this concept has, does, and will forever internally Scar Me. read at ur own risk…..
also this got really real super fast hang in there reader
they met at recess on the first day of 4th grade
when mijoo fell down and scraped her knee from a rock on the grass hill overlooking the school
and mingyu heard her voice like a chime of a bell
and ran to the source of it, careless of who it belonged to
until he found her, crouching over her leg, wiping away tears and smoothening out her bangs
the first thing he thought was
aw, there’s a girl crying, i should help her
she is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen
so he walked over to her, ignoring the slamming of his heart against his chest
plucked a wildflower amongst a hundred of them, sat down in front of her, tucked her hair behind her ear,
and placed the flower right behind it
mijoo looked up through her wet lashes to face the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen with a smile so kind she forgot why the scrape on her knee hurt so much
from then on, the two were absolutely inseparable!!
little mingoo would pluck her a bouquet of wildflowers every year for her birthday until they were 14 and he finally realized that he’s aLLERGIC TO THE WILDFLOWERS JFC MINGYU
went through the puberty stages together like pimples yes growth pains yes awkward pants that would rise above the ankles yes hormones yes first crushes yes and puberty YES
both miraculously got hot in high school and went on to date several people but still maintained their close close close friendship
they shared their hopes and their goals and their dreams with each other
mijoo had always wanted a job in animation and art, and mingyu was extremely talented and hopeful in a career in business
mijoo had a job working for a company that illustrated children’s books, and early that senior year, mingyu found a position in his co-operative education at one of the biggest financial investment companies in the city
both had unlimited potential and shared every moment of it with each other
tbh best friends probs wasn’t even the right term to describe it like
they were just lovers but without the lust
but honestly since the very first day they saw each other
that they were somehow meant to be together
mingyu was the first to realize it one day, lying in bed, taking a nap with best friend wonwoo at the desk next to the bed
when the realization smacked mingyu in the face, like fuck am i in love with her?
and bolted up so hard he banged his wrist against wonwoo’s desk, spilling his coffee all over his textbook and spraining his own wrist
non-stop pestering to his 12 best friends
“guys i think i’m in love with her”
“WHAT’S LOVE HOW DO I KNOW I’M IN LOVE IF I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS”
“guys i think i’m in love with her”
“mingyu, juST OIFDJGSOIDFGJSDOIFGJSDJFGO”
^ probably wonwoo/minghao
mingyu was convinced it was just him feeling this way, bc why else would he have had the urge to place that wildflower behind her ear in the first place??
it was just a one-sided crush, he reminded himself everyday. it’ll go away.
class president!jisoo decided on the last day of senior year
to throw a party for all the seniors
“jisoo??? is throwing the party???”
“i thought he was all a jesus??? button the top button??? good christian type?? boy??”
“i can hEAR YOU SOONYOUNG”
everyone was surprised it was jisoo but he promised that it would just be drinks, some nice music, and mingling
well that night mijoo wanted to have fun and made sure mingyu was there to watch over her
SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS im sorr ry
and drank way more than she absolutely should have for someone her size
mingyu honestly was having a good time himself and didn’t seem to think mijoo needed that much support, since she never was that big of a party-er
until by a little over one am he found her stretched out on the bathroom floor, head over the toilet, heaving out her guts
he held her hair back and brushed her teeth in jisoo’s sink before realizing it was probably a good idea to drive her home
on the drive home, she was still absolutely drunk and began to say things that would then change his life forever
“you’re a really good friend”
“… and i think i’m in love with you”
BOY DAMN NEAR RAN INTO A TREE
he had a million questions
until it hit him that she was drunk
and it probably meant she didn’t mean a single word
so for the rest of the ride to her house, his head was rigid on his shoulders and stared at the dark road ahead, ignoring the flustered, rosy-cheeked, warm and utterly beautiful girl sitting in his passenger seat
who he’s been in love with since he was nine and who had just drunkenly and stupidly confessed her love back
his knuckles were turning white
but before he broke the poor steering wheel in half, he made it to her house and quickly went over to her side of the door before the poor girl accidentally opened it herself and fell through it
she landed into the crook of his arms and he couldn’t help but feel that she fit there perfectly
and somehow the two of them were able to maintain their balance to walk up the steps and onto the porch
he unlocked her door with her key and led her up the stairs to her bedroom
the entire house was dark and the doors to her parents’ and sisters’ rooms were closed, implying they weren’t even home
which made mingyu even more scared bc that would mean he would have to stay behind and take care of her and make sure she’s ok in her sleep
until they reach the doorway of her bed when she turned around and looked at him dead in the eye
it was fascinating to mingyu how the mere sight of her could send him buckling down to his knees at her feet
those flustered cheeks, shining eyes, messy hair and rosy lips drew him in and he found himself unable to look away
her words were clear and coordinated, sounding sure in itself, as if she wasn’t the same girl that was barely able to stumble up the four steps to her porch
he must’ve taken a long time to process her words, and when he did, and was about to say yes ofc you dummy i have to take care of you
she leaned on her tip toes and capture his lips in hers
as if that wasn’t enough, every ounce of his self control and pride shredded to pieces when she swiped her tongue across, whimpered and pulled away, whispering a barely audible, “please.”
