Always better with a plus one - we're having a baby!

Summary:

Taehyung’s eyes look like saucers with how wide it is. His mouth is gaping and his face is red as he looks at Jungkook and the stick alternatively. “This.. yours?” Jungkook nods. “Pregnant?” Another nod again.

The omega doesn’t have time to even form a sentence when Taehyung attacks him and pulls him into a deep crashing bone hug. He feels like air has been knocked out on his body as Taehyung lifts him to the ground and spins around, all while still carrying Jungkook and chanting how he's going to be a dad-- finally.

or Taehyung and Jungkook welcomes their unplanned baby wholeheartedly.

Two positive red lines..

Jungkook blinks his eyes rapidly as he stares at the two red lines that starts from being blurry until it's blaring red that Jungkook almost feels like he's getting deaf by just looking at a fucking colored lines.

His mind is getting dizzy and his throat feels so dry.

Jungkook is sitting on the tile floor of their restroom, but he doesn't even mind the coldness of it because all he could feel is the sweat and uncomfortable heat seeping through his body as time passes by.

He hastily pulled the box– the 10th and probably the last box of pregnancy kit that he bought earlier literally after he stepped out of his owned floral shop– and read the instructions and manual carefully, but just like what it said for the first nine sticks.

Positive .

He visibly sees how his hands shake when he places the stick on the nine out of ten pregnancy sticks, he just used. It's from three different brands, but it all screams the same result.

He's fucking pregnant.

Jungkook is pregnant.

Jungkook let out a shaky breath when it finally registered to him. His heart feels like exploding and his mind can't stop thinking and asking why, when and how he got pregnant as he continues to stare at the pregnancy test sticks that are all lined up in front of him.

Jungkook's mind can’t stop recalling the past few weeks where he suddenly felt dizzy, nauseated and sleepy, but he just shrugged it all off, thinking that he's just tired with all the work he had done because it's the peak season of his business.

It never occurs to Jungkook that those symptoms are all related to him being pregnant, because he never really pays it any attention. Not until today, when he felt like there's really something wrong– or off . He grew up with a sensitive smell, and of course, he also grew up being associated and inclined to his own scent. So when he got a whiff of faint milk scent mixed with his own floral scent, that's when it finally hits him, and that's when Jungkook finally decides to fucking buy ten different brands of pregnancy kit.

Jungkook breathe out slowly to calm himself down. His mind is reeling from the sudden information, and he shouldn't have asked himself how and when it happened, because seriously, him and his husband Taehyung got a lot of mischief all over their body, always experimenting, basically, their love making has always been adventurous.

And Jungkook remembered how he always forgot to take his birth control pills for the past few months, and how Taehyung and him never really enjoyed or tried making love wearing a condom since they eloped.

Oh. I didn't take a pill when I was in heat last last time.

Wait – when is Jungkook's last heat? As far as he can remember, he should have gotten his heat four weeks ago? The same time with Taehyung's rut (because living together made their heats and ruts get in sync) but no, he didn't, what he got for the past weeks were symptoms that he ignored, both of them ignored , thinking that Jungkook's heat is just late.

So, this is really bound to happen– it's just that, it's so unplanned and unexpected that's why he felt this way. Jungkook’s literally going crazy with new found flowing emotions. It feels like when it finally occurred to him that he has another growing body inside him, his parent and omega instinct abruptly kicking in that he could almost feel the heartbeat of their child (which is absurd) and the dire urge to protect himself from any harm.

Jungkook walks back inside their bedroom and flop himself on their soft bed. He stares at the ten sticks that his hands are barely grasping before he thinks of a way to tell his husband, Taehyung, that they are finally having a baby.

It may be unplanned, but Jungkook and Taehyung have always wanted to have a child since they got married. So there's really nothing to be worried about because he knows, Jungkook knows, that Taehyung will accept the unexpected news and their child fully.

For the meantime, he needs to pull up himself and think of a way on how he will share this to his husband.

