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gladerscake · 3 years

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No One Better

(Gally x Reader)

Hope you have some time, because this one’s large and in charge (of the feels, that is). Huge thanks to all the lovely people who encourage me to keep writing. Enjoy!

A few beads of sweat rolled down your temple, your bottom lip beginning to sting from how hard you were biting down on it, your brows furrowed in intense concentration, all while you were struggling to finally saw through this one stupid chunk of wood. It was a particularly thick one - you’ve been at it for almost ten minutes, with frustratingly minimal results. The muscles of your right arm were positively aching, pleading for you to drop the shucking saw and just ask somebody for help.

However, your resolve was stronger than your protesting muscles. You could do this. You didn’t need help.

You gave yourself a minute to rest before drawing in a deep, determined breath, and getting right back to it. You couldn’t believe it - will all this effort, you’d only managed to saw through half of it, thus far. Gally always made it look so easy...

“Having a bit of trouble there, baby?”

Your mouth immediately curled in a little grin at the deep sound of his voice. Gally’s voice. As if on cue, just when you were beginning to think about him.

The Keeper of the Builders, who you now proudly called your boyfriend, seemed to have a sixth sense for those things. To anything that had to do with you, really.

It’s been a bit over a week, since you two had made the fateful transition from close friends to something much, much more thrilling. And even though it hasn’t been that long since the change of your relationship’s nature, you could say, without question or a shadow of a doubt, that you’ve never felt happier.

The way Gally treated you on the daily, with such gentleness, care, and endless affection, made your heart bloom with delight at his mere presence. You couldn’t say you had been shocked by his manner - he’s always been kind to you, since the moment you two have met. But seeing this side of him, the loving and warm side, the one nobody else but you got to see, was a gift in itself. You believed you were immensely lucky that Gally returned your feelings and wanted you by his side, and you couldn’t wish for someone better. To you, there was no one better - simple as that.

As of this moment, you chose to bite back a cheeky remark in response to Gally’s slightly teasing question. Instead, you straightened out your posture, allowing your grin to grow as you loosened your death-grip on the saw handle and turned to face him.

“Me? Not at all! What gave you that impression?” You chirped as Gally chuckled, deeply, taking a big step closer to you. His striking bluish-green eyes peered down at your delicate features, an amused grin playing at the corners of his mouth. God, you could never get used to how attractive he was to you...

“You’re kidding, right? I could hear your grunts all the way from the Deadheads.” He glanced at the saw in your hand, trailing his gaze to the chunk of wood and your underwhelming progress, and swiftly figured out what was causing his girl such distress.

You playfully rolled your eyes at his comment “Well, not everyone is a big hunk of muscle like you, my Keeper.”

Gally tried to control the blush he instantly knew was about to paint his cheeks. ‘My Keeper’. You’ve been calling him that often since you two became a couple, and he would be lying if he said he didn’t absolutely love it. It almost always distracted him from whatever he was doing or talking about, but he didn’t mind. He definitely didn’t want you to stop.

Nonetheless, he kept his composure and cleared his throat, grinning down at you “You flatter me, baby. But you’re not wrong.”

You released a light-hearted laugh as he quickly scooted behind you. “Here, let me help.”

You felt a familiar warmth spreading through your body and circling your abdomen as Gally reached around you, his powerful torso nearly pressing against your back, his calloused hand enclosing around your smaller fingers on the handle, in order to guide your movements. Your pulse was already beginning to quicken, your face gradually getting hotter, as you struggled to ignore the effect his closeness was having on you.

“T-Thanks...”

Gally pressed a sweet peck to your cheek as he tightened his grip “Mm-hm. Now, shoulder up...” He instructed, softly, his breath slightly tickling your ear. You did as told. “Yep, just like that. Now lock your elbow. Your arm’s a little wobbly - that’s why it’s taking so much out of you.” Again, you did as he said, doing your earnest to focus on the task at hand, and not on your boyfriend’s low, breathy voice in your ear, or the heat of his strong body, or the way his arms felt around you...

“Like that?” You inquired, timidly, glancing up at his freckled face.

“Exactly. Now, drag it back and forth, and don’t squeeze the handle too hard - you’re just wasting energy that way.”

You took a deep breath and proceeded sawing through the wood, with Gally’s help, as he kept a firm grip on your hand. To your surprise and relief, it really did feel a lot easier, now that you were no longer straining your muscles in all the wrong ways, and in a matter of minutes, the sawed-off piece fell to the ground with a soundly “thump”.

You let out a victorious laugh, causing Gally to chuckle at your reaction. He thought it was entirely too cute.

“Finally! I did it!” You beamed at your boyfriend as he pried the handle out of your hand, placing the saw on the work table before interlacing his fingers with your own.

“You sure did. Next time, if you’re struggling with something, just come get me, okay? There’s nothing wrong with asking for help.” He smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You closed your eyes, blissfully, giving him a short nod of agreement. “Fine, fine, if you insist...” You mumbled, the urge to kiss him coating your senses and pulling you closer into him. You didn’t fight it. Standing up on your tippy-toes, your linked your arms around his neck and leaned in, pressing your soft lips against his, your ears basking in Gally’s deep hum of satisfaction. His hands wasted no time gripping your waist as he kissed you deeper, his lips moving so seamlessly and tantalizingly against your own, your mind beginning to swim at the sensation.

Despite not wanting to break the kiss, the distant sounds of other gladers working and chattering forced you to stay aware of your surroundings as you reluctantly pulled away from Gally’s lips with a sweet final peck. The builder grinned, giving your waist a languid squeeze before delivering you a wink that almost made your knees buckle.

“As much as it kills me, I gotta get back to work, baby.” He feigned a sneer as you chuckled, nodding in compliance and unwinding your arms from around his neck. You stepped back, already missing his closeness and warmth.

“Same here. Meet you at dinner?”

“You’d better!” Gally smiled, genuinely, before turning on his heels and departing to his task of fixing the Med Hut’s leaky roof.

-later that day-

“Alright, boys, let’s wrap this up. We’ll get back to it first thing tomorrow.” Gally clapped a couple of his builders on their backs - his way of letting them know they had done a good job without actually having to say it. He wasn’t big on dishing out praise and compliments, unless it came to you.

“Whatever you say, boss!” Scott, one of his most capable builders, quipped as he climbed down from the roof, fist-bumping a couple of his friends while they stretched their sore muscles.

Gally huffed to himself before going to pick up his instruments, his tall form disappearing from the guys’ line of vision.

