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tbhsoft · 4 years ago

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life bar

idol!haechan x idol!y/n

summary: after the legendary interview was released, you and haechan began dating and have been getting an overwhelming sense of support.

genre: fluff

length: 2.1k

a/n: ah! i didn’t think the first post would gain any traction but it did! thank you so much for returning for a part two :)

this is modeled after the korean variety show, life bar. it’s a great show where celebrities aren’t subject to formal interview settings. please check it out! (mark did appear on the show with xiumin and changmin)

i’m not entirely sure of the hosts’ (other than heechul & yura) popularity outside of korea so excuse me for just labelling them as hosts.

if you missed part one, click here!

originally dnghycks’ gif

[the atmosphere is lively and filled with joy] host: how long have you been dating again?

heechul: oh, haechan! you’re dating someone?

haechan: ah, hyung! let’s not act like no one knows.

[heechul, dejected, grumbles to himself]

johnny (laughing): haechan didn’t fall for your bait.

[haechan winks at heechul, making heechul go into mock rage]

host: so, it’s been about 4 years?

[haechan plays with the glass in his hands, smiling to himself]

haechan (shyly): ya, just about.

heechul: are you guys still in your honeymoon phase?

host: do you still get butterflies when you see them?

haechan (nodding): of course! it hasn’t been that long.

heechul: it’s difficult to have a successful relationship as an idol. how did you guys handle it after that interview went viral?

haechan: it was very different to what i expected, you know?

haechan: first of all, we were preparing for the award shows and i was super focused.

haechan: i think it was during our water break that notifications were blowing up all of our phones.

johnny: we were so confused and thought it was from our managers.

haechan: i didn’t react immediately but i could hear the other members reacting, saying things like “no way” or “holy crap”.

haechan: everyone turned and looked at me. i felt like an imposter.

haechan: i was like “what? do i have something on my face? did someone send a meme of me?”

haechan: that’s when mark hyung showed me the news articles.

haechan: i blanked out for the rest of the day if i’m honest, barely remember anything from that day.

haechan: the only thing i remember was the pit in my stomach growing every time i stopped practicing. so, i kept pushing myself so i didn’t have time to think.

johnny: haechan actually fainted that day. he worked himself so hard that we had to rush him to the hospital.

haechan: luckily, it was just exhaustion and i could still perform. but, when i woke up, they told me to rest as much as possible.

haechan: the managers made sure i didn’t leave the house and told me to rest up.

haechan: it forced me to process what the news articles were saying.

haechan: once i did, all i was worried about was how y/n might be handling it.

haechan: was jyp going to give them a hard time?

host: did you text them?

haechan: because we were both focused on the award shows, i thought it best to avoid contact with them until it was all over.

johnny: even when it was all over, he still couldn’t text them.

johnny: i remember haechan pacing our room, trying to decide whether or not to call them.

haechan: i wanted to offer comfort but i wasn’t sure if it would aggravate the situation.

haechan: i think it was a few days after the last award show that i had an official meeting with lee sooman and the press team.

haechan: my eyes were wide the entire meeting.

haechan: lee sooman started the meeting by saying “congratulations!” and i was confused.

haechan: he went on to explain that he liked y/n for me and would support this relationship publicly as long as it didn’t affect my work.

haechan: i couldn’t really articulate my feelings so i think i just nodded.

haechan: he continued asking me about y/n after it, asking if we had made it official yet.

haechan: when i said no, he said that he would issue a buffer statement so i had time to ask them out.

haechan: the meeting concluded and, on my way home, y/n texted me.

heechul: what did they say?

haechan: “can we talk?”

heechul (dramatically rubbing his arms): oh no! the chills!

[haechan chuckles and takes a sip of his beer]

haechan: i told them we should meet in person to talk about it as professionals and adults.

johnny: when he tells it like that, it makes him seem tough. he was tearing up while he was getting ready to go out.

[haechan throws dried squid at johnny]

johnny: yo, thank you! i was hungry!

haechan (rolling his eyes): i wasn’t tearing up—

johnny: you’re right! you were sobbing. my bad!

johnny: you were so scared that you were gonna lose y/n.

[haechan balls up his fist in playful anger]

haechan: if only…

haechan: anyways, i was scared that i was going to be entering the new year without my best friend.

haechan: i asked johnny to drive me to our meeting spot so our manager wouldn’t know.

haechan: once we got there, y/n was already waiting on the bench for me so i told johnny to just chill in the car.

johnny: this is when i snuck my phone in his parka so i could wiretap the conversation.

[haechan pinches his nose bridge]

haechan: ah, hyung! privacy! no wonder your guesses were so accurate.

haechan: anyways, we sat down and talked like we always do. then, we got together!

johnny: in the end, y/n asked him out because he kept stumbling over his words.

johnny: y/n was giggling the whole time. it was very wholesome.

[haechan facepalms while the hosts laugh]

heechul (facing the camera): y/n, please take care of haechan! i know he lacks courage sometimes but—

haechan: really, now? after 4 years?

[johnny laughs while patting haechan’s head]

host: do you hold any resentment towards your interviewers?

[haechan takes a swig of his beer]

haechan: i did at the beginning? i don’t think y/n or i were ready to confess our feelings to each other’s faces just yet.

haechan: but, it’s not entirely their fault either.

haechan: i think, because we kept it a secret for so long, we wanted to tell someone and it was the first time we were prompted to talk about it under the veil of false security.

johnny (understandingly): and it’s easier to tell strangers than your closest friends, right?

haechan: for sure. i think a small part of me did hope they would see the entire interview at some point and that’s why i was so transparent.

heechul: and, because of that, you’re in a beautiful relationship now!

haechan (grinning): thank goodness for that!

host: what did they say when you told them you were coming to our show?

[haechan throws his head back in laughter]

johnny (chuckling): they told him that his taste in alcohol sucks and that they felt sorry for the hosts.

heechul: but, all the drinks you recommended are so good!

haechan (wiping away tears): that’s because they’re their recommendations. i don’t really drink for taste, only the social aspect.

johnny: y/n doesn’t like alcohol. so, if they think something tastes good, then it tastes amazing.

heechul: let’s raise our glasses to our hero, y/n!

[everyone happily raises their glass and cheers to you]

host: did you take them on a date immediately after the statements were released?

haechan: well, i wanted to… but, busy schedules and the fact that we hung out so much beforehand made it near impossible to have a good first date.

johnny: he was looking up “good date ideas” online and kept complaining that he already did those.

haechan: it wasn’t intentional. i guess y/n and i just liked to do couple things unironically.

heechul: i can’t believe you guys never got caught.

haechan: i think it’s because we were dressed so plainly without any disguises.

haechan: only a few people ever recognized our bare faces.

haechan: so, i decided to take them to jeju to see my mom after she called me.

johnny (laughing): i remember that call! she was like “now, bring my future in-law or else i’ll beat you up!”

haechan: when we got there, my mom totally ignored me and went straight for them.

haechan: she told them “i knew donghyuck liked you! he’s such a loser for not asking you out sooner.”

