#MY FEELS IN JAEHEES ROUTE WHEN SHE STARTED CRYING OVER A GIFT. I LOVED THAT

[kirexa]

Toxic Yaoi

Versus

Healthy Yuri

[amysteriousmessenger]

MC giving RFA+Minor trio a gift for Valentine's day please! :D

I’ve tweaked this a little bit so it’s also a returned gift!! I hope you like it!! This is my second Valentine’s day request <3

RFA + Minor Trio Valentine’s Gift Exchange Headcanons

Yoosung Kim Valentine’s Gifts

You didn’t have to think too hard to decide on what to get Yoosung for Valentine’s Day, he had been complaining that he needed a new headset for a few weeks but had already spent his student budget on new limited edition LOLOL skins. The poor boy had already been reduced to instant ramen to afford these luxuries. You didn’t know too much about which sort of headset he’d prefer, so you just got him a decently branded one that had good reviews and hoped it would work.

You also wanted to get him some extra things to go in his giftbag, so you got him a new t-shirt tand some cute strawberry heart shaped Pocky, which you definitely didn’t buy with the pure intention of playing the Pocky Game with him. Of course not.

Yoosung would have put quite a bit of effort into thinking about what to get you for Valentine’s Day, since he didn’t want to screw up and be a bad boyfriend. He even asked Zen for advice, but didn’t think the bold, extravagant declaration of love really suited him.

Yoosung decided to go for the traditional route and gift you a little charm bracelet, a small bouquet of red roses and cook a meal for you. Of course, it was his special omurice, packed with extra love because it was Valentine’s day. He’d picked out the charm bracelet online, it was a little silver one with a sparkly star charm on it.

Zen/Hyun Ryu Valentine’s Gifts 

If Zen knew anything, it was dramatic romance. He’ll pour Valentine’s clichés on you like it’s nobody’s business. Zen buys you a chunky bouquet of red roses, a big box of chocolate (he doesn’t usually eat chocolate because he doesn’t want the sugar to affect his skin, so he makes sure the box is extra big so he can cheekily pick at a few that he likes) and takes you out for an evening meal.

When you get home after the dinner, Zen will pick you up outside the door and carry you bridal style over the threshold, just because he wants you to feel like a princess in his arms.

You can also bet that Zen is going to sing for you for Valentine’s Day. He’d have spent a while picking out the song, and depending on what he thought was best, it would be 1) Your favourite song, 2) A dramatic love ballad from a musical he’d been in, or 3) a joking strip-tease song.

For your gifts, you’d have gotten Zen some new skincare products that he’d been looking at. You knew how much he loved his sheet masks so you’d brought him a fun selection to have a try of. Some of your favourite evenings with Zen were spent doing skincare on one another, so you wanted an excuse to do that more.

For his big gift, you got him a ticket for two to go for an all-exclusive spa day trip. He was flustered that you’d spent so much money on him, but you assured him it was for the both of you to spend time together and to enjoy!

Jaehee Kang Valentine’s Gifts

Valentine’s Day wasn’t a holiday that Jaehee had off from work if it was a weekday, so you were really lucky this year that it had fallen on a Sunday. She’d gotten all of her work done late on the Saturday night in order to have the day free to spend with you.

You got Jaehee a fancy new coffee maker that she had had her eye on for a while, but couldn’t justify to herself since her old one was still in fine, working condition. You’d imported some special coffee beans for her to try too. You also felt like it was important to give Jaehee some flowers too, since you knew sometimes she felt so dull and drab because of how Jumin made her dress for work, she deserved to feel pretty too.

Jaehee got you tickets to a musical show you’d been wanting to see, but had missed the tickets for. She’d seen that a pair of them had gone up for sale second hand and had quickly snatched the sale in order to get them for you. It wasn’t a show that she’d have usually seen, but she’s very excited to get to watch it with you.

