best message of the night

After Hours [m]

pairing: reader x Yoongi

Genre: tattoed!yoongi, rapper!tyoongi, angst? fluff? smut, idk how to label this haha

word count: 16,212

warnings: graphic sexual content, alcohol, language

a/n: this is loosely based of Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist. i am v nervous about this as it isn’t the usual angst fueled plot I normally write. so if it’s crap, please be kind haha. i’m tagging the lovely @dimplecoups​ because i know you’ve been waiting for this. and @2seoke for always being the best babe.

Originally posted by lethargicmin

You looked in the mirror, making sure your face mask was properly in place. If you were going to look like a serial killer for the next 20 minutes, you at least wanted to look the part. Your bed was calling your name as you walked over to the soft mattress, choosing to ignore the missed calls and text messages from your best friend. This was the first Saturday night you had to yourself in months. No work. No brother. No best friend. You were free to do whatever you wanted.

Or at least that’s what you had originally intended. But as the door to your bedroom crashed open you soon realized that the night had other plans for you.

“Why haven’t you answered my calls?” your best friend Irene squealed as she plopped down at the foot of your bed. “It’s Saturday night and I know you don’t have to work tomorrow!”

You gave her a look. Well, you tried to give her a look to the best of your ability as the motions of your face was restricted by the sheet mask on top of it. “There’s a reason why I didn’t answer your calls. And just because my idiot brother gave you a key to our apartment doesn’t mean you can just waltz in here any time you want.”

Irene rolled her eyes, blowing a large bubble from the gum she was constantly chewing. She was clearly not amused at your disinterest on leaving your apartment tonight. You reached forward, popping it with your pointer finger. “You’re no fun, Y/N” she whined, collecting the gum back into her mouth.

“I can’t have fun when I’m always too busy taking care of you.” you quipped, reminding her of the last time the two of you went out. “I had to beg that cop not to give you a ticket for being drunk in public. Why aren’t you bothering my brother? I’m sure he would love to see you.”

Keep reading

Nicholas Sparks Movies:

yeah, i’ll always love you guys too :)

BTS Reaction: After The Breakup


It had been a week since the two of you broke up. Things between the two of you weren’t the same. He was traveling all around the world living his dream, while you were finishing off school. His hectic schedule and the distance was just too much and you decided to end it. It’s not what you wanted but it was for the best. Jin had finished his concert. The concert you were going to attend. Once he got back stage he began to cry. He couldn’t stand not being with you. The boys came to comfort him, but it wasn’t enough. He just wanted you.


You had just gotten into a fight with Yoongi. You and Yoongi had been dating for almost a year and he decided to dump you out of the blue. You didn’t know why, but Yoongi did. You’re relationship was too good. You were too good to him. He believed that he would eventually mess up, lose you and get hurt. So what was his solution? He broke up with you. He watched as you packed your things and left, holding back his tears. After you had left he could not hold them anymore and slid down the wall, bursting into tears.



The both of you knew it would have to end soon. It was getting too hard to even text. He was super busy and you were super busy. The both of you sat down together and talked it out. Yes there was screaming and tears, but in the end you both came to a consensus. There was no pointed fingers. You were calmly sleeping when your phone started to blow up. You had thousands of twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Facebook, and text messages. You opened your best friends message. You found a video of BTS on stage, on that exact night. The performance was of Butterfly. You smiled throughout the entire song, until Namjoon showed up on your screen, crying. You could hear the passion in his words, making you cry.


The two of you had not been together for two months. After you broke up, hoseok didn’t cry, he just consumed himself in his work. He was working in the studio when Yoongi came. He had noticed how he didn’t wallow after the two of you broke up. The moment Yoongi mentioned you, hoseok froze. Hearing your name for the first time in a while, broke him. He started crying in front of Yoongi. He explained how he felt empty without you and the only way to fill the emptiness was to consume himself with work.


You broke up with him. You were a fool to think Jimin could give you that. He was touring the entire time. You broke up with the night he came back from tour. Jimin knew it was coming. He left your apartment right after and walked to the nearest bar. He drank and drank until he could forget your name. He drank so much that he got into a fight because of nothing. Namjoon found Jimin in the bar bleeding. He dragged him all the way to their place. Jimin started crying in the elevator, desperately calling for you.


