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notes: i really couldn’t resist writing a soft husband and father yoongi drabble. this is a present for those who are patiently waiting for my other fic just one. i’ll be updating it soon but until then pls enjoy!

genre: fluff, comedy, romance

warnings: some brief smut at the end

length: 2.4k

when he was younger, yoongi wondered if he’d even get married let alone have kids. he wasn’t really the sappy type; didn’t treasure every keepsake, didn’t celebrate month-a-versaries and sure as hell didn’t coo over tiny baby shoes. but he loved you in his reliable, quiet, comforting way that you adored, and they always did say shit about meeting the right person. which happened to be you. his wife.

two decades later, and yoongi still doesn’t consider himself a kids person. the only difference now is that he has his own. three to be exact; all of them accidents, but the pleasant kind. like finding spare change in his coat pocket. although your youngest child - eunmi, who’s almost a year and a half - definitely gave him the shock of his life since he didn’t think he’d be that guy that’d still be having kids at his age. but you both dealt with it, and coped considering. because it’s not like yoongi’s kids weren’t annoying, whiny, puke-machines. but they were his puke-machines.

“sana, stop wedgy-ing your brother,” yoongi hisses while he looks for his card, which is difficult to do with a baby strapped to his chest. “and yugyeom, stop pissing off your sister." 

the kids continue fighting anyway, his nine year old daughter currently tackling his seven year old son into the ground and knocking over one of the bagged groceries in the process. he sighs, watching the broken milk carton soak the shop floor helplessly.

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&@&@&#&# HELLLLLOOIODHSHSHSHEB

MY FATHER??

DYSUSHE FINALLY? WHEN ARM BUTE SHJEJE HELLO

*hearing his sassy, almost provokative answer and biting my lip* "W-well... when... When I'd try it and being a good obedient princess for you and satisfy my King good... what could I get as an reward for my work? L-Like... what would you do to me after it?"

"Baby girl, take your King's cock like a good kitten you are, make your King proud of you, first. After I will use you as my personal toy, I will give you a reward, be sure. I am thinking of eating you out on my throne, how does it sound, princess, huh? *licks his lips in a teasing way*"

My heart ache, in a good way 😭 this is too cute

Man of The Year (MYG x GN!Reader)

pairing: single dad!Yoongi x gn!reader genre(s): pure fluff, very minor angst au(s): graduation au word count: 2.7k warnings: some swearing, Yoongi is a little nervous, Yoongi is bad at flirting, this is so cute I could cry

rating: PG

summary: For the longest time, it’s always been Yoongi and his daughter, celebrating every milestone of life together. But today, that could change.

a/n: omg isi updating back to back fics? who is she? anyway this is inspired by that viral post of a little girl proudly taking pics of her dad on graduation day. thank you mars @joheunsaram​ for showing me the post and also letting me use her idea! i hope i did this justice. also inspired by one of my classmates who brought their little one dressed in a cap and gown to walk across the stage with them (so cute)! and big congrats to the class of 2022, i’m so proud of all the graduates, you deserve the world!!

listen to: man of the year by logic

A bead of sweat pools at the back of Yoongi’s head, sliding down his neck and into the special black robe he’d adorned. A heavy sigh escapes his throat. He’d probably have to get the robe dry cleaned. Another $10 spent on an item he’d never keep after today, and he knows money had been tight for the last little while. He’d barely been able to squeak by and pay Eunha’s school fees this month, begging his PI for a last-minute raise, who’d reluctantly acquiesced, knowing Yoongi was graduating soon anyway.

Yoongi resists the urge to scratch the itch that popped up mere moments ago and has now bloomed into a painful nuisance. Why were these outfits so damn scratchy? He’d never understand it.

“Appa,” his ears perk up at the small voice, the tiny hand clutching his own, and his fingers wind tighter around Eunha’s. “I have to go to the bathroom.”

