good. he rubbed his fingers up and down her folds, getting his fingers wet with her arousal. she couldn’t believe how wet she was already. he made a noise of approval at her wetness and eventually his middle finger made it’s way into her warm hole. she instantly felt herself flutter against his finger. it had been so long since she’d been touched, it was all so overwhelming. she bucked her hips against his hand, asking for more. she whined loudly when his ring finger joined his middle inside of her. he kept his pace steady, admiring how gone she already was. 

“you like this baby?” jaehyun asked sweetly, with a hint of condescension.

“mmm so good jae, i want you so fucking bad” she moaned.

his fingers picked up the pace, hitting her sweet spot repeatedly. he pounded her with such force that she began rocking against his fingers greedily. she was so close to letting go. eventually she hit her peak and let out drawn out, lewd sound of satisfaction. she swore she was seeing stars.

“atta girl” 

she panted, making her chest raise up and down as she came down from her orgasm. as satisfied as she felt, she needed MORE. she was insatiable. she needed to feel all of him and she needed it NOW. she shot up and crashed her lips against his. jaehyun hadn’t taken his clothes off the whole time, leaving her aching to see him. she unbuttoned his dress shirt hurriedly and pushed it off of his broad shoulders. she pulled away to admire his muscular form. she couldn’t believe he was all hers. he gave her a smirk, gesturing to his body.

“like what you see, princess?”

with a bat of her eyelashes and a sweet smile, she unbuckled his belt and tossed it somewhere, then pulled off his pants and underwear in one go. jaehyun sat up against the headboard with his legs out straight, while she kneeled perpendicular to him, leaning over to touch his dick. she grazed the tip of his thick member with her finger tips. she leaned down and gave the tip a few sweet kisses and he cooed at her, stroking her hair. she finally licked a stripe from the base to the top of his dick and went to work with her mouth. she swirled her tongue all around his dick, wanting to make him feel good. he groaned and spit out a “good girl” through clenched teeth. she looked up at him with the most sultry bedroom eyes she could muster. her dark, smokey makeup she applied earlier definitely helped. he made a makeshift ponytail with his fist and bunched up her hair, not pulling but just holding it there. soon after he pulled her off of his dick, not wanting to cum that way.

“fuck, lay down baby” jaehyun said and got back on top of her. he placed a pillow under her head and her hips, making sure she was comfortable. he gave her one last kiss on her nose before lining his tip up with her entrance, slowly pushing himself into her warm hole. they both moaned out in unison, enjoying the intimacy of this moment. he began to pick up the pace, making her squeak and grab onto his strong biceps. her boobs bounced with each strong thrust, driving jaehyun absolutely insane. his eyes flickered from her beautiful fucked out face, back to her soft, voluptuous body. 

“you feel so good baby, can’t believe i finally get to have you like this. so perfect” jaehyun said while pounding her even harder. her hold on his biceps became stronger as she needed something to anchor herself onto. her moans got louder and louder, as did the sounds of their bodies crashing together. he grabbed her leg, placed it onto his shoulder, pressed a gentle kiss on her calf, then on her ankle, and finally the sole of her foot. she felt her soul leave her body as she begged him for more.

“please baby pleaseee” she whined.

he grabbed her other leg and placed it on his shoulder and thrusted at a deeper angle, really hitting the perfect spot. 

“fuck jae keep fucking me like that please baby”

he looked down at where their bodies collided and noticed her hand sneak down the front of her body. she played with her clit, desperately trying to reach her peak again. he grabbed both of her wrists, pinning them at the sides of her head and interlaced their fingers. their foreheads touched and they looked deeply into each other’s eyes. their lips met again, this time the kiss was passionate and needy. desperately wanting to finish each other off. finally, she felt the familiar sensation of an orgasm arriving and she let go, moaning her man’s name for the whole world to hear. he finished soon after with a guttural sound, emptying everything he had to offer into her. they laid there in bliss, waiting for their heart rates to return back to normal. 

jaehyun was about to pull out to get a bath started for the two of them but she wrapped her arms and legs around him, trapping him in place.

“no please, not yet” she said in a small voice, not wanting to ruin the intimate atmosphere. he chuckled softly, pressing soft kisses all over her pretty, flushed face. 

