#he's soooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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HAHAHAAHAHAAAAA YAAAAYAYAYAAYYYYY!!! I'm so glad you like it pudding 😤🙏🏽 bc this is my baby it's literally been in my drafts legitimately ever since I made this account, LAST YEAR, for SEVERAL MONTHS!!! *sounds of cats yowling, glass breaking, record scratching, echoed by hannie's screechy scream*

it's undergone SO SOOOO many edits and rewrites & dare I say, this is a work I've put so much effort into & the length is a testament to just how much. I'm so so proud of it & I hope it'll bring you the same amount of comfort and joy it's brought me (⁠ ⁠/⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠)⁠/⁠♪⁠♪ 💕💞

I'll admit, the most difficult for me was seungmo's 🥺🥺 I don't know WHYYYYYYY I have him that little scenario + breakdown sequence, I just DID because it FIT SO WELL FOR ME AT THE TIME and it's one of the things that didn't change during the finalization cleanup!! but like... I'm actually happy with how it turned out. mongie's our savage puppy but I definitely feel realistically, his kid(s) would have thick skin and/or give it as good as they get for sureeee. I js crave the angst -> hurt/comfort train lmaooo 😭🙏🏽 #justiceforseungminfr

mimo was partially inspired by my own mama!! I've said it before & I'll say it again: THEY ARE SO SO SIMILAR IT MAKES ME SICKKKKK ‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥 like right down to the dark and snarky humor and golden heart. total mama complex. i'on make the rules, I just enforce 'em ✋🏽🤐🤚🏽 & as stated B4 the same for babin !!! just like my baba :')) 💗💝💓💘💞💖💓💗💖💘💓 love them to bits n' piecesssszzz

everybody else just flowed 🌟 especially innie's !!! I was actually so so surprised at myself for how much I came up with for him but I ain't complaining! ^^ love our fennec 🦊 he's the bestest ❤️‍🔥

I'm glad you love it tho, sunny ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 only the best for my banana pudding, yes? yes. 🫶🏽

─ forever, your ace. ❣️ happy late birthday present, sweet thing!

𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆

them as your parents / family | ot8 , non-famous au , hc - esque format

𝒟 ⁱˢᶜˡᵃⁱᵐᵉʳᶻ.ᶻ.ᶻ : entirely self-indulgent fluffy silliness ,, i am feening for the closeness that this is so i manifested it as a written work via a self-insert perspective because i am actually that down bad ,, can be read as romantic or platonic concerning the guys but it's strictly platonic with reader !!

𝒲 ᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍᶻ.ᶻ.ᶻ : none of the darker sort (but if there is smth triggering pls plss let me know !!) , fluff + crack centric , VERY LONG I REPEAT VERY VERY LONG !!! , the ups and downs and beauty of parenthood , gender inclusive/neutral dynamics , brief mentions of eating & exercise & conflict & parental guidance , some swearing cuz it's me 🫠 , looots of nicknames / pet names !!! , intentional lowercase , messy bc it's self indulgent and i probs got too tired to go back & edit it , cavities probably ... for the fluff y'know?

𝓏.𝓏.𝓏.𝒾𝒹ℯ𝒷𝒶𝓇 : this is purely fictional for the entertainment of fandom consumption only & does not represent any of the members in real life nor their status! don't like? scroll on. unnecessary hate will not be tolerated.

enjoy bambinos ᡣ𐭩

⏦ﾟ♡︎ ≽^• ˕ • ྀི≼ @itzsana-kiddingmenow 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮❟ 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙣｡ 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 (𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙖) 𝙥𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 !! 💗᪲᪲᪲

찬 | chan

calls you his baby. baby girl, baby boy, baby-baby binky boo (that was one time, in public, and you swore him to secrecy under threat of imminent doom), doesn't matter. it's always ‘his baby' because you're his baby. baby variants , little one , and his little koala bear.

even until you’re old, wrinkly, have a complete life of your own – you’ll always be his precious baby.

you probably inherit his little derp/bubble cat smile.

beefcake pt. 1, he's able to pick you up and swing you around all the way until you're full well into adulthood & he's near to wasting away (/j + aff).

he's so sweet and loves you right down to the microfibre !! there's never any room for miscommunications on how much he treasures you because he tells and shows you every day without fail.

he’s an absolute dork and probably embarrasses you on the daily, which you wouldn’t have it any other way tbh, but in turn he's also a strict parent. a patriarch of his caliber has held down the fort for years and has done a darn good job at it — his word is law, no questions, if's and's or but's.

he expects you to follow his rules & respect what he says. he doles out reasonable punishments and happily rewards in equal measure; he brings a sense of peace and fairness because that's what he always tries to be.

even if judgment seems cloudy in highly emotional moments, and he's not perfect, he always redeems himself.

physical contact , words of affirmation , acts of service ! ❤️‍🩹

gives the bestest hugs like THE bestest hugs we been knewww. 😮‍💨 just one of your dad's hugs and suddenly, life doesn't feel so bad anymore.

he's definitely the dad who puts you on his shoulders/back when you get too tired to walk. sensically, this was a staple when you were a kiddo!! but ... he's keeping up the tradition weeelll past that line. 😐

at the very most he'll never drop you !! even if his own feet slash body slash old-ass ahjussi joints are killing him.

it's cuz he knows he might never get these moments back so like the wise man he is, he's making the most of them (✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾ sentimental old sap.

(he's so iconic 😩 tryna parade you around when you're a whole adult and he's in his silver fox/dilf era like slay king 😍😝💯💘✨💅🏼)

"No, it's alright baby! Your old man still has some muscles left in him. 😜" "Daddy, your neck vein is popping out."

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on nights you can't sleep, you'll find him in one of several places dotted around the house: either sitting at the kitchen island, sprawled on the couch, or in his personal office, typing away at an open laptop in front of him, screen light illuminating his features — and you never hesitate to come to him.

he might tut when he sees you up as ass o'clock (🗣 he's a hypocrite your honor 🗣) but he'll always welcome you as company. he calls you his little koala looking for a midnight adventure or a lullaby :((

you still have fond memories of eating tubs of ice cream with him under the warm lighting of the kitchen island, giggling quietly amongst yourselves as you talk about anything and everything.

p.s : those are some of his favorite memories with you too. ᡣ𐭩

always puts your safety, health and happiness first; he never wants you to be uncomfortable or unhappy with something & if you are, he's doing everything in his power to put it right !

he's definitely the parent you run to when you're struggling with anything.

be it a stuffed lovie whose threaded eye comes loose, a homework problem that just won't solve itself, some kids who might've been loud in their opinions of you being 'weird' for having 'eight dads' ... no matter what your plight may be, you always think of chan and chan is the one who always catches you in his arms when you run to him. 

when you get older, wiser, you'll look back on all the hardships you went through and realize that your dad didn't always have the answers. but he for damn sure always did what you came to him for: he held you through the storm and reassured you that everything would be okay.

to his endless credit he put your struggles to rest to the best of his abilities. if he couldn't omit them completely, he'd shoulder the burden for you.

you never have to worry about anything when you're with him <//3

"Dad has it all taken care of, okay? / Daddy will do it. / Dad's got you, it's okay." are some of his most common sayings & I can imagine it never fails to make you feel safe.

"Come here baby, give us a cuddle . . . Mm, you know appa loves you right? . . . Yeah. To the moon and beyond, my little koala bear."

민호 | minho

the “tough love” parent, but so present and so nurturing and adores you to bits. 

nags and pinches and sucks his teeth at you when you're being stubborn but he's literally where you get it from?? 😭

tbh i feel he'd be kinda proud when you show that fiery side of you; he's raising/raised you to be strong and self-assured. so granted when he sees those little parts — parts of him shining through — it gets caught in his eyes and bunny tooth smile.

doesn’t appreciate sass being directed at him but he will preen like a proud cockatoo if and when you put someone in their place. and he's right there to back you up every time !!

"yes mhm mhm that's right that's my kid."

he's strict, the 'scary one', the un-advocate for teenage dirtbag shenanigans or bratty behavior. he's firm with scoldings and punishments and once his foot is put down it is put down ... and he means well. 🥹

and like most parents, that doesn't mean he always knows what's best for you. despite always wanting and advocating for your success and happiness, he never ever means to hurt you. 

so if you become visibly distraught because of him – whether he scolds you too harshly or his teasing caught you at a bad time – he gets a little shaken and needs to be comforted by his loves. 🥹 channie and hannie are the best at this so it's not unusual to be tended to by your other parents while these two are at minho's side, but also vice versa.

tho once both parties have calmed down and you all come full circle, exchanging apologies and clearing the air? minho? he will do anything to make you feel better.

he's not leaving you alone until you're giving him that sweet smile he adores sm. (im sobbing i love mama minho) which means generous servings of your favorite dishes made fresh with love & bear hugs galore.

calls you his one and only, pudding cup, and aegyo versions / nicknames of your name.

brings you slices of fruit as an act of care but also as an apology when it comes down to it. stereotypical asian mother. (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

100% records everything. and i mean EVERY👏🏼THINGGGG — is the catalyst for why you have stacks up on stacks of baby pictures and videos. ᡣ𐭩

lovesss to cuddle with you and have you sit close by. it's soothing to him to know you're near and in sight. if you guys sit next to each other on the couch he's pulling you into his side / to lay on his lap where he will proceed to give you head scritches. like you a cat or sum 💀 he's a cat dad what can I say.

speaking of cooking lino is alwayssss cooking for you !! it's his love language: cooking (acts of service/gift giving) & quality time. the bestest part is if any of your other parents try to sneak a taste they taste lino's wrath instead.

"THAT'S FOR YNNIE, YOU OGRES. SHOO, GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN. 🤬😤"

(and because lino is actually a huge teddy bear and the whole tough guy thing is just a facade, he spares a taste here and there for his mopey soulmates. but he's rolling his eyes as he does it. he loves them more than words will say).

you guys cuddle with the cats while watching movies — soondoongdori all adopted you too when you came into their lives & they been chillin ever since.

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also so playful and protective pls. like y'all will be out shopping for groceries or sumn & you'll be minding your own business in its entirety and this mf will just yank you into his side so "you don't stowaway on him", or chase you with cutlery from the kitchen when you're the one being playful.

speaking of protective ... please don't let this man be called into a school office on account of bullying GOD FORBID it be that 💀 NO man is leaving unscathed.

he'll have you tucked protectively into his side, gingerly stroking your shoulder all whilst he's instilling the fear of God into some poor kid's parent(s) (#DESERVED 😤💯💥):

"You come near them again, there'll be hell to pay. Do you understand me? This WILL not happen again." "If I'm contacted on account of my child being mistreated and all of you oafs are sitting on your asses instead of fixing the situation, I pray you have the brain capacity of holding some semblance of the law under your belt, because you'll be needing it."

. . . yeah man he becomes a complete mama bear if anyone else tries to come for you lmfao he won't HESITATE BETCH 🗣 he'll jack someone(s) all the way up for you, no hesitation.

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he has a hard time saying the words ‘i love you’ sometimes but it's so evident in how he treats you and the way he gazes at you so fondly — the way he cooks you your favorite meals and feeds you and cuddles with you when you're sick and pets your head like a kitten. 

not afraid to throw down for you. does not give a singular frick, disrespectfully. he’s your ride or die fr 🤞🏼 y’all too locked in to lock out. he might be the bad cop parent but he's ALSO the guard dog parent — just say the word and he is SPRINTING to you 💨💨 it's all hands on deck and they all belong to lino.

even when you're capable of defending/standing up for yourself (as you should 💅🏼) you can always count on one lee mf minho to leap across a table with no reservations in defense of your honor.

you’re his child — he can and will uninstall nations for you and you’d do the same for him.

“Y/nnieeee, come eat! I made your favorite~”

창빈 | changbin

your protector, thru and thru.

beefcake pt. 2 he always picks you up, carries you, cradles you, all the way from when you're a baby until well down the line. you'll never be too big for him to hold. 

seo "i'm gonna be SO good at hugging" changbin who is always working out/exercising and teaches you the importance of physical health !! probably uses you as lifting weights too. he revels in your happy little squeals and giggles.

