#exo dads

[baekhyunsbestie]

──★ god is a woman ˙🧸ྀི ̟ !!

જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 sum: you and your husband are completely smitten with your newborn baby, soaking in every moment of this new chapter in your life. but underneath it all, you can’t help but feel a lil insecure about your postpartum body. baekhyun, however, won’t hear any of it. what you don’t realize is that after watching what you went through bringing his beautiful, healthy daughter into the world, he sees you in an entirely new light. you created life—endured so much for him, for her, for your family. in his eyes, you’re a goddess, and he’s utterly devoted to you. and he's more than ready to show you just how much power you have over him.

જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 content: SMUT. 18+/MDNI. 5.6k+ words. baekhyun x f!reader. you're a milf, baekhyun's a dilf, and he calls you "ma" + "mama" :'), married!au, new parents, slice of life, angst + fluff, pet names, body worship, breastfeeding kink, fingering + oral + overstim (f! receiving), unprotected sex, p in v, breeding kink, and a whole lot of baekhyun talking you through it 😮‍💨 phhheeeeewwwww

it’s a quiet evening at home. the low hum of the baby monitor fills the air as your newborn sleeps soundly in the next room. life had changed so much in such a short time, and yet, you couldn’t imagine anything more beautiful than this—being a mom, seeing baekhyun as a father, holding the tiny miracle the two of you had created together.

watching baekhyun cradle your baby, his soft voice murmuring sweet things as he gently rocked her to sleep, oh!—it melted your heart. he was so tender, so attentive. each time you saw him interact with your little one, it made you fall in love with him all over again. falling deeper and more intensely than you thought was possible. his fatherly side brought out something new in him, something that made your chest tighten with comfort. every smile, every quiet “i love you” he whispered to your baby girl made you feel incredibly blessed to say the least.

but there was something else—a heaviness you couldn’t shake, a shadow that loomed just behind the love and joy you felt.

the changes in your body had been gradual, but now, two months after giving birth, you couldn’t ignore them anymore. your body wasn’t the same. your belly hadn’t returned to its pre-pregnancy shape, your breasts were constantly swollen and sore, and your hips felt wider. you couldn’t even look at yourself in the mirror without that persistent sense of imperfection creeping in. you were supposed to feel proud of what your body had accomplished—bringing life into the world—but instead, a growing discomfort and insecurity washed over you every time you caught a glimpse of your reflection. it got to the point where you avoided mirrors altogether. while brushing your teeth, you’d stare down into the sink, and the same went for washing your face. on the rare occasions you did glance at your reflection, it was only for a fleeting moment before the negative thoughts made you turn away.

you loved your baby more than anything, and the life you had with her and baekhyun felt like a dream come true. but the nagging thoughts kept creeping in—what if he doesn’t find me attractive anymore? what if he notices how much i’ve changed and doesn’t want me the way he used to? fifty percent of marriages end in divorce... what if he ends up finding me so undesirable that we become part of that statistic?

it was a silent war within you, a conflict between the pure joy of motherhood and the insecurities that threatened to swallow you whole.

baekhyun had always been loving, supportive—everything you could ever ask for. but lately, you found yourself pulling away. since the baby was born, the intimacy between you had dwindled, and even after your doctor cleared you for sex a few weeks ago, you couldn’t bring yourself to let him in. every time his hands grazed your skin, every time he tried to initiate something, you instinctively recoiled, overwhelmed by the insecurity tormenting you. it wasn’t him—it was you. you couldn’t stop feeling embarrassed, ashamed of the way your body had changed, of the woman you saw in the mirror.

tonight was just like any other. lately, you’d developed a bad habit of comparing yourself to others on social media. as you mindlessly scrolled through instagram, your feed was filled with photos of celebrity and influencer moms. your curiosity got the better of you, and you started looking through their pages, feeling a wave of jealousy with each post. 

they seemed to bounce back to their pre-baby bodies so quickly, showing off toned figures as if nothing had changed. each post served as a painful reminder of how far you felt from that ideal, feeding the insecurities already eating away at you. the more you scrolled, the heavier the feeling became, your own reflection feeling like a striking difference to the perfect images on your screen. you couldn’t help but question your body even more.

with a heavy sigh, you flung your phone across the room, no longer able to bear the relentless comparisons gnawing at you. it landed with a dull thud, but the weight in your chest remained, harsh like a gray storm cloud hovering just above you. you sat on the edge of the bed, hunched over with your elbows pressed into your knees, as if the weight of the world was pulling you down. your head rested in your hands, fingers curling through your hair like you were trying to hold yourself together, piece by piece, before you fell apart.

a whirlwind of love for your baby and frustration with yourself raged in your mind, drowning out everything else. you were so lost in the chaos of your thoughts that you didn’t even notice baekhyun’s return from the nursery until his gentle touch on your shoulder pulled you back to the present. startled, you glanced up, praying he wouldn’t see the sadness lodged in your eyes like shards of glass. but the worry etched into his features sent a sharp ache through your chest, and you could see the panic begin to flicker in his wide eyes.

“hey, what’s wrong, mama? you feelin’ alright?” he asked softly, kneeling in front of you, his hand brushing against your thigh.

you forced a smile, nodding, but it didn’t reach your eyes. “yeah, just tired,” you murmured.

baekhyun frowned slightly, his hand moving up to gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against your soft skin. “you’ve seemed distant lately,” he said, his voice low but filled with concern. “is everything okay? i mean… besides the baby and the lack of sleep?”

your throat tightened, the familiar lump of emotion rising as you struggled to find the words. you didn’t want to burden him with your insecurities, not when he was being such an amazing father and partner. but the weight of it all was too much to carry on your own.

“i just…” you began, your voice shaky as you looked away, unable to meet his eyes. “i don’t feel like myself anymore.”

baekhyun’s hand stilled, his eyes softening as he waited for you to continue. you took a deep breath, the words spilling out in a rush before you could stop them.

