“I know this is weird but can you write about Jiyong who fall in love with a pregnant girl? So he do his best to take care of that girl and start to act like a father toward the unborn baby because the real father leave them? And when the public know he simply just confess that the baby is his? Thank you so much”
Here’s part II. I wanted to write only two parts, but then again it was seriously too long. I’m scared people will think it’s too long. I’ll try to write this all scenario into three parts.
Other than that, I hope you’ll like it!
-GIF isn’t mine-
“Also, she’s single” Soomin suddenly says.
“Good to know” he whispers, thinking we wouldn’t hear.
“This is really my lucky week! It’s only the morning and we’re already sharing a lift! Niiiiiiiiiiice” I suddenly hear behind me.
“Good morning to you too Jiyong” I chuckle, facing him.
As we were in the elevator, no one talked. It was awkward because I could feel his eyes on me and it made me a little bit uncomfortable.
“You look beautiful” he suddenly says. “What?” I raise my eyebrows, looking up at him.
“What? Can’t I compliment my lovely neighbor” he smiles, winking at me.
“Thank you” I quietly say, looking down at my feet to hide my now red cheeks.
“How long?” he asks, pointing at my belly. “Five months left” I answer, still trying to hide my red cheeks.
“I”m pretty sure that’s a boy” he says. “What makes you think that?” I chuckle.
“I’m known as G-Dragon but I’m also known as ‘the baby whisperer’. Didn’t you know that?” he jokes. “Let’s make a deal” he adds.
“What kind of deal?” I ask. “If it’s a girl, we’re going on a date” he quietly explains. “And if it’s a boy, we’re going on a date” he adds.
“What? But Jiyong-” I start to say, but he left before I could finish my sentence.
“Fate really wants us to be together” I giggle.
“And I think that’s a pretty good concept! I love it” he answers.
“Don’t you have work today?” I ask, looking into my bag for my wallet. “Yes I do, but I’m on a coffee break. What about you?” he smiles.
“I don’t work on Wednesdays” I say.
“Remember our deal?” he asks, raising his eyebrows.
“Yeah about that-” I start. “Let’s have a drink together, but our deal is still up” he winks.
I didn’t know if it was a good idea. Having a drink with someone isn’t that big of a deal when you think about it, but having a drink with an idol can be quite problematic. Saying that I didn’t want to have a drink with him would be a huge lie.
“Don’t you think it’s too-”
“I’ll pay for youuur__?” he asks, cutting me off.
“Green Tea” I answer, sighing. “I accept this only because we’re neighbors” I add.
“Okay so, I’ll play for your Green Tea and we’ll enjoy our drinks together then. So put your wallet back in your bag” he explains.
“OMG!!!!!! YOU HAD A DATE WITH THE G-DRAGON” Soomin screams.
“Soomin, you know he lives next door, right?” I raise my eyebrows.
“It was a date!! You had a date with Jiyooooong~” she whispers.
“It wasn’t a date” I roll my eyes. “It was!!!” she frowns.
“Well if it was, prove it to me then” I look at her, crossing my arms.
“First, he paid for you tea. Second, he walked you home even though he was supposed to go back to work. And third, he looks all cute and flirty around you” she explains.
“He- Do you really it was a date?” I ask, looking nervous.
“I’ve been waiting for two days. I wanna see how the baby looks” Soomin excitedly says.
“Relax” I laugh, handing her the ultrasound.
“Is that what’s growing inside of you?” Soomin asks, looking at the ultrasound.
“Yes it’s the baby” I chuckle. “I can’t tell if it’s a boy or a girl” she frowns, staring at it.
“The doctor told me” I quietly say. “REALLY???????” she suddenly looks up.
“I’ll tell you about it in the elevator. Are you ready? We need to go now” I say, opening my front door.
“I have to find my phone first” she says, looking around my living room. “I also need to put my shoes on and I’ll be ready. AND THEN YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE GENDER” she adds.
“I’ll wait next to the elevator” I say, leaving my place.