"Babin's so strong, right honey? Your Babin is the strongest in the whole world, right?"

(ʙᴀʙɪɴ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ʟɪʟ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ !! ᴀ ᴍɪx ᴏғ "ʙᴀʙᴀ" ᴀɴᴅ "ʙɪɴ" 😭💕 ɪ'ᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏsᴛ ʀᴇғᴇʀʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀs "ʙᴀʙᴀ" ᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ғɪᴛs sᴏ ᴡᴇʟʟʟʟ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅs ᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴀᴅ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ɪ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ "ʙᴀʙᴀ." ᴄʜᴀɴɢʙɪɴ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙᴀʙᴀ ᴄᴏᴅᴇᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ sᴍ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ. @ɪᴛᴢsᴀɴᴀ-ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢᴍᴇɴᴏᴡ <- ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴍʏ ʙᴀɴᴀɴᴀ ᴘᴜᴅᴅɪɴ' <𝟹)

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in turn, he is also one who makes sure you get all your food groups and necessary physical activity in.

^tho this doesn't apply to those who have anatomical conditions that may restrict their bodily movements!! (🫶🏼 y'all are awesome chilling just the way you are) if you're in a wheelchair or can't stay standing for long bouts of time or anything of the sort, binnie especially loves to carry you around and post you up all nice and comfy wherever you please. but he does that anyway :') your wish is his command 💕

he's got a fuse as short as he is & the stubborn strength of a boulder. he's the dad that will stay at the kitchen table to help you eat your veggies/fruits. he doesn't force you if you have allergies/sensory issues of course, that goes unsaid, but if you're just refusing to be stubborn he is staring you down and using his Dad Voice.

not his binnie voice, not his dwaekki/aegyo ad-libs, but his Dad Voice. once that breaks out, complete with a stern glare and his beefy arms crossed across his boobs chest, i highly suggest you LOCK IN BRO HE AIN'T PLAYING WITH YOU??

ah binnie. he's loud by default but he never shouts at you when you're in trouble. parenthood has changed him for the better (like he wasn't already the best) - he doesn't believe that shouting = correctional discipline in the serious sense, anyway - but his way of disciplining you when you know you do a wrong makes you wanna shrivel up anyways so it's just as effective. <//3

fret not, though. he always reassures you after scoldings and aims to clear up any misunderstandings if you guys do have as such. he never lets you go to bed angry. ❤️‍🩹 and he apologizes if he knows he's in the wrong too !! emotionally mature king.

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if you've got allergies of any kind don't worry ur pretty lil head HE'S IN THERE LIKE SWIMWEAR 🗣 he will spend hours, days, weeks and months and years researching ynnie diet-friendly alternatives to adjust to your needs while still ensuring you're the healthiest you can be !!

and once he finds something he collabs with mama minho to throw down in the kitchen and cook it up all nice and pretty on a silver platter ! 😌

once he tried to do it himself and nearly burned down the kitchen... as well as the backyard veranda trying to put it out. but it's the effort that matters ! his heart's in the right place.

healthy and happy is his self-appointed duty. not just physically but emotionally too — he’s your big ol’ safety blanket.

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when you were little he'd put on a blanket and chase you around with his arms up high and playfully growling like a big ole grizzly bear and when he caught up to you , he'd scoop you up in his arms and blow raspberry kisses all over your face + smother you in snuggles.

you guys have fallen asleep numerous times after such exciting adventures and cuddled up together in fuzzy warmth :((

same as when you woke up crying in the night. if he got to you before your other parents, he'd rush over and gently scoop you up into his arms, shushing and cooing under his breath to hug and cradle you back to sleep <////3 no matter how exhausted he was, no matter if he was in the middle of a fantastic dream — you always come first. with his messy hair + puffy face + voice groggy with sleep and all.

when you're at a stage going through the motions ... we all know how stressful life is and how roughly it can get you down. even the strongest towers crack and fall, he especially knows how stressful it is. he's been there.

his heart shatters if he ever finds you crying alone. so the moment your tired frame and sunken eyes meet his, he's holding his arms out and you're sinking into his embrace and he's holding you like you'll disappear if he lets go. he certainly won't.

the moment you need him you're in his arms and he's holding you like he'll never let go. he's warm, soft, smells nice and both strong and squishy - the best of all worlds.

"Aigooo my little bean bun, what's wrong ? Shhh-shh ... there we go. There there, let it out~ No need to cry, my love. Babin's here, see? ... My sweetheart, I will always be here. 🥺"

those are the best times when you tend to feel safest. in your babin's arms.

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and while he's the biggest baby in existence don't misunderstand he is intimidating ASFFFFFF. i rue the day he spots an inkling of tears in your pretty eyes BUT NOT JUST ANY TEARS ... but non - happy tears that SOMEONE is responsible for putting there.

you thought lino was bad ? oof. lemme tell y'all about my friend seo changbin. 😮‍💨

scares off any and all potential bullies + fake friends + especially any creeps that eye you up a little too closely 🤨. nobody's even thinking of touching you when your babin's near. your own personal guard dog !!

(& it just makes you wanna giggle bc only you and your family knows how much of a goofy softie he really is in private 🤭)

your childhood friends were probably scared of him a little whenever they came over to visit but then he disarms them with his silliness and his sweet smile and dwaekki noises and probably impresses them by using them as lifting weights too and lo & behold you're the coolest kid on the block with one of [and all of] the coolest parents ever 😎 slay.

gift-giving , quality time & physical affection. ❤‍🔥

gives the BESTEST presents 🎁. i'm talking birthdays, holidays, special events. he's definitely that parent who takes his child out on 'dates' in order to show them to never settle for less and what they should expect from a potential partner !! & if u don't swing that way (romantic relationship-wise) it works just as well for what you should look for and expect in the people you'll have for life. found family 2.0. healthy relationships all the wayyyyy.

speaking of which binnie is BIG on reassuring you and building your self-confidence affirmations and compliments and hyping you up !! that's him !! that is he !! (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)°ᡣ𐭩 . ° . !!

you can always count on him to quell and squash any insecurities because he always reassures you on how wonderful you are :(( no sad y'nnies on his watch !! >:(

it's because of him that you can carry yourself with strength and wisdom and confidence. remember him every time you cat walk, every time you cuddle something fuzzy and pink, and every time you hear loud sounds akin to a cruise horn. 😌 (/lh + /playful) ᡣ𐭩

"YOOOOOHH, Yn-ahhh!! Come watch Babin bench press your old man!! I finally got the squat stance down! 😈" "YAH SEO CHANGBIN!!! 😫" (Bang Chan, in fear for his life, because his Binnie really has him ten toes off the ground he has no business being up there why does this happen why).

현진 | hyunjin

soooo so loving and wonderful :(( my dumpling twin :(( he mothers he fathers he wine aunties HE DOES IT ALL

another one who fits into the mama stereotype !! he puts flowers in his hair and offers to put them in yours too, paints out on the veranda bathed in sunlight and morning dew, tends to his little garden with lix and lino and always looks the most serene when he's got you, his precious little flower, in his arms.

his precious little flower. his pocket dancer. his beloved. his masterpiece, his little majesty, his absolute pride & joy.

when you were younger he definitely had you hanging off his hip all the time ... i mean c'mon it suits him; whether he was the perfect picture of a black panther decked out in one of his sleek versace getups complete with shades and a sassy expression,

or resembled the closest thing to a "fairy prince" as one could get with fuzzy sweaters and aprons with floral stitch work and cute sanrio barrettes dotting the wisps of his hair , dumpling smile on full display , it was always complete with a precious baby - his precious baby , held in the cradle of his arm.

especially when he was in his art studio !! he'd even had your own little area set up where you guys would paint side by side :')

tho after one such incident of you snatching up one of his paint brushes from his paint water and putting it in your mouth despite the long since invested in child-friendly non-toxic paints and colors and thereby causing hyunjin to die and live 5 lifetimes in the span of two seconds , he's a lot more careful about where you go in his art studio.

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speaking of fashion , you are hyunjin's little doll :( u both have matching shades & getups no child of his is gone be caught lackin'. he gotchu covered fr 😤🤞🏼

tho we are both well aware that people grow up and develop their personal sense of style. natural part of growing, yes?

but. trustttt & believeeeee that you're getting MAJOR side eye if he catches u tryna go out in public in your 'nobody i know will see me in this' fits. how could someone he helped raise become something that dares to dress themselves in the rags and tatters and like it?? (/lhj)

sometimes you probably do it on purpose to mess w/ him let's be real. his reactions are absolute gold.

despite his affronted gasps and hisses and harrumphs from off to the side while you're rocking it in your baggy hoodies + sweats + size-too-big wrinkly tees , he leaves you be in peace ... for the most part. 🥴

he's got enough fashion for the both of you , as he says. (pls he's so aggravating i cannot) but let it be known HE ONLY REACTS LIKE THAT IF YOU'RE TRYNA GO OUT like that. when y'all are at home , both of y'all are dressed to the nines ! . . . in rags and tatters 😇.

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the emotional parent 🫠 cries every time you reach milestones in your life. i'm talkin' shiny diamond tears brimming his eyes + a hand raised covering his wobbling lips and if he's offered a tissue , he's blowing into it not unlike an elephant's trunk. ilhsm pls

it adds to the ~dramatic flair~ and yea it may be a little embarrassing at times - especially if the drama llama catches the attention of onlookers - but when he's gazing at you in wonder , like you're a gift from the stars & murmuring "i'm so proud of you"s into your ear through his tears , how could you truly feel anything aside from the glow in your chest ?

(we love a man who shows his emotions 🙌🏼💖)

he may be the softest person in existence for you. he may hold you in the gummy nucleus of his heart and cradle it like fine china, he may do all those things !! but just like his soulmates - he doesn't tolerate bad behavior & enforces rules and consequences accordingly.

tho in any case . . . all it takes is one venomous look from him and you're getting your shit gathered , locking tf in. 😭🙏🏼 he don't play that mess. those eyes do more than judge and sparkle , baby. you wanna get testy with him ? he doesn't gotta play the game, he invented it. so yeah. try him. (I suggest you don't).

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when you're lounging in your bed or on the couch or a duvet (because you CAN'T tell me he doesn't have one or multiple dotted throughout the house for him to throw himself on for exquisite 🤌🏼✨ dramatic flair YOU CAN'T) — he makes sure you're close by and, if u're not, he wails out for you like a damsel in distress and it's muscle memory at this point for you to have a moist towelettes on hand because he will be needing it for something.

you're his baby & therefore his accomplice, he needs to have a spectacle every so often or else he'll die. & yes you need to be there!!? don't question your jinni!! (/hj + /aff)

hyunjin trusts you and often asks for your opinion on his paintings or when he's developing a new choreography !! your favorite memories are from when he'd dance for and with you in his studio , the both of you in a world of your own full of bubbly smiles and laughter and warm, warm hugs.

he ofc painted your room , and anytime you want an update he is all over it !! he has an eye for style and is a true artist at heart; give him your request , any to all details and he is a man on a mission to give you your dream room.

he may call you his little muse but honestly, it's hyunjin who slipped on your rose-colored lenses. like him and because of him , you have an eye for the artistic things in life.

the little things like flowers sprouting out of the cracks in the concrete during a casual stroll or the intricacies of architectural history underneath the weariness of time when you spot a worn-down building — you garner the habit of being able to find the beauty in things most people wouldn't.

y'all know that saying '' one taught me patience , one taught me pain , one taught me beauty '' ?

hyune taught you all of them & the swirling coexistence of each element. he taught you just how beautiful it is and how far you can go in life with discovering the bounds (or lack thereof) of your spirit and how , at the end of the day , it really is how you see it.

"No matter where you go, you'll always come back to us, right? . . . Oh honey, I will always be here for you, no matter where you go."

