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Big, Hormonal Heart | Bucky Barnes

》 PAIRING: bucky barnes x pregnant!female!reader

》 TROPE/GENRE: established relationship (marriage), fluff fluff fluff

》 SUMMARY: It'd probably take more than one lifetime for Bucky to list reasons why he was so lucky to call you his wife. He was certain your big heart was one of them. One that grew even more with pregnancy hormones. It was sweet, how you to got so upset when they got his order wrong. Your meal was perfectly fine. But when his wasn't? Oh it was a crime.

》 WARNINGS: pregnancy, a dog named Snow and Alpine the cat, pet names (doll, baby, my love, sweetheart), emotional!r (she cries. like, most of the fic), husband!bucky being the sweetest, domesticity and just overall fluff (pretty tame fic ngl)

》 WORD COUNT: 2.5k+

A/N: this idea was super random. i saw an insta reel of a pregnant woman having mood swings over some food and then everyone was sharing their experiences in the comments and i got inspired so here ya go alksalkss. DISCLAIMER! I'm not pregnant nor have i ever been lol. I did as much research as i could but still, don't count on me to be 100% accurate.

++ ALSO this was written in just a few hours. this isn't my best work. just something i wanted to write as an exercise since i haven't written anything in months. anyways, i hope you enjoy!

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Bucky Barnes was one lucky man.

If someone had told him years ago that he was going to live in a quaint home in the suburbs, a lovely backyard space for a dog and a cat to enjoy, and that he'd be married to the absolute love of life, an angel on earth who was now carrying his first child—

He honestly would've stared at them dead in the eye, wondering how someone could make such a cruel joke.

Yet here he was, actually living it, a life that seemed so much like a dream.

Though he was quickly reminded of how real this was as he stood in the nursery, glaring at the manual that came with the crib you two had bought from the furniture store.

It looked simple enough at first—putting together ready-made pieces should be easy, right?

Wrong.

Not when you have countless amounts of screws that more or less looked the same but were actually not because each served a different purpose.

He was in the middle of figuring out how to install the legs to the main base when you walked into the room with your two bodyguards—Alpine the Cat and Snow the five-year-old Samoyed—in tow.

"How's it going, handsome?" you hummed as you reached his side, arms wrapping around his waist, your warmth immediately easing the frustration he had about this goddamn crib.

"It's…" he sighed, gesturing at the wooden pieces scattered around the floor. "Going."

You laughed at that, kissing his clothed shoulder before standing in front of him.

Bucky held your waist then, pulling you as close as he could given that your baby bump was in the middle of you both.

He honestly couldn't begin to express how much comfort and warmth covered his whole being every time he was met with the absolute love in your eyes.

And Bucky was sure his gaze shined the same.

So many people have pointed it out on numerous occasions, the twinkle in his eyes every time they land on you—his beautiful wife.

"I was thinking," you murmured, resting your hands on his chest, moving up his shoulder and down again in a sweet caress. "How about a quick break while we order some food?"

It was only about an hour after lunch, so Bucky wasn't particularly keen on filling his stomach some more.

But you, on the other hand, were nearing the end of your second trimester. It wasn't out of the norm for you to be hungry at this time, given you were eating for two. Plus, there was an added layer that your little peanut probably had some super soldier serum in their DNA—the baby's appetite could be enhanced for all he knew.

Other than that, the last thing Bucky wanted was an angry and hungry pregnant wife. So it wasn't really a hard decision to make.

"Okay, let's get you something to eat," he said.

Ever the observant person that you were, you quickly noticed his choice of words.

"For me?" you asked, brows furrowed. "You're not hungry?"

Bucky shook his head. "Not really."

Your bottom lip went.

He instantly knew he said the wrong thing.

"But I'm hungry," you murmured, eyes starting to glisten.

He could never explain it even if he tried, but whenever you got upset, your bodyguards always seemed to notice it. The two have always been protective of you and that only grew tenfold when you got pregnant.

Today wasn't an exception.

Snow barked at him, whining his complaints as he put his fifty-pound body between your legs, slightly pushing Bucky back. The furball was well trained though, so his protectiveness never went too far beyond being vocal about it. Alpine, on the other hand, was sitting a foot away, glaring at Bucky—quite the traitor given that she was supposed to be his cat, but he couldn't blame her for loving you, either—as if she knew it was his fault you were upset.

But still, Bucky wasn't quite sure what he'd done wrong.

"I know, sweetheart," he said slowly, a little confused, trying to navigate around Snow who was pawing at his leg as if trying to push him further away. "I'll order some food for you."

"But you're not hungry," you repeated, body slumping with sadness.

"I'm not," he agreed, quickly cupping your face when a tear slipped from your eyes. "But hey, hey, that doesn't mean we can't still order food for you, doll."

"No, I know," you sniffled.

"So, what's making you upset, hmm?"

You buried your face in his chest with a shaky breath as you said,

"I don't want to eat alone."

Bucky paused, pressing his lips and swallowing down a laugh because he couldn't have you thinking he was making fun of you. He wasn't. But you were so adorable it made his chest ache.

"Okay, okay," he hummed, kissing the side of your head as he rubbed your back in comfort. "I'll order something for me, too."

•••

A few minutes later, your little family migrated to the living room. You both were sitting on the couch together, the two furballs sprawled at your feet as a random show played on TV. Various take-out bags covered the coffee table, way too many for two people but hey, that's what fridges and microwaves are for.

Fondness filled Bucky's bones as he watched you settle your food on your lap, doing what he called your Cravings Satisfied Wiggle.

He couldn't contain his chuckle.

You looked at him with furrowed brows, words a little muffled with your mouth full. "What?"

"Happy?" he asked, reaching over to wipe the sauce on the corner of your mouth.

"Very much," you giggled, eyes wrinkling at the corners.

Even after all these years, the sight of your pure joy still made his heart stutter, chest growing warmer when you leaned closer with a pout.

Bucky met you halfway for a short yet sweet kiss.

"Thank you," you hummed, even though there was no need for you to thank him for ordering you food.

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

Reaching over the table, he took the one and only paper bag that was for him, because again, he wasn't that hungry.

"Oh."

"What's wrong?" You turned to him in concern.

"It's not a big deal," he reassured with a smile, shrugging because it really wasn't. "They got mine wrong."

You frowned. "You didn't get the nuggets?"

"No, they give me the burger meal," he said. "They must've misheard me.

Bucky immediately perked up when your lips started to tremble.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly, cupping your face to wipe away your tears.

"You—" you sniffled. "You didn't get your nuggets."

Bucky pressed his lips to stop a smile.

God you were so fucking cute.

"It's okay, baby," he soothed. "I'm fine with a burger, too."

You cried even harder.

Snow and Alpine quickly stood, all alert and concerned as they nudged your leg.

"You wanted the nuggets, Bucky," you insisted, choking back a sob. "But you didn't get it."

He carefully pulled you closer, rubbing your back in comfort as you laid your head on his shoulder. "I know, but it's okay—"

"No, it's not!" you protested, all teary and frustrated, pulling away to glare at him. "You deserve to get what you want. Y-You deserve all the good things after e-everything."

Bucky might honestly start crying too with how sweet you were being.

"Oh doll, come here," he placated, pulling you in for a hug while trying to navigate the food on your lap.

He could take it away for safety, but he'd already learned his lesson the hard way. Taking food away from a pregnant woman was a death sentence.

"I want you to be happy," you sniffled, burying your face against his neck. "You wanted the nuggets and they disrespected that."

It took so much for him not to let out a chuckle. Because as much as Bucky hated to see you crying and upset, he couldn't deny how adorably funny this whole conversation was.

But you'd always had the biggest heart. Whether that was crying over those rescue animal videos, emotional scenes in movies, to feeling upset over something he was experiencing—your empathy was always high.

What more with the pregnancy hormones in the mix?

"How about I ask them to change it?"

Again, wrong thing to say.

He needed to get better at this.

"But they're probably so stressed and overworked already," you sobbed. "A-And it's about to rain. I don't want the delivery guy to get wet in the rain. T-They already don't get paid enough."

"Hey, hey, it's okay," he hummed, rubbing your back. "Will you look at me, my love?"

You lifted your head then, Bucky's heart aching at the absolute distress on your features—pout in full play, eyes a little bloodshot with tear stains on your skin.

He cupped your cheeks with a soft smile, placing gentle kisses all over your face, unrelenting until you let out a whine of protest. He stopped then, thankful to see that you'd calmed down now.

"I promise you, the burger meal is perfectly fine with me. I'm not mad or upset about it. I don't mind it at all," he said.

You took a calming deep breath and nodded. It only took a second for you to look at him sheepishly.

"Sorry I overreacted," you whispered, embarrassed.

"Hey, none of that," he lightly scolded. "All the emotions you're feeling will always be valid."

You smiled, small yet sweet, leaning in and kissing him with as much gratitude as you could muster.

"Besides, it makes me feel so honored to know that you're willing to fight for my chicken nugget rights."

"Shut up, Barnes."

•••

You and Bucky always had a nightly routine and it usually consisted of the two of you getting ready for bed in your own different ways. They were intertwined, but not exactly the same. Like you'd be doing some skin care in the bathroom while he would be brushing his teeth.

But ever since you got pregnant, your routine became more in sync.

It usually started with a bath that he'd run for you. Most of the time he'd end up joining you, the length of said bath varying since that usually depended on what mood you were in. Bucky was always at the service of meeting his wife's needs, after all.

Recently, now that your bump wasn't particularly easy to navigate, he'd helped you get ready for bed. From getting dressed to your skin care, including rubbing some moisturizer on your stomach. That part was one of his favorite things to do.

Then it was the typical things, getting dressed, brushing your teeth—this one you stopped him from doing it for you even though he was more than willing—and overall just getting ready for bed.

Once you’d settled on the pregnancy pillow that Bucky fluffed up for you, he'd sit near the foot of the bed to give your sore feet a massage while you read a book.

Tonight, right when he was in the middle of doing that, he heard you sniffle.

Bucky looked up in concern, catching you already staring at him with tears already in your eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking you over. "Does something hurt?"

"No, I-I'm okay. I just—" You cut yourself off with a sob.

Bucky quickly moved beside you, pulling you onto his lap as he wrapped his arms around your form. You buried your face into the crook of his neck, body shaking as you cried.

"Hey, hey, talk to me," he murmured against your hair. "Tell me what's wrong."

"It's just—" You let out a shaky breath. "You're always taking care of me."

"Of course, sweetheart, you're my wife," he said. "And not only because it's my duty as your husband, but because I love you so much."

That made you cry even harder.

"I l-love you too, so much," you sobbed. "But I haven't been able to take care of you lately and that's not f-fair."

Bucky felt his heart grow as if it wasn't already bursting at the seams.

How could someone be so selfless and sweet?

"You're pregnant, my love," he stated the obvious reason as to why. "Besides, I'm capable of taking care of myself. It's alright."

"No, it's not," you argued, pulling away slightly to face him. "You deserve to be taken care of, too! You deserve to get pampered a-and a break but you're always fussing over me and taking care of me instead. I'm not helping with any of it. I'm just making it harder for you."

"No, absolutely not," he stated firmly, holding your face in his hands, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. "I love taking care of you. It honestly makes me feel so fulfilled and happy when I do."

"Really?" you sniffled.

"Yes. It's the least I could do with everything that you've been going through right now," he said truthfully, adding with a chuckle, "Hell, if I could carry our baby so you wouldn't have to go through all the pain I would."

That earned him a small laugh.

"But I want to take care of you, too," you admitted after a deep breath.

"You already are," he hummed, thumb stroking your cheek lovingly. "You're taking care of our baby and my heart, and those are very important to me."

You scrunched up your nose adorably.

"That was so cheesy."

"But it's true, though."

You smiled, cupping his face. Bucky turned his head to kiss your palm.

"Thank you," you sighed fondly. "For putting up with me and for everything."

"First off, I'm not putting up with anything," he reassured, kissing your other palm before adding, "Second, you never have to thank me for taking care of you. Never."

You nodded, leaning closer to press your lips against his, pouring all your love and gratitude into it. Bucky kissed you back with the same fervor, never needing words to express what you truly feel for each other.

He felt so content—feeling your lips, your fingers tangled in his hair, and your little peanut asking for attention too, kicking the second Bucky rested hand on your bump.

When you let out a soft, needy whine, he was ready to take the kiss even further.

That was until a wet tongue met his cheek.

Bucky groaned in annoyance, pulling away to see Snow giving you a kiss, too. He couldn't be angry at the dog for ruining the moment when your lovely laugh echoed in the air. Alpine jumped on the bed a second later, nudging her head against Bucky's chin before walking over to place a loving paw on your bump.

His smile was as bright as it could be as he watched the scene before him.

A wonderful home, a wholesome family that involved his beautiful, loving wife and two furballs, his family that was only getting bigger in a few months—

Yeah.

Bucky Barnes was one lucky man.

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thequeendesi · 11 months

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Two Pink Lines

Title: Two Pink Lines

Alt Title: I’ve Heard Worse News

Warnings: swearing, unplanned pregnancy, mentions of bad childhood

Pairing: Fezco x Reader x Platonic!Ash (lil bro ash and big sis reader ftw)

Disclaimer: I don’t own you or the euphoria franchise. I own the writing.

Rating: PG I reckon

Word count: 2k

A/N: I haven’t written anything in three months! I hope this doesn’t suck! I’ve had so much going on lately! I’ve gotten into my own place w my bf, I had a car crash, a major pregnancy scare, and a job promotion lol. I’m doing alright rn, so I figured I’d take the chance and finally get something out again! Thank you all for being so so kind and patient w my inconsistent ass 😂 I genuinely love all of y’all!!

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You sighed, placing the test face down on the counter. Music playing from your phone to try and ease your nerves. Snooze by SZA playing low as you slipped down the wall. You pulled your knees to your chest as you allowed the song to play through, your brain running the entire time.

The jokes you made to your boyfriend, Fez, were just that. Jokes. In no way did you actually think you were ready for children. You had just graduated from East Highland less than a week ago.

Your childhood wasn’t the most pleasant. You had been living with your boyfriend since you two were 13 and 14. Fez was all you knew, and you were all he knew. You knew everything about him and his life. His grandma, his job, his brother. And you fit like a glove in all of it. His grandmother took you in with open arms and loved you as her own.

You didn’t know what you’d do with a baby, you didn’t know where it would fit into your current life. You worked at the local breakfast place, it was like a Waffle House, but called MeeMaw Judy’s Home.

Your mind drifted to Fez. He didn’t want kids. You knew for a fact because he always told you “keep it movin’ ma”, everytime you passed baby aisles. Hell, the two of you even had talked about it last night. As far as Fezco was concerned, he didn’t see a baby in y’all’s plans for at least another 4 years.

The song ended and you took a deep breath. You couldn’t begin to explain how long those 3 minutes were. “Alright.” You whispered to yourself as you stood up, turning over the test you stared at them. Two pink lines. You’re not even sure you’ve ever seen pink lines so dark.

“Fuck.” You whispered as you placed the test on the counter. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” you said, voice cracking at the last fuck, tears welling in your eyes. You had false positives before, only for the next test to have been negative. But this time you knew you were pregnant. Nausea, fatigue, as well as paired with your period being late not one, but two weeks? Oh yea, your eggo is preggo.

Your thoughts ran to a complete halt as the door opened. “(Y/N)! Can you make waffles… what the fuck is all of this?” Ash asked, looking at the test on the counter. Your heart sank as you tried to explain. “Look, I just… just please get out. Please.” You pleaded, trying to push him out. “Hey, it’s ok. Stop stressin’. Y’a’int in trouble. Just… y’know. Take a deep breath.”

Ash grabbed your hand, thumb rubbing over your knuckles, a trait he picked up from Fez after he noticed it helped you calm down. “Ash, please. I need to think of how to tell Fez.” Ash shook his head before leading you to sit on the couch. “Worry about calmin’ your ass down first. You’re acting like your life is over. It’s just a baby.” Ash let go of your hand.

You felt yourself relax a little. How was he so calm? How is your life not over? Taking another look at the test, you grabbed it. “This wasn’t supposed to happen this way.” You walked out of the bathroom to the living room.

You sat on the couch and let go of the breath you were holding. “Why’re you so freaked out?” Ash asked, taking a seat next to you.

“Ash, you’re 14. I really don’t think any of this is your business. You’re too young.” You said, placing the test face down on the table.

“(Name).” Ash said plainly, looking at you.

“Okay. Fair.” You nodded, before taking a deep breath. You’re really about to vent to your boyfriend’s 14 year old brother? Well, it wouldn't be the first time. Ash looked at you as a mother figure, seeing as his only real one was incapacitated.

“Fez doesn’t want kids. Not now at least.” You

“Well, ya should’ve been safer, huh?” He crossed his arms. “What’s the plan (Y/N)?” Ash asked you, leaning back into the couch.

“I don’t know. Haven’t thought that far ahead. A minute ago I found out I’m…” The words got caught in your throat as you leaned onto the couch as well. “You think MeeMaw’ll let me bring a kid to work?” You half joked.

“I’ve seen what she allows, it wouldn’t surprise me.” Ash said, a small smile finding itself on his rather stoic face.

Mrs. Judy, or MeeMaw as you and everyone called her, was a kinder old lady. Standing at a firm 4’10 inches, she’s seen a thing or two. She was always kind to you, making sure you had food to bring home to the boys. She knew your upbringing and the conditions that landed you to who you became.

