gunpark who breaks into your apartment whenever he wants silent, no trace. you wake up to him already between your thighs, tongue slow and methodical, licking you awake like he’s savoring a fine whiskey. doesn’t speak until you cum on his face, then flips you over, fucks you face-down into the mattress so deep you see stars. "missed me that much? your cunt’s already crying for it."
gunpark obsessed with marking you where only he can see. bites the insides of your thighs until they’re bruised purple, sucks hickeys along your ribs, leaves handprints on your ass that last days. when you complain about hiding them, he just smirks: "then stop wearing anything i don’t approve of." next day he sends a new dress—short, backless, sheer enough that the marks peek through if you move wrong.
gunpark who treats you like a prized weapon he personally forged. keeps you collared (literal thin black leather with a silver "g" tag) under your clothes at all times. tugs the hidden chain when you’re out in public, forcing you to stifle a whimper while he orders coffee like nothing’s happening. later he yanks it hard enough to make you drop to your knees in his penthouse: "good pet. now open."
gunpark with a breeding kink that borders on obsession. never pulls out. ever. fills you deep, grinds slow after he cums to push it further in, hand pressing on your lower stomach: "feel that? that’s me claiming what’s mine." whispers filthy promises while he’s still inside: "gonna keep you swollen with my kid. no one else gets to touch what’s carrying my bloodline."
gunpark who trains your body like he trains his fighting style. edges you for hours—fingers, tongue, toys, his cock—pulling back every time you’re close. makes you hold positions (spread-eagle, on all fours, back arched) while he watches, timing how long you can last before begging. when you finally break: "that’s my girl. now take your reward." slams in raw, no prep, pounding until you squirt so hard it soaks the sheets and his abs.
gunpark who loves when you fight back—just a little. you scratch his back, bite his shoulder, try to push him off-he laughs low, dark, flips you harder, fucks you meaner. "that’s it. show me teeth. makes me want to break you more." the more you resist, the rougher he gets, until you’re sobbing his name and cumming so hard you black out for a second.
gunpark who films everything. hidden cameras in his places, your place, even the car. watches the footage later while stroking himself-slow, controlled, replaying the moment you begged or squirted or passed out on his cock. sends you clips at random: "watch how pretty you look when you’re ruined. touch yourself to it. send proof."
gunpark who chokes you during sex not for show- for control. thumb and fingers perfect around your throat, feeling your pulse race, your gasps turn ragged. gets harder when your eyes roll back, when you claw at his wrist. "say my name. louder. let the whole building know who owns this pussy."
gunpark who plays with pain and pleasure like it’s an art form. slaps your clit mid-thrust just to hear you yelp, then soothes it with his tongue. pinches your nipples until they’re raw, then sucks them gentle while pounding you slow. the contrast makes you drip- always. "pain makes the pleasure sharper. you love it, don’t lie."
gunpark who knows your body better than you do. predicts when you’re ovulating, when you’re about to cum, when you’re lying about being "fine." uses it against you: fucks you harder on your fertile days, makes you ride him until you’re shaking, whispering "gonna knock you up tonight. no excuses." gunpark who, after wrecking you completely- cum leaking down your thighs, body marked, voice hoarse- switches to cold aftercare. carries you to the bath, washes you himself, fingers gentle now. kisses your forehead, your wrists where he bruised them. "you did well. my perfect fighter." but the second you relax, he smirks: "rest. round two in ten."
hey girl, can I request lookism men with a s/o who moves a lot during their sleep and falls from the bed? how would they react?
of course!
pd. I'm sorry I let this marinate on my drafts way too long
Lookism men reacting to reader falling out of bed during their sleep
characters: Jake, Gun, Goo
Jake
Jake noticed you were rolling and moving in your sleep, actually slapping him on the face a few times, don't worry, he won't make a fuss about it. As the saint that he is, he tried to move you to the side of the bed that faces the wall, "hey babe, why don't we switch places, before you fall-"
thud!
The big man hurried to check on you, worried you might have hurt yourself only to see you snoring on the floor, your body position the similar as the line figures of a crime scenes that appear on those documentaries that you watch.
Jake held his laugh and grabbed your sleeping form on his arms, lifting you back up to bed, this time retaining you against his full body weight so you finally stop moving.