지성 | jisung

perches you on his lap when he's working in his personal studio !! whenever you wanna play with the buttons (he makes sure to lock the keyboard so you can go to town and not risk messing up any progress) or have you sing into the mics and play it back with funny voice modifiers !!

but ofc little you be cookingggg you get your chubby little hands on those spinners & beat makers and ACTUALLY create some sounds that catches ji's attention bc "hollup hollup that sounded like the melody to a worldwide groundbreaking track run it back"

(even tho u were legit just slapping your hands up and down like the happy kid you were. he bows in reverence of your expertise & you're just posted up in the studio chair like. 😃😄 your appa is so silly).

he has so many nicknames for you it's actually a mf joke. literally calls you every endearment under the sun 😭 it's how he channels his affection for you !!

baby, honey, pumpkin, poppet, munchkin, chubby cheeks, joey (the offspring term for quokkas [and other marsupials but i digress]) <//3 I mean there's a new one every other so often but these circulate enough to be dubbed his 'mains.'

he's actually so goofy like SO SO GOOFY he's your personal laughing button !! & there's nothing more that he revels in than your laughter so trust he's always exaggerating whenever he wants to get a reaction out of you.

it was absolute heaven when you were a little one but as you grow into your teens/adulthood & you go through that lovely little period of puberty you like to tease him sometimes and. don't even spare him a glance.

he always always expects you to laugh at his jokes so when he cracks one and whips his head around to look at you cheesin' like "😃😄😃" and is met with dead silence . . . he is so. viscerally anguished. he is confusion. he's clutching his pearls and falling to his knees like the tragedy of a Roman god. "😨😰😫😵⁉"

like he is FIGHTING for his LIFE. YOU'RE SO HARD TO IMPRESS NOW!!! HAVE SOME MERCY ON YOUR APPA!!!! 😭

like he's such a dad who gets so desperate for a reaction from you it's almost pathetic ☠️ he's going through withdrawals. he's frothing at the mouth. he's dang near crawling at your feet while you gaze down at him with the judgy side eye that you undoubtedly inherited from hyunjin.

"You could at least pretend to laugh, Ynnie. 💔 Ever heard of respecting the elderly, FOR THEY are your future?"

"Buy my silence, you rich old goat. If youth is wasted on the young, then I'd say you've nothing to worry about."

"OH?? 😲 OMO 🫨🤬 WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT?! RESPECT YOUR FATHER!! 😫😭💔" (he literally started it pls)

he can't stand to see his baby grow up y'all that's all :')

aaaand because he's a professional comedian & moodmaker, that ofc means his elite sense of humor and vitamin effect rubbed off on you. not to say you're not alr a joy, it's just that in other words : nobody is safe when you two are together. especially when you develop that snarky sense of dry/dark humor from irino and use it as collateral damage. he adores you to bits. a #smittendad, if I may.

you're like a mini minho, or a mirror of mama hyune - you can't help being a little sassy towards appa jiji because he plays along so well and mostly ends up just spoiling you because all he sees is a baby version of his two yeobos & it's literally the cutest thing to him.

you may tease your fifth old man but you're arguably the softest w/ him too. he protects you so so much. always making claims of how he'll be around even when you're over 90 years old, nagging lino to cook you seaweed soup or giving you contraband (like cookies, candy, an extra fanta, some cheesecake, etc) when nobody's looking, to be there to rock you on his lap to sleep and sing you self-written lullabies. to be there to hug you to his side and skip next to you on the sidewalks and always jumping over the cracks because "we can't break daddy channie's back, baby! one, two, hoyjaaah!"

coming into your room to wake you up with kisses to your cheeks and whispering softly while cooing at your bedhead & making little jokes here and there to ensure your day would start with a smile.

release me, he's so sweet and so loving and you can just tell you're his whole heart :((

words of affirmation, quality time & physical touch !! 🛸

curated a whole album of songs - exclusively made for you - that he gifted to you on your 18th birthday. he had some of your favorite artists featured on there and nearly every track has some twined auditory memorabilia !! you recognized your child-self giggles mixing with his on the backing track of one specific song and it was such a throwback you teared up a little bit. or a lot. depending on how you feel !! no shame in bawling your eyes out (like jisung).

you're his one and only, his first and foremost. his reason for being. he may be silly and lighthearted but he is a long-lived individual who is entirely capable of the deeper, introspective parts of life. through it all he is undoubtedly a huge emotional support for you. you could never be wrong in his eyes - not to excuse you doing wrong, he knows you're not perfect. nobody is - but you could never be wrong.

to him, you're as close to perfect as it can get.

"Ynnie, my baby-baby. Appa loves you so so much, you know that right? Even if I was an alien from another planet and had a different kid, I'd steal a spaceship to come and find you."

필릭스 | felix

the perfect blend of mama stereotype and father stereotype, but in all seriousness, he's a grandpa. /j

nah fr tho. he's so soft and versatile he's a residential floater when it comes to the parental status !! but he's just as loving and affectionate with you either way so it doesn't rly matter :))

such a cuddle bug. as we've been knowing. if you ever want cuddles or a hug or any kind of physical reassurance, lixie is right there with open arms and a bright smile. he ofc respects your space when you need & want it but he shows his love and affection a majority of the time thru positive physical gestures.

this is so so important to me but I feel in my heart that lix plays an integral part in helping you differentiate positive from negative touch. if u're not one for skinship then that's absolutely fine - it helps, even !! - but it's bc of him that you .. like, you are adept in realizing a good touch from bad touch. there are a lotta fake hoes out there only after one thing, there are wolves who are trying hard at keeping up appearances. i'm just sayin'.

& if people don't get a first hint, well. he didn't pass down the fruition of his 63 medals in taekwondo for nothing.

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when you was a baby he was biiig on the kangaroo care concept! cradling you to his chest, his small hands hardly outshining your own tiny torso :( rubbing soft circles with his thumb and sliding his palm soothingly up and down your soft chonky back. his eyes absolutely sparkle every time he looks at you, brimming with affection, fondness & pride. maybe a bit of wonder.

he'd stand and sway gently in your nursery/bedroom, bathed in gentle sunlight and humming steadily in that low register of his, present and nurturing and so full of adoring love for you. he'd lay with you in your crib - and when you came of age, your bed - and you guys would nap and snuggle the day away without a care in the world. he'd make cute little noises and just do.. tiny little gestures that never failed to put a smile on your face. & in turn that'd make him smile too !!

and when you're older and are just off, doing your own thing around the house, he'll be magnetized to you and just ... come sit/lay/cuddle near you to stroke your head, play with your hair, gently scratch at your arm or back. like he just finds comfort in you and loves you sm :(( sometimes no words are exchanged, just gentle glances and even gentler gestures. all the tenderness that only a loving parent could have for their child.

in terms of scolding, I imagine he's ... not the bestest at it ='] mostly due in part to his tender heart and sensitive nature, he just can't find it in him to scold you too harshly if you're being especially stubborn & when it comes to punishments he leaves it up to the others for the most part but, in all honesty, it does not mean he's incapable of disciplining you at all.

that deep voice sternly calling out your name in reproval and his sharp regard, eyebrow raised and lips set into a firm line, disapproval marring his expression pins you to the spot every time. and. girl.

if you got your softest, fluffiest parent being the one scolding you NO YOU DON'T MATE PLEASE LOCK IN IT ISN'T WORTH IT??? he may be a softie but he ain't no pushover 😮‍💨 watch yourself.

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BAKES FOR YOU !!! we all saw this coming. (*´ω｀*) the sweetest most delicious treats in the entire world !!!!! cookies, brownieeesss, cupcakes, bundts, muffins, sweet bread, whatever your heart desires he's making it all! when you come home from school & he's not already greeting you in the kitchen, there's a small wicker basket - custom made especially for you - that he diligently keeps filled with yummy homemade baked goods for you to enjoy :(

+ & if you're not a big fan of sweets he will absolutely bake you any other yummy treats you'd want to try instead!! umami, savory, salty - he's particularly adept. all you gotta do is ask and he is hightailing it to the kitchen to whip his little chocolate chip whatsoever their heart desires.

nothing can compare to your fifi's baking & that's a hill you (along with many others) are willing to die on. they're almost as sweet as he is =") !!

he is ... so so gentle with you? like, devastatingly so. he's the most open with his affection for you and constantly shows it, primarily via positive physical touch (hugs and cuddles, kisses, massages, playing with your hair or simply rubbing your head if you don't have any/it's too short/u just don't want your hair to be played with 😭) but he shows it in other ways too.

a lot like minho, he displays it through ✨food✨ but also through quality time & verbal reassurances. no matter what he will always have you feeling appreciated & adored, because you really, really are.

used to hold you in his lap while he played video games. and when you outgrew that (if you ever did), he cuddles you between his legs or vice versa. & sometimes y'all game together !!

he had a thing where when you were a toddler, he'd let you hold the remote and lay his hands over yours, guiding your chubby little fingers as you 'played' and cheer you on with the sweetest words of encouragement & celebrate like it's the Superbowl when you'd 'win.'

... and he still does that to this day. undoubtedly, his heart shines with a deep sense of pride when you take the controls & actually do win, but if you're not as an adept player as he, it's a trip down nostalgia lane as he encases your hands in his smaller ones and flits his fingers across the buttons with timeless skill, his chin resting on your head / shoulder & planting soft kisses on your face and hairline with a big ol' smile. ( ◜‿◝ )♡

he just. adores you endlessly. he really loves you and it's unshakeable in its promise.

"C'mon, Babycakes, I baked your favorite! Say 'ahhh . . .'"

승민 | seungmin

he sings to you, always.

bye I'm sorry that's the foremost thing that I say but !! our silver vocalist king !! of course he serenades his child. 🥺

his favorite pastime is to hold you close, whether by his side or in his lap, and sing softly to you.

acts of service & quality time. 🩵

he doesn't shy away from physical touch (see exhibit a), he simply exhibits his love & affection for you in foremost ways above the others !! he's a very clean person so he was - and is - always cleaning up for you. but in the small ways !! he obviously implements the important basic life skills of being cleanly & organized very early on and made a game out of cleaning when you were little.

but as you grow older, I mean. sometimes u just don't have the time for it, and he gets it. so he's gotcha covered.

he'll do your laundry & always keeps your favorite laundry soap scents in full stock (and he always puts a little extra fabric softener in there). if you're okay with it and if it is messy, he'll clean up your room, fix your bed up, organize your things and just ... is really good in crafting a clean, open space for you to breathe. yo shyt could be the cleanest most spic-n-span-est shyt in the world but there's just something about the Seungtouch™ that'll do it every time.

teaches you baseball. I don't make the rules in this gang shit, I just enforce 'em. ┐( ˘_˘)┌

if you can't/don't want to indulge in the more physical aspects of it, he's yappin' allll about the sport to you in layman's terms. when you were little he gaslit himself into thinking you were genuinely interested + invested in what he was saying likeeeee.

you had no chance. he'd cornered you while you were in your high chair. he's sneaky, pulling out handheld erase boards while spending time with you in your playpen to illustrate playoffs and compare historical records between his favorite teams. he's even taken you to several games !!! ⚾

he just wants to share one of his favorite things with his baby, okay? :((

(and if you show genuine interest he's the happiest dada in the world. if you dare to use proper baseball lingo, you absolute dog, he will be cheesing so so hard. his paternal pride is riding at an all-time high. life is peak and it can only get higher).

this mf is so weird y'all will go outside to play on an actual field and he will get on all fours and chase you all the way around the diamond 'til you reach home base. then once you do he'll either a) act like he ain't traumatized you within an inch of your life, straighten up and cheer on your success or b) start growling and chuffing and barking like a REAL 👏🏼 MF 👏🏼 DOG 👏🏼 and keep chasing you.

(he showers you in praise either way so u are, indeed, the real winner here 😼 your second-youngest parent is just an oddball).

the parent that's exquisite in helping you with academics !! I wanna be funny & say he's the parent that scolds you over math questions at the kitchen table and stays with you until you get it correct but, he's too patient for that. seungmo is very smart, we all know this, but I don't think he'd implement that standard childhood homework trauma within you.

he's patient, he's thorough, he doesn't make you feel like a dunce and he encourages you to ask questions. he doesn't think you're dumb and he'll shut down any potential negative self-talk. he's the main one you go to for help with scholastic matters bc every time you do, no matter what subject it covers, the assignments that had seungmin's influence receive notably high marks.

he'd be proud of you no matter what :') high marks, low marks, middleman marks - as long as you tried your best, that's all that matters.

pets your head, smooths his large hand down your back - warm and comforting - and gives you that puppy - esque smile you know so well.

