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babyleostuff · 24 days ago

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𝜗𝜚 THEME: fluff, domestic vibes, absolutely whipped kim mingyu 𝜗𝜚 PAIRING: dad!mingyu x mom!reader 𝜗𝜚 WORD COUNT: 1.2k

⦗💌 ⦘in which your little girl wants to take a picture of you and mingyu but drops the camera she stole from him in the process

„i was thinking,” mingyu murmured into your hair and turned the volume of the tv down, „that we could go to the farmer’s market tomorrow. since i don’t have any schedules, y’know.”

you peeled your eyes from the screen and looked up at your husband from where your head was resting on his chest and nodded immediately, as if you’d ever say no to a day out with him and your daughter. „sounds perfect,” you sighed happily and fixed the blanket that mingyu wrapped you in some time ago. „maybe we’ll manage to find some vintage frames to match those in the living room.”

he hummed and brushed his nose against your cheek. „just… this time we have to avoid the section where they keep the plushies.”

ah yes, the plushies.

your little girl’s current hyperfixation and your husband’s cause of nightmares. not that you minded, there was something endearing in a 6 foot something man sitting in a circle of bears and unicorns drinking tea from a miniature teacup.

you smirked and lifted your head. „but she’ll be devastated, honey,” you fake-pouted.

she wouldn’t though, not really. your little girl has had her dad wrapped around her little finger since day one and she was a very smart kid, so figuring out how to get her dad to do anything for her wasn’t that difficult. she’s had the puppy-eyes technique figured out for a long time now, which… she used a lot to her advantage.

mingyu groaned and lowered his head, bumping it against your shoulder. „there’s literally no room left in her bedroom. last night, when i was kissing her goodnight, i tripped over at least three of them!” he whined.

that was very much true. you spent fifteen minutes this morning trying to find one of her shoes amongst the mess of unicorns of all shapes and sizes, and all you found in the end was a sock that you had been looking for for the past month. it didn’t help that soonyoug bought her tiger plushies every other week, not to mention seungcheol who loved spending his money on your daughter for some reason.

but you couldn't help but throw your head back and laugh at your husband wholeheartedly. „gyu, you’re capable of tripping over air, it doesn’t count in your case,” you giggled and ran your fingers through his messy hair, pushing back the few curly strands that fell over his eyes. “besides, she’ll find a way to get those plushies either way. it’s not like you’ll ever say no to her.”

you could feel your husband’s pouty lips against your collarbone as he said, “you’re right. but it’s unfair that mr.unicorn gets all the cuddles now. even that ugly monkey that looks like it had been through a car crash and a bad lip injection is more loved than i am.”

heavens, sometimes you wondered who the real baby in your family was.

“gyu, listen to me,” you took his face in your hands and peeled him away from you, “stop overreacting-,”.

“but what if she’s all grown up now and won’t-,”.

“she’s three, kim mingyu. besides, she loves you, you dumbass,” you ran your thumb over his cheek, though that didn’t seem to convince him. “she’s a daddy’s girl, okay? trust me, i am the one who should be complaining about the lack of cuddles,” you said and smoothed the crease between his brows.

“if you say so,” he sighed, and nuzzled his cheek into your hand. “but-,”.

suddenly, out of nowhere, you heard a loud bang behind you, like something fell and... glass broke? mingyu being mingyu, almost fell off the couch, but you were quick to turn around to inspect where the sound came from.

and your heart almost broke when you saw what, or rather who, was standing behind the couch.

"oh, honey," you cooed.

your little girl was standing in the middle of the room, clad in her pink nightgown mingyu had bought her on one of his trips abroad, only instead of the bright smile that always graced her face, there were tears in her gorgeous, brown eyes.