Taeh and you were everybody’s favorite couple. The adorable boy loved you with his entire heart, so he didn’t understand why you broke up with him. You came into his place looking like you had just cried for hours, which you had. You were scared that Taeh would leave you, you could not bare to think that he would break your heart like the last guy did. You didn’t want to break up with him, but you did. The next day Taeh and the boys were eating when a fan came up to Taeh and asked about you. He held in his tears and said you were back home. Right after the fan left he began to cry to the boys.


The both of you were so happy in your relationship. Jungkooks family loved you so much, but your family did not. They thought that he was going to cheat on you. It was bound to happen since he was famous right? Doubts filled your head every day. You started to distance yourself from Jungkook. You didn’t answer his texts or calls. One day you stopped talking to him. No one knew about this, so when the boys mentioned you in an interview jungkook broke down in front of the boys and the fans.

First Date with the chocobros (+Ravus)


  • netflix and chill date
  • literally
  • he will put up Justice Monsters Five on the huge tv and lounge with you on the couch, which thankfully transforms into a bed to accommodate all the snacks and limbs
  • evening nap turns into night nap
  • super chill date with no pressure
  • he laughs more when he thinks nobody is looking!
  • sleeps on your leg by accident 
  • or is it?


  • Zoo date!
  • gush about cute animals and take lots of selfies with the Anak babies!
  • he’ll blush while holding your hand and by the end of the day will have progressed to putting his arm over your shoulder
  • giggling most of the conversation
  • he’ll buy you a cactuar plush from the souvenir corner
  • you want to kiss him by the end of it but he’s too flustered and runs away!
  • messages you later that night that he had the best time of his life ♥
  • and sends you all the pretty photos he took of the animals and food
  • but keeps some of them a secret because he’s too embarrassed to admit that you looked cute in the ones where you weren’t looking


  • Home cooked dinner date
  • he will set the lights and scents to match the evening and pick you up from whatever transportation stop you choose to use with flowers in hand
  • will detour with you to the store to buy ingredients, allowing you complete freedom to choose what you want to eat
  • pours expensive drinks for you both to sip on while chatting over the cooking preparations
  • he will flash a sweet smile when you ask to help him but will decline your generous offer because ‘royalty don’t do chores’.
  • he let’s you wipe the fog off his glasses though, and let’s you put them back on his face yourself
  • (⁎❝᷀ົ ˙̫ ❝᷀ົ⁎)
  • his hair is so soft!!!
  • his voice lulls you into a different kind of drunk after the delicious meal and you wonder if he’s used the funny mushrooms
  • he didn’t, of course, but you’re entranced nonetheless and he smells so good
  • in the morning you’re glad you bought a spare toothbrush when you were buying ingredients  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


  • Amusement park date!
  • He will impress you with his punching bag record! he will make that mallet ring the bell! he will absolutely NOT scream on that scary ride!
  • okay maybe a little screaming
  • but only because he doesn’t want you to scream alone !(•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑
  • will win you that giant moogle plush and carry it around proudly for the rest of the trip
  • finishes your sandwich and shares his dessert with you
  • holds your hand when you least expect it and appear nonchalant about it, but you can tell he’s affected by it because he won’t stop brushing his hair back with the other hand
  • buys matching keychains so you can always remember him whenever your keys jingle
  • it’s not like you can forget after that sweet kiss at the park gates!


  • The former prince of Tenebrae will do everything by the book: flowers, a comfortable ride, a VIP reservation for a musical, followed by a fantastic dinner in an expensive hotel
  • he will literally follow the book Lunafreya gave him about dating
  • he has no idea what he’s supposed to do most of the time if it’s not in the book
  • stiffens and goes completely silent when you try to hold his hand
  • the evening was nice but it almost feels scripted
  • so you get him to drink one two shots more than is deemed appropriate for a man of his stature
  • suddenly he’s ranting about “that fucking minister Besithia”
  • also admitting that he once attempted to sell an expensive heirloom that belonged to someone else’s dad
  • he falls asleep on your shoulder throughout the ride home, asking you about “a thing” that he must do but can’t recall the details of
  • you decide you like Ravus more than Prince Ravus
  • Lunafreya uses his phone to send you a picture of him sleeping in a pile of her dogs
  • it’s now your screen background and you regret nothing
Stay Professional! Part 3

Work AU! Fluff and Angst: JK x Reader

Read Part 1, Part 2 here

When was the last time that you were kissed so passionately by someone this attractive? Well.. never really. No one in the past and possibly future could compare to Jungkook’s striking features. No one could compare to Jungkook’s alluring aura that sent women fantasising and wishing they were single although they wouldn’t have a chance for he was- a self-absorbed and selfish man. He viewed people as nothing more than just ‘toys’ and somehow people were still willing to kiss his feet at their will. He owned the world. The tallest of buildings and power that could crumble people below him with nothing more than a simple, sigh. But he fought as a lone wolf- dealing with pressure and the unthinkable at his age. It crippled him to his current state: lost and curious about things that made him feel human again. 

