Pairing: Dad! Kim Mingyu x Mom!F! reader
A/N: Guys idk what was going through my head when I made this. (Not proofread sorryyyy)
Synopsis: Mingyu's dressed as a pretty princess? who knew you teasing him would lead to the tables turning later?
It was a Saturday afternoon, and you were in the kitchen making dinner while Mingyu played with your daughter, Eunseo, in her room.
Their giggles and laughter echoed throughout the house, piquing your curiosity about what was happening. As their laughter grew louder, a smile crept onto your face; it was one of your favorite sounds.
While you continued cooking, you could hear their feet tapping on the floor, the sound increasing in volume until they both appeared in the kitchen.
“Mommy, Mommy! Look, Daddy's a princess!” Eunseo giggled as she pointed at Mingyu.
He wore several pink hair clips and bows, complemented by glittery eye makeup. He looked adorable, even in the tight princess dress that he had somehow managed to pull just above his forearms.
You laughed along with Eunseo. “He does look like a princess! Wait, let me take a picture!” You took out your phone and focused on Mingyu, whose cheeks were tinted pink.
He rolled his eyes, crossed his muscular arms, and unintentionally tore the dress. Seeing Eunseo's expression, you quickly stifled your grin.
“Daddy…you’re too strong for my dress,” she sighed, causing you to chuckle.
“I’m sorry, Princess. I’ll buy you ten more tomorrow, okay?” Mingyu held up ten fingers, causing Eunseo to smile happily and nod her head.
“Deal! Now Mommy, take a picture!” Eunseo jumped around excitedly.
You pointed your camera at Mingyu. “Gyu, strike a pose!” you smiled.
Mingyu obliged and struck a dramatic pose, putting one hand on his hip while blowing a kiss to the camera as if he were on a runway.
The kitchen lights made his glittery eyes shimmer. “You’re a natural!” you laughed hysterically, and Eunseo agreed.
Mingyu’s smirk grew into a smile as he heard you both laughing. He loved making both you and Eunseo laugh, especially at the same time. He knew he looked ridiculous, but he didn’t care if it meant bringing joy to his two girls.
Eunseo continued to bounce around him, giggling loudly as she watched her dad make silly faces. She was having the time of her life.
You put your phone down and walked closer to him to admire the makeup. “This makeup is so pretty, Eunseo! You did an amazing job!” you praised, giggling as you wiped a bit of smeared lipstick from his face.
Eunseo puffed out her chest with pride, clearly happy with your compliments about her makeup skills. “I know! I used my favorite colors for Daddy!”
Mingyu sighed, feeling a bit embarrassed.
“Oh, I see! But can you both make sure you’re cleaned up before dinner is finished?” you asked Eunseo.
Eunseo pouted a little, not wanting the fun to end just yet, but she nodded and grabbed Mingyu's hand, tugging him toward the bathroom.
“Okay, Mommy! Come on, Daddy, let’s go clean up!” Mingyu chuckled and followed her into the bathroom.
You smiled softly at the sight of your little daughter bossing around your tall husband. You took one last photo of him, wanting to capture the back of the dress that was torn, before returning to your cooking.
A few minutes later, they emerged with Mingyu's hair all messy from taking out the hair clips and most of his makeup gone. His face was still very glittery, though.
You walked up to him with a smile, standing on your tiptoes to reach his hair and try to fix it. "Aww, Gyu. Your hair's all messy and cute."
Mingyu chuckled softly as you attempted to tame his wild hair. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him and helping you maintain your balance.
"Well, Eunseo is a mini you, so I'm not surprised," he teased. He then leaned down to give you a quick kiss on the cheek, still grinning at you.
"I guess you're right," you replied with a grin, caressing his cheek with your thumb in an attempt to rub off the glitter. "I see that not everything came off…"
Mingyu closed his eyes for a moment as he hummed softly. "You know how stubborn glitter is. It’s going to take more than just a bit of rubbing to get it off," he teased again.
Eunseo had been watching the two of you, giggling to herself as she observed the playful banter. Suddenly, she tapped your leg.
"Hmm? Yes, Eunseo?" you turned to face her adorable little self.
She looked up at you with her big, innocent eyes, a mischievous glint sparking in her gaze.
"Can I do your hair next, Mommy?" Eunseo asked sweetly, batting her eyelashes at you.
"Oh, um…" You glanced at Mingyu, nervously seeking his support, before turning back to Eunseo. "Sure… of course you can do my hair, baby."
Mingyu chuckled at your reaction, clearly amused by how the tables had turned. He was eager to see what hairstyle she would choose for you.
"This should be interesting," he whispered so only you could hear.
"Don't remind me," you replied, just as Eunseo happily tugged you away.
Mingyu laughed again, as he could already imagine what Eunseo would do to you. He couldn't wait to finally have something to tease you about.
Mingyu's jaw dropped as he saw you, completely taken aback by your new appearance.
You looked adorable with your messy hair adorned with a princess tiara and glittery makeup.
