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oh no im emo 🥺

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230906 | Sehun for SPOTLiGHT聚光 Magazine September 2023

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#in need of more jeonghan aus

Does the Moonlight Shine on Paris? | Master list & Tag list

Pairing: Jeonghan x reader; Seungcheol x reader (2nd Lead)

Status: Finished

Word Count: 7.9k

Tags: friends to lovers; fluff; minor angst; idol au; elements of slowburn; second male lead scoups;

Synopsis:

Yoon Jeonghan realizes a few things about you after sharing a drink with you in Paris

Chapters:

chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3 | chapter 4 | chapter 5 | chapter 6 | chapter 7 | chapter 8 (final chapter)

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imagine eunsang meeting youngdo again after so many years and she's surprised to see that he's like this now — no longer the tricky-scowling-youngdo who keeps on tripping her just to hold her hand. he smiles at her and asks her how she is. in the middle of the conversation, he admits that he did change because of her.

he changed for her.

that's what he truly wanted to say. because after all these years, he's still that youngdo who wants to hold her hand.

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live stream

pairing: s.coups x reader length: 1.2k genre: fluff summary: seungcheol is in the middle of an impromptu live stream when you, unaware, burst into his room and are caught on camera.

You weren’t thinking of much when you headed to Seungcheol’s room and burst through the closed door.

His good morning text had been one telling you that you could come over after work and that had been, quite literally, the only thing that had gotten you through the rest of the day. The sole thoughts floating around your mind were of the food you’d brought over and how much you wanted to grab the boy in question so you could eat it together.

“Seungcheol, beloved, light of my life, world’s best boyfriend, I have– what?”

Seungcheol stared at you like a deer in headlights from his position sitting cross legged on his bed. His eyes flickered to the phone he had propped up against a couple of pillows, then to you; confused, you followed his gaze back to the phone. There was a beat of silence, then you slapped your hand over your mouth as your heart dropped very dramatically into your stomach.

“Oh no.”

Seungcheol looked like he was somewhere between wanting to swear and wanting to burst out laughing and couldn’t quite decide which direction to take.

“Oh no,” you repeated, slowly taking several steps backward, even though you weren’t visible on screen from this angle.  “Live?” He nodded, confirming what you were already certain of. Whatever poor soul was monitoring his live was probably having a complete breakdown; you just groaned. “Ah.” Over three years of sneaking around down the drain. You’d known this day would come eventually - it was inevitable - but you hadn’t exactly expected it’d be today when you woke up this morning.

From his spot on the bed, Seungcheol weighed his options. One quick glance at the screen showed comments coming in so fast they were nothing more than a blur. Even if they didn’t upload the replay, he knew there would be clips saved and some three hundred and seventy thousand people had just heard the exchange live – there wasn’t exactly a way to talk yourselves out of this one. And, honestly, he didn’t really want to.

So he looked at you.

He tilted his head in the direction of his phone. Wanna join?

You raised an eyebrow. Is that allowed?

A shrug. I don’t care.

A hesitant step forward. I dunno. You sure?

And he opened his arms, a smile finally blossoming over his face. “C’mere.”

You paused for a second longer until he wrinkled up his nose ever-so-slightly and wiggled his shoulders; you caved immediately, plopping down on the edge of his bed, just barely visible at the edge of his phone screen.

“Baaaaabe,” he whined and grabbed your arm, tugging on it until you obliged him and scooted closer; he wrapped his arms around you fully and rested his chin on your shoulder before smiling at his phone.

“Say hi.”

When you finally looked at your images on the screen, you started to pout. “No fair, you look way better than I do.”

“No I don’t!” 

“Cheol, I ran over here after my workout, I look like a trainwreck. I accidentally crashed your live and I look like a disaster, this is the worst possible first impression I could make.”

Seungcheol laughed, your favorite giggly ‘ha ha ha’ laugh, the one that filled you up and made you feel warm, and he squished his cheek against your shoulder. One hand slipped around to rest against the small of your back, drawing slow, deliberate circles there in reassurance.

“I think you’re the prettiest in the world.”

That’s all it took for your face to begin heating up, turning a splotchy red for all four hundred and eighty thousand viewers to see (when did so many more people show up?). 

“Carats, this is my partner.” There was an unmistakable note of pride in his voice that only made the red spilled over your cheeks darken. You hadn’t thought it possible, but the comments looked like they were coming in even faster than before and you went cross eyed trying to catch any words at all.

“We’ve been together for…a little over three years?”

You nodded in confirmation. “Yep!” You glanced back at the screen for a second. “I know you guys already know this, but he’s the best.” You watched a delightedly smug little smirk appear on his face and rolled your eyes. “But you have to stop telling him that or his ego’s just gonna explode and he’s gonna be totally insufferable.”

“Hey!” He whacked your arm playfully, the smirk replaced with a pout, and this time it was your turn to laugh.

“I'm teasing, you know I love you."

