Daddy Vernon! AU

Genre-FLUFF

You and Vernon have been putting your kid to sleep in her own room since she was one. However recently, the little girl likes to sneak into your bedroom in the morning and gets between the two of you.

You felt around and touched a soft thing like a baby bum. Your husband never sleeps on his stomach, you know that very well. So, it must be your daughter.

You opened your eyes to greet her but she’s actually snuggling into Vernon’s arm.

“That’s my husband,” you claimed property at your 3-year-old daughter. However, she’s very cheeky. She shook her head and reached for Vernon’s hand to hug her.

It caused the man to stir awake and was startled that the tiny human and his wife were fighting over his body.

“You didn’t lock the door last night?” you asked him sternly.

He murmured an apology before giving you a kiss on the cheek. It wasn’t special since he shared one with your child too.

“I think I come second now,” you said regretfully. You were obviously envious of your daughter- she has reigned dominance over him and she was flaunting.

Vernon laughed softly and caressed the small head lovingly.

“Don’t make your mom jealous, baby. It’ll do me no good,”

As if she could read the room, she crawled out of his arm and went to you. Following that, she acted cute to win your heart back and succeeded.

Vernon beckoned to you and you gladly got to him in a second. His warm hand snaked under your pajama and rubbed the bump that is growing each day.

“You think we’ll have a daughter again?” he asked. The expression on his face was purely wishing for one.

Your eyes drifted to the little girl and were hesitant about it.

“Let’s hope for a boy,”

He also averted to the adorable, sweet girl that was lying in the center. His heart melted for her every second of the day and he’d be done if they have another girl.

“Shall we?”

The two of you laughed. Mirroring her parents’ action, she joined in the happiness.

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genre: fluffy

pairing: dad!vernon x reader

word count: 1k

summary: vernon’s child being daddy’s little girl ;;

author’s notes: posted separately!! take a look if you’re feeling bored LOL

MASTERLIST

Vernon’s smile never went away whenever he saw his daughter, Haneul. He sat in front of her crib cooing at his baby, wiggling his fingers in front of her face with a bright smile as she delightfully garbled at the moving object. Vernon felt his heart swell as her tiny hand wrapped around his pinky finger, a squeal emitting from Haneul in glee for catching his hand. There were two gummy smiles when you entered the room with a bowl of chopped up strawberries for Haneul.

“Haneul~ Do you want strawberries?” you say in a sing-song voice while taking a seat on the floor next to your husband. Vernon carefully took her out of the crib and placed her down next to him. Haneul took this opportunity to crawl around the living room area, Vernon watching her with a bright smile on his face.

Haneul was growing so quickly in front of your very eyes, she was already 10 months old and could crawl so fast you always had to keep an eye on her. You sometimes swore that she could teleport, finding her on the other side of the house when she was in the same room as you a few seconds before. Nonetheless, she was able to inherit Vernon’s curly hair, gummy smile, and hazel eyes which made her incredibly adorable.

“Haneul, I have strawberries for you,” you cooed at her. Haneul didn’t listen and continued crawling towards a ladybug plush laying on the floor. You and Vernon watched your child grab the ladybug and begin to babble at it, as if she was making conversation with the plushie. You tried calling for her one more time, “Haneul, mommy has strawberries for you~”

Haneul looked up at you this time but then returned back to her conversation with the ladybug. You sighed and started poking at the fruit in the bowl. Vernon grinned at your pouty behavior and put his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He quickly snatched some of the cubed strawberries and popped them into his mouth, a glare being sent his way for taking your daughter’s snacks. Vernon giggled and kissed the top of your head before calling out to your daughter.

“Pancake, mommy has some food for you~” he called out, receiving an immediate response from Haneul. She quickly abandoned the ladybug and began crawling over to the two of you, a gummy smile on her chubby face as she climbed onto her father’s lap, smushing her face into his chest in an attempt of a hug. Vernon’s giddy smile met your deadpan expression as he wrapped his arms around his child making sure she wouldn’t fall, “Pancake look, mommy has strawberries for you!” Vernon gently nudged Haneul to look at the bowl in your hands, an excited squeal eliciting from the baby as she began to grab for the fruit. The two of you watched your baby chew the soft fruit, wiping away the juice that stained her face with a washcloth you had brought with you.

