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Choi Seunghyun x reader virgin🤭 (if you are comfortable)

𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎

Choi Seung-hyun (T.O.P) x virgin!reader

synopsis: Y/n decides her boyfriend, Seunghyun, should be her first

warnings: smut, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, fluffy goodness

wc: 3.7k+

Lazy days like today were your favorite. There was something so blissful about having no obligations, no responsibilities pulling either of you away. It was your day off, and for once, Seunghyun didn’t have to be at the studio or in rehearsal. After months of back-to-back shows and endless travel, BigBang had finally wrapped up their tour, and all he wanted was to spend every possible second with you.

You still remembered the night you met him like it was yesterday. A year ago, you had been working a shift at the event center, slinging drinks for excited fans after the concert. He had walked up to the bar, all confidence and charisma, ordering a glass of wine with that signature smirk of his. What was supposed to be a quick drink turned into an hour-and-a-half-long conversation, laughter weaving between you like an unspoken connection. His manager had practically dragged him away, but not before he scribbled his number on a napkin and told you to call him. And now, a year later, three months into your official relationship, you had never been happier.

Both of you were private people, and that suited you just fine. There had been rumors, of course—whispers in fan circles, pictures snapped of the two of you together—but neither of you had confirmed nor denied anything. Instead, you lived in your own little world, undisturbed by outside noise. Seunghyun treated you like royalty, taking you to lavish restaurants, surprising you with bouquets of flowers and little gifts, constantly reminding you of how beautiful you were. He never pushed, never made you uncomfortable, always the perfect gentleman. It was almost too good to be true.

Today has been nothing short of perfect. The two of you curled up together on the couch, legs tangled, wrapped in the comfort of each other’s presence. The rain drummed steadily against the massive windows of Seunghyun’s apartment, casting soft, gray light over the room. Takeout containers littered the coffee table and a movie played in the background, its dialogue little more than a hum beneath the rhythm of the rain.

A particularly spicy scene flickered across the screen, and you shifted slightly, your mind drifting to thoughts that had been plaguing you for weeks. Since being with Seunghyun, something inside you had ignited, a desire unlike anything you had ever felt before. The late-night thoughts, the lingering heat pooling between your thighs—it was all because of him. Pleasuring yourself in the shower, like you had done for years, no longer satisfied you. You craved something more. Something real.

Seunghyun knew you were a virgin, and he respected that, never pushing for more than what you were comfortable with. But you wanted him. Needed him. Weeks ago, you had made up your mind—you were ready. You had been extra flirty, touching him more, giving him subtle hints, but he never took the bait. At first, you thought maybe he didn’t notice. Now, you were convinced he was holding back on purpose.

Frustration simmered beneath your skin, and you decided enough was enough.

Slowly, you shifted, turning to straddle his lap. His dark eyes flickered with surprise, but he didn’t move, watching you carefully. You cupped his face, pulling him into a deep, lingering kiss. He responded instantly, his hands finding your hips, his lips moving in sync with yours. When his tongue slid against yours, you let out a soft moan, pressing down against his thigh, seeking friction where you needed it most.

His grip on you tightened. “What are you doing, baby?” he murmured between kisses, his voice low, strained.

“I want you…” you whispered, trailing your lips down the column of his throat. You felt him tense beneath you, his breathing growing uneven, and when you shifted again, his arousal pressed against you, hot and hard even through his sweats. A satisfied smile tugged at your lips before you crashed your mouth back onto his.

Seunghyun groaned against your lips before suddenly pulling back, his hands gripping your waist to still your movements. “Mmm, fuck… baby, stop…”

You frowned, your brows knitting together in confusion. “Why?”

He let out a breathy chuckle, running a hand through his hair. “Because, you’re really turning me on right now.”

“That’s the point,” you countered, tilting your head slightly, eyes locked onto his.

His expression softened, but there was something else there, something deeper—conflict. “Baby…”

“I’m ready, Se,” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. “I want it to be you.”

