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babysitter.com | hwang hyunjin x fem ! reader

FLUFF & SMUT & SINGLE DAD ! HYUNJIN & FEM ! READER & MORE UNDER THE CUT ! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

hyunjin's whole life changed when his daughter was born--it was the single best day of his life. but parenting was harder than he thought it would be, especially when he also needed to work to be able to provide for the light of his life. maybe a little help wouldn't hurt? where else could he look but the notorious 'babysitter.com' ?

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warnings. oral (fem rec), marking, p in v (penetrative) sex, protected sex, swearing, praise, sweet aftercare, eunji finds a vibrator under hyunjin's bed, hyunjin's ex is awful, reader is in college (university), hyunjin is very sweet with his daughter

word count. 7,681 words

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Hyunjin was young when his daughter was born. Too young, his parents argued. But the moment his daughter was born, Hyunjin was in love. He loved her tiny hands, the shape of her small head, the way she cooed when she looked up to see him, and her beautiful eyes. So, he couldn’t understand why his, then, girlfriend handed her over after holding her for two minutes, looking utterly repulsed.

“I don’t want her.”

Hyunjin looked at her in shock, “What do you mean you ‘don’t want her?’ She’s your daughter.”

“I mean,” she snapped, looking at him coldly, “I don’t want her. I’m still young. I want to live my life. This is your fault anyways. If you’d worn a damn condom, we wouldn’t be here in the first place. Look, we’ll just give her up for adoption and—”

“Are you out of your fucking mind?”

“What did you just say?”

“You must be fucking insane if your first thought is to give your child away. You held her for less than two minutes and you’ve already decided you don’t want her? That’s so fucked. No, you know what? I’ll take care of her. Like you said, I helped conceive her, so if you won’t do it with me, I’ll do it alone. I’m not giving her up.” Hyunjin held the small girl closer to his chest, almost as if he wanted to shield her from the hard gaze of her mother.

She scoffed, “Whatever. That’s your choice.”

Thankfully, she agreed to take care of the baby the few days she was required to stay in the hospital, but then she was gone, and it was up to Hyunjin to figure out how to raise his daughter on his own. He’d named his daughter Eunji—determined that her name, meaning kind and wise, would be her legacy. He bought books on parenting, researched which diapers were best for newborn babies, researched which formula would nourish his daughter the best, bought clothes, and all the necessary things a baby and a new parent might need.

And damn, it was hard.

There were many sleepless nights, many long days spent in his art studio still holding his daughter in his arms while in the midst of a finishing a painting for a class of his because he didn’t trust her with anyone else, many tears shed in private out of fear that he would never be good enough for his daughter. But when his mom stepped in to help, things got a little easier. Some of the stress was lifted off of his shoulders. He could work on his final projects without worrying about leaving his daughter.

But when his daughter turned three, he finally made a name for himself in the art world. He attended gallery showings and sold several paintings at each of them, he gained new clients to commission for, he was successful. But his mom became too busy traveling around with his father to visit and take care of Eunji, so Hyunjin was left to find someone else who could watch her—she wasn’t so small that he could bring her to work anymore.

Finding a suitable babysitter was harder than Hyunjin would have anticipated. Most of the people he looked at were either too young for his liking or slightly older than he was comfortable with. Their resumes were incomplete, or they didn’t have the right experience or personality he was looking for. And just when he��d thought he’d found someone, the reviews people had left were terrible.

With a heavy sigh, he looked over at where Eunji lay napping on the couch. He focused his attention back on his laptop, determined to find a babysitter he could at least interview. He checked website after website after website and still he found no one. Until he was about to give up.

He refreshed the page and a resume showed up at the top. Ln Yn. He read through it and when he found that he was satisfied with the content, he called your number.

You hadn’t been expecting a call so fast. After all, you had just uploaded your resume to the website. But you tentatively answered the phone, hoping to sound professional and put together rather than as nervous as you felt.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this, yn?” A male’s voice spoke from the other end of the line.

You nodded, even if you knew he couldn’t see you, “Yes, this is yn. How can I help you?”

“Yeah, uh, my name is Hwang Hyunjin, and I saw the resume you just uploaded to babysitters.com. I’m hoping to find someone who can watch my three-year-old daughter, Eunji, on a regular basis. Would you be interested in coming in for a brief interview so I could get to know you and you could meet her? You wouldn’t have to commit to watching her even if you decide to come in for the interview, but I would really appreciate the help and you’re the only person I’ve found so far who fits the criteria I’m looking for.”

You were silent for a moment, thinking it over. You needed the job, quite honestly. And if you got there and felt like you didn’t mesh well with the kid or the dad, you could always say no. Besides, this was the whole reason you put your resume on that website. So, you took a deep breath, “Sure! When did you want to meet?”

