#dad!hoseok

[hobicuffed]

Out of Place - JHS

Husband!Dad!Hoseok x Wife!Stay-At-Home-Mom!Reader

Genre: hoseok x reader, established relationship au, married au, domestic au, husband hoseok, dad hoseok, angst, ends in fluff, slice of life au, oc son and daughter

Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: When you fell in love with Hoseok, you knew he was the man you’d spend the rest of your life with, even if it meant leaving your home country to live with him in Korea. But when the homesickness starts to settle in again and you decide to pay your country a visit, your husband doesn’t really take your absence as well as he lets on, and your daughter knows it.

A/N: Hi! I was on such a steady roll for a while that it feels like this is my first time uploading in ages even though it’s only been about a week I think. Finally finished my exams last week so moving home and out of my apartment for the summer has changed up my schedule. Anyway, just to note, you and Hoseok have been together for years before this so of course you’ve been to your home country now and again despite living in Korea with him. It’s not like you just completely up and ditched your family, lol. But remember that for the majority of your dating years, Hoseok was busy on tour and in the studio. I imagine you’d visit home a few times but Hoseok wasn’t able to accompany you for most of it, being as busy at he was. He mostly connected with your family through phone calls and texts. Once you got married and he slowed down his career, he could visit your family alongside you more often, but this is his first time being present (not on tour/busy) when you visit home on your own, hence his unfamiliarity with you being away from him in this au. Hopefully, that provides some context. If anyone’s interested, I’d love to do an au on how you and Hoseok met/what life was like when you were dating/in college and living through his superstar days. As always, please let me know if you enjoy! Thank you for reading. :)

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Fresh-picked flowers lined the kitchen as per usual, in vases on counters, as centerpieces on tables, and on the floor in tall marble pots. One of your many candles rested above the living room's coffee table, filling the air with a calming scent. All throughout the home's bottom floor, floor-to-ceiling windows rest uncovered, allowing the gentle rays of the sun to light the space naturally. 

Nothing was out of place in the beautiful dwelling you got to call home. Except for the smile on your husband's face. 

Your home has grown familiar with Hoseok's sighs ever since you rolled your suitcase out the door the day before. It was usually Hoseok who was out and about, flying across the world, and moving from one place to the other. In the mornings, when he woke up, you were next to him with your smiling face. In the evenings, when he came home, you were there to greet him with a hug and kiss. And on the days where he was able to spend afternoons at home, you were more than willing to spend it cuddled up in your abode with him. 

Since his debut, you'd been the one constantly waiting on him. Late nights on the couch, fighting to stay awake to see him come home. Or late nights beside him in the studio, yawning as you listened to track after track because Hoseok wasn't ready to give up. Or afternoons you spent lounging in bed, already missing the man who'd once again had to run off to dance practice after dance practice. Not to forget, all the months you'd spent wishing he'd finally walk through the door, knowing he was on stage across the world.

Hoseok wasn't used to things being the other way around. In his world that moved so fast, you were one of the only constants in his life. Every time he looked for you, you were just about always there. Maybe had he still been in his younger years, running in between studios and practice rooms and tour buses and photoshoots, he wouldn't have felt your absence as much. But now that the two of you had finally settled down, bought a home, and started your family, the newfound slowness to his life meant he was spoiled with time to spend with you. Hoseok had almost forgotten what it was like to be away from you for more than a couple of hours. 

Which is why, now, with you deciding to return to your home country for some time, everything in your perfect home suddenly felt so out of place for your gloomy husband.

His shoulders hung as he swung open the refrigerator door, grabbing a cold bottle of lemonade from inside. He took a swig before making his way up the stairs and to the office, deciding to work on some lyrics to pass the time. He twirls a pen between his fingers, leaning back in his seat as he stares at the ceiling. He doesn't remember being so dejected about your departure when you'd left. In fact, anyone looking in from the outside would see that he was encouraging you to go. He knew how homesick you'd been for the past month. Your playlist of songs that reminded you of home seemed to frequent your search history more than others and you were unknowingly talking about your family more than usual. While Hoseok of course loved having you with him, he always felt slightly guilty that you'd basically uprooted your entire life when you decided to stay with him in Korea, especially knowing that it meant you'd be apart from your parents and siblings. Being as close as he was to his, he couldn't imagine how it must feel.

So he smiled as you threw your duffle bag over your shoulder and grabbed the handle to your suitcase. It wasn't until the door shut behind you that he realized he may have been slightly faking it all along.

You huffed, finally allowing yourself to believe you hadn't forgotten anything, as you scanned your bags one last time. Hoseok walks up to stand before you, followed by your two little duckling-like children. "Just go!" Hoseok laughs as Sage and Hui plop down at his feet. "You've checked your bags like five times now. And yes, I've been counting." You groan, laughing at yourself as well when you realize how silly you're being. "I just want to make sure I have everything!" Deep down, you know that maybe you're actually just not ready to leave the three of them yet. 

You give up on checking your bags, knowing Hoseok will scold you if you open up another one to sift through. But as always, your brain runs a mile a minute and you're quick to find something else to busy your brain that stops you from leaving the house once again. "There's still salad in the fridge! Make sure to use it up before it goes bad okay?" you remind your husband to which he nods. "Okay, and um... Oh!  I did laundry last night but it's still in the dryer so remember to bring it out please." Hoseok nods again as a smile creeps onto his face. He already knows this is just the start of a ramble session he'd have to cut you off from, lest you miss your flight. You did this every time the two of you were about to part for an extended period of time. "Okay, and what else?.. Oh, formula's in the cabinet, diapers are in the closet-" "Yes, yes, I have also been feeding and changing diapers for the past four years," Hoseok says, pointing to the two toddlers curled around his legs. You mentally smack yourself. "Right, right.." you huff, unable to think of anything more to add to your procrastination. 

"You're going to miss your flight," your husband warns, pulling you into a last goodbye hug. You sigh wrapping your arms around him. "I know," you whine sadly. "I'll see you when I get back." "Mhm, bye baby," he says. "Even though we already said goodbye ten minutes ago," he snarkily adds and you laugh at your failed previous attempt to leave each other.

"Bye, mommy!" Your two-year-old, Hui, calls from his spot on the floor. "Bye sweetie!" you grin, leaning down to reach his eye level. "Are you sure you guys will be okay?" you pout at your husband. "Of course we will!" He cheers, reaching down to scoop the boy into his arms. "We're going to have so much fun, aren't we, son?" Hoseok reaches up to tickle his stomach, causing an eruption of laughter. "See?" Hoseok smiles at you, watching as the worry falls from your shoulders.