He leaned back into the couch, his hands still resting on your hips. His eyes searched yours, as if trying to find any hesitation, any doubt. But there was none. All he saw was you—flushed, eager, beautiful. And in that moment, every unholy thought he had been suppressing came rushing to the surface.

He exhaled deeply, his grip tightening just slightly. “You don’t know how hard it is for me to hold back with you.”

“Then don’t.”

For a moment, neither of you moved. The rain outside continued to fall, the movie long forgotten in the background. It was just you and him, the heat between you threatening to consume everything in its path.

And then, finally, he pulled you down, crashing his lips to yours, surrendering to the inevitable.

You smiled, pressing your body flush against his, feeling the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his clothes. His lips moved against yours with an intoxicating rhythm, tongues tangling in a slow, deliberate dance. Your hands, desperate and trembling with need, flew to his waistband, fingers fumbling with the fabric in an attempt to rid him of it.

"Settle, baby," he murmured against your lips, his voice thick with desire. "Let me take care of you first, yeah? Gotta get you ready…" He punctuated his words with a sharp nip at your neck, making you shudder beneath him.

"Okay…" you panted, breathless, your body already pulsing with anticipation.

His hand slipped beneath the waistband of your pants, his fingers tracing over the damp heat between your thighs. A sharp gasp escaped your lips as his middle finger ran teasingly through your slick folds, barely pressing against you. Your body trembled at the sensation.

"You tell me if you want me to stop, okay? At any point," he whispered, his lips brushing against your jaw, his breath sending a shiver down your spine.

"O-okay…" you stammered, barely able to form words. "Keep going, please."

Your plea was all he needed. His finger moved slowly, collecting your arousal before pressing inside your aching core. A sweet moan spilled from your lips, your head tilting back as pleasure consumed you.

"Shit… you're so fucking wet," he groaned, his voice dripping with restraint as he fought to control himself.

His finger pumped in and out at a torturously slow pace, the cool metal of his ring adding a delicious contrast to the heat pooling between your thighs. His free hand trailed up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against your lips before pressing inside.

"Suck, baby," he instructed, his gaze locked onto you, dark and hooded with desire.

You obeyed without hesitation, wrapping your lips around his thumb and swirling your tongue over the pad. His eyes darkened further, a low growl vibrating in his chest as he watched you with a mix of hunger and adoration.

As his fingers worked you open, your hips instinctively moved to match his rhythm, rolling against his touch in slow, desperate motions.

"I'm gonna add another finger, stretch you out a bit, okay?" he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

"Mhmm," you moaned, nodding eagerly.

He slipped another finger inside, curling them slightly, and you gasped, gripping his shoulders as your walls clenched around him. The initial discomfort melted into pleasure, and soon, you were rocking against his hand, chasing the overwhelming heat building deep within you.

"This okay?" he asked, his gaze searching your face, his voice softer now, filled with concern despite the raw desire consuming him.

You nodded, relaxing against him. "Feels so good…" you murmured, resting your head on his shoulder.

He angled his fingers just right, pressing against that perfect spot, and your body jerked in response. A whimper escaped your lips, sending a rush of satisfaction through him. His thumb found your swollen clit, circling it in slow, tantalizing strokes, building you up higher, faster.

The tension coiled in your stomach, your breaths growing shorter, panting his name like a prayer.

"You gonna cum for me, baby?" he coaxed, his lips tracing the curve of your jaw. "Cum for me like a good girl…"

His words were your undoing. The knot in your core unraveled, pleasure washing over you in waves as your body trembled on top of him. Your walls clenched around his fingers, your nails digging into his shoulders as you let go with a cry of bliss.

"Fuck!" you gasped, your body pulsing against him, shuddering as he helped you ride out your high.

"That's my girl…" he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction, watching you with dark, lust-blown eyes.