“Do you have any free time this afternoon?” he sounded nervous to ask you to meet so soon. But it was a Saturday. So, you weren’t doing anything.

“Yeah, I’m free all afternoon.”

“Great, would you mind meeting at my apartment at 3:00pm? I’ll text you the address.”

“That’s perfect. I’ll look forward to meeting you then,” you smiled a little to yourself, proud that you managed to get the job so soon. You said your goodbyes and then hung up the phone squealing to yourself about how you were already succeeding.

As you got yourself ready to meet Hyunjin and his daughter, Eunji, you felt yourself growing increasingly more nervous. What if Hyunjin didn’t like you when you were there in person? What if his daughter didn’t like you? What if you said the wrong thing or dressed the wrong way?

Your afternoon passed quickly as you paced nervously around your apartment. You decided to pack your bag with the toys and books you’d typically bring to entertain the children you watched, hoping it might win over Eunji and show that you were serious about wanting the job. Half an hour before you were supposed to meet Hyunjin, he texted you his address and you were on your way.

You were standing in front of his door five minutes early, giving yourself a pep talk and trying to calm your nerves. With one final deep breath, you raised your hand to knock on the door of his apartment. It only took him a few seconds to open the door and you could hear him talking to, who you assumed, was his daughter through the door.

“Hi,” he breathed out when he opened the door, offering you a half smile and leaning against the door frame. His daughter peeked out from behind his legs. “Yn?”

“Yes. You must be Mr. Hwang—”

“Please, call me Hyunjin.” He shook his head and ushered you inside.

You paused to crouch down and say hi to Eunji, who still clung to Hyunjin’s legs. “And you must be Eunji. I’m yn. It’s so nice to meet you.”

She smiled back shyly at you, waving her small hand in greeting. You stood and followed Hyunjin into the apartment, sitting down at the kitchen table.

“Do you want anything to drink?” He asked, opening the fridge and peering inside.

“Just water is fine.” You watched as he got two glasses down from the cupboard and filled them with water. “If you don’t mind me asking… how old are you? You look… pretty young, but I don’t want to assume.”

He laughed a little and shook his head, “It’s fine. I’m 25. I’ll be 26 soon, though. My ex and I had Eunji pretty young. It wasn’t planned, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love her more than anyone.”

“And is… your ex in the picture?”

“No,” Hyunjin scoffed, setting the glass of water in front of you and then settling himself across the table from you, lowering his voice slightly so that Eunji, who was playing in the living room, couldn’t hear him. “After she was born, my ex didn’t want anything to do with her. So, I took her. I was in my final few weeks of university and had a part time job as a barista at a coffee place down the road. It was a lot of work, but my mom has been helping out. She’s not able to come over anymore though. Now that I’m a little more successful in the art industry, she’s decided it’s a good time for her and my dad to do some traveling.”

You nodded, taking a small sip of your water. He had your resume printed out and laid in front of him. He seemed to take everything very seriously when it came to taking care of his daughter, which made sense to you, but it still made you nervous.

“Okay, so I hope you don’t mind if I walk through your resume with you? I’m sorry if this seems too… formal for a babysitting job, but I just really want to leave my daughter in good hands.”

“No, of course I don’t mind. It makes perfect sense,” you shook your head and folded your hands together on the table in front of you to keep yourself from fidgeting.

“Perfect. So, you’re a college student?”

“Yeah. I’m in my last year of university. I take a couple night classes as well as online classes, so if you’re looking for someone to watch Eunji during the day, I would definitely be free.”

He hummed as he read through your resume again. “It says here that you have experience nannying and babysitting. How many families have you done that for?”

“Well,” you thought back to when you started babysitting and nannying, “I’ve babysat for a lot of different families, but I’ve only nannied for three. I stopped nannying for them when they didn’t need a nanny anymore, but I was never dismissed for my character or actions.”

“And I see that all three of the families you nannied for are listed here as references. If I were to call them, they’d give you a good review?”

“I’m sure they would. They always told me they appreciated my work ethic and attitude. I’ve also been told numerous times that I’m really good with kids. I’ve always loved children. I’m resourceful and can handle multiple kinds of situations with ease. I’m easily adaptable and get along well with kids because of that. You know how unpredictable they can be.”

Hyunjin nodded along as you expressed to him your skills and qualifications. He asked you a few more questions pertaining to your resume and when he was satisfied with your answers, he pushed the paper to the side and stood up. “I’m going to get Eunji so you can meet her properly. I’d like to see how she feels about you.”

“Of course!” You agreed, standing as well and migrating to the living room.

A few moments later, Hyunjin returned, guiding his small daughter to sit on the couch next to you. “Can you say hi, sweetheart?”