Gun
After a stressful day you finally clashed in your shared bed, except that your body was showing the stress to your boyfriend, who surprisingly surrended instead of being an ass and just layed to sleep on the floor.
Your body was rolling around the bed, fighting the stress of, when suddenly you felt like falling. You felt your side sore and tried to open your eyes "the hell?" you realized you where on the floor, not very sure how but that doesn't matter, what matters is that your heart almost jumped out of your throat when you saw a pair of eyes watching you "GUN WHAT THE HELL"
"goddamn woman, you won't even let me rest on the floor huh?" you sat and giggled "were you sleeping here the whole time?" Gun pinched your nose "until you fell over me mostly"
Goo
"ouch" Goo whined after you kicked him for the th time this night "darling wake up, you're moving like cra-"
thud!
"darling?" silence, peace after all, Goo smirked, more like a triumphal smirk, honestly if you didn't fall for yourself he might do it himself for you at this point. Your boyfriend rolled and snuggled between the covers sleeping peacefully.
LOOKISM X READER : cute things they'd do for you without realizing it
Daniel Park (og)
Daniel just won't let you carry anything whenever he's around. You need to carry the grocery bag? His hands are already swooping in to take it from you.
He won't mind carrying your school bag, even if he's carrying one as well.
I hope you get the vision...like whenever you share an umbrella with Daniel, he always subconsciously tilts it over you while his shoulder ends up completely wet.
And of course, tying shoelaces for you.
Always has your hairband on his wrist or your claw clip clipped to his shirt hem.
Jake Kim
Whenever you’re walking together, Jake somehow always ends up on the roadside while you're on the inside of the sidewalk.
You know the classic giving you his jacket/coat, yeah of course he'll do that...somehow, it's still not cliche when Jake does it >.<
While in crowded places, he puts his hands on your shoulder, so no one bumps into you accidently.
Love wearing those tee shirts which say- 'i love my girlfriend'.
Plucks pretty flowers and puts them in your hair.
Goo Kim
Goo is a money-obsessed bitch 99% of the time, but when he’s with you, your wallet never leaves your pocket.
If you ever tried to pay, you'll only end up finding that Goo has already paid.
If you wear heels or uncomfortable shoes, Goo will pay attention to your gait. The moment he notices you limping even slightly, he won't hesitate to buy a new pair of shoes.
Let's you try on lipstick shades on his hands (or lips) while you shop for makeup.
Gun Park
Pretty obvious but...cooking. Enjoys cooking new dishes he tasted in different restaurants and making you taste it so you can confirm if its good or not.
Won't get upset if you tell him to change the recipe. He takes every failure as a lesson.
Tracks your period so he can be ready in advance for your cravings. While he thinks that your behaviour changes too much during that time of the month, but he never complained. He advice you to be stronger and resilient but would never want you to not talk to him about your discomforts or anything.
He unknowingly walks half a step behind you in public and always, always holding your hand like you're some little kid. When you pointed it out, he didn't have an answer for it. But he still didn't stop doing it.
James Lee
As a former k-pop idol and a current politician, James knows how terrifying crowds can be. In public, he always makes sure to position himself accordingly so as to block you from cameras and the flashing lights.
Okay, okay, now the classic one. Whenever you sit down at a restaurant, James slides your chair out for you and pushes it in. And always puts his hand on the sharp edge of the car door while giving his hand for support.
Says yes to any of your weird activities and sometimes even engages in your shenanigans with you without any question. He might even post about it on social media.While he might do it for his public image, but really what he wants is to spend quality time with you and flaunt you to the world.
Let's you play with his hair and put on hair clips.
Samuel Seo
Whenever helping you down from a high ledge or out of his car, he offers you his forearm for support. I know it's bare minimum...but it is Sammy, who we're talking about.
Whenever your hands feel cold to him, he'll insert them in his coat pocket.
He is your 24/7, personal driver. While he doesn't enjoy picking you up from a club across the city at 2am but the thought of you using taxi or subway at such hours scares him.
When you get in, the AC is already pre-set to your exact favorite temperature.
Always holds your hand using his free on e while driving.
Series Title/AU: My Baby Brother is the Strongest Character
<<read the synopsis and content warnings first>>
Pairing/Relationship: isekaid!older sister!Reader x Gun Park, nurse!Reader x platonic! J High students
Time is fuzzy and memories are unreliable, and above all else, you needed money, so even after you realized that the high school that hired you was J High, the place where Lookism started, you couldn’t leave.