As your body relaxed against him, he slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips. His tongue darted out, tasting you, his eyes never leaving yours.

"That was amazing…" you panted, a lazy, sated smile tugging at your lips. "I want more."

Seunghyun exhaled a shaky breath, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "You sure?"

You nodded eagerly. "Please. I want to have sex with you."

A deep, guttural groan rumbled from his chest as his hands found your hips, gripping them firmly. "Fuuckkk…" he exhaled, his head dropping to your shoulder for a moment before lifting to meet your gaze. His hands slid down to palm your ass, his fingers digging into your flesh.

Then, with effortless strength, he lifted you into his arms. You gasped, instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist, your hands clutching at his shoulders.

"Where are we going?" you asked, your voice soft, innocent despite the fire still burning between your thighs.

He smirked, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips before whispering, "Your first time is not going to happen on the couch. I’m going to make love to you properly. In our bed."

Your heart swelled at the possessiveness in his tone, at the way he said "our bed" like it had always been yours, like you belonged there—with him.

Smiling, you tightened your hold around him, letting him carry you away, excitement building at your core once again.

Seunghyun’s lips molded to yours, slow and deep, before he gently pushed you back onto the bed. A surprised giggle bubbled from your lips as you bounced against the soft mattress, your breath catching when you looked up at him. The way he stood there, dark eyes locked onto yours, his chest rising and falling with slow, measured breaths—it sent heat rushing through your veins.

Then, with a deliberate slowness, he peeled his shirt over his head.

Your lips parted slightly as you took him in, the golden glow of the bedside lamp casting shadows over the defined ridges of his body. He was tan, toned, every inch of him sculpted like a masterpiece. You’d seen him like this before, but something about this moment felt entirely different—maybe because you knew you were about to experience all of him. No barriers, no teasing restraint. Just raw, unfiltered desire.

A shiver ran down your spine as he leaned down, hovering over you, his warmth seeping into your skin. His hand cupped your cheek, fingers tracing along your jawline with an almost reverent touch before he guided your lips back to his. His kiss was slow, intoxicating, his tongue gliding against yours in a way that made your head spin.

You moaned softly into his mouth, your body arching instinctively toward him. Sure, you’d kissed Seunghyun plenty of times before. But not like this. Not with this kind of hunger—like he was trying to memorize the taste of you, like he needed you to breathe.

His hand slipped beneath your shirt, fingertips featherlight as they traced over your stomach, your ribs, before settling on your breast. A sharp gasp left your lips as he massaged the soft flesh, his thumb grazing over your nipple before rolling it between his fingers. The sensation made your breath hitch, your thighs pressing together in anticipation.

“That feel good, baby?” His voice was husky, dripping with desire, his lips brushing against your neck, tracing a path down to your shoulder.

“Mhmm…” you whimpered, barely able to form words. “S’good…”

Seunghyun sat up slightly, his fingers curling around the hem of your shirt—well, his shirt, the one you’d been lounging in all day. He tugged it up and over your head, tossing it to the side. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of you beneath him, bare and vulnerable, but entirely unafraid.

“You’re so fucking beautiful…” he murmured, his fingers ghosting over your skin as if he couldn’t quite believe you were real.

Warmth bloomed in your chest at his words. You believed him when he told you that. With him, you never had to second-guess, never had to doubt.

Still, you couldn’t help but tease him, arching your back slightly as you looked up at him through your lashes. “I wanna be sexy,” you murmured, lips curling into a playful smirk.

Seunghyun groaned, dropping his forehead against yours. “God, you are so. fucking. sexy.” His voice was strained, thick with want, before he crashed his lips onto yours again—this time, rougher, more desperate. His kiss left you breathless, lips swollen, body aching for more.

He pulled back just enough to meet your gaze, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “You think I didn’t notice how flirty you’ve been the past few weeks?” His hand trailed down your stomach, slow and teasing, before slipping under the waistband of your sweatpants. “Wearing those tiny shorts around the house… giving me those innocent little looks with those big, pretty eyes…” His fingers dipped lower, grazing over the growing heat between your thighs. “Pressing your tits together just to see me react.”