[haechan massages his temple and sighs]

johnny: on the record, haechan’s mom definitely loves y/n more than him.

[haechan nods in agreement]

haechan: so, after my mom babied y/n enough, i took them where you could see the stars perfectly.

haechan: i was really nervous and i didn’t really know what to do until y/n grabbed my hand.

haechan: they looked at me and said “as long as you’re with me, every passing moment is perfect. so, stop trying so hard.”

heechul: woah, y/n is so cool.

haechan: they really are. so, we spent our first real date stargazing and just enjoyed each other’s company.

[the host introduces the next dish and haechan helps set the table] heechul: why don’t we call y/n?

haechan (hesitant): i don’t know if they’re awake. they’re always taking naps at this time.

heechul: i’ll call them.

[heechul rings you up]

you (groggily): hello?

heechul: y/n! it’s heechul with the life bar crew. if you could introduce yourself.

[shuffling is heard through the phone]

you (clearer): all in us! hello, i’m y/n from itzy!

heechul: we were just talking about your relationship and wanted to hear your perspective.

[heechul motions haechan to say something]

haechan (sweetly): hi, darling. i’m sorry we interrupted your nap.

you: no, it’s okay! my alarm was about to go off anyways.

haechan: i was telling them about what happened after the interview and our first date.

you: ah, those were interesting.

heechul: oh? interesting, how?

you (giggling): if you know haechan, you know he doesn’t really cry, much less sob. but, when he showed up to talk, his eyes were puffy from crying so much and he had tear streaks on his face.

haechan (pouting): let’s not expose too much, y/n!

you (teasingly): what are you gonna do? cry on me?

[haechan sits back in his chair, frowning]

you: anyways! i vividly remember feeling bolder after the interview, not that i wasn’t nervous about public opinion.

you: however, i was actually talking to jyp when everything blew up.

you: he reassured me that he didn’t mind and he would support any decision i made.

you: just like that, he removed a whole weight off of my shoulders.

you: so, i was able to perform with confidence and complete reassurance.

you: but, whenever i saw hyuck at the award shows, he looked like he was about to implode so i thought it was better to wait for him to text me.

you: i’m sure johnny told you how frustrated the whole group was. i was the exact same.

[haechan blushes and buries his face in his hands]

you: i just wanted to be able to call him mine but he wouldn’t text me.

[everyone laughs and quietly teases haechan]

you (laughing): honestly, i was really impatient but i didn’t want to push him. so, i waited for a whole week after the last award show.

you: but, he was avoiding me really well! i even had to text johnny to make sure he was still alive.

you: so, i decided to just reach out to him first.

you: during the meeting, i tried to act like normal and tease him about his puffy face but he was having none of it.

you: “y/n, this is serious. this is our careers we’re talking about.”

you: i was scared for a moment until he was stumbling his confession out.

you: “the interview! i meant it. everything. i do. i would really like it if— i mean if you feel the same way— of course you do! you said it in the video. you do feel the same way, right?”

haechan (whining): you’re making me sound lame!

you: no, you were cute! but, also, slightly lame.

[you cackle through the phone]

you: so, i just asked him.

heechul: how about the first date?

you: he was so worried about being romantic and having that perfect first date that he forgot that i’m just a simple person.

you: when we went to see the stars, he was so nervous and was getting frustrated with himself.

you: to me, the effort he went through in itself was romantic to me.

you: i didn’t need the most spectacular first date because him being by my side was more than perfect.

you: so, i just let him know my thoughts and, when he finally relaxed, it became the most memorable first date ever.

heechul: what happened after he relaxed?

haechan: i listed all the little things that made me fall in love with them time and time again.

[everyone awes]

you: he made me feel like the most beautiful being in the universe.

heechul: okay! before this turns to sappy, y/n! thank you so much for joining us today!

you (laughing): it was my pleasure! invite me next time so i can expose haechan!

haechan: ya!

heechul: will do, bye!

[heechul hangs up the call]

host: you can definitely feel the love between you two.

haechan (in mock anger): i’m going to jump them the next time i see them.

heechul (grinning): well, i wish you guys nothing but happiness. host (raising his glass): to haechan and y/n’s beautiful relationship! [glasses clink as a bright grin appears on haechan’s face]

a/n: if i’m completely honest, idk how relationships work so idk if the way i wrote about this situation was done in a healthy way :P

pls feel free to give me feedback because i’m always looking to improve!

thank you so much for reading once again!

also, idk really know how taglists work so... @wownajaemin, hello!

#haechan fluff #fullsunnet #thekpopnetwork #haechan imagines #haechan x reader #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct dream fluff #nct dream imagines #nct 127 #dreamies #nct

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tbhsoft · 4 years ago

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best friends secretly share about their feelings for each other

idol!haechan x idol!reader

summary: you and your best friend, haechan, take part in the last episode of a series for idol best friends.

genre: fluff, tiniest bit of angst

length: 2.2k

a/n: i tried my best to make it gender neutral but i did make [you] a part of itzy. so, enjoy a co-ed moment!

this is inspired by jubilee’s both side series!

tbh, this is a bit unrealistic for the current kpop market but, hopefully, idols will be able to do things like this one day.

originally nctdream’s gif

[haechan strolls onto the set] haechan: okay! esketit! ᕕ༼✿•̀︿•́༽ᕗ [you walk behind him, shaking your head] you: you’re so loud for what? ɿ(｡･ɜ･)ɾ [both sit in the chairs and face the camera with bright smiles]

please introduce yourselves.

haechan: to the world, this is nct. hello, my name is haechan! φ(ﾟﾛﾟ*)ﾉ

you: all in us! hello, my name is y/n from itzy. ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/

how would you describe your relationship?

haechan: i hate them. ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡~)

[you glare at him and pokes his side]

haechan: just kidding! they’re my best friend. （。-＿-。）

you: unfortunately. ( ￣ヘ￣ )

[haechan pouts as he rubs his side]

how did you meet?

[both turn to each other and laugh]

you: he was being dumb with the rest of nct dream. (･ิ¬･ิ)

haechan: hey hey hey!

[you roll your eyes]

haechan: i suggested a game, which i unfortunately lost, and had to carry out a penalty. (▰˘︹˘▰)

you: i was sleeping when the screams of joy woke me up.

haechan: i couldn’t bring myself to ruin my perfect vocalist reputation.

haechan: that’s when i was rudely dragged out by the rest of dream.

haechan: i opted out with a one-time slap on the butt.

you: the ironic thing was i heard him practicing his voice crack and saw him get his ass slapped. (*｀へ´*)

haechan: it will forever be a stain on my record. (๑◕︵◕๑)

you: anyways, i was cranky because i had stayed up all night practicing.

you: so, naturally, i was pissed when i was woken up from my nap.

you: usually, i don’t have much of a temper but it was my off day.

haechan: they were like te kā.

haechan: i swear fire was coming out of their eyes. (｀△´＋）

[you push him off his chair]

you: i had passive aggressively asked them to be quiet.

you: everyone immediately apologized except for one person.

you: i wonder who? (;¬_¬)

[he grabs the chair and scoots away from you]

haechan: in my defense, i wanted to meet you from the moment you debuted and it was the universe’s push to become friends.

you (sarcastically): and what a push it was.

