#filed under 📁 : astoria

[heartjellies]

bluebell

synopsis 📝 : wonwoo worries about his first impression after his first child is born

pairing 🫶 : wonwoo x reader

word count 💻 : ~1k

warnings ❗️ : reader is afab—implied this fic takes place after reader has given birth, not proofread 

notes 📞 : hi there! while this is a new blog, i am unfortunately not new to tumblr but in short this’ll be a dad seventeen au blog (more info can be found on my carrd). you can call me sona/sonatina and i hope this is a fun lil place/thing 💓 ye :]

It’s been a whirlwind of a day. It started at 4 AM when you woke Wonwoo up, alerting him to the fact that you thought the baby was coming. It’d taken a moment for him to wake up, but once you repeated that your daughter was on the way, he quickly sprung into action, his brain not stopping all day. Sixteen hours and one baby later, he finally has a moment to breathe and to think now that everything is settled; both you and the baby are healthy, and that’s all that matters to him in this moment. 

He watches you out of the corner of his eye, your face finally peaceful as you take a much needed nap. Meanwhile, Wonwoo smiles fondly at the bundle in his arms before brushing a finger lightly down the side of her face and behind her head. Wrapped in a soft blanket and cuddled closely in his arms, she has become his everything in just a few seconds. 

She lets out a small gurgle before settling back into his arms and Wonwoo’s heart melts. 

It's too soon for him to think about her growing up and being out in the real, scary world. He can’t imagine a future where she’s an adult already; that’s absolutely terrifying. What if she gets hurt? 

So for now, Wonwoo turns to the window to look at the skies instead. The night is clear and bright, just as the cries of his daughter a few hours before. He closes his eyes and a few of the glowing lights transcend them. 

However, it’s when he opens his eyes that he notices something in the reflection that hasn’t even crossed his mind until now. His hair is fucking blue.

He immediately wants to sputter out an expletive, but remembering that his newborn child is in his arms, he takes a deep breath instead.

The blip in your otherwise peaceful dreamland pops the bubble of slumber that’d taken over your mind. Startling awake, your eyes race around the room.

“The baby!” you gasp. “Is she okay? Oh, I shouldn’t have fallen—”

“Shh, it’s okay,” Wonwoo replies, coming closer to you and placing her carefully in your arms. “She’s right here. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Letting out a little sigh, you begin to rock her, a smile growing on your face as you look at this little creature you and Wonwoo have brought into the world together. She's the cutest thing in the whole world, a little button nose, the deepest eyes you’ve ever seen (Wonwoo’s excluded) and a whole head of dark hair. 

You know Wonwoo thinks similarly, with the way he can’t take his eyes off the two of you and the way that little smile hasn’t gone away in the hours since she’s been born. But your favorite tell is how he looks at her. It’s almost as if his eyes have become brighter since he’s been a dad. They shed a warmth on you and her, letting you know that he will always love the two of you with his whole heart, his whole being. 

Since everything seems to be fine with the baby, you let your eyes wander to Wonwoo. It must’ve been him that caused you to stir.

So you catch his eye and glance between him and the free space on the side of the bed. His cheeks push up in a warm smile when he sits down, and you murmur, “Wonwoo?”

He simply hums in response.

“Are you okay?”

He blinks for a few moments before raising an eyebrow. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be? You’re okay, and so is she; I’ve never been happier.” 

He gently places a finger on the top of the baby’s head before caressing her cheeks with it. They’re the squishiest things he’s ever touched in his life. 

You chuckle slightly, hoping to not wake the child in your arms. “I know that.” You don’t need him to say it to know it. “It wouldn’t be you if you weren’t happy. But what’s up?”

It’s then you see the flicker of doubt that runs through his mind, the way he lowers his gaze to the ground. “My hair is blue.”

You bite the insides of your cheeks. “What about it?”

He lets out a quiet breath, not one of impatience or disappointment, but one of stress. “Well,” he pauses for a moment, carefully weighing his thoughts in his mind before continuing, “don’t you think it’s a little…weird…for my daughter’s birth…to have blue hair? I should be making a better first impression,” he sighs, kicking his feet uncharacteristically childishly on the floor. 

“Wonwoo, baby, look at me.” He forces his eyes from the ground to meet your bright eyes, even after the most exhausting day of your life. “She won’t remember this. She can’t even see us that well! And even if she looks at pictures of today, I’d bet she’d think it’s pretty cool that her dad has blue hair. For the record, I think you look extremely attractive,” you admit with a smile.

He chuckles, leaning over to press a warm kiss to your lips. “I’m sorry,” he breathes out against your skin.

