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➸ request from anon; heyy I know you arent talking requests, but if you ever get the time... could you do a fic where jinghua gets her period for the first time? Like her mom had already told her about what periods were, but only renjun is around when she gets them. Please take care and i love your works <3

➸ note; thank u anon for requesting! i hope you like this <3

baobei - treasure

➸ word count; 1316 words

➸ jinghua; aged 12

➸ warning(s); periods, blood

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‘You understand, baby?’

‘I think so,’ Jinghua, aged nine, mumbles, staring intently at the leaflet that she’d brought home from school.

‘It’s okay if you’re nervous or if you have any questions,’ you see her look of discomfit and uneasiness.

‘Wha… what should I do when it happens?’ she looks up at you, eyebrows furrowed.

‘If you’re at school, let your teacher know, but if you’re at home, come find me and I’ll make sure you’re all cleaned up and sorted, okay? It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.’

‘Okay, mum/mom. Thank you.’

‘You’re welcome, sweetheart. Let’s forget about it for now, okay?’

Three years later, Jinghua’s still waiting for it to come. A few of her friends have had theirs already, all excited and smug when revealing they had finally become a woman.

You were away for the weekend with friends when it happened to Jinghua. It was your first weekend away in so long, with Renjun watching over your teenage children.

‘Dad,’ Jinghua appears at the door to Renjun’s office, where he’s drawing away on his iPad. 

He looks up, locking his iPad, ‘hi Hua, are you alright?’

It had taken Jinghua a lot of will to approach her father. Once she’d noticed the blood, and managed to process her situation, she’d spent several minutes pacing in the bathroom, trying to muster the courage to go to Renjun.

‘Um,’ she can’t bring herself to make eye contact, ‘I don’t know what to do.’

‘Okay,’ Renjun moves from the chair to the couch, patting the space beside him.

‘Oh, I probably shouldn’t sit..’

‘What’s the matter, sweetheart?’

‘I-I would talk to mum/mom, but she’s not here,’ Jinghua starts, fidgeting with her fingers obsessively, ‘so I’m sorry..’

‘Don’t worry, you can talk to me about anything sweetie,’ Renjun reaches a hand out to still her hands.

‘Um, I think… I think I got my period.’

Renjun freezes for a few moments, and he tries his best to pretend like his entire life didn’t just flash before his eyes.

‘Okay..’ Renjun doesn’t even know what to ask, ‘do you know what to do?’

‘I don’t know what to do about the blood,’ she murmurs, ‘and.. I feel a little sick.’

‘You’re okay, I’m going to help you,’ Renjun stands up, mind running at a million miles an hour while he thinks of all the things he’s done to help you over the years.

Jinghua sits awkwardly on the edge of the bathtub while Renjun rifles through the bathroom cabinets, finally locating the baby wipes. 

‘Can you clean yourself off with these?’

‘Yeah, I think so,’ Jinghua takes the packet, ‘but I need some pads.’

‘I know, Hua, I’ll go and have a look in your mum/mom’s drawers, okay?’

Renjun walks into your bedroom swiftly, wrenching open your underwear drawer and pulling out a tampon box.

‘Hua, your mum/mom only has these?’

Jinghua’s eyes widen dramatically at the sight of tampax box.

‘I don’t.. I don’t know how to use those.. and I don’t- I don’t think I want to,’ she stammers, tears springing to her eyes.

‘O-okay sweetheart,’ his mind races, ‘um, will you be ok if you hang on a few minutes while I run to the shop? I’ll buy you some pads and some chocolate and then I’ll make you up a hot water bottle.’

‘Please…’

‘Have a bath Hua, and when you get out I’ll be back, and we can sort you out, is that alright?’

Renjun’s heart aches at how shaken his little girl looks. She rubs her arm nervously, nodding her head, ‘okay, I will. Please don’t be long.’

‘I won’t, baobei,’ he holds her head while he kisses her forehead, an act that usually makes the girl cringe, but one that she welcomed today, ‘I’ll be as quick as I can.’

Renjun hurries over to the car, finding you in his contact list as quick as humanly possible and clicking the call button.

‘Hello Jun?’ You answer, ‘is everything okay?’

‘Not really,’ Renjun throws himself into the car, starting up the engine.

‘What’s the matter?’ you begin to worry, ‘do you need me to come home?’

‘I don’t think so, but, I don’t know what to do, Jinghua, she’s… she’s not my little girl anymore..’

‘Jun, what are you talking about? Are you sure everything’s okay?’

‘Oh, I should probably should have waited for her to tell you herself, but I just need advice, Jinghua just started her period.’

Your eyes widen, ‘really? Of course this happens while I’m away… is she alright?’

‘She’s a bit mortified that she’s had to tell me I think, I left her running a bath and I’m on my way to the store but I don’t have a clue what I should buy for her,’ Renjun pleads with you, ‘please help me.’

You laugh, amused at how out of his depth your husband sounds, ‘okay, just stay on the phone and I’ll tell you what pads to buy, and what else you’ll need.’

‘I’m just pulling into the store,’ Renjun parks up, speed walking inside.