mingyu felt his world fall apart and piece back together all in a mere second and had no hesitation making his decision
whispering back a barely audible, “i love you”, which she undoubtedly heard, though he’d thought she hadn’t, he reattached his lips back onto hers and led her inside the room, blocking out the world on the outside of the door
that night was spent rushed and hasty the first time and slow and calculating the others, all the while never forgetting to whisper his new favourite words in her ear whenever she wanted to hear it
weeks pass after that night and everyone is thrilled the two hottest seniors finally “got their head out of their ass and confessed”
“thank u for that seungcheol”
and mijoo, currently in a happy place she’d never imagined possible before, began to notice changes in her body
stretch marks began to show on her toned thighs, she’d feel extreme discomfort on the treadmill at the gym after just 30 minutes of cardio, her eating habits began to change, she’d notice significant weight change and always seemed to be moody
she shared these abnormalities with her sister
and mid-sentence discussing the eating habits, she froze and nearly fell to her knees
and as she feared, later that night, at her kitchen table with her boyfriend, clueless and munching on some pretzels, whiffing through a magazine, she slid the pregnancy test across the table, stood up, and walked upstairs
until he realized what the two lines meant
and both of them were going to be parents
he dropped every single item in his hand that clattered to the table before turning and speeding up the stairs two steps at a time to her room to find her on her knees, crying
his initial reaction was to freak out, of course
what 19-year-old was ready to have kids?
the money, fuck, the housing, their parents, the delivery; there were too many things to consider
but as he saw her there, crouching and crying and afraid
he felt that he couldn’t be like that too
what world would this child be born into if neither of their parents wanted them?
he slowly bent down to her and cupped her face, wiping away the tears with the pads of his thumbs and promised every single promise he could’ve possibly come up with
he had to protect her and the child she was carrying
so for the next few months mingyu did absolutely everything he could to be prepared
thought of names, bought extra food in case of cravings, read books on the changes in a woman’s body during and after childbirth, sex during a pregnancy bc bOI
started taking double shifts at this office job he found downtown now that mijoo stopped working
breaking news to the parents was difficult
mingyu’s was a tad more supportive but mijoo’s were absolutely appalled and refused to acknowledge mingyu any longer
mingyu didn’t know how he was able to go on, but he forced himself to
until the day came around for their first ultrasound
and just as mingyu was searching for a healthy pair of two hands and two feet
his breath was cut short when the doctor turned to them, beaming
“well, mijoo, looks like you guys are parents to twins”
the doctor announced boy and girl twins, and upon hearing the news and figuring out what the two figures were, mingyu began jumping up and down in joy and was almost in the verge of tears
only to look down on the ultrasound bed to see his girlfriend staring at the monitor
in utter despair and fear
mijoo had already been disappointed by the initial pregnancy, knowing nothing good comes out of being a young mom and she had to now put her dreams on hold
but now expenses were going to be doubled
clothing, food, beds, chairs, toys, everything had to be more
it wasn’t until the third trimester of the pregnancy that it really got difficult for the two of them
they had to move in with mingyu’s parents, much to mijoo’s parents’ dismay, so his mother could help out
they would go to bed together every night
to mingyu waking up at 3am each time to see her back to him, shaking and silently weeping
she would slowly avoid his embraces when the two of them spent time together
mingyu noticed these, but still did his best to put a smile on his face every morning and face the hatred from her parents and the coldness from his own girlfriend
so smiling and staying positive turned into breaking down into sobs and clutching his chest on the bathroom floor at 2am when the epiphany of how difficult it was going to be would hit him
the babies were born during spring break, in march
mingyu held the two in his arms, the boy now named jiho and the girl now named jiyoung, and suddenly felt as if the mental breakdowns in his bathtub and desperately running to the convenience store across the street for mijoo’s cravings before she went insane were maybe worth it after all
around the two month mark, mingyu noticed the actions of mijoo came back
would immediately toss the crying children to mingyu and bolted from the room, panicking and in fear of not knowing how to console her own children
