CONTENT WARNING: This post contains mild suggestive themes.
JAMES LEE
James notices it within exactly two seconds of you walking into the living room.
He says nothing. But you've managed to distract him.
His eyes trace the soft outline beneath your oversized tee.
He will play it incredibly cool.
He’ll sit back on the couch, crossing his legs, but his eyes will track your every movement as you stretch over the coffee table to grab the remote.
When you sit next to him, he casually drapes his arm over the back of the sofa, but his fingers gently hook into the collar of your tee, pulling you against him.
"You seem comfortable."
"Is that a problem?"
"Quite the opposite."
GUN PARK
The moment you walk past him in a thin, bra-less tank top, his eyes instantly fixate on the subtle bounce and the distinct outline of your nipples pressing against the fabric.
He stares right at them.
"You do know that they exist for support, right?"
"But they're a pain in the... chest?"
Gun smirks.
But as soon as the bell rings or you need to step out, he will literally take whatever oversized hoodie or jacket he’s currently wearing, toss it over your head like a blanket, and tell you to put it on.
If you complain that it’s uncomfortable, he’ll just glare.
"Only I get to see you like this, understood?".
GOO KIM
Goo is sitting on the floor playing a video game when you walk by to grab a snack.
He accidentally catches a glimpse of the unmistakable shape beneath your shirt, completely misses a combo, and the screen loudly blares GAME OVER.
He drops the controller, his jaw hitting the floor as his glasses slide right down the bridge of his nose.
"Are we... are we just letting the girls breathe today? What's the occasion?!"
"Shut tf up, Goo. I'm just feeling hot."
"..."
"Stop staring weirdo."
"Baby I'm trying, really! But they're staring back at me."
JOHAN SEONG
He’s sitting on your bed, trying to fix a strap on his bag, when you sit down right across from him in a loose, baggy pajama top.
As soon as he catches sight of it, his face goes full on medical emergency mode.
He violently snaps his head to the side and stared aggressively at the wall.
"Everything alright Johan?"
"JOHAN! ARE YOU OKAY-"
Buddy's literally having a nosebleed.
"Johan, calm down! It's just my pajamas; besides we're at home."
After you clean him up, he gets extremely touchy.
Wrapping his arms around your waist while you cook. Or constantly touching you while you guys sit on the couch watching movies.
SAMUEL SEO
He’s pouring himself a glass of water when you walk into the kitchen.
His eyes immediately lock onto your chest,
He sets the glass down with a heavy thud. He moves towards you.
"Are you doing this on purpose?"
"Why is something wrong?"
His eyes drop to your chest.
"Ohhhh. I don't think this should be a problem. You walk around like this all the time-"
He doesn't let you complete the sentence.
He hooks his fingers under the hem of your shirt, lifting it just enough to see your boobs.
"Smart choice. Saves me the trouble of taking it off later."
DANIEL PARK (OG)
Poor, sweet Daniel.
You two are sitting on the floor studying when you stretch your arms over your head, lifting your shirt just enough to show that you're completely free underneath.
Daniel looks up, sees the distinct movement, and his eyes go wiiiiide.
He lets out a high-pitched squeak, as his hands fly up to cover his face.
"Y/N! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to look, I swear!"
He’s currently sweating through his clothes because he doesn't know where to look.
Even after you laugh and tell him it’s fine, he keeps his eyes glued strictly to his textbook, his fingers trembling as he turns the pages.
He keeps stealing tiny glances when he thinks you aren't looking, his heart beating so loud you can practically hear it.
JAKE KIM
Jake’s lying on the bed when you walk in, and the second he notices your bra-less look
A slow, incredibly fond grin spreads across his face.
He opens his arms wide, patting the empty spot on his chest.
"Come here the love of my life."
The moment you slide into his embrace, he wraps his large arms securely around your back, his hands sliding under your shirt to press directly against your bare skin.
He lets out a contented sigh, burying his face in your hair.
"I love it when you're this relaxed around me. Makes me feel like you're officially all mine."