The first year was uneventful. By this world’s standards, anyway.
Even though the troublemaking and trouble-attracting protagonists were yet to attend the school, this was still Lookism. Bullying was prevalent as ever.
You tried your best to help, though maybe “help” sounded too generous. You didn’t do anything special, if anything it was a matter of not doing anything: you never sent back students who wobbled into the clinic, lying about feeling sick. You just sat around while some of them vented their life problems to you. You didn’t do anything exceptional, and yet, somehow, the school has come up with a name for you—
“It’s the Angel of J High!”
“Uwah, she’s so young, I was expecting some middle-aged hag to be our school nurse.”
“You know, my sister told me that after she complained about her cheating boyfriend to the Angel, he went down on his knees the next day and promised never to do it again. They’re both working at the same company and still going strong!”
“Oh, I’m so jealous, maybe I should ask Miss Angel for guidance…”
Angel, my ass! Okay, maybe you didn’t do “nothing” exactly, but lending an ear and giving a handful of teenagers vague life advice was far from the divine intervention that they made it up to be.
You bit your lip, ignoring the whispers but nodding to any student that greeted you.
“Good morning, nurse!”
“Hi, noona!”
“Morning, Miss Angel!”
Shut it, you brats! Stop spreading that ridiculous angel rumor and let me slack off in peace!
You longed for the days when only one or two kids would hide in the clinic. But as the years went by, you were less the school nurse and more like Freud with a full schedule—or one of those scam shamans on TV.
You picked up your pace, ears burning from the cheesiness of it all, eager to get some shut-eye before the brats filed in—
“Ow!”
Your face hit a wall, no, a person.
A student. A male student who was lean and, as you continued craning your neck, tall as hell. He had thick, shiny black hair styled in a very familiar way.
“I…I’m so sorry! Are you all right?”
“Hey, kid.”
“Y-yes?!”
“What’s your name?”
“Oh, um… It’s Park. Daniel Park.”
Thud.
Your purse hit the pavement.
You knew this day would come, but you weren’t ready to quit this job. Even with your savings, inflation’s a bitch and you just had your AC fixed. Not to mention, you were worried about leaving behind certain students…
“I like your bag charm.” Daniel patted the dust off your purse and handed it to you. “I-it’s really cute, what breed is it?”
You offered him a customer service smile. “It’s a Doberman.”
Farewell, my peaceful days.
Or so you thought.
It has been a week since the main character started attending J High but the two of you didn’t cross paths again. The number of students visiting you during breaks have doubled though.
“Excuse me.” Soft knocks on the clinic door interrupted your lunch.
With a sigh, you told them to come in.
A girl stepped inside. “Hello…”
“Stomachache? Or do you need sanitary—”
“No! No… My name is Zoe Park and I’m here because…um…”
You knew what she was here for. “Well, don’t just stand there. Come in and take a seat.”
Every newcomer was like this. They would twiddle their thumbs, hesitate and get all shy. Sometimes they would run away before you got the chance to ask them what was wrong, but you could tell that this girl has been gathering her courage for weeks now.
You just wanted to eat your sandwich.
“You look like something’s on your mind.”
“I have…a friend and she has a problem.”
Yeah, right. “Go on.”
“My friend has a crush on this guy, but she’s worried because there’s another girl in the picture. She’s…aggressive and doesn’t think twice about making the first move. She also has a job so she buys gifts for my—my friend’s crush.”
“So your friend is jealous.”
“Yes, she is. She’s worried because she really likes this boy but what if he ends up falling for someone else.”
Ah, young love. You wanted to throw up, but luckily, you’ve built up an immunity after working with teenagers for so long. “This boy must be a real player to have two girls pining for him.”
“He’s not a player!” She flinched and apologized before muttering, “He’s not like those guys who string girls along for fun. Sure, he’s handsome but he’s also sweet and thoughtful.”
“Mm~ sounds to me like your friend has another rival.”
She blushed and looked away. “A-anyway, what should she do?”
“Dear, does that boy like the other girl back?”
“I don’t know.”
“Does he know that you like him back?”
She said nothing.
“I’m not going to say ‘go and confess,’ I know it’s not that simple.”
