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squirrelly831 · 5 years

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Child Makes Mom Cry [Hyunwoo, Hoseok, and Minhyuk]

I apologize for how long these got. Some angst and what not.

Enjoy~

Hyunwoo

Melly had always been the sensitive type, but when she was stressed it wasn’t hard to upset her. She had taken on a huge project for a music video for a new kpop girl group at the company she worked at. The project consisted of a lot of overtime and lack of sleep that when she was done she felt the boulder size weight fall off her back. She was free from the ball and chain of the project and had all the ideas in the world to sleep when she got home.

However, her plans were rudely pulled into a screeching halt as she pulled up to her home just to get a call from her son’s, Minsoo, school. “What did he do this time?” She sighed as she leaned back in her chair half tempted to not answer it. However, her finger slid the green call button and the call came through, “Hello?”

“Hello Mrs. Son, this is Mr. Baek, Minsoo’s homeroom teacher.”

“Yes sir, what can I do for you today?”

The homeroom teacher sucked in a breath, “Yes, well, I regret to inform you that Minsoo got into a fight with an upper class men. Would you be willing to come down to the school to pick him up? We would usually give detention, but as this is not his first rodeo and he really did damage to the boy, we have no choice but to suspend him.”

Melly jaws clenched as she kept from crying. She was exhausted. She didn’t need this, “I’ll be there soon…” She hung up the phone and hit the steering wheel in rage and frustration until her hand turned red. Since her son entered middle school he had done nothing, but got into fights and Melly was at her wits end.

She got to the school to discover the kid who was hit was Changkyun’s oldest son. She saw her friend, McKenzie, as she put a tissue under her son’s nose. “I’m so sorry, Kenzie.”

McKenzie gave her a smile, “No, it’s fine!” She waved her off, “Apparently the two have been fighting over little Suah’s attention and things got a little out of hand.”

“Sorry Aunt Melly” Minkyun apologized with a sad look.

Melly shook her head, “It’s fine, I’m sure Minsoo swung first.” When Minkyun didn’t answer she knew she was right. “If he has to go to the hospital, we’ll take care of the bill.” She said bye to her friend and son before looking for her own who was with the homeroom teacher. He handed her son off to her and the two exited the school.

When they got into the car, Melly blew, “Seriously. You got into a fight with your best friend over a girl!”

“He’s a snake! He knows I like Suah!”

Melly drove home, “You’re in middle school, Minsoo! You shouldn’t even be worrying about girls. Suah would hate you when she finds out about this anyway. She hates boys who fight.”

“Who cares?”

“We do. It’s because of you that we keep getting dragged into your problems!” She snapped. “I’m getting sick of this. How many fights will be enough? Two months ago it was some poor kid–”

“He looked at me wrong” he defended himself.

Melly pulled up to the house, “He looked at you wrong” she scoffed as she parked the car. She stared straight at the garage door, “What is wrong with you? Because he looked at you wrong? Are you serious?”

Minsoo hurriedly took his seat-belt off and swung open the car door, “Whatever”. He stormed out of the car and went to the front door and used his key to get in.

Melly let out a scream of frustration not wanting to deal with any of this at the moment. She placed her head on the steering wheel half tempted to just call her husband, Hyunwoo. She let out a frustrated scream. She felt the last of her nerves snap and the floodgates spilled open as she broke into sobs. “Damn it…” She hit the steering wheel repeatedly just as someone knocked on the driver’s window startling her. She shot up and saw a concerned Hyunwoo. Melly wiped her tears as she reached over and unlocked the doors.

Hearing the locks sound, Hyunwoo opened the car door, “What’s wrong, Melly?” He whispered. Melly took off her seat-belt and turned in her seat and threw her arms around her husband’s abdominal. Hyunwoo hugged her back as she broke into another round of sobs. “Was work that stressful?” He whispered as he rubbed her back.

“Work, the project, our son. I can’t. I just need a break” she cried.

Hyunwoo texted Yejin then put his phone in his pocket, “What happened with our son?”