“When’s Fez supposed to come home anyways?” You asked Ash. “Not sure. He’s sellin’ at some kid’s party tonight. What’s her name, Kat, I think?” He shrugged. “He probably won’t be home until midnight then,” you sighed, rubbing your face, “gives me at least 2 hours to think about what I’m gonna do.”

“I got somethin’ you can do then.”

“Waffles?” You half-laughed, looking at Ash through your fingers. “I think we need to buy eggs and milk for it actually.”

“Damn.” He placed his arms next to his sides. “We can watch a movie?” You suggested. “I got Maddy’s Netflix.” You shrugged.

“Better than waitin’ around for nothin’.” Ash grabbed the remote and handed it to you.

Turning on a movie on Netflix, some random movie by Adam Sandler, who’s movies were yours and Ash’s favorite way to pass time.

He quickly tuned into it, but your eyes glued onto the white slender test. Millions of thoughts ran through your mind.

Was Fez gonna be mad?

Was he gonna leave? Or more so, make you leave?

Was he gonna tell you it’s ok?

Was he gonna marry you? God, what a thought. Marriage wasn’t a bad thing, by no means. When it works.

By 12, your mother had been married 6 times, and two of them were remarriages to your father. Screaming, crashing and crying was no stranger to you.

You remember the argument your parents had that led them to that final divorce and you into Fez’s home.

“(Mother Name)! What’s this shit? You’re pregnant? Again?!”

“I was gonna tell you! You went snooping through the trash? Are you fucking insane?!” CRASH, you heard as the test that was thrown at the picture frame that had a picture of you holding your half-brother. You sniffed the tears back as you packed your bag faster.

“You should’ve wrapped it if you didn’t want this shit!” She screamed at him. “Fuck that! You’re just as much to blame! Is it even mine, whore?!”

“Oh fuck you, you bastard!”

“No thank you! That’s how we landed here! Just go! Go and fucking take your goddamn mistakes with you!”

Mistake? That’s all your father thought of you?

“You act like I wanted to get pregnant again, or any time beforehand! I didn’t want these fucking kids anymore than you or Jerald and Will did! Besides, (Name) is the only one here!”

Nevermind, there was your mother being the way she was. You looked at the broken glass on the floor as you stood in the doorframe.

“I’m not going with her.” You stated, in your broken little voice. “You’re not fucking staying with me.”

“I wasn’t fucking planning on it.” You walked past your father. “The fuck are you going?” Your mother asked.

“Why do you care?” You grabbed the doorknob, the rest of your body turning to look at your parents. “I’m a mistake to both of you, so why is it such a big fucking deal if I just grant you both your wish of getting out of your hair?” You asked them, tears free-flowing down your cheeks.

“Why the hell did you have kids if you hate them?” You asked them. “Why do I have to be an adult when I’m 13?”

Your parents stared at you, expression unrecognizable. “Well, just so you know, I hate you guys. So don’t worry, the feelings aren’t one sided.” You opened the door and walked out, closing it behind you.

You used your finger to wipe the tear that began to slip down your cheek. You haven’t seen your parents since that day, hell, you don’t even know if they’re alive or dead. You sent a graduation invitation to the house your mother lived at, but received the initiation back with RETURN TO SENDER in red letters over your face.

You looked over at Ash, who was fast asleep with his head on your lap. You smiled a little at him, and your gaze returned to the test.

Your phone began ringing from the bathroom and you gently placed Ash’s head on the couch. He curled up in a ball as he got re-comfortable. You walked to the bathroom and grabbed your phone.

Answering the call, you placed the phone to your ear. “Hey ma.” Fez’s voice sounded like honey over the phone. “Hey baby.” You said, holding the phone to your ear with your shoulder as you threw the box in the trash. “Ash ‘sleep?” He asked.

“Mhm.” You answered, walking back to the living room to grab the test.

“You good?” He asked into the phone as you heard his blinker. “Yea… no. I just… we gotta talk when you get home.” You answered, walking to the front door. “I’ll just meet you at the car so we can talk without waking up Ash.” You told him, hanging the phone up.

You walked to the front of the house and leaned against the gate. You put the test in your bra as you waited.

Your breath got caught in your throat as you watched the bright lights pull in front of you. Putting your head down you walked over to the passenger seat and got in.

“What’s wrong?” He looked at you, his hand moving to hold your face. His hand rested on your cheek as he made you look at him. “Whatever it is, ma, it’s gonna be aight.” He said, thumb stroking the soft flesh of your cheek.

Your lip quivered as you let go of the breath you were holding. “I’m pregnant, Fez.” You said straight out, taking the test out of your bra to hand to him, eyes drifting to the floor.

“Oh.” His hand leaves your cheek to grab the test, turning on an overhead light, he looks at it. “I’m sorry.” You sniffed, eyes welling with tears as you stared at your feet on the floorboard.

“Whatchu sorry for? This ain’t bad news. I thought you was finna tell me someone died.” He looked at you. “It ain’t like we knew it was gonna happen. Shit happens, ma. We’ll figure it out, somehow. Hell, grandma did.”

“You’re not mad?” You asked him. “I’m not thrilled. But that part ain’t important no more.” He took your face in his hands, test between his fingers. “You’re what’s important to me, ma. Without you, I don’t know where I’d be.” He kissed you softly. “We’re gonna have a baby. I’ve heard of worse news from you.” He said against your lips.

“I was scared you’d yell at me.” You confessed.

“Yell?” He pulled away from you. “Not about somethin’ like this.” He shook his head. “We got other shit to worry about rather than yellin’. Yellin’ ain’t gon’ get anything done other than stress my babies out.” He said simply.

“I got milk and eggs. Ash texted me.” He said.

“I guess I ain’t getting out of making them waffles, huh?”

“You figured you know better about that.” Fez half joked, grabbing the milk and eggs bag from the backseat.

“Now come on, I’m tired. It’s been a long night. We can talk more in the morning.” You patted his thigh and kissed his cheek.

He laughed a little and nodded his head. “Alright ma.”

#des’ writing #euphoria x reader #desi’s oneshot #desi’s writing #fezco x reader #euphoria fez #euphoria fezco x reader #euphoria imagine #fezco imagine

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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Hello darling! How you feeling today?

As always remember to hydrate and eat something nice! *awkwardly hands you a boiled egg*

Have you done MC telling bro she's pregnant? Not septuplets but one baby for one boy separately. If not, could you? 🥺

Love you!

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Hello sugar! I’m good, bit tired but I always am lol *takes the eggs and puts it in the fridge for later* and thanks for the snack! I actually haven’t done separate reactions yet sooo let’s do it!! CW: pregnant reader and the word ‘mom’ in Belphie’s

“I’m pregnant.”

Lucifer

Obviously the calmest one out of the bunch.

“I see. That’s…wonderful, darling.”

He still needs a minute, but he’s genuinely excited and pulls you in close hugging you and giving you a few a little kisses.

He sets up all your doctors appointments and make sure you never miss a single checkup. Even if you just want to stay home and sleep Lucifer is taking you.

Mammon

He passed out- I’m half kidding, but if he was standing up he falls on his ass. “Yer what?!”

He just stares at your belly for a few minutes thinking, “Ya mean we made a kid??” “Well, not a whole one yet…...” “But it’s in there??” “Yup!”

Mammon will turn into the ultimate househusband, constantly asking if you need anything and reminding you about doctors appointment. While setting up a nursery.

The first time he sees the baby in the ultrasound he cried-

Levi

He did pass out-

Wakes up and starts telling you about the weird dream he had and how you pranked him saying you’re pregnant, “Crazy right lolol” “Levi it wasn’t a dream.” “…………..” “Levi?!”

After he gets over the initial shock Levi’s excited, stressed out and worried!- but excited!

I saw this on YouTube- Levi will plan and make his kid nursery/room in Minecraft before starting the actual project, so he can make sure everything will work and looks good lol

Satan

“A baby?” “Yes.” “My baby?” “Yes.”

Stares at you like he can’t believe it at first. “My baby….love, I don’t know what to say.”

Immediately starts reading every book, ever written about parenthood and being a good father.

A bit lot overbearing, at first but just tell him to tone it down and he will.

Can’t stop smiling and showing everyone even Lucifer the first ultrasound!

Asmo

“Really?!” He’s hugging you so tight and giggling, “My sweetheart’s having my baby! What could be better?”

He’s so excited to set up the nursery and buy baby clothes. Soooo, so many baby clothes it doesn’t matter if you have a boy or a girl there are plenty of pink clothes so they can match!

Accompanies you on every, single, doctors visit from the very first one all the way to the last one.

And he has the first ultrasound framed and hanging on the wall in the nursery.

Beel

“We’re having a baby?” “Yes.” “I hope they have your eyes.”

Beel is another one who will pull you into a hug and he’s grinning ear to ear.

Beel’s honestly worried about the size of the baby and if it’s twins won’t that be harder on you?-

Just remind him that no matter what you have each other and he’ll relax.

Belphie

Pokes your stomach and says, “You better not steal my cuddles kid. Your mom was mine first.” you laugh a bit, “Belphie, it’s just cells right now. I don’t think it’s going to hear you…” “Fine. I’ll tell them when they’re born.” “Belphie!”

He’s actually really worried, but he’ll hide it.

Uses your pregnancy as an ‘excuse’ to constantly make you stop what you’re doing and lay down with him because you need more rest.

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pix3lplays · 4 months

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Hey! So I’m a little shy about this one since it is DARK but here’s the 1,000 followers yandere!Sunday special!

Shout-out to @fire-lizard-ro for bouncing ideas back and forth with me like an intense game of Writer’s pong.

Notes and cw PLEASE READ! Written before really anything is known about him. Based on leaks and my own interpretation of him! LOTS of DARK YANDERE CONTENT, physical punishments, emotional manipulation, pregnancy, suggestive, implied fem!reader, violence, also I just Made Up a lot of the Manipulation tactics stuff, child abuse

Couldn’t find Any good pics, this man is so RARE-so I drew one myself lol

-Honkai Star Rail yandere!Sunday hcs, 1,000 follower special-

You never suspected a thing.

He was so sweet, so gentle, he always smiled at you and spoke softly to you, and he invited you into his life so warmly…offering his hand…he liked you.

You were sweet and innocent. He liked that. He enjoyed that. He…desired that.

He’s quick to propose that you should start dating. He expresses that he’s really interested in getting to know you, and he could very easily see a beautiful future with you.

How you fell for his pretty words.

He takes you on all sorts of expensive, fun dates. He tells you stuff about himself, like how many children he’d like to have in his future, places he’d like to travel, things he wanted to see…and he asks you many questions so he can get to know you.

It genuinely feels like he actually cares about you as a person.

It doesn’t take long for the two of you to get married.

And of course your family approved! He really seemed like a gentleman. He had said many things your family liked, for example, about how excited he was to join his family to yours, and of course it helped that he was good with children…

And married life…starts out pretty good!

He is an attentive and loving husband, practically showering you with attention. He’ll give you literally anything you ask for. You lay in bed, his hand on your thigh and he asks you what it is you desire. Just tell him. He’ll have it brought to you on a silver platter.

Something you never noticed about him, though, is just how Manipulative this man is.

It starts out with small things. You didn’t realize it was him testing the waters, to see how much he’d have to work to manipulate you.

The first time it happened, you were sitting at the vanity, admiring a necklace around your neck, when he comes up behind you and kisses the base of your neck and-

“I think you would look So much better in this one~” he says, holding a necklace up to your neck.

“Oh, Sunday…this was my mother’s.”

“Yes, yes and it’s lovely, but~”he rubs his cheek against the back of your neck. You hear him purring a bit.“Trust me. This one will compliment you so much better.”

“Well…”

His hands wrap around your waist. He’s looking at you through the mirror, and you can tell by his expression that he’s being Serious.

“Please~I know you don’t want us to fight…”

Well of course you didn’t want to fight with your husband.

“Alright…” you surrender, and he hums and unclips the necklace you’re wearing and sets it onto the vanity gently, showing he did care that it was your mother’s, and then he clips the new one around your neck.

And as you’re now looking at yourself in the mirror, with your darling husband practically wrapped around you, you had to admit.

Maybe the necklace he picked out looked better.

He did this a lot. Particular about even your pajamas at night.

Before you knew it, you were only wearing outfits that Sunday picked out for you.

Next was your friend and family circle. Slowly, carefully, he convinced you to believe that each friend or family member you had was not good for you. Soon there was only Sunday.

Finally it was time to desensitize you to his business habits.

He figured the best way was to just…show you that he was still your Sunday, even when he was “coercing” or “punishing” people to get his way.

When you learned about the true nature of your husband’s business…it was all orchestrated by Sunday.

You were asleep in bed. It was early in the morning. You heard shouting and screaming, and your husband’s voice-

You get out of bed, wrap yourself in a robe, and tiptoe out of the bedroom, peering over the top of the stairs to see what all the commotion was about.

Only to see your husband, driving a knife into the shoulder of a man. Your husband digs his nails into this man’s cheek with his other hand, gripping his face tightly before throwing him to the ground and looking at the guards, and in that same, sweet, gentle voice you were so used to: “Take him away…”

He is dragged away, knife still in his shoulder, and Sunday is peeling off his bloody gloves when he notices you watching from the top of the stairs.

You’re looking at him wide-eyed. Horrified.

He smiles at you, his amber eyes softening. “My dear, I didn’t mean to wake you…please, everything is okay, and I’ll come up to bed in a moment,” but you’re barely hearing him, you’re staring at the bloody trail left behind from when they dragged that man away.

He can’t help but chuckle a bit at you, before jogging up the stairs and guiding you to bed himself. Here was another manipulation tactic. Associating something with Good. With Rewards. Seeing him at ‘work’ would result in him pampering you all night for not having a mental breakdown or freakout or anything of the sort. Calmness was rewarded in Sunday’s household.

“What’s going on, Sunday?” you ask numbly, gripping his sleeve softly.

“Nothing for you to concern yourself with…just a little business. I’m sure you understand, don’t you? Please try to remain calm…” and the sweet way he traced your lips with his thumb almost melted all your worries away.

Almost. You still weren’t ready for him to just shower you with love and make you forget what you saw. You had questions. He answered patiently. And then he rewarded you for being such a good little spouse to him…

Soon it began to work on you. Soon you were asking less and less questions, and soon you would see him come home covered in blood and you knew a delightful evening awaited you in the bedroom if you stayed good and remained calm.

Soon you just accepted it. Soon you watched it for yourself, more focused on what you were going to get out of Sunday that night than the life being ruined right in front of you.

And now it was time for the next part of the plan, before he could take complete control over you…

Now, Sunday would NEVER force himself on you. That would be cruel, barbaric…no. He’d convince you himself that having his baby would be the best thing that ever happened to you.

It’s even easier than he thought, you’ve become so desensitized to his demands that he almost wonders if he’s broken you already.

“I think I’d love to have a child with you, y/n. And not just one…maybe two. Or three or four…” he says to you one night while you’re curled up against his chest.

“Mm…” you reply numbly.

“Does this please you?” he asks, a little taken aback by your reply. “Do you want to bear my children?”

“I would, yeah…” you say, curling up a little closer to him. “Four…that’s a good number,” you agree, and oh this man is smiling, his little darling was being so Obedient and Good for him. He had done even better than he thought at training you.

Soon you’re pregnant, and at first things don’t seem so bad.

He’s a very doting papa, taking good care of you, making sure you’re eating properly and protecting yourself and the baby, and before you know it nine months have passed and you have a beautiful baby boy with your dear husband.

He’s a great papa, attentive and empathetic…his very presence was enough to make the baby stop crying.

Shortly afterwards you have another little boy, and then another…and finally, your last baby…a little girl…the only one of the batch that resembles you.

That was okay.

You thought Sunday had the better physical traits anyways.

Sunday takes great care of his children. He reads them stories at night. He invites them into his bed when they have nightmares, he’s already prepared a curriculum for them, so that they’ll grow up well-educated, with any path they want to tread laid out before them already.

They LOVE their papa.

But then, once they reach a certain age, it’s time for the desensitization process to begin anew, this time with your own children.

He’ll start with the eldest, of course, and work his way down, introducing them each to the ‘family business’, showing them how it works, maybe even encouraging them to try it themselves, all with that sweet, innocent look on his face, and that gentle voice.

The only one who never really gets it is your daughter. She just can’t. No matter what Sunday tries. But he figures three out of four isn’t bad-he’ll cut his losses, after all, three out of four was better than what he was expecting-

It was fine when you were learning to understand. But seeing your children come home, drenched in blood like their papa, cold distant looks in their eyes…something stirs within you. Call it a parental instinct.

And for the first time in your life, you stand up to Sunday.

Oh~?

He smiles so sweetly at you, tilts his head as you yell at him. It was almost amusing, almost cute to see you Try so hard. Too bad he’d finally have to punish you.

Outbursts will Not be tolerated.

In an instant he strikes you across the face. Right in front of the children.

They flinch maybe, but the boys know what this is. It’s just another punishment. Only this time it’s Mother’s turn.

The next second he’s grabbed you roughly by the hair, with his soft, gentle hands, and shoves you to the floor.

In an instant, a well-maintained shoe is pushing down on your leg.

You yelp in pain, and it sends your daughter running and crying to you, and the little girl desperately tries to push Sunday’s leg off of you.

He sighs with disappointment, looking down at his pathetic daughter trying to protect you.