Jumin Han Valentine’s Gifts 

To start, you’d have gently implied to Jumin about setting a budget for Valentine’s Day, because God knows he didn’t know the value of money sometimes and you felt bad knowing you couldn’t match whatever he was going to spend. You didn’t want Valentine’s to be about money, but about your feelings for one another.

You told the chef on Saturday night that he wasn’t needed for breakfast since you wanted to make breakfast for Jumin yourself. You made him a spread of sweet pancakes with syrup and fruit and hand dripped his coffee yourself, taking the time to decorate a little foam Elizabeth the 3rd on top of it. You’d also made him lunch to take to work, and put a little note in it saying that you and Elizabeth missed him whilst he was gone. 

Jumin had arranged for the two of you to go to an extremely overpriced restaurant for dinner, which is where you were exchanging gifts. You have Jumin a pair of cufflinks engraved with yours and his initials, which he immediately swapped the ones he was currently wearing for. 

Coincidentally, Jumin also gave you jewellery, it was a beautiful necklace with far too many diamonds in. He clipped it around your neck, agreeing to himself that his selection was correct as it looked beautiful on you. He also added that there was another gift waiting for you at home, since it would have been inappropriate to bring to the restaurant. 

He had gotten you a set of lingerie to wear for the night, obviously. 

Saeyoung Choi Valentine’s Gifts 

Seven was a hit at heart, and a car guy, so the choice was obvious: you were going to get him a giant Hot Wheels tracks with all the extra decorations. You spent far too much money on it, but knowing how happy it would make him made it entirely worth it. 

You thought he was going to cry when he unwrapped it, and he immediately set it up and spent hours making the track and remaking it, adding extra obstacles, making the car go over Saeran’s head, loop, jump through flames- everything. He was so happy with your gift that he almost forgot to give you your own gift. 

Which he then changed into- 

Seven was going to be your maid for the day, outfit and all. He explained his gift by telling you he knew how much effort it must be to look after him, so he was going to look after you for a change, and ‘look good while doing it’. 

He also got you a bunch of imported snacks that you had really been wanting to try, but couldn’t work out the proxy or shipping to be able to do it. You were swimming in snacks, you didn’t know where they were going to go.

V/Jihyun Kim Valentine’s Gifts

Always a romantic at heart, V would have put a lot of effort into your Valentine’s gifts and spent a lot of time considering it, he wouldn’t have wanted it to be a commercial gimmick but an actual symbol of his love for you. You felt the same, of course.

For V, you gifted him a new portable polaroid camera and cartridges. He had so many big expensive cameras, but a little polaroid captures fun moments and prints them instantly. They could capture moments without taking V out of it and distancing himself.

You also gave him a set of imported watercolours from Europe, since the reviews said that they were really good. He’d mentioned wanting to experiment more with watercolours, so this was the perfect time to gift him a set to practice with.

For your gifts, V would have first gifted you a weekend getaway for the two of you, knowing how stressed you had been recently. He wanted to give you a chance to relax and to just spend some time being utterly in love with one another.

Secondly, V gifted you a painting, of your hand touching a rose petal and being illuminated by the sun. He didn’t need to explain it, because he knew the painting reached your heart.

GE Saeran Choi Valentine’s Gifts 

Saeran was always getting you gifts, so he wanted to do something extra special for Valentine’s Day, but remaining in the spirit of the holiday. He was in love with love, and wanted to show it. 

You’d woken up to a room full of flowers, so many flowers. Saeran would have decorated the room silently before you had woken up since he wanted you to wake up to the beautiful sight. He’d tell you the meaning of each flower and how each one represents a different reason as to why he loves you entirely. You’d been awake about thirty seconds, this man is shameless with his affection.

Saeran would make you breakfast in bed and would cook for you for the entire day, making whatever you wanted to eat. He’d already made a bunch of baked goods in preparation whilst you were asleep.

Over dinner, you’d give him his gifts even though you were worried that they weren’t enough in comparison to what he had done. You gave him some seeds, a new pair of gardening gloves since he was continuously hurting his hands on rose thorns, a photo album of the happy memories the two of you had been making with the RFA and a little keychain that had a picture of the two of you in it to go on his housekeys. Needless to say, he cried.