“anything for you, princess”

the end 💋

#jaehyun smut #jaehyun x y/n #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun x oc #nct 127 smut #nct 127 hard thoughts #nct 127 hard hours #nct smut #nct imagines #nct x reader #nct jaehyun #nct #nct 127 #jeong jaehyun #sugar daddy jaehyun #sugar daddy nct #nct aus #imagine nct

[markleelately]

GUYS PLS THIS IS SO SERIOUS 😭😭🤣🤣🤣

#nct smut #nct scenarios #nct #nct imagines #jaehyun x y/n #nct angst jaehyun #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun daddy #jaehyun scenarios

[hyunjungjae]

— …If u were my lil girl...

avisos: n tem nada, bem fluff, angst por conta do daddy issues, bastante daddy issues e uma cena meio sugestiva…

a/n: feliz dia dos pais só pra quem tem daddy issues c essa aq

Era mais uma noite que deixava Jaehyun cuidar de ti, estava triste, uma briga com seu pai foi o suficiente para arruinar o resto do teu dia. Se não fosse pelo Jaehyun, agora mesmo estaria escondida na escada de emergência do prédio, chorando até desidratar.

Encontrou o homem sem querer, esbarrou com ele e na mesma hora que ele te viu chorando não pensou duas vezes em te convidar para o próprio apartamento apenas para poder cuidar de sua princesinha, se teu pai não te desse amor e não a tratasse como uma princesinha como merecia, Jaehyun faria isso com muito prazer.

Com a cabeça deitada nas pernas de Jaehyun, recebendo um ótimo carinho dos dedos dele, você chorava, reclamava, se questionava mais uma vez sobre o que fez de errado para deixar teu pai magoado, quando o que apenas desejava era uma única frase vinda dele, "Eu tenho orgulho de você" queria poder ouvir isso sair da boca de seu pai, mesmo que fosse apenas uma única vez.

O chá que o Jung havia feito, com intenção de te acalmar, parecia que não fazia efeito, você chorava tão desesperadamente. "Como pode alguém machucar o coraçãozinho da minha boneca assim? Prometo que eu vou te deixar melhor."

"Jae...por que ele é assim comigo?" repetia isso, "Princesa, vem aqui." ele faz você se afastar, apenas para ele poder se ajeitar no sofá para que você sentasse no colo dele, engatinha até o colo dele, colocando uma perna de cada lado, seus braços agarram o pescoço longo, escondendo o rostinho molhado entre o pescoço e o ombro do mesmo. As mãos dele vão até suas costas, segurando-a ali, não deixando opcões de sair do toque confortável, "Não ligue pra ele, você tem eu, todas as vezes que eu puder te proteger de sentimentos ruins eu vou fazer isso, você sabe..." respira, sente o cheirinho de morango vindo do seu cabelo.

Ali no colo de Jaehyun você chora mais um pouco, molhando a camiseta preta que ele vestia, mas se sentia tão acolhida ali naquele abraço, naquela posição que logo sentia que estava se acalmando.

"...lembra da primeira vez que eu te acudi quando fizemos a promessa de dedinho que eu te protegeria de tudo e todos?" novamente a voz grave se faz presente.

Ele sente você balançar a cabeça em concordância, já mais calma, com a respiração controlada, apenas deixando escapar as lágrimas que insistiam em cair, "Eu não quebrei e nunca vou quebrar, promessas de dedinho não podem ser quebradas." ele sorri.

“Você passa por tanta coisa que não merece e mesmo assim ainda continua forte, eu tenho muito orgulho de você princesa.” uma mão do homem vai até sua bochecha para secar onde estava molhado.

As lágrimas novamente escorrem, era incrível como o Jung sabia exatamente o que falar no momento certo.

Você levanta o tronco, fazendo com que novamente a mão dele fosse para suas costas dando-a um apoio, pega a manga do moletom e enxuga as lágrimas, "Se promessas de dedinho não podem ser quebradas, então eu quero fazer outra." diz levantando o dedinho na direção do homem, o Jung coloca as pernas no sofá dobrando-as, a dando um novo apoio para apoiar as costas, apenas para poder tirar uma mão e levantar o dedinho na sua direção também, te incentivando a falar "Me promete que vai me pedir em namoro, e depois que eu acabar minha faculdade vai se casar comigo, me levar para longe do meu pai e continuar me protegendo como sua princesa"

Ele junta os dois dedinhos e diz "Se é isso o que minha princesinha deseja, então tem de ser assim." ele sorri, olhando seu rostinho, beija a mão como se estivesse selando a promessa e você faz o mesmo, os seus olhos se encontram com o dele, os dois sorriem. A outra mão do Jung vai até sua nuca, te puxa para perto do rosto dele e te beija num selinho demorado.

