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#i’ve two more dad cheol works in the my drafts !!
ceebit · 1 year
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more dad!cheol with a little girl because i saw your tags and felt so seen. fem reader, cece crying in the distance, and a whole lotta love. [distant wailing]
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she’s just like him in a multitude of ways.
big brown eyes that sparkle when she’s happy, giggles plaguing her when she’s tickled or spun around like she loves. soft cheeks your friends can’t help but squish gently as they coo at her, but she loves it all the same, her cheerful babbles always a delight to hear. she loves the attention, loves being rocked and bounced and passed from one pair of loving arms to the next. loves the skinship, the warmth that comes with being held closely by someone who loves you.
she also loves sleeping, and she looks like a little angel when she does. reminds you of someone similar, too.
she’s clingy, just like your husband, and there are times you’ve cried in your car because you left them at home to run errands and couldn’t shake the sight of their matching crestfallen expressions. the crumpled tissues in your hand, you set to complete the forty minute drive to costco anyway. (you ended up buying a lot of baby toys last you went with them both. just because you couldn’t say no to his pout.)
sometimes he gets offended at the time spent towards your little one, joking about her stealing you away from him—but he doesn’t know that you’ve caught the hushed baby talk and the thousands of promises he’s whispered to her sleeping form on several occasions. if anything, you’re a little sure he loves her more than you.
he even includes her in his day to day routines, nodding seriously at her babbling when asked if he should go with the red or black tie for the work meeting that morning or what you should have for dinner that night. it’s cute, really, until he adds her input into one of your friendly debates and you’re faced with matching grins that almost always make you concede. (so far you’re losing. badly.)
he cried when she took her first steps (‘she’s walking, she’s walking!! get the camera!!’), cried when she properly addressed him (‘did you hear that! she said dada!’), and cried after every single birthday for the first five years. (‘she growing so fast, love. no, im not crying. im allergic to the weird sweater chan is wearing.’ ‘hey???’)
just you and your husband and your literal bundle of joy.
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