I do not know why I decided to make a part 3, but since there are some who comment for part 3 so why not write one?
Or did I just hallucinate someone in comment section???
And, by the way! Little_Jihyo waiting po for the update of your stories ;))
Anygays, let us start the story.
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"My goodness, it's as if I could foresee this turn of events." Mr. Im sighed wearily, his hand gently massaging his temple as he rose to his feet, standing before Nayeon and Y/N, who were seated closely on the couch.
"Apologies, Mr. Im." Y/N murmured, her fingers nervously intertwining.
"Apologies won't mend this situation. Nayeon, dear, please go and speak with your mother; she must be equally stunned by this news." Mr. Im gently directed, motioning for Nayeon to ascend the stairs.
"Of course, father." Nayeon replied, her steps hesitant as she made her way upstairs.
"Now, Y/N, you've always been such a polite and well-mannered child. How did we find ourselves in this predicament?" Mr. Im inquired, a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"I'm at a loss for words, Mr. Im. This situation has truly taken me by surprise." Y/N confessed, her expression reflecting genuine bewilderment.
"You must take accountability for your actions." Mr. Im asserted firmly.
"I understand, Mr. Im." Y/N acknowledged solemnly.
"And, by the way, drop the 'Mr. Im.' I've already asked you, some months back, to address me as father, haven't I?" Mr. Im gently reminded, a touch of warmth softening his demeanor.
"I understand, Mr. Im- I mean, father." Y/N uttered softly, her voice tinged with sincerity.
"Indeed, disappointment lingers, but alas, time cannot be rewound. Thus, I beseech you, cherish Nayeon with the utmost tenderness." Mr. Im expressed, his words carrying a weight of paternal concern.
"I will, father." Y/N affirmed, her resolve unwavering.
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"Babe, my sweet tooth yearns for chocolate."
"Honey, serenade me with your melodious voice."
"Darling, grace me with your graceful dance."
"Babe, conjure up a delectable pancake for me."
Over the course of three months, Nayeon's cravings knew no bounds, yet Y/N dutifully acquiesced, fulfilling each whimsical desire with unwavering devotion.
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"Yah! Y/N! Who was that girl you were with earlier?!" Nayeon's voice echoed down the hallway, piercing the air as Y/N trailed behind her.
"Sweetheart, she was merely a lost soul, and I couldn't bear to see her stranded." Y/N replied, her gaze brimming with affection.
"But even so! You should have sought my approval first!" Nayeon's voice rang out once more, her lips forming a slight pout as she settled on the edge of her bed.
"I apologize, my love. Can we not dwell in anger any longer?" Y/N implored, closing the distance between them with each step.
"Hmph!" Nayeon huffed in response, her demeanor a testament to her lingering discontent as she chose to disregard Y/N's presence.
"Oh, my darling, your pout only makes you more adorable." Y/N cooed affectionately, peppering Nayeon's cheeks with a trail of tender kisses, her gentle hands cradling Nayeon's flushed face with adoration.
Despite Nayeon's lingering jealousy, the warmth of Y/N's affection proved irresistible, prompting her to yield to the embrace of her loving girlfriend. With a soft sigh, Nayeon's delicate hands found their way to Y/N's nape, drawing her closer as their lips met in a tender exchange of affection.
Such scenes were not uncommon whenever Nayeon felt a pang of jealousy; Y/N's response was always the same-seeking solace in kisses and cuddles, soothing Nayeon's troubled heart with each loving touch.
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After an eagerly anticipated nine months, the momentous occasion arrived-Nayeon was in the throes of childbirth, ushering their precious child into the world.
Furthermore, Y/N's identity underwent a profound transformation; no longer an Im, she had discovered her true lineage, tracing her roots to the illustrious and influential Jang family. Serendipity intervened when Y/N stumbled upon her biological parents during a visit to the orphanage where fate had placed her.
Embraced by her newfound family, Y/N was poised to inherit the reins of the esteemed Jang Industry, supported by the unwavering encouragement of her parents.
"A-Aggghhh!" Nayeon's voice filled the room, her grip on Y/N's hand tightening as the waves of contractions surged through her body.
A few hours earlier, within the comforting embrace of their new home's intimate living room, suffused with the radiant warmth of their boundless affection, Nayeon embarked on the courageous journey of labor, her fortitude unwavering as Y/N remained her unwavering pillar of support. This poignant scene unfolded, ultimately guiding them to the sterile yet reassuring confines of the hospital's labor room.