"Y/nnie did good today. Mm? Even just breathing, my little diamond did good today."

(Y'ALL I GOT THE NN DIAMOND FROM THE BASEBALL THING!! IT'S A BASEBALL REFERENCE!!!! BE PROUD OF ME!!! 😭 MY HEART ACHESSSSSS MONGMONGIE CALLING HIS CHILD HIS "DIAMOND" I WILL KEEL MYSELF OVER RIGHT THIS INSTANT)

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but ehehe, JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE HIS BABY DON'T MEAN YOU'RE FREE OR SAFE FROM HIS SAVAGENESS PLEASEEEEE YOU WILL BE CATCHING STRAYS 💀

teased you once by saying they adopted you from some grizzly bears in the forest and you cried snot and ended up running away to the local park close to y'all's house - whether that was because you were distraught or because you ventured off to try and find your so-called fuzzy family or heck. both? that's a story for another day -

and this man was the main one panicking trying to find you. it was truly a sight: the calm, collected, cool as a mf cucumber kim seungmin becoming a feral disheveled mess because his child is GONE—

(you were less than 30 feet away but I honestly get it)

—he was screaming, crying, throwing up, falling against the walls, ripping at his hair - the works. hell, your other parents (who had all been previously scolding him for his advanced teasing on your young impressionable mind) ended up comforting him instead lmaoo

while they were honestly freaking tf out - not just at your disappearance (if they had peeked out a window they would've been able to see your little bobbing head, hear the little cinnamoroll bell keychain on your pack-pack 🤦 men.) but at such a state of seungmin - it just made a dire situation simultaneously chaotically comical & just that more dire.

he fell to his knees and wept when they got you back again and refused to let go of you for nearly an hour straight.

despite after nearly being torn to shredssss with how much he got scolded by your other parents, namely by the entire hyung line, he was more concerned with you and was himself torn between scolding you and coddling you so it was just this chaotic heart wrenching mix of both 💀.

(chan bc he's daddy [/ns], lino bc he's mommy [/ns], binbin bc that's his designated hyung & hyunjin bc "what do you even know?" + he must correct puppy's behavior. idk it just fits).

you didn't sleep with anybody but him that night and he spent the better portion of the rest of that month practically grovelling at your feet in apology. he quite literally was at your beck and call, spoiling you rotten as if u aren't already smh out of pure guilt, he had to be restrained by your other parents lmfaoaoooo.

but it simply served as a segue for him to reiterate how much you really mean to him. no matter how much he may lightheartedly tease you, no matter how many jokes he may make, he adores you so much it aches so please understand Appa and never go away. especially like that, ever again. okay??

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he is not someone you want to be scolded by. I mean I doubt you'd ever want to be scolded by any of them but seungmo is a whole 'nother ballgame. (y'all see what I did there? *wheeze, knee slap, chokes*) just, that's it.

but he's ALSO ... another safe base for when you're mopin'. he is wonderful with his words & very intelligent, he's more than able to craft it in such a way that they touch right down to your heart and head so that his reassurances stick with you for a long while.

and sometimes you don't need nor want words so he will just ... be there. he's your rock pt ii. seungmin may appear demulcent on the outside but he is unyielding in his ways and not easily shaken. that's most in part why you know you can rant to him, scream and holler and cry and heck - maybe even throw some things around.

he'll sit there and let you get it all out, unperturbed, simply watching you with an unreadable - yet not unkind - expression. patiently waiting for the storm to pass and the inevitable drizzle to take over; and when that happens he's pulling you close with your permission, grasping your hand in his, stroking his thumb across your knuckles and murmuring loving soothsaying into your ears.

don't get me wrong, he won't lie to you - dare I say he's the most logic-minded one amongst all your parents - if you're in a pickle involving other parties he's psychoanalyzing their behaviors solely based on what you've told him & letting u know what's good. and if you're in the wrong in any way, he'll (gently) shine a light on it too. but he says it in a way that doesn't really make you feel bad. just an incentive to do better next time =]

if you want advice, he'll give it. if you don't, he won't say anything. he's very good at just ... being there.

a constant presence by your side, as natural and essential as air itself.

"Hand me my guitar, coffee bean. Come and sing with Appa, hm? Appa will sing a beautiful song for his aegi . . . wha-? No, not Yeni. You're my aegi."

정인 | jeongin

a healthy mix between chill parent and helicopter parent, but in all honesty, he's actually your Busan-ian grandmother.

because he knows the frustrations of being babied and coddled , he's a little more willing to give you freedom. but in the sense that he doesn't really straight up baby you and treats you accordingly & respects you as an individual !!

from this, you get a sense of independence when it comes to developing your social skills and introspection - yeni's perspective would allow you to see you outside yourself and present you in a way that you want to. he also reassures you when you're unsure of things and you can def count on him to softly go "aigooo~" when you stumble a bit along the way. but no fretting ! cuz he'll be there to help you up, dust you off, and be there every step of the way. 🥰

you definitely love your granmama appa so so much. he's everything to you and you're everything to him oms. 🤞🏼💕

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tho he doesn't really use them often & just calls you by your name, or like lino, aegyo versions + the esteemed "ynnie" - the endearments he does call you are his cub !! because that's actually what baby foxes are called: cub , kit , pup & dearest are his main endearments for you.

(and "my son/daughter/child" in an operatic trot tone when he wants to be funny. he's a country boy. /derog)

call him old-fashioned, call him old-school, call him old man (THAT is one he will NEVER TOLERATE!!!), yeni has such a comforting and nostalgic vibe. he's stable and wise and mature and he takes care of you very well !!

on sundays he'd wake you up and bring you out to the living room where you guys would turn on the big screen tv to watch cozy dramas and eat fruits. it's your healing time with your youngest appa.

but on the topic of oLd MaN 😪🤢🫢🫨😬 ... for calling him such obscenities (his words. who do you think he is?? chan???) he USED to just tickle you into submission when you were a kid but when you're grown & he's not able to gain the upper hand as easily, he plays the victim and tries to gaslight you into feeling guilty for "assaulting the hand that feeds you."

but he's missing the key detail that he raised you. you are immune to his little tricks and teases. he's created a monster unstoppable force and, day by day, he's becoming less and less of an immovable object.

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(y'all are legit besties stop)

you truly are his lil buddy :(( he's your youngest dad and despite all his maturity and mellowness, he's still got that baby bread boyish charm ✨ lino has an especially hefty collection of you two together when you were a baby/toddler and yeni was always all over you.

smiling and cooing at you while you were perched in your car seat during car rides, burping you after feedings, bouncing you gently up and down in his lap while making cute silly lil noises to hear your bubbly laughter, and ofc, singing his all-famous trot.

gift-giving & words of affirmation. 🎀

tho he's not big on pda or just too much affection in general, he shows his love and affection for you in different ways !! most often in the form of him spoiling you with clothes , food , snacks , fun little items that support your hobbies + interests !! no matter what it may be , he gets you the best version of that very thing. he's very observant of what you like & it's already been proven by evidence that he's among one of the best gift givers in the group !! why wouldn't he shower his child in the spoils of the latest trends and riches? (IM SO JEALOUS PLSS)

^ that doesn't mean he never shows you physical affection : he's particularly big on giving you forehead/temple kisses and always holds your hand when you guys are out in public running errands together.

i feel like y'all develop a bestie-type relationship when you're older !! of course the respect and boundaries that should be there between a father and child are there , but like ... there's not that many in the first place ?? y'all just be chilling fr. best chilling buddy. y'all are on the same wavelength of vibes and because yeni is always down for whateva concerning you, it's always a good time no matter what y'all are doing.

he's not a regular dad. he's a cool dad. /ref 🥂

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he may be easygoing but he's also a bit of a disciplinarian parent. i think that's why it's kinda scary getting scolded by him - he hardly keeps a tight rein on you and trusts you completely. you have a good head on your shoulders & even if you were in trouble, you have 8 men who will literally burn the world for you at your disposal. so you know you messed up bad if yeni gets stern and strict with you. nonetheless , he never wants to hurt or scare you ever - he just wants you to be safe.

y'all know those vids with the caption "when my bestie manager comes out of bestie mode and switches to manager mode" or something along those lines ?? yeah that's basically yeni 🥲

he's mellow most of the time but when he needs to lock in he locks in. parent #3 you definitely don't want being mad at you. it's so awkward and nauseating like 😖 it will definitely have you rethinking and regretting the thing you did in the first place.

but even then communication is key and he's a wise man who knows how to handle his shit & you're literally his kid. he goes in, makes sure the message is clearly delivered & once is all said and done, it's water down the drain.

& you immediately know y'all are good when he comes up to pat your head, smoothing down your scalp to gently squeeze at the back of your nape. it's minor but specific. a gesture that you depend on for peace.

because he's the youngest of your parents, he definitely can get a little overwhelmed and insecure sometimes. about his presence in your life. every little thing he does has the potential to influence you - it's quite literally his job to influence you. to have you grow into a capable, functioning adult navigating a world he, selfishly, wants to protect you from.

he has his moments ofc ofc, but honestly jeongin is such a mature and capable person himself, i feel there isn't much to fear at all. plus he's got seven other beautiful people backing him up so ... it's not like he's alone :'))

is he perfect? no. far from it. all of them are, really. but he has all the incentives: you're his child. and he loves you. and he tries, and makes it work, and puts you first in all aspects. it's enough. more than enough, really.

"Did you know that peeling tangerines for another person is a symbol of love? It requires attention, care, consideration . . . It usually means that whomever you peel a tangerine for, is someone you care for very much. Here, cub, take the big piece . . . Mhmm. Is it yummy? 😊 Eat deliciously, okay? Appa will peel you as many as you want."

𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 © ᴀᴇɪɴᴢᴢᴢᴋᴇᴛᴄʜᴜᴘ. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴄʀᴏss-ᴘᴏsᴛ, ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ᴘᴀsᴛᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪᴢᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ.

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𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙺𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜…𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝…

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙰 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎…𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔!!!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈𝚈˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Maddie almost fully leaped out of her spot on the bed her and her husband shared as she suddenly awoke, her eyes darting around the room before taking a deep breath, relaxing herself. 

She didn’t need to use the bathroom…

And she made sure all of the kids (+ Ozzie) were in their beds…

So why did she feel so…uneasy?

Tom broke through his sleep at the sudden movement from his wife, holding her hand as he rubbed it with his thumb gently, “Everything okay, love?” He mumbled out groggily. 

Maddie couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at her husband’s sleepy voice, giving his hand a quick kiss as she got up from the bed, “I’m fine, babe. I just…I-I just…” She trailed off.

The cop yawned, raising a brow, “Having those random feelings of uneasiness again?” 

The woman in purple pajamas nodded. 

“Gonna go check up on our kids?”

She nodded once more.

“M'kay…” The famous Donut Lord yawned, drifting back to sleep, “Just call me if you need anything…” He mumbled as he closed his eyes and snored like no tomorrow.

Maddie rolled her eyes fondly, putting on her fluffy purple robe that was hoisted on a clothing hanger as put on her house slippers, going upstairs to the attic. 

The nurse quietly made her way to the attic, her heart racing with a sort of…adrenaline as she made her way to the beds…

…Although, she didn’t know why.

First, she made her way to Tails' bed, who, was soundly sleeping peacefully underneath his blankets. Maddie kissed his forehead, adjusting his noise canceling headphones on his ears as she further tucked him in as she made her way to Sonic…

And ohhhhhh, Sonic…

The kid was basically sprawled along his bed like a used up rag-doll…

…Which, Maddie didn’t know whether to mark it off as concerning or impressive. 

Maybe both.