He had intended to break your legs as punishment for your little outburst.

But now he’d have to break two pairs of legs.

Oh, the way he carried the two of you to bed, shushing your screaming and crying so sweetly…

The pain…it is something unbearable. He doesn’t take it easy on either of you for a while.

Maybe eventually he’ll get his daughter some medical care, so she can go back to school-but you~?

You have no real obligations. No family or friends that will wonder what happened to you…Sunday had made sure of that…so he just keeps you locked in the bedroom, but it’s not like you’re going anywhere with broken legs.

So now you’ve seen him for the man he Really is. Abusive, manipulative, evil-

You need to get out of here.

He takes care of you, eventually, delicately wrapping your legs up himself, smiling each time you flinch with pain-

Of course they’re not going to really heal back proper but…that was kind of the idea, you figured.

He acts so sweet around you, so gentle when he talks to you, but he always manages to get around apologizing for the torture he’s inflicting on you.

You look at him coldly now. Try to avoid letting him touch you, even though there’s only so far you could get away from him with broken legs.

He always snuggles into bed with you, pulling you up against his chest, kissing your hair and cooing and purring his sweet nothings into your ear.

You wouldn’t stand for this anymore.

This…this TORTURE, this MANIPULATION, it was all TOO MUCH.

So as soon as you were able to actually get out of bed again, you tried to escape with your children.

Worst mistake of your life.

And the worst part is he didn’t just take it out on you.

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honeysuckleharringtons · 5 months

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Part Three: "Spilled Milk" ~ S. Harrington

Summary: (Then) Morning sickness has finally caught up to Reader, and unfortunately it has her spilling her guts in more than one way. — (Now) When Steve brings his roommate along with him to the coffee shop, the situation soon goes south when his friend starts to spill Steve's not-so-secret crush to a certain barista.

Pairing: Nurse!Steve Harrington x Fem!Byers!Reader

Word Count: 2,561

Content Warning: teen pregnancy, vomit/morning sickness talk, mentions of food, very mild swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

Extra Notes: this chapter took so freaking long to write because work is taking it out of me lol but i hope you guys enjoy!!

Originally Written: 11/05/2023 through 11/27/2023

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'brew and me' series masterlist can be found here!

[ Then, July of 1987 ]

One week. Seven days. One hundred and sixty-eight hours. Over ten thousand minutes. That was the amount of time that had passed since that little white stick had turned blue and changed your life forever.

One might've thought you would've been used to the information by that point, that excitement or anticipation or any kind of emotion at all would've at least crossed your mind once or twice. Instead, you still felt numb, guilt and self-loathing dripping through your veins as naturally as your own blood.

To make matters worse, morning sickness had finally caught up to you. When you weren't throwing up from shame and fear, you were retching due to the human life inside you that clearly wasn't happy with its environment. You were living on a steady diet of toast and Joyce's ginger tea, and you were quite positive your brothers had started to catch on.

The older of your brothers, Jonathan, had been home for summer break from college for barely two weeks when you found out about your current condition. The two of you had been inseparable since the day you were born, having been raised more like twins than individuals who were born a year apart. And since the day you started to speak in full sentences, the two of you told each other everything. But the idea of him finding out about this? To say it terrified you more than actually having the baby was an understatement.

On the opposite hand, you had your younger brother, Will. The baby of the family—for the time being, anyway. The innocent one, the one who you trusted with anything because he didn't really have anyone to tell his secrets to. You craved so desperately to confide in someone, and he happened to be the person you always went to. But telling him this would be like taking the last of his innocence, like forcing him to cross the line between childhood and adulthood with you.

That thought was nearly too much to bear, and because of it, you found yourself doubled over the toilet, nausea and guilt and anguish rushing through you from head to toe. You retched and gagged as vomit exited you once again, tears pricking at your eyes from the pain.

Joyce truly had tried her best to help you as much as possible, bringing you anything you needed and helping you back into bed. But being a single mom also meant taking care of her kids in other ways, and this particular day, it meant leaving you at home with the two people you dreaded speaking to the most at that moment.

A soft knock rapped against the door, and you knew just from the fact that he'd actually used his manners that it was Jonathan. "Are you okay? You looked pretty sick when you ran in here."

A small smile tugged at your lips at his concern, the first time you'd felt any positive feelings since you found out your news. "It's open, Jon," you called, pushing yourself up from where you lay flat on the tiles.

He pushed the door open slightly, just enough to enter the room before cracking it behind himself. Worry knitted in his thick eyebrows as he moved to sit criss-cross on the floor across from you. "This must be one hell of a stomach bug."

A sarcastic chuckle made its way out of your lips weakly. "Pretty bad," you said, unsure if you had the strength to muster any more words together. You pulled your knees to your chest, hugging your legs like your life depended on it. Your eyes went anywhere but toward his, knowing with just one look, Jonathan could convince you to spill even your darkest secret. Which, in all fairness, this might've been it.

"Hey," he started, a gentle hand coming up to meet your knee, "I know when something's wrong with you."

"Jon, it's-"

You didn't have to look up to know he was giving you that serious and stern look, the one that always reminded you that he was nothing short of your big brother. "Don't give me the stomach bug thing again. Maybe you can fool Mom with that crap and maybe even Will, but you're not fooling me. I'm your older brother, but more than that, we're best friends. I know when something is truly wrong with you, but I can't help you if you don't tell me what it is."

Instead of forming words, you simply shuffled across the floor and over to him, Jonathan instinctively opening his arms up to pull you into his side. Just as you expected, even the simplest of touches had you on the brink of tears as you leaned into his embrace. His crisp and clean scent filled you with a sense of familiarity. A feeling that was so comforting, so needed, and just so Jonathan.

Pregnancy must've taken away your knowledge of how time worked because once again, being in a familiar embrace had made you lose track of time. You really weren't sure if you'd been on the floor with him for five minutes or five hours before a certain someone alerted you of his presence from the doorway.

"Uh," Will started, clearly confused by the scene in front of him. "Why are you two hugging on the bathroom floor?"

Identical snickers tumbled out of both you and Jonathan, yours being slightly muffled by tears. You pushed yourself up before motioning the younger boy over with a wave of your hand. "Come here, Will," you said, the beginnings of a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.

Despite the way he was looking at the two of you like you'd both grown an extra head, Will followed your request. He sat down criss-cross on the side closest to the door, and you were sure it was because he was secretly plotting an escape from his two crazy older siblings.

You tossed an arm around both their sets of shoulders, looking between the two of them with teary eyes. "Before I tell you guys the biggest secret you've ever heard, you have to promise me two things: one, it will not leave this house; and two, you'll still love me afterward."

Jonathan rubbed at your hair playfully. "Kinda hard to promise that second one when I never loved you to begin with, stinker." The statement earned him a teasing shove from you and a false expression of shock from Will.

Looking between the two of them, you felt your heart swell with luckiness. No person had ever been blessed with two better siblings than your own, you were sure of it. The older, a living, breathing personification of comfort, and the younger, a steady thing to hold onto when life felt wobbly. You wished it could stay that way forever, the three of you in your own private and protected bubble.

Unfortunately, the moment had to come to an end and your bubble had to burst. When you remembered the statement you were about to make, it felt to you almost as though the moment had been a passing second rather than the first eighteen years of your life.

That familiar numbness began to return, flooding to your fingers and toes first, and then starting to creep up your spine. You managed a shaky breath, avoiding both their gazes as you exhaled. "I want to preface this by saying that my boyfriend and I love each other very much, so you guys don't have to worry about him." The words came out choppy, anxiety clearly coating your throat.

You could almost hear Jonathan's eyebrows furrowing as he asked, "What's he got to do with…" His voice trailed, as if already figuring out exactly what you were about to say.

Another shaky breath escaped your lips as you lifted your head. You still avoided eye contact, this time fearful they'd see the panic-induced tears welling beneath your eyes. "I…" you started, knowing that once you said the words, there'd be no going back, "I'm pregnant."

Jonathan took the news exactly how you'd expected: leaning back against the counter, running a hand through his messy brown hair, and his complexion going from its normal pale shade to stark white. Will took the information much better than your older brother: not saying anything but pulling you in for a soft hug.

While the two of them processed the statement you'd made, a new feeling washed over you, like you were finally beginning to process the news yourself. Your nerves began to settle, and the nervous tingling in your fingertips was being overtaken by… relief? Excitement? Contentment?

[ Now, November of 1991 ]

Whatever the word was, you liked it much more than the horrible, guilty, suppressing thoughts that had been weighing you down for the past week. You'd be okay, no matter what happened. Because you had the best support system, one that made your heart swell with luckiness.

The bell chimed as the door swung open, pulling your attention away from the book you'd been reading in between taking customers. Normally, your attention would be on cleaning the equipment between orders or making sure tables were cleared off, but finals were only a couple weeks away, and that had stolen your attention this particular day.

"Hi, welcome to Brew and Me." The statement came out in its normal cheery tone, one that quickly gave way to an opposing expression as your eyes met familiar, wire-framed ones.

Steve stepped up to the counter as an unfamiliar curly-haired man followed behind him, digging in every single pocket of his leather jacket to find his wallet. In juxtaposition to Steve's neutral scrubs, the man wore a bright flannel beneath his jacket, and instead of having glasses perched on his nose, he sported sunglasses atop his head that were nearly hidden by his mop of dark curls.

You quickly turned your attention back to Steve, intrigued by whatever his order might be this time. "What's your guess this time, Lennon?" you asked, the words dripping sarcasm as your arms folded tightly in front of your chest.

Not taking the bait, Steve quickly changed the conversation. "Whatcha reading?" he asked, the words melting together in a way that made your stomach melt just the same.

Still, you wouldn't take the bait either, not backing down from your usual banter. "Mouth Hygiene by Alfred Fones."

"Sexy," he chuckled, earning a small snicker from the man behind him. Steve pushed his glasses up his nose, a cocky smirk appearing on his lips before he spoke again. "To answer your question though, I was wondering if I could just get today's special?"

"Something about me says, 'iced cold brew with cinnamon cold foam'? Good to know."

Steve leaned forward on the counter, and you had to resist the urge to watch his scrubs tighten around his muscled arms. "Well, it's like your personality. A little sweet at first, but then bold and bitter."

You started to reply but got cut off by another snicker from the leather-clad man standing behind your handsome nurse. "So this is the barista you're always talking about."

Before Steve could quip out a response, you met the two men with raised brows. Curiosity bubbled inside you. "Oh? Is that so?"

"Eddie, I swear to God, if it wouldn't get me kicked out of med school, I'd murder you," Steve grumbled.

The curly-haired man just smirked, a small huff of amusement leaving his lips. "You wouldn't dare. You love Chrissy and Wayne too much to ever hurt them like that."

"I could overlook it this one time, trust me," he quipped to Eddie. To you, he simply asked, "So, how's about that daily special?"

You quickly scribbled down his order before taking his money in contemplative silence. You knew Steve had a crush on you—that much was obvious, between his flirtatious remarks and endless efforts to get your phone number, not to mention his very generous tips—but the idea of him telling his friends all about you had butterflies shooting off in your belly like fireworks.

Steve soon headed in the direction of his favorite table, leaving Eddie to step up to the counter. His eyes narrowed in on the menu hanging above you, his tongue clicking as he contemplated his decision. Eventually, he landed on a white chocolate mocha, and your stomach growled at the thought.

"By the way," he said, sliding his money toward you, "he really does talk about you all the time, even if he's too shy to admit it."

Your cheeks flushed as you looked away, conveniently focusing on the cash register than on him. "Really?"

"Oh, yeah," he smiled. "Steve could go on and on for hours about your beautiful hair or gorgeous smile or whatever part of you he's thinking about that day. Just the other day, he wouldn't stop talking about your eyes. Not to mention, he's constantly raving about how no one could ever make drinks the way you do, hence why I'm here today."

Forget fireworks. With every word that passed through Eddie's lips, explosions of butterflies danced and spun around in your belly, tingles shooting up your spine.

After a few seconds, you finally gained enough composure to speak again. "Well, the feeling is definitely mutual," you admitted, your cheeks hot enough to steam milk.

"Good," Eddie said, the word quiet and simple and straight to the point. "He's a good guy. He's… a terrible roommate," a small laugh followed the remark, "but he really is a good guy."

The tingles on your spine somehow increased tenfold as you listened to Eddie's statements. You knew Steve was good, but hearing the people that knew him outside the coffee shop talk so highly of him made you swoon.

You didn't say anything in response, you were too busy trying to hide the blush burning across your entire face. You quickly got to work on their drinks, looking for any reason to avoid eye contact with the men. While it probably wasn't possible, you'd convinced yourself that one micro expression gone wrong could reveal every thought racing through your mind, and decided it was best to avoid the two until you collected yourself and your thoughts.

Still, your heart couldn't help but flutter at Eddie's words about the lovestruck nurse. Were it not for Mandy—and your trust issues—you might hop over the counter and give Steve your home phone number on the spot. After all, with every new day that passed and every new attempt at guessing your coffee order, you only found yourself falling for him that much more.

But you had a little girl at home, in need of protection. After all the sorry examples of men she'd had thus far in her mere three years on earth, it would take Steve a lot more than a couple of big tips and flirty banter for you to trust him.

So, you made quick work of changing the channel in your brain, no longer focusing on the one playing only lovesick lullabies and switching instead to one with barista ballads and zeroing your thoughts in on your work. If Steve really and truly wanted a shot with you, he'd have to work hard, no matter how sweet the things his friend had spilled about him were.

This is my formal apology stating that I am so sorry this was posted so late in the day! I had planned on queuing it for earlier in the day but didn't get home from work last night until super late. Anyway, I apologize and hope that next week's chapter will be posted on time!

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enhaheeseung · 2 years

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Popcorn pt.2

Pairing: heeseung X fem reader!

Warnings: leaving them out cause I don’t want to spoil anything. But it does include mature themes, so if you’re underage, dni!

Note: sorry I kept you all waiting so long for part 2. But here it is. This has actually been written for awhile, I’m only just now posting it.

TMI: I was actually eating popcorn while writing this, lol

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WC 10,000?

The next day you woke up and stretched, feeling an unfamiliar ache all over your lower body, and it clicked immediately. Everything from last night came flooding back to your memory.

You still couldn’t believe what you had done. Not cause you exactly regretted it, but for the fact that you let some random guy off the street take your virginity in a theater.

What’s wrong with me?

And you didn’t even catch his name. You could only imagine what a whore he must have thought you were.

Not to say all that mattered. It’s not like you’d see him again anyways,

but still.

You flailed in your sheets, cringing at yourself.

“Y/n, how could you be so foolish?” You talked to yourself in bed, replaying the events and trying to make sense of what happened. Before you knew it, it was already in the afternoon, but you couldn’t pull yourself out of bed.

This was definitely going to take some time to get over.

Heeseung had already gone about most of his day, and you were on his mind for a big part of it.

I wonder if she goes to the theater often? Maybe she lives nearby? Could I possibly get so lucky to see her again?

He thought.

Thank goodness no one could read his mind cause he knew he would sound like such a fool. Like seriously, what were the chances of seeing you again.

He couldn’t recall a time where he’s seen the same person more than once, except for school or stores, but that doesn’t really count.

He sighs, making his way home, not too focused on the road and only thinking about meeting you again, until he heard a loud horn beeping. He looked up immediately to see he was about to cross the street into oncoming traffic.

He stopped dead in his tracks clutching his beating heart. And breathing a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, no one was harmed in his act of carelessness, but he realized he should forget you and move on. Judging by the looks of it, it would only hurt him anyways.

It took you nearly two weeks to get over your little incident. Although, no matter how much time had passed, there was no way you could forget your first time.

Speaking of time, your period was oddly late. And that was unusual cause it was always the same every month.

And you being you, began to panic. What if? No. Did I let him cum inside of me?

I did?

I did.

Oh god. It can’t be. I’m too young to be a parent. I’m barely making it on my own as it is. And the absolute worst part is that I’m not even in contact with the father.

You didn’t notice when you started crying. “Okay, don’t worry, it’s gonna be okay. I might not even be pregnant. Maybe I’m just paranoid.” breathe, breathe.

Okay.

Well, that didn’t work.

There’s only one thing left to do. You grabbed your coat and ran to the nearest convenience store.

You found the section where they kept the pregnancy test and reached for one with your shaking hands. Just before you grabbed it, a voice startled you, causing the test to fall off the shelf.

You looked in the direction where the voice came from and…

fucking

way.

It was the guy from the theater, the man that took all your innocence.

“Hi” was all he said. He wanted to say so much more, but he didn’t know where to start, and he didn’t even know your name.

Umm, okay, why the fuck is he talking to me? He really could have pretended he didn’t see me and avoided this whole very awkward situation.

“Hey,” you replied quietly. He leaned down to pick up whatever it was that you had dropped, and his expression morphed. So many thoughts were running through his head.

Could it be mine? No, but she was a virgin when I met her, so is there already someone else?

“I see you’ve been busy” he tried to joke about it and ignore the racing of his heart.

You glared at him.

“I could say the same to you.”

He tilted his head in confusion.

“Huh?”

“It’s because of you why I’m even here.”

“So you mean.. you’re saying that I could have gotten you….” He trailed off.

“Yes, You idiot!” You started slapping his chest. Needless to say, it didn’t hurt him one bit.

He just chuckled and grabbed your wrist, holding you still. He looked down at you with a huge smile on his face.

