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ahundredtimesover · 1 year

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Seeing the new greeting message from jin made me think of the tlods couple 🥹 imagine it's mother's day but he had to go on a bussiness trip so he ordered a hundred rose flower bouquet for OC but it's missing one rose. Oc thought the store made a little mistake and when seokjin called her later in the night he's holding a single rose and told her that he'd deliver the missing rose to her when he gets home from the trip 🥰

tags/warnings: kissing; suggestive

A/N: This was too cute to pass up. Missing Jin hours everyday! I hope you enjoy this one. 🥰 Pls also check #Extras:TLODS for the previous drabbles!

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“Delivery for Mrs. Kim.”

You’d chuckle if it wasn’t rude, but only because the small-statured woman standing at your doorstep has her entire face covered by the huge bouquet of roses so it looks like they can actually talk. She’s almost cradling them, and you’re too stunned at the velvety red color that she has to ask if you’re Mrs. Kim in the absence of a response.

“Oh yes, that’s me,” you finally say, taking the flowers from her and inhaling their sweet, luscious smell.

“That’s our best variety. And one of our most expensive, too,” the woman smiles. “Your husband really wants you to feel special.”

“He does that all the time,” you smile back, signing the paper she hands out to you then bidding her goodbye.

You walk towards the kitchen and place the bouquet on the counter, admiring just how stunning it looks. The flowers look so classic and elegant, and the giddiness at the thought of your husband making sure you get something from him this Mother’s Day even if he’s miles away makes your cheeks hurt from smiling.

“Eomma, flowews!” Sena squeals from her high chair, as you’d just finished feeding her lunch.

Her smile is as sweet as her father’s, with her plump cheeks and bright eyes. It makes you miss him more when he’s on a business trip that takes weeks.

“Yes, Princess. They’re pretty, aren’t they?”

She nods and surprisingly patiently watches as you take the card with a note in front that says to the loveliest, most gorgeous wife and mother in the whole world who’s so lucky to have married me.

You laugh at the words, imagining Jin saying them theatrically like he would.

You open it and smile even more.

A rose for every hour of the day that I love you, the card says. Twenty-four hours isn’t actually enough but know that I love you hard during each one. Thank you for agreeing to do this crazy journey of parenthood with me, as if marrying me wasn’t a headache enough. You’ve given me the best gift there is. Sena is as bright, and loving, and charming (this is mostly because of me though) because of you. Happy Mother’s Day. I love you so much and I can’t wait to see you.

True to form, you laugh and smile as you read his almost-love letter. You know he tends to mask his emotions with humor and you honestly wouldn’t have it any other way. You do agree that marrying him is a headache sometimes, but you also can’t imagine your life turning out any differently. You love him just as much, more than you can actually really say.

“Will you help me put these in vases, Sena?” You turn to the little one.

“Yes!” She chirps.

You decide to get 2 vases before pulling her from her chair and sitting her on the counter, with her excitedly observing the flowers that you’re unwrapping. You let her smell them then give her one to put on the vase that you’ve filled with water. Sena hugs it though, not wanting to let it go.

“Eomma, it’s pwetty like me!” She says.

“Yes it is, Princess,” you laugh, knowing exactly where she got that from.

Her father would always say it about himself; you know he’s come to tell Sena that she’s as pretty as many things, too - flowers, for one. And especially the moon.

“Now, could you help eomma put these inside the vases and count them for me?” You ask, wanting her to practice her numbers whenever she can.

She nods ecstatically and places the one she’s holding inside the glass container. You give her a piece right after doing so, counting with her as she goes.

“23!” She squeals, smiling brightly as she refuses to put away the supposed last stem. “I did it, eomma!”

“You did, my sweet little girl,” you say, booping her nose before giving her a kiss. “Now, appa said there should be 24 in here so there’s one missing. Let me just call the shop and make sure, okay?”

You’re about to search up the store’s number when your phone rings, the photo of Sena pulling Jin’s hair while he winces in pain appearing on the screen.

You greet your husband with a smile and it widens once you see it matches yours. He loves his job but being apart is always the hardest; you know he looks forward to these calls just as much as you do.

“Did you like my surprise? I’m quite the romantic, aren’t I?” He smirks.

“I did, and you are. Quite cocky, too,” you chuckle. “But thank you, love. They’re really beautiful; Sena thinks they’re as pretty as her.”

“She’s obviously prettier but I’m glad she’s learning how to be confident,” he laughs. “How does it look? And can I see her?”

You turn the camera to show him the flowers inside the vases, saying you want to put one in the kitchen and one in your bedroom. Sena says hi to him but is too preoccupied with her rose to have a conversation.

“They do look nice,” he hums in satisfaction.

“Yes. They’re also incomplete,” you inform him. “I’m guessing they should be 2 dozens because of your very on-brand note but they’re just 23. Perhaps the store forgot it?”

“Actually… no,” he hums. “I have the last one here.”

And just as he says, he shows you the 24th stem of rose, velvet red and luscious like the ones in front of you.

“So, uh, why is it with you?” You ask.

“I thought I deserved one, too, since I’m part of the reason why you’re a mother,” he shrugs, causing you to laugh exasperatedly because sometimes, you really don’t know why you married this man.

“I’m kidding, babe,” he laughs now, enjoying your slightly annoyed face. “I mean, that’s true but I just wanted another bit of surprise.”

“The surprise being that I expected 24 but only got 23 because you’re such a pain in the ass?”

“Not in front of our child!” He gasps dramatically. “But no, not really. I want you to look forward to something when I arrive in a few days.”

“Kim Seokjin, you give me a headache everyday but I love you and I always look forward to seeing you. That’s all I need - for you to come home safely and then make it up to me for being away.”

At your words, he blushes. He can’t deny that much as he hates having to leave his family regularly because of his job, he does enjoy the welcome home sex you both have every time.

“And I will, I promise,” he smiles softly now. “I just felt like being dramatic, that’s all.”

“Oh, I’m not surprised,” you playfully shake your head. “But thank you again. You know I love being a mother and a big reason is you. You make it so fun and so fulfilling. Sena’s just as lucky to have you as her father.”

You don’t miss the longing in his eyes. You know it’s times like now when he feels bad because he thinks he’s away too much, leaving you to take care of Sena on your own. You always understood what’s required of him, and you never complained; being with your daughter is an adventure on its own, and you want nothing more than for your husband to know that despite all the challenges of parenthood and of his job, you don’t want anything else other than the life you both have now. He makes up for everything all the time; sometimes more.

“Well, I’ve got a meeting to prepare for,” he says guiltily. “I’ll call you again, okay? And don’t worry, the last rose will be even prettier than those because I’ll hand deliver it to you.”

You get another laugh in before giving the phone to Sena who now wants to tell him about your morning at the park, and much as you know that Jin absolutely needs to prepare for his meeting tonight, there’s no doubt that he’d give all his attention to his daughter when she asks for it.

It’s another half hour before you and your daughter finally put down the phone, and the scent of the flowers overtaking your home reminds you that no matter the distance, Jin will always be around to remind you how love is supposed to feel like.

You mentally count the days until your husband gets home, wanting nothing more than to feel the warmth of his hug and his expert hands massaging the sore parts of your body. You love product evaluations, but you spend too much time on your feet; your brain goes overdrive that headaches are immediate and constant.

Two more nights and you’ll get to see him again, you sigh to yourself. You decide to give your team another break, knowing that this is mentally draining for them as well. You remove your coat and head towards your office, wanting to sneak in a power nap before getting back to work.

