#dad!doyoung

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doyoung as a first time dad! ♡

doyoung would definitely plan when he wants to have a baby, so when he finds out that you’re pregnant he can’t wait to tell everyone and he starts ordering baby clothes and toys online immediately.

he wants to be super prepared to be a dad because it honestly scares him a little. even later down the track when the baby is due any moment, you still find doyoung squinting at parenthood articles in the early hours of the morning.

and when your little girl does arrive, doyoung can’t stop the flow of tears and he looks into her little doe eyes with awe.

he gains confidence pretty quickly as he finds out he can tell exactly what the issue is when she cries. he still has concerns that he can’t trust google to handle, so he calls his mum often for advice, holding her in his arms and the phone between his ear and shoulder.

doyoung tries to teach his little girl as much as she can even when she hasn’t even said her first word. she only babbles back at him when he recites the alphabet to his 5 month old.

he tries to teach her all of her uncles names, which leads them to tease doyoung by trying to get her to say their names before ‘dad’.

you compete with him to see who’s name she says first and he takes it super seriously, jokingly covering her ears when you try to teach her “mama”.

he huffs when you still win but he relentlessly tries until the first time she does call him dad, and his heart melts and he plants kisses all over her little face.

doyoung loves to take her grocery shopping with him and talks to her as he pushes her in the trolley.

he told himself when you were pregnant that he would not overdo it with toys, but he can’t help but spoil her. her toy collection grows every time he returns home from work since he stops to buy her a gift.

doyoung has always been super protective, but as she grows up this definitely increases. he could not live with himself if anything happened to her, so he struggles a bit between trying to push her to try new things and holding her back because he worries so much about her.

he often finds himself holding her back from doing things that most kids do, like playing in the playground because he fears that she’ll hurt herself. when he does give in though, he’s watching her with his full attention and sprinting over if there is any sign of potential danger.

he makes his members baby-proof their houses too before they can even think about babysitting.

doyoung is a little strict with school, since the day his daughter was the first in her kindegarten class to recite the alphabet. from then on he knew his daughter was smart, and he always wants her to achieve well so he encourages her to focus on her studies.

sometimes you have to tell him to relax and remind him she’s only a kid, which doesn’t make much difference since his daughter is just like him and super motivated to do well.

he’s super committed and invested in everything she does. he’ll fight with other parents for front row seats at school concerts or soccer games, and cheer so loudly and proudly.

doyoung doesn’t mind taking on the discipline role. he usually opts for the ‘no tv for a week’ type of punishments, which are quite fickle since he hates upsetting her.

overall doyoung is a super prepared dad who would protect his daughter 24/7 !!

thank u all so much for 100 followers i appreciate it so much😭😭💗💗

[inctlife]

Morning Sickness | KDY ~ Aeyoung

genre: fluff

summary: doyoung finding out he’s gonna be a dad

age: Aeyoung = fetus (4 months)

warnings: pregnant!reader

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“Noona! Can you come with me to pick up the coffee?” Jeno asked.

Your head snapped up as you heard his call, giving him a smile and following after him, “sure! All 23, though?”

“Well, we’ll see,” Jeno shrugged, “some members might just have to suffer.”

“I volunteer leaving Donghyuck’s.”

Jeno laughed, hitting your arm, “noona!”

“What?! Tell me you disagree!” you laughed, pressing the ground floor button in the lift, quickly shaking off the nausea you felt bubbling up in your chest.

Jeno shrugged, “maybe Chenle’s, he’s been particularly annoying since getting engaged.”

You laughed lightly, grabbing onto the railing as you felt your legs get weak.

“You okay, noona?” Jeno asked, looking concerned, “you’re really pale.”

“Yeah– yeah, just lost my balance, panicked a bit,” you chuckled.

“Are you sure? You’re sweating as well,” he said, placing a hand on your head, “let’s go to the hospital, noona, I’ll call Doyoun—”

You waved off his concern, shaking your head as the lift doors opened back up, “I’m fine, Jen, promise.”

Jeno frowned, but stepped off the lift without saying anything, though his hand stayed inches behind your back protectively.

“Wait, I feel a bit—” you stopped, taking a breath as the room started spinning.

“Noona, we really should— oh god! Noona? Shit,” Jeno swore as you fell back, trying to catch you as quickly as he could before resting you a chair

“Doyoung-hyung! Y-Y/N’s just collapsed,” Jeno exclaimed, down the phone.

“Huh?!” Doyoung replied, already making his way out the practise room and into the lift, “wh-what happened?!”

“I don’t know! She just got really pale and sweaty and now she’s just fainted.”

“I’m coming, just wait.”

“Shall we take her to the hospital?” Jeno questioned.

“Of course!” Doyoung exclaimed, “call an ambulance.”

“Hyung, it’s fine, I’ll drive,” Jeno chuckled.

“Fine! Just make sure she’s okay!”

~

“Patient’s name?”

“Kim Y/N,” Doyoung spoke, helping the nurse get you into a wheelchair.

“I’m really fine,” you sighed, having woken up a few moments after Doyoung arrived on the ground floor of SM.

“You collapsed, Y/N, that’s not fine!” Doyoung frowned, “she’s been throwing up for weeks as well.”

“I do have quite a weak stomach,” you shrugged.

“We’ll run some tests,” the nurse said, “just a few safety questions. Have you consumed any drugs or alcohol in the last 24 hours?”

“No, I’ve been to nauseous,” you said, pulling a face of disgust at even the thought of consuming alcohol.

“Okay, any medication taken within the last 48 hours?” she asked.

“Nope.”

“Any chance that you may be pregnant?”

By now you’d reached the room, Doyoung updating Jeno before making his way to your room.

“N—” you stopped yourself, “actually... I haven’t... I don’t think I’ve had my period in a while. But I’m not exactly regular all the time.”

The nurse nodded, “the doctor will check first.”

“Hello,” the doctor greeted, shaking your hand as you smiled.

The nurse helped you onto the bed where you pulled up your t-shirt, the doctor squeezing on some of the cold gel.

“What’s going on?” Doyoung asked, walking in.

“We’re just checking,” the nurse smiled.

You smiled as Doyoung arrived at your side, kissing your hand before giving his attention back to the screen.

The doctor chuckled, and a small, pulse like sound could be heard in the room.

“Well there you go,” she smiled, “congratulations, Mr, Mrs Kim, you’re pregnant.”

Your eyes widened as you looked at Doyoung.

“Wh-What?” he asked.

“Mrs Kim is pregnant,” the doctor smiled, turning the screen so you could see better, “here’s your baby, right there. And the sound you can hear now is their heartbeat.”

Doyoung turned to look at you, a shocked smile taking over his face.

“I can’t believe it,” he laughed.

“We’re having a baby!” you smiled, Doyoung leaning down and wrapped his arms around you, kissing your cheek.

“You seem to be about four months along,” she said, “but lucky for you, your morning sickness doesn’t seem to have kicked in for a couple months.”

You chuckled, looking down at your stomach, “they’re nice, then.”

“When she fainted, was that anything to be concerned about?” Doyoung asked, his voice panic-strucken.

“No,” the doctor shook her head, “many pregnant women faint due to their changing hormones and just the morning sickness.”

You smiled, grabbing Doyoung’s hand, “Do, we’re having a baby!”

Doyoung smiled again, crouching down as his knees began to feel weak and he tried to hide the tears forming in his eyes.

“I could even tell you the gender, if you wanted?”

“Oh, yes! Please, Doyoung?!” you exclaimed.

Doyoung smiled lovingly, stroking your hair, “whatever you want, love.”

“Yeah? Well, by the looks of it, you’re having a– very healthy looking –baby girl!”

“A girl,” Doyoung breathed.

“We’re having a daughter!” you cheered, the nurse wiping off the gel before you jumped up, wrapping your arms around your husband.

“Thank you, doctor,” he breathed, keeping his arm around your waist.

“Make sure to book your next checkup, but as I said, she seems to be all healthy,” the doctor smiled.

You smiled, taking a breath as you thanked him and left the room.

“Everything okay?” Jeno asked.

“I’m gonna call our parents,” you whispered to Doyoung, slipping away.

“What?” Jeno asked, “what’s wrong?”

Doyoung shook his head, “Jeno, I’m a dad!”

[okayoonoh]

what do we do now?

“Those instructions weren’t too bad, right? Just one task, he had the whole day to do it.

So why, oh why, did Doyoung cut Minyoung’s hair himself?”

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- PAIRING: kim doyoung x reader - GENRE: family fluff and some humor! - RATING: e for everyone!! - WORD COUNT: 7,255 - WARNINGS: just the fear of doyoung cutting his only son’s hair for the first time

a/n: the idea for this scenario came to me randomly and i just KNEW that doyoung and taeyong would fit best in this! i hope you guys like it!

here’s the masterlist to all things nct dad related! go and check out all of the other parts i have!