Taehyung comes home exactly when Jungkook was just about to finish preparing their dinner. He's currently in the kitchen and just setting their table when he smells the faint scent of his alpha.

Taehyung is always wearing a scent blocker because of his work, but there's no such thing for Jungkook and his sensitive nose because no matter what scent blocker his mate used, he will always faintly smell his scent.

The light smell of petrichor calms Jungkook down instantly and he doesn’t even flinch when he feels Taehyung's strong arms hugging his waist from the back. He relaxes from his mate's hold and lets his back lean gently on Taehyung's hard chest.

Jungkook instinctively bares his neck and closes his eyes when he feels Taehyung's lips grazing on the expanse of his nape. He waits until finally, Taehyung's nosedive deep down on his scent gland and mating bite, nosing and scenting him thoroughly which make Jungkook's knees wobble and eyes hazy when he opens it.

“Missed you, baby.”

Jungkook shivers and holds Taehyung's arms that were wrapped around his waist. They've been married for two years, a couple and mated for 5, but Taehyung still has so much effect on him. Taehyung never fails to make him giddy and treats him like they are still on a courting and honeymoon stage all together for the past years, and Jungkook just can’t help but fall in love with him with each passing day.

The arms on his waist loosen as Jungkook tries to rotate and shift on his spot until he's facing his hyung. Jungkook looks up and smiles, hands automatically holding the older’s cheeks and pulling it close to him.

“I missed you more,” he whispers before tiptoeing and pecking Taehyung's lips. “Missed you so much, love.” Jungkook adds and continues on kissing Taehyung's lips that just made the older groan, his lover tightens his arms on Jungkook's waist and pulls him closer, that he practically feels his feet leave the cold floor which makes him giggle between the kisses. “Calm down, big boy.”

Taehyung playfully bites Jungkook's lips before gently putting him down, but they still don't move apart from each other.

“Say that to yourself.” Taehyung replies, face diving back down to Jungkook's neck and loudly inhaling his scent. “God. You've always smelled so addicting, but why does it heightened now– I can't pinpoint it, but I feel like there's something with your smell, baby.”

Jungkook's heart nearly drops on his stomach when Taehyung mumbles those words on his scent gland. The elder continues on inhaling his scent and peppering Jungkook's neck with light kisses, completely oblivious to the turmoil in Jungkook's head.

He hasn't thought of a way to tell the news to Taehyung. Jungkook wants to tell him now but he also wants it to be special and extra– plus he still needs a lot of courage.

The omega laughs nervously and slightly pushes Taehyung away, “Hyungie, stop. Let's eat now.” Jungkook says, ignoring his loud beating heart.

They both sit down, but Taehyung didn’t let go of him so instead of Jungkook sitting on his own chair that is parallel to Taehyung's, he is now sitting on Taehyung's lap. It's really not a new thing to the both of them. Taehyung's just so clingy all the time, not as clingy as Jungkook , but still clingy.

“How was your work, hyung?” Jungkook asks while he gets comfortable sitting on Taehyung's lap. “You've worked overtime today, and yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day before and bef–”

“Pup, yeah, yeah, I know. If you keep saying that, you'll not finish it any time soon.” Taehyung chortles and pulls Jungkook's plate towards them. Jungkook decides to pick up his own chopsticks but Taehyung beats him to it. “Wanna feed you.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes, “Hyung, why are you so obsessed with me?” He teases, eyes twinkling with so much love and admiration contrary to his bratty tone. Jungkook moves on Taehyung's lap and faces him, “You baby me too much.”

“Because you're my baby, brat.” Taehyung answers, eyes rolling as well and before Jungkook could counter anything, there's food that was being fed to him.

Taehyung continues feeding Jungkook and himself. His giggles resonate in the kitchen as Taehyung told him a story about what happened earlier at his work. The large palm of his mate is resting on his stomach, he could feel how warm it is even on the outside of his shirt– Taehyung's shirt that he is wearing.