[the staff brings out noise-cancelling headphones] haechan: oh? is this the part where we share secrets? you: they aren’t really secrets if we’re gonna watch this later. haechan: let’s play rock, paper, scissors. whoever loses has to wear them first. [you sigh] you: i’m doing rock. haechan: is this some kind of reverse psychology? you: no. haechan: hmm… rock, paper, scissors! [he throws out scissors while you put out rock, as you said] [haechan pouts and puts the headphones on while grumbling] （；¬＿¬) you: finally, peace and— haechan: ANNIE, ARE YOU OKAY? WILL YOU TELL US THAT YOU’RE OKAY? [you slap his gut and grin when he wheezes] you: okay, onwards! (´∇ﾉ｀*)ノ

what is your favorite moment with him?

[you take a moment to think of one]

you: i think it has to be the first time he invited me to hang out with him and the dreamies.

you: i was going through a rough patch and he insisted that new friends would cheer me up.

is it too much to ask what the rough patch was?

[you shake your head]

you: i don’t think so? it’s in the past anyways.

you: i had this illusion that i couldn’t rest. if i rested, i was being lazy.

you: i kept running and running until i slammed into this wall of expectations that i built for myself.

you: it happens often in the music industry.

[you tear up thinking about how you felt at the time]

you: like, i knew this road wouldn’t be easy but to this extent?

you: you prep for it all you can but you still get caught off-guard.

[haechan reaches for your hand and squeezes it]

[you look at him and he’s humming to himself with his eyes closed]

you: he knew that i wasn’t in a good place.

you: he was patient with me. he made sure i was eating and taking care of myself every day.

you: he waited until i was ready to talk about it. once i did, he helped me pace myself and taught me that taking breaks was only natural.

[you look at haechan, smiling softly at his dancing]

you: i don’t think i’ll ever be able to repay him.

[the staff softly coos at the scene]

[haechan’s dancing comes to a stop and he looks at your glazed eyes]

haechan: are you crying, crybaby?

[you automatically push him out of his chair again, wiping away your unshed tears]

you: no.

[you rip off the headphones and fit them onto your head, refusing to look at him]

[he laughs and sits on the chair]

haechan: they get emotionally easily. please understand. it’s because they have a big heart.

what is your favorite moment with them?

haechan: that’s a big question.

[he glances at you and smiles at you bopping your head]

haechan: would it be too cheesy to say every single one of them?

haechan: it’s not an exaggeration. i really do think every moment with them is as precious as every other one.

haechan: they came into my life when everything started to blur. i lost my sense of self a lot of the times because i wanted to be the best for my fans.

haechan: they were my anchor.

haechan: i mean sure i had the members but a small part of me is always reminded that they’re also coworkers.

haechan: every moment with her reminds me that i am an individual, that i could still be lee donghyuck.

[you turn around with a bright look on your face, pointing at the headphones]

you (a little loud): they’re playing “no. 1”! o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o

[he grins softly and signals you to turn around]

[you realize he’s not done and sheepishly bow to the staff]

you (still a little loud): oh, sorry. i know you like to brag about me but hurry up, hyuck! (╯✧∇✧)╯

[once you turn around, haechan sighs]

haechan (sarcastically): they are just so darn cute.

[he gets up and pokes your sides]

[you yelp and glare at him, threatening to hit him with the headphones]

[he grabs them from your hands and puts them on]

do you love him?

[you choke on the water you’re drinking]

you: i’m sorry?? (✿☉｡☉)

do you love your best friend?

you: in the way a best friend should love their best friend? of course!

[you nervously laugh as you fidget in your seat]

how about in the way of a couple?

[you cough, pulling at the neckline of your shirt]

you: i don’t think this is appropriate, especially with our line of work.

[silence falls as the staff looks at you expectantly]

and if you weren’t idols?

[you make eye-contact with haechan who was blissfully unaware]

[he waves at you happily while wiggling his eyebrows]

[you crack a smile]

[he senses something’s off and holds your hand again]

[you feel your heart stutter]

[you glance back at the staff who are patiently waiting for your answer]

you (quietly): will this part be released?

[the staff looks at each other]

will you answer truthfully if we don’t?

[you nod]

then, no.

[you face the staff completely so haechan can’t read your lips]

you (quietly): it wouldn’t matter if we were idols or not because my answer would be yes either way... my answer is yes.

you: no sane person would not be in love with donghyuck, especially with all the things he does for me.

you: but, he loves his fans more than he’ll ever love anyone else.

you (quietly): i wonder if they know how much he loves them.

[the staff thanks you for your honesty and signals you to take the headphones]

you: please don’t ask him that question.

you: he doesn’t feel the same way and i can’t bear to lose him over a silly question.

[the staff doesn’t say anything so you prepare yourself for what’s to come]

[you slip your hand out of haechan’s grip and gently take the headphones from him]

[you secure them on your head and begin fidgeting with your hands]

[haechan notices this and looks around the set]

haechan: please don’t ask them questions that are too serious.

haechan: i understand the point of this interview was to get real, but they don’t like when people pry too much.

[the staff nods]

[haechan smiles while scoots his chair right next to yours]

[he places your legs in between his as he grabs both your hands]

[you look up at his reassuring smile and return your own]

[he looks back at the staff for the next question]

do you love them?

[haechan.exe stops working]

[he blinks at the staff then glances at you who’s looking down]

haechan: pardon? （・□・；）

[the staff repeats the question]

[haechan looks up at the ceiling, weighing the consequences that came with either of his answers]

if it helps, we won’t air this part of your interview.

haechan: then, what’s the point of me answering this question?

think of this segment as a sort of confessional booth.

[haechan slowly nods, still debating]

haechan (quietly): a confessional booth, huh?

[he looks straight into the camera]

haechan: i have been completely and utterly in love with y/n since the day i met them.

haechan: as i said before, they’re my anchor.

haechan: i have never introduced someone to my mother as fast as i did y/n.

haechan: every single time they have a comeback, i am constantly worrying if they had their first meal of the day, if they had enough sleep.

haechan: it’s crazy because they’ll put me before themself. they’ll ignore my nagging to make sure i ate and rested well.

haechan: how can you not fall in love with someone like them?

[he inspects your hands and how nicely they fit in his]

haechan: i know the likelihood of us being together is slim because of this industry but, if they’ll have me, i want to try.

haechan: if they don’t return my feelings, it doesn’t matter. i’m willing to be whatever they need if it means i can stay by their side for the rest of my life.

haechan: a life without them is a life i’m not willing to live.

