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I got so excited when I saw the Tumblr notif from you that had • nj 🥺

I absolutely loved reading this. I think this is my favourite dad!namjoon fic ever. I really liked some themes like of them feeling pressured as parents, parents looking at their kids and seeing themselves or parts of their struggles. I could feel so many emotions and feelings warping. It was serious, weighty, far-reaching yet comforting in so many ways. I really liked the pace set in this. 💕🥺 I’m not really good with my words and I know this didn’t do justice because I liked reading this so much so I’m going to just list out other things I liked: namjoons patience, the mention of his mom, KOYA’S NAME HYUN 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 that fact that she didn’t back down whether it was during first scene or with her decision later but also the way when she realised and changed her mind wow

protocol • nj

↳ genre fluff, domestic, parenthood

↳ words 2.7k

↳ summary Not everyone has a clue on how to raise a genius child, especially you.

↳ warning none

This is third time in a row that you find yourself waiting in this office. The hideous view of the mahogany desk, the slanted photo frame by the door sill. When the secretary leaves her desk and gives you an annoyed look, you felt the need to rise from your chair and tell her exactly how you feel before she even gets near.

“Listen, with all due respect,” you began with a sigh, “This is a horrendous waiting spell, my husband and I—“

Namjoon just went out to get coffee for both of you and he came forward to a scene he wasn’t prepared for.

“How many more procedures do we need to go through, just!” your voice raises, “to get an elementary school scholarship? Other people have their jobs to get to, and honestly fuck you and your stupid protocols. Why do you even have an office when you’re out 24/7.”

Heels spun to see your husband’s caught in the headlights eye, holding up two coffee takeaways, probably stopped breathing 2 minutes ago. You grabbed your hand bag and the documents in the secretary’s hand, and told her with a menacing tone,

“If my baby boy doesn’t get the scholarship he very much deserved, that’s on you.”

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