As soon as the Keeper appeared to be gone, Scott’s expression promptly melted from cool to sour, a hint of spite flashing through his eyes.

“Looks like someone’s in a hurry to get back to his girlfriend.” He deliberately over enunciated the last word, frowning, as if just the thought of it was too ridiculous to occur.

Another builder, Jack, cocked a questioning brow at his friend “Oh? Jealous much?”

Scott rolled his eyes in response “I just don’t get it! How did that even happen? Why him? She had like forty shanks to choose from, and she went for him?”

Jack had to snicker at the guy’s plain and obvious jealousy, the sight of it being thoroughly entertaining. “Hey, easy, man! Clearly she sees something we can’t. She’s made her choice - deal with it.”

“Yeah, but did she have to pick the ugliest one? I mean, honestly, if it were someone like Minho, or Ben, or hell, even Newt, I’d sort of get it, but...”

Gally scoffed, bitterly, rejecting the idea of listening to the rest of that lovely conversation. Did they really think he couldn’t hear them? He’s only been a few feet away this whole time, for shuck’s sake. His features darkened, his hands clenching into fists. He knew it was stupid to let something like that get to him - obviously it was nothing more than jealous ramblings of some dumb shank, who would most likely wet himself if he knew Gally had heard him.

Still, as much as he despised to admit it... It stung, hearing that. Mostly because, deep down, some obnoxiously self-deprecating part of him, agreed with Scott’s words.

Gally had never really given much thought to his looks. That is, until you came along. As his feelings for you grew, so did his insecurity. He knew he wasn’t conventionally “hot”. True, he was one of the tallest guys in the glade, and he assumed he had a nice body, thanks to his job as a builder, so he at least had that going for him. His face, however... Gally didn’t believe it was anything to be considered “handsome”. As opposed to you, who he thought was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever laid eyes on.

He hated this, hated feeling like he didn’t deserve you, hated knowing that you could probably do so much better than him, especially when you weren’t there to reassure him, to tell him otherwise and kiss away his every troubled thought.

Gally growled, internally, his jaw tensing and his knuckles turning white. No, he needed to snap out of it. What the hell? You wanted him. You chose him, you were with him, you were his. He couldn’t let his faith in your devotion to him crumble, just because some dumbass had opened his big resentful mouth.

With an exasperated grunt, Gally stalked off to meet you for dinner, as promised. He was sure that as soon he saw your face, he would forget all about what had just happened. He hoped gazing into your glimmering eyes would be enough to hush every last unwelcome thought. Yet, as hopeful as he was for that, the tension in his broad shoulders remained, as if something heavy was weighing down on him, with very little he could do about it.

-later-

Something deep within you was telling you something wasn’t right. You felt a nagging sting of worry pinching at your heart as you made your way back to Gally’s hut, that you and him now shared.

You couldn’t help but sense that Gally had seemed a bit... off, all throughout dinner. The soft smiles he’d sent your way didn’t reach his eyes. His usually bright bluish-green eyes had been tinged with an underlying bleakness, and you had no clue where it was coming from. You’d tried to ask him about it, but the only response you got was a mumbled “It’s nothing” and a hurried kiss on your cheek.

You didn’t like it. You knew Gally so well by now - you could tell when something was bothering him. You cared about him, deeply, and so, seeing him so obviously anxious about something and not telling you what it was, put you in a bothered state as well.

Whatever it was, you needed to get it out of him. Gally was your boyfriend, and a pretty amazing one at that. If there was anything at all that you could do to help him deal with what was plaguing mind, you would do it, over and over again, if you had to.

You pushed the door open and entered the hut, a loving smile curling your lips as your eyes fell upon Gally. The builder was sitting on the bed, busily scribbling something in his journal, his knit brows and slightly clenched jaw painting his face with a look of pure concentration. Probably sketching in some alterations for the Med Hut expansion. You released a muted giggle, thinking his expression was entirely cute.

Gally immediately looked up at the sound that escaped you, his smile reflecting your own, his deeply focused gaze softening the second it landed on you “Almost bed time, huh?”

“Yes, indeed.” You delivered a little grin as you shut the door behind you and approached him, your delicate hands landing on his shoulders with a pleasant squeeze “And you’re still not done working?” You eyed the journal in Gally’s hands.

He responded with a scratchy chuckle “Perks of being a keeper, baby - I’m never done.” He feigned a deep sigh that made you giggle once more, but nonetheless, placed the journal aside, wanting to give you his full attention.

The only instances where you two got to be truly alone with one another were early in the morning and right before bed, so Gally cherished these moments with you. He would spend every second of every day alone with you if he could, but for the time being, he’d take what ever little scraps of time he could get.

“Well, I’m here now, so... Maybe you’re done, after all?” You smiled, your hands kneading his shoulders in a relaxing manner, feeling his firm muscles slowly release built-up tension under your touch.

Gally grunted, deep in his throat, as his own hands took a hold of your waist, pulling you closer in a not-so subtle motion.

“I sure as hell am, now...” The deep, slightly raspy tone of his voice made you weak in ways you hadn’t imagined before, but you were far from complaining.

With a playful smirk, Gally suddenly fell back on the bed, and you yelped in surprise as with one simple, yet effective tug, he brought you down with, causing you to topple onto him.

“Gally!” You attempted to scold, lightly slapping his chest, but the laughter bubbling from within you, as well as the rising pink hue to your cheeks, let him know how you truly felt about it.

“Aww! Sorry, is this too much?” He asked, almost rhetorically, a cheeky glint dancing in his eyes.

The blush adorning your cheeks only grew as you gazed down at him in pure fascination. Sometimes you still couldn’t believe Gally was yours, that you got to see the side of him everyone else was blind to. You shook your head, leaning down to plant an amorous kiss on his plump lips, as he took no time melting into it with a low-pitched hum. His large hands, warm and eager, gripped your waist tighter as he shifted you both up the bed, until the back of his head almost knocked against the makeshift wooden frame. You whimpered, softly, against his mouth before breaking the kiss. You witnessed, with a tinge on satisfaction, that his freckle-littered cheeks were now even redder than your own, his breath escaping through his parted lips as he stared at you like you were something out of this world.

Gally felt like he could never get enough of you. Your closeness had his heart nearly beating out of his chest, and the intoxicating sensation of your lips on his sent him reeling with more need than he knew what to do with. However, as he gazed at you, taking in every detail of your breathtaking features, his mind involuntarily called back to his inner turmoil, a couple hours prior. The spark in his eyes dulled, the corner of his lips twitching with a barely-noticeable frown as he was pulled back into that loathsome state of self-doubt he’d tried so hard to fight against.