Your eyes widen once you get to your desk and see a red rose laying on top of it. It’s bigger, more luscious, deeper in color and somehow more majestic than the ones you received 3 days ago. You inhale its scent and smile dreamily, knowing that Jin really made sure to give you something breathtakingly beautiful like this.

“You like it?”

Your husband’s voice causes you to curse in surprise, even more when you turn around to see him leaning by the wall.

“Oh god, Jin. You scared me,” you scowl, prompting him to laugh.

“Thought I’d surprise you,” he shrugs, closing the door then flicking the switch that shuts your blinds for privacy.

He stands in the middle of the room, donned in a black 3-piece suit with his hands in his pockets, looking stunning as always.

“Well, I was surprised. I thought you won’t be back until the weekend,” you say.

“One meeting was canceled so I just moved up the other one so I could get home right away,” he explains, walking towards you now.

You mindlessly step back until you’re leaning on the edge of your table, ultimately getting caged by him. He smells so good, and he might’ve just come from a flight but your husband looks fresh and gorgeous, unlike you who probably reeks of onion and spices.

“I spent Mother’s Day away from you and I wanted to make it up to you as soon as possible,” he continues, his eyes turning lustful as he inches closer to you.

“Well you could, back home,” you chuckle, swallowing hard as you see him eye your lips.

“I could also do it now,” he counters, smirking before he crashes his mouth onto yours, his soft lips and skillful tongue rendering you speechless and pliant.

You submit immediately, moaning against his lips until you catch yourself and pull back. He doesn’t relent though, as he takes the chance to move down your neck, staying there so he could plant open-mouthed kisses all over it.

“Jin,” you moan, missing the way he feels, especially with his hand sneaking around your waist to pull you closer. “I know you run this company but, uh, we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“My father won’t fire me,” he hums against your skin.

“He could,” you answer back, drawing in a breath once he hits that sensitive spot of yours. “Or he could fire me. Or both of us. You’ll never know.”

Jin doesn’t want to argue. He also knows you’re right. You’ve both never been bold at the office, not wanting to take advantage of either of your positions to do something clearly unprofessional, so he pulls back, only to lean his forehead against yours, his nose tenderly caressing yours.

“I just missed you. But yes, I should stop. And do everything I want to do to you back home.”

“That would be preferable,” you laugh, softly kissing his lips before you fix his wrinkled suit.

“The rose is beautiful, Jin. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It’s a different variety and it stood out to me when I dropped by the store earlier.”

“I’m sure Sena would love this, too.”

He smiles at the thought of your daughter. He’s missed her terribly, too. He called last night and she read him one of her books. She couldn’t read everything so she made up her own fairytale and it was the most adorable thing. It seemed like a normal occurrence to you, though. It may seem sad, but he thinks it’s special that you let him experience the joy of being a parent on his own without forcing it, without making him feel like he’s lacking or missing out on too many things. Sena adores you, but she adores him just as much. You’re a superwoman in so many ways and he really lucked out in marrying you.

“So, I have this conference in LA in 3 weeks. I was thinking maybe you and Sena can join me? We can extend the trip to spend a few days in Disneyland,” he says. “She’s probably big enough for a long-haul flight, yeah?”

“She is,” you smile, liking the sound of joining him for a business trip with your daughter. “I think she’d love that.”

“Okay, good,” he smiles. “I had Yoongi buy a Minnie Mouse headband when we were in Japan so we could surprise her.”

“Are you serious? I’m sure he cussed you out when you asked him to.”

“Well, he actually had a free day and decided to go there himself,” Jin hums.

“Well of course. Dara loves Disneyland,” you laugh, feeling giddy at how Yoongi had softened because of your best friend.

“Ah, I should’ve known,” Jin laughs. “It’s what gave me the idea so I had him buy some stuff. Now I can’t wait to tell Sena.”

“She’ll be so excited, love. And thank you, again,” you say, glancing at the rose before pulling him for a kiss. “I hope you know I’m a good mother because you’re an amazing partner. I can’t do this without you.”

“Yah, stop being so sweet to me or else I’m gonna want another baby!”

You stare at him in shock but his pouty face tells you he seems serious.

“That’s a conversation for another day, yeah?” You manage to say, not having considered having another child this soon.

But later on when you both get home and he peppers Sena with kisses, and when he surprises her with the news, and when he falls asleep with her lying on top of his chest after he’d just sang her her favorite lullaby, you start to think that maybe having another little one wouldn’t be so bad.

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ahundredtimesover · 7 months

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Watching jin monthly message always sparks idea in my head 🥹 like imagine tlods jin attending an online meeting at home and little sena would pop in to say hello and see what appa's doing or yoongi or his employee popping in to see sena while he's facetiming oc and sena while on a business trip 🥰🥰

A/N: Anything we get from Jin is a special one! I hope you enjoy this 🥰

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“I don’t find the report adequate,” CEO Kim says. “They’re probably downplaying how bad it is so Seokjin, I’ll need you to fly to there and assess the damage. Evaluate the managers and leads while you’re there, too.”

“Yes, sir. When do you want me to—”

Seokjin stops at the sound of his office door slowly creaking open, immediately knowing it’s his daughter paying him a visit. You’re right behind, mouthing an I’m sorry, even though there’s nothing to apologize for. It’s Saturday night after all; this is his time with you and your daughter but a mess up at distribution with the US office prompted this emergency meeting that he couldn’t get out of, cutting short your movie night.

“Appa!” Sena says, yawning as she does. She walks towards him and climbs up to sit on his lap, uncaring of what her father is doing. “I’m sleepy.”

Seokjin worriedly looks up at the screen and shyly smiles, thankful that the meeting is at least with family who wouldn’t mind this little disruption.

“Hey, Princess. I thought you were asleep already. Sorry that appa can’t be with you right now.”

“I can’t sleep,” she pouts, curling in his arms. “I want appa to sing.”

“Ah. That's what you need to fall asleep, hmm?” He asks, cupping her fluffy cheeks.

She nods adorably, making him incredibly weak. You walk inside his office, ready to take the little one away but Seokjin shakes his head, saying it’s okay, so you stand by the door and watch your daughter make herself comfortable in her father’s embrace.

“Okay. I’ll just finish this meeting and then I can sing you a lullaby. Is that okay, Princess?”

“Okay,” she smiles, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck.

Seokjin proceeds to ask when he’s expected to fly out, and at the sound of the older man’s voice, Sena turns towards the screen with a wide smile on her face.

“Harabeoji!” She squeals, excitedly saying hi to her grandfather.

“Hello, darling,” he chuckles, loving the sweet way his granddaughter calls him. “I’m sorry I’m taking appa’s time away from you. We’ll be done soon, okay?”

“Okay!” She hums, scooting closer towards the screen. “Tete-ah! Yoongi-ah!” She squeals again, earning her laughter and amused greetings from the men she refuses to call uncle. “Hi!”

“Hi, Sena!” Yoongi and Taehyung say in unison.

Not wanting to prolong the meeting, Seokjin proceeds, noting the trip he has to make in a few days and sighing in disappointment at the amount of time he has to be away again. He tries not to show it, agreeing instead to everything his father says.

