hi! can i request for tbz reaction to their daughter dating another member's child? thank you!
i feel like i could probably say these are all canon,,, but not that all these couples ended up together😭 i just feel that at one point,, each one of them would’ve dated another yk
also i wrote these as little scenarios instead of bullet points!! let me know what you think🥰🥰
“why am i not allowed a boyfriend? saerom’s dating luca.”
“sarang!” the 13-year-old exclaimed.
“what?” sangyeon asked, “saerom?! you’re dating luca?! as in… luca bae?! saerom, you know you’re not allowed to date until you’re 15.”
“well, i’m like… almost 15.”
“no! luca’s almost 15! oh my god, luca’s almost 15! he’s older than you, saerom!”
“dad!” saerom groaned, “please, just leave it alone.”
“were you at least gonna tell me?!”
saerom glared at her dad as you just laughed from beside him.
“oh,” he nodded, “i get it.”
saerom rolled her eyes, leaving the room.
“she’s like 5! she can’t have a boyfriend!” he exclaimed.
“13, but sure,” you chuckled.
“what if he’s a complete weirdo?” jacob stressed.
“it’s okay, jake, i trust bailey to make a smart decision.”
he sighed, nodding, “you’re right.”
“mum! dad!” bailey called, running in the kitchen, boyfriend in tow, “meet my boyfriend!”
“donghyuck?!” jacob exclaimed, “bailey, i thought… i thought it was gonna be someone we didn’t know?”
“why? i never said that,” bailey giggled, the two speaking in english, donghyuck’s frantic eyes flitting back and forth.
“don’t worry, donghyuck-ah, we’re just relieved it’s you,” you said.
“yeah! bailey, don’t scare us like that! you can date anyone of the boys’ sons, or daughters, i dont care!” jacob laughed.
“oh, okay! we’re going up to my room,” bailey smiled.
“door open. no loud music,” jacob said sternly.
“you just said you didnt care!”
“door open, no loud music.”
bailey rolled her eyes, “fine.”
“i dont doubt that eunji is actually going to marry hyunjung, you know,” you said as the three of you sat at the dinner table, picking at your food.
“don’t say that,” younghoon whined, putting his chopsticks down, “she’s only 16.”
“yeah but they seem actually in love,” you shrugged, “i’m just saying.”
juno giggled, younghoon looking at her sternly, “you’re not allowed to do that, okay?”
“find a boy and get married early.”
“juno!” younghoon exclaimed.
juno blushed, speaking through a mouthful of rice, “milo.”
“milo?! milo as in eric’s son?!” younghoon yelled
“oh my god. no he’s a baby. you’re a baby! what?!”
“they’re the same age, actually,” you hummed.
“why are you not…?! what?! this is crazy!”
“are you mad?” juno asked.
younghoon sighed, “no. i just can’t believe you’re so old. i can’t believe i’m so old!”
he took his bowl, storming to the kitchen as you rolled your eyes.
soojin & seongcheol (8/10)
“i just think you should know, dad,” hansol said, leaning over the back of the sofa so his head was beside his dad’s, “i saw soojin holding ju seongcheol’s hand when they were walking out of school today.”
hyunjae pushed hansol’s head away before pausing, “wait. seriously?”
“soojin! come here!” hyunjae yelled.
“coming daddy!” she called, running down the stairs, “what is it?”
“soojin, are you dating seongcheol?”
“yes! he’s my boyfriend, daddy!” soojin giggled.
hansol shrugged, pointing at his little sister, primary evidence.
hyunjae smiled, “congratulations honey, i hope he treats you well.”
soojin giggled, running back upstairs.
“she’s 8! and it’s seongcheol, what’s he gonna do?”
“hey dad, hey uncle q,” bora smiled, walking into the dance studio, hand-in-hand with minjoon.
“what’s this?” juyeon asked, out of breath from choreographing, motioning to their interlocked hands.
bora looked at him, confused, “we’re dating?”
q laughed, looking at juyeon, shocked, “how did you not know?”
“you didn’t tell me that!”
“no, of course i didn’t tell you out-right, that’s weird! but you know, me and minjoon spend a lot of time together, i thought you would’ve caught on.”
“you have to tell me these things out-right! and why would that be weird?! i wanna know!”
“okay, fine, i’ll tell you!”
