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Chapter 11

Park Sooyoung X Nakamoto Yuta

The day had ended, with no call or signal or clue about what had happened. As night fell, everyone in the house, including mother and baby, had simply gone to bed with the decision to silently wait and take no action on their own. Of course she cried herself to sleep, her baby next to her with her hand over her body as always protectively. At this point she took the advice and just lived in the moment, though her heart still ached and yearned for her beloved.

The car was so silent, it was too easy for it to park out front of the house without anyone sleeping to have been woken up. There was only one person in the vehicle, who moved so quietly, like a panther, they almost passed the all guards except for the only one who remained awake to watch the cameras. But noticing the car plate, he too remained quiet.

Sooyoung’s bedroom door was shut, but with all the experience, it was opened just as quietly, and the man stood there staring at the figure sleeping in bed. His heart sank at the sight of the mother and her baby, and he took a few seconds of just watching them, processing the growth of the baby as well. Slowly he stalked into the room, shutting the door behind softly, took off his coat and whatever else extra he had on, left in just his pants and tank top, before heading to the bed. He finally saw her face clearer, and his heart ached further seeing the evident stress and worry on her face even in her sleep, especially the tear streaks left on her cheeks and pillow.

His fingers gently moved some hair away from her face, and once confirming she was deep asleep, he lifted the covers and slid under behind her, arm instinctively wrapping around her waist as he held her close to his body.

“Yu-san…” he peeked to see she was still asleep, and was simply talking in her sleep.

“Shh… rest sweetheart.” he whispered back.

“I miss you.” she mumbled again, shifting closer while still facing her baby.

“Me too.”

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Sooyoung woke up at the sunlight over her eyes, feeling a deep sadness inside as she almost always did whenever she had the same dreams of Yuta being back with her. Last night’s hug felt so real, she felt worse now feeling the cold air surround her. She was too tired to cry anymore as well, and laid for another minute thinking about who would be the one to call today to give them an update, Jaemin or her father-in-law. But she was quick to snap back to reality when realising one thing, as she looked ahead and noticed her hand.

Yumeko was gone.

Gasping loud she shot up, pulling the covers off to see if maybe she had slid under them. With nothing in sight she looked around the room, and noticed the balcony had been opened. Her heart beat loudly, blood pumping as if in her ears. Not only was it impossible for the balcony to be opened by a four-month old baby, let alone for her to make it that far, but considering the emergency lockdown, it would have had special locks on that even she wouldn’t be able to open.

“Yumeko!” she yelled as she jumped off the bed and ran towards the balcony. Except, before reaching, a shadow appeared entering inside the room, with her baby in hand. The sunlight from behind made it hard to see their face, but just by the silhouette of the man Sooyoung went still as she made a guess.

“She’s here sweetheart, don’t worry.” the man’s voice was enough to answer her, body still frozen in shock. “She woke up earlier, I didn’t wanna wake you so I took her out of the room.” he further spoke as he neared her.

“No…” she stepped back, causing him to stop walking. “Shit I’m losing my mind…” her hands threaded her own hair as she tugged on them harsh.

She saw the sad look in his eyes the moment she said that, and watched him as he instead walked around her to the crib and placed Yumeko inside before coming near her. Sooyoung continued walking back until her legs hit the bed, and she sat with her hands gripping the sheets hard while he suddenly got down on his knees in front of her.

“You’re fine, sweetheart.” he spoke, only making her shake her head until he reached out and held her hands in his, pulling them to touch his face. “I’m here. It’s all real, you’re not losing your mind my love.” he turned his face to kiss inside her palm. “I came back for you, just as I promised.”

“Yu-san…”

He shifted closer, his hands now cupping her face with a smile. “Yes sweetheart, it’s really me.” he rose on his knees so his sight levelled with hers, their eyes locking as Sooyoung finally processed the presence of her husband.

Without another word, she jumped at him, Yuta easily catching her in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist as he stood up carrying her. She finally let go of her tears, sobbing loud into his shoulder where she also nuzzled into his neck to inhale his scent she had missed so long.