[haechan looks at you with the softest eyes]

[you lift your head to return his gaze, a smile growing on your face]

[some of the staff members are wiping tears while others refusing to let tears fall]

[you glance at the staff and back to haechan]

[he shrugs as he takes the headphones off of you]

haechan: i guess your embarrassing moments were too funny for them.

[you sigh in relief, thinking they didn’t ask him the same question]

you: you better have not chose a severe one. ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

you: i’ll expose you so fast.

[he sticks his tongue out at you and you go to hit him]

[the staff clears their throat]

[your attention returns to them]

thank you for your time and such a wonderful interview.

[you blink] (•̪ o •̪)

you: we’re done already?

[the staff nods]

[you and haechan exchange looks and shrug]

[you turn to look at them and bow]

both of you: thank you for your hard work! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

[you both walk towards the dressing rooms in silence] haechan: hey, y/n? [you hum in response] haechan: are you okay? [you nod and grin at him] you: why wouldn’t i be? [haechan shrugs, also thinking the staff didn’t ask you the daunting question] haechan: eh, just asking. [a moment passes] haechan: hey, y/n? [you hum in response again] haechan: no matter what, best friends? [you look at him and give a firm nod] you: no doubt about it. [haechan smiles and pulls you into a hug] haechan: good. i can’t afford to be the short one anymore. [you punch him in the stomach and run to your manager] [haechan wheezes but musters a telling smile]

on december 24, the interview was released... the full interview.

breaking news: nct’s haechan and itzy’s y/n in love with each other?

netizen01: is that what this country has come to? we can’t even allow two kids that are in love to date?

netizen02: they seem to be really in love with each other... i’m so jealous. what an epic romance!

netizen03: i cannot believe they have the audacity to act like this during an interview. so unprofessional!

netizen04: they dug themselves graves before their careers even started...

netizen05: what’s funny is that you’ll find the country has more supporters for couples like this than the haters online. please ignore the hateful comments because the country is behind you!

netizen06: they look so beautiful together!

netizen07: as an nctzen and a sunflower, i’m upset that haechan cannot freely express his love for someone who has done a lot for him. nctzens, please support them!

netizen08: most of you will never get the chance to date your precious oppa. at least now you know there’s someone in his life that loves him as much as you, maybe even more than you, to take care of him.

netizen09: international nctzens approve of this couple! clearly, y/n does so much for him!

you and haechan were in absolute panic while lee soo-man and jyp called each other to say, “i definitely saw this coming and i’m fine with it if you are.”

enjoyed this? there’s a part two right here!

a/n: the little blurb about them meeting is from one of their vlogs which is why i used itzy as your idol group!

also, the favorite moment is a part of a very real (paraphrased) conversation between chungha and other female idols on running girls. please check it out and remember that your idols are humans too!

pls give me feedback to! i want to get better at writing and would really appreciate it!

thank you so much for reading!

#haechan fluff #fullsunnet #thekpopnetwork #haechan imagines #haechan x reader #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct dream fluff #nct dream imagines #nct 127 #dreamies #nct

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tbhsoft · 5 years ago

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my favorite series by far

master of all elements.

synopsis: y/n, a waterbender of the northern water tribe, has been named the new avatar. she must master all of the elements in order to keep the peace of the four nations. which path will she choose first?

pairing: 00 line x reader

genre: fluff, angst

author’s note: i am so late to the game but i finally watched all of avatar the last airbender and i knew i had to make a fic/series about it so here i am. this series is formatted like a dating game. you pick a route with a character (00 line) and then once you finish that route (the fic), you go back and pick another one. the stories have nothing to do with each other, like wiping clean the slate!

the element of change | na jaemin.

your childhood best friend and longtime crush. in your opinion, he should’ve been the avatar but that’s not how it works unfortunately. kind, patient, and achingly handsome, keeping your focus on the bending and not him will prove to be a challenge.

the element of substance | lee jeno.

a gentle, but mysterious, earthbender that saves you when you’re in a sticky situation. for some reason, he refuses to teach you earthbending no matter how much you beg him. it would be much easier to just find another teacher, but there’s just something about him that draws you in.

the element of power | huang renjun.

cold and armed with a nasty temper, this fire nation soldier knows just how to push your buttons. despite his bad attitude, there’s no dispute that he is among one of the most skilled firebenders that’s ever been. at this point, you’re not really sure if you want to kill or kiss him.

the element of freedom | lee donghyuck. * for the sake of my sanity, we’re just gonna pretend that the air nomads don’t shave their heads.

a mischievous airbending thief that somehow ropes you into his antics. in exchange for being his accomplice, he teaches you bending. life is never dull with him, but he seems to be running from something and you desperately want to know what.

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reading this after watching "hi bye, mama!" was not the best idea 🤡

dad!mingyu

this concept has, does, and will forever internally Scar Me. read at ur own risk…..

also this got really real super fast hang in there reader

mingyu and mijoo

mijoo and mingyu

they met at recess on the first day of 4th grade

when mijoo fell down and scraped her knee from a rock on the grass hill overlooking the school

and mingyu heard her voice like a chime of a bell

and ran to the source of it, careless of who it belonged to

until he found her, crouching over her leg, wiping away tears and smoothening out her bangs

the first thing he thought was

aw, there’s a girl crying, i should help her

the second was

she is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen

so he walked over to her, ignoring the slamming of his heart against his chest

plucked a wildflower amongst a hundred of them, sat down in front of her, tucked her hair behind her ear,

and placed the flower right behind it

mijoo looked up through her wet lashes to face the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen with a smile so kind she forgot why the scrape on her knee hurt so much

from then on, the two were absolutely inseparable!!

little mingoo would pluck her a bouquet of wildflowers every year for her birthday until they were 14 and he finally realized that he’s aLLERGIC TO THE WILDFLOWERS JFC MINGYU

went through the puberty stages together like pimples yes growth pains yes awkward pants that would rise above the ankles yes hormones yes first crushes yes and puberty YES

both miraculously got hot in high school and went on to date several people but still maintained their close close close friendship

they shared their hopes and their goals and their dreams with each other

mijoo had always wanted a job in animation and art, and mingyu was extremely talented and hopeful in a career in business

mijoo had a job working for a company that illustrated children’s books, and early that senior year, mingyu found a position in his co-operative education at one of the biggest financial investment companies in the city

both had unlimited potential and shared every moment of it with each other

tbh best friends probs wasn’t even the right term to describe it like

they were just lovers but without the lust

but honestly since the very first day they saw each other

they already knew

that they were somehow meant to be together

mingyu was the first to realize it one day, lying in bed, taking a nap with best friend wonwoo at the desk next to the bed

when the realization smacked mingyu in the face, like fuck am i in love with her?

and bolted up so hard he banged his wrist against wonwoo’s desk, spilling his coffee all over his textbook and spraining his own wrist

death stares from wonwoo

non-stop pestering to his 12 best friends

“guys i think i’m in love with her”

“do i tell her??”