And Jungkook enjoys the attention so much that he forgets what he was overthinking for the past few hours when they start being in their own world.

They talk about what happened with their days and share everything that made them laugh in their respective work. Jungkook is a florist, he owns three different branches that are located in Seoul, Daegu and Busan. He managed all three stores but he’s more hands-on at his shop here in Seoul because it’s where he’s near and it’s his first baby. Taehyung, on the other hand, is an OB/GYN doctor in the biggest hospital in Seo–

Oh.

Oh.

Taehyung is a doctor. And to top it all, an obstetrician gynecologist. He is a fucking doctor, why did Jungkook even forget about it? He’s so busy thinking about how he will tell his husband about the news and how he will surprise Taehyung about it, when all along, his husband is the answer to all of it.

As Jungkook questions himself about that, his mind works smoothly as it patches a plan on how to tell Taehyung that they are having a baby, all while still listening to his husband rambles about his work and watching him animatedly talk.

The whole night, it's the only thing that he has been thinking. Tomorrow is Friday, and that's the last day of Taehyung working in the hospital. He'll be free the whole weekend and Jungkook doesn't know if he could hide this thing to Taehyung any longer– so yeah, tomorrow, he'll tell his husband about their new found blessing.

Before Jungkook closes his eyes to sleep, he finally has a plan.

Jungkook smiles and snuggle closer to Taehyung's neck who pulls him more until he's practically laying on top of the older. But that just made their position more comfortable as within seconds, Jungkook finds himself drifting to sleep.

****

Jungkook nervously fiddles with the hem of his oversized sweater. His name is about to be called by the nurse that's assisting his husband right now.

Jungkook makes sure to pick up the time where he knows he'll be the last patient of his husband. That's why he's the only one sitting on a long steel bench who's occupied by people earlier but because he's the last patient, he's also the only one who was left alone in the bench.

He knows his husband's schedule but it's always so unpredictable, especially the older is working as one of the specialists in the biggest hospital in Korea. His schedule is always packed and he's almost living inside the delivery and surgery room.

“Mr. Kim-Jeon Jungkook?”

Jungkook stands up. His hand automatically reaches down on his still sturdy stomach. He smiles at the nurse who he thinks is new because it doesn't recognize him, not that they should. It's been months since he last visited his husband, maybe that's why some faces aren't familiar to him.

Jungkook enters Taehyung's own office in the hospital. The nurse assists him gently and tells him to just sit and wait until Taehyung arrives. He wants to ask where his husband is but he just shut his mouth and proceeds to walk towards the chair that's in front of Taehyung's table.

Taehyung's working space is just the common space of any doctor in the hospital. One table that has a computer, a reclining chair, hospital bed and some medicine supplies and basic equipment on the side and cabinets.

His hyung has always loved medicine, he was there when Taehyung decided to take his chosen residency. It was actually between pedia and this, ob/gyne.

He doesn't wait any longer because after five minutes of waiting, Taehyung finally walks inside the office. Jungkook arches his brow and watches his husband walk without even lifting his head, his eyes focus on the clipboard that he's holding. He looks so tired and Jungkook wants nothing but to cradle and soothe his husband.

“Hm, good afternoon. Sorry for makin– what the fuck?”

“Oh. Is that how you greet your patients?” Jungkook asks, stopping himself from laughing because of how shocked Taehyung is. His husband's jaw literally falls off as he stares at Jungkook with wide eyes. “Doctor Kim, hello? You're creep–”

“Baby, what the fuck.” Taehyung exhales. The older walk towards him fastly and kneel in front of him that makes them face to face with each other. He still has this shock expression written all over his face but as the second passes by, it's turning into much concern and confusion. ”Baby, why? Why are you here? Is there something wrong?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook answers, still stopping himself from laughing because his husband’s face looks really epic right now. “Why don’t you ask me what’s wrong like a good doctor that you are instead of being all over me?”