Vocês se afastam, Jaehyun solta seus dedinhos apenas para poder segurar sua mão, sua cabeça abaixa para poder deitar no ombro do Jung novamente, os dois ficam assim por alguns minutos, as respirações calmas e sincronizadas, a traz um sentimento de paz, mentalmente agradece tanto por tê-lo ali do teu lado.

"Tá afim de tomar uma banho agora?"

"Acho que sim..."

Jae pega você no colo, você ri dando um gritinho em surpresa e agarra suas pernas na cintura do homem, a solta apenas quando chega no banheiro, te deixa em pé no chão, indo em direção à banheira, sentando-se na beirada esperando encher, você sai dali apenas para buscar as toalhas, quando volta percebe que Jae ainda está de roupa, “Não vai tirar a roupa?" pergunta, enquanto tira o shorts que usava para ficar em casa.

"Tira pra mim" ele diz fechando a torneirinha que enchia a banheira, você vai até ele, fica entre as pernas dele, sente as mãos dele irem até suas pernas, o frio na barriga te atinge, aquilo era normal quando estava perto do homem que agora te observava com aqueles olhinhos brilhantes, fascinado em como você era linda. Levanta a camiseta branca de Jaehyun que levanta os braços para a ajudar a tirar, quando tira joga-a no chão e você agacha, levando suas mãos até a calça dele, olha para o rostinho sacana do homem e abre o botão e o zíper da calça, abaixando-a até estar fora do corpo dele.

Se levanta novamente e ele leva as mãos até o moletom largo que usava, se enfiam debaixo dele. Ele levanta o moletom como um pedido para que tirasse, e assim você fez, ficando envergonhada em estar exposta daquela forma. Automaticamente suas mãos vão até o cabelo macio do homem, Jaehyun segura sua cintura, beija sua barriga fazendo-a sentir cócegas, rindo um pouco. Olha em seus olhos, coloca a língua para fora e a passa por sua barriga seguindo um caminho perigoso.

Antes que ficasse animada demais apenas acabou com a brincadeira dizendo “Chega, vamo’ pro banho.”

Na banheira deixa com que Jaehyun te ensaboasse, fazendo massagens em pontos estratégicos, lavasse seu cabelo, deixa com que ele cuidasse de ti.

Quando saem, também deixa com que ele escolhesse sua roupa, penteasse seu cabelo sentado atrás de ti no chão em frente o espelho, apenas ouvindo você tagarelar sobre coisas aleatórias, desde fofocas de famosos a coisas luxuosas que tem vontade de ter mas não tem dinheiro para comprar.

E era assim a relação dos dois, ambos se sentiam como se estivessem em casa com a companhia um do outro.

#jaehyun #jung jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #daddy issues #nct imagines #nct 127

[hyuckmov]

short break from the asks to say happy father’s day to the one and only

#once i got my friends to guess my bias from a photo of 127 #and they immediately picked jaehyun #and i was like omg…. what makes u say that and they said #your daddy issues #SO. #jing 🧍🏻‍♀️ #also in the spirit of father’s day the craziest thing a guy has ever said to me was #‘i’ll be proud of you even if your dad isn’t’ 💀💀💀💀 #followed closely by ‘don’t worry i won’t tell anyone about your daddy kink’ (i just told him about a fight with my dad)

[jaehyunspeachparty]

daddy jaehyun

iv.lxxxi. (a)