‘Okay, so the pads, there should be two different kinds, one for normal and ones for nighttime.’

‘Yeah, I see those, but they all have different numbers on, how the hell do I know which ones-‘

‘Jun, it’s okay, those are just the sizes. Get her a two in the normal ones and three for the nighttime, get her a couple of each, those should last her the next two months or so.’

‘Okay, so the purple packet with the two on, and the dark blue packet with the three on,’ Renjun confirms aloud, throwing them into his basket, ‘ok, I’ve got them, what can I get her to make her feel better?’

‘Have a look around and see if you can find painkillers for period pain, they’l probably be in a pink box, with ibuprofen written somewhere on it.’

‘I think I got it,’ Renjun adds them to the basket.

‘Alright, now get her a couple of face-masks and quite a bit of chocolate,’ you add, ‘those will make her feel better.’

‘I think I have everything,’ Renjun heads to the self-checkout, ‘do I need to help her with the pads?’

’She should know how to use them, I showed her a while ago. Just make sure she has a heating pad for her stomach. Let her lay down for a while. Just please don’t make a huge fuss. Don’t tell the boys.’

‘Of course not,’ Renjun scans his card, ‘right, I’m heading back now, she asked me to be as quick as possible.’

‘Okay Junnie, look after her for me. I’ll pretend like I didn’t know.’

‘I promise I will,’ Renjun smiles softly, ‘thank you for this. I love you, I’ll see you in a couple of days.’

‘I love you too Renjun, I’ll talk to you later on.’

‘Bye, sweetheart,’ Renjun hangs up, hurrying back home to his other girl, thankful that the store is close to your home.

Jinghua is still soaking in the bath when Renjun returns. Renjun knocks softly on the bathroom door, letting her know of his arrival, before placing the contents of the shopping bag on her bed.

Jinghua comes down the stairs around a quarter of an hour later, hair damp and in a fresh set of pyjamas, clutching the bag of chocolates in her hand.

‘All sorted?’

‘Yeah,’ she nods quietly, still holding herself as though she’s embarrassed, ‘thank you, daddy.’

‘Please tell me if you need anything else,’ Renjun grabbed her hand, squeezing it lightly, ‘or if your hot water bottle goes cold.’

Jinghua smiles lightly, ‘I will.’

‘Love you, baobei,’ he kisses the side of her head, ‘I’m so glad you felt like you could come to me.’

➸ word count; 720 words

➸ tengfei; aged 12, bojing; aged 8, jinghua; aged 4

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‘Gege, come on,’ Jinghua pulls Tengfei along the trail, the oldest of her brothers stumbling behind her.

‘Careful HuaHua,’ Renjun calls after them, ‘Santa’s not going anywhere!’

‘Poor Tengfei,’ you shake your head, knowing the the twelve year old likely isn’t enjoying this little trip too much. 

You and Renjun had decided to do something special for Christmas this year. Renjun had found that in the countryside, there was a yearly Christmas event where the children could meet Santa in a cabin in the forest. You were on the forest trail, which was lit up with fairy lights and lanterns.

‘Are you excited, Bojing?’ Renjun asks your younger son, who’s lagging behind a little bit. Naturally being eight, he was heading towards the age where he doubted the existence of Santa.

‘Uh-huh!’ he nods, ‘just watching the lights.’ 

Renjun affectionately pats his shoulder, before shouting out, ‘Hua, stay where we can see you please.’

‘Sorry,’ Jinghua slows down, waiting for you guys to catch up.

You walk a few steps, before Jinghua suddenly perks up, and starts to run in the direction of the brightly light cabin. 

‘God, I sometimes wish it was acceptable to put a four year old on a tether,’ Renjun murmurs as he jogs after them, shouting after Jinghua.

‘Come on, let’s go catch up,’ you nudge Bojing, and you both begin a brisk walk towards the cabin.

Jinghua is quite literally jumping up and down in excitement when all five of you arrive in the doorway. A thick green wreath hangs on the doorframe, adorned with twinkly gold lights.

‘Right, let’s all knock at the same time,’ Renjun gathers the children around the door, ‘three, two, one-‘

The three kids knock in unison (well, Jinghua more accurately taps), and the door swings open to reveal a lady.

‘Well hello!’ she beams, ‘are you here to meet Santa Claus?’

‘Yeah!’ Jinghua exclaims, the two boys nodding with varying degrees of enthusiasm.

‘Right this way,’ she opens the door further, making Santa visible to the children. Jinghua audibly gasps, and Renjun chuckles, pressing a hand to her back to encourage her inside.

‘Hello!’ Santa booms, ‘you must be Jinghua, Bojing and Tengfei!’

Jinghua and Bojing’s eyes widen at the man himself knowing their names, and they both make their way over.

‘Sit down, sit down!’

All of you place yourselves on log stools around the room.

‘Now, have you three been good this year?’ Santa asks, prompting Jinghua to nod rapidly.

‘Yeah! Really good!’

‘Well, as it just so happens, I have my naughty and nice lists with me here-‘ the Santa pulls out a piece of laminated paper, ‘would you like to know if you’re on the naughty or nice list?’

‘What do you think, guys?’ Renjun asks, encouraging the children to answer.

