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scarletwinterxx · 17 days

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jaemin dad scenario #2

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Jaemin hears the voices from downstairs, waiting for his wife and daughter to walk in the kitchen where he's currently baking cupcakes for Heejin's school day.

"Daddy, we're home"

He turns around to face the two of you, his two girls smiling widely at him. Heejin reaches out for him, immediately getting Heejin from you to give him her after daycare cuddles and kisses

"There's my baby princess, how was daycare today? Did you have so much fun? You didn't cry?" he ask in between kisses on her face. Meanwhile you watch the adorable scene between your husband and his mini me.

"She didn't cry, her teacher told me and she got a star"

"Wah you did? Can appa see it?" he asks the little girl in his arms, Heejin holds out her hand to show the star sticker on the back of her hand

"Wow, that's great! I'll give you a cupcake since you're very good" he promises Heejin, you give him a strict look but you let it slide.

You and Jaemin are on the same page when it comes to raising your daughter. You rarely have any arguments, but there are times Jaemin folds whenever Heejin wants something. Like giving her sweets, or letting her stay up past her bedtime.

You really can't beat the dad-daughter duo, they both know how to make you say yes. One look at you with their round eyes, you're nodding your head to whatever wish they have.

"Also Heejin got something to say" you tell Jaemin, walking towards the fridge to get a drink while Jaemin sets Heejin on the counter

"What is it, baby?"

"I got a boyfwiend" her little baby voice says happily.

Immediately Jaemin's smile changes while you try to hold in the laughter. He looks over at you then back at Heejin

"You don't have a boyfriend"

The little girl frowns at her dad, "I do have my boyfwiend" she says a bit louder this time

You can't help but laugh, Jaemin looks over at you with a glare clearly not amazed with the situation but to you it's very hilarious.

"You don't have a boyfriend" he sternly says, Heejin then sobs then reaches out for you.

You step closer to give her some comfort while Jaemin stands beside you, still not done with his argument with his 4 year old daughter.

"Aw love, what's wrong? who made you cry?" you ask her, patting her hair. The Little Na looking up at you with teary eyes

"Daddy says.. daddy says i don't have boyfwiend" she says in between sobs. At this point you can't help the big smile on your face, your daughter is being so adorable right now.

"But you do have a boyfriend?" you ask her, giggling.

Jaemin playfully pinches your waist, you brush him off while you watch Heejin nod her head "You do? What's his name?"

"Ji-hun" she says with her lips cutely pouting

You laugh again, enveloping her with a hug and kissing her head. Looking over at your husband to see him with an opposite expression on his face, "Yah, they're kids. Just go with it" you whisper

"She's four, she's my babygirl" he grumbles, taking Heejin from you to hold her again

"You're not allowed to have a boyfriend until you're 50" he tells her seriously. To little Heejin, it doesn't really make any sense apart from meaning she doesn't get to be right this time which she doesn't like.

This makes her cry again but doesn't move from her father's embrace

"Boys will make you cry then I have to beat them up then dad will have boo boo's. Do you want dad to have boo boo's?"

"No" she answers, hugging Jaemin quickly. She's always been a worried baby, if she feels like either of you are in danger she gets very anxious and starts to cry. When she was a baby, she hated seeing Jaemin on his bike. She thought he was going to fall.

"Okay then don't get a boyfriend okay? Pinky promise" he holds out his pinky towards Heejin, the little girl sealing the promise

"I can't even imagine how you would be when she actually starts dating" you tease him

"Don't start with me. I'll actually fight them"

You laugh, joining in their hug. Jaemin wraps one arm around you while the other holds Heejin, both of his girls in his arms.

"And I love you for that, but one day she's going be a big girl and would fall in love just like I did. With you" you tell him, giving him a kiss on the cheek

He looks at you, his eyes full of love and adoration like they always have ever since you met. "Well then as long as she falls in love with someone who loves her the way I love you, then I guess I'll be okay. That's still a maybe though, no one deserve our baby girl"

You smile at him, kissing him again this time on the lips then giving Heejin a kiss also on her chubby cheeks "I love you more, both of you. How about we finish baking these then let's have a cuddle night the three of us?"

"Sounds like heaven to me" He agrees, kissing both you and Heejin on the head before he sets Heejin down. The little one getting her standing stool ready to help with decorating the cupcakes but you both know she's after the sprinklers

"After I put her to bed, you and I are going to have a talk" he whispers

"What did I do" you laugh "Mhm, you can laugh now. Just wait until later"

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saturnznct · 1 year

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he holds the baby for the first time | nct dream

➸ note; hehe bit of a long one bc i love my dreamies <3

➸ word count; 4313 words

➸ lucas, tengfei, moonbyeol, dalgun, chaeyeon, caihong & chunae; aged newborn

➸ warning(s); breastfeeding? labour, c-sections, stitches, injection mention, blood mention

nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)

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mark

Mark’s entire world had been turned upside down in a matter of a few hours. Just four hours ago, he was working hard at dance practice, and now he was a father. He felt so many things, shock being the most prominent, shared with complete awe and love for you and your new son. The fact that he hadn’t held your newborn yet hadn’t even crossed his mind, he was far more concerned with both of your health and wellbeing, considering you’d had no pre-natal care. The hours dragged on, the amount of nurses and doctors coming in finally beginning to thin out. Your son had been laying on your chest for quite some time, having eaten and been burped already. You were so exhausted, a mixture of the birth and the late hour, but Mark was still wide awake, mind racing. However, managers and staff keep disappearing and reappearing, talking to Mark and whoever was on the phone in rapid speech. Mark could see the way it was affecting you, the way you move to almost protect your baby from the outsiders.

‘You should get some sleep,’ he murmurs, noticing your eyes dropping closed and then opening again.

‘I can’t look away from him,’ you admit, ‘he’s so perfect.’

‘I know, baby, but you need to rest,’ Mark reaches out a hand and brushes your hair from your face, ‘besides, I haven’t held him yet.’

Your eyes widen a little, ‘oh, of course not, I’m sorry.’

Mark chuckles, ‘it’s okay, it’s important he gets to know his mama. I’ll keep an eye on him while you nap, okay? I’ll wake you if he needs anything.’

‘Okay,’ you sit up slightly. The handover is awkward, it being the first time you’d done it, but eventually Mark has the tiny baby in his arms, kissing your forehead before murmuring a ‘goodnight, I love you,’ and settling into the armchair beside your bed.

‘Love you. Please keep him here,’ you mumble, turning onto your side and closing your eyes.

‘I will, don’t worry sweetheart.’

Mark is quiet for a few minutes, gently yet stiffly rocking the baby back and forth, examining his face and all the details. The baby looked so much like him, and he knew it, feeling an enormous sense of pride at the boy’s identical nose and eyes, that he’d seen in baby photos of his own over the years. Once he’s sure you’re asleep, he begins to talk to his son, wishing the infant to get used to his voice.

‘Hey, baby boy,’ Mark begins, lightly shushing the baby when he fusses, ‘it’s okay, everything is just fine.’

You were just on the verge of falling asleep when you hear Mark’s voice, heart warming at the sound of the love of your life talking to your firstborn.

‘I didn’t even know you existed a few hours ago, but God, I love you. More than anything. You’re so perfect, such a beautiful baby, all from your mama. She did so well, didn’t she? Carried you for all that time… I promise I’ll be here for you, always. Everything I do from now on is for you and your mummy/mommy.’

You still lay awake, eyes filled with hot tears at the pure love that overcomes you.

Mark is silent for a few moments, staring back into his son’s deep brown eyes, ‘I promise I won’t let you down. I love you, son.’

renjun

This was the moment Renjun had been anticipating since the moment you found out you were pregnant. He’d been terrified at the time, the pregnancy was unexpected and Renjun wasn’t sure he was ready or capable of being a father. At the same time, Renjun’s thoughts were filled with questions and worries about your baby. What would the baby look like? How big would the baby be? Would they come during the day or the night? But his biggest fear of all, was that your baby wouldn’t like him. He didn’t have the best luck with other member’s babies; generally they would cry and protest in his arms. He tried to prevent this, doing any and every bonding exercise with your bump that he could think or read about, hoping that when your son arrived he would feel comfortable and safe with him.