Yuta couldn’t help himself and let go of his tears too, kissing into her hair while turning and sitting on the bed himself. Their hug tightened, both feeling as if letting go meant losing each other. Yuta started combing his fingers through her hair while his other hand went under her sleep dress feeling up her body. He missed his wife so much, even though he knew she was safe, all he wanted to do all those months was to feel her again, every inch of her. He’d been watching her the whole time, he knew about all the breakdowns she’s had, how depressed she had been, and all he could do was watch and wait.

“I fucking hate you…” he felt relieved hearing her finally speak, albeit surprised at the choice of words. “You should have called, yesterday… they said you’d call if everything was fine… you fucking asshole.”

Hearing her swear made him chuckle through his tears, hugging her tighter as he kissed her neck. “I’m sorry sweetheart, it’s protocol to signal, but I wanted to see you so bad I totally forgot and rushed over as soon as I could.” he gently pulled her off, heart breaking at the sight of her broken face as he held it in his hands and wiped her cheeks. “I’m here now, don’t be sad anymore please.”

Their eyes met, causing her to tear up again. She couldn’t help it, not having seen her husband in so long, Sooyoung was overwhelmed at the thought of finally being with him again, taking in every detail of him.

She suddenly remembered the most vital factor at their time distanced. “What… what happened?” she managed to ask, noticing his sudden confused look. “Did you figure out, about my dad? What happened with him Yu-san?”

Yuta sighed, visibly tired from having to deal with all that back home, he didn’t want to think about it anymore. But he knew he owed her an explanation. Grabbing her waist, he shifted back on the bed until the center and laid back, pulling Sooyoung to rest on top of him. His hands returned to their places before, one under her shirt and another brushing her hair.

Sooyoung understood his exhaustion, and waited for him to speak. “It took us a while to collect evidence, and find him. He hid away, he knew we were after him, he knew he was screwed after trying to threaten you. It was stupid too, all because of some business shit he got himself into, seeing you succeed made him mad. But once we did locate him, I sent counter threats, which honestly was generous of me. He didn’t believe it, and Jaemin found out he was still trying to locate you. The day before yesterday I was getting fed up, so I decided to surprise him, in my own way.”

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Carry My Name

Chapter Ten

Park Sooyoung X Nakamoto Yuta

Yumeko was now 4 months old, almost two months since the baby was last held by her father. By now Sooyoung was barely getting by herself, unable to bear the pain of being away from her husband for so long. She never thought of herself as such a clingy person, but she couldn’t help it. Yuta was her first experience at a normal life, at love, at everything. She was sure if not for Yumeko, she would have done something drastic by now.

She looked at the baby playing on the blanket she had laid across the grass in the backyard, the place where she often found herself the most. Yumeko seemed to love the outdoors, even though the infant could barely move around, she loved her tummy time outside. And seeing her baby happy made Sooyoung happy, as she noted the familiar smile on the baby’s face.

Just like her father’s. Albeit completely toothless, Sooyoung could see her husband’s smile on their baby. It was a bittersweet feeling.

“Madame!” Sooyoung turned at the sudden rushed call of one of the maids, behind her two guards. “You have to come inside! Sir has signalled for maximum protection for tonight!”

Before she could process, Sooyoung was quick to grab her baby and run inside while the maid cleared the blanket and toys coming behind her. Once inside the guards were quick to lock up all doors and windows, and she noticed the few extra security ones in place as well. For the past few weeks she had been here, this had never happened before, and now as she placed Yumeko in her crib, questions about what danger was lurking flooded her head.

Especially, what danger was Yuta in.

She frantically turned to the guard posted at her bedroom door. “What happened Shohei? Why the shutdown? Is Yuta alright?”

“Madame I can’t say, but sir has ordered we stay alert for tonight.”

“I AM THE BOSS’S WIFE!” here voice unexpectedly raised. “YOU WILL ANSWER TO ME AS YOU DO TO HIM! Now what the fuck is going on!?!”

Despite his literal existence as a mafia guard for a high profile family, Shohei almost stepped back in fear before clearing his throat as he thought of a response. “I’m sorry madame, I really can’t say because we aren’t told what happens back home. But… I can only guess based on experience, this might mean they’re moving in on the enemy as we speak.” He gulped seeing her expression grow more worried.