“Love–”

“ Doctor Kim ,”

Taehyung still seems so confused but still does what his husband says. He stands up hesitantly, he looks like he’s about to talk to Jungkook while still standing in front of him but one stern look from the omega and the alpha is scrambling back to sit properly on his chair.

Jungkook watches his husband take a deep breath and calm himself, while he still schools his features as if he’s not battling with his inner emotions that are currently all so wild inside him.

“So Mr. Kim-Jeon Jungkook? Is that right?”

“Yeah, that’s right doctor Kim.”

“Can you please tell me why you’re here? As I can see, you’re perfectly healthy, and your records scream perfectly fine.”

“Why are you concluding already, Doc? Aren’t you supposed to check me first before saying things like that?” Jungkook asks sassily.

Taehyung stutters. His eyes go wide and his mouth gape like a fish before he bursts into fits of giggles. The doctor shakes his head and smiles widely at Jungkook, “God. I would never win over you.” He says fondness seeping in his words as he looks gingerly at Jungkook who smiles lovingly at him. Taehyung then morphs his face back into seriousness and nods his head. “Hmm. You didn’t answer my question, why are you here again?”

“Ah, yes. I–” Jungkook swallows. He feels his throat dry as he starts talking and senses the heaviness of this situation. He refuses to look at Taehyung and continues, “I missed my heat– and before you say something, yes, it’s quite normal, but not for me. I’ve had my heats regularly and it’s the first time I missed it– I’m not done talking yet.” He says when he sees Taehyung were about to open his mouth. He swallows once again and finally looks at his lover. “And it’s just not that, I sometimes feel nauseous, tired even without doing anything and most importantly, I always feel so so sleepy.”

Taehyung must have caught his distress amidst wearing a scent blocker that’s why the alpha releases a faint smell of comforting scent that Jungkook easily picks up. He inhales deeply and lets the vague scent linger on his nose before exhaling shakily. He smiles at Taehyung, silently thanking him, but his lover’s face schools into something he cannot decipher.

His eyes are full of questions and Taehyung looks like he’s one breath away from asking Jungkook what the hell is happening so before his man voice his concern out, Jungkook speaks, “So... what is it, Doc? What do you think is happening to me?”

“When did all these symptoms start happening?”

“Three weeks ago, and I should’ve gotten my heat four weeks ago.” The same day as your rut, he wants to add but he still enjoys watching his husband's concerned face.

“Nausea, sleepiness, tired even without doing anything.. Bab– Mr. Kim-Jeon, I think we need to run some tests to know if there’s really something wrong, I’ll just call the nurse and asks some resident about this as we–”

Before Taehyung can step outside his office, Jungkook exclaims. “Babe! Calm down, oh my God!”

“What do you mean calm down? You've been feeling something like that for quite a while now and I didn’t even know it– how would I possibly calm down at that?” Taehyung utters, looking so bewildered, his voice breaking and before those tears on his tear ducts drop, Jungkook stops his act and laughs. “You’re laughing? You think this is funny? Jung–”

“You buffoon.” He huffs, fondness exuding in his body as he stares lovingly at his alpha. Jungkook shakes his head and pulls the zip lock from his bag that contains the ten pregnancy sticks that he used. “Here.”

Without saying anything, Taehyung slowly accepts it, or Jungkook just dramatically thought that, just cause he’s so fucking nervous he feels like everything around him is in slow motion. Jungkook carefully watches Taehyung's face as he opens the zip lock, his husband looks at him with questioning eyes, but he just nods his head to tell him to continue opening it.

Taehyung frowns, his thick eyebrows almost knocking with each other with how much his forehead creases. He looks questionably at Jungkook who just bites his lower lip and fiddles with his husband’s white gown nervously.

“What is...” The older take one stick from the bag, and it doesn't take too long before Taehyung finally, finally gets it.

Taehyung’s eyes look like saucers with how wide it is. His mouth is gaping, and his face is red as he looks at Jungkook and the stick alternatively. “This... yours?” Jungkook nods. “Pregnant?” Another nod again.