“i love her so much, baek. our baby… she’s everything to me. and every time i see you with her, it makes me fall for you all over again. you’re such an incredible dad, and i couldn’t have asked for a better partner to build a family with.” your voice trembled as you twisted the sheets between your fingers, the pressure behind your eyes building with unshed tears. “but... but i just can’t shake this feeling that i’m not enough anymore. i look at myself, and my body isn’t the same. i’m not the same. and i don’t know how to feel okay with that when i don’t recognize who i am in the mirror.”

baekhyun’s expression changed as he listened to you pour out everything you had been holding in, his heart breaking with each word. he had sensed the distance between you, the way you had pulled back, but he hadn’t fully understood the reasons behind it. he thought you just needed time to adjust to this new chapter in your lives. it was a significant change, and he knew how much you valued space when processing things, but he hadn’t realized it was tearing you apart like this. now, as he heard the depth of your pain and insecurities, guilt tightened in his chest for not recognizing it sooner.

the silence that lingers between you, coupled with your downcast gaze, speaks volumes. how could you possibly believe you weren’t beautiful anymore? he struggles to comprehend it, taken back by the thought. in truth, he has never found you more attractive than he does now. to him, you are a goddess, a magical being who has created and nurtured life. he holds you in the highest regard, without question.

“hey,” he whispered, his voice steady yet filled with emotion. “you’re more than enough, and you always have been. you’re still the same woman i fell in love with. and when i look at you... all i see is someone who’s perfect. you’re the most beautiful thing in my life.”

you shook your head, the tears finally spilling over as you buried your face in his shoulder. “you don’t understand, baekhyun. i don’t feel beautiful. i look at myself, and all i see is someone who’s… different. i don’t know if you can love me like this.”

“do you really think that?” he asks softly, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face. “that i don’t think you’re beautiful? that i can’t love you the way you are?” his arms tightened around you, his breath warm against your hair as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “baby, i love you more now than i ever have,” he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity. he pulls away enough to look you in the eyes, “you gave me the most beautiful gift—the life we made together. how could i not love you more?”

you sniffled, your heart aching with a mix of love and insecurity. “but i’m not the same. my body… it’s changed so much.”

“i think you’re being too hard on yourself, 'ma,” he whispers softly. you can’t bear to meet his gaze; the moment you do, you know you’ll break. “it’s only been two months since you gave birth—just two months. it took you over nine to create her. even if it takes longer than that for you to feel like yourself again, i wouldn’t care. honestly, even if you never return to who you were, it wouldn’t matter to me. as long as you, my love, are happy and healthy, nothing else matters.”

his hands, warm and gentle, glide down your arms and rest on your waist, anchoring you in his affection. he leans down and presses a tender kiss to your stomach, his lips lingering as if savoring the bond between you.

baekhyun pulled back slightly, his fingers tilting your chin towards him so you were forced to meet his gaze. his eyes were filled with so much love, so much respect, that it nearly took your breath away.

“you are everything to me,” he says firmly, his thumbs gently wiping away the tears that finally escaped. “and this—” he gestures to your body, his eyes never leaving yours “—this body gave us our child. you carried our baby, you’ve sacrificed your sleep, your comfort, everything—and you’re still the most devastatingly beautiful person i’ve ever seen.”

he leaned in, his lips brushing softly against yours, his touch so tender it made your heart swell. “why don’t you let me show you?” he murmured against your lips, his hand slipping down to cup your waist. “let me show you how much i love every inch of you.”

you hesitated for a moment, the familiar insecurity rising in your chest, but when you looked into his eyes, all you saw was honest love and pure devotion. there wasn’t a trace of doubt, not an ounce of anything but pure adoration for you—for all of you.

with a soft nod, you gave in, letting baekhyun lead you further onto the bed, his hands moving slowly, reverently, as if worshipping every part of you. a rush of vulnerability washed over you as he slipped off your oversized shirt, revealing your post-pregnancy body in all its glory, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. despite the insecurity that bubbled within, his lips found your skin, kissing you as if he were rediscovering every curve. each kiss, each gentle touch, was infused with such deep care that it made your heart ache in the best way

when his lips found your breasts, swollen and sore from breastfeeding, you tensed for a moment, the self-consciousness flaring up again. but baekhyun paused, his lips pressing soft kisses to your skin as he whispered, “these are so beautiful.”

he gently kissed your sensitive nipples, his tongue flicking out to taste the sweetness there. you gasped at the sensation, your body responding in ways you hadn’t expected, the embarrassment fading under the warmth of his touch. 

baekhyun's eyes darkened, a heated gaze sweeping over you. his breath caught as he took in the softness of your skin and the gentle curves of your body drawing him closer. in a husky whisper, he breathed, “god… you’re incredible. this body—how could you ever think i wouldn’t find it breathtaking?” 

you try to cover yourself, but he gently pulls your hands away, pressing a soft kiss to your wrist.

“don’t hide from me,” he whispers, his voice loving as he presses his lips to the curve of your stomach, right where the stretch marks are the deepest. “these marks… they’re so pretty. they’re proof of everything you’ve done.”

his words make your heart clench, and when he places another kiss along the line of your abdomen, your breath hitches.

he looks up at you, his hands running gently over the soft skin of your hips before dipping lower to caress your thighs. his touch is slow, intentional, as if he’s taking his time to worship every part of you.

“you don’t know how much i love this body,” he murmurs, his hands sliding upward to cup your breasts. his thumbs graze over your sensitive nipples, making you gasp as a rush of pleasure shoots through you. “the way it’s changed… the way you��ve changed. you’re more than i could have ever asked for.”

you bite your lip as you watch his soft, slender hands continue their agonizingly slow exploration, your body responding despite the insecurity still clinging to your thoughts. he leans forward, brushing his lips against one of your breasts, his tongue flicking out to taste the milk that’s already beginning to leak from your nipple.

“baek—hah” you gasp, but the sound turns into a moan as his mouth closes around you, gently suckling.

the sensation sends a jolt of warmth through your core, your hands finding their way into his hair as he continues to worship you. his tongue is slow, deliberate, drawing out each drop of milk as if savoring the taste.

when he pulls back, his lips are slick, his eyes dark with a mix of love and desire.

