No warnings, just pure fluff. Mingyu is a stay-at-home dad and an amazing girl dad.

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Mingyu sat on the floor, surrounded by an array of hair accessories - clips, bows, and hair ties. He looked at his daughter, who was sitting in front of him, babbling happily and grabbing at the colourful items.

"Alright, Minju, let's see what we can do with this hair of yours," he said with a smile, reaching for a hairbrush.

Minju was barely a year, but boy, could she grow a lion's mane. He wasn't sure if it was something she had inherited from his wife or him, but he knew he had to do something about it. "Just get her a haircut honey," the mother of his child said. He had told her how he didn't want to take it the easy way. He'll need to learn how to handle their daughter's hair in the future anyway - the mere thought of his chubby baby growing got him choked up, but he continued strategising his mission.

Mingyu had taken it upon himself to buy all the hair accessories for Minju. He had even picked up a nice baby friendly hairbrush though his wife had already gotten one when they were preparing for their daughter's arrival, 'All good things comes in two,' he had rationalised to himself. It's fine. Surely, his wife can't be mad for having one extra comb. Right?

As he brushed her soft hair, he realized that he had no idea what he was doing. He had never been the best at styling his own hair, let alone someone else's. But he was determined to figure it out for his daughter. He refuses to find an easy way out. Minju hated going to the salons. Every time the hairdresser approached her delicate head, she'd show off her great set of lungs. Who knew a cute chubby thing like her could let out a mighty cry, loud enough for everyone in Seoul to hear?

Mingyu started with a simple ponytail, using a pink hair tie to hold it in place. He stepped back to admire his work, only to see that the ponytail was lopsided and messy. He groaned, "The tutorial says to do it this way, Minju-ya, why isn't it working?" His daughter, who was oblivious of her struggling appa, was preoccupied with sorting out the colourful hair bands between her chubby legs. At least that's what Mingyu thought she was doing.

He sighed and tried again, this time with a clip. But as soon as he let go of her hair, the clip fell out, and Minju grabbed it, putting it straight in her mouth. Mingyu chuckled at the sight, realizing that this wasn't going to be as easy as he thought. He gently pried the clip off her mouth, she had protested but she hadn't protested too hard. It didn't taste as good as it seemed anyway. It was hard even. Minju frowned, her bottom lips stuck out mirroring her appa.

Mingyu had tried different hairstyles - braids, pigtails, and even attempted a messy bun - but nothing seemed to be working. He had gone through millions of tutorials at this point. "Your eomma does it so effortlessly. Surely I can do it too, right, Minju?" Minju just blankly looked at her father. She shoved a bunch of butterfly clips to him instead.

After several failed attempts, Mingyu decided to take a break and sit with his daughter, who was now playing with the hairbrush. As he watched her, he realized that it didn't matter if her hair was styled perfectly or not. She was still the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

He picked her up and held her close, smiling as she giggled and babbled in his ear. Mingyu knew that there were more important things than being good at styling hair, like being there for his daughter and making her feel loved and supported.

As he put Minju down to play, he looked at the mess of hair accessories and laughed. "Maybe we'll just stick with the messy look for now," he said to himself.

Mingyu may not have been a hairstyling expert, but he was a loving father who would do anything for his daughter - even if it meant embracing her messy hair.

Later that day, his wife got home and trimmed their daughter's hair herself. Her mother, being an angel and her salvation, Minju had complied easily. In fact, she had stayed put in Mingyu's hold. "Told you this would be easier," chided his wife. He could only pout.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of food, health and eating

A/N: It took me some time to get my old laptop to work. Let's pray I can get a new one next year and write more 🥹 Anyway here you go, stay at home husband & dad Mingyu feeding his baby daughter solid food for the first time. Leave a comment and reblog pretty please 🙏

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One of baby Minju's firsts was her first time eating solid food. Mingyu had been excitedly looking forward to this moment for weeks, but he was also a little nervous. He wanted everything to be perfect, and he was worried that Minju might not like the food he had prepared. He had always received praises and encouragement from his family, friends and his wife for his cooking. Mingyu loved feeding his loved ones, it was his way of relaying his love for them.

Infact, Mingyu's love for cooking was one of the things that attracted his wife to him. She knew that he was a keeper when she tasted his home cooked meal for the first time on their third date. And now, with Minju around, he had another reason to cook. He was glad that now with his schedules not being too intense as they used to, he can be a stay at home dad, which allowed Mingyu to experiment with different flavors and ingredients to make the perfect meal for his little girl.

He had spent the morning making pureed vegetables, carefully measuring and blending them to the perfect consistency. He had also set up a special high chair for Minju, complete with a tray and a bib.

When the time finally came, Mingyu set Minju in her high chair and strapped her in. He pulled out a small spoon and scooped up a bit of the pureed carrot and mashed sweet potato. He held it up to Minju's mouth and said, "Okay, Minju, here we go. Open up!"

He had spent hours in the kitchen, perfecting the recipe, and was excited to see his little girl's reaction. At first, Minju didn't seem too sure about the food, as he put the spoon to her mouth, Minju's face twisted in disgust, and she spat out the food. Mingyu was shocked. "What's wrong, Minju? Don't you like it?" She made a face and wrinkled her nose, but then she tentatively opened her mouth and let Mingyu feed her another spoonful.

As she started to eat more, Mingyu's nerves began to melt away. He watched as Minju's face lit up with every bite, and he felt an immense sense of pride and joy. He had made this food for her, and she was actually enjoying it. He continued feeding her spoonful after spoonful, wiping away any excess food that dribbled down her chin.

As Minju ate, Mingyu talked to her and encouraged her, telling her how proud he was of her and how much he loved her. She babbled back at him, giggling and waving her arms in excitement. Mingyu was elated to see his daughter enjoying the food he made. He was nervous when he first decided to make his own baby food for Minju. Seeing her being fed happily makes his heart warm.

He turned his back to fetch her water and he heard Minju giggle. Apparently, she had other plans. While her appa was filling up her sippy cup, Minju reached out for the spoon, and smeared the sweet potato and carrot all over her face and clothes causing her to squeal in excitement. Mingyu, still oblivious to his daughter’s mischief, grinned thinking his food must have been really good for her. 

As he turned around he gasped in horror to see his daughter in such state. “Baby, no!” He immediately wiped his daughter’s face, “Aigo Minju–ya, looks like breakfast is over for you huh? Alright let’s get you cleaned up,” Mingyu sighed.