Saeran had also got you another gift, a tiny gold necklace with a little heart in the middle of it. He said he chose it because he wanted you to carry his heart with you everywhere you go.

Vanderwood Valentine’s Gifts

Vanderwood absolutely forgot Valentine’s Day was a thing until the day before, when he wanted in on Seven trying on his maid outfit to make sure it still fit okay and had to immediately explain himself.

He was not someone to celebrate Valentine’s Day, since he didn’t want to get attached to anyone, but you had somehow wormed your way into his life and refused to leave. 

He’d have gotten you a new laptop, since he couldn’t bear to look at that horrific old thing you were using. He set it up with anti-tracking software and made it as safe as possible to people like him didn’t steal your information, he wouldn’t do anything romantic, but he might be a little less mean to you for that day. He wouldn’t even say ‘Happy Valentine’s Day’ to you, he’d just hand you the laptop and show you how to use it.

For your gift to Vanderwood, you tried gifting him a vape pen so help him cut down on smoking so much, but he didn’t willingly accept this. He took it, and would maybe use it when he was at home and no one could see him vaping though, since you’re the one who gave it to him. 

Just to add an extra gift in, since you knew the vape pen wouldn’t go down well, you gave him a voucher for a coffee shop and an Elvish dictionary: you had insider information that Seven was about to change the intercom on the door’s language, after all.

[mercury-imagines]

Hey! :) How would RFA (V+Saeran) react if MC says something really hurtful, because she is stressed out? How would she make it up to them? Sorry for my bad englisch haha :D

Your English is fine :)  Also I finally learned how to use keep reading tabs! Here goes:

Zen:

MC would be stressing, and in trying to cheer her up, Zen would end up being narcissistic 

Saying things like “MC, you have no reason to be stressed out with a handsome guy like me around ;)”

After one too many comments like this, MC would be pushed over the edge

“No wonder your parents hated you.”

It was barely audible, muttered through clenched teeth

But Zen heard it as clear as day

His face just falls, and his hands fall to his sides.

He doesn’t cry often, but his eyes start to water

He walks away silently

Mc just puts her head in her hands, thinking “I can’t deal with this right now”

Once MC calms done and realizes the impact of her words, she goes to apologize, only to find Zen gone

MC checks everywhere in the house, and discovers Zen’s bike is gone as well.

She calls him, but he left his phone at home

Eventually MC falls asleep on the couch out of pure exhaustion 

When she wakes up, she checks the bedroom and finds Zen wrapped in blankets, asleep.

She makes one of the cheesy jars filled with “100 reasons I love you”

She makes his favorite breakfast and gently wakes him up

She presents the gift and the breakfast to him, along with an apology

When MC starts crying, Zen can’t take it anymore

He instantly forgives her

But is still woken up to breakfast in bed and small gifts for at least a week

Yoosung:

He’s already a pretty sensitive guy

So when MC says something about him never trying or making an effort at anything, about him being a failure and that she has to do everything

It really gets to him

He turns into a mess

He starts to cry almost immediately

He runs to his room and throws himself on his bed

He’s not even mad at you, he’s just distraught because he thinks your words hold some truth

Cries himself to sleep, cocooned in blankets

He avoids you, not wanting to be a burden

He stops playing LOLOL

He tries to start studying, but his mind keeps wandering back to your words

When you come to his room with his favorite meal and a handwritten card, he starts to get all choked up

Tells you he’s sorry and that he’s trying to be better

You tell hm he has nothing to be sorry about, you were just stressed out and those hurtful words slipped out

You tell him how wonderful he is, and that your words had no truth to them

He starts to cry in relief and hugs you tightly 

All is forgiven and a cuddling session begins~

Jaehee:

Both of you were stressed about the cafe not doing so well lately

She suggested maybe you work a few extra hours and help out a bit more

Although she said it with good intentions, it ticked you off

You grumbled something about how she was better as nothing but a simple assistant

This hurt her feelings quite a bit, but she didn’t show it

“Ok MC.”