‘Jun?’ You’d been holding the baby for over an hour, having some skin to skin and your first feed. Renjun froze a little at the expectant look on your face, like he knew what you were about to ask.

‘You should hold him.’

Renjun blinks, ‘are you sure? you’re bonding with hi-‘

‘Jun,’ you repeat, softly, ‘he’s your son. He’s not going to hate you. Besides, I want to see my boys together.’

‘Okay,’ Renjun reaches down for the baby on your chest, cringing when the baby whines and fusses, ‘hey, don’t cry, please don’t cry.’

Renjun rocks and bounces him awkwardly but to no avail, and he sends you a look screaming for help.

‘It’s ok, Jun,’ you smile, ‘keep talking to him.’

‘He doesn’t like me,’ Renjun begins to panic, ‘he was happy with you, maybe you should-‘

‘Junie,’ you retort softly, ‘he just doesn’t like that he’s been moved. Keep talking to him, he’ll know your voice.’

Renjun gives himself a mental pep talk, slightly relaxing when he looks at the face of his baby boy.

‘It’s okay, it’s just me, I’m your daddy.’

You give Renjun an encouraging smile, and so he continues, ‘I really hope you like me from now on. Most babies don’t.’

The baby is gradually calming down at his father’s voice, so Renjun keeps talking.

‘Good boy, do you know my voice? I tried to talk to you as much as possible while you were in there so I hope you recognise it.’

The baby is now settled, staring up at his father with big brown eyes. Your heart melts at Renjun’s wide, toothy grin.

‘He likes me,’ he says to you, before turning back to the baby, ‘I think you look like a Tengfei.’

‘I like that name,’ you hum, ‘Huang Tengfei it is.’

Renjun’s smile gets impossibly wider, pride filling his chest knowing he’d just named his firstborn baby boy.

‘I love you so much, Huang Tengfei.’

jeno

You had never felt so at peace. You had just given birth to your first child, a daughter Moonbyeol in your bedroom at home a few hours earlier. Already, Moonbyeol was a very chilled baby, rarely fussing or crying. She was perfectly happy just laying on your chest, staring back at you. Jeno had been laying beside you for several hours now, engaging in hushed conversation with you about your newborn, all while unable to take his eyes off her. It hadn’t even crossed his mind that he hadn’t properly held his daughter, as you’d been snuggled together so close. As time passed, you grew more and more exhausted, the energy you had spent during the birth beginning to weigh you down.

‘How long has it been since she fed?’ you wonder aloud, ‘the midwife said every three hours..’

‘I think it was at six,’ Jeno says, ’so three and a bit hours ago.’

‘She needs more,’ you mumble, sighing deeply, already pulling your top down to give Moonbyeol access. Jeno helps you guide her head to your chest.

‘Agh,’ the pain is sharp when she latches, and Jeno kisses and rubs your hair in encouragement.

‘You’re doing so well, look at how well she eats.’

‘It hurts so much Jen,’ Jeno’s heart hurts at the look on your face.

‘I know, I know,’ Jeno frowns, ‘it’ll get better, with time.’

‘I hope so,’ you say, ‘I feel sore all over.’

‘You’ve been so incredible,’ Jeno praises, ‘we did so well with her.’

‘Yeah, we did,’ you grin, the and the two of you settle into small talk while Moonbyeol eats. After some time, she pulls away, ready to be burped.

‘I don’t want to move,’ you admit, ‘too tired.’

‘Hey, I’ll take her,’ Jeno offers, ‘you can stay in bed. Plus, I.. I haven’t got to hold her yet.’

‘Oh. I’m sorry.’

‘It’s okay, don’t be silly,’ Jeno presses a kiss to your cheek, ‘I’ve been so close this whole time. You should get some rest.’

You suddenly realise how drained and exhausted you truly were, eyes and body heavy with fatigue.

‘I think I probably should,’ you mumble tiredly, ‘Moonie, daddy’s going to get all that horrible air up for you.’

It takes perhaps a little longer than it should have, but eventually the baby is successfully passed into Jeno’s arms.

‘Hey, Moonie,’ Jeno rests her on his shoulder, gently patting her back, ‘you’re so tiny.’

You move to lay down on your side and rest your eyes as Jeno talks to your daughter in a hushed voice.

‘You’re so beautiful,’ Jeno meets his daughters eyes, seeing his own staring back at him, ‘look at those brown eyes! So pretty. No boy will ever be good enough for such a beautiful girl.’

Jeno slowly wanders out of your room and into Moonbyeol’s nursery, wanting to give you some peace to sleep.

‘This is your room,’ Jeno turns the baby in his arms so that she’s facing the majority of the room, ‘this is where you’ll sleep, where you’ll play… I hope you like the way we decorated. If you don’t, we can change it later.’

Moonbyeol’s eyes flicker around the room, although her expression is blank.

‘Look, Moonie,’ he walks towards her unused crib, looking at the silver mobile that hangs over it, white and yellow moon and stars hanging down, ‘it’s like you! You’re our little moon star.’

Moonbyeol burps at that exact moment, and Jeno chuckles, not sure whether he should be offended or not.

‘Well, that says what you think of that.’

haechan

Donghyuck naturally comes across as a conceited and cocky person, you know that’s just his humour. He’s cheeky and bold, but at the same time down to earth and a total sweetheart. He acted quite similarly when it came to his impending fatherhood, on the outside appearing as though he was completely confident, that he would take being a father in his stride. But on the inside, he was terrified. Sometimes he would catch sight of you, his pregnant wife, and would feel a deep sense of dread alongside the rush of love that would bubble up in his chest. When you went into labour while eating dinner together, he thought he was going to be sick, the crashing realisation that this was it. You’d done so well, going through hours of contractions before your son began to struggle, and you were taken into an emergency c-section. You were crying softly as they prepared you for the surgery. Donghyuck emerged from the bathroom in his scrubs to see you laying there, and you immediately you’d reached out for him. In that moment, he knew how much you needed him, how much both of you needed him. In that moment he knew he’d do anything to be the best father and husband.

Your son Dalgun was eventually delivered through the C-section, laying on your chest for quite some time as you were stitched up and wheeled back to your hospital room. Donghyuck hates the look of discomfort on your face as you try to move around on the bed and feed. You’re exhausted, in pain and in need of a good rest, but you had to stay awake for your son.

Donghyuck tries to make himself useful, keeping the hospital room tidy and making sure your water cup was filled and you hadn’t bled too heavily onto the pad beneath you.

Part of him aches to hold his baby boy. He so desperately wants to just reach out and take the baby into his arms, shower him in all of the love he had to give. But at the same time, he didn’t want to. He was frightened that his son would be unsettled with him, that he would do something astronomically wrong like drop him. After some time, the nurse knocks softly on the door, coming to check on your surgery site.

‘Donghyuck,’ you croak, his heart hurting when he sees you laying there, exhausted and in pain with your son on your chest, ‘will you take him?’

‘I-‘

‘Hyuck,’ you notice the way he freezes, but he melts and relaxes at your tone, ‘its okay. You’re his daddy. You did so well at the classes.’

Donghyuck shakes himself. You’re vulnerable, you’ve just had invasive surgery and you need him. And he’s terrified of holding his own baby.

‘Okay.’

The nurse helps with the handover as it pains you to lean too far, and suddenly there’s a seven pound baby wriggling around in his arms. Dalgun cries shrilly at being moved, Donghyuck cringing as he wails.

‘Dalgun-ah,’ he clumsily rocks the baby, ‘won’t you be a good boy while mummy/mommy gets looked after? I’m not a stranger, I’m your daddy.’

Donghyuck sways on his feet, soothing Dalgun, ‘your mummy/mommy is so so brave. She is so incredible, Dalgun-ah, she’ll be the best mummy/mommy in the whole world to you, I just know it. And I’ll try my absolute hardest to be the best daddy. I love you.’

jaemin

Jaemin thinks that his daughter’s birth was nothing short of perfect. You had given birth to Chaeyeon in a birthing centre, early in the morning in a birthing pool.

