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bts-reveries · 4 years

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where’s moonji?

the most beautiful moment in life | drabble/oneshot #4

genre: fluff, family

tw: very very very light mentions of death (if you read page turner, it’s just mentioning moonji’s mom)

member(s): namjoon

a/n: THIS IS FOR YOU ANON WHO ASKED FOR NAMJOON/BYUL/MOONJI CONTENT NEXT! <3 and also thank you to @serenjiminey for this idea~

“for the drabble you could probably do something where byul and joon work on a small children’s book about the whole gang for moonji’s bday where joon writes it and byul draws the illustrations for it :)”

also since this is a drabble, i didn’t make the little story too long, but i did try my best to make it sound like a kids book! hope this fulfills your need for some content, even for just a teeny bit~

btw, namjoon’s yn is byul in the other aus (yn in page turner) -> yn here too since it’s a solo member drabble anyways :)

and lastly, none of this would make any sense to you if you haven’t read the series! here’s the link to the master list:

the most beautiful moment in life

This takes place after taehyung’s au~

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“Mommy!” Moonji yells.

You were currently working, standing behind the counter at the library you worked at. Your eyes widened as her yell echoed throughout the quiet library. You put your finger to your lip and Namjoon puts his hand over her mouth, but instead his whole hand went over her entire face. The two walked over to you and you scanned a few more books you were entering into the system.

“Sorry,” Namjoon whispers to you as he gets closer. Moonji managed to get her dad’s hand off of her face.

“Hi,” she whispers to you, smiling widely. You couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Hi sweetie, come here,” you tell her, reaching over the counter to take her. Namjoon passes her over and you press a small kiss to her cheek, hugging her tightly. “What brings you two by?”

Namjoon looks around him as if no one can know.

“What?” You say.

He then reaches over to cover Moonji’s ears, making her whine. “Birth-day-talk,” he mouths. Your mouth forms an ‘o’ shape when you get what he said.

“Moonji there’s some new books over there at the kids’ section, do you want to go check it out?” You ask, Moonji furrows her eyebrows as she couldn’t hear what you were saying with Namjoon’s big hands on both sides of her head.

“Oh! Joooon~” You say, pushing his hands off of her little ears.

“Daddy and I will take you to the kids’ section okay? They have new books there,” you tell her. With this, her eyes lit up and she excitedly wiggles out of your hold and runs out of the back counter. She knew where to go as she’s been here plenty of times. You then tell your coworker that you’ll be “helping them find a book” so that she can take your spot in entering the rest of the books.

As Moonji sat on a bean bag surrounded by the new books she picked out, you and Namjoon stood by the shelves, discussing what to do for her birthday that was coming up.

This was the second year you got to be there for Moonji’s birthday. The first one being her third birthday and now she was turning four! How time flies.

Her third birthday was just a small party with the group. You and Namjoon made her a cake that day instead of getting one from Sohyun’s bakery and the two of you treated her like the princess she is. The two of you got her a couple of books that reminded you two of her. I know. Typical dad author and librarian girlfriend. But books are really special to Moonji! Namjoon has told you about how the very first thing Moonji’s mom and him bought when they were expecting, was a book for her. Moonji loved flipping through pages and looking at the pretty pictures, as she does not know how to read just yet, and also having her dad or aunt and uncles, and maybe sometimes her older cousins read to her.

So of course you had to get her a book for her birthday. She loved it anyways! But this year you were thinking of something a little different, yet the same.

“Why don’t we make a book for her?” You tell Namjoon. He tilts his head to the side.

“A book? Like write one?”

“Yes! I mean, you’re a best-selling author after all~ Why not make one for Moonji?” You look behind you to see Moonji engrossed in the book she’s holding.

“You write, I do the illustrations, what do you think?” You ask, you already had so many ideas running through your head.

Namjoon laughs at your excitement, he found it adorable, “I like it. But what would we write about?”

You think a bit to yourself, thinking about all the children’s books Moonji has read.

“We can talk about the whole group, maybe a fun, little birthday story? It’ll be cute!”

“So how do you want to do this?” Namjoon asks you. The two of you were currently in his office while Moonji was down for a nap. It’s been a few hours since you two first talked about it. You were very excited to work with your favorite author on a book!! I mean, you never imagined for it to be a children’s book, but nevertheless, you were excited!