His pen clattering against the table as it slips from his fingers wakes Hoseok from his thoughts. His feigned coolness about your solo vacation was likely also to do with the two of you's kids, asleep a few rooms down. If there was anyone who should have such an adverse reaction to your leaving, it should be the toddlers. Hoseok knew the best way to keep them from trying to dissuade you with tantrums and tears was to be positive himself. And as hoped, his desire for you to fill the growing hole in your heart rubbed off on your children. Sage and Hui's combined maturity and big heart despite their young age helped them to understand the situation. Hoseok smiled at the thought of his smart kids. They were being raised well.

The rest of the day without you after you'd left had gone rather smoothly. Hoseok spent it having playtime, cooking dinner, and watching movies with the two as night fell. It wasn't until he'd stepped into his empty bed and felt the quiet chill of the house that the longing feeling began to sink in. And waking up to the empty bed once again was no better. Sage and Hui were his only distractions, but now, with the two of them tucked into bed for their regular afternoon naps, he found himself thinking of you once more.

Usually, the kids' nap times were you and Hoseok's holy grails. The two of you would synchronously plop onto the couch with a sigh after finally getting them down. It was one of the only chances the two of you had for alone time. Hoseok finds it funny that he's now wishing the kids would wake up sooner.

"Focus, Hoseok," he mutters to himself, directing back to the journal in front of him. He's finally able to start scribbling down some ideas when a small voice perks up beside him. 

"Daddy?"

Hoseok nearly jumps from his chair, clutching his chest to stop the shriek that threatens to leave him as he looks down at the small body that's crept next to him. "Sage, sweetie, you scared me," he gulps. "Sorry!" she shrieks. He chuckles. "It's okay. You're up already?" he asks with a ruffle to her hair. The little girl furrows her brows up at him. "It's been an hour," she says, pointing to the clock above his desk. Hoseok looks up to see the time. Sure enough, she's correct. "Oh, I guess it has," he laughs. There's no one more punctual than a kid who hates nap time.

"But Hui is still sleeping," she adds. Hoseok lifts beneath her arms and sits her on his lap. "That's okay. We'll let him sleep for a bit more then," he says, kissing her cheek. Sage nods before twisting in his lap to face him. She stares up at him intently without saying anything, and Hoseok quirks an eyebrow at her. "What is it?" he asks. 

"You've been sad since mommy left," she pouts.

Hoseok stares down at the little girl, wondering when she was able to draw that conclusion in between his happy smiles and giggles. He can't help but notice that she stares at him with the same studious expression that you often wear when you know something is wrong. He was never able to fake his emotions around you, which is why you were one of the few people he could be honest with. It seems as though your ability to understand him has been passed down to his little one as well.

She lifts the pen from his fingers and reaches down to his journal, scribbling down an image that he can only guess might be a bunny. 

"When me and Hui miss you, mommy tells us to draw you a picture!" she smiles, scribbling away happily. Her cute voice warms Hoseok's heart. When she passes the pen back to him, two bunnies are doodled upon a bed of grass under a smiling sun in the corner. Sage looks up to smile cutely at him and all he can do is pull her into his chest and hug her tight.

He thought to all the pages of drawings he'd collected over the years that lay safely in his studio where he could look at them when he, too, missed his little babies. "You should try drawing a picture for mommy," Sage suggests with her soft voice. "It might make you feel better."

Hoseok smiles. "Yeah, I agree."

He brings the pen to the paper once again, adding two more bunnies, larger than the first two, and some flowers growing behind them. "That looks really good, daddy!" Sage encourages, clapping her hands together. "Mommy will love it!"

He laughs. "Thank you, baby," he lands another sweet kiss to the crown of her head. "But you're so good at this, I think your drawings might be a bit better than mine," he adds. She giggles making him smile wider. "Help me out?" he asks, passing the pen back to her. She nods happily, adding more doodles around the page before passing it back to Hoseok who does the same. The two continue on like that for quite a while, the room filling with laughter, smiles, and the sound of the pen dragging against the paper. In the midst of their doodle fiasco, Hoseok's phone rings, the screen lighting up with your image, signaling a video call from you.

"It's mommy!" Sage squeals, leaping forward to grab the phone and accept your call.

"Hi, guys!" you smile, happy to see two of the faces you've already missed so much. "I just landed in the airport. How are you, my loves?" "We're good, mommy!" Sage is quick to answer, too excited to see you. She lifts the page that she and Hoseok have been working on until it fills the camera. "Look, daddy and I drew you a picture!" You coo happily, the sight bringing a happy pout to your face. "Did you now?" Hoseok grins at your reaction. "Yes, we did," he says.

"It's beautiful you guys, wow. Thank you so much!" you beam. "I can't wait to see it up close when I get back."

"Me too," Sage responds with a jut of her bottom lip. "We miss you." "So much," Hoseok agrees. "I miss you all, too," you sympathize, adding with a reassuring smile, "But I'll be back soon!" Hoseok nods, giving a squeeze to the girl on his lap. You smile seeing the affection. "I love you guys."

"We love you too, mommy."

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masterlist

A/N: Last note! I don’t know if anyone’s interested enough in these stories to do this lol, but if so I would like to open up a drabble or request list maybe. It could give me more ideas to write. Or also provide clarity for any parts of the storyline that might be confusing? I try to keep the storyline as concise as possible but with so many ideas in my head, I might jumble things up or forget to give context that readers might need and I haven’t provided yet. But, I don’t know! Just an idea :) If there's anyone who'd like to, just feel free to send them in!

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[stay-tiny2021]

Dad!BTS Birthdays

namjoon (rm)

Chaeyoung — February 21

Jinwoo — January 31

jin

Miyoung — October 30

Kyungmi — April 19

Changmin — May 25

yoongi (suga)

Jaesang — October 28

Hwayoung — April 11

hoseok (j-hope)

Taeyang — December 16

Minho — May 26

jimin

Byeol — July 20

Moonsun — August 3

Nari — March 14

taehyung (v)

Hyunwoo & Dae — February 20

Beomsoo — September 24

Nabi — December 4

jungkook

Minseok — December 8

Jinhwan — September 7

Areum — January 28

[jjungkookislife]

If you wrote the hobi telling oc she's gonna be an aunt and they tell him hes gonna be an uncle it would be Hilarious I really wanna know hobis reaction. Like is he gonna be angry, would he wanna beat namjoon so many things could happen lol. 😂

I think Hobi would take it really well lol just surprised

Favorite Auntie!

"Hoseok's coming today," you tell Namjoon as you sit on your couch. Namjoon's newly moved in plants litter your living room, making it very obvious that he lives with you now, a fact you've withheld from your brother.