She just walked away, grabbed a cup of coffee, and popped in a Zen disc

She sat on the couch with her back towards you

After awhile, you tried to apologize

“Jaehee, I’m sorry. That wasn’t kind.”

No response came, so you continued on with your apology.

Still no response

You sighed and went to sit next to her

Only to find her eyes watering, tears threatening to fall

Jaehee rarely cried

You hugged her tightly, and didn’t let go for a long time

You held her as you both drifted to sleep

In the morning, you woke up before her and made coffee and breakfast for her, and made sure to help out more with the cafe

707:

You were stressed out, and Seven being Seven, kept making jokes and being goofy

He was trying to cheer you up and relieve some of your stress, but it only ended up irritating you

You just weren’t in the mood for his jokes, and it finally got to be too much for you to handle

“This is why Saeran hates you.” You grumble through gritted teeth

Of course you didn’t mean it, but through your blinding irritation, it slipped out

He stops whatever he’s doing, stops mid joke

His eyes start to water and his chest feels heavy

He whispers an inaudible “I know.”

And he leaves

He takes one of his cars and leaves before you can try to stop him.

He speeds, and doesn’t drive with any caution

You stay awake all night, worrying about him

He comes home at around three in the morning

You rush to him as soon as he opens the door and embrace him

You whisper and apology over and over again 

After a few minutes, he returns your embrace, and wraps you in his arms

He starts to cry while you gently stroke his hair

You pull him into bed and hold him until he falls asleep

You wake up early and let him sleep

You make him all of his favorite foods, and write reasons you love him on sticky notes and put them all over the house

He’s still a little down throughout the day

But he keeps insisting you don’t have to do this

despite his protests, you try as hard as you can to make it up to him

At night, You tell him he means the world to both you and Saeran

He tells you he forgives you as you cuddle in bed, drifting off to sleep

Jumin:

Jumin as a hard time being sympathetic sometimes, and is often overly analytical 

He’s really just trying to ease the stress and show you that there’s nothing to be stressed bout

He always tries his best to be perfect for you

So when you yell at him for being an emotionless robot, it stings

Ironically, he chooses not to show that it affects him

Tries to carry on as he normally would, but you can tell he’s being more distant and colder than he usually is.

Looks up how to show his emotions on wikihow

You finally apologize the next day

You tell him you know that he feels quite deeply inside, and that your words held no truth and were only said out of momentary anger, falsely directed at him

Jumin smiles and forgives you, and tells you he’ll take more of an effort to be sympathetic

The next day, there are lots and lots of new ties laid out on his bed as an apology, similar to the way he lays out new things he buys you 

Happy boy

V:

He tries to help you feel less stressed

His intentions are pure, but his actions do not have the desired effect

He hovers over you, constantly asking if he can do anything to help

He comes off as really clingy, and in your stressed state, it bothers you

You mutter something about Rika

That you see why she left him

And how its pathetic that he can’t even get over her

You regret the words as soon as you see his expression

His eyebrows are knit and his eyes as glossed with tears

His voice trembles as his whispers an apology

He says nothing more as he walks out of the room

You feel so terrible for what you said

You want to apologize, but where do you even begin after saying something like that?

You know he was only trying to help

An hour or so after the incident

You sheepishly creep to V’s bedroom door

His door is cracked open, and you stop immediately seeing his position

He is sitting on the edge of the bed, his back turned to you

You can see his shoulders shake with each muffled sob

Your heart aches when you see the picture he holds in his hand

A picture of you, carefully encased in a frame

After a moment, you silently crawl onto the bed and wrap your arms around him

You both sink down onto the soft covers

You choke out a soft apology

“Im sorry, V…”

“I know.”

