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A loud groan escaped you as your eyes opened up, staring directly at the stream of sun that shone through the curtains to greet you. Your hand instantly rested into the small of your back as you slowly sat yourself up, gritting your teeth at the pain that ran down your lower back, carefully standing yourself up, but not without a little wobble.
Once you'd caught your balance, your hand rested against your bump as you made your way through the house, noticing Wooyoung sat in the other bedroom, scrolling aimlessly through his phone, refusing to pay attention to the meeting you could see on his laptop.
He was oblivious to you creeping into the room until he felt the bed dip beside you. His smile grew as soon as he felt your presence beside him, resting his hand against your thigh, nudging you softly. He could tell straight away that you were still exhausted, offering his shoulder to you to rest on whilst you wake yourself up.
"Did you have a good sleep?" He questioned, taking his headphones out of his ear to be able to get a better look at you. "I thought I'd do this in here, so I didn't disturb you, you looked peaceful, more than you usually do."
"As far as naps go in pregnancy, I'd say it wasn't too bad," you chuckled, "but I spent far too long laying on my back and now it's kicking me for it."
Instinctively, his hand moved from your thigh to the small of your back, pushing the pads of his fingers into the back of it gently, just like he'd been instructed to do by your nurses.
"Still tired?" He questioned, pressing a kiss against the side of your head. "Go back to sleep for a bit if you want to, I don't mind."
Your head shook, "there's things I need to do, sleep can wait for later."
"There's nothing around the house for you to be doing, tell me what jobs you've got to do, and I'll take care of them. You need to rest and look after yourself, not the house."
You smiled up at him, noting how serious his eyes were as he looked down at you. "There's only a couple of things I need to do, the washing needs to be done, and there's nothing for dinner, so that needs sorting."
"I can do the washing...if you just tell me what to do."
"I'll do it, it'll cause less of an issue."
His head shook, squeezing you a little bit tighter. "How hard can it be to stick a washing machine on? Just write it down on a piece of paper, and I'll do it."
"For you? I reckon it will be quite hard," you teased, watching as his eyes widened. "Why don't we do it together? That way I know that nothing will get broken."
"Whilst I'm offended you don't trust me; I think that would probably be for the best."
As soon as you made your way over to the washing basket, Wooyoung moved you to one side, picking it all up by himself. Whilst your eyes rolled and your head shook, he refused wholeheartedly to let you carry even the smallest of things, especially when you were already carrying his baby, which was important enough.
He followed you down to the washing room, grabbing a chair for you to sit on once he'd thrown the clothes into the machine. He positioned you as close to the buttons as he could so that you didn't have to move, paying close attention to everything that you did before the machine began.
"It's easy," he proclaimed once you tried to push yourself back away from the machine, stretching your hand out for him to take so that he could pull you up. "Now, dinner isn't quite as much of a strong point for me, so I was wondering how you felt about just ordering takeout and a lazy night on the sofa together."
"I feel like I'm permanently lazy right now," you frowned, "there's barely anything that I can do anymore, you're having to do so much."
His head shook as he led you over to the sofa, rearranging the cushions so that they were perfect for you before helping you to sit down. As soon as you took the weight off your feet you let go of a heavy breath, feeling Wooyoung sit himself down beside you.
"You're working harder than ever before," he quickly reminded you, resting his hand on your tummy. "You're growing a baby, and that's one of the hardest jobs in the world."
"All I'm doing is sitting around all day," you frowned, but yet again Wooyoung refused to listen to you. "You know things aren't going well when you've