CHARACTERS: Gun Park, Goo Kim, James Lee, Daniel Park, Jake Kim, Eli Jang, Kitae Kim.
GUN PARK
The moment he walks into the house, the entire atmosphere changes. Your parents sit up straighter without even realizing it. It’s the Yamazaki effect.
He’s absurdly polite, all good manners and respectful nods. A part of him is probably itching to test your dad’s strength, but he won’t. Gun’s a gentleman.
With or without his sunglasses, your parents are convinced you brought a mafia boss home. Which… technically, you did.
Surprisingly, he’s very knowledgeable about everyday affairs and slips into conversation with your mom and dad with ease. He remembers every tiny detail they mention.
Your mom somehow ends up charmed by him, though your dad still remains a little suspicious. Eventually, Gun invites him to the sauna or out jogging, and slowly they become best frendos who occasionally drink together. Sometimes Goo Kim joins them too.
GOO KIM
Arrives late~
Shows up with the weirdest gift imaginable, but somehow your mom loves it because, despite everything, it’s practical. The moment he sees your dad, he immediately calls him “Dad” and pulls him into the tightest hug imaginable.
Throughout dinner, he says things so outrageous that your parents genuinely can’t tell whether he’s joking or subtly threatening someone.
Somehow, he charms everyone anyway.
Your mother laughs at all his jokes. Your father tries not to laugh and fails miserably.
He helps around the house and acts like he’s already an essential part of the family which, surprisingly, he becomes. By the end of the night, your parents are already asking him to visit again.
“Babe, your family likes me. I think I’m their favorite child now.”
He absolutely tells embarrassing stories about you just to watch you suffer. He’ll also somehow plan a situation where you have to say, “Daddy, pass me the salt,” only for both him and your actual father to reach for it at the same time. Oops.
JAMES LEE
Your parents are stunned the second they see him.
Both of them are genuinely mesmerized by how handsome he looks. It’s not just his appearance, it’s the way he carries himself that changes the entire atmosphere. Your mother suddenly starts fixing her hair. Your father becomes suspicious because nobody should naturally look that flawless.
Even though James is perfectly capable of charming people, with your parents he tries to be unusually genuine and relaxed. At the same time, though, he doesn’t particularly care about winning their approval either. He doesn’t give a fuck 😭
By the end of the night, your parents are left wondering how you managed to pull someone like him.
He compliments the food, the house, and asks thoughtful questions about your parents’ work. He has a way of making people feel important when they talk about themselves.
The fact that he’s now a politician practically makes your parents swoon. Wealthy? Successful? Well-spoken? What more could they ask for in a son-in-law?
Your father almost starts seeking his approval in every conversation.
When you both leave, your parents are already asking about wedding dates. You immediately shush them and tell them not to pressure James, but he just laughs softly and says,
“Whenever you’re ready. I’ll keep the ring handy.”
Your mother nearly squeals because she’s officially become a James fangirl.
DANIEL PARK
Daniel is unbelievably nervous. To him, meeting your parents feels like a life-or-death situation. He’d rather face Kitae again than do this.
He rehearses greetings in the mirror beforehand, brings flowers, and probably Googles “how to impress your girlfriend’s parents” at least ten times.
But the moment your parents meet him, they instantly adore him, because sincerity like Daniel’s can’t be faked. There’s a warmth to him that people naturally trust.
Your mom keeps feeding him more food because he looks far too sweet to refuse.
Your dad ends up giving him life advice for nearly two hours after learning Daniel grew up without a father figure and went through so much because of the people around him🥀
Daniel listens sincerely to every word.
When you walk him home afterward, he lets out the deepest sigh of relief.
“I thought your father was going to interrogate me…”
And then he kisses your cheek.
JAKE KIM
Jake is surprisingly relaxed about the meeting, though deep down he hopes your parents won’t recognize him and start talking about Gapryong Kim.
Unfortunately, things go even worse than that.
The moment they see the scar on his face, your parents are convinced you brought home a gangster.
Your dad starts testing him with serious questions, but instead of trying to impress anyone, Jake answers honestly.