Jungkook found excitement in observing your reaction after his passionate kiss, his hand still gently sat on your waist and another that softly cupped your face. It was obvious that he was content with his actions through his signature smug expression. He exhaled seductively as though he’d just sucked the air right out of your lungs. In which he did successfully. You opened your eyes to see him looking at you with such satisfaction. 

Much to his surprise, realisation finally hit and you pushed him away as a very late reflex. 

“What was that about? Sir I believe what you’re trying to do is inappropriate and just downright confusing. Could you care to explain your intentions?” You barked, angry at Jungkook who thought he’d be able to easily get away with it. Even after knowing that he was the CEO’s only son, you cut him no slack.

What’s the point? I’m fired anyways.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that, Y/N?” He chuckled, his amusement evidently growing by the second. 

He started to walk around the office, clacks of his shoes made the intensity of the awkward atmosphere increase by a little bit each time. 

“Who was the one that started stripping in front of me last night?” He stopped walking to swiftly slide one of his hands into his suit pocket and shot you an egotistic grin. 

Your face turned a peachy red- with both anger and embarrassment and clicked your tongue loudly in frustration. 

“Your tongue can do much more than that.” He chuckled again, his single eyebrow raised and a cynical laugh escaped his lips. He’d never had that much fun in what felt like forever to him- even though his definition of fun was your definition of ‘I’m about to fuck this smug prick up’. 

He noticed your clenched fists and what looked like steam from your ears, and decided to tone down his playful behaviour. He coughed into his fist and sat back down on his leather chair that towered over his broad shoulders. Get a hold of yourself Jungkook he scolded. 

“Anyways, I believe-” He said before your interruption. “I’m sorry sir.” You swallowed your pride and decided to apologise because for one, he’d just saved you and two- you probably should apologise over what you did last night. As much as it killed you inside, you knew that you owed him an apology and so- you did the right thing and said sorry for your drunken behaviour. 

“I’m apologising for my behaviour last night. I was out of my mind.” You rolled your eyes and got into a more comfortable posture- shifting from an uptight and straight back to a slight slouch and a hand on your hip. 

“Yes I can get a little out of hand when I’m drunk but as long as you know that I had no other intentions and that it was only because I was completely drunk.” You scoffed, finally resorting to your comfortable nature. 

“But I believe what you did just now was also out of hand. Perhaps you have something to say to me?” You folded your arms and smiled at him gently although negative vibes radiated from you. 

Jungkook scoffed in return and was once again blasted with unexpected words that came out of your mouth. He found it impossible to read you because you were so different- gutsy, rebellious and bold. It was mainly just from the alcohol but his interest in you as a person peaked and he displayed a flirtatious grin. 

“Right.” He smiled. A fake and bullshit smile plastered across his face- that still somehow looked effortlessly charming. “I’m sorry for my actions.” He laughed, the saltiness rolling off his tongue. 

“But honestly, look at me straight in the eye and tell me that you didn’t enjoy any of that. Also, tell me again, who was the one that had just saved you out there?” He reminded you, slowly taking off his coat to further rub the salt in your wounds. He was aware that he sounded like a prick but he couldn’t hold back on his words- your interesting reactions consumed him and made him interested like never before. He found himself hooked on you- the scent of your skin and taste of your lips was addicting to him. Even after just 2 kisses. 

“Yes thanks for that. Now can I go. I just got fired and I’m not in the mood to deal with you right now.” You explained grumpily, exhaled a loud sigh and stepped out of his office with a loud slam. 

Jungkook sat seated, blinking away his confusion and scolding himself for his unusual and rude behaviour. It wasn’t often that he lost control of his senses. Since then, for the few next hours, he had wriggled around on his black leather seat that somehow seemed less comfortable than before as he tried to figure out exactly why you were still on his mind. Was it the way that you kept things real? Or just the fact that you were a brilliant kisser. He’d never felt such regret from his actions. Either way, Jungkook found himself unable to keep his mind off of you for the next couple of hours, praying to himself that it was only a temporary phase. 