“WHAT’S LOVE HOW DO I KNOW I’M IN LOVE IF I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS”

“guys what do i do”

“guys i think i’m in love with her”

“guys i’m scared”

“guys what do i do”

“gu–”

“mingyu, juST OIFDJGSOIDFGJSDOIFGJSDJFGO”

^ probably wonwoo/minghao

mingyu was convinced it was just him feeling this way, bc why else would he have had the urge to place that wildflower behind her ear in the first place??

it was just a one-sided crush, he reminded himself everyday. it’ll go away.

until one day

class president!jisoo decided on the last day of senior year

to throw a party for all the seniors

“jisoo??? is throwing the party???”

“i thought he was all a jesus??? button the top button??? good christian type?? boy??”

“i can hEAR YOU SOONYOUNG”

everyone was surprised it was jisoo but he promised that it would just be drinks, some nice music, and mingling

well that night mijoo wanted to have fun and made sure mingyu was there to watch over her

so she tooks shots

and shots and shots

SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS im sorr ry

and drank way more than she absolutely should have for someone her size

mingyu honestly was having a good time himself and didn’t seem to think mijoo needed that much support, since she never was that big of a party-er

until by a little over one am he found her stretched out on the bathroom floor, head over the toilet, heaving out her guts

he held her hair back and brushed her teeth in jisoo’s sink before realizing it was probably a good idea to drive her home

on the drive home, she was still absolutely drunk and began to say things that would then change his life forever

“hey mingyu”

“yes mijoo”

“you’re a really good friend”

“thanks i know”

“… and i think i’m in love with you”

BOY DAMN NEAR RAN INTO A TREE

he had a million questions

until it hit him that she was drunk

and it probably meant she didn’t mean a single word

so for the rest of the ride to her house, his head was rigid on his shoulders and stared at the dark road ahead, ignoring the flustered, rosy-cheeked, warm and utterly beautiful girl sitting in his passenger seat

who he’s been in love with since he was nine and who had just drunkenly and stupidly confessed her love back

his knuckles were turning white

but before he broke the poor steering wheel in half, he made it to her house and quickly went over to her side of the door before the poor girl accidentally opened it herself and fell through it

she landed into the crook of his arms and he couldn’t help but feel that she fit there perfectly

and somehow the two of them were able to maintain their balance to walk up the steps and onto the porch

he unlocked her door with her key and led her up the stairs to her bedroom

the entire house was dark and the doors to her parents’ and sisters’ rooms were closed, implying they weren’t even home

which made mingyu even more scared bc that would mean he would have to stay behind and take care of her and make sure she’s ok in her sleep

until they reach the doorway of her bed when she turned around and looked at him dead in the eye

it was fascinating to mingyu how the mere sight of her could send him buckling down to his knees at her feet

those flustered cheeks, shining eyes, messy hair and rosy lips drew him in and he found himself unable to look away

“will… will you stay?”

her words were clear and coordinated, sounding sure in itself, as if she wasn’t the same girl that was barely able to stumble up the four steps to her porch

he must’ve taken a long time to process her words, and when he did, and was about to say yes ofc you dummy i have to take care of you

she leaned on her tip toes and capture his lips in hers

as if that wasn’t enough, every ounce of his self control and pride shredded to pieces when she swiped her tongue across, whimpered and pulled away, whispering a barely audible, “please.”

mingyu felt his world fall apart and piece back together all in a mere second and had no hesitation making his decision

whispering back a barely audible, “i love you”, which she undoubtedly heard, though he’d thought she hadn’t, he reattached his lips back onto hers and led her inside the room, blocking out the world on the outside of the door

that night was spent rushed and hasty the first time and slow and calculating the others, all the while never forgetting to whisper his new favourite words in her ear whenever she wanted to hear it

weeks pass after that night and everyone is thrilled the two hottest seniors finally “got their head out of their ass and confessed”

“thank u for that seungcheol”

some more weeks pass

and mijoo, currently in a happy place she’d never imagined possible before, began to notice changes in her body

stretch marks began to show on her toned thighs, she’d feel extreme discomfort on the treadmill at the gym after just 30 minutes of cardio, her eating habits began to change, she’d notice significant weight change and always seemed to be moody

she shared these abnormalities with her sister

and mid-sentence discussing the eating habits, she froze and nearly fell to her knees

there was no way

and as she feared, later that night, at her kitchen table with her boyfriend, clueless and munching on some pretzels, whiffing through a magazine, she slid the pregnancy test across the table, stood up, and walked upstairs

it took him a second

until he realized what the two lines meant

19 years of age

and both of them were going to be parents

he dropped every single item in his hand that clattered to the table before turning and speeding up the stairs two steps at a time to her room to find her on her knees, crying

his initial reaction was to freak out, of course

what 19-year-old was ready to have kids?

the money, fuck, the housing, their parents, the delivery; there were too many things to consider

but as he saw her there, crouching and crying and afraid

he felt that he couldn’t be like that too

what world would this child be born into if neither of their parents wanted them?

he slowly bent down to her and cupped her face, wiping away the tears with the pads of his thumbs and promised every single promise he could’ve possibly come up with

he had to protect her and the child she was carrying

so for the next few months mingyu did absolutely everything he could to be prepared

thought of names, bought extra food in case of cravings, read books on the changes in a woman’s body during and after childbirth, sex during a pregnancy bc bOI

started taking double shifts at this office job he found downtown now that mijoo stopped working

breaking news to the parents was difficult

mingyu’s was a tad more supportive but mijoo’s were absolutely appalled and refused to acknowledge mingyu any longer

mingyu didn’t know how he was able to go on, but he forced himself to

until the day came around for their first ultrasound

and just as mingyu was searching for a healthy pair of two hands and two feet

he found… four?