Slowly, the atmosphere eases. Jake is naturally affable, and Sinu has definitely coached him beforehand.
If your family situation is tense or complicated, Jake notices immediately. Under the table, he gives your hand reassuring squeezes whenever conversations become uncomfortable.
Later, your mother says:
“He feels like someone who would protect you no matter what.”
And she’d be absolutely right.
ELI JANG
Your mother falls in love with him instantly.
He has a soft voice, gentle eyes, and is incredibly sweet with you. Everything about him feels warm and comforting.
The problem begins when he mentions Yenna.
At first, your parents are completely caught off guard by the fact that he already has a daughter. The atmosphere becomes tense almost immediately.
Later, they tell you that you need to come out of your fairytale and find someone more suitable.
But to you, nobody is more suitable than Eli.
And eventually, once your parents meet Yenna, everything changes.
Yenna quickly becomes a regular visitor at your house and starts calling your parents Grandma and Grandpa. In the end, they completely adore Eli and wholeheartedly accept your relationship.
KITAE KIM
The moment your parents open the door and see him standing there with an axe, they die of a heart attack😔🥀
hellloooo can i request Lookism guys dealing with pregnant reader?🫶🫶🫶🥺 (before their kid was born in your lookism as girl dads hcs)
lookism boys with pregnant reader.
࿇ characters. gun/goo/jake/gitae
࿇ warnings. there’s not a lot of dialogue since i wanted to dive more into their thoughts regarding your pregnancy. basically shows their thoughts re: the news and how they act on it
࿇ author's note. this is set before they became girl dads! thank you for requesting and i apologize for taking so long, i’ve been a bit stuck with this.
part 1 found here.
GUN PARK
If anything, Gun had taken on the responsibility of a father easily compared to what you had initially thought.
Being in Gun Park’s life had meant that you were able to see the rawest, purest form of him—the one where you see the Gun Park who had easily cooked your favorite meal in the cutest way possible. The one where you see how gentle he can be whenever he tends to you despite his heavy hands that were used to beating up people. The one where you see how caring can he be to you and to your unborn daughter.
“Rest,” he says, not even bothering to look up at you as you watch him make another conconction—whatever you and the little one (as he likes to call her) craved for today. It was a little mix of everything, and while Gun had wanted to tell you that this is not healthy, he could not resist you and your cute little face.
So what if he had gone soft for you? You were the only one who could see that softness anyway, and it’s not like he had lost his edge. He still makes a living, completely barricading this part of life away from prying eyes and loud mouths—namely Goo and the rest of HNH—while ensuring that the Four Major Crews aren’t doing shit that could possibly tarnish whatever he had worked so hard for.
All that matters now is you and your daughter.
“But what if I don’t want to?” you argue lightly, though it sounded more of like a tease. Gun had a tendency to be overprotective, making sure that you’re comfortable. If you wanted a massage now, he would almost immediately drop the baking sheet to go and wash his hands before tending to you.
He was quite literally the textbook definition of a househusband.
“Aren’t you a little hardheaded this afternoon?” he asks, looking up to see you glowing. Gun thinks he might have a heart attack with how adorable you look in your maternity dress, how you have that cheeky expression in your face that he loves looking at.
And while he initially was fearful of the pregnancy, it looked good on you. Looked good to the point that he wanted another kid because you being so round with his daughter made his heart ache in the best way possible. “You should go and take a seat on the sofa. It’s like sitting on a cloud,” he says, knowing damn well that he had it imported from whatever country it came from only because he wanted you to be comfortable during this whole pregnancy.
“Yeah, but,” you start, sitting on the bar stool as you watched him pipe animated designs on several pieces of cookies. “It won’t be the same without you,” you say, happiness evident in your tone as you put a hand on your stomach. “And our princess wants to see her dad create a masterpiece on those cookies.”
That was enough to make Gun smile—a rare one to his colleagues, quite normal to you—and while he thought that was cheesy yet adorable, he has his own lines ready to quip.
“How funny,” he says as he finishes piping one of the cookies before handing it to you to taste. “Because our princess needs to know that she,” he points at your tummy. “Is mom and dad’s magnum opus.”