Jaemin had sat right behind you, in his swim shorts, with you between his legs, not even wincing when you near crushed his hands while you pushed. Jaemin had been the one to cut the cord, before the baby was taken away to be weighed and given her first injection.

Jaemin had felt new foreign feeling of resentment towards the nurse, who he knows deep down is just doing her job and ultimately protecting your daughter from disease, but at the same time, she made his baby girl cry.

Chaeyeon is bought back to you, now with a band-aid covering her injection site. Jaemin holds you in his arms, resting his chin on your shoulder and just soaking in your daughters face. For some time, the two of you get used to Chaeyeon, taking in her appearance and mannerisms and sounds. Jaemin doesn’t even really care how dirty the water is.

‘Y/N? Why don’t we get you cleaned up a little?’ the nurse suggests, and you’re more than happy to be helped out of the pool and herded into the shower in the conjoining bathroom. Another nurse had held Chaeyeon as Jaemin carried you bridal style into the bathroom and gently setting you down on the shower seat. He hangs around for a few minutes, eyes darting between you and Chaeyeon’s general direction, clearly conflicted as to who to stay with.

‘Go and be with her Jaem,’ you hum.

’Do you need me?’

‘I’m all good here,’ you answer honestly, ‘I think this may be quite gross, anyway.’

‘Okay,’ Jaemin leans over to kiss your cheek, ‘I’ll look after her.’

‘Oh!’ The nurse left in the delivery room is holding the little bundle in her arms, ‘lets go to daddy, shall we?’

Jaemin beams as his baby girl is handed to him for the very first time. His heart feels like it may burst out of his chest as she gurgles, tiny fists waving around above the pink blankets.

‘Oh, angel,’ Jaemin coos, ‘you’re killing me.’

Jaemin knew that this baby in his arms officially completely owned his heart. He knew it was over for him, that there was nothing he would not do for his little girl.

‘You’re such a pretty girl, Chaeyeon,’ his heart aches at her glistening eyes and nose that mirrors his own.

‘You’ll have so much love in your life. You already do. You have so many uncles who are just dying to meet you, you have a godfather who would do anything for you. I.. I would die for you, I love you more than anything in this world.’

Chaeyeon waves her arm around, peeling back the blanket slightly.

‘Oh, you don’t have any clothes on,’ Jaemin brings her over to the changing table, lowering her down as slowly as he possibly can.

‘Which should be your first ever outfit?’ Jaemin sifts through the folded up baby-grows in the small suitcase you’d brought along. He picks out a white one, patterned with little brown teddy bears.

‘Uncle Mark bought you this one,’ Jaemin buttons up the onesie, ‘like I told you, everyone loves you Chae. But not as much as I do!’

Jaemin nuzzles their noses together, before cradling Chaeyeon in his chest, pressing a kiss on top of her head.

‘I love you, angel. I’ll be here for you always.’

chenle

Chenle was the best partner throughout your entire pregnancy. He did absolutely everything for you and your baby’s comfort, fulfilling your every need and wish, whether monetary, physical or emotional.

It seemed everything had to be perfect, the quality of your care, your baby’s nursery, your birth plans, everything. If you showed any slight indication of discomfort at any point in your pregnancy, Chenle was instantly at your side, going out of his way to somehow alleviate your pain. He was almost jumpy in that sense.

He was strangely calmer than you thought he would be when you went into labour. You had been taken to the hospital where Chenle and his family had naturally made sure you would receive the best treatment, with a spacious private room and a dedicated team of familiar doctors and nurses. You laboured for hours on end. For nearly twenty hours, you’d suffered through some of the most immense pain imaginable, completely supported by Chenle who fusses over you and holds your hand through it all. Frustratingly, you had been dilating excruciatingly slowly, and eventually the doctors decide a c-section would be best for both you and your baby.

Your beautiful baby girl joined you in the early evening. Chenle was so overcome with love for his daughter. You both knew that she would be his little princess, that he would spoil her rotten and that nobody would ever lay a hand on her. He came up with the name Caihong, meaning rainbow. She was the rainbow that brightened up his life.

When Caihong came out, they had taken her away briefly to be weighed and checked over, before returning her to you.

‘You did so so well,’ Chenle stands as close to you as he can get, still in his scrubs as they stitch you back up, ’she’s beautiful. I can’t believe it.’

‘I’m so tired,’ you laugh, having been awake for the entirety of your labour, ‘she’s ruined me.’

Chenle chuckles, ‘they’re going to wheel you back into the room once they’re done. We’ll turn the lights down. You can nap soon.’

‘M’kay,’ you roll your head back down to look at your baby, ‘she’s perfect.’

’She is,’ Chenle nods, leaning down and pressing kisses into your hair, ‘I love you both so much.’

The first hour with your daughter is so precious. You are taken back to your private room in your bed, Caihong resting on your chest the whole time. You’d done your first feed, burping her while sitting up in your bed. Once you’d finished, the nurses left, and the three of you were alone together for the first time.

‘Are you tired?’ Chenle asks, running a hand through your hair, fussing over you.

‘I’m exhausted,’ you murmur, ‘never been so tired.’

‘Why don’t I take her?’ he suggests, ‘you can lay down and have a nap.’

‘Are you sure?’ the offer is so unbelievably tempting, ‘I don’t want to just leave you on your own.’

‘I’ll be just fine,’ Chenle reassures you, ‘you just fed her. I can change her myself, if she needs you I’ll wake you.’

‘Okay,’ you nod, moving your arms so that Chenle can easily take Caihong from you.

He grunts dramatically as he raises her up, as though he was lifting some massive weight, ‘hi baby girl.’

Chenle holds Caihong in one arm as he helps you lay down comfortably, reclining your bed back down with the remote so you were laying down.

‘Comfortable?’ Chenle checks, rubbing your upper arm with his spare hand.

‘Yes,’ your eyes are already closed, ‘love you, Lele.’

Chenle grins, ‘I love you too.’

As you fall asleep, Chenle slowly does a few laps of the hospital room, rocking Caihong in his arms. Once he’s sure you’re mostly asleep, and that talking won’t disturb you, he speaks to Caihong in a hushed voice.

‘Hi my little angel,’ he stares into her shining brown eyes, absolutely entranced by her, ‘we’ve waited for so long for you. Ever since your uncle had your cousins, I’ve wanted a baby of my own. And now you’re finally here. You’re already so loved, Caihong. I’ll do anything for you.’

Caihong looks at him almost as if she’s listening and understands what he’s saying. Chenle’s heart seizes and threatens to break out of his chest, he loves her so much.

‘You own my heart, Caihong. Daddy loves you so much.’

jisung

Jisung was the first to hold his baby girl, and although it wasn’t for long, it was a fact he took great pride in. Jisung had completely frozen up when your midwife had asked him if he wanted to deliver the baby. His mouth had dried up, completely unsure of what to say, until he caught your gaze, face slightly screwed up in discomfort, but still encouraging him to say yes. He had taken the midwife’s offer, and under her guidance, caught your baby girl as she came out. Jisung had worried that he would drop her, due to the baby being covered in blood and various bodily fluids, but thankfully he manages to keep her in his grip, holding her up for a few moments before placing her on your chest.

Jisung didn’t get her back for another hour or so, not that he minded. You handled your first hour of motherhood expertly, Chunae was an extremely calm baby who fed easily. She was so intrigued by the both of you, as you both were with her, her brown eyes studying your faces. Jisung had never felt so many overpowering emotions at once. Firstly the feeling of pride that he’d been the one to bring Chunae into the world, and the fact he had a part in creating what he believed to be the most beautiful baby in the whole world. And of course, he felt such an overwhelming and intense love for both you and your baby, after watching you go through hours and hours of labour and delivery in his family home. You had been giving skin to skin for over an hour before you offered the baby to Jisung.

‘Hey, Jisungie,’ he is immediately by your side.

‘Do you need something? Water? Another pillow? The pad changed? Are you in a lot of pain?’

You smile at how flustered and caring he is, shaking your head, ‘no, I’m alright. I just thought you might want to hold her.’

Jisung softens, heart suddenly hammering in his chest, ‘oh, y-yeah. Yeah, of course I’d love to.’