would nudge mingyu awake when wailing started coming from the other room at 5am
often found herself frustrated with the kids when they wouldn’t follow her instructions and as the months went by
she just didn’t know how to connect, and of course, being two young parents, neither of them knew that this was a form of post partum depression
when the kids were 9 months old, mingyu awoke to the sound of jiyoung desperately wailing and jiho whimpering beyond belief
went to the kitchen to find a single note that was written in a handwriting he learned to memorize every curve and swipe of
“we would’ve gotten married in another lifetime, you know. tell the kids i’m sorry. i know i just have to do this. i love you forever, my mingyu. - mijoo.”
the love of his life, the mother of his children
he walked up the stairs to the sound of the crying, but went past the room with the kids, knowing he couldn’t face them right now
he opened the door to his parents room, now sitting up and sleepily wiping their eyes, confused why the kids were crying so early in the day
with the note still in his hand and his life shattered, he climbed into his parents’ bed like he was a child and wept in his mom’s arms
now breakdowns in the washroom turn to openly crying as he rocks both wailing babies in his arms trying to get them to bed
work turns into taking so many extra shifts his body fails to support him and he just sleeps on his keyboard in his little cubicle sometimes
but his parents take the kids to the village or other relaxing, vacation places at the end of every month and on every holiday so they have a chance to experience things like other kids do
uncle soonyoung and uncle seungcheol always offer to babysit and look after the kids until dusk if mingyu is running behind at work, trying to pick up as many hours and money as he possibly could
uncle wonwoo becomes their favourite uncle
uncle jeonghan always brings by takeout whenever the fridge is out of food
uncle seungkwan IS ALWAYS BULLIED
“MINGYU U NEED TO GET UR ASS HOME THEY’RE LITERALLY HOLDING SEUNGKWAN HOSTAGE”
before mingyu could even calculate it, the years go by and it’s time for preschool, which his parents helped to pitch in for to get them into a good one
and for the first time in a long time, mingyu realizes things have actually been going ok and he wasn’t in this completely alone
his best friends and his parents and sister never failed to remind him of that
he’s been spending much more time alone with them ever since he became a single dad and have learned to understand and connect with his kids
the older twin, named jiho, was the definition of warm
the easiest baby on the face of the earth, would eat anything he had to, never fussed as much as most babies would, would sleep all through the night, giggled at anything that moved, and loves his papa beyond words
the girl twin, jiyoung, was a little more boisterous than that
would flip her food and laugh a huge belly laugh just seeing the look of despair on her dad’s face
loved causing trouble and smacking her brother in the face but pretending to be cute when her dad scolds her
the two complimented each other well and mingyu didn’t even realize when he became the dad that would be so typical so and gushy and smile at the way they interacted with one another as he just stands in the doorway and watches them
so first day of preschool begins
did i mention mingyu also happens to be the stylish father on the face of the earth
ever see those videos of dads struggling to braid his daughter’s hair
or not knowing what to dress his kid
fucking dutch braids his daughter’s hair
puts his son in a dress shirt and nice sweater over
they roll into school looking like they actually have their shit together
mingyu woke up 45 minutes late and foRGOT THEY HAD SCHOOL EVEN THOUGH HE’S BEEN HYPING IT UP FOR A WEEK IT LITERALLY JUST SLIPPED HIS MIND
didn’t even brush his teeth and just fucking bursted into the kids room
to find them already up and cleaned, waiting for their outfits of the day
and mingyu just sighs of relief like why are my kids smarter than i am
sorry that took such a long time here we go
you’re the homeroom teacher for the kids and this is ur third year of teaching, yet somehow, the first days still give u the butterflies
so u wait patiently behind ur desk, going through the plan for the day, meeting the parents and such, and trying to calm your nerves
and hoped that the school year would turn out good
you wondered about the kids in ur class
you wondered about the good ones, the ones that always greeted you through the door and never peed themselves
you wondered about the bad ones, the ones that LITERALLY used you as a canvas for their painting
you wondered about the parents and how the crop each year keeps getting scarier and scarier–
“sh, dad, you’re way too loud”
“oh…. .. .. SORRY,… whispers …. hi there!”