his breath was cut short when the doctor turned to them, beaming

“well, mijoo, looks like you guys are parents to twins”

the doctor announced boy and girl twins, and upon hearing the news and figuring out what the two figures were, mingyu began jumping up and down in joy and was almost in the verge of tears

only to look down on the ultrasound bed to see his girlfriend staring at the monitor

in utter despair and fear

mijoo had already been disappointed by the initial pregnancy, knowing nothing good comes out of being a young mom and she had to now put her dreams on hold

but now expenses were going to be doubled

clothing, food, beds, chairs, toys, everything had to be more

it wasn’t until the third trimester of the pregnancy that it really got difficult for the two of them

they had to move in with mingyu’s parents, much to mijoo’s parents’ dismay, so his mother could help out

they would go to bed together every night

to mingyu waking up at 3am each time to see her back to him, shaking and silently weeping

she would slowly avoid his embraces when the two of them spent time together

mingyu noticed these, but still did his best to put a smile on his face every morning and face the hatred from her parents and the coldness from his own girlfriend

so smiling and staying positive turned into breaking down into sobs and clutching his chest on the bathroom floor at 2am when the epiphany of how difficult it was going to be would hit him

the babies were born during spring break, in march

mingyu held the two in his arms, the boy now named jiho and the girl now named jiyoung, and suddenly felt as if the mental breakdowns in his bathtub and desperately running to the convenience store across the street for mijoo’s cravings before she went insane were maybe worth it after all

around the two month mark, mingyu noticed the actions of mijoo came back

would immediately toss the crying children to mingyu and bolted from the room, panicking and in fear of not knowing how to console her own children

would nudge mingyu awake when wailing started coming from the other room at 5am

often found herself frustrated with the kids when they wouldn’t follow her instructions and as the months went by

she just didn’t know how to connect, and of course, being two young parents, neither of them knew that this was a form of post partum depression

when the kids were 9 months old, mingyu awoke to the sound of jiyoung desperately wailing and jiho whimpering beyond belief

went to the kitchen to find a single note that was written in a handwriting he learned to memorize every curve and swipe of

“we would’ve gotten married in another lifetime, you know. tell the kids i’m sorry. i know i just have to do this. i love you forever, my mingyu. - mijoo.”

and that was it

she left him

the love of his life, the mother of his children

gone

he walked up the stairs to the sound of the crying, but went past the room with the kids, knowing he couldn’t face them right now

he opened the door to his parents room, now sitting up and sleepily wiping their eyes, confused why the kids were crying so early in the day

with the note still in his hand and his life shattered, he climbed into his parents’ bed like he was a child and wept in his mom’s arms

now breakdowns in the washroom turn to openly crying as he rocks both wailing babies in his arms trying to get them to bed

work turns into taking so many extra shifts his body fails to support him and he just sleeps on his keyboard in his little cubicle sometimes

but his parents take the kids to the village or other relaxing, vacation places at the end of every month and on every holiday so they have a chance to experience things like other kids do

uncle soonyoung and uncle seungcheol always offer to babysit and look after the kids until dusk if mingyu is running behind at work, trying to pick up as many hours and money as he possibly could

uncle wonwoo becomes their favourite uncle

uncle jeonghan always brings by takeout whenever the fridge is out of food

uncle seungkwan IS ALWAYS BULLIED

“MINGYU U NEED TO GET UR ASS HOME THEY’RE LITERALLY HOLDING SEUNGKWAN HOSTAGE”

before mingyu could even calculate it, the years go by and it’s time for preschool, which his parents helped to pitch in for to get them into a good one

and for the first time in a long time, mingyu realizes things have actually been going ok and he wasn’t in this completely alone

his best friends and his parents and sister never failed to remind him of that

he’s been spending much more time alone with them ever since he became a single dad and have learned to understand and connect with his kids

the older twin, named jiho, was the definition of warm

the easiest baby on the face of the earth, would eat anything he had to, never fussed as much as most babies would, would sleep all through the night, giggled at anything that moved, and loves his papa beyond words

the girl twin, jiyoung, was a little more boisterous than that

would flip her food and laugh a huge belly laugh just seeing the look of despair on her dad’s face

loved causing trouble and smacking her brother in the face but pretending to be cute when her dad scolds her

the two complimented each other well and mingyu didn’t even realize when he became the dad that would be so typical so and gushy and smile at the way they interacted with one another as he just stands in the doorway and watches them

so first day of preschool begins

did i mention mingyu also happens to be the stylish father on the face of the earth

ever see those videos of dads struggling to braid his daughter’s hair

or not knowing what to dress his kid

nOT KIM MINGYU NOPE

fucking dutch braids his daughter’s hair

puts his son in a dress shirt and nice sweater over

they roll into school looking like they actually have their shit together

when actually

mingyu woke up 45 minutes late and foRGOT THEY HAD SCHOOL EVEN THOUGH HE’S BEEN HYPING IT UP FOR A WEEK IT LITERALLY JUST SLIPPED HIS MIND

didn’t even brush his teeth and just fucking bursted into the kids room

to find them already up and cleaned, waiting for their outfits of the day

and mingyu just sighs of relief like why are my kids smarter than i am

but yes preschool

NOW HERE COMES YOU

sorry that took such a long time here we go

you’re the homeroom teacher for the kids and this is ur third year of teaching, yet somehow, the first days still give u the butterflies

so u wait patiently behind ur desk, going through the plan for the day, meeting the parents and such, and trying to calm your nerves

and hoped that the school year would turn out good

you wondered about the kids in ur class

you wondered about the good ones, the ones that always greeted you through the door and never peed themselves

you wondered about the bad ones, the ones that LITERALLY used you as a canvas for their painting

you wondered about the parents and how the crop each year keeps getting scarier and scarier–

“ah-cHOO”

“sh, dad, you’re way too loud”

“oh…. .. .. SORRY,… whispers …. hi there!”

your thoughts are interrupted when you see three figures walk into the doorway, two kids around the same height and a towering young man in a dress shirt and some nice jeans and converse

immediately your first thought was that wow he seemed so young??? and the kids looked like carbon copies of him so they’re absolutely his kids

and you were about to say something, but suddenly and uncontrollably

you just bursted out laughing

and the little girl and boy both tilted their heads to the side at the same time adorably, looking at you weird

and sputtering and trying to catch ur breath, you were like

“ahah ahh why–why are you whispering?”

it didn’t hit you until 2 secs later that that was .. … so …. Embarrassing…

you could’ve introduced urself but u just cackled like nice going y/n nice nice

the father just turned a dark hue of red before rubbing his neck and gave a smile so shy you suddenly began to feel redness in ur neck as well

but u cleared ur throat and introduced urself regardless

“hi there! i’m y/n and i’ll be the homeroom teacher for classroom 4A this year!!”

mingyu led the two into the room, the girl strutting and smiling in awe at every single colour around in the room and the boy shyly hiding halfway behind his dad’s leg

“this,” he pointed to the girl, already picking up crayons and a paper, “is jiyoung. she’s… quite boisterous”

“and this,” he pointed to the boy, “is jiho, who’s a little bit more shy but i promise, will never cause you trouble,” patting his head lovingly

and he looks up at you, “and i’m mingyu, their dad!” and extended his hand

you feel your breath catch in ur throat because wow

what a beautiful thing in front of ur eyes rn

reaching out to shake ur hand

and smiling so kindly

rip reader

so you shake it and only days after, when u were folding laundry at home with some reality tv show in the background, replaying that iconic moment over and over, that you suddenly recall

… didn’t he sneeze directly into his hand that time????

