#my ex

"I would really love to meet Baby Chicky in real life, Uncle."

Nabi batted her eyes cutely at her uncle, fully aware that this was his weakness. She knew exactly how to get what she wanted, and using her irresistible charm was her ultimate weapon.

Lee Seokmin chuckled nervously, already hesitating at her request. He could practically hear his sister’s warning echoing in his head.

"Remember, Seokmin, don’t spoil her too much, or else—"

"Yes, Noona, I will. Don’t worry and just go," he had reassured her before she left for her business trip.

It wasn’t that his sister didn’t trust him, but she knew all too well how much he tended to indulge Nabi. And when Nabi got too used to being spoiled, she became a little rebel when she didn’t get her way at home.

"How can you meet Baby Cheeks, Nabi-ah? She’s just a cartoon on TV," Seokmin said, ruffling her hair.

Nabi huffed, swatting his big hand away.

"Uncle, it’s Baby Chicky, not Baby Cheeks!" she corrected him, tugging at his sweater to make him lean down. "If you get me Baby Chicky, I won’t tell Eomma that you broke her vase yesterday."

Seokmin’s eyes widened in horror. She saw that?! He had been so sure she wasn’t in the room when it happened.

"No way… You wouldn’t—"

"I want Baby Chicky!" she demanded, crossing her arms.

Seokmin groaned. He was doomed.

Meanwhile, across town…

"Y/N, just this once, please help me!"

Y/N stared at her friend, already on the verge of breaking down. People begging was her ultimate weakness, and her friend knew it.

"So… you want me to wear that costume and go entertain some kids?" she asked, eyeing the large, fluffy Baby Chicky mascot suit with visible suspicion.

Her friend nodded enthusiastically, practically bouncing in excitement.

"What if it’s some creepy old man with a weird costume kink or something?!" Y/N blurted out.

"Eiiihh, why would you even think that?!"

"Because he's paying way too much just for someone to prance around his house in a costume!"

Her friend blinked at her innocently before resuming the relentless begging.

"Please, please, please! I promise you’ll get six-fifths of the pay!"

"That’s not even how fractions work—"

"Pleaaaaase!"

Y/N sighed, rubbing her temples. She had a bad feeling about this.

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Ding dong!

Seokmin’s face lit up with excitement as he scooped Nabi into his arms.

"Nabi-ah, your surprise is here! Let’s go greet it at the door!"

Nabi squealed happily, grabbing onto her uncle’s hand and dragging him toward the entrance.

After Seokmin carried her in his arms, Seokmin checked the door monitor to see who was outside. He grinned as he spotted the familiar mascot costume on the screen.

"Who is it?" he asked playfully, giggling along with Nabi.

From the other side of the door, a muffled voice cheerfully announced,

"It’s your Baby Cheeks!"

Nabi gasped, her tiny brows furrowing. "Baby Chicky! How could you say your own name wrong?" she pointed out, sounding almost offended.

Y/N’s POV

"Damn it!"

Y/N was already sweating under the suffocating costume, her heart racing as she forced out a nervous chuckle.

"W-Well, my baby," she said, trying to recover, "I just wanted to see if you really know me!"

End POV

She could only pray that the little girl would buy her excuse.

Just as she let out a sigh of relief, she heard the door unlock. Straightening up, she prepared to greet the excited child—only to freeze the moment her eyes met a face she never expected to see again.

Lee Seokmin.

He stood there, giggling, completely unaware of who was inside the costume. With a bright smile, he encouraged the little girl to run forward and hug her.

Y/N suddenly felt exposed, as if the ridiculous mascot suit wasn’t even there, like she was completely bare under his gaze.

How fool she is to not ask information about this client. And now she need to spend the day here in his EX house.

"Baby Chicky!" Nabi’s excited shout snapped her back to reality.

This was going to be a long day.

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After spending half the day playing with the child in this damn costume, she could now fully admit—she was swimmingin sweat.

The suit felt like a personal sauna, and every movement made it worse.

Nabi, on the other hand, was exhausted but still stubbornly refusing to stop playing. Her growing frustration soon turned into full-blown tantrums.

Seokmin sighed before gently yet firmly cradling her in his arms. After a few moments of rocking her, he excused himself to take her to her room for a nap.

This was her chance.

With Seokmin gone, she attempted to sneak out of the house. But there was just one problem.

The costume was too heavy. And she was too tired.

The best she could manage was crawling toward the door like a defeated soldier retreating from battle.

Just as she reached the entrance, she heard footsteps behind her.

"I'm so sorry about that. She's just—"

Seokmin’s voice suddenly paused.

She froze.

Silence stretched between them.

Then—

"What… are you doing?" Seokmin asked, his voice laced with confusion and amusement.

She slowly looked up to see him staring down at her, his brows raised and a chuckle escaping his lips.

Busted.

"Hehehe, you know... the costume is too heavy for me to stand up," she said, still using the high-pitched Baby Chicky voice.

Seokmin giggled at the ridiculousness of it all before reaching out to help her stand. He even dusted off her legs for her since she can’t reach it.

"You can talk normally, you know. And you should take that thing off—it must be heavy after wearing it all day. Nabi’s asleep now, and seriously, thank you for today. You must be exhausted."

This. This was what she hated about him. Even in front of strangers, he always worried too much.

"I-It’s okay!" she blurted out. "I think I need to leave. My boss might want me to write a report about this!"

She was so close to escaping, but just as she took a step forward, Seokmin’s hand shot out and grabbed her wings (the costume), stopping her in her tracks.

"Wait, you have to write a report about entertaining kids?" he asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"No! I just really want to leave!" she admitted, trying once again to make her grand exit.

"Wait—your payment! I haven’t given it to you yet!"

Seokmin instinctively reached out to stop her, but her wrist was already out of reach. In a desperate attempt, he grabbed the nearest object—

The mascot’s big Baby Chicky head.

And that was his mistake.

The sudden pull made her stumble backward, completely off balance. At the same time, Seokmin tripped over absolutely nothing.

And like a slow motion the scene goes, the oversized head flew off dramatically through the air.

Time seemed to pause.

She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for impact.

But… nothing happened.

Instead, she felt something warm and solid beneath her.

Slowly, she realized—Seokmin had caught her.

One of his arms was wrapped protectively around her waist, while the other cradled the back of her head, shielding her from hitting the floor.

For a moment, neither of them moved.

Seokmin’s eyes fluttered open, his expression shifting from dazed confusion to pure shock as he took in the face beneath the costume.

His lips parted slightly. "Jagiya…?"

Oh no.

Mentally, she facepalmed so hard she could practically hear it.

The could not get any better sudden storm burst outside and the sound of the rain hit the ground could be heard. 

‘Of course, when the day I dont bring my car’ she monologue -------------------------------------------------------------------

(Cw: drug use)