‘Look at that!’ Santa turns around the paper to show all three of the children’s names under the title ‘Nice List’.

‘As part of being on the nice list, that means you get to let me know what it is you’d like me to bring you for Christmas!’

Jinghua and Bojing are beaming with excitement, both imagining that Santa would definitely bring them what they wished for.

‘Oldest first? Tengfei, what would you like me to bring for you?’

‘Oh, I would quite like a camera.’

‘A camera? What would you be using the camera for?’

‘I like to take pictures,’ Tengfei murmurs, a tad embarrassed, ‘like of the city, the planes, whatever I like.’

‘Bojing, what about you? What are you hoping Santa will bring you?’

‘I’d like a bike. I want to learn and go for bike rides with mum/mom and dad.’

‘I’m sure I can do something like that for you! And finally, Jinghua, what would you like for Christmas?’

‘I would like… a cat!’

‘A cat? Woah!’

‘A grey and white one.’

‘Well, those are all really great things you’ve all asked for! I’ll try my best to be able to bring those for you on Christmas Eve.’

‘What do you say, kids?’ you say, and the three of them all chorus ‘thank you’ in unison.

‘You’re welcome, and Merry Christmas!’

➸ request; hii idk if u remember but once renjun had hairclips on and showed it off at his radio ! how about a cute scenario of jinghua accessorising his hair with her clips? and coming  to work with them or having a vlive with them on and talking about her when fans ask him about it? thank u <3 i hope it isnt too much

➸ note; thank you so much for this request its so cute!! i hope u like x

➸ word count; 1026 words

➸ tengfei; aged 12, bojing; aged 8, jinghua; aged 3

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As soon as Renjun is in the vicinity of the SM building, he can hear Chenle laughing.

‘Don’t make fun of me,’ Renjun grumbles, ‘because then you’re laughing at my precious daughter’s artistry.’

It had been a normal morning in the Huang household. Teng-fei and Bojing had been whisked off to school by you, while your three year old daughter went through her morning routine with Renjun.

Most of the time, you style Jinghua’s very small amount of hair, but this morning you clearly didn’t have a whole load of time, prompting Renjun to decide to help you out by doing it for you.

‘How do you want your hair my gorgeous girl?’ Renjun asks, gently brushing through Jinghua’s hair.

‘Can I have plaits?’ She’s so sweet and polite it makes Renjun’s heart melt.

‘One or two?’

‘Two please,’ Renjun notices her cute toothy grin in the mirror.

Renjun quickly braided clumsy plaits, tying them up once satisfied.

‘Daddy,’ Jinghua pipes up just as Renjun is tying the last bobble.

‘Yeah?’

‘Can you put butterfly clips in?’ She asks, referring to the multicoloured butterfly hair clips that you always put in to help tame her stray hairs.

‘Of course.’

Renjun grabs a handful, and begins placing them randomly across the two braids, making it look like there were tiny plastic butterflies resting in her hair.

When he’s done, she turns in his lap, a handful of her own sitting in her hand.

‘Can I do your hair too daddy?’

Anything to make his girl happy.

‘Go on then.’

Jinghua spends a few minutes fiddling with the butterfly clips, placing them in Renjun’s hair. Renjun humours her, commenting on how pretty she was making him look.

‘Will you show uncles today?’ She looks at Renjun hopefully.

Oh great, a whole day of teasing.

‘Of course I will-‘

The sound of the front door opening downstairs echoes around the house.

‘Do you have to go now?’ Jinghua pouts/

‘Yeah,’ Renjun sighs, ‘but I’ll be home before you know it.’

After a little kiss and a hug, Renjun heads downstairs.

‘Wow, looking good,’ you giggle as Renjun takes his dance bag off the peg.

‘Don’t laugh,’ Renjun huffs, ‘our beautiful daughter did this.’

‘Maybe she’ll be a hair stylist in the future.’

‘God forbid she’s cutting my hair,’ Renjun chuckles, ‘anyway, I’ll see you later.’

‘I’m sure you’ll have a very interesting day,’ you can’t stop yourself from laughing, ‘love you.’

‘I love you too,’ Renjun gives you a quick kiss before heading out.

‘Damn, Jinghua is bold,’ Chenle is literally crying from laughter, ’did she ask you to keep that in all day?’

‘What do you think,’ Renjun replies flatly, ‘anyway, once you finish laughing at me, we’re meant to be doing a VLive today, after our choreo practice.’

‘Can’t wait,’ Chenle is still howling when he walks down the corridor towards the studio.

‘I think it’s sweet,’ Mark chimes in, ‘but I am still looking forward to that fan reaction later on.’

‘I hate you all.’

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As soon as the Vlive began, the comments were flooded with comments about Renjun’s hair accessories.

What have you got in your hair

Those clips are so cute omg

His hair clips lololololol

It was just Chenle and Renjun on the livestream, so the attention was easily on Renjun’s hair.

‘About the hair clips,’ Renjun begins, ‘my daughter insisted that we match today. I did her hair and put her own butterfly clips in, and she wanted to return the favour.’