"We haven't seen him since we arrived in the ballroom holding hands," Namjoon chuckles, shaking his head as he sits beside you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

Nobody paid the two of you any attention when you walked into the ballroom holding hands. Everyone's eyes were on your brother and his bride, twirling on the dancefloor as if only the existed. You had tugged Namjoon to the side, holding your pitiful excuse for a bouquet as you tried to avoid anyone making a commotion over the both of you. It wasn't a secret to anyone in your family that the two of you hated each other, a running gag wondering when you two would finally give in and just confess. It was obvious to everyone in your family that the two of you were meant to be.

The music comes to an end, and your brother kisses his bride before they walk off the dancefloor. You know the wedding will be winding down soon, too many guests are intoxicated, and a few are asleep on their chairs.

You want to head out, turning to Namjoon.

"Should we say our goodbyes? I think Hobi's ready to go judging by that kiss on the floor," you giggle, and Namjoon's heart soars in his chest. There's no sound as sweeter as your giggle... well, except your moans. He's eager to hear more of those tonight.

Before Namjoon can answer, your name is called and you're turning to face your brother. He quirks his head, confused. Why are you two holding hands?

His bride whispers something in his ear and his jaw drops. You smile sheepishly, lifting your bouquet to wave, and your brother's cheeks turn red as he stomps his way over to the both of you. Namjoon recoils at your side, stepping behind you.

"Hi," you smile. Hoseok raises a brow, and if you weren't used to it, you'd be intimidated by him. Instead, you roll your eyes. "We're getting along now. Just like you wanted."

Hoseok sighs. "That's not what I meant, but I will admit you look cute together. Is this something or are you two just sleeping together?"

"Yikes," Namjoon breathes through his teeth. Way to be put on the spot.

"Hobi, we don't know. Literally just happened," You explain and he sighs.

"Tell me about it when I get back," he hugs you, pulling in Namjoon and squeezing the two of you tighter than necessary before he's stepping away to join his bride. You wish him well on his honeymoon and the newlyweds wave as they take their exit.

The doorbell rings and you rise to your feet, anxiously biting on your lower lip.

"Open the door! I need to use your bathroom!" your brother calls and you chuckle as you walk to it, waiting a few more seconds before opening it.

"You did that on purpose!" he screams with a laugh as he heads to your bathroom, bypassing your boyfriend on the couch.

"He always makes an entrance," Namjoon smiles as he waits for Hoseok to join you in the living room.

"I should not have had that Large soda on the way here," Hoseok mumbles as he walks over to you, hugging you tightly before doing the same to Namjoon. "You'd think traffic wouldn't be so bad at this time but nope, took me twice as long to get here. Oh, the wifey is sorry she couldn't come. She's been sick."

"What kind of sick?" you ask with wide eyes, making room between you and your brother. He rolls his eyes. "Nothing contagious, you worm."

"She just needs to be careful," Namjoon shrugs, ignoring the glare you send him. Hoseok ignores him, waving him off.

"I got you a present! Although if I had known you'd be here, I would have brought yours too," Hoseok apologizes to Namjoon.

"Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!" you hold out your hands and Hoseok chuckles.

"Calm down, greedy!"

"Hey!"

"Here," Hoseok hands you a small bag and you tear into it immediately, crumpling the tissue paper into a ball and tossing it at Hoseok's head. "Hey!"

"Favorite Auntie!" you exclaim. "I'm not an aunt?"

"You will be!" Hoseok grins brightly as he hands you two ultrasounds and you scream. Namjoon covers his ears, laughing as he leans over your shoulder to look at it.

"Shut up! Is it twins?!" You ask, jumping up and down in your seat.

Hoseok nods and you nearly tackle him in a hug, ignoring Namjoon's warning to be careful.

"Well, we have news for you too," you say handing your brother's ultrasounds to Namjoon to pull out your own.

"It's not twins, but you always had to outdo me, huh?" you laugh, handing him the pictures of your child.

Hoseok is beyond shocked, eyes wide as he looks at the ultrasound and then you and Namjoon. "My best friend and my sister!" Tears pool in his eyes before he's hugging you tightly, ignoring Namjoon's warning to be careful.

"Oh, you're only a week ahead of our baby," Hoseok states as he looks at your ultrasound, then his smile falls.

"Y'all are nasty. In the bridal suite," Hoseok shakes his head. "I got charged extra from the venue to clean that."

"Whoops!" Namjoon turns red, avoiding Hoseok's glare.

"Well, I'll make it up to you by spoiling your babies!" you grin, hugging your brother again as you discuss baby names and symptoms. Namjoon sits at your side, glad that Hoseok hasn't threatened him in any way and he's excited for himself and his best friend becoming dads at the same time. What a world!

[beautiful-songbird]

Dad!BTS Timeline

Key:

JJ - Jin x Jasmine

YR - Yoongi x Rosaelia

HY - Hobi x Yuna

NE - Namjoon x Esme

JN - Jimin x Nubia

TZ - Taehyung x Zelda

JA - Jungkook x Astrid

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2016

June

Esme’s most regular customer asks her on an unofficial date. (The Diner Down the Street)

2018

February

Esme breaks up with Namjoon (Valentine - The King of Heartbreak)

2019

May

Namjoon runs into Esme at a bus stop in London (One More Chance)

2021

September

Yoongi meets Rosaelia in an elevator after they get stuck in it together (Headed to Floor Nine )

December

Yoongi and Rosaelia take a trip together (Dresses Go Best With Sneakers)

2022

April

The Ambience of Rain - YR

June

Namjoon and Esme get married (Wedding Kisses)

November

Jin sees a familiar face in the crowd when they have a concert in Australia (Testing the Waters )

December

Yuna runs into Hobi in the hallway before a Christmas performance (Operation: Get Hobi a Girlfriend )

Jin and Jasmine spend Christmas together (White Christmas)

2023

January

Yoongi gets a call from a very drunk Rosaelia telling him how much she misses him (I Miss You)

Jasmine and Jin hit a snag in their relationship after her dad reappears in her life (A Distant Proposal)

March

Tae and Zelda meet at the Grammys and then again at Indigo’s mv shoot (I Think I Could Love You)

April

A Long, Long Dream - TZ

June

Who Are You Attracted To? - YR

July

Tae and Zelda meet again after his concert and he asks for her phone number (I Think I Could Love You)

August

Hobi and Yuna go to Lotte World (Moonboat)

Hobi and Yuna’s relationship gets leaked (Trust the News)