The omega doesn’t have time to even form a sentence when Taehyung attacks him and pulls him into a deep crashing bone hug. He feels like air has been knocked out on his body as Taehyung lifts him to the ground and spins around, all while still carrying Jungkook and chanting how he's going to be a dad-- finally.

“What the... Taehyung! Oh my God!” Jungkook cries out, but Taehyung still continues spinning the two of them until they are both giggling and laughing their hearts out. Once the older is done, he gently puts Jungkook down and doesn’t even let the younger speak up because he attacks him again but this time, by kissing.

Jungkook whines, arms automatically finding its way on the older’s neck and pulling him closer. He can practically feel Taehyung’s immense happiness by how his husband’s lips move. The kiss is just basically full of teeth cause both of them can’t stop smiling and giggling in the middle of kissing.

“I’m going to be a dad.” Taehyung whispers after backing away slightly, so slightly that their foreheads are resting with each other.

Jungkook nods, he feels like crying when he hears how elated Taehyung had said those phrases. His nervousness easily dissipates as he moves away and looks up at his alpha whose eyes are shining and gleaming with unshed tears. He never imagined that Taehyung would react this way, he knows his husband will be happy but this– his reaction– it's priceless.

Jungkook wants nothing but to engrave it in his mind, but he never really needs to do it because he knows to himself that he will never forget this moment. Ever.

They stare some more with each other before Taehyung pulls himself away and walks back towards his reclining chair. Jungkook’s brow arch as he watches him sit comfortably on his chair while he was left standing in front of Taehyung’s table.

“We’re not done yet, please sit down.”

It was Jungkook’s time to gape, “What?”

“Sit down, Mr. Kim. I need to talk to you about what you should do and shouldn’t do in pregnancy.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything and just sits down. His face flushes with how deep and serious Taehyung looks at him but he manages to school his face back into seriousness just so he could ride his husband’s trip.

And he needs it as well. His husband is a great doctor, so it’s just perfect to hear–

“So, because you’re pregnant, your hormones will play with your emotions, and you’ll crave some foods that are out of this world– please be kind to your husband.”

“Hyung!”

Taehyung shakes his head and continues talking, “And your chest will get bigger in your second trimester, but I suggest you use these devices to support it.”

Jungkook levels a deadpan stare at his husband and answers, “That’s just your hands.” As he looks at his husband's big hands spread in the air. And Taehyung really has a thick face to act shock and giggle.

“Ah yeah, the most perfect device to help my pregnant omega.”

****

Days pass by quickly. Jungkook thought that nothing will really change that much once he’s pregnant, but he’s proven wrong.

Everything fucking changes. Even the smallest thing in him changes, his mood changes, eating habits, body, and mind. He’s happy that he’s pregnant, elated even more, but these changes are giving him– and Taehyung– a whipsplash. They’re both not ready enough for this.

Especially now that he’s in his first semester. Every person that he asked answered that the first semester is the hardest part of pregnancy, and he couldn’t agree more. It feels like he’s experiencing something out of this world every time he wakes up every morning just to fucking vomit.

Just like right now.

“Baby, my baby. I'm sorry. You're doing great–”

“Fuck off.” He whispers, voice is hoarse. Day isn't even starting yet but he feels so tired already.

Jungkook whisk Taehyung's hands away from his back and shoulder and stands up from the cold tiled floor without his help. He walks towards their sink and washes his face, Jungkook sees in the mirror that Taehyung was about to help him again, but Jungkook just growls which shocks the older.

“Yep. I'm going to fuck off.” Taehyung answers and slightly backs off, his hands are still guarding in case Jungkook falls or whatsoever.

The omega immediately feels guilty about what he did. He looks at his husband's reflection through the mirror and instantly tears up when he sees Taehyung fond and understanding smile. The man is nodding at him understandingly like Jungkook didn't just give him a hard time all night.