“Then what should I do?” It seemed that she was asking herself more than you.
“...don’t overthink it.”
“Huh?”
“This guy isn’t in a relationship yet, right? Well, there’s a saying in the West: ‘all is fair in love and war.’ If you want to defeat your rivals, you need to be more proactive.”
“Y-you’re right! I’ll get a job and buy him gifts, too!”
“Wait, no–”
“I’ve been meaning to get a job anyway!”
“You mean your friend’s been meaning to get a job?”
“Ah. Ahahaha…” She rose from her chair and bowed. “Thank you for listening to me.”
“Hey, wait, before you go—”
“Yes?”
As a reader of the story, you used to hate Zoe because she was mean and superficial, but she became your favorite after she changed and became a better person. However, that change came at a price—she was stalked and almost murdered because of her future job. “...there’s been a rise of weirdos in the area so be careful when you’re out at night.”
“I will, thank you so much, unnie!”[1]
And just like that, she was gone.
As usual, people will hear what they want to hear.
You rubbed your temples. You wanted to tell her not to waste her money on something as foolish as boys, but you guess this was part of youth too.
“I hope it works out for her,” you mumbled, hoping your words won’t mess up Zoe’s development.
***
“And you are—”
“Zack! Zack Lee, ma’am!”
“There’s no need to shout, plus I already know who you are.” You fixed him up after his first fight with Daniel.
“I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“And don’t call me that. Makes me feel old.”
“R-right.”
“Well, what brings you back here, Zack? You don’t look injured to me so I’m guessing you’re here to talk.”
There was a beat before he took a few steps back away from you and then knelt down on the floor. “Please teach me how to court a girl.”
“Uh—”
“Hear me out, please! There’s this girl I’ve liked for a really long time, and I think she likes me too, and we go out together just the two of us—but it’s always as friends. I want to confess, but I don’t know how. Please help me, please!”
“Okay, fine! Just calm down!”
***
Two boys, one of them looked old enough to be a father and the other had Dumbo ears, stepped inside. You knew exactly who they were.
They bowed in unison. “Good afternoon, miss.”
“Yes, hello. Are you feeling sick?”
“Please let us introduce ourselves first. I’m Jace Park and this is my friend, Euntae Lee, but we call him Vasco.”
“Okay, why don’t you two take a seat first—”
Vasco fell to his knees and kissed the floor with his forehead. “Please, madam, teach me how to attract girls!”
Jace grabbed him by the shoulders. “Vasco, no! We talked about this, you can’t surprise her like that!”
“Please, I want to experience a sweet romance, too!”
You and me both, buddy.
Sighing, you gestured towards the monoblocks. “Come on, sit down.”
***
Jay Hong sat in front of you like he was sent to the principal’s office after doing something bad. He hasn’t said a word since he knocked at your door, or maybe he did and you didn’t have Daniel’s telepathy.
He looked troubled though.
How should you deal with this…
“Let’s see, is this about a classmate?”
His head shot up.
You were right!
“Is this about a male classmate?”
He nodded.
“Something tells me it’s not about bullying.”
He shook his head.
“Okay, hold on, lemme think… Are you struggling with certain feelings about this classmate?”
He looked down and twiddled his thumbs shyly.
Right.
You swallowed the desire to laugh, not wanting to embarrass him. “He must be a very special person.”
He raised his head again, smiling.
***
Another week passed and Zoe was back in the clinic, looking redder than before.
“Hi Zoe—”
“Good morning!”
“...anything interesting happened to you lately?”
“What? No, why would you think that!”
“It’s written all over your face, you know,” you teased her. “You got the face of a young woman in love.”
She squeaked and covered her face. “Please don’t say that!”
“Did you finally get together with your crush?”
“No, actually…there’s someone new…”
“Judging by that lovestruck expression, he must be really charming.”
“N—well, yes. He’s a little chubby, but he’s cute and brave and kind.”
“Heh~”
“Please don’t look at me like that!”
Every now and then you got a kick out of the kids’ reactions.
[1] Korean. What girls call their big sisters or older women.
Disclaimer: The image used is a screencapture from Ep. 4 of the Lookism manhwa.