As I closed the door of my apartment, I started to walk towards the elevator when I suddenly looked up and saw him. I couldn’t move, what should I do, what should I say. I couldn’t pretend I didn’t see him.
“Hey” he quietly says. “What are you doing here?” I frown, closing my jacket not wanting him to see my belly.
“I wanted to know how you were feeling” he adds.
“You shouldn’t be here” I say, starting to walk. He didn’t let me move.
“Move! Jiseok please move” I say, looking away from him.
“Y/N, because we’re not together anymore doesn’t mean I don’t care about you or the baby” he explains.
“Jiseok, it has been three months. If you really cared about the baby OR me, you would’ve ask before” I angrily say, frowning at him.
“I didn’t have time! Between work and my family I couldn’t make time to come and see you” he frowns at me.
“Family? Let’s talk about family! Weren’t you the one who were soooooooooo excited to have a baby? Weren’t you the one who told me you wouldn’t leave me?” I frown, crossing my arms.
“Y/N! You know exactly why I had to leave you” he starts to say.
“Jagi??” Jiseok frowns, looking at Jiyong and then at me.
“Something’s wrong?” Jiyong asks, putting a protective arm around me.
“Y/N we still need to talk” Jiseok quietly says, looking at me.
“I don’t think so. Y/N doesn’t look like she wants to talk to you” Jiyong explains.
“This is between me and Y/N! That’s none of your business” Jiseok explains, staring right into Jiyong’s eyes.
“None of my business?? Do you really think it’s still your business? You left her three months ago when she needed you the most. Now that she’ll feeling better you dare to come around and talk to her. And as her boyfriend, yes it’s my business. I care about her so much more than you so please don’t ever come back or I’ll have to call the security of our building!” Jiyong sternly explains, looking mad.
“I’m here! Sorry I took so long” Soomin suddenly comes out of my place. “Oh wow, what’s going on here?” she adds in a small voice.
“Y/N I’m so sorry..” Soomin sadly says.
“That’s okay, don’t worry about it okay?” I say, giving her a small smile.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay if I leave?” she asks. “Don’t worry about her, I’ll stay a bit longer” Jiyong quietly says.
“We’ll talk about the gender thing next time okay?” she smiles, hugging me.
“You didn’t forget, did you?” I chuckle, hugging her back.
“You know me” she laughs, walking to my front door. “Oh and be careful you two! Even though I’m not here, I’m keeping an eye on you Jiyong” she warns him, trying to be serious.
“Everything will be fine, she’s in good hands” he chuckles, looking at Soomin who were closing the door behind her.
“Thank you for earlier” I say, few seconds after Soomin left.
“Don’t worry. I couldn’t ignore you, it’s not that simple with you” he gently smiles.
“Why did you help me though? You could’ve just go to your place and leave me alone with this guy” I say, sitting down on my couch.
“As I said, it’s not that simple with you” he chuckles, sitting down next to me. “When I heard you guys talk I knew who he was. I didn’t want to leave you alone with him because I know it’s not that simple to face ex lovers and I wanted to protect you I guess. And also because, well.. it might not be obvious to you but I like you” he cutely says, blushing.
After his answer I didn’t say anything. Too many things were on my mind.
“Hey are you okay?” he quietly asks, stroking my cheek.
“Huh? Yes sorry I zoned out” I whisper, blushing.
“You’re so cute” he whispers, giggling. “Do you want something to drink?” I suddenly ask, going to the kitchen so I could breathe.
“Water will be fine” he says. “I’ll come get my glass don’t worry” he adds.
“No no no that’s fine. Don’t move” I say loud enough for him to hear me.
“Too late” I hear him giggle behind me. “He- Here’s your drink” I give him his glass, trying to compose myself.
“Are you nervous?” he says, drinking his water in one gulp.
“Nervous? Why would I be nervous?” I ask, looking away from him.
“I don’t know” he says, setting his empty glass in the sink. “You know I meant it” he whispers, blocking me between the counter and his body.