’She’s so cute though, you can’t say no to her,’ Chenle says, thinking about the power of his niece’s puppy eyes.

’Yeah, she’s only three, so I kind of have to humour her a bit.’

So sweet

Renjun is such a good father

His daughter is so lucky to have such a nice dad

‘Yeah, well, I try my best,’ Renjun laughs sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

‘He’s such a great dad, he’s just being modest,’ Chenle is half being serious half trying to embarrass Renjun.

’Well all three of them make it easy. They’re good kids.’

Renjun’s daughter is clearly very creative

‘Yeah she is,’ Renjun nods, ‘like I said, she’s only little, but she has a big imagination. If she wants to dress up a certain way or have her hair a certain way she has such a clear idea of what it is that she wants.’

‘Artistic,’ Chenle affirms, ‘she’s the sweetest. Of course I’m just a proud Godfather and uncle.’

I like it when he talks about his kids, he clearly loves them a lot

‘I like talking about them too, they’re my greatest pride so I take any opportunity to show off about them,’ Renjun laughs, ‘but I try not to share too much, because they’re only young and deserve as much privacy as possible. NCTzens are really great in that sense. It’s just saesangs that ruin it a bit.’

The rest of the livestream goes off without a hitch, comments still streaming in about how sweet Renjun was as a father etc.

When Renjun and Chenle came back into the practice room after turning off the live, they were greeted with Mark running up to them, shoving his phone in their faces.

‘Renjun-ah, you’re trending!’

And so he was. Hundreds of thousands of tweets about his hair clips and his words about his youngest child.  

When Renjun came home, a few clips had actually fallen out of his hair, but most still remained.

Jinghua, clad in pyjamas patterned with rainbows and clouds, came rocketing towards her father, flying into his arms and nearly knocking him over.

‘What are you still doing awake little miss?’

‘I heard the door open.’

‘Jinghua, come on back to bed, daddy will come kiss you goodnight,’ you appear at the top of the stairs. It’s around the time of Jinghua’s bedtime, so Renjun figures you were in the middle of her bedtime story when she made her great escape.

‘Carry me?’ Jinghua turns back to Renjun, making grabby hands at his neck.

➸ request from yellow anon; hi! could you do one where tengfei and bojing meet jinghua for the first time??? tysm!

➸ note; hii tysm for this!! i hope you do like it, and ofc u can be yellow anon!

➸ word count; 617 words

➸ tengfei; aged 8, bojing; aged 4, jinghua; newborn

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‘Are you guys ready to meet your little sister?’ Chenle chirps, holding Bojing in his arm, using his spare hand to hold Tengfei’s hand.

‘Yes Uncle Chenle!’

‘Excited!’ They both talk over each other, Tengfei bouncing on his toes in anticipation. ‘Have you met her yet Uncle Chenle?’ Tengfei asks, looking up at his uncle with innocent eyes.

‘Nope, I haven’t. I’ve seen pictures of her, just like you have.’

‘Oh,’ Tengfei mumbles as the three of them walk through the automatic doors and into the hospital reception.

‘Hi, we’re here to see Y/N Huang,’ Chenle says to the receptionist, ‘we’re family.’

‘She’s in room seven,’ the receptionist smiles, gesturing down the long ominous corridor.

Bojing tightens his grip around Chenle’s neck as he takes in the unfamiliar place.

‘Come on Bojing, it’s okay.’

‘Seven!’ Tengfei lets go of Chenle’s hand to run up and point to the sign outside of your hospital room.

‘That’s right, well done,’ Chenle grins, ‘do you wanna be a good boy and knock gently?’

Tengfei rapidly nods, raising his tiny hand and knocking.

Renjun’s head suddenly pops out, face instantly lighting up at the sight of his two sons.

‘Hey guys!’ he grins, kneeling down to accept a hug from Tengfei. Bojing begins violently squirming in Chenle’s arms who promptly let him down.

‘Daddy, where’s sister?’ Bojing asks innocently, still quite lost in his new situation.

‘She’s in here with mummy/mommy,’ Renjun smiles, grabbing Bojing and hoisting him up into his arms.

Renjun and Chenle exchange a look as Renjun pushes the door fully open, revealing you sitting up in bed, looking around expectantly.

‘Mummy/mommy!’ The two boys chorus, Tengfei rocketing towards you. Bojing once again struggles and escapes Renjun’s arms, waddling across the room as quickly as his little body could carry him.

‘Hello my lovelies,’ you kiss both of their heads.

‘Where is she?’ Tengfei asks, noticing that his new baby sister is not in your arms.

’She’s in that crib over there,’ your voice is a bit raspy having just given birth a few hours ago.

‘I’ll get her,’ Renjun offers, striding towards the crib and gently lifting her out.

She was so covered in pink and grey blanket that you couldn’t even see her, but eventually her tiny and still quite red face coming into view.

‘You wanna hold her Bojing?’ You ask him gently, not wanting to overwhelm him.

‘Can I?’

‘Of course you can,’ you laugh.’

’Sit down in that armchair buddy,’ Renjun gives Bojing a few seconds to sit comfortably, before instructing him on how to hold the baby and lowering his new sister into his arms.