Sena yawns again and Seokjin tries not to mind it, even when she constantly shifts on his lap, and even when - in her boredom - she turns to him and starts squishing his cheeks, something she'd definitely seen you do. You're no longer by the door and he has to keep himself from laughing and peppering Sena with kisses in adoration. Instead, he gently takes her hands, kisses them, and then shifts her to sit upright and facing front again, hugging her now to keep her in place. She doesn't fuss around, leaning on his chest as if in obedience, and stays put.

The elder Mr. Kim watches in awe. Virtual meetings were not a thing during his time, but he does remember keeping his house office room's door closed when he had to work, knowing either way that none of his kids would dare enter, or ask him to sing lullabies, or ask him to spend time with them, or even bother. Taehyung's kids have made appearances during meetings, too, and as a man who's lived as long as he has, he realizes that one thing all 3 of his children did not take from him is prioritization of their work 24/7, and it's something he's happy about. He's seen how all of his grandchildren adore their parents and are unapologetic and uncaring in asking for their time and attention. Seokjin, Sejeong, and Taehyung didn't grow up that way, perhaps always knowing their place in their parents' lives. But the way his children treat their own children makes him think of the kind of love he wishes he'd shown them; his only consolation is that the little ones extend that love to their grandparents as well.

"We should wrap up this meeting," CEO Kim says. "It's late and someone needs their appa."

"Thank you, father," Seokjin says. "Yoongi will arrange my trip and Taehyung will be the OIC for the week that I'm away."

"Make that 2 weeks," the older man says. "And make that a trip for 3. I take too much of your time away from your family and you and ___ should have a well-deserved short break after all your hard work. I'm sure Sena would love the parks and beaches of California, yes?"

"She would," Seokjin smiles. "She'd love the food, too."

"I'm sure," his father says. "Taehyung can take Hyun-a and the kids to his London trip next month and get a week off as well."

"Thanks, father," Taehyung says now. "But yeah, I'll hold the fort while hyung is away. We'll figure this out."

"Okay, good. Now, all of you go back to your respective families. I'll see you at work on Monday," their father says.

They say their goodbyes, with Sena having life injected back in her when she waves them goodnight. Her yawn is Seokjin's cue that he really needs to get to her bed, so he carries her and walks her back to their bedroom a few doors away, knowing that on most weekends, she prefers sleeping in between you and him.

He lays her down and you awaken, smiling sleepily at the pouty face of the little one who definitely tried to stay up waiting for her father. She might never outgrow the daddy's girl label, you think.

"She was about to doze off when she realized you hadn't come back to bed," you say softly, tucking Sena under the covers. "She'll only ever have you sing her to sleep."

"Thank heavens for my beautiful voice, then," Seokjin chuckles, before proceeding to hum the tune of her favorite lullaby.

He proceeds to sing softly, his heart warming at the content smile of his daughter as she slowly drifts to sleep. As always, her arms and legs are spread out, and you embrace her like you often do so she could feel your warmth before she escapes to dreamland.

Sena falls asleep shortly after, and Seokjin kisses her forehead as a goodnight before he turns to you.

"Father didn't seem to mind that she was there when we were meeting," he says.

"Obviously. That's her granddaughter," you exclaim.

"Yeah, but you know him. He's a family man but when it comes to work, there should be no distractions," he explains. "Tae and Sejeong and I only ever stepped foot in the office once we knew how to behave whereas this princess over here demands to go there because she wants to see where you and I spend time at when we're not with her," he laughs, remembering that time when she had a tantrum and Mrs. Kang had called because the little one wanted to see both of you on a Wednesday morning. "She colors when she sits in meetings, greets everyone like she's the president, and walks around the office like she owns the place."

"She kinda does," you laugh. "But I get it. Your father's just not used to it, I guess. But things have changed. And you and Tae are showing that you're dedicated to your children and that they're as much a part of your life as work is. You're a father and a husband, too. Showing Sena that you could be good at your job while still being there for her means a lot, love. It shows her that she's not second to your responsibilities. And I love you for that."

"I love you for that, too," he responds, taking your hand and kissing it. "I think it's pretty cool that she's developing an interest in food because she gets to see us work."

"She could also pull a Sejeong and do something different," you point out. "But that would be cool, too."

"It would," he smiles. "But speaking of responsibilities, I do have to go to San Francisco to deal with that distribution mess. I leave on Wednesday."

"Oh, okay," you reply, your smile fading, something you hope he doesn't pick up but he does. "I'll have to prep this little one then."

"No need to," he says, surprising you. "You and Sena could come, and I'll have a week off so we can go around. Father said so. I think seeing her be as clingy as she is prompted him to give me a break. So yeah, I'm glad she uncaringly came over and stayed with me for the rest of the meeting."

"Ah, that's great then," you smile, suddenly excited for the week. "I'm sure Director Oh wouldn't mind if I spent 2 weeks away on break, too."

"She wouldn't. She can't, not when I'm her boss."

"Of course. Using your position for our greater good," you laugh. "But thank father for me, too. Spending time with you and Sena is definitely what I need."

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ahundredtimesover · 9 months

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Mimiii why can i see the tlods family doing this?? 🥹 since you said that sutan reminded you of sena and i also can see little sena always saying she loves both her parents too 😭

A/N: Uhm, because they totally would! 🥹🥹 This was so adorable (plsss the way Sutan is so whipped for her parents the way they are for her. Their dogpiles and hugs when they're in hotels are so soft and something this chaotic Kim family would do.) I hope you enjoy this one. 🥰 Pls also check #Extras:TLODS for the previous drabbles!

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"Appa, eomma!"

Sena's sing-song voice echoes through the hallway, and though barely awake, you hear the slow squeaking of the door opening and her little footsteps tapping on your wooden floor.

She's still in that age where she's constantly seeking you and Seokjin, and while you wouldn't trade that for anything in the world, her tendencies of just walking into your room at any time of the day have left you and your husband in some precarious situations. Growing up to be independent, she knows that when she needs you, she could just enter your room and announce what she wants.

"Appa, eomma!" She repeats.

Seokjin, also still half asleep as he faces you with his arm over your waist, nudges you. "Hey, she's calling you."

"She called you first," you counter, your eyes still closed.

"Appaaaaa! Eomaaaa!"

"See, you're her first thought," you giggle. At your husband's low groan, you add, "that's what you get for making her say appa all the time."

It's true, but you also know that Sena is a daddy's girl through and through, and you absolutely love it that she is.

Seokjin releases a deep breath, ready to respond to her daughter's sweet calls for her parents but giving himself just a few more seconds before giving in. He can feel the light pull of the covers, knowing that the little one continues trying to get their attention.

"She's pulling my toes now," he chuckles, no longer surprised at her antics. He also knows she got that from him. "But we gotta tell her to stop doing that, though. One of us could end up kicking her if we're caught off-guard."

"Jin, just get her please," you whine.

"Sena," Seokjin calls, prompting the little girl to run to his side of the bed.

"Appa, appa!"

"Hey there, princess," he says, lifting her from the floor and placing her in between him and you. "Good morning. Why are you awake already?"

She ignores his question and glances at you before asking, "is eomma still asleep?"

"No, she's just pretending to sleep. Eomma's lazy."

At his words, you rise from the covers and give Sena a big hug, earning you the softest giggle while you glare at your laughing husband.

"I was going to surprise you, princess," you half-lie, nuzzling her neck and kissing her cheek. "What does my baby want?"

"Appa, eomma, I want to go camping!" She announces, opening the book that she brought with her and pointing at the picture on the page. "I want to go here."

You and Seokjin look at each other, both quite inexperienced in the field but you go along with her idea.

