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Meet the Lee Children (Taeyong)
Lee Jiyoung
Full Name: Lee Ji Young
Hangul: 이지영
English Name: Joleigh
Nickname/s: Ji Ji
Height: 5ft 6
Language/s: Korean
Date of Birth: December 6, 2029
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Birth Place: Seoul, South Korea
Time of Birth: 4:05 PM
Birth Weight: 6lbs 4oz
Godparent/s: Jaehyun
Lee Hana
Full Name: Lee Hana
Hangul: 이하나
English Name: Hannah
Nickname/s: Han
Height: 5ft 4
Language/s: Korean
Date of Birth: December 6, 2029
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Birth Place: Seoul, South Korea
Time of Birth: 4:10 PM
Birth Weight: 6lbs 4oz
Godparent/s: Jaehyun
SOS | Taeyong
«« genre »» dad!taeyong, fluff
«« pairings »» reader x taeyong
«« summary »» after months of preparing and planning for the birth of your child, you and taeyong finally arrive to the hospital . nerves begin to get the best of tae, but at last, the time comes.
«« song/inspiration »» sos by max & the anon who requested this <333
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It was 1:36 a.m. when you felt a sharp pain shoot through your body.
Taeyong, who’d been sleeping heavily, barely peeked an eye open and mumbled, “You okay?”
You shook your head and shook at his bicep, trying to breathe steadily. He shifted around and sat up, “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
You laughed small and continued breathing, “It’s time.” Those words woke him up all the way. He sat up all the way and rested a hand against your stomach.
“It’s time? Are you— is— are you sure?” he stuttered, smiling nervously. A grunt left your lips as another sharp pain shot through your body and you felt liquid trickle against your legs.
“Either I just peed myself or my water broke, so yeah, I’m pretty sure— fuck!” You grabbed his arm out of impulse and began breathing slowly again.
For the next ten minutes, Taeyong ran around the house trying to get everything together. The diaper bag full of things fully prepared for this day, your tote bag that held your clothes for your stay at the hospital, snacks to hold you both over for however long it would take, and the car keys. Meanwhile, you were carefully walking down the stairs and continuing your breathing patterns just like the doctor directed.
“Okay, the bags are in the car, the snacks are on the counter—”
“Tae, I can’t eat anything that’ll make me—”
“Shit, I don’t know where I put the keys at!” He ran back up the stairs as you slowly made your way to the front door, grabbing your jacket.
You sighed and began laughing softly at the sound of Taeyong mumbling his checklist to himself as he came down the stairs, keys in hand.
“You okay?” he asked, stopping in place and widening his eyes. You smiled and nodded, waving a hand in dismissal.
“Yes, now can we go?”
20 Years | LTY ~ Siwoo, Nari, Wonsik
genre: fluff
summary: growing up with the lee family
warnings: none
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Siwoo = 5 / Nari = 4 / Wonsik = 1 week
"Nari, Siwoo!" Taeyong called, his voice still soft, so as not to disturb the sleeping baby in the car seat in your arms.
"Daddy!" Nari exclaimed, running into the hallway, Taeyong scooping her up into his arms and spinning her around.
"Oh, baby girl!" Taeyong cooed, "I missed you!"
"Where's baby?" she asked, peering over Taeyong's shoulder.
You laughed, "he's here, Nari, don't worry."
"My little brother!" Nari cooed, wriggling out of Taeyong's arms to see the baby in the driver's seat.
“Our little brother!” Siwoo shouted, running after his little sister, crouching down to see the baby in the car seat.
“Careful, careful!” you chuckled, “you two have all the time in the world to see him, okay? He’s not going anywhere anytime soon.”
Siwoo = 9 / Nari = 8 / Wonsik = 4
“It’s okay, Wonsik-ah,” Taeyong smiled.
Wonsik frowned, turning to you; that was not what he wanted to hear at all.
“Mummy, I’m nervous,” Wonsik pouted.