"Oh my god! I-It hurts!!!" Nayeon's cry echoed, her determination evident as she exerted every ounce of strength to bring their child into the world.
"The head is almost out!" the doctor announced, injecting a note of anticipation into the air.
"Curse you, Jang Y/N!! You should be the one enduring this agony!!!" Nayeon's exclamation, though filled with pain, couldn't suppress the subtle amusement that danced in Y/N's eyes, her laughter muffled behind pursed lips.
In this moment of chaos and joy, amidst the pain and anticipation, there was a touch of irony as Nayeon, in her anguish, humorously lamented that it should have been Y/N experiencing the trials of childbirth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Nayeon's cry reverberated through the room, echoing the newborn's first wails, as she drew in deep breaths, her hands finally releasing their tight grip on Y/N's trembling fingers.
"You were remarkable, my beloved." Y/N whispered tenderly, pressing a gentle kiss to Nayeon's sweat-dampened forehead, a silent testament to their enduring bond.
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"Oh my goodness, she's undoubtedly inherited Y/N's distinctive pointed nose." Mrs. Im observed, cradling the newborn in her arms with a delicate touch, marveling at the familial resemblance.
"Yah! Omma, I may not have Y/N's perfectly pointed nose, but there's no need to underestimate me." Nayeon protested playfully from her hospital bed, a hint of mock indignation in her tone.
Suppressing a chuckle, Y/N offered Nayeon a peeled apple, a gesture of care and affection amidst the light-hearted banter.
"I'm delighted to see you both enjoying yourselves." Mr. Im remarked, his smile radiant with paternal pride and joy.
"Your blessing means the world to us, father." Y/N responded, her gratitude sincere and heartfelt, as they welcomed the newest member of their family into the world.
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"Yah! Y/N! Place the baby in the crib and let her drift off into her midday slumber. It's time for her nap, and as for you, it's high time you headed to work!" Nayeon's voice carried a hint of authority, her hands planted firmly on her hips as she gently scolded Y/N, who was engrossed in playful interaction with their three-month-old bundle of joy nestled in the bed.
"But, Mi-Cha is simply too adorable! And I can't resist spending more time with her."
Y/N protested, her lips forming a pout as they cast a pleading glance towards Nayeon.
"I understand, my love." Nayeon acknowledged, closing the distance between them as she settled beside Y/N. "However, your father awaits you at his meeting, and little Mi-Cha is already drifting into slumber. Look, her eyes are half-closed already."
"Do you not want me here anymore?" Y/N's voice carried a note of uncertainty, her pout still evident.
"Never, darling! Of course, I want you here," Nayeon reassured, cupping Y/N's cheeks tenderly as she peppered her face with affectionate kisses. "But there's still much for you to accomplish, and I long for the time when Mi-Cha and I can have your undivided attention."
"Alright! I'll be back in a jiffy!" Y/N's spirited declaration enveloped Nayeon in a tender embrace, her arms encircling Nayeon's waist with a reassuring warmth.
"We'll be eagerly awaiting your swift return." Nayeon replied, her touch delicate yet possessive as her fingers traced the contours of Y/N's nape, their lips meeting in a tender kiss, igniting a symphony of emotions between them.
"Now go! Fear not, for I shall tenderly tuck our little one into her crib." Nayeon reassured as they parted from the embrace, a soft smile gracing her lips, a beacon of reassurance in the sea of affection.
"Mhm, but promise me you won't pine for my absence too fiercely." Y/N teased, a playful glint dancing in her eyes as she flashed a cheeky grin at Nayeon.
"Perish the thought." Nayeon quipped, her playful retort eliciting a playful pout from Y/N, their banter a testament to the endearing bond they shared, brimming with love and laughter.
"I love you, my wife." Y/N murmured, her gaze brimming with boundless adoration as she beheld Nayeon with reverence.
"Save those words for after you've slipped a ring onto my finger." Nayeon teased, playfully extending her hand to display her ring finger to Y/N, a mischievous twinkle dancing in her eyes.
"Hehe, soon." Y/N replied, her tone infused with a promise of eternal devotion, their love a beacon guiding them towards a future filled with shared dreams and everlasting commitment.
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I don't know, but I hope you like it :))
By the way, I hope you had a good days ahead.
Byeeeeeeeee!!!