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key:

y/bf/n - your best friend’s name

t/w/n - taeyong’s wife’s name

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It was simple, really. You told your ever loving husband to do one thing. One simple thing. 

Hey Doyoung, please don’t forget to take Minyoung out for a haircut. 

Those instructions weren’t too bad, right? Just one task, he had the whole day to do it.

So why, oh why, did Doyoung cut Minyoung’s hair himself?

The day started off as a beautiful day. Your precious 8 month old son finally slept through the night after a couple weeks of deciding that the early hours of the morning are for partying, not sleeping. You wake up to silence; the sunlight shining through the curtain, streams of warm light dispersing themselves throughout the soft features of your husband’s face. Your heart flutters. Waking up next to him everyday still overflows your heart with so much love and happiness. You know for sure that you are right where you belong in this moment in time.

You move gently from the bed, not wanting to wake up your sleepy husband. Taking quiet steps, you move over to the crib next to the bed, checking on your dear son. His eyes were shut, indicating that he had no intention in waking up anytime soon. You smooth over his dark hair, realizing his bangs have grown so much since he was born. Holding back a laugh, you reminisce on the times your son’s thick hair seemed non-existent, clearly remembering Doyoung’s major concern of that day.

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“Babe, do you think we should be concerned about his hair? It just looks so thin.” Doyoung says from your side, his skinny frame squished in the tight hospital bed beside you, his arm around your shoulders as you hold your son born merely hours ago.

Your newborn lays comfortably in your arms, his soft blanket swaddling him perfectly. He looked like a doll with a soft squishy face, seemingly flawless. 

“I mean look,” Doyoung says, reaching a hand to remove the green beanie that rests on his newborn’s head, “It’s not like there’s no hair, but Minyoung just looks bald at this point.”

You glare at your husband, reaching for the beanie Doyoung pulled out abruptly, gently placing it back on the baby’s head. “Look, all babies are different, Doyoung. We should be happy; some babies are born with no hair at all! Let’s be happy with the hair he has, okay?”

Doyoung sighs, “You’re right, you’re right. It just goes to show that he doesn’t even need hair to be the cutest baby in the world.” His voice raises in pitch as he leans forward, pressing a soft kiss on Minyoung’s forehead. Minyoung wiggles a bit in your arms, a little annoyed that his dad woke him up from his sleep. You shush him, lulling the little baby back to sleep. You rest your head against Doyoung’s shoulder, his head resting on top of yours while you both look down at your entire world wrapped in a small bundle. Everything seems perfect. 

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The days where your son’s hair was manageable and thin seem like yesterday. The days where the only thing you needed to do was let his hair just exist. You find yourself buying more hair pins, headbands, and clips for Minyoung rather than yourself. He may be less than a year old, but his hair is just getting too long. You decide, it’s time.

It’s time for Minyoung to get his first haircut.

Smoothing over his bangs one more time, you look at the alarm clock on your bedside table. 

7:13. You sigh, deciding now is the best time to get ready for the day. Your phone buzzes on the bedside table, your best friend’s name popping up as a text notification.

Y/BF/N: good morning y/n! taeyong’s wife said that she’s dropping off little youngchul at your place before heading over to the store. i originally had plans in the morning but they’ve been cancelled! I’ll be heading to your place with her so that we can all go to the boutique together. 

Today is the first day in a long time since you’ve gone out with just your friends. Your best friend was recently engaged and as her “maid of honor”, you have to go with her to say yes to the dress. Thankfully, your best friend knew your circumstances and didn’t put too many responsibilities on you since you’ve become a mom merely 8 months ago. She agrees that it’s easier for her, too. She’s always been someone who’s more on the particular side of things. 

Ever since your son was born, the most you’ve been out of the house was a quick dinner date you had with Doyoung; his parents gracious enough to watch their grandchild for a couple hours so you and Doyoung could breathe. No one said parenting would be easy and you and Doyoung are feeling the testament of it right now. Today will be Doyoung’s first time alone with Minyoung and you would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous. It’s not that you don’t trust your husband, it’s just this is the first time either of you are alone with the baby for this long.

Heading over to the bathroom, you grab your toothbrush, squeezing toothpaste on the bristles, wetting it, then brushing your teeth. You check your reflection in the mirror, checking your sleepy complexion. You hear the sheets of your bed rustle, watching as your sleepy husband makes his way out of bed. His feet pad against the wooden floor as he makes his way over to you, wrapping his arm around your side and kissing the top of your head. 

“Morning,” he says, his voice still raspy from sleep. 

You lean over the sink, rinse, and dry your mouth. 

“Morning,” you reply with a kiss on his cheek. “Are you nervous for today?”

“Not really,” he replies, turning on the sink wet his hands as he gets ready to wash his face. “I think I’ll be okay. It’s only for a day.”

You nod, watching as your husband grabs your cleanser, rubbing some in his hands and putting it on his face.

“Oh, before I forget.” You grab your phone from the counter, texting a location to Doyoung. “Please don’t forget to take Minyoung out for a haircut. I just sent you the address of my friend’s salon and she said she’ll do it for free since Minyoung is still a baby. You have to do it before 3:00, though. She has a full schedule after that so she can’t take us in after that.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it done.” Doyoung smiles after he rinses off his face. You return his smile with your own, gently rubbing his back in appreciation.

“Also! I forgot to give her back the necklace I borrowed from her, can you give this to her as well?”

Doyoung nods, “I’ll take care of it, babe. Don’t worry about us at home, go and enjoy your day with your friends.”

You smile at your husband, glad to see his attempts to comfort you. With a final pat on his back, you head back towards your bedroom, walking to the closet. Your phone buzzes in your hand, a notification popping up on the screen, this time a text from Taeyong’s wife.

T/W/N: i have some good news! well, more for our husbands, lol. taeyong’s schedule has been cleared, so doyoung doesn’t have to watch both babies on his own! 

You smile, texting back.

YOU: that’s perfect! I was so nervous that doyoung would just forget everything, but i feel comforted that taeyong will be there now!

You place your phone down on the bedside table, going back into the closet to finish selecting your outfit. It’s time to get back into the rhythm of things. 

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Ding-dong

“I got it,” Doyoung says, “Babe, can you keep stirring this for me?” 

You nod, quickly moving to the kitchen while Doyoung heads towards the door. You stir the soup Doyoung was making, grabbing a spoon to give it a taste. 

“Hello!” Doyoung cheers when he opens the door, happy to see the visitors. Taeyong, his wife, and your best friend enter the door, Youngchul resting in his mother’s arms. 

“Youngchul! Look at you!” Doyoung smiles as they all make their way in. Doyoung lays out his hands, wanting to hold the adorable baby. Taeyong’s wife hands Youngchul to Doyoung with a smile, thanking your husband so she can remove her shoes. 

They all enter the kitchen, Doyoung attempting to make little Youngchul laugh the entire way there. 

“Dude, your best friend is here and you’ve only been acknowledging my son,” Taeyong pouts at your husband.

“I’m sorry, Taeyong. Little Youngchul is just more interesting than you,” Doyoung says, not taking his eyes off of the baby. Taeyong laughs in response, taking a look around the living room.

“Hi, Y/N!” Taeyong says when he sees you. You walk over and give him a hug.

“Hey Taeyong! Thank you so much for coming here. I don’t think Doyoung could survive by himself.” You smile. You see your friends and hug them as well, each one of you excited for the day.

Taeyong replies, “Don’t worry, Y/N. This is my first time being alone with Youngchul so we’ll both be going through it, but at least it’ll be together.”

“Y/N! We have to get going or we’re going to be late!” Your best friend says, all while eating some seaweed from the soup, causing you to giggle. Knowing the nature of your best friend, you knew that she forgot to eat before she arrived at your place. 

You quickly grab a snack for your friend and the three of you get ready to leave the house. You walk towards your room to check on Minyoung one last time, kissing his forehead. You head back to the kitchen to kiss Doyoung goodbye and good luck, then you leave the house to meet up with your friends. 

Doyoung sets the table, Taeyong sitting down with Youngchul on his lap. 

“Where’s Minyoung?” Taeyong asks, bouncing the leg Youngchul sits on. 

“Minyoung is still asleep,” Doyoung replies while filling up two bowls with the soup he made, “My son is finally sleeping through the night and we’ve learned that he really does like to sleep a lot.”

Doyoung sets the soup down in front of Taeyong, sitting across from his friend.