“And? How will we know what happens?”

“If we get a call tomorrow, we’ll know it’s successful.”

“And if we don’t get a call?” his silence was enough of an answer as Sooyoung walked back into her room, kneeling at the bed with her hands clasped together as she prayed for her husband. She knew they were the strongest mafia, but she couldn’t help fear the worst.

Please… Please let him come back to me safe and sound…

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She couldn’t sleep at all, no matter how much she tried, as the fear of losing her husband grew by the minute. She had put her baby to sleep right next to her as always, one hand over her protectively. Soon enough she heard her morning alarm, rushing up immediately to turn it off, freshen herself, and change out of her sleepwear, before checking on Yumeko.

She paced around her room, waiting for a guard to come to her door as she was instructed to wait in the morning. Once she heard the soft knocks, almost half an hour later, she was quick to open the door and looked at the different guard, Sungchan, with hopeful eyes.

“Well?”

“Well… what?” he somewhat sleepily replied.

“Did we get a call or no?”

“Oh… well, no, but we should be getting it by tonight latest.”

Sooyoung huffed shutting the door. She couldn’t wait that long, she needed to know about her husband’s whereabouts and state right away or she felt she’d lose it completely. At the soft sounds of Yumeko babbling, she calmed herself and picked up the baby, freshening her up this time before leaving the room with the guard. Every maximum security lock was still in place, some windows shut completely while others had locked grills. It felt like a prison, and she prayed more for some good news to come soon so she could leave this place.

As she sat to eat, feeding Yumeko first while her coffee was being made, another fear entered her mind. As the realisation set in, she turned to one of the nearest guards and asked. “What happens if we don’t get any news by tonight?” her voice shook, anxiety filling every crevice of her mind and heart.

Sungchan seemed nervous to respond himself, after having seen how emotional she had been about everything, but he knew he had to answer too one way or another. “We wait for a signal from Mr Na, or the elder Nakamoto himself.”

She knew the chances of that weren’t high, but neither was the success of Yuta’s operation against her father. She knew their team was stronger, but that didn’t stop her having awful thoughts. What if they did beat them, but at the cost of her husband’s life? Or what if Yuta surrenders for her sake? What if she is the weak link of the Nakamoto group?

For the next twelve hours, Sooyoung had set her baby in her play zone with music whileshe paced around the whole lower floor, waiting for a signal or call or something indicating news from home. She couldn’t rest or eat, taking sips of water when needed before going back to staring at every device in the house which had not been used ever since then arrival, she knew they probably couldn’t be, but she still couldn’t help it.

As sunset neared, one of the maids come in and sigh. “Madame, it’s been too long. Please eat now, you’ll get sick if you keep going on this way, we know you didn’t even sleep last night.” she spoke pleading but also slightly strict. Sooyoung turned towards her, frustration evident all over her face.

“Do you think I can eat with what’s going on? How can I pretend to live normal when any minute a call can change my life?”

“Madame, for your baby’s sake at least, please eat at the very least.”

“I CAN’T!” she raised her voice yet again, unable to hold in her emotions anymore. “I CAN’T STOP BEING THIS WAY AND THERE’S NOTHING TO DO ABOUT IT PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME BE!”

Yumeko’s voice had taken over this time as the baby was frightened by her mother’s outburst, leading the maid to pick up the baby and run out of the room to soothe her. Seeing that, Sooyoung realised how crazed she had been all day, and it just reminded her back to the promise she made to Yuta, the night he had revealed everything to her.

“But you have to promise me something too. Take care of yourself and our baby. I can’t live knowing you two are suffering in sadness, so please promise me, you will stay strong for yourself, Yumeko, and me.”

She failed to keep that promise, as she heard her baby’s cries go quiet. Her heart pained as she realised she caused her baby despair, sitting back as she broke down hugging her knees. “I can’t take it anymore… it’s my fault… I shouldn’t have agreed… I regret it…” she cried, not caring who was or wasn’t there to hear her.