Jisung leans down and gently picks Chunae from your chest, taking a few moments to get her into a good position.

‘Hi baby girl,’ he murmurs, strangely nervous, as though it was somebody else’s child.

‘Ah, good timing,’ Jisung’s mother suddenly enters the room, ‘I made soup for you Y/N.’

‘Oh, amazing, I’m starving,’ you welcome the bowl of hot soup with both hands.

Jisung wanders the room, rocking the slightly gurgling Chunae in his arms as he approaches the bedroom window. He doesn’t really notice you watching him, his thoughts all consumed by Chunae. His mother even points it out, catching your eyes and nodding towards him.

‘Hi,’ Jisung shakily removes a hand from underneath her to play with her own tiny hand, melting when she curls her hand around his finger.

‘You’re so small,’ he whispered, ‘like a doll. And so well behaved too, you didn’t cry one bit when I picked you up.’

Chunae just looks back up at him, and Jisung gently wipes at the spit collecting at her mouth with a cloth.

‘I promise I’ll look after you angel,’ he nuzzles his nose against hers, ‘no one will ever hurt you. They’ll have to go through me first.’

Jisung suddenly can’t get the image of his baby girl as a teenager out of his head, his getting her heart broken by some worthless teenage boy. He imagines comforting her, giving her encouraging talks and building her confidence back up, utilising the skills he would have learned as a father to his little girl over the years. But for now, he knows nothing, only what he has read in pregnancy and parenting books.

‘I don’t know much,’ Jisung rubs his thumb up and down on her face, ‘but I promise I’ll be the best father I can possibly be for you. I’ll try so hard to do everything that’s right for you. I already love you more than anything in this world.’

Chunae yawns, tiny fists flailing weakly as she does.

‘Am I boring you?’ Jisung chuckles, ’you can’t be tired, not when I’ve just got you.’

‘You should sit down with her,’ you suggest, taking a short break from your soup, ’she’ll fall asleep on you.’

‘I think I may fall asleep also,’ Jisung chuckles, although settling into the armchair near your bed.

‘Group nap?’ You suggest, your own eyes feeling heavy.

The group nap very quickly ends in Jisung’s mother removing the sleeping Chunae from a sleeping Jisung’s chest to lay in her crib.

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jenosbigtoe · 4 months

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when girl dad!jaemin’s little princess is born, you always catch them napping so peacefully together, her little body nestled on his bare chest. it’s their daddy-daughter bonding time :(

#the way jaemin always posts lucy/luna and never luke 😭#such a girl dad #nct dream x reader #nct dream #na jaemin x reader #jaemin x reader #jaemin #na jaemin

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nctsplug02 · 1 year

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horny dad jaehyun

hands off || jeong.j

genre: fluff and smut

warnings: creampie, horny dad!jaehyun, clit play, dirty talking, sexual touching, groping (ass and tits), nipple kink (sucking and pinching), unprotected sex missionary and riding.

pairing: horny dilf!jaehyun x milf!reader,, extras: dreamies (no mark, sorry!), jaemin as the son and sungchan as the baby brother!

6K post! thank you, loves! i love you all so so much! i am very grateful for you all. thank you for the love and support! 💗

“mom! dad! i’m home from school! and i brought some friends!” jaemin shouts and tucks his keys away into his backpack.

“welcome home, hon. hi, boys.” you greet the group of teens. “you boys hungry?” you adjust the child on your right hip. “ah, we just had tteokbokki, ma.” jaemin throws a frown towards you. “oh, that’s okay. just let me know if you boys are hungry or bored.”

they all nod before running off to jaemins room.

you turn when hearing heavy breathing. “hey, babe. did you fix rubies sink?” rubie is the seventy-six year old neighbor who lived alone and behind your house. “yep— she tried paying me again, but i declined it.” he yanks his shirt off and uses it to wipe his sweat.

“such a sweet old lady.” you walk up to him and you lift yourself on your tiptoes while pressing your lips onto his.

“is jaemin home now?” you nod, adjusting the boy on your hip again. “he is— and he brought some of his friends. i totally forgot that he’d asked me last week if he could have some friends over to spend the night. i mean, i didn’t even get food and snacks and drinks— oh, my.” you sigh dramatically and jaehyun chuckles. “i can run to the store and get some things for them. board games, snacks, juice, movies, dinner?”

you grin in relief. “i’m so thankful to have you.” you press your hand on his chest before leaning up and pressing your lips onto his again. “and i’m very thankful to have you.” he stares at your lips as you pull away.

the boy on your hip starts to fuss as jaehyun pats your hips. “ooohh’m, you getting mad?” you push your lips out at the boy who starts to whine. “you hungry? mm’okay, let’s get some nummy food.” your husband stares down at you with the toothy and goofiest grin.

“hi, sweet boy. did you just wake up from your nap?” jaehyun asks— after all, the child cried for hours because of a small fever. “what a cutie.” jaehyun lightly pinches the boys cheek.

you frown as the boy starts to whine. “awww, is daddy being mean? say, no daddy. be nice.” you mimic a baby voice and jaehyun laughs.

“alright, i’ll go get the stuff and you’ll feed sungchan?” you nod and jaehyun plants a kiss on your forehead. “okay, i’ll be back in an hour or so.” he says checking his watch. “‘kay, love you.” you lean forward. “love you more.” he presses his lips onto yours before he swipe his phone, keys and wallet off the kitchen counter and leave.

it was 8PM and dinner was finished.

“jaemin, sweetheart, do you mind doing the dishes before you go play games with dad and your friends?” jaemin nods, quickly finishing his bowl before coming over to you. “thanks, hon.” you side-hug him and press a kiss on his temple.

“mrs jeong, may i know how you made this dish? i want to make it for my mom one day.” haechan asks and you grin.

you were gonna get into this. “i diced some garlic into small pieces and let it simmer in some oil. then i added some meat and let it cook for a bit until adding some oyster sauce and some chili powder. then i added some buk-choi after the meat was cooked.”

the group of boys hum. “did you guys—? oohh, no! channie!” you gasp when seeing channie covered in baby food.

you make your way to the boy who giggles. “he looks like an actual sandman character!” jeno points out making sungchan giggle even more. “is that’s funny, channie?” you ask the boy who tosses his arms up.

“now, we definitely have to give you a bath tonight.” you sigh, undoing the tray from his high-chair and unbuckling him out. “okay, well you boys do what you want— i’m gonna go give this little boy a bath.” you tickle his belly making him giggle.

they watch as you leave upstairs. “what a milf.” haechan makes a comment and earns a smack to his head from jaemin who returns from the kitchen. “i’m sorry.” he hangs his head low and quickly apologizes. “don’t make those comments about my mom.” jaemin grits his teeth and curls his lip.

“alright boys,” jaehyun comes into the dining room and claps his hands together. “you boys ready to play some games? i set it all up.” they quickly cheer and hop out of their seats.

“is everyone comfortable?” you ask after the movie is finished. “yes!” they all answer and you grin.

it was 11PM and they’d just finish playing games, meanwhile you had to put sungchan to bed before wishing the boys a goodnight.

“goodnight, kiddos. sweet dreams and, don’t let the bedbugs bite. tomorrow we’ll get up early and i’ll make some delicious breakfast for us before we head out and mess around.” you shut the light off and they all wish you a goodnight as you shut the door.

you sigh as you make your way to your bedroom. “hi, baby.” jaehyun was yanking off his shirt when he greets you. “hi, hon.” you tiredly grin, swiping your shirt off and grab the shirt he had just took off.

“ah,” his head turns to you. “baby, that’s dir—?” he pauses and clears his throat. “your.. you aren’t wearing a bra.” you toss the shirt over your head. “yeah, i didn’t feel like wearing one today.” you fix the shirt.

you look up to see your husband flushed.

after being married for years, he’d always get shy when seeing you naked.

“uhm,” he clears his throat. “i’ve been wearing that shirt all day, im sure it’s dirty. how about we get you a clean one of mine from the closet—?” you press your lips together. “mm, i guess you have a point.”

he gulps as you swipe the shirt off again. “or.. or you don’t have to wear a shirt to bed, tonight?” a smile grows on your lips. “i guess we could also do that.” he gets giddy as you toss the shirt.