The rapid change in his expression, as minimal as it was, did not evade your notice. In a blink of an eye, your dream-like state morphed to concern as you reached up a hand to cup his warm cheek “Hey... Gally, what’s wrong?”

He huffed a light puff of air, tilting his head to nuzzle his face into your cupped hand, the small gesture nearly making you swoon.

“It’s nothing. Stupid. Don’t worry about it, baby.” Gally mumbled, the response identical to the one you’d received at dinner.

Well, that wasn’t going to be good enough this time. You frowned in sympathy “Yeah, that’s what you said earlier, too. I didn’t believe it then, and I don’t believe it now.”

Gally relinquished a hushed groan, evidently reluctant to share what was on his mind, but all you wanted was for him to know that there was nothing in the world he couldn’t talk to you about. You leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the exasperated crease on his forehead, momentarily feeling it smoothen out under your lips.

“Come on... please? I can’t go to sleep if I know something’s bothering you.”

Gally sighed, deeply, his intent gaze meeting your own, and once again you were met with the somber pool of dejection that you had been so quick to spot.

To say he was hesitant to discuss it would be an understatement, but the plea in your gaze and soft voice was impossible for him to ignore. There probably wasn’t a single thing you couldn’t get out of him.

With a defeated grunt, Gally reached a hand up to carefully thread his calloused fingers through your silky hair, his voice dipping an octave lower as he finally spoke “Sometimes it just doesn’t feel like I’m good enough for you, Y/N.”

Your breath hitched at the mere sound of those words leaving his mouth. You felt a ferocious urge to stop him right then and there, yet... you didn’t. No, you couldn’t interrupt. You asked for this, for his honesty, so now he was giving you exactly that. You had to let him finish.

“I mean... You could’ve had anyone. Absolutely shuckin’ anyone, but for a reason I still don’t fully understand, you’ve picked me.” Gally bit the inside of his cheek, his rough fingertips turning cold as he let the words fall from his mouth. “I know what people are thinking. ‘What the hell is an amazing, sweet, funny, beautiful girl like you, doing with one of the ugliest shanks here?’. And you know what? I hate it, but they’re not wrong.”

Every sentence shot an icy pain through your heart as you had to bite your bottom lip to physically restrain yourself from shutting him up. You couldn’t stand that Gally was so critical of himself, especially when you saw him as the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

“And please don’t take this the wrong way - I’m not doubting your... feelings for me, and I’m so lucky that they’re even there, it’s just...” He trailed off, briefly, wanting to choose his next words carefully. “It’s a bit of a struggle to understand. Because you deserve the best, and I’m... well, hardly that.”

A short pause. Finally, it sounded like he was finished, and now it was your time to let him know precisely how you felt about all of it.

With a preparatory intake of air, you cupped his face in both hands, making him look nowhere else but at you, your eyes shining with determined empathy. “Gally... I chose you, because it’s always been you. Forty shanks here, and not one of them ever made me feel even a fraction of what you make me feel. I can’t explain why, because it’s not something that has an explanation - I don’t have an alphabetised list of reasons why I fell for you! I just... did. Because of who you are - that’s everything about you. And I don’t know who you’re calling ‘ugly’, because it sure as hell isn’t my boyfriend.” You paused, watching his eyes as he stared at you, mesmerized, without blinking, his mouth falling slightly agape as you could practically hear his heartbeat drumming in his chest. “So... Yeah, I can confidently say, without question, that I’m pretty happy with what I chose.”

After a few seconds of wired silence, Gally finally broke out of his entranced stupor, his voice nearly quivering as he traced a finger down the soft curve of your jaw.

“And what is it, that you chose?”

His touch made the loving warmth within you spread like wildfire, soothing your throbbing heart and coaxing a delicate grin to etch your lips “The best.”

At that, Gally released a short, incredulous huff, but couldn’t find it in himself to question it any further. You were truly a gift to him, a gift he had no idea what he’d done to deserve. In that moment, all the worries he’d had were effectively silenced, pushed away into the farthest, deepest crevices of his mind, not to be heard from again in a long time, if ever. Not a minute more would be wasted caring about anyone else’s opinion on your relationship with him. The only one that mattered was yours, and that’s the one he would hold into, for as long as you’d allow it. For as long as you’d want him.

Gally’s muscular arms wrapped around your frame, pulling you into him, tightly and protectively, as he buried his face in your hair, trying to get you as close as humanly possible, and still feeling like it wasn’t enough.

You responded by nuzzling into the warm crook of his neck, your lips pressing the gentlest of kisses to his sun-kissed skin, the heat of his strong chest soaking into you and shrouding you in an impenetrable sense of comfort and love. His love. The type nothing else could compare to or dare to challenge.

“You know, the day you change your mind will definitely be the most devastating of my life...” Gally whispered, almost inaudibly, the consuming safety of his embrace clouding your senses.

All you could do was breathe a soft chuckle, holding onto him tighter as your lips murmured against his neck “I guess it’s a good thing that day isn’t coming.”

Because in your mind, with all the uncertainties and uneasiness that surrounded the glade, that was the one thing you didn’t have a single doubt about. It was him. Gally. And there was no one better.

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kpoptrashibnida · 3 years

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Enough Epilogue

A/N: Wow guys, here it is. I am so sorry for taking so long to update, but thank you for still being here and bearing with me. I just had a rough few weeks but I am better now. I’m not trying to make excuses for it but thank you for your patience. It really does mean everything to me. I hope you guys enjoy this epilogue that looks into Jaehyun and OC’s life. I’ll be honest I’m not sure if I like it that much but I didn’t want to delay posting it. As always, thoughts/comments/criticism is always welcome and encouraged! Thanks so much for being here and happy reading!

The warm sun entered the bedroom through the window, the curtains not doing a good job of blocking out the brightness from entering the room and assaulting your eyes.

Scrunching your eyes, you try to move away from the blinding light but you are pinned in place. The large arm around your torso is heavy and won’t let you move. As you become more conscious, you can feel the big, warm hand holding your breast and the soft breath tickling your hair. You smile at the feeling of your husband’s warm body enveloping you from behind, enjoying the embrace of Jaehyun’s favorite sleeping position. At first, you thought that him sleeping while holding your breast was weird, but he claimed it was comforting and not sexual. You got used to it pretty fast and it surprisingly soothed you.