“Hi,” Eunji said in a small, shy voice, smiling a little at you.

“Hi Eunji! I have some games and books in my bag, do you want to check them out?” You knelt on the floor in front of her, opening up the bag. “You might already have some of these, but if there’s anything you don’t have, you’re welcome to look at it, play with it, or whatever.”

Eunji sat down on the floor in front of you, looking through your bag and pulling out books, toys, and games she’d never seen before. She looked up at you, very seriously, “Are you good at reading stories?”

“Oh,” you leaned in to whisper, looking around as if someone other than her might hear, “I’ve been told I’m one of the best at reading stories.”

“Really? Do you do the voices?”

You put a hand over your heart, pretending to be offended that she would even ask. “Of course, I do the voices. It’d be a crime not to!”

Eunji giggled and you looked up at Hyunjin who was already smiling down at you. He could already tell you’d be a great addition to their home.

Your first day watching Eunji honestly couldn’t come fast enough. You already adored her and the prospect of getting paid so well just to take care of her certainly was an added bonus. Not to mention, Hyunjin himself was hot and you appreciated that he made you feel comfortable in his home and with him and his daughter. You could not have thought up a better situation if you tried. Being Eunji’s nanny really was the most ideal job situation you could have asked for.

You showed up at Hyunjin’s apartment ten minutes early, too eager to wait. When Hyunjin opened the door, he looked happy to see you. He stepped aside to let you come inside the apartment. “Thanks for being early, yn. Eunji’s kind of having a rough morning, so it’ll be better for both of us to be here for a few minutes so she’ll do better when I leave for work.”

As if on cue, Eunji sobbed loudly from her room down the hall. Hyunjin’s face blanched and he turned on his heel quickly to meet Eunji in her room. You followed behind him, stopping in the doorway to watch as he hugged Eunji, speaking to her softly.

“My love, I’ll be back after work like always, okay? I promise. I’ve always come back, haven’t I?”

Eunji sniffled, rubbing at her eyes as she pulled away to look at Hyunjin’s face. “Y-yeah. You always come back.”

“Right. So don’t worry that I won’t come back this time. I’d do anything to get back to you. I always will, okay?” Hyunjin smoothed Eunji’s hair with his hand, then he adjusted her shirt, straightening it on her shoulders. “You’ve already met yn, so you know she’s nice. She’ll be here until I’m done with work. So you’ll never be alone.”

“O-okay, dad.”

Hyunjin looked relieved that she was no longer crying. “Give me one more hug before I go.”

Eunji wrapped her small arms around her dad’s neck, hugging him tight. Hyunjin sighed softly, holding his daughter impossibly close, “That’s my girl.”

“Dad,” Eunji whined, giggling a little at the end, “you’re holding me too tight.”

“Sorry, my baby.” Hyunjin reluctantly let go and stood, “Why don’t you play with your toys while I talk to yn real quick?”

She nodded and sat on the floor, playing with the various dolls scattered on the ground. You moved out of the doorway to give Hyunjin room to walk past. He sighed as he tugged his jacket on and gathered his messenger bag. “I hate leaving when she’s upset like that. If she starts crying again, just give me a call. I can cancel the couple meetings I have today and put the painting off a little longer. My mom’s phone number is also on the fridge in case you can’t get ahold of me. There’s food in the pantry and the fridge. She’s allowed to watch two hours of TV, but preferably no more than that. She’s got plenty of toys and practice level books or there are board games in the closet. Hm, I think that’s it. I’ll probably be home around 6:00 or 6:30 this evening, so you don’t need to worry about dinner—I’ll make something for Eun and I when I get back.”

“Everything will be fine, Hyunjin—you don’t have to worry. I’ll be sure to call if needed, but I’m confident we’ll be just fine.” The two of you stared at each other for a moment before you pushed Hyunjin towards the front door, “You should go now before you’re late for that meeting at the art gallery. Eunji will be fine.”

Hyunjin nodded and then called for his daughter, “Eun! I’m leaving! Come say goodbye.”

The small three-year-old came running out of her room, jumping into her dad’s arms to say goodbye one more time. You watched as Hyunjin said his goodbyes, reminding Eunji to behave while he was gone. He set his daughter back on the ground and waved goodbye to you. You couldn’t help but think of how sweet and domestic everything was. One thing you were sure of: Hyunjin was a really good dad.

“What do you want to do first?” You asked as you picked Eunji up, balancing her on your hip.

“Do you wanna play dolls with me?” She asked you, eyes wide and hopeful.

“I would love to,” you smiled, carrying him back to his room. “Which doll do you want me to be?”