He holds you tighter

You stay there until you both fall asleep

When you wake up, its almost as if nothing ever even happened

Until you realize all the traces of Rika have disappeared 

The last photos, trinkets, everything

In their place is only a note

“Moving on. You’re the only one I love.” -V

Despite the things you said, after the whole thing was over, V seemed more at peace and was on the path to forgiving himself.

There is no Saeran because I haven't played his route yet. I haven't played V’s route either, but I wrote this before his route was even out, which just tells you how long my damn hiatus was. mega oof.

[serensama]

Happy Birthday Jihyun

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY PASTEL PRINCE!  IM NOT SALTY AT ALL THAT I OWN AN IPHONE AND COULDN’T PLAY YOUR ROUTE ON YOUR BIRTHDAY OR ANYTHING. I’M FINE.  IN FACT IT JUST GAVE ME THE TIME TO FINISH WRITING THIS FOR YOU. 

Okay my darlings! This is just a HC about how V spends this birthday- it’s AU and steams right after V’s To Promise #7 as I can’t seem to get over Daddy V anytime soon. Whilst it’s not super important to have read it (there may be some places where you may go- huh?- but I understand skipping the previous story as it is over 18K long.)  So here is V, Dae Hyun and MC- celebrating V’s birthday.  Excuse me while I continue crying over not being able to make V happy. 

-       The last time he had truly celebrated his birthday… God…

-       He was engaged. His whole life before him. He was successful and happy and surrounded by everyone he loved. It was right before their last RFA Party, Rika told him it was going to be the biggest one yet because it fell so close to his birthday, that they would celebrate it all together. She had gone all out organising his favourite foods, his photos not only to be auctioned off but to honour him, invited guests not pertinent to the party but just important to him- he had felt so loved.

-       And then two birthdays passed. He could barely tell that they did, if he was being honest with himself- only realised by the missed calls from Jumin or Zen. The card Jaehee had sent him… the one begrudging voicemail from Yoosung the first year after Rika disappeared, “I suppose since it’s your birthday… that I should greet you… Happy… Happy… you know what, I can’t do this. I’m sorry.”

-       Not that he could blame him.

-       Two years of abject darkness, his birthday always a reminder of all that he had lost, of all he had failed. He saw no need to celebrate such a wayward life.

-       But then… then he had him.

-       The familiar shuffle of his bedsheets, and the soft sighs of effort that broke through the silence and then a small dip in the bed, just beside his feet. The bed would move under his weight as he crawled up to the pillows to where V’s head lay, the small boy believing that he was so stealthy and so quiet that that was the time he wouldn’t wake up his sleeping father. It wasn’t.

-       (After being with Rika and her fitful nightmares, then living at Mint eye where he slept with one proverbial eye open, he could never truly sleep as deeply as he used to. It was getting better, slowly but surely.)

-       Small arms snaked their way under the covers until they found his waist, tiny hands creeping over his stomach as they locked around him in a hug.

-       “Happy birthday to you,” a sweet, muffled voice sang into his back, “Happy birthday to yooou… Happy birthday dear Da-ddy… happy birthday to yooou.”

-       V tried his best not to move to continue the ruse of him being fast asleep as his son crawled up the bed to examine his face, warm breath tickling at his cheeks and neck. V couldn’t help it, the idea of Dae Hyun hovering over him with his large blue eyes scanning over his face had him chuckling in no time. “Daddy! You are awake! Didn’t you hear me sing?!” the little boy pouted as his little fingers curled in the fabric on his t-shirt.

“I did!” V admitted, nodding his head along seriously to appease the young child. “But your voice was just so lovely that I fell right back to sleep!” “Really Daddy?” “Mhmm!”

-       The two lay in bed with their head on the same pillow barely a hand’s span apart, his son talking animatedly about the presents his father was going to get from his Uncles and Aunt from the RFA and how he was going to love his gift the best as Jihyun silently soaked up his excited words, a small smile on his face.

-       “Boys! Come down for breakfast please!” MC’s voice rang out, breaking Dae Hyun out of his reverie and jumping up and out of the bed, pulling back the sheets to the best of his ability to drag his tired father down to the dining table. V laughed at the way his boy practically skipped down the steps with him, his hand never leaving his own.