“Madame.” she heard Shohei softly call her. “Please calm down. It doesn’t matter what you did or didn’t do, what you think was right or wrong. What matters is you keep it up for the future, for yourself and your child. And whatever happens back there, your current state has no affect to it.”

Sooyoung’s cries slowed, a tissue appearing in front of her which she accepted and wiped her face with before looking up at the man. “You’re awfully wise.” she managed to softly speak.

“Part of being in this life for long, madame, we learn to live with it.”

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this has got to be the worst day ever. nothing has gone in jaemin's favor today.

he kept missing steps during practice, prolonging practice for the rest of the boys. despite them telling him "it's okay" and them reassuring him that it happens, jaemin still felt bad for keeping his members from their plans after practice. he could also tell that the members were starting to get frustrated too, everyone falling quiet and focusing on the choreo. mark and jeno softly give jaemin advice, and all jaemin can do is nod in gratitude.

also, this morning he woke to the pleasure of one of the Lu triplets' chewing at his favorite rug in the living room. he scolded them before inspecting the damage and seeing that it couldn't be saved. he couldn't hide this corner, since the two corners hidden under the couch are also chewed up. normally, this wouldn't bother jaemin as he loves his babies and he knows they're just cats at the end of the day, but he felt especially bothered and upset by this today. it should've been a sign for how the day would go.

to top it all off, jaemin spilled his coffee down his pants as the lid of his coffee wasn't secured. luckily, he had a spare pair of pants in his bag, but it didn't make him feel any better.

"let's call it for today," mark tells the choreographer and the group.

'thank you's and 'good job today's are said across the room as jaemin sighs looking at his phone. of course, it doesn't recognize his face, adding to jaemin's irritation for the day.

upon opening his phone, he receives a message from you:

my princess 💝👑: hi baby! i hope your practice is going well and you had an amazing day ^~^ love u

jaemin hasn't been able to speak to you all day from how busy he was, he realized you don't know how shitty his day has been. he gets in his car, and starts driving autopilot to your place.

when you hear the beeping of someone entering the code to your door, you tense up in a quick panic and look towards your door.

"it's me," you hear the familiar voice of your boyfriend jaemin as the door opens.

"jaeminnie!" you exclaim getting up from the couch to greet him. you help him take off his jacket before giving him a kiss and pulling him into a hug. "how was your day?"

"not great..." jaemin mumbles into your neck. you try to let go of the embrace to read his face, but jaemin hugs you tighter. he needs this.

after he lets go, you grab his hand and lead him to the couch. you pull him to lay his head on your chest and rub his back and neck to comfort him. with the way jaemin's hugging you back, you know he needed this more than anything else right now.

"what happened?" you whisper into his hair.

jaemin only responds with a hum. you know he'll tell you when he's ready, but right now he just needs to be here with you in your arms. because every time he is, all his worries fade to grey and he can forget about everything outside of this. you are his comfort person, his escape, his home.

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Hope you get rid of taeil in all of your stories especially on irregular that was my favorite 😭

Oh Lord, Irregular........

I mentioned I wud take him out whenever I find in my stories, considering he's never a mc it shudve been easy, but you just reminded me Irregular is gonna be HARD😭😭😭 I'll def get to it, just gotta figure out how to replace bcuz taking out the character gonna leave major hole in the story😭 (maybe I should switch him to Hansol🤔🤭)

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reblogging bcuz God damn was I in my ✨️element✨️ back then hhhhhhhh

Her

Nakamoto Yuta X Park Sooyoung

genre: romance, platonic friendship, mature, slight angst(?)

warning: will be in chapters

synopsis: it was always her, before and after. he thought it was platonic, but now he knows. and as a man of poetry himself, Yuta spent his bedridden days & after thinking of what to write next...

chapters:

Light

Daisies

Coffee

Party

Forest

Distance

The Day

Present Times

Déjà Vu

Regrets

Closer

Finale

Special (m)

started: 20/08/2021

ended: 26/12/2021

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ᴅᴇʙᴜᴛ: ʏᴜᴛᴀ

depth

reblog if you save

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dandelion

author's note. i saw those pics and howled how is he so husband coded..... also decided to post this on his e word day to cheer up us all:(

summary. you feel a little down when your husband seems interested in another woman... but maybe that's your pregnancy causing unnecessary drama in your head

warnings. reader is pregnant<3 slight angst bc reader is hard on herself regarding her looks:( jealousy + mentioned drinking (not reader!!!! never drink while pregnant!!!!), haechan being a lil mean but he doesnt mean it lmao

word count. 1582

jaehyun was helping in the kitchen and laughter was booming from the room whereas you and the others sat in the living room, waiting. 