You cursed to yourself as you walked up the apartment stairs. Your top 2 buttons on your blouse now unbuttoned and the skirt pulled up a little higher than usual, you lazily opened the door to your tiny apartment and slammed it behind you in frustration. 

“Great.” You sighed to yourself and wondered what else could possibly go wrong.

Even though you felt angry and conflicted at the entire situation, you couldn’t help but replay Jungkook’s passionate kiss over and over again in your head. You brushed your thumb across your bottom lip and wondered just why in the world he would act like that. 

He could’ve just told me that I kissed him! Why did he have to kiss me to try and prove it?

You threw a pillow across the room and grabbed another one to scream into it.

I’ve finally gone crazy haven’t I? 

You didn’t even bother to change out of your work clothes and fell asleep on the couch, convincing yourself that you’d sort out the problems later- when you were awake and when you could think without the killer headache.  

After a few hours of passing out completely on the sofa, you had been woken up by the sound of your phone’s ‘ding’ that faintly sung through your handbag. You grumbled to yourself and crawled across the carpet to check the message. It was from your best friend whom had disappeared last night. It read “I’m sorry I had to leave you last night. I had work this morning so I couldn’t stay back.” She apologised and a small glow of happiness sparked within you. 

At least I still have her. You thought, feeling grateful for the good friend that you held dear to your heart. You explained to her of what happened today and she rushed over immediately with comfort food and her overnight equipment. The two of you got to finally spend some quality time as best friends with no interruptions. You could clearly tell that she was worried about you but she tried her best to stay supportive and not add fuel to the already, very hot fire you were. 

For the next couple of days, you had lazed around at home- on the hunt for part-time work as well as full-time. Despite being fired, you stayed positive about the entire situation and had decided to move on with an optimistic mindset that was surely the reason why you were so charming. 

During those days, Jungkook was about to go crazy. He was fully convinced that something had switched on inside him and he never felt the same after you’d kiss him that night you were a drunken mess. It was irritating for him. He found it impossible to focus on the simplest of tasks and he was getting frustrated at himself for constantly thinking and relating everything back to you. He had felt terrible for acting out of line that day you got fired and it bugged him till nights end. He was exactly sure why it bugged him so much. If it had happened to anyone else, he was convinced that he wouldn’t give a damn about it. 

“This is just a phase. I’ll get over it.” He mumbled to himself for the 80th time that day as he strided past a hallway full of employees that bowed their heads to him. 

“Did you say something, sir?” Jungkook’s personal assistant pestered on the sidelines, irritating him more than usual. 

“No. You’re standing too close to me. Step back.” He demanded, his voice sounding perplexed with stress and irritation. 

Surely this is just a phase. 

Jungkook couldn’t handle not knowing what was going on. He couldn’t physically stand lacking knowledge. So whenever he was reminded of you, he got irritated because he couldn’t understand himself- why did you give him stomach aches that resembled cramps. It had gotten to a point when every time he was reminded of you, his mood dropped below the Earth as he felt terrible for what had happened. Although he was cocky, there was no doubt that he was still a gentleman. It hurt his personal reputation deep down so finally- Jungkook had decided on a plan that would stop these confusing undesirable feelings that he was dying to get rid of. He decided that these feelings were just feelings of regret and nothing more. He had concluded that if he were to properly apologise he’d be able to forget about you and what he did. 

“It’s not too much to show up at her house, right?” He questioned his assistant. For the first time- he really wasn’t sure of what he was doing. It made him annoyed because he was experiencing discomforting feelings and new situations he thought he’d never have to face. 

“You’re already here sir, you might as well go in and get the business done. Please hurry up though, you have a conference that starts in 45 minutes.” He said, mindlessly scrolling through his phone that had Jungkook’s schedule.

“If you don’t mind me asking sir, what kind of business is it? The building is a little run down and I’d never seen you personally visit a client.” 

“It’s my business for a reason. Not yours.” He growled, his usual cold tone that sent his assistant bowing to leave. 

He scanned the ‘white’ building that had weathered down into a musky grey and felt his heart tingle slightly from the nerves. Stop overreacting. He scolded himself. I’ll apologise and just get out. It won’t take long. 

And with that, he set off inside the building- having to take the stairs as the elevators were being repaired. 

He climbed up to the third floor and checked for the correct room number before knocking gently and waiting for a response. 

