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Beautiful Boy

➟ pairing(s): YoungJae x Reader

➟ genre(s): Fluff

➟ word count: 1.4K

➟ warnings: New Baby! Sweet daddy!

Lullabies: You Are My Sunshine | Baby Mine | Beautiful Boy | You Make Me Happy

It was time for your annual visit with your doctor and you were on the phone with the receptionist making the appointment. Jackson was sitting in your office looking over his schedule for the next few weeks.

"Right, just need to update my last name," you conversed with the lady on the other end of the phone, "Yeah, I got married a couple of months ago." Grabbing a pencil you wrote a few notes down. "Yeah, no. Not since then." Jackson set the papers on your desk and leaned back and relaxed in his chair. "I don't know," you considered, "Maybe 6 to 8 times a week." Jackson narrowed his eyes at you, but you just waved him off. "Yeah. Ok," you spoke to the woman again. Jackson knocked on your desk and held up eight fingers to you, a big smile on his face. You rolled your eyes at him and continued your conversation. You could tell this was something he wasn't going to let go of. Jackson stood and walked around your desk and gestured to you and your wedding ring. He started humping the air and held up eight fingers again. His face filled with pure delight. "Yes, I'll see you then, thank you," you ended your call.

"Eight times a week!" Jackson practically screamed. You rolled your eyes again and pushed past him. "Come on," he cried, "Don't be like that." He followed you from the office. "Just tell me."

"I'm not discussing my sex life with you Jackson," you giggled. "No matter how astounding it is," you winked at him, stepping into the elevator. Before the doors closed you saw him pump his fist in the air and cheer Youngjae's name.

Your appointment the following week was uneventful. Same questions about your cycle and lifestyle. The nurse suggested an ultrasound to get a look at your uterus and ovaries, just a routine scan to make sure everything looked healthy since you mentioned that you were trying to get pregnant.

It only took three short months, and as your husband liked to say, a lot of practice before you got the good news.

"What," you asked surprised, "Really?" You gawked at the screen and felt the tears well up in your eyes. "Can I get a copy of that? My husband isn't going to believe this."

You strolled into the practice studio with your arms full of food for the guys. Their favorite sushi place was just around the corner, so it worked in your favor. Bumping the door open with your hip, you balanced the food and drinks in your hands.

"Come and get it, boys," you called. They surrounded you and a chorus and thank yous and appreciation filled the room. "Here baby," you said to Youngjae, "I got the last one for you. I know how much you like it." He took the container from you and kissed your cheek.

"You're the best," he kissed you again. Looking around he saw that you didn't get anything for yourself. He furrowed his brows. "Where is yours?" he inquired.

"I grabbed a burger on the way," you shrugged off his question. He chewed his lip and eyed you.

"Besides," you leaned in close to him, "The doctor said I shouldn't have any until after the baby is born." You shrugged and walked away. Glimpsing back, you could see the wheel in your husband's head turning.

"Wha-," he struggled to ask you, "Doctor said what?" Jackson's ears perked up, remembering the conversation he had with you last week and that you had an appointment today.

"Probably said you broke her, you know area," Jackson interjected and waved around his pelvis. He elbowed BamBam and laughed. "This dude is getting laid like every night! Give it a break my friend." Youngjae rubbed his neck and blushed.

"Look at her," BamBam said, "Can you blame him? If she was mine, I wouldn't leave the bedroom either."

"Shut up you two," you laughed.

"Hey," Youngjae said, "can we NOT talk about having sex with my wife?" Everyone laughed at him.

Youngjae grabbed your hand and pulled you to the opposite end of the room than the guys. He turned his back to them in hopes they wouldn't be listening. "Are you? Really?" You danced from foot to foot and squealed. Digging in your pocket you gave him the ultrasound photo. His gaze shifted between you and the photo, tears threatening to spill. Gently, he placed a hand on your stomach and kissed your lips.

"We have an audience," you said in his ear, pointing behind him. The group of men had put their food down and listened intently. "Do you want to tell them?"

"We're having a baby," Youngjae cheered. You two were surrounded by friends exchanging congratulations and hugs. Everyone was so excited the family of 8 was going to be 9 soon.

Thankfully, the whole pregnancy was easy. There was minimal morning sickness and thanks to Youngjae rubbing your belly with lotion, insignificant stretch marks too. Your husband was amazing and helpful with everything. He read books and anything on the internet to help you through everything... But nothing prepared him for the day your baby came into the world.