GOO KIM
Goo has done a lot of stupid things, and while they are stupid, they are well-calculated. He doesn’t make a move where he knows he’s on the losing end because Goo will always benefit in the end.
This, however, is not something that he had calculated. He was also unsure if he was going to benefit from this because he hadn’t thought this through. Maybe it was also the panic and anxiety talking because he’s not supposed to talk and think like this whenever you’re involved—making it sound like you’re just some random business deal that he needs to get over with when you’re not.
You’re worth more than whatever pile of money was waiting for him at the end of every goal he has.
Still, he can’t even deny it himself—the news had shaken him up. Though thanks to years of masking his feelings, he’s definitely a lot better at not showing whatever emotion that was about to consume him because you look so happy.
You look so happy at the fact that you’re giving him a child at this age. Goo wonders if you’re as crazy as he is because holy shit, the two of you were only, what? In your 20s?
You should be partying at the club and not getting knocked up by him because: a) he’s got a lot of shit to do in the underworld and he’s involved with incredibly dangerous people, b) he’s an idiot that wanted to go raw, and c) he’s unsure if he can be a great father to this kid.
Goo, at most, plans 5 steps ahead, but with you wanting to keep the baby, he must plan at least 10 steps ahead because God knows whatever life is going to throw at him next. He was still unsure about the pregnancy—the thought of being a father—but he sure as hell would give you everything to ensure that you only have a smooth and less-awful pregnancy.
So, months later, his protectiveness shows.
Really.
“Jungoo, I’m fine!” you argue with your boyfriend as he held your hand, the two of you descending down the stairs of your new home.
He was insane enough to get you a house—away from prying eyes so that you and your beloved baby girl will be safe, not worrying about anyone who could possibly attack the two most important people in his life. “I can go down the stairs just fine!” you exclaim.
And while you almost push him down the goddamn stairs, Goo keeps a tight grip on your hand, the other on the small of your back. “You don’t know that, cupcake,” he says gently, eyes flitting from your face to your pregnant tummy. He feels his heart swell a little because going through the ultrasounds, the parenting books, the look of the nursery—everything made him excited.
A far cry from his initial response to when he found out you were pregnant. “Let me do this for you, okay?” he says gently, trying not to trigger a possible mood swing from you. “Ugh, fine,” you retort, letting him dote over you. “Only because you look funny begging,” you say, in which you receive a face from him.
You think about how Goo had always been so mobile, always in one place and then another because he has business deals all over Seoul. But with you, he’s been so patient, the most he’s ever been considering he always liked to get things done in the quickest, Goo-est way possible.
“Thanks, Goo,” you murmur as he safely helps you down the stairs, your hand immediately resting on your stomach. “Anything for you, sweetheart,” he says, leaning down to kiss your forehead before placing his hand on top of yours. “And for our sweet little angel too.”
JAKE KIM
Jake hadn’t really thought about being a father at such a young age.
Considering his lifestyle and as the leader of Big Deal, Jake had wanted to make sure that before anything like a pregnancy happens, or at least progresses, he had removed himself from the gang life.
Sure, he treats Big Deal like family because that’s what they are to him, but at the end of the day, there’s always a sick reminder in his head to never ever forget that it was still a gang—and the two of you having an unplanned pregnancy while he’s still the leader of the said gang makes him want to spiral into the abyss.
But even if he was in a state of shock and in worry, he doesn’t show that to you—not when you looked so horrified right in front of him, hands trembling, your tears instantly filling your lash line as you broke the news to him. You confirmed that you were indeed carrying his kid after a trip to the clinic.
“Hey,” he says as he holds your hand in his, engulfing them. “We’ll be okay,” he assures you in a quiet whisper, hunched down a little as makes a promise.
That’s what he tells you—often does, anyway. Jake was the type of person to reassure everyone around him that things were going to be okay, even if he himself was unsure of what the future holds. But he knows he’ll do something about it, make a plan—he had always been the type to step up no matter what challenge was thrown towards him.