“Coming~” You yelled out from the kitchen, quickly washing the pastry crumbs off your hands. You rarely had any visitors besides the mailman and your best friend so you were betting 100% that it’d be your best friend behind that door. 

Man did it hit you hard. Instead of your goofy best friend, there stood a tall, dangerously attractive and familiar man that sent your jaw to nearly hit the ground. 

“S-Sir?!” You stuttered, not expecting his appearance at all. You took in his new fragrance that was surely Ralph Lauren and had you weak at your knees. 

“My apologies for showing up without notice. May I come in? I have something to discuss with you.” His velvety tones sounded so pleasing to hear- you’d thought that after that day you’d never be able to hear his cold yet charming voice again. 

Part 4!

Morgan Rielly - Part Fourteen

Turns out I’m bad at Call of Duty.

               Like, really bad.

               Morgan is sitting with his elbows on his knees as his fingers rub his temples in circular patterns. I press my lips together and cross my legs, looking nonchalantly around the living room as the screen replays the event that took place moments ago. My character somehow not only kills Morgan’s character, who was on my own team, but I somehow killed my own character in the process.

Keep reading


Edward Petherbridge in the ‘The Exorcism’ episode of the BBC’s Dead of Night series, 1972

“Can you call me tomorrow?”

The last message received from one of my best friends the night before she killed herself. I didn’t end up calling her for whatever reason 17 year old me had, and I still blame myself 6 years later. I think about it everyday that maybe if I had called I could have helped her.

anonymous asked:

can you do a #3 + #53 sehun drabble i was thinking about an angsty with fluff ending kind of mafia AU if you get my point hehe its my first time requesting anything so yeah :) Xx

@my-yehet-is-your-ohorat​ said:

3+55 with Sehun Thank you ❤️❤️

“Please, don’t leave.”

“I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. That’s the problem.”

“I can’t stand the thought of losing you.”

It happened again. You didn’t know why you were even surprised since it has happened so many times already, that you felt like you should have been used to it a long time ago already.

You knew Sehun had his duties with the Mafia to attend to and that whatever they needed had to take priority over everything else. That is just the way the Mafia worked and the members part of it had no choice but to commit to their duties, even if their wife was giving birth to their first born.

You weren’t at that point though, yet.

You were sat at the table you had decorated beautifully. It was your and Sehun’s first wedding anniversary and he didn’t show because he got called in. You never complained when he had to go and do what was expected of him since you knew that being with Sehun had things you needed to accept.

Even though you knew that it was something he had no choice in, you still couldn’t help but feel a little hurt. You had told him that you had a special surprise for him when he comes home.

It was just a few weeks ago that you found out that you were pregnant, and it took everything in you to keep this little secret from him until tonight. The disappointment grew in you when you received a text message from him saying that he had to go to meet the Don and that you shouldn’t wait up for him because he wasn’t sure what time he would be coming home.

You didn’t even get to see him this morning since he was gone before you even woke up and it seemed like he had forgotten that it was your anniversary because he hadn’t mentioned it at all either.

You sighed when you got up, deciding that you didn’t want to stay in an empty house and that you would rather go and spend the night over at your best friends house. Messaging her to ask her if it was okay that you stay over, you thought of the advice she would give you to help you since she was also in a relationship with one of the other leaders. She always knew exactly what to say to you in these situations.

After packing up the dinner and everything else that you had prepared for the night, you heard a noise from your phone showing a message from your friend saying that it was okay that you come over. Making your way upstairs into your and Sehun’s bedroom to go and pack an overnight bag, thinking of the news that you wanted to reveal tonight. The thoughts just disappointed you further since you wanted to tell him for so long already.

Just as you finished, you heard your husband calling out for you, catching you by surprise since you couldn’t hear the front door open from the bedroom.

“Baby, I’m h-” he stopped mid-sentence upon walking into the bedroom when he saw the bag in your hands, “where are you going?” he asked softly.

“I’m just-” you got cut off by Sehun’s shaky voice.

“You’re leaving?”

“Just for the night,” you said, trying to sound assuring as you could possibly muster.

“Is it because of me not showing up again?”

The look on your face must have given it away completely because Sehun made his way to you in two strides and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m sorry I always do this to you baby,” he whispered.

“You forgot what today is didn’t you?” you ask him.

“What?” he asked, looking at you in confusion, breaking you even further.

“You really did forget didn’t you?” you asked him, trying to hold back tears, “I’ll be back tomorrow, Sehun.”