The adult wrapped the blue hedgehog in his favorite blanket, kissing his forehead and subtly giggling as she saw him smile in his sleep at the kiss.

Lastly, she made her Knuckles' bed…

…That was missing, well…Knuckles. 

The woman took a deep breath, taking her phone out of her robe pocket as she tried to calm herself. 

He was going to absolutely GET IT if he went out 'adventuring' again. 

Maddie could not handle another week asking random people in Green Hills of the red echidna’s whereabout’s…

…Her heart just could not take that amount of stress anymore!

And if Wade was even the SLIGHTEST bit responsible he was going to GET IT too.

The brown eyed human made her way downstairs, relief washing over her as she saw the back quills of a familiar red fellow sitting at the bottom of the stairs that led to the kitchen. 

“…Knuckles?” She quietly said. 

The echidna swiftly turned around at the woman’s words, his pupils sharpening before softening upon realizing who was behind him. 

As he met her concerned yet loving gaze, he looked away, focusing on the wooden floor as if it was the most interesting thing as of right now.

Well…at least it was just Madeline. 

Or 'Pretzel Woman' as the red themed teenager liked to call her.

It honestly could have been way worse…

…The blue themed hedgehog could have awoken instead of Maddie…

…And that would have been a whole other problem Knuckles did not have the time or patience for. 

The teenager forced himself to relax slightly, his shoulders still tense in case of anything or…anyonedeciding to…surprise him.

Because he was an echidna warrior! He simply just did not get sneaked up on. 

“Pretzel Woman.” He hummed, “I would not have expected you to be awake at such hours…” 

“I wish I could say the same for you, sweetheart…” The 'Pretzel Woman' in question chuckled lightly, coming down and sitting on the stair the small teen was stifly sitting on, “What are you doing up, love?”

“I am keeping watch.” Knuckles stated simply, his seating spot remaining on the steps but his eyes darting in every which way around the house, seeming to look for a nonexistent threat. 

Or grapes. Those he will always look out for.

“Did…I wake you?” His violet eyes morphing into one of guilt, “I am sorry if that is the case…I tried to be as silent as possible whilst scouting this evening.” 

“No no! Not at all.” Maddie quickly assured, “I-I just…had a certain…feeling to get up, y'know?” 

But Knuckles did not know, only quietly nodding his head as he tried to make sense of what the chocolate eyed human was stating, “…I see.” He hummed once more, now looking up as he peered on the outside door, his eye ridges creasing together. 

Maddie fiddled with her fingers anxiously, not appreciating the sudden silence as she tried to collect her thoughts to think of what to say next.

Because, truth be told…Knuckles has been doing this…'guarding' business ever since he came to live in Green Hills. 

And it was somewhat nice the first week…

A tad bit jarring the second week…

But now it was the third week. 

And Maddie cannot recall one time she has seen Knuckles shut his eyes for more than a second.

“You are distressed.” The short teenager concluded bluntly, observing Maddie’s facial expression and body language, “Are you perhaps…cold?” 

The woman let a small smile strech to her features at that, “I’m not cold, sweetheart. But thank you for your concern.” She said gently, resting her hand on the teenager’s shoulder but drawing it back as the teeanger in question stifened further at the sudden contact. 

“But…I am worried.” The purple cladded woman stated, well…worriedly as she put her hands on her lap. 

The fifteen year old’s eye ridges knitted together in slight confusion, letting out a small: “Oh.” 

He looked up at her, “Why is that?”

The nurse started, “You’ve been staying up—”

“Scouting.” Knuckles politely corrected.

“—scouting…” She corrected herself, “…for three weeks straight, Knux. Aren’t you tired?”

“No.” The violet eyed teen uttered, “An echidna warrior is only tired when they need be. Which, I am not.” He stated, ironically burying back a small yawn that was bubbling in his throat.

Which, did not go unnoticed by Maddie. 

“Everyone gets tired eventually…” The human said, “It’s not healthy to just…skip sleep, hun. It’s not good for you.” 

“Only I know what is good and what is not good for me, Pretzel Woman.” The red echidna huffed, completely brushing off the other’s concern, “I will sleep when my duty is done.”

“Your…'duty?'” Maddie repeated.

Knuckles nodded, putting his right fist on his chest as he spoke, “I have promised you, the Lord of the Donuts, the loud hedgehog and the anxious fox to guard the Master Emerald, yes?”

“Well, yes, but—”

“And I have also promised to protect you all.” He announced proudly and matter-of-factly, “A protector never rests.” 

“Hun…I think we’ve proven we’re more than capable at protecting ourselves.” The human lightly joked as she almost immediately regretted her statement and tone as she saw the teen’s expression shift from proud to…distress. 

And there it is...

…You have such a wonderful way of words, Madeline…

…SUCH a wonderful way with words…

A flash of hurt made their way through Knuckles' eyes, though, he tried to hide it as we looked away, glaring at the floor slightly he hugged himself, which made the human feel even more guilty, “…I…I am aware of that fact.”

And immediately the adult started to backtrack at the teenager’s now almost distraught and downtrodden expression, “I-It’s not that we don’t appreciate it— appreciate you, love. I just don’t want you collapsing randomly one day because you’re staying up every single night keeping watch of us and the house.”

“I do not collapse.” The kid said in an almost defensive-like tone, “And when I eventually will, I would gladly do so knowing I have protected you all to the fullest.” 

And right then and there Maddie could have sworn she felt her heart stop at that, feeling the smallest twinge of lightheadedness as she curled her fingers, forming fists on her lap. 

“No!” The human shouted, lowering her voice as she realized she yelled a tad bit too loudly, making Knuckles flinch slightly at the sudden exclamation, “No no no! Knuckles, where is this coming from?!” 

The nurse pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to stay calm but found it really difficult due to the fact one of her kids openly stated he would be fine literally DYING if it meant he would fulfill his 'duty', “I don’t want you staying up guarding, scouting— whatever you call it! I just don’t want you doing any of those things!” 

The echidna’s face morphed to a frown, “But—“

“No, Knux…” Maddie said, her tone leaving no room for argument…

…The 'Mother voice' if you will…

“This is the last time you’re doing something like this. End of story.” The purple cladded human said, crossing her arms across her chest.

And then again, there was…a small silence that fell between the two. 

A silence neither of them liked at all. 

But the air was too thick with…all of a sudden tension that they both stayed quiet, in fear they would say the wrong thing…

…Again.

But eventually, the red echidna couldn’t take the silence; couldn’t take the tension any longer. 

He looked at the figure in front of him once more, fixing his composure to appear more confident…but ultimately just appearing to be straight up panic-stricken. 

“Then what can I do…?” He mumbled out meekly.

Maddie’s hands dropped to her sides, her eyebrows creasing together, “…What…do you mean?”

“To…To repay you all.” The violet eyed teenager further explained, mentally punching himself for sounding so completely and utterly…weak, “To make up for what I’ve done previously. T-To…guarntee my stay in the Wachowski clan.”

And those words alone spoke measures. 

The nurse’s heart might of well dropped all the way to the floor, because all of a sudden she felt like she could not breathe. 

She puts Knuckles' hand in hers, even though the echidna’s hand was obviously and ultimately TWICE her hand size…she didn’t care.

For crying out loud this was her son.

And she would never ever forgive herself if after this he would continue to think otherwise.

Then…

…Everything clicked. 

“…Sweetheart…did you…d-did you think we were going to…kick you out…?” She asked as if she already knew the answer, afraid of what the other would say. 

The short teenager picked up quickly that Maddie somehow knew now, guilt almost immediately hitting him like a train as he hugged himself with his free hand, looking down at his lap, “Yes.” He admitted, hugging himself more as he saw the other start to become teary eyed, “Before coming here to the Wachowski residance…I was responsible for so many casualties…” He muttered, “…I still am.”

The teenager’s tail droops, bringing his fist to his face to try and hide his also now tearing up expression, “I helped Robotnik seize control of your town and almost the entire planet…” 

“…I-If I had just listened to Sonic…your house would not still be under repair. You and the Lord of Donuts would not have to call that 'Uber' you always speak of every morning to simply go to your designated jobs!” He yelled, not really caring if anyone else besides Maddie heard him at this point.

“Growing up, my Father always told me to never put my hands on someone else unless they did so to me first…” He murmured, a hint of fondness in his tone speaking of his as of late Father.   

“I broke that promise when I met Sonic.” He mumbled out, ignoring the feelings of his eyes starting to become more wet, “But…B-But above all else…all my Father wanted for me was for me to be a good person…”

Knuckles let out a small sob, harshly wiping his face as his shoulder hung low…

…Out of hatred or frustration…? 

Maybe a little bit of both…? 

Maddie wasn’t sure.

“A-And I promised him. I swore on my life I would live by those two promises…” The small echidna hiccuped, yanking his arm away from the human as he gripped his arm with one hand until he couldn’t feel it anymore, “A-And I f-failed those two simple oaths b-by j-j-just acting so f-foolish…” 

The taller figure watched the other shake with sobs, swiftly scooting closer to him as she gently held his wrists to stop him from further hurting himself.  

“Oh, sweetheart…” She mumbled, her heart heavy as she saw the teenager duck his head further, “Hey…hey…” Maddie whispered, cupping the echidna’s face in her palms.

And to be completely honest? Knuckles wanted to hurt himself further as he did nothing but melt to the small but impactful form of affection…

“Can you look at me?” The nurse carefully asked. 

Knuckles quietly looked at her, his face scrunched up to try and attempt to stop the tears freely flowing down his cheeks like a waterfall. 

Maddie sighed sadly, wiping his tears with her thumb as she gently rubbed his cheeks, “I need you to listen to me, okay?”

He shakily nodded.

“You are a good person.” She emphasized sternly, “One mistake that you made doesn’t automatically define your worth.”

“This…” She said, gesturing to herself and Knuckles. “…is not a transaction. We are giving you a room to sleep in because we love you. We are giving you clothes to wear because we love you. We are giving you food to eat because we love you…”

“…Even though I would prefer you eat something other than grapes.” She tried to joke, which ended up finally working very effectively as she saw a small but genuine smile appear on the echidna’s face.

Knuckles couldn’t help but let out a soft snort, rolling his eyes before focusing on Maddie once again, “My grapes have nothing to do with this…” 

“And I do also consume Cool Ranch Doritos from time to time…” The teen mumbled, “So saying I onlyeat grapes is inaccurate.” 

The nurse gently squished his cheek playfully, “And this?” She gestured as she wiped away his tears once again, “Is because I love you. Not because I’m expecting something in return.” She explained as she now put his hands in her’s as if the size meant nothing to her…

…Because it didn’t.

“Robotnik tricked you. He tricked you into thinking he was a nice man. That isn’t your fault.” The human sternly announced once again. 

The red furred echidna shook his head, “But I endangered everyone—”

“—But you also saved everyone.” The purple pajama wearing woman quickly added, “You tried to fix your mistakes…don’t think I didn’t see you punching those egg robot thingies, hun. You weren’t messing around.” 

“I am not prone to be one who 'messes around…'” He said, his eyes almost jumping out of their sockets as Maddie planted a small kiss on his forehead.

“And that? That is because…” She gently urged on.

“You…Y-You love me...” Knuckles finished, almost choking on his own words, before lightly pushing her away in an attempt to get her to leave…

…Because she would eventually…

…Right?

“…Y-You hardly even know me.” The violet eyed echidna whispered, looking up at the taller figure as she gently bumped her shoulder with his.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t love you.” Maddie exclaimed as she smiled warmly, the warmness somehow making its way to the echidna warrior as his heart fluttered in his chest.

A small, subtle blush appeared on his muzzle as he looked away, trying to hide his expression. 

He cleared his throat, “I…suppose that is true, Pretzel Woman…”

“Just 'Maddie' is fine, sweetie.”

The fifteen year old swallowed, wiping his eyes with his arm as he finally looked at the taller.

And if Maddie squinted…she was almost 100% sure she saw a small sparkle in the child’s eyes. 

“Alright…Maddie.” The teenager announced shyly but proudly, resting his head on the other’s shoulder.

