Kim Namjoon introduces his daughter to the world through a variety show.
Pairing: Namjoon x Black!reader
The episode opens quietly.
The camera is already rolling, setup in a softly lit living room. Morning sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the space. Toys are scattered neatly in one corner, a small tent set up with a camera tucked inside.
A small child appears blurred at the edge of the hallway as the camera starts to focus on her coming down the hallway. Her small feet pat down the hall as she slowly makes her way into the living room.
To viewers, it almost looks like the screen has frozen—like the broadcast is buffering. But it isn’t.
She’s just standing there.
Her big brown eyes widen at the new people —strangers in her home— as she takes in the cameras, the strange tent with someone clearly inside it, and someone putting up one last camera. Her tiny brows furrow in confusion.
[Oh no! Our new baby is frightened. Someone come quick!]
"Appa?" She calls out softly.
From off-screen, a familiar voice responds, still groggy with sleep.
Kim Namjoon steps into view, his hair messy, voice low from just waking up. The moment he sees her frozen in place, he smiles gently.
[The new dad is Kim Namjoon, soloist and leader of group BTS!]
“Good morning.” He says in English.
She doesn’t move as her eyes remain on the camera people. Slowly, cautiously, she breaks eye contact and lifts her arms toward him.
Namjoon lets out a quiet, fond laugh as picks her up without hesitation.
[Namjoon: Hello, I’m Kim Namjoon. I’m the dad of 4-year-old Kora.]
Kora looks around again and looks at the person in the tent, before leaning close to her dad's ear.
"Good morning." She finally whispers back, responding to his earlier greeting.
Namjoon smiles softly. “Good morning, baby.” He carefully unravels a few of the curls that have tangled together, gentle and practiced. Some are coiled a little too tightly around each other, and he makes a quiet mental note to fix them properly later.
Kora nods against him, her cheek now pressed to his shoulder.
"Can we eat now?" Kora hugs Namjoon's nick tightly, still watching everything from the safety of his shoulder. “I’m hungry.”
Namjoon adjusts her slightly in his arms. “Alright, let’s go eat.”
As he starts toward the kitchen, Kora glances back one more time at the cameras. The person in the tent comes out and follows behind them.
“They’re coming too?” Kora whispers.
Namjoon smiles. “Yeah, they are.”
She thinks about it for a second, then sighs softly, resting her head back on his shoulder.
"Okay." She says it in a way that makes it clear—she’s accepted the strangers into her home.
After breakfast it's time to get ready for the day. Namjoon sits Kora down on her feet as he places the dishes in the sink. The pans he used also makes their way into the sink.
Namjoon turns to Kora who has been following behind him the whole time with pieces of fruit in both hands.
"Okay..." he says. “Hair time.”
Kora immediately pauses mid-bite.
Namjoon huffs a quiet laugh. “No?”
She shakes her head. “It’s gonna hurt.”
His expression softens instantly.
“It won’t,” He promises, crouching in front of her. “I’ll be really gentle. I always am, right?”
Kora always rejected her dad doing her hair. He wasn't as gentle as her mom is with her hair. But he had been practicing on dolls on how to comb and brush through the hair without pulling or harming.
Namjoon picks Kora up and carries her into the master bathroom, where all of her hair products are neatly lined up along the counter.
He sets her down gently on the counter, standing close so she feels secure.
“Okay,” he murmurs. “We’re gonna start with some water.”
Kora watches him carefully in the mirror, her small hands still gripping the fruit.
He picks up the spray bottle and lightly mists the ends of her curls first, making sure they’re evenly damp before moving up toward the roots.
Once her hair is damp, he switches to a wide-tooth comb, working slowly from the ends upward, carefully detangling each section instead of pulling through.
Kora tenses slightly at first.
“Too hard?” he asks immediately.
“…No,” she says after a second. “You’re being gentle.”
He smiles a little at that, clearly taking it as a win.
When her curls are fully detangled, he takes a small amount of cream custard, applying it carefully to the front and through her curls, smoothing it in to keep everything soft and defined.
He switches to a soft brush, carefully brushing her hair back, making sure not to tug. Once everything is smooth, he gathers her curls together.
Kora lifts her chin slightly, watching his hands in the mirror.
Namjoon takes a scrunchie and gently ties her hair into a ponytail, securing it without pulling too tight.
“There,” he says softly. “All done.”
Kora immediately reaches up, patting her hair.
“…It doesn’t hurt,” she says, sounding a little surprised.
Namjoon smiles, meeting her eyes in the mirror. “Told you.”
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