You then turned to look at Vernon who was adoringly watching his daughter’s tiny hands wrap around the strawberry cubes. “You know, you should probably stop calling her ‘Pancake’ before she responds to that more than her real name,” you prodded, to which he snickered to.

“Well, you’re just jealous that you’re not the only Pancake in my life,” he teased you. You flushed and rolled your eyes remembering how “Pancake” was his pet name for you after messing around with him when the two of you were still dating. A harmless joke of you spamming a certain clip of Vernon’s younger self singing Han Bok-nam’s Bindaetteok Gentleman those many years ago soon became your contact name in his phone and the nickname that he would call you if he were in a teasing mood.

You scoffed, “I’m not jealous of my daughter, Hand Soap,” silently giggling at his face contort at the mention of the old nickname, “I just want Haneullie to pay attention to mommy too.”

As if she understood what you were said, Haneul looked up at you with her big hazel eyes before climbing onto your lap. As you held her, you gently wiped her mouth as she grabbed another strawberry cube and brought it up to your mouth. You smiled and allowed her to feed you the strawberry, her juice covered hands colliding with your face making Vernon laugh at your now messy face.

You wiped yourself and her hands afterwards, carrying her to the kitchen to wash her hands. Vernon finished the remaining strawberry cubes and set the bowl in the sink after the two of you put Haneul in her little play area.

“But you know,” you started as Vernon quietly washed the dishes, “I do miss you calling me ‘Pancake’ every now and then.” You looked up at your husband who had a sickening grin on his face screaming ‘I knew it’. You immediately flushed in embarrassment and turned away to continue drying the plate in your hand.

“Awe Pancake!” your child of a husband teasingly exclaimed as he rushed to finish washing the remaining dishes in the sink. It was not even a few minutes later when you felt his arms snake around your torso and his face coming close to yours from behind, “I’ll call you Pancake from now on if it makes you happy~” He blew a small puff of air into your ear before nuzzling into the crook of your neck, you could feel his teasing grin on your skin. You flushed and scoffed while placing the plate in the cabinet above you before turning around and burying your face into his chest.

“You’re so stupid Hand Soap,” you mumbled, loud enough for him to hear it, before looking up at him and planted a chaste kiss on his grinning lips.

A small garble from your baby could be heard snapping the two of you out of your loving gaze. Hand in hand, the two of you made your way back into the living room to go watch over your baby.

All was well in the Chwe household today too.

》Pairing:Vernon  x reader 

》Summary: With a new band playing in town, Seungkwan seems to know the guitarist who seems to be hotter than you thought. 

》Genre: Guitarist!Vernon, band!au, college/uni!au, nonidol!au, 

》Word count:1.25k

》Notes/Warnings: some swearing, club setting, Teen Age album inspired

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEX, I absolutely adore you and I so very thankful to have met you in cwc! I hope you have an amazing birthday and please enjoy guitarist Vernon. I love youuuu @woozisnoots

Admittedly, if you thought about it, you really should have set off earlier as neither you or Seugnkwan could keep to a time schedule. All throughout college, one or both of you was late to something; whether that be a party or a lecture it was going to be one of you who was late. You weren’t too far from the venue, only being around 5 minutes away but you knew that to get a good view at such a small venue, you needed to be early.  

‘Kidult’ was playing tonight, personally, you have never heard of them before but it seemed as if everyone in your university knew them as it was all the talk this week. They hyped them up, everything and anything about Kidult, almost as if in every class you had the band popped up in conversation. Seugnkwan knew them, apparently friends with one of the guitarists; you can’t even remember his name, but you do know that they met in music class. You have to admit, your curiosity has definitely peaked. 

As soon as you step through the doors, it is packed with people with the majority being from your university as you walk past some familiar faces from your class, smiling briefly at them. Seungkwan smiles, catching your wrist before pulling you, weaving through people as you mutter apologies to them, but he doesn’t seem to care as he tugs you with force.   

The lights are dim as some other band plays on the stage, the spotlight beaming straight onto the band mates but it’s not like you can see them through the crowd. Getting closer, you can just see the platform, with a typical setup of a drum kit, microphones, and a keyboard. Music reverberates throughout the small bar, pumping people full of life as they jump, dance, and drink. It was a night to let your hair down, a night that you haven’t had in a long time. 

