#bird cop

Hi Nonny,

This is my opinion, but I hope others will join in with their own.

I would say yes, Bird would definitely have a Drakovian accent, however it might not be as strong as it once was depending on how long he has been living in America. Has it been a couple of years? Or most of his life?

Gᴀᴠɪɴ Bᴀɪ

Idk Gavin is my favorite boy and I just feel like doing some icons for him. I swear this boy deserves the world, fight me. Kinda late for his birthday tho~

AAAAAAHH WHY HE'S SO CUTE-

In my honest opinion, when I first laid off my eyes on this awesome BirdCop (uWu), he's already admirable, in a cool way.

But CAN WE PLEASE APPRECIATE THIS CUTIE POTATO (he's not ur ordinary police-officer-turned-potato-next-door, this potato can freaking fly). His smile shines bright like a diamond in the sky, so beautiful and pure.

I don't even know why but he's grown cuter the more I see him, the softest boi indeed 💕🤧

Bonus: Song Minguk conveying Gavin's stans' em-ocean(s) *sorry I know the pun is lame af xD*

I haven't been writing since forever, so I apologize if there are too many errors (plus English isn't my first language). And please don't be a Grammar Nazi (seeing u correcting that and there just ruining the mood of the story, sorry 😭). If you want to discuss it, just dm me :)

Potato to My Pumpkin

Pairing : Gavin x MC

Genre : full of fluff

Words : 750 (I feel like it's slow-paced tho)

Summary : Gavin accompanying and indulging sick MC that still needs to do the weekly report despite she hasn't done anything for work in the whole week.

Happy reading!

PING!

MC lazily read the message early in the morning. Ah, from that bossy CEO again!

Victor: "You do feel better now, don't you? Your works for this whole week have been postponed, but remember to do the weekly report. You have two days."

"He sure has lost his mind," MC muttered. When she just tried to get up, she already sneezed a couple times. "This fever won't bother me, I can get through this!"

Hour by hour passed, but MC didn't found anything to write on her laptop. Her pocket notebook also did very little to help.

PING!

"Who's next?" MC responded, her head felt dizzy. When she opened her phone, her fatigue melted away a bit.

Gavin: "Are you feeling better?"

MC: "Yeah, but Victor already assigned me to do the report in two days and I'm stuck. I probably just can't bring myself to focus at home."

Gavin: "I also need company to do my work. I'll be there in no time."

MC immediately prepared herself as she felt some mysterious energy flowed through her body. She almost went to open the door when Gavin slid her room's window to enter.

"You scared me," MC said weakly. Gavin only laughed lightly and patted her head.

"Your body feels like scorching. Are you sure you still want to do the report?" His smile replaced with a frown.

MC rubbed his calloused hands gently, "yes."

Gavin understood that she had no choice either, "don't push yourself. I'm here to help you."

They were immersed on their own work, until Gavin noticed that MC's breathing went heavier and there were many dirty tissues on the desk.

"Stop working, please get some rest," Gavin saved her work and closed her laptop, then brought her to her bedroom bridal style.

"G-Gavin... put me down," MC pleaded.

Gavin only replied softly but firm, " I will not put you down." He then put MC on her bed and gave her a warm compress. Not long after, MC's stomach growled, making MC covered her face in embarrassment and Gavin chuckled. "You hungry? Let me prepare us dinner, no objection."

Gavin went to the kitchen, carefully following the recipe. He knew her favourite food very well and he hoped this time it would be nutritious, so he decided to modify it. He found cooking was quite hard, but he wanted to give all the best for her. "Finally, it's done."

He went to her bedroom, "Pumpkin, the food is ready," he said, then gave her a piggyback ride to the dining room.

"What dish do you make?" MC asked eagerly.

"Well, you'll find out!" Her enthusiasm not only made him happy, but also a bit uneasy.

MC finally could say hello to the food, "tuna curry, here I come!"

Gavin smiled, but he was actually anxious, "hope you like it and be healthy."

MC closed her eyes as she ate. "The tuna is a little burnt, but that's still good. And, you added pumpkin..."

"Because it reminds me of you," he said sheepishly, making MC blushed.

"You must be bluffing then. I feel like a potato. I've done nothing remarkable this whole week," I reminded him, saddened by the fact. MC's heart leaped when unbeknownst to her, Gavin cupped her chubby face gently. Damn the wind for making him so fast.

"If potato makes my Pumpkin happy, let me be your only potato," he said. When MC wanted to counter his words, she only found sincerity beneath his beautiful honey eyes.

"Thank you," MC said, hugging him, "for everything."