Melly pulled away from him, “Another fight. He’s suspended now. He just stormed inside the house and” she let out a frustrated scream. “Why is he so stubborn? This is the third time this year!”

Hyunwoo grasped her shoulders and leaned down to her eye level, “Look, baby. Why don’t you stay at Yejin’s place for the day? Sleep and take it easy, yea? I’ll handle things here.”

Melly shook her head, “I can’t just let you be the bad cop all the time.”

“Melly” his voice was low and serious. “You need to take care of yourself, baby. You can’t try to handle anything when you aren’t okay.” The sound of a car horn alerted Hyunwoo and he looked up to see his sister-in-law getting out of the car. “Just take it easy. If you plan to stay over there for the night, I’ll bring you some change of clothes.” Melly nodded as her sister approached her and took her to the car. After he watched them drive away, his smile fell as he looked back at his home. He was pissed–livid. He stormed into the house, “Minsoo! Get down here!” He shouted.

There was a loud bang and heavy footsteps from upstairs before Minsoo appeared before his dad with a panicked look. His father glared at him as a growl sounded in his chest. Minsoo shook under his dad’s intense glare. He knew he was screwed.

Hoseok

Jinhee and Dahae were Alisha’s and Hoseok’s world. They were angels growing up, but when Jinhae hit her teens and her puberty, it flew out of the window. Dahae followed in her sister’s example and began acting out, but she was easier to manage than her older sister.

Alisha didn’t realize how bad things would end up becoming when Jinhee became 15. Jinhee wanted to go out to a party at a friend’s home that Alisha had never met and she was worried about her daughter’s safety, Alisha told her no. Jinhee was pissed and threw one of her tantrums she’d only throw when her father wasn’t around. She screamed how much she hated her mom and ran off to her room with a slam of her door. Alisha figured that just letting Jinhee cool her head would help ease the tension. Alisha went to make dinner with her youngest by her side.

Once dinner finished an hour and a half later, she called for Jinhee, but got no response. Alisha told Dahae to start eating as she headed up to her oldest’s bedroom She knocked on the bedroom door, “Jinnie, it’s time to eat.” With no response, Alisha opened the bedroom door to dark bedroom. She hit the lights to see a lump in the bed and made her way to the bed. “Baby girl, I know you’re mad at me, but dinner’s ready.” No reply. “After dinner we can eat some ice cream and some movies. Girls night, ya know?” She sat by the lump and sighed, “I know you wanted to go out with your friends, but I just don’t know your friend’s parents and I just want to–” she moved back the blankets to see an array of pillows. Her heart stopped as she realized what happened. She got up and pulled open Jinhee’s curtains to see the window cracked open. Immediately, she got her phone and called Hoseok in pure panic.

“She probably just snuck out, Ali baby, okay? I’ll be home in a bit.”

Alisha paced her daughters bedroom, “What if she didn’t? What if she was kidnapped or if she snuck out what if they have a car accident or if she gets hurt?” Her eyes watered, “What if something happens to our baby?”

Hoseok shut the car door, “I’ll call her, okay? You just calm down and hang out with Dahae until I get home.” He got off the phone with Alisha and called his daughter only to get her voicemail which only pissed him off.

After Alisha got Dahae off to bed, she went back to panicking after her calls to Jinhee went to voicemail. “Hoseok, what if something happened?” Her voice broke. “It’s been hours… Will the hospitals know who to call?”

Hoseok lead his wife to their bed and sat her on it, “Baby, she’s just being a teenager. A teenager who’s grounded for a month if not two, but she’s fine. I’ll stay up for her, okay?” Alisha nodded as she kissed Hoseok good night and went to sleep.

It was midnight when Jinhee snuck in. She didn’t plan to come home so late, but her friends started drinking and none of them could drive. She wanted to call her parents, but was scared they would yell at her, so she walked the 45 minutes home. When she entered the house she saw the living room light on. She took in a breath and released it, “Just get it over with now…” She entered the living room prepared to see her mom, but was surprised to see her dad who was supposed to be out of the city until the next day. “Dad-” her eyes darted around the room, “Where’s mom?”

