ilya took off his shoes at the cottage because he remembered that shane, an asian/canadian, does that.
ilya showered after their first time immediately after shane mentioned that the sheets were now dirty.
ilya bought and stocked ginger ale for shane. and refrigerated it.
ilya began to smoke less after he knew that shane didn’t approve of it.
this man was observing and cataloguing everything that shane liked or disliked. and he acted on it. his love was not loud, but it was consistent and obvious. to be loved is to be known
synopsis: you and jay are hosting yet another birthday party at your house for one of the members kids
pairings: older idol jay! x g.n. reader
word count: 1.0k
genre: domestic fluff
a/n: haven’t written anything in a bit so please be nice to me lmao. also, all members are older (think of minimum 30). enjoy ✨
The sound of children’s laughter echoed through the backyard, the chattering of adults and splashing water accompanying it. It was just another day over at uncle jay’s house with his devoted partner by his side. You were inside with sunoo and his significant other, adding the finishing touches to sunghoon’s twins birthday cake as you caught up on life. While jay played outside with the kids, chasing them around as they ran from ‘the monster with the bubble blower’. You would occasionally look outside and catch glimpses of the scene, making your heart ache with warmth and longing. Thinking no one would notice your looks, you kept your feelings inside. But sunoo was always very nosey and attentive.
“Have you guys ever thought about having children?” sunoo asked, his voice nonchalant as he sprinkled some edible glitter onto the lilac frosting.
Your eyes widened, and you spared him a glance of surprise as you added flower sprinkles carefully around the sides of the large heart shaped cake. “Straight to the point, huh?”
“Dont be around the bush.” he says, putting down the glitter on the counter and leaning against the island counter. “Any time we bring any of our children over, you always have that same look. And you don’t hide it well.”
Sunoo’s partner nudges him, giving him a look before meeting your eyes. “As blunt as he’s being, we are curious. I know i haven’t known either of you for long, but you both seem to love children. In my eyes, both of you seem like you’d be beautiful parents. Do you guys not want any?”
You put your flower sprinkles down with a sigh, then turn to face them both. But not before looking outside to see jay being tackled by a group of five children. His laughter can be heard even from inside, along with the children’s, and from a distance you can notice the crinkles at the corner of his eyes. Your heart flutters before you snap out of the daze and look between sunoo and his partner. “Honestly? I wouldn’t mind it. But i don’t know how he would feel about it.”
“He seems to really love being around our kids, why would having his own kids be any different?” sunoo questioned, shrugging his shoulders.
“Because being uncle jay and being daddy jay are two different things.” you sigh, looking down at the ground for a moment to collect your thoughts.
“You don’t have to care for your nieces and nephews 24/7 like you would your own child.” sunoo’s partner chimes in, putting their hand on your arm and rubbing it soothingly.
You look up to meet their gaze, nodding in agreement then playfully nudging sunoo with your foot. “Exactly. With my bakery and all, i know i could always make time for the baby but what about jay? What if he’s content with being an uncle? What if he doesn’t want children? What if-”
“You never know unless you sit down and discuss it.” sunoo interrupts, offering you a gentle, reassuring smile. “But you two aren’t getting any younger, you know. You should probably have that talk sooner rather than later.”
You shoot him a look, one that causes all three of you to burst into a small fit of laughter. You all then decide to put the finishing touches on the cake before notifying the parents and kids it’s time to sing happy birthday.
The rest of the party goes by in a breeze. All the kids enjoyed the cake, sunghoon’s twin girls gawked over all their gifts while the other kids splashed around in the pool or enjoyed the left over candy and food. It wasn’t until almost one in the morning when everything was cleaned up and everyone had left. Before sunoo left, he gave you one final look that you knew all too well. Later that night, you and jay plopped down side by side on the couch with an exhausting grunt escaping his lips. His arms subconsciously wrapped around your body, holding you closely as your head nuzzled into his chest. You both say in silence for a few moments, just thinking over everything from today. That was, until you both broke the silence at the same time.
“I think we need to talk.” you both said word-for-word at the same time, causing you both to laugh tiredly at the coincidence.
“You go first, sweetie.” jay speaks, tucking a hair strand behind your ear as his eyes meet your gaze.
Inhaling deeply, you grab his hand and intertwine your fingers before speaking up. “Would you ever want to have children? You know, of our own?”
Jay thinks for a moment, then a smile creeps onto his lips. “How’d you know I was going to bring this topic up? Did jake tell you?”
You shake your head, the corner of your lips upturning into a subtle grin. “No no, i had a talk with sunoo and his partner.” a sigh escapes your lips as vivid images from earlier replay in your mind. “Seeing you playing with their kids, it just makes me want to have some of our own. Or even one would suffice. I just- i think you’ll be a great dad, is all.”
Jay’s smile grows brighter as you speak, his heart racing at your admission. His thumb traces lazy circles on the back of your hand as you speak, and he continues to do so as he responds. “I’ve been thinking about having kids lately, too. I just wasn’t sure how to bring it up.” he the brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your middle knuckle before continuing. “I want kids too. Although being uncle jay is fun, i want to be a dad, too. Especially with you by my side.”
You grab jay’s face in your hands and begin peppering his face with kisses, making him laugh at your actions. He stops you midway, placing his larger hands on top of yours and pressing his forehead against yours. For a moment, you both sit there in blissful silence before your lips meet in a tender kiss. It eventually turns into a semi-heated makeout session, occasional whimpers and groans bouncing off the walls. It isn’t until you both pull away for air that he speaks up again.
“Why don't we practice? Practice makes perfect.” jay then lifts you up effortlessly, holding you bridal style in his arms as he walks upstairs to your shared bedroom.
i’ve been thinking of posting again but i’m not sure if anyone would even read it since i’m not active anymore. i hope everyone is well, and thank you for enjoying my writing. 💗
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