You chuckled, taking him into your arms and kissing his head, “I know you are, baby boy, but everyone has to go to school some day. Aren’t you excited to play with some new friends? And some of your cousins will be there!”
Wonsik protested, wriggling around in your arms.
“Look, Lee Wonsik, that’s not going to do anything. Why are you so nervous about going to school?” you asked, pulling him away from your chest so you could see your son’s face.
“I miss you and Daddy,” he whispered.
You laughed, pulling him close, “we’ll miss you too, Bubba.”
“Wonsik-ah,” Taeyong cooed, “Mummy even cried last night because of how much we’ll miss you! But school is fun, okay? You’re gonna have so much fun, buddy!”
“Wonsik-ah!” Siwoo called, “I’ll be at school too! And Nari! You can stay with us at break time and lunch.”
“I can?” Wonsik asked, his big eyes shining with the threat of tears, until his big brother spoke to him.
“Of course!” Nari smiled, “come on! We’re already dressed!”
Wonsik giggled, wriggling; now to get out of your arms, and down to the floor, ready to get dressed for his first day of school.
Siwoo = 11 / Nari = 10 / Wonsik = 6
“Wonsik! Throw me the iPad,” Siwoo said, motioning for his little brother to pass it over to him.
But Wonsik’s head hadn’t wrapped itself round all the different ins and outs of language yet, and his brother said what his brother said.
Lifting his arm into the air, he threw the iPad across the room.
“Wonsik! What the heck?!” Siwoo exclaimed, as the flying metal hit his arm and landed on the floor beside him, the screen cracking.
“Wonsik!” Nari shouted, the iPad being a shared possession between the three.
“What happened?” you called from the kitchen, Taeyong stood beside you, rolling his eyes.
“Wonsik threw the iPad!” Siwoo yelled, storming into the kitchen.
“He told me to,” Wonsik said, waddling in after him, a sad look in his eyes.
“Why would he have told you to throw it?” you asked.
“He said ‘throw me the iPad’,” Wonsik repeated.
“Yeah! And that means give it to me! Oh my god,” Siwoo seethed.
“Shh, calm down, Si,” Taeyong said, stroking his eldest son’s hair, “it was just a little misunderstanding, okay? We’re not mad at either of you.”
“Yeah but dad, look at the iPad!” Nari exclaimed.
“Is it cracked?” he asked.
“All over!” Siwoo huffed.
“We can get you a new iPad, guys,” Taeyong said, “can you two just apologise to each other please?”
“I’m sorry for throwing the iPad, Siwoo-hyung,” Wonsik muttered.
Siwoo frowned, “I’m sorry.”
“For...?”
“For... For shouting at you,” Siwoo said.
“Okay, I’ll get you guys a new iPad. Why don’t you play with Legos for now?”
Siwoo = 14 / Nari = 13 / Wonsik = 9
“It is 3 o’clock in the morning!” you yelled, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Taeyong, you’re killing yourself and you’re abandoning us!”
“I’m not abandoning anyone! I’m fucking working all for your guys!” Taeyong yelled back, both of you heated as you shouted back insults and arguments, most of them not even making sense.
“Wonsik-ah?” Nari called gently, pushing her younger brother’s door open, “you okay?”
You never meant for the kids to hear you, but you two were loud.
Wonsik nodded slowly, moving up in his bed, Nari coming to join him.
“You two are babies,” Siwoo said, but still came quickly into his little brother’s room, joining the two on the bed, “I’ll protect you.”
Siwoo = 17 / Nari = 16 / Wonsik = 12
“Hey, Siwoo-hyung?” Wonsik called sheepishly.
“Hmm?”
Siwoo didn’t look up from his textbook, furiously writing out notes.
“I– I just wanted to get your advice on something.”
“I’m a bit busy,” Siwoo sighed, looking up at his younger brother for the first time since he entered the room, “what’s it about?”
“Um... a girl.”
Siwoo smirked, sitting back in his chair, “oh yeah? Then I have plenty of time, what’s your question?”