Pushing back against Jaehyun’s body, you hear him let out a low grunt, his arms twitching as a sign of him waking up. You tried to push him back further on the bed but he halted your actions when he gripped you even harder around your waist.

“Baby, what are you doing?” His gruff, sleep-filled voice complains behind you.

“The sun is in my face. You know I hate waking up to sunrays attacking my eyes.” You complain, sticking your butt out again in an attempt to push him back.

Your actions were put on halt when he grabbed the underside of your knee, his grip firm. You felt his hard length against your lower back and your body became flush, a desperate want overcoming you.

“What are you doing?” You ask, even though you knew the answer. Your voice came out sultrier than you expected, his actions affecting you immediately.

“Baby you’re driving me crazy.” He whispers in your ear, shivers running down your spine. He did not move and you became impatient because of the pressure you felt in your core, your want becoming unbearable.

“Then do something about it.” You consent, driving your hips back into his. He groaned once again and lifted your leg further up, creating enough space for his length to slip through. He rocked his thick length against your dripping core, making you moan lewdly at the sensation.

“Stop teasing.” You whine, wanting Jaehyun to ravish you.

Before you could say anything else, Jaehyun slipped his full length into you, making you breathless at the full stretch. You didn’t need much prepping because you were so wet already, but the suddenness of his movements shocked you in the best way possible. The slight sting of the stretch felt delicious and it was all you needed to feel fully awake this morning. Jaehyun started a languid pace, his cock hitting deep within your walls, making you see stars. His hand lifted your knee slightly higher, changing the angle in which he thrusted into you. You moaned and pushed your hips back against him, gyrating them in order to have him fill you more.

“Baby if you keep that up, I’m not gonna last.” Jaehyun grunts, giving a hard thrust to emphasize his point. You moaned at the sensation but tried to not move as much, wanting him to last.

You let out a small yelp of surprise when Jaehyun slipped out of you and quickly flipped you on your back, his gorgeous face hovering above yours. He guided your thighs apart and aligned himself with your entrance, piercing gaze shooting a shudder down your spine.

He slipped in once again and you moaned in unison, the stretch a delicious feeling for you and your velvety walls an amazing feeling for him. He started a slow pace, wanting to enjoy the feeling of being inside of you. After a year of marriage, he could still not get enough of you and every time he made love to you it felt new and exciting. His heart thrummed rapidly in his chest as his eyes took in your facial expressions, love and pleasure visible in it.

“Faster.” You say, it came out extremely breathy and it made Jaehyun’s cock twitch inside of you.

“God, you’re perfect.” He grunts, accelerating his pace. His hips undulated in a rhythmic form and it made you see stars from the way he was hitting so deep inside you. Your hips started to move on their own, meeting his for every thrust. You were almost reaching your climax but you needed more and Jaehyun could tell. He moved one of his hands from your thigh and placed it on one of your breasts, kneading the soft flesh in his big hands. You moaned at the sensation and that spurred him on, bending his head down to suck your pert nipple into his mouth. A cry of pleasure left your lips before you could contain it, Jaehyun’s hips pistoning into you. He would go back and forth from sucking on your sensitive nipple to licking it, the mix of sensations making your pleasure go into overdrive. It was soon becoming too much for you, the delicious pressure on your lower belly threatening to unwind. Jaehyun could feel your walls spasm slightly and he knew you were close. Moving his other hand from your thigh, he moved it to your puffy clit and pressed hard circles against it.

“Oh! Oh fuck!” You shriek, the pleasure overwhelming you, your hips buckling wildly against his.

“Yes. Yes. Yes! Oh god baby, just like that! Don’t stop.” You half moan and half pant, the pleasure not allowing you to make a coherent sentence.

Jaehyun kept the same pace and ministrations, knowing exactly what to do to bring on your climax. After a few more tight circles on your clit and harsh sucking on your nipple, your vision went white. Your body started to convulse underneath Jaehyun and the sight of your glazed eyes, flush face and sexy ‘O’ shape of your mouth brought him closer to his end. Your moans were high pitched and sporadic, the intensity returning with every thrust of Jaehyun’s cock.

The lewd sound of your gushing sex and the way your velvety walls gripped Jaehyun’s length was sending him on, almost at his climax. He needed a little more and you needed him to finish because the overstimulation was starting to be painful. Deciding to help him reach his end, you start clenching hard against his cock, making his body jerk with pleasure.

“Oh shit! Yes baby, just like that! Oh, mhmhmm.” He moaned, the sound making another wave of arousal course through your body. You kept clenching around him, wanting to milk him of all he’s worth. After a couple more messy thrusts from him, he groaned into your ear and you felt his warm cum enter your pussy. Jaehyun kept moaning through his orgasm, his hips slowing down to a languid thrust, riding out his high. He finally stopped moving once his breathing had gone back to normal, collapsing on top of you while still keeping his cock inside.

He nestled his face against your chest, inhaling the sweet scent of your skin. He had his face pressed up against your breasts and he gave them a small lick, making you giggle at his playfulness. He smiled at the sweet sound and looked up at you from his position, enjoying the feeling of your fingers caressing his damp hair.

“Happy one year my love.” He says, his heart filling with an immeasurable amount of love that he couldn’t explain.

“Happy anniversary.” You say back, not believing that you were married to the love of your life for a year.

“We should probably go take a shower and start getting ready. We can’t spend our trip in bed having sex day in and day out.” He says, finally slipping out of your entrance.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind.” You tease with a wink, spreading your legs open for him to see the sexy mess between your thighs.

His dark eyes intensified at the glorious sight, a playful growl slipping past his lips. He quickly picked you up from the bed and threw you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing, a startled laugh escaping your lips.

“Put me down!” You complain, flailing your arms and legs as he made his way to the bathroom.

“Nope! You’re a naughty girl that needs to be punished.” He retorts jokingly, giving a firm slap on your buttcheek.

You yelped in surprise at the sudden sting on your skin but couldn’t help the thrill that went through your body at the anticipation of getting dirty as you clean up in the shower.

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The gentle breeze caressed your skin and you couldn’t help the smile that graced your face. You were so happy and you would not change this moment for anything in the world. You looked across the table to your husband and smiled at the sight of his beautiful face and how magical it looked with the sun kissing his skin. You were eating lunch at a cute beachside cafe but the view all around you was too distracting.

“You should stop staring and eat your food.” Jaehyun teases, noticing your eyes on him and half your food still intact.