"Sure, princess," he says first. "Where should we go? Maybe eomma knows."

"Why are you passing it to me?" You frown.

"I didn't go camping as a child. What would I know?" He replies.

"Right. You had a boring childhood."

"Excuse me. We played golf and went fishing on the weekends," he argues.

"Exactly."

He's about to answer back when Sena gets your attention and repeats what she wants to do.

"Okay, princess," you take charge, searching for campsites on your phone to appease her for now. You can figure out the logistics later. “Do you want to go here?”

She frowns at the photo of a lake that you show. “That’s not camping. This is camping,” she insists. “I want to go here.”

You check the page of the book she’s holding and nudge your husband.

“Love, she wants to go inside a tent.”

Seokjin chuckles, loving the simple-mindedness of his daughter at this specific moment. He’s also thankful that it’s a request he can easily address and make happen this very weekend.

“Okay, Princess. We’re going camping tonight,” he says, his heart melting at Sena’s wide eyes and excited face. “You’ll help me and eomma set up okay?”

“Yes!” She squeals, kissing his cheek then yours.

It’s a usual sight - weekend mornings with her in between you two, hugs and kisses until you all get hungry, and laughter in between. Even with your tired mind and body, this is a moment you’ll always treasure, one that you’ll never tire of having.

It takes a while, but Seokjin manages to buy all the things he needs for camping at your house’s front lawn. He’d asked Jungkook for help to go shopping, dragging the younger man out of his bed at 10AM on a Saturday and bribing him with a hearty lunch. But they manage, and Seokjin returns home with a fully-loaded trunk of materials for tonight’s camping.

You greet him in awe, as he starts piling them on the lawn. He’d promised you’ll all set up, and even if he knows he’ll be doing most of it, it’s still incredibly special to watch Sena hold onto the pegs while he sets up the tent and then arrange the floor pillows at your request for the lounge area.

It takes hours, with some snacks and her afternoon nap in between, but you all make it in time for the sunset. You sit in between Seokjin’s legs while Sena is cradled in your arms. Your husband makes sure he holds her hand, though, and cuddled under the soft blanket with the crackling sound of the fire pit near you, it almost feels like actual camping, just without the pretty views and the scent of the trees.

But this will make do, you think. If it’s something Sena enjoys, actual camping will definitely be on your list of family trips to make.

Seokjin surprises you by bringing a stone pot and then cooking over fire. This, at least, is something he definitely knows how to do. You and Sena watch in amusement as he cooks rice and stew on the pot. She enjoys it when he throws the foil-covered apples on the open fire and then unwrapping it to make an apple crumble dessert.

You teach her how to cook the marshmallow over fire and then sandwich it with chocolate in between graham crackers, and the mess you all make prompt you to clean up and take a shower before heading inside your comfy tent.

Seokjin and Jungkook did great in choosing these camping equipment. The tent is sturdy, and while your husband had never done it before, you know he’s just wired to figure out how to do it correctly. The sleeping mattress and pillows are all soft, and the blanket gives the extra warmth you need amidst all the hugs.

This definitely wasn’t how you imagined the day was going to go when you woke up this morning, but it’s everything you dream about and more.

You practice numbers with Sena by alternating with Seokjin on giving her kisses on her cheek, tickling her at the end of 30, her infectious laughter echoing inside the tent. She’s joyful and sweet and every perfect thing in the world.

“Thank you, appa. Thank you, eomma,” she says, followed by a yawn that lets you know she’ll fall asleep very soon. “I love you.”

You and your husband kiss her once more and hug her tightly, whispering your words of love as she falls asleep, and then sigh in relief for being able to pull this off.

You’ve had to turn down some of her requests in the past, like that time she wanted to go back to Disneyland that very day, or when she wanted to see Kung Fu Panda to show him the karate moves that her uncle Jungkook taught her. But today, she wanted this - to sleep with you in a tent, to enjoy food and laughter, to be sandwiched with all the love that she dares ask for because she knows she’ll get it.

“You’re so amazing, love,” you whisper to Seokjin as you extend your arm to grip his waist. “Thank you for doing this for her.”

“Well, I knew I had to make up for being away last weekend,” he sighs. “Thank you for holding the fort when I’m not around.”

“We do pretty amazing at this parenting thing,” you smile, sleep slowly overtaking you as well.

“Nah, you’re alright,” he teases, earning him a pinch on the ear.

“I’m kidding,” he says, leaning over to kiss your lips. “You’re amazing, love. I can’t imagine doing this with anyone else.”

#seokjin fluff #Extras:TLODS

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OC biting jin's cheeks as her stress ball is so cute 🥹 imagine jin going to a meeting the next day with bite marks on his cheeks and it got his board member concerned "mr president what happened to your cheek?" And seokjin wouldn't know how to explain 🤣 also it made me remember about seokjin's bread cheeks smile! Imagine sena inherited his bread cheeks and it's definitely OC's weakness 😂 jin and sena would often use their bread cheeks smile to charm OC to ask for something she wouldn't let them do 🥰

P.s : sorry for the long asks, i love my tlods family a bit too much 🥹

Sena definitely has her father’s bread cheeks! And OC can’t get enough of them, too. 🥹

“Eomma, what are you doing?” Sena asks, giggling as you bite her bread cheeks with your lips.

It’s something she inherited from her father and she’s probably learning now that’s it’s her mother’s weakness as well.

It’s a Sunday morning and like always, Sena found her way in between you and your husband, asking for cuddles and you went right in and gave her multiple kisses until your lips found their way to her cheeks and you haven’t been able to stop since. Seokjin is laying on his side, laughing as he watches you. You’re still stressed, he can tell. His cheeks are at least getting a break, which is good; he couldn’t exactly give a proper answer during their Friday meeting as to why his face is a little red. It’s not like he can say that his wife - who was seated across from him - has a biting kink; you’d probably divorce him right then and there.

“Appa,” she calls for you now. “What is she doing?”

“Eomma’s teething, Princess,” he says. “She’s regressing.”

“She’s what?” She manages to ask in between her squeals.

He doesn’t want to annoy you today so he drops it.

“She’s just tired from work and you make her happy,” he smiles, prompting you to look up at him and do the same. “And she loves your adorable cheeks and you got them from me! You know, she fell in love with me because of them.”

“False,” you say.

“I mean, she fell in love with me because of my perfect face and my cheeks are a part of that,” he counters. “Appa’s handsome, right princess?”

“Yes! Appa is the most handsome person in the world!” Sena announces, earning her a laugh from both of you.

You finally let her go and lie down next to her, cradling her as she lies in between.

“I want to go to the park,” she says, looking at you then at her father. “Please?”

“Hmm, can we go another day, Princess? I’m a little tired today,” you ask regretfully. You were up all night trying to figure out your recipe and you haven’t had proper rest.

Instead of pouting like you expected her to do, she flashed a cutesy smile that shows off her cheeks. You doubt she realizes what she’s doing, but you suppose that she picked up that her father always smiles at you when he wants something, and she’s definitely taking tips from him.

Seokjin sees his daughter’s antics. It’s hard to say no to her when you both promised that you’d spend time with her as much as possible, as much as she wants. You both get home late during some nights; his business trips continue as well. He sees your guilty look, and he knows you’ll give in soon, but he wants to give you another reason to agree. So he pulls Sena next to him and whispers in her ear.

“Smile like appa,” he says, and she follows suit, the matching smiles definitely melting the knots in your body.