“i could do this all night,” he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. “you don’t know how much i want you. how much i crave every part of you.”

is words wrap around your heart like a cozy embrace, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you begin to believe him. baekhyun shifts closer, bringing you face to face, his hands cradling your cheeks. the tip of his nose brushes against yours as he continues, “you’re perfect, and ’m gonna keep reminding you until you believe it.”

before you can respond, his lips crash into yours, a slow, consuming kiss that melts away every insecurity, every doubt. he kisses you like he’s trying to prove something—like he’s trying to show you just how much he means every word.

“relax f’me,” he whispers against your lips, his voice thick with need. you obey, sinking into the soft sheets as baekhyun hovers over you, eyes dark and focused entirely on you.

“you have no idea how much i’ve wanted this,” he murmurs, his hand sliding down your side, sending shivers across your skin. he presses a kiss to the swell of your breast, his tongue flicking out to circle your nipple, the sensitivity from breastfeeding making you gasp.

the sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever felt—raw, intimate, and so deeply connected that it makes your head spin. he groans softly against your skin, his hand kneading your other breast, coaxing out the milk that begins to flow. “ya taste s’good,” he murmurs between kisses, his tongue lapping at the milk that escapes. “so sweet.”

your cheeks burn at his words, but the way he worships you makes the embarrassment melt away, replaced by a deep, aching need. his lips continue their slow assault, drinking from you like he’s savoring every drop, and you’re helpless beneath him, your body responding to his every touch.

the pleasure is almost overwhelming, a slow, simmering heat that builds in your core. baekhyun’s free hand drifts lower, slipping beneath your underwear, his fingers sliding through your slick folds. you gasp at the contact, your hips bucking into his hand, desperate for more.

“you’re so wet f’me,” he whispers, his voice thick with desire as he pulls back just enough to meet your gaze. his fingers tease your entrance, his touch gentle but firm. “you like it when i drink from you, don’t you?”

you can only nod, too lost in the sensations to form a coherent response. baekhyun smirks, his thumb circling your clit as he presses a soft kiss to your chest, milk still glistening on his lips.

“i wanna hear ya say it,” he murmurs, his fingers sliding inside you slowly, stretching you in a way that makes your breath catch. “tell me how much you love this.”

you moan softly, the words tumbling out before you can stop them. “i love it hah—i love it when you nngghhh—when y’drink from me.”

baekhyun groans in response, his fingers curling inside you, hitting that spot that makes your vision blur. “that’s right, mama,” he whispers, his voice low and rough. “i’m gonna make ya feel so good. you deserve it.”

his fingers pump into you steadily, his thumb never leaving your clit, and you feel yourself spiraling, the pleasure building higher and higher with each stroke. his mouth, his hands, the way he’s so focused on you—it’s all too much.

“b-baekhyun, i—” you can’t even finish the sentence, the words caught in your throat as the tension in your core tightens, pulling you closer and closer to the edge.

he looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust, and the sight of him—his lips wet from your milk, his fingers buried deep inside you—is enough to send you tumbling over the edge.

your orgasm crashes into you, your body trembling as you cry out his name. baekhyun’s mouth never leaves your breast, drinking from you as you fall apart beneath him, his fingers continuing their steady rhythm, drawing out every wave of pleasure until you’re completely spent.

he finally pulls back, his lips releasing you with a soft, wet POP! making you shudder at the loss of contact. 

but baekhyun isn’t done yet. 

in fact, he’s just getting started.

he glides down your body, his hands leaving a trail of warmth across your skin before settling between your legs. and with a swift motion, he’s ripping your underwear off, leaving you utterly breathless and completely vulnerable. you barely have a moment to catch up, still trembling from the orgasm he just gave you. before you can process what's happening, his mouth is on you, his tongue teasing your overly sensitive clit. a gasp escapes your lips as your hips instinctively buck up into his mouth, but he holds you steady, his grip firm on your thighs as he devours you.

“holyyyy fuck—baekhyun, p-please!” you whimper, but you’re not sure what you’re begging for anymore. his mouth is persistent, his tongue swirling and flicking in all the right places, sending shockwaves of pleasure all throughout your already overstimulated body.

he pulls back just enough to speak, his voice low and rough, “mm mm,” he shakes his head, moaning into you, “not stoppin’ ‘til ya understand how much i love this body.”

his words send a fresh wave of heat through you, and before you can respond, his mouth is on you again, sucking your clit into his mouth as his fingers return, thrusting deep inside you.

you’re spiraling again, the pleasure building impossibly higher, your mind, body, and soul completely at his mercy. it wasn’t long before he had you cumming again with his name on your lips, your body trembling as he pushes you over the edge once again.

when he finally pulls back, you’re left breathless, your body spent and trembling from the intensity of it all. “i love you,” he whispers, planting soft kisses up and down your thighs, “every part of you. don’t you ever doubt that.”

you nod, still breathless. “i love you. i believe you.”

but the tenderness of the moment vanishes as quick as it came. once you lock eyes, you notice that his are dark and filled with something raw, primal. his lips are wet from your orgasm, and the sight alone sends another surge of heat through your body. he presses one last kiss to your trembling thigh, his hands gripping you possessively as he pulls back slightly, his gaze never leaving yours.

"i've missed having ya like this," he rasps, his voice thick with desire. his fingers continue to ghost over your sensitive skin, sending shivers through you. you can feel him, hot and hard against your inner thigh, the fabric of his gray sweats doing little to hide his need. the dark spot of precum soaking through makes it all the more obvious. "i’ve been waiting to be inside you, ‘ma. been drivin’ me crazy thinkin’ about it."

your breath catches at his words. you’ve been so wrapped up in your insecurities and exhaustion that you hadn’t realized just how much he’d been holding back. the yearning in his voice is unmistakable, and it sends a thrill down your spine.

“oh? is that so?” you tease, your voice barely above a whisper, still coming down from the back to back orgasms he’s given you. you feel overwhelmed by how much he wants you, how much he’s been waiting for this moment, for you. 

“it is so.” he presses his forehead against yours, breathing you in like he’s trying to ground himself, but the tension in his body is evident. “you have no idea how badly i need this,” he groans, his lips brushing against yours. “how bad i need you.”

his words give you goosebumps, the weight of his need making your body ache with anticipation. you can feel how hard he is, his dick pressing against you as he rolls his hips, the friction making you moan softly into his mouth.