-       The table was filled with breakfast from all over the world, all his favourite breakfast foods he had told MC about back when they were still only friends and nothing more. “The chocolate croissants are fresh- Dae Hyun even helped me add the chocolate chips to the dough earlier this morning,” she said as she ruffled her son’s hair affectionately, “told me that he didn’t care what time he had to wake up- he wanted to help make his father’s breakfast.”

-       V didn’t think he could feel any warmer or more fulfilled than he did at that very moment. A large table for their small family, food made with love and to be shared… it was all he ever wanted.

-       Dae Hyun sat on V’s lap, both boys eating from the same plate.

-       V smiled as he pressed his nose to his son’s shoulder, unable to hide his joy at the realisation the boy had inherited his mother’s penchant for blueberries; stockpiling the plate with the pancakes laden with the fruit before topping it off with more of the tiny berries.

-       MC shot V a knowing look before she served herself a portion before their son polished off all the sweet treats.

-       They sat and ate and talked just like any other morning and it was utterly perfect, the best start to any birthday he had ever had. “Okay, Dae Hyun, time for your bath- go upstairs and I’ll be there soon-” “It’s fine, I’ll give him a bath.”

“But it’s your birthday-” “And taking care of my son is how I want to spend it,” he grinned as he leaned over the table to finally steal a kiss from her, “Good morning by the way.” “Good Morning.” “Happy Birthday,” she finally greeted as she leaned in to deepen their kiss, her hand already at the nape of his neck, ecstatic that he had chosen to grow out his hair again. “Thank you.” “I’m naaaaaked!” came a cry from upstairs interrupting them, the two parents looking at each other with wry smiles on their faces as they parted. “Keep that thought Mister, I’ll show you later just how happy your birthday can really be.” “Oh really?”

“After your party.”

-       Well, damn.

-       V shook his head as he laughed and ran up to his son who had taken to marching up and down the halls as bare as the day he was born singing, “I’m naaaaked, I’m naaaaked. I’m singing and I’m naaaaked.”

-       That’s the last time Uncle Zen babysits for a while.

-       Their day went smoothly after that. A nice formal lunch with both their parents, both sides far more attentive to the bubbly child than the actual birthday boy, which was fine with him.

-       The did poke and prod as to when they were going to make everything official, the media frenzy around the prodigal CEO and photographer and their son… everyone was asking when the wedding was… “If or when we choose it to be, that is when we’ll get married,” MC replied resolutely not allowing for any more discussion on the matter.

-       V looked over at her gratefully, the squeeze of her hand his silent thanks.

-       He wanted to marry her, no doubt about it, but he was still too busy getting to know and falling in love with their family to think about getting married yet. Soon.

-       After lunch was finally over and with their respective families out of their house- they were finally alone. As soon as MC closed the door behind V’s sister and partner, she was swept up against the door, arms wrapped around her as her lips were taken from her again and again, sometimes with soft caresses from the pad of his thumb, or the insistent tug of his teeth as he pulled at her bottom lip to get a reaction out of her.

-       MC stood straighter as she fought to nip and suck at his neck, her hands already pulling his black button up out of his trousers eager to seek out the skin beneath. V groaned at the feel of her nails biting at his back, her soft whimpers and the way she had pressed herself so completely against him; if they weren’t in the foyer with their son just in the other room and maids walking around the house at any given time to prepare for the dinner with the RFA later that night, he would have taken her against the door and sung himself ‘Happy birthday’ as he did.