“You’re so cute.”

“What!? Let go of me you fool. Do you even know what this means?”

“We’re gonna be parents!” he said, sounding a bit too excited for the current situation you were both in, but he couldn’t help it. He was just too happy that he found you again. The fact that you might be pregnant didn’t quite register in his brain yet.

“No genius, we’re too young for a baby. How are we going to pay for him or her? for christ's sake, we aren’t even a couple, and now the baby is gonna grow up with single parents,” you sighed.

If you weren’t so worried about possibly being pregnant, you would have noticed the way his face dropped into a frown and the soft tug as he let go of your wrist.

“What do you mean by single parents?”

“Do I have to spell everything out for you? It’s not like we’re dating, nor would I want to, and I don’t even know your name or anything about you.”

“You could have just asked instead of insulting me every two seconds. Hi, I’m heeseung” he extended his hand to shake yours.

You looked at his hand and ignored it.

“Good to know. I’m y/n, now let’s just get out of here” you paid for the test with the stares of many from all the commotion you stirred up, but you were too concerned about your future to care.

You walked home in silence. Your brain getting more exercise than your legs. As it was running a mile a minute.

He walked next to you with his head down, and his hands shoved into his pockets.

He had a lot of things to consider. If you were indeed pregnant, he’d have to drop out of school, get a job, and definitely change his laid back attitude and perspective about things.

Finally, you were inside your home. You led him to your bedroom and told him to wait outside.

“Are you sure?”

“Unless you want to come in.”

“Of course, I want to be there for you and our baby.”

“We don’t even know that for sure yet.”

“I have a feeling” he smiled, but he was actually so worried about it. He would be delighted if you were pregnant with his child, but, he was just so scared he wouldn’t be a good dad and wouldn’t be able to provide for his family, he didn’t have the best relationship with his parents, and he was afraid of repeating the same cycle.

“Ready?” Your question knocked him from his thoughts.

“As I’ll ever be” you grabbed his hand and gave it a small squeeze. You couldn’t even imagine how he must have been feeling.

You left to go take the test and came back soon, awaiting the results.

You both sat on your bed.

“I’m sorry. y/n, it’s all my fault,” he said, seeing how scared you looked.

“Hey, it’s not either of our faults, we both made a really stupid mistake, and now it’s just how we handle things moving forward.”

He didn’t like the fact that you saw it as a mistake. But he wasn’t going to get into all that right now.

The timer you set went off.

You both gave each other a look.

“Do you wanna look at the same time?”

He just nodded his head.

You flipped it around, and boom.

“Two lines, pregnant” just when he was going to cheer, he heard your loud sobs and instantly pulled you into a hug, trying to comfort you.

“It’s okay y/n. I’m going to do everything in my power to take care of you both, I promise.”

“Can I just be alone right now?”

He felt a pang in his chest, he wanted to see you again, but he could have never pictured this was how things would turn out. For some very stupid reason, he thought you would be just as excited to see him, but it was the total opposite.

“Okay,” he sighed and left the room quietly.

He waited and waited and waited some more. Hours had passed, and it was already dark outside.

He made his way to your bedroom door, knocking on it softly.

“Y/n, are you still in there? Could you open up?” He heard the lock click and backed away from the door a little.

“How are you doing?” He asks, hoping your mood is better than it was earlier.

“You should probably go. It’s late” you ignored his question.

“So? I don’t care. I just want to make sure you’re alright before I go.”

“Well, if you cared about me being alright, you would have never had sex with me in the first place.”

“Come on, don’t play that card on me. We both wanted it and didn’t think of the repercussions.”

He was right. But you didn’t want to hear that right now.

“Y/n, I’m going to be here for you, okay? Don’t worry about a thing. It’s not good for you or the baby if you’re stressed” he tried to rub your stomach, but you backed away from him.

“Fine, you can push me away now, but I’m going to have to be here at some point, we made the baby together, and we’re going to raise it together no matter our difference’s”

You watched him walk out the door, leaving you all alone.

That’s what you wanted, right?

Once he got home, he called his parents and already knew what the response was going to be, and it didn’t surprise him one bit. he knew he was in this all alone.

It didn’t take long before he dropped out of school and put in applications everywhere, even if it was miles away from where he lived.

He would do whatever he needed to make sure you were safe, and his baby was healthy.

You didn’t know what to do. He said he would take care of you, but for how long? Would he just get bored and leave? What could you do? There was no way you could work and carry the baby all alone.

You had no idea what kind of person he was, and it scared you to even get to know him better.

You rubbed your tummy and talked to the little human growing inside you.

“We’ll be fine, baby. Even if it’s just you and me,” you tried to reassure yourself.

Five months had gone by. Heeseung had been checking in on you every now and then, bringing you certain foods that you were craving, holding your hair when you would throw up, and helping you around your apartment. He would take break and come over to see you sometimes if he was having an extra bad day.

Today was one of those days. He called you in advance before coming over, as he always did. Most of the time, you didn’t want him coming over cause you didn’t want to get used to being with him, just for him to disappear after the baby was born.

He entered your room looking extremely tired. Well, he always looked tired, but today it was obvious.

He came and sat next to you on the bed with a half smile and dark circles under his eyes.

“So, how’s mommy doing today?” He traced his fingertips over your small bump.

“Feeling okay? You want anything in particular?”

You just shook your head as a no.

“I have a day off tomorrow, so we can go to the clinic and get an ultrasound to see the gender,” he spoke quietly.

“Okay,” this was how all the visits went, he would do all the talking, and you would reply with a few words.

“I’ll try to be over a little earlier than now” You nodded your head.

He pecked your forehead. Something he’s never done before, and you can’t say that you didn’t like it. It was actually quite nice. Lately, you could feel yourself falling for him day by day.

The big smile on his face when he could feel the baby kick, the soft touches he left on your belly as he hummed a tune to his baby.

And you grew particularly fond of seeing him coming over from work. You felt like you could get used to this. And seeing his face every day didn’t sound too bad at all. But you couldn’t get your hopes up, months were left till the due date, and it was his baby. After all, that’s probably the only reason he stayed.

To him, on the other hand, he wished you weren’t so passive about everything. All he wanted was a hello when he came over and maybe a how was your day?, but he got nothing.

Day by day, the stress was getting to him, and he had no one. The only thing that kept him going was the fact that he saw you every day, and he knew he was doing the right thing for his child.

He actually forgot he didn’t have a day off. Normally he did, but he picked up extra hours. His first job started at 4 in the morning and his second job at 1 till 9.

He’d just have to take an early leave, that’s all. He made time in between to see you on breaks, and during the hour he got between jobs, he’d sleep in the parking lot.

It wasn’t easy. But if it meant the two of his most beloved people in the world being happy, he’d do it all and so much more.

You had got ready to go to the clinic, and now you were just waiting for him.

You instantly started to worry, thinking he wouldn’t make it, but before you felt that bubble of anxiety build in your stomach, the front door flew open.

“Sorry, I’m late. The traffic was terrible today.”

“It’s fine. Are you ready to go?”

“More than ready. I’m so excited!” He kneeled down on the ground, talking to the baby inside your stomach. “Today is a big day. Today daddy gets to learn even more about you, I love you so much, and I haven’t even met you yet” he placed his hand over your stomach and kissed the back of it. He didn’t want to kiss your tummy in case it made you uncomfortable. At this point, he assumed it had been long enough to determine that you didn’t want anything to do with him.

He still tried, though.

He reached for your hand, praying you’d grab it, and he couldn’t hold his smile when your tiny fingers slid between his,

And just maybe, his assumption was a bit off.

“Let’s go” he opened the door for you and led you to the passenger seat to buckle you in, “is it too tight?” He asked, looking at you, but the proximity of his face was making it hard to think.

“F-fine, it’s fine” you cleared your throat once he made his way to the driver's side.

“We’re here” he parked in an empty space and helped you to the building.

You checked in at the desk and waited for your appointment. It wasn’t long before you were both led to an empty room.

You lay on the bed and waited for the results.

While the tech was scanning, she asked if heeseung was your husband, to which you immediately replied with a no.

Then she just had to keep prying and asked if he was your boyfriend, and this time heeseung spoke up before you got the chance.

“Yes, I’m her boyfriend” he knew she was hitting on him, so he used this as an opportunity to act like your boyfriend. He held your hand and stroked it with the back of his thumb. He hadn’t touched you often, or unless it was absolutely necessary, and it was killing him inside. He just wanted to be close with you.

“Well, you’re a very lucky girl,” she announced while looking at heeseung and winking at him. He didn’t even notice. He was too focused on you to pay attention to anything else.

You just rolled your eyes at her. If it had been any other setting, you probably wouldn’t have cared, but right now, she was getting on your very last nerve.

But who were you kidding? It could have been any setting, and it would have still made you jealous.

“Are we almost done?”

She didn’t pay any attention to you and just continued the exam.

Once you two were about to finish, heeseung already had an idea in mind.

“Could you do us a favor and put the pictures and results in an envelope? We would like to reveal it in a more private setting” he had already confirmed that it was okay with you. He wanted the reveal to be at your apartment, the same place you got the results of your pregnancy test.

“Of course”

And finally, your appointment was finished, but you were still fuming at that woman or thing rather. The audacity she has to flirt with the father of your child made you sick.

“Are you feeling okay?” He asked once you got inside the car. Noticing that you looked upset.

“I’m fine. I just can’t believe that”

“Believe what?”

“That disgusting witch trying to hit on you right in front of me, like have some kind of professionalism at least, how low do you have to be to flirt with a man in front of his baby and….” You trailed off, not knowing what he considered you.

“And the mother of his child,” he finished your statement for you.

“I guess people have nothing better to do these days” you folded your arms, still upset.

“She actually didn’t look half bad” he was trying to get a reaction out of you. If he was being honest, he didn’t even remember what she looked like.

“Are you serious right now?”

“What? It’s not like me and you are together. I’m a free man. I can look at whoever I want.”

“But I- just whatever” you felt a tiny ache in your heart,

“Are you jealous or something?”

“Why would I be? You said it yourself we’re not together,” you replied with an attitude.

“I’m kidding! I was focused on you the whole time” he put his hand on your knee, testing the waters. “And for your information, I wouldn’t mind one bit being together with you.”

You looked out the window to avoid his gaze, but he could see the slight smile forming on your face just before you turned your head away.

Finally, he felt like he was making some progress with you. And maybe if he played his cards right, you would be his sooner than later.

You made it home safely, and now it was the big moment to figure out the gender. Your heart was racing.

He took out the envelope, and before opening it, he led you to have a seat on your bed.

“Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” you responded.

“Okay,” he breathed out. And opened it.

“It’s a girl!” You squealed.

“Oh my god, we’re having a baby girl!” the amount of joy he felt in his heart was immeasurable. “Can I hug you?”

You’ve denied him so much. The least you could do was let him enjoy this moment.

You nodded your head and let him engulf you in the best hug you’ve ever felt. He was so warm, and his heartbeat was so comforting that you didn’t want to let him go.

He pulled back slightly to examine your face. He hoped you couldn’t hear the racing of his heart as he slowly inched his face closer to you, and just when his lips were about to touch yours the alarm on his watch had different plans, it read 12:30pm, and he had to leave soon so he wouldn’t be late for his other job.

He wanted to take it off his wrist and stomp on it till it broke, but he knew he had to go. He pulled away from you reluctantly and turned off the alarm.

“Damn, I’m sorry. I uhh I have to go now” he couldn’t believe he had the perfect opportunity, and it got away over a stupid fucking alarm, Heeseung, you stupid fucking idiot. He cursed himself out silently.

He turned around to leave, but you didn’t want him to. You felt that same ache in your heart.

“W-where are you going?”

he snapped his head in your direction, surprised that you were even asking.

“Oh, I have to go to work.”

“I thought you had a day off?”

“Well, I thought I did too, but now I’m off to the second one. I kinda forgot I picked up an extra day, but more work, more pay, right?” He tried to smile, but you could see just how forced it was.

“Oh, okay” you looked down and placed a hand on your belly.

“Why? Is there something I can get you before I leave?” You felt horrible after hearing what he just said. You had no idea he worked two jobs, no wonder he looked so tired, and every time he came over, he was fighting just to keep his eyes open.

And even though he was tired, he was still asking if you needed anything.

Your heart broke.

“No, I'm fine.”

“Okay, I’m off then, see you at, he looked down at his watch again, “around ten” he put his jacket and shoes on, right before he stepped out, you called him.

“Heeseung?”

“Yes?” He answered as you were saying his name, looking at you with a hopeful glint in his eyes.

You walked closer to him at the door.

“Have a good day at work” you gave him one final hug, and maybe deep down, hoping he would try to kiss you again.

“Thank you,” he sighed into your hair. And rubbed your bump. “Daddy will be back before you know it” he smiled at you one last time and closed the door.

You went back to bed feeling disappointed. Just before you sat down, the door swung open.

“Oh, did you forget something?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I did” he walked closer to you and closed any distance between you and him. There was no way he was going to leave without kissing you.

He kissed you with so much passion that it made you feel light headed. And if you could have stopped time then and there, you wouldn’t have thought twice about it.

You kissed him back with hopes that he could feel just an ounce of what he made you feel.

He put his hands on your waist and deepened the kiss. Your hands automatically found themselves in his hair, kissing him with a bit more force than before.

He groaned when you sucked on his lip. He backed you up to the foot of the bed and laid you down softly while hovering over you.

He attached his lips to your neck and gradually made his way higher, swiping his tongue over your ear and sucking on it lightly.

“Heeseung,” you moaned out, rubbing yourself against his thigh that was rested between your legs.

“Wait,” he propped himself up on his hands.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, a little worried that he didn’t want you after all.

“I’m so sorry” he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours, sighing onto your lips. “I have to go,” he told you regretfully.

You cupped his face in your hands.

“Hey, it’s okay. You’ll be coming back, right?”

“Of course, I’ll come back as soon as I can, I promise” he kissed your forehead and got off of your bed.

“I don’t want to go,” he whined while jumping up and down slightly, Holding your hand in his.

“The quicker you leave, the quicker you come back, right?”

“Right,” he smiled at you and kissed your lips one last time “bye, y/n”

“Bye, heeseung,” you waved and blew him a kiss. He caught it and walked out the door just moments later.

Your heart was racing, your body was on fire, and your mind was foggy, did you just? Did he just? Were we about to?

Oh my god.

You plopped down on your pillow.

He felt just as good as you remember, if not better, you wanted to punch yourself for not opening up to him sooner, not just for the prospect of having sex, but he was just so sweet and caring and lovable.

You wished you could get that time back, but you couldn’t. From now on, you were going to treat him the way he deserves to be.

He thought about you the whole time he was at work, he touched his lips and smiled to himself, thinking about how perfect you looked laying down on your back and those cute but yet so seductive moans you let out.

He quickly shook his head and focused. He couldn’t allow himself to have those kinds of thoughts in a work environment.

But it was harder than he expected. The image of you was stained in his memory.

He couldn’t believe you were finally reciprocating his feelings.

His day seemed to go by quicker than usual, and before he knew it, he was already back on his way to see his girls.

“Hey, I got back as fast as I could” he quickly covered his mouth when he saw you fast asleep, with your hand resting on your exposed tummy, he pulled out his phone and snapped a few pictures, actually more than just a few, but that would be his little secret.

He walked closer and pecked your forehead, stroking your cheek with his thumb to wake you up.

You stirred in your sleep, and your eyes fluttered open.

“Hi,” he removed his hand from your face.

“You’re already here?”

“Already? It’s been nearly ten hours.”

Your eyes widen in shock.

“I must have overslept. I'm sorry.”

“It’s fine. I’m sure you needed it, and the baby too. I bought you dinner. I didn’t know what you liked, so I just guessed.”

You looked in the bag after he handed it to you, “It’s my favorite!“ you said in excitement.

“Really? I guess I did good then” he was all smiles watching you enjoy your food.

“You always do good, and speaking of good, how was your day at work?”

He still couldn’t believe you were actually starting a conversation with him.

“It was great!” He contemplated his next words cause he didn’t exactly know where he stood, but screw it. “It was the best day I’ve ever had, thanks to you.”

You nearly choked on your food.

“M-me? How?”

“Just you in general, you make me so happy” surely, the words left his mouth so casually from lack of sleep, but he meant each and every last one of them.

To say that you were squealing inside like a school girl would be an absolute understatement.

“D-did you eat yet?” You tried to avoid having this conversation.

“I ate at work, but I guess I’m still a little hungry.”

“Here, you can have some of mine.”

“No, no, no, that’s for you and the baby. Besides, I think I’m craving for something sweet” he licked his lips while looking at you.

“Well, I don’t know what to tell you cause the fridge and pantry are empty” he inched closer to you on the bed.

“Well, It’s not exactly something that gets stored,” he leaned in close to your ear, “as a matter of fact, it’s something that’s often served in bed or, in our case, maybe even a theater,” he licked the shell of your ear.

You gulped.

“O-oh, so you mean, you want breakfast in bed?”

“Come on, sweetheart. I know you’re not that dense.”

The nickname made your heart do a flip.

“And what if I am?” You tried to remain calm.

“Then, it will be my pleasure to show you exactly what I mean” he grabbed your now empty plate and set it aside, making sure there would be no interruptions.

“Just lay back, and I’ll do all the work” he motioned for you to raise your hips, and you gladly obeyed. He pulled down your shorts and underwear. Noticing the huge wet patch on the crotch area. “See? I knew you weren’t that oblivious”

“Or it just doesn’t take that much for you to make me wet.”