You gasped as he slid a single finger into you, your body jolting at the sensation.

“You’ve been driving me fucking crazy,” he growled, watching your reaction intently, his free hand gripping your thigh to keep you still.

Your breath hitched, your heart pounding in your chest. “Yeah?” you whispered, voice barely audible.

His smirk deepened, his eyes gleaming with something dark and knowing. “Yeah,” he murmured, slipping his finger out only to circle your entrance, teasing, taunting.

You let out a needy whimper, your body straining toward him. “So, what are you gonna do about it?”

He sat back, hooking his fingers into your sweatpants and dragging them down your legs with a slow, torturous precision. He tossed them to the side without a care, his gaze locked onto you, devouring you whole. And then, with a wicked grin, he settled between your thighs. “Guess you’re about to find out.”

You barely processed his words before his tongue found your clit, swirling over your sensitive bud with a slow, devastating precision. A shuddering gasp left your lips as pleasure shot through you like a live wire, your fingers clawing at the sheets, searching for something—anything—to anchor yourself.

“Oh, fuck! Seunghyun!” Your voice was wrecked, desperate, a plea wrapped in pleasure.

Your hands found his hair, threading your fingers through it, tugging just enough to feel him groan against you. The vibration sent another sharp jolt of pleasure straight to your core. He devoured you like a man starved, every stroke of his tongue possessive, every flick of his lips insatiable.

“God, you taste so fucking good…” he murmured, voice thick with lust before diving back in, his tongue lapping at you like he couldn't get enough.

Your thighs trembled, the telltale knot in your stomach coiling tighter and tighter, seconds away from snapping. It was overwhelming, his mouth, his hands gripping your hips like he owned you, the heat pooling in your lower belly—

“Oh, God, I’m close—Seunghyun, stop!”

The words left you in a breathless rush, and instantly, he pulled away, his head snapping up in alarm. His lips were slick with you, his eyes wide with concern.

“What? I’m sorry!” His reaction was immediate, panicked, as if he’d done something wrong.

A breathless giggle bubbled from your lips as you reached for him, your fingers tilting his chin up. “No, it’s okay,” you reassured him, still panting. “I just want to cum on your dick.”

His pupils darkened, his lips parting slightly at your words. A slow, sinful smile spread across his face as he crawled up your body, his hands trailing reverently over your curves, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

“Are you sure you want this?” His voice was softer now, hesitant. His biggest fear wasn’t the moment—it was making you feel anything less than cherished.

Your hands framed his face, your thumb stroking over his cheek. “I do, Se. I love you. And I trust you.”

Something shifted in his gaze, something deeper, something sacred. His entire body seemed to melt at your confession, and he captured your lips in a kiss so slow and tender it stole the breath from your lungs.

“I love you, too.” His voice was barely above a whisper, but it was raw, unfiltered, filled with emotion.

He sat back just enough to rid himself of his sweatpants and boxers, his gaze never leaving yours. Your heart raced in anticipation as he settled between your thighs, his tip teasing your entrance, running through your slick folds.

Your breath hitched, every nerve ending in your body alive with anticipation. This was it—a moment you had dreamed about, wondered about, and now, it was happening.

He pressed into you slowly, his thick length stretching you inch by inch. The pleasure was laced with a sharp sting, your body adjusting to the new intrusion. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you gasped.

“Shit…” you breathed, trying to relax around him.

His brows furrowed immediately. “Want me to stop?” His voice was urgent, worried.

You shook your head. “No, no. Keep going. Just…slow…”

He nodded, placing a grounding hand on your hip as he continued to push in, giving you time to adjust. His breath came out in a shudder when he bottomed out, his forehead pressing against yours.

“Fuck, you’re so tight…” he groaned, his grip on you tightening as he fought to stay still.