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! I miss this 😭😭😭

My pretty girls

Helloooo my lovelies! This cute request was by cute @teluki 😙 thank you for requesting honey! I hope you like it💕

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Husband yoongi x wife reader : feat your little daughter

Summary: nothing much just a cute not so small drabble of yoongi braiding your and his daughter's hair

Kind of a part 2 fussy babies

Genre: fluff,fluff and more fluff!

No warnings

Author's pov

"Mmmm yoon?" You whispered as you were woken up by the feeling of someone caressing your face "hey babygirl " his deep voice was heard before you slowly opened your eyes to be greeted by the sight of your husband laying besides you while leaning his head against his palm and smiling down at you "hi" you whispered snuggling into him as he chuckled and wrapped his arms around you "are you feeling okay? You don't usually sleep at this time" he said glancing at the clock which signaled it was 3:30 in the noon,you can hear the concern in his voice as he continued caressing your hair "I'm fine. My head was hurting a little so i took a nap with Ae cha" suddenly, your eyes snapped open "where is she?" Yoongi shushed you gently and made you lay down again "behind you baby" he whispered and you relaxed turning around to see your 2 year old daughter sleeping soundly. Smiling softly, you turned towards her and pressed a kiss on her head while yoongi's hand found its place on your stomach, rubbing it softly "this one is a little more naughty than Ae cha" you giggled nodding as he pressed a kiss on your neck. It was really true because when you were pregnant with Ae cha,you weren't feeling this sick all the time. But now it seems like the second baby is going to be a little hard.

Both of your attention was diverted towards the little girl who suddenly woke up "mommy" she sat up slowly and crawled in between you both "hey baby" you whispered smiling as she snuggled into her father's chest "hey sweetheart, did you sleep well" she nodded a big yawn escape her pouty lips as yoongi fixed her hair which were falling all over her chubby face "mommy hungy" you nodded starting to get up "do you want to eat some watermelon?" She nodded immediately but before you could get up,yoongi stopped you by holding your arm and you looked at him confused as he made you lay down again "lay down baby. I will take care of her" he said kissing your forehead "but-" "no buts sweetheart. Now stay here and read your book. Do you want to eat something?" You shaked your head and he nodded getting up while Ae cha placed a kiss on your cheek making you smile. Yoongi fluffed your hair before carrying a babbling Ae cha in his arms nodding to her every word. You sighed and rubbed your belly softly before stretching your hand to take your book from the nightstand.

After half an hour,the bedroom door was opened causing you to look up and a bright smile made its way on your lips at the sight in front of you. Ae cha was walking inside with a bowl of watermelon but what took your attention was her hair which were prettily braided. Even though she was just 2 years old, she has really long hair which she got from you. You remember how yoongi loved braiding your long silky hair before you went to work everyday. "Hey baby! You are looking so pretty " she smiled shyly and mumbled "thank you mommy " when yoongi came behind her,he took the bowl from her hand as she crawled on the bed and towards you as you opened your arms. Sitting on your lap you touched her braid smiling as she took the bowl from her dad and placed it on her lap while yoongi smiled fondly looking at you both "did dadda made your hair?" She nodded excitedly making you smile and look at yoongi "mmmm he did a great job didn't he?" "Yes!" Yoongi cleared his throat feeling a little shy under your and his daughter's loving gaze "mommy he can do your hair too!" You raised an eyebrow looking at yoongi who nodded "well if mommy wants than i don't have any problem " he shrugged while Ae cha looked at you eagerly nodding her head "okay then where do you want me yoongs" yoongi climbed on the bed and placed his hand on your shoulder rubbing it. "No need to get up just scoot a little " you nodded and moved forward with Ae cha still on your lap and yoongi sat behind you.

