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lxveille · 4 years ago

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another love song

mk x reader

word count: ~ 2080 warnings: references to alcohol a/n: university!au; another ‘trying to get back into the feel of writing’ fic so... idk ?? tbh it’s more of a fic treatment but here’s what i’m posting anyway

Minkyun has gotten inspiration for his songs from you before. This one is different.

You’re nearly always the first person to place money into Minkyun’s open guitar case when he’s busking.

More often than not, he tries to return your money once he’s packed up for the afternoon - but you refuse, and tell him he earned it. Then he usually spends more on you than you gave by buying you bubble tea or coffee before the two of you trek back to campus.

You’re not sure what you’d do with your Saturday afternoons if not for him.

You’d met Minkyun in a literature class your first year of university. At first it had been easy to write him off as a high school class clown having some difficulty adjusting to university expectations. Except that sometimes, when your professor would really dig into the themes of a text, he’d have something to share that would stick with you. A thought - sometimes chaotically explained - that would rumble around in your brain for a week, even. Eventually, you decided a proper introduction was in order. A fatal mistake, if you’d hoped to keep up some aloof, studious front. He had a way of warming others up, it turned out. You discovered he was friends with a number of people with unfriendly faces who somehow transformed into lighthearted, open books in Minkyun’s presence.

You feel a little lighter around him, too.

And on the days you don’t, he invites you to unburden.

It became a common tableau: you sprawled out, exasperated, on the beanbag chair in his dorm room, ranting about anything that bothered you while he lay on his bed, half-propped up against the wall and strumming occasional notes on his guitar. A last complaint and a final chord, and then Minkyun would be on his feet with an idea of what the two of you should do to shake it out of your system for once and for all. Those plans only sometimes included just enough beer that the both of you were giddy and ready to laugh at anything.

If Minkyun had to name one good reason to get drunk with you, it was this: it was the only time you’d sing. The very first time you let yourself break into song in front of him had been at a bar. It had been difficult to make out your voice over the speakers, but Minkyun heard. Maybe more important, though, was the way you swayed your shoulders and rocked into each syllable.

He would tease sometimes that you ought to join him when he busked. He might make more with you joining in.

“Ah, but then you’d have to split it with me, too,” you’d reply. You assumed, at least, that he must be kidding.

It was spring the first time Minkyun asked you to listen to something original he’d composed. There was something personal about it that had never occurred to you when listening to a song before. For all the times you had watched him play, it was like looking at him from a new angle. Just as his commentary used to linger on your mind, his songs began to do the same.

And in the winter of your second year, he asked if it’d be okay to use some of your own rants as inspiration in songs.

“What?” you asked.

“Just - the way you talk about the guys you’re getting over, and stuff like that. It could make for good lyrics.”

“You’re going to quote me?”

“Well,” he lingered on the syllable, then broke into a dimpled smile. “No. But I don’t wanna take inspiration without telling you!”

So it happened that when he performed songs of his own, you sometimes began to recognize bits of your own infatuations and fallings outs weaved into his lyrics. The way he framed it, it usually made it easier to get over whoever had been behind the heartbreak.

Minkyun isn’t busking today. The drizzle is enough that it wouldn’t be worth it. All the same, he spent the better part of the morning sending you messages asking you to come over.

When you finally cave, you put on a front of unhappiness at the door, shaking out your umbrella before passing it over to his extended hand.

“I brought some stuff for my class so I can try to get work done like I’d planned,” you told him.

He pouted for dramatic flair. “So you’re really just gonna act like you’re at your room at mine?”

“That’s what we agreed to! I told you I wanna get this reading done so I can just be hungover tomorrow without having to worry about Monday’s lecture.”

“Damn, and people try to frame university drinkers as irresponsible.”

“What can I say? I’m flawless,” you comment dryly as you pass into his room.

“So you’re still going out even if the rain keeps up?” Minkyun asks. He settles into his usual spot near the foot of his mattress. You rummage through your bag for a textbook and your printed copy of the syllabus before finding a spot somewhere closer to the pillow.

“Mm,” you affirm, “I think I’m officially entirely over Seungcheol, so it’ll be good for me to go out.”

“Ahhh.” There’s something guttural and mischievous in the way he makes the sound. It’d be fair to expect some ribbing comment on how transparent you could be with these things. No such remark comes.