The nurse had to keep in literally every single fiber in her body to stop herself from squealing like a high-school preppy girl. 

“You don’t owe us anything…okay?” The brown eyed woman stated, “You’re apart of a family, Knux. And one doesn’t protect the whole family…we all protect each other.” She rubbed Knuckles' knuckles gently and comfortingly with her thumb, “You’re a Wachowski. And the Wachowski’s stick together.”

And just like that, another silence fell among the two…although, this one was less tense which Maddie could not be more grateful for. 

But the nurse couldn’t shake the feeling that something was being left…unsaid and undone.

And if you knew her…you knew dang well those two words were just simply not apart of her dictionary. 

“May I give you a hug?” She asked somewhat hesitantly, but couldn’t stop the smile spreading to her face as she saw the echidna perk up at the mention. 

The red echidna collected himself, clearing his throat again as he glanced up at her, “You may.” 

The human wrapped the echidna in her arms, her smile doubling in size as she felt the teen wrap his own arms around her…somewhat stifly and awkwardly. 

But hey, he was trying.

“I love you, Knux.” The chocolate eyed woman hummed, “And you don’t have to say it back if you aren’t ready.” 

The violet eyed echidna nodded, shyly burying his face into the other’s shoulder as they continued to embrace.

“Do you…want to go back to your room…?” Maddie asked in a tone signifying she was alright with a 'yes' or a 'no'. 

The warrior only held Maddie tighter at that, shaking his head as he buried his face into her shoulder harder, “In…I-In a little bit…” He answered honestly, “I do not want to go just yet…” 

“That’s fine.” The human assured, “How about…we stay on the couch for a while? I bet it’s way more comfy than these old stairs.”

The red furred echidna nodded, “…Alright.” 

He followed the taller to the living room, sitting on the couch as she did, watching her as she flipped through the channels.

“You okay with watching 'F.R.I.E.N.D.S.?'” The woman asked as she flipped to the Nick-at-Nite channel, relaxing on the couch cushion. 

“I am very fond of my companions, yes.” The young warrior nodded, resting his eyes on the TV as this so called….'F.R.I.E.N.D.S.' show started to play.

The two sat on the couch for a while, small chuckles and snickers being shared as they reacted to the show in front of them. 

Knuckles yawned, crossing his arms as he rested his head on Maddie’s arm which the older did not pay any mind to, subconsciously scratching his quills.

The younger’s eyes widened, not moving away from the touch but seeming genuinely shocked by it, “What are you doing?”

At that, the human quickly drew her hand away.

Shit.

“O-Oh, I’m sorry, baby.” She said apologetically, cursing herself for making it seem like she was trying to rush him with anything…

“It’s just a thing I do with Sonic and Tails— they find it calming. I’m sorry, I should’ve asked. It’s just…kind of an instinct…” Maddie said to Knuckles as he looked down, fiddling with his gloved fingers as he looked anywhere but the person beside him, “You do not…have to stop if you do not wish.” He admitted quietly, “It feels nice…”

The nurse tried (and failed) to hide yet another dorky grin that spread to her face as she gently ruffled Knuckles quills once more, cooing on the inside as the echidna subtly leaned into the touch, trying his absolute best to concentrate on the television but obviously clearly enjoying the affection as his tail wagged softly against the couch. 

As the TV ran, Maddie moved her hand to scratch where Knuckles' ears would be and the young warrior absolutely melted at the new touch, his tail wagging faster.

The purple cladded woman fondly smiled at the reaction, moving her fingers to gently scratch the back of the echidna’s neck but nothing would have prepared her for the loud shriek the teenager let out as she did so.

The violet eyed fifteen year old covered his mouth in shock as the human retreated her hand back, her face morphing to worry once more, “A-Are you alright? Are you hurt?” 

The echidna swallowed, not even trying to hide the small blush that appeared on his muzzle now as he put his hand to the side, “I-I am…uninjured.” He said as calmly as he could muster, “I apologize for startling you…I also startled myself…” 

“It’s okay, sweetheart…” The purple cladded human said, “…But what happened?”

“I am…not sure.” Knuckles explained as he rubbed the back of his neck as if to redo the feeling he just felt, “You touched the back of my neck and it felt…odd.” 

“Odd?” Maddie repeated. 

“Odd.” Knuckles said again.

The nurse raised a curious brow, lightly poking the red furred echidna where she was once scratching him as he burst into surprised and confused giggles.

The fifteen year old shook his head back and forth, scrunching up his shoulders as he lightly tried to pry the other’s hand away.

What…was this?

And why did it make him feel so…giddy and carefree?!

“C-Cease thihis s-sohorcery ahahat once!” The violet eyed echidna giggly demanded, hugging himself and falling down on the couch, “Ceeheease ceeheease ceeheeheeheease!!” He snickered as Maddie gently started to spider her finger nails along his sides. 

“It isn’t sorcery, love. Your just ticklish.” The adult chuckled, putting one and one together. 

“N-Nohohoh Ihi ahahaham nohot!” The red furred teen denied through his chorus of laughs, “Ahan ehechidna waharrior woHOULD neHEHEver hahave suhuHUCH AHA c-chihildish weeheeakness!” 

“Really?” Maddie smiled, intrigued as she gently prodded the other’s lower ribs, causing the other in question to automatically jerk, throwing his head back as he buried his heels in the couches cushions, “NOHOH thIHIs ihihis CHIHIHILDIHISH!!” He desperately squealed. 

The woman in purple pajamas couldn’t help the small coo she let out at the teenager’s adorable reactions…

…And Knuckles didn’t even need to look at her to know she found his once-in-a-full-moon flustered expression very amusing.

“Awe, Knux…” The nurse lightly teased as her fingers continued their ticklish torment on the echidna’s ribs. 

“NOHOH— snrk! DOHOHON’T!!” The echidna in question cried as his cheeks started to match his fur color, internally cursing his natural body movements as his tail wagged happily once more.

“Don’t what~? Don’t tickle you?” Maddie sweetly asked, only receiving a small but LOUD snort from the other as she moved down to gently scratch along his stomach, “Looks like I found a bad spot, huh, bud~?”

“IHIHIT IHISN’T snrt BAHAD!!” The teen insisted, banging his fists on the couch, “IHAT JUHAH—! SNRT! JUHUST FEEHEELS OHODD!!”

“Interesting…” The adult hummed, pretending she was pondering something as he dug her hand’s into the violet eyed echidna’s underarms, wincing slightly as he let out a sharp scream before descending into loud cackles.

“This feel odd too?” She asked innocently. 

“IHIHAT’S snrt snrt EEHEEVEN WOHOHORSE!!!” Knuckles laughed, “G-GEHAT snrt AHAHOUT OHOF THERE!” 

“Get out of where~?”

“THEHEHEHERE!” The teen quickly retorted, trying to gesture to his underarm but anytime he tried to the other would just simply make her touches even lighter, “MAHADDIE DAHAHON’T AHACT snrt STUPID!” 

“'Stupid~?'” The nurse dramatically gasped, “And here I thought we bonded!” She huffed as she fluttered her fingers in the crooks of the teen’s neck and under his chin.

And truth be told…Knuckles was absolutely, positively embarrassed of this whole ordeal.

And to be honest…he could have gotten up anytime he wanted…

…But he didn’t.

He hadn’t thought he’d ever feel such…happiness and carefreeness ever again…

…But it’s like Sonic always said…

'Hope is a hedgehog’s greatest weapon.' 

“SNRT! NOHOH!! STOHOP SNRT IHAT!!!” The echidna wheezed out, his legs frantically kicking behind Maddie.

“Guess this is your sweet spot…” The woman smiled brightly. 

“NAHAHAH! SNRT! NOHAHOTHING AHABOHOUT SNRT SNRT MY NECK IHIHIS SWEEHEEHEET!!!” The young warrior cackled loudly, tears welling up in his eyes…

…And for the first time in…well, forever…they were happy ones. 

“AHALRIGHT!! AHAHALRIHIGHT!!!” He relented, lightly pushing on her hands, “IHI SURRENDER! IHIHIHI SURRENDER!!” 

And just like that Maddie immediately let up, sitting back as Knuckles let out a couple more aftermath giggles.

“You okay, baby?” The human asked, wiping away the rest of his happy tears. 

“Y-Yehes. I aham snrt fine…” The red echidna hummed, sitting back on the couch as he layed his head on the figure’s shoulder again. 

“Thank you, Mo—“ Knuckles' eyes widened, quickly catching his slip-up, “M-Maddie. Maddie. Thank you, Maddie.” He exclaimed quickly, quietly praying to his echidna ancestors that the purple pajama wearing woman did not catch his mistake.

But judging by her wide eyes and agape mouth…she most likely did.

“Uhm…I-I must go to my sleeping quarters now…g-goodnight.” Knuckles stammered under his breath quickly and quiety, not waiting for the other to give an answer as he basically sprinted to the attic, quietly closing the door to not disturb his brothers whom were soundly fast asleep. 

Maddie slowly got out of her state of shock, her heart basically leaping out of her chest as she fondly smiled, shutting off all the lights in the living room and kitchen before taking one small glance at the closed attic door.

She felt…so warm and…so fuzzy…

Instead of her heart dropping…she honestly felt like it just soared to heaven. 

“Goodnight, son.” She whispered, wiping her eyes as she slipped into her and Tom’s bedroom, going under the covers next to her husband and going back to sleep. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[jadelemonadee]

SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HIM RIGHT NOW.

[olroxvampiregold]

Miguel Handsome Beast O’Hara 🔥🔥❤️❤️

[violetmuses]

@expert-texpert @persethegawd @episodes-ff @adriennegabriella @fearlesschimera @secretlifeoofmarpessa @mytribalnightmare @adoresmiles @blackgurlnhermoods @babybratzmaraj 🏷

[hsruiin]

school internet sucks so I couldn’t find anymore

Vocaloid producer’s tweets pt5

[frankenbuggee]

Mmm something something Devious galactic Emperor au something something something🫠

Accidentally drew him with a slouched back tho whoops! It was too late to change that.

[pebblezone]

I think she would collect the minions McDonald’s toys

[rottentiger-art]

I could watch a hundred edits of Cesare killing Sforza

[silverselfshippingchaos]

hey guys look at these pictures of t.orgal I took :D

[fatuiharbinger11]

saw a post saying diamant would be a firefighter in a modern au. that is SO bigbrained AND hot and sexy for him.

i think hed still be afraid of fire but his want to protect others from it outweighs his fear :’)

[olroxvampiregold]

Thank you Marvel for this handsome ❤️❤️

[jils-things]

I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS IN MY BRAIN BRO U DONF UNDERSTANDDDD😭

I wanna write but motivation is so low; but I keep seeing silly clips and my heart is like "this would be cute to write about!"

stageplay in specific being nortons serious ass face with his stupid dance emote that one time /pos

or when cowboy lassod emma and I just internally exploded bc djakfhje IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEEEE /lh

srry pookie I am

tired and off my meds rn FNAKFHJA

my chaos knows no bounds when I spot ppl who like the same characters:3

I HEARD NORTON EMOTING IN STAGEPLAY. YOU FLICKED A SWITCH ON MY BRAINSHDBDBDJDJDJDJD OHHH BROTHER my fuckijg laptop has a collection of timestamps for EVERYTIME HE SNEAKS THE FUNNY DANCE EMOTE IN THE PLAY WKAJAHAJAKAKAKA OAAUGGESUA I LOVEHIMSOMUCH FOR IT EEKEKEKEKEKE

u should make an outline for the fics u wanna write!! i do that a lot and sometimes its so messy and informal but what the heck it works anyway BWHAHAHAHAH

BUTBUT UT YESSSSS I GET VERY EXCITED WHEN I TALK ABT IDV WAHH im just. havving a good time 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹.

anyways. time to sing. DIAGNO--

[lauraneedstochill]

even though I stopped watching Grey’s Anatomy after S18, Meredith and Derek will always be one of my forever favourite tv couples, and this fic gave me so many flashbacks! and the chemistry is SO GODDAMN GOOD, you write it perfectly 🔥💕 I’m super hooked already and also really really intrigued, can’t wait to see how the story unfolds!