“I don’t know, I’ve never done this before,” you tell him, staring down at your iPad. You were in charge of the illustrations, something Moonji always looked forward to whenever getting new books. “You can write first? Then I’ll draw accordingly~”

“Okay, but I’m going to need your help in writing,” Namjoon says, taking out his laptop. You giggle, leaning your head onto his arm.

“I can’t believe I’m making a book with my favorite--”

“Sttoooopp,” Namjoon laughs, nudging you off. “I would think we were over that.”

“Hey! Boyfriend or not, you’re always going to be my favorite author,” you say, laying back on his arm. Namjoon shakes his head, smiling and also giving up with you.

“Fine, you win,” he says, turning his head, placing a hand on your cheek and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “But my princess’ birthday is in a few days so we really need to get started on this.”

~a few days later, the night of Moonji’s birthday~

Moonji’s party has come to an end and Namjoon and you were finally going to give her her birthday present.

“Daaadddy~” Moonji says as she was already climbing into her bed, ready for bedtime. “Where’s my present?” She pouts, looking down at her empty lap, motioning with her hands. Namjoon laughs, climbing in to sit on her bed as well, carrying Moonji onto his lap.

“Yn is getting it,” he says. “It’s from both of us and it’s full of love, you’re going to like it.” His daughter’s eyes light up as she sees you walking into her room with a gift wrapped in your hand.

“Are you excited?!” You squeal. You were very excited. More excited than Moonji herself.

“Yeah!” She laughs, jumping up and reaching out to you. You hand her the gift as you get closer.

“Here, happy birthday baby,” you say, kissing her head as you hand her the gift.

“Thank youuu~” She says, quickly ripping the wrapping apart. A small gasp comes out of her mouth when she sees the cover.

Where’s Moonji?

It said. With a cute illustration of Moonji on the front with her adorable smile and crescent eyes.

“It’s me!” She says happily.

“Daddy and I made this especially for you,” you tell her as you sit down next to Namjoon.

“Can you read it to meeee,” she says, looking up at her dad.

“Of course,” Namjoon says.

Where’s Moonji

To our little moonchild by Daddy and Yn

Today is a very special day.

What day is it today?

“Moonji’s birthday!” Moonji yells out, making the both of you laugh.

Daddy and Yn were preparing for the princess’ birthday!

Of course, they were not alone.

Where’s Uncle Jin?

Uncle Jin walked in with his kids, Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul.

Of course, Auntie Mae was right by their side.

“Where’s Moonji?” Soojin asks. Haneul wanted to find out too.

Minseok, being the oldest, knew where Moonji was.

It was still early so Moonji was still sleeping!

“Uncle Joon, can we go to Moonji’s room?” Minseok asks.

Daddy says okay.

The three ran to Moonji’s room, ready to see the birthday girl.

“Good morning Moonji!” Yells the three. Moonji stirred in her sleep, not knowing what was going on.

Haneul pouts as Moonji doesn’t wake up.

They want to say happy birthday!

“Uncle Joonie!” Yelled Haneul.

Daddy came into the room right away.

“What’s wrong?” He asks.

“Why I don’t wake up?” Moonji asks, looking up at you.

“Maybe because you stayed up late watching movies with daddy again,” you say, booping her nose.

“Moonji won’t wake up!” Complained the three.

Daddy tells them that she’ll be up soon.

The three then left the princess in her room.

Then Uncle Yoongi, Auntie Sohyun, and Hana came in with cake!

Moonji’s birthday cake.

Special cake that fell from (24/7) Heaven.

Hana looked for Moonji as well.

“Uncle Joonie, where’s Moonji?”

“Sleeping,” says Soojin.

“But it’s her birthday!” Argued Hana.

Will Moonji miss her party?

“No no no! Wake up!” Yelled Moonji as her dad continues to read.

“Haaaaaappppy Birthday Moonji!”

Even the loud voice of Uncle Hobi did not wake up princess Moonji.

Auntie Sarang and Huimang looked around for the birthday girl.

“Where’s Moonji?” They asked.

“Sleeping,” says Hana.