It’s some time later, when you’re nearly done with your assigned reading, that Minkyun announces that he finished a new song recently.

“Like one of your own?” you ask.

He nods, and adds how he’d been thinking of playing it out this weekend if it hadn’t been for the poor turn in weather.

You exaggerate a gasp. “You were going to share a song with a crowd before sharing it just with me?” There’s no real offence. It’s only a pattern that you’d noticed. Sometimes he’d say it felt needed, if only because he based part of the lyrics’ premise on your own experiences instead of his own.

“I know!” Minkyun laughs airly. “Mother nature said not to, I guess!”

“Well, are you going to play it now then?” You should tell him to wait until you’ve finished this chapter. That way you won’t entirely lose track of things. But you’re not infallible; and if there’s one thing you’re horrible at resisting it’s the chance to hear Minkyun play.

He hops up from the bed to fetch his guitar. And he plays.

It’s a love song, which doesn’t come as a surprise. Minkyun told you from the beginning - or at least when he first asked if he could take inspiration from your own heart’s tribulations - that he liked to write about that feeling. The good, the bad, or at the very least what he imagined of it.

This song doesn’t feel familiar. Usually you can tell when he’s written indirectly about your own affairs. So these endearing words, these syrupy lines of dedication, of patiently waiting for the other one to notice… They must be from his own experience.

A corner of your heart goes sour at that thought, and retorts that it might be one of his other friends. Devoted and hoping it won’t go unnoticed would be right up Yuto’s alley, you tell yourself as your search for a likely suspect. You don’t let yourself think too much on why you don’t want it to be Minkyun’s own feelings.

Except there’s something else that bothers you. The way he keeps his eyes on his strumming fingers, or closes them altogether.

Normally Minkyun looks at you now and then, and smiles at your reactions to his music. Even with the unhappy songs.

You squeeze the textbook in your lap. A corner digs into your palm. He’s somewhere in the second chorus and your mind is fogging over with an irritation. It’s not his fault. You’re not mad at him.

You just wish you had realized you want to fall in love with Minkyun sooner.

The last chord hangs in the air before you can fully process this thought. He looks at you expectantly.

“What do you think?” Minkyun asks.

You force a smile. “It’s sweet.”

He leaves space for you to elaborate. When you don’t, the corners of his lips drag down a bit. “Just sweet?” He repeats. “Is it lame?”

“No! It’s just - it’s different from some of your other stuff. But it’s sweet. I like it. I think, um… I just was expecting it to be something based on my whole recent back and forth thing. Since you wanted to play it for me,” you try to cover for your lackluster response.

Minkyun looks you over for a moment, then chuckles. “Not every song can be about your love life.”

“I know! Of course! Geez, that’s not what I meant,” you rush to say, loudly, as if you needed to cover the sound of some kind of fracture in your heart.

He leans forward to set his guitar carefully on the tiles, its neck leaning against the bed frame. “I guess that’s not totally accurate to say here though.” He shakes his head to get his hair out of his eyes as he looks your way again.

“...What?”

“Ah… You’re pretty clueless, huh?” Minkyun sounds content with himself, and he’s barely holding back a grin.

“I’ve never gone on like that about someone.”

“Yeah, I know.”

You eye him over a few times quickly, trying to reach a conclusion that feels safe. All you can theorize for sure is that he’s practiced this all, and somehow it’s going to plan. Maybe. “What are you on about?” you ask, tone turning suspicious.

He laughs more fully now, then shifts his position to face you directly from the other end of his duvet. “You.”

You glance around him like this could be some hidden camera prank. “What?”

“You,” Minkyun repeats, “It’s about you.”

In the most foolish move of the day, you suddenly felt your throat dry out the same way it does before you cry. It must have been too much at once: to realize a desire and think it ripped away only to have it suddenly offered up so easily, so soon.

“You’re not serious.”

“Is it bad if I am?” he asks, leaning to the right a bit as he watches your reaction. You press your palm to your clavicle, trying to get your heart and your mind in sync. “Am serious, I mean.”

All you can manage is a shake of your head.

Minkyun grins bright and leans forward to put a hand over the one still at your side. “You really didn’t notice?” He pulls off incredulous and teasing in one go. If you weren’t so off kilter, you might want to scold him for it somehow.