“well it’s too late now,” juyeon sulked, “but you, if you do anything—“
“woah, he’s my son as well!”
“i don’t care, she’s my daughter.”
“oh my god, let’s go,” bora sighed.
“dad, can i talk to you?”
“sure,” kevin said, hopping down off the stool to follow faith into the living room, “what is it? you look worried.”
“i’m not worried,” faith shook her head, “i just… i got a girlfriend the other day.”
kevin nodded, “cool. what’s her name?”
“eunbi?! as in… ji eunbi?!”
“why is that the part you’re most shocked at?” faith laughed, falling back in relief.
“well yeah! i don’t know how to feel about that! i don’t care that you’re dating a girl,” kevin laughed, leaning over to kiss her head, “i’m proud of you, though.”
“why are you ignoring me?!” howon yelled.
“ya, howon, what are you doing?” new asked.
“don’t! dad, it’s fine,” kyuhyuk said, grabbing howon and dragging him up the stairs to his bedroom.
“what is that about?” you asked.
new waited until his bedroom door was shut before creeping upstairs and hanging around outside his son’s door.
“no one knows, howon,” kyuhyuk said, “i liked it, i enjoyed it. but we can’t continue this.”
“kyu, please,” howon said, “i love you.”
new gasped, his heart dropping.
“just leave, howon. i’m sorry.”
new quickly went into his room, waiting until howon had left the house until he went to knock on kyuhyuk’s door, “kyu? can i come in?”
“i just, wanted to see how you were.”
“you heard us didn’t you?” he asked with teary eyes.
“you have nothing to be sorry for,” new gasped, pulling kyuhyuk into his arms, “do not apologise to me okay? apologise to howon.”
“i know, baby, i know. i’m so proud of you.”
“i’ll see you tomorrow, haemi,” hyunwoo smiled.
the little boy looked around, almost comically, before leaning forward and kissing the little girl.
haemi blushed, “bye, hyunwoo.”
hyunwoo waved, continuing his walk back to his house as haemi turned around and headed towards her front door.
“ji haemi what was that?!” changmin screamed, opening the door.
“i saw that! why are you kissing hyunwoo?!”
“he’s my boyfriend,” she muttered.
changmin squealed, “what?! when were you gonna tell me this?! when did this happen?!”
“can you hear that?” haknyeon asked, getting out of bed and heading over to the door.
haknyeon shook his head, crossing the hallways and knocking on youngjee’s door, “jee, can i come in?”
“u-uhm no! just a minute!”
“youngjee?!” haknyeon repeated, opening the door to see yoon stood next to youngjee’s bed, shirt on the floor, “i knew it!”
“dad!” youngjee groaned, “get out!”
yoon laughed nervously, pointing to the open window.
“yoon! oh my god, you’re both idiots!” youngjee rolled her eyes, shutting the door in haknyeon’s face.
“just be safe please! and yoon, use the door!”
“you alright there, rina?” sunwoo chuckled, watching as rina laced her tiny hand with soohyun’s bigger one, dragging him over to the paddling pool with her.
rina nodded, “soohyun-oppa’s my boyfriend.”
sangyeon laughed in the background while sunwoo shook his head.
“you’re too young for boys, rina-ya. and soohyun’s a lot older than you,” he said sweetly.
“i love him!” rina giggled, hugging soohyun’s leg.
soohyun just shrugged, continuing to play with rina sweetly.
“just leave her, sunwoo, it’s cute.”
“she shouldn’t be thinking about boys.”
you whacked him, “she’s not, you idiot, she’s 4 and she likes soohyun.”
“i’ll pick you up tomorrow as well, okay? where something nice, we’re going out for dinner,” daehyun said, one arm around the car seat violet was sitting in.
“okay,” she smiled, “i’ll see you tomorrow.”
“bye, baby,” he said, leaning over and kissing her.
she placed her hand on his jaw, deepening the kiss.
violet pulled away with a grunt, “i told you not to park so close.”
“with daehyun?! he’s so much older than you! violet, come here right now!”
“i’ll see you tomorrow,” he whispered as she got out the car.
eric frowned, “no you won’t!”
“calm down, dad,” violet groaned.
“get inside. hey daehyun! you’re an idiot!”
“love you too uncle eric! i’m telling dad you said that!”
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