He had to bite his lip to hold back his laughter, his eyes widening as he looked you up and down. You were now wearing a purple dress that matched the tiara.
“Oh my God…” Mingyu muttered, a smirk returning to his face as he tried to suppress his chuckle.
“She looks so pretty! Right, Daddy?” Eunseo asked excitedly.
Mingyu nodded quickly, unable to deny that you indeed looked pretty. He was just struggling to keep a straight face, his lips twitching.
“Y-yeah…” he managed to say, his voice slightly shaky as he tried to maintain his composure.
“Laugh all you want now… I still have the photo of you,” you mouthed to him with a glare.
Mingyu’s eyes widened slightly as he read your lips, and he stood there in silence.
“Daddy, take a picture of Mommy now! Mommy looks more like a pretty princess than you did.” Eunseo smiled as your eyes widened in surprise.
Mingyu grinned, slightly taken aback by Eunseo’s comment, but taking a photo of you, knowing you wouldn’t appreciate it—he could never pass up an opportunity like this.
“That’s a great idea, sweetheart!” he said mischievously as he reached for his phone.
"Maybe Daddy can take the photos later, Eunseo?" You try your best to avoid having Mingyu take a picture of you.
Eunseo looked up at you with a pout. "But Mommy…" she whined.
You sighed in defeat, giving in once again. "Fine, just one photo…"
Eunseo's face lit up with excitement as she jumped up and down. "Yay! One photo, Mommy!"
Mingyu laughed, watching the two of you with a smug smile on his face. He knew he had won this round.
Mingyu met your glare with an innocent smile, pretending to be oblivious to your annoyance. He was enjoying this way too much.
"What? You agreed to it, love," he teased, holding out his phone and preparing to take the picture.
"Smile, Mommy!" Eunseo requests. Mingyu loved how excited Eunseo was to have this photo taken, he was looking forward to seeing your forced smile.
"Yeah, smile for the camera, Princess." He playfully used your new nickname against you.
You sighed once more, giving a strained smile.
Mingyu snapped the picture, clearly pleased with the expression on your face. He looked down at the photo on his phone, admiring your strained smile and messy hair.
"Oh, that's perfect," he said with a smirk, showing the photo to Eunseo.
"I'm going to check on dinner," you said, walking away toward the kitchen.
Mingyu watched as you walked away, then put his phone away and followed you into the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as you began to check on the food.
"You look adorable when you're mad, Princess," he teased, resting his chin on your shoulder while holding you close.
Mingyu knew you weren't in the mood to respond to his teasing, but he didn't mind. He thought it was cute when you pouted and didn’t talk to him.
He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, planting soft kisses against your skin.
"This cute act you're putting on isn’t going to work," you finally replied.
He pulled away from your neck and rested his chin on your shoulder again. "Who said I was trying to work anything? I'm just giving my lovely wife some affection."
“Mhm.” You scoffed before turning to face him. “Could you watch the food while I take this off?”
Mingyu pouted playfully as you turned to him, reluctantly releasing his hold on your waist. He wanted to keep holding you, but he knew he had to follow your request.
“Fine, fine. I’ll watch the food,” he said with a sigh.
“Thank you~,” you replied sweetly, hugging him as you discreetly pulled his phone out of his pocket.
Mingyu was caught off guard as you suddenly hugged him. he wasn’t expecting you to be so affectionate after your previous annoyance.
He wrapped his arms around you returning a hug and pulling you closer to him. He didn’t notice as you slipped his phone out of his pocket, too distracted by the feeling of having you in his arms.
You take the phone and walk away to the room to "change," leaving him oblivious.
Eunseo walks into the kitchen and tugs on Mingyu's pants. "Daddy, can I play a game on your phone?"
Mingyu looks down at Eunseo, a smile forming on his face at her request. "Sure, sweetheart, but let me unlock it first," he replies, reaching into his pocket to grab his phone.
He frowns when he realizes it isn't there, patting his pockets in confusion.
You quickly walk away into the bedroom, giggling.
Mingyu looks up as he hears you giggle, a puzzled expression crossing his face. He looks down at Eunseo again, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Where is Mommy, sweetheart?" he asks.
"Mommy is in the room," she replies, pointing toward the bedroom door.
Mingyu follows Eunseo's gaze toward the bedroom. "I see…" he mutters, gently ruffling Eunseo's hair before making his way toward the bedroom.
You quickly put his phone under your lap as you hear him open the door.
Mingyu enters the bedroom and his eyes immediately fall on you. He notices how you quickly put something down under your lap, and his suspicions grow.
"What are you hiding, love?" he asks.
"Nothing! I was just taking these clips and my tiara out of my hair," you say, feigning innocence.
Mingyu looks at you skeptically, clearly not buying your excuse. He sits down on the bed next to you, his eyes fixed on the lump under your thigh.
“Oh really? Then why are you so defensive?” he asks, leaning closer and placing a hand on your thigh.