“What was I supposed to know?” You ask instead.

He shakes his head. For a fleeting instant, you worry he’s about to brush the whole thing aside. That worry is killed pretty quickly when he leans closer instead and delicately presses an experimental kiss against your lips.

Minkyun is back to his side of the bed in the next moment, nearly like it hadn’t happened at all.

Your hand lifts from your clavicle to allow your fingers to brush over your own lips, still tingly with the affection. Or maybe just from his lip balm rubbing off on you.

He gives you a second more before asking, “Still okay?”

“Um, yeah.”

His smile returns. “Still going out to find someone new tonight?”

“Oh my god.” You cover your face with your hands and accuse, “You’re the worst.”

“So… is that a yes, you are?”

He knows it isn’t.

He’s spent all this time getting to know you. Now he gets to be the one on the receiving end of that look in your eyes.

“Would you stop that?” You muster up as much of a snip in your voice as you can. Your gaze gives away that you’re not really annoyed. It would be difficult to be, given the way your head is still spinning from his confession.

“Stop what?”

The smile on his face suggests he already knows. Nevertheless, you don’t give Minkyun the satisfaction of admitting he’s teasing you. “Just kiss me again,” you swerve to a demand. Frankly, it’s the main thing you’d been thinking since the first. You’ll figure out the rest of your feelings later.

For now, Minkyun is hardly going to deny you that.

#onf scenarios #onf imagines #mk x reader #park minkyun imagine #onf fanfic

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onf-headcanons · 4 years ago

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Love languages ( Random gesture - Dongsaeng line)

Jaeyoung

You woke up earlier than Jaeyoung this morning. You did not wake up because its really early and because Jaeyoung returned home late last night due to his schedules. You slept in early.

You get yourself wash up and then you think of making him breakfast in bed so you later head towards the kitchen

Need milk for pancake (you will be using non dairy products for most recipes specially for Jaeyoung. I am suspicious that he is lactose intolerant since he keep declining to eat cake on most of birthday vlive) , so you open the fridge to get milk carton

And then you saw something, you could not hide your smile. "Waaah~Mwoya? " you say to yourself while reaching out to grab the surprise in the fridge

Its your favourite dessert which you have been craving. Bonus if you can't have it right away days before because it will make your period cramps worse. Maybe you mentioned with Jaeyoung briefly before your period via messages and he understood that was your menstrual craving because knows you too well

Happily, you put back Jaeyoung's surprise gift. And cheerfully cooked breakfast. You even went to the studies to write and "Thank you." note. You place the note beside the plate before heading to bedroom to wake Jaeyoung up

Minkyun

You head out for groceries and Minkyun came out to an empty house. He texted you immediately to know your whereabouts.

You finally got time to check your phone once in the car. You texted him back that you are on the way home. Minkyun calls you the instant your message got through. "Ok i will be waiting in front of the house."

Should you both are living at apartment, he would tell you to park somewhere near the lift so that he can spot your car easily.

Back home, you do see him waiting for you. Once you parked, he rushes to help you to take out groceries from the back of your car. Especially heavy ones he would block you from trying to reaching it. Even its not that heavy (like a bag compiled of small packages of fruits which its totally fine for you)

Bonus if he is actually trying to take everything on him which is impossible, so he let you take the bread and pack of tissues instead.

Yuto

You are cooking lunch today, and chopped/minced onions are one of the ingredient (the mini blender is broken) . Yuto is helping out with other ingredient. And of course since its onions, your eyes start to sting and gets teary.

You could not help but sniff a little and try to endure. But then a hand reaches to yours while another hand of his placed on your shoulder and a soft voice could be heard,

"Let's swap task." Yuto offers as he guides you to put down the knife.

As your tears are now rolling down from your eyes, and you can't wipe it because your hands touched onions, Yuto turns you to face him. Then he helps you wipe away your tears while looking at you affectionately. Bonus if he is giggling a bit while helping you wiping your tears

#onf #onf headcanons #onf imagines #onf headcanon #onf scenarios #bf!onf #s/o onf #onf wyatt #onf mk #onf u #mizuguchi yuto #park minkyun #shim jaeyoung #onf jaeyoung #onf minkyun #onf yuto #onf fluff #scheduled

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gahyeonbot · 4 years ago

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☁️ — ONF icons

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kay20032 · 4 years ago

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Hello again! ❤️ How would the ONF members react to their s/o sitting on their lap? It can be either fluffy or smutty, whatever you’d like uwu I hope you have a great day! 💕-💍

Aww that’s so cute!

