✨ 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ✨

♡︎ 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐞 ♡︎

Contains: mpreg
(Sungie = Mama uwu)

♡︎

"Sungie?"

Minho called out for his love,
a plate with a piece of cheesecake on it.

It was already quite late and the older felt very sorry that he kept his cute little boyfriend waiting,
he knew that the younger couldn't sleep without him.

And as a small apology to both his babies for keeping them waiting,
he got them their beloved cheesecake.

But instead of getting a reply from the smaller, he was just greeted with a small meow from Soonie.

The orange kitten was sitting in front of their bedroom door,
a kind of strict look on his face as
if he was scolding Minho.

"I know, I know.
He's in bed already, right?
Poor boy, he must be so tired."

The ravenette chuckled when he got another meow as an answer.

"Okay, good night kitty~"

he whispered and quietly opened
the door to their bedroom,
assuming that his boyfriend was at least trying to get some sleep already.

Jisung had complained about his tiredness all day which was understandable considering that he was almost full-term.

He just wanted cuddles from Minho.

And maybe a few kissies.

But when the older entered their room, the younger wasn't lying snuggled up under their duvet like he had expected.

Jisung was sitting on the mattress facing the big window that showed the lively night skyline of Seoul, colorful lights shining everywhere in contrast to the dark night sky.

He was sniffling softly,
the tear traces shimmering on his chubby cheekies as his hands were resting on top of his round baby bump.

Minho gasped slightly,
his hand automatically going to place down the plate of cheesecake on his bedside table and he hurriedly went over to his little boyfriend.

He knelt down in front of Jisung, cupping the younger's face with his big hands.

"Sungie, what's wrong angel?"

Tracing his thumbs over the soft
skin of his boyfriend's cheekies,
he wiped away the sparkling tears that rolled down.

"M-minho- I"

the younger sobbed,
his eyes closing as more tears fell down.

"It's okay, breathe Sungie.
Deep breath.
I'm here, Hyung is here"

Minho whispered,
his one hand going up to stroke away a few stray strands of hair on Jisung's forehead.

"I- I'm scared"

the younger eventually confessed,
his eyes shaking as he waited for a reaction from his loved one.

"Oh baby,
what are you scared of, hm?"

"I-I don't know.
The birth.
That- that something will happen to me, to the little kitten.
I'm so young, I'll-
I'll be a bad parent a-and- and.."

"Hey, slow down Sungie.
What are you saying?
First of all, it's okay to be scared of giving birth.

It's the first time for all of us,
I'm a bit scared too to be honest.
But I'm sure you'll do great, it's your instinct and natural duty to do that as a father.

I'll be there all the time with you and the doctors too.
They'll help you and make sure that nothing will happen.
Not to you, not to our little kitten."

Jisung just listened quietly,
his eyes still shimmering with tears as he stared into Minho's brown orbs.

"And yes, you might be young but that doesn't make you a bad parent.
You are such a great mama to our little girl already and she loves you so much already, right kitten?"

Minho asked,
his hand going to caress his boyfriend's bulging tummy.

The unborn moved a bit,
her tiny palm pressing against her daddy's hand from the inside.

Smiling the ravenette bent down and pecked the bump softly.

"See?
She loves you.
You're the only mama she wants and you've been caring for her so well these past months.

Besides that, I'll be by your side with every step.
You're not alone in this Sungie,
we'll be her parents together, right?"

The younger nodded softly,
his hand moving to intertwine his and Minho's on top of his belly.

The little girl was fully awake by now, happily squirming around as much as the remaining room allowed her.
She kicked their hands with force making Jisung wince.

"Will you stop that sweetie?
That's not very nice, it hurts"

he scolded slightly and pouted.

"I bet she knows about the cheesecake that I brought for you.
She's hungry"

Minho laughed softly and pecked Jisung's forehead before standing up to get the plate.

The younger's eyes immediately started to sparkle at the sight of the delicious treat, his sadness from just minutes ago long forgotten.

So here he was,
leaning against the headrest of
their bed, his squirrel cheekies stuffed with his beloved cheesecake and the plate balanced on top of his big belly.

Minho couldn't help but chuckle, Jisung was just too adorable.

The eighteen years old might be a bit hormonal from time to time
(his thoughts were often reasonable though) but the ravenette was okay with that.

This was how a pregnancy works sometimes after all, Jisung didn't choose to behave this way.

And if it means he'd get to hold his little girl in the end, he'd gladly survive these mood swings for a million years.

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