“I feel full just watching you eat.” You say, placing your head on your hand as you kept observing your husband.

Jaehyun let out a loud laugh at your comment, making you smile at the sound. Not only was he the love of your life but he really became your best friend and you were so thankful to have him in your life forever. You did not like to even think about the fact that you almost lost him, because your life would not be the same.

After some more teasing from your husband, you decided to finish your food before it gets too cold, wanting to finish lunch so you could enjoy a stroll on the beach.

Walking along the shore, you enjoyed some peaceful quiet as you let the sound of the waves crashing invade your mind. You were in such emotional and mental peace, you did not want your vacation to end. Even though you and Jaehyun work at the same company, you work in different departments and that means that your schedules aren’t always the same. There are times when you go in before Jaehyun and he gets out after you; days when you are able to have lunch together are hard to come by and you’d be lying if you said that this first year of marriage hasn’t been hard because of that. Work kept the both of you busy during the work week and the weekends were filled with visiting each other’s parents, hanging out with Mina and Suho or just doing errands around the house. Quality alone time as a couple was hard to come by and it saddened you that that’s what your first year of marriage looked like. You did not want to keep this pace up so you drafted a plan in your head to speak with Namjoon about cutting back in your responsibilities or hours. You could almost cringe at the thought of that conversation but you know it needs to be done.

“I’m sad that we have to go back home tomorrow.” Jaehyun laments, his hand caressing your arm.

It was the last night you were going to be in Jeju Island, your vacation coming to an end. After dinner in the hotel’s restaurant, you both decided that spending your last night in bed making love was the best way to end your trip. Your naked and slightly sweaty bodies were tangled together under the sheets, your arm around his torso with your head resting on his chest. His breath was even and rhythmic and it made you feel at ease, calm. You wish you could spend every day like this with him but your perfect bliss was going to be interrupted once you went back to Seoul.

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“So, how was the vacation?” Mina asked, giving Minjun his cup with juice.

The two of you had made plans to meet for lunch once you came back from Jeju and you were happy to be there with your best friend and your nephew. Minjun had gotten so big and he was the cutest boy ever, gaining attention everywhere he went. It won’t be long until entertainment companies start to scout him because he would be the perfect baby model.

“It was good! We had good quality time together, so that’s nice. We did not want to come back.” You say, face wistful as you remember your time.

“Well I hope you can talk to your boss about working less. You work harder than anyone I know.” She says, eyeing the still tired bags under your eyes.

“I know, it’s gotten out of hand. I feel like I barely see Jaehyun and we work in the same place.” You say, unhappy with it all. When you were single and trying to forget how you had lost Jaehyun, you welcomed all the work and crazy hours. But your life was different now and that same workload was no longer welcomed.

“Yeah you definitely need to change that.” Mina agreed but decided that changing the subject would be better. “So, have you guys given any thoughts to having kids?” Mina asked the million dollar question.

“We haven’t discussed it. Mainly because we don’t have the time to talk about it. I know we both want kids but with our schedules right now, I don’t see it happening soon.” You explain, your heart aching for a mini Jaehyun.

“Understandable. Minjun needs a best friend, so you might want to hurry up.” She teased, making you laugh.

“Actually, I do have some news…” Mina trailed off, brown eyes looking right at you.

“What is it?” You asked, suddenly worried that something was wrong.

“I’m pregnant.” Mina said in a low voice, excitement lacing her words.

“Oh my god Mina! I’m so happy for you!” You exclaim, getting up from your chair to hug your best friend. “When did you find out?” You ask, grabbing Minjun from the stroller and placing him on your lap. He had gotten excited with the commotion of your excitement and decided he no longer wanted to be in his stroller.

“I had a doctor’s appointment a few days ago. I had been feeling off and I suspected that was the case. I just needed confirmation. I am actually almost done with my first trimester.” She explained, happiness radiating from her smiling face.

“That’s amazing! Minjun is going to have a sibling!” You cheer, playfully shaking the baby on your lap.

“I still want you to have a baby though.” She teases, knowing this isn’t the right time for you but still wishing that for you.

Today was one of those rare days when both you and Jaehyun got off at the same time and were able to go home together. Jaehyun and you were cooking dinner tonight since you rarely got to do it together. He was being extra cheesy and flirty, which was distracting but adorable at the same time.

“How was your date with Mina?” Jaehyun asks once you were sitting down and enjoying your meal.

“It was good! Good news too!” You say excitedly, remembering the great news your best friend gave you.

“Oh yeah? What is it?” He asks, excited to hear the news.

“Mina is pregnant again.” You say with a smile, anticipating his reaction.

“What? That’s amazing! I’m so happy for her and Suho.” He says sincerely, happiness evident in his eyes.

“Yeah, I’m excited for them too.” You say, digging back into your dinner.

Jaehyun was quiet as he eyed you for a few seconds and then he reached out to hold your hand. You looked up at him because of the sudden contact, smiling at him in slight confusion.

“I really want to have babies with you.” He said, warm eyes looking intently at you.

“I know babe, I want to have babies with you too but the timing is a little off right now.” You sigh, you barely had time for each other so bringing a baby into the equation was not the right move for now.

“I was thinking…” He starts, looking a little hesitant. “Maybe I should quit and look for another job. My good friend Doyoung owns an entertainment agency and he says he has a spot open in PR. It’s better hours and slightly better pay. I just want to be able to spend time with my wife.” He says. Giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

“Oh.” You were stunned at the news, you did not know that he was contemplating leaving the company. He’s been working here for such a long time, it almost felt weird that he was considering leaving.

“Are you sure that would be the better option? Have you talked to your supervisor about it? How far is it from here?” You question, wanting to make sure he wasn’t jumping to a hasty decision.

“I have talked to my department’s overseer and he didn’t really seem to want to work with me and give me better hours. Trust me, I’d rather work here with you but we are hardly spending any time together. Our marriage is my top priority, not my job.” He explained, the conviction evident in his voice. It warmed your heart to see how hard he was trying to get time off so he could be with you.

“Well, if it’s something you want to do, I support you one hundred percent. I’m going to speak to Namjoon and see if I can cut back on hours as well. I want to be home at a decent time.” You say, willing to put in some of the work too. You weren’t going to leave it all to Jaehyun.

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“Good morning. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Namjoon greeted as you entered his office.

“I’d like to speak to you about something.” You say, taking a seat in front of him.