ANYWHO

he explained how he sometimes has work shifts that could possibly stretch a little later than the time the school closes on weekdays, so either his parents or sister will pick him up

“OR UNCLE WONWOO!!!” jiyoung adds from the background

and you tell him it’s absolutely fine and you won’t even mind staying behind just to make sure the kids are rested before they’re picked up if it comes down to the last resort and no one can pick him up

and if u thought his smile was kind before

bro

u aint seen dis one

cause this one started from his eyes

they glistened for a quick second before he looked down shyly

then back up at you, canines flashing and eyes shimmering, almost astounded at your response

as if he was relieved and grateful somehow

and from the way you see the dark circles under his eyes and the quick, messy push of his hair from getting ready this morning, to him later being the only father at the orientation and sneaking in funny faces at his twins sitting in the front row, to him reading through each and every sentence in the pamphlet of the curriculum for the kids you gave it, you had an abnormal itch to ask him about more

but knew that you couldn’t bc it would be rude

so thats how you meet kim mingyu, father of kim jiho and kim jiyoung of classroom 4A

so from then on, for the first week, though you learn to practice names and memorize likes, dislikes, tendencies, and personalities of the girls and boys in your class, your mind keeps drifting off to the tall, young boy that, because of his kids, was seemingly way beyond his years

and for all but one, you are met every single day after school for months by a rushing mingyu in his office attire and dangling briefcase, always almost out of breath, there to pick his kids up without remembering to thank you a million times first

and as he waits for the other teachers to assist the kids with their jackets and backpacks, you guys always have these 1-minute conversations

“so how were they today?”

“they were good! jiho, as usual, had the cleanest painting of all”

“that’s my boy!”

“and jiyoung actually tried to hit on this boy named namhyuk today during rece–”

“sh E WHA T”

leans on the gate too hard and falls through straight onto the floor

and somehow scrambles up to pick up the kids, now dressed and ready and confused why their dad is freaking out and flat on the floor

scoops both of them up in both his arms, walks towards his car after shouting a “goodBYE Y/N I HAVE BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF”

and starts lecturing jiyoung as they make their way to the car

“whyareyoualreadyhittingonboysyoureliterallytheeyearsoldifanythingtheyshouldbehittingonyouandyoushouldntbedoinganythingthatiscatchingtheirattentionnodatingandnoboysuntilyouturnlikethirtydoyouunDERSTANDmeyounglady”

and almost everyday is a spectacle for you, whether it be him putting on his best effort to scold jiyoung for accidentally writing on the board in permanent marker or when jiho, in an effort to be nice, wanted to lick his deskmate’s face to “help him get the crayon mark off”

but a few weeks after that, you were informed that work had become extra busy and it was his sister, minseo, or best friend, wonwoo, that would come by and pick them up

and you havent seen mingyu in a while

but you kind of just brush it off

cause it’s stupid crush on a parent that just happens to be attractive and freaking adorable with his kids ugh

until its friday night and you were feeling sick so had to call in for that day

and after a whole day spent of wheezing and coughing and sweating and sleeping, you dragged ur ass to the grocery store to make some stew bc god u needed it

and u walk into the canned aisle to find some spam to put into the stew

when ur face to face with

a human ladder

and you see

mingyu with jiho stacked on top of him and jiyoUNG ON TOP OF JIHO

AND YOU SCREAM IN SHOCK BC OMG MINGYU BUT ALSO OMG PLS DONT FALL AND DIE

and they just look over at you so freaking casually and ??? until !!! IT’S MS. Y/N!!!

AND YOU’RE LIKE OMG PLS DONT FALL BE CAREFUL

and mingyu can’t even say anything back

bc little did you know

after a few weeks of being caught up in so many shifts,

he came today to pick up his twins to find you not there

but guess what today was

valentine’s day

and guess what he was holding

fLOWERS

and he promised himself it was just a gift from the kids to her and nOTHING ELSE

so when he hung his mouth open, speechless and stuttering, jiyoung just rolled her eyes at her obviously pathetic, crush-ridden dad and explained

“dont worry miss!! we do this all the time!! jiho just really wanted some canned beans, but they always stack it way too high for us”

you were still concerned but saw jiho nod at you, so you knew that if he approved, it was all good LOL

so you were like phew ok!!!

mingyu gets himself together after putting the kids down and finally says hi to you

and tries to suavely, casually, coolly be like

“so, ahem, um, why weren’t you, you know, at school today… yeah?”

behind the rack of ranch dip jiho just sighs and jiyoung facepalms

you explain you haven’t been feeling well and just needed some time to rest

until he was like oh so you’re not doing anything for valentine’s day??

and you just blank

bc omg you forgot???

and you’re both just standing there awkwardly, absorbed in your own thoughts of each other, until jiyoung bursts in with her fucking superhero cape and is like

“hey, ms. y/n, how about you come over for dinner tonight!! you’re not feeling well so you shouldn’t cook”

and you immediately want to decline bc you’re also a .. .. . huge eater… … and kim mingyu must never ever ever ever see that side of you

until mingyu lights up and nods his head like an overexcited puppy, going, “yes yes! come! my parents are out of town and i’m a pretty good co–” and then realizes what he could’ve meant when he says his parents are out of town

“i MEAN EVEN IF MY PARENTS WERE HOME YOU COULD STILL COME OVEVR YOU KNOW like it’s just the house would be quieter and we can be as loud as we want wHAT I M EAN”

“dad pls just . .. .”

and you’re doubled over laughing once more at the antics of the kims, until little jiho tugs on the sleeve of your sweater and shoots you those puppy eyes

and you know you can’t decline

so that’s how you ended up in the kitchen of the mingyu household

and witnessed the most amazing sight you’ve ever seen

jiyoung was propped up on a chair, reaching for the bowls and opening drawers for utensils before neatly climbing down and setting them on the dinner table

and jiho was sitting on the counter beside his dad, helping sort vegetables, choose ingredients and gigging at his dad’s occasional vegetable puns

“hey, jiho, what is green and sings? elvis PARSLEY”

i just fucking cant w kim mingyu

but mingyu

mingyu

if you hadn’t admitted your crush on him then, you cerTAINLY FUCKING DID NOW

with an apron tied neatly in the back by jiyoung and his sleeves rolled up by jiho (can u imagine so f uck ign cut ete), he worked with hands so fast and diligent you began to just drown in the sight of him

and noticed how this entire family worked like a well-oiled, loving machine

he beckoned you to come over and try some

and you actually hate it when people feed u like god gave me hands pls allow me to use them thx

but the sight of him holding a ladle in one hand and his eyes hopeful and excited for you to try his cooking, all pet peeves went out the window

it took you a sec before the taste sunk in and oh my lord

it was incredible???