“i feel.. so exposed?” you laugh and cover yourself. “what? no, no. you look so beautiful.” he takes a step closer and cups your breast from underneath.

with puppy eyes, he looks at you. “may i?” you knew what he wanted, so you nodded.

he picked you up and places you on the dresser under the TV. his mouth is then attached to you nipple after you had wrapped your arms around his neck.

he groans in satisfaction.

you tasted like sweet honey.

you run your fingers through his semi-wet hair. taking a fistful of it from the scalp. you chew on your bottom lip, not wanting to be loud as you moan quietly.

he tongue swirls around your hard nipple and sucks. he bites down making you gasp a bit. “mr jeong,” you say in a teasing tone. he groans around your nipple, again and lifts you off the dresser.

he lays you down on the bed and climbs on top of you. “my pretty lady.” he whispers, swiping your nipple with his thumb. “such a pretty.. pretty lady.” he undoes his sweats and hisses when grazing his rock-hard cock.

“feel what you do to me, baby.” he brings your hand down and allows you to fist his cock. “oh, baby.” he groans, hiding his face into your neck.

you lift his head and look down at his plumped lips. “you’re so loud, baby. do you want to wake up the boys?” jaehyun groans and brings his red face back into the crook of your neck. you grab his hand and push aside your panties, placing his hand on your core.

“fuck, you’re so wet.” jaehyun sighs and slips in two fingers making you arch your back off the bed. “and only for you.” you whisper and jaehyun flips the two of you over.

“ride me, baby.” jaehyun says, his pink cock sitting against his abdomen while your pussy drips.

you stand his cock up and sink yourself down on his cock. long extended groans leaving jaehyun and your throats.

“fuck.” jaehyun squeezes your waist and slowly pushes up. “slow.” you say, hands around his wrists. “whatever you want, baby.” jaehyun guides your hips back and forth.

your clit rubbing against his base as you moan under your breath.

you sigh and lower your upper half down, pressing your breasts firmly against jaehyuns chest. “how does it feel, baby?”

like your head weighted 300 pounds.

“feels.. so amazing.” jaehyun holds your hips still and pushes up his hips. “sit still and let me hear how pretty you sound.” jaehyun grunts and slides his hand down your ass cheek.

your moans and whimpers growing louder and louder by each second. “j—jae, i—i’m gonna cum.” you gasp and arch your chest against jaehyuns. “go ahead, baby. cum for me.”

jaehyun fucks you through your orgasm. “ah—!” jaehyun winces at your teeth digging into his shoulder. “fuck, baby.” jaehyun groans and plows harder. his balls flying up and smacking against your ass.

“b—babe!” jaehyun covers your mouth when you accidentally scream too loud. but, you could care less. your g-spot was busy being assaulted by his tip. “and, i—im the loud one?” jaehyun laughs.

after several more minutes, jaehyun releases his load with a groan. his teeth attacking your flesh while his cum dribbles past your lips.

jaehyun flips the two of you over and pushes himself up, his cock slowly drawing out. “round two?” you ask and jaehyun smirks. “of course, baby.” you groan and jaehyun laughs.

“i’ll do the work, momma.” jaehyun holds your legs up and hangs them over his shoulders.

“oh, my god.” you gasp and place your hand on jaehyuns hip when he pushes in. “shh, lets not wake up the boys and ruin mommy and daddy time.” jaehyun spanks your ass.

you grab the pillow and cover your face, muffling your screams and moans. “you’re so cute when you do that.” jaehyun rubs the stinging area where jaehyun had smacked just a few seconds ago.

“your pussy feels so good, baby.” jaehyun places his thumb on your clit and your hips stutter. “s—stop!” you hold his hand but he grabs your hand and pushes it away.

you clench around him and jaehyun lands another smack on your ass. “don’t tease me like that, baby.”

you and jaehyun went, again for several more rounds.

“did anyone hear what happened last night?” jeno asks when everyone else wakes up. “what happened?” haechan asks. “did sungchan wake up and cry all night?” jaemin asks and jeno shakes his head.

“your parents were having sex all night.” jaemin groans and covers his ears.

they all flinch when they door swings open. “oh, good. you boys are awake.” you grin at the boys. “i was just going to make breakfast. it’ll be ready in a few minutes.” you slowly close the door.

“milf.” haechan says and covers his head this time.

A/N: this was so shit.

#anon #nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop fluff #nct 127 #ash talks #nctsplug02 #jung jaehyun imagines #nct jaehyun #jeong jaehyun fluff #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun smut #nct dilf #nct dad au #jaemin fluff

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phoxphenex · 1 year

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oooo okay then could you do the dreamies baby calling/messaging them while on tour please

𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗗𝗔𝗗 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗢𝗨𝗥

#scenarios #nct social media au #heart emoji #nct #nct dream #nct haechan #nct mark #nct jeno #nct jisung #nct renjun #nct jaemin #nct chenle #nct texts #nct as dads #sorry for the wait but i said slow updates </3 #i always update my masterlist pls check it

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atinyjules · 1 year

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MY BALLERINAS - JENO

Pairings: Dad!Jeno x Female oc

Genre: fluff, established relationship, dad au.

Warnings: none

Characters: Jeno, Jaemin, Haechan, Si-ah (4), Soo-ah (2), Chaein (3), Chaeyeon (2), Bomin (4), Haerin (2)

An hour after Jeno had taken a time out from decorating the backyard with pink mesh drapes, everything you would possibly need for a tea party and a lot of pink decor he woke up with a groan, rubbing his eyes. Letting out a sigh as he stretched his body and yawned.

Being the sole male of the household was hard work, especially when both his daughters loved hosting tea parties. But he wouldn't have had it any other way. He was in the process of preparing one such tea party. The girls would be back home in an hour from their cousins place so he had to finish getting everything ready. And it did not help that his wife was in Paris for a performance.

"Okay, I'm done!" he exclaimed in victory and looked at his masterpiece with pride.

And as though on queue, the familiar sound Jaemin's cars pulling up in front of the house caught his attention as Jeno went out to greet his two princesses.

"Daddy!" He picked up Si-ah who ran to him and engulfed her in a tight bear hug.

"Hey Princess! You had fun?" she nodded at that as Jaemin got out of the car with Soo-ah fast asleep in her baby carrier on his right and Haerin in her carrier on the other side.

"Hey Bomin!" Jeno greeted his nephew who hugged him and greeted him.

"Hi uncle Jeno!"

"I hoped they weren't a menace to you." Jeno asked as he took Soo-ah's baby carrier from Jaemin's hand.

"Of course not! They were well behaved like Princesses, just like their mama right Si-ah?" Jaemin said to which Si-ah agreed almost instantly.

"Okay, that's great." Jeno said as Jaemin gave him a smug smile.

"I mean they do get it from their mama's side of the family." he said earning a sigh from Jeno.

"If you say so." Jeno said as they laughed it off and went in.

"Woah...I'm impressed." Jaemin said looking at the set up as Si-ah and Bomin gasped.

"Daddy! It's amazing!!" Si-ah exclaimed and hugged her father who grinned proudly.

"It's sooo....Pink!" Bomin exclaimed earning a loud chuckle from his father.

"It's a tea party Bomin." Jaemin told his son who only groaned in response.

"But I'm a boyy!"

"Shut uppp it's beautiful! It's just like my mommy! Elegant and cheek!" Si-ah said as Jeno chuckled.

"Chic, Si-ah, chic." Jeno said as she nodded.

"Oh!"

"Am I going to be the only boy?" Bomin asked Jeno who shook his head.

"You have me and your dad!" Jeno replied as Jaemin nodded his head when a car pulled up in front of the house.

"All hail the Princesses of the Lee Empire!!" They went out to see Haechan putting out a red carpet towards the door.

"What in the world-" Jeno was cut off by Haechan.

"Shush! Its a royal tea party! Chaeyeon come over here with your sister!" he said as a toddler clad in a poofy blue ball gown came out of the car with her little sister who were a matching blue gown.

"HII!!" Chaeyeon exclaimed loudly and went to hug Si-ah, Soo-ah, Bomin and Haerin.