“Wait, stay like that,” you say, pushing their faces closer together so their adorable cheeks are touching and you get your phone, snapping a photo.

You replace your current wallpaper - a picture of the three of you in the tent after “camping” the other week - with this one; you know it’ll lift your spirits up any day.

“Fine, you two. Let’s have some breakfast and then we can head to the park. Eomma wants hugs in return, though,” you say.

And right on cue, Seokjin and Sena lay on top of you, peppering you with kisses that keep you laughing and gasping for air. When you’re finally released and Sena runs off to Mrs. Kang to tell her you’re all having pancakes, you curl under the blanket for a good few seconds and prepare yourself for a long day.

“Don’t worry, love. Your boss gives you permission to come to work late tomorrow,” Seokjin hums, kissing your forehead.

“Ah, my sweet husband,” you coo. “This is definitely the second reason why I fell in love with you.”

“So the first is really my face, huh?” He smirks.

“Nah, it’s because you’re rich.”

#seokjin fluff #Extras:TLODS

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Can I request a TLODs drabble when jin comes home from a trip and finds both his girls flopped up on the play mat/nursery.. He kinda ignores the wife to rile her up and only lavishes Sena with all his attention and the OC gets majorly jealous and he spends a lot of time... Mollifying her 😏🤭

tags/warnings: smut, breastfeeding; Jin is a brat (happy birthday, to the WWH!)

A/N: This is a little longer than usual so pls check #Extras:TLODS for the previous drabbles!

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“Hmm, about time you called.”

Seokjin’s voice is a little dry, whiny. His eyebrows are furrowed when he greets you on the screen, not so different from the tired look you have on.

You know he’s exhausted, too. Every time he flies anywhere, he makes sure to schedule meetings while he’s there so that he doesn’t need to stay any longer than he should, and that means having extremely full days everyday. It means you get to see him sooner, but it also means barely getting a proper phone call in.

“I’m sorry, love,” you sigh. “The teams presented the entire day and I got home to a cranky Sena because she wanted milk. How was your day?”

“Incomplete. My wife didn’t send a voice message,” he huffs.

One thing you’ve come to learn about your husband is that he’s quite the brat, and a dramatic one at that. He’s pretty needy, too. He showers you with so much love and affection. While he uses all 5 love languages on you - 6, if you count sex - all he wants is your attention.

He wants your kisses first thing in the morning and the last thing at night; a voice message or photo of you if he’s away. Especially now with the little one as another person he misses, Seokjin bugs you constantly about video calling so he can see her, too.

“It’s 10PM, Jin. I only got to properly settle in now,” you chuckle, used to your husband being like this. He’s especially clingy when he’s stressed with work, even more so when you’re apart. “And this princess kept looking for you. If I called when she was still awake, she wouldn't let me put the phone down, and you’d have to sing her lullabies until she fell asleep.”

“Aww, my princess,” he coos, his face turning into that adorable version of a man who’s completely smitten by his daughter. “I miss her so much. Sometimes I can’t believe she’s as attached to me as she is, you know? Remember when she was born and she kept crying whenever I came close?”

“It’s because you kept making funny faces, Jin,” you laugh, recalling the day she came into the world.

You felt so exhausted after pushing her out. You finally held her after the doctors cleaned her up and the first thing your husband thought to do after crying out of joy was to make stupid faces, which obviously scared the little one. It took a week before she finally warmed up to him; all he had to do was sing.

“Thought it’d make a good first impression. I didn’t think this face was capable of scaring anyone,” he shrugs. “But was she really looking for me?”

“Always. She kept calling for appa, and then started pinching my lips to get me to sing and when I did, she started crying,” you pout this time to your husband’s entertainment.

“The queen has spoken; you should never sing again,” he chuckles. “So what got her to fall asleep?”

“This,” you say, lowering the camera to show a sleeping Sena holding onto your left breast, her mouth only barely sucking your nipple. You’re her pacifier at this point, and it’s no surprise it’s what finally calmed her down. You’ve relied on pumped milk the past few weeks, and as you thought that she’s slowly easing out of feeding from you, it turns out that it’s what she’s been needing. “I was also telling her some random bedtime story and then there, she fell asleep!”

“She probably thought it’s nothing like appa’s singing,” Jin says, hurting at the thought of constantly being away from both of you. He tries his best to leave as little as possible, but being the company’s President means being ready to leave anytime. It’s truly his least favorite thing.

“It isn’t. But look, she’s so comfortable,” you continue, angling the camera to show Sena’s perfect little sleeping face, but you end up showing more of your breast than her.

“Nice tits” is what your husband replies.

“Stop sexualizing my breast,” you groan. “I’m literally feeding our child.”

“And I was literally doing that the other night,” he smirks, flustering you. Something about fatherhood made Jin a little more… forward, bold. “She does look comfortable. I mean, I would know.”

He says the last bit with fake bitterness, making you laugh. “You can’t possibly be jealous of our daughter.”

“Oh, not at all,” he shakes his head. “Just glad that she got to fall asleep in her mother’s soft chest and soothing voice, you know? One I waited to hear the entire day.”

“Kim Seokjin, you’re a needy brat,” you say, giggling still.

“Oh, you know I am.”

Friday evening couldn’t come any sooner. After video calling with your husband last night and him calling this morning to say that he’s got a full day before his afternoon flight back to Seoul, you just couldn’t wait for him to come home. He apologizes every time, saying that he hates leaving you to hold the fort on your own when he’s gone.

You obviously miss him much more now whenever he’s away, mostly because you both have found a routine with Sena every night - cooking in the kitchen, bath time, and then cuddling her to sleep. Doing it alone isn’t just exhausting, it’s also not the same without your husband making your daughter laugh the way only he can. The way he’s so gentle yet carefree with her is incredibly attractive; Seokjin when he’s enamored is a sight to behold.

You’re currently in the living room with Sena, sitting on the playmat while BabyBus plays on TV. She’s tinkering with her music toy box, squealing when it makes sounds, and your heart melts whenever she looks up at you to show you what she’s done.

“That’s right, my little princess. Good job, honey,” you smile, kissing her tiny nose.

You check your phone for the time. Seokjin should be home by now. He messaged when he landed and it shouldn’t take long for him to get here.

Right on cue, the door opens and up comes your husband, still dashing in his charcoal slacks and rolled up black buttoned-polo. He calls for Sena and right on cue as well, her eyes light up.

“Appa!” She quickly throws away her toy and stands up in wobbly legs. “Appa, appa!”

“Hey, princess,” he squeals back, taking her in his arms for a tight hug. “I missed you so much.”

He peppers her face with kisses, causing her to emit that sweet, infectious laugh that she definitely got from her father, and your heart melts seeing her just as smitten as he is with her.

You stand up to join them and look at your husband who doesn’t seem to be looking at you. “Hey, what about me?”

He turns to you with furrowed brows, the same from last night, and then gives you a quick peck on the cheek.

“That’s it?” You pout.

“Yes,” he glares. “Princess, appa got you something.”

Seokjin takes her to the study-turned-playroom where Mr. Lim arrives with a large, brown paper-wrapped box that’s almost twice as big as Sena. You follow, eyes wide and questioning, wondering what Jin bought your daughter again.

She basically just jumps around while Seokjin unwraps the box, and your jaw drops to see a fancy, toy kitchen play set - complete with actual counter space, a working sink, an oven that dings, an “electric” countertop, and a refrigerator. There’s an array of pots and food as well. Both men start assembling it, and Sena’s eyes remain like yours - big and much in awe.