You woke him up in the middle of the night after you couldn't take the contractions anymore.

"Try and relax, jagi," he murmured, "the doctor said that it would still be a while after your water broke." He turned over and rubbed your belly.

"But that was an hour ago," you admitted, "my contractions are about 5 minutes apart." He was a total mess but pulled it together to drive you to the hospital. And finally, after 10 hours of labor and 6 stitches, they placed your crying baby on your chest. He was red, squishy, and covered in yuck, but he was the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

Youngjae relaxed in your bed with you laying against his chest and the new baby suckling at your breast. As he held you close he caressed his son's head. The nurse proposed this to help with bonding. He placed a kiss against your temple and leaned his head against yours. A smile pulled at his lips when he felt you sway from side to side.

Close your eyes

Have no fear

The monster's gone

He's on the run and your daddy's here

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful boy

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful boy

"I love you," he whispered into your hair. He rested his chin on your shoulder and admired the sight before him. Less than 24 hours ago, this tiny baby was inside your belly and he was just Youngjae. Now here he was, cradling his wife and son.

Before you go to sleep

Say a little prayer

Every day in every way, it's getting better and better

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful boy

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful boy

You yawned and laid your head back to rest on Youngjae's shoulder. He must have sensed how exhausted you were. Gently, he moved from his position behind you and took the baby that had fallen asleep. He bent down and kissed your head. "Get some sleep," he assured you, "I've got him." He checked the swaddling the way the nurse taught him and sat in the chair next to your bed. Cradling the baby against his chest he began to hum the same some you were singing moments before.

The ringing of his phone caused him a slight scare. He quickly took the call from his mom. "Hi, mom," he greeted her softly, scared to wake the baby. "Yeah, he's here. 22 inches and 8.5 pounds. She's great. Yeah, sleeping now. No, we haven't picked a name yet." He carefully stood and paced the room, gently bouncing the baby. "I'll tell her when she wakes up. I love you too."

"Hi daddy," the nurse knocked gently on the door, "How is mommy?" She looked at the bed and saw you sound asleep. "She did great," she told Youngjae, "she needs to sleep. How are you?" He smiled and kissed the baby's head.

"I think I have the hang of this," he laughed. Her gaze softened as she watched him.

"Looks like you do, good job," she laughed, "But you need some rest too." She took the baby and laid him in the bassinet near your bed. Pointing to the couch near the window she placed a pillow and blanket on it. "You. There."

"Yes ma'am," he snickered. Glancing at the baby he sighed, "Can we keep him in here? I think she'll be upset if he's gone when she wakes up." The nurse nodded quickly before dimming the lights.

"Get some rest you three," she whispered.

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GOT7 INFP S/O:

Author’s note: So before I start, this is all my opinion. So if you disagree with whatever I write remember, this is based on my opinion , boys personalities and also what they look for a future partner.

What will GOT7 members will think and what they will love about you?

Mark: He’ll love your calm and reserved nature. I think you guys will be know as the ‘Quiet couple’ . He will like that you’re a very reliable person, meaning that he will value your loyalty towards him.

Jackson: Even though he is looking for someone who is extroverted, like himself, I think that he will like someone like the INFP personality. Due that the INFP’s are great communicators and are very reliable, I think that he will love your encouragements towards him and wise words given in every conversation.

JB: I think you and him would be perfect together, he looks for someone who is calm and reserve and INFP’s have those qualities. I think that he will like that you listen to him, always and wait for him to finish, so you could tell him your advice or your thought.

Jinyoung: Like Mark, he will love your calm and reserved nature. Also he will love to have intellectual conversations with you. He will like that you have a deep craving for knowledge. He will completely understand you, and treat you like a princess.  

Youngjae: He will love your passionate side, when your doing something you love to do. He will love you, as who you are. He will love your kindness towards people and he will like and love your insecurities that you may posses. 

Bambam: He will love that your easy to approach, he will also value your loyalty and like your calm and reserve nature. He will love to have conversations with you about the things that you’re both passionate about. 

Yugyeom: He will love your sweet personality. Also your kindness, due to that you never expect people to return you the same kindness. He will love your nerdy and passionate side. He will always protect you, no matter what!. 