“Is that so?” he wasted no time kneading on the flesh of your thighs and kissing them everywhere he could touch with his lips.

He just started, but there was only so much longer he could wait to taste you, and your smell mixed with his slow movements was making him grow impatient. He spread your legs open and looked at you on full display, not believing that you were all his.

He all but pushed his face against your heat, flicking his tongue on your clit a few times before licking long stripes in between your folds. The moans that left your lips made him even harder than he already was if that was possible at this point. He was so hard that it almost hurt.

“Tastes so good, sweetheart” he stuck his tongue in your hole, licking the most sensitive spot on your opening. Your back arched off the bed, and you gripped the sheets.

His nose brushed along your clit softly, adding a tingling sensation in the pit of your stomach.

He retracted his tongue from your hole and rubbed his face all over your pussy. completely covering his face in your wetness.

“Fuck, heeseung, god, that feels so good” it’s a wonder how you hadn’t already cum all over his face.

“Mmm, You like that?”

“So so much, so good” you bucked your hips into his face, almost riding it at this point.

He didn’t even try to hold you still. he found it so hot, how you used his face for your own pleasure.

Just when you were about to cum he stopped.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked you.

“Couldn’t be more sure.”

He unbuttoned his dress shirt and exposed his bare chest. You noticed how his muscles flexed with just the smallest of movements.

His hands traveled down to his belt, quickly undoing it, and last but not least, he pulled his slacks off along with his underwear.

You had seen him before only in the dimly lit theater, but up close and with the light coming from your bedside lamp, he looked absolutely perfect. It was a sight you’d have to see to believe, and lucky for you, no one else would.

He sat on his knees at the foot of the bed with his hard, leaking cock in desperate need of attention, but he made sure to take his time with you and kiss every inch of your skin, from your feet to your visible stretch marks on your stomach and lastly his favorite. Your beautiful lips.

“Heeseung,” you moaned into his mouth, kissing and exchanging each other’s saliva.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He pulled your shirt over your head and kissed all over your chest, making sure not a single millimeter of your body was left untouched by him.

“I want you now.”

“Is that right? Cause I was thinking the same thing” he pushed your knees up a little and held his aching cock at your entrance.

“Are you sure I’m what you want? Do you want me to be here for you? To be a father to our baby?”

“Yes, you’re the only one I want. I couldn’t ask for anyone better,” and maybe if you weren’t too caught up in the pleasure he was giving you, you might have noticed just that small hint of doubt in the back of your mind.

“Me neither” he pushed his tip in nice and slow, breathing heavily from the tightness of your pussy.

He leveled his head with yours, whispering words of encouragement and affection in your ear.

You felt tears prick in your eyes from the stretch and sensitivity.

“Heeseung, I-I don’t think I can take it,” you huffed out a breath, feeling him halt all his movements.

“Yes, you can, baby, you’ve done it before,” he inched back and forth as slowly as possible. Letting you get used to his size. “Just breathe, remember?” You started to relax a little bit. He eased in a bit further and further till he was all the way in.

“See? I told you, sweetheart,” he licked up and down your jawline while holding your neck firmly in his hand. “You’re so warm and tight. It feels so fucking good.” He groaned in your ear, pulling his dick out halfway, then pushing it back in, thrusting his hips into you again and again.

“Heeseung, fuck, your cock feels good.”

“Mhm, he moaned softly in your ear. He was a sucker for praise and even more so in the bedroom. “You like that? I know you do.”

He looked down to where he was thrusting in and out of you.

“Look at you. Your pussy is just swallowing my cock”

“You’re so big. And s-so deep, your cock is so amazing” he was hitting all the right spots that made you tick.

“If you keep talking to me like that, I won’t be able to hold it much longer.”

You tangled your hands in his hair.

“Then, don’t, don’t hold back, fill me up again with your cum”

“Shit, is that what you want? Want me to give you another baby? I can give you all of my babies, sweetheart,” he smirked, feeling how you tightened around him after the mention of having another baby.

“Fuck yes, heeseung give me all of your kids” you clawed at his back, sure to leave marks behind in the morning.

He caressed your swollen bud to bring you to your climax even quicker.

“Harder, heeseung, please fuck me harder.”

“Oh god,” he felt himself twitch, and a few hard deep thrusts later, you were clenching on his cock nonstop. The sensitivity was overwhelming as you reached your high.

Not even a second later and he was filling you to the brim with his seed, spurt after spurt coated your pulsating walls as he stilled inside you.

He captured your lips in a messy heated kiss. It wasn’t his intention, but the pleasure he felt was just too intense, and he was in such a vulnerable state. He’s never felt this close to anyone ever. His next words came out almost unknowingly.

“I love you y/n” he tiredly thrusts his hips into you, making sure to fill you up with everything he had to give. “I love you so much” he kissed your temple as you held him even tighter, wanting him to be closer than he already was.

You were shocked when you heard the words fall from his lips. It scared you to death to say it back.

The room fell silent. Only the sounds of his breath returning back to normal could be heard.

He was waiting, waiting for you to say it back.

But you never did, and his heart broke into a million little pieces.

He pecked your lips one last time before pulling out of you hesitantly. He put his underwear on and searched for the rest of his clothes. You sat there silently watching him.

He swallowed the lump in his throat and buttoned his shirt back as slow as possible, one button at a time.

He locked the buckle to his belt, dragging out every last move he made, hoping you would say it back.

“Where are you going?” Your voice cracked as you tried to speak.

“Home,” he answered plainly, trying to stop his voice from quivering but failed.

“It’s really late. Why don’t you spend the night and go back in the morning?”

“I don’t have any clothes here, and I’d have to leave early to go home and then to work, so it’s best I leave now” he walked over to you on the bed and stroked your stomach like he always did before he left. “daddy will be back before you know it little one,” he said those same words every time he left, for him he was making a promise to you and the baby, that he would always come back. But this time, it was just a bit harder for him to feel like keeping that promise.

“Heeseung, please stay” you grabbed his hand.”

“Why should I?”

Even though you were scared, you couldn’t think of anyone else you’d rather try with. He was the father of your child, and he did everything he said he would. If you had to let your guard down for anyone, he was definitely that person.

“Because I love you too” he made eye contact with you for the first time since he got out of your bed.

“Are you sure? Cause it just doesn’t seem that way.”

“I’m sure. I’m just scared. I keep having these thoughts of you leaving us for someone else or just disappearing with the baby is born. I just didn’t want to get my hopes up, but it was impossible not to fall in love with you. When you took care of me and our baby, it broke my heart to see how much you’ve gone through for us, and I’m sorry for shutting you out for so long. I’m ashamed of the way I treated you, But now I just want to give you the love you deserve.”

He grabbed your hand and cupped your cheek, making you look up at him.

“Look at me. I’m not going anywhere. I promise you two girls are my world. There’s nothing I’d trade you for. I would never leave you. And don’t be ashamed I’d be scared if I were you too. Heck, you have no idea how worried I was in the beginning. My parents don’t support me. I had to drop out of school and get a job, but I made it work cause I wanted us to work. I didn’t tell you any of this cause I didn’t want to stress you out even more than you already were, I felt terrible that I couldn’t be there for you, but I made a promise to myself that I’d do any and everything in my power to keep you both safe and healthy. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. There’s no need to worry cause you’ll always have me.”

He wiped the tears that had run down your cheek.

“Heeseung, thank you for everything. I don’t know where I’d be without you. And I love you so much.”

You pulled him into a hug.

“I love you so much too.”

“So, are you staying?” You dried up the stray tears on his cheek.

“Well, I don’t know. You made me get all dressed up again.”

You slapped his chest.

“Okay, maybe I could spend the night” he smiled at you pecking your lips sweetly. “But I really don’t have any spare clothes, and these are all sweaty from work,” he scrunched up his nose.

“Who said you needed any clothes?”

“Okay, I guess I’ll just sleep in my underwear then” he got up and undressed himself again.

“Who said anything about sleep?”

“O-oh, oh,” and for the first time, you saw him blush when he realized what you meant.

“Don’t get all shy on me now. A couple of minutes ago, you were promising me more babies, and now you’re backing down?”

“Who said anything about backing down?” He cocked his eyebrow.

“That’s more like it, now stop running your mouth and fuck me.”

“Y/n! Not in front of our baby.”

“Sorry, you rolled your eyes “get over here and make love to me, better?”

“Much better”

neither of you had sex since you found out the news of being pregnant. And let’s just say you made up for all the lost time. In just one night.

You woke up the next day to heeseung getting dressed. This is what you dreaded the most, watching him leave. Every time he left, it felt like your heart was breaking.

“Oh, hi sweetheart, now that you’re awake, I can say bye” he laid next to you in bed.

“I hate when you leave” now that you revealed your feelings for him you could finally say what was on your mind.

“Me too. But when the baby gets here, we will have more time together” he rubbed your stomach.

“I hope so” you rested your hand over his.

“I know so, I’m getting a raise soon, and I’ve already saved up about twenty thousand dollars so far, and when our little girl finally gets here, I’ll have almost double that”

“Come again?”

“Sweetheart, let’s just say I’ve been working a lot,” he laughed.

“I wish I could help you. I’m just laid up in bed doing nothing,” you sighed.

“I don’t want to hear such nonsense from you ever again” his voice was stern. “You call giving me the greatest gift nothing? Besides, you’re the prettiest when you lay on your back. easy and accessible” he winked at you.

“Not in front of our baby,” you mimicked his tone.

“Okay, okay, well, mommy and baby, daddy has to go now, oh and I made you breakfast. I didn’t know what you liked, so there’s coffee in the pot and juice in the fridge” he put on his suit jacket and shoes.

“And you?”

“I eat at work, remember?” Even though he really didn’t, he was more stressed than he was letting on, but he kept it to himself cause he didn't want you to worry.

“Right” he kissed your forehead and tummy one last time.

“But thank you for asking, sweetheart” he was halfway out of the door before he ran back inside and kissed you once last time. “Bye, I love you.”

“I love you more, now go before you’re late” you almost had to push him off of you.

For the first time since he started coming over, it wasn’t all too bad seeing him leave cause you knew he was coming back.

“Let's go eat breakfast, little one.”

The rest of your pregnancy was going by in the blink of an eye. Heeseung was there with you every step of the way, just like he promised. However, you didn’t like seeing him come over every day looking completely exhausted.

He kept reassuring you that he was fine, but you could tell he wasn’t.

“Babe? Are you sure you’re doing okay?”

He was just staring off into space, not paying attention to the world around him.

“Babe? Baby? Heeseung?!” You shook his body a little.

“What? What is it? What’s wrong?” He looked at you with a worried look on his face.

“I asked if you’re okay.”

“I already told you, for the last time, I’m fine. I don’t know why you have to keep bothering me” he got out of bed. “Can you not tell that I’m fine?”

You couldn’t. Dark eye bags, pale skin, he wasn’t that big, to begin with, but even his weight had dropped significantly, and he was always irritated.

“Yeah, perfectly fine, I won’t bother you anymore.” you laid down and ignored him.

He instantly regretted his reaction towards you.

“Baby, please don’t ignore me, you’re right.” He sighed and kneeled down next to the bed, “I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to worry about me. You’re the main focus right now and you could never be a bother to me.”

“I already know how you feel, but how am I not supposed to be worried about you?”

“You must really love me, don’t you?”

“So much” a few tears rolled down your cheeks.

“Aww, don’t cry. I hate it when you cry. I promise I’ll do better from now on, and you know I never break my promises, now stop crying, sweetheart, I’m gonna be okay. we’re gonna be okay.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Pinky promise,” he intertwined his pinky with yours, “now sleep. You look like you're about to pass out” you wiped the rest of your tears.

“I know you’re a mom, but you’re not my mom so you can’t tell me what to do.”

“Don’t act like a child and I won’t.”

“I- you’re right,” he sighed in defeat, “good night, sweetheart, I love you.”

“I love you more,” and if he wasn’t so tired, he would have made you say it over and over again.

You woke up in the middle of the night. You felt a wet patch and liquid flowing out of you when you sat up. And it finally came to you. Your water had broke.

You instantly woke heeseung up from his sleep.

“What is it sweetheart?” He rubbed his eyes, looking at you.

“My water just broke,” you said a little too calmly for his liking.

“Your what?! We have to go now! Get up and go to the car! He stopped and looked at you “Wait! Don’t go to the car. I’ll take you to the car. Let me grab the bags.”

He threw the blankets off his body and jumped out of bed, grabbing all the bags he had packed for the hospital in case you went into labor soon.

“Where are the keys? He mutters to himself, patting down his pockets.

“On the nightstand, babe” you just sat there and watched him go through his little crisis.

“Thank you, sweetheart” he snatched them up loaded the car, and drove off. He pulled out his phone and called you, “honey, am I forgetting something? Cause I feel like I’m forgetting something.”

You moved the phone away from your ear so he wouldn’t hear you laughing. “Umm, I think so. There should be something or someone rather, in the passenger seat.”

He felt like a complete idiot. How could he forget the reason he was leaving to begin with, “oh my god! Baby, I’m so sorry. I’m coming back inside to get you.” You ended the call and held your stomach laughing hysterically.

He came rushing back into the bedroom.

“This is no laughing matter, sweetheart. You’re about to go into labor. We have to go now!”

“Heeseung, it’s not that serious. It’s not like I’m in pain or anything.”

“You’re not?” He picked you up and carried you to the car with your hands wrapped around his neck.

“No, at least not yet.”

“We should still leave. That baby could pop out any minute” he scratched the back of his neck, feeling stupid for his erratic behavior.

Luckily, it was a pretty short drive to the hospital. He was a little more coordinated this time. He took you inside and got you checked into a room, and left to grab your bags.

Now it was just the waiting game.

Soon enough, you began feeling intense contractions. Heeseung stayed by your side the whole time, holding your hand, he wanted to do something to make your pain go away, but he knew he couldn’t.

With a few more contractions, pushes, and heavy breaths featuring a river full of heeseung’s tears, your baby girl was finally here.

“Can I hold her?” Heeseung asked in a voice barely above a whisper. After they cut the umbilical cord, He reached out to grab her tiny body. As soon as she was in his arms, she started crying. “Aww, it’s okay baby, it’s me, it’s daddy” her cries died down as she began sucking on her thumb.

He looked over at you to see you already staring at him “you did it!” he kissed your forehead.

“We did it” you smile at him feeling exhausted.

“Wanna go say hi to mommy?” He placed her in your hands gently. Sitting in a chair next to your bed.

“She has your eyes, so shiny and beautiful.”

“She does, doesn’t she?” He said while looking fondly at the both of you.

“So, what are we going to name her?”

“I was thinking crystal,” he said shyly.

“Why crystal?

“Never mind. It’s dumb. What did you have in mind?”

“Babe, come on, I’m sure it’s not dumb, go ahead and tell me.”

“It’s just crystals are known for healing and creating a positive atmosphere, so I just thought that would be the perfect name for her,” he tells you.

“I think that crystal is a beautiful name.”

“You think so?”’

You nodded, watching her sucking on her little thumb, “crystal it is,” you looked up at heeseung, watching his lips curve up into that perfect smile of his.

You spent the night in the hospital just to make sure everything was fine. The next day you both went home and got everything set up for your newborn. Well, heeseung did anyways, insisting that you should rest more.

Later that night, heeseung laid down with you on the bed, holding baby crystal in his arms. He couldn’t keep his hands off her.

“You’re hogging her all to yourself, babe,” you pouted.

“Hogging? Do you even want to go there with me right now? You literally carried her for almost nine months, and you’re talking about hogging, baby, I hate to tell you this, but your mommy has some loose screws,” he said in a cute voice rubbing his nose on her tiny face.

“I do not,” you gasped, pretending to be offended.

“Fine, you can take her.”

He pulled out his phone to snap some pictures of you two.

“The two most beautiful girls in the whole world” he set the picture as his Lock Screen and Home Screen right after he took it.

“And they just so happened to be accompanied by the most handsome man in the world.”

“I’d say sexy, but I suppose handsome is good for now.”

“Never mind, I take it back.”

“Nope. No take backs” he kissed your cheek.

“Actually, I have something even better.”

“Hmm?” He looked at you with curious eyes.

“To me, you’re the most handsomest sexiest, hottest lovable person on earth.”

“Stop it,” he whined.

“And with the biggest,” he quickly covered your mouth.

“Y/n! what’s the matter with you!?” He was shocked that you were even about to say something like that. Well, outside of being intimate anyways.

“What? I was just going to say with the biggest heart ever. Why? What were you thinking of? Wait, don’t tell me," he twiddle his thumbs while blushing, “wow, you really are a kinky, aren’t you?”

“I’m not” he buried his face in his pillow. You decided that was enough teasing for the night.

5 years had already passed since you had your little one. And just like heeseung promised, he spent more time with the both of you. He was there for crystals first words, her first steps, and even rubbed it in your face when she would pick him over you.

Everything was perfect.

Until the past few months, he always came home late. Oh yeah, he moved in with you shortly after crystal was born cause of the convenience of it. Plus, it was closer to his job.

But something just wasn’t sitting right with you, he always said he would work late, but one time you called his job cause you were feeling particularly anxious that day, and they said he had already left. You really wanted to trust him, but how could you when he was obviously lying to you.