“I wish Youngchul would be at that stage,” Taeyong says, taking a spoonful of soup and carefully blowing on it, “The longest Youngchul has slept has been 5 hours, but that was after a full day of the ever energetic Chenle and Jisung watching after him.”

Doyoung nods, eating a spoonful of soup as well. While the two dads catch each other up with the latest news, Youngchul looks at all of the tasty food in front of him. Formula was great, don’t get him wrong, but with his new, growing set of teeth, he wants a bite of the real stuff. In his father’s tight grasp, Youngchul does his best to lean forward and grab the seemingly delicious soup his father was eating. 

“Pa! Pa!” Youngchul grunts, leaning forward with all of his might in attempt to eat some of the yummy food. 

“No, Youngchul, this isn’t for you,” Taeyong says, pulling the boy back. Taeyong takes a little bit of rice and puts it in front of his son’s mouth, “Here, you can eat this. Say ahhh”

Youngchul opens his mouth, letting his father feed him the small grains of rice. He smiles and claps, making a noise of approval of the delicious food he just received, causing both dads to laugh.

“Do you like it, Youngchul?” Doyoung asks with a gummy smile on his face. Youngchul returns the smile with his own, clapping his hands. Both dads let out a laugh at the baby’s adorable antics.

A loud cry cuts through the air, causing Doyoung to spring up and head straight towards the bedroom.

“Are you awake, Minyoung?” Doyoung says, leaning over the crib to pick up the crying baby. Minyoung continues to cry, his strong lungs seemingly sending shockwaves throughout the entire house. 

Doyoung quickly calms down his son, changes the baby's diaper, then heads back to the kitchen where Taeyong is. 

“Youngchul look! Minyoung is awake now,” Taeyong says while his son looks over at Minyoung. 

“Oh my god, look at that hair!” Taeyong laughs after noticing Minyoung’s unkempt hair. With random pieces sticking up, bangs growing past his eyes, one chunk that decided to be curly, Minyoung wins the award for “Best Bed Head” by a long shot. 

Doyoung moves his son to the side to take a look, his eyes going wide. “Minyoung! What happened?! Your hair wasn’t like this last night!”

With Taeyong’s laughter in the background, Doyoung walks towards the bathroom, grabbing one of your hair clips that you use for your son. He sits Minyoung on the counter so Minyoung can see himself through the mirror, fixing his son’s unkempt hair.

Doyoung grabs the brush and gently brushes the rebellious strands that don’t want to stay up. 

“Minyoung,” Doyoung starts, looking at his son’s reflection through the mirror, “Youngchul and your favorite Uncle came here to see you! Appa will make sure you look just as handsome as him so your Uncle will be jealous that my son is so handsome.”

“Appa! Pa!” Minyoung giggles.

“Yes, I’m appa!” Doyoung clips up Minyoung’s bangs, the hair sticking straight up, “There! Now we can see your eyes!”

He lifts him up into his arms and kisses his soft cheeks, now heading back to the kitchen. After the quick refresher, Doyoung sits back down in his seat, this time with Minyoung in his lap. 

“Good morning, Minyoung!” Taeyong smiles towards the baby, “Youngchul, say good morning to your best friend!” 

Both babies simply stare at each other, Youngchul’s sparkly eyes meeting Minyoung’s soft eyes. These two see each other often, but this is the first time they’ve seen each other this early in the morning. While Youngchul gnaws on his fingers, he gives Minyoung a cheerful smile accompanied by a soft coo. Minyoung returns the smile with his own, happy to see his best friend. 

Once both dads finally finish feeding themselves and their sons, they all find their way to the living room, two boys occupying themselves with the various toys on the mat while their fathers watch. Minyoung quickly finds two of his favorite toys within his proximity and crawls over to his friend, handing him one of the toys. Youngchul grabs the toy, giving his best friend a smile to show his gratitude. Both boys stare at each other again while a couple beats pass. They suddenly both burst out into laughter, seemingly talking in their own language.

“It’s really crazy how much they’ve grown,” Taeyong says, watching the babbling babies on the ground, “It really seems like just the other day they couldn’t keep their heads up.”

“I know,” Doyoung says, leaning over to wipe the drool off of Minyoung’s face, “Before we know it, they’ll be running all over the place with each other.”

“Youngchul has already started walking a bit!” Taeyong says, smiling down at his son as Youngchul crawls towards his father, hitting his hands against his father’s leg.

“Really?” Doyoung exclaims.

“He needs a little help, but with his walker at home, he walks all over the place without us! He even dances when we put music on for him.” Youngchul looks up at his father and whines, hitting his hand against his father’s leg again.

“Let’s show your Uncle Doyoung how well you can walk!” Taeyong says, extending both hands to his son. Youngchul grabs onto his father’s hands with his own and huffs, making the move to stand up on his own. Taeyong helps Youngchul a bit, helping him balance when the baby stands.

Doyoung claps from the side, “Wow! Youngchul look at you! You’re so big now!”

Doyoung counts “1...2...1...2…” repeatedly while the little baby marches on, hands in the supportive hands of his father. Youngchul giggles and smiles the entire way, liking this new form of travel.

“Oh, he’s so happy!” Doyoung says, holding his hands out now when Youngchul gets within distance. Taeyong lets go of Youngchul’s hands, letting the baby balance on his own. Doyoung holds his hands out on either side of Youngchul, getting ready to catch him when he loses balance. Taeyong counts the seconds in the background, seeing how long the wobbly baby can stand on two legs. 

“...7...8...9…!” Youngchul makes it to 9 seconds before he falls, caught easily by his uncle. Doyoung tosses Youngchul in the air, bringing him down to kiss his cheek.

“Good job, Youngchul!” Doyoung cheers. Taeyong laughs from the side, beaming with pride over the accomplishments of his son. He feels a small slap from his leg, grabbing his attention. He looks down and sees Minyoung, this time with his arms up in the air.

“Huh? You want to do what Youngchul just did?” Taeyong asks. 

“Ah!” Minyoung responds, holding up his arms.

“Has he tried to walk yet, Doyoung?” Taeyong asks, bringing Minyoung a little farther away from his dad so he could try to walk to him.

Doyoung shakes his head, placing Youngchul in his lap, “Minyoung can stand with the help of something, but anytime he tries to take a couple steps, he just falls and doesn’t want to try anymore.”

Taeyong nods, setting Minyoung down in a sitting position. “Well, let’s try with Uncle Taeyong, okay Minyoung?” 

Placing both of the baby’s hands in his own, Taeyong helps Minyoung stand just like he helped Youngchul stand. 

“Come to appa, Minyoung! Walk towards appa!” Doyoung cheers, clapping his hands at his son. Minyoung smiles and takes a step, supported by Taeyong. Doyoung cheers, trying to get his son to take steps towards him. Minyoung giggles and stomps over, walking towards his father with the help of his uncle. Youngchul claps from his uncle’s lap, excited off of the energy of the room. With a couple more wobbly steps, Minyoung makes it to his father, cheers erupting all throughout the room. Doyoung grabs his son and kisses his cheek, raining down praises. 

“You did it, Minyoung!! You’re such a big boy now!” Doyoung cheers, holding his son in his arms now. “You must really like your Uncle Taeyong. You wouldn’t even do that with me or eomma.” 

“No, don’t say that!” Taeyong laughs, sitting across from Doyoung. 

“Should we conduct a test?” Doyoung asks in a playful tone. 

“Ah!” Youngchul calls from Doyoung’s lap, responding for his father. 

“I accept that answer.” Doyoung jokes, setting Minyoung on the mat. Doyoung picks up Youngchul in his arms and carefully stands up, placing the baby on the couch for now. Taeyong follows Doyoung as they go to the opposite side of the mat, sitting on the ground. 

“Minyoung, who do you like more: Appa or Uncle Taeyong?” Doyoung asks. “If you like appa more, come and crawl towards appa! If you like Uncle more, go and crawl with him.”

Taeyong cheers from the side, trying to get Minyoung to notice him. Minyoung looks at his appa, then to his uncle, and places his hands on the ground and begins crawling. 

“Minyoung! Come to Uncle! I’ll feed you something delicious!” Taeyong cheers.

“There’s no way my son can be swayed that easily,” Doyoung scoffs, “He knows where his loyalties lie. Minyoung, come to Appa!” 

Minyoung stops in his tracks. This may seem like a hard decision to make, but Minyoung knows exactly where he’s going. Flashing one more smile, showing off his 4 growing teeth, he crawls to the person he loves most.

“I’m so confident you’ll come to Appa, I’ll close my eyes!” Doyoung jokes, shutting both of his eyes. He hears Minyoung’s giggles coming closer to him, opening his eyes so he can take his son into his arms…

“Oh? You like me? Thank you, Minyoung!” Taeyong’s giggles fill the room as he lifts up his best friend’s son, causing the baby to giggle.