"Shh! Baby, Haerin and Soo-ah are sleeping!" Haechan whispered to his daughter.

"OH!!" She exclaimed loudly causing everyone to flinch.

While the kids were going about their tea party the fathers were all watching them with loving eyes from the kitchen.

"Aren't they adorable~" Haechan cooed as Jeno and Jaemin agreed while snapping pictures.

"Too bad Eunbi has work, she would've totally loved this." Jaemin said referring to his younger twin and Jeno's wife.

"Yeah...she wanted to be present for this but there's always next time." Jeno said as Haechan chuckled.

"I bet Bi chose the girl's outfits." Haechan said as Jeno chuckled.

"Yup, I thought you wouldn't notice." Jeno said as Jaemin snorted.

"They're literally wearing pink matching ball gowns with a swan tiara...the whole look screams Eunbi." Jaemin said as Jeno looked at his daughters trying to mimic their mother's dance steps with love and adoration.

"Yeah, it does...gosh I love them so much." Jeno confessed as Haechan chuckled.

"Look at us, fatherhood turned us into goddamn softies." Haechan said as Jaemin smiled looking at the kids.

"I'm not complaining though, fatherhood made us happier even though the circumstances were out of our control." He said and looked at Jeno whose eyes were fixated on his two princesses.

" I definetly am a lot happier with the three of my girls." Jeno said as they continued watching the kids try ballet with the sound of Si-ah and Soo-ah's music box playing in the background.

Whether the circumstances were out of his control or not Jeno knew for sure that he won't regret nor plan on doing so anytime soon. Whether it meant having to be surrounded by pink his whole life and organizing tea parties, if it meant that he gets to be with his Ballerinas for the rest of his life he was willing to do it for eternity.

#nct dream dad au #nct dream fluff #nct dream masterlist #nct aus #nct jeno #nct renjun #nct mark #nct jaemin #nct haechan #nct chenle #nct jisung #ballerina #nct dream young dads #nct dream

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seren1tyhaze · 9 months

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he did this for me, resident jaemin cat dad drabble writer

#serenity talks #jaemin drabbles #jaemin #jaemin cat dad #luna jaemin

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andysorbit · 8 months

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I don't usually engage with assholes on social media but some stupid bitch tried to call Jaemin a fucking dozen and that shit had me seeing red like??

DONT TALK ABOUT MY NIGGA LIKE THAT I WILL FLAME YOU TO HELL BITCH

#jaemin #jaemin got shooters out here #fuck around and find out if you wanna bitch #i will fuck your dad and give him a kid he'll actually love

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djcaracalhisshiss · 9 months

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jaemin literally said NO TO CAPITALISM BECAUSE HE SENT US THIS instead of giving it to the company for another phoca slavery

#nct #nct dream #na jaemin #jaemin #nct jaemin #jaemin bbl #bbl update #lysn #princess jaemin #pink jaemin #cutie jaemin #prettiest jaemin #jeno's muse #na nyang i dad #catto dad #jaemin is the nicest man alive #jaemin deserves all the love and peace in this world #i love you na jaemin amen

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mossandeyes · 11 months

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#JAEMIN CAT DAD I AM CRYINGGGG

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bleuxberri · 2 years

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𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

「...how many kids they’ll have + birthdays」

how many kids they’ll have ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

as dads/moms ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

finding out ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

telling your guys’ parents ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

telling the members ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

gender reveal ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

cravings ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

going in labor ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

holding the baby ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

baby’s first word ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

teaching them to walk ♡ 127 | wayv ♡

a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pintrest

*•.¸♡ navigaion. ♡¸.•*

*•.¸♡ series. ♡¸.•*

‣ summary… how many kids they’ll have & their birthdays

↺ genre… fluff, dad au

♪ listen to… hello future by nct dream

𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗹𝗲𝗲;

name: madison lee | lee min ah (이민아) »march 5«

zoey lee | lee min hee (이민희) »september 24«

dylan lee | lee min jae (이민재) »december 14«

𝗵𝘂𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗷𝘂𝗻;

huang huajun (黄华军) »april 27«

huang shuhui (黄树辉) »may 19«

𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗻𝗼;

lee noo ri (이누리) »november 23«

𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸 – 𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻;

lee chae won (이채원) lee chae yeong (이채영) »july 20« (identical twins)

𝗻𝗮 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻;

na se hun (나세훈) »june 7«

na seung min (나승민) »august 3«

na soo jin (나수진) »february 13«

𝘇𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗹𝗲;

zhong chenhao (钟辰浩) »september 27«

zhong minghao (钟鸣浩) »november 29«

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗷𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗴;

name: park ji na (박지나) »march 26«

park ji han (박지한) park ji won (박지원) »april 19« (fraternal twins)

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scarletwinterxx · 2 years

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dad Jaemin scenario

another fluffy scenario requested, I hope you like it! i was smiling too while writing this 🥺😊 other news, 2 Baddies just came out!!! go stream! let’s give the boys the best cb💚 the whole album is sooo good. my fave track is probably Designer, so watch out.. might make a scenario for that😂

if you have any questions/suggestions just send me a message I’ll see what I can do😉

For my other works you can check them out here, and for my other story series’ you can check them out here.

All works are copyrighted ©scarletwinterxx 2022 . Do not repost, re-write without the permission of author.

(pic not mine. credit to original owner)

Jaemin likes to point out the little things your daughter inherited from you: your eyes, your cheeks and your cute nose. Jaemin’s words not yours. But to you, when you look at your little girl and she looks back with that huge smile you oh so love, all you can think about is how much she looks like Jaemin.

It’s one of the many things she got from her dad. She also got her goofiness from him, they really are the best of friends. When Na Heejin was born, Jaemin’s biggest worry was he wasn’t going to feel the same connection you had with her

“She’s been with you for the past nine months, you had a headstart” he grumbles, the two of you are sitting on your bed. Your back resting on a few pillows to support your back while Jaemin lies on the middle of the bed to face your bulging stomach. It’s part of his night routine to talk to her before going to bed.

“You’re her dad”

“She doesn’t know that” you let out a chuckle at his reasoning, looking at Jaemin pouting at your stomach while his finger traces your tummy right at the spot where Heejin’s foot was just kicking.

“She knows your voice, you’ve talked to her every night for the past months. She’ll know you’re her dada” threading your fingers through his hair, giving him some comfort.

That was four years ago and just like you said he was worried for nothing. The moment your daughter was born, they were bestfriends. When Jaemin held Heejin in his for the first time she started to cry like all babies. But then Jaemin started to hush her with his quiet calm voice, it’s like she automatically knew who he was. She knew who that voice belonged to, instantly feeling safe in his arms and falling asleep in no time.

“Appa, noooo. You color it green”

“But lovebug, dolphins aren’t green”

“This one is. That one can be pink and this one blue” Heejin says, handling her father the colors one by one. A proud smile on Jaemin’s face, Heejin already memorized her colors.

“You’re right, they can be whatever color. What about you? Are you done with yours?” he asks his daughter

“Almost, I need to color the sun” she answers, Jaemin looks over her drawing to see her drawing it at the top corner of the paper. Just like you. This again made him smile.

“Jaem! Jin! Dinner’s ready, come down” the two hear your voice call for them

“Shall we surprise mama with our drawings?” he asks her, finishing his own page before looking again at his daughter who is still concentrating on coloring the pink sun.

“There I’m done, mama will like this right?”

“Of course she will, any gift from you is precious” Jaemin pinches Heejin’s cheek earning a whine from the little Na. She then stands up, walking outside the room to go meet you.

Jaemin follows behind, when he gets to the kitchen he sees you crouching down listening to Heejin as she explains her latest artwork.

“And here’s the doplhins, Appa said we’ll see them when we go to the beach”

“Yes you will, but for now let’s put this masterpiece on the fridge door then eat dinner so you can pack your stuff for the trip. How about that?” you tell her, taking the paper from her before giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Okay, I’ll wash my hands first” Heejin answers, skipping towards the sink to do so.

Jaemin walks over to you with a fond smile on his face,

“What?” you ask him

“Nothing”

“Then why are you smiling like that?”