You let out a shaky chuckle, the initial discomfort giving way to something warmer, something deeper.

“Feel okay?” he asked, his lips brushing over your jaw, his gaze searching yours for any sign of hesitation.

“Yeah…” you whispered, your body finally accommodating him. “Just…God, you’re big…”

A low, amused laugh rumbled from his chest, and he kissed you softly. “Just try to relax, okay? We can stay just like this if you need to.”

You took a slow breath, allowing your body to mold around him, to welcome him. His lips trailed featherlight kisses across your face, his patience endless.

Then, finally—

“Okay,” you breathed, meeting his gaze. “You can move.”

He searched your face for any uncertainty, but when he found none, he gave you a slow, deep kiss and pulled out just enough before thrusting back in. The motion sent a delicious spark through you, the pleasure beginning to eclipse the ache.

His movements were deliberate, slow and steady, giving you time to adjust, to feel every inch of him. And then, the pain was gone—replaced by something so intoxicating it had you gasping his name.

“You feel so good…” he murmured, his breath hot against your neck as his pace increased just slightly.

“Go faster, please,” you begged, your voice breathless, needy.

He groaned at your words and obeyed, his hips moving with more urgency, more purpose, hitting that perfect spot inside of you. A strangled moan escaped your lips, your legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper.

“Oh my God…” you panted, pleasure coursing through you in waves.

“Fuck, baby, I’m not gonna last long…” Seunghyun admitted, his voice strained, his control slipping.

“Me either,” you whined, eyes shut tight, the build-up sending you dangerously close to the edge. “I’m on the pill.”

His movements faltered for half a second, his eyes flicking to yours in shock. “What?”

A breathless smirk played on your lips. “Told you I was ready.”

Something snapped in him at that. A low growl rumbled in his chest, and he grabbed your leg, pushing it back just enough to hit even deeper.

“I fucking love you, Y/N,” he groaned before pounding into you with newfound intensity, his thrusts deep, desperate, perfect.

The coil in your stomach twisted tighter and tighter, your moans turning into cries of ecstasy as it finally snapped.

“Oh, Seunghyun!” You shattered around him, clinging to him as your body trembled through the waves of pleasure.

His thrusts became erratic, his breath ragged as he chased his own release. A strangled moan left his lips as he spilled into you, his entire body tensing before collapsing onto you, spent and breathless.

The world felt hazy, your bodies tangled together, the only sound in the room was your heavy breathing and the faint pounding of your heart.

Slowly, he pulled out, rolling onto his side and immediately pulling you into his arms. His lips pressed to your temple, warm and reverent.

“Was that okay?” he murmured against your skin. “Did I hurt you?”

You smiled sleepily, tracing lazy patterns on his chest. “That was fucking amazing, Seunghyun. Thank you.”

He exhaled, as if relieved, and wrapped you tighter in his arms, pressing kiss after kiss to your forehead.

“Come on,” he whispered. “Let’s take a shower, and then I’ll make you dinner, okay?”

“Mmm, can’t move,” you teased, your limbs still boneless from pleasure.

“Then I’ll just have to carry you,” he chuckled, standing up and scooping you into his arms effortlessly.

You giggled, curling into his warmth.

That night, as he cleaned you up, cooked for you, and held you close, Seunghyun couldn’t stop thinking about how much he loved you. And as you finally fell asleep in his lap, his heart full, he realized something—

One day, he was going to marry you.

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thanosscross · 19 days ago

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Saving Grace - Dad! Choi Seung Hyun/T.O.P & Teenage Daughter!reader

Summary: Having a child at the start of his career, Seung Hyun wasn't sure if he could handle it, only for you to prove to be his rock and biggest motivation growing up.