“well, hurry up then,” you whimper, your impatient hands slipping down his toned chest, tugging at his waistband. he lets out a low chuckle, but there’s nothing playful in the way his eyes darken with pure, unfiltered hunger.

“you’re gonna be the death of me, i swear,” he says, pulling back just enough to slide out of his sweats, his cock springing free and brushing against your thigh. you gasp at the heat of him, the anticipation building with every second that passes.

his hand slips between your legs again, his fingers sliding through your wetness as he positions the pink tip of his aching dick at your entrance. he’s teasing you, slow and with purpose, as if savoring every second. he nudges his tip against you, and you gasp, already so sensitive from everything he’s done to you.

“i’ve thought about this every night,” baekhyun continues, his voice husky as his fingers dig into your hips. “about feeling you wrapped around me again. how perfect your pussy feels around me.” he slowly inches inside you, his length stretching you in a way that feels both familiar and completely new after so long.

you let out a shaky breath as he pushes in deeper, filling you completely. the sensation is overwhelming, his body pressed against yours, hot and solid, and for a moment, all the doubts and insecurities vanish under the sheer weight of his desire.

“oh—fffuuuck,” baekhyun groans, his voice low and strained as he stills inside you. his hands grip your hips tightly, as if he’s struggling to keep himself in check. he thinks if he starts moving he just might cum. and he can’t have that. not when tonight is all about you. “missed this so much. god, you’re so f-fuckin’ tight,” he groans, voice strained. “i’ve been hah—dying to be inside ya again, ‘ma.”

your hands slide up his arms, holding onto him as he slowly begins to move, each thrust deep and calculated, as if he’s savoring the feeling of being inside you again. his pace is unhurried, but there’s an intensity in the way he moves, a desperation that has been building for months.

“you’ve been drivin’ me crazy,” he murmurs against your neck, his breath hot against your taut skin. “every time i look at you, i just wanna nnghh—make you mine all over again.”

your nails dig into his back as he thrusts deeper, his hips pressing flush against yours. he’s slow, almost torturously so, drawing out every sensation until your entire body is trembling beneath him.

“hah—and ya wanna know what else i’ve been th-thinkin’ about?” he whispers, his lips brushing your ear. “i wanna put another baby inside you.”

the words send a shockwave through your body, your breath hitching at the intensity in his voice. his hips snap forward a little harder now, his movements more purposeful, more driven by the raw need to claim you in every way possible.

you gasp, heart pounding at his confession. you feel dizzy with desire, his words igniting something deep within you.

“i’ve thought about it s-so many times,” he whimpers, his voice rough with need. “about filling ya up, nngghh—watchin’ ya grow round with our baby again. hah—y’looked so fuckin’ beautiful carryin’ our child. goddamn.”

each thrust punctuates his words, and the idea of him wanting to put another baby inside you only fuels the fire burning between you. you can feel his need, his desperation, and it pushes you closer to the edge with every movement.

baekhyun leans down, pressing a kiss to your parted lips, his hand slipping between your bodies to rub gentle circles over your swollen clit. “i’m gonna make ya mine again,” he groans. “mmnnghh—’m gonna fill ya up, ‘ma. you’re mine—all mine. and every time you f-feel my cum dripping down your leg tomorrow hah—you’ll remember. just. how. much.”

the pressure builds rapidly, the combination of his praise and the way he’s holding you tightly as he’s rearranging your insides sends you spiraling. his thrusts quicken, and you can feel him losing control, the weight of his desire crashing down on both of you.

“oh, yes! f-fuck nnngghhh—baek!” you can’t even form the words, your body tightening around him as the pleasure builds higher and higher. his name falls from your lips again and again and again, your voice breathless as you grip his shoulders, your nails digging marks into his soft skin.

“’m so close,” baekhyun groans, his voice thick and rough as he pounds into you harder, his hips slamming into yours with a desperation that mirrors your own. “cum f’me, baby. i wanna hah—feel you.”

his words push you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you with an intensity that leaves you breathless. your vision turns white, body clenching all around him, hips bucking up into his as he continues to relentlessly thrust into you, chasing his own release.

baekhyun’s movements grow erratic, his hips snapping into yours with increasing urgency until he finally stills, his body shuddering as he spills inside you, coating your walls in a pretty white shade. the heat of him filling you makes you shiver, as he groans your name, his grip on your hips tightening as he rides out his release.

baekhyun collapses against you, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath, his forehead pressed lovingly against yours. he’s still inside you, both of you completely wrapped up in each other, the weight of his body grounding you, making you feel safe, loved. for a moment, the only sound in the room is the ragged breathing of both of you, tangled together in the aftermath of your shared release.

“i love you,” he whispers breathlessly against your lips, his voice raw with emotion. “i love everything about you, mama. you’re everything i need.”

after the intensity of the moment eases, baekhyun lifts his head, planting a tender kiss on your forehead. you both wince as he pulls out, the overwhelming sensitivity leaving you breathless. he settles close beside you, propping himself up, his hands gently gliding over your sides. his fingers trace the delicate curve of your waist, drawing you closer to him. his gaze softens, filled with affection as he brushes a strand of hair away from your face. his fingers linger on your cheek, and you can feel the weight of his thoughts, the unspoken emotions swirling in his eyes.

“y’know,” he begins, his voice low, still catching his breath. but there’s a depth to it that makes your heart skip a beat. “i didn’t think it was possible to love you more than i already did.” his thumb gently strokes your cheek, and he gazes at you with a mix of awe and appreciation. “but seeing you pregnant with our baby, watching you go through everything you did—physically and mentally—it just... changed everything for me.”

you feel a lump form in your throat as his words sink in, the sincerity and raw emotion in his voice making your chest tighten with warmth.

“i don’t think you truly understand how incredible you are,” baekhyun says, his brown eyes locked onto yours with unwavering intensity. “you endured so much to bring our baby into the world. i saw every moment—the pain, the struggle—but you were so strong. you did it all so well, and i’ll forever be indebted to you for that.

he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, but it’s more than just a kiss—it’s full of gratitude, admiration, and love.