"what the?" your husband murmured next to you. “is that my camera?”

your daughter’s eyes widened in panic as she looked at him. “‘m sorry, daddy,” her voice wobbled in the most heartbreaking way possible. the little girl’s tiny hands were clutching onto the neck strap that was supposed to be connected to the camera. “didn’ mean,” she sniffled, “to break it,” she said and the first tears started rolling down her puffy cheeks.

you quickly untangled your limbs from the blanket but before you could get up, mingyu put his hand on your thigh. “no, no, no,” he almost tripped from how fast he got up from the couch. “it wasn’t your fault, princess.”

you thanked whatever grace that your daughter was smart enough not to move because the floor around her was litreed in small glass shards and you weren’t sure what you and mingyu would do if anything happened to her.

not even a second later, he was at her side, picking up her small body and engulfing her in his big arms.

“don’ be angry, daddy,” your baby cried into mingyu's shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck.

mingyu shook his head and turned around to face you with a heartbreakingly sad expression. “i’m not angry, baby. i was just scared,” he murmured. “daddy thought you hurt yourself.”

you waved for them to come over to where you were sitting and muttered a quiet “come here”.

your husband placed your daughter on his lap, her head pressed against his chest, on the same spot where yours was just a minute ago. her tiny fists were pressed against his naked tummy as she continued to sniffle quietly.

wiping every tear that escaped her eyes you started to hum one of the lullababies mingyu used to sing to her when she was a newborn, something you still did when she was upset. your husband was stroking her hair the whole time, rocking her back and forth, as you continued to hum quietly.

“why did you take my camera, sweetheart?” mingyu asked after a while, when her breathing calmed down a bit.

“i woke up,” she said, looking up at him with her big brown eyes. “and i saw you n’ mommy sittin’ and i wan’ to take picture. like you always take of me n’ mommy.”

mingyu’s own eyes welled up with tears and he quickly tucked her head back to his chest so she wouldn’t see him upset.

“oh, baby,” you whispered quietly, though you weren’t sure who needed more comforting at that point. “that’s so sweet, but next time ask me or daddy for help, okay? you could’ve seriously injured yourself.”

your baby girl nodded and she scrambled off mingyu’s lap to throw herself in your embrace instead. well, it was nice to know that the unicorns and your husband hadn’t replaced you completely yet.

“what do you say we go and grab a camera together, hm?” he asked. “and we can do a whole photoshoot, we can even make a white background with the sheets.”

“pink. pink sheets,” she said and clapped her hands. it seemed that you and mingyu breathed a sigh of relief that your daughter was back to her normal, bubbly self.

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aestheticherron2001 · 6 years ago

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You tie Corbyns hair up with a hair band and he walks around all day saying he's a unicorn

Today was just a chill day. You and Corbyn laying on the bed scrolling miles through your phones, showing each other random stuff every once in a while. You hear his phone ring as he picked it up. “Hey. No we’re not doing anything. Um yeah let me ask her.” He puts the phone to his chest. “Do you wanna go to Six Flags in about a hour.” “Sure.” you say looking up at him. “She said yes. Ok. Bye.” “Who was is?” “Jonah. The guys were going they knew we would want to come too.” “Ok i’ll go get ready!” You get up to go change into Corbyns NASA sweatshirt and some leggings. You slip on your shoes, touch up your makeup, and put your hair up. “I’ve always wondered what my hair would look like put up.” he says as he wraps himself around you. “Well let’s find out.” You turn around and grab the long hair in the front of his head and wrap it with a scrunchie. “Ok look.” you giggle after seeing your masterpiece. He looked in the mirror and busted out laughing. “Oh my god I look like a frickin unicorn!” You smile at his goofiness. “Are you going to wear it to Six Flags?” “YES THAT’S THE MOST AMAZING IDEA EVER!” “This is why I love you dork.”

You guys pull in and meet the others at the gate. “Yo Corbyn whats up with your hair?” Zach says laughing. “I’M A UNICORN DON’T JUDGE ME BECAUSE I’M MORE MAGICAL THAN YOU HUMAN!” He yell as people stare. “Babe not so loud!” You laugh slapping his arm. “Sorry. You want to ride on my back?” “Of course Mr.Unicorn.” You hop on his back and the rest of the day he ran around telling everyone he’s a unicorn. “Today was the best day ever. Can I keep your scrunchie since your keeping my hoodie?” “Yes you can I love you.” “I love you too.”

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