“the food was so good” you sighed dreamily, rubbing your tummy in a satisfied motion and a  huge smile. 

“i bet she liked it too, huh?” jungwoo snickered, pointing at your stomach.

“oh yes she did. she’s a meat lover after daddy” you giggled and patted your baby bump gently. 

“you inhaled that bbq, we thought there’d be nothing left” haechan giggled and mark nudged his elbow.

“dude!” he hissed, sending you an apologetic smile. 

you just scoffed, shaking your head. 

“no, no, he’s right. it’s the baby you know. sorry” you mumbled and yuta plopped down next to you. 

“don’t apologize, he’s just not too much of a thinker” he teased and rubbed his own stomach too “man, i’m full”

“drinks!” doyoung waltzed into the room, balancing a platter. the ice in the elegant glasses clinked, colorful beverages shining in the sun falling through the huge window. 

johnny put down a bowl of chips. 

“ah, i’ve been waiting for that” yuta hummed like a purring cat and snatched the drink the second doyoung placed them down. 

“and an orange juice for a special lady” jaehyun appeared in front of you and handed you the glass. it had ice and a paper umbrella in it, a slice of lemon adorning the edge. 

you sent him a soft smile, puckering your lips in a pout. that’s a habit you developed ever since your pregnant belly started being too restrictive. it was a sign for ‘i wanna kiss you but i can’t move’

he leaned closer and planted a sweet kiss on your lips, knowing what you meant. 

“i wanna drink too…” you joked, pouting like a kicked puppy. 

“one more month baby” jaehyun said softly, sending you a reassuring smile. 

the evening went on, chatting and joking accompanied by the football match they were watching. 

you were slowly dozing off, partly paying attention to what they were saying. 

“y/n is almost as round as the ball now, look!” donghyuck giggled and your eyes snapped open at the mention of your name. 

“i wonder if your belly if bigger than a ball… i’d say it’s rather a basketball size, huh?” jungwoo pondered. 

a bitter pang overtook your heart. you know they didn’t mean it to sound rude but you couldn’t help but wonder if you’re really that… big… and round… and apparently so easy to target, too. 

jaehyun caught your unfazed expression and clicked his tongue. 

“you remind me of a ball too. your fuckass big head–“ he joked at haechan and everyone laughed, including you. 

and when you went to the bathroom, you missed jaehyun taking the youngest to the side. 

“do we have everything, baby?” your husband asked, pushing the cart. you looked at your notes, not even halfway checked. 

“we barely entered the mart” you grunted and looked up at him. his dimples poked in a boyish smile. 

“anything you’re craving right now, misses” he teased and you rolled your eyes. 

you may or may have not sneaked some of your pregnancy cravings into the cart but you didn’t think he’d notice. 

“shut up. it’s our girl, not me” you huffed dramatically and wrapped your hands around his arm. 

suddenly, a pretty girl appeared in the aisle. she had long, silky blonde hair and was wearing a really cute outfit. it displayed her long legs and the crop top she was wearing exposed her flat stomach. her face was perfect, makeup glowing like a model. 

you sulked upon seeing her figure. you missed your old body. you missed being able to walk around in outfits like these. hell, even fitting in jeans was out of your reach now. 

you realized that when she passed you by, jaehyun turned his head to look at her. 

wave of sadness washed over you, slowly letting go of his arm. you didn’t blame him, though. you were nothing compared to her. big belly, no makeup, hair in a normal ponytail. you haven’t dressed up in a while – and even if you did, you wouldn’t look like you would before. 