You had slept with your hair loose so they had got a little tangled so taking the brush yoongi parted your hair in two sections and started untying all the knots with the comb gently making sure not to pull too much. While doing so he smiled listening to you both talking in your own little world. After all the knots were removed he collected all your hair and started braiding it like he has been doing since the last 7 years. All the while Ae cha kept talking, telling you all her stories , not forgetting to feed you the fruit that she cut with her father for you. Yoongi tapped your back lightly to stop you from moving your head "stay still baby" you mumbled a small apology and chewed the fruit listening to your daughter babbling . Both you and Ae cha's favorite fruit is watermelon. After yoongi was done,he nodded to himself proudly looking at his work "all done" he whispered kissing your neck and tickled your waist making you giggle. He turned you around and his eyes softened. His eyes were filled with pure love and adoration as both you and Ae cha looked at him smiling brightly with matching braids and his gaze shifted to your stomach for a moment making his eyes even more soft"Dadda how do we look?" He leaned down and kissed Ae cha's head and pecked your lips mumbling "so beautiful " smiling fondly when you both giggled he couldn't help but take you both in his arms,holding you both tightly. He laid down with your head on his chest and Ae cha's small body half on the bed and half on his torso.

Rubbing your waist softly he let out a content sigh and held you both just a little more tighter. And yoongi has no idea that in a few months, he will be braiding one more little girl's hair.

This is so cute! 😭

Luck Is Finally Looking Up ~ MYG [Request]

⤜WORD COUNT: 4.1K

⤜PAIRING: Yoongi x Fem!Reader

⤜GENRE: mentions of a guy being a total creep, begging for your number, yoongi saves the day, photocard boyfriend aesthetic, first kiss, cute, fluffy, first date

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - July 2022

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Everyone knew that if you broke a mirror it was seven years of bad luck. Why though? Why was it always that and why did every believe it? You’d never been the suspicious one until now after everything had been going wrong for you. That morning you’d dropped your mirror on the floor and now you were paying the price for it. You’d googled everything you could to try and reverse the bad luck but it was no good, nothing seemed to reverse it. 

First, your car broke down, then it started raining on your walk to work and on your way home you got splashed by a cab. Now it was worse. You could feel something watching you. It had been happening since you’d walked out of the building, you could just feel eyes on you at all times.

You thought it was just your mind playing tricks on you but it wasn’t. You knew that now since you could always feel it watching and waiting…never looking away from you. Whatever it was, was still following you now. You had no idea where you even were since every now and again you’d change the direction in which you were going so you didn’t have to feel like you were being followed but it still happened. 

Whatever it was that was following you wasn’t going to stop and you decided you needed to either confront it or turn around and head home. So you did, you turned around suddenly and came face to face with someone. A guy. He looked oddly familiar but you weren’t able to place him from where you knew him.

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Awwww latte! I miss them 😭

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Hellooo @teluki ! Here you go! I hope you like it! And i loved both of you ideas so i kind of combined them together hehe. Enjoy ~

Summary: Just a day to day life of Min yoongi taking care of his wife and two fussy babies.

This is kind of a part two of His pretty girls but it can be readed alone!

Genre: fluffy fluff with our protective husband yoongi ☺️

Author's pov

"Unnie! give that to me and go and sit" you smiled softly as Jungkook's girlfriend Aera rushed towards you and took the tray from your hands "but i have been doing nothing other than sitting around. I can do this much" you said with a pout causing Aera to giggle as you both walked towards the dining table "you are supposed to rest all the time now unnie. The doctor has told you not to put too much pressure on your spine" she said placing the tray on the table as you huffed knowing she was right. But you were just bored okay! You know that being 8 and a half months pregnant is really hard and yoongi doesn't let you do any work also because the doctor had said that there might be some complications in the second pregnancy . But today is yoongi's birthday and all the members along with their partners have gathered in your house to celebrate his 28th birthday and ever since they arrived, everyone is telling you to sit and rest everytime you try to do something. You know that they are all doing this for you own health but you couldn't stop the pout forming on your lips while caressing your large belly. Suddenly, you felt large hands wrapping around your hips as he pulled you close to him. Your pout increasing hearing him chuckling "what's wrong babygirl " "nothing " you mumbled watching all the girls placing all the food on the table except for Taehyung's fiancee Gina who was playing with Ae cha and jin's daughter Yuri. He hummed caressing your bump softly and murmured "tell me love" you let out a dramatic sigh causing yoongi to smile "nobody is letting me do anything " yoongi knows how you feel. You have always been an independent woman. Always doing your own work plus you loved when everyone visited your house. And you always cooked for everyone but this time,yoongi and jin have done all the cooking leaving you to sit on the couch with Ae cha and since then you have been pouty.

