#happy birthday taehun

[vintagesuga]

Surprise Shawty - K.Taehyun

Genre: fluff

Pairings: Kang Taehyun x Gn!reader

Warnings: none

a/n: Happiest of birthdays to pookie. Just a little something cute for his bday. I'm not entirely happy with the ending, but 🤷🏻‍♀️. Also, not proofread!!

“Happy birthday!” Your cheery voice immediately greets Taehyun. Although he would rather have you here in person, a call would have to do.

“Thank you, honey.” Even though he heard your voice yesterday, Taehyun couldn't help but smile so brightly.

Phone calls. That’s become a staple these past few months, and regularly scheduled facetimes. With you being in the States and Taehyun being in Korea, the time zones were the biggest hurdle. It was currently 5:26 pm. on February 4th in Seattle, but for Taehyun, it was 10:26 am. on the 5th. It took some time to process the difference, but honestly, he'd consider himself an expert by now.

“How are your studies going?” Taehyun shifted in his seat, finding the best spot to hunker down. He was in a meeting room, using it for privacy while you two talked.

“There all right. I finished that paper I was talking about yesterday.” He heard shuffling on your end. No doubt you are getting comfy in bed. “But that's boring. What do you have planned for today?”

“Dance practice, and I think the guys wanted to take me out for dinner.” His eyes scanned over the barren room, a frown forming on his face. “I wanted to spend the day with you, though.”

“I really did try Tae,” you were quiet for a moment, “all the earliest flights were filled.”

“I know. I’m not upset, we can just do something when you visit.” The two of you continued to talk for a while longer. Just mindless conversation about anything and everything.

“I’ll let you get to sleep, hon. It’s getting late over there.” Taehyun spoke softly. You’d been quiet for a while, so he thought you might have already fallen asleep. He heard you hum before saying goodbye. Taehyun sighed. The long distance was really beginning to upset him. He couldn’t complain, though. You were only going to be gone for another 3 months.

For the past 9 months you had been living in Seattle, Washington, your course offered you a chance to study abroad for a year. Taehyun had been the one to convince you to go, saying how it was a great opportunity for you. Now he was feeling a bit lonely, though. You had never spent more than a few months apart.

Taehyun walked back to the practice room, and his mood only slightly improved. Talking with you always had that effect on him, lifting his sour moods with ease. He took up his previous spot, catching up with the others quickly. Joking and playing around like usual, Taehyun let himself be distracted. His mind focuses on the dance patterns rather than the hole in his chest.

Suddenly, the whole practice room was plunged into darkness. Soobin is the culprit standing by the light switch with a huge grin on his face. Yeonjun and Kai started the tone deaf symphony, Beomgyu grabbing hold of Taehyun’s shoulders. The room was filled with a poorly orchestrated happy birthday song, one of the staff members carrying the cake in. He smiled, letting everyone crowd around him. Once they finished, he closed his eyes, blowing out the candles. When he opened them, they had yet to turn back on the lights, Beomgyu had moved from behind Taehyun to behind the staff member. He was shaking the poor soul by the shoulders while everyone stood around them. Kai was trying his best not to burst out laughing.

Finally, someone had turned the lights on, the room flooded by the bright fluorescent lights. Taehyun squinted a bit before turning to thank everyone. The boys all had similar looks on their faces, all of them grinning widely at Tae. He thought nothing of it until he turned to take the cake. He paused. Then, the most blinding, humongous smile broke out on his face.

“Suprise!” You said through a laugh. Yeonjun quickly took the cake out of your hands only seconds before you were crushed between Taehyun’s arms.

“You made it!” Taehyun’s words were muffled as he spoke into your neck. “But I thought you couldn’t catch a flight?”

“We bought their ticket a while back.” Beomgyu spoke up from somewhere behind you. A shit eating grin on his face. Kai had finally dissolved into nothing but incoherent noises on the floor, clutching his sides.

“You're welcome, by the way!” Yeonjun piped up from next to you both. A huge smile plastered onto his face as well. They all were just as happy to see you as Taehyun, but of course, his hugs came first.