Some nights you’d stay up late waiting for him, others sleeping on the couch or crying yourself to sleep.

“Mommy, wheres daddy?” Crystal approached you on the couch tugging at your shirt.

“Daddy is just working late, that’s all” you lied to her just like he lied to you, but what could you tell her? You didn’t even know where he was. Maybe he just got tired of you both. Those same doubts from when you were first pregnant came flooding your mind just like they did years ago.

“but I want daddy to tuck me in,” she pouted.

“I know, baby, I’m sure he’ll be here soon,” you decided to call him.

“Babe?”

“Talk to me, sweetheart.”

“Crystal wants you to tuck her in. Where are you?”

You could hear him sigh over the line.

“Honey, I’m really busy with work, but I’ll be over as soon as possible” he was already making his way to the car while he was on the phone.

“Okay, see you soon?”

“Yes, you will, baby. Bye, I love you more than words can even describe”

You couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I love you more” you hung up the call, hoping he’d come over.

“Is daddy coming?

“He’s on his way, baby” you distracted her with her favorite toys, and soon enough, heeseung arrived.

“Daddy!” Crystal ran to him, immediately hugging his leg.

“There she is! Look at you. You’re getting so big” he picked her up in his arms. “And heavy,” he groaned.

“Did you miss daddy?” She nodded her head as a yes. “I missed you more. Does mommy talk about me when I’m gone?”

“No, mommy just cries a lot” you avoided eye contact with him.

He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. He was definitely going to talk to you later, but not in front of crystal.

“Come on, daddy’s gonna tuck you in” he exited the room and came back a while later, somehow tucking in turned into reading a whole bedtime story, but he didn’t mind it one bit.

As soon as you heard the door to her room shut, you started to panic.

What am i going to tell him?

“So, sweetheart, what is this I hear about you crying?”

“I just miss you, that’s all” how could you be mad at him for lying, and you were lying to him yourself.

“Honey, you can’t really lie to me, you know. I’ve known you for six years. Just tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Please, don’t hate me” he looked at you with confusion written on his face.

“How could I ever hate you? Just tell me what’s wrong, yeah?”

“I'm worried that there’s someone else. I mean, you come home late and barely answer my calls. I called your job one time when you were late, and they said you weren’t there.”

“So you don’t trust me anymore? What is a relationship without trust?”

You just looked down, feeling guilty.

“I can’t believe you’d think so low of me” he wanted to tell you the truth so bad, but he couldn’t let you on to what he’s been planning.

“It’s not you. I think low of, I just figured maybe you’re bored of me, I don’t look the way I used to, and now that crystal is old enough to do things on her own, I just thought maybe you’d leave”

“Y/n, you’re breaking my heart right now. How could I ever get bored of you? You make me so happy. Just seeing you both every day makes my heart feel so content, and watching you being such a good mother makes me want to give you the world cause you deserve it and so much more and don’t even get me started on your appearance.

He grabbed your hand and made you stand up, “yep, that’s my girl, look at you” he gripped your waist, trailing his hands up and down your sides. He kissed your shoulder and reached in front of you, rubbing your stomach and making his way towards your breast’s, squeezing them softly.

He pressed his body into your backside, and you could feel his hard on.

“I know you feel that,” he whispered in your ear, and you felt shivers run down your spine. “Even after all these years, I could still cum in my pants at the mere sight of you,” he took a deep breath while rubbing himself against you.

“Heeseung,” you moaned.

“Sweetheart, let’s have another, please?”

You knew how bad he’s been wanting another baby, and you really wanted to give him one.

You turned around and pressed your lips against his giving him the green light.

“Jump” you jumped wrapping your legs around his waist.

Just when he was about to take you to the bedroom, crystal came out of her room, rubbing her tired eyes.

“Daddy, what are you doing to mommy?” He set you back on the ground gently.

He stared at you and panicked. His whole face flushed red while he stammered, trying to make up an excuse.

“You see, baby, when a man loves a-“ you turned to him, eyes nearly bulging out of your head. Was he really going to have “the talk” with a 5 year old.?

“What are you doing?” You whispered shouted.

“I don’t know. Do you have a better idea?”

“Baby, he was just tucking mommy in. You know how daddy tucks you in sometimes?” She nodded her tiny head.

You gave heeseung the eye for him to play along.

“Yup, I was just tucking mommy in,”

“Why is daddy turning red? And why is daddy acting weird?”

You turned around to look at him smirking.

He shook his head, signaling you not to.

“Well, baby, daddy is just weird.”

his jaw was practically on the ground, but he knew it was payback for all the times he teased you.

“Come on, baby, back to bed” you carried her in your arms and tucked her back in.

“How am I weird?” He asked when you got back from her room.

“You’re not. But it’s just so easy to tease you.”

“Well, I guess we’re even now.”

“I'd say so, now let’s finish what you started” you kissed him on the lips and led him to the bedroom.

It wasn’t even minutes before you were both completely naked and roaming all over each other’s bodies.

“Do you remember how we did it when we first met?”

“I actually don’t” you lied to get a reaction from him.

“O-oh, umm, never mind then,” and after all these years of being with him, you could tell whenever he lowered his tone just in the slightest, he was upset about something.

He gave you the perfect reaction. So why not tease him more?

“If it was special, I might have remembered” you sat on top of him, tracing his pecs with your index finger.

“It wasn’t special to you?” The sadness in his tone even more evident.

You sunk down on his cock, taking him by surprise. A loud gasp escaping him.

“Of course, I remember. How could I forget my first time, especially with someone as perfect as you.”

“So you think you’re funny n-now?” He moaned feeling feeling his tip in the deepest part of you.

His head tipped back, and you zeroed in on his neck, sucking on it and leaving dark marks everywhere your lips touched.

“I thought so,” you continued sucking on his neck down to his shoulders.

“Please just fuck me already,” he mewled out. It had been just a bit too long since he last had you, even though it hadn’t been a week yet.

“I’ve got you, baby” you rested your hands on his chest, starting out slowly, but it was just too slow for him.

“Sweetheart, you know I love taking my time with you. but tonight, I really just can’t wait.”

You lifted yourself all the way up and sunk back down on his hard pulsing cock, riding him as fast as you could.

“Oh y/n, that’s it. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop” he was moaning continuously, and you were worried that crystal might hear.

You guided his face to your chest, and he instantly latched his mouth on your nipple while you bounced up and down on him.

Usually, he was always very dominant in bed. But having him under you and moaning so loud was a side you would definitely like to see more often from him.

“Fuck, sweetheart, still so tight, just like the first time.”

You were already starting to get tired, but there was no way you were stopping when you felt him twitching inside you.

And his soft whimpers of how good you felt only made you ride him harder.

“And you’re still just as perfect as the first time” you moved his bangs away from his forehead, admiring how beautiful he looked under you.

He looked at you completely mesmerized, his eyes wide and shiny, and his mouth parted slightly as he focused on your beautiful face and the pleasure you were giving to him.

It was only when he placed his thumb on your clit that you felt your orgasm approaching. He rolled your nipple between his fingers, caressing the hardened bud. At the same time, his mouth worked on your other one.

He could already feel you clenching down on him. It was only a matter of time before your orgasm washed over you.

“Heeseung!” You dropped your head on his shoulder as your whole body shook with pleasure.

You didn’t slow down. If anything, you rode him faster, wanting him to cum with you. The sound of skin slapping could be heard all throughout the room, mixed with profanities and loud moans of each other’s names.

“Fuck, y/n, that’s it, I’m gonna cum. I’m g-gonna cum” after the words breathlessly left his lips, you could feel him pumping his seed deep inside of you.

“That’s right, baby, give me all of your cum”

The warmth of him filling you up had you reaching your second orgasm, squeezing his cock uncontrollably, milking him of all his release. Making sure none was wasted.

You rode out his high a little longer before collapsing on his chest,

“You’re going to look so sexy carrying our second baby.” he took a deep breath and rubbed your back soothingly. Once you could feel your legs again, you pried yourself away from his sticky body.

As soon as he lifted you up and pulled out, he watched a mix of yours and his cum leaking from your hole and down his cock, some of it coating his balls and dripping down to stain the sheets.

He bit his lip to control his moans. The sight had him turned on all over again.

Just when you were about to get up and go to the bathroom, he called out to you.

“Wait! Maybe we should go for a round two, just to make sure” he looked at you sheepishly. And the twitching of his cock didn’t go unnoticed by you.

“Fine, just to make sure, but you’re on top this time.”

“Say no more, sweetheart,” later that night. You learned that round two was actually code for all night and morning.

A week had passed, and he was finally finished with his project.

He felt so bad for lying. But it was just a little white lie, he hated the fact it made you sad that he was gone all the time, but it would all be over soon.

He was working with someone to get a custom engagement ring made, so technically, it wasn’t a lie. He was still working, just working in a different building with different people.

Finally, after so long, he was able to get everything set up. He wanted to make everything perfect for you.

He woke you up extra early.

“Honey, wake up. I have a surprise for you.” He caressed your cheek.

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and glared at him.

“Are you crazy? It’s 7 in the morning.”

“And? You should be up by now anyway, hurry up and get ready while I make crystal something to eat, and don’t you dare give me that look ever again.”

“Fine,” you threw off your covers and went to the bathroom.

Once you were finally done, you saw heeseung and crystal playing with toys in the living room.

“Look! Mommy decided to show, after all, baby,”

“Heeseung, I’m really not in the mood right now.”

He ran up to you and grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the door.

“Well, too bad, get in the mood. I have a lot planned for us today. Can I get a good morning kiss first?”

“No.”

“Fine, then we just won’t go.” He folded his arms acting like a kid.

“Good,” you started to walk back to your room. He quickly blocked your path.

“Y/n, come on, just one kiss” he puckered his lips, waiting for your kiss.

You pecked his cheek,

“Happy now? Let’s just go, please.”

“But it wasn’t on the lips” you couldn’t help but smile at how cute he was being.

You grabbed him by his collar, pressing him against the wall and kissing him, you bit down on his lip a little, and he gasped. You used the opportunity to stick your tongue in his mouth and devour him whole. He struggled to keep up with you from the sudden action as tiny little moans escaped him.

You pulled away, leaving him utterly breathless.

“Can we go now?

He touched his lips with the tips of his fingers.

“Y-yes, we can go” his felt the heat rise to his cheeks. “Oh my god,” he cupped his face with his hands.

“Hee? Are you coming or not?” You smiled at him from the doorway, it was so cute how flustered he got whenever you would kiss him.

“Coming,” he quickly followed after you.

Everything might have gone fine if he didn’t have you blindfolded the whole way there.

“Are we almost there yet?”

“Honey, just be patient, and we’re actually here now.”

“So, I can take this off?”

“Not just yet” he got out of the car and led you and crystal into a tiny wooded area.

He tweaked a few more things, and then he was ready. He patted his pocket just to make sure he had the ring. He placed his hand on his chest, trying to calm his heart, but it was no use. Whenever you were around, it was impossible for his heart rate to be normal.

“Okayyyyy open!” He took both of your blindfolds off and let your eyes adjust.

You let out a sound of utter shock. You couldn’t believe your eyes. You stood in front of a bubble tent with lights decorating the whole exterior, pictures of you, him, and Crystal everywhere, accompanied by rose petals and a little table with some of your favorite snacks.

You didn’t say anything. You just hugged him as tightly as you possibly could. What did you ever do to deserve a man so perfect?

“Please, tell me you like it” he was starting to get a little nervous from your silence.

“I love it!”

“But not more than you love me, right?” He hugged you back.

“Of course not. I love you the most.”

“Crystal, isn’t daddy the best?” You didn’t notice she had already run off and started eating some of the chocolates inside the tent.

You both shared a laugh at her behavior. She was always so easily distracted.

“When did you do all this?”

“You know when I was working late?”

You nodded your head, already knowing where he was going with this.

“I was planning this the whole time. I’m sorry I came home so late. but it was the only free time I had.”

“Don’t be sorry. I should be sorry for ever doubting you.”

“It’s okay. I also have one more surprise” he got down on one knee.

And the tears had already started to fall not just from your eyes but his as well.

“Y/n, I know we did everything completely backwards, but somehow everything just seemed to fall into place, we had ups and downs, but we got through them together as a team. I would have never been able to come this far without you. You and crystal are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Thank you for making me a proud father of our baby girl. You both changed me for the better. You made me happy when I was sad, you were there for me when no one else was, you loved me unconditionally, and I can’t thank you enough for that. I know I’m not perfect, but I promise you that I’ll always try my absolute best cause you deserve it. And I can’t think of any other way I want to spend the rest of my life than with you by my side, so y/n m/n l/n will you marry me?”

“Yes! heeseung, oh my god, yes, yes, yes,” you squealed while he stood up and slipped the ring on your finger.

He lifted you up and spun you around, Placing a kiss on your lips. “I love you so, so much” he sat you down.

“I love you more. You said you’re not perfect, but in my eyes, you’re absolutely flawless. I’m so happy to be yours, and I’m so proud of you for taking up such responsibility. You are a great father, and I know you’re going to be an even better husband.”

“Thank you for saying that it means so much to me” he rested his head on yours, eyes closed, just enjoying the moment.

He stroked the ring on your finger.

“And look, honey, I got three diamonds in the middle, one to represent each of us and both of our initials on the side.”

“You’re so thoughtful. I love it so much baby. How is it possible for me to love you more and more each day?”

“I think the better question is, how did I ever get so lucky to have you in my life each day?”

“When we met at a theater, and I spilled all of my popcorn,” you smiled, remembering the night like it was just yesterday.

“And I told you to clean it up,” he laughed. “I don’t know what was wrong with me back then.”

“What was wrong with you? What about me? There was definitely something not right with the both of us” you laughed along with him.

“Well, maybe wrong, is just our right” he smiled and grabbed your hand leading you inside the tent.

You both joined crystal in the tent and ate the snacks he prepared while talking about all the memories you had together.

“You know, I never told you this, but the first night we met, I actually ran to the parking lot to search for you, but you were already gone.”

Your ears perked up.

“Really? Why?”

“Cause I think deep down inside, I already knew I was madly in love with you.”

“Eww, daddy’s being weird again.”

“Crystal stop it,” you said sternly but broke out into a fit of laughter seconds later.

“Why are you both so mean? All I’ve ever done is love you, and this is the thanks I get?” He pouted.

“Aww, don’t be sad, baby. You know just how much I love you.”

Crystal just shook her head and ignored you both, running outside the tent to play in the grass and enjoy the beautiful weather.

“I think I have an idea. Seeing how you gave yourself up to me so easily all those years ago, you practically begged me for it” he bit his lip, watching your demeanor change instantly.

“Why are you so perverted all the time? Is that all it’s about for you is sex?” You looked at him with a fake disgusted expression.

“Like you didn’t know that when you met me. and you say that as if you’re not the same girl who so eagerly rode me in a theater and begged for me to cum ins-“

“Okay! I think that’s enough going down memory lane. For now”

“Are you sure cause I think there’s a few bits and pieces that I left out”

“Do you mean the part where you came in your pants, and I barely even touched you?”

“Can you blame me? Just look at you. Plus, you’re the one who said it was, and I quote, “the hottest thing ever.” he popped a chocolate into his mouth.

“Whatever”

“Just come over here and cuddle with me. You’re too far away. and I want to feed you.”

“Okay,” you lay next to him and he wrapped his arm around you, you both looked at the sky, pointing out clouds that were shaped like animals and even one that resembled a heart like shape. He stole kisses here and there and never forgot to mention how lucky he was to have you in his life.

If anyone had told you this was how your life would end up after six years, you wouldn’t have believed them. It just sounded too good to be true. But here you were with the love of your life and your precious daughter, making even more unforgettable memories.

Oh, and did I forget to mention another baby was on the way?

The future held so much for you both. But you and heeseung took your time and didn’t rush anything cause you could only live one day at a time, and there was no need to. Time already passed quickly enough when you were with the ones you truly loved.

Nine months later and you were going into labor again but with twins this time. Heeseung was ecstatic about having twins. There was something about you and babies he just couldn’t seem to get enough of,

It felt like deja vu getting up In the middle of the night and waking up heeseung, your now husband of five months.

“Babe?” You shook him awake.

“Yes, honey?”

“I think I’m going into labor. My water just broke”

“Okay, he turned back on his side and closed his eyes. They immediately shot back open when he processed what you had just said. “Your water broke?!” He jumped out of bed, scrambling to find his keys.

“The keys, the keys, where are the damn keys?!”

“Baby, they’re on the nightstand.”

“Thank you, honey” he flashed you the biggest smile and grabbed his overnight bags, he woke up crystal and headed out of the door with her in his arms.

“Daddy, where’s mommy?”

“Mommy is in her roo-“ and it finally dawned on him. You waited a few seconds for him to realize what he did. Sure enough, he was back inside looking at you.

“Sweetheart, I swear, I didn’t forget you this time” he swooped you up in his arms and carried you to the car.

“I believe you” you kissed his cheek as he buckled you in. He went to the driver's side, grabbing your hand and driving you both to the hospital.

“I love you so much, sweetheart.”

“I love you more.”

There was no way you would trade this life for anything. Sure, things were rocky in the beginning, but it all seemed to fall into place, just like heeseung said, and when he promised you the world, you knew he would give it to you cause he never broke his promises.

Who knew you’d find the love of your life, your husband, and the father of all three of your kids from spilling a bucket of popcorn.