You let yourself relax in his touch, resting your head on his shoulder. “Don’t be. It’s us; we’re a team.”

Pecking you once more, he begins to rub your back in large, comforting circles. “You know, I’ve always thought about starting a family. But this is even better than my wildest dreams.” 

He feels the place where your cheek meets his shoulder grow warm as you react to his words, trying not to squirm. 

You know in your heart that you and Wonwoo will give this innocent baby the best life you two can. You’re both in for a wild ride, but in your heart, you know everything will work out. How can it not with Wonwoo—your love, your partner in everything—by your side? 

#seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenarios #seventeen scenario #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo scenarios #dad!wonwoo #dad!seventeen #dad!svt #filed under 📁 : wonwoo #filed under 📁 : astoria

[heartjellies]

presents

synopsis 📝 : it’s the beginning of wonwoo’s first birthday as a family of three

pairing 🫶 : wonwoo x reader

word count 💻 : ~700

warnings ❗️ : i think it’s afab (implied the reader has given birth)? language, barely proofread

notes 📞 : i return for wonwoo day (at least it still was wonwoo day when i tried to post this the first time but then it wasn’t showing up in the tags so here i am again) idk when i’ll be back but i swear i have more ideas than just for wonwoo 🥴

Honestly, you haven’t slept this well in months. Sure, you and Wonwoo certainly had a busy and late night trying to take care of your newborn daughter, but once you passed out on the bed, you hadn’t woken up a single time until now. You can’t even remember the last time you had such a long, restful sleep.

But it also leaves you wondering whether or not your baby is okay. Of course, you know she is. You would’ve woken up if she was crying on the monitor, but you didn’t. And, if your missing husband is any clue to go by, you can guess that he’s been taking care of her.

You take your time to wash your face and brush your teeth before heading back to the bed to retrieve your phone from the nightstand. As the date flashes, you do a double take.

“Fuck,” you mutter.

It’s July 17th, Wonwoo’s birthday.

You’d planned on getting him a nice cake and an even nicer gift, but it seems the date just snuck up on you, with the busyness of new parenthood and sleepless nights. But you shake your head, deciding you should at least start by wishing him a happy birthday.

Of course, your husband is in the nursery. He stands in front of the crib, rocking his tiny daughter as she sleeps, and you have to steal a picture before you walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist.

“I’ve been standing here for 10 minutes already because every time I try to put her down she starts fussing,” he chuckles quietly.

You hum against his back. “Thank you.”

“Hm?”

“Thank you for taking care of her.”

He smiles. “It’s nothing. Besides, isn’t that what a good dad does? I hope you slept well.”

“Mmhm, I did.” You sigh before continuing, “A little too well.”

“Huh?”

“Happy birthday, my love,” you murmur, pressing your cheek further into the material of his soft t-shirt.

He giggles. “Thank you.”

The silence is comfortable as you sway from Wonwoo’s rocking of the baby. He sings a gentle lullaby in his low tone, making you feel like you could fall back asleep here in the nursery, even if you are standing up.

But finally, he attempts to put her down once more, and when she doesn’t start to stir, the two of you meet eyes and smile. He takes your hand, shutting off the light and leading you out of the nursery and into the kitchen.

He’s already starting on coffee and breakfast while you wait at the island, the start of your morning routine as of late.

When his back is turned from you, his attention on filling the kettle, you sigh.

“I’m sorry, Won,” you admit.

He turns to face you, an eyebrow raised. “Huh?”

“I…I forgot to get you a gift,” you say, looking down at your hands.

He chuckles, taking long strides to where you’re sitting before he places his hand under your jaw and lifts your gaze to meet his.

He sports a bright, amused smile as he looks at you, stars in his eyes.

“You didn’t have to get me anything. You’re already the best gift I could ask for. And then, as if that wasn’t enough, you gave me another best gift.”

Under his gaze and his words, you feel your cheeks warm, causing you to try and lower your head once more, but Wonwoo’s grip is firm. He wants you to see him and his sincerity when he says these things.

“I love you, and I love Astoria, more than anything else,” he says. “And I hope you never doubt that, okay? You’ve given me the world and then some.”

You nod at his admission and stand, bringing your lips to his. However before you can get a few more kisses in, your daughter’s cries begin to sound from her room, causing you to chuckle.

“I got it,” Wonwoo says, already starting to head back. When he’s half way between you and the hallway, he turns his head, a soft grin on his face. “I wouldn’t want to spend today any other way than this.”

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen scenario #seventeen imagine #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo fluff #dad!wonwoo #dad!svt #Dad!seventeen #filed under 📁 : wonwoo #filed under 📁 : astoria