Hoseok looked up at her then back at his hands, “Asleep. Do you know how panicked she was? She broke down in tears when I got home. I had to leave work to come here because our daughter turned off her phone.” Though his voice was even, she could hear the anger laced in his words.

Jinhee grimaced, “She cried?” He nodded and the guilt hit her. Her head fell forward. She knew she screwed up. Her mom was strong, she didn’t shed a tear easily let alone down right cry. Not only that, but she screwed up so much this time that her dad wouldn’t even look her in the eyes or scold her for what she did. She pulled out her phone and placed it on the end table by her dad. “I’ll apologize to mom in the morning–I am sorry, dad. I just wanted to go out and–it was selfish.” She shook her head, “I’ll ground myself–a month, but if you think it should be longer that’s okay.”

She went to leave, but Hoseok called out to her. “Jinnie.” He looked up at her, “You know your mom is just trying her best to keep you and Dahae safe… What you did–it scared her. No, it scared us both.”

Jinhee walked over to her dad with a tearful expression and hugged him tightly which he was quick to return. “I’m really sorry. I won’t do this again.”

Minhyuk

Bailey’s morning routine with her kids changed everyday depending on several things. One, how late one of the kids wake up. Two, them arguing about sharing the bathroom. Or three, the kid’s attitudes varied every morning.

This morning happened the to be the last option as her second child, eleven year old Woori, had an attitude from hell. She woke up late after her mom repeatedly went to her room to wake her until her oldest, fourteen year old Hyeonseo, convinced her to leave her to wake on her own.

“Move!” Woori shoved her sister out of the mirror and tried to fix her hair.

Hyeonseo rolled her eyes as she took her makeup, “Bitch–”

Woori whipped around and glared at her sister, “What did you call me?” She screeched.

“Girls!” Bailey shouted from the kitchen, but their bickering continued. “Oh for the love of god…”

Younghwa, nine-year-old son, bounced down the stairs and grabbed an apple, “Woori started it.” He snitched.

“Of course she did… Breakfast is on the table.” She threw the dish towel on the counter and turned off the water. “Aunty Alisha will be here in a bit to take you to school, okay?” She walked over to her youngest child and pressed her lips to his forehead. “Have a good day at school, baby. Remember you have soccer after.” She headed upstairs to the kid’s bathroom where the two girls were arguing. Bailey clapped her hands, “That’s enough! That’s enough!”

Minhyuk woke to the sound of his daughters and wife. He looked at the clock and groaned as he lay back in bed. He had a late night and had come home a little after 1 in the morning.

“SHE CALLED ME A BITCH!”

Hyeonseo smirked, “I just call it like I see them.”

Bailey held Woori back from attacking her oldest sister, “ENOUGH! Hyeonseo, we don’t use that language in this house. Woori, you need to get rid of that attitude.”

“NO! I hate her! I wish she was never born.”

Hyeonseo scoffed and Bailey glared at her youngest daughter. “Don’t you EVER say that! You would be heartbroken if something ever happened to your sister.”

Woori folded her arms, “As if! I’ll dance on her grave.”

Hyeonseo backed up hurt and pissed, “I don’t need this. I’m going to school.”

“Wait Hyeonseo…” Bailey heard the front door slam and she cringed. She looked at Woori with disappointment, “Are you happy?” Her hands moved around her in an exasperated shrug.

Woori’s face grew red as she stomped out of the bathroom, “You always take her side! I hate you!” She threw on her uniform quickly and grabbed her bag before she rushed out of the house.

“BYE MOM!” Younghwa shouted as he left the house and suddenly the house was eerily quiet.

Minhyuk was brushing his teeth as he heard the sounds fade. He didn’t want to intervene in the mess Bailey was dealing with. He didn’t want her to feel like he undermined her or didn’t think she wouldn’t be able to discipline their kids. Minhyuk heard sniffling and he walked out of the master bathroom to the hallway leading to the kid’s area. Bailey leaned against the wall with her head back and her arm over her eyes. Minhyuk pulled his toothbrush from his mouth, “Yew kay?” He asked with a mouthful of toothpaste.

