✔️ Daddy | NAMJOON

nine

a/n: HOBI IS SO CUTE!! HIS DIMPLES AWW LET ME CRY wait- nvm im crying ;-; ANYWAYSSSSS, I wrote this when I'm sick and I'm so bored plus my sickness is suffering me so i decided to write this early because writing makes me feel calm uwu. please enjoy and thank you for visiting this book again! i love you lovelies 🥺💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

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two days after y/n is awake.

no one's point of view.

"joonie.." y/n called him.

"yes cupcake? do you need anything? are you hungry?" namjoon asked.

"no.."

"then? tell me darling," Namjoon lay his chin on his palms.

"can i sleep with you? I don't wanna sleep here alone.." said y/n, looking down.

"of course you can, we will move out later with Jin hyung helps, okay?" Namjoon ruffles her hair.

she nodded, giggled.

that evening y/n move out from the guest room to namjoon's room with a wheelchair. Namjoon carried y/n to his bed and make her sat up. y/n looking around at his room, pastel nature colors everywhere, she smiles.

"it looks so peaceful here," she said.

"I really like nature colors, especially when it's pastels," said Namjoon.

"The boys gonna come soon, be ready," Seokjin announced.

"do I have to walk?" y/n asked, worriedly.

"no you don't have to, you'll just sit there, the boys can come in the room, your legs still haven't heal so you can't walk." Seokjin replied.

y/n nodded.

"I'll be back when the boys come, you may rest now y/n", Seokjin said.

"Thank you, Seokjin oppa," y/n smiled at him.

Seokjin replied with a smile then went out of the room. Now it's just y/n and Namjoon.

"Daddy.. I'm cold.." y/n said.

"You haven't call me daddy since then, craving for daddy's attentions?" Namjoon teased, she nodded slowly.

"sweatshirt or hoodie?" Namjoon asked.

"sweatshirt please daddy," y/n replied.

"alright,"

he took one of his sweatshirt, pastel peach.

"daddy, change me," she pleased.

Namjoon didn't know what to say but his face sure is red as fresh tomato. "are you sure you want me too?" asked Namjoon, making sure.

"yes, please," she replied, smile innocently.

"okay..," namjoon mumbled, sitting beside her, facing her.

he hold the ham of the oversize tshirt that she's wearing, pulling it out slowly since he needs to be gentle with her. He put the t-shirt aside and take the sweatshirt, slowly changing her.

"all done," Namjoon said.

"thanks, daddy," she smiled, kissing his cheek.

Namjoon flustered, he looked down, a smile creep on his face.

knock knock.

"that must be the others," Namjoon said.

"it's not locked, come in!" Namjoon shouted, pulling the blanket to cover y/n's legs until her waist.