‘Daddy, what’s her name?’ Tengfei questions.

‘Jinghua.’

‘Jinghua,’ both of your sons echo, and you softly chuckle.

Tengfei seems a bit awkward, unsure of how to assert himself in the situation when all eyes are on his younger brother.

’Tengfei, come here,’ you encourage, patting the empty space on the bed next to you.

He crawls beside you, Renjun reminding him to be careful as he cuddles into your side, tucking his head into your arm.

‘Are you ok mama?’ He almost whispers, ‘you said it hurts.’

‘I’m absolutely fine, my lovely,’ you reassure him, rubbing his back, ‘are you okay?’

‘I’m not hurting,’ he pouts.

’No sweetheart, I meant are you happy with a sister? Do you like her?’

’She’s cute, like Bojing was. And I like having a sister and a brother.’

‘I’m happy love,’ you try not to turn your sore body too much as you kiss his head.

At the same time, Jinghua yawns, prompting Bojing to burst into fits of toddler giggles.

➸ request from anon; could you please write a daddy au for renjun when his s/o tells him that she’s pregnant? thank you! hope you’re having a good day :))

➸ note; wowowowowow it’s been a while hello!! i have been SWAMPED. and i mean SWAMPED with schoolwork so there has been no time for me to write unfortunately :( however!! my workload will be a lot less after the next two weeks, so things will hopefully go back to normal <3 i have missed you guys so so much!

ALSO i tried to switch things up a little bit! i hope u guys like this because i do a lot x

➸ word count; 979 words

➸ tengfei; in the womb lol

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You’ve been to many many dream shows.

It had been several years in a row at this point, the venues getting gradually bigger and better and louder.

You enthusiastically sang along to Deja Vu, waving your lightstick around at the beat of the song. Naturally, the arena was packed, and despite the fact you were in the stands you were still feeling quite hot.

You were in the sort of ‘friends and family’ section, alongside the rest of dream’s families.

The music was so loud, you thought, much louder than you remember. It was bothering you a bit, the thumping making your head throb and the ground under your feet shake.

‘That was our last song guys! Thank you for coming,’ Mark shouts through the microphone. The seven members take their bows and leave the stage.

Your entire body is practically screaming for water, your insides feeling dry from how much you’ve yelled and sweated.

As the fans leave, you remain seated in the stands, waiting for a staff member to come and collect you and take you backstage.

You’re itching to see Renjun, to give him a hug and tell him how well he performed. You imagine he’s currently downing a litre of water, sweating about ten times more than you are.

You couldn’t wait until you could have a drink of water too. You were sick to your stomach, head still throbbing and stomach turning.

‘Are you ok?’ Renjun’s mother asks carefully, gently placing her hand on your upper arm.

‘Yeah I’m okay, just feeling a bit dizzy, that’s all.’

‘We’ll be able to go home soon, then you can sleep it off.’

You only hum and nod, thinking that if you even opened your mouth again you may projectile vomit all over the floor.

People are still filtering out. In your head you’re begging for them to just hurry up and leave.

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The walk backstage is a fight. A fight to stay conscious. Renjun’s mother does seem to notice your illness, holding out a supportive hand for you to grasp in order to keep yourself upright.

The members are in a now relatively empty dressing room, barefaced and in their own clothes.

‘Love,’ Renjun exclaims as you fly into his arms, welcoming all of the forehead kisses and body heat coming from him.

‘You did so well,’ you grinned into his chest, ‘I’m so proud of you.’

‘It was so much better knowing you were here,’ he mumbles, almost as though he didn’t want the others to hear in fear of making fun of him.

‘You’re so… warm,’ his body heat is almost burning you, bringing back up all of the intense nausea you had been feeling.

‘Yeah, I am... baby, are you okay?’ Renjun’s eyebrows are knitted together, hands rubbing your upper arms gently.

‘Yes, yes, I-‘

‘Woah-‘ is the last thing you hear before you pass out.

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Your forehead is cold.

The room that you’re in - although you don’t recognise it - is stupidly bright. You blink quite a few times to get used to it, sitting up a lot quicker than you probably should.

Your head and your arm flare up immediately, black spots invading your vision. You lay back down, and as the black spots clear, you realise there is a blue Cinnamoroll band-aid on your forearm.

You also notice a plastic cup of water on your bedside table, and you reach for it with your good arm, taking huge gulps to alleviate your dry throat.

‘Oh!’

You nearly jump out of your skin at the voice, a small amount of water leaping out of the cup and falling onto the bedsheets.

‘Oh, I didn’t mean to scare you,’ Renjun apologises, rushing towards you, ‘I was just surprised to see you awake.’

He gently removes the water cup from your hand and places it back down where it was.

When your head touches the pillow his hand is immediately in your hair, massaging and lightly scratching your scalp the way he knows you like it.

‘What happened?’ The first words that leave your mouth are hoarse.

‘You fainted,’ Renjun explains, a small smile on his face.

‘Oh.’

‘Don’t you remember?’

‘I remember feeling sick.’

Renjun laughs, ‘yeah, my mum/mom told me you weren’t feeling well.’

‘Where are we now?’