That’s all it took for his pout to be replaced with the widest grin and he gave your waist a gentle squeeze. “Love you most.”

“Ugh, gross, publicly declaring your love like five minutes after we tell people we’re dating.”

And he was laughing again, his smile so bright it was blinding, crumpling into you as he dissolved into giggles, which only made you laugh with him. There, in his arms, laughing until your sides hurt – that was home.

It took a minute or two for you both to settle down, but Seungcheol began to play with a strand of your hair once he did. “Babe, what’d you come in for in the first place?”

“Ah!” You sat up a little straighter, suddenly remembering the purpose of your mission, and turned your head, lowering your voice so it wasn’t picked up on the stream. “I brought your favorite for dinner because Shua told me you haven’t eaten yet. He wanted to do a movie night? You wanna?”

He nodded. “Mmm. Sounds good.”

You grinned. “I’ll go tell Shua and Jeonghan. Take your time!” You slid off the bed, rolling your eyes when Seungcheol grabbed your arm and tugged you back in to leave a quick kiss on your cheek. You stuck your tongue out at him playfully before disappearing into the hallway, pulling his door shut behind you.

Seungcheol waited until he was sure you were out of earshot before he turned his attention back to his phone. “Carats,” he started, his tone carrying just a hint of warning, “be nice to them.”

The comments hadn’t slowed down since you walked in the room, but he caught a lot of heart emojis, “so cute!!”s, and general statements of affirmation.

“They mean a lot to me, so you have to be nice, okay?” He waited a minute, pushing his hair up and out of his face, only for it to fall right back into place. “I know you will be, but I just wanted to say it anyway. I’m gonna go eat dinner now. Everyone have a good night, sleep well.” He brought his hand up in front of his face to wave at the camera. “Bye bye!” And he ended the live, leaving his phone there, propped up against the pillows, as he ambled off to find you.

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Later that night, he posted one picture on weverse; him smiling at the camera with you pressed up against his shoulder, fast asleep, face obscured by shadows. His fingers hovered over the screen for a second before he edited the post, adding a caption.

our own heaven 😊❤️

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[exo_tourgram] sehun speaking english + repeatedly saying “let’s go!”

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PERPETUAL WINTER (A Sasusaku Fanfiction) Part II

Note: It’s finally here. Wow, the last time I updated this was last May. Time flies so fast. Thank you to everyone who patiently waited for this. I hope this is okay. I don’t know if I did a decent job in making their emotions real but let me know please. Thank you! Their whole conversation wasn’t really the way I planned it. But it just happened as I was writing it, like it has a mind of its own. I hope it was okay. I’ve been anxious about this ever since I typed the first word. Aaah! So yeah, here you go. I hope I finish the whole PW series before this year ends. Thank you again for reading! Xo

PS. Been listening to a lot of sad songs while I wrote this so I included some songs. But I was listening to Back to You by Alex & Sierra and I got emo. Lol. This is also up on my ffnet!

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Excerpt: “Can I kiss you?”

Her mouth opened in surprise, her eyes widen in shock. Her breath comes in puffs, visible in the winter cold. Sasuke waited patiently, offering a silent prayer to her. He doesn’t pray to any god now for he believes there is none. But if Sakura heeds his prayer then maybe there really is one.

Seconds felt like infinity until she firmly answered, “No.”

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Sasusaku Pairing (10,304 words)

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Highschool AU but make it sasusaku!

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cafe at 3:30 (parts 1/3)

-> just how did you come to like the boy who made your patience thin as paper and your head boiling at 1004 degrees celsius?

-> dt: my bsf maichael ( @shuajeong ) hbd lovely <3

-> next

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Hi, Audrey! Regarding your game, can you please do a High School reunion fic starring Young Do and Eun Sang? Where thy haven't seen each other since high school. Feel free to include other Heirs characters. :)

[Hi, anon! We’ll keep it short and simple because otherwise I will be tempted to start another project I cannot finish.]

Young-do wasn’t particularly interested in attending his ten-year reunion, but an excuse to dodge the press’s attention by retreating for a weekend at a remote and exclusive mountain resort was precisely what he needed. If another reporter shoved a mic in his face and asked how he felt about his father’s upcoming release from prison, he was going to have to pay a hefty compensation fee once he was finished.

Neither Rachel nor Myung-soo had come—both of them were attending New York Fashion Week—so Young-do spent the first day ignoring calls from his vice president by going on a hike and finding a quiet little clearing where he could hurl snowballs at tree trunks undisturbed. By the time he returned to the resort hours later, he was overheated and worn out. He caught an elevator up to his suite so he could take a shower and change into something more presentable for the night’s formal dinner.

He wasn’t prepared for the elevator doors to open for Cha Eun-sang.

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Busy Mornings

"Bye, babe. I'll see you later," you said as you let go of his hand and hugged him after he dropped you off right outside your office.

As the daughter of the CEO of the company you work in, you always make sure that you put your best effort into everything. You know how special the company is to your dad, so you treasure it as much as he does. And so, one of your habits had been going to the office early in the morning to get work done immediately.