Taehyung's still wearing his working clothes. He actually went home early last night; he has been going home so early just to tend to Jungkook. And Jungkook was feeling a little under the weather last night, or just really grumpy and moody that he didn't even let the older change his clothes and just asked him to go get the omega his favorite pancake that was only cooked and sold only in the morning.

Thankfully, Taehyung knows the house of the granny who sells it in front of Jungkook's flower shop. But that was almost 2 hours away, that's why hours later Taehyung came back with a bag full of pancakes. Instead of happy Jungkookie, what welcomed Taehyung was an angry and much more bad mood Jungkookie who made Taehyung sleep outside their room.

And Jungkook should've known by now that Taehyung can't sleep without hugging Jungkook, that's why he knows why the older look so tired and sleepy right now.

Jungkook's heart aches and lets his tears fall down on his flushed cheeks when he realises how badly he treated his husband. He stands up properly and looks up at Taehyung who's cooing at him in an instant, shushing and comforting him with his hugs and kisses all over the omega's face.

“'m sorry,” he sobs, hands clutching Taehyung's dress shirt tightly. “I’m sorry, love. I’m the wo–”

“Nope, don’t you dare finish that, baby.” Taehyung warns, hands instinctively kneading Jungkook’s hips. “It’s normal for a pregnant person to feel all of that, it’s normal for you. You don’t need to apologize.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything and just sniffs cutely. He buries his face deeper on Taehyung’s scent gland, inhaling his alpha’s calming scent. He’s so comfortable where he is that the omega doesn't even realize that Taehyung has carried him already, his feet leaving the cold tile floor and when he feels himself floating, he squeaks.

“Hyung!”

“I’ll just put you back on our be– nest. Woah, what a perfectly made nest, my love.”

“Did that last night ‘cause I can’t sleep,” he mumbles shyly, eyes peeking under his fringes as Taehyung put him down gently on his almost perfectly made nest, almost because Taehyung’s missing inside it. “Join me?”

“Can I?”

Jungkook's heart squeezes painfully inside him when he hears Taehyung's gleeful voice, the tiredness on his face switches into excitement.

“Of course, you can, my alpha.”

Taehyung doesn't wait any second and gently sits on Jungkook's nest. His smile is so big that Jungkook can't help but mirror his happy grin.

“Oh– oh, baby. I didn't change my dress shirt, wait, I'll be back.”

Before Jungkook can even utter his response, Taehyung rushes towards their closet. He hears a series of curses and some loud banging or the closet door that just makes him shake his head.

It seems like his husband's messed up their shared closet again, but Jungkook can't even feel himself getting mad when seconds later, Taehyung appears in front of him, wearing his much more comfortable clothes.

“I'll join you now, my love.”

Jungkook scoots on his designated spot and waits until Taehyung's finally beside him. No words were spoken until they were both comfortably lying beside each other, limbs tangled and heart at peace.

The omega almost purr when Taehyung starts playing with his hair. He's laying down on Taehyung's chest and letting the older's heartbeat lull him back to sleep.

“You don't have work today?”

“Babe, it's Saturday.” Taehyung answers, a smile decorating his face as he watches Jungkook fight off his sleepiness. His baby looks so cute, cheeks squished on Taehyung's chest and hands clutching on the older's clothes like his life depends on it. “I'll be with you all day until tomorrow. Tell me what you want, and your alpha will get it or do it.”

Jungkook's heart swells tenfold, he feels himself tearing up again just because . “Just sleep. I know you didn't sleep all night so let's just sleep. Let's talk later.” He murmurs, eyes getting heavy and body succumbing back into sleep. “Love you, hyungie.”

“I love you the most.”

The omega wakes up first. He can feel the burning heat slightly hitting his face, it's sting, maybe because it's late in the afternoon now.

Jungkook sniffs and scrunches his nose because of the overwhelming scent of his alpha around him but thankfully, it’s overwhelmingly good that’s why he smiles and finally opens his eyes.