So knowing your stubborn nature he nuzzled his nose against your cheek earning a giggle from you which you tried to stifle and said "alright baby you can help but don't lift anything heavy and sit down if your legs hurt okay?" You nodded immediately and smiled brightly waddling towards the kitchen. Yoongi smiled when he heard "you can't stop me now i have permission from yoongi!" Aera laughed and nodded leaving you in the kitchen to go towards her boyfriend who was busy doing arm wrestling with jimin while hoseok joined Gina making funny faces towards the little girls. After you placed the wine bottle on the table, you waddled towards the kitchen again while yoongi and Namjoon engaged in a silent conversation but ofcourse your over protective husband looked at you from time to time. As you lifted the plate of kimbap, your eyebrows furrowed as you a slight pain in your lower belly and you breathed shakily as the pain increased. slightly but then it was gone as soon as it came.

Taking a few deep breaths you waited for a few seconds but then relaxed not feeling any pain. It might be cramps. You thought to yourself and started walking towards the table but then suddenly you gasped feeling it again and this time it was much more intense. Grabbing the wall to support yourself you tried to take deep breaths but tears filled your eyes when the pain didn't reduce and a second later, your eyes widened when you felt something trickling down your legs. No no no not now! A piercing pain ripped through your stomach causing you to drop the plate on the floor as you tried to support yourself and a scream escaped your lips "y-yoongi!" Everyone's attention was diverted towards the sound the moment the crashing was heard. Yoongi was on his feet in a second, cursing under his breath he ran towards the kitchen and his eyes widened seeing you standing in a pool of blood. Rushing towards you he held you before your body could hit the floor and looked at you worriedly. He has experienced this situation before when Ae cha was born but nothing can prepare him to see you in this much pain"fuck baby okay calm down we are going to the hospital yeah? Shh" he mumbled and picked your crying form effortlessly and rushed towards the door stopping for a second to look at Ae cha "hyung don't worry we will take care of her!" Jungkook said and yoongi nodded already walking out of the door while you sobbed clutching his shirt "i will go with them" said jin and his wife Ina nodded whispering "call us" jin nodded and rushed out of the door opening the door of the back seat and shutting it once yoongi and you sat inside. Starting the car he started driving towards the nearest hospital "fuck hyung drive faster" yoongi said holding you close to him whispering you to take deep breaths.

While Taehyung couldn't help the grin breaking on his face and he held his fiancee "wow we are finally going to see the second baby min " everyone smiled despite being worried about you while jungkook cradled a crying Ae cha in his arms "w-what happened to mommy?" She asked looking scared while jungkook shushed her "nothing sweetheart. Your little sibling is going to come in this world today " She blinked twice before her eyes widened in excitement "she is going to come today?!" Chuckling he said "yes today but how do you know it's a girl?" "I just do" she said proudly causing everyone to laugh fondly before she said something that doubled Everyone's excitement "then dadda and baby min are going to have the same birthday!" "Wah i didn't thought of that" jimin said ruffling her hair.

While yoongi anxiously waited outside the hospital room, his heart clenching every time your scream was heard. He legs bouncing as jin forcefully made him sit. He took a shaky breath remembering your teary and fearful eyes when you whispered "yoongi I'm scared " before you were taken away from his arms. Jin placed a hand on his shoulder saying "don't worry both of them will be fine" yoongi nodded taking deep breaths and after a few moments, your screams stopped making yoongi more anxious but then,a crywas heard. He was on his feet the second a doctor came out of your room "congratulations sir it's a girl" he couldn't be happier. Seeing you holding your second daughter tears filled his eyes and he immediately held you close to him whispering comforting words as you leaned your weak body against him. He held his daughter's tiny body gingerly, overflowed with love and adoration when her tiny nose twitched in her sleep."you gave me the best present " he whispered pecking your forehead softly as you slept.All the members and the girls were really happy and baby Ae cha was saying something about being right but you didn't really understood it.