You walked inside your room after one last wave to your boyfriend, but before you get farther away from him, you felt him hold your hand once more as he was leaning to your door frame.

"Hm?"

"You're forgetting something."

Your brows knitted as confusion hit you.

He lightly tapped his nose twice and let his index finger stay there for a second or two. You couldn't stop the smile forming on your lips as you watched him have that mischievous stare and little smirk while he waited for you. You looked around the hallway to see if employees were already arriving, but thankfully there were still a couple of hours before work begins; hence, the serenity in the building.

You slowly leaned on him to gently kiss the tip of his nose—thanks to your high heels, it was easier for you to reach The Oh Sehun.

"Anything else, sir?" You joked.

"One more spot, baby." Heat rushed up to your cheeks when he started brushing his thumb to his lower lip.

Kissing by the lips wasn't a new thing for the both of you, but there was something in his voice and the way he looked at you that made you blush.

"Stop it, babe." You whined as you moved closer to him and hid your face by his neck. Sehun chuckled as his hands gently held you by the waist while letting you recover from embarassment.

"Why is my girl suddenly shy about kissing? Haven't we done a lot more than that?" With that, you looked up at him and saw him having that annoying playful smile.

"Se!!" You hit his chest and he laughed.

"Kidding, babe." He pulled you closer and kissed you by the forehead.

"I'll pick you up later. Don't overwork youself, ok?"

You hummed as a response. "You too," and he nodded.

Before he gets to leave, you leaned to him one more time, placed both of your hands to his chest, and kissed him on the lips. The kiss was soft and chaste which you held for longer than usual, and you felt Sehun smile to the kiss while his thumbs gently rub your waist.

You finally let go and smiled at him. Without breaking the distance and removing both of your hands on each other, he gave you a peck. And another one. And one last more, making you giggle.

This kind of moments never fails to warm your heart. It is in these moments that you further realize how you wanted to spend the rest of your life with Sehun.

"I got to go now, baby. Or else I would think of skipping my schedule and just take you back home with me," you both laughed.

"Drive safely. Text me when you arrive."

"I will," he smiled and gave you a peck one last time before cutely jogging away.

But before he got to a distance, he looked back at you, "Babe."

"Hm? Am I still forgetting something?"

"Not really, I just wanna remind you again not to overwork yourself because I'll claim something more than a kiss later tonight," he said with a wink, leaving you a blushing mess once again.

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HELLO!! Finally freed myself from writer's block I guess? I was supposed to sleep early tonight but I saw these photos and BAM! I'm just so happy the photoshoot behind came out because I've been missing Sehun so much. *cries*

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Vogue Korea Exclusive with the Jungs

Summary: Vogue Korea lands an exclusive interview with CEO Jung Jaehyun of tech company The Link and his lovely wife, the ever-welcoming Mrs. Jung. Join us as we get to know the couple dubbed as Seoul’s Sweethearts and swoon over the lovely and glowing couple.

Pairing: NCT ceo!Jaehyun x female reader

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff, fluff, and fluff. Back to my brand.

Word count: 2,719

A/N: Obviously this was inspired by *checks notes* the overwhelming amount of Jaehyun content. Czennies and Vals, we are blessed. This was supposed to be a 20 questions with Vogue kind of thing, similar to the behind the scenes of Jaehyun’s Vogue Korea x Prada shoot, but I opted for an interview format, with third person POV. Hope you all like it! Enjoy reading! Listen to this while reading:

personal copyright © anya-writes-stuff 2022 please do not repost, translate, or claim my work as your own. thank you

Jaehyun has the fondest look on his face as he watches his wife prepare breakfast. At seven months into the pregnancy, a perfectly healthy and highly anticipated one at that, he’s arguably the happiest man alive. His tech company, The Link is doing well; another fundraiser is in the works which will most likely happen after his wife gives birth, and more and more partners and investors are expressing interest in the company. All in all, the couple are all set and eagerly waiting to meet their bundle of joy.

Vogue Korea has the exclusive opportunity for an interview after the CEO achieved getting into the 30 under 30 Most Successful CEO’s listing in our New York issue and in Forbes. Read on to find out more about CEO Jung and his “love, light, and home”, the one and only Mrs. Jung. Did we swoon at the happy couple? (Yes, yes, we did.)

Jung penthouse in Gangnam, Seoul - 9AM

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→ pairing: jaehyun x reader

→ word count: 4k

→ genre: ceo/single dad!jaehyun, secretary!reader, friends to lovers!au, fluff

→ summary: they say it’s lonely at the top, especially for jung jaehyun, owner and founder of jung industries. as a single dad who just wants to be the best father to his daughter, he realizes that his life is a little sweeter when you’re by his side.

→ warnings: none

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The aroma from the steam billowing out of your cup of coffee is enchanting as you rapidly type on your computer. Displayed on the screen is your boss’s schedule for the upcoming week, and if you had any way of describing it, it is nothing less than hectic, filled with meetings, brunches, charity fundraisers, and public interviews.