“Love, where did you get this?”

“I had it custom-made in Japan. One of our clients is in contact with a toy maker and I drew this up. It’s gorgeous, isn’t it?” He smiles proudly.

It’s mostly wood with plastic furnishing; definitely top quality with a child-friendly and refreshing design.

“It’s stunning, but isn’t this a little too early? I mean, toy kitchens this elaborate are usually for 4-year olds. Sena is just 18 months.”

“Well, we started early,” he reasons.

“Yeah, and this became the only path we knew,” you counter.

“Because we fell in love with food! And come on, cooking is an essential life skill. Sena’s gonna learn how to cook at some point.”

“Yeah, but not when she’s barely 2,” you say. “What if she wants to be an astronaut? Or a scientist? Or a race car driver?”

“Then we’ll get a spaceship built for her. Or her own lab. Actually, I’m gonna ask the toy dude to make her a Lamborghini like mine, what do you think?”

“I think… you might overwhelm her,” you respond. “Look, her playroom is literally filled with toys that are all too stimulating. Great options, definitely, but too much. She’s been enjoying playing with us, and let’s savor that until she starts growing too fast and spends all her time here.”

“Fine,” he sighs. You’re right. You always are. “We’ll get something made once she shows more interest in something more specific. She’s got perfect genes anyway so I’m sure she’ll be good at it. But… can the kitchen stay? I really think it’s essential.”

“It can,” you laugh. “Now that’s settled, can I get something more than a peck on the cheek?”

“Hmm… I didn’t get you anything from Japan, sorry.” He shrugs and takes Sena in his arms again then walks back to the living room.

You gasp, following him out. “Hey, you know what I mean,” you cross your arms and pout. “Sena’s not the only one who missed you.”

“Oh really? Who else would miss this needy brat?” He glares at you. “And why didn’t she call yesterday?”

You gasp again. “Are you purposely annoying me because I called late last night?”

“Is that something that a needy bratty husband would do?” He arches an eyebrow.

“Yes.”

“You’re right, so deal with it,” he sticks his tongue out. Sometimes you really think you’re raising two kids.

You gasp once more, much more dramatically this time the way he usually does.

“Yah, you’re so dramatic,” he says.

“You’re rubbing off on me,” you counter, and he answers by mocking you. You’re used to this; you and Jin banter like teenagers sometimes and you like to think that this is him, feeling carefree and loose with you, which you remind yourself that he didn’t really experience growing up. He’s always told you that you’re the only person who ever made him feel this way, who ever let him be this way.

“Appa, appa!” Sena calls out to him again, playing with his lips to signal that she wants him to sing to her.

“You ready for bed, my princess?” He coos, facing her as she sits comfortably in his arms. “Let’s give you a bath and then I can put you to sleep. What do you say?”

“Appa, sleep!” She replies, prompting Seokjin to smile and give her another kiss on her cheek.

“Gee, that’s like the hundredth kiss she got in the last half hour,” you say, glaring at your husband.

“You can’t possibly be jealous of our daughter,” he gasps this time, definitely mocking your line from last night.

“Kim Seokjin, I will—” you stop yourself, mirroring his furrowed brows. “Fine. I hope she poops her smelliest poop ever.”

“Hey, that’s really mean.”

Seokjin settles with wiping Sena who’s too sleepy for a bath, and you prepare her clothes while waiting. There are no smelly poops, but there’s a needy little girl who just wants to hear her father sing. You kiss her goodnight after dressing her up, leaving her with your husband to sing her lullabies until she falls asleep.

Surprisingly, all it took was one. Sena probably had a long day of playing around and staying up, and Seokjin is half glad that she finally gets to rest, although he did hope for more time with her. But on the other end, he could at least make it up to you after his little stint.

It’s no secret that he likes to rile you up. His roles as the company’s president and as the first son take so much from him, requiring him to be his best at all times. There’s barely any room for playing around, for laughing, for being naughty and loose. But he gets to do all that with you without fear of judgment, and it’s one of the reasons why he fell for you as hard as he did - it takes someone special to make him feel comfortable enough to be playful and carefree, and to be all that with him as well.

You’re used to his antics. You have your moments, too, and those usually involve clinging to him in bed or in the shower, and that’s caused him to be almost late to meetings a few times. It’s safe to say that you both like to bicker and annoy each other; it’s the breath of fresh air for perfectionists like both of you. It’s ironically the calm from the storm that is your work. And there’s nothing like making up after all of it.

As Seokjin is about to do that making up bit, he finds your shared bedroom empty. You’re not lying in bed, waiting for him, and you’re not in the bathroom either. He heads to the living room at the sound of the TV on, and there he finds you lying on the couch, surfing channels until you find one that you deem good enough.

“You’re here,” he says, nudging your thigh with his knee.

“Oh, so now you’re looking for me?” You glare at him.

“Nah, not really,” he teases.

You kick his thigh and he catches your foot, laughing at you whining when he starts to tickle it.

“I’m kidding. Of course I’m looking for you,” he smirks, sitting on the couch now with your legs on his lap. “It was 4 days without you. Even if it was just one, I’d still be looking for you.”

“Then why are you being annoying?”

“Because…” he starts, removing your legs now so he can make space for himself on top of you. He hovers over you and starts caressing your cheek. “I just wanted to rile you up a little bit.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s fun,” he hums, kissing your neck now, and you angle it to give him more access. “Because you didn’t leave me a voice message yesterday when you said you would,” he mumbles, his lips now on your jaw. “And because I’ve always wanted to try angry sex.”

At the last bit, you chuckle. This man really is out to test your patience. So you fight back.

“That’s if you’ll even get any sex tonight, you jerk.”

It doesn’t faze him though, as his lips continue on its path to your lips, nibbling yours before his tongue enters, and your mind easily goes hazy. It’s what kissing Seokjin makes you feel - like you’re hypnotized, completely surrendered to his luscious flesh and the way they work against yours.

“Oh, I will,” confidently hums, seeing as how your body starts to seek him, with your back arching and your mouth capturing his in another impassioned kiss.

“Cocky, aren’t we?” You pant, feeling your cunt soaked at this point.

“Always,” he chuckles, grinding his hardened cock against you.

“Please,” you moan, giving in as you both know you will.

He doesn’t play around this time. He quickly removes his clothes then yours, sliding inside you so easily with no other foreplay needed. Your body needing him is enough to turn him on. Your sounds asking for him to do what he wants are all he needs to get riled up.

He goes slow at the beginning, letting you get used to the stretch, and he watches as your face contorts in pleasure. Once he knows you’ve eased yourself already, he goes hard, thrusting 4 days worth of lack of physical touch and making your mind go even hazier.

There’s purpose in his movements. He wants to make you feel good, as he sucks your breasts before kneeling down so he can play with your clit, too. Your muffled sounds egg him on, knowing that much as this is your house, other people are living in it, and you don’t want them to find you in this position, although Mrs. Kang and Mr. Lim know better than to come up at this time, knowing how you two are.

You’re both deprived, it seems, as your thrusts are sloppy and needy, leading to your orgasms coming one after the other. You moan into your kisses, and this is what home also tastes like - this yearning and desire, this safety in each other’s arms, this knowledge that you can both act like petty adults then laugh about it over sex.

As Seokjin comes down from his high, he settles next to you with a blanket over your bodies. He hugs you and gently kisses your lips.