The End

Meanwhile, Mia and Xiaojun have come to the hospital. Johnny also followed a few minutes later. Nobody could believe what happened. "Can't you go to her?" Johnny asked Jaehyun, gently putting his hand on his shoulder. Jaehyun shook his head and continued to wait. The doctors and nurses hadn't left your room yet. Seconds felt like hours to Jaehyun. He didn't know how to do it anymore. Mia meanwhile spoke to a medical staff member. Since she was your sister and therefore a close relative, she got every information. "What happened?" Xiaojun asked when his girlfriend came back. He had Kiwoo in his arm, which he was rocking reassuringly. "A truck driver missed a red light. He appeared to be heavily intoxicated and was driving high speed. Doctors said it could have been much worse, but apparently only the front of the car was hit… " "There where Y/N was sitting…", Xiaojun said quietly and stroked Kiwoo over his hair. "Where's Mama?" Sunoh was getting restless. He was quiet for a long time, but he was also getting tired. But then Miga came to him and put her hand on his hair. "Mom is sick, you have to wait for the doctors to give her medicine." Here you could see that Miga was the eldest child. She knew she had to behave calmly now and that's why she tried to calm her brother down. "Should we ask Jaehyun to take the children with us?" Xiaojun asked his girlfriend. Mia nodded and walked over to Jaehyun, who was still staring at the door that leads to the room you're in. "Jaehyun, we'll take the kids until you know more. Is that okay?" Mia wasn't sure if he was listening. He was still rigid and looked towards the door. "Jaehyun?" She grabbed his upper arm, but he flinched. With a startled look he looked at Mia. "I…you can…" He can hardly find the words, but at that moment the door opened and a doctor came out. Jaehyun looked at the man expectantly. "You can go in now, she's awake," said the doctor and nodded confidently. Jaehyun's heart stopped for a short moment, he looked at Mia, who smiled softly. "We're waiting," she said, and Jaehyun started walking.

Jaehyun slowly walked into the room. He was afraid of what awaited him. A nurse labels a blood sample while the doctor whispers something to her. Jaehyun saw you lying in bed. You could hardly move, everything felt numb. At first you didn't notice Jaehyun, but then he took your hand and sat down next to you. "Jaehyun…", you say and realize how much strength it costs you. At that moment he burst into tears. He wasn't one to cry easily, but he was so scared of losing you. Jaehyun lay down on top of you and was so glad to have you here alive. You start crying too. It was all so much and you couldn't remember anything. "How are the kids?" you ask him then, stroking his hair. "They are all safe and sound." He smiled and was so relieved. "And Sophia?" This time you don't look at Jaehyun but at the doctor. Jaehyun sat up in surprise and didn't know what was happening. "I can't feel her…or am I deaf?" Somehow you already knew the answer. You pull down the covers and put your hand on your pregnant belly. The doctor took a step forward and you knew that good news wasn't about to come. "You were crushed in the accident. The pressure detached the placenta and blocked the oxygen supply…we haven't found a heartbeat since you were in the hospital…" You looked at your belly and you kind of knew it. Was meeting your father not a dream after all? "It can't be…how do you know that?" Jaehyun reacted with anger. He didn't want to accept that. "We've done all the tests. There's no sign of life." The doctor showed the videos of the ultrasound. There was no movement, no heartbeats…nothing. "That is not true!" Jaehyun couldn't believe it all. Anger and frustration rose in him. Your daughter was almost a finished baby. Even if she were born now, she would have a good chance of surviving. "Jaehyun…" You take his hand and look at him calmly. But then you turn to the doctor. "What's the next step?" you ask him and you don't understand yourself why you're so composed right now. "We would still induce the birth today. The nurse is just getting medicine for it." "Does that mean I have to go through a normal birth?" You were scared at the thought and slowly you felt sick. Do you really have to give birth to a dead baby? "Isn't a C-Section enough here?" Jaehyun didn't know what to think anymore. On the one hand his baby was dead, on the other hand he didn't want you to go through the pain of childbirth too. "From a psychological point of view the decisive factor is that women cope better with the loss of their child emotionally in the long term if they have given birth naturally. Since a mother-child bond develops during pregnancy, it is also important for many women to to keep their child with them for a while after the birth, so we will give you time with the child then." Jaehyun couldn't look the doctor in the eye anymore, he didn't know how to deal with it. He held your hand tightly and stared at the floor. You were composed…for whatever reason…maybe you haven't realized it yet. "I'd like to see the kids," you say, looking at Jaehyun. "Are they here?" He nodded and tried to collect himself. "Yes, they are outside with Mia, Xiaojun and Johnny. Shall I bring them in?" "Yes…" You nod and smile. Jaehyun got up and walked out of the room. Just a few seconds later he came in with Miga and Sunoh on his hands. Followed by Mia and Xiajon carrying the twins and Johnny. The doctor left the room in the meantime and gave you your time.