You almost jump in your seat when you see Jaehyun standing beside you, having left his office which is placed behind your desk.

Jung Jaehyun is your boss, the owner and chief executive officer of Jung Industries, but you also consider him a friend as well. Despite being at the top of the corporate food pyramid, he treats you like an equal and trusts you; when he left his former company Neo City Tech, where you were also his secretary, to start Jung Industries, he asked you if you would like to move with him, in which you happily agreed. Something told you he was going to be big someday. And looking at his schedule, at how nice his corner office looks, at the financial reports, and at what people say about him in their publications, your instinct was right. Moving your gaze away from your computer screen, you look up at him.

“How can I help you?” You ask. 

He holds up his phone. “Mrs. Kim called my cell. She can’t look after Yeona today due to personal reasons,” he says. Mrs. Kim, the babysitter. She is usually the image of reliability, which is what got her hired to herald Yeona from school and watch her until her father got home from work. Today was the first day she canceled since she was hired two years ago.

“Can you call another babysitter?” Your boss asks.

“Jaehyun,” you say looking at your watch. “Yeona’s school lets out in forty-five minutes. There’s no way I can arrange for any other babysitter to come now.” 

Surprise paints Jaehyun’s expression when he looks at his watch as well. “You’re right,” he says, sighing. He blows raspberries, running a hand through his hair. He shakes his head. “Then it seems that I’ll have to take care of Yeona tonight. I think you’ll have to cancel whatever else I have today.”

Your eyes widen. “But that meeting with Huang Shipping Co.!” You say. “The Huangs are notoriously busy, I had to fight tooth and nail to get this meeting,” you say drolly. 

“Then what do you suggest?” He asks. 

“Um,” you say, tapping your fingers against your desk. You’ve had many problems, especially problems that appear last minute in your line of work, but this was certainly out of your wheelhouse. But eventually, your eyes light up with an idea. 

“Why don’t I watch Yeona?” You ask. 

Jaehyun raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” He asks. “That’s not exactly a part of your job description.” 

“Well,” you shrug your shoulders. “My job description is to make your life easier. Watching Yeona today will give you peace of mind so that you’re focused,” you say. 

Jaehyun still looks a little wary of this idea. 

“Besides,” you continue. “What other choice do we have? If I start driving now then I can pick her up from school on time.”  

“Alright,” he says finally. 

“Your schedule for the rest of today and tomorrow is already printed out and is here,” you point to a collection of papers stacked on your desk. “Do you think you’ll need me for the rest of the day? My phone will be on.” You add at the end. 

“No. I think I can manage.” He says. “I think that’s because I have the best secretary in the world.” You smile at the flattery. Jaehyun inhales deeply. “But in all seriousness, thank you for doing this Y/N.” 

“I’m just doing my job.” You smile.

-

The last time you babysat was in high school. Considering your years of corporate experience along with attending college, that was a long time ago. And you used to babysit for the neighborhood kids who knew and respected you pretty well. You’ve never actually met Yeona before, only seeing a photo of her and Jaehyun together on his desk when you would hand him his schedules. You couldn’t believe it, but you were actually scared of meeting a six-year-old. Six-year-olds can either be one of two ways: adorable and cuddly or rowdy and not listening to anything you say. 

The one word you could use to describe Yeona’s school was grand. Of course Yeona would be going to a very nice private school given her father’s status as CEO of Jung Industries. She would be surrounded by others who are like her, whose parents have equally important jobs. The children of doctors, lawyers, judges, and all the like would be attending this school. 

Taking a deep breath, you enter the building. As your shoes meet the marbled floors, they make an echoing sound that makes you feel… sort of small. Your elementary school did not look like this. Heading to the main office of the school, you knock on the door, and a woman waves for you to come in. 

You show her your ID and a note from Jaehyun himself that would allow you to pick up his daughter from school today, and the administration seems satisfied enough with this. Since you recognize how Yeona looks from all the times you’ve been behind Jaehyun’s desk, you’re able to spot her in the waiting room, most likely waiting for Mrs. Kim. 

“Hi Yeona,” you say in a friendly tone, in your best voice suited for talking to a child.

The girl looks at you in question. “Who are you? Where’s Mrs. Kim?” She asks, her words strung together quickly. 

“I’m Y/N, and I work for your daddy. Mrs. Kim had to cancel today, so I’ll be babysitting you.” 

Yeona stares for a few moments at you, her grip on the handle of her lunch box tightening. The explanation seems to make sense to her after she processed it, so she smiles. 

“Okay. When we get home, can I show you my dolls?” 

“Absolutely,” you say, smiling. 

-

Your worries about what type of six-year-old you were going to deal with were unfounded; Yeona turned out to be the adorable and cuddly type. Once you got home together, she practically dragged you into the playroom that was filled with all sorts of dolls and toys. If you thought the school was grand, so was the Jungs’ residence. Your little apartment downtown could fit into this penthouse at least three times. 