“Did you see the sun on her drawing? She even draws it on the same spot like you” he teases you, pulling you in for a quick side hug and a kiss on the forehead before walking towards the stove to prepare dinner

“Where else would you put it? That’s just a standard you know, didn’t you do that when you were a child?” you ask him

“I drew it on the center”

“Why did I even ask, you’ve always been different”

“I think the word is weird but thank you for thinking that” you laugh at his words, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek, then you hear a tiny voice from behind you

“Mommm, I’m hungry”

“Heejin-ah, what did mama say when you want something you say...”

“Mama can I please have some food?” she flashes you a big smile

“Here’s the food, now what do we say” Jaemin says, taking the vacant seat beside you

“Thank you for the food, mama”

“You’re welcome baby. Go, I made it for you” you tell her, watching her enjoy the first bite. You and Jaemin watch her fondly before digging in. Heejin smiles once again, praising your cooking before taking another big bite,

As she smile at you and Jaemin, she’s completely clueless about the fact that she can pretty much get anything she want with just that because let’s be honest Heejin is yours and Jaemin’s world. You’d do anything and everything for her.

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saturnznct · 2 years

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day in the life | njm

➸ request from anon; hihi cutie could you please write a vlog/day in the life of idol!jaemin with his cuties, hehe thank youuuu <3

➸ note; hi lovely thank u sm for this request!! thank u for waiting for so long, i started writing this before my dad died so i did struggle to go back to it a little, but i hope u love it!!

➸ word count; 2658 words

➸ chaeyeon; aged 12, yewon & jejun; aged 3

nct masterlist

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‘Daddy,’ Jaemin awakens to the sound of a childlike voice in his ear.

His eyes peel open to see his youngest daughter hovering over his face.

‘Oh, hi darling,’ he mumbles, holding out his arms and allowing her to fall onto his chest.

He turns to look at the clock, reading the numbers 7:02am. An acceptable time.

‘Junie was asleep,’ she sighs.

‘Is Chae awake?’

‘Her door was closed.’

‘Probably asleep then,’ Jaemin hums, ‘did you sleep well?’

‘Yep,’ Yewon mumbles, ‘I had a nice dream, we went to Disney in Japan again and we went on Small World together.’

The two of them lay there for fifteen minutes or so, talking quietly so that you don’t wake up.

‘Alright my love, should we go and make some breakfast?’

Yewon gasped, ‘can we have pancakes?’

‘Hmm, I don’t know…’

‘Please, daddy,’ Yewon gives her best puppy eyes, pouting.

‘Ok, just because I love you,’ Jaemin kisses Yewon’s cheek, gently lifting her down to the ground and getting out of bed himself.

‘You wanna go wake your sister?’

‘Yeah!’

Yewon swiftly toddles to the other side of the house, stopping in front of her older sister’s room. The two of them enter, and Yewon rockets towards Chaeyeon’s bed.

‘Wake her gently,’ Jaemin whispers, knowing how agitated his pre-teen would get if her toddler sister jumped on her head first thing in the morning.

‘Sis,’ Yewon shakes Chaeyeon’s shoulder.

‘What, Yewonnie?’ Chaeyeon mumbles.

‘Time to get up for school, sweetheart,’ Jaemin feels bad for waking her up, knowing the pain from his own high school days.

‘Ok,’ she begins stretching, reaching around for her phone.

‘We’re going to make pancakes, so come down once you’re dressed.’

‘Alright dad.’

Jaemin keeps an eye on Yewon while she watches TV and he makes pancakes.

Yewon is old enough to recognise the smell of nearly done pancakes, and toddles into the kitchen.

‘You know when food’s ready, don’t you,’ Jaemin chuckles to himself, ‘what do you want on them?’

‘Syrup please!’ Yewon squeals, hauling her small body up onto the chair.

‘Oh, ok, just a little bit ok?’

Chaeyeon joins them not long later, fully dressed with her hair already done.

Jaemin places her own plate in front of her, pancakes covered in fruit and a small amount of sugar.

Jaemin then goes to wake up Yewon’s twin brother Jejun so he can also eat breakfast.

‘Pancakes?’ He had lisped, holding up his hands and asking to be carried.

Once Jejun was in his seat and Chaeyeon had an eye on the twins, Jaemin’s next job was to wake you up.

‘I’ll get Chae to school,’ you murmur, rubbing your eyes, ‘can you watch the twins?’

‘Of course love,’ he holds the back of your head and lightly kisses your forehead, ‘they’ve all had breakfast. Just throw something comfy on. I’ll sort shoes and everything.’

‘You’re perfect.’

‘I try my best,’ Jaemin grins, letting you start getting dressed.

Once he reached the kitchen again, both of the girls had finished eating and Chaeyeon was tidying away the plates and cutlery. Jejun was still eating.

’Thank you Chae,’ Jaemin smiles, ‘mum/mom’s just getting ready so meet her at the front door and she’ll get you to school.’

‘Kay, thank you for breakfast dad.’

‘You’re welcome angel, just have a good day, alright?’

‘I will!’

You and Chaeyeon leave not long later, leaving Jaemin with the two youngest.

‘Come on, let’s get you cuties dressed.’

From a few years practice, he manages to carry both toddlers at once to their shared bedroom.

By the time you’ve finished your school run, the twins are dressed and Jaemin has done quite a good job.

’Nooo!’ Jaemin whines when the two of them begin toddling towards the door you’re standing in, showing fake hurt at being abandoned.

He gently grabs the nearest twin, Yewon by the waist and pulls her to him.

’Not so fast!’ He exclaims, tickling her sides prompting her to begin squealing.

‘Yewonnie!’ Jejun giggles, racing back to Jaemin and trying to free his sister.

’Stop tormenting them,’ you laugh as you kick your shoes off, ‘come on, you two, daddy’s got to get ready for his schedule.’

’No,’ the twins whined, ‘why?’

‘I have a photoshoot, babies,’ he explains, gathering them in his arms and holding them by their waists, ‘but I won’t be too long. I’ll be home by dinner time, and we can eat whatever you want!’

‘Dino nugs?’ Jejun suggests.

‘Dino nugs it is,’ Jaemin grins, ‘but you’ll only have dino nuggies if you’re good for mummy/mommy, okay?’

‘Okay, I promise I will,’ Jejun smiles.

Jaemin’s heart aches as he gets dressed. Yewon follows him up to your bedroom, playing with a plushie she found while he goes from room to room getting ready.

‘What are the pictures for?’ she asks, curious about his photoshoot.

’They’re for a magazine, Yewonnie,’ Jaemin explains, stroking stray black hairs out of her face.

‘Will you be on the front again?’

‘Yeah, I’ll be on the front with uncles,’ Jaemin beams, ‘so I have to go and take the photos!’

‘I’ll miss you until you come back dada,’ she pouts, ‘I’ll be stuck with mummy/mommy.’

‘Hey,’ Jaemin giggles, ‘that’s mean.’

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All day long Jaemin thinks about his babies. What kind of day Chaeyeon was having at school, whether Yewon was behaving herself, which toy helicopter was Jejun’s favourite today.

Once his shoot is over, he calls you.

‘Jaem,’ you answer.

‘Hi baby,’ he grins, even though you can’t see it, ‘we’ve just finished up, so I’ll be on my way home in a few minutes.’

‘Great,’ you sigh without realising it.

‘Long day sweetheart?’ He questions, ‘I’m sorry.’

‘I’m just tired, you don’t need to worry about me,’ you hum, ‘the little ones have really took the life out of me today.’

‘Did they not behave?’

‘No, it’s not that, they’ve just been running round like crazy, didn’t want to stop playing when we had to go pick Chae up..’

‘I’ll make them dinner as soon as I get in the house, and you can have a bath,’ you can almost picture Jaemin’s face live in your mind, bare face and tired eyes, if his deep slurred tone is anything to go by.

‘I should really be offering you that,’ you laugh, considering his hard day at work.

’No, you’re the real hard worker here,’ Jaemin argues, ‘I just took some photos today, you looked after the babies.’

‘Oh, I hear Jun calling for me,’ you yawn, ‘I’ll see you soon Jaem.’

‘See you sweetheart,’ the call clicks off, and you’re left to deal with Jejun’s problem.