- So he’s really shocked when you refuse his money
- At first he didn’t really care, if you wanted to use your own money it wasn’t any of his business
- But then it starts to irk his inferiority complex
- Did you think he can’t provide for you? Does he not have enough money? Do you have more money than him? So you think you’re better than him?
- Eventually, every time you refuse his money or pay for him he turns bitter and would throw backhanded “compliments” at you to make himself feel better
DG/JAMES LEE
- He would find it really refreshing
- As an idol, people were only around him because of his money and popularity
- But seeing you refuse to take his money makes him see you as genuine
- He still offers to pay but doesn’t insist if you say no
- He’ll still spoil you with gifts and flowers tho because he thinks there isn’t anything else he can offer to you
ZACK
- He also thinks he should always pay for his woman and would absolutely love to buy you food and gifts
- So when you refuse to let him pay he’s a bit hurt and paranoid thinking you don’t like him
- You explain to him how important your independency and values are to you and he understands and respects it
- But he won’t give up and will always try to pay for you
- Specially if it’s a date, he will try extra hard to not let you pay but still respect your boundaries
Hello! So i’d like to request a headcanon about lookism characters (Goo, Gun, Jake, James, Jaegyeon, Jinrang, Gitae obviously it’s fine if you can’t for all, also hope you can add also others you feel that fit the concept) so with an fem reader who is acting suspicious and they thing she is cheating on him or something with one of his people but she is just planning a birthday present or something for him. You know something cute fluffy whatever you feel. Thank you in advance🫶!
A/n: this is so cute oml,not lore accurate though huhu
Gun:
- he'll notice you getting a little too close with Daniel for the past few days, going as far as to hangout with him in your free time
- he won't make conclusions yet since it seems a little bit out of the bloom that your pretty busy with Daniel, so he might investigate a bit
- he won't stalk you instead he talks to Daniel about it in which Daniel acts dumb and unaware
about the situation
- He's now suspecting you were cheating on him when you went to a cafe with Daniel when in reality your asking Daniel some personal things about Gun that you don't really ask Gun, like his favorite brand or place.
- Leading him to an actual venue was hard, he works day and night plus he doesn't keep track when his birthday comes.
- So when he sees the surprise he's just blankly staring at the amount of people that came. But he's actually pretty happy that you took the time to prepare all of this for him
- Overall is just happy but not the kind of jumping from joy happy
Goo:
- Now Goo is more dramatic about it, really YOU'RE HANGOUT OUT with Gun? The man whose emotions are like stones on the side of the road, according to him
- At first he thought you were teasing him you know like the "making my bf jealous" typa thing but after seeing you interact with Gun he was kind of getting paranoid.
- He first interrogated Gun of course, it ended with Gun saying things like "I was just helping around" and he didn't like that one bit.
- jealousy got the better of him and he bursted in your house unannounced, ruining the surprise in the process.
- there he'll literally tear up after getting an actual explanation.
Gitae:
- umm I mean if your lucky you won't actually get axed in all honesty.
- anyway he'll notice like why are you with one of his dealers. It's unusual really, you talking to his business partner? NAW
- He straight up confronted you, but alas you were a good actor telling him lies and he actually bought it. The lies being "oh I was just trying to help you in the cartel".
- Okay that will kind off keep his mind of it for a while. That is until he went home bloodied with no lover insight one night and it just so happens that he has a phone call from one of his man to go to a location.
- There at the location is a small restaurant that you went to back when you were just starting to date and you can see him smirk and laugh at your antics.
James:
- He's smart about it no joke, 'like what're you doing with another person when the most perfect man is with you?'. At first he would be silent about it not giving it that much of a thought.
- Though it started getting on his nerves that you're avoiding him a lot in the past few weeks. He decided to follow you and this friend of his to only see you grocery shopping in the nearby convenient store.
- He felt guilty not having the time to also help you in your shopping sometimes so he left like a little puppy who got kicked. He spiraled into a kind of insecure man.
- All guilt was gone when you asked him to meet up at the park with that smile of yours. Oh how he misses your smile.
- He went there to see you already set up a nice picnic with him. Then it clicked, that's why you were buying food. He can't help but hug your body and say the faintest thank you.
Jake:
- Poor guy was so worried, his insecurities were showing a lot throughout that period. He was overthinking when you were speaking with Lineman WAY too much.
- at first he'll try not to make assumptions about you of course but after a while, he might crack and open up to his heart's content on Sinu. In which Sinu just reassures him in everything (he knows the surprise).