Warnings: None <33 Just some sappy stuff

Translations!:

Aein: Sweetheart

Appa: Informal way of saying 'Father', meaning dad

Whenever Choi Seung Hyun had his first official one night stand before his first BigBang tour in 2007, he'd never expect to come back to find a whole child waiting for him. It took a minute to track your mother down after she had left young 2 month year old y/n with the three remaining members of BigBang while Seung Hyun was out of town filming, claiming he'd be a lot better to raise the kid than she was, considering who he was.

Seung Hyun would be skeptical at first, not that he didn't love you, he just really didn't think he'd be capable of caring for a child, especially during his Military enlistment time, you were only ten whenever he left for training, leaving you alone, yes you had your uncles, but they weren't your dad. You weren't that sensitive, the boys going out of their way to make sure you could handle the world of k-pop, especially with you being in the spotlight with your dad. Whenever Seung Hyun left BigBang, you were fifteen, old enough to understand the things your dad had to deal with was not okay in the slightest. Seung Hyun wouldn't lie to anybody, you were his rock and his saving grace during those years he'd spend tucked away in his home, you always made sure he took care of himself, even if he lost his cool once or twice. You didn't ever mind though, you loved your dad, you knew the story of how your mom left, and even if your dad would never admit it, and get pissed at you for even saying it, you knew your dad could've given you away to continue with the life he was in the line of getting with clubs and partying with women. That's why you didn't mind helping him, he could've left you but he never did, he went above and beyond for you instead, he loved you more than anything and you were always on a mission to show him how much you appreciated him constantly, even if sometimes you'd argue and annoy each other.

Not only did you make sure Seung Hyun took care of himself, you also without knowing, caused him to become a little more comfortable with BigBang's music after he left. You loved your uncles, and while you understood why your dad had cut them off, you missed them a lot, so some days you'd blare their music through your house, it helping you feel closer to them while respecting your father's wishes of keeping your distance. Seung Hyun already felt terrible for keeping you from them basically, so he wouldn't dare argue with you again about what music you played, not after the first time. You had looked so heartbroken after he had threatened to ground you for it, stating softly you just wanted to leave and live with your uncle Ji, after that he realized, you didn't listen to the music as a way to do your exposure therapy thing you were always trying to get him to try, you just really wanted to hear the boys' voice again.

Despite that, you were still close with your dad, always supporting him, especially whenever he decided to take on the role of Thanos in squid game. You followed him to work basically every day, even with you being sixteen, you were still very close with your dad, you couldn't help it though, between being homeschooled over your father's fear of you being bullied or stalked, and your extreme emotional maturity, you understood why your dad needed you around so much.

As you stood in the kitchen, in the process of making yourself and your dad breakfast, you nodded along to your uncle's verse in Bae Bae, a song wasn't too fond of you singing, but he also knew at the end of the day, there was no stopping you, you'd just make sure to wake him up belting the lyrics everyday if he tried. As soon as your dad's verse start, you were quick to sing along, using your spatula as a microphone as you mimicked their old choreography, not noticing your dad until he smiled, making his way out to you as he copied your moves. Even if it was a song, he wasn't very fond of you knowing, he'd always feel a sense of confidence wash over him knowing you were proud of the art he helped make.

As the song faded into the next, you slowly stopped laughing, smiling as he served him his plate, he thanked you, sitting down at the table as he watched you curiously. It was rare you cooked, always preferring to order in compared to cooking, unless it was your dad's cooking, sometimes. Seung Hyun watched as you spun around grabbing everything you needed for your food, following along with every word to 'Doom Dada' "Do you listen to anything other than this?" He asked playfully, watching as you shot him a glare "leave me alone, I am having breakfast with my appa and uncles" You huffed, never stopping your movements of dancing to the music "And yes I do, but you wouldn't like it" You smirked rolling your eyes, knowing your dad probably would like it, just not the idea of you liking it, due to the rather..sexual messaging behind the lyrics. As you finished rapping to the music, you smiled as you heard the already familiar beat to your uncle's new song 'Power'. You slid your feet around as you sung along, finishing up your breakfast as you sang, the entire time your father making a plan he wasn't too sure about.