It's been a month since you gave birth to your second daughter A yeong. And safe to say both you and yoongi are more than exhausted especially you. Your body needed more time to recover resulting in getting bad cramps every time you moved. But yoongi was there with you all the time. Making things a little easier. You were sitting on the couch at around 11 pm while breastfeeding A yeong with Ae cha sleeping on your lap. He worked from home since your pregnancy but tonight after eating dinner he was called by the company urgently and he apologized millions of time to which you replied that you will be fine with a reassuring smile and he promised to come home soon. Hearing the front door open you smiled as your husband came into view looking at you with a tired smile "hey babygirl " "hi" you whispered as he leaned down to kiss your lips,being careful of the two babies in your lap. After he pulled back you asked "is everything okay?" He kissed both of his daughters head and nodded "don't worry love. Everything's fine. Now let's get these two to bed yeah?" You nodded and yoongi gently picked up Ae cha who mumbling something incoherent before snuggling in his shoulder. He carried her upstairs and tucked her in her bed properly before coming down to see you struggling to keep your eyes open. Chuckling fondly he kissed your forehead and took the sleeping baby from your arms who whined being away from her mother's warmth but then settled quickly when yoongi patted her back. After he was done with A yeong he picked you up too despite your protests and carried you towards your shared bedroom. Making sure to be gentle he laid you on the bed and covered you with the duvet. Changing his clothes he laid besides you and you immediately snuggled in his chest while he caressed your waist softly "did you take your medicines? " you mumbled a small yes and drifted off to dreamland. Kissing your head he fell asleep too.

Around 2 am, you both were woken up by the sound of baby monitor. Rubbing your eyes you supported yourself on your elbows and squinted at it to see A yeong crying and immediately went to get up. But yoongi stopped you with a grunt and made you lay down again "I'll go. Sleep" he mumbled and sat up but you grabbed his sleeve "but you are tired " "I'm fine baby. Now go to sleep" despite mumbling small protests, your eyes fell shut and your hand slipped from yoongi's sleeve. Covering you properly,he stood up and walked towards his daughter's room. Opening the door he smiled seeing Ae cha sitting up with a pout "why does she cry so much?" Chuckling raspily he picked A yeong up and replied "because she is just a baby. You did the same thing too sweetheart " Ae cha mumbled something about not crying all the time and slumped on her bed again while yoongi walked towards the kitchen to warm your milk which you have kept for times like this. After she burped,he walked around the living room patting her bum and in no time,she fell asleep causing yoongi to sigh in relief and he tucked her to her bed again. After making sure both of his girls are sleeping soundly he slipped besides you again and wrapped his arms around your waist with your back pressed against his chest.

The next morning you woke up sighing softly feeling the warmth of your bed but soon you frowned when you were met with an empty space besides you where your husband was supposed to be. You stretched slightly immediately regretting it when a pain shoot through your body. Getting up, you brushed your teeth and made your way downstairs and you felt a giddy feeling inside you seeing your husband sitting on the chair of the dining table with A yeong cradled to his bare chest and Ae cha sitting on her high chair as yoongi fed her. Walking towards them Ae cha was the first one to notice you "good morning mommy!" "Good morning baby" you smiled and kissed her head then smiling at yoongi when he pulled you towards him. You pressed a small kiss on his lips feeling him relaxing in your touch as you carassed his cheek. Pulling back you whispered "good morning yoon" his strong arm was wrapped your waist as he carassed your hips and raspily murmured " morning babygirl . Did you sleep well?" You nodded humming and took A yeong in your arms kissing her head too with black hair already growing healthily. "Mommy can we have a movie day today?" Ae cha asked after swallowing her food while yoongi wiped her mouth "can we?" You looked at yoongi with a pout who nodded immediately "of course we can " both you and Ae cha smiled brightly and you hugged your youngest close while discussing which movie to watch not noticing yoongi looking at you three with a fond smile as you stayed in your own little world.