you gushed and exclaimed how he could honestly be a chef

but he blushed and laughed softly to himself, and just shook his head, almost with a dash of sadness in there

meanwhile the twins sit at the dinner table watching all this unfold and giggling and covering their mouths like omgogmgogmogm

and it wasn’t until when dinner was almost served when you realized a missing presence that a loving family like this would usually have

you were curious about the twins’ mother, and not that it made a difference with how you saw them whatsoever, but it had been a question you’d been dying to ask for months

but knew you couldn’t, not yet at least

and all through dinner, there was always a buzz of conversation, laughter, and swooning over mingyu’s cooking, which he always bashfully accepted

you noticed how jiyoung had her dad’s laugh, true and open, honest and delightful, baring all her teeth and eyes lighting up

she also had a light to her that turned her dad to putty in front of her, and you saw a prediction that this girl has so much to offer to the world and her personality was one you prayed to all the gods will never fade out

jiho had his dad’s kindness, always offering to grab u a napkin or some more lemon for your pork

he had the dashing and gentleman-like demeanour, always wanting to contribute to things as an act of kindness, helping others, and keeping his actions in check

it was strange to you that these kids were barely full grown kids at all, yet their personalities shone so brightly in front of their father that when the kids were sent upstairs to brush their teeth and change into jammies for a movie then bedtime, you blurted out as you were helping drying the dishes

“are you married?”

you hadn’t meant for it to come out so abrupt, but mingyu didn’t look surprised as he looked over at you and gave a small smile

he helped you finish drying the last few plates before taking two glasses of water and bringing them out to the living room couch, gesturing you to sit down

he sighed before he began, “as my children’s teacher and now as someone i consider a friend, i think it’s the right time to tell you”

and proceeded to recall his childhood best friend with her radiant smile and demanding strut of her step

he talked about them sharing their first kiss stories with each other and secretly, subconsciously hoping that they could’ve somehow been each other’s

he described her with such a fervor and light that made ur skin tingle, because wow, is that what love really feels like?

he then went on to tell about the night he realized he loved her, to the night when she drunkenly told him she loved him too

and that that was also the night that would change his life forever

he recalled how her pregnancy was extremely difficult and that she couldn’t even bare to look at him some days

and finally, with strength, he pulled to the last chapter, recalling the morning she left him a single note and left without a trace to a world where him and the kids no longer existed to her

of course at the time, he explained, there was no way he could’ve known that her post partum depression had drawn her away so hard, and really, if he could ever forgive her for leaving this life behind, as he said none of his close family and friends ever will

he also explained how difficult it was at first to support his family financially and morally, but is grateful for the love he’s received since

for a while, the two of you were silent

you had no idea what to say, because what do you say to someone who became a dad to two as a teenager, had the mother of his children leave him by writing him a single sentence goodbye, and barely knew how to take care of himself at the time, let alone two others?

but as you both sat there in the silence, contemplating the moment that just passed you replied with

“do it.”

“what?”

“forgive her”

taken aback by your response, you continued

“of course, i’m not saying it was the right thing to do… but maybe it was meant to be this way, you know? what if this was just a way to teach you abt life beyond your own? what if, somehow, you were just dealt that card a little earlier than most? look where you are now. money’s coming back in, you have people who support you and will run to your aid whenever,” you look at him straight in the eye, “and you have two beautiful kids who are both just kind and clever and mature. maybe, you know, you being a father was your calling all along. maybe, just maybe, you three are a well-oiled machine for a reason.”

you can’t tell what those shimmering eyes were trying to say, but before you knew it, he placed both ur glasses on the table before grabbing the sides of your face and captured your lips

because for the first time in the longest fucking time, he was heard

for the first time in a long time, there was someone out there who was willing to take into account him, his lovely jiho and blazing jiyoung and count them all as a blessing, and truly, truly made him realize that life could be so hopeful

and you didn’t know if he was kissing you because he really desperately needed to hear those words, or if he honestly wanted to kiss you because he just really wanted to kiss you to subdue hiS DAMN CRUSH (hint: it’s this one), but you didn’t care

you kissed him back and you both moved in a rhythm so steady and passionate that when you pulled away and he dipped in, almost trying to catch your lips once more, both of you were red and panting and breathless and over the moon

you also didn’t notice the two little ones peeking over the stair bannisters and almost squealing out of happiness and excitement bc their beautiful teacher!!! and their dad!!!!

he rests his forehead on yours and just quietly mutters how thankful he is for someone like you and how, yes, maybe this is his goddamn calling after all

and you continue to stay on the couch to talk and steal touches and get close and bump noses and grab kisses in between sentences until you realize its midnight and you need to get home

it wasn’t until you got up that you realized that you were confused as to what this could become

would you date? there was no way that would go anywhere for awhile though, knowing how wounds were still fresh for many parties involved here

but as you were putting on your shoes with his eyes on you, you looked up at him, ready to leave, and all those thoughts went out the window

he stole one more as ur fingernails bit into the skin of his biceps. sagged into his arms and let him, and his kiss, hold you up

it was a legendary, Princess Bride, top ten in history kind of kiss

“can i see you again soon?” he asked

and u realized you had nothing to worry about at all

bc as strange as it was, the way he was as a father and as a hardworking, passionate and resilient person was astonishing to you

so that night, when he finally let her go, he skipped two steps up the stairs to the twins’ room, to find them pretending to keep their eyes shut and smiles hidden

but mingyu fully knew and went, “come on, let me hear it!!”

and that unleashed the two loudest screams that could’ve woken up every elderly on the street

they leaped off their bunk bed and into his arms, bouncing with joy and excitement

jiyoung was smiling uncontrollably and jiho even had some tears in his eyes

after a little more dancing and embracing, he tucked them into bed one more time, promising saturday would be filled with lots of candy at the mall and coercing uncle jisoo to buy everything for them

he tucked jiyoung at the top bunk bed first, before doing their handshake (”slide, slide, fist bump, exPLOSION, snap, snap, swag”) and kissing each other good night

as he reached jiho, the boy already neatly and firmly slotted under his power rangers blanket, he sleepily beckoned his dad closer until they were nose to nose

he gave his dad a small kiss there, and whispered just as he drifted off, “daddy, can i ask you something?”

“yeah, of course, baby, what’s up?”

“i think… i finally want a mommy now.”

and drifted off

so when mingyu turned off the nightlight and walked into his own room, he leaned against the door, slid down against it and bursted into tears

happy, sad, relieved, afraid; he wasn’t sure

but this was a new chapter now

a chapter where he maybe his kids will begin to need someone more than just him, and a chapter where finally, it can all become just a bit easier, step by step, slowly but surely

wooahhhhsodfkgdgf this was long. for those that don’t know, post-partum depression is a very serious mental disorder that depicts that detachment and abnormality of emotions between a mother and child following the birth. having a mother that has battled post-partum depression w the birth of myself, i thought it was important to bring light to it, and no matter how young or how afraid, help is always out there, and no mother or child should ever have to feel this way.

this honestly took a lot longer to write than i expected just bc it was a bit more angsty than what i normally write, and i purposely left the ending a little open so you all can decide the upcoming between the y/n, the twins and papa mingyu :)

enjoy, loves! xoxo

also mingyu wanna like father?? my children??? thx??

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