“and now… seeing you like this,” he murmurs, his hand sliding down to rest on your waist, tracing the beautiful curves of your post-pregnancy body, “you’re even more beautiful to me. so much more. every part of you.” his eyes roam your figure, and there’s nothing but love and desire in his gaze.

baekhyun’s acknowledgment of your strength, of everything you endured, fills you with a deep sense of gratitude and relief. his touch, gentle and meek, tracing the parts of you that you’ve been insecure about, feels like a silent reassurance that you are enough—more than enough. his love feels like a weight lifting off your shoulders, and you couldn’t be more at ease

your heart swells with emotion, and his kiss, filled with gratitude and love. his confession was the tipping point, breaking down the walls you had built around your insecurities.

“thank you for loving me the way you do, baek,” you whisper, cupping his face as your noses brush together, savoring the warmth of each other’s presence and inhaling the scent that feels like home. “how did i get so lucky?”

“i could say the same about you, my love,” he murmurs between gentle kisses that he scatters across your cheeks and forehead, each one a soft reminder of his unwavering devotion.

he holds you gently yet firmly against his chest, your heart racing with excitement, filled with butterflies. each flutter reminds you of the deep love that grows stronger between you both.

“oh, and i meant every word i said earlier, by the way,” baekhyun’s voice breaks the comfortable silence, soft yet serious. “every word. i want more of this with you—more of us. i can picture it: a whole litter of mini versions of us running around.”

a smile tugs at your lips, your heart swelling at the thought of a future filled with love and chaos. “yeah, yeah. we’ll see,” you tease, fingers threading through his soft, dark hair, enjoying the way it curls around your hand.

“awww, come on, wouldn’t it be great?” he continues, eyes sparkling with mischief. “there’d never be a dull moment! and i want them all close in age," he adds, his excitement bubbling over without pause—like he’s the one who’s going to be pushing out watermelon-sized humans. "they’ll be running around, constantly yelling, ‘mommy, mommy, mommy!’ nonstop. 24/7, 365 days a year. sounds fun, right?"

you snort, rolling your eyes. “the only thing that makes me want to do is call up my obgyn and schedule a total hysterectomy, baekhyun.” his laughter is contagious, and you can’t help but grin. “i can already feel my hair graying just thinking about it.”

“fine,” he sighs dramatically, feigning defeat. “just four more, then.”

“FOUR?!” you exclaim, eyes wide, utterly incredulous.

he looks at you like a child trying to convince his parents to buy him a toy, except instead of a video game, it’s a whole team of children. “well, with the one we already have, we’d just need four more to form our very own basketball team.”

“byun baekhyun, do you even hear yourself right now?”

he presses his lips together, mock seriousness creasing his brow as if in deep contemplation. “...three?”

“what the hell? no, baekhyun,” you deadpan.

he chuckles, his toned arms wrapping around you, feeling like home as he leans in to press a gentle kiss against your lips. "oh, you won’t be able to resist me," he murmurs against your mouth, playful yet intense. the twinkle in his eyes makes it clear that he’s already decided, and deep down, you know he’s not letting go of this dream anytime soon—if ever.

and as he holds you close, still connected, you know that no matter what the future holds, he’ll always love you exactly as you are—beautiful, strong, and undeniably his.

જ⁀➴ᡣ𐭩 a/n: as a leading member of the milfy trophy wife™ committee, i felt this request in my soul. this one really hit home for me, nonnie!!!!! :') i hope i did it justice for you <3 also, i think i’ll turn this into a series—little drabbles and such with dilf!baekhyun/husband!baekhyun hehe 🙂‍↕️ oh, and p.s., i’ll be updating the layout for all my fics to match this one! :") i just think it’ll be so pretty to have everything match hehe. anyway, i hope you enjoyed this one! <3

ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* masterlist ° ᡣ𐭩 . 

[oh-niceskirt]

[exoshroommie]

ALL MY EXOCOLONIST COOKBOOK POLLS ARE DONE!

Here are the results:

for soysweets mango, won, with bobberfruit coming in second.

I had two people add ideas.

one person said that chocolate soysweets are mentioned in an ending. since someone I've been talking to about this said they'd love to have chocolate soysweets, if everything goes well, I'll make those after mango.

someone else recommended adding blep tea soysweets. I'll set up another poll later asking if they should be added.

for the question on if I should add tiramisu, kombucha, marzipan, and nougat to the list of foods, most of you said yes. they have can added, and I'll look into how to make them soon. (tiramisu is probably gonna be one of the first foods i make)

progress is probably gonna slow down for a bit, I might ask about cakes soon, but besides for that. I have another project I'm working on, and the next step is actually making the food.

but I'll make sure to post my updates here! <3

[justwritedreams]

EXO AS DADS SERIES | JONGIN VER.

Xiumin Ver. | Chen Ver. | Yixing Ver. | Baekhyun Ver. | Chanyeol Ver. | Kyungsoo Ver. | Suho Ver. | Sehun Ver.

Word count:  Author: Maari Summary: A series of what exo would be like as a parent, from discovery to growth

Sigh ok hear me out

BEST FATHER OF THE WHOLE WORLD

There's so much I want to talk about him 🤧

I think he would find out about the pregnancy even before his s/o but he would be confused like is that what I'm thinking or is it just my imagination?

I mean, he has experience with his nephews so it's not an unexplored area for him.

Like have you seen his smile when he's with children? 

But I think he wouldn't say anything because he doesn't want to put pressure on his s/o.

But even if he already expected it, the moment she announced it, oh boy he would be so shocked!

I imagine the two together, alone, watching a movie or just talking sitting on the couch.

And she feels uncontrollably nauseous and she pulls away from him so quickly and runs to the bathroom 

He just watches her run with a confused face like

“What... what happened?”

He goes after her because he is very worried

And he helps her hold her hair so it doesn't get dirty and he even strokes the back of her neck, trying to make her feel better 😩

And when she finishes and wipes her mouth, with him stroking her hair he asks what happened

And she replies in a low voice that she's pregnant 

He's like 😳

She tries to explain that she had a bunch of tests last week and didn't tell anything because she was scared but 

Se just hugs her so tight she's probably going to gasp for air.

And he starts to cry like a baby!

Out of emotion, of course, he is so happy that the only thing he can say is thank you a million times.

And that leads me to think that this man will be the most protective father in the whole word

He's the type who won't let his s/o do any kind of physical exertion at all.