God he was so lucky to have you three in his life.

Just imagine Yoongi introducing his newborn to holly 🥹

Omg, why are you doing this to me?

Yoongi is laying down on the couch with his one week old baby girl sleeping on his bare chest, 'cause skin-to-skin contact is the best and he's determined to only give her the best. That teeny tiny human has him completely wrapped around her little finger since the moment he found out she was growing inside your belly. He knows it, you know it, she's going to know it (and use it as leverage) soon enough but he's never going to admit it. Never. Curled up on his belly, he can feel her light weight on him and he can't help but just be happy, overwhelmed by the fullness sensation of unconditional love he feels for the precious life he helped create.He's humming softly, gently patting her diaper covered bum with one of his hand, when he hears the slight tapping on the floor of Holly's paws getting closer. ''Come here, Holly.'' he says, tapping the couch's cushion next to him. And Holly, with an agile little jump, does it - he seems to understand the importance of the moment because he's never been so calm and docile before - and snuggles next to Yoongi, resting his little head on his forearm and focusing his attention on his dad. ''This is your little sister, Holly.'' he whispers, fingers delicately running up and down the small back ''You're a big brother now, you must always protect and watch out for her, especially when mommy and I aren't around.'' Holly lifts his head and, slowly but steadily, gets closer to the baby to sniff her head, his small snout brushes just so slightly against her soft, thin hair. With a soft sigh Holly snuzzles beside her, his soft fur tickles her making her whine a bit in her sleep. And he immediately shifts, slightly enough to not disturb her. ''That's my boy. Enjoy it while it lasts, she'll get bigger than you in a blink.'' he tells him, trying to not think about the fact that, eventually, she's going to grow up, probably never bigger than him but still enough for him to not be able to pick her up anymore. But he doesn't want to think about it ahead of time so he shakes the thought out of his head shifting his attention back on his life's embodiment again.

(pardon me for the delay, sweetie)

storge: painting | myg

summary: you're busy preparing something for your one-two arguably little ones without thinking they'll do the same to you

rating: pg | word count: 0.8k

genre/au: slice of life, domestic!au, family!au

content: dad yoongles 🥺 and cute stuff (what is happening to me)

a/n: happy 30th birthday to the loml yoongi! finally posting a dilf drabble for him and posted on time. i suddenly wrote this out of nowhere after seeing some clips from the RUN episode last year because he's just a husband material oml i couldn't help it >.<

The smile hasn’t left your lips when you hear the bickering at a distance. 

You’re currently approaching the door right at the corner, carrying a tray of snacks and a pitcher to where the source of the noise is from. You knock as soon as you reach the door but they couldn’t seem to hear it because when you opened the door, your daughter and husband are still arguing in front of a canvas on the floor.

More like your baby girl complaining while Yoongi is purposefully being stubborn to tease her.

"daddy, come on, it's pretty easy" your toddler huffs as she tugs on Yoongi's rolled-up sleeve. Your husband’s wearing a yellow suede shirt, paired with a white one underneath that made you mildly concerned about getting dirty until he reassured you that he’d be careful. He’s wearing a long dark green canvas apron but even if it gets messy later on, he’d never mind so long as it makes his little girl happy. 

Your daughter’s little eyebrows are still scrunched together as she stares at her father's canvas. She seems to want him to paint a similar picture as hers, with bright colours closely depicting a flower garden. Your heart melts at what you’re seeing, Yoongi watching your daughter fondly while she tries to teach him how to paint like her.

The art supplies scattered around the covered floor that they're both on just add how beautiful what you’re looking at is. And now you know what to paint on your canvas.

You have to carefully mind your steps until you reach the table so you can place the snack tray you’re carrying.

It’s the weekend and you’re both thankfully off from work, allowing you and Yoongi to have a bonding time with your daughter. Every week, you let her pick on what activity you’re all doing as a family and this time its painting.   

