Hand In Marriage - Tumblr Posts
And I don't know how you do it
But I'm forever ruined by you~
WASNT UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS ?!?!? WASNT UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS ?!?!?
DUDE U SURPASSED ANY AND ALL EXPECTATIONS BC U ARE LITERALLY STUNNING OMG LIKE WHAT ON EARTH HAVE U BEEN DRINKING ?!/!??!?!? UR LITERALLY SO PRETTY WOW
NAURRR MAEEEEE YOU’RE MAKING ME BLUSH AND ALL SMILEY STOPPPP!!!! THANK YOU SM 😭😭😭 I JUST KNOW YOU ARE TOO
also, i have been drinking sparkling water tyvm HAHAHAHA /hj
✎ — MY MELODY ; lee jihoon
synopsis. waking up in the middle of a thunderstorm alone is no one’s idea of perfect but your husband provides plenty of heartwarming moments. pairing. jihoon x afab! reader genre. fluff content. idol! au, parent! au, short, established relationship, soppy moments i cherish tons, reader (and child) have a fear of thunderstorms wc. 606 words, 3.4k characters
MILKY’S NOTES . . . sobbing, throwing up, rolling on the floor, you’ll hear from me again in about 5 working business days
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a deep rumbling smothered seoul as the night sky thundered once more, cracks of static lightning shooting down from oblivion. before you’d gone to bed with your husband at your side, you’d vehemently ignored the weather forecast that spoke of thunderstorms during the night. “are you sure you’ll be okay?” you remember your husband asking, his tone worrisome as his furrowed brows looked across the room in your direction, where you was changing into nightwear. you had laughed, waving him off with your hand as you climbed into your shared bed.
another crack and rumble shook the house momentarily and your eyes shot open, your whole body sitting up quick enough to give you whiplash as your adjusting eyes took in how the illuminated room faded back into routine darkness. blindly, your left hand dragged across the sheets towards jihoon’s side of the bed. the endeavour ended with your fingertips left empty, confusing you. the time on your phone said 1:14am, so where was your husband?
panicking as another rumble echoed above the house, you threw your legs over the side of the bed - not even slipping your feet into your slippers - and hurriedly left the bedroom to seek out your husband’s comfort. your shaking frame stumbled door to door, checking every one of them for signs of life. jihoon’s office? no. your art studio? no. the second floor hallway was lit up by another strike of lightning and your heart lept into your throat, your body instinctively stumbling into your daughter’s room to see if she was okay.
the figure of her body in bed was much larger than usual, as if two people were snuggled up under her disney princess sheets. you blinked the sleep from your eyes, hearing hana’s whimpers followed by the familiar, lulling sound of your husband’s voice, singing one of his songs softly.
“영원한 사랑이 있다면,” you recognised the song to be ‘to you’ which you’d stated multiple times was a favourite of yours, “그건 당신이겠죠.”
you let out a sigh of relief that you’d finally found your husband amongst all of your suffocating panic. the sheets moved and your eyes met with his. your daughter was curled up into his chest, her head barely making it to the crook of his neck. her small hands were gripping his shirt, bunching the material up in fists.
pink lips curved into a gentle smile at the scene, one of jihoon’s hands rubbing hana’s back rhythmically. faintly, you could make out jihoon smiling back at you in the darkness.
“i’ll come back to bed soon.” he murmured out into the cherished silence that had fell between not only the three of you but the entirety of seoul at that moment. your fingers at your sides fiddled with the material of the shirt you was wearing to bed - one of jihoon’s shirts - and you nodded, almost child-like as the state the thunderstorm put you in wore off.
“do i get a song sang to me too?” you joked playfully, eyes glittering as jihoon chuckled softly, his eyes squeezing shut at the gesture, “it’s only fair.”
“you don’t have to ask baby.” jihoon hummed, his hand stilling on hana’s sleeping body as he realised she’d fell asleep in the absence of his voice and the thunderstorm.
taking in the scene once more, your heart swelled. your husband had come to comfort hana in the absence of you being awake, the second most precious female in his life. as you stumbled tiredly back to your bedroom, the smile on your lips stayed ever present at what a wonderful father he’d become.
made this for an ask thing ｡◕‿◕｡