After breakfast, your dad was quick to hide in his bedroom, keeping the door locked as he contemplated on his plan. You were currently outside of his door, a nervous wreck, you didn't mean to be, but with your dad's past of getting depressed and locking himself away for days, you had a little worry. Your worrying was cut short whenever your dad's opened sorry "Appa! You..." You stopped yourself, staring at him, debating if it was the best idea to call your father an asshole "You father" You huffed finishing your sentence, causing Seung Hyun to raise his eyebrows towards you "Really? That was..the best insult you've ever had, aein" He replied playfully before leaning against the wall "Come in here, I want to talk to you" He stated calmly, watching as you walked in, plopping yourself down on his bed happily "What's up, Appa" You smiled softly tilting your head "Gotta go to work early? You want to give me a mansion and a million won? You're so kind" You smiled playfully as he laughed "Ha! In your dreams, anyways...I talked with Ji-Yong" He stated, his tone changing to a more serious one, you were quick to look at him in shock "You did!? That's amazing!-" He cut you off by raising his hand, you quickly stopped speaking, looking at your father nervously "If you want to...He's willing to let you stay with him for a week, so you can see your uncles again" He whispered, not taking his eyes off of his socks "Do not, ever power your phone off, other than for the plane ride, you listen to every staff and flight attendant that is in charge of you, and always answer your phone please" He listed off rules before giving you a serious glare "Do not, sign any contracts, I've already told you, I don't want you in that world, not yet" He explained, you just shook your head "I know, but really? You're going to let me go? Are you sure, Appa?" You asked nervously as you grabbed onto his arm to get his attention "Yea..yes I'm sure, as long as you follow those rules, and promise to call me every night and to come back whenever you're supposed to" He whispered, you hugged him tightly, feeling yourself start to tear up at the thought of not only seeing your uncles again, but also the thought of not seeing your dad for a whole week.

Whenever you made it to the airport, you tried not to cry, giving your dad a tight hug before waving goodbye, heading towards the gate. As you tried to keep your tears a secret, Seung Hyun still noticed, he had raised you after all, pulling out his phone quickly he called you. "Hello? Appa why are you calling?" You asked, trying to steady your voice as you approached security "Oh my gosh, don't look now, but there's a famous person behind you" He whispered playfully, you couldn't suppress your giggle as you turned around to see your dad playfully hiding behind different objects he could find. Even with your distance, you could still notice the tears going down your father's cheeks, even when crying, he was still trying his best to cheer his little girl up, but that was just the type of person he was. "You're so stupid" You whimpered into the phone "Aein...please don't cry...you'll be back" He assured, wiping his face quickly, offering you a thumbs up from where he stood "I'm just..I'm gonna miss you..and I'm scared..what if you need me?" You whispered, squeezing the fabric of your jacket in your fists as you tried to calm your anxiety, a sob slipping past your lips instead "W-What if you need me, and I'm not there and won't answer" You repeated, Seung Hyun could feel his heart break, he hadn't noticed how badly his depression had effected your anxiety. Of course you worried yourself with your father's mental health though, having the same issues, you knew how important and good it felt having someone actually care and notice your patterns, your anxiety just got in the way sometimes.

"Oh Y/n...Aein, I'll be okay, don't you dare burden yourself with my things right now, they're for me to carry, will I miss my #1 amazing awesome daughter? Of course, but I'll be okay..It's only a week" He assured, nodding softly, you gave one more tearful goodbye to your dad before walking through security and boarding your plane.