-       She broke away first, gasping for air, so lost in the moment she forgot how to breathe. V continued to trace her lips and jawline with his fingers as his eyes darkened with lust. “Oh no! No you don’t!” she warned, one finger waggling back and forth as she slipped out from between him and the door and towards Dae Hyun. “Not now- we only have a couple of hours before everyone starts to arrive-” “It’s only the RFA-” “And I still want to make a good impression on the other guys, I only really know Jumin. Oh and Zen! I know Zen-” “Can’t believe he tried to pick you up at Jumin’s wedding-” “I can’t believe you’re still holding on to that!” “Anyways- don’t worry, they’ll love you-” “But still-” “Now hold still and let me love you-” “Mummy! Help me finish Daddy’s present- DADDY! You’re not allowed in here! No peeking!”

-       V loved his son, more than anything… but the boy was an expert cock blocker. “Yeah Jihyun… No peeking,” she winked as she quickly lifted the hem her dress and flashed him- just showing a glimpse of his favourite lingerie set.

-       Wasn’t this his birthday? Weren’t people meant to be nice to him?!

-       At 6pm the first knock on the door was Zen’s, eager to come and play with his new little friend, the two getting along surprisingly well (Zen’s make believe skills were above and beyond more superior than either V or MC’s.) The Choi twins were next with Yoosung, the only one who seemed relatively happy to be there was Saeran. The other two attending begrudgingly due to the logic if Saeran was willing to put the past in the past, well they could too. It would be wrong not to. Neither had taken into account how much Saeran had enjoyed eating free cakes and sweets as one of his primary reasons attending… Jaehee, Jumin and his wife arrived together in the company car, still on their phones as they tried to wrap up their business as quickly as possible, Jumin pointing to the car where V could make out a plethora of gifts in the trunk.

-       It was a simple affair, more like a weekly catch up than a birthday party, the old group dynamic quick and easy to settle into. V couldn’t help but snicker at Zen and Jumin arguing about whose turn it was to have Dae Hyun on their lap. “You have spent more time with him tonight as it is Zen.” “Says you, as soon as you got here you picked up the boy and gave him a toy- it’s not even his birthday!” “I am the Godfather, it is my right.” “You’re not his Godfather!” “I am his Godfather in spirit then, if not in title.” “You’re a pompous jerk- hey Dae-Dae… sing the naked song again!” “The what?!”

-       Yoosung and V had chatted awkwardly, the blonde unsure how to truly act around the older man now that the truth had come out about everything. He didn’t know if he was angry or betrayed or sorry… could he be all those things?

-       He handed V a small package with a sheepish look on his face, “H-Happy Birthday V, I- Oh!”

-       V had taken Yoosung into his arms and held him close, his arms clasped firmly about the boy’s shoulders. Yoosung awkwardly patted him on the back, unsure of what caused the onslaught of sudden emotion. “Haha… you haven’t even opened it, you could hate it!” “I don’t care what the present is, it’s perfect, I’m just glad you’re here.”

-       The twins had seen the exchange and thought it was time to give theirs to him, Saeran giving him a cursory glare before muttering for him not to hug him, Saeyoung hanging back just for a minute to give V a nod of his head and a small salute. At least this time it wasn’t a one finger salute. It was progress. His heart swelled.

-       Jaehee muttered something about getting him some tea that paired well with his pipe before pecking him on the cheek and walking off the yell at Saeyoung to stop trying to spike the fruit punch with Doctor Pepper.  

-       Jumin and his lovely wife had gone… a little overboard in their present giving. Jumin waving off both MC and V’s protests of not being able to accept all the gifts they had given to not only V, but his new family.

“A yacht? You bought me a yacht?” V cried as he held up the keys to the light. The corporate heir shrugged and smiled as if it were nothing- and in truth perhaps it wasn’t for someone like him- his wife just beaming beside him as she offered Dae Hyun a toy replica of the yacht to play with. “Well think of it as an investment- this way we can go boating together for holidays.” “We could have done that anyway!” he muttered incredulously, his long fingers threading through his blue strands. “Accept the gift Jihyun.” “It’s too much.” “You’re lucky I didn’t buy you a jet.” “Well, we talked about it and thought that since your wife’s company already had one-” Jumin’s wife flushed, admitting that there were actually plans for Jumin to be even more extra. “I managed to talk him down to the yacht…”

-       V mouthed a thank you to her as he clapped Jumin on the back fondly, unable to understand why his best friend was like this.