Like, carry shopping bags or even put on socks when it's colder when the belly is considerably big

"I can do this you know" "You can't make an effort, imagine if the baby is accidentally born when you crouch"

And the purest father in the world too!

I think he's going to handle his s/o’s morning sickness very well

Just like the mood swing

But the day that his child will be born, I imagine him completely nervous

And it will be even worse if the baby comes early 🤣

Will definitely cry more than the baby in childbirth

But it will be worth it when he holds the baby in his arms and realizes how small he is 😭

And he will look with the biggest smile like "it's my son"

Oh yeah and I definitely see him as a father of boys. 3 to be exact

He will teach his children everything he can

From simpler things like saying daddy

Even dancing since childhood

Don't you think he won't teach his children? He will, and he will definitely buy those father-son clothes!

And he will say with great pride that he taught

Even if the moment the child says daddy he is crying too much 🤣

He's going to be a worried father, any toothache or flu he's going to want to watch his son 24/7

He's going to be as devoted to his family as he is to anything that's dear to him, and I think family is the most important thing to him

As I said, the fact that he has nephews puts him in a comfortable position

Because he already has experience and will make him closer to his children

No, but just imagine him walking with the kids, taking them to school, sleeping with them at night in his bed because I know he's going to refuse to take the kids to their room 😭😭😭

And what else can I say? LET ME BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR CHILDREN JONGIN i'm kidding chanyeol

[arovalentines]

some bobbles (+ two unfinished things)

[kjmcotton]

Hello I have a Chanyeol reidor you 😅

Okay so you know who the boys volunteer at an orphanage?? Okay so the request is this……..

Chanyeol haves been helping at the orphanage for a few years and he meet some who volunteer there too than they become friends and eventually start dating they both were close to a little boy they both meet when he was a baby and the boy haves always reject meeting people claiming he already have a family telling people who wants to adopt him that Chanyeol and reader are his parents. They both found out that the boy wants to be adopted by them so they agreed and they decide to surprise him. ( you can as the rest of exo if you like) You can reject this request if your don’t like it it’s fine :)

A good action can change your life | Pcy

Park Chanyeol x fem!reader

Dad!AU

Plot:Chanyeol loves volunteering at the Nam Children’s Home,but he doesn’t know that it will change his life

Warnings:none

Masterlist

Author’s notes:here we go with another Pcy story!! To make it easy I had to use the 3rd person narrator,I hope that it’s not a problem and that you will enjoy this story as much as I did♡

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“As long as he’s happy,I’m happy too”

With his guitar on the shoulder and a bag full of candies,Chanyeol opened the door of the Kang Nam Children’s Home. As soon as the kids had spotted him they happily yelled his name and ran towards him.

“Chanyeol! Chanyeol!” they chanted,surrounding the boy. Someone even held onto his arms to be lifted up by their favourite volunteer.

The boy smiled as he put down his guitar, giving away the candies he had brought with him.

“Have you prepared the songs for today?” Bora,the most talkative and less shy out of all the kids,grabbed Chanyeol’s hoodie with a witty smile on her lips

“Of course I did! Are you ready for today’s concert?”

“Yay! Concert!” the kids chanted again,sitting around Chanyeol,who started singing and playing a few songs they had requested him during their latest day together.

That was what the sweet guy had been doing for the past years:bringing happiness in the lives of the kids whom,for a reason or another,had been pushed to the margins of the society by unqualified parents.

Chanyeol was a music teacher at the Kyodong Elementary School so he knew how to behave with kids,and loved them;that was why,during his free time,he would volunteer at the orphanage.

In return his beloved babies would make drawings and biscuits for him.

Chanyeol considered all of them his kids,but there was one child who was particularly loved by the brunette.

His name was Ha-Eun,which meant great summer in korean,he was the last one arriving at the orphanage at the age of one,after he had been abandoned by his mother. Growing up,Eun was quiet and shy:he wouldn’t talk to anyone,not the kids,nor the teacher,or the volunteers. He would stay on his own,playing with the same teddy bear he had arrived with. Mrs. Kim,the teacher,was extremely sad because she didn’t know how to integrate him in the community and one day she opened up with Chanyeol.

Since then,the boy tried everything to help the woman;until,by accident,he had found the right key:his guitar. Apparently,Eun loved singing,so,after every concert,Chanyeol would accompany him wit the instrument,letting the kid sing his favourite songs.

Eun started developing deep love and trust for Chanyeol,who lead him into playing with other kids. Now Eun was a happy three year old with a beautiful voice.

However,the guy wasn’t the only one the kid loved and trusted with his dear life. There was also another volunteer,Y/n,who had been able to collect his trust through music.

Just like Chanyeol,she was a musician,a violinist to be precise,so she would play her instrument to the kids. And just like with Chanyeol,Eun would ask her to play with him after every performance.

The most beautiful part of this? The two artists met each other and decided to play together.

She saw Chanyeol for the first time on an Wednesday evening,she had just finished her university classes when she decided to stop by and greet the kids. She didn’t expect him to be there,playing his guitar with a beautiful smile on his lips.

“You’re a great guitarist. I’m Y/n by the way,I volunteer here, just like you” she introduced herself to the boy after his short concert

“Thank you,I’m Chanyeol. Do you play any instrument?”

“I’ve been playing the violin since I was five. If you’d like you can watch me playing here next week”

“I’d love to” the boy smiled,shaking her hand

A few days later Y/n saw him there,watching her playing with shiny eyes. She couldn’t imagine it,but right in that moment she collected his heart.

The boy thought he was witnessing a rare event:an angel fallen from heaven to brighten up the life of those kids.

His eyes were fixed on her gentle features:lashes shut as her chin was resting on the violin,while her hand was caressing its chord through the arc. The melody spreading in the room was a lullaby to Chanyeol’s years,a work of kind art…as kind as Y/n’s soul.

Everyone clapped at the end of her performance and the brunette stood up to compliment the girl:

“You’re amazing,I’d like to play with you sometimes” he smiled,excited

“I’d love to” she replied

That was how they exchanged their phone numbers and started chatting. At the beginning all they talked about was the concert they were organising for the kids,but after that they simply talked,getting more and more intimate with each other.