November

First Time Tears - TZ

Your Touch - TZ

2024

February

Yuna takes Hobi on a special date (A Kiss Under the Moon)

April

Yoongi and Rosaelia get married

June

Zelda gets some nasty dms after she and Tae are caught on a date in Chicago (Chicago Dreams )

October

Jungkook runs into a girl outside a coffee shop - and then again the next time he comes (Spill the Coffee )

November

Hobi and Yuna get married

December

Jungkook asks Astrid to be his plus one at Jin’s wedding (An Unlikely Date)

Zelda and Tae spend their first Christmas together...or not? (A Boyfriend for Christmas)

2025

January

Jimin and Nubia meet at a restaurant after he trips a waiter and ruins her outfit (Something’s Fishy)

February

Jin and Jasmine get married (The Dream Wedding)

April

Tae and Zelda go to Las Vegas (A Room for Two)

Shades of Pink and Purple - TZ

June

Nubia and Jimin meet again (Something’s Fishy)

Astrid works on her music as she ponders how to tell Jungkook about her hobby (Can You Keep a Secret?)

July

Tae and Zelda go to Paris (A Modeling Break)

Jin and Jasmine reminisce and cuddle (A Simple Man)

August

Tae and Zelda take a break (Stupid, Crazy in Love with You)

Nubia moves to Korea (Something’s Fishy)

October

Zelda’s wedding shopping (Something’s Fishy)

November

Namu (JJ) is born

December

Tae and Zelda’s wedding (Wedding Day Worries)

Tae and Zelda's honeymoon (Where's My Razor?)

2026

January

Smoke and Mirrors - TZ

February

Jimin takes Nubia out on the town for an unofficial date (A Karaoke Kiss)

March

Zelda and Tae discuss her insecurities and having kids (Losing the Nerve)

Elise (NE) is born

April

Tae does his best to comfort Zelda on a day that she’s feeling particularly insecure (Pretty Girl)

May

Zelda pampers Tae (Pampered and Jet Lagged)

June

Nubia learns who her true family is (The Taste of Home)

July

Taking the Stage - JJ

2027

January

Zoro (TZ) is born (Hello There, Little One)

Jimin and Nubia go on a date (Snowy Cat Café)

March

Tae comes home from a long day at work to a crying baby and a tired wife (Sweet Sleep)

April

May

Tae and Zelda cuddle in bed with baby Zoro (Sleep, Love)

Zelda and Zoro play in the rain (Don't You Love the Rain?)

Chohui (HY) is born

October

Jungkook and Astrid get married

Beatrix (NE) is born

2028

April

Isabella (YR) is born (Not a Replacement)

June

Jimin and Nubia get married (Red-Stained Hands)

October

Yoongi experiments with co-sleeping with baby Isabella (The Benefits of Co-Sleeping)

November

Zelda finds out she’s pregnant with their second baby (Patsa and Bed)

2029

February

Zoro gets some new teeth (Ice It)

July

Hyeon (TZ) is born (Big Brother)

Jiwoo (JA) is born

2030

May

Haeju (HY) is born

July

The girls take the kids to the water park. (Water Park Adventures)

August

Donam (JN) is born

October

Jiyu (JJ) is born

2031

January

Yoongi and Isabella spend a day together in New York (A Day Out with Appa)

August

Jiho (TZ) is born

Crunchy Dumplings - TZ

Hyeon goes to sleep in Zoro’s room because she’s lonely + they play princesses together (Little Memories) - TZ

November

Chaelin (JJ) is born

2032

February

The Valentine Scrapbook - HY

Happy Vaeetilnn Days - TZ

Detangled and Steaky - JJ

April

A Rainy Movie Day - YR

2033

March

Hermione (NE) is born

2034

April

Hyemi (HY) is born

August

Eunseo (JN) is born

Jimin’s son is very excited about the new baby (A Tiny Bundle)

2035

February

Valentine’s birth (Valentine Baby) - YR

Chocolate and Roses - JN

Gelato and Long Bread - JA

December

Ara (TZ) is born

2036

April

Zoro is nearly kidnapped in an airport (Little Memories/ The Strings of my Heart) - TZ

September

Jinsu (TZ) is born

2037

February

Bedtime Blues - TZ

2038

March

Dal (HY) is born

July

Bada and Bora (JA) are born

2039

March

Jungkook and Astrid both get sick while trying to take care of their teething babies (Double Trouble)

2040

January

Kosey (JN) is born

April

Sunday Swimmers - JA

Monday Madness - TZ

Tuesday Tears - JN

Wednesday Whining - NE

Thursday Training - HY

Friday Fears - YR

Saturday Shopping - JJ

May

Yoongi’s daughter is very jealous of her best friend (The Trials of a Jealous Heart )

June

Beatrix breaks her arm (Skateboarding Mishaps) - NE

September

Jungkook and the twins have a bath after an evening in the mud (Mud Pies)

Jangmi (HY) is born

December

Hobi throws a Christmas charity (A Charitable Christmas Eve)

2041

June

Tae and Zelda take their kids to California to welcome a new baby into the family (Welcome Home)

2043

January

Gregory's birth (January Sky) - NE

April

A Special Layer Cake - JA

July

Ummi and the Babies - JN

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Thank you @jinnie-forthe-winnie for asking for this cause honestly I wouldn’t have thought of posting it otherwise

Eventually hopefully the vague events will be replaced by actual stories

@jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger @taehoneycheeks

[lavendermin]

little moon | dad!hoseok au

aka Hoseok fawning over his squishy little moon

+note: just something soft & lighthearted, subtle angst but mostly just dad hobi trying his best as a new papa

Every babble, every coo and audible smooch left an overwhelming sense of warmth in your chest. Giggles like honey that melted you, and Hoseok was putty in her tiny, chubby hands.

“She can mostly sit on her own now! Are you seeing this?” Hoseok beamed when he noticed you leaning against your bedroom’s door frame. He kissed her chubby cheek, nuzzling her neck the way he knew threw her in a fit of sweet giggles. “Haram, strong! Ah, you’re growing so fast, my little Haram.”

Her eyes were trained on his face, little hands squishing and playing with her father’s cheeks. And he let her explore as she pleased. Hoseok practically glowed with the love that swelled in his chest as he watched her intently. Maybe it was the ‘new mother’ hormones, but you couldn’t help the burn in your throat as you held back an onslaught of emotions every time you watched Hoseok hold Haram like she was the only thing in the world that mattered.

“Y/n,” Hoseok called, his voice gentle like he would when he could sense your vulnerability. You crawled onto the bed and settled into his outstretched arm, Haram carefully nestled between both of you. “You’re my everything, I hope you know that.”