“W-Well I wanted to confess. And I was going to on White Day but I don’t really know how...” Wonsik trailed off, he was so embarrassed, but he didn’t know who else to turn to, “can you help?”
“Our baby!” Siwoo cooed.
“Oh my god, fuck off,” Wonsik whined, going to leave, when Siwoo rolled his chair over and grabbed his wrist.
“Wait, wait, wait!” the elder laughed, “I’m just joking with you. What’s she like? Did she give you anything on Valentine’s Day?”
“Oh my god, who?” Nari asked, stopping her journey past Siwoo’s door.
“No!” Wonsik whined.
Siwoo cackled, “Wonsik has a crush.”
“Shut up!”
“Wants to confess,” Siwoo giggled.
Nari laughed, catching her little brother as he tried to leave.
“I’m helping,” Nari announced, shoving Wonsik onto the bed and sitting on the floor in front of him, “so, what’s she like?!”
Siwoo = 18 / Nari = 17 / Wonsik = 13
“Can you just fuck off?!”
“But you’re crying,” Wonsik said.
“Wow,” Nari scoffed, “really? I didn’t know.”
“Who’s crying?” Siwoo asked.
“Go away!” Nari yelled, throwing a stuffed toy from her bed at her brothers.
“Woah! That was so unprovoked!” Siwoo exclaimed.
“I just wanted to know why!” Wonsik laughed, “I’m sorry.”
“Why?! Why am I crying?!” Nari yelled, “I don’t know, maybe it’s because Hyunjin fucking cheating on me!”
The brothers were speechless, stood in the hallway as Nari slammed the door in their faces.
“Nari?” Wonsik finally said, after a pause.
“Just go away.”
“I have chocolate. I bought it on the way home from school today,” he continued, “do you wanna share?”
Siwoo smiled at his little brother’s heart, “I have this really good series we should watch as well, Ri!”
“What kind?”
“Plain.”
“Comedy.”
Nari paused, picking the toys up from where they’d landed by the door, “come in.”
Siwoo = 20 / Nari = 19 / Wonsik = 15
“Okay guys, we should leave Siwoo alone now,” Taeyong smiled, watching as you gave your son one last, long hug.
Nari sheepishly approached after you, her brother pulling her into a hug before she could.
“I’ll miss you,” she whispered.
Siwoo chuckled, “no you won’t.”
Nari scoffed, pulling away with a sad smile.
“I’m literally gonna be back at Christmas!” he exclaimed, pulling his little brother into a hug, “next you’re gonna say you’ll miss me.”
Wonsik sniffled, “I will.”
Siwoo smiled, “you finally admit I’m cool, huh?”
“I’ve always said you were cool, actually,” Wonsik said, Siwoo laughing as he pulled away.
Siwoo put his hand on his little brother’s head, “be good, okay?”
Wonsik whined, joining Taeyong outside the door as Siwoo laughed, looking at Nari, “you too.”
“I’m going to college next year, don’t get too cocky.”
“Okay, okay, let’s go,” you chuckled, wiping away your tears, “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
“Bye Mum, bye Dad,” Siwoo smiled, waving, “bye guys!”
Wonsik and Nari laughed, walking backwards and waving until the moment they were out of sight from each other. Maybe they liked each other just a little bit more than they were each willing to admit.
Siwoo = 25 / Nari = 24 / Wonsik = 20
“Happy Birthday our Wonsik! Happy Birthday to you!”
“Don’t forget to make a wish!” you exclaimed, watching your youngest son blow out his candles.
“Does this mean we’re getting cake for breakfast?” Siwoo asked, looking at you and Taeyong.
Taeyong laughed, “buddy, you’re all adults now, we couldn’t tell you what to eat for breakfast even if we wanted to.”
“No! I’m not listening!” Nari exclaimed, “no way! I’m still 14!”
You laughed, “of course.”
“Hold on, why are you more distraught about your age?! Wonsik’s an adult, Nari,” Siwoo cringed, “how?! You were born like yesterday!”