“i don’t feel too good. i’ll go back to the car” you mumbled, feeling like crying. you wanted to hide from the world… from your own husband. 

jaehyun’s features dropped in instant worry, turning to you.

“are you okay? i’ll drive you home. do you need to see a doctor?” he asked, panic in his voice. 

“i’m… no, i’m fine! just finish the shopping, ill wait in the car” you grunted and gave him your phone with the list, turning around on your heel. 

he has never ran enough a grocery shop so fast in his entire life. 

after almost sprinting to the car and loading the bags, he hopped in and scanned your face in search of pain. there was always a risk of you giving birth sooner than expected so he was just extremely cautious. 

he noticed your swollen eyes and wet tears. maybe it was just the hormones, it’s not like you haven’t cried before because he just killed a fly. (“what if that fly was pregnant too? what if it was a working father? what if–”) 

he started the car and reached out to grab your hand. you just played with his fingers to ease your nerves, a silent drive home. 

for the past two days jaehyun had a feeling that you were avoiding him. you’ve been either sleeping all day or hiding away in your bedroom. 

at the end of the day jaehyun decided to talk to you. but upon walking into the room, he saw you sitting at the edge of the bed. your loose shirt was slightly up, your fingers tracking red stretch marks on the side of your stomach. 

“hey baby, what’s up?” he hummed, walking up to you “we haven’t talked in a while, hm? everything okay?” 

you sighed and just pulled the shirt down, covering your belly completely. 

“look at me pretty, come on” he was starting to get worried. kneeling down to settle between your looks, he noticed your teary eyes.  

“i just feel so gross, you know?” you mumbled, gently rubbing your tummy. jaehyun sighed softly, relieved to hear that you’re not in physical pain. he put one of his hands on your knee, rubbing it in a soothing motion “like i know it’s inevitable but everyone keeps making comments and… and i just miss my old body. it may never be the same… and… it’s just dumb”

“don’t listen to haechan, he’s still a kid. he doesn’t know what he’s talking about” jaehyun said, trying to ease the tension 

“i saw the way you looked at the girl, in the store” you mumbled, lips quivering. he furrowed his brows and realization hit him like a ton of bricks. but before he could explain, you went on “and i get it, i’m so ugly now, i don’t even dress up. i can’t even put anything else than sweatpants… and don’t even mention heels. i get you.”

“oh honey… she had a cute outfit, that’s why i looked. i think you have a similar top, by the way. but also, i agree, i turned my head but… her face seemed familiar. you know that it was johnny’s ex?”

“what?” you asked, finally looking at him. the cute dimple smile painted his cheeks as he nodded.

“yeah. i just, i don’t know, was so shocked it was her so i just turned around. but not to check her out or anything. because you are–” he started.

“wait, the one with a foot fetish?!” you asked suddenly. 

jaehyun snorted loudly, hanging his head low. and here he was about to be romantic.

“yeah, her” he snickered and looked back up “but my point is, i only have my eyes on you. we both knew that pregnancy will change your body and i admire you so much. you’re so strong. and just know that, whether or not you will go back to your shape… the stretch marks will stay… will grow old and wrinkled… i will love you. those things don’t matter to me”

you shook your head and pulled the shirt over your face, something you did when too embarrassed to cry. and you did, small sobs choking out from under the material.

“you look beautiful to me. you’re carrying our baby girl and you really glow, to me” jaehyun said and stood up, hands going to rest on your shoulders.

“i love you” you cried and put your shirt down only to wrap your hands around his waist and sob into his shirt. he rubbed your skin in a calming way. 

“i love you more, pretty girl” he whispered into your hair.

after you’ve calmed down he helped you lay down and tucked you in. jaehyun laid down next to you and rested his head on his hand, adoring you with a soft smile.

“got it? you’re the prettiest” he hummed and placed a soft kiss on your lips. then, his hand sneaked to lift your shirt a bit.

he traced the red stretch marks with a feather-light touch and then put his hand gently on your belly. he felt small movements and warm feeling spilled over his heart.

“and i bet she’ll be equally beautiful, my little dandelion” your husband whispered softly. and you couldn’t help but grin, looking at his whipped state.

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