Bailey jumped at his voice and pulled her arm from her eyes. She let out a weak chuckle, “I’m fine… Just a rough morning.”

Minhyuk used the kid’s bathroom to rinse his mouth before he went over to his wife and pulled her in his arms. Bailey said nothing as she wrapped her arms around him. Minhyuk knew he could discipline their daughter, Woori, but he decided it was best for Bailey to do as she was the one who dealt with the situation. But he was fuming inside because of the language and attitude from both their daughters.

Part II | Part III

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Written & revamped by Squirrelly831

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ayojalanterus · 3 years

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Polisi Sebut Coki Pardede Sedang Nonton Video P*rno Gay Saat Ditangkap Nyabu

KONTENISLAM.COM - Detik-detik penangkapan komedian Coki Pardede beredar luas di media sosial. Dalam video berdurasi singkat itu tampak tampak canggung saat berhadapan dengan petugas yang menyatroni kamarnya. Coki pun sempat meminta izin untuk minum sebelum menyerahkan narkoba yang ia sembunyikan. "Akunya kaget bang. Aku minum dulu ya," kata Coki setengah sadar. Namun, pernyataan seorang polisi yang terdengar dalam video itu menjadi sorotan. Pasalnya, polisi itu menyinggung soal video porno sesama jenis. "Kau nonton-nonton bok** cowok," kata petugas itu. Akan tetapi, Coki tampak tak menghiraukan ucapan petugas itu dan berjanji akan menyerahkan barang bukti. "Sory lay aku kaget. Aku bantu," katanya. Coki akhirnya memberikan sebuah kotak kecil berisi sabu dan alat suntik. Saat dilakukan tes urine, Coki dinyatakan positif amfetamin dan masih akan terus diselidiki. "Tadi hasil tes urine suah kita lakukan pemeriksaan dan positif amfetamin," kata AKBP Pratomo Widodo. Kasat Narkoba Polres Metro Tangerang Kota, Kamis (2/9). "Sementara masih kita lakukan pemeriksaan," imbuhnya. (insert)

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nhadiyati · 3 years

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Adzriel Jatuh dan Perasaan Tante

Rabu 30/6/2021, hari itu Kak Rani dan Bang Ijal pulang telat dan menitipkanOmar, Ai, dan Adzriel kesaya. Hari itu Adzreil cranky banget jadi saya memutuskan untuk bawa jalan-jalan main sore, hari itu Omar dan Ai minta pergi main ayunan karena sudah lama.

Ngeliat bentuk ayunan saya keinget kejadian dulu di TPA (Taman Pendidikan Al Quran) ada seorang teman yang dagunya harus dijahit karena berdiri dibelakang temannya yang main ayunan, jadi saya berulang kali bilang ke Omar dan Ai untuk hati-hati saat main dan lihat adiknya. Qadarullah kejadian juga yang saya kuatirkan (udah lewat 3 hari ternyata kalau gak lagi cerita keorang dan ngetik sendiri saya masih merinding dan narik nafas panjang). Jidat Adzriel kena ayunan dan pas jatuh tengkurap ketanah langsung saya tangkap, kaget liat seluruh mukanya penuh darah.

Omar nangis sejadi-sejadinya “ini semua salah omar, omar takut dimarah ayah umur”, Si Ai dengan suara cemprengnya “aduh darah aduh, ayo omar ayo”. Saya shock dan marah-marah dlu awalnya “kan sudah dibilang hati-hati” sambil meluk Adzriel dengan erat berharap darahnya berhenti (Setelah dipikir sekarang saya nyesel marah ke mereka, yang harusnya hati-hati itu kan saya yang paling tua yang punya responsible, saya gak harusnya nyalahin Omar apalagi kespill kronologis yang jadi bikin omar lmayan diomel ayahnya).