your thoughts are interrupted when you see three figures walk into the doorway, two kids around the same height and a towering young man in a dress shirt and some nice jeans and converse
immediately your first thought was that wow he seemed so young??? and the kids looked like carbon copies of him so they’re absolutely his kids
and you were about to say something, but suddenly and uncontrollably
you just bursted out laughing
and the little girl and boy both tilted their heads to the side at the same time adorably, looking at you weird
and sputtering and trying to catch ur breath, you were like
“ahah ahh why–why are you whispering?”
it didn’t hit you until 2 secs later that that was .. … so …. Embarrassing…
you could’ve introduced urself but u just cackled like nice going y/n nice nice
the father just turned a dark hue of red before rubbing his neck and gave a smile so shy you suddenly began to feel redness in ur neck as well
but u cleared ur throat and introduced urself regardless
“hi there! i’m y/n and i’ll be the homeroom teacher for classroom 4A this year!!”
mingyu led the two into the room, the girl strutting and smiling in awe at every single colour around in the room and the boy shyly hiding halfway behind his dad’s leg
“this,” he pointed to the girl, already picking up crayons and a paper, “is jiyoung. she’s… quite boisterous”
“and this,” he pointed to the boy, “is jiho, who’s a little bit more shy but i promise, will never cause you trouble,” patting his head lovingly
and he looks up at you, “and i’m mingyu, their dad!” and extended his hand
you feel your breath catch in ur throat because wow
what a beautiful thing in front of ur eyes rn
reaching out to shake ur hand
so you shake it and only days after, when u were folding laundry at home with some reality tv show in the background, replaying that iconic moment over and over, that you suddenly recall
… didn’t he sneeze directly into his hand that time????
he explained how he sometimes has work shifts that could possibly stretch a little later than the time the school closes on weekdays, so either his parents or sister will pick him up
“OR UNCLE WONWOO!!!” jiyoung adds from the background
and you tell him it’s absolutely fine and you won’t even mind staying behind just to make sure the kids are rested before they’re picked up if it comes down to the last resort and no one can pick him up
and if u thought his smile was kind before
cause this one started from his eyes
they glistened for a quick second before he looked down shyly
then back up at you, canines flashing and eyes shimmering, almost astounded at your response
as if he was relieved and grateful somehow
and from the way you see the dark circles under his eyes and the quick, messy push of his hair from getting ready this morning, to him later being the only father at the orientation and sneaking in funny faces at his twins sitting in the front row, to him reading through each and every sentence in the pamphlet of the curriculum for the kids you gave it, you had an abnormal itch to ask him about more
but knew that you couldn’t bc it would be rude
so thats how you meet kim mingyu, father of kim jiho and kim jiyoung of classroom 4A
so from then on, for the first week, though you learn to practice names and memorize likes, dislikes, tendencies, and personalities of the girls and boys in your class, your mind keeps drifting off to the tall, young boy that, because of his kids, was seemingly way beyond his years
and for all but one, you are met every single day after school for months by a rushing mingyu in his office attire and dangling briefcase, always almost out of breath, there to pick his kids up without remembering to thank you a million times first
and as he waits for the other teachers to assist the kids with their jackets and backpacks, you guys always have these 1-minute conversations
“so how were they today?”