They started meeting after work or classes,they would sip a cup of coffee together and play at Chanyeol’s studio. They even wrote a song for the kids,who obviously loved the performance.

Mrs. Kim was extremely happy:the orphans kept asking for Chanyeol and Y/n everyday,so their visits at the Nam Children’s Home increased,going from once a week to two or three.

They even held the “Out of town day”:once a month they would take from two to four kids out from the orphanage to spend some time together.

The first time they drove four children to the seaside,the second three to the pool and the third time four at the amusement park. During that trip Ha-Eun was there,same for Bora.

“I want cotton candy! I want cotton candy!” the little girl pointed at the small stand in front of her

“Okay,okay-Y/n smiled-anyone else wants it?”

“Me!” Minhyuk and Jieun exclaimed at the same time,so Y/n nodded and walked with them towards the nice woman who was selling the sweets.

“Don’t you want some cotton candy?” Chanyeol bent down to reach Ha-Eun’s eight,but the kid shook his head

“I don’t want it” he replied,while the brunette fixed his orange jacket with a gentle movement

“And what do you want then?”

“That” Eun pointed at a giant dinosaur hanging on a shooting stall

“Oh…well we can give it a try” Chanyeol smiled,holding Eun’s hand to walk towards the stand

“How do I get that dinosaur?” he asked to the man already preparing his air gun

“Seven lines of cans shot without missing one bullet”

The guy and the little kid exchanged a look,while Y/n reached them with her other little friends

“What’s up with you boys?”

“Gotta haunt dinosaurs” Chanyeol gave a look to the giant stuffed animal

“I don’t even know if that fits in the car to be honest” she blinked confused

“But I want it!! It’s so cool!!” Eun grabbed the sleeve of her jacket

“We’ll use the trunk I guess. As long as he’s happy,I’m happy too” he said,starting shooting

Y/n’s heart melted at those words. No one in that world loved Eun or any other kid like Chanyeol did. His family will be lucky,she thought.

“I wanna see him-Eun stretched out his arms asking Y/n to lift him up. She did so,holding Bora’s wrist with her free hand-Minhyuk please give a look to Jieun,you’re the oldest. I trust you” she smiled at the ten year old kid,who nodded

“Yes ma’am!” he exclaimed,staying with the four year old girl while Y/n was busy with Eun and Bora.

In the meantime Chanyeol’s eagle eye wasn’t missing a shot

“Yeol is amazing!!” Eun clapped,looking at the boy who was half into his mission.

A few minutes later the giant dinosaur was dragged here and there by Eun,whose lips were curved in a proud smile.

“You’ve got so many hidden talents. I wonder what’s next” Y/n said,making Chanyeol blush

“Who knows” he shook his shoulders,holding Eun’s dinosaur by the tail:when he had said that they would’ve needed the trunk to bring that stuffed animal home he wasn’t lying. It was taller than any of the kids.

“I wanna hang out with you again!!” the child jumped,hugging his new toy

“We will,don’t worry sweetheart” Y/n smiled.

Later on,a few kids left the orphanage. Minhyuk’s adoption process had reached its end,so he was sent out by Mrs. Kim. The same happened with Bora and a few more children:Kyungmi,Sanghun,Shin,Yoora and Dungyul. New kids arrived and just a few of the old ones remained,one of them was Ha-Eun.

Y/n had just said goodbye to one more adopted child when Mrs. Kim asked to talk to her in private

“What is it?” the girl demanded,interweaving her arm with one of the old lady while walking along the beautiful garden of the children house

“I didn’t want to tell you,but there’s nothing else I can do. The situation it’s getting serious”

The volunteer was now worried

“What is it?” she furrowed her eyebrows

“A few families wanted to adopt Ha-Eun,but he rejected all of them. I tried to convince him to leave,but he wouldn’t stop crying and screaming saying that he wants to stay here with you and Chanyeol. He claims you two are his parents,the only ones he wants”

At those words Y/n’s heart shattered:how could that be possible? It couldn’t. Ha-Eun was already five year old,so he had to find a family and live a beautiful life away from the orphanage.

“And…what am I supposed to do?” the girl demanded,holding back her tears

“I think you and Chanyeol should talk to Ha-Eun and convince him to leave. There’s a good family who wants to adopt him:the woman is a teacher at kindergarten. She can’t have children but she loves them,while her husband is a lawyer. They live in a beautiful house outside Seoul and they have a sweet dog. I’m sure Eun will live an happy life with them”

After the chat with the teacher Y/n promised her she would’ve fixed everything,but it wasn’t that simple to have such a talk to Chanyeol.

Y/n was so hurt that it took her days before confessing what was going on to the guy,whom,on the other hand,had something else to confess.

It had been years since he had fallen in love with Y/n so,one night,while walking her home after a day spent together,he decided to confess his feelings.

Once they arrived in front of her house,the boy took a deep breath:

“We need to talk” he said.

“What is it?” at the beginning Y/n was scared:last time she had heard those words she had found out that Eun didn’t want to leave the orphanage.

“It’s…hum…well…” the brunette mentally cursed himself. He wasn’t ten anymore,how could he be so embarrassed?

“With your own words” Y/n joked,smiling. Chanyeol melted in front of that sight. She was so dreamy,he must had been privileged to know her.

He gulped,stepping closer to Y/n;she could feel his warm breath caressing her skin in that cold night of November.

“So?” she asked again

Chanyeol didn’t reply,he simply cupped her face with an hand and kissed her. Her lips were soft. Shivers went along his body while the guitar slid down from his shoulder.

On the other hand,Y/n’s heart was beating so fast she thought it would leave her body. She had never realised how much she loved Chanyeol before that moment.

“I love you. I didn’t know how to tell you,so I preferred showing you” he whispered

Y/n couldn’t take off her eyes from him. Without even thinking twice she grabbed the cloth of his jacket and kissed him again.

What to Chanyeol seemed a mountain ended up to be a simple jump;however the worst was yet to come.

The two love birds didn’t even have the time to enjoy the flowers of love blossoming that they had to find a way to handle Eun’s situation.

They both tried to convince the kid,but he was unshakable:he would’ve never left with someone that wasn’t Chanyeol and Y/n,it didn’t matter if they promised they would’ve visited him often.