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As soon as Jaemin comes through the front door, his youngest girl comes hurtling towards him.

‘Daddy!’ She yells, giggling when he scoops her up into his arms and hugs her tightly.

‘Princess!’

‘Dada,’ Jejun toddles behind her, ‘have you got dino nugs?’

‘Let him get through the door Jun,’ you chuckle as you appear from behind them. Jaemin gets the urge to come up to you and give you his attention, but he knows that he must attend to his needy babies first.

‘Dino nuggies coming right up little ones,’ he grins, and the twins squeal and run back up to their bedroom.

‘Are you sure you don’t want me to put the dinner in? You should go shower,’ you begin fussing over him, hands flying around in his hair and around his face.

‘I’m just fine sweetheart,’ he smiles, ‘like i said on the phone,’ he kisses the palm of your hand, ‘go run yourself a nice bath.’

You realise that he won’t back down, so you press a kiss to his cheek, ’thank you.’

You disappear up the stairs as Jaemin begins gathering the items he needs to make dinner, including the dinosaur nuggets for the twins, rice, as well as the ingredients for the soup.

‘Hi sweetheart,’ he greets Chaeyeon who is sitting at the kitchen counter doing some homework.

‘Hey dad, how was your photoshoot?’

‘Long,’ he sighs, ‘but good. I think we got some good photos. Your uncles were asking about you.’

‘Oh really? They ok? How’s little Sanghoon?’ She asks, referring to Jeno’s one year old son.

‘Yeah, just asking how all of you are and how big you are now and stuff like that. I did ask, apparently he’s talking moe and more everyday.’

’That’s crazy, I remember when he was just born.’

’Tell me about it,’ Jaemin smiles, ‘anyway how was school?’

‘Alright,’ Chaeyeon purses her lips, ‘got assigned a ton of homework. Mrs Cha is a sadist, I’m telling you she wants to see me suffer.’

Jaemin laughs, ‘you’re funny Na Chaeyeon. I would offer you help but I don’t think you’d want that.’

‘I don’t think Mrs Cha would want that either.’

‘I can’t argue with that.’

You reappear when dinner is a few minutes away from being ready.

‘Something smells nice,’ you comment, stumbling towards Jaemin and giving him a quick kiss.

‘Gross!’ Chaeyeon shrieks, causing you and Jaemin to start laughing.

You round up the twins from where they’re playing in the living room as Jaemin is dishing out the banchans.

The five of you tuck in, and you spend most of the dinner asking the twins not to play with their food when they begin making their dinosaur nuggets fight.

Chaeyeon goes back to her homework while you and Jaemin bath the twins separately (together is just too much chaos).

‘Daddy, please can you read us a story?’ Jejun asks as they climb into their own beds on either side of the bedroom.

‘Which one do you want?’

‘Caterpillar!’

‘The zoo!’

‘We can’t read both!’ Jaemin exclaims, and the twins groan.

‘How about the very hungry caterpillar tonight and the zoo tomorrow?’ Jaemin suggests, hoping to appease them.

‘Ok,’ they drone, burying themselves under the covers.

‘Ok so,’ Jaemin settles on the floor between their beds, ‘in the light of the moon, a little egg lay on a leaf.’

Yewon falls asleep practically during the first sentence, but Jejun manages to stick it out until the end.

‘The end,’ Jaemin concludes, gently closing the book and placing it back on the bookshelf. Jejun silently waits for Jaemin to come back and give him a kiss goodnight.

‘Night little one,’ he gives Jejun a kiss, ‘I love you.’

‘Love you too daddy,’ Jejun mumbles, settling further into the covers and closing his eyes.

Jaemin makes his way to the opposite side of the room, where he kisses Yewon on the forehead, mumbling a ‘goodnight, love you.’

He turns the lamp off, so that the only light left in the room is from the twin’s respective nightlights. He leaves the door open ajar so that you’ll hear them if they need you or they can leave the room if they have to.

You and Chaeyeon are both sprawled out on opposite ends of the sofa, Chaeyeon having finished some homework and her chore for the night, washing the dinner dishes.

‘Any room for me?’ Jaemin asks cheekily.

You move your legs away from the middle of the couch, allowing Jaemin to sit down in between you. Once he’s settled you move your feet back onto his lap, and he pats your ankles affectionately.

Chaeyeon plays around on her phone while you and Jaemin focus on the TV, watching a rerun of some reality show you don’t really care too much for. Jaemin draws circles on your bare ankles absentmindedly, eyes occasionally fluttering shut.

‘Gonna go upstairs,’ Chaeyeon announces after a while.

‘Ok, love, we’ll come say goodnight when we come up,’ you tell her, and when she leaves the room, you shift around on the sofa, moving so you can snuggle into Jaemin’s side, feeling the heat radiate from him.

Jaemin just smirks before kissing your hair gently, ‘tired?’

‘A little,’ you admit, ‘feel better after the bath though.’

‘I would’ve liked to have joined you,’ he says and you laugh.

‘One of these days,’ you hum, ‘not a chance now when there’s all these little ones in the house.’

‘It’s our wedding anniversary in a few weeks,’ Jaemin points out, ‘maybe we should book a weekend away or something. Kids can stay with mum/mom and dad.’

‘Good idea,’ you agree, ‘I think your parents would love that, actually. I think they really miss the kids.’

Jaemin sighs, ‘I miss the kids too.’

You smile sadly, ‘you work so hard for them. They know that.’

‘I know, everything I do is for them. But sometimes I just wish that being an idol didn’t mean I had to miss out on so much of their days. It feels like I’m only here in the morning when they go to school and at night when they go to bed. I miss all the in between things. Sometimes I’m not even there at all.’

You spend a few moments thinking of what to say, ‘Jaem-‘

‘I know, it’s just how it is,’ he smiles, beginning to stroke your hair, ‘I’m thinking about reducing the hours I spend at practice. Be here more.’

’They need you Jae-‘

‘You and the kids need me more. This is what I want.’

‘Okay,’ you whisper, smiling when he moves his hands to cradle your face, pressing a kiss to your forehead, and then to your lips.

‘I will, however, be booking that weekend away,’ his face suddenly brightens up, ‘we should do Jeju!’

‘We’ll decide properly tomorrow,’ you laugh.

You watch some more TV for a while, Jaemin occasionally turning to kiss your head or tapping his fingers where they rest on your hips absentmindedly.

‘Wanna go up to bed?’ Jaemin asks when he notices your eyes beginning to droop shut.

‘Yeah, we’ll say goodnight to Chae.’

The two of you ascend the stairs, briefly stopping by the twin’s room. Jaemin sticks his head around the door, heart pinching at the adorable sight of his two youngest, fast asleep, both clutching their respective plushies.

’They’re asleep,’ Jaemin whispers when he comes back around.

You then gently knock on Chaeyeon’s door.

‘Come in,’ she calls, and you enter to see her sitting on her bed with her laptop.

‘We’re off to bed Chaeyeon-ah,’ Jaemin announces, we’ve come to say goodnight.’

‘Oh, goodnight dad,’ she closes her laptop and pushes it aside.

‘Goodnight angel,’ Jaemin leans down to give her a hug and kiss.

‘Goodnight sweetheart,’ you do the same.

‘Night mama.’

‘Go to bed soon, it’s a school night.’

‘Will do.’

You close her door, leaving you and Jaemin alone. You let out a big yawn, which then sets Jaemin off.

‘We should go to sleep too,’ he suggests.

‘You haven’t showered yet,’ you protest, worried about him and his needs.

‘I’ll do it in the morning,’ he knows he likely won’t have time and that one of the little ones will likely wake him early, but he just wants to crawl into bed with you.

You’re too exhausted to argue, so you just start your trudge into your bedroom. You begin peeling your clothes of the day off immediately, earning you a squeeze on your bare waist by Jaemin, which you squirm at.

He just throws his shirt into the washing basket, burying himself under the covers, and holding his arms out for you.

’Goodnight sweetheart,’ Jaemin hums, kissing your forehead.

‘Goodnight Jaem,’ you move your head to kiss at where you can reach, being his chin.

And the two of you drift off, knowing you’d have to do it all again tomorrow.

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