✨ 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ✨

♡︎ 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ♡︎

Contains: mpreg
Bottom!Minho
Requested by ggkpopper

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"Minho!"

Jisung said sternly,
ripping the vacuum cleaner
out of his husband's hand who
was just about to start vacuuming their living room.

"What are you doing?
You're supposed to rest."

The older rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I've been resting all day and
it's getting really boring.
I can't just lay in bed all day while
you do all the work."

"Minho!
You're already growing and
taking care of our little kitten.
You've been doing that nonstop for the past seven months.
That's already enough work for
your body."

A sigh escaped the blonde as he noticed his husband glaring at him.

He placed his hands on Minho's baby bump, rubbing softly over the fabric of the black hoodie and pressed a soft kiss on the older's pouty lips.

"I just don't want anything to happen to you two. Please rest beautiful,
let me clean the living room."

Minho sighed and nodded,
still not very happy but nevertheless he waddled back to their bedroom.

While Jisung started to vacuum the fluffy white rugs in their living room,
the older settled back into their bed snuggled up under the covers.

With a movie playing on the TV,
the ravenette soon drifted off to sleep.

But only for a small nap because when Jisung was finally done with cleaning and went to his husband,
Minho was sitting leaned against the headboard, folding a few freshly washed onesies for their baby on his bump.

"Is this what you consider to be
'resting and not working'?
Because I don't."

The older suddenly tossed the tiny onesie harshly aside, his eyes turning dark in anger.

"I'm sick of you always commanding me around and treating me like I can't do anything on my own!
I'm just pregnant, not disabled!"

"Minho I-"

"No! No, leave me the fuck alone!
Get out of my sight!"

Jisung was about to get closer,
wanting to take his husband's hand to calm him down but Minho just swatted his hand away.

"Don't touch me! Leave!"

Letting his head fall,
the blonde nodded softly and
walked towards the door.

"Please calm down,
stress is not good for you and
the little kitten-"

"Leave!"

And with that the door fell shut leaving Minho all alone, heavily breathing to catch his breath from his outburst.

Their baby was kicking him harshly in the ribs, obviously not happy with his papa's loud screaming disturbing their sleep.

"Stop kicking baby, it hurts"

the boy groaned, rubbing the spot where the unborn was moving their tiny feet.

"Your dad is really a pain in the ass sometimes."

Minho's opinion about Jisung lasted exactly three hours.

Because then suddenly the ravenette appeared, heavily sobbing, in the living room, almost breaking down from crying if Jisung hadn't held him by his waist, hugging him softly.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Sungie,
I was so mean to you, I don't deserve your love-"

"Shhh deep breath beautiful,
take a deep breath for me please"

The blonde cupped his husband's face, breathing loudly with him to bring Minho back into a steady breathing rhythm.

"That's right, everything is okay.
I'm right here love."

Jisung pressed soft kisses on
the older's tear-stained cheeks,
his thumbs wandering over the soft skin.

He guided them to their couch letting Minho settle on his lap facing him and wrapped a soft blanket around the ravenette.

"I'm sorry"

Minho mumbled quietly as he snuggled his face into his husband's shoulder, his small hands gripping onto the younger's sweater.

"It's okay, it's the past baby.
I'm here, you're okay and the little kitten is fine too."

Jisung's hands found their way to his love's round belly, caressing it and feeling the small unborn happily kicking against his palm.

"Hey kitten, are you up, hm?"

Another soft kick against his hand.

"Don't overdo it, okay?
You'll hurt your papa."

"Sungie?"

"Yes beautiful?"

"Can we watch Totoro?"

"Of course, if that's what you want."

The younger smiled softly and started the movie, ending up lying beside his husband, spooning him.

While Minho was totally engrossed in the story, Jisung had his face buried in the crook of the other's neck, leaving gentle pecks on the soft skin and his hand had wandered under Minho's hoodie, caressing the bare baby bump.

Their little kitten had become quiet again, probably tired from all the playing earlier and was now sleeping,
only shifting from time to time.

And still Jisung enjoyed nothing more than having his husband in his arms and being as close as possible to their little one.

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