“You can be the doll with the purple hair and I’ll be this one. Let’s pretend we’re trapped in a tower, and then I escape the evil witch but you’re stuck there, and you ask me to help you but then I just help myself and…”

Yeah, you were going to love this job.

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You watched Eunji almost everyday. It was rare for Hyunjin to have a whole day off these days. He was quickly gaining a clientele and was, thus, much busier. But you didn’t mind. You liked spending time with Eunji. You had a system that worked well. You arrived at Hyunjin’s apartment at 7:30am, played games with Eunji until lunchtime, put her down for a nap after lunch, watched an hour to two hours of television when she woke up, and then played some more until Hyunjin arrived back at home.

When she took her nap, you worked on your homework or did chores around the apartment. It wasn’t in your job description, but you knew it made Hyunjin’s life much easier, and you didn’t mind doing it for him.

But sometimes, on special days, you would take Eunji to the park to play. And on days even more special than that, Hyunjin would join you. It was one of those special days. One of those very special days.

“Thanks for letting me join you guys today. I always love spending time with Eunji. And it’s nice when you’re there too.”

Hyunjin grinned at you. “You don’t need to thank me. You’re pretty much a part of our family at this point. I-I mean, in the sense that you spend so much time with Eunji and everything. Oh, look! That’s a friend of mine, Lee Felix. Let me introduce you to him.”

You followed behind Hyunjin as he led you to another young man sitting on one of the park benches. He had his arm around the shoulders of a woman and was talking animatedly to two young girls standing in front of him. Hyunjin called out to Felix and all four people turned to look at him. One of the little girls—a sweet girl with freckles that matched her father’s—squealed and ran toward him.

“Uncle Hyunjin!”

“Hey, Hoyeon,” Hyunjin laughed as she jumped into his arms. He hugged her tightly before setting her down on the ground.

The other girl was a bit more shy when coming up to Hyunjin. She hid behind Hoyeon partially and smiled a little when she waved her small hand. “Hi, Mr. Hyunjin.”

“Hi, sweet Hana.” He opened his arms, silently asking if she wanted to hug him. She grinned widely and approached him more quickly, hugging him back.

Hyunjin stood and nodded at the woman sitting beside Felix before leaning in to hug Felix, who had stood up as well. “Hi, Felix.”

“Hey, man. Long time no see! Hoyeon was actually just asking about you. Wanted to know when she could visit you and Eunji again.”

You looked over to where Eunji was now playing with the two slightly older girls, giggling and running along behind them gleefully. You turned back to Felix and stretched your hand out in introduction. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you. I’m yn.”

“Oh?” Felix shook your hand and then smirked at Hyunjin. “Are you Hyun’s girlfriend?”

Your face felt hot as you blinked rapidly, trying to process what he had said. “N-no! I’m the nanny. I watch Eunji when Hyunjin is busy with work.”

“Ah, right, right. He did mention he had gotten a nanny recently.” Felix nodded in understanding, but his deep voice still sounded mischievous and the smirk was still evident on his face.

“Don’t pay him any mind,” Hyunjin scoffed, slapping Felix’s shoulder lightly and rolling his eyes. “He’s an idiot who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

“Actually, I’m pretty sure you’re the idiot in this friendship. Remember that time when—”

“How about you sit back down next to your girlfriend and stop trying to expose my most embarrassing moments to my daughter’s nanny.”

Felix laughed at that but shrugged and nodded before sitting down next to the woman on the bench again. “Don’t worry, Hyun. We’re leaving soon anyway. We have a dinner with my parents soon.”

Hyunjin nodded and then crouched beside the bench to talk with Felix until it was time for you to leave. You struck up small talk with his girlfriend, connecting quickly. You found out that one of the girls, Hana, was her daughter while the other, Hoyeon, was Felix’s. You also found out that she had only met Felix after their daughters became friends at school. The story left you feeling fuzzy inside and ignited the hopeless romantic in you.

“Hana! Hoyeon!” Felix called, pulling you away from your conversation. “Time to go girls!”

The two girls came running, little Eunji hurrying after them so she could say goodbye. Both of the “big girls” (as Eunji dubbed them) hugged her before turning to hug Hyunjin and wave a shy goodbye to you as well. You exchanged numbers with Felix’s girlfriend and hugged Felix (you’d quickly found he was a hugger).

After the four left, Eunji pulled on Hyunjin’s fingers to grab his attention. “Can I play for a little longer?”

“Sure, my love,” Hyunjin agreed, sitting on the bench where Felix had once sat. “But make sure you stay where I can see you.”

Eunji agreed and then made her way toward the playground. She quickly made friends with another girl her age on the playground and they set to playing, their small giggles drifting to you and Hyunjin on the wind.

“How are your studies going?” Hyunjin asked, eyes still fixed on his daughter. “I hope I’m not pulling you away from them by having you watch Eunji so often.”