Now Uncle Jimin, Auntie Yuna, and baby Mingyu came!

Hey.

Baby Mingyu was sleeping too!

But where was Uncle Taetae? Auntie Bora? And Youngjae?

Uncle Kookie and Auntie Rina and Sian came instead.

“Moonji is STILL sleeping,” complained the kids before they can even ask.

“It’s okay,” says Yn. “Let’s decorate while we wait!”

Uncle Kookie helped blowing up balloons while Auntie Rina tied them.

Auntie Yuna put baby Mingyu down to help Uncle Jin and Uncle Yoongi with cooking!

Uncle Jimin put up streamers with Uncle Hobi.

Auntie Sarang and Auntie Mae organized the presents!

Auntie Sohyun fixed the desert table.

And Daddy and Yn were EVERYWHERE!

“I’m here!” Yelled Uncle Taetae.

Youngjae and Auntie Bora were right behind him!

“Where’s Moonji?” They all asked, presents in their hands.

“STILL SLEEPING!”

As everyone finished up with the decorations, it was time to wake up the princess.

How do you wake up a princess from their deep sleep?

“A true love’s kiss!” Moonji yelled.

“You’re right,” Namjoon tells her.

Daddy and Yn quietly walked into the princess’ room.

Both of them pressed a kiss to her cheek, instantly waking her up.

“Good morning!” They yelled.

Moonji smiles from ear to ear.

“Happy birthday princess,” Daddy says.

As Namjoon was about to close the book, you stopped him.

“Wait! There’s still a page or two left,” you tell him. Namjoon furrowed his brows as he only remembers writing until that part. You motioned for him to keep going. Moonji already flipped it before he did.

A little gasp escaped her lips and Namjoon was just as surprised.

You drew an extra page or two, adding in Moonji’s real mom.

Everyone that loves Moonji was at the party!

Uncle Jin was there. Auntie Mae and Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul!

Uncle Yoongi was there with Auntie Sohyun and Hana!

Uncle Hobi was there too! Auntie Sarang and Huimang came with.

Uncle Jimin, Auntie Yuna, and baby Mingyu too!

Uncle Taetae and Auntie Bora, with Youngjae~

Uncle Kookie was with Sian and Auntie Rina!

And of course Daddy was there with Yn.

I call her mommy.

Oh! And my real mommy was there too.

Can you see her?

You look up at Namjoon as he reads the last few lines. A tear ran down his cheek. You look down at Moonji and she was smiling, running her hand over the drawings.

Mommy was there with us. Right in our hearts.

Everyone she loves was there.

Moonji had a very happy birthday.

Now the book was really over.

“I love it!” Moonji yells with joy, throwing her hands up in the air. Namjoon wraps his arms around her, pressing kisses to her cheeks, making her giggle.

“Happy birthday again princess,” you tell her.

Namjoon then looks at you with teary eyes.

“When did you put that in there?” He asks.

“You sent me out to get it all printed and I had it made before hand. I sneakily added it in when you gave me the flash drive,” you say, smiling up at him.

“... was it okay though?” You then ask. You knew that Moonji’s birthday wasn’t the easiest day to celebrate every year considering it’s also the death anniversary of her mom. Namjoon did his best to try and not to let the bad memories of that day get to him. He still loved her of course, and will always have her in his heart. Now that he had you with his daughter, you never ever want it to seem like you were ever replacing her. You want to let them both know she’ll always be there in memory and in your hearts. You, personally, never met her, but you knew she was amazing.

“More than okay,” he tells you, pulling you in to kiss you on the forehead. “Thank you.”

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fullmetalscullyy · 5 years

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i’m falling - part 3

part 1 - till that day

part 2 - i take you home

part 4 - you’re calling me

read on ao3 and ffnet

know that i’m waiting

Maes Mustang’s shoes squeaked on the floor of the hospital floor as he walked through the hallways. His little hand was clasped tightly in Uncle Breda’s hand, who was looking unhappy as he stared straight ahead.

“Uncle Breda?” he asked quietly. “Is… Is my Mummy okay?”