Doyoung laughs, holding a hand to his heart in heartbreak, falling back. “Minyoung...How could you?”

Taeyong laughs and hugs Minyoung close, “Snacks win over love, every time.”

Doyoung shoots up, remembering the giggling baby boy on the couch. This is his chance!

“It’s no use, let’s try it with Youngchul now,” Doyoung stands up, determined to win this little competition. 

“Doyoung, just because Minyoung came to me, it doesn’t mean he loves you any less! He’s probably just happy to see his uncle he hasn’t seen in a while.”

“Quiet.” Doyoung says, grabbing Youngchul and placing the baby on the ground. 

“Let’s see who your son chooses,” Doyoung states, kneeling back in his spot, determination filling his features. 

“Doyoung, I don’t want you to be too sad when my son chooses me,” Taeyong says, placing Minyoung on the ground next to him. 

Doyoung chooses to ignore Taeyong’s remark and puts on an excited face, holding out his arms, “I know you like me more! Come to your uncle, Youngchul!”

Youngchul giggles and starts crawling on a straight path towards Doyoung.

“I don’t even think I need to get his attention. He’ll crawl towards me, watch.” Taeyong says, despite seeing his son clearly make his way towards Doyoung. 

Doyoung continues to call Youngchul, cheering him on. Taeyong starts to get nervous when he realizes it doesn’t look like Youngchul will go to Taeyong willingly on his own.

“No, Youngchul! You’re going the wrong way. Come towards appa!” Taeyong’s voice fills with desperation now, trying to get his son’s attention. Youngchul doesn’t even acknowledge his father’s calls as he reaches Doyoung, giggling when Doyoung picks him up and cheers, happy that Youngchul chose him. 

“Hey, that doesn’t mean anything!” Taeyong pouts. 

Doyoung holds Youngchul close and looks towards Taeyong, “It doesn’t feel good, does it?”

Taeyong rolls his eyes, picking up Minyoung. “Look. I bet by the end of the day, Youngchul and Minyoung will choose me.”

Doyoung raises his eyebrows at his friend, “Is that a bet?”

Taeyong nods, “By the end of the day, if both Youngchul and Minyoung choose me, I win. If Youngchul and Minyoung choose you, you win. Loser has to watch both boys for an entire day. Deal?”

Doyoung takes Taeyong’s hand and shakes it, solidifying the little competition they have just established. Doyoung’s competitive nature rarely comes out, but now that he’s a dad now, his competitive side likes to come out more often. 

Throughout the day, the two new dads do what they can to make the babies laugh, both trying to steal away as much time as possible. Doyoung dramatically acts out different fairy tales, Taeyong goes and cooks some yummy new homemade baby food for the two 8 month olds, both dads spending all of their energy both taking care of the two boys and trying to woo their hearts. 

The day drags on as Doyoung and Taeyong bounce around the living room, baby carrier around their waists with their energetic babies strapped in. Doyoung plays soft lullabies in the background, gently humming them as he caresses Minyoung's head against his chest, trying to get his son to take a nap. Taeyong breathes in deep as he makes white noise for the babies, gently  “shhh”-ing through his teeth, hugging Youngchul closer to his chest. Both Doyoung and Taeyong bounce in rhythm with each other, synchronized just like they are in their many dances. 

Doyoung laughs quietly, looking towards his best friend and whispering, “You know, we’ve been idols for so many years. We’ve had countless days of dance practices and then some, but this is the most tired I’ve been in my entire life.”

“You’re right,” Taeyong laughs, “I never knew that such small beings can have so much energy.”

Doyoung laughs again, looking down to check his son. Minyoung’s cheek stays squished up against his father’s chest, his eyes becoming droopier by the second. Doyoung returns to humming the lullabies, slowing down his bounces ever so slightly. Taeyong also looks down to check on his son, turning his head to look into his son’s eyes. Youngchul’s eyes are closed now, his chubby hand curled into a fist as his breathing slows down, indicating that he’s falling deeper into sleep. Taeyong goes into the bedroom, gently placing Youngchul into the crib, carefully taking him out of the baby carrier. He holds his breath as he carefully moves away, holding onto the carrier so it wouldn’t bump into anything. Taeyong let out a soft sigh of relief when it was successful, carefully stepping to the side so Doyoung could place Minyoung inside of the crib as well. Going through the same nerve wracking process Taeyong went through, Doyoung successfully places Minyoung into the crib alongside Youngchul, both babies drifting off to a deep sleep. Taeyong and Doyoung quietly leave the room, Doyoung carefully closing the door. 

Both dads head back into the living room, simultaneously collapsing on the couch in exhaustion. A couple minutes of silence passes between the two of them, both of them too tired to even talk. 

“I just realized we haven’t eaten lunch yet,” Doyoung says from his spot on the couch, making no effort to go to the kitchen to make something for them to eat.

“Should we just order delivery?” Taeyong asks, sinking further down into the couch. His entire body felt like lead, his joints aching and screaming at him to never move ever again. 

Doyoung takes a deep breath and puts all of his remaining energy into getting up from his spot to reach his phone he threw onto the couch hours ago. His soul leaves his body after he opens his phone, remembering that the one thing you told him to do is the one thing he forgot to do. He anxiously bites his lips as he checks the time, 3:23 PM.

He’s too late.

“Hyung,” Doyoung says, nudging Taeyong’s leg. “I’m so screwed.”

“What happened?” Taeyong says, groaning quietly as he sits up as well, looking at Doyoung’s phone. 

“Y/N asked me to take Minyoung to get a haircut before 3:00 and I forgot,” Doyoung says, his eyes wide and heart beating quickly. “What do I do now? It’s past 3:00!”

Taeyong’s eyes fill with concern as well, trying to find a solution to Doyoung’s problem, “Do you think you can go somewhere else? Other places should still be open...”

Doyoung shakes his head, “Y/N’s friend works at that place and not only was she going to give the haircut for free, I also had to return a necklace Y/N borrowed from her.”

Both Doyoung and Taeyong fall silent as they try to come up with a solution to this problem. Doyoung really did screw up this time. 

Doyoung gasps, causing Taeyong’s attention to go towards him, “I have an idea.” 

Taeyong nods, indicating Doyoung to continue.

“I can quickly go over to the salon, drop off the necklace, explain to Y/N’s friend about the situation, then I can run home and cut Minyoung’s hair myself!”

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Taeyong asks.

“There’s no other way, Hyung.” Doyoung says, already standing up and making his way back into the bedroom to grab the necklace you borrowed. 

“I’ll grab food while I’m out, please take care of the boys for a bit. You know where everything is, right?” Doyoung asks, putting on a hat and grabbing his keys. Taeyong stands up and yawns, trying to keep up with his busy friend.

“I’ll manage. Keep me updated, though. When are the girls supposed to come back?” Taeyong asks as he follows Doyoung to the front door. 

“Y/N said that they’re not coming back until 8:00 by earliest. Y/BF/N is also trying to choose a place for the rehearsal dinner tonight so they’ll be eating out, too.”

Taeyong nods, sticking his head out of the door, seeing Doyoung off.

“Good luck,” Taeyong says as Doyoung rushes off, making his way to the salon. 

---

The front door opens as Doyoung makes his way back inside, a plastic bag full of food in his hands. 

“How did it go?” Taeyong asks, quickly reaching over to grab the food from Doyoung’s hands as he removes his shoes. 

“It went well, actually.” Doyoung replies, removing his hat. “She was actually really busy with the walk-ins that she also forgot that we were coming in. She said that Y/N never texted her to check if we went, so as far as I know, Y/N doesn’t know that we forgot.”

“Well, that’s good,” Taeyong says as they make their way to the dining table, taking out the food Doyoung brought back. Doyoung makes his way to the sink and washes his hands.

“She also taught me how to cut Minyoung’s hair, so everything should be fine. How did it go over here, though? Are the boys okay?” Doyoung asks as he dries his hands.

“They’ve been asleep the entire time. Minyoung woke up briefly but I just gave him a pacifier and he calmed right down and went to sleep. It’s almost as if my presence alone calmed him down.” Taeyong jokes, sitting down across from Doyoung. Doyoung rolls his eyes, his stomach rumbling at the smell of the food. Both Taeyong and Doyoung didn’t realize how hungry they’ve become. 

Doyoung turns on their TV, putting on a random show that gently plays in the background. Both dads eat with vigor, eating as if this is the first meal they’ve had in a week. They both stuff their faces, not caring if they eat too quickly. 