Soobin had his priorities figured out as he munched on the cake. Sitting criss-crossed as he watched the cute reunion. Practice was soon forgotten as all six of you started chatting and catching up. Taehyun’s hand practically fused to your own, not letting you travel too far away from him. He couldn’t be happier. He had missed you, seeing you through a screen just not cutting it anymore.

He settled you into his lap as you continued your discussion with Beomgyu. His arms wrapped around your middle as he laid his chin on your shoulder. When Beomgyu shifted his attention to Soobin, Taehyun took his chance, placing a tender kiss on your cheek. “Thank you.”

“It’s them you should be thanking. Yeonjun bought my ticket, Kai made sure I got here safely. Beomgyu paid for my hotel room, not wanting to ruin the surprise by letting me stay at my place. Soobin is the one who got you the next two days off.” You turned your head in Taehyun’s direction.

“Why can't you stay at your place?” He chuckled an amused smile forming on his face.

“Dude I don't know. He gave me this big speech that, honestly, I wasn't listening to.” You laughed, leaning back into Taehyun's chest.

This was the best birthday present he could have ever asked for.

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Seong Taehoon x Reader: Happy Birthday! (feat Hansu)

G/N. Fluffy and a lil cracky. For @razypie informing us it's this dickhead's bday.

Taehoon blinks at the scene before him. This... this was not what he expected to come home to.

Sweat clinging to your skin and you in a skimpy top, giggling with his dad like you're both the best of friends, Hansu peering down at you fondly.

Standing a bit too close for comfort. Nudging him with your elbows like you're both in on a joke Taehoon is definitely not a part of.

You've made comments about his dad being a DILF before. About how good looking he is-

No. Fuck no. This is not that sort of scene. This is not his life.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Taehoon's voice alerts you to his presence, snapping you out of your conversation. You both turn to him with matching guilty expressions, the easy atmosphere from seconds ago completely gone.

"Son," Hansu sounds uncertain, "You're back early."

Back early?! What the hell is that supposed to mean? "Seriously. What the fuck-"

"Hold on, assho- Taehoon," You change your wording in the nick of time. It is his birthday after all.

Your boyfriend stares incredulously at you. Don't think he didn't catch on to your insult.

"Just..." you stride over to Taehoon, giving him a kiss on the cheek as a way of greeting (which he stubbornly does not lean down to make it any easier for you), pushing him out of the kitchen and towards the sofa. "We won't be long."

How dare you manhandle Taehoon. How dare you push him about in his own home

Fine. Fucking fine.

He plops down on the sofa. Scowl on his face and arms folded tight. Eyes glued to you and Hansu still visible through the doorway.

He sits and stares. Stares and sits. Five minutes pass. Then ten.

What sort of fucking birthday is this? Taehoon wonders if he's too old for a tantrum. But that's exactly what you and his dad deserve. You get him at his brattiest worst for ignoring him.

As Taehoon makes up his mind and about to leap over and give you two a piece of his mind-

You come out holding a wooden tray with dishes precariously balanced.

Fried eggs. Kimchi Stew. Fried Rice. Grilled Spam. Gukbap. All his favourites.

Oh. Right.

This would have taken ages.

This is what you two have been preparing. He's been too blinded by his annoyance to even notice the cooking.

Hansu follows shortly afterwards with a cake.

"Dad and I have been slaving in the kitchen for you, you ungrateful brat," you grin, no bite in your words and giving Taehoon's knee a fond squeeze.

(Both men twitch at you referring to Hansu as dad. No matter how many times, it still catches them both off guard.

And it's only thanks to a lifetime of training that Hansu doesn't drop the cake.)

"Happy Birthday!" you and Hansu say in unison.

Taehoon swallows down the lump in his throat. Anger he's used to. This- this he is not.

He holds back his words, the need to deflect and snap. Demand what the hell was up with the shitty greeting.

His nostrils absolutely do not burn, his eyes do not sting.

Doesn't dwell on the fact that his two favourite people (ack, cringe) get on so well.

And he will deny this to the end, his voice also doesn't crack when he mumbles,

"...Thanks."