He had read an article where some omegas say that sometimes their alpha’s scent irritates them when they are pregnant. There were times where they would not let their alpha join their nest or even enter their bedroom because they stink, and Jungkook was scared shitless when he read about it.

He knows that hormones and pregnancy thing is a bitch but he hopes that it will be kinder to him, but well, it looks like it’s not gonna happen consider how he’s so mean to his husband last time that results them to sleeping away from each other for one night– which is the first time that happen ever since they got married.

Jungkook looks at his husband who’s sleeping peacefully. They slept with Jungkook laying on his husband’s chest but now that he wakes up, their position changes, it’s now Taehyung who’s sleeping on his chest like a baby. Long eyelashes flattering beautifully at his cheekbones, lips slightly parted and the omega can’t help but giggle when he sees that there’s slight drool on Taehyung’s cheeks and his shirt where he’s currently laying down.

It's only one night that they didn’t sleep together but Jungkook misses his husband more than ever. He sighs and brushes Taehyung’s hair gently using his fingers, and he smiles when Taehyung unconsciously leans on his hands.

Taehyung doesn't take too long to feel Jungkook's stare and the continuing brush of the older's hair. When he opens his eyes, Jungkook smiles at him instantly and pepper his face with loud and wet kisses.

He holds Taehyung's face firmly and just let his lips linger on every part of his face which made his husband groan and laugh loudly.

“I'm sorry, hyungie.” Jungkook whispers, eyes getting wet again as he stares at Taehyung who's fondly looking at him. “I just–”

“Baby, it's in your nature to have a sudden change of emotions. You know it's normal, right? And I know, as your doctor, that it's normal as well. So please don't be too hard on yourself, it's fine, I'm fine.”

Jungkook pouts, “Everything is just too overwhelming. I woke up vomiting, always craving, crying ‘cause of the smallest reason and then– and then– fighting you because you irritate me so much! Why do you have to breathe so loud– and why– why are you smiling like an idiot right now!”

Taehyung just laughs and squishes Jungkook's cheeks with his large palm, he's grinning so wide that the omega feels himself mirroring the older, “God. You are so fucking adorable.” He whispers, doing eskimo kisses that makes Jungkook's eyes flatter and heart stammer. “You're really getting irritated cause of my breathing, love?”

“Yes. But I'm trying to, uh, stop it. I don't want us to fight, but last night, when you came home late from picking up my pancakes, I felt like that's the tipping point and I just felt so irritated, and I just exploded.”

“Love, I don't think that's the only tipping point we'll reach. So I'm telling you now that it's really okay if you're angry at me, or you're getting irritated by my breathing, or you hate my scent– it's really all fine. I understand it.”

Jungkook finally let his tears drop on the side of his face. He sobs like a kid and hugs his husband tighter.

“Don't be too hard on yourself and our baby. I'm gonna be fine, it's just nine months, I can handle all of your emotions.” Taehyung laughs. “Bring it on, my love.”

He nods his head and just lets Taehyung pull him even more. They stay that way until Jungkook tears dries and his sobs quieten.

Taehyung continues coaxing Jungkook and playing with his hair, until Jungkook pushes him slightly which catches the older out of guard.

“Baby?”

“I want a pancake.” He says, lips jutting out slightly as he sits on their bed, fluffy hair bouncing cutely atop of his head.

“Yeah, I put your pancake on the fridge, I'll just reheat it–”

“No. I want a new and freshly made pancake from granny. I don't want that anymore.” He says, facing Taehyung who's still laying down. “Baby, I want it now, please?”

“Oh, yes! Yes! I'll just–” Taehyung looks at his clothes and shakes his head. “Nah. This will do.” He says to himself which Jungkook heard. “I'll buy it now. Please call me if you need anything more, okay? I love you.”

Jungkook watches Taehyung run around their room just to find his car keys and when he finally does find it, he runs back to Jungkook just to kiss his forehead and wink at him.

“I love you again, beautiful!”

“Get me my pancakes already!”

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