“Oh. That sounds serious. You’re not quitting, are you?” Namjoon asks, slight panic noticeable in his voice.

“No, I’m not.” You chuckle, shaking your head. “I do, however, want to see about working less hours.” You say, figuring it was better to get right to it instead of beating around the bush.

“Oh okay. So like, less days or less working hours?” He asks for clarification, looking at something in his computer.

“Less hours is fine. I just want to make sure I’m home at a decent hour.” You say, hoping that it’s a possibility.

”Okay, I’ll look into it and let you know. May I ask why you’re trying to work less hours?” You smile at Namjoon’s curiosity but you can’t blame him. Most people want to work more to make more money, but your priorities are different now.

“Yes, well, Jaehyun and I want to have kids and we want to start trying.” You say, knowing that whatever you tell Namjoon in confidence, he will not say anything to anyone.

His gasp was almost comical and before you knew it he was out of his seat and right in front of you, ready to give you a hug.

“Congratulations! That makes me so happy.” He swayed you back and forth, happiness overwhelming him because he’s known you so long and he’s excited for the next step in your life.

You walked out of Namjoon’s office with lighter shoulders, happy to have had the conversation with him. You knew he had to work with higher ups in order to approve your hour reduction request, but the hardest part was over. He reacted better than you had initially thought but you were not complaining- you know Namjoon loves kids and he’d be excited for you.

“Noona, what’s the hot goss?” Jungkook asked, scaring you slightly because you did not see him coming.

“How many times have I told you not to sneak up on me?” You grit out, placing a hand on your chest in hopes it will slow down your erratic heart.

“Sorry.” He apologized sheepishly, toothy grin automatically vanishing your annoyance. “So? What’s the hot goss?” He repeats.

“Hot goss? What does that mean?” You ask, not understanding his youthful lingo.

“Hot gossip noona! Come on, you’re not that old, get with the times.” He rolled his eyes and expertly dodged the smack you almost delivered.

“There is no hot gossip, Kookie.” You lie, knowing he’s going to get annoyed and bug you until you tell him.

“Noona don’t lie to me! I can tell by your face! Your business face and hot goss face are different when you go into hyung’s office. Don’t be mean to me.” He whines, following into your office like a lost puppy.

“Okay fine,” You finally give in, sitting on your chair and signaling for him to close the door. “I just asked to get my hours reduced.” You say since it’s the truth.

“Oh.” He says dissatisfied, he can tell that’s not all but he doesn’t want to pry.

You giggle at the frown line on his forehead and decide to stop torturing the poor gossiping boy.

“Jaehyun and I want to start trying for a baby. So I need time off in order to do that.” You say, watching his eyes go wide like saucers.

“What! Noona! I’m so excited!!” He jumps up, launching himself in a hug and almost making your chair snap in two. “Oh my gosh I’m gonna be an uncle!” He gushes, crushing your body with his muscular build. He let out an audible gasp that confused you before what he said made you want to smack him hard. “Are you going to tell your kids that you made out with their uncle?” He asks scandalized, moving away at the precise second before your hand hits his back.

“Go work or something Jungkook.” You shoo him, unimpressed with his joke.

He laughs hysterically but decides to leave because he can’t risk getting hit by you.

After work you decided to do a little retail therapy since you had a very stressful work week. Jaehyun wasn’t getting home until late and you did not feel like being alone in your apartment. You were in desperate need of new boots for the winter and therefore you went to the best shopping mall in Seoul.

You smiled politely in greeting at the shop attendants that bowed respectfully as you entered the store. They offered their help if you needed it and they let you be when you told them you’d like to shop alone. You were walking with determination to the shoe section and you heard some of the shop attendants giggling and whispering. Thinking nothing of it, you make your way to the glorious shoe section, sighing contently at the beautiful sight.

At a distance you saw the most gorgeous pair of knee-high faux leather boots with a chunky heel and you beelined towards them, completely missing the person walking by you and accidentally bumping into them.

“Sorry.” You both said in unison and you look up at the familiar voice.

“Chanyeol?” You say. Surprised to see him out of nowhere. You haven't seen him in person for over a year now and it felt so odd.

“Hey! Sorry I almost tackled you to the ground.” He chuckles, waving off who you assumed was a bodyguard that started to make his way towards the two of you.

So there’s a high profile celebrity in the store, no wonder all the employees were excited.

“Now I know why all the shop attendants were giggling like school girls.” You tease, amused at the fact that you knew this man since before he was famous and he still seems the same.

“Yeah, it's… something.” He shrugs, sort of used to the attention he gets but it still seems crazy to him. “You look great. How have you been?” He asks, actually very happy to see you.

“I’ve been great! Just working, you know. I need a little retail therapy so here I am!” You say, motioning to the rows of shoes with your hand.

The movement made the light shine on your wedding ring and that caught Chanyeol’s eye, his gut twisting involuntarily for just a second.

“Is that a wedding ring I see?” He asks, hoping his voice sounded as light as he was hoping it did.

“Oh!” You say, forgetting that he most likely didn’t know you got married even though Sehun was invited to your wedding. “Yeah, we just celebrated our one year anniversary.” You say, a blissful smile gracing your lips.

“That’s incredible! Congratulations!” He says, opening his arms for a hug. You hesitated for a split second but went in anyway, knowing that whatever past contempt or hard feelings are nonexistent between the two of you. Even though you had a not so pleasant past with Chanyeol, you still cared for him as a person and maybe one day, as a friend. He let go of you pretty quickly but it was still long enough for some of the shop attendants to see the action and start whispering furiously about what they saw.

“Well, I gotta get going, but it was nice seeing you. Congratulations to you and Jaehyun, I’m very happy for the two of you.” He says, giving you a parting smile which you returned and watched him leave with his bodyguard.

You finally make your way to the boots you saw and are delighted that you are able to get the last pair in your size.

“Excuse me, sorry for the question but… do you know Loey?” The attendant helping you at the register asks, her shy voice barely above a whisper.

“Huh? Oh! Yes, I do. He’s a… long time friend and we have worked together as well.” You say with a smile, handing her your credit card with your left hand, wedding ring sparkling under the light.

“Oh, that’s so exciting that you’re friends with him!’ She says excitedly, ringing up your purchase and not so subtly staring at your wedding ring.

“That’s a gorgeous ring.” She smiles, most likely making the connection that nothing is going on with you and Chanyeol, thank god.

“Thank you.” With a polite smile you gather your belongings and go home, excited to see your husband.