A few weeks in your pregnancy, you began experiencing its symptoms. Jake could hear you retching your guts out in the bathroom, his immediate instinct was to get out of bed and quickly follow to help you. The swinging of the door was heard as you were keeled over, feeling his large hands help you with your hair before letting the other rest on your back.
His expression softens as he rubs your back. “It’s okay, baby,” he whispers, and you only hum a response in return because you didn’t feel like talking—the weight and realization of becoming a mother slowly sinking in with the symptoms.
Shit, he feels bad. Jake knows you well enough to know that you’re in deep thought, and he thinks that you wouldn’t have to carry majority of the burden if the two of you had been careful enough. But you wanted to keep the baby, and it’s your body therefore it’s also your choice. In the end, all Jake can do was be there for you and be the best support system for you.
“I’m here.”
GITAE KIM
Fatherhood is a foreign concept to Gitae.
If anything, he thinks—knows, that he’s not meant to be a father. He doesn’t have the gentleness and patience of a parent. Sure, maybe he can be stern, but never in his life did he think that he would be a father. Can you blame him if he didn’t know how to be one, given how he was born out of wedlock? How his own father barely acknowledged him, his first born, and so he turned into whatever this is.
All Gitae knows is that he was a man made to remove people—a man who resented his own parents; resenting them for giving him life when he didn’t ask for it.
He knows that being a parent isn’t for him. So when you told him you were pregnant, a multitude of thoughts had come to his head.
It was as clear as day whenever Gitae recalls the moment you broke the news to him.
How your voice trembled when you spoke to him, pupils looking like they were about to spill salty tears. How you were visibly shaken, making yourself look smaller in his presence, utterly distraught at the fact that you were pregnant when the two of you have been so careful. How you had endless apologies slipping from your lips, not bothering to look at him out of fear that he might get rid of you and your unborn child.
Gitae doesn’t know if the odd pain in his chest was normal whenever he remembers that devastated version of you that day. Even if the two of you had such an unconventional start in your relationship, at the end of the day, he still chose to risk it all with you despite not knowing the first steps in loving someone—in caring for someone other than himself.
At the end of the day, he still wants you in his life no matter how dangerous it was—because he had a silent promise not just to you, but to himself.
That he will protect you because he wants you standing by his side.
“You’re pregnant,” is what Gitae says as he looks down on you, the sentence he utters sounds more like a statement than a question. It was as if he doesn’t completely register the revelation you just told him—the look in his eyes could be described as two things: distant and hollow.
But this is you, not some random woman—not a concubine. So he tries to take it easy on you.
“Do you want to keep it?” Is the first thing he asks, and when you take a while to respond, he leans forward to hug you—a moment of reassurance and affection, quite rare. An unspoken I’ll be here for you. And once you said yes, Gitae steels himself for nine long months of pregnancy—and a lifetime of fatherhood.
Though, he thinks he’s faring better than expected.
Months later, he finds himself massaging your feet as you tell him about how your daughter was giving you a hard time today, constantly kicking, making you want to lay down constantly. And apart from that, pregnancy in itself made it quite heavy for you on your day-to-day, so you asked Gitae to give you a foot massage.
To which he surprisingly obliged.
He only hums as he listens to you, a grunt and even a small chuckle escaping from time to time. “Mi flor,” he speaks, looking at your stomach. “Don’t give your mama such a hard time. She’s already dealing with papa as it is,” he jokes lightly, but he doesn’t notice the slight look of concern that you give him.
He makes it sound so horrible dealing with him. Maybe to his enemies, yes, but Gitae had been nothing but different with you in the best way possible. “I’m sure our little flower just misses you,” you assure him lightly. “After all, papa had been gone majority of the day. She hasn’t heard your voice as much,” you tell him, and he glances at you with a softened expression.
“Is that so, mi flor?” he says, halting in his movements of tending to your feet as he sits next to you. “Well, papa’s here now,” he murmurs, rubbing your stomach gently, feeling his daughter kick, and that instantly brings a small smile on his lips.
“Should I tell you what mama and I plan on giving you when you’re born?” he asks his daughter.