Once they finish off their meal and clean up, they make their way back into the living room, trying to get in a little bit of relaxation before the two babies wake up. Doyoung puts on videos of haircuts for infants on the TV, studying up before the real thing. 

“I thought you knew how,” Taeyong says, watching the video on the screen as well. 

Doyoung shakes his head, “I mean, the explanation she gave me was super quick and this is, quite frankly, the first time I’ve ever cut hair.”

“Don’t forget, the competition is still happening,” Taeyong says, “Just because you forgot to do the one task your wife asked you to do, doesn’t mean that I hold any sympathy. I will win.”

“Okay, okay. I get it.” Doyoung says, too tired to argue at this point. 

Youngchul’s cry rings behind the closed bedroom door, both dads jumping into action. 

“Did you wake up, Youngchul?” Taeyong asks, grabbing his son from the crib. Minyoung cries as well, being awakened by the cries of his friend. 

“Minyoung, it’s okay, appa’s here!” Doyoung shushes his son, picking him up as well. 

Both dads get back into it, changing their sons’ diapers, giving them both a quick refresher, some rice puffs as a little pick-me-up, all before it’s time. 

Doyoung sighs from his spot on the ground, his hands shaking as he examines his son’s hair. Taeyong sits on the couch, Youngchul on his lap as they both watch Doyoung and Minyoung. 

“Do you need any help?” Taeyong asks, just as nervous as Doyoung is. 

Doyoung shakes his head, “I can’t get you roped into this as well.” Doyoung grabs the spray bottle from the side, spraying his son's hair with water and gently brushing it down.

“I can do it. If I deal with Haechan for more than 10 years, I can deal with this.” 

Minyoung looks down at his toys, playing with a small, red, squishy fire truck that he places in his lap. A towel drapes his shoulders as Minyoung stays still, not making any sudden movements as his dad brushes his long hair.

“Okay, I’m going to cut now,” Doyoung says, his shaky hands reaching for the scissors. Taeyong puts a hand over his eyes and puts one around Youngchul’s as well, both boys too nervous to watch. Doyoung measures out his son’s long bangs with his index and middle finger before raising up the delicate hair he holds between his fingers. He grabs the scissors and takes a deep breath, holding it as he begins to cut. 

Snip.

Minyoung’s hair falls around him, landing on the towel and ground. Doyoung cut Minyoung’s hair in a straight line, remembering what your friend and the videos taught him. He takes the hair and textures it, cutting the hair vertically. Doyoung brushes it down to check the length.

“Oh no.” Doyoung says, brushing his son’s hair. 

“What happened?” Taeyong asks, taking his hand away from his eyes. He looks down at Minyoung, trying to see the damage done. 

“Oh no.” Taeyong says as well.

Minyoung’s bangs were definitely shorter. Instead of falling just to the middle of the forehead like it should have been, they fell well above it… well, at least, some parts of it. Doyoung was not careful when he was trying to texture the hair, cutting off big chunks of it causing Minyoung’s bangs to just look uneven. 

“I mean, it looks trendy! The short bangs are the biggest trend for babies these days” Taeyong says, trying to find light in this situation. Doyoung frantically combs his son’s hair, trying to see if his mistakes look noticeable at different angles. Regardless of what he does, Minyoung’s hair just falls back to their place, showing off all of the uneven cuts. 

“It’s not that bad, right?” Doyoung says, brushing his son’s hair again.

Taeyong shakes his head, “Minyoung’s hair has been cut! The instructions are now complete.”

Doyoung nods back, brushing off all of the cut hair from the towel and the ground. He grabs his son and places him next to Taeyong as he gets a broom to sweep up the hair, hiding the evidence. 

Taeyong brushes Minyoung’s newly cut hair, doing all he can to hold back his laughter, “You’re so trendy, Minyoung!” 

Doyoung sits back down after putting everything away, looking at his son again.

“It’s not that bad, I think?” Doyoung says. “Minyoung, look at me!”

Minyoung turns his head to look at his dad, his short, uneven bangs looking worse by the second.

Doyoung couldn’t hold it back anymore and lets out a hearty laugh, “I’m so sorry, Minyoung.”

Taeyong joins the laughter, “What were we thinking?” 

Doyoung shakes his head, laughing, “It’s just hair. It will grow back. It’ll all be okay.”

He picks up his son, looking down into his big eyes. Minyoung looks up at his father and suddenly starts laughing, causing Doyoung to smile back.

“Oh? Are you happy, Minyoung?” Doyoung laughs with the biggest smile on his face. “We can actually see your handsome face now, Minyoung! You’ve never looked happier!”

Doyoung jumps up and bounces his son, trying to keep Minyoung laughing.

“Look at how happy you are, Minyoung!” Doyoung cheers, happiness evident in his voice. Minyoung seemingly assures him through his cheerful giggles that everything will be okay. 

---

Towards the end of the day, Taeyong and Doyoung find themselves both on the ground again, Minyoung at the other side of the living room. 

“Doyoung, just accept your defeat now,” Taeyong says, “You already messed up the haircut, it’s only fair that Minyoung will choose me.

Doyoung rolls his eyes, “If anything, he’s glad that he can see his appa now. He’ll come to me, watch.”

Minyoung sits on the ground, looking at his dad and his uncle at the other side of the room. Doyoung claps his hands together, showing his son the biggest smile out of desperation, calling out to Minyoung to come towards him. Taeyong does the same, bouncing up and down, trying to grab Minyoung’s attention. 

“Snacks, Minyoung. Don’t forget the snacks!” Taeyong says.

“Minyoung, if you love your appa, come towards me!” Doyoung cheers, a slight tone of desperation apparent in his voice. 

“Appa!” Minyoung says, the gummiest smile on his face. Minyoung gets on all fours and starts crawling, this time, not towards Taeyong, but towards Doyoung?

“Minyoung, I love you! You’re doing it!” Doyoung smiles, his expression getting happier by the second.

“Appa!” Minyoung says again, crawling even faster towards Doyoung until he ultimately reaches his father, giggles all throughout the air.

Doyoung tosses his son into the air, catching him and covering his faces with billions of kisses. “You’re so happy, aren’t you? You can see your appa now!”

Even though he lost, Taeyong laughs alongside his best friend, the happiness in the room too contagious to ignore. 

“Alright, Youngchul, it’s your turn!” Doyoung says, standing up and walking towards the baby sitting on the couch. “Wow, I didn’t think Minyoung would actually come to me.”

“You seemed so confident, though, Doyoung.” Taeyong laughs.

Doyoung ignores Taeyong’s comment and places Youngchul on the ground, quickly rushing back next to Taeyong. 

“Youngchul, my darling son, come towards appa! If you love appa, come to me!” Taeyong cheers, bouncing up and down just as he did for Minyoung.

Doyoung hits Taeyong’s arm, “Hey! Don’t steal my methods! Youngchul, come to your favorite uncle! If you come to me, we’ll win!”

Youngchul’s starry eyes look up from his spot at the other side of the living room. He looks up at his dad, smiling as he sees him bounce up and down like a crazy man. His eyes move to Doyoung, watching his uncle clap and give gummy smiles, happily cheering for Youngchul. 

“Appa! Appa!” Youngchul cheers, moving onto all fours, attempting to crawl. 

“Yes! I’m appa! Come to appa!” Taeyong says, doing his best to not jump towards his son. 

Minyoung sits on the right side of his dad, shaking one of his toys proudly, trying to show as much excitement as the two dads in the room are. Youngchul’s attention is immediately grabbed by Minyoung and his rattling toy, causing him to change directions and head straight towards him. 

“Are you coming towards me?” Doyoung says, shocked that Youngchul changed his mind from heading to Taeyong to heading more towards Doyoung.

“Ah!” Youngchul cheers, heading even faster towards Minyoung. He sits right in front of Minyoung, clapping his hands together in delight that he’s closer with his best friend. Minyoung claps too, accidentally giving the toy to Youngchul who now grabs the toy and shakes it himself. 

“He went to Minyoung.” Doyoung says, looking at Taeyong.

“What does that mean?” Taeyong asks, trying to evaluate the situation. 

“This was an unexpected outcome,” Doyoung gets up from his spot, “It’s only fair that I won since Minyoung actually came to me.” 

“Okay, but the competition isn’t technically over! We didn’t make rules if Youngchul went to Minyoung.” Taeyong pouts, reaching over to wipe off the drool that leaks from his son’s smiley face. 

“Just accept your defeat, Taeyong.”

“But I didn’t even lose! The game isn’t over!”

“The game is over! I have 2 points and you and Minyoung are tied for second place with 1 point each!”

“Minyoung doesn’t count!”

“You’re saying my son doesn’t count?”