“Wha- what are you talking about?” I ask, confused about the whole situation.
“I deeply care about you and I really like you” he explains, cupping my cheeks to make me look at him.
“Jiyong.. I- I’m pregnant. I don’t think you should get involved with me” I explain.
“Do you think I care?” he asks, raising his eyebrows and stroking both of my cheeks with his thumbs.
“I don’t want to ruin your career, that’s why I don’t want you to get involved” I frown.
“Y/N, you’re really something else. I’m about to kiss you and all you think about is my job??” he chuckles.
I didn’t have time to finish my sentence. He didn’t let me. Was I kissing Jiyong? Yes I was. Was I enjoying it? Yes I was. Will I regret it? Hum probably not.
“It.. I liked it” he chuckles, leaning his forehead on mine. “Now, we have a serious topic to talk about” he suddenly frowns, pulling away.
“Which topic?” I ask.
“You know the gender right?” Jiyong asks, smirking at me.
“Maybe I do” I smirk, biting my lips. “I know you do” he quietly says, looking at me with a smile.
“You wanna know” I giggle, wiggling my eyebrows.
“You remember our deal right?” he quietly says. “Jiyong.. We kissed couple minutes ago, I think we can forget about this deal” I smile.
“We still need to go on a date” he bites his lips, taking my hand in his. “Is it a boy or a girl?” he asks.
“I’ll tell you, if you answer my question” I say, walking to the living room.
“Deal” he seriously says, sitting down on the couch.
“Were you angry because of Jiseok?” I quietly ask.
“To be completely honest.. Yes I was. I know I’m going to sound weird but when I saw you in front of him, you looked vulnerable. I wanted to protect you and to know he was the source of your fear made me so angry. I don’t why and how it happened, but the moment I saw you moved in next to my apartment I felt like I had to talk to you. But then, I started to notice this guy going in and out of your place. I knew you were in a relationship and I respected your privacy. We shared lifts but every time I was too nervous so I didn’t talk” he explains, looking shy.
“Three months ago, I decided that we could still be friends I guess. I guess it was the right moment because I learned that you were single and we started to talk. Then I had -and still have- my lucky week” he adds, blushing.
“You’re blushiiing~” I tease, sitting down next to him.
“Oh come one” he laughs, hiding his face. “Now you answer my question” he chuckles.
“I’m ready for it” I jokingly frown.
“Is it a boy or a girl?” he quietly says, looking into my eyes.
I hope you liked it, feel free to send me feedback. I would really love to know what you thought about it!
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So a lot has been going on lately with the Baby Watson drama. But we know John having a baby isn’t in the books and neither is him settling down for long with a wife. So how is BBC Sherlock going to walk clear of this one? Well, they introduced David, Mary’s ex, the fact Sherlock can tell a baby’s real father just by looking at them, and also how Mary is a liar and a “cat lover” – “cats” always standing for red herrings in every ***single*** mention on this damn television show. So really, this baby isn’t sticking around. Because John isn’t the father. Not only is he a million years old, he’s been coded as infertile since they introduced Mary.
A symbol of fertility often found at weddings is the rose petal. Most often red would be the color used to promote fertility, while white is a symbol of purity. White is the color of John’s rose. Now look at this still photograph. The confetti/petals are spilling from John’s white flower and spraying everyone but him. John’s petals look like they’re exploding all over that priest and the priest is just dancing in the onslaught. John’s pure “flower” cascading to pieces. Wilting. Breaking apart symbolically.
And this is the face of a man who did NOT think it was possible he would get a woman pregnant by accident.
Earlier we even saw this plastered on his face:
Yeah, that’s the name of the person who got pregnant via third-party intervention. She was pure, she did not conceive a child through sex. She needed that divine spark.
The idea of a sterile military man was written back in The Blind Banker. @adoroslashare brought this to my attention months ago:
“’Combat made me sterile’ Claims Army Major” – for those of us who can’t see for shit. Random line? Just coincidence? Maybe. But John’s an army man and they love their mirrors, so, let’s not count it out.