Udah diseka pakai baju dan handuk dirumah darahnya tetap ngalir, Adzriel nangis terus. Saya mutar otak klinik terdekat dan menimbang memanggil go/grabcar. Tapi karena kuatir lama akhirnya saya ambll kunci mobil tancap nyetir (Saya yang baru 1 bulan ini diberi kepercayaan nyetir sendiri, yang nyetirnya masih aneh banget, Bapak dan Mama sudah pergi ke masjid). 1 Tangan meluk Adzriel, mulut sibuk nenangin Omar bilang gpp dan suruh Ai duduk tenang. Sampai klinik pertama ternyata dokter belum ada, lanjut ke klinik kedua. Adzriel udah ga nangis tapi main radio sama wiper, darahnya udah gak sederas pertam, Omar sesegukan, Ai sibuk dengan kata-kata “hati-hati aunti yati,,,” (saya baru sadar kemudian dijalan sekecil itu spedo saya diangka 65-80, kemudian dengan setelah parkir masih suka mikir stirnya kemana sempet kasar saat mundur) dan “tak apa-apa, semua tak apa-apa”.

Sampai keklinik dua dan ditemui dokter terus dokter bilang “ini gpp, karena lukanya dimuka jadi darahnya emang banyak, saya masih ada pasien dibersihkan suster dulu aja”. kayaknya Dokter kasihan liat kami jadi sempat nengokin bentar. Saya baru sadar seberapa kacau keadaan saya dan ponakan, Omar Ai hanya bersinglet dan celana pendek, Saya masih baju kerja mana kemejanya warna putih, tanpa jilbab, rambut awut-awutan, sebelah muka bersimbah darah, Adzriel yang jadi korban malah pakai baju dan celana putih beeeeh... Kami semua gak pakai masker ya ampun.

Setelah adzriel dibersihin, masya allah anak ini tangguh banget mana nangis sebentar aja, eh dia malah minta turun dari gendongan dan mengelilingi klinik sambil ketawa-ketawa (ini sebenarnya alasan kenapa saya bawa mereka main keluar, saya seneng liat Adzriel seneng kalau dibawa/disuruh jalan keluar, tapi setelah kejadian hari ini asli mikir 1000x buat bawa mereka jalan-jalan), Omar dan Ai duduk dikursi tunggu, Omar sesegukan minta air minum dan Ai minta jajan, saya kasih 50rb suruh mereka ambil sendiri, sampai lupa seberapa pemalu mereka wkwkw alhasil menyadari kondisi saya juga kacau sambil menunggu dokter akhirnya belilah masker, tisu basah, minum omar dan ai, jajan omar dan air, sama roti milna Adzriel.

Adzriel akhirnya diperiksa sama dokter (saya berterima kasih seberapa sabarnya dokter anak itu ngadepin anak kecil meronta-ronta). Berbekal roti milna tangan kanan dan kiri serta hp nusa dan rara, luka berhasil dibersihkan secara maksimal dan dipakaikan perban (walau dicopot dan harus dipasang ulang). Pas di Dokter asli blank banget ditanya nama lengkap sama lahir Adzriel saya bisa selupa itu, bayangin habis itu ada pertanyaan alergi obat gak beeeh udah gak bisa mikir (tapi untung yang ini saya inget) dan baru saya bilang saya tantenya bukan ortunya. Oh ya saya gak berani ngabarin Ayah dan Uminya karena mereka kerja jadi yang saya ketik hanya “kalian masih lama...” dan akhirnya mereka udah tiba dirumah kaget rumah kosong, saya angkat telpon dan info kami diklinik.