“they were good! jiho, as usual, had the cleanest painting of all”
“and jiyoung actually tried to hit on this boy named namhyuk today during rece–”
leans on the gate too hard and falls through straight onto the floor
and somehow scrambles up to pick up the kids, now dressed and ready and confused why their dad is freaking out and flat on the floor
scoops both of them up in both his arms, walks towards his car after shouting a “goodBYE Y/N I HAVE BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF”
and starts lecturing jiyoung as they make their way to the car
“whyareyoualreadyhittingonboysyoureliterallytheeyearsoldifanythingtheyshouldbehittingonyouandyoushouldntbedoinganythingthatiscatchingtheirattentionnodatingandnoboysuntilyouturnlikethirtydoyouunDERSTANDmeyounglady”
and almost everyday is a spectacle for you, whether it be him putting on his best effort to scold jiyoung for accidentally writing on the board in permanent marker or when jiho, in an effort to be nice, wanted to lick his deskmate’s face to “help him get the crayon mark off”
but a few weeks after that, you were informed that work had become extra busy and it was his sister, minseo, or best friend, wonwoo, that would come by and pick them up
and you havent seen mingyu in a while
but you kind of just brush it off
cause it’s stupid crush on a parent that just happens to be attractive and freaking adorable with his kids ugh
until its friday night and you were feeling sick so had to call in for that day
and after a whole day spent of wheezing and coughing and sweating and sleeping, you dragged ur ass to the grocery store to make some stew bc god u needed it
and u walk into the canned aisle to find some spam to put into the stew
when ur face to face with
mingyu with jiho stacked on top of him and jiyoUNG ON TOP OF JIHO
AND YOU SCREAM IN SHOCK BC OMG MINGYU BUT ALSO OMG PLS DONT FALL AND DIE
and they just look over at you so freaking casually and ??? until !!! IT’S MS. Y/N!!!
AND YOU’RE LIKE OMG PLS DONT FALL BE CAREFUL
and mingyu can’t even say anything back
after a few weeks of being caught up in so many shifts,
he came today to pick up his twins to find you not there
and guess what he was holding
and he promised himself it was just a gift from the kids to her and nOTHING ELSE
so when he hung his mouth open, speechless and stuttering, jiyoung just rolled her eyes at her obviously pathetic, crush-ridden dad and explained
“dont worry miss!! we do this all the time!! jiho just really wanted some canned beans, but they always stack it way too high for us”
you were still concerned but saw jiho nod at you, so you knew that if he approved, it was all good LOL
so you were like phew ok!!!
mingyu gets himself together after putting the kids down and finally says hi to you
and tries to suavely, casually, coolly be like
“so, ahem, um, why weren’t you, you know, at school today… yeah?”
behind the rack of ranch dip jiho just sighs and jiyoung facepalms
you explain you haven’t been feeling well and just needed some time to rest
until he was like oh so you’re not doing anything for valentine’s day??