The smile he reminds you with is contagious. “I know,” you grin, and you meet halfway to press a kiss to his lips. “You’re the light of my life, you big softie.”

Gentle reminders. They left you both smiling fondly, chests warm and you wondered how the universe worked so generously in giving you Hoseok.

And since no attention was on her, Haram began to whine and nibble on her little hands. A tiny hunger fit that ended as soon as she latched onto your breast.

“And Haram is our little moon.”

“Our happy, sleepy little moon,” you agreed fondly, watching Haram quietly suckle on your teat.

She made quiet little noises every now and then; peculiar little sounds that you noticed Hoseok would do when he was happily eating. Little habits that filled all the little gaps in your heart and more.

You looked over at Hoseok, his eyes a mixture of adoration and cotton-soft love. “You’re so… wow,” he sighed. There were practically sparkles in his eyes.

“So... good at leaking everywhere?” you joked, reaching for a cotton pad from the nightstand behind you. With Haram fed and nodding off, Hoseok gently took her into his arms so you could finish cleaning up before you started leaking on your shirt. “Honestly, she’s just one baby so I don’t know why I’m making enough milk to feed a family of six.”

Hoseok could only laugh as he gently pat Haram’s back. “You’re a first-time mama, Y/n. Even I don’t know what to expect half the time. And maybe your body is compensating since Haram’s a growing little moon; her appetite’s probably doubled in size since she was born.”

“Yeah, well, so have my boobs. I can’t even wear my favorite lace bras anymore,” you pouted. Maybe it was more so that for a while you were only going to be able to wear the matching panties for some of your sets. “I just want to feel cute for you.”

Once Haram was burped and back in her nursery room crib fast asleep, Hoseok hopped back onto the bed. You could hear the faint muffled melody of Haram’s naptime music box from the room over. A gift from his sister.

“You’re always cute for me, babes. Here,” Hoseok pat his crossed legs and you let yourself indulge in his reassurance. “Mamas need hugs, too.”

“Yeah… mamas need hugs, too,” you echoed with a weak smile.

“Chest sensitive again?”

“No… Not sensitive, just...” You trailed off, more focused on the tiny circles his thumb rubbed on your arm. “I’m just really… happy? I’m exhausted, but I’m happy and I wanna cry.”

His laugh was sweet with amused confusion. “It’s okay to cry. I’m here. I’ve got you if you need to let stuff out.”

You nodded quietly, burying your face in his shoulder. Sometimes, the rare moments of being alone together was enough to recharge you both from sleepless days.

The fuzzy warmth you got when Hoseok held you close after a long day was always a comfort you looked forward to. Though you knew he was just as exhausted, he tried his best to make sure you knew it was a team effort. And you did the same on his down-days. If it meant you could hold him a little longer, take in the subtle scent of lavender soap and Haram’s baby smell, then you would endure anything.

Hoseok lifted the hair from your forehead, leaving a soft kiss behind. He kept his lips there and you relaxed in tune to his gentle breathing. “You’re amazing.”

“You’re amazing. Give yourself some credit where it’s due.”

“Haram was a team effort,” Hoseok laughed. You kissed the corner of his lips, resting your forehead on his.

There was a smile you couldn’t help. “I love you. So much. Thank you for being in my life.” Every statement you accentuated with kisses peppered all over his face. “Haram has the best dad. I really hope you know that.”

“I’ve heard Haram’s mom is pretty cool, too.”

“I’m sure she is, but her dad is really cute— secretly a sucker for slow dancing on the porch,” you teased.

He let out another hushed laugh; a breathy, boyish chuckle that suited his smiling eyes. “Sorry I can’t be him.”

“No,” you kissed his nose, “you’re better.”

Naps usually lasted an hour or two before she woke up. The baby monitor would go off with her whining when she did. For now, you appreciated the serene moments of cuddling with Hoseok on a welcoming bed. It was a comfortable silence in each other’s company— sweet, featherlight kisses peppered on sleepy faces. It was happiness.

“Whatcha thinking of?” Hoseok mumbled into your neck. His hand quietly found yours and interlocked, gentle squeeze a reassurance in letting you voice whatever was on your mind.

“Nostalgic. It’s been happening a lot this month,” you started. “Specifically the day I got the positive test result... keeps replaying in my head. How you cried over the phone at work and your coworker teased you for it.”

“Ah, that... Seokjin still teases me for it. I was so... overwhelmed— we had tried for months, maybe a year, but nothing,” Hoseok recalled. He ran his thumb over your knuckles; felt his glowing smile on your neck. “Do you think Haram should have someone to play with?”

“You try pushing one of those things out. Shit hurts.”

His laughter was sweet like honey, chest vibrating against your back with his delight. You squirm around in his loose hold to face him and place a kiss on his jawline.

“But—”

“But?” His face scrunched to avoid breaking into a smile. It wasn’t the easiest, but it made you giggle and that was enough for him.

“But… I think another little moon would be… really nice,” you finished timidly.

There’s an instant glow he takes on as he beams, burying his face in your neck. His arms squeeze you flush against him in a hug that makes you warm all over. It hits you both in another wave that you’re no longer the same shy couple you were in high school. Married and starting your own small, lively family— something you had both talked about when dreams were plenty.

“Yoongi and Taehyung said they would be more than happy to babysit if we ever wanted a date night,” Hoseok mentioned, eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

“Yoongi offering that is a surprise, but Taehyung— Taehyung would apply to be a certified family nanny if he could. He’ll spoil her rotten, I’ll tell you that now.”

The baby monitor on the nightstand goes off. Break over.

Hoseok is quick to get up, “I got it, don’t worry.” A sun eager to cradle his tiny, whiny moon in his arms again.

“Hobi,” you call softly. He lingers a little longer, and you shuffle to the edge of the bed to place a sweet kiss on his lips. The nickname still makes him weak in the knees, heart leaping. “Don’t— stress over it too much, okay? If it’s meant to be, it’ll happen again.”

There’s hopeful reassurance in your smile. A little patience was all you needed; Haram was proof of that. And if it could happen once, then surely with time you could try for another pregnancy.

“Yeah.” The smile doesn’t reach his eyes. He tries his best to put out any festering self-doubts like a cigarette under his heel.

Haram’s mindless babbling is all it takes to get Hoseok out of his cloudy mind for a while. Her small, chubby hand can barely grasp his index finger and it brings him endearment like no other. But his shoulders are still a little stiff, sort of slumped… he supposes it’s one of his down-days.

Arms come around to circle his waist, cheek pressed against his back. “Papas need hugs, too. I’m here if you need to let stuff out, okay, Hobi?”