“They’re going well. Don’t worry, Hyunjin. I wouldn’t agree to watch her if I didn’t think I could manage it.”

He nodded and then looked over at you, smiling gently. “I’d like to paint you someday.”

“I—you—what?”

“I want to paint you. You have a lovely smile.” Hyunjin’s gaze was sincere and his words were kind. You found it hard to resist him. You’d been watching Eunji for just over two months and you found your heart beating faster around him these days.

You knew you were catching feelings for him, and that terrified you. “Oh, well… Thanks, Hyunjin.”

“I have an unrelated question.”

“What’s your question?”

Hyunjin turned back to look at Eunji out on the playground. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Why do you want to know?” You teased, jabbing him in the side with your elbow.

He shrugged, grinning slyly but still not looking at you. “Just curious, is all.”

“To answer your question… I do not have a boyfriend.”

“A girlfriend, then?”

“No. No girlfriend either.”

“Any sort of significant other?”

You shook your head, pushing at Hyunjin’s shoulder for being so ridiculous. “No. I’m not in a relationship.”

“Interesting,” he hummed, crossing his arms. He couldn’t hide the smile that spread across his lips.

“What about you? Felix seemed to think you had one.”

He laughed a little, shaking his head and turning to look at you again. “Nah. Felix doesn’t know what he’s saying half the time. But I’m not in a relationship. I haven’t been since Eunji was born.”

“Would you like to be?”

“Maybe,” he shrugged, eyes glistening with unspoken happiness. “If I found the right person.”

You opened your mouth to say something when Eunji came skipping back to the two of you. “Dad, I’m hungry. Can we go back home and eat dinner?”

“Of course, darling,” Hyunjin scooped his daughter up, kissing her on the cheek. “Let’s go home.”

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“I’m home!” Hyunjin called as he unlocked the apartment door and stepped inside, dropping his things by the door and shrugging off his jacket.

Eunji went running out of her room, “Dad! You’re back! Guess what, Dad? Yn says that I’m a big girl now!”

“What?” Hyunjin pretended to be shocked, picking Eunji up after rolling his sleeves to his elbows, “That’s not possible, you’re still my little baby!”

“No, I’m not! I’m a big girl now!” Eunji giggled, squirming in her dad’s grasp.

You watched from the living room with a smile. Hyunjin looked over at you and grinned slyly. “I may have to let yn go for putting such silly ideas in your head, then.”

“No!” Eunji pouted. “I like yn. I want her to stay.”

“Okay, okay,” Hyunjin laughed, “Then we’ll keep her around. But she better not put any more funny thoughts in your head. Especially not about being a big girl. You’re growing up fast enough as it is. Stay my baby for just a little longer.”

Eunji didn’t answer, she just wiggled out of Hyunjin’s arms and ran over to sit on your lap on the couch. Hyunjin looked a bit surprised but then he smiled and slipped his shoes off, moving to sit beside you as well.

“What did you two do today?”

“We played dolls and read books and yn made me a sandwich for lunch and we watched a movie and played more games!” Eunji rattled off excitedly, settling into your lap. “Can yn stay for dinner?”

You stopped her, “Oh, I don’t know if that’s—”

“Yn can stay for dinner if she wants, but let’s not force her, alright sweetheart?” Hyunjin interrupted you, putting a hand on your knee and smiling gently.

You felt like your stomach was doing backflips when his skin touched yours. Your brain was short circuiting at the small smile playing across his lips. You’d been watching Eunji for almost three and a half months, but you’d never stayed for dinner. As much as you wanted to, you tried not to get too close to Hyunjin—for the sake of professionalism, you told yourself. Really, it was just because you were scared of getting attached to him and Eunji and then getting your heart broken.

“I…” You paused before continuing, looking into Hyunjin’s hopeful eyes. “Yeah. Sure. I don’t have any other plans, so I would love to stay for dinner.”

“Great. I’ll get started, then.” Hyunjin stood up, shooting you another quick smile and ruffling Eunji’s hair as he walked past.

“Let’s go play princesses while Dad makes dinner!” Eunji scrambled out of your lap, toddling off to her room, expecting you to follow behind her. So, you did.

Thirty minutes later, Hyunjin stood in the doorway, watching you play princesses with a giggling Eunji. He finally cleared his throat, making you look toward him, “Dinner is ready, guys.”

You stood, grabbing Eunji’s small hand and guiding her to the bathroom, “Let’s go wash our hands, Eunnie.”

Hyunjin couldn’t help but smile as you helped Eun wash her hands before dinner. A thought flashed through his mind—you looked like you were meant to be there in his house with his daughter—but he quickly dismissed it. He couldn’t possibly get attached to you. You were just his daughter’s nanny. That was all.