“No, please, don’t leave,” he begged, holding onto you even tighter than before, “I didn’t forget. I just didn’t want to say it over the phone. It was supposed to be special, but then I got called out and…” he trailed off.

“That’s your excuse?” you said, trying to get out of his grip. You weren’t thinking straight, missing the hurt look on his face when you pulled away from him.

“Do you… do you hate me?” he asked, looking down.

“I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. That’s the problem.” you said, unsuccessfully trying to keep the tears from falling down your face. You cursed yourself for being so emotionally unstable.

“I’m really sorry I couldn’t make it tonight, baby. I saw the things packed away in the kitchen and I swear I’ve never felt so bad in my life. I don’t want you to leave me because I can’t always be here, I thought you knew that when you married me and you promised me that everything would be okay. You said you would never leave me and I can’t stand the thought of losing you.”

Both of you seemed to be an emotional wreck tonight because now Sehun was biting back tears himself.

“I’m not leaving,” you tell him, letting your bag drop onto the floor, “I know you can’t help it, but there are times, like tonight when I just really needed you to be here.” 

Sehun brought you into his arms again, holding you close, “I know baby. But you have to understand that I don’t want to leave you as much as you don’t want me to go. When I got the call that I was needed, I immediately felt so bad. I was disappointed because I knew you would have something special planned because it’s our first anniversary. I left early this morning because I had to go and fetch your gift, but I couldn’t even bring it home because I was called out in such a rush. I was gonna go back for it, but if I did then I wouldn’t have got to you in time. I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so scared that one day I will come home and find that all your stuff is gone because you can’t handle the pressure anymore.” 

“Sehun, I vowed to you, one year ago today, that I would be with you for life. I wouldn’t go back on my words. I can’t live without you,” you said reassuringly, taking his face in your hands, “you will never have to fear that I will leave and never come back. I have never made you doubt me before, so don’t. I love you.”

“I love you,” he whispers before leaning down and kissing you softly, taking away all the distress from earlier away in a second. You always felt like you were floating on a cloud when you were in Sehun’s arms, but when his lips were gently pressed against yours, you were in heaven.

“What was the surprise that you had for me though?” he asked after the kiss ended.

“Oh that,” you remembered the news that you were so excited about earlier, making you feel excited again, causing a huge grin to form on your face.

“What is it?” Sehun asked curiously, the sudden smile on your face confused him.

“Well,” you started, taking his hand in yours, “I had a different idea on how I was going to tell you, but I guess this is fine as well,” you said, placing his hand on your stomach. You weren’t showing yet, but you figured the gesture was sweet enough for him to get the idea.

“What’s wrong, do you have a tummy ache?” Sehun asked, rubbing his hand across your stomach in hopes of ‘soothing’ the ache that wasn’t there.

“No,” you groaned, “you’re going to be a father!”

“I-Im going to be a what?” he asked, pretty sure that he heard wrong, “I thought I heard you say that I was going to be a f-”

“Father? Yes, you heard correctly, Sehun.”

“So… so that means you’re…” he pointed to you stomach now, not finishing his sentence, but you nodded your head, paired with a little smile on your face, silently confirming his question.

“Are you serious?! I’m going to be a father?!” he exclaimed, a bright smile crossing over his face, eyes twinkling in delight, yet he also looked like he was about to start crying again.

You let out a squeal when Sehun lifted you up and spun you around in sheer delight. After you were set on both feet again, he then lowered himself onto both knees and lifting up your shirt to place a gentle kiss on your stomach.

Running your fingers through his soft hair, you couldn’t stop smiling at Sehun who was now whispering to the little baby growing inside of you.

“Hello, it’s your daddy speaking,” his lips brushing against your stomach, tickling you a bit, but it was one of the best feelings you have ever felt in your life, “I’m so happy that you’re inside your mummy’s tummy right now, I’m even crying a little bit. But don’t worry, daddy is big and strong and will take care of you and mummy. I want you to grow strong and healthy, but also quickly because I can’t wait to meet you and hold you myself. I love you so much already.”

A few tears ran down your face. Even though you were upset not so long ago, you were completely happy. You were happy that no matter what happens, Sehun would always come home, you were happy that you had him, that you had this little gift, made out of love by you and the man you loved most in the world. You would never ask for anything more because even though there were a few bumps in the road with Sehun being in the Mafia, it was perfectly imperfect.