Wonsik rolled his eyes, picking at the chocolate on top of his cake, “I really wasn’t.”
“It felt like it,” you commented.
“Yeah! I remember it!” Siwoo exclaimed.
Nari smiled, “so do I. Uncle Jisung was looking after us for a whole weekend.”
Taeyong sighed, “and now you’ve all become adults too fast.”
“I wouldn’t say it was that fast,” Wonsik said, “felt like fucking ages.”
“Oh you would say that, youngest sibling,” Siwoo tutted.
“Um, Wonsik! Language,” you scolded.
“Seriously?!” Wonsik exclaimed, Nari and Siwoo laughing at him, “Mum! I’m 20!”
“And I’m still your Mum? I’ll shout at all of you for swearing.”
“Not Siwoo!” Wonsik exclaimed.
“Well he’s the oldest, it’s different,” Taeyong shrugged.
“So unfair,” Nari laughed.
“Says you! Dad buys you literally everything!” Wonsik shouted.
“Oh my god no, you’re the most spoilt!” Siwoo cackled.
It didn’t really matter if they liked each other or not, in the end. They were still siblings; that’s all that matters.
TAEYONG’S FAMILY
a/n: here is the third part!
i just sorted everything and there is a lot for me to do, but I’M DETERMINED!!!
anyway, i hope you guys like this! taeyong’s kids are pretty iconic imo :)
here’s the masterlist for all things nct dad related!
LEE TAEYONG:
has two kids, 1 boy and 1 girl. lee youngchul is 8 years older than his little sister, lee youngmi.
Your writing is so cute! Can you please do one where Taeyong is a single dad and the reader is a teacher? Thank you!
Most of the children were gone by now, their parents picking them up from class on time. However, a little girl sat on the floor with her little backpack on her back waiting for her parent. You knew her very well by now. Her dad, Lee Taeyong she said, was late most of the time, his meetings running overtime almost everyday. “Would you like some strawberry milk?” You asked her as you approached her with a small carton, she nodded her head her short hair swinging with her movement. You helped her take of her bag and sit on one of the chairs. She was quieter than most children but she had a warm heart that loved anything she saw.
As the two of you waited for her dad she sat in your lap as you played with her hair, listening to the stories she told. Most of them were about her dad, how amazing he was. Her eyes sparkled the most when she spoke about him. She rarely spoke about her mother, most likely because she didn’t remember her. The only thing she would mention was that her dad said she left when she was a couple of month old, leaving Taeyong alone.
Today seemed to be an extremely long day for Taeyong, two hours have passed and he still hasn’t arrived. As a teacher you had his number for emergency contact, you decided to message him that you had to leave as the school was closing soon, but you would take his daughter with you. He quickly responded with an apology and the address to his apartment asking if you could drop her off there. You loved the little girl so it was no problem for you. “We have to get you home now, come.” You held out your arms for her, taking her in a hug and carrying her to your car.
On the way to the apartment the two of you sang along to the radio, laughing at your funny ways of singing to entertain the girl. You arrived at the apartment complex just in time, Taeyong’s car right behind yours. You parked the car and took his daughter out with you. “Did you have fun today?” You asked her as you carried her over to his car. She quickly nodded, a smile exposing her small teeth. You laughed as she burrowed her face in your shoulder. Taeyong got out of his car, a hand running over his tired face. “Thank you so much for taking care of her, I take up so much of your time. I’m sorry.” You disagreed, shaking your head. “Oh stop that, it’s a pleasure. She’s a lovely girl.” You try to pass her over to Taeyong but her arms were glued around you. You try to gently pry her off but Taeyong suggest something instead, “Would you like to- um,” He scratched the back of his neck, “Maybe go up to my apartment? I can put her to sleep and maybe make dinner. Only if you want to of course, I don’t want to keep you up any longer than I already have-“
You laugh at his rambling, “Taeyong, It’s alright. I’ll go up with you.” He smiled before leading you up into the building.
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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
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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 - ???