and you’re both just standing there awkwardly, absorbed in your own thoughts of each other, until jiyoung bursts in with her fucking superhero cape and is like
“hey, ms. y/n, how about you come over for dinner tonight!! you’re not feeling well so you shouldn’t cook”
and you immediately want to decline bc you’re also a .. .. . huge eater… … and kim mingyu must never ever ever ever see that side of you
until mingyu lights up and nods his head like an overexcited puppy, going, “yes yes! come! my parents are out of town and i’m a pretty good co–” and then realizes what he could’ve meant when he says his parents are out of town
“i MEAN EVEN IF MY PARENTS WERE HOME YOU COULD STILL COME OVEVR YOU KNOW like it’s just the house would be quieter and we can be as loud as we want wHAT I M EAN”
and you’re doubled over laughing once more at the antics of the kims, until little jiho tugs on the sleeve of your sweater and shoots you those puppy eyes
and you know you can’t decline
so that’s how you ended up in the kitchen of the mingyu household
and witnessed the most amazing sight you’ve ever seen
jiyoung was propped up on a chair, reaching for the bowls and opening drawers for utensils before neatly climbing down and setting them on the dinner table
and jiho was sitting on the counter beside his dad, helping sort vegetables, choose ingredients and gigging at his dad’s occasional vegetable puns
“hey, jiho, what is green and sings? elvis PARSLEY”
i just fucking cant w kim mingyu
if you hadn’t admitted your crush on him then, you cerTAINLY FUCKING DID NOW
with an apron tied neatly in the back by jiyoung and his sleeves rolled up by jiho (can u imagine so f uck ign cut ete), he worked with hands so fast and diligent you began to just drown in the sight of him
and noticed how this entire family worked like a well-oiled, loving machine
he beckoned you to come over and try some
and you actually hate it when people feed u like god gave me hands pls allow me to use them thx
but the sight of him holding a ladle in one hand and his eyes hopeful and excited for you to try his cooking, all pet peeves went out the window
it took you a sec before the taste sunk in and oh my lord
you gushed and exclaimed how he could honestly be a chef
but he blushed and laughed softly to himself, and just shook his head, almost with a dash of sadness in there
meanwhile the twins sit at the dinner table watching all this unfold and giggling and covering their mouths like omgogmgogmogm
and it wasn’t until when dinner was almost served when you realized a missing presence that a loving family like this would usually have
you were curious about the twins’ mother, and not that it made a difference with how you saw them whatsoever, but it had been a question you’d been dying to ask for months
but knew you couldn’t, not yet at least
and all through dinner, there was always a buzz of conversation, laughter, and swooning over mingyu’s cooking, which he always bashfully accepted
you noticed how jiyoung had her dad’s laugh, true and open, honest and delightful, baring all her teeth and eyes lighting up
she also had a light to her that turned her dad to putty in front of her, and you saw a prediction that this girl has so much to offer to the world and her personality was one you prayed to all the gods will never fade out
jiho had his dad’s kindness, always offering to grab u a napkin or some more lemon for your pork
he had the dashing and gentleman-like demeanour, always wanting to contribute to things as an act of kindness, helping others, and keeping his actions in check
it was strange to you that these kids were barely full grown kids at all, yet their personalities shone so brightly in front of their father that when the kids were sent upstairs to brush their teeth and change into jammies for a movie then bedtime, you blurted out as you were helping drying the dishes
you hadn’t meant for it to come out so abrupt, but mingyu didn’t look surprised as he looked over at you and gave a small smile
he helped you finish drying the last few plates before taking two glasses of water and bringing them out to the living room couch, gesturing you to sit down
he sighed before he began, “as my children’s teacher and now as someone i consider a friend, i think it’s the right time to tell you”
and proceeded to recall his childhood best friend with her radiant smile and demanding strut of her step
he talked about them sharing their first kiss stories with each other and secretly, subconsciously hoping that they could’ve somehow been each other’s
he described her with such a fervor and light that made ur skin tingle, because wow, is that what love really feels like?
he then went on to tell about the night he realized he loved her, to the night when she drunkenly told him she loved him too
and that that was also the night that would change his life forever
he recalled how her pregnancy was extremely difficult and that she couldn’t even bare to look at him some days
and finally, with strength, he pulled to the last chapter, recalling the morning she left him a single note and left without a trace to a world where him and the kids no longer existed to her
of course at the time, he explained, there was no way he could’ve known that her post partum depression had drawn her away so hard, and really, if he could ever forgive her for leaving this life behind, as he said none of his close family and friends ever will
he also explained how difficult it was at first to support his family financially and morally, but is grateful for the love he’s received since
for a while, the two of you were silent
you had no idea what to say, because what do you say to someone who became a dad to two as a teenager, had the mother of his children leave him by writing him a single sentence goodbye, and barely knew how to take care of himself at the time, let alone two others?