When the three of you were seated at the dinner table, you also couldn’t shake the thought that being there with Hyunjin and Eunji was so natural—so right. You thanked Hyunjin for making dinner—a beef bibimbap—and carefully took a bite under the scrutinizing gazes of both Hyunjin and Eunji. It was just as delicious as it smelled and you smiled at Hyunjin after you swallowed, “It’s great, Hyunjin. You’re a really good cook.”

His face turned red and he scratched the back of his neck shyly, “Oh, it’s nothing, really. I’m mediocre at best.”

“No, seriously,” you placed your hand over his gently, “it’s really good.”

He stared at you until Eunji started giggling. You pulled your hand away and he cleared his throat awkwardly. Eunji spoke through her fit of giggles, “Dad, you were looking at yn with your mouth open like a fish!”

Hyunjin’s face turned red again and this time, the embarrassed flush covered the tips of his ears as well. You giggled along with Eunji, “He did look like a fish, didn’t he?”

“Hey,” Hyunjin pouted, crossing his arms in mock upset, “don’t make fun of me. I just spaced out for a second, is all.”

“Sure you did,” Eunji rolled her eyes playfully. “I’m pretty sure you were just staring because you think yn is beau—”

“Okay, that’s enough of that. Eun, finish your dinner so you can take a bath before bed,” Hyunjin stopped his daughter from finishing his thought, but it was still clear what she had been about to say. It made you happy to think that maybe Hyunjin thought you were beautiful, considering you felt that way about him.

The rest of dinner went by smoothly and you avoided embarrassing yourself successfully. Hyunjin stood up, corralling Eunji to the bathroom before turning to you, “I’ll get her bath started and be right back.”

You nodded and watched as he followed Eunji to the bathroom before standing and bringing all the dishes to the sink. Hyunjin came back out when you were finishing up the last plate. He stood beside you at the sink, watching as you dried the plate and set it on the drying rack.

“You didn’t need to do that, you know I could have done it. You’re our guest.”

You shook your head and smiled at him as you leaned against the counter, “It didn’t feel right to just sit there and do nothing. It’s the least I can do. You know, to say thank you for the job. It’s been so great getting to watch Eunji and the money definitely helps me pay my rent.”

“You don’t have to thank me,” Hyunjin said softly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear, “Having you here to watch Eun is more than enough.”

“If I didn’t have to pay for rent and college, I’d watch her for free,” you murmured, trying not to get lost in Hyunjin’s eyes.

He took a step closer to you, his hand holding the crook of your neck and his eyes never leaving yours, “Yn, I—”

“Dad! I’m done!” Eunji yelled from the bathroom, pulling Hyunjin from his stupor.

He looked at you for a second longer before calling back to Eunji, “I’m coming baby!”

You took a deep breath and fanned yourself with your hands, trying to cool your face and calm your racing heart. You sat back at the table, waiting for Hyunjin and Eunji to come back. It didn’t take very long though, and soon Eunji was running toward you, wrapped in a fluffy pink bathrobe over her Frozen pajamas. She tugged on your fingers, pulling you out of your chair.

“Come read me a bedtime story!”

“Hm, what’s the magic word Eunnie?” You asked, allowing her to lead you down the hallway to her bedroom.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” She begged, looking at you with the puppy dog eyes you never could ignore.

So, you nodded and helped her get tucked into bed while Hyunjin watched, leaning against the doorway like he always did when he watched you take care of Eunji. You picked out a book—one that Eunji liked a lot—and sat on the edge of her bed to read her the story. She fell asleep quickly (she didn’t even make it to her favorite part in the story) but you read the entire thing anyways just in case she wasn’t really asleep. And when you finished, you kissed her forehead, not even thinking about the intimacy of the action.

“Goodnight, Eunnie,” you whispered, brushing her hair away from her eyes and pulling the blankets up a little higher before turning off the lamp and switching on the nightlight.

“You’re so good with her,” Hyunjin murmured as you closed Eunji’s bedroom door behind you. “No one’s ever been that good with her other than me. We did try a few other babysitters before my mom was able to help. And then, not even she was able to get her calm so quickly. She really likes you.”

“Oh, i-it’s nothing, I just—”

“I really like you too.”

You just stared at him for a long moment, searching his eyes for any sign that he was kidding. There was no way this was real. You just weren’t that lucky. But he looked genuine and you couldn’t find any hint of insincerity in his eyes. You reached up slowly, wrapping your arms around his neck, a sudden surge of bravery taking over you.

“Yeah? How much?”

He breathed out, his brain going fuzzy from your close proximity. “So much.”

“How about,” you stepped just a little closer, your chest almost touching his, “we have a glass of wine and you tell me how much you like me, yeah?”