He looked down at Maes suddenly looking very sad. Why was he sad? Was Mummy not okay? There was a horribly tight feeling in his tummy that wouldn’t go away. It had been inside him since last night. He’d stayed with Auntie Gracia last night because Daddy hadn’t even come home from work and Maes was a little bit scared. When Uncle Breda picked him up from school that feeling stayed because they weren’t driving to Auntie Gracia’s, they were going somewhere else. Maes had looked up at the tall white hospital building in fear as they had parked.

“That’s what we’re here to find out, kiddo,” Uncle Breda replied.

This… This was scary. Maes wanted his Daddy. He wanted his Mummy. Their hugs always made him feel better.

His eyes drooped closed as they walked. He almost tripped up, but Uncle Breda caught him before he could hit the floor with a smile, but he still looked unhappy. Maes didn’t know why.

He really wanted his Daddy.

Maes hadn’t been able to fall asleep last night, not without Daddy next to him in bed. It helped Daddy because he was falling asleep without Mummy, and it helped Maes because he missed Mummy a lot and he could still smell her in their bed.

He didn’t like being apart from Daddy either. Maes was always scared that when he was at school Daddy would get sick too and would leave him and Maes would be all alone.

Uncle Breda asked him to stay outside the room while he went in to check that Daddy was ready to see him.

“Why wouldn’t Daddy be ready to see me?” he asked, voice small. He wanted his Daddy. Why wouldn’t Uncle Breda let him see him?

Uncle Breda just smiled at him, but Maes could tell he still wasn’t happy. The door closed loudly behind him.

Maes stood, staring at the window, waiting. That uncomfortable feeling got worse in his stomach and he started to feel a little sick. His hands were sweating, his school polo-shirt sticking to his back.

I want my Mummy. I want my Daddy.

The tears begun to fall, and his little body begun to shake.

“I want my Mummy,” he warbled quietly. “I want my Daddy!”

The door opened and he jumped. Daddy stood on the other side of the door, looking down on him.

“Daddy!” he cried, launching himself at him. He caught Maes and hoisted him up into his arms. Maes buried his face in the crook of his father’s neck. His little hand gripped his father’s collar, the other hand’s fingers curling around his neck as his arms squeezed his father tightly. He never wanted to let go.

“Maes,” Daddy whispered. A hand was placed on the back of his head, holding him close to his father’s body. Daddy held him tightly, giving him a squeeze like he always did when Maes was upset. “Are you okay?” Maes shook his head. “What’s up buddy?”

“I – I wanted you, and I wanted Mummy.” Maes heard Daddy let out a big breath very quickly. “I couldn’t sleep last night because I wasn’t at home with you and I missed you and you didn’t come home from work and I was scared –”

“Maes,” Daddy hushed him. Maes was moving and he clung to his father, his feet wrapping around his waist. Daddy sat down, keeping a tight grip on Maes. “Calm down,” he soothed. His voice was gentle, like it was when Maes woke up from a nightmare and shouted for Mummy or Daddy to come through and save him. What Maes thought was strange, was his voice sounded funny. It – Was Daddy crying?

Maes scrunched his face up, keeping his eyes closed. He didn’t want to see Daddy cry again. That was too scary.

“Take your time,” Daddy urged. “Why were you scared.”

“I…”

“Take your time, Maes.”

“I thought you would disappear like Mummy,” Maes finally admitted in a whisper. “You didn’t come home from work and I thought you had disappeared like Mummy.”

Daddy froze, his thumb stopping in his hair. It had been stroking his head but now it was still.

“And I didn’t want you to disappear,” Maes continued, his sobbing becoming uncontrollable. His grip on his father’s collar tightened, his hands scrunching up into fists. “I didn’t want you to leave me,” he wailed.

“Maes, Maes,” Daddy hushed him hurriedly, pressing a kiss to the side of his head and hugging him even tighter. His grip never loosened, and that made Maes feel a little bit better. “I would never leave you. Neither would your mother. Just because she can’t see you right now doesn’t mean she’s left you.” That funny hitch was back in Daddy’s voice. Maes felt something wet hitting the bare skin of his arm. “She’s in that room and she’s fighting so hard to get better so she can see you again.”

“Is she awake?”

There was a pause before Daddy spoke again. “Not right now. She was earlier when the doctor spoke to me. They are working to make her all better.”