➸ note; wrote this just because i felt like it lol,, ALSO my laptop broke the other night (absolutely devastated ngl) and i took it to the apple store and i’m going to have to replace it😭 so as of now i only have my phone to type up and post things on. i don’t think this should slow anything down in terms of writing! however, i was in the process of redoing the format of past posts. i was working through my masterlist, and made it up to mark, so all the posts for members after him will look a bit weird until i manage to sort everything out, as my phone doesn’t let me edit posts for some reason?? so if layout or anything looks weird i’m sorry!
➸ word count; 576 words
➸ eunbi; aged 3
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Taeyong’s eyes burn in the blue light of the computer screen. He’s been awake for hours, his inspiration usually strikes this late. He’s been throwing around ideas and been messing with the production programme, trying to come up with something tangible. NCT 127’s comeback preparations were well underway, and Taeyong was so immersed in his task that he didn’t even notice Eunbi open the door behind him and toddle in. At least not until she approaches the armrest of his chair, clutching her little pink blanket in one hand, rubbing her eyes with the other.
‘Oh hey little one,’ Taeyong smiles, lifting her up by her armpits and placing her on his lap.
She snuggles into him immediately, head nestling into his neck.
‘You ok Bee?’ He asks, brushing her hair with his fingers.
‘Can’t sleep daddy,’ she whispers, clearly tired but unable to drift off.
‘Ah poor baby,’ Taeyong pouts, kissing her cheek, ‘how’d you know I’d be in here?’
‘You weren’t in your bed,’ she mumbles.
‘What was wrong with mummy/mommy?’ Taeyong laughs, knowing that you would’ve been there in your bed.
‘Wanted you,’ Eunbi mumbles, ‘and you were awake and mummy/mommy is asleep.’
‘Why can’t you sleep?’
‘I don’t know,’ she shakes her head, ‘just awake.’
‘Yeah, sometimes that happens Bee,’ Taeyong wraps her blanket around her.
‘What are you doing?’ She asks, turning her attention to the computer screen.
‘Making songs,’ Taeyong explains, ‘wanna hear it?’
‘Yeah!’ Eunbi chirps.
Taeyong plays what he has for her, much to her delight.
‘I like it daddy,’ she smiles, ‘sounds good.’
‘You think? Good enough for daddy’s new album?’
‘Yeah definitely,’ she grins, ‘you sing it with uncles.’
Taeyong laughs, ‘yeah I will do angel.’
Taeyong then turns his attention away from his work, and to his daughter. She’s still so tiny, like a mirror image of himself. She’s slowly growing more independent, not needing him anymore, being able to brush her own teeth and ride a little stabilised bike. He wished he could freeze time. So that she would be like this, stay in his arms forever. But he knew eventually she would grow bigger, gain even more independence, and not need him to put her to bed or get her dressed anymore. Taeyong dreads the day, so whenever he has these moments he hugs her just a little bit tighter.
Eunbi yawns.
‘You getting tired Bee?’ Taeyong asks, giving her a kiss on the forehead.
She nods, eyes already heavy.
‘Wanna go to bed?’
She nods again, turning in his arms to get more comfortable.
‘Ok Bee,’ Taeyong slowly and gently wheels his chair back, carefully standing up and walking out towards Eunbi’s bedroom, careful not to move too much and wake her up.
‘Goodnight Bee,’ Taeyong lays her in her toddler bed, ‘I love you.’
‘Love you too dada,’ she mumbles.
Taeyong makes sure her nightlight is on and her window is closed, and then leaves the door open a crack.
He suddenly feels a sudden wave of his own fatigue, and decides to turn in for the night. He saves his work and closes down his computer, ready to crawl into your warm bed with you.
You shuffle around when you feel the bed dip beside you, into Taeyong’s arms.
‘Hi,’ he murmurs, ‘just me. Bee’s asleep.’
‘Get much work done?’ you mumble back.
‘Yeah, all approved by Eunbi.’
You giggle, ‘night Tae. Love you.’
‘I love you too, good night.’