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“Noona, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that Jaehyun is leaving the company. I feel so betrayed.” Jungkook whined as he barged into your office, shutting up the second he saw you were on the phone.

“Yes of course, I will email that to you right now. Okay, bye.” You say and hang up, giving Jungkook a death glare because you have told him time and time again to not barge in your office.

“To what do I owe the disruption today?” You ask, swiveling around to send out an important email.

“Why didn’t you tell me that Jaehyun is leaving the company?” Jungkook whines, feeling left out of the important information.

“Because it’s not my business to tell.” You deadpan, giving your attention back to your work.

You had not yet fully processed the fact that Jaehyun is leaving and you’re no longer working together. Even though your schedules have been crazy and seeing each other at work is not an often occurrence, just knowing that your husband is in the building is reassuring. You’re happy though, because he is going to be more available and so are you. Namjoon was able to approve your hour reduction request and it aligned perfectly with Jaehyun’s new job.

“There’s no secrets between us noona.” He complains again, almost getting under your skin but you could never truly be mad at Jungkook.

“It’s not a secret. It’s public knowledge now.” You tease, knowing how much he hates being in the dark about things.

“Whatever, you’re being difficult. I’m leaving.” He says, the sass too real.

“Good.” You chuckle, shaking your head at his childish grumbles, complaining about you no longer loving him.

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“Is he sad about leaving?” Mina asks, making faces at Minjun as she pushed the cart.

Mina had agreed to come grocery shopping with you after work. It was Jaehyun’s last day at the company and you want to make him his favorite dinner to celebrate the start of his new job.

“I don’t think so. He’s excited about the new job. It’ll be good for us. You say, grabbing the prettiest bunch of spinach you can find.

“Well I hope he likes the new job. It’ll be nice that you guys can spend more time together. Maybe now you can give my children a best friend or two, or five.” Mina says, laughing at your big rounded eyes at the number five.

“Yeah maybe two max.” You chuckle, damn well knowing you would never have five children.

“So are you going to have some nasty sex tonight?” She asks, winking. She knows exactly what to say to make you blush.

“You need to watch your language around Minjun.” You reprimand, making her laugh further.

“Yeah, yeah okay.” Mina rolls her eyes, loving your reaction.

You finished shopping with a much more light hearted and appropriate conversation, parting ways with Mina once you were all done. You went home and started to cook right away, making sure you were done by the time that Jaehyun got home.

“Oh yes baby, just like that.” You moan, reveling in the feeling of Jaehyun filling you up all the way. The stretch was delicious and the way he moved his hips was hitting your sweet spot.

“Oh yes, ngh, you’re so tight.” Jaehyun pants, shuddering at the way your wet velvety walls take him in and squeeze. He is panting loudly near your ear and the sounds he is making are pushing you towards the edge.

Jaehyun can tell that you’re close so he reaches down and presses tight circles to your clit, making you moan and the pleasure that overcomes you. You buck your hips wildly, breathless chants of encouragement leaving your lips. Jaehyun was making you feel so good and you could feel the coil in your lower belly get tighter, begging to be released. Jaehyun bends down and takes a nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting it, finally bringing you to your climax.

“Oh fuck!” You shriek, body shaking underneath Jaehyun, him still pistoning into you. His release was so close and your pleasure filled face was the perfect vizual he needed to make him reach his end. He moans your name, his hot breath fanning over your chest. He is about to pull out of you but you wrap your legs around his waist before he could move. He gives you a confused look, surprised by your action.

“I’m fertile today.” You explain, tightening your legs around him.

“Oh okay. I don’t mind staying like this for a bit.” He says, coming down to his elbows so he doesn’t crush you with his weight. He looks into your eyes lovingly and you feel butterflies in your stomach, amazed and thankful that you have him.

You thought that you would be grossed out at the feeling of your slick skin touching, but you didn’t mind it. You wrapped your arms around Jaehyun's shoulders and played with his soft hair, loving the comforting feeling.

“This feels nice.” He says, breaking the comfortable silence. You hum in agreement, hands still playing with his hair. “You should let me stay inside you more often.” He says and you playfully hit his arm, now understanding what he was referring to.

“Such a perv.” You tease, grimacing at the feel of Jaehyun pulling out of you.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” He says, scooping you up in his arms and taking you to the shower.

With Jaehyun’s new work schedule and your reduced hours, you were able to spend a lot more time together, which was great. Even though most of your free time was spent having a crazy amount of sex. It was fun and casual, not putting any pressure on trying to conceive, but just enjoying your time together and your bodies as well. Some days you would have dinner past ten at night because the second Jaehyun would get home, he would grab you and drag you to the bedroom for some intense hours of love making. You don't know if it was normal to desire him so much, but you could keep this up for longer and not tire of it. Your body was a little sore after the first three days, but you were not complaining, it was a good kind of sore. Jaehyun also wanted to take advantage of the fact that you were still alone and he would get creative at times and take you in the kitchen while you were trying to finish cooking dinner. Other times he would take you in the living room while your favorite drama played in the background, your moans and his grunts drowning out the noise. Shower sex was an often occurence because he claimed he wanted to shower with you so you could scrub his back, but he would inevitably turn it into an excuse to have sex there too. If anyone knew how much sex you were having, they probably would think you were crazy. But you couldn’t complain. Not when Jaehyun was so good at it.

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After a successful quarter and on-time performance with deadlines, Namjoon decided to take everyone out for lunch as a thank you for all the hard work. It was a great accomplishment for everyone and the atmosphere was great.

“Here noona, I’ll grill the meat for you.” Jungkook offered, cooking the pieces of meat the way you liked it.

“Thanks Kookie, so sweet.” You smile at him, taking a sip of your water.

“Are you not going to eat any of the side dishes?” Namjoon asks, eyeing you weirdly because you had barely touched any of the food.

“Yeah I will, I just feel a little weird.” You say, trying to control the sudden wave of nausea that hit you with the smell of the kimchi that was being passed around.

“Well if you don’t want to eat that, your meat is ready.” Jungkook nudges you, wrapping the piece of meat in a lettuce leaf and bringing it to your lips. You take it in and chew, the nausea coming back full force. You are able to keep the gagging down but you scared both Namjoon and Jungkook when you abruptly got up from your seat and practically ran to the bathroom.

You spit out the food into the toilet, painfully dry heaving because you barely had anything to eat all day but your body still wanted to empty itself out. You hover over the toilet seat until you finally feel your body relax and the heaving stops. You take a deep breath and rinse your mouth before going back to your group, hoping you didn’t attract too much attention to yourself.