The words are familiar and he feels pent up emotions welling up— in his chest, burning his throat, stinging his eyes. A mixture of everything he’s sure you feel, too. But he smiles like he means it, because he truly does.

Haram is his little moon, but if he had to be cheesy about it he’d say you were all the stars that make up his universe.

[blu-joons]

Pregnancy with Hoseok ~ BTS Headcanon

Finding Out You’re Pregnant

Hobi was a mess when you told him you were pregnant; he didn’t quite know what to do with himself

Neither of you knew whether to laugh or cry with excitement, cuddling each other

He was so excited, he’d dreamt of having a little baby for years, yet here it was, finally happening for you both

“I’m so happy that we can finally have a baby together.”

All his family were ecstatic and excited, especially his sister, you knew how close the two of them were

You weren’t let out of his sight, even in the first few days, he’d do anything to protect the mother of his child and child

Together you chose to keep it a secret from the fans for a while, even if Hobi nearly spilled the news in interviews a few times

Of course, the boys were chuffed, although they were a little concerned, you’d have two screaming humans to look after, not one

“How are you going to deal with two squealing humans needing your attention Y/N?”

Hobi was always around, he would make lots of excuses to leave the studio just to come home and cuddle you for awhile

Being Pregnant

You decided to not tell the Army at all, waiting until you had the baby as the ultimate surprise for them all

He created a scrapbook of photos of you throughout the pregnancy, tracking the progress your bump mad

“One day, when we are old, they’ll love to sit down and see all their photos.”

“That’s really cute Hobi, a really nice memory to look back on.”

He was always on hand to cheer you up, he had plenty of jokes to make you smile when you were feeling down

Hobi could never quite decide on if he wanted a boy or girl, he was forever switching between the two

Every appointment Hobi attended, you always remember one time he flew back from Osaka just for a scan

If he was honest, the things he bought for the baby, he loved playing with himself

Anything that made a noise he’d take to work in order to make Jin jump

Whenever you were feeling down about yourself, Hobi cuddles were always on offer

“You look beautiful sunshine, you are carrying a new life, there’s nothing more beautiful than that.”

Morning sickness was a bit of a struggle, it took Hobi awhile to adjust, he wasn’t great with things like that

He tended to be on hand once it was finished with a hot water bottle and some tablets

Decorating the nursery was a huge deal for Hobi, he wanted everything to be perfect

You decided not to find out the gender so created a neutral colour scheme

He filled it with stimulating things, and toys, that weren’t in his dorm at the studio for the boys to mess with

Both of you had sleepless nights, Hobi with excitement, you with just pain and discomfort

Hobi was forever going on about how thrilled he was, he had a countdown up in your leaving room until your due date

The boys were forever on the phone to you to calm him down because he couldn’t focus at work

He would always include the baby in conversation, he loved talking to bump

“I reckon when baby is born, we should go on holiday, what do you think?”

“Sounds amazing Hobi!”

“Oh, no I wasn’t talking to you.”

Slowly you began wearing more and more of his shirts, they were so loose and comfortable

Hobi ended up having to buy himself a whole new wardrobe as everything disappeared

The boys were heavily involved with the pregnancy, inviting you to the studio all the time

Your nursery became filled with blue and pink gifts, just to be on the safe side with either gender

They loved mocking Hobi, screaming and shouting, preparing him for the future

Any time you were at the studio Hobi made sure you laid down and tried to get some sleep, he didn’t want you tired or overworked

Your bump, was only ever referred to as ‘bump,’ it naturally came about

Hobi wasn’t afraid to tell bump off whenever they were causing you a bit of pain

He would poke the side they were kicking, tickling the skin until they calmed down and stopped

“You can do plenty of kicking when you’re born, particularly towards your Uncle Jin, he deserves it after all.”

Most nights he would fall asleep with his head by the bump, curled around your body

But if you were wanting a cuddle or a massage, he would gladly do it to take away your discomfort

The first kick was massive, Hobi couldn’t help but squeal in excitement, applauding his child for being so active

He would be forever feeling the bump on the off chance there was movement

You remembered one night when he showed you a rap he created for his new family, promising to add it to his next mixtape

Hobi would sing sweet lullabies and slow songs to help you sleep at night

“Is it helping? I know this is one of your favourites.”

“How about a bit of quiet time love, I’m the sure the baby can do with the peace.”

He loved having midnight feasts with you when your cravings were particularly bad

It became quite frequent as you stayed up later, struggling with the size of the bump

As the last few weeks of pregnancy came around Hobi was a little bubble of glee

You, on the other hand, were getting a little nervous about the daunting, inevitable thought of labour

He sat you down most nights to talk through your worries, assuring you he would be right by your side

The two of you would lay in bed, talking about your plans for the future and all the adventures you wanted to take your baby on

“I’m going to teach them to dance, my baby will be the best mover in the world.”

He loved to slow dance with you at night, keeping his hands on your belly

Somehow you managed to go the whole pregnancy without anyone you didn’t want to know, finding out

If he was honest, he never wanted pregnancy to end, adoring how close the two of you had become during the journey

Labour

The two of you were up one night for a feast when you began to feel a horrendous pain in your tummy

Standing up, your waters quickly broke, panicking you, and grossing Hobi out

Composing himself, he took you to the car, breaking all speed limits to get you there

“Just stay calm love, you’ll be in the hands of the midwives soon, they’ll look after you.”

As much as you appreciated his support, the last thing you could do was stay calm

Once you were in your delivery suite you began to feel a bit better

Your contractions started slow, yet quickly worsened, taking you by surprise

Hobi tried to tell a few jokes to cheer you up, but you struggled to find them funny through the pain

It was his way of coping with seeing you in so much pain

Whatever pain relief they made available, you took, under Hobi’s instruction

“I feel like I might need some of that soon, I’m hurting for you sunshine.”

When the time came, Hobi was right beside you, holding your hand, wiping the sweat off your forehead, whispering reassuring words

Your eyes were scrunched shut in pain, just wishing the baby out of you

“Keep breathing, keep going, I’m so proud of you.”

He was a nervous wreck as the head came out, desperate for it to be over for you

Hobi never left your side as your baby was born, the cries instantly ringing through the room

Immediately Hobi started crying, cuddling you close

A little boy you were blessed with, the midwives taking him to be weighed

You were knackered, holding tightly to Hobi to stop yourself falling asleep

Hobi was desperate to hold him, rocking him side to side, pulling funny faces at him

You sat back and watched, tears brimming, building up the strength to give him his first cuddle off his mummy

Slowly the pain relief kicked in and Hobi rested your son in his arms

There were a few baby name options, but as soon as you saw your son you knew exactly what you wanted to call him

He couldn’t take his eyes off of his son, not letting go of his hand

Both of you were emotional wrecks, just like you had been when you first discovered you were pregnant

“He’s just so perfect, I can’t get enough of him, he’s got your eyes, but he definitely has my smile, a cheeky lad.”