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You Are My Sunshine

➟ pairing(s): YoungJae x Reader

➟ genre(s): Fluff

➟ word count: 978

➟ warnings: nothing

Lullabies: You Are My Sunshine | Baby Mine | Beautiful Boy | You Make Me Happy

You met the group a little over a year ago when you took the new job as Jackson's new assistant. It was difficult to keep him on task but you managed. Between Team Wang and GOT 7, you didn't know if you were coming or going half the time.

One night after a late meeting, you dropped Jackson back off at the shared apartment. He invited you in for a little while to take a look at a few new designs he had for some new apparel. You rolled your shoulders and tried to release some tension when the soft strumming of a guitar caught your attention. You followed the sound and found YoungJae playing guitar.

You stood at the entrance of the room and listened intently. When he finished the riff you softly applauded him. Unfortunately, it did startle him. He jumped a little and almost dropped his guitar.

"Oh," he blushed, "I didn't know you were there." You smiled at him and knelt next to where he sat.

"I didn't know you played," you said pointing to the guitar. "I played when I was younger. My mom was a choir teacher, and she taught me." You smiled sweetly at him.

"Choir teacher," he asked, tilting his head to you, "Do you sing too?"

"I might remember how. Do you mind," you chuckled and held your hands out toward him? He placed the guitar in your hands and admired you as you played a few chords. You hummed along to the tune you played. It was strange that something so simple, made you feel so relaxed. You didn't know if it was the simple act of doing something from your childhood or just spending time with someone so sweet.

"Wow, you're really good," YoungJae said to you. You smiled at him again and handed him the guitar. His eyes focused on the entrance, where Jackson now stood.

"What's going on in here," Jackson asked. He motioned between you and YoungJae. "When you're done flirting, I've got the drafts." He laughed and left you two alone.

"I have to go," you rolled your eyes, "my work is never done." You rubbed YoungJae's knee before standing to leave. "This was nice, thank you," you smiled from the door.

Since then, once a week you found yourself with YoungJae, tucked into a corner together playing guitar and singing. The two of you grew closer until it was undeniable there was something there.

What started as little stolen moments, became the highlight of your week. You would find ways to touch him longer, and he would sit closer. If it was late in the evening, he would order your favorite takeout or insist you stay the night so you didn't have to drive home.

When he finally made the first move and kissed you, he was just as shocked as you were. To this day he still doesn't know what got into him; yet, here you were a year later, laying in his bed with his head on your lap and guitar in his hands.

"Y/N," he said sweetly, "will you sing to me?" You looked down at him and saw him bat his eyes at you. You brushed his hair back and laughed.

"Of course sunshine," you said, "whatever you want." He started to play a familiar tune and you laughed. You continued to comb through his hair as you sang softly.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are gray

You'll never know dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away

He continued to strum as you sang to him. This was his favorite place in the world.

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping

I dreamed I held you in my arms

But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken

So I hung my head and I cried.

You would sing to him if he had a stressful day or couldn't sleep. The guys loved to give YoungJae about it, but he couldn't have cared less. You made him happier than he could ever put into words.

I'll always love you and make you happy,

If you will only say the same.

But if you leave me and love another,

You'll regret it all someday.

YoungJae set the guitar beside him as he turned over and rested on his elbows, his face inches from yours. He kissed your cheek and giggled.

"You know that will never happen," he said, kissing your cheek again. You looked at him and quirked your eyebrow. "You always sing that if I leave you, I'll regret it." He pointed to the table next to the bed. "Can you grab that book in the top drawer for me?" You leaned over and searched the drawer. That stupid book was nowhere to be found.

"I don't see a book," you called to YoungJae. You turned to see him kneeling next to the bed. "What are you doing down there? Did you fall?" You giggled and crawled to the side of the bed he was on.

"I did fall," he said, "I fell hard." He reached for your hand and kissed your knuckles. "The first time you sat with me and I heard you sing, I fell in love with you." Your eyes started to tear up and you tried to fight the urge to cry. "I'm never going to let you go," he said softly as he held out a small velvet box, "and I'm hoping you'll never leave me." He met your eyes and you could see the tears in his eyes. "This is where you say something," he whispered.

"Yes," you squeaked, "Yes, a million times yes." You practically lunge at him and tackle him to the floor. He threw his head back and laughed as you peppered his face with kisses.