“Okay, you know that’s not what I mean! I’m just saying that he wasn’t in the rules, so his point doesn’t count!”

“Look, you’re just being a sore loser… Just accept it!”

“But I didn’t lose! Let’s put Minyoung on the couch and try agai--”

“--We’re home!”

The front door unlocks as you walk in, Taeyong’s wife and your best friend trailing behind.

“Where’s my Youngchul?” T/W/N asks, quickly removing her shoes to rush inside as quickly as possible, running past you.

“Ma! Ma!” Youngchul cheers when he hears his mother’s voice. She walks towards the living room, gasping in excitement when she sees her baby.

“Peek-a-boo! There you are!” she smiles, completely ignoring her pouting husband and going over to pick up her son, raining kisses on his cheeks. 

You trail behind her, equally as excited to see your son.

“Minyoung! Eomma’s home!” You cheer, gasping as well when you see your son, except, not quite from excitement. 

“Welcome home, babe!” Doyoung jumps up and tries to hug you, attempting to distract you from the botched haircut that he hopes you didn’t see. You totally saw it. 

You dodge his hug and grab your son, examining his unfortunate hair. “Minyoung! What happened to your hair? Why is it so short? Why is it so uneven?”

Taeyong and Doyoung both do their best to remove themselves from the situation, asking your best friend about the wedding dress as she heads inside, also noticing the botched haircut.

“Doyoung, what happened to Minyoung’s hair?” you ask, frantically brushing what’s left of Minyoung’s hair with your hands.

“Hm? Oh that? Well you see… what had happened was…” he begins, his eyes avoiding your’s. 

“The truth, Doyoung.” you say, knowing well that he would have come up with a crazy story before finally telling the truth. 

“Taeyong and I--”

“--wait, wait, wait. No,” Taeyong starts, “Don’t drag me in on this. If I knew, I would have reminded him. I sw-- OW!” His attempt at defending was cut short when his wife pinched his side.

“You still should have stopped him!” she scolds. Taeyong holds up two hands, planning to not chime in anymore.

Doyoung takes a deep breath, “Okay, okay. I was really busy and overwhelmed with taking care of the three babies--”

“--Wait. Three babies?”

“Taeyong.”

“Sorry.”

“As I was saying,” Doyoung begins again, “I was so busy taking care of the babies that by the time I realized I forgot, it was too late, so I decided to do it myself. I returned the necklace! So don’t worry about th--”

“--You really think the necklace is my biggest concern right now? Our son looks like-- he looks like--” You say, doing your best to control your anger. You take a look at your son again, seeing the Doyoung mini-me look at you with the softest eyes. When Minyoung notices your eyes on his, he smiles, happy to see his mom after an entire day.

“He… actually looks kinda cute.” You say, your son’s contagious smile causes you to smile as well. 

“I know, I know, I'm so sorr-- wait what? He looks what?” Doyoung says, shock prevalent in his voice. 

“He actually does look cute!” Your best friend now chimes in, standing beside you and looking at Minyoung. “This style of hair is very trendy amongst babies. I mean, not this extreme, but still!”

Minyoung’s smiles knowing that your best friend is near. He smiles and leans towards her, wanting to be held by her.

“Oh? You wanna come to me?” she asks as she holds her out her hands and carefully takes your son into her arms. Minyoung is all smiles in her arms, happy to see her after a long time.

“He does look cute, now that I think about it,” Taeyong’s wife says, “Little Minyoung is so handsome, he can pull off any haircut!”

Doyoung and Taeyong look at each other, both awestruck by unexpected reactions they received. You and the girls all gush over the babies, bringing up how one of their favorite celebrity’s baby also has the same haircut.

“So… you’re not mad?” Doyoung asks gently, trying not to get you any angrier if you were.

“I’m not mad. Just next time… let’s leave the haircutting to the professionals, Doyoung.”

---

ahh and it’s done! i had so much fun writing this scenario!

i have more scenarios in the works including some return of the superman situations!

i hope you guys liked this one and let me know if you have any requests! my requests are open :)

let me know what you guys think!

- amy <3

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dadmas 2022 | nct

new parts will be posted at 11pm everyday in december :)

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d1 - making new traditions with jungwoo

d2 - sledging with ten

d3 - christmas in chicago with johnny 

d4 - meeting santa with renjun

d5 - decorating with jaehyun

d6 - baby’s first christmas with kun

d7 - making him a christmas card with haechan

d8 - visiting family in ??? with ??? 

d9 - christmas crafts with ???

d10 - xmas movie night with ??? 

d11 - baking christmas cookies with ???

d12 - playing in snow with ??? 

d13 - christmas trip (hot) with ???

d14 - christmas trip (cold) ???

d15 - they make him a christmas present with ???

d16 - making xmas snacks with ???

d17 - donating toys/food with ???

d18 - writing letters to santa with ???

d19 - hot chocolate with ??? 

d20 - making xmas cards for members with ???

d21 - ice skating with ???

d22 - ??? with ??? 

d23 - ???

d24 - nct kids christmas party

d25 - ???

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nct 127 react to their child getting a bad grade

➸ request from anon: how would 127 react to their child bringing home a bad grade?

➸ note: this took so long to write omg but i hope you like it!! i tried to make a variety of situations here so i hope that i did well and represented each one correctly !!

➸ word count: 2121 words

➸ eunbi; aged 5, jude; aged 14, akane; aged 14, amelia & alissa; aged 14, kyungmin; aged 13, jaesang; aged 15, lucas; aged 4, dalgun; aged 14

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Lee Taeyong:

‘Hello beautiful,’ Taeyong greets you as he walks through the door, pecking your cheek.

‘Hi Yongie,’ you grin, ‘how was work?’

‘Okay, kind of stressful.. we recorded some of the new album but the normal sound tech was sick-‘

‘Oh no,’ you pout.

‘Where’s Eunbi?’ Taeyong asks, looking around the entrance of your house for your daughter, ‘she always runs down the stairs when she hears the door open.’

‘She’s a bit upset,’ you warn, ‘got her report card back and she hasn’t done as well as she hoped.’

Taeyong sighs. Eunbi is always like this, a bit of a perfectionist while also wallowing when things don’t exactly go her way.

‘I’ll go and speak to her, ok? You should sit down and rest, and I’ll come to bed once I speak to her,’ Taeyong affectionately rubs your bump which held your growing twins.

‘M’kay,’ you hum, yawning while making your way to your bedroom.

‘Bee?’ Taeyong asks, poking his head around the door to see Eunbi hunched over a book.

‘Oh.. hi daddy,’ she mutters, ‘I’m just reading.’

‘Mama told me that you’re disappointed with some of your grades.’

‘It’s just… in maths. I try so hard but I always get Ds in all of the tests.’

‘I’ll tell you what Bee… how about we get you a tutor? They can come over and help you with your maths.’

‘Really?’ Eunbi asks, eyes widening slightly, ’that would be nice.’

‘Yeah, Bee, me and mama will sort it out for you. Please don’t worry too much, ok? You’re only young, you have time to get better.’

’Thank you dad.’

‘You’re welcome Bee. Remember, I love you.’

Johnny Suh:

‘Oh God, oh no,’ Jude mutters to himself as he hears his father ascending the stairs, getting closer and closer to his room.

It was close to his exams, about five or six months away, and in order to prepare him and his classmates for them, they had all gone through a series of mock exams.

Jude had failed all of his science exams.

‘Hey buddy,’ Johnny greets, ‘did you get your mock exam results today?’

‘….yes,’ Jude murmurs, trying to avoid his father’s gaze.

‘How did you do?’

‘Uh…’

‘You can tell me…’

‘I passed most of them.. except science. I failed miserably.’

‘Miserably?’

‘I don’t even want to tell you how bad I failed.’

Johnny sighs deeply, flopping his tired body down onto the bottom of Jude’s bed.

‘What are you gonna do about it?’ Johnny asks.

‘Revise…’

‘Good man,’ Johnny claps him on the back, trying his hardest to be an encouraging supportive dad, albeit being a bit awkward.

‘I’m sorry,’ Jude mumbles.

‘As long as your grades improve, then we can just consider this a one off.’

Nakamoto Yuta:

It was a rare day, in the sense that Yuta’s only responsibility was to pick up Akane from school. It was nearing summer, so both you and Yuta were waiting for the day your oldest daughter came home with the slip of card.

Yuta sees the way Akane’s face lights up when she notices his car, schoolbag flying behind her as she runs.

‘Dad!’ She yells, hugging him across the console.

‘Hi angel,’ he grins, ‘how was your day?’

‘It was okay,’ she shrugs, ‘I got my report card and...’

‘Can I see?’

‘Uh-‘ Akane fishes the card out from the front pocket of her bag, pursing her lips anxiously as she hands it to Yuta.