“Hey, are you okay?” Jungkook asks concerned.

“Were you seriously waiting for me outside the ladies room?” You ask incredulously, embarrassed at the fact that perhaps he heard you gagging in there.

“Yeah, you ran out of there so fast, I wanted to make sure you were okay.” He says, walking back to you to your table.

“I’m fine, I just feel a little queasy. It’s probably because I haven’t been drinking enough water.” You say, hoping that he will drop it at that.

“Okay…” He says reluctantly, not entirely convinced.

You try to enjoy the rest of the lunch with your coworkers and thankfully you're able to hold down the grilled vegetables that Jungkook ordered for you since everything else was making your stomach upset.

Back in the office you tried to concentrate on your work but there was something that was bothering you a little. You have never felt that nauseous before in your life and you remember how Mina would tell you how nauseous she would get when she was pregnant with Minjun. You had sent one of the intern girls to the pharmacy down the street to get you a pregnancy test because you wanted to be sure.

“Ma’am, here is what you asked me to bring.” The intern, Heekyong, whispered as she entered your office, leaving the brown paper bag on your desk along with your change.

“Thank you.” You smile at her, waiting for her to leave so you can open the packaging and sneak the test into the bathroom.

Those were the longest three minutes in your life, waiting to see what the stick would read.

‘Why is my heart beating so fast?’ You thought, your hands shaking as you wiped your face. ‘Jaehyun and I want a baby, so this would be good.’ You say to yourself, flexing your fingers in an attempt to control your shaking. You jumped at the sound of your timer going off, indicating that three minutes have passed. Taking a deep breath, you look at the test and gasp when you see the bold words: Pregnant.

Your eyes welled up with tears and you had to fight the urge to call Jaehyun and Mina to tell them the news. You knew false positives were a thing and you didn’t want to get anyone excited and then have it be incorrect.

“Hello, I'd like to make an appointment with Dr. Lee.” You say to the medical receptionist. “For a pregnancy test. Yes that’s fine, I can do that. Thank you.” You hang up and roll the pregnancy test in a bunch of toilet paper, hurriedly washing your hands and going to your office,

“Hey Namjoon, I made a doctors appointment because I don’t feel well. It’s in an hour, is that fine?” You ask into the phone, already knowing the answer.

“Yes that’s fine. You did look a little pale at lunch. Take the rest of the day off, don’t worry.” Namjoon says, you can hear the concern in his voice.

“Thank you.” You say, feeling emotional all of a sudden.

You hang up and send out one last email before shutting down your station for the day and heading out.

‘Hey noona, I stopped by to see if you were okay.” Jungkook says, walking up to you as you’re closing your office door behind you.

“Not too hot Kookie, I’m taking the rest of the day off and going to the doctor.” You say, but omitting a huge fact.

“Are you able to go alone? Need me to accompany you?” He asks and you feel bad that he’s concerned about you.

“It’s okay Kook, I can go alone.” You say and pat his shoulder, ordering a cab right away so you don’t have to wait.

“Okay, text me if you need anything.” He says as he watches you enter the elevator.

Once inside the cab, you feel very nervous even though you’re excited. You were already excited and you really hoped that wasn’t a false positive.

You arrived at the clinic and checked in, immediately being taken to your private room to wait for Dr. Lee.

“Mrs. Jung, good to see you.” She greets, entering your room.

“You too Dr. Lee.” You say, giving her a nervous smile.

“So I see that you’re here for a pregnancy test?” She asks, eyeing your chart. “Yes that’s right.” You answer, fidgeting in your seat.

“Okay, let me get the supplies and we shall get it done.” She says and gathers a butterfly needle and some test tubes. She printed your information and stuck it onto the tubes.

“Okay Mrs. Jung, I’ll take these to the lab and I’ll be back shortly.” She says, placing a bandage on the spot she drew blood from your hand.

You didn’t realize you dozed off until the sound of the door opening startled you awake. You quickly wiped your mouth in case any drool escaped and you sat up, your heart hummering all of a sudden.

“Sorry that took kind of long. But I have your test results. Congratulations Mrs. Jung, you are pregnant. You are about two weeks along and you’ll be due approximately July 10th.” Dr. Lee says, handing you a prescription for some prenatals.

“Thank you.” You say breathlessly, accepting the prescription.

You walked back home almost in a trance, excited about this new chapter in your life with the man you love. It almost felt surreal but it made sense since you and Jaehyun had been going at it like a pair of bunnies in heat. You knew getting pregnant was a possibility but you didn’t think it would happen that fast. Your eyes welled with happy tears, feeling blessed because your little family is growing. You finally get home and you take a quick shower, changing into a cute outfit and preparing a delicious dinner for your husband.

“Honey, I’m home!” Jaehyun exclaimed cheesily, entering the kitchen after taking off his suit jacket. “Oh my gosh, it smells delicious in here. Someone has been busy.” He says, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, head on your shoulder.

“Hi.” He whispers, giving your neck a sweet kiss.

“Hello my love.” You say, moving your head just enough to reach his lips for a chaste kiss.

“You look beautiful.” Jaehyun comments, noticing your pretty outfit. It was different to your usual after-work lounge wear, but he didn’t mind. In his eyes, you looked beautiful in anything.

“Thanks.” You say with a smile, finishing up the food and turning the stove burner off.

“What’s that?” Jaehyun asks, finally noticing the small gift box on the middle of the table.

“That’s for you.” You say, watching his confused face.

“It’s not my birthday or anything.” He says, walking cautiously towards the box.

You laugh at his silly antics and urge him to open it.

He gingerly grabs it and undoes the bow, slowly opening the box. He was still and quiet for what felt like an eternity even though it was less than a minute. He stared intently to the contents of the box before he looked up at you, eyes a little watery.

“Are you pregnant?” He asks in a whisper, afraid that if he speaks louder he will wake up from this dream.

“Yes.” You answer, chuckling at his reaction. “I went to the doctor to confirm.” You say, hoping he’s not going into shock.

“Oh my god, babe! You’re pregnant!” He finally exclaims, placing the box on the table and rushing towards you, carefully picking you up and spinning you, his gleeful laugh filling up the kitchen.

“I’m going to be a dad!” He says incredulously, his brain still wrapping around the fact that you’re pregnant.

“Babe, thank you! I love you so much! I love our baby so much!” He exclaims, peppering your face with kisses and jumping excitedly.

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