Hyojin

Waiting for Hyojin to come back home was a little bit nerve wracking. He was gone for a long while, about two weeks, and you were excited to see him again. While stuck in thought you didn’t even hear the door unlock. Hyojin noticed you sitting on the couch staring at the TV. He smiled at your figure before clearing his throat, obviously catching your attention.

“Babe! You’re home!” You said with a big smile. Hyojin nodded and quickly sat down on the empty space beside you.

“Hi baby...” His voice gave away how tired he was from practicing. It pained you knowing that he was exhausted from practicing for a long while, but you knew how to make him feel better though. While he was talking about his time at the dorms with the members, you climbed onto his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. He stopped talking for a minute, then hugged you as tight as he could.

“I missed you a lot baby.”

“I bet I missed you more though.”

He chuckled, “I seriously doubt that.”

E-Tion

Well... this isn’t exactly what you had in mind when you told your boyfriend you wanted to watch a movie together.

“Hey, what kind of movies do y’all wanna watch?”

“I swear to god MK if you say Barbie one more time-“

“Let’s watch Barbie.”

“No! Let me go Seungjoon! He asked for it!”

Chuckling at Minkyun and Hyojin’s little feud, you walked into the kitchen where Changyoon was finishing up the snacks. As he placed the pan with freshly baked cookies on the counter, he looked up and saw you admiring him.

“What’s up babe?”

“The usual, except Hyojin wants to fight Minkyun again.”

From a short distance you heard Seungjoon screaming. It definitely took a while to get Hyojin off of Minkyun, who was just laughing and having fun. But once everyone was settled, you decided to pick a classic. Grease. It certainly had everyone sitting down in their designated seats. But you had different plans.

Walking over to where your boyfriend was, you moved his hands that were occupying his lap and sat down. Changyoon’s eyes widened at the sudden action, moving to whisper into your ear.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing baby... just wanted to sit in my designated seat.”

He smiled before wrapping his arms around your waist. “You’re so adorable. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“No I love you more.”

“No I-“

“Okay we get you two love each other. Couples these days...”

J-Us

“Oh, and then she had the audacity to say that I was the one hurting her! She started it!”

“Well at least you didn’t hit her.”

“I should’ve...”

Seungwoo chuckled at your response. You had a really bad day, and Seungjoon always let you rant to him. No matter how big or small the problem was. As long as you felt better afterwards, he didn’t mind. Sighing, you walked over to him and stood in front, hesitating a bit. Seungjoon stopped smiling and stared at you, slightly worried at how silent you became.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong-“

Before he could finish, you quickly sat on his lap and started crying. He frowned before holding you tight, rubbing and patting your head while kissing your cheek every so often.

“I just don’t understand why she picks on me... we’re in college for crying out loud! We’re supposed to be adults!”

Seungjoon just kept his tight grip on you, telling you that everything will be okay in the end. “We also may have a little problem...”

You sniffed at moved back a little to face him, tears still running down your face. “Are you seriously hard right now?”

“Well... I kinda didn’t expect you to sit on me like this...”

“I’ll be done crying in five minutes.“

Wyatt

“Baby... why are you so far away...”

Wyatt moaned out in sadness, staring at you sitting in the chair across the couch. You looked up from your phone to see Wyatt not exactly sitting the way he usually does. His head was leaning against the backrest, his legs spread out, and he looked sad. “Well, what do you want me to do?”

He pouted, “I want you to sit with me.”

“Okay,” you said before standing up from your seat and walking over to him. You then placed your knees on both sides of his thighs, straddling him while wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your head on his shoulders. He tensed up a bit, then relaxed and held you close to him.

“I kinda meant beside me, but this is way better.” Wyatt said, smiling from ear to ear before moving his hands from your back to your ass, lightly gripping it.

“Jaeyoung...”

“Sorry, my hands slipped.”