"I'm more then pleased to make you happy," Gavin hugged her back, feeling content. "So, do you like my cooking?"

"Your cooking has improved! I'm so proud of you! Next time, let's cook together!"

Finally, MC finished eating. Gavin was washing dishes while she patiently waited for him, humming her favourite song. He came back quick, carrying a plate full of chopped apples.

"Fresh fruits for vitamins," he said merrily.

Feeling touched, MC asked, "you prepared all of this? Where does your inspiration come from?"

Gavin nodded with a smile. "Now that we meet again in better circumstances, I want to cherish every time I've spent with you. Recently, I've just watched 'The Apple of My Eye'," he said, blushing.

MC's face turned serious, "I have to watch that movie, but the idiom is cliché. How about 'Potato to My Pumpkin'? The potato I've eaten was so soft, it's the best part of the curry!"

I just wanna join. I actually want to post this fic at ARMY day (9th of July), but here it is anyway!

Pairing : Leah Hong (MC) x Gavin Bai

Warning : triggering events (containing insecurity and anxiety)

Disclaimer : Leah is MC in this AU. In this AU, there is no Evol.

Genre : fluff

Words : 1,542

NB : this fic is also inspired from this song

“Leah, you should go home now. You just left the hospital yesterday, your body still needs time to be fully recovered,” Anna slowly shaked my body, waking me up.

Leah corrected her posture, “yeah, I know I should. But I don’t want to become a burden for all of you, and especially that’s because I’m in charge of this company now. I just feel like I’m the one that should be my fellow workers’ strength, and I failed you all, even my father…” unbeknownst to her, her eyes felt hot. Leah wanted to continue but her brain couldn’t process her emotions right now.

“No, you’re not. And believe me, we all have made mistakes when that talk show was supposed to be aired live. But still, we managed to do it well at last thanks to the content and technical errors,” Willow tried to assure her. Three days ago, Leah had a chance to interview Mrs. Peng, the owner of a well-known bak kut teh* shop named Seventh Heaven. The topic was about business’ survival strategies for small and medium enterprises amidst the economic crisis. Suddenly, her stomach felt painful and she couldn’t suppress it despite all her efforts, until she fainted. The first thing she thought when she gained my consciousness was, she was such an unprofessional disgrace for this show.

“I want to see the editing process for a while,” Leah replied, still refusing to do nothing.

“Boss, we can also lend you a shoulder. I’ll send it straight to you when it’s finished. Okay?” Kiki patted her shoulder.

Before Leah nodded in defeat, Minor continued, “Boss, I’m sorry for the shift of topic, but Gavin said to me that he will come to your house around 10 pm.”

She yawned, “why didn’t he tell me directly?”

Minor rolled his eyes, but suddenly he had a flustered look on his face, “eh, sorry, he already contacted you several times, but no answer from you.”

Leah checked my phone, it had no power. “Oh God, why am I so stupid? Gavin is definitely angry with me now,” she said resenting herself. The fact that she had done this earlier consumed all her sanity. She immediately turned on her phone, and her eyes almost popped out from their sockets seeing the amount of missed calls. The fact that this day was July 28th made her more shocked. “Okay, I gotta go now,” she said after her friends kept telling me the editing was almost finished.

Leah went to Seventh Heaven. Amidst the crowd, she could still hear the voice she knew really well greeted her first, “Leah, are you feeling better?”

“Mrs. Peng!” Leah slightly raised her voice and fastened her pace towards the middle-aged woman. “Yeah, I’m healthy now! I’m… I’m sorry…” suddenly the scene flashed her mind, her body felt heavy.

“You don’t need to. Let’s go inside,” Mrs. Peng replied, dragging her into the shop.

“I think the technical errors are made up…” Leah couldn’t help but loathed everything around her.

Mrs. Peng patted her, “we can’t prevent unexpected things from happening. Instead, the only thing we could do is to find ways so it would be meaningful.”

While Leah was digesting her words, Gavin’s smile entered her thought and erased her anxiety, “I want to buy two portions of pork tenderloin soup, one portion of fish soup, and one braised pork belly. All takeaways, please.”

“For who?” Mrs. Peng giggled. “Let me guess, your policeman friend…”

Leah blushed and tried to hide her embarrassment with all her might, “uh, Gavin, tomorrow is his birthday.”

Not long after, a waitress handed her orders. Leah waved goodbye at Mrs. Peng. Her home was quite far from her company and the shop, so she had to take a bus ride. She was listening to her favourite song, not realizing that she dozed off.