After entertaining you with her dolls and toys, Yeona showed you her legos, and you put some together to make a lego castle. Eventually, she got hungry, so you grabbed something from the pantry, and you both watched her favorite TV shows together. Yeona would narrate what was going on, describing the characters in her own words, which ones were “good,” which ones were “mean.” You listened carefully, enjoying the ecstatic look on her face and asking further questions to keep her engaged. 

As the sun sank lower in the sky, so did Yeona’s energy, and she fell asleep on the couch around thirty minutes before Jaehyun came back home.

“Where’s Yeona,” he asks, briefcase in hand once he enters his home to meet you near the elevator. 

“Sleeping on the couch.” Leading him to the spot, Jaehyun bends down, hoisting his daughter up, and Yeona’s head finds its place in the crook of Jaehyun’s neck. 

“Daddy?” She asks drowsily. She brings her little arms to wrap around Jaehyun’s manly frame.

“Yeah?” Jaehyun responds in a soft voice. 

“Can you read me a bedtime story?” 

Jaehyun smiles, pressing a kiss on the crown of her head. 

“Of course I can. Let’s start off where we left off last night.” 

-

You come to work again the next day, and you already find a cup of coffee sitting on your desk. You smile. It was in one of those cups with a large plastic dome on the top, filled with whipped cream and chocked-full of sugar. 

You turn around and look into Jaehyun’s office surrounded by glass doors. He’s looking at you too, a ninety-watt grin starting to emerge on his face as you sip your drink. 

Walking in, you point at the drink. 

“Was this your doing?” You ask, your lips forming a small smile. 

“Maybe,” he says, shrugging his shoulders with mock nonchalance. You continue to stare at him, with your brow raised.

“Alright,” Jaehyun sighs. “So it was me.” He shrugs his shoulders, sighing. “I don’t understand why you like those coffees with skim milk when there’s sugar and whipped cream anyway.”

“Hey,” you say, cocking your head. “I’m able to have whipped cream and sugar because there’s skim milk.” You make sure to emphasize the ‘because.’

Jaehyun only snorts, but slowly, his expression becomes more serious. 

“I wanted to thank you for being with Yeona yesterday.” 

You chuckle. “Jaehyun, you’ve thanked me a million times. I told you that it’s my job to help you. Like right now, for instance,” You step closer, placing your hands on his tie, which was crooked. Yesterday was a long day for Jaehyun, so you aren’t so surprised that his tie looked off. He lifts his chin up as he lets you fix his tie. 

“Thanks,” he says, the light in his eye dancing.

Grinning, you put a hand to your hip. “We can’t have your tie looking bad when you have important clients to take care of today.” 

“You went above and beyond,” he says, “with Yeona I mean. And she really likes you. More than she likes dolls.” You both laugh. 

-

This year, Jung Industries wanted to start its first take-your-kid-to-work day. It’s considered a field trip for children, and the whole point would be to give the youth a glimpse of the workplace and its culture. The only requirements for a parent would be that their child or children had to be of school age (this wasn’t daycare) and they had to be well-behaved. 

As expected, the office today is swarming with children; those who are in elementary and middle school are adorned in little suits and dresses as they follow their parents around and listen with wide and star-struck eyes to what their parents do all day, from listening in on phone calls to watching their parents participate or conduct meetings. The teenagers, though, were in more casual clothes, most likely of the sentiment that this is a free day off of school. 

“Daddy, your job is so cool! You get to tell people what to do and they listen!” You hear a few footsteps away. Prying your eyes away from your desktop, you see Yeona, dressed in a striped frock as she stands with her father, looking at him with amazed eyes. 

Jaehyun leans down, getting on face level with her. Ever the doting dad he is, he smiles, putting a hand to her cheek.

“That’s only just the beginning. Being the boss has a lot of other jobs too.” Yeona only continues to stare, excitement in her eyes. 

“Sir?” You see two other guys stand by Jaehyun and Yeona. They both look young and seem nervous; from the looks of it, this is probably their first time dealing with the CEO himself. When Jaehyun turns his attention to them from where he’s kneeling, one of them clears his throat. 

“Sir, we need your urgent attention at marketing. Alone,” he adds. 

“Alright,” Jaehyun sighs. “Sweetie,” he turns his attention to Yeona. “Why don’t you go and see Y/N right now?” Yeona’s gaze shifts to you sitting at your desk, and she smiles, running to you. 

“Y/N!” She says. Jaehyun and the two other guys walk off into a hallway. 

“Hi Yeona,” you reply. 

“I miss you,” she pouts. “Are you going to come over to babysit again? I had a lot of fun with you when you last came.” 

You click your tongue. “It’s been pretty hectic at the office recently, so I haven’t been able to come. I’ll try to find time for you in the future.” She nods slowly. “How has your day been?” You continue.