Jaehyun lifted Miga and Sunoh up to you. Sunoh immediately snuggled up to you. Then the twins were added to you and you breathe in the scent of your children. "I'm so glad to have you. I love you so much," you say to your children, kissing their hair, forehead, and pinky fingers. Geon was just climbing over your stomach when Miga stopped him. "Take care of the baby!" she warned him. You smile and caress her cheek. "It's okay, the baby doesn't feel anything anymore," you say. At that moment, Mia looked at Jaehyun in surprise, who just stood there rigidly and didn't know how to exist anymore. "Y/N…" Mia also went to the bed. Tears welled up in her eyes and she took your hand. "Dad takes care of her," you say to your little sister. "Dad?" Mia looked at Jaehyun, but he didn't know anything about that either. "When I was unconscious I met Dad at his house in France. We talked about everything and then it was Sophia…" You stop and reach for your stomach. Then you tell the story of what happened. Tears rolled down Mia's cheeks. She sat on your bed and cried into your shoulder. You watch everyone cry, only you couldn't...

After Mia, Xiaojun and Johnny took your kids back and left the hospital, Jaehyun stayed with you. Meanwhile a midwife and a nurse came to you. They gave you the medication to induce labor. They also gave you medication to make the birth as painless as possible. "Do you have any questions?" the midwife then asked, looking at you calmly and gently. "What happens after the birth?" You were unsure of how things will go when your baby is here. "When the baby is born, it will be wrapped up, cleaned and put in your arms if you want it. If you need time for this step, you can get it. You can calmly think about whether and when you want to have your child again. Many parents consciously celebrate the farewell to their child: they hug it, stroke it, take photos or leave footprints in order to retain as many memories as possible. If you cannot or do not like to look at your child at first, you can also ask us or ask a family member to describe her. The milk that comes in after birth can be suppressed with pills." She looked at you calmly and somehow you were glad that for the first time you got a look that wasn't pathetic. "Here the pills." The nurse put the medication and a glass of water on your table. The nurse seemed less composed. She couldn't look you in the eye. It was the first time they had to be with a still birth. To you it felt like sheer madness. Everyone was crying and losing control of their emotions, only you sat there feeling silently numb. Why don't you feel anything? Was your body still in shock? "We'll come by in half an hour and then we'll see when it starts," said the midwife and you nodded silently. In the meantime you have been taken to a room of your own. The room was only for you, far away from children and the childbirth station. Without hesitation, you swallow the medication and then lie back in bed. Everything was so quiet here…too quiet. "Jaehyun…" You look at him. He was just clearing out your stuff. Johnny had brought the birth bag here. You only prepared them a week ago. The most important things were inside, in case the birth would start soon. "Yes?" he asked quietly, but not looking at you. Rather, his gaze was fixed on something in his hands. "What you have there?" You became curious and try to catch a glimpse. Jaehyun turned around rigidly and showed you the piece he has in his hands. "We bought it for her…" It was a white onesie. A romper for your daughter… "We should put it on her," you say then. "Why are you so composed?" Jaehyun yelled across the room and you could see his fingers digging into the white fabric. His veins were popping out everywhere. But you were surprised that he yelled at you. You look at him with wide eyes and freeze. But in that moment he realized what he had just done. "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…" He walked over to you and sat on your bed. He took your hand and put his forehead on it. "I just don't know what to do with myself. My heart is breaking right now and this pain feels so real. I just don't want to lose our girl." He kept crying. You've never seen Jaehyun cry so much in your life. "I don't know why I'm so calm… maybe because I know she's safe with my dad? Maybe I just haven't realized it yet..." You sigh and slowly feel everything in your body contracting. You knew this feeling well, after all you had already brought four children into the world. It all felt the same. "Jaehyun…" You take his hand and when you feel the first contraction you panic a little. "It starts." You take a deep breath. "Should I get the midwife or a doctor?" he asked worried, but you shook your head. "Can you sing me something?" You look at him and feel how slowly the contractions subside. "What do you want to hear?" he asked softly and lay down next to you. "Lost…" You don't know why you wanted to hear that song, but it was the only thing you wanted. Jaehyun hesitated, but he knew he didn't want to refuse you anything at that moment. "Okay…" He took your hand and looked into your eyes. He started singing.

>>It's been a long time since you're gone Still filled up with the scent of your warmth And staring at a blank wall Drawing what's been natural Gets way more vivid when I'm lost Just wandering in the crowd where I'm standing No matter how much it sways Listening to the songs we used to relay. Nothing will change Done counting down the reasons...<<

Jaehyun was beginning to find it difficult to sing the song. He had more and more problems with every word. But you close your eyes and put your hands on your belly.