“I missed you,” he finally says.

“Missed you, too,” you reply.

“You’re amazing at this mom thing, you know? Sena is so well-behaved and loving and sweet,” he says, combing your hair with his fingers. “I’m sorry I leave so much. I don’t wanna miss out on a lot of things, and I don’t want you to keep doing this on your own.”

“I’m not,” you assure him. “Mrs. Kang helps a lot. I just want Sena to get all the affection she can get, something that you give her so much of. So don’t worry, okay? Plus, she’s old enough to go on planes without being a bother. Why not take us one time? Maybe you’ll feel less lonely, too.”

“I like the sound of that,” he smiles into your kiss. Suddenly, he can’t wait for that, for Sena’s first trip, actually. He’ll make sure to find time.

“Good,” you yawn, feeling the tiredness seep in. Your husband’s home, in your arms, and you’re satisfied and secure. “Also… please tell me that you weren’t too petty that you didn’t buy what I asked because I didn’t call.”

He laughs this time. “Don’t worry, the soy sauce and chili oil are in the kitchen. Bought your favorite sake, too.”

“Hmm, did I ever say you’re the best husband ever?”

“I think about once a year.”

“Okay. You’re the best husband ever. I’ll say this again after 12 months.”

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Ahhh mimi the image of cute little sena trying to charm her appa to let her eat dessert is just too cute to handle 😍 jin would try to be stern saying she had to eat her meals first but he just can't deny his princess 🥰🥰 imagine her cute voice saying "appa pweaaase??" acting all cute, He would be putty in no time 😂

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“Appa, I’m hungwee.”

Jin places the lid back on the boiling pot as he waits for the ribs to soften and looks down at the little girl who’s tugging on his shirt, asking for attention. She has her signature pout on, the one she’s learned to master because, well, like you told him once, Sena’s got him wrapped around her little fingers and she eventually figured that out.

“Dinner isn’t ready yet, Princess,” he says, kneeling down. “We have to wait for a little while, okay?”

“But I’m hungwee. And I want cupcake.”

“Princess, that’s for dessert,” he shakes his head. “Didn’t appa say that dessert comes after dinner?”

“Appa also said that when I’m hungwee, I should eat.”

Sena’s pout intensifies, and if it wasn’t for her adorable cheeks that gets poofy when she does this and the adorable way that she can’t say her Rs, Jin would giggle and kiss her nonstop and tickle her to get back at her for being too smart for her own good. But this is his kid, the one he made with you, and she’s bound to be a little stubborn, fierce, and incredibly charming while trying to get her way. Just like you.

“There are tangerines here that you can munch on,” he bargains. “Uncle Yoongi got them for you.”

He takes the fruit from the bowl and starts peeling them. He stops, though, when he sees his daughter’s unchanged reaction.

“But I want cupcake. Pwease, appa? Just a small one.”

“Sena,” he says, only ever calling her by her name when he’s trying to be stern. He tries his hardest to keep a calm face whenever he does this because at any second, he knows he’ll easily give in. “We always eat dessert after dinner, okay? Can you listen to appa this once?”

She doesn’t answer, but she does harden her pout one last time and then turns around to walk away, exaggerating her steps and causing her tiny pigtails to bounce with her.

“Ooh, you’ve angered the queen,” you tease, nudging your husband by the hip. “Good luck with appeasing her later on.”

“No thanks to you,” Jin frowns. “Why didn’t you back me up?”

“Because I already said no to her yesterday when she asked for another toy,” you say. “And I would’ve been on her side. So what if she eats a cupcake before dinner? It’s still food.”

“It’s sweets! Eating it before a proper meal is not a good habit to have!”

“I always got cookies and pies before dinner behind my parents’ backs. I’m not diabetic or anything.”

“Well, I always followed my parents’ rules and we don’t want her to be breaking our rules, do we?” Jin argues.

“Not if they’re silly rules,” you counter. “It’s literally a tiny piece of cupcake, love. Something you made that she enjoys. It won’t hurt her.”

Jin massages his temples. Between the both of you, he’s the one constantly freaking out. You’re so good with her, she follows what you say, and she never seems to ever get upset with you. But like you’ve told him, his relationship with Sena is special - full of silly arguments with tons and tons of hugs and kisses. This is just one of those things that’s gonna be so natural and every bit a part of their incredibly adorable relationship because you’re right - he won’t really be able to say no.

“She hates me,” he pouts now.

“No, she doesn’t. The ribs won’t be ready in another 15 minutes. Go and make it up to her,” you order him, passing him the mini cupcake that he baked because it’s currently her favorite thing to it.

Jin takes it and goes to the living room, trying to see if she went there or to her playroom.

“Princess,” he calls out. “Where are you? I got you something.”

“I’m hiding!” Sena yells to his amusement, now knowing exactly where she is.

He peeks inside the little tent that’s next to the couch. “Hey, Princess. I’m sorry I didn’t give your cupcake. Do you like it a lot?”

She nods, pouty lips and all. “It’s very yummy.”

“If I give you one now, do you promise to finish your dinner later?”

“Yes, appa,” she looks up now, her eyes getting a little brighter.

“Okay. Here you go,” he says, passing the unicorn cupcake to her inside the tent.

The smile she gives turns him into a puddle.

“Thank you!” She squeals, hugging him before she takes the sweets from his hand then proceeds to eat it.

It takes her 4 little bites to finish it, all the while smiling giddily.

“Did you like it?” He asks, wiping the icing off her lips.

“Yes!” She says, kissing his cheek. “I love you, appa!”

The way she looks at him is truly one of those things he treasures the most. It’s no surprise that this is one of his weaknesses. It’s also what prompts him to say, “do you want another one?”

It’s something that she obviously doesn’t pass up on.

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Mimiii has this ever happened to tlods jin & oc? 🤣 like maybe yoongi accidentally caught them hugging or kissing in jin's room?

Not this scene 🤣 WWWSK was the first k-drama I watched as an adult and I’m attached to this show. But actually, this type of scene/vibe fits more with a couple and story I’ve yet to write 🤫

BUT you know what Yoongi will catch TLODS Jin and OC doing?

Yoongi, armed with the files that Seokjin needs to sign off on, routinely knocks on his boss’ door and just like always, enters without second thought. There’s often not much to see - Seokjin is always busy on the phone or typing away or checking out new recipes online. Except today, as Yoongi finds you in his boss’ arms, while you bite his cheeks as if they were bread. And it wouldn’t be the first time.

“Can’t you PDA like a normal couple?” Yoongi groans.

“It’s not PDA when we’re in his room,” you point out, having removed yourself from your husband’s face. “Plus, I’m stressed. I can’t get the level of spice right for the new recipe and I’m tired. I need my stress ball.”

Seokjin merely hums, as his one arm wraps around you while the other holds up a book about spices to spark some ideas that could help you.

“Just an odd kink, that’s all,” the secretary shrugs.

“Don’t talk to me about odd kinks, Min Yoongi. You forget that Dara loses her filter when she’s drunk and horny and you’re away,” you laugh.

“I don’t even wanna know what she told you about me and I won’t deny it but shit does she tell you everything,” he pouts, adorably so, as Dara says all the time.

“Get used to it. I’m like your honorary sister-in-law or something,” you laugh.

Yoongi unamusedly shakes his head then leaves the folder on Seokjin’s desk and proceeds to head out. He knows that despite your joking demeanor, you really are stressed and your husband is the only person you look for whenever you are.