“It’s been great!” She says with a big smile on her face. “Daddy took me to a meeting and he looked so cool talking to everyone!” Her excitement is contagious because now you feel a little happier just looking at her happiness. 

“I’m glad it’s going great,” you say. 

“I showed Daddy my report card yesterday, and he says that I’m going to be something big like him one day!” She chirps with joy. 

“I agree,” you say. “You’re growing up fast.” 

Yeona nods surely. “Yeah. I am. I’m almost seven.” She straightens her back when she says this, making herself seem as ‘grown-up’ as possible. 

“Wow,” you say with awe. “When are you gonna be seven?” 

“Two weeks,” she replies. “I’m a big girl,” she states proudly. “When I went shopping with Daddy for a new dress to wear today, I told him that polka-dots are babyish, so he got me stripes.” Yeona twirls around, showing off her new dress. 

“I think you look like a big girl,” you say. 

“Big girls drink coffee, don’t they?” She asks. Her eyes wander to your mug sitting at your table, a curious look on her face.

“They do,” you say smiling, knowing what she’s going to ask next. 

“Can I try it?” She asks. 

“I drank most of it. Let’s get you some fresh coffee,” you say, extending your hand so that you don’t lose her among the teenagers and adults grabbing a sip of coffee before heading back to work.

Yeona cheers, grabbing your hand. “I want it just like Daddy has it.” 

Following you out from your desk into the break room, you both stand in front of the coffee machine, where you turn it on, grabbing a disposable cup and watching the coffee drain from the machine into the cup. You only take a very small quantity; you don’t want Yeona to be wired for the rest of the day. Jaehyun only has his coffee black with a little sugar, so you mimic what you make for him, being sure that the concoction in the disposable cup is proportionate to what you usually make for Jaehyun.

“Make sure you blow on it more so you don’t burn your tongue.” Yeona nods, blowing on her coffee a few more times before taking a sip. She grimaces. 

“Yuck!” She whines. “That’s gross.” She puts the cup on the counter, sticking her tongue out with disgust. You go into the fridge where there is some water, and she drinks it willingly. 

“How does Daddy even drink that every morning?” She asks.

“As you get older, you’ll like the taste.” 

“I’ll never like it!” She exclaims.

You laugh. You probably shouldn’t hang around in the break room for too long since you still have a lot of work to complete today, so you grab Yeona a snack from a cupboard before migrating back to your desk. You grab another chair for Yeona and sit down by your desk while you type vigorously.

Munching on her food while silence hangs between both of you, Yeona looks at your computer screen curiously. 

“What do you do for my Daddy?” She asks. 

“Well,” you start off, “I arrange what he does for the week, answer phone calls for him, make reports, and organize meetings,” you say. 

“That sounds like a lot,” she says. 

“Yeah, it is,” you say. 

“Do you ever get to relax?” She asks. 

“Sometimes.” Silence ensues between the two of you. Yeona takes her index finger and places it on her chin thoughtfully. You watch from the corner of your eyes when you stop typing, picking up the phone on the desk. 

“Jung Jaehyun’s office, how may I help you.” As you grab the details of the caller and respond back (Forbes, who wants to interview Jaehyun as one of the youngest CEOs to be on the top 50), you notice a big smile appearing on Yeona’s face.

Putting down the phone, Yeona starts talking again. 

“You should come to my birthday party,” she says, thrilled. “There’s going to be cake and ice cream and ponies and princesses. Daddy is hosting it, and it’s going to be lots of fun.” The look on her face is bright as she waits for your response. 

Her excitement is childish and endearing, warming your heart. What else could you say?

“Of course I’ll come,” you respond, grinning. 

-

Despite Jaehyun’s multiple assurances that he wouldn’t fire you if you really didn’t want to come to his daughter’s birthday party or had some other weekend plans, you only brushed him off. He would probably need you around as emotional support anyway; a few hours of boisterous six to seven-year-old girls would probably take a toll on anyone.

So you come to the venue for Yeona’s birthday party, stepping out and locking your car. It’s a very large private park with lush green grass and beautiful flowers that felt like they could go on forever. As the timid rays of the sun kiss your skin, you can hear children shrieking in excitement as they go inside the bouncy house, jumping energetically. 

There’s a sunshade standing at a corner of the park and a table under it where there are presents stacked high, and you add your gift as well. Most of the girls attending Yeona’s birthday party are far richer than you can ever imagine being, so your gift, just a cute princess doll you found at the mall the other day, probably seems small compared to what everyone else brought for Yeona.

“You didn’t have to bring a gift. Trust me, Yeona already has enough toys,” a voice says from behind. In an instant you know it’s Jaehyun, so you turn around. He’s dressed casually, just in some jeans and a t-shirt, and he has a hand on his hips. 

“I know but,” you shrug your shoulders. “It feels strange coming to a party without a present.” You smile. 

“You’re finally here!” Yeona says. Dressed in a blue frock, she runs to you, wrapping her little arms around you for a hug. 