The song ended, screams filled the bar as they bowed and walked off stage; thanking the audience. Applause’s and screams never stop as a loud strum of a guitar fills the air. Seungkwan grips your arm tightly, jumping up and down with a bright smile on his face as he almost screams at you, “it’s Kidult” 

You can’t help but laugh at his excitement, you can feel adrenaline fueling through you. The first man that steps up is small, and you recognise as the music student, Jihoon, you think his name is. He is followed by the rest of the members, all taller than him; one of them being at least 6 foot with black hair who goes to the keyboard with almost a clumsy looking smile painted on his face, though you’re surprised that he hasn’t been signed up as a model. 

A boy with brown hair and round glasses steps up, almost as tall as the black haired boy he follows, a small smile on his lips. He doesn’t seem the type to be in a band, but never judge a book by its cover. Another black haired man, smaller but not as small as Jihoon. He looks a bit buffer than the others and you can tell with the energy he oozes that he is the leader even as he gives the audience a gummy smile. 

But it’s the last man who steps out that knocks the air out of you; his hair silver, his attire black with a guitar that has electrical blue designs swirled up the sides strapped across his chest. He walks, with confidence, to your side of the stage. Seungkwan nudges you, “that’s my friend Vernon,” he leans in to say into your ear.

You’re at a loss for words, eyes never leaving the man in front of you before you shift your gaze to Seungkwan, “t-that’s your friend?!” you say loudly in disbelief. Oh my god, why did Seungkwan never introduce you to him before because this man is /fine/. 

Shaking your head, you look back to the stage as the ‘leader’ you assumed goes to introduce the band. You watch as Vernons eyes scan the crowd before they at Seungkwan, smiling at him before his eyes shift to you, the same smile on his lips as if the both of you were also friends. Mustering a smile back, Seungkwan nudges you once again, but as you turn to him, all he does is wink with a cheeky smile. 

“Hi we are Kidult, thank you all for coming tonight and we hope you have an amazing time!” 

Screams set off in the crowd, with one of them coming from your dear friend beside you, causing a small giggle to fall from your lips. The scream that comes from him catches Vernon’s attention as he turns to him, his eyes wandering to you once again, his smile growing even bigger. 

The lights flash blue and pink as the Jihoon starts to sing, the music starts and the band comes to life as the chemistry they share swims between them. Winking at you, Vernon strums the guitar, the lights highlight his features to make him look even more handsome.

Oh, you are so fucked. 

Throughout the songs, Seungkwan never lets go of you as he sings and screams next to you. At one point, the both of you are jumping in sync as the energy of the crowd grows, the longer the set goes on. You’re staring at Vernon as he plays the guitar, the gummy smile never leaving his lips as he jumps around and feels the music. 

Their set stops far too early for your liking as the blurring lights top and the band says their goodbye and thank you. Seungkwan turns to you, hooking his arm with your, “c’mon” before you both walk towards the bar, taking a seat that is closest to the backstage door. 

“Can we have a Malibu sunset and a purple haze please, thank you” he shouts over the cheers of people to the barista as the crowd screams once again; another band stepping onto the stage. Quietly, you thank him as he orders the drinks for both of you. 

“Wasn’t they good! Did you like them?” he wiggles his eyebrows playfully. 

“It was really good, I enjoyed their music. They’re so talented!” you smile before taking a sip of your drink, the coolness helping you cool down in the overheating club. 

“I’m glad you think we are talented” a voice says from behind you causing you to choke on your drink. “Ah, y/n,” Seungkwan scolds, patting you on the back. 

“K-kwan, I d-din’t plan..to choke” you cough out, but he isn’t listening as he turns to the person who is now standing next to you, “Vernon! You did great, I’m so proud of you” 

Eyes wide, you sit up faster than you intended as you look up at him, embarrassed. Extending his hand, he smile as you, “Nice to meet you, I’m Vernon” 

Shaking his hand timidly, you can’t help but smile back, “Hi, I’m y/n. Nice to meet you too” 

Seungkwan stares at the two of you, a small smirk playing on his lips at the flustered exchange. With a plan in his head, he gestures to the chair for Vernon to sit, he could make this work.