He had been expecting a very different statement so it took him a moment to fully register what you had actually said to him. But slowly, he nodded his head and stepped away from you, holding your hand and taking you back to the kitchen where he poured two glasses of wine for the two of you.

“You’re not… uncomfortable knowing that I like you, are you?”

“Obviously not,” you laughed, taking a small sip of the drink in front of you. “I thought I was pretty clear about my feelings in the hallway.”

“Girls are confusing. They always think they’re being clear but… clear would be you saying, ‘yeah Hyunjin, I like you too’ instead of making my brain foggy with your little mind games,” he huffed, pouting as he took a long sip of his own drink.

“Yeah Hyunjin. I like you too,” you whispered, not looking up from your drink.

“Fuck, I can’t do this,” Hyunjin stood up and you looked at him, eyes wide and worried. Had you misread the situation?

But he grabbed your wrist gently, even amidst his haste, and took you into his room, wine half finished and left behind as he locked the door after you. You leaned against the door, your eyes adjusting to the dark and your heart pounding out of your chest as you felt his body pressed against yours.

“You don’t even know what you do to me, do you?” He gasped, craning his neck to lay his head on your shoulder. “You don’t fucking know how badly I want you.”

“Show me.”

His lips were on yours in seconds, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you with him to his bed. “This is so wrong, yn. You’re my daughter’s babysitter.”

“I know,” you gasped between kisses, tugging your shirt over your head when you broke apart.

“She’s in the next room—”

“I know.”

Maybe we shouldn’t—”

“Hyunjin, I want you to fuck me.”

He groaned low in his throat, pulling his own shirt off and leaning over you to kiss you again, teeth and lips and tongues clashing against one another as he pressed closer and closer and closer to you fervently. He moved on to your neck, leaving small kisses scattered across your smooth skin, but not marking you—he didn’t want to risk his daughter seeing and asking too many questions.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against your skin, nipping lightly at your stomach and leaving fluttering kisses across your chest and ribcage. “So, so beautiful.”

You gasped as his hands skillfully undid the clasp of your bra, pulling it off and tossing it to the side. His hands were warm. Everywhere his skin touched yours felt like magic—felt right. He felt right. It was almost too good to be true.

“Hyunjin,” you whispered, holding onto his shoulders tightly, “need you now.”

“Yeah?”

He looked at you, leaving a small kiss to the hollow space between your collarbones, and unbuttoned your pants, sliding them down your legs and throwing them with the rest of your clothes. He played with the elastic hem of your underwear, “Do you want me to keep going?”

“Yes, please.”

“You can stop me at any time. We’ll only go as far as you want.” Hyunjin’s voice was quiet but firm. It made your heart swell to know he cared enough about you to consider what you wanted and to assure you that he wouldn’t pressure you to go all the way if you didn’t want to—though now that you were nearly naked in front of him, you couldn’t possibly stop. You were almost desperate.

“Okay. But I don’t want you to stop. I want you to touch me.”

He smirked at you and tugged your underwear off, settling between your legs and hooking them over his shoulders. “I’ll do you one better.”

He kissed up your thighs, biting gently and leaving faint marks over the soft flesh. You shuddered when he pressed a gentle kiss to your clit, giving you an instant of pleasure and relief where you needed him most. But he pulled away again as quickly as he came.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes Hyunjin. I’m positive. I want this. I want you.”

He nodded and buried his face between your legs, licking a slow stripe over your entrance, “God, you smell and taste so good. You’re actually perfect, what the fuck.”

You hummed in response, too distracted by the way his tongue and his lips felt against your body. He groaned as you threaded your fingers through his hair and pushed his face harder against you. Maybe it was because you hadn’t had sex in months, or maybe it was because it was Hyunjin (or maybe it was a little bit of both) but you felt your orgasm drawing close faster than you thought was even possible.

“H-Hyunjin, stop,” you moaned out, pushing his face away from you. He looked up at you, your arousal dripping from his chin and his eyes wide and worried. “I just… wanna cum when you’re inside.”

He smirked at you and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before moving up your body to kiss you again. He sat up to unbutton his own pants and push them down his legs, followed by his boxers. He leaned over you to pull a condom from his nightstand.

“Hm, how many girls have you had sex with recently for you to keep condoms in your drawer?” You teased, propping yourself up on your elbows to watch him roll the condom over his painfully hard dick.

Even in the darkness of his room, you could tell his face was flushed. “N-none… I just… wanted to be prepared in case I met someone.”

“I’m teasing,” you giggled, pulling him down to kiss you again once the condom was on, “I know how you feel about one-night stands.”