There were a lot of cuddles, neither of you could put your son down

He couldn’t wait to finally tell the news to the whole world

The First Few Hours

You had to convince Hobi to put your son down for his nap in the end, Hobi didn’t want to let him go

“I’m scared if I put him down, he’ll miss me.”

“He’s barely an hour old, he probably hasn’t even got a clue who you are.”

The two of you sent a picture to the boys first, then your families, all of them absolutely thrilled about the safe arrival

Hobi was forever peering over at your son whilst he slept, encouraging you to sleep too

Your phone erupted with calls from the boys, desperate to FaceTime you and see the new addition to the family

You had to warn them all to be quiet as they cooed over your sleeping son

It was all Jin’s fault though when your baby woke up screaming just like his father

“I’ve already warned him you’re the target hyung when he wants to kick something.”

“Yah! What have I done to deserve that! You’re the worst parents in the world!”

Hobi sat with you the entire time as he slept, helping you as the pain wore off

Anything you wanted Hobi was on hand, of course checking on your little one every time he stood up

Quickly his jokes emerged, happy to see you laughing at them again like you usually do

He couldn’t wait for all the firsts, feeds, nappies, day trips, adding them all to his scrapbook

You were happy to sit back for awhile and let Hobi do some work, seeing as you had done nine months of it

Soon, you were allowed to take your son home, finally able to begin the next chapter as a family of three

The First Few Days

You went home just a day later, pulling up outside the door to see banners in all the windows

His sister ran out, greeting you both, although all her attention was on her new nephew

The house was super tidy and babyproof, a job his parents had done whilst you were in labour

None of them could wait for cuddles, taking photos, and smothering him with kisses

Hobi couldn’t wait to show him off and tell them all about how the first day was

“He’s just an angel, everything about him is so perfect, I feel like I’m dreaming.”

The two of you quickly adjusted to life with a baby, creating your own perfect system

Sleepless nights were unbearable to begin with, but you soon got used to it, taking turns to check on him and make sure he was okay

He took an extensive break from work, leaving the boys on the promotional tour, they encouraged his decision

Everyday your son was introduced to a new toy that Hobi had bought, a big collection gathering

“Half your toys are still at the studio for when you visit little one.”

Meeting The Boys

Your first trip to the studio was exactly one week after the birth, the boys throwing a little one week birthday party

Of course, your son was drawn to all the toys, half of them not even working after they boys had played so much with them

Jungkook recorded the whole day, creating a video of it all as a congratulations present for you both.

Namjoon was in awe, he’d never seen an actual baby before, yet had done plenty of research on what to do to make your son feel comfortable

Taehyung bought lots of baby toys to replace the broken ones, hiding them from the boys, playing with your son

Jimin was mesmerised, his favourite thing was to hold his pinkie against your son’s, finally meeting someone with smaller hands

“I don’t think it counts when you’re in your twenties and our son is only a week old

Jin was on hand for tickle attacks, baby limbs flailing everywhere, practicing those kicks early

Yoongi couldn’t wait for cuddles, he would just lay with your son and help him get to sleep, he’d take any excuse to get a nap in himself

It was a struggle trying to get your son back when it was time to leave, the boys shielding him from you both

They made you promise to come back the day after, and the day after, and the day after that

The Future

Hobi couldn’t get enough of his new family, he just wanted to stay in the moment forever

He found a new lease in life, something else to prioritise other than just the band, finding a new balance

As well as this, he found a new love for you, seeing you with his son melted his heart, he couldn’t get enough of it

Hobi was desperate to have more children in the future, wanting a sibling relationship for your son like he had with his sister

He couldn’t get enough, forever adding to his scrapbook, treasuring his family closely

Masterlist

[arcticguk]

baby sunshine | jhs

| pairing: jung hoseok x reader

| warnings, au: i think food mention?, fluff, dad au

| précis: you take your son to see his dad.

| word count: 1,000

You frown sleepily when you’ve woken up, only to grin when you open your eyes. It’s just your husband, kissing you goodbye before he leaves for practice. His lips remain on yours while he mumbles out a goodbye.

“Bye honey.” He says again, once he’s pulled his lips off yours. Your hands lazily reaches up to rest on his shoulder, fingers pressing softly into the bone, the smile on your face remaining intact.

“Goodbye my sunshine.” You coo, your nickname bringing a smile to Hoseok’s lips, prompting him to smother your face with little pecks. He leans over to kiss your little boy goodbye, who ended up in your bed after his nightmare left him fearful and in tears. The baby curls closer to you, tiny hands grabbing for Hoseok.

“Mmh, maybe you should just stay and snuggle with us.” You suggest breathily. Your son seems to agree, his fingers gripping onto Hoseok’s chin. You can see the pure, unfiltered love in your husband’s eyes and you know he’s practically dying to join you both back in bed, but he has a practice to get to and he can’t ignore his responsibilities.

“I’ll see you after practice.” He whispers, pressing his lips against your forehead, and then your son’s, before straightening up and collecting the rest of his things. He blows you a kiss, mouthing an I love you, before leaving the bedroom and gently shutting the door behind him. You wrap your arms around your little boy, cradling him against your chest before tugging the comforter up a bit higher. His little fingers curl around the neckline of your shirt, a sleepy sigh escaping his parted lips.

Just as your eyes are starting to flutter again, a calm and serene feeling surrounds you. Your baby curled up with you, the morning just beginning and the sun shining through cracked blinds. This right here is your happy place and the only thing that would make it better would be if Hoseok was still in bed with you.

The second your son starts crying, you are ripped from your peaceful sleep, jolting up in shock. Tiny wails leave his mouth as scarlet blooms on his soft cheeks, his arms flailing around in a frustrated manner. You immediately jump into action, scooping him up and pressing him against your shoulder. “It’s okay baby.” You coo soothingly, trying to cease his cries. Unfortunately, this doesn’t do much to help, as his cries increase, hands fisting in the fabric of your shirt. Your baby is still quite young, so you’re not totally sure what’s brought on his bad mood, but you’re going to try all that you can.

Almost an hour has gone by and you’ve tried close to everything that you could think of, but your son wasn’t interested in his favorite sippy cup filled with milk, or the dried cheerios he normally looks forward to every morning, and he’d just screamed when you put on cartoons. You’re at a loss for ideas and your two-year-old is still sobbing and writhing in your arms.