The end ~

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solradguy · 6 months

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I’ve never thought about Sol having sex (<-lie) but genuinely it never occurred to me that if Sol had sex then he might pass down his FoC Prototype Gear genes. Do you think he could command them? Like in a non-parental, Command-type Gear-type way. Would they be Dragon-Install children?

Oh geez, this sounds like a nightmare Sol would have where Justice is the mom, and he would shoot up in bed and Jack-O’ would say, “What’s wrong? Go back to sleep.” And Sol would look over and Jack-O’ would be Justice in pajamas! And then he would shoot awake in bed! All a dream! And then he would look over at Aria and then-

All of this is ruined if you subscribe to the theory that Sol had rawdogged Justice though. Dizzy’s not even a little Dragon-Instally…

The depth of Sol's Gear abilities has never really been fully explored (probably because he hates being a Gear and mostly avoids tapping into it) so I'm not actually sure if he could command other Gears like Justice or Dizzy could? I'm gonna assume probably not though because being able to rip control of at least a few Gears from Justice during the Crusades to make them easier to kill would have been an insane advantage and we never got anything saying he ever did or considered doing that lol

But, kinda like what you're saying here, it might be a difference between him being a Flame of Corruption Gear and all the others being Scales of Juno. Justice says she couldn't control him in Missing Link because he's a "prototype" but they hadn't dug into the two different Gear seeds yet back then. It could have just been the difference in Gear cells preventing the control from working. I don't actually know what would happen if there was more than one FoC Gear.

Based off of how Sol talks about the FoC and the obvious side effects we've seen of it, I'm going to guess that maybe SoJ Gears are inherently more orderly than FoC Gears, which more naturally just want to go apeshit bananas without a real cohesive "leader" element keeping them in line. We can't know for sure though. Sol is the only major source of information (AFAIK) we've been given for Flame of Corruption-type Gears. It might turn out that the two seeds are basically the same outside of some aesthetic differences and Sol's just ended up making him want to kill all of the time because Asuka fucked it up somehow.

Dizzy has a canon install form via her +R instant kill "I Can't... Contain My Strength." Mechanically, it's completely unlike Sol's in-game install (or HOS's DI Sakkai "instant kill"), but she definitely has a powered-up state that changes her physical form like he does:

Since Ky now has an install that makes him stronger and changes his body too, it might be fair to assume that any substantially powerful enough Gear can go into an install state no matter if they're FoC or SoJ.

I don't think Sol would have had the time to rawdog Justice (or even want to; they turned his fiancée into a giant murder monster) without someone else knowing or seeing it happen. I do think Dizzy wasn't originally meant to be his kid though and it was written in without taking the timeline into serious consideration lol Either Gears can delay their pregnancy for insane periods of time or Asuka somehow got a... tissue sample... and made it happen via mad science. I hope it's the former because the latter is dark even by GG standards.

Dizzy biologically being Sol's offspring crumbles apart under any amount of scrutiny lmfao It would be cool if they actually explained that in more detail some day. Top 3 biggest Guilty Gear mysteries tbh

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obby123 · 2 years

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I don’t know about you guys but I am BURNING to just talk about what Tae Su-Mi said. They really made her ableist. Talking about “treatment” for Autism. I had actually written this out before but I was yelling in all caps and then I lost the draft. Probably for the better, as I’ve cooled down now.

I want allistics (non-autistics) to KNOW what this implies, and how I as an autistic person understood it . She suggested treatment for Youngwoo as if autism is an affliction. I’m here to tell you guys, it is not INHERENTLY an affliction. This is relative to each person and how being Autistic effects our daily lives. And you wanna know what “therapy” for autism looks like. It’s ABA. Applied Behavioral Analysis. With discretion, I want people to look up some of the ABA horror stories out there. Not all, but just some. Just to get an idea of how horrible it is. It tries to force the Autism out of the person.

It tries to make us have forceful eye contact, suppress stimming, reprimanding odd social behaviors such as the ones Youngwoo has. It’s hurtful, and it puts an autistic in a corner and says, “Don’t be yourself. That’s shameful. If you behave openly autistic, that is BAD. And if you allow yourself to be this way, you won’t be useful to society.” That’s how I and many Autistics see it. That shit called “ABA” is incredibly damaging mentally. You’re being restrained and forced to act “normal” and in turn, will likely lose touch with who you are. It can be painful for an autistic to force themselves to suppress their behaviors. It’s very sad to see that she even suggested that. It makes her ableist. Trust me, any informed autistic will tell you they despise ABA and anything that’s affiliated with it.

I’m disappointed that this is what they had her character do. These kinds of Autism-centric therapies try to “fix” the autistic person. But we DON’T need to be fixed. We need acceptance, we need accommodations. But we do NOT need to be fixed. This isn’t to discredit other therapies that actually help autistics. Maybe food sensitivity therapy or teaching ways of expression. You guys remember in the first episode, Youngwoo had a chart of her dads expression with labels underneath. Things like THAT can be helpful. Just wanted to make that clear so no one fights in a comment about those kinda things.

At the end of the day, for her character, I don’t think they reinforced her being a bad mom. Did WYW’s dad say anything about that? I personally noted that he didn’t, he was just upset at her thinking he broke his promise. Accusing him of what he had accused CEO Han of. And he was incredibly upset at her saying WYW needed professional help. I was happy with him for saying that. He has SOME right to be angry. Youngwoo is just fine where she is, and she already decided she won’t work for her biological mom.

I wish we got more backstory on Su-mi, see her side of dealing with the pregnancy. I’m waiting on it a bit. I won’t like her for her ableism, but I’ll remain reasonable about the possibilities of her perspective during the pregnancy.

Overall, these episode left me with intense and heavy emotions. Luckily I had a therapy appointment right after, so I let off some steam about other more pressing things on my mind. That helped me relax lol.

Thanks for reading my post! I’m welcoming discussion in the comments about this! If you say something that sounds ableist, I will respectfully call you out. I won’t get aggressive so don’t worry, but I will explain any ableism in your comment calmly and in an informative way.

#extraordinary attorney woo #actually autistic #woo young woo #representation #autism

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cupoftaae · 11 months

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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ heartbeat (chapter 12)

Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.

Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.

Pairing: taehyung x female!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)

word count- 6k

chapter warnings- smut lol, cockwarming, swearing, pregnancy talk, some angst, fluffy fluff, I think thats all?

a/n- Hey babes, I hope you like this chapter, and again Im sorry for absolutely SLACKING with the request drabbles, Ive had a bit of writers block and it took me a while to even finish this chapter, so just bear with me a lil- I love you so much! mwuah! sorry for any typos

-nini

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"hey little lady, you single?"

You rolled your eyes as you walked back out to the car from your apartment, "sorry im taken" you giggled at your boyfriend as he winked.

"what time is the appointment?" Taehyung mumbled as he checked the gps

"uh," you checked your phone, "12, so we have 15 mins to get there"

"hm" he smiled and began to drive once you were in and buckled. "I am really excited, actually"

"I am too, just a little nervous as well"

"how come?"

"it just feels all so real, especially after denying it for so long"

He carefully reached over and grasped your hand in his, voice low, "Y/N, remember what we talked about, it will all be ok, I just want you to enjoy this with me, its okay to let go and enjoy things"

"I know"you sigh softly, looking at the other cars on the road.

Once the two of you had actually arrived there, he quickly got out and went around to the side of the car, opening the door for you. "Thank you honey" you mumble, suddenly wishing you had not worn a sweater in the may heat.

He smiled and closed the car, locking it before taking your hand and walking in with you. He loved it so much, the idea of being here with you, being a father.

He had no idea how he went from trying to compete with kaito, to all of a sudden getting to have a child with you. Its crazy how life turns out, but he wouldnt trade it for anything, and the cute glances he gets from other people in the waiting room when you walk in only makes himself more prideful.

"Hello" you quietly speak, walking up to the front desk as taehyung stands behind you, hands on your hips. "appointment for Y/L/N, Y/F/N,?"

The lady working quickly types into the computer before smiling, "yup! Doctor Goe will be out to call for you in a few moments, please take a seat and fill these out" she hands you 2 clipboards with multiple questions written on them, along with a pen.

Taehyung leads you to a quiet seated space away from the other, older couples as you look over the paper work. "this is so awkward"

"why?" he smiled, peaking over your shoulder to see whats on there.

"its asking me if im sexually active, no shit" you whisper, making him laugh and immediately cover his mouth.

"shh" you giggle

"well maybe its like a virgin Mary type thing" he spoke, making you try not to laugh loudly. "you should check off no"

"stop, I cant, I have to be truthful" you begin to fill in the questions for a few moments, giggling and joking with tae before a nurse walked in and called for your name.

You followed her, bringing taehyung in behind you.

"Hello, Ms. Y/L/N, Doctor Goe will see you soon, but I just want to grab your vitals quickly, hop on the scale for me!"

You pouted a bit, handing your purse to tae as he leaned against a wall to give you privacy.

"ok...dont tell me the weight please" you whispered, the nurse nodding apologetically as you stood onto the scale.

"perfect, now lets go into the room so I can check you blood pressure and temp"

You and taehyung both sat as she did so, exchanging soft and silly glances once in a while. "okay, your doctor will be in momentarily"

You nod as she leaves, handing you a paper gown to put on.

"i hate these"

"its pink though!"

You giggle, "turn around"

"why?" taehyung pouted

"because I have to change!!"

"i have seen you naked before, you know that"

"thats different, corner. now."

He huffed and turned to look at the wall until you told him he could turn around.

"is it sexy or what?"

He smirked and folded your previous outfit into a pile on the chair, "you always look sexy"

"whatever" you sat up onto the bench when you heard your doctor walk in.

"hello Y/N, how are you?" she cheerfully spoke, setting her stuff down and looking over her charts.

"im good" you grew a bit nervous.

"who is this you brought with you?" she gestured to taehyung before opening her laptop.

"oh thats my boyfriend, taehyung" you smiled softly at him, his cute face blushing as he greeted her.

"Nice to meet you, and congratulations on your pregnancy, when you called me to set up an appointment I was so surprised"

"yeah, us too" you nodded, smiling.

"so today our goal is to get some labs done, do a little bloodwork, and then we will get you an ultrasound" she smirked, knowing that most parents are always excited to see their baby for the first time.

"sounds good to me"

She begins asking questions about your symptoms, before ordering a blood draw and urine test, which taehyung found funny for some reason.

"I really didnt have to go" you spoke afterwards, getting dressed again.

"so what did you do?" he snickered

"I had to concentrate and I didnt even fill the cup" you shrugged, throwing your sweater on before walking into the hall with him to head towards the ultrasound room.

Once you laid onto the bed, you began to feel excitement for the first time in a while, the nurse putting some cold gel onto your stomach, making you giggle a little as taehyung sat and held your hand tightly.

"so this is your first ever ultrasound?" the technician asked, smiling

"well no, ive had one before when I had a cyst or something, but this is my first pregnancy ultrasound, so obviously its under a bit better circumstances" you laugh, making tae kiss your knuckles softly.

She nodded, grabbing the probe and gently running it over your tummy as she watched the screen light up, "okay, okay" she smiled, waiting a moment to find what she wanted.

Taehyung kept his eyes down on you, hand holding yours as he felt his heart pickup with excitement, this really did solidify the situation.

The nurse offers a sweet smile, getting up to turn the screen towards the two of you, "are you ready to see baby?"

You feel your chest tighten a bit, but you nod and exchange a glance with taehyung, his expression matching yours: happiness and nervousness.

Once the screen was lit, you could have sword the world had stopped just for you.

There it was, the tiny little blob that was ever so slightly moving around. It was impossible not to tear up, especially for taehyung.

"oh..." he whispered, eyes stuck to the monitor as if he was in a trance, "thats our baby?"

"mhm" you finally look back at him to see small streaks of tears "Thats ours" you take a breath before the nurse spoke up

"want to hear the heartbeat?"

"yes! yes please!" he happily cut in, wiping his eyes and returning to squeeze your hand.

She nodded, turning the machine on so both of you heard a small but quick thump...thump...thump..

You closed your eyes blissfully, knowing that the babies presence was made, it was heard and it was there for everyone to see.

"princess..." taehyung pressed his forehead to yours, kissing the side of your face, "that is incredible"

"I know, baby" you smiled brightly as the nurse jotted some stuff down

"so the baby looks healthy, growing perfect, placement is good, and it looks about 2 months along, almost 3...so you are in the first trimester"

You nod as she begins to help wipe off the gel, sitting up a little.

"first trimester symptoms often occur as morning sickness, which doesnt mean just morning, it can be any time" she giggles softly as she reads her papers, "you may also have mood swings, sore breasts, food sensitivity, and fatigue"

"damn" you mumble, looking at tae as he listens to her, mentally jotting down everything she says.

"and have you been taking any prenatal vitamins? any medications?"

You shake yours head, "no I just found out I was pregnant this month"

"okay" she writes something down, "here is a list of recommended vitamins that I would get started on, good for baby and good for mom" she nods, "you guys can get situated and I am gonna grab the sonograms for you, how many would you like?"

You look at tae, "maybe 4? one for both of us, and the others for our families"

He nods "perfect, we will have just 4" he clarifies to the woman, as she goes to process them for you.

Taehyung moved your sweater to cover your stomach, helping you sit up before bringing you into a soft hug. "I love you....thank you"

You giggled quietly, hugging him back, "I love you too, but thanking me for what?"

"for this" he mumbled, pulling away to see your face, "going through this just for our baby, youre so strong"

You smiled gently, "not really anything has happened yet, the fun experience is when I start getting a giant ass stomach and swollen feet" you sarcastically spoke

"hey maybe you can get to use those mobility scooters in the grocery store now" he teased

You burst out laughing, shaking your head, "no!...im not doing that, I dont care if im on the verge of popping, I will be walking to the isles on feet"

He giggled and helped you stand to your feet now, "but for real...Im really excited about this" he looked at your intertwined fingers, "please let me know if you need anything, im here to support you, I dont care what the time or place is"

"taehyung youve already been so supportive, you are doing good, I promise" you kiss his knuckles

"well, thank you, but-"

"okay here you guys go, congratulations again!" the nurse spoke with a wide grin as she entered, handing us the 4 photos of the little baby.

"thank you so much, you've been so kind" you chirp, smiling at the pictures

"of course honey, and remember to check out the vitamins" she added as you agreed, walking out of the hall and back to the waiting room.

"went really well, huh?" you giggle, pushing the door open and walking into the parking lot with taehyung. "here you go baby"

you handed him the sonogram as you gently placed the other three in your purse.

He took it into his hands as his eyes softly grazed over it, Taehyung almost couldn't believe it.

It was all hitting him in this moment, the baby, the fact that you were actually pregnant, and you both were gonna need to change a lot of things in your lives, as well as probably moving into a larger apartment. Was it stressful? oh yeah, but did he yearn it, with you, more than anything? of course.

He was going to be a father, him

His heart jumped as he stared at the tiny photo in his grasp, how could he love someone hes never met? someone he knows nothing about? is it reasonable to be ready to devote your entire life to someone who has yet to enter the world?

"you coming?" you turn to see him standing, your voice knocking him out of his trance.

"o-oh, yeah" he smiled, being brought back to reality for a moment as his legs carried him to the parked car, getting into the drivers seat.

"its so early, do you wanna go shopping?" you ask, pulling your seatbelt over your body.

"mm that sounds nice, but we just went grocery shopping yesterday" he spoke softly, pulling out of the parking spot, checking the rear view mirror.

"well I was gonna say we can just walk down the strip of stores downtown, theres a pharmacy and I can grab the vitamins she recommended, then I think there is a baby shop somewhere around there as well.....for funsies." you shrug, looking out into the road.

His head turned to glance at you, God, you were so fucking beautiful. How did he ever deserve to be here in this position with you?

His hand crept up into yours, squeezing it affectionately, "youre so cute, baby" he smiled, watching as your hair gently blew from the cracked window, sun hitting your skin just right. "we can do that, we can do that" he whispered, eyes now on the road.

Taehyung never knew used to understand why parents bought so much fucking baby clothes for a newborn that was just gonna grow out of it in less than a month, it was a waste of money and it wasn't worth it.

Boy oh boy...you can say he gets it now.

"look how cute" he whispered, eyes boggling the tiny shoe isle inside the baby store, there was so many small items and it made his heart swell.

"im back!" you mumbled, walking into the store and immediately finding your boyfriend, his arms full of things.

"what do you have?" you giggled

"did you find the vitamins?" he retorted

"yes- now, what is in your hands?" you smiled brightly, watching the way his cheeks turn a dark shade of red.

"we obviously dont have to buy all of these, I just kept 'em with me to show you...look" he held up a fuzzy duckling blanket that came with a hood, it was stupidly adorable.

"aww...." you coo, taking it to examine it, "is it a towel or a blanket?"

"i think a blanket, I found it over there" he gestures, "I think we should get it, plus its gender neutral" he smiled

"hmm...Kim Taehyung, always tempting me" your voice was teasing, "fine...."

He grinned cheekily and held it for you, allowing you to walk past him and lead the way throughout the entire store.

"im thinking...I know its early...but when we do create the nursery we can make it like...a soft yellow?" you looked back to make sure he was following you

He nodded, "sounds good baby"

To be honest- Taehyung didnt care

Taehyung didnt care what color you chose for the nursery, or what clothing you picked, or what toys and decorations, as long as you were happy doing it, he had no problem agreeing to every decision you made. You could say he is your 'yes man'.