“Okay but... Suki and I were in the middle of fixing our relationship. I was gone for a little bit, she could’ve already moved on to a different person!”

You groaned at your boyfriend’s response. See, he was becoming more and more busy with his fellow stray cat friends rather than spending time with you, and it wasn’t at all very pleasant. “But Minkyun-“

“Suki didn’t receive enough water! She could’ve died of thirst... and her death will be on my hands!”

Pouting, you lightly shoved Minkyun down on the love seat behind him and straddled him. You also buried your head into the crook of his neck before speaking up. “Babe, I missed you a lot... and you’re spending most of the time you have left with your furry friends rather than your girlfriend. I’m feeling a bit jealous.”

Minkyun giggled at your confession while pulling your closer, smelling the floral scented body spray he bought for your birthday.

“If I had known you were gonna be jealous, I would’ve done this a long time ago.”

You moved to look up at him and glared. “Don’t push it.”

“Got it.”

Today was absolutely wonderful. The weather was nice, the people weren’t huge jerks, and the beach wasn’t that packed! It was the perfect time to spend it with your boyfriend and his friends. You hadn’t seen them in a good while, so you asked them if they could hang out with you. (With Yuto’s permission of course)

“Heads up!”

Seungjoon yelled as the volleyball he hit went a little off course, heading straight for you and Yuto.

“I’ll save you!”

Minkyun shouted dramatically as he ran for the ball, getting hit very hard in the back. He proceeded to fall down in a very theatrical like manner and stared up at the blue sky.

“So... this is what death feels like...”

Yuto just stared at Minkyun while he laid there, then looked back at you.

“So as I was saying-“

“Wow! Not even a “Thank you my brave hero!” After I sacrificed my body for you?”

“I’ll cook two meals with you tomorrow.”

“Alright have a nice evening.”

Minkyun said as he got up, dusting off whatever sand he could, and ran back to continue playing volleyball. You giggled at how quick Minkyun agreed, and placed your head on Yuto’s shoulders again.

“Ahh, this is the best day ever...”

“It would be even better if you were in my lap.”

“Bet.”

As quickly as that left your mouth, you were in his lap. Shifting around to get comfortable you accidentally brushed against his clothes area, causing him to let out a small moan. Of course that made you smile.

“Aww... is my baby boy feeling okay?”

“Please don’t tease me...”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be doing the real teasing when we get to bed.”

Hopefully this wasn’t too bad lol. I finished watching avatar with my little sister now, so I’m back with the full time writing again. I love y’all 😘

#💍 anon #onf #onf hyojin #onf etion #onf j us #onf wyatt #onf mk #onf yuto

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babybenibo · 4 years ago

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Minkyun slowly climbing up my bias list babe know your place it's already packed up there

#his silly laugh #his adorable smile #how am i supposed to breath #mk #minkyun #onf #kpop #baby talk

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kinqjaehyxn · 5 years ago

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Don’t Run Away

—kim doyoung

genre: fluff

warning(s): none

word count: 1,122

a/n: i had a dream about this and it was too cute

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"Minjae hold your brother's hand please." Dongyong said, pushing a shopping cart. Today was especially busy at the grocery store for some reason. It was the beginning of the week and you and your husband usually go to the supermarket to get food for the week as your family of 5 eats a lot.

Your eldest grabs hold of the elder twin Minkyun. Minjae was an absolute blessing, at such a young age, he was already very responsible. Minjae was a very easy child to take care of. He rarely cried, always ate his food, never threw tantrums and was just an overall amazing kid. For only being 5, both you and Dongyoung trusted him quite a lot. There are times however, when he would act like his own age, but what do you expect, he still is a child after all. Mingjae took majority of your features. He had our big brown eyes and a cute little button nose while he got his father's adorable gummy smile.

2 years after Minjae was born, you gave birth to twins. Minkyun being the older one of the two, coming out before his sister by 3 minutes. Minkyun was a little rascal like the middle child he is. Like you, he was the second eldest, often being a troublemaker at times. He got into a lot more trouble than his brother, but Minkyun made your lives filled with laughter. He was a natural comedian, likes to make everyone in the room smile and laugh from his antics. He often liked to play and tease your youngest but would earn a scolding from his brother. Minkyun looks up to Minjae and he wishes to be just like him. Minkyun looks like an exact replica of Dongyoung, there's no doubt about it. While he also had your nose, he inherited Dongyoung's smile as well as his adorable eyes.