Dokter kasih air putih, nenangin kalau Adzriel gpp karena kata dokter saya pucet banget, terus bilang “tantenya sudah tepat kok, ini gpp anaknya masih bisa jalan”. Dalam hati saya sambil liat Adzriel ada sedikit lega “alhamdulillah saya gak memperburuk keadaan, alhamduillah bisa nyetir dengan selamat”. Pas Umi dan Ayahnya datang kemudian ambil Adzriel,beeeh baru kali ini kayaknya saya ngerasa hantaman gelombang bersalah (mungkin dulu-dulu pernah tapi yang ini rasanya gress banget), apalah arti ketepatan tindakan saya, itu anak orang susah-suah dikandung 9 bulan, dirawat dengan baik eh mukanya lecet, harus ngerasain perih dan sakit. Walau Kak Rani bilang gpp dan Bang Ijal diem aja sih (tau aku pasti doi shock juga, aku malah sbenernya pantes banget dimarahin) saya minta maaf berulang kali. Alhasil kami berpisah pulang. Adzriel dibekali kasa, handsaplast, obat anti demam tempra, colergis sirup (yang saya baca anti alergi), saya sempat kepikiran beli thrombophob gel kalau bengkak

Nyetir pulang dan sampai, baru sadar itu perjalanan sunyi pertama saya tanpa radio (udah jadi habits kayaknya nyetir dengan nyanyi-nyanyi itu healing, makanya saya belum pernah bawa penumpang yang dgr playlist saya wkwkw kasian mereka harus dengar suara saya, tapi setidaknya radio deh). Lemas-selemasnya gak mau turun dari mobil. Kemudian ngetik ke Kak Rani dan Bang Ijal kalau saya udah sampai rumah, terus Kak Rani telpon tanya jatuhnya gimana karena di Kepala takut knapa-knapa jadi mau dirontgen tapi IGD sekarang lagi ada pasien covid jadi mau tau kondisinya dulu. Disitu saya merasa gagal ya ampun saya ga nanyain itu dan gak kepikiran buat nanya kedokternya, alhasil saya nelpon kembali ke klinik dan tanya, ternyata dokternya udah jelasin tapi saya blank “kalau anak jatuh dikepala tapi tidak lemas, tidak mual dan muntah, diobservasi saja dulu, tidak perlu langsung rontgen atau ct scan”. Setelah nginfo ke Kak Rani (masih dimobil). Terus saya ngubungin Dhana karena bener-bener zonk/bingung

Dan akhirnya saya sedikit healing sendiri, gak mungkin saya terus-terusan di mobil. Pas di dalam rumah baru angkat telp Dhana dan akhirnya nangis sekejer-kejernya (selama dari gendong adzriel sampai klinik kedua suara cuman begetar tapi ini lepas-selepasnya). alhasil saya disuruh cuci muka dan ganti baju biar agak legaan perasaanya. Kak Rani juga nelp balik video call sama Dhana nunjukin kalau Adzrielnya lagi tidur dan gpp (jadi saya yang malah dihibur). Selanjutnya Mama dan Bapak pulang dan saya cerita, awalnya menskip tahap berdarah biar mereka gak khawatir tapi ternyata Ortu saya mata elang dan ada darah dibagian telinga yang belum saya bersihin (ya ampun keinget lagi saya ngebayangin kondisi saya kemarin udah kayak serial killer pasti.

Setelah selesai cerita saya mandi bersih dan cuci baju, tangan masih gemetaran pas jemur itu baju, tidur beneran larut banget setelah coba nonton-nonton film. Besoknya memutuskan cuti untuk lihat keadaan Adzriel, sorenya memutuskan beli ikan untuk refreshing dan hatinya justru nyess lagi ketika toko Ikan lewat klinik kedua dan pertama. Hari ke-3 Adzriel lincah dan lahap makan seperti biasa, saya masih merenungi kejadian dua hari lalu mesti sering guyonin Omar Ai “ayook main ayunan lagi”... “ayook aunti yati setirin” yang langsung dijawab tegas “TIDAK”. hehe dibalik drama ini saya merasa bersyukur ada krucil-krucil ini yang meramaikan dunia saya.