‘Oh, I should’ve told you. First aid tried to help you try and regain consciousness, but then they decided you should go to the ER for a blood test.’

’That explains the band-aid.’

‘I thought you’d like a pretty one,’ he smiles, tilting his head and admiring the design, ‘so I gave them the one from my little makeup bag.’ He looks pretty.

’Am I okay?’ You ask, deciding to ask the sensible questions.

‘Hmm, well-‘

‘Oh God, what?’

‘You didn’t let me finish... they ran your blood test just to see your levels, but you ended up having a positive pregnancy test.’

‘A positive what?’ You splutter, eyes widening.

‘You’re pregnant,’ Renjun smiles, continuing to draw circles in your hair.

‘Wow,’ you state plainly, making Renjun laugh lightly.

‘How does that make you feel?’

‘A bit gobsmacked.’

Renjun is acting so gently towards you in this moment, and despite just finding out such life changing news, you feel so utterly relaxed and peaceful.

‘Do you want to? Have a baby, that is?’

‘Of course I do. I’m just surprised,’ you laugh, tears forming in your eyes.

Renjun leans forward, pressing a long and soft kiss on your lips.

‘Are they okay?’ You suddenly have the thought.

‘Yes, they’re fine. You probably fainted because of all of your hormones. It’s normal.’

Your hand instinctively falls on your stomach.

‘Do you feel as though you can get up?’ Renjun asks.

‘Hmm. Probably,’ you hum in response.

‘We can go home whenever you want.’

➸ request from anon; renjuns ones always make my heart all mushy! esp the one where they first find out they’re expecting it makes me look forward to a scenario of how renjuns behaviour changed from then on. ofc this is not a request u don’t have to feel pressure to fullfil it! i’m just saying i would really like one of those hehe

➸ note; hihi thank u so much for the lovely message <3 i hope this is what you wanted!

➸ word count; 1384 words

➸ tengfei; in the womb lol

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Coming home early. Is there anything you want me to pick up at the store?

Renjun’s text comes through as you’re laying in bed watching Kiki’s Delivery Service for the umpteenth time while fighting back the intense urge to vomit again.

Renjun had started showing up at home early far more often than usual since he found out you were pregnant. Normally, most nights out of the week he wouldn’t come home until maybe as late as one in the morning, either practice running stupidly late or going out for a midnight snack with the other dreamies. But now, he’d be home no later than eleven-thirty, armed with paper shopping bags filled with ice cream and pre-natal vitamins.

No, I’m ok

I just want a cuddle now

You respond quickly, having become desperate for some sort of comfort.

Ok baby, home soon

You flop back down onto the bed, head lolling to the side. Your glass of water on your bedside table is empty, and you close your eyes in frustration. You don’t want to get up and nearly faint while trying to refill your water. You zone out for a while, your stomach flipping while you try to muster up the courage to get up.

‘Oh?’ A voice snaps you out of it. You can’t even lift your head, you only turn it slightly.

‘Oh poor angel,’ Renjun pouts, crawling onto the bed and taking you into his arms.

‘So sick,’ you whine, ‘I have no water.’

‘I’ll get you some, ok?’

Renjun was so unbelievably affectionate now all of a sudden. If he wasn’t waiting on you hand and foot he was giving you all of his love and affection, which you couldn’t lie, you really enjoyed. All of a sudden you were his big baby, who he would cradle to sleep each night and nag to drink water and take your vitamins.

When he brought back the water, you gulped it down as quickly as possible, your dry throat being soothed finally.

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In addition to constantly coming home early, he would randomly buy little things for both you and your baby.

‘Look, Y/N, I got this from the store around the corner from the company building,’ Renjun produces a onesie from his backpack, holding it up to show you it in it’s full glory.

It’s dark blue with white fluffy clouds stitched onto it.

‘Y/N, isn’t it so cute!’ He gushes, slightly bouncing on his feet in excitement.

Your chest heats up at the sight of his enthusiasm.

‘I love it Junie,’ you smile, ‘I can’t wait until we can put them in it.’

‘Hey, and don’t think I forgot about you my love,’ he continues, disappearing into the hallway and returning with a large white box, that didn’t seem to weigh too much.

‘What is it?’ you ask, sitting up slowly and propping yourself up on your elbows.

‘It’s a special kind of pillow,’ Renjun explains, ‘I read about them.’

He pulls the white horseshoe shaped pillow out from the box. It’s like the size of body pillow.

’You lay in the middle of it, and if you lay on your side it supports your bump.’

‘I haven’t got one yet,’ you point out.

‘It will hopefully make you more comfortable,’ he smiles, ‘go on, try it out while I run us- or just you a bath.’

‘Mmph want you there too,’ you whine, ‘we’ve missed you today.’

‘Cute,’ Renjun murmurs, leaning over for a kiss, ‘I’ll go run a bath for us.’

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‘You’ve turned into such a simp,’ Chenle pokes at Renjun, as he scrolls through photos of you and your now quite prominent bump.

’I know,’ Renjun agrees.

‘No rebuttal?’ Jeno exclaims in surprise, eyebrows raised.