Next up is the Mayfly Man. We all have read the metas by now equating that Mayfly Man and the locked-room mystery to John’s infiltration of Sherlock’s heart – but what about the actual flat? What did we find when Sherlock was clueing for looks?
Wood and egg. The two things it takes to make a baby.
But what else was right beside them?
The biggest symbol for male virility in Western culture. Notice how it’s fucking DEAD.
Kind of reminds you of this guy:
Oh, you know, just the symbol for male virility dead on the wall hanging there every day. That room most often associated with John.
How about another symbol of sexual appetite? Of male orgasm? Of fertility?
Doesn’t take a consulting detective to see how Champagne associates with male virility. Fucking James Bond practically swims in it.
What the fuck – Billy Wilder showed up in this champagne research???
What the fuck?? How the fuck did this accidentally turn into a gay meta?? Why is Billy Wilder everywhere?!?! What is going on?? I feel more confused than Will Ferrell on SNL’s Celebrity Jeopardy.
^^^^^^^^ Actual photos of me right now.
Billy Wilder’s accidental interference aside, John knows its possible he’s not the father of that baby. However, he won’t know for sure until she’s born and she can be tested. Perhaps a miracle has occurred. Until then he waits nervously to see the fate of his “new family”.
So I’m not exactly the most sexually awakened person around but I can recognise when something is sexual. Audios from @yuurivoice definitely fall under this category. (yuurivoice does voice RP for Katsuki Yuuri; there’s also SFW stuff if you’re still a minor or at work, although I really wouldn’t recommend listening to them at work because you wouldn’t want to stop.) I was catching up on his stuff–the way you do when you’re trying to procrastinate and end up doing something actually interesting–and all of it is really good and although I’m not turned on by them I can see why people are, but one thing I didn’t understand at all was the daddy kink. I’ve said this before, but like why??? Why on earth would anybody have a daddy kink? What exactly is the appeal? Why on earth would you want to call your partner something you call your father? Isn’t that really weird??? I mean, it’s not the weirdest kink I’ve heard of, but this one just baffles me.
on the one hand, it’s kinda fucked up that my headcanon about garak boils down to “every aspect of his personality is either an imitation of, a rebellion against, or an attempt to gain affection from enabran tain” but also like am i wrong
You can tell me whatever you want,
you can show me millions of babies,
you can hire how many beards you like, but I won’t care.
I’ll always show you Harry and Louis holding hands and anything else will matter.
So I just finally had my family down for our late Christmas and my 3 yr old got some Chapstick as a gift. She was running around and offering some to everyone to try, she gets to my father and he says no. She looks up and says “please grandpa it’s so nummy! Just try a little bit”
He says “no, boys don’t wear lipstick!” (Keep in mind it’s Chapstick not lipstick anyway..😒)
So I say “some boys do, and that’s ok”
Grandpa: “no, not REAL boys” sounding a bit angry that I would even suggest such a thing
Me: “yes actually “real boys” can wear lipstick and anything else they want”
Me: “excuse me but in this house we believe anyone can be and wear whatever makes them happy, including boys in lipstick”
Which is when my mother stepped in and reminded my dad that these are my kids in my house and I will raise them how I like, which includes what nonsense I will not tolerate him saying to them.
This is not the first time I had to tell my dad to shut it, he’s constantly making stupid sexist comments about how women are always whining or should be in the kitchen or whatever. I know he’s an old white conservative man, an he thinks what he’s saying is just a funny “joke” sometimes, but I have two impressionable young girls to raise and I’ll be damned if they grow up thinking their grandfather doesn’t respect women. Having to constantly remind him every time he makes a sexist comment is annoying but worth it if it stops him and makes him think about how it might actually affect these two little ladies in our lives.
I’m rather glad I only have to see him a few times a year. Absolutely drives me crazy.
Tldr: my fathers masculinity is so fragile, he won’t even let his granddaughter put Chapstick on him. 😒😒