>>Honestly, wanted to say "Nobody else," but need you to stay By any chance, it might've been too late, too late And could've been obvious No time to blame All I want is having you in my day...&lt;<

He couldn't sing anymore. His voice trembled and he gasped for air. You open your eyes and wipe away his tears. "Thanks…" You kiss him softly and you were so glad he was by your side.

After half an hour the midwife was back with the nurse. They said that it can already start and you are surprised that everything happened so quickly. But the medication made a lot of things happen. Another doctor came into the room and another nurse made up your bed. "How are you?" the doctor asked, looking at you as he put on his gloves. "I don't know. How am I supposed to feel?" You sigh and you feel the next contractions. But you were drugged, the drugs were working. "Nobody knows," the doctor said softly and you were relieved that he would give birth to you. When it started, Jaehyun was standing next to you. He held your hand, your arm. He didn't leave your side for a second. And it doesn't take long and you're pushing and pushing. It was all easy, painless and quick. It was an unusual birth. Everything seemed like a dream to you, but then the doctor looked up at you again. "She'll be here with the next contraction," he said, and you nod. Jaehyun took a deep breath and he didn't know himself how he would react. The next contraction came and you started to push and then there was she. Sophia was born, but she was silent… Everyone froze. Only the doctor gave the dead child to the midwife, who cleaned and dressed her. The doctor was still taking care of the afterbirth, but you don't get all that. You look up at Jaehyun and he looks up at you. "Do you want to see her?" the midwife then asked. Jaehyun wasn't sure, but you nod. The midwife turned, took the child and came to you. You saw the onesie that Jaehyun had been holding in his hands just a while ago. And then she was in your arms. A little girl, she looked so ready… so alive. She had black hair and she looked so much like Miga. You stroke her fingers and you realize that she didn't react. Nothing moved. Her skin was cold, she had no pink lips, there was no heartbeat. And in that moment you let out a scream that was filled with pain. Jaehyun collapsed to his knees, he couldn't look at his dead daughter and you couldn't stop screaming. The young nurse couldn't take it anymore, she ran out of the room crying. A child should have been screaming here, but now it was you…

_____

When you came home days later, you didn't know if you were ready for it. But you are happy to have your children with you again. Jaehyun drove you home. He hasn't spoken much since your daughter was born, but neither have you. You two just exist right now. He was also not at home in the meantime. His parents took care of everything. Jaehyun never left your side, even when he couldn't find the words. You get out of the car and slowly you went into your house. Jaehyun held your hand tightly. As you enter the antechamber, you hear Kiwoo giggling, Sunoh singing, Geon squeaking, and Miga babbling. These sounds felt like balm for your soul. You didn't think your children's voices would do you so much good. You look at Jaehyun with relief and realize that he felt the same way. "Welcome home," he said, and it was the first words in a long time. You nod and you both go to the kitchen. There were white lilies everywhere in the hallway. The whole room was full of them. There were white lilies all over the kitchen. Every surface was covered with it. "What's that?" you ask quietly, looking around. "I believe these are from your sister Audrey," Jaehyun said, showing you a card. "It's so terribly hard and against nature when children have to go in front of their parents…", you don't read any further, but reach for the next card. "From Taeil: The death of such a young hopeful person is hard for all of us to comprehend…" Jaehyun read. "From Taeyong: We go as we came with nothing but us alone. The world - these are just names...Being is a miracle." You found white lilies and letters from everyone you knew. They were from all your acquaintances and friends. Tears ran down your cheeks and Jaehyun struggled with his feelings too. You stood in the room full of white lilies - the flowers chosen for both weddings and funerals symbolize renewal of the soul and express compassion. "Mummyyyyy," you suddenly hear a voice. And little feet ran towards you. Sunoh immediately fell into your arms. "Mummyyyy!" Miga came right after her brother and Jaehyun saw how his parents cautiously entered the room. "Geon, Kiwoo," you took the two babies with tears in your eyes and collapsed to the ground. "We missed you," your daughter said, looking at you with concern. "I missed you too," you say, stroking her cheek. Meanwhile, Jaehyun also fell to the ground and also took his children in his arms.

And that was it.

That was your family.

Your luck.

Your life.