‘An A in art!’ He exclaims, ‘I’m so proud. I guess all those copic markers and paints were worth it… an A in Japanese as well-‘

‘Did you not see my biology grade?’ Akane cuts in, surprised that her father isn’t scolding her for the D grade.

‘Well… I’d like it if you could study a little more, well I guess that’s what I’m supposed to say, but I’m not mad at you, if that’s what you thought.’

‘Oh. I was worried you would be.’

’I’ve told you this time and time again. Your grades don’t define you. They’re just stupid letters. I know you’re one of the most talented kids among your class.’

‘Really?’

‘Of course you are Kans… come on, I’ll treat you to some ice cream.’

Jung Jaehyun:

You should’ve known. Having twins meant that no matter what, they would always be compared by someone, whether it’s consciously or not.

Alissa and Amelia were incredibly similar, both pretty and girly, but they also had some differences. One being that Amelia was far more academic, opting to spend time studying over going out with friends like Alissa.

So naturally, when Amelia did better than Alissa in the end of year exams, you weren’t sure who to talk to first.

‘Ah well done Ahyoung!’ Jaehyun’s mother praised Amelia, who smiled happily, ’straight As!’

‘I swear to God, if one more person feels the need to talk about how great Amelia is I may throttle them,’ Alissa grumbles, folding her arms tightly and rolling her eyes.

‘Just endure it,’ Jaehyun reassures her, ‘you know your grandma will shut up about it eventually.’

You can tell that she’s extremely bothered by the attention on Amelia, but you decide to leave her be for now as to not to cause a scene or make Amelia feel bad.

But later, you and Jaehyun both gently knock on her bedroom door, opening it after she gives you her blessing.

‘Hi Lissa,’ you smile, ‘how are you feeling?’

‘I’m okay…’ she shrugs, ‘it’s just hard not being as naturally good at everything like she is.’

‘You’re both great at different things,’ Jaehyun responds, ‘you still passed all of your exams, you did really well, and we’re both going to let you both have equally nice treats each.’

Alissa sniffs.

‘And if you really really want to up your grades, you could spend some more time studying,’ you suggest, ‘we’ll help you in anyway that you need us to.’

’Thank you mumma/momma,’ Alissa murmurs, allowing you both to give her loving hugs.

‘Come on, love, get dressed,’ Jaehyun says, ‘we’re going to go and have a nice celebratory dinner, no grades or exams mentioned.’

‘Is it a buffet?’

You laugh at Alissa’s bluntness, ‘yes, it is a buffet.’

Kim Doyoung:

Doyoung expected better from Kyungmin. He’d hoped that his previous bad grades had inspired him to make more effort this time, but no.

Ds and Fs across the board.

‘Kyungmin, I really don’t know what you want me to do anymore. I know that you can do better than this.’

Kyungmin stays silent, seemingly deciding to just take your lectures.

‘I don’t know what I need to do to make you want to study,’ you sigh in defeat, ‘I don’t want to force you, but…’

For the first time you see tears begin to form in Kyungmin’s eyes, and suddenly he’s cowering under your gaze.

‘What’s wrong?’

‘I do so terribly in the exams because I can’t read the words…’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I can’t read them… they’re just a blur and the letters like move around.’

You and Doyoung exchange a look.

‘Kyungmin… I’m sorry that we never noticed you struggling.’

‘I never mentioned it,’ he shrugs, evading eye contact.

‘I wish you had…’ you mumble, feeling a wave of guilt over the fact that your son was clearly suffering and you had no idea.

‘I’m sorry,’ Doyoung says, leaning down and engaging his son in a loving hug, ‘we’ll make an appointment for you, and you can talk to us about it a it more if you want okay?’

‘Yeah, I would like that. Thank you, Dad. I’m sorry I didn’t mention it earlier.’

‘It’s okay Kyungmin. I’m just glad that we can help you now.’

Kim Jungwoo:

‘Kim Jaesang,’ Jungwoo announces, a bit like a game show host. He’s holding Jaesang’s report card in between his fingers, while both you and your oldest son wait for him to read out his grades.

‘You got a B in computing.’

‘Really?’ Jaesang’s eyes widen, clearly surprised.

‘That’s so great!’ You praise, knowing how much he struggled to get that grade in such a difficult subject.

‘All that studying actually paid off,’ Jaesang sighs in relief, a faint smile spreading across his face.

‘But you got a D in English.’

‘Oh,’ Jaesang’s smile drops, causing your own face to soften at his sadness.

‘It’s okay, Jae,’ you rub his back, ‘you’ve worked so hard this term.’

‘I know… I just don’t want to disappoint either of you. Especially since-‘

‘No, Jae,’ Jungwoo interrupts, ‘don’t say that. You haven’t disappointed us at all. We’re just happy that you tried your best.’

‘Really?’ He squeaks, surprised.

You see him flush pink when you wrap your arms around him, pulling him so that this head is laying in your neck.

‘We’re incredibly proud of you, Jaesang… you work so hard, we couldn’t have asked for a better son.’

Jungwoo nods, joining in your hug on the other side.

‘Tell you what buddy, I’ll let you get a new game. Whatever you want.’

‘Thank you, Dad. I love you both so much.’

‘We love you too,’ you mumble, kissing his cheek, much to his embarrassment.

‘Mum/Mom, stop it!’

Mark Lee:

‘It’s okay, it’s okay, Lu, calm down.’

It’s not the first time your son has come home from school in hysterics. Only Mark is at home, having already picked Lucas up from school.

The one year-old Noah looks concerned from his playmat, put carries on trying to fit his entire first in his mouth anyway.

Mark is crouching down, holding the sobbing Lucas in his arms.

‘The mean kid… he said that I was stupid.’

‘But you’re not,’ Mark insists, rubbing his back in a soothing rhythm, heart shattering at Lucas’ words.

‘Just because I got a D in the science test.’

‘I know that you tried your best,’ Mark replies, ‘I really struggled with science too.’

‘Really?’ Lucas lisps, tears still falling quickly down his face.

‘Yeah, Lu. And you won’t be the only one who didn’t do well. This just means that when the next test comes around, you can study really really hard so you can show him who’s boss.’

Lucas giggles.

‘I’ll study real hard,’ he nods, ‘would you help me though?’

‘I’ll always be here to help you.’

Lee Donghyuck:

‘Eh, I don’t care.’

‘Donghyuck!’ you cry, making him jump.

‘What?’ he squeaks, seemingly surprised at your objection.

Your oldest, Dalgun, sits on the couch between you, shoulders hunched over while you both bicker.

In short, he got a bad grade in one of his classes, and you and Donghyuck have different ways of dealing with it.

‘You shouldn’t be encouraging him!’ You argue, ‘you’re supposed to inspire him to do better!’

‘It’s only a start of year maths test!’

‘Mum/Mom. I promise I’ll do much better next time.’

‘You’d better do better next time, Lee Dalgun. Anyway, I’m going to go and take a shower, then I’ll start on dinner for you and your sister.’

You get up, still completely stone faced, leaving the room and heading up the stairs, making soft thudding noises.

‘I was shit at maths too,’ Donghyuck announces once you’re out of earshot.

‘Don’t sweat it kid,’ he claps him on the back, ‘you’re still young, you have time. A little bit of studying wouldn’t hurt though.’

‘I will, Dad.’

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doyoung’s family | k.dy

➸ note; alot of people requested some doyoung so here u go <33

➸ word count; 2239 words

➸ (by end) byungchul; aged 5, kyungmin & deoksu; newborn

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Firstly I have thought about this quite a lot and I don’t think Doyoung would have an oopsy baby at all

I feel like he’s big into family planning and very responsible

And I also feel like he just wouldn’t give two fucks ab the company or anything,, as soon as he gets broody like he’s telling you that he wants to have a baby

Usually you would just shoot him down, reminding him of all of the cons and negatives of his environment, and why it wouldn’t be fair to involve a child in all of that,, and he would eventually back down but feel a bit :/ about it

n e ways

Once he eventually completes his military service and NCT turns a whole 10 years old you get married and your wishes to have a child eventually match his <3

It takes maybe 4 or 5 months but you eventually fall pregnant and ur both ecstatic for obvious reasons

Doyoung feels like he has to tell EVERYONE and it takes him a lot of self restraint to not blurt it out in front of all of the members after you repeatedly tell him that you should wait a while

You do get quite sick… not too sick though, just the average dizziness and vomiting but it simmers down after a few months

I feel like he would try his best to comfort you but he would honestly really annoy you sometimes