- After lots and lots of reassurance though he'll brush it off and clings to you even more. When I say cling I meant cling as in his not leaving your side which is odd.
- anyways he gets tired of it eventually and while he's distracted you already planned your anniversaries in the same place you met him.
- when your anniversary comes he's crying in your arms when you surprised him, HES SO CUTE OMG.
Jinrang:
- he's so observant with you, so yes he'll notice you drifting a little bit in the past few days, though not that he's doubting you. But he'll get closer to you to keep you from drifting.
- Baek Sang his closest friend wouldn't do such a thing right? So why is he suddenly feeling a bit jealous towards his long time friend, you're just talking and asking him so what's the harm in that???
- Now he'll be very open about his feelings to you and tackling this topic that's been in his mind for days. You didn't wanna make him worried so you told him somewhat the truth.
- Jinrang will let his guard down for now as he does trust you, along with Baek. Since he's busy anyway he low-key forgot about it.
- though on the day when you surprised him with home cooked dinner, his favorite dish too? He thinks he'll wife you up right there on the spot! (Credits to baeks information about him ofc).
haiii!!! i may have spent the rest of my time reading all your works🥲🥲 and is it okay to request Girl Dad! jake,goo and gun reacting to their baby just blabbering and them going on with it like “yeah i know right” “that’s so true”
thank you!! (also take ur time since it looks like you have alot on ur plate atm💕💕)
sweet talk
ft. Gun Park, Goo Kim & Jake Kim x f!reader [separate]
details: fluff, established relationship (married)
A/N: I SAW THIS AND I WAS LIKE OH I HAVE TO DO THISSS ITS SO SAUR CUTEEEE YIEEE THANK YOU ANON FOR THIS REQ mweheh i love reqs like these
ᯓ★—GUN
Gun worked swiftly, slicing the apples with precision. He glanced over at his baby girl in her seat, her wide eyes tracking his every move as he sliced through each piece. You were down with a fever, leaving him to not only take care of you but also to manage his curious, babbling daughter.
He held up a bunny-shaped apple slice, presenting it to her with a slight smirk. Her reaction was immediate—eyes lighting up as she reached out, tiny fingers stretching toward the apple. “You like the bunny?” he asked as she took it and clumsily tried to nibble on it, ending up with more drool than bites.
Gun shook his head with a faint smile, but just as he turned back to finish the apple slices, she banged her chubby hands on the tray, her little mouth opening in a string of excited babbles.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, tilting his head as she bounced in her seat, one hand gripping the bunny slice like a prized possession while the other pointed insistently at the plate.
“These are for mommy,” he explained, trying to hold his ground, but she only babbled louder, waving her free hand around as if to insist.
Gun sighed, glancing at the bunny-shaped slice she held, and then at the other slices on the plate. “You want all of them like this?” he muttered, looking back at her. “You think mommy would like it, huh?”
“Mamamama!” she gurgled happily, slapping her tiny hands against the tray again, clearly delighted at his consideration.
Gun chuckled, shaking his head. “Fine, you win.” He picked up another apple slice, carefully cutting it into another bunny shape. His daughter watched, entranced, and when he showed her the new bunny, she squealed with delight.
As he worked, Gun continued to talk to her, more to keep her entertained than anything. “Think mommy’s going to like the bunnies?” he mused out loud, and she responded with a babble, as if offering her very serious opinion on the matter.
After finishing, he arranged the bunny-shaped slices neatly on the plate, giving one last glance to his daughter, who had finally managed a small nibble on her slice. “Well, if it makes you two happy…” he muttered with a small, barely-there smile, carrying his daughter in one arm and the plate in his other hand to bring a little joy to his sick wife.
With his daughter happily babbling away at her “help” and his own satisfaction at his work.
ᯓ★—GOO
Goo strolled through the house with his baby girl snuggled in her carrier, her tiny feet kicking as she took in everything with wide, curious eyes. Every few steps, she’d babble something, and Goo would gasp dramatically, as if she’d just shared the most incredible news.
“Oh, really?” he chuckled, bouncing her gently. “You’re just full of stories today, aren’t you?”