Chanyeol’s heart became heavy:he spent days thinking about Ha-Eun and the future he refused to live just because of him and his girlfriend. He had never been so sad in his entire life.

“I want him to be happy out from that children’s home” the brunette sighed,resting his head on Y/n’s lap

“Me too babe,but what can we do?”

“We should stop volunteering there. It will be hard but…”

Y/n interrupted her boyfriend

“Forget about it! We would hurt those poor children. They’ve already been through a lot”

“Then what should we do?” Chanyeol lifted his head up,sitting

“Maybe we should try to talk to Eun once again…”

The brunette started walking up and down Y/n’s bedroom,shooking his head. Then,suddenly,he stopped.

“I’ll adopt him” he suddenly said

“What?”

“You heard. I’ll adopt him. We can’t do it together because we’re not married,but I can do it on my own. Eun will see you anyway. I mean,I have a stable job and a house big enough for a kid to live with me. I think I can do it”

“I think you’re crazy” Y/n stood up,resting her hands on his shoulders

“I’m not. However,I need to talk to Mrs. Kim. I need to check if I’m allowed to do so. There are many rules”

“Babe slow down! Are you sure you’re ready to do such a thing? I mean it’s not like adopting a puppy,which would already be a great commitment”

“I am ready. Who would be ready if not me? Think about it Y/n:there’s nothing I don’t know about Ha-Eun. I’ve been taking care of him weekly since he could barely talk,and he’s five now. He’s healthy,and surely not a troublemaker. I can register him at Kyodong,where I work. He would be happy with me and would see you often as well. His dream would come true and he would live a happy life. We love him Y/n,so I don’t see why I shouldn’t adopt him”

“I just want you to be sure about it. If you are,then go ahead. I’d love to help you taking care of him” said so,she kissed Chanyeol’s forehead.

The next day the brunette talked with Mrs. Kim,who allowed him to start the adoption process. Then,finally,after a whole year,Ha-Eun was officially signed as Park Chanyeol’s adopted kid.

It’s useless to say that when he had found out about thesurprise,he was the happiest kind on heart.

His dad would spoil him with gifts and amazing food,showering the boy with an endlessly love. And when her boyfriend was busy,Y/n would take care of Eun. Everything was perfect,Chanyeol thought that only one thing was missing:marriage. He knew that it was another big step forward,but he was ready so…who would’ve stopped him?

Chanyeol asked Y/n to marry him on January and the celebrations were held on September of the year after. Eun had turned 6 by the time,and he had been fully welcomed in the families of both the newlyweds.

The ceremony was held at the beautiful Namsan Art Wedding Hall and Ha-Eun was the one who brought in the rings together with Y/n’s new little puppy:Spike.

By the end of the same evening Ha-Eun saw his dream turning into reality:he was officially Y/n’s and Chanyeol’s kid,and he was surrounded by people who cherished him like they would’ve cherished a treasure.

[on-friday-afternoon]

i need all ya cream soda

[x-galactic-star-x]

The ones with big hearts ♥️

_

i love my Gay Exo dad 🕊🪻

[yuneu]

i feel like most of my interests that have really lasted ive gotten into when i was a kid or preteen and i just havent gotten into anything else since

[baekhyunsbestie]

fluff, girldad!baekhyun :)

ib: @mayamore 💘

the late morning sun casts a golden glow as baekhyun strolls through the bustling farmer’s market with your daughter, their pinkies hooked together in a tiny knot—a secret handshake that feels like a world only they share. her little feet scurry to match his lively, bouncing steps, occasionally breaking into a playful skip as she mimics his energy. her hair is tied back in a bow he carefully fashioned himself, sitting slightly askew—a little crooked, but worn proudly, radiating that unmistakable dad pride.

earlier, you’d cringed when the three of you left the house, catching sight of her lopsided bow. you’d tried to convince baekhyun to let you fix it, but he’d waved you off with a grin, insisting that he’d “gotten better” at doing her hair. and as they wander the market, it’s hard not to see the love in his earnest attempt—a little imperfect, yet undeniably sweet.

as soon as he spots the vibrant cluster of blooms, his grin widens, eyes glimmering with playful mischief and excitement. he leans down toward her, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, as though sharing a secret only the two of them are in on, “alright, princess, mission time! we need to find the most beautiful bouquet for mommy. you think you can handle it?”

her face lights up like the sun breaking through clouds, and without a second thought, she nods eagerly, her tiny fingers already darting to point at every shade of color in sight. they weave through the rows of roses, daisies, and lavender, their soft petals swaying in the gentle breeze. in hushed tones, they debate which flowers truly capture the essence of “pretty,” their words dancing between them like a quiet symphony, their shared excitement palpable in the air.

when they finally spot you in the crowd, he nudges her forward, her tiny arms carefully wrapped around a bouquet almost as big as she is—a mix of pink carnations, plush peonies, airy baby's breath, and soft roses, some petals slightly crumpled from her gentle grasp but radiantly beautiful nonetheless. her face shines as she races toward you, her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling, calling out with boundless pride, “mommy, mommy!! look! me and daddy picked these out just for you!”

behind her, baekhyun watches with an expression that speaks volumes—eyes soft, his heart swelling as he watches his little girl present her cherished gift. the two of them stand before you, her holding up the bouquet like a hard-won trophy, while he gazes at you both, his love shining openly in his eyes, pure joy radiating from his every glance.

[tinysweetflour]

Please tell me I'm not the only one who wanna have aspirations and become something in life NOT to meet the standards of their TOXIC FAMILY rather so that when we meet our role models we can gladly say they have inspired us to do dream big and have them be proud to have us as their fans.

[i-am-cesear]

Holy shit I just listened Exo for the first time after almost 6 years. My mind blown. I felt like a high school student again

[tulsa24]

exo might drive me insane sometimes but damn it if i don’t love them so much-

[x-galactic-star-x]

Man i love my Gay Exo Dad 💜

[lizbwitch]

Toaster struggles with daddy issues

EVERYONE QUICK describe your oc story in the worst way possible

[grabby-smitten]

The jellyfish cut is my favorite 🥺🥺🥺 I’m sorry I can’t hate it.