Love.

daddy jaehyun masterlist

________________________________________

I finally wrote the ending that had been in my head for so long. Thank you to everyone who has supported me with this story over the years. I have so many good memories with this and I always enjoy reading back. Thanks to all of you who read, wrote, and brainstormed with me. I hope I was able to bring you joy with this story, you gave me a lot of joy. I'm sitting here having a really hard time finding the perfect words for the ending and I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes. I started writing the story in September 2019. It was just an idea and I didn't think it would develop that way. And it hurts me to end it here, but I think everything should come to an end. Of course I won't leave the story entirely, there will always be stories. I'm also thinking about writing a new Daddy Jaehyun story, but I'm still debating whether to publish it here or on my own blog. Even if the story ends here, I'm glad to have met such wonderful people through it, many thanks to everyone ❤

❤ Katy

#daddy jaehyun #jaehyun imgaines #jaehyun angst #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun scenario #jaehyun jung #nct #nct 127 #nct angst #nct 127 angst

[ligayangdala]

WHO'S THE BABY DADDY? 🍼 ligayangdala's third series.

SA WAKAS.

pagkatapos ng apat na taon mo sa kolehiyo, makakamit mo na ang inaasam mo—ang makuha ang diploma, rumampa sa harap at palakpakan ng madla, salubungin ang pamilya mo na may ngiti at pasalamatan sila sa apat na taong ginugol nila sa pagpapaaral sayo. ang araw ng pagtatapos mo sa kolehiyo, masyado kang nalasing at ginawa ang mga bagay na matagal nang nasa bucket list mo,

PERO,

dalawang buwan pagkatapos ng pagtatapos mo sa kolehiyo, ay umpisa ng pinakamahabang ilang buwan mo ng buhay mo. ang umpisa ng kalbaryo mo nung malaman mong ikaw ay nagdadalang tao. paano nangyari 'yun? hindi mo rin alam dahil wala ka namang nobyo. may ilang buwan ka pa para hanapin ang anak ng dinadala mo kaya naman,

MEET THE POTENTIAL DADDIES:

JOHNNY SUH, Ang CEO.

YUTA NAKAMOTO, Ang Soccer Player.

LEE TAEYONG, Ang Rapper.

JEONG JAEHYUN, Ang Ex-Boyfriend.

MARK LEE, Ang Best Friend.

FIND OUT WHO'S THE DADDY THIS COMING NOVEMBER/DECEMBER/JANUARY SEASON! 🍼

MULA KAY LIGAYA:

hello filozens! dahil we hit 700+ followers and... well, nasa 780+ na rin ngayon, here's admin l's surprise for you all (and for me XD)! ✨ ito yung nanalo sa poll last time, choice 🔥 ! very obvious naman kung bakit 🔥 di ba? HAHAHAH admin l grouped all nct members through wheel of names and ayan na nga ang kinalabasan HAHAHAH

bakit po november/december/january pa mags-start?

kasi plano muna namin tapusin 'yung camboy!series :D tapos balak rin muna namin mag-post ng requests, kaya tentative months lang yung nilagay namin. most likely sa december-january talaga 'to mags-start kasi medyo mahaba 'yung christmas break namin nun. hindi lang talaga mapakali si admin l at gusto niya nang i-post 'to 😭

ano pong genre/tropes nito?

accidental pregnancy, new parents, fluff, angst, smut (like bilang lang sa kamay HAHAHAH). as usual, will add warnings sa mismong fic na pero sa ngayon, ayan muna ang dapat niyong i-expect. wala pa rin kasi kaming malalagay sa warnings kasi hindi pa naman talaga namin buo 'yung fic, rough draft ng plot pa lang siya.

#nct scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #johnny scenarios #yuta scenarios #taeyong scenarios #jaehyun scenarios #mark scenarios #nct smut #nct 127 smut #ligayangdala series #au: who's the baby daddy?

[princesscunni3]

hi can please a Johnny and jaehyun one!!

Daddy suh and daddy jeong, baking fun time!

Smut !

“Princess!” Johnny yells from upstairs. “I’m baking daddy!” You stir your cupcake batter. Your pretty kitten eyes laid on Johnny as he comes downstairs and he pours himself a glass of wine. “Princess.. you know how daddy has been talking about a friend of his?” “Mhm~” you nod. “And how you’ve been wanting that special friend to join us in bed?” “Mhm~” you nod again! “Well-“ “Come on daddy! Just spill it! I’m excited!” You jump around and then the doorbell rings. “Lets go get that and after we do let’s show our guest how daddy disciplines princess who don’t use the right manors.” Johnny pulls you by the waist and squeezes it tightly when you and Johnny reach the door.