He felt like his heart was melting when you said that. You didn’t stay late often. In fact, you had never stayed as late as dinner and putting Eunji to bed before that night, but you had spent occasional Saturdays at the park with the two of them and you had talked with Hyunjin about a lot of things. The fact that you remembered he wasn’t a ‘one-night stand’ kind of guy somehow made his heart swell with happiness.

“Are you ready?” He asked softly, rubbing his thumb gently over your cheek as he looked into your eyes.

“Yes.”

He positioned himself at your entrance and pushed in slowly. You squeezed his shoulders and gasped softly, trying not to make too much noise. If you woke Eunji up, you would bury yourself alive—there would be no way you would ever be able to face her again. He groaned deeply right into your ear, hands gripping your hips so hard you were sure you’d have finger shaped bruises in the morning.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Hyunjin moaned quietly, breathing heavily as he tried hard to stay still and give you time to adjust to his size.

“You can move,” you finally whispered, kissing his shoulder, “Please move.”

He started slow, thrusting his hips at a slow, steady pace. You bit your lip and peppered small kisses across his chest and shoulders to keep yourself quiet as he slowly sped up. He whispered sweet affirmations in your ear as he thrust into you, the tip of his dick hitting every perfect spot inside of you.

“I really fucking like you, yn,” he moaned, “I haven’t liked anyone this much in years.”

“I like you. So much,” you whined out, vision blurry as you drew closer to your high, “Hyunjin, I’m s-so close.”

“Me too, sweetheart. You gonna cum with me?” You nodded quickly, humming softly as you forgot how to speak. He grinned wolfishly and thrusted his hips even harder, “Fuck, I’m coming, baby.”

You whined softly as you came hard around his dick. He held you closer to him as he moaned as quietly as he could and you felt his cum fill the condom. He sighed happily and pulled out slowly, trying to be careful since you were still sensitive. He pulled the condom off carefully and tied it off before throwing it in the trashcan in the bathroom.

“I’ll be right back, sweetheart, I’m just going to get a washcloth and some water for you, okay?”

You nodded tiredly and rolled onto your side to watch him walk away. You tried hard to keep your eyes open so you didn’t fall asleep before he came back. Thankfully, just as your eyes were closing, he came back, a glass of water and a washcloth in hand. He sat down on the edge of the bed and helped clean you up before holding the glass of water to your lips to help you drink.

“Will you stay the night?” He asked, looking at you hopefully as he crawled under the covers again.

You giggled a little and curled into his side, making yourself comfortable, “I’m too tired to leave, so you’re stuck with me for the rest of the night.”

“Hm, I don’t mind that.” He dragged his fingers through your hair and held you as close to him as was physically possible. “I would… really like to take you out on a proper date… if you want to, of course.”

“I would love to, Hyunjin.”

“Thank god, I don’t know what I would have done if you’d said no.”

“You probably would have died from the embarrassment,” you teased, rubbing your hand up and down his side soothingly.

“Hm, yeah.” He was quiet for a moment before sighing. “I don’t know what to say to Eun…”

“Just tell her the truth. Tell her I’m going to be around more and that you like me. I think she already knows you like me, but she’ll appreciate you telling her anyway.”

Hyunjin nodded slowly, “Yeah. That’s a good idea…”

His voice trailed off and the two of you drifted off to sleep. You rested well in the arms of the man you had developed feelings for, happy that for once, your feelings weren’t unrequited. And Hyunjin rested happily, wondering if maybe, just maybe, you’d stay for good.

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“Hey Dad! What does this thing do?” Eunji asked, holding up a handheld, bright pink vibrator. It had been almost a month since you and Hyunjin had admitted you had feelings for one another and you had been spending a significant amount of time at Hyunjin’s apartment—to the point your things were scattered in random places throughout his apartment.

“What thing—oh my god, put it back, Eunji!” Hyunjin’s eyes widened as he took the vibrator from his daughter frantically, “Where did you even get this?”

“From the secret box under your bed! There’s a lot of toys like this. But they don’t look very fun. What do you even do with them?”

Hyunjin looked at you, completely distressed, and you took this as your cue to take over. “Eunji, honey, these aren’t toys, they’re tools. Your dad uses them for some of his important projects. You shouldn’t touch them since they’re not yours, though, okay?”

“Oh. No wonder they don’t look fun,” Eunji pouted, handing the vibrator to you, “Dad, you need to find a better hiding place for your work tools. Under your bed is where your favorite, special toys go, silly!”

“Toys actually should get put away in your closet, my love, but I’ll be sure not to leave my work tools under the bed anymore, okay? Now can you please, put it back yn?”

You laughed and patted Hyunjin on the shoulder as you walked past, “I’ll put it back, but we’re just going to be using it again later.”

“For the love of god, you are going to kill me!”

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