#catatan #kisah #keluarga #insiden

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zaxal · 7 years

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today, in red city:

suah was massively incompetent, failed a stealth check, failed two search checks, found a fuckin silver spoon and a nice cup

giulia tore her clothes off - granted there wasn't much to lose - to distract the enemies

this worked against us bc it distracted two of our own team members one of whom can see giulia's titties like anytime she wants to jesus arina please

arina punched at a guy and finally hit him a few times but not before he broke the 10 y/o's nose. arina's only gods are her fists

suah, fuckin BEREFT OF OPTIONS, bangs the spoon against the cup and succeeds on a performance check to tell the gang that the city's cryptid population is at their front door

florence and giulia are in the middle of this brawl that goes really well for them bc apparently giulia is empowered by not wearing her clothes and florence is empowered by a pretty girl smiling at him

ziyad sits on his throne casting spells and not being worried about in the slightest. the peasants only amuse him.

suah finally gets her gear in time for the boss to enter the room

she's 7 feet tall, big, and asking us who the leader is

FUCK IF WE KNOW

florence got this

florence don't got this

big bertie haggles over the lives of the would-be monster food and is finally intimidated into agreeing to let 2 hostages go.

suah refuses and jumps back in to combat, paralyzing the big lass

she uses the demon-infused tarot cards to inflict 50 damage in one go

we killed a guy

we're gonna kill more guys

suah is gonna take her little brother home and i don't even know ask otto to teach him how to escape from ppl who grab him

also giulia knows bertie but we don't know how yet

i mean meaghan does but she won't share

#long post #gif #red city dipshits

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khhunniewriting · 7 years

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Daddy’s Girl

“I talked to the girls earlier today. They are very excited to go filming with Daddy that they don’t mind me leaving.”

Christian watched with worry as you packed your suitcase. He didn’t even realize you were talking to him until you waved your hand in front of his face. “What?”

His reaction seemed similar to one a child makes when waking up in bed after having fallen asleep in the car. “Are you going to be okay while I’m gone?” You were going to be away for three days and would be leaving him with the kids.

“Babe, it’s only three days. I can handle it.” Christian knew he could take care of his daughters. He was always involved in raising them but this would be the first time you were leaving overnight. In fact, it was a weekend-long trip that landed in the middle of one of his projects. He couldn’t reschedule the filming so he would have to take his girls with him.

“You say that but your face screams, Help Me!” You laughed as his facade fell and he dropped onto the bed with a sigh.

“I have no idea how I’m going to focus on the shoot and the girls at the same time. Maybe if there was only one but there’s three of them. One alone would be easy but three! Together they are so energetic and loud, well except for Sophia but the twins more than makes up for her.”

“Having only one child just wasn’t a possibility for you anyway.” You referred to the fact that your first pregnancy was a pair of twin girls. “And hey-” you playfully hit his shoulder as you feigned offense. “I didn’t hear any complaining when making them and I didn’t complain while having them so I will not allow you to complain now. It’s too late to return them.”

Christian laughed, “Of course I love my girls. I would never return them.”

[ Aliee 8 + Sophia 6 + Suah 8 ]

“Daddy!”

Christian found it impossible how loud it had gotten when it was only six in the morning. He kept hearing them call for him so he rushed to get ready. “What’s wrong?” He asked when he got to their room.

The twins were eight-years-old and were capable of doing most things on their own now. Suah was born first then after thirteen minutes came Aliee. They had gotten dressed and even had their bags ready by the door. His youngest, Sophia, was six and was still dependent on you for some things. “Sophia’s hair is tangled.”

“I tried brushing it” Suah explained holding a brush in her hand.

“But it hurts” Sophia spoke up with tears in her eyes.

“How do you usually do your hair baby girl?”

“Mommy does it for me.”

After a quick call Christian got instructions from you and was able to detangle his daughter’s hair. But just as he solved one problem another popped up.

“Daddy, I need a bobby pin” Aliee was holding her bangs out of her face with her hand.

Christian looked at her unsure of what he was supposed to do. “Okay...” he trailed off hoping she would be more direct.

Aliee held her hand out expecting him to give her one. “Mommy gave it to you right?” You would usually hand her bobby pins from your dresser just before leaving in order to avoid having them spilled all over the floor.

“Was she supposed to?” Christian found himself calling you once more. After instructing him where he could find the pins you explained how they could only have two.