“Did you really think I was going to miss this?” Delightedly, Yeona pulls away, grabbing your arm and dragging you to where the other girls are playing in the bouncy house. 

“Everyone,” she says. Their attention turns to Yeona, the birthday girl. “This is Y/N. She’s really fun,” she says proudly.

-

Jaehyun really outdid himself with this party. There was ice cream, cake, carnival games, princesses… 

And ponies. 

When Jaehyun announced that the ponies were here, all the girls practically sprung from their seats like jack-in-the-boxes, running to the eight instructors handling the ponies. As soon as all the girls are settled down, either riding a pony or waiting for an instructor to assign one, you and Jaehyun stand together, watching. 

“Look, Daddy, I’m doing it!” Yeona yells from her horse as an instructor keeps pace with her. 

“Good job!” Jaehyun responds back loudly, a big grin on his face. 

“You seriously have the softest spot for Yeona,” you chuckle, crossing your arms as you look from the girls talking with excitement to Jaehyun. 

“I do.” He says in agreement. Jung Jaehyun, the man who is able to prioritize his family and work, the same man who wears the bracelet his daughter made in art class last year, the same man that asks you to schedule meetings and events around Yeona’s dance recitals. 

In your gaze is a bit of admiration…

Maybe even a bit of adoration. 

“Hey!” You and Jaehyun’s heads move in unity to identify the source of the voice. It’s one of the instructors jogging up to you. He smiles at you both before he starts speaking. 

“We have a couple of extra ponies here. Do any of you want to take a spin?” He asks. 

“I’m good,” you respond. “I prefer watching.” After noting your answer, the instructor looks at Jaehyun curiously. 

“Sure, why not?” He replies. You quirk an eyebrow at this response. 

“Good. I’ll set up the pony and bring it to you?” He asks. Jaehyun nods. 

As the boy runs back to where the extra ponies are, you stare at Jaehyun curiously. He seems to be entertained by your look.  

“I used to ride in high school. I was a part of the equestrian team.”

From the time that you know Jung Jaehyun, you didn’t know about this. All you knew was that he was relatively wealthy growing up, taking a huge grant from his parents to start Jung Industries. 

Jaehyun is amused by your surprise. “Did you think that I always just sat in a room full of other rich people all day?” 

You raise a brow. “That’s pretty much what I organize for you.” At your sarcasm, Jaehyun snorts a little. 

By now, the guy is back, holding a pony by the rein. 

“Need any help?” He asks. 

“No, I think I’ll be fine.” The guy acknowledges, running back to check on the girls.

You watch Jaehyun as he puts a foot in the foothold, gripping the rein of the pony as he leaps on. Watching you at ground level, Jaehyun smiles. 

“Do you want to get on?” He asks. You look a little nervous. “Come on, just try it! It’ll be fun!” Jaehyun continues in an attempt to convince you. 

Sighing, you look up at him. “Fine. But you better not kill me.” 

“I’ll be extra careful.” Holding out his hand, you take it, placing your foot on the foothold. You look hesitant.

“Just spring up and get on,” he says in a calming voice, further instructing you. Doing as he says, you swing your other foot around the horse.   

“There you go,” he says. “Now, hold onto me tight.” Shaking the reins, the pony starts. You gasp at the sudden movement, holding onto Jaehyun for your dear life. Your nose burrowed into his back, you think he smells kind of nice. 

-

After opening all of Yeona’s gifts, it was time for everyone to go home. This four-hour birthday bash was finally over, leaving you and Jaehyun very exhausted. As the hired help loads Yeona’s presents into the car, you and Yeona stand in the park, where the setting sun dips in the sky. 

Yeona smiles at you. “Thank you for coming Y/N,” she says. 

“No problem. I had a great time.” As odd as it sounds, you think you had more fun at this party than you expected. 

“Sweetie, why don’t you get in the car?” Jaehyun asks after talking with the help. 

“Okay.” Yeona waves at you before heading into the Porsche, in the backseat. Now, it’s just you and Jaehyun together. 

“We should do this again sometime,” Jaehyun starts off. 

“Yeah. I had a lot of fun, surprisingly,” you say. 

Silence ensues between you both. Out of curiosity, you turn your head to look at Jaehyun standing by your side, thinking deeply about something.

“What could you be thinking that deeply about on a Saturday?” You ask jokingly. He looks at you, his previous expression wiped off.

“Just thinking about a nice restaurant to take you some time.” 

“By ourselves?” You ask a little dumbly. He nods. 

You gape. “Jung Jaehyun, are you asking me out on a date?” 

“Yeah,” he smiles. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Ever since I’ve seen how great you’re with Yeona…” He trails, a little smile on his face. “Maybe next Saturday?” He continues. 

You gaze at Jaehyun with a little smile on your face. “I think I would like that.” 