Johnny opens it and you see a very handsome man. “Hello mr suh.” The mans voice was deep and sexy. “Good evening to you as well mr jeong.” You blush when the man brings his focus to you. You hide behind Johnny and giggle. “Ah my princess is shy hm? Come. Dont be rude to our special guest.” You peek your head out and smile. “Hello mr jeong. I’m y/n. But I like being called princess.” Johnny hooks his arms around your waist and pushes you in front of him.

“Well princess.” He extends and your core pools with wetness. “I brought you these.” He holds out a bag of chocolate and also flowers. “Mr suh told me that you have a sweet tooth and that you love roses.” You gasp and look up at Johnny. Your eyes begging for permission to take the gifts. “It’s all yours princess.” Without Johnny have to say another thing you shyly snatch the gifts. “Come inside jaehyun.” Johnny steps aside and allows the 5’11 man to walk in.

“Daddy is it ok if I eat some chocolate while my cupcakes bake?!” You ask And hop in place. “Alright.. I suppose. But you have to say thank you to mr jeong for bringing you those lovely flowers and those treats.” You nod and waddle over to the man. “Thank you mr jeong!” You hug the man who looks up at Johnny and smirks. “Of course princess.” You squeak and run to the kitchen. “Princess.” Johnny calls and you hum and turn to see Johnny and jaehyun standing side by side. “Water tour flowers. Would you like some help?” You shake your head. “I’m a big girl. I got it!” You grab the vase off from the dining room table and you toss out the two day old flowers and you replace the water with new fresh ones. You stick your new flowers from jaehyun into the vase and set it back onto the table. “It’s so pretty. Shank you again mr jeong.” You bat your eyes at the man. “It’s almost as pretty as you but you’re definitely prettier. And it’s a pleasure.” He winks and you blush.

“So.. mr suh tells me you’re baking cupcakes?” Jaehyun follows you into the kitchen. “I am! It’s funfetti.. I love funfetti.” You sigh and check the cupcakes that were barely up. “Oh princess.. those are my absolute favorites! How’d you know?” You gasp and jump. “Those are my favorites too mr jeong!!” Jaehyun smiles and Johnny scoffs. “Now now.. don’t get too excited. We still have to show mr jeong how daddy punishes bad princesses. Remember how you weren’t using formal language with daddy?” you frown and hang your head down. “Hm so the princess was being naughty?” Jaehyun looks at Johnny. “Care to tell me how she needs to be disciplined?” Johnny nods with a fat smile. “I’d love to.”

“Grab her by the waist.” You gasp when mr jeong grabs your waist tightly and quickly. “Push her onto her knees.” You Yelp as jaehyun shoves tou onto your knees. “Tell her why she’s been a bad girl.” Jaehyun tilts your chin up. “You’ve been bad girl because you didn’t use formal language with daddy.” You bite your lips. “Now fuck her mouth until she’s crying like a whore and not a princess.” Jaehyun slowly pulls off his belt and pushes down his pants.

“Say ah whore.” You open wide and let jaehyun use your throat. His dick making you choke and gag. You look to the side to see Johnny smiling proudly as you gulp Jaehyuns dick. “Damn baby girl.. your mouth feels so good.” He coos and forces your head to go back and forth.

Your eyes drift to Johnny who walks up with his cock almost poking out your eyes. “Stroke daddys cock while your show mr jeong how good you take dick.” You nod and bob your head while stroking johnnys big dick. “Keep going.” Jaehyun grunts. “Almost there princess.” Johnny and jaehyun both grunt.

Jaehyun pulls out and jerks his cock off before he cums all over your face. You move over to Johnny who looked satisfied. “Look at this whore.” You tear up at the degrading nickname. “I’m not a whore.” You whine while taking him down your throat. “You look like one. Sucking daddys dick with another mans come on your face.” He slaps your cheek and you smile. Johnny pulls away and jerks his dick before coming all over your face.

“A slut with two different men’s cum on her Face.” Jaehyun laughs. “What do you say now.” Johnny crotches down while jaehyun grabs some paper towel For you. “Thank you daddies.” Jaehyun smorks at the nickname and whipes your face. “You’re welcome princess.” Johnny and jaehyun say.

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one stupid boop joke and now i've watched this video for an hour or maybe even two tbh i need to be SHOT

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