You know those days

Those days where you're sad for no reason

And it looks like everyone else except you is busy and fierce

Those days where your body is heavy

My feet won't set off, though it seems like I'm already too late

I'm hateful of the whole world

Yeah, here and there are click-clacking speed bumps

My heart grows crumpled and my words lessen

Why the hell? I ran so hard

Oh why to me

A bell sound gave her consciousness back. Finance Street Halt, Leah could read the sign clearly and hear the sound of the broadcaster telling the passengers to pay when they intended to leave the bus repeatedly. She hurriedly ran to my home, opened her phone. She just realized that she hadn’t replied to Gavin's messages. Without a second thought, she spammed him her apology. Not seeing any signs of his reply, she attempted to sleep because she was really beaten up. The only thing that kept her awake was the clock, reminding her of her faults and it was already 10.30 pm. She continued listening to the song, so she could relieve her stomach pain and irregular, fast-paced heartbeat.

Come home and lie in bed

Dizzy night, looking at the clock

Thinking if it was my fault?

Soon it will be midnight

When her mind was about to drift off, the bell rang. “Coming,” Leah said, running to the door. The first thing she saw after opening the door made her heart want to leap, but getting crumpled instead. Gavin was in his casual clothes, but with a solemn look on his face. “Gavin, you’re late. Come in,” she said, inviting him to enter her home. He only followed her without uttering any single word.

After both of them sat, he started speaking, “I’m sorry for not telling you, I just finished my work. Leah, have you eaten?”

Leah shook her head, “actually, I bought food from Seventh Heaven. Mrs. Peng is really generous despite all my mistakes.”

Seeing her held back her tears, Gavin approached her, then she felt a pair of warm arms encircled her. “You have done your best, Leah.”

“I’m just a nuisance,” she said coldly. “And yeah, the audience wasn’t really impressed because the airing time was rescheduled. That makes me think that I should get lost forever. And I even forget to return your calls...”

A pair of amber eyes pierced through her soul’s window, his hand patted her head gently, “I’m hateful of the world too. But, about the last thing, that makes me dead worried. Have I done something wrong? Because all I got is my own echo.”

Somehow, she finally managed to let out a laugh, “Minor told me that too. No, actually I’m just dumb. I forgot to charge my phone.”

Gavin sighed, a small but sincere smile curved from his mouth. “I’m here to accompany you tonight.”

Thanks to him, Leah felt much better. “Let’s eat now. I’ve been waiting for you so we can start making our tummy happy!” She was beyond glad because he loved the bak kut teh.

After the dinner was finished, she held his hand while guiding him to her bedroom. Gavin always gave her warmth despite his cold exterior. “Listen to this song with me, it really helps me cope with the present situation.”

Gavin was confused when he put one side of my earphones, “what song?” 

God, how Leah wished she could cuddle him. She showed him the English translation in order to make him understand the meaning better. He was a bit sulky that she liked the boy group that sang it a bit too much, but he tried hard to hide it by cuddling her tight.

It won't be something like that

Will something be different?

But this day will be over

When the minute and second hands overlap

The world holds its breath for a little while

Zero o’clock

Her reminder popped up. It was already July 29th, zero o’clock. They kept listening to the song.

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

Like that snow that just settled down

Let's breathe, like the first time

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

(Ooh-ooh) And you're gonna be happy

Turn this all around

When everything is new, zero o'clock

Leah paused the song, pulled herself from his cuddle, “happy birthday, Potato. I hope at this new year of your life, you’ll be happier and healthier.”

Gavin cuddled her again, “thank you so much, my Pumpkin. My wish is the same for you. I hope I’ll be the one who makes you get the happiness you deserve.”

She blushed, how could he be so smooth at times. He laughed at my reddened face. “Why are you laughing? Let us pray,” she said to divert her embarrassment.

They were holding hands, silently pouring all their wishes.

Put my hands together to pray

It'll be better, for me

Hoping that tomorrow I'll laugh more, for me

When this song ends

May a new song begin

Hoping that I'll be a little happier, yeah

Gavin caressed her hair after he saw her yawned. “Sleepy?”

“Yeah, finally. But I’m joyful because it’s the tranquility that makes me sleepy, not the usual tiredness,” Leah snuggled closer to him.

“Sweet dreams for us, then,” he closed his eyes, hugging her in their sleep.

*bak kut teh : a pork ribs / meat soup dish with salted vegetables (this is how it looks like)

This is the GIF :))

Can you not?

Ok this man is a whole snacc. The first pic got me ROFL 🤣 poor Minor tho 😆😬

I think someone's jealous. Lol jk my heart is all yours, Bird Cop. No one, I mean literally no one, would dare to mess with you (besides MC, of course xD)

Idk why but I found this funny.