After solving their problems Christian was finally able to get them to the front door. He began taking their bags out to the car along with his stuff and left them to put on their shoes. When he got back he found Sophia watching the twins as they fought over what shoe belonged to who. “What’s going on?”

“Aliee is trying to switch shoes with me because hers are more dirty.”

“No, I’m not! These are mine.”

They’re mine!”

Christian took the two pairs of shoes to stop them from fighting. “Just look at the size.”

“They are the same.”

“Then how do you know which is yours?”

In order to avoid any more fighting between her sisters Sophia quickly spoke up. “Mommy always tells them.”

It was the third call you were getting in one hour and Christian felt sorry. “Babe I’m sorry but the girls are fighting over shoes.”

“Ah” you laughed knowing what was going on. “The dirty ones are Aliee’s. She has no sense of how careless she is about stepping into mud and dirt. She tries to switch at least once a week.”

Christian handed each one of the girls their rightful pair and they immediately put them on without question. “Babe...” after hearing a murmur of approval he continued “...I wouldn’t return them but maybe exchange.”

“Sorry I don’t do returns or exchanges.”

After the shoot Christian took Dabin along to dinner with him. He needed another set of eyes to help him monitor the girls.

Dabin was as familiar with the girls as he was with Christian. “Suah” he called out her name in order for her to open her mouth. He fed her the wrap he had made and earned a smile from her. “Is it good?”

“Mmmm” Suah nodded giving him a thumbs up.

“I want one” Aliee was always compelled to want what her sister got.

"Alright, one for Aliee and one for Sophia too.”

“No” Sophia shook her head with a pout. “I want Daddy to give me.” She looked up to Christian with a bright smile and he complied.

“Someone’s a Daddy’s girl” Dabin commented making the girls look at him with confusion. They didn’t know what that was.

“Aren’t we all Daddy’s girls?” Suah asked taking the term literally.

“Yeah but that’s not it. Daddy’s girl is a label you give to a girl who only likes their dad and most of the time is their favorite.”

“Huh?” The twins turned to Christian at the same time feeling bitter about coming second when it came to their father’s love. “Why is she? We were first!”

Sophia, however, laid her head against Christian’s arm with a smile. “I love Daddy.”

“I love all of you” Christian tried to correct the situation. “Dabin doesn’t know what he is saying.” He sent him a glare that let him know he had messed up.

“Sorry man I didn’t know it was a big deal. My boys know Eunhee is a Daddy’s girl.” Dabin had two sons and his youngest born was a girl. It was obvious that she would be a Daddy’s girl when she was being surrounded by so many guys.

“That’s different. Here there are three girls and they are very competitive. I had to settle a fight about shoes this morning. You don’t know because it’s only your wife and Eunhee but girls are competitive.”

“So you all want to be Daddy’s girl?” Dabin asked. After getting three nods he proceeded to try and fix the situation. “You all like your Dad more than your Mom?”

The girls thought the question over for a moment. “I like Mommy more” Suah concluded making Aliee do the same. “I like Mommy more too.”

“So then it’s okay if Sophia is Daddy’s g-”

“I like Mommy more too” she cut Dabin off.

“What?” Christian turned to his youngest daughter in shock. “Now I’m second?”

“Mommy lets us eat cookies and candy” Sophia explained her reasoning. “Yeah, Mommy likes sweets so we go eat them with her” Aliee continued to explain.

“I knew it.” Christian was a very healthy person. He took care of his body and ate well. You, on the other hand, had a sweet tooth and like all other kids, his shared the interest. However, you had agreed to not give them sweets.”She was buying you off with candy.”

Dabin couldn’t stop laughing. Christian had started off the popular one but now was being won over by sweets. “Dude, Y/N is the best.”

Christian would make sure to talk about this situation with you as soon as you got back. He wouldn’t lose his daughter’s love to sweets.

-end-

A/N: @jessicawither1 Hope you like it ^^ The Christian scenario requests were piling up. I needed to do one to satisfy your feels so I chose this one since it’s my theme for the month.

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