“I want to see her,” Maes mumbled, his sobs quieting.

“I know you do, bud. God, I know you do.” Daddy hugged him even tighter and Maes thought he might squish him. “Just hold on a little longer, okay? Please. She’ll be able to speak to you soon.”

“Okay,” Maes whispered.

“And please, don’t ever think that Mummy has left you,” Daddy begged. His voice was sounding even funnier now. “She would never do that. It would make her upset to hear you say that.”

“Okay, I won’t.”

“I – Thank you, Maes. Right before she fell asleep, she told me how much she missed you. She can’t wait to see you again, but you need to be patient until she’s all better.”

“Okay, Daddy, I will.”

“I told her about your picture,” Daddy said. He pulled Maes away from his neck and looked into his eyes. Maes’ stomach tightened as he saw Daddy’s wet, red eyes. He looked really tired. It looked like he hadn’t had much sleep last night either.

Maes’ teacher had told the class about it earlier that week. That’s why under his eyes were dark and looked bruised. Maes wondered if he had dark patches like that after he couldn’t sleep last night.

Daddy smiled at Maes, and he couldn’t help but return it. He’d forgotten about that picture. It was hidden in his room, tucked under a collection of other pictures in his desk drawer in his bedroom. His stomach fluttered briefly in excitement as he thought about how it will be such a nice surprise for Mummy when she wakes up.

Leaning forward, Daddy kissed Maes cheek before shifting him so that Maes was sitting sideways on his lap, his legs draping over the side of Daddy’s lap.

“She’s so excited to see it.”

“Oh, good!” Maes perked up almost immediately. “I can’t wait to show her.”

Daddy kissed his head again before the smile fell from his face.

That uncomfortable feeling was back, the excitement gone.

“Maes, I’m –”

There was a sudden beeping from inside Mummy’s room. Maes’ head popped up from Daddy’s shoulder. He was confused. What was that sound? He heard Daddy gasp and bolt up from the seat, throwing Maes off balance. He clung tightly to his father to stop himself from falling.

“What –?” Daddy asked loudly but stopped. Uncle Havoc exited the room. He looked really scared. Maes cowered backwards, bringing a fist to cover his mouth as he leaned against his father’s shoulder.

“Nurse!” Uncle Havoc yelled, the volume making Maes jump. “We need some help!”

Maes had never heard Uncle Havoc shout like that before.

Ever.

Daddy took a step forward, but Uncle Havoc shook his head quickly, hand motioning towards Maes. Daddy stopped moving and just stared at the door as it closed behind Uncle Havoc. Maes looked over Daddy’s shoulder and saw lots of people running their way.

“Daddy?” he asked quietly, feeling panic rise within him. he didn’t like it. It was a horrible feeling and he didn’t like not knowing what was happening.

Was Mummy… okay?

“I’m so sorry,” Daddy whispered into Maes’ hair repeatedly. He was definitely crying now, and it was loud. Maes had joined in. He didn’t fully understand what was happening but seeing Daddy cry like this was enough to make him sadder than anything else ever had in his life.

Ever since Daddy had told him Mummy was sick, he’d been on his best behaviour. He made sure he helped Daddy around the house – when they were home, that was – and he made sure he looked after Daddy when he woke up from a nightmare. Maes thought it was strange that his Daddy had nightmares. Daddy wasn’t scared of anything, and he was so brave, but it made Maes realise that it was okay for big, strong, people to have nightmares sometimes.

It made it easier for Maes to talk about his to Daddy and to other people.

People rushed past and into Mummy’s room as Uncle Breda, Uncle Havoc, and Uncle Fuery piled out. Uncle Fuery was crying. Uncle Havoc’s eyes were wet, and he was blinking a lot, so was Uncle Breda. They all looked inside Mummy’s room helplessly.

Maes didn’t get to, Daddy made sure of that.

But windows were like mirrors, Maes had discovered, and he caught a glimpse of Mummy’s face in the door opposite her room.

She was hurt. Why was she hurt like that? Daddy had said she’d had an illness. Why was her face cut like that? Had she fallen?

Maes buried his face further into Daddy’s shirt and continued to cry quietly.

He just wanted his Mummy.

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