“What’s wrong baby?” You question, your voice soft, and trying to stay calm. His wide, teary eyes look up to you, his mouth still open in a cry. “Tell Mommy what’s wrong.”

“Daddy!” He whines, face still flushed and the tip of his nose red and runny. You lightly drag your thumb under his eyes, collecting some of his tears.

“You want to see your Daddy?” You question in a murmur, lightly rocking him on your hip. He affirms your question with a nod, knuckling his eye. You can tell how much his little tantrum tired him out and you don’t really want him to go through another one today.

You purse your lips in thought pulling out your phone and typing out a quick message to your husband, even though you know Hoseok won’t be finished with practice for a least a couple of hours, but at this point it won’t hurt to text him, informing him of the situation.

He responds almost right away, telling you to come by the studio. That’s all it takes for you to quickly get you and your son dressed and gather your belongings before making your way to Hoseok’s practice building.

You drive over to his dance practice, holding onto your son as you enter the room behind the studio, the glass wall showing your husband and his members practicing their choreography. Once the young boy catches sight of his father dancing, he claps excitedly, squealing loudly. His pure happiness is making you smile, amazed that just a glimpse of his father is enough to stop the hour-long crying streak.

When the boys take their water break soon after your arrival, Hoseok heads straight for you and his little boy, a heart-shaped smile painting his features, and his arms outstretched for a hug. “Hey buddy,” He greets, taking the child from your arms.

“Sorry we had to interrupt practice Hobi, but baby sunshine just couldn’t live without his dad.” A beautiful smile beams on Hoseok’s face at your chosen term of endearment for his son. And as if on cue, your son smiles, not unlike Hoseok as dimpled cheeks protrude from his baby face.

“Don’t worry about it love.” Hoseok reassures, his honey-sweet timbre bringing a smile to your lips. His arms wrap around you and your son, holding you both tightly to him. His nose nuzzles against your hair as his hand runs soothingly down his son’s back.

Hoseok would never admit it, but he was almost glad that you and his son had to come to his practice, because it was really difficult to leave you and his baby this morning and having his family with him always makes him feel complete.

“My babies,” He hums happily, his words reverberating against your head before he puckers his lips and leaves a kiss there, then one to your son as well. “I love you.”

You’ll never know how much.

© arcticguk 2019. absolutely no reposting, translating, or modifying, even with credit.

[yukheii]

I wish you would write a fic about single parent!hobi and best friend!oc, fluff

+ genre and warnings: singleparent!hoseok x bestfriend!oc:reader, dad/single parent au, college au, kind of friends to lovers?, there’s a hint of a past btwn the reader and hoseok but don’t worry about all of that

+ notes: you guys are really coming thru with the dad!bangtan requests rn,,,, i see how it is

You’re greeted with silence and snores when you unlock the door to your off-campus apartment; a telltale sign that Hoseok had once again passed out due to pure exhaustion.

Though, you don’t really blame him. The stress to perform well and keep up with academic and extracurricular activities is enough to tire out the average college student. Add in attempting to work a part-time a job, and taking care of a child, and one is bound to crack sooner or later.

Most days, Hoseok handles himself much better than any other twenty year old would. He works, cooks dinner when he can, and studies during the day; and when you get back from class, he’s getting ready to head out. It’s not easy, but he’s not alone; he’s got you, and the boys to help him out whenever he needs help—even if when he thinks he doesn’t.

You find him on the couch, legs stretched completely along the length of the cushions, his left ankle elevated to rest on the arm rest. One hand hangs off of the couch, knuckles grazing the floor, while the other secures his tiny seventh-month-old baby against his chest.

Both of their mouths are ajar just a bit, and the baby’s body rises and falls with Hoseok’s breathing. Carefully, and quietly, you put down your keys and purse, crouching down to gently run your hand along the round of the baby’s head.

Your actions don’t disturb the tot, but the slightest of shuffling is enough to wake Hoseok. He didn’t always used to be a light sleeper, but seven months of constantly caring for another human being have changed that.

“You’re back early,” he greets, words still thick with sleep.

“No, I’m not,” you smile, continuing to stroke the baby’s head, “It’s later than you think, Seok. It’s almost six.”

“Shit,” he mumbles, looking over you shoulder at the small clock under the TV stand, that indeed read that it was almost a quarter past six.

“Relax,” you soothe, gently taking the baby into your own arms and standing to full heigh. Hoseok shifts to sit upright, wiping the tiredness away from his eyes. “You still have time to make it to your seven thirty.”

But Hoseok frown, shaking his head, “Holden’s sick, or at least, I think he is. He was coughing earlier and he didn’t stop crying until I put him to bed, and then I fell asleep too. I didn’t make dinner, and I think we’re out of formula—fuck, I was supposed to study today.”

“Hey, hey, Seok, don’t worry,” you coo, “Don’t worry about Holden, I’ll take care of him alright? If he gets worse I’ll take him to the hospital—,” you can see the anxiety spike in his eyes at the mention of a hospital, so you quickly tack on, “And if there’s a fee, I’ll handle it.”

“No, you don’t have—”

“Seok, I already told you,” you seize his worrying, “I’m here for you, we all are, okay?”

It takes a while for the words to seep in, but eventually he sighs, letting his head become heavy weight against you shoulder again. He reaches out to touch Holden’s soft hand, small digits wrapping around his larger fingers subconsciously.  

“Okay,” he smiles, rubbing his thumb across the baby’s palm.

“You’re doing your best, Seok. We’re all proud of you, you know that?”

“I couldn’t do it without you,” Hoseok raises his head and looks at you with a tired smile, “I’ll repay you—for everything, once I finish school and things are a little easier and—”

“You don’t have to pay me back for anything,” you insist, readjusting Holden’s sleeping body so that his cheek is pressed against your neck, “Seeing this litte guy every day is more than enough.”

Hoseok shakes his head, “No, you’ve done so much, seriously, and he’s not even yours—I’ll find a way to pay you back for—”

“Friends don’t let their friends pay them back for expenses concerning their very cute but very unexpected children, especially when said friend has more than enough money for the three of them and doesn’t mind spoiling said very cute child one bit.”

Your speech stuns Hoseok into silence, forcing his lips to curve upwards into a gentle smile. 

“Thank you,” he all but whispers; and you offer him a smile in return. 

“You’re more than welcome,” you say, standing once again, careful not to make any sudden movements as to wake the sleeping babe, “Now, go take a shower and get ready for class. I’m willing to change Holden’s diaper, but I am certainly not helping you.”