Bandaids & Butterflies (modern hospital AU)

Do No Harm part 2 || masterlist || next part

pairing: doctor!Aemond Targaryen x doctor!Reader

summary: Your week continues at Citedal General. You try to figure out what ails Cece Lannister while tensions rise between you and Aemond.

word count: 4.1k

disclaimer: yall, I am not a doctor, I am simply a Grey's Anatomy stan. If something is off or incorrect please just suspend your disbelief! I am trying my best to make it as accurate as possible but its just for fun!!

warnings below the cut!

warnings: medical terminology, medications, CT scan, blood, infectious diseases referencing spicy times but nothing explicit in this chapter

dividers by the lovely @firefly-graphics

“What happened to you?” little Cece Lannister says when you walk into her room the following day, “You look terrible.”

There’s something about kids; like they’ve been force-fed truth serum and have to say the first thought that comes to their mind. You cock your head to the side, a smile tugging at the corner of your mouth. 

“Cerelle,” her mother hisses, cheeks red at her daughter’s brutal honesty. 

“What?” Cece says, eyebrows creasing together, “She does.”

“It’s okay, really,” you tell Mrs. Lannister, as she scolds her daughter again, “Maybe I should get a bed next to you.”

Cece shakes her head, golden curls vibrating as she does. Her hospital gown hangs too big, drooping off her thin shoulders. You wonder if she’s been eating much more than the ice cream they serve after dinner. 

“No roommates, please. I like my alone time; I get to choose whatever station I want,” she says smiling, holding the remote control to the television on the wall. 

“How’re you feeling this morning Cece?” you ask, reaching for the chart that hangs at the foot of her bed. 

The nurses of Citadel General are on top of everything; without them, the hospital would not be able to function. You flip through her chart, eyes scanning her nighttime vitals. 

“Okay,” Cece says, tugging the ear of her stuffed lion.

“I see they increased her muscle relaxant,” you note, “Did you have a hard time sleeping?”

“She always does but I think the spasms are getting worse, especially at night,” Mrs. Lannister says, concerned in her voice. 

“Are you gonna have a scar?” Cece chimes in, pointing to her temple, mirroring where your stitches are.

“Cece-”

“Probably not,” you tell her, giving Mrs. Lannister a small smile, “The doctors here are pretty good you know.”

Cece leans over in her bed, pulling out a small toy doctor kit. 

“I’m a good doctor too,” she says, rummaging through the bag, “Tyrion has had extensive surgical procedures.”

She points at her stuffed lion, and you suddenly notice the different array of bandages and band-aids covering the golden fur. 

“Oh has he?” you ask, as Cece pats the bed beside her. You move to sit on the edge of the bed, holding her chart across your lap.

“Yes,” Cece says, holding out an assortment of bandaids for you to choose from, “I’ll let you choose. I like pink the best.”

You smile, pointing at the pink bandaid with yellow paw prints decorating it. Cece smiles, approving your choice. She peels the backing before pressing the bandage over your stitches, gently pressing on the edges to make sure it sticks.

“There, much better,” she tells you.

“Thank you, Dr. Lannister,” you tell her, which causes her to smile.

“There she is!” Jace calls as you arrive at the nurses' station. His face scrunches as he looks at your forehead, “Nice bandaid.”

“Thanks,” you say, touching the pink bandage, “Courtesy of Cece Lannister. You run that CT scan for her yesterday?”

“You mean after the ruckus you caused?” Jace asks, leaning against the nurses' station, “No, Baratheon put me in the pit. Which is probably where I will stay for the rest of my life.”

“Did anyone get a CT?” you ask, frowning at his theatrics. 

“Um after you left Cory was supposed to cover her labs and stuff,” Jace tells you, “I’d ask her she’ll know-”

“Know what,” Sara says, placing a handful of clipboards between you, “I’ve been on scut duty all morning. Does anyone know why Baratheon is in such a foul mood?”

“Fouler than usual?” Nettles says, stepping up beside you. 

“I’m not sure if I’m able to determine that,” Sara says, groaning, “But she definitely seems angry.”

“Excuse me! Excuse me!” Cory says, weaving through residents, holding two coffee cups above her head, “Seven hells, doesn’t anyone know how to walk in this place?”

“Apparently not,” Nettles comments, as Cory holds a coffee out to you. 

“For you. Figured you’d need the extra caffeine,” she says as you take the cup. Her smile turns down into a frown, “What is on your head?”

You roll your eyes. This is clearly going to be a whole-day occurrence. 

“Interns!” Dr. Baratheon’s voice calls out, and you all turn, straightening yourselves. 

Dr. Baratheon looks down at her clipboard, before bringing her steely blue eyes to look at the five of you. She sighs, flipping through her pages. 

“Martell, now that Dr. Y/L/N is back I want you to assist me on Lyonel Beesbury’s Whipple this afternoon; You can write that on the board,” she says, nodding to herself. 

Cory lets out a soft ‘yes’ before quickly rushing across the hallway. Nettles’ jaw tightens and you can tell she’s disappointed to have not been asked. 

“Waters I want you shadowing Dr. Targaryen today in pediatrics, Dr. Y/L/N you may join her,” Baratheon continues.

Targaryen.

Your heart lurches.

“Dr. Baratheon, I’m supposed to get Cece Lannister that CT scan,” you tell her, as she raises a brow.

“That’s fine. After that bring it to Dr. Targaryen up on peds, she’ll be interested in seeing it,” Dr. Baratheon says, returning her gaze to her clipboard.

“She?” you ask the question leaving your mouth before you can stop it.

Dr. Baratheon sighs, placing her clipboard across her stomach. Her eyebrows lift toward her hairline, blue eyes fiery.

“Yes, she,” Dr. Baratheon quips, “Was there someone else you thought I was referring to?”

“No ma’am,” you say, shaking your head. 

“Good,” she says, eyes moving past you, “Snow, Velaryon, you’re in the pit.”

Sara and Jace audibly groan. Baratheon gives them a stern look which stops their complaining.

“No drama today,” she says sternly, “Understood?” 

You all murmur words of agreement, and Dr. Baratheon brings her eyes back to your face; they flicker up to your forehead. 

“Take that thing off,” she comments, shaking her head and walking down the hall.

“She’s right. You look silly,” Nettles tells you.

“I can’t take it off, it was a gift from a sick kid. You know how much bad luck that will bring me?” you tell her, walking down the hallway.

“Speaking of bad luck,” Nettles says, smiling, “When are you going to tell me about how you know Dr. Sexy?”

“Dr. Sexy?” you say through a laugh, “Not the greatest name.”

“Girl but he is sexy,” she says fanning herself, “Guy’s name should be McDreamy.”

“McDreamy, Dr. Sexy, it’s nothing,” you tell her, “We….we may have hooked up. Once! That’s it and it was before I knew he worked here.”

“You bad girl,” Nettles hisses, though she’s smiling; her eyes bright, “How was it? Does McDreamy live up to his name?”

“Literally the best sex of my life,” you tell her, “But we already decided it can’t happen again.”

“What?” she says, her smile dropping, “It’s not like he’s your boss, he’s a coworker! People fuck coworkers!”

“What happened to not shitting where you eat?” you tell her.

“Girl you already did, might as well see it through! Especially if he’s that good,” she says, leaning closer, “Just….how good, if I may be so bold.”

You wet your lips, trying to fight your smile.

“Five orgasms good,” you admit and Nettles squeals loudly, jaw dropping.

“That does it,” she says, “You’re getting Dr. Sexy back. Do it for me.”

“Don’t you need to get to peds?” you ask, “And see…Dr. Targaryen?”

“Yeah I noted your confusion around that,” she says with a sigh, “Dr. B was talking about Dr. Helaena Targaryen. You know, renowned pediatric surgeon? She does fabulous research on infectious diseases as well; she came and spoke once when I was in med school about…”

Your mind trails off as Nettles speaks, still focused on Aemond. You hadn’t seen him today and yet he was all you could think about. Since dropping you at home you hadn’t spoken, besides the text he sent you. The door couldn’t still be open. Could it?

“...especially in the southern climates like the Summer Isles, Sothoryos, and Naath..are you listening to me?” Nettles says, punching your shoulder slightly, “Right. Anyway, Sounds like you’re boning her brother.”

“Brother?” you ask, connecting the dots, “Shit. He did say he moved back here for family. But a family full of doctors?”

“You really don’t know anything, do you?” Nettles says, shaking her head, “Sorry. That sounded mean. But the Targaryens are like a huge deal in the medical world.”

“I mean, I’ve seen names on research,” you admit, “And maybe a Ted Talk or two but….I mean I didn’t even know his last name when we…I didn’t realize..”

“You’d come straight into the lion’s pit?” Nettles says with a chuckle, “It’s okay, girl. But I’m giving you some homework. Seriously, look them up. Learn a thing or two.”

“I can’t google Aemond,” you tell her, “It’s just…I don’t know that doesn’t feel right.”

“Understandable,” she says with a shrug, “I mean, Spark Notes version, they’re a huge name within the medical community. Big money, big name, big influence. So don’t go pissing any of them off.”

“Right,” you tell her, “Got it.”

“I’m heading to pediatrics,” Nettles says, pressing an elevator button, “See you soon?”

“Yeah,” you tell her, “Just have to get this CT and I’ll be there.”

“Cool. Later, klutz,” she teases as the doors open.

Cerelle Lannister’s CT scan takes much longer than anticipated. The wait is long and the small girl trembles when being taken into the machine, legs flailing each and every way. Only when they’re strapped down is she somewhat still enough to enter the machine. 

“I feel like a mummy,” she says when the straps are secured, “Being put in a sarcophagus.” 

“That’s pretty spooky,” you tell her with a grin.

“I like to pretend when I’m scared,” she says softly.

You reach out and take her hand.

“No need to be scared of this. The machine is just really loud, that’s all. I’ll be just outside,” you assure her.

“Okay,” she says softly, squeezing your hand. 

She does great, staying as still as she can the entire time. You praise her through the microphone and wave as the nurses escort her back to her room, wheeling her in a small wheelchair. Her stuffed lion was safely on her lap. You’ve noticed she rarely lets go of the toy. 

You sit in the room outside, watching as the scan produces results. Forehead creased, you click through the images as someone knocks on the door. You turn, smiling at Jace leaning in the doorway.

“Hey there,” you greet, “Shouldn’t you be in the pit?”

“Had to sneak away for a second,” he says, “Those Cece’s scans?”

“Yeah,” you tell him, beckoning him forward, “See that inflammation there?”

“Yeah,” he agrees, leaning forward, hands on the back of your chair, “So what’s your thinking?”

“Something bacterial,” you tell him, “I mean, there’s no sign of tissue or nerve damage, her labs are stable despite her on-and-off fevers. But it's progressing significantly. She’s having trouble sleeping due to the spasms.”

“Have you ever heard of something that causes this?” Jace asks.

“No, at least not off the top of my head,” you admit, “I’m heading to peds. Maybe Dr. Targaryen will have a better idea. Nettles says she specializes in infectious diseases.”

“Oh…..yeah,” Jace says, straightening up and rubbing the back of his neck. You frown as he tenses, his friendly disposition vanishing.

“Just an idea,” you tell him, gathering your things.

You follow him out of the room. Jace seems uneasy, he rubs at his face, and the collar of his scrubs. 

“No it’s a good one,” he agrees, “I should get back to the pit---”

“Strong,” a voice calls, sending your heart racing. 

Aemond takes several strides toward the two of you, a smug smile on his face. Something in your gut tightens, the memory of your night together burning in the back of your mind. He wore a similar expression then, one full of confidence. Goosebumps erupt on your skin. You can hear his voice from that night, as he whispered in your ear while sheathed to the hilt inside of you. 

“Who’s my good girl, hmm?”

You blink, shaking your head, trying to physically expel the memory from your mind. Your cheeks heat up and you notice Jace has turned several shades darker as well, fists clenched at his side. 