[lovehypegirl]

LIKE FATHER LIKE DAUGHTER (2)

SYNOPSIS: BEING MANAGER NAM'S TEENAGE DAUGHTER WARNINGS: NONE NOTES: NONE WC: 1.7K

In his opinion, you were easier to handle as a child since you were very predictable

He knew when you were hungry, when you were tired, when you were sick, when you were thirsty, when you wanted to play

But now you're a teenager, you weren't as vocal and a little more closed off

Until he got used to your new teenage mannerisms, he would have to ask you how you were feeling

Also, he did not put up with your attitude. He was a rather firm father and he had no problem with telling you when your attitude was out of line

"(name)" he said in a firm manner. "I'm not sure if my absence has caused you to think that you could act out of line but that is not what's going on" he looked you in the eye

You looked to the side trying to avoid his firm gaze "'m sorry". Your fifteen-year old self felt like a soldier under his disciplining gaze

"I know you are, so you need to change your behavior from now on, do you understand me?" he placed his hands on your shoulders

"Yes, dad" you nodded "I understand"

"Good"

He had placed you in martial arts from childhood and here you were in your teenage years competing

Whenever you stood in the center fighting against another teen your age he would always be giving you a critical eye and criticisms after your matches

But as always, he praised you. You were his daughter. The daughter of A.R.E.S' 'world class' fighter. His genes went strongly. No wonder you always won first place.

"Your arm could have been higher for your third block"

"Dad, this ain't a battleground...it's a martial arts match" you pointed your first place trophy at him

He ruffled your head messing up your hair "I know, I know. You did good, as always kiddo"

After Minjis kidnapping arc, his first idea was to make sure you never ran into Manager Kim, Jincheol Park, and Hansu Seong

Okay, so that didn't work

Apparently, you attended the same school as Dabin so Jincheol got a hold of you and told you that your father was in the hospital (he also included that he was the one who beat your father up)

Jincheol pulled him into the 'dad's-with-daughters-club' which Nam did not want to be in but really didn't have a choice since you don't exactly oppose Jincheol

You easily got along with Jincheol who was going on and on about how Nam had raised an amazing daughter who was mature and well-behaved and such and such and how he wished how that you were friends with Dabin and Jesus Christ his smile probably stretched over his face and around the world when you told him that you and Dabin had your duo

He went on and on about how much you looked like your father and how Nam should be proud of having a daughter like you

(They did apologize for beating up your father)

And GOD FORBID you date Taehun Seong, Nam would NOT be happy

I'm sure he'd live with it but would not like it. Like at all

"Really? Him?"

You blinked a few times "Were you expecting me to bring Choi San in through the door?"

"With how much you talk about him? Yes"

"Well- okay fair"

He doesn't really understand k-pop but he'll buy you albums whenever you ask, he'll get you everything you need for your photocards, he'll buy you concert tickets and whatnot

Anything to keep you from running your mouth about all the concepts he doesn't understand, granted he's an ex-mercenary

He loves you dearly, but he doesn't care about Wonyoungism. But he'll buy your skincare

Does he know what salicylic acid is and what it does? No, but he trusts you to know what you're buying

And although he loves you dearly, he DESPISES parent-teacher conferences (he's had a few of your female elementary school teachers hit on him before)

When he gifts you things for christmas it's gifts like vinyl, kpop albums, makeup (that you make a list for), new shoes, clothes, ect

But for your birthday, he gifts more precious items, as he sees your birthday to be of highest importance. He's gifted you Cartier, Van Cleef, and would have you

He encourages you to do what you want but there are some jobs he's restricted you from. Like the military. But he did allow you to join the JROTC since he thought it would push you towards ideas of valor and loyalty. He doesn't want you to end up like him, stuck in a mercenary group with killing everyone being the only way out. Doesn't matter if naval aviation is different from the AKL

"C'mon, I wanna be a pilot!" you said as you lifted yourself up and down on the counter in a vertical press-up fashion

"Then fly an airplane" he said nonchalantly

"I don't wanna fly a commercial plane! I wanna fly a fighter jet!" you leaned on the kitchen counter as he cut up the vegetables in precise pieces