‘Well he’s not wrong,’ Renjun grumbles, ‘sue me. I love my girlfriend and my unborn child very much.’

‘Chenle you’re right,’ Jaemin remarks, ‘he is a simp.’

‘Am not-‘

‘You talk about her and the baby all the time. Before Y/N got pregnant you mentioned her maybe once a month,’ Chenle points out, ‘remember when Jisung didn’t believe she existed-‘

‘And was completely embarrassed when he realised he was wrong,’ Mark butts in, and Jisung begins to flush red.

‘Anyway, you should be getting home, right?’ Donghyuck suggests, after checking the time on his phone, ‘it’s getting late, isn’t Y/N at home?’

’She’s out with her friends,’ Renjun explains, ‘having a girls night, and honestly she deserves it. She seems so tired lately.’

‘She’s just getting on,’ Mark says, ‘the last three months are just a whirlwind of symptoms and feeling constantly on edge.’

‘What should I do to help? I feel a bit useless at the minute,’ Renjun pouts.

‘Well, when Noah came along, I would help by just letting her rest and bringing her whatever she asked for.’

’So I should just do the same with Y/N?’

‘Renjun you’ll be fine,’ Mark claps Renjun on the back, ‘just you being there will help support Y/N.’

‘I hope so. Everything I do now, all I think about is hoping that I can make things easier for her.’

’See,’ Chenle hisses at the other four men, ‘simp.’

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‘Look at the baby in that woman’s arms,’ Renjun points out the tiny newborn in the cafe.

‘Cute,’ you smile, ‘he’ll be that small you know. When he’s just born.’

Recently you’d found out that your growing baby was a boy, and you had both spent the last few days floating on happiness.

You had a noticeable bump now, one that Renjun would dote on endlessly. Previously, he was always affectionate, but not nearly enough as he was now. Renjun would just show his love through little things, like doing the dishes when it was your turn, or making you breakfast in bed. Now it was all that and endless kisses, cuddles and massages.

‘I think about what he will look like all the time,’ Renjun muses, examining your face, ‘I hope he has your eyes.’

‘I don’t mind,’ you murmur, ‘whatever he looks like, he is half you so he’ll be beautiful.’

‘No. That will be you.’

‘Definitely not,’ you smile, before jumping at the feeling of your son kicking you from the inside.

‘Kicks?’ Renjun asks.

‘Yeah,’ you move his hand onto your stomach. You’re sitting in the corner, where nobody else can see your moment.

‘That’s beautiful. Even after a few weeks.’

‘It hurts a bit,’ your nose scrunches up as your son continues to kick and turn, ‘but it’s nice to feel it.’

‘Hey, little man, calm down in there,’ Renjun murmurs looking down at your stomach.

’Thank you,’ you mouth, no sound coming out of your mouth.

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‘I’m a big girl, I can handle myself,’ is what you once told Renjun when he worried for your safety in an airport a few years ago. Even though you would make your ways to the car separately, he still feared that the fans would make some sort of connection between the two of you and overwhelm you.

‘Are you sure?’ He had double checked.

‘Positive,’ you smiled, ‘I’ll be fine on my own.’

Since then Renjun became much more relaxed when it came to being in busy situations. If you were calm, he was calm.

Now, it was more like your were calm, and he was frantically trying to come up with reasons why you would need to have him directly by your side.

‘What if you go into labour? And what is people see you and bother you or-‘

‘Junie,’ you gently interrupt, ‘I’m not due for another six weeks. And we haven’t had anyone come up to us yet…’

‘I know… I just can’t help but worry,’ he pouts, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you gently towards him, ‘yours and his safety is my number one priority now.’

‘I know,’ you grin, ‘and we’re very lucky to have our big strong fiancee and dada to protect us.’

’Shut up,’ Renjun flushes pink at your teasing, ’sorry for being so overbearing sometimes.’

‘You’re not,’ you laugh, ‘you just don’t need to worry about me so much.’

‘It’s just because I love you, ok?’

➸ request from anon; hi! could you do a dad au where renjun and jinghua just spend time with each other, like just the two of them,, tysm !! <3

➸ note; i hope u like this!! i think its cute <3

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‘Junie,’ you call, entering your bedroom holding your sleepy two year old on your hip, ‘can you watch her for a couple of hours? While I take the boys to the park with Lucas and Noah?’

‘Yeah of course,’ Renjun nods, before putting on a huge smile and opening his arms, ‘Jinghua! Do you wanna spend the day with daddy?’

Jinghua wriggles out of your arms and onto the bed, where she crawls toward Renjun.

‘Spend day?’ She asks for clarification.

‘We be together all day,’ Renjun explains softly while you rummage around in your bedside drawer for your car keys.

‘Dada not go to work today?’

‘Not today sweetness, I have a day off.’

‘No work?’

No work.’

You chuckle at your daughter’s inquisitiveness, finally locating your keys and fishing them out, ‘well have fun you two, we’ll be back in a few hours.’

‘Bye bye love,’ Renjun gives you a quick kiss when you lean down.

Jinghua smiles when you kiss her cheek, whispering a small ‘bye bye mummy/mommy.’