And of course, there was your youngest and only daughter, Minseo. She's filled with curiosity, roaming around asking what this and that are. She loves to smile and occasionally sing, off tune at that. She also loves to dance whenever she hears the first beat of any song. She's very friendly, waving at anyone and everyone. Because she is the youngest, she loves all the attention she can get. Out of the three, she loves to eat the most, almost eating her brother's food if he doesn't finish it fast enough. Minseo looks identical to Minkyun, only she got your eyes and the rest from your husband.

Minjae grabs a hold of Minkyun's tiny hand and leads him right behind his father. While Dongyoung had the boys at the cereal aisle, you had Minseo in your arms in the produce area. Growing up with sweets around you, you made it your goal to not give your kids chocolates and candies until they were at the age of 5, and even then, you gave Minjae very small amounts of sweets to avoid him getting too addicted. "Minseo~ which one do you think tastes yummier?" You asked sweetly, giving her a choice between strawberries and grapes.

Minseo put on a face that showed she was thinking, to which you chuckled. "Strawberries!!" She said excitedly. You smiled and grabbed the pack of strawberries, making your way back to Dongyoung. Once you got back to the cart, you placed the fruit in the cart and set Minseo down.

"Ooh good choice." Dongyoung said. "Hon, which one should we get?" He questioned, holding two different types of cereal.

You looked at the two, not sure which one to get. "Hmm, why not both? Maybe Minjae might like both of them." You suggested.

"We need to choose one though love, we don't need two boxes at home." He said lovingly. After a moment of thought you decided to go with the cheerios. "Okay kids, everyone follow daddy to the next aisle!!" He said enthusiastically. You smiled and gently guided your sons to follow Dongyoung to get milk. You quickly realized Minseo wasn't there and stopped in your tracks. "Honey, where's Minseo?" You asked, getting a little frantic.

Both you and Dongyoung looked to the front and back of the aisle, yet she was still nowhere to be found. "Stay here with mom okay?" He said to Minjae and Minkyun.

"Minseo-ya!" He called out. No response. he checked the other aisles for his daughter, however, he still couldn't find her. "Minseo-ya where are you?" He called out again. It wasn't helping that this place was crowded.

Dongyoung began to pick up the pace while still repeatedly calling for her name. "Kim Minseo, where are you?" His voice started to get louder. A huge wave of relief hit him when he saw her in the baby aisle on her tippy toes, trying to grab her favourite cookies on the second shelf. He fast walked over to her, while sternly saying, "Ya, Kim Minseo." She cutely turned around and saw her father with the look of worry and relief written on his face. "What in the world do you think you're doing?" He asks, a little more angry than intended.

Minseo notice the change in tone in his voice. She knew whenever he used that tone, something was wrong. Her eyes began to water, "I wanted cookies." She mumbled, trying to stop her tears from falling. "Please don't be mad."

Dongyoung's face softened as he bent down to wipe her tears away with his thumb. He gave his daughter a hug and sobbed into his shoulder. "Oh sweetie I'm not mad at you." He cooed, rubbing circles onto her back. "Daddy was just worried when he couldn't find you. Mommy and I thought we would never see you again." He said. She continued to cry until her tears had stopped falling. Dongyoung let go over her and held her shoulders. "I'm sorry.." She sniffled.

"That's okay sweetheart, just please don't do that again." He kissed her forehead. "Don't run away from mommy and I anymore okay? Otherwise, you won't be able to see your brothers and us anymore, okay?" She nodded and wiped the remaining tears on her cheeks. "Okay, now let's go find your mother, I bet she's going crazy looking everywhere for you."

"Okay~" She said, getting picked up from her father. "I love you daddy~" Dongyoung smiled and kissed her, " I love you too Minseo."

Dongyoung and Minseo were walking back to find you when the intercom over the speakers came on. "Kim Minseo please come to the nearest checkout, I repeat, Kim Minseo please come to the nearest checkout, your family is waiting for you."

Dongyoung looked at your daughter, "Told you she's going crazy." He laughed and Minseo laughed along with him.

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