If it meant he could see you smiling all the time, he would let you get away with murder even.

"tae tae" you whispered, walking over to the shelf of stuffed animals, "can you reach up there and grab that?" you shyly asked, making him laugh as his eyes caught onto the small elephant.

He led his arm up and grabbed the one you wanted, handing it to you, "I had a stuffed animal like this when I was a baby, in fact its still at my moms house, I saw it when we were there" you gently explained.

"then lets get it" he quickly responded, his hand rubbing your lower back.

"we are such impulse buyers" you snorted, glancing around a bit more

"we will recover, im sure" taehyung teased, following you to the cashier to check out.

"We need to leave before we buy the store" you joke, placing the items onto the desk.

The both of you soon left with your bag of items, smiles on your face as you held each others hands, your feet leading you down the sunny sidewalk.

"what do you say, pretty girl? wanna head back home so I can make you something to eat?"

You squeezed his hand and nodded, suddenly excited at the idea of eating buttered toast, weirdly enough its the first and only craving youve had. "that sounds nice"

Taehyung walked closer to your apartment, he sent you inside as he made a quick run to the grocery market down the street by himself when you told him that you wanted to buy something pre-made for dinner tonight so neither of you would need to cook.

His eyes scanned the frozen foods section, opting to just pick up a small veggie pizza to share with you, knowing that is what you wouldve picked anyways.

He made his way over to the cashier, grabbing some mint gum for you as well as youve been extremely nauseous lately.

"is this all?" the man spoke, looking down at the items

"yeah....thats all-" taehyung looked up at the cashier and froze, it was Kaito.

they havent been this close since the party.

What is it with taehyung always running into kaito at his work?

"oh..." kaito quickly checked his items out and bagged it, shoving it to him. "$9.02, dickface"

"whats that?" taehyung glared, his voice filling with anger

"isnt that what you are? a fucking dick? hows y/n?"

"dont do this shit right here" tae looked behind him, "theres a line waiting" he whispered, pulling his wallet out.

"you dont have a right to be mad, youre the one who pulled her away from me" kaito bit, voice quiet but mad

"and arent you the one who hit her? you dont know the situation, stop assuming shit" taehyung pointed. "also- cut the spreading of rumors bullshit, really fucking childish kaito, even for you" He went to pull out his $10 bill

"plea-..." kaito stopped talking when some of the contents in taehyungs wallet fell onto the register, "whats that?"

the sonogram.

Taehyung swallowed, grabbing the picture along with his other credit cards and shoving them away, quickly tossing him the money so he can leave.

"is that y/n's......" his voice was shaky as his finger remained pointed at his wallet, "did you.....is that..."

"can you guys please cut the chit chat and hurry up? I have places to be" the middle aged woman holding her toddler behind them cut in, sounding impatient.

Taehyung kept quiet out of fear in admitting anything, so he just made sure he got the cash, grabbed his bag and left.

Although now thinking about it, mightve given off the idea that, yeah, that is yours. Perhaps he shouldve made some excuse.

"what took you so long, baby?" you smiled, walking into the kitchen holding Yeontan as taehyung opened his bag.

"sorry, it was crowded. pizza okay?"

"yes, thank you and sorry for making you run out again"

"its okay sweetheart" he whispered, placing the pizza into the freezer for later tonight.

Putting the puppy down, you walked over and hugged him from behind, head resting on his back.

He slightly jumped, startled by your actions.

"whats wrong?" your voice was soft, gentle.

"nothing"

"you seem kind of shaky, did something happen?"

he shook his head, turning to hold your hands

"tae I know when youre lying...what happened, talk to me" your hand gently crawled up to his cheek, rubbing the skin softly.

"its stupid, and not worth worrying about. Stress isnt good for you or baby so just drop it" he smiled, hands holding your stomach now.

You still protested, "im fine- just tell me"

He saw in your eyes that you werent going to let up, so he sighed before speaking. "um...kaito...he might know about...this" he circled his finger on your abdomen, watching as your eyes shot wide in fear,

"w-what!?"

"he was the cashier and of course I took his lane, anyways, i open my wallet to pay and the sonogram flies out" he whispered, guilt in his voice

Your hand squeezed his, shaky, "and what did you say?"

"nothing..."

"and what did he say?"

"he kind of asked me about you and I was just too scared to speak so I paid and left"

"taehyung!!" you ripped away and walked into the living room, "hes gonna assume that its mine"

"well it is" he countered

"but he doesnt need to know!!!" you tried to calm yourself but it was too late. "our fucking parents dont even know and my ex boyfriend does?"

"We dont know what he might be thinking!"

"taehyung....hes gonna go tell everyone, like he did before, calling me a ... a whore" your voice cracked.

"hey...hey" he walked towards you, rubbing your back "its okay..."

"thats easy for you to say!"

"listen, I know my words mean little to nothing right now, but I do know that it will be okay, he might not tell anyone, and we cant freak out before anything has happened? yeah?" he whispered, "im so sorry baby, I really am"

You took a deep breath as his arms wrapped around you, "its just....this situation isnt planned but ive been feeling kind of excited recently, and everytime I let myself do just that, be optimistic, something happens."

"be happy, enjoy this, I wont let anything happen, I promise to take care of you both" his voice was guilty as you leaned into him. "i promise"

"do you think we should start thinking of telling our families?" you interrupt the silence after a moment.

He pulled away with wide eyes, "what? now?"

"soon" you nodded

"why?"

"taehyung, they will have to know eventually....and if this does get out, kaito is friends with my moms social media page, all he has to do is text her and then everything is ruined. If she or anyone close to us is gonna find out, its gonna be from you and me."

He sighed, "okay.....I understand that, sorry I just got a little nervous....not entirely used to this whole thing yet"

"and thats okay, but we need to be there for eachother, because I honestly just want to try and make the best of the situation"

"me too...me too" he sighed once more, feeling the spot you were coming from. "we'll be okay" he promised once more, kissing small pecks all over your face to distract you.

You never knew you were able to have this much sex.

Before, you two usually had it whenever your schedules allowed fit, or if you were lucky, taehyung would give in the week before your period started if you hounded him enough. (although he didnt mind it at all)

but within the past two weeks, its like your body is seeking dick non-stop, leaving taehyung the poor victim of the situation.

when he gets home from literally anything? sex.

when you two shower? oh yeah, sex.

when you both are watching tv on the couch? you guessed it, sex!

its all the time...

"fuck, taehyung.....you feel so good" your voice was breathless as you rocked your hips on his lap, head thrown back as his cock fit inside you deliciously.

it was nearly 4am and you had woken him up because you were so horny, despite you two having it out just before you went to sleep.

"doing so well baby" taehyung closed his eyes and leaned his head against the headboard, groaning as you rode him, "oh, shit, just like that- yeah..."

"mmm" you wined, hands gripping his shoulders as he began to thrust his hips beneath you, making your mouth fall open as you silently scream. "shit, shit, oh my god-"

"dont stop moving, baby, keep your hips- yeah just keep doing that, oh god baby you feel amazing" he instructed you as his hands rested on your sides, assisting your movements. "gonna fucking cum" he groaned tightly.

"ah- im so close" you bounced your hips a bit, suddenly hiding your face into his neck as your climax approached. When he came, his hands squeezed your skin as he whispered your name over and over again, not stopping his movements until you came around his dick. He spilled into you freely, something he didnt know he would enjoy until you told him he didnt need to use a condom, at this point- it became an addiction to feel you.

"cum for me baby, its okay, I love you" he whispered in your ear, feeling you clench around him before releasing, a desperate moan escaping your lips.

"oh my fucking- oh god, tae...please, ohhh" you rocked your hips, riding out the last yet strong waves of your orgasm

He waited a moment until you both calmed down, he tried to pull your head back so he could see you, his hand pushing away your sweaty hair.

"you okay, baby?" he chuckled quietly, "why you hiding, hm?"

You remained silent, arms gently holding his waist as he heard a sniffle.

"what wrong? are you crying?" he began to grow more concerned, he moved you both so he could actually be face to face. "what happened? did I hurt you?"

"no- no you didnt do anything" you wiped your eyes, "i just feel like im using you"

"what?" he frowned, eyes looking into yours, "you arent using me, I dont feel that way at all honey, why are you saying this?" he trailed his hand to grab yours, entwining your fingers together.

You shrug, "i dont know...I feel bad because I just woke you up to do this, and then yesterday I did it too when you were busy putting together that new table I ordered, and then I felt guilty about the fact I made you put the table together in the first place because im the stupid one who ordered it and I feel like im irritating you and I want you to know its okay to say no to me, my hormones are just really crazy right now and-"

"y/n" he stared at you, a soft yet slightly amused expression, "stop"

You sniffled again and swallowed

"You arent bothering me in the slightest, if you think sex is bothering me you are crazy" he softly giggled, "and I know you are probably feeling a lot of things right now and its okay, I wont ever make you feel guilty about that, its normal."

he squeezed your hands, continuing

"and the table was hard to put together anyways, you would have been super confused, we need to stop ordering from ikea" he smirked.

"but they have cute stuff" you countered as he handed you a tissue from the bedside counter.

"I know but so does other places, If we decide to order baby shit from Ikea I refuse to assemble them by myself" he teased

"i'll help" you smiled softly, leaning back onto his chest as he rubbed your back.

"love you" he whispered

"I love you too"

the room was silent for a moment before he helped you up, gently rubbing your sore thighs before grabbing more tissues so that you could wipe yourself, his cum dripping out of you.

"see, im not used to that" you giggled, "kinda feels gross not gonna lie"

"we dont have to do it raw, I can wear a condom if its too messy for you" he offered

"meh" you shrug, walking to the bathroom to pee, "it feels good its just the cleanup I hate, you know?"

He smiled and cleaned himself up before you came back out, opting to grab one of his shirts from the closet and sliding it on and getting back in bed with him.

He hummed contently, turning the light off again and squeezing you close to him.

"I think I want to do online classes" you softly spoke, head against his chest.

"hm? what was that?" his eyes were shut, arm draped over your waist.

"college classes, I think its good if I switch to taking them online at home next semester"

"because of the baby?"

you hum, "yeah but also just the stress...I already feel nauseous a lot and walking to classes and seeing my old friends makes me sick to my stomach."

"too much drama" he added, "no I think thats good sweetheart" he yawned

"yeah?" you fluttered your eyes closed, tiredness setting in

"mm...stay home with me, i'll take care of you" he whispered before holding you tight and falling asleep not too long before you do too.

This morning you sat on the bathroom floor, grabbing a facecloth and wiping your mouth after you felt sure enough that there was no more vomit coming up.

out of all the changes you had recently, you wish this one would disappear the most.

"hey, you alright?" taehyung gently whispered, knocking on the door

"im fine." you stood up and washed your face as you felt the door move, his body pushing through to get next to you.

"why didnt you wake me?" he spoke, hand on your back as you quickly began to apply makeup.

"because Ive ben dealing with it for a bit now, and I can handle it" you shrugged, eyeing him in the mirror.

Your tone of voice suggested you were in a mood again this morning, so taehyung simply nodded, choosing to leave you alone instead of arguing. "okay, baby"

He wants to think hes been doing okay recently, regarding taking care of you. Taehyung knows that sometimes you just are angry or pissed for no reason, and unfortunately he is often the one who takes some of it, but at the same time he knows its not your fault and you feel awful about it, so he decides on just agreeing with whatever you say or do.

when you do come out of the bathroom, you are fully dressed and ready to leave, "I have to go to a job interview" you smile shyly

"oh the daycare place?" he looks over at you while he makes the bed

"yeah...I usually see college girls working there so I dont see why they wouldnt hire me" you shrug, gathering your stuff.

"what time is it at?" he asks, eyes taking in how cute you look in your red puffy sleeved shirt and jeans.

"um..." you check your watch, "holy shit, I have to get over there in 10 minutes, I have to run, bye baby" you kiss him quickly and began to walk away, speaking fast "dont forget to do the laundry please, also wash yeontans bed as well, its begining to smell like dirty dog in the living room okay byeeee!" you shut the door and began to run to the elevator, leaving taehyung alone in the bedroom.

"well buddy, its just you and me, huh?" he smiled, looking down at the puppy as he wagged his tail happily. "wanna help daddy clean?" he picked him up as he walked into the laundry room, tossing the dirty clothes into the washing machine.

Yeontan took no interest in helping, but he was fascinated by the black sock on the floor that took him no time to run away with.

"hey!" taehyung shook his head as he poured detergent, "I thought this was teamwork, huh?"

"honestly, you seem like a great fit, I think you would get along with the main teacher nicely"

Your eyes widened at the daycare leaders words, smiling a bit "really? thank you, oh my god"

The older woman smiled, nodding "yes, youre young, nice from what I can tell, and you said you have experience with children?"

"yes! when I was in high school I volunteered with the pre-school kiddos, super cute and I loved doing it every week"

"perfect" she wrote something down, "and how far away do you live?"

"oh I live not too far, I walked here today and it took about 7 minutes"

"oh thats great! and how do you feel about hours? we are open monday-friday, 8am to 3pm"

You thought for a moment, "well I just finished up my semester in college for the year, but I will be taking classes again in the fall, so what I choose now may change" you giggle softly, "um, right now I think about 3 days a week will be good, I should probably mention that I am pregnant too"

She smiled widely, "oh my God, congratulations, youre so young?"

"thank you, and yeah I know" you shyly smile, "um but..yeah 3 days I think is good, my boyfriend is also getting a job so he will work on the days I dont"

She nodded, finishing writing things down, "if you dont mind me asking, how far along are you?"

"oh just about 3 months, so no maternity leave until like..October or September."

"okay okay.." she put her clipboard down and smiled, standing to shake your hand, "well, Y/N, you are hired, I think you will be amazing here"

"I seriously cannot thank you enough!" you shook her hand and collected the papers, reciprocating the gentle hug she gave you before handing over the shirt you will wear.

"I'll see you next week"

you nodded and thanked her again, turning to head home as fast as you could so you can tell taehyung.

juggling with everything in your arms, you manage to take your key out and open the door, calling out his name "tae!! Im home!!'

when he didnt respond you gently placed everything on the kitchen island and walked through the hall, "baby? you home?"

"in here"

you listened to his muffled voice coming from his bedroom, "you can come in" taehyung added

You twisted the handle and opened the door, eyes wide as you gazed around at the room. "taehyung....what is all this"

He sheepishly smiled, "I know its early, like, really early, but I wanted to start by clearing some stuff out" he walked over "this can be the nursery"

Your face softened, "baby...you didnt have to- what about your bed? where is all this stuff gonna go?"

"we can sell the bed, and the old desk, I never even sleep in here anymore and your room is the bigger one anyways, this is perfect for the baby"

You looked at everything on the walls now in boxes, the bed stripped and everything pushed into one corner of the room, "baby....thank you, but are you sure?" you whispered

He nodded, pointing at the other corner "i put some of the things we bought over there, we can just toss it all in this room until we actually begin to decorate. youre okay with me bringing some of my things into your room?"

You smile, "yeah honey, thats ok" you look up at him and hold his arm lovingly. "youre so sweet....the baby will probably be with us for the first few months, in our room, you know that right?"

"yeah, but still they need a place of their own" he shrugged, kissing your forehead. "how did the interview go?"

You giggle, pulling away to jump around, "I got the job, I start next week and im working Monday through Wednesday, it pays super well"

"baby!" he smiled and picked you up, spinning around a little "im so proud of you, I knew you would get it, they would be crazy not to hire you!!"

He kissed you a bunch of times, making you smile even wider. "I love you sweet girl, so much"

"I love you too, I love you soooo much" you kissed him back, gently swaying in his semi-empty bedroom.

"we are doing good so far, like if we just paid attention to us and the situation....things arent too bad" he shrugged

"I agree, lets just hope it stays that way" you press a soft kiss to his neck.

"oh and 2 things, one, my check from the art show finally came in, they gave me 3k"

"holy shit, tae"

"I know I know but I think its a good idea to put it aside for a bit, life isnt that pricey right now but we know things will change, so lets make it emergency money."

You nod, "okay thats fine, thats a lot of money though, god"

He chuckles, "I know, oh and the other thing" he walks and sits on his mattress. "I think we should go on our Paris trip soon....I know you were feeling iffy about it, but almost everything is paid for, it'll just be a little one week thing....one last big trip before-" he glances down at your stomach. "hotel is already paid, and the food is too if we eat there. only thing we need to pay for is things we decide to purchase, and transportation"

You sigh and sit next to him, "hmm....I dont know...I mean I wanna go to Paris soon too but I also told my mom we, or I, would be with her this summer in Gwangju, but now that I have a job it will just have to be a short visit. Besides I thought we booked the Paris trip for August."

He frowned slightly, "I mean the trip isnt really booked unless I call them, but I was just thinking maybe its better to have it sooner, so youre not like 6 months pregnant when we go, and that way you can relax for a week or so with your mom after."

"hmm" you ponder, resting your head on his shoulder. "lots of traveling, I hope my work doesnt get mad at me"

"yeah..."

"i mean....I guess we can try to go next month" you look at him, "but I would like to tell our parents before we go, because I think if I see my mom after she will definitely be able to tell if im 4 months pregnant"

He nods and kisses you gently, "okay baby, we will tell our families"

"dont worry...Im nervous too" you held his hand, eyes dragging to the small collection of baby things the two of you had bought.

"one way or another we will get through it."

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