‘Have a nice day with daddy sweetheart,’ you brush back her black hair, kissing her forehead once again before leaving the room to go and round up your two sons.

Renjun sits quietly with Jinghua on his chest, stroking the back of her head as the front door clicks shut.

‘What do you wanna do today, princess?’ He asks the nearly asleep girl, whose eyes open at the low sound of his voice.

‘Lazy,’ she responds bluntly, and Renjun’s chest shakes as he laughs.

‘A lazy day?’

Jinghua nods, and Renjun coos at the sight in front of him.

‘You’re too cute.’

‘I’m cute?’ She asks, surprised.

’The cutest,’ Renjun grins, ‘even cuter than your brothers- but don’t tell them I said that.’

She just giggles, finally lifting her head up from his chest with a yawn.

‘How about we watch a movie?’ Renjun suggests, and Jinghua nods rapidly.

‘What do you wanna watch sweetheart?’

‘Lee-low,’ she enunciates, referring to the Disney film Lilo and Stitch. It was what you could arguably describe as her comfort movie, the movie she would beg to watch after a long day, or a day of being sick.

Renjun chuckles. He truly does not mind the repetitiveness of the tiny blue alien’s antics, and the way Jinghua giggles at Stitch.

Renjun pulls up Disney+ and the two of them spend the next hour and a half cuddled up watching the movie. By the time it’s over, it’s mid-afternoon.

‘What do you want to do now?’ Renjun asks, running his fingers through her dark hair.

Her eyes are slightly drooping shut, but she still perks up a bit.

She turns around, reaching for a couple of her stuffed bears, handing Renjun one.

‘Play house?’

‘Yeah of course baby,’ he smiles, ‘do you want to play on the floor?’

‘No, here is fine.’

Renjun has always found her bossiness funny.

‘Ok, whatever you want.’

’This bear is… the mum.’

Renjun nods along.

‘And this bear,’ Jinghua motions to the slightly bigger bear in Renjun’s hand, ‘is the dad, ok?’

‘Ok,’ Renjun grins.

‘And then,’ she pulls out a minuscule teddy, about the size of Renjun’s hand, ‘this is the baby.’

Child logic.

Renjun loves to play games with his children. The stress of being an idol is naturally a lot to deal with, so the ability to switch his brain off and just do something dumb for a while is almost like a form of therapy for him. It helps that he loves his three children with all of his heart, and seeing them explore the world through play is so rewarding.

Each of the kids had such different ways of playing as well. Tengfei liked to move and play sports, Bojing liked to dress up and put himself in situations and Jinghua liked to explore social situations.

The two of them acted out a what was most likely a riveting tea party for Jinghua but a mind-numbing experience for Renjun, and eventually even she grew bored.

‘Was I a baby?’ Sh suddenly inquires.

He has three kids now, he should be used to the random questions.

‘Of course you were,’ Renjun explains as he stacks up the teeny plastic plates to be put into Jinghua’s toy box, ‘you’re still a baby now, really.’

‘No I’m not,’ she huffs, ‘you always say that I’m a big girl.’

‘You are a big girl,’ Renjun agrees chuckling at the horrified look on his girl’s face, ‘but you’re still only little.’

He kisses the side of her head as she yawns, completely exhausted from all of the playing.

‘Do you need a nap darling?’

She nods, and Renjun is happy that she’s in comfortable clothes so that they can both crash.

‘I think I do too… how about we have a nap in mummy/mommy and daddy’s bed?’

Jinghua’s face physically lights up at this, she loves being allowed to be in your huge double bed.

‘Come on,’ Renjun grabs onto the little girl’s hand, slowly pulling her towards your room.

Renjun goes to lift her up onto the bed, but she insists that she can ‘do it all by herself,’ and so she climbs up, crawling under the blanket.

Renjun goes to the other side, helping Jinghua cover herself fully with the blanket.

He strokes her hair, humming absentmindedly.

She is out like a light soon enough, her soft breathing lulling Renjun to sleep too.

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The sound of a car door slamming outside wakes Renjun up. His head springs up from the pillow, disturbing Jinghua.

‘What,’ she mutters, ‘daddy?’

‘I’m still here.’

‘What happened?’

‘Nothing, just go back to sleep baby,’ he murmurs, but she whines.

‘Can you sing the song?’

Dear Dream was one of Jinghua’s favourite songs. You play it a lot when doing housework or driving, as well as the fact that Jinghua had heard the song several times at NCT Dream concerts.

‘You want me to sing you to sleep?’

She nods, purposefully giving Renjun her greatest puppy dog eyes. His heart leapt.

‘Ok I’ll sing, just close your eyes sweetheart.’

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‘Junie?’ You call through the silent house as Bojing and Tengfei kick their shoes off.

You poke your head into Jinghua’s room and it’s empty.

‘Jun?’ You call again, heading towards your bedroom.

You push open the door only to see your husband and daughter sound asleep. Jinghua looks so tiny in comparison to her father, whose arm is slung around her small body.

The footsteps of your two boys coming towards you makes you tear your gaze away.

’Shh,’ you press a finger to your lips, ‘they’re asleep. Let’s leave them.’