"Doesn't matter, it's not happening pet"

"Ughhhh"

Imagine you're someone who enjoys true crime and you're sitting on the couch watching a particular gruesome episode of your favorite show while you're waiting for your dad to come home

You sat on the couch with your knees drawn to your chest as Chicago PD played on the screen. Your heard your father come in through the front door

You heard your fathers footsteps stop behind the couch as the tv screen showed the cops pulling a decapitated body out of the water and cutting to a scene of the decapitated head

"What on Earth are you watching" he said

"Chicago PD. It's getting good" you replied, not even turning around but keeping your eyes glued to the screen as they gave a close-up of the body

"Jesus. Whatever happened to Bluey or Kipper the Dog?" he asked as he tossed his suit jacket onto a nearby chair

"Dad quiet, they're examining the body" you held up your pointer finger to 'shush' him

He usually doesn't fuss too much over your grades (I don't think he did that well in school) but he just cares about the effort that you put in towards your grades more so than the result

When you were younger, you got a really bad grade on a certain subject so when you got out of school, you ran home and dug through your mailbox to find your report card and tuck it into your pants and you shuffled through the house heading through barricade "Dad" giving him robotic one worded response

You tucked the report card under your mattress and hid in your room the rest of the evening and shuffled downstairs for dinner

The entire meal you avoided his eyes and he had to bribe it out of you with cake and a trip to the zoo

He wasn't mad at you for the bad grade but he was disappointed that you hid the report card

You stopped hiding your report cards since your grades got better and in your teen years, you had no reason to hide report cards since your school had a website for parents to check on grades

Additionally, when you were little, he didn't know anything about what clothes little girls liked to wear so he bought what you pointed your finger at

You ended up with a leather aviator hat with goggles that you begged your dad for at the Intrepid in New York City, a baseball shirt, cargo shorts with a water gun tucked into your waistband

like this (You were also the pinnacle of Yotsuba from Yotsuba&! when you were a child)

or you would wear a tutu instead of shorts with knee-high socks with stripes and hot pink sneakers and it was fashion

In your teen years, he would just give you his card to shop with for all your clothes

Messy pigtails with bows that would be crazy lopsided at the end of the day turned into long hair pulled back neatly into a claw clip

Dirty fingernails from catching cicadas turned into perfectly manicured fingers wrapping your knuckles in tape after a match

Wet t-shirts from spending afternoons catching frogs turned into feet in the water while fishing with Nam in the summer

A portrait of you and him stood proudly on his nightstand. Him in his military uniform and you in your JROTC uniform. He looks at it every day and brought it with him to the A.R.E.S base

And cause you learn to fight, you've gotten into a few fights with girls at school who've tried to pour milk on you but you pulled a pocket knife on them

The car ride home was silent as Nam drove you back from school. Early pick up and a four day suspension. You poked at the leather of the BMW car seat mentally preparing for whatever lecture your father was going to give you He slowed the car down at a red light and let out a sigh The signature dad 'I'm gonna say something to scold you' sigh. Nam could swear up and down that he's never sighed like that until you came along "y/n" he began and you slowly looked over at him "If you were going to fight then you should've kept it under wraps. I thought that I had taught you to plan for damage control" "Um" how were you supposed to respond to that? "Now, I don't know what this girl did to make you lash out - so much so as you pulled a knife on her-" Nam said as the light turned green and he began to drive again "Oh please, it was a Swiss Army Knife. Those are lousy weapons" "Do you think the school board cares about that? Especially since "Her father is on the school board" "Her father is on the school board" You said as the same time "Yeah yeah" you waved it off. "He can't expell me I'm the best student AND! The school won't release this to keep their image good" you looked over at him "The only issue is shutting up the dad" you said as you pointed your finger at him "First of all, put your finger down. Secondly, don't change the subject - I'll deal with you at home. And thirdly, leave her father to me"

Tbh, he never understood half of what you did (or said) but you were his only daughter and he loves you so much

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Ah I nearly forgot, happy birthday to Taehun of TNX!!!

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