Like you’d feel really nauseous and just want to sit quietly while trying to fight it off but he just keeps talking to you and trying to make you laugh and ur just sat in front of the toilet like SHUT UP if you make me laugh I may projectile vomit all over you and you WONT be happy

I think I went on a bit of a tangent there

I could just imagine it sorry

I feel like he’s quite chill when it comes down to it. Like he clearly cares and is very passionate about raising and giving your child everything but he’s not in a rush to buy baby clothes immediately or anything

You just take it one day at a time for the first twelve weeks, deciding to just set aside money and worry about buying things later

Doyoung MAKES SURE that he has the day off for your first ultrasound

Literally he does not care what he has to miss he will BE THERE

He sits right beside you, holding your hand the whole time, but he does laugh at you a bit when the cold gel makes you squirm

Holds your hand the whole time and 100% cries when you finally see the baby on the screen

After you’re sure everything is safe and okay literally every single member of every group and every single SM employee knows

He shows them the ultrasound photo in his wallet and he’s like look <3 I have a baby on the way

Also explains to you why everybody is suddenly very doting and gentle with you and the 127 members randomly send a massive bouquet of flowers to your house

I feel like Doyoung would act like normal in public but be very doting on you in private

Loves to cuddle w you and put his arm around your bump and just kind of take in the fact that its real

A big bulk of your pregnancy is in winter and you find yourself being extra sensitive to the cold and Doyoung makes sure you’re always wrapped in lots of blankets drinking warm drinks

Honestly you love this Doyoung, he’s not usually nearly as soft as this and you love it

He buys you lots of candles and thick knit cardigans to wear when you go out

TELL ME HE WOULDN’T SING TO THE BABY

Sometimes he goes a bit too hard on the vocals and ur like ‘you know they can’t appreciate all the ballads you sing them’ and he’s like ‘what do u mean they’re my child of course they can appreciate a good rendition of from home’

You also discover that IOU is their favourite NCT song, they kick like MAD

You decide not to find out whether its a boy or a girl, just for the sake of more excitement

Although you’re both fairly confident its a boy, even though you both promise not to have the argument

Once spring is coming to a close you start getting properly excited

Doyoung and Jaehyun paint the nursery (white and lilac colour scheme, Doyoung’s choice) while you sit in your new rocking chair (which Doyoung carries into the living room because ‘YOU CANT BE AROUND THE PAINT FUMES’)

You sleep a lot leading up to it

Doyoung is just there to hold you, knowing that in a few short months you’ll be incredibly sleep deprived

Although every so often you wake up needing to pee lmao

Summer eventually rolls in and its awful for you

Its really hot and sticky and gross and you just feel so uncomfy

You spend most of your time at home in like shorts and a small top/your bra with the air con and fan blasting

Because of the heat the last few weeks you always feel quite nauseous and you get quite sick again

You go into labour at home

You wake up feeling vey intense contractions and you’re in a fuck ton of pain

You think maybe its just cramps for a bit but then you eventually realise and Doyoung is like shit

After your contractions get closer and closer he takes you into hospital

And you have lil Byungchul early in the morning in mid July <3

Its quite a nice experience, its nighttime and its quiet and he doesn’t give you too much trouble

Hes a longboi,, literally 22 inches long

And also very big, like 8 pounds

And Doyoung is just in love

You’re really tired and laying in bed just absolutely exhausted and Doyoung is just standing by the window bouncing him in his arms

‘I told you he’d be a boy,’ he laughs, lifting Byungchul up so that his tiny hand grazes his face.

‘I agreed with you,’ you whine, ‘stop making it out like I argued with you.’

You realise really quickly that Doyoung is the most doting and loving father ever

He spends a lot of time cuddling him

He loves to like do things for him, like give him his bottle or calm him down when he cries

I feel like Doyoung would talk about his family just like he talks about his brother  sometimes but I think he’d be quite private and want to protect Byungchul’s privacy

We all know how much he hates sasaengs hello

He would definitely fight on behalf of both of you

Because he loves you both so much

Doyoung is definitely his favourite parent 100%, its very obvious but it melts your heart so you deal with it

He always always goes to his dad or asks for his dad first if he needs something

When he’s little NCT have a show in Japan and so you take him and you go to Disneyland and u have to just stop yourself from bursting into tears of pride because they’re just SO CUTE

we all know that Doyoung would be supportive of his kids like literally no matter what

he would let Byungchul do whatever he wanted

Like when he would tell you what career he wanted to pursue that week Doyoung would always encourage him and tell him that he could do any job he wanted

Sometimes when he visits Doyoung at work and he asks all the stylists to put some glittery eyeshadow on him and paint his nails black

Also very well dressed?? Doyoung isn’t big on designer clothes for the baby because ‘they’re a waste, he will grow out of them in no time’ but he still wears nice clothes (and Doyoung would never admit it but he likes to match with him, they have lots of matching clothes, especially matching sweaters)

He loves to spend time with Byungchul, its his actual favourite thing in the world

He likes to take him to places like cafes and pretty public gardens and art galleries and takes pictures of him and omg I can just imagine it

I sense a cuddler,,,, in both of them

When Byungchul is a young toddler he goes through a phase where he is just attached to you or Doyoung like a koala

And Doyoung really likes the attention, he can’t lie

As Byungchul grows up Doyoung starts to want another

Obviously he’s extremely close with his brother so he really really wants Byungchul and his future sibling to have the same level of closeness

So he brings it up with you<3 and you agree

kim deoksu & kim kyungmin (identical twins)

Obviously very expected

Doyoung is absolutely thrilled

Like the thought of Byungchul actually having a lil friend

Byungchul is kind of confused by the concept of having a sibling

But once you explain it’s just like Lucas and Noah he gets it

And he was actually seemingly excited

Sometimes he’d be playing with his toy cars in his room and he’d be like ‘mummy/mommy when will my little brother or sister be here to play cars w me’

And you just have to explain that they gave to actually grow in your stomach first

At 12 weeks you find out it’s twins <3

Naturally youre shocked, like you only ever planned to have two, but you were definitely happy to find out it was twins

Like your youngest children will literally have a built in best friend each

You have an overall okay pregnancy

You decide to find out the genders this time, just to make things a little easier (and also because Byungchul kept asking whether or not he was going to have a brother)

So when u found out it was two boys

Lets just say you were very glad you could give Byungchul what he desperately wanted

Byungchul is quite interested by the whole process, he always asks about them and also helps Doyoung paint the nursery

This time before you go to bed, he sings two songs, claiming one for each help

Also talks to them individually, eventually addressing them each by name

I don’t think he’d be the type to make them match or anything, so you accumulate lots of tiny baby grows in various different colours

Again the majority of your pregnancy is in summer it is PAIN

By the end you’re so sweaty and uncomfortable that you literally just want them to be out so so badly

So you do try very hard

It’s hard to move around properly since you are carrying around the weight of like 3 whole people

Byungchul had gone back to school at this point so you and Doyoung were just home alone all day

Does anyone remember that episode of Good Luck Charlie where Amy really wants to go into labour so she and Teddy try like a fuckton of things

That’s you

Bouncing on a ball, spicy food everything

Nothing works like at all

You start to get quite frustrated

Doyoung tries really hard to comfort you but eventually you do go into labour

It goes on forever

Like?? Ur last one was nice and peaceful and Byungchul just came out no problems no faff

But with Deoksu and Kyungmin they just hate you

Firstly it just goes on for ages, and the contractions are really strong and painful and its just horrible </3

Doyoung tries to comfort you, and holds you through it, massaging your scalp and trying to rock you to sleep so you can sleep through it

You do fall asleep a few times but always wake up when you get a particularly painful contraction

After nearly 30 hours you’re finally fully dilated

Just before you start pushing the midwives ask him if he would like to deliver the babies

And at first he looks to you for permission

But you’re in far too much pain to speak really so you kind of just nod weakly

So Doyoung gets dressed in scrubs

You would’ve laughed at him but you’re a bit preoccupied

Deoksu is born first

Doyoung, with guidance from the midwife pulls him out and holds him for a few seconds, before passing him off to be weighed and checked over etc

Three minutes later Kyungmin is out, and once again Doyoung takes him to the midwives and by that time he can take Deoksu back to you and place him on your chest

You spend a few minutes just doting on him and crying over him and trying to calm him down

Eventually they’ve checked Kyungmin over, and they bring him to you and lay them next to each other and they actually calm down surprisingly

A few hours later when Byungchul gets to visit he’s just so enthralled by then

You get to take them home the next day

You sit in between them in the backseat, Doyoung drives like a snail because he doesn’t want to disturb them lmao

Anyway when you’re finally home it just feels amazing, like finally your little family is fully complete u feel like ur gonna burst

And Byungchul loves the twins so much <3