“I thought you were assigned to the pit, Strong,” Aemond asks, cocking his head to the side, “I would hate to have to tell Baratheon you’re disobeying orders.”

Aemond’s sentence hits you like a slap in the face. He’s not as cool, calm, and collected right now as he was the last time you’d seen him. He’s bordering on being cruel. You glance at Jace. 

“It’s Velaryon,” Jace says, through his teeth.

“Come again?” Aemond asks, “Don’t mumble, Jacaerys, it’s unseemly.” 

“My name,” Jace says sternly, “Velaryon.”

Aemond’s mouth quirks into an amused grin. 

“My apologies,” he says smoothly, “You’ll have to forgive me, it’s easy to forget.”

“Sure,” Jace says, nose wrinkling.

“Give my best to your dad,” Aemond says, “Whichever one, you’re choice.”

Aemond turns to you, something flickering across his eyes. 

“Dr. Y/L/N,” he says with a curt nod, before walking away, hands tucked behind his back.

Jace exhales, striding over to the elevator. You follow close behind as his pager beeps.

��What the hell was that about?” you ask, stepping inside with him.

“Nothing.”

“Jace, that wasn’t nothing.”

“He was just messing with me,” Jace insists, not meeting your eyes.

“Why was Dr. Targaryen messing with you?”

“Because he’s a narcissistic pig!”

Your eyes widen and Jace sighs, shaking his head. 

“He’s….he’s my uncle okay,” Jace admits. Your eyes widen.

“Your uncle?”

“Yes, and my side of the family doesn’t really get along with his side,” Jace says, as the doors open to your floor.

“But why-”

“Look, it doesn’t matter,” Jace says, shaking his head, “I have to go. Sara just paged, some drunk deadbeat riling everyone up downstairs.”

You step outside the elevator but turn back to him.

“I want the full story, Velaryon. Not the Cliff Notes, the whole story,” you tell him. 

“Okay!” he reluctantly agrees, “Later.”

“Tonight, Dragon’s Den, tell Sara!” you call as the doors begin to close.

“So I can air my dirty laundry to everyone?!” 

“Exactly!” you call as the doors shut. 

Turning on your heel, you head down the hall to pediatrics. You can’t wait to share the details with Nettles as you push through the double doors and head to the nurses' station. 

“Excuse me,” you ask a nurse, “Have you seen Dr. Targareyn?”

“Which one?”

“Dr. Helaena Targaryen,” you clarify.

“She was just here, she’ll roll around in a moment.”

“I’m sorry…..roll?”

Just as the question leaves your lips, the sound of wheels against linoleum is heard from down the hall. A woman in light green scrubs and a white lab coat rolls on her heels down the hallway. Nettles jogs behind her as she turns, coming to a stop in front of you. 

Her silver hair is shaggy, but the resemblance to Aemond is uncanny. A large butterfly pin holds some out of her face and she smiles brightly as you greet her. 

“Been waiting for you,” she says, holding a hand out for you to place your scans in, “Aemond told me all about you.”

You nearly choke on your saliva and Nettles’ eyes go round.

“He--he did?” you squeak.

“Mhmm,” Helaena says, flicking through the scans, “Quite the first day you had.”

“Oh right,” you say, relief washing through you.

“Glad you’re okay,” Helaena says, glancing up at you, “Nice bandaid.”

“Thanks,” you tell her.

“Cece Lannister,” she muses, “What is going on with you.”

“I was hoping you’d have thoughts,” you ask.

“Has she traveled anywhere recently?” Dr. Taragreyn asks, frowning at the scans, “You’re thinking it’s some sort of infection, correct?”

“Yes,” you tell her, “And I’m not sure about her travel history.”

“Find out,” she tells you, “If you’re going to find out what this is, you need to find out what caused it and where.”

She hands you the scans, smiling once more.

“Nice to meet you,” she says with a smile, “Officially this time.”

Your cheeks heat up. She knows. She remembers. You vaguely remember Aemond speaking with his sister before leaving; you’d barely caught a glimpse of her. 

“Yeah,” you agree, smiling weakly. 

You hurry off after that, eager to get back to Cece Lannister’s room to inquire about her recent travels. Walking down the hall you enter one of the many elevators, waiting patiently as it stops on nearly every floor, doctors coming in and out. 

Then it's just you and someone else, you look out of the corner of your eye and recognize him. 

Dr. Cole smiles at you.

“How’re you feeling?” he asks.

“Better, thanks to my cool bandaid, not the stitches and rest,” you tell him, cracking a smile.

“So cool,” he says with a laugh, “I had a kid give me a bandaid covered in oranges the other day.”

“Tropical,” you comment as the doors open.

“Good to see under better circumstances,” Dr. Cole says, beginning to exit, “Ah Dr. Targaryen.”

Your blood runs cold as Aemond enters the elevator.

“Will I be seeing you this afternoon?” Dr. Cole asks, “I’ve got an aneurysm clipping if you’re interested.”

“Always, if you’ll have me,” Aemond says, and Dr. Cole nods as the doors close. 

You’re alone. With him. Alone with him. Your heart pounds frantically in your chest, anxiety making your senses heighten. The elevator suddenly feels very small, and closed in; the air not being pushed through the vents quick enough. Aemond stares straight ahead, not looking at you and not attempting to engage in polite conversation. Your stomach sours and you swallow. 

“Hey,” you say tentatively. 

You glance at Aemond out of the corner of your eye and watch him look down at his feet. You scoff softly, annoyed by his ignoring of you. The elevator hums and your anger pools quickly in your belly; flames licking upwards to your face. 

“So you’re ignoring me now?” you ask, getting no reply, “Really mature.”

Aemond continues looking at his shoes, hands folded behind his back. 

“We’re colleagues, the least you could do is make polite conversation,” you huff, pressing the elevator button once more.

You know it won’t make it arrive quicker, but you need something to do with your hands. 

“And that whole thing with Jace?” you say, pressing the button again and again, “I don’t know what your problem is, but clearly that was an asshole move--”

Your hand is yanked away from the button, long fingers wrapping around your wrist and suddenly his lips are on yours. The hand around your wrist falls and both his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against him. 

Your anger dissipates almost immediately, as you link your arms around his neck fisting the hair at the nape of his neck. The moan this causes him to release, sends your knees buckling, and he brings one hand to your ass, squeezing harshly. 

Spearmint and tea. He tastes so good, mouth so warm and soft moving against your own you can’t help but whimper as he cradles your jaw with his free hand. Desire pools in your belly, and a desperate gasp leaves your lips.

Aemond drags his lips to kiss your jaw, and your neck as his opposite hand cradles the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheekbone. You’re so needy, so responsive to his touch, you want him so desperately, and then---

The elevator dings and you push away from each other, breathing heavily as the doors open and more residents and attendings enter. You quickly get your bearings springing out of the elevator and onto your floor. 

“Y/N!” Aemond calls, walking after you. 

Your pager goes off just as he reaches you, and you squint down at it. 

“Code White Cerelle Lannister,” you tell him, going numb with shock, “I just saw her-”

“Go,” Aemond says, before turning to a nurse, “That’s a medical emergency, page Dr. Helaena Targaryen!”

You hurry down the hallway, breaking out into a run as you enter Cerelle’s room. Dr. Baratheon is there already, Mrs. Lannister sobbing holding onto Cece’s stuffed lion. Cece’s sheets are soaked with sweat as she thrashes. 

Not sweat.

Blood.

It’s as if Cece is sweating blood. 

“Hematidrosis,” Dr. Baratheon says, readying a syringe, “Push one of epi.”

“Cece it’s gonna be okay,” you tell her, as Dr. Baratheon hands you the syringe. 

Cerelle’s eyes are wide, tears streaming down her face leaving clear rivers through his red-tinged cheeks. 

You give her the epinephrine. Slowly but surely her sweating ceases, and her forehead begins to dry. Her legs spasm, stronger than before. She’s getting worse. 

“Mrs. Lannister,” Dr. Baratheon says, trying to console the weeping woman, “Mrs. Lannister it’s alright. While Hematidrosis is quite disturbing, it’s not serious.”

“Not serious?!” Mrs. Lannister says in a shrill voice, eyes wide, “My daughter is sweating blood, and you’re telling me it’s not serious?”

“Paged,” Dr. Targareyn says entering the room, “Dr. Baratheon.”

“Mrs. Lannister, this is Dr. Helaena Targaryen, one of our pediatric surgeons and infectiology specialists.”

“Infecto..what?” Mrs. Lannister says as Helaena moves around Cece’s bed. 

Cece’s eyes are panicked and she holds onto your wrist with a vice-like grip.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” you tell her, “Dr. Targaryen is just checking on you.”

Helaena brings out a penlight, instructing Cece to follow it with her eyes.

“Mrs. Lannister, have you traveled anywhere recently?” she asks, continuing her assessment. 

“Um,” Mrs. Lannister struggles to find words, placing a hand on her forehead and closing her eyes, “Yes. We got back a couple of weeks ago.”

“Where?”

“Naath. It was Cece’s idea, she’d been reading about the flora and fauna, she’s such a bright kid she loves all that stuff,” Mrs. Lannister says through tears.

Helaena smiles at Cece.

“I like that stuff too,” she tells the young girl, “Cece, what did you see on your trip? Any cool plants, bugs, animals?”

“L-lots,” Cece answers shakily, still holding on to you tightly.

“Tell me about them.”

“Um well…they’re famous for their butterflies,” Cece tells her, “They’re huge.”

“They are,” Helaena confirms, “I’ve never seen them in person, but I’d like to. Did you touch any butterflies?”

“Yes, but I washed my hands! Right after!”

“What color was the butterfly you touched?”

“There were so many--”

“Try and remember, the ones you know you touched.”

“Blue…..green…..one that was black and white,” she says teary-eyed, “Did the butterfly hurt me?”

“It didn’t mean to,” Helaena says softly, “They don’t know any better.”

“Butterfly fever. It’s a bacterial infection spread in Naath,” Helaena says to you and Dr. Baratheon outside Cece’s room, “She’ll need a routine of antibiotics, I can consult with my team on a proper regime.”

She turns to you.

“Good work,” she praises, “Butterfly fever can get pretty nasty. Skin sloughing off, and so forth.”

“She’s right, Y/L/N,” Dr. Baratheon praises, “Good work.”

“Thanks,” you tell her. 

After establishing Cece’s antibiotic treatment and giving it to the nurses' station, you make your way to the intern locker room. You quickly change out of your scrubs, eager to be back in normal clothes. Closing your locker, you check your phone. Jace, Sara, Cory, and Nettles have texted saying they’re waiting down in the lobby.

You leave the locker room, putting your phone in your pocket when you see him. Leaning against the door Aemond’s head turns as you walk out.

“Hey,” he says, straightening up. He’s still in scrubs, clearly, his shift isn’t over.

“Hey.”

He’s quiet for a moment, wetting his lips as he tries to find the words he wants to say.

“Look about earlier--”

“Aemond,” you cut him off, “We can either do this or not. You’re either in or out, but you have to make a decision.”

Aemond is silent, blue and violet eyes watching you. 

“What do you want?” he asks quietly.

“I just want you,” you answer honestly, “What do you want?”

“I….” Aemond struggles to speak, biting the tip of his tongue.

It’s not an outright rejection, but it still hurts like one. You sigh, looking down at your shoes. 

“I can’t decide for you,” you tell him, beginning to walk by, “That’s up to you.”

He doesn’t stop you as you continue to walk by, doesn’t reach out and pull you toward him. He lets you go. You find your friends in the lobby, force a smile on your face as you travel to the Dragon’s Den, and eagerly accept the tequila shots Cory buys you. There’s no text this time. 

Perhaps he made his choice. 

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[sunlightera]

remembering that rodimus has a whole ass holoform and could just hang with me in my house and i could cuddle him changed the game we could go everywhere. i want to show him so much earth shit i want to walk with him to dollar general and buy 20 dollars worth of cheap crap and shitty toys and spend the afternoon chasing each other through my apartment complex and shooting each other with foam darts