but as you both sat there in the silence, contemplating the moment that just passed you replied with
taken aback by your response, you continued
“of course, i’m not saying it was the right thing to do… but maybe it was meant to be this way, you know? what if this was just a way to teach you abt life beyond your own? what if, somehow, you were just dealt that card a little earlier than most? look where you are now. money’s coming back in, you have people who support you and will run to your aid whenever,” you look at him straight in the eye, “and you have two beautiful kids who are both just kind and clever and mature. maybe, you know, you being a father was your calling all along. maybe, just maybe, you three are a well-oiled machine for a reason.”
you can’t tell what those shimmering eyes were trying to say, but before you knew it, he placed both ur glasses on the table before grabbing the sides of your face and captured your lips
because for the first time in the longest fucking time, he was heard
for the first time in a long time, there was someone out there who was willing to take into account him, his lovely jiho and blazing jiyoung and count them all as a blessing, and truly, truly made him realize that life could be so hopeful
and you didn’t know if he was kissing you because he really desperately needed to hear those words, or if he honestly wanted to kiss you because he just really wanted to kiss you to subdue hiS DAMN CRUSH (hint: it’s this one), but you didn’t care
you kissed him back and you both moved in a rhythm so steady and passionate that when you pulled away and he dipped in, almost trying to catch your lips once more, both of you were red and panting and breathless and over the moon
you also didn’t notice the two little ones peeking over the stair bannisters and almost squealing out of happiness and excitement bc their beautiful teacher!!! and their dad!!!!
he rests his forehead on yours and just quietly mutters how thankful he is for someone like you and how, yes, maybe this is his goddamn calling after all
and you continue to stay on the couch to talk and steal touches and get close and bump noses and grab kisses in between sentences until you realize its midnight and you need to get home
it wasn’t until you got up that you realized that you were confused as to what this could become
would you date? there was no way that would go anywhere for awhile though, knowing how wounds were still fresh for many parties involved here
but as you were putting on your shoes with his eyes on you, you looked up at him, ready to leave, and all those thoughts went out the window
he stole one more as ur fingernails bit into the skin of his biceps. sagged into his arms and let him, and his kiss, hold you up
it was a legendary, Princess Bride, top ten in history kind of kiss
“can i see you again soon?” he asked
and u realized you had nothing to worry about at all
bc as strange as it was, the way he was as a father and as a hardworking, passionate and resilient person was astonishing to you
so that night, when he finally let her go, he skipped two steps up the stairs to the twins’ room, to find them pretending to keep their eyes shut and smiles hidden
but mingyu fully knew and went, “come on, let me hear it!!”
and that unleashed the two loudest screams that could’ve woken up every elderly on the street
they leaped off their bunk bed and into his arms, bouncing with joy and excitement
jiyoung was smiling uncontrollably and jiho even had some tears in his eyes
after a little more dancing and embracing, he tucked them into bed one more time, promising saturday would be filled with lots of candy at the mall and coercing uncle jisoo to buy everything for them
he tucked jiyoung at the top bunk bed first, before doing their handshake (”slide, slide, fist bump, exPLOSION, snap, snap, swag”) and kissing each other good night
as he reached jiho, the boy already neatly and firmly slotted under his power rangers blanket, he sleepily beckoned his dad closer until they were nose to nose
he gave his dad a small kiss there, and whispered just as he drifted off, “daddy, can i ask you something?”
“yeah, of course, baby, what’s up?”
“i think… i finally want a mommy now.”
so when mingyu turned off the nightlight and walked into his own room, he leaned against the door, slid down against it and bursted into tears
happy, sad, relieved, afraid; he wasn’t sure
but this was a new chapter now
a chapter where he maybe his kids will begin to need someone more than just him, and a chapter where finally, it can all become just a bit easier, step by step, slowly but surely
wooahhhhsodfkgdgf this was long. for those that don’t know, post-partum depression is a very serious mental disorder that depicts that detachment and abnormality of emotions between a mother and child following the birth. having a mother that has battled post-partum depression w the birth of myself, i thought it was important to bring light to it, and no matter how young or how afraid, help is always out there, and no mother or child should ever have to feel this way.
this honestly took a lot longer to write than i expected just bc it was a bit more angsty than what i normally write, and i purposely left the ending a little open so you all can decide the upcoming between the y/n, the twins and papa mingyu :)
also mingyu wanna like father?? my children??? thx??
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