“Me? Defensive? Never,” you reply, crossing your arms.
He smiles, amused by your stubbornness. He knew you were trying to hide something, and he found it endearing how hard you were working to deny it.
He reaches over, grabbing your hips and pulling you onto his lap, so you are straddling him. He wraps his arms around your waist, trapping you against him and preventing you from getting away.
“Hey!” you yelp, giggling as you stretch your arms out, holding the unlocked phone above your head.
Mingyu looks at you in disbelief as he notices the photo he took of you earlier displayed on the screen.
“Give it back,” he pleads.
“Not until I delete this photo!” you laugh, stretching your arm out as far as possible, just out of his reach.
“And why do you want to delete it so badly, hm? I thought you looked cute in it,” he teased, his hands slowly moving up your body in an attempt to distract you.
“Cute? Don’t lie to me,” you retorted, unaware of his true intentions.
Mingyu laughed, clearly amused by your sassy response. He knew you were getting defensive, and he was enjoying it.
“I’m not lying, love. I genuinely think you look cute in that photo, even with that strained smile on your face.”
“Nope! I need to delete it!” You held the phone above your head, fully aware that one wrong move would allow him to take it from you.
He knew that you were serious about deleting the photo, but he wasn’t going to give up that easily. He suddenly shifted his grip on your hips, flipping you over so that you were underneath him on the bed.
"You think you can hide it from me? We both know I'm stronger than you."
Your eyes widen in shock as everything happens so fast. You quickly squirm, trying to grab the phone before it falls onto the bed. You do your best to reach it before he does.
Mingyu holds both of your wrists with one hand as his free one gets ahold of the phone.
"Hey! That's not fair! Give me that!" You reach for his phone.
"No can do, love. You had your chance but you failed." He grins cheekily.
"But the photo…" You sigh, giving up hope that he will let his guard down. "Fine…"
Mingyu raises an eyebrow, surprised by your change in attitude. "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
He loosens his grip on your wrist but keeps hold of his phone to ensure you don't delete the photo.
You sit up on the bed quietly, and he watches you, his gaze locked on your face as he tries to figure out what you're planning.
"What are you doing?" he asks, his voice low and curious.
"Nothing…" you respond dismissively.
Mingyu tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. "I know you're up to something…" He squints at you, skeptical.
"Nope, not at all…" You glance at his phone.
Noticing the direction of your gaze, he smiles and waves the phone in front of you. "Ah, so you're still thinking about the photo. I thought you said you were done trying to get it back?"
"Did I say that?" you ask, tapping your chin as if contemplating.
He looks at you, confused. "Yes, you just did—"
Without warning, you quickly tackle him to the floor.
Mingyu lets out a surprised grunt as his back hits the ground with a thud. He hadn't expected you to be so quick.
"How did you—" He looks at you with pure confusion.
"Let me get that phone!" You finally manage to grab it.
Mingyu laughs as you take hold of the phone, his grip slipping. A playful glint shines in his eyes as he looks up at you from his position on the floor.
"I can't believe you tackled me for a phone…" he pouts.
"I had to! I can't let you keep this horrible photo," you reply.
He tries to grab the phone back, so you react quickly by tossing it toward the front door.
"Now that was dirty," he shakes his head at your tactics.
You quickly jump off Mingyu to retrieve the phone, but he grabs your legs, making you fall to the floor. "Hey!" you whine.
As you’re inches away from the phone, you hear the door unlock. Both of you look up to see Eunseo standing there.
She tilts her head at the sight of you two on the floor, with Mingyu holding onto your ankles.
"Daddy? Mommy? What are you doing?" she asks, obviously confused.
"Eunseo! Give Mommy the phone, okay?" you plead, stretching your hand to grab it.
Mingyu quickly responds, "No, Eunseo, pass it to me, please?"
Eunseo looks between you and Mingyu, her eyes darting from the phone to your face. She looks unsure, not wanting to get involved in whatever was happening between you two.
She thinks for a moment, then says, "But Mommy, I asked Daddy to play on his phone first. You can get it after, okay? I promise." She grabs the phone, walks out of the room, and leaves you both in disbelief.
Mingyu is completely stunned by Eunseo's betrayal. "She's supposed to be on my side…"
You let out a tired laugh, realizing how childish this all was. "I can't believe we did all that just for her to end up with the phone…"
Mingyu also chuckles wearily, letting go of your ankles. "I know… she won the fight without even trying, huh?" He catches his breath.
You nod, "She didn't even have to do anything. She just stood there and looked cute." You shake your head.
He looks back at you, grinning, "Well, on the bright side, at least I still have that photo of you."
"Don't forget, I also have the photo of you, pretty princess," you laugh.
"Damn it, I can't believe I let you take a picture of me like that," he mutters.
You get closer to him, crawling onto his lap. "You did it because you love me too much."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm not so sure now after that tackle stunt you pulled," he says playfully.
"Hey!" You hit his chest playfully, laughing along with him.
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