"he's too lazy, mommy!" your daughter accuses, finger pointing at her father while holding a mini paint brush with her other hand. She’s pertaining to the plain hues of colour that Yoongi has been painting so far and it made you giggle. You approach his sitting form to see his progress so far. 

"not bad yoongs" you stare at his canvas of greys and blues with a teasing lilt in your tone making Yoongi pout.

"can you see my ruthless brush strokes? my plan was to only paint whatever comes to mind" he complains, lips puckering at your comment and it makes you laugh even more. 

.

"okay, break time for now" you called, unloading the snacks and a pitcher of pineapple juice. Your daughter immediately drops her brush and excitedly approaches you, having you remind her to be careful not to step on anything.

You handed her a glass of juice and a small slice of pajeon. 

"thank you mommy"

“ask daddy to get his share”

She hesitates a bit before calling for her Dad in which Yoongi replies with “i’m almost done baby”. 

He's getting lost in what he's doing again, similar to when he's working that you often have to remind him to get breaks.

“the hotteok’s gonna get cold Yoongi'' you playfully scold him, aware that he usually prefers to eat it quickly while it’s hot.

This got his attention and he eventually stands up, following his daughter to where you’re currently sitting. He grabs a bite and takes one fish-shaped bread after, humming when he tastes the red bean inside it. Of course, you have to make two flavours since he prefers that flavour while your daughter loves the custard cream filling like you do.

You help your daughter sit in her chair and move towards Yoongi next, bringing up his left arm to take off the hair tie from his wrist. He raises a brow at you, munching another piece of hotteok. 

“you’ve been moving your bangs a lot earlier, don’t want any paint on them” you smile, gathering his hair and pulling it back before securing it with the hair tie you’re holding. Yoongi's hair has been very luscious since he started growing it, and you've been doing your best to keep the scissors away.

However, you’re starting to regret doing so and your husband seems to notice it. Yoongi knows how you love his man bun, that little quirk of his lips stayed the entire time until he finished his glass of juice. 

He stands up to grab his apron to finish his own canvas, ignoring your flustered reaction. 

“mommy, come” your daughter breaks your reverie when her tiny hands reach for yours, dragging you to the empty canvas on her left side.

They've both gone quiet and are now focusing on their own canvases so you decide to do the same. You sat down and stare blankly at the canvas, forgetting what you wanted to paint when suddenly you feel strong arms caging you from behind.

Only then do you notice the paint streaks on your daughter's face, who's grinning widely while holding her small wood palette in her hand, fingers coated with paint as they reach out to your cheeks.

“your turn” Yoongi whispers beside you with his gummy smile, giving you a quick peck on the cheek before applying his paint-coated fingers to your other cheek.

In the end, you never get to paint anything on your canvas.

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7:15 AM- Yoongi

(A/N: For the person requesting Yoongi to be braiding either his wife's or his daughter's hair! I hope you like it, let me know what you think! Feedback is appreciated!)

Growing up, you had this habit of staring at yourself in the mirror and trying to picture yourself older. You would always wonder how your hair would look, if it would be less frizzy. Would you skin be clear, would your cheeks be as squishy as they were at the time? You couldn't ever picture yourself past the age of 20 or so, wondering what your future would look like. The idea of being past your teens was so difficult to swallow, let alone picturing yourself married or something.

Being married was such a distant prospect, something an older person would do- never you.

You stared at yourself in the mirror now, wondering if you looked like the type of person who would be married with a kid. You still looked like yourself, maybe with less fluff to your cheeks, but it was still you.

"Did you wake up Da-eun?" Yoongi mumbled, stumbling into the bathroom behind you, still half asleep.

You laughed, taking in his sleepy appearance. Hair sticking up in the front and flattened in the back, mouth pulled into a lazy pout- Your husband didn't really enjoy waking up this early in the morning. The sun was barely beginning to rise, this was the time he'd go to bed before he met you. But you liked this, getting to go to bed with him, having him hold you as you fell asleep. Yoongi made it a point to always spend the night at your side if he wasn't traveling, but it was rare for him to wake up at the same time. He slipped his hand under his shirt and rubbed his torso slowly, tilting his head to the side and opening his eyes fully to look at you when you didn't respond immediately.