They paused in the hallway when she started reaching out, her little hand stretching toward a framed photo on the wall. It was a candid picture of Goo and you, both smiling on your wedding day. She babbled louder, smacking her little hand against the photo, clearly fascinated.
“Oh-ho! You found mama and dada, huh?” Goo teased, leaning closer to the picture so she could get a better look. She gurgled, waving her hands at the frame, and Goo’s grin grew. “You like that, huh? That’s ‘cause mama’s in it. She’s the pretty one, right? Dada’s just the one making her laugh.”
“Umwa, mwaamama!” she let out a string of babbles, and Goo put on a look of mock surprise. “You think she’s prettier than me? Oh, so it’s like that, huh?” he said, feigning hurt. “I’ll let that one slide since you’re my favorite girl.”
His daughter’s little noises filled the hall, and he grinned, nodding like she’d made the smartest observation. “Ohhh, you think I got lucky, huh? You got that right, sweetie. Lucky, lucky, lucky,” he chuckled. “And look at you, you’re her little twin! Same smile, same cute face… except you got daddy’s charm, don’t you?” he added with a wink, booping her nose.
Another babble.
“Yeah, I know,” he replied, nodding as though they were having a full-blown conversation. “She’s smart, tough, and—well, let’s just say she’s got me wrapped around her finger. And you… you’re just like her, you know? Gonna grow up and be just as amazing.”
He paused, caught off guard by his own words, blinking in surprise as he felt a weird flutter in his chest. “Whoa, that was... okay, that was a little too sentimental,” he muttered, looking down at his daughter, who just blinked up at him with wide, curious eyes. “Ugh, daddy went full cringe mode for a second there. Ignore that, okay?”
But she just babbled back, and Goo groaned playfully, rolling his eyes. “Oh, great, you’re telling mama? You’re ratting dada out for being sappy? Unbelievable,” he said before pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
ᯓ★—JAKE
Jake rocked his crying little girl in his arms, gently swaying back and forth as he tried every trick he could think of to calm her down. He bounced her, hummed softly, even gave her that little “shh-shh-shh” that sometimes worked like magic. But today? Not a chance. Her babbling came between tiny, hiccupping sobs, and he leaned down to look at her with a gentle smile, brushing a thumb softly across her chubby cheek.
“Someone’s got a lot to say,” he murmured, his voice soft. “Tell me, princess, what’s wrong? You hungry?” He shifted her in his arms, bouncing her lightly. “Or are you just giving daddy a little piece of your mind?”
His daughter’s cries softened for a moment, only to pick back up again with another babble. Jake widened his eyes, nodding as if he fully understood her complaints. “Ah, I see, I see,” he replied, nodding seriously. “So it’s the blanket, huh? Not soft enough? Or was it the bottle? Too warm? Too cold? Man, this is complicated.”
She let out another babble-cry, tiny fists reaching up to grab onto his shirt as if she were clinging to her last hope. He chuckled, taking her tiny hand and pressing a gentle kiss to her fingers. “Alright, I get it, princess. You’re not mad. Just… sharing some feedback, right? I respect that.”
She let out a series of softer babbles, staring up at him with watery eyes, and Jake leaned forward, pressing his forehead lightly to hers. “Yeah, I’m listening. Go on, get it all out. Daddy’s right here.”
With each little sound she made, Jake nodded along, pretending to take mental notes. “Oh, so it’s my singing you’re not a fan of? I thought it was pretty good—so did mommy, but maybe I need some pointers from the expert,” he whispered, winking. “And the rocking chair? Too slow, right? Got it, I’ll add that to daddy’s list.”
She continued to babble, and he kept going along with it, his voice taking on a playful tone. “And here I thought daddy was nailing it, huh? Guess I still have a lot to learn from the boss.”
She let out a few more babbling sounds, her tone shifting like she was calming down, and Jake continued, nodding sympathetically. “And on top of that, maybe you missed mommy a little too, right? Thought she’d be here, didn’t you?” He gave her a warm smile, his fingers tracing gentle circles on her back.
Finally, her cries faded into little hiccups, her big eyes staring up at him. Jake let out a soft laugh, his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. “See? You just needed someone to listen. Don’t worry, princess—I’ll always be here, taking notes and making sure everything’s just right.”
His daughter cooed softly, finally content, her tiny fingers clutching his shirt as she nestled closer. Jake let out a relieved sigh, pulling her closer.