The plane boarding process was smooth, you quickly found the flight attendant that was responsible for making sure you made it to Ji-yong safely. After that you had fallen asleep, only waking up for about an hour to eat and take a few pictures of the clouds for your dad. As you got off the plane, you looked around for any of your uncles or their security, spotting Ji-Yong and the others standing off to the side you rushed over smiling. "Sorry Ma'am, no photos right now" Their security guard huffed, you just rolled your eyes smiling at Dae-Sung brightly "Y/n!!" He squealed out, never being able to forget the famous Choi Seung Hyun smile you had inherited, the guards moved to the side, allowing you to hug them all excitedly "Oh my god! Look at you, Aein! You're giant just like your Appa!" Tae-Yang smiled, hugging you tightly, you just smiled, missing their nicknames for you. Aein being the most common. "You're so grown up, and you look just like your Appa" Ji-Yong smiled in awe, holding your hands gently as you bowed to the three of them "I've missed you guys, more than anything" You stated smiling as the flight attendant brought your bags over "Oh my gosh! I almost forgot! Thank you!" You smiled brightly, taking them before turning your attention back to your uncles.

The week you were there, you had a lot of fun, spending all the time you could with your uncles before it came time to leave, while you were upset, and you knew you'd miss this more than anything, you were also relieved to see your dad again. "I'll miss you guys, but you have my number now, so I expect texts from all of you, or I'm exposing you for the most random things I can think of" You threatened playfully, trying to hold back your tears, you couldn't help but tear up though, seeing the three boys' sad faces as they stood with you at your gate. "We will, just..be careful okay? Keep taking care of your Appa for us, please.." Dae-sung offered, hugging you tightly, giving you a tight squeeze before pulling away "Yea..we're all lucky to have you, Aein, you always take care of your Appa, just, keep at it, make sure our brother knows we love and miss him" Ji-Yong whispered, pulling you into a tight hug as he tried not to cry himself, but he couldn't stop himself. Ji-Yong took a big part in raising you, if it wasn't Seung Hyun with you, you were almost always clung to Ji-Yong's hip, begging him for something your dad said no to. "I'm gonna miss you so bad, Aein" He whispered, kissing the top of your head before stepping back, letting Tae-Yang pull you into a hug. "Be a badass, keep being my amazing thoughtful y/n, alright?" He stated as he squeezed you tightly, you tried to swallow the lump in your throat as you nodded softly "I'll try...you guys promise to call me?" You whispered, biting the inside of your cheek trying not to cry "Of course! You better hurry before you miss your flight" Tae-Yang assured, rushing you off towards the boarding hall.

The flight back you stayed curled up in your seat, trying to get all of your tears out before you got home, not wanting your dad to feel bad for having you only stay a week.

Walking off of the plane and into the airport, you tried to spot your dad, it was late at night, the airport was mainly empty, most people on your flight getting taxis or getting on connecting flights. The longer it took to spot Seung Hyun, the more you started to panic, he knew what time he had to meet you here, he literally reminded you the entire time you were with your uncles. "Aein!" You heard him shout as he rushed out of the baggage claim "Sorry! I wanted to grab your things, I wasn't expecting it to take that long" He smiled softly, you just smiled brightly, rushing over to hug him tightly "I missed you, Appa" You whispered, holding onto the back of his hoodie tightly "I missed you too, Aein! Did you have fun? How was it?" He asked smiling softly as he led you towards the car. As you rambled about all of the things you did, Seung Hyun just smiled, happy to see his daughter this excited and happy over just one week. "They miss you a lot, Appa.." You whispered, knowing it was a touchy subject, you watched as he clenched his jaw for a moment before looking at you "I know..I miss them too..but it's not time yet" He whispered, grabbing your hand gently "Until it is time though? I just need my y/n" He sighed contently as he drove you both back home "What are you going to do whenever I move out?" You asked playfully, watching as he shot you a glare "Don't talk about that, it's not time for that either" He whispered, causing you to roll your eyes, of course he didn't want to talk about you moving out yet.

You like? It's very long yes yes oh my lord ><, tell me what you think as it is my first Dad! Seung Hyun fic!! Lmk if you'd rather see Daughter! reader with Ji-Yong, or reader having a kid with Ji-Yong?

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