"I was about to," You offered, thinking of your sleeping daughter in the next room.

"Don't- I'll do it." He said quickly, grabbing his toothbrush. "I never get to wake her up in the mornings."

"You're usually sleeping, or working." You reasoned, leaning against the bathroom countertop as he brushed his teeth. You braided your hair back neatly as you always did, finding loose strands around your face bothersome.

He looked at you out of the side of his eye and shrugged, a sheepish smile working around the toothbrush in his mouth before he knocked hips with you. You laughed, adjusting your footing so you didn't get jostled by him. You leaned your cheek against his shoulder for a moment, staring at him in the mirror. Yoongi didn't look any different from when you two had first met- nothing about either of you screamed 'married' other than the matching silver bands on both of your ring fingers. No, you both were the same, instead now you had a little girl to raise together.

You wondered if the younger version of yourself would recognize you now. Whatever opinion they would have about you, they'd love Yoongi. You were sure that every version of you in any parallel universe loves any version of Yoongi.

"I'm gonna go make some coffee," You mumbled, squeezing a hand around Yoongi in a sort of makeshift one armed hug and went on your way, leaving him to wake Da-eun up.

You made yourself busy and wandered back to Da-eun's bedroom when you had a coffee for Yoongi in hand- all black decaf americano, because he claimed his obsession with caffeine had faded and been replaced by an obsession for the finer things in life: Da-eun. He said she was enough energy for him, that there was no need for caffeine now that he had her, which you rolled your eyes at, wondering how the boy who had attracted you by the sharpness of his tongue had gotten so soft.

You stopped yourself in the doorway, spotting Yoongi sat on the edge of Da-eun's bed, a concentrated look on his face with his tongue sticking out slightly between pursed lips. His brow was furrowed, eyes intense and dialed in. Your own eyes dragged down to what he was so focused on, spotting your daughter with a sleepy smile on her face, eyes closed while her appa carefully braided her hair into two plaits. She had her father's face, same doll nose, same cat-like eyes, rose bud lips. She was adorable and as much as you wished she was your twin, she was her father, through and through. You leaned against the doorway, watching him work his fingers through her hair carefully, silently, with a delicate touch you had only seen him reserve for her.

"Hair tie." Yoongi mumbled, prompting Da-eun to wordlessly hold up a bright pink elastic. He wrapped it at the bottom of her plait carefully, mindfully avoiding snagging her hair or pulling too tightly. He leaned back and smiled, admiring his work before smoothing down her hair gently, "Done- show eomma."

Da-eun opened her eyes and nodded, jumping up immediately and hugging Yoongi. You smiled and ignored the way your heart melted at the sight, wanting to race over and hug the both of them endlessly. Yoongi spotted you over her shoulder, scrunching his nose slightly as he smiled happily, "Did I do a good job?"

"Perfect," You nodded, walking over to sit beside him on the bed. You handed him his coffee as Da-eun moved to your lap, wrapping her arms around you instinctively. "I usually just leave her hair down, the braids are cute."

"Matches her eomma," Yoongi said softly, smoothing his hand down your braid the same way he had just done to Da-eun. "My pretty girls."

You smiled at him, feeling your cheeks pink up slightly.

When you were younger, you couldn't ever picture yourself older because you didn't really ever think you'd make it here. You thought that you'd be stuck as a child forever, never graduating to the next level of maturity. It was hard to picture loving yourself, let alone someone else loving you. Your future used to be one big grey blur, and if you had placed bets, your present definitely wouldn't have been a contender.

"What do you want for breakfast, aein?"

You shrugged and smiled at him, willing to eat anything he cooked for you.

Maybe you wouldn't have been able to predict that one day, you'd be married to a very sweet, very beautiful man who would raise the cutest, most pure ball of love that was currently cuddling into your side, but maybe that was because this kind of thing couldn't really be predicted.

It just had to be real.

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