-       A small tug on his pants had him twisting his head down to large blue eyes which mirrored his own.

“My gift now please.”

-       Crouching down to meet his son at eye level, V smoothed down his soft hair at the crown of his head before kissing him on the forehead. You were the gift, you were the gift I always wanted.

-       Gently V accepted the small package, no bigger than a sheet of paper folded in half. Wrapped in simple silver foil and a blue ribbon, V pulled at the edges carefully until a small book fell out.

“I made it myself, mummy helped but I drawed the pictures all by myself.” “Drew, Dae Hyun,” MC gently corrected. “Oh, drew.”

-       Daddy and Mummy and Me. A book by Kim Dae Hyun.

-       Kim. He had chosen to write… take… his name.

-       V blinked back the raw emotion stirring behind his eyes and sniffed away the tingling in his nose as she flicked through he booklet. His son was still crude and shaky but the talent was there. V was so proud. He was liable to become an emotional wreck in front of everyone when he flicked to a scene his son must have witnessed without their knowledge. V on both knees as he bent forward to kiss MC’s stomach.

-       V looked up to see MC smiling as she cradled her stomach subtly.

-       So many gifts in his life, he didn’t think he deserved them all, but each one perfect and he would do everything in his power to protect them.

-       He turned to the last page, ‘Daddy and Mummy and Me and Baby’.

“I love it, thank you. C-come here my clever boy.”

-       The book topped the yacht.

-       The night wore on and more drinks were had, laughter and cake. Photos were taken and memories made… some even forgiven. The party, small and intimate and just perfect- ended with kisses on the cheek and hugs and yes, a friendly handshake or two.

-       “Let me tuck this one into bed and I will join you in ours right after- your birthday isn’t over just yet, Jihyun,” MC grinned as she slowly pried herself from the couch, Dae Hyun sleeping in her arms. V gave her a soft, lingering kiss at the corner of her mouth before cleaning up the food from the table- they had long dismissed the maids for the night and he didn’t want them waking up to a mess.

-       Once he was done he walked up the stairs, imagining lewd scenarios that made him blush harder than when drinking wine; fully expecting to see MC sprawled over the bed, half naked with a hungry look in her eye as soon as he opened the door.

-       Not quite.

-       There in the centre of the bed was Dae Hyun, arms and legs spread every which way and MC, her arm wrapped protectively around him as half her body looked like it was about to fall off the bed- both snoring lightly and dead to the world.

-       V watched as both mother and child shivered, having fallen asleep on top of the comforter with nothing to warm them. He picked up the throw rug at the end of the bed and covered them, making sure to rearrange his son so MC could shift comfortably onto the bed.

-       And so he sat there on the wingback chair in the corner of their bedroom, just watching them, for what could have been hours or just seconds- he would never know.

-       MC stirred as she looked over to the side where she expected him to be sleeping only to find mini V in his place. V swallowed his laughter as he saw the wheels in her head turning as to what had transpired. Slowly, MC tried to sit up only to find her arm trapped under her sleeping child and each time she moved he would slowly return more and more to consciousness. “Hey, it’s okay- don’t move him,” he whispered out, his hand out as if to magically push her back down against the bed. MC frowned and pouted, looking down at the long silken negligee she had worn to sleep before her son had wandered back into their bed. “But… it’s your birthday,” she rasped, her voice still tinged with sleep. “It’s not anymore, it’s past 1am-” “But my other birthday present… I’m sorry Jihyun- I know this wasn’t how we had planned to end your birthday…” she apologised as he sank into the bed to join them, nudging at his son until he turned over to his side, happily wedged between them. “No, it wasn’t- but it’s all ever wanted. This is perfect. Thank you.”

“Happy Birthday Jihyun.” “Mmmgfph… happy… birthday… cake… daddy…”

-       The two looked down at their little boy and smiled, it really was a happy birthday.