“It’s okay, love. I’ll figure it out,” you sigh once you hear the door close. You wrap your arms around his slender waist and bury your head in his neck. “Thank you.”

“Nah, I’ll keep looking into this,” he responds. “I’ll figure it out, too. That way you won’t be too stressed and biting my cheeks so much. You left a mark the other night, you know?”

You laugh with him even if internally, you feel like crying. But Seokjin always makes things better. Even if he’s stressed himself, he always puts you first, and he’d gladly offer whatever part of his body you need to make you feel better.

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Ahh it's little princess kim sena 😍😍 i can imagine she had her daddy wrapped around her little finger already 😂

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“Love?”

You peek into the nursery right next to your bedroom - the one that you and your husband worked on, with a lot of help from Yoongi and Jungkook - and find Jin still carrying the little one, as if they’re having a staring contest and neither one wants to give in.

“Is everything okay?” You walk closer, getting a glimpse of your daughter’s wide eyes staring back at her father. She’s blinking and trying to reach out for his lips, and Jin pretend-bites her tiny fingers, eliciting lovely sounds from her. “You’ve been at this for a while. I thought you’d fallen asleep with her already.”

“Well, she told me she’d sleep after the second lullaby. I’ve sang her 3 already and she’s still wide awake,” Jin replies, merely chuckling at how he’s so weak for his daughter. He’s got an early flight in the morning and he wanted to wish her goodnight. It turned to a little concert because she kept cooing and babbling and that’s infant sounds for more.

“Really, now? Jin, she’s barely 6 months,” you laugh. “But that’s on you. Even when she was still in my belly, you already kept promising her you’d do anything for her. And you know she’s just holding onto that.”

“Yeah but, I thought she’d want like, a trip around the world or ballet classes or soccer camp or a shopping spree or whatever, not me giving a lullaby concert pretty much every night,” he huffs, but you don’t miss the tenderness in his voice.

You know he loves doing this - loves putting little Sena to bed and caressing her plump cheeks and humming her goodnight tunes and telling her how much he loves her. Your husband doesn’t always allow himself to be vulnerable; most times, he masks his emotions in laughter and jokes. But in the few times you’ve snuck in to listen to him do his nightly routine, you’ve heard him tell her the most endearing and honest things - his fears, his worries, his pride, and the purest of love that he as a father could ever give to the other love of his life.

“Better get used to it. You promised her the world, Jin,” you nudge him, but you give him a reassuring smile. You know he’ll keep that promise for the rest of his life. “Just one more lullaby. Or 2. We both know she’s got you wrapped around her tiny fingers anyway.”

“Ah, she does. Like mother like daughter.”

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ahundredtimesover · 2 years

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https://twitter.com/AGlSTD/status/1304260158005051393?t=M8L5cQ4e5nJ0vx2NpwUAKQ&s=19

Omg mimi, this is ceo seokjin in his full glory 😜

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The bell hanging over the entrance door rings, signaling your arrival.

“Good evening, Mrs. Kim,” the tailor shop’s butler bows. “Mr. Kim is in the VIP room. This way, please.”

He leads you into a small hallway and holds the knob of a wooden door, knocking against the surface and announcing your presence. You enter, greeted by the luxurious couches dozens of exquisite suits on display, as well as your husband’s furrowed brows, ones that relax once it dawns on him that it’s you. He’s dressed in a patterned brown suit - one of your favorites created in this store - and he looks stunning, as he always does. He’s holding a tablet and has got a serious look on, though, and you wonder what’s got him into an almost sour mood. Perhaps it has something to do with his supposed quick trip to the shop that’s turned into hours.

“You’re here,” he says, returning the kiss you give him. “How did you get here? I was gonna have us pick you up at the convention on the way home.”

“Oh, I had Mr. Lim pick her up without telling you,” Yoongi explains. “Executive decision, you know? You were taking too long and I know you wouldn’t want your wife to be waiting. We’ve been here for 3 hours already, after all.”

You don’t miss the tone of annoyance in the secretary’s voice at the last bit, and the roll of his eyes tells you that your husband is in another one of his slightly obsessive states.

“So what’s the deal? Wrong pocket length? Buttons too close together? Or maybe the sleeves have gotten tighter? If it’s the last, it’s probably the little one’s fault. She’s gotten so heavy and you insist on carrying her everywhere when you’re home,” you chuckle.

“As she deserves. She’s literally the most adorable human being - why wouldn’t I want to be holding her?” He counters. “But it’s the coat’s hem. It felt off. I had it fixed.”

“And it’s not yet done after… 3 hours?” You arch an brow.

“The buttons suddenly looked too big, and I had the cuffs altered, too,” Jin replies, going back to whatever he’s working on on his device.

Yoongi takes this time to send you a text message. The suit looked fine. He’s just obsessing over details, it says, and you respond with a nod his way.

“I’m sure it looked good on you. Those seem to be minor. You know, little details that won’t matter much? It’s not like people will be zooming in on the photos,” you reason. “The photo shoot’s tomorrow. You should be taking a rest. We should be a taking a rest.”

You walk over to him and bring his arms down so you can wrap yours around his waist, your puppy-dog eyes - ones you’ve perfected - letting him give in a little.

“It’s not just a photoshoot, love. It’s ours - the power couple photoshoot of the CEO and the product development director. And I will be zooming in on this pretty face,” he says, cupping your cheeks. “And this,” he adds, pointing at himself.

You chuckle but give in, too. His father had always emphasized the importance of how Jin should present himself, even if honestly, your husband doesn’t really need the picture-perfect suit. He’s enough on his own, but enough isn’t really enough for him.

“Fine,” you sigh. “What’s this, then?” You lift his hand to show you what he’s working on his tablet - another suit design, as if he doesn’t have hundreds of them that he can pick out for another photoshoot or meeting.

“I’m designing an outfit for our family photo. You know, the one we’ll use to officially introduce our perfect little angel with the smelliest poop ever?”

You laugh. Jin wouldn’t shut up talking about your daughter’s poop last night, asking if it’s the breastmilk and if that’s the downside of it coming from, as he said, the “most perfect tits in the world.”

“You’ll be wearing a suit?” You laugh again. “And I’m supposed to be in a gown? And what’s Sena gonna wear - a chiffon dress or something?”

Jin furrows his brows, not catching on why it isn’t a given that your perfect little family of 3 won’t be in formal attire for the introduction of the future Kim Foods, Inc. heir.

“Love, she’s only a few months old. She needs to be in comfortable clothes, so do we,” you say. “That’s when we’re at our best, okay? Perhaps a nice loose polo for you, a simple dress for me, and something soft for the little one.”

“Fine, fine,” he says, erasing what he’d been working on and messily drawing something that resembles what you’d just described. “I’ll have them create different versions and let’s see which one fits best. Let’s have your designer make dresses for you and Sena, too. We should have practice shots. Yoongi is a good photographer, he’ll do. And then—”

“Okay, one at a time, Mr. President,” you playfully shake your head. “That’s a month away. Let’s talk about it at home. Or tomorrow. It’s raining and I just… I just want to stay in bed with you and Sena. Can we do that?”

It’s the only words that Jin needs, really. A night with the two people he loves most in bed while the rain pitter-patters on the window. Nothing else would matter.

“Okay, then,” he smiles, kissing your forehead, and then checking the baby monitor on his phone to see your daughter wiggling about in her crib. “Let’s go home. The queen is waiting.”

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