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Requested:

New Parents!Jaehyun x Female Reader

Jaehyun carefully watches you from the doorway of your 6-month old daughter’s nursery. You were carefully rocking her in your arms, humming a song that you used to sing to Jaehyun when he would have trouble going to sleep. When your daughter woke up in tears a few minutes ago, Jaehyun began to blindly shuffle out of bed until you pushed his tired frame into the mess of blankets and kissed his hair, a small “It’s okay, Jae. I got it.” leaving your lips. Jaehyun had an indescribable urge to peacefully fall back into the pillows and pass out, but something about your tired smile made Jaehyun venture out of bed and to the nursery. He was glad he did.

Once you caught sight of him, Jaehyun carefully walked closer to peer at his daughter. Resting his chin on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around your waist in a back hug, you both silently admired her as she went back to sleep. He thought it was amazing how you could just pick her up and she would suddenly stop her fussing and crying. At first, he truly thought you possess magical hands, but he knew it was because your daughter had you wrapped around her little finger, the same way you had Jaehyun wrapped around yours. You would do anything for her; even running on little sleep, you could still hold love in your eyes as you keep humming your quiet song. Jaehyun’s heart filled more and more with love as he watched on.

“Sit down, baby.” You mumbled as to not wake up the little angel in your arms. Jaehyun found comfort in the lazyboy in the corner of the room and you carefully handed over your daughter. She continued to sleep, a pacifier in her mouth and her little eyelashes fluttering; a mess of strangely thick tufts of hair on top of her head, which is not far from how you and Jaehyun look like right now as well.

Jaehyun held her to his chest with all the gentle strength he could muster, his soft heartbeat lulling her into a deeper sleep and Jaehyun suddenly felt tears prickle at his tired eyes. Maybe it was because he hadn’t gotten more than 4 hours of sleep every night since your daughter came into this world, or maybe it was because he still couldn’t believe he had a daughter as perfect as the one in his arms right now. He looked up at you, and your shoulders fell in a sigh as you sat down on the floor next to Jaehyun’s legs.

“You should go back to bed, honey. I can take care of her from here.” Jaehyun whispered but you shook your head.

“No way am I missing this.” You sleepily replied and kept watching the scene in front of you. “Can you… sing to her?” You asked after a minute. Jaehyun leaned his head back against the chair and started singing a lullaby, he had a feeling you weren’t asking him to sing for your daughter, but instead for you. You proved his assumption when you closed your eyes and leaned your head against Jaehyun’s thigh. Soon, your head completely relaxed and soft breathing left your chest.

Jaehyun continued to stay awake in the comfy chair of your daughter’s nursery, with the owners of his heart in his arms and resting against his side. He quietly thanked whatever divinity allowed him the pleasure of having everything he’s ever wanted.

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See You Soon

Dad!Jaehyun

genre: lil fluff; very angst

warnings: swearing

word count: 2.2K

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 

“Come on, princess. You’ve gotta eat everything so you have energy to go hang out with daddy.” You said pointing at the little plate in front of your daughter while she played with the grapes on the high chair not paying any attention to you. You looked at the clock on the wall and sighed, you were a little very late on your schedule for the day. Seoyeon didn’t wake up on her best mood, so it took you a while to make her settle down after the tantrum she threw earlier when she didn’t want to leave your bed.

Because of that you had exactly 28 minutes to finish feeding her, dress her up and try to run a comb on that thing on your head you called hair befor-

You straightened your back when you heard the doorbell, your daughter looked up at you and started kicking her legs happily while she montioned for you to pick her up already knowing what that sound meant. You couldn’t help, but laugh at the little toddler.

“Do you know who it is, love?” You cooed at her, tied your hair up before taking the excited girl in your arms. “Come on. Let’s see who it is.”

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J.JH| Beyond Our Love

✩ Warnings: None 

☞ Word Count(Teaser): 243

☞ Estimated word count per chapter/oneshot (idk yet if I want this as a oneshot kr what): 5k-10k 

♡ Hey Luvess soo this is the teaser for beyond our Love please send a feedback and if you wanna get tagged just send me an ask or a message :))

They say first loves are something you can never forget as they are the first ones that makes you experience  and learn the three stages of love which are lust, attraction and attachment that will change you like no other relationship can, it is the relationship that made you believe in a happily ever after but it’s also the relationship that proves we are all capable to fall out of love, we would suddenly stop feeling the euphoric state of being together it would be replaced by the endless shouts and arguments that would drain the life out of you until you just suddenly feel tired and end it.

Jung Jaehyun was your first love, he was the first person that you allowed to get close to you in mind, body and soul, he was the first one to see all your imperfections within, he thought you how to be selfless. Jung Jaehyun was your everything until he wasn’t because he is now just a bitter memory.

Your relationship with Jaehyun started back in college, you both have always been popular but due to different reasons, you being miss perfect envied by a lot due to you being smart, pretty and rich whilst him he had a fuck boy reputation sleeping around here and there breaking hearts nonstop, he was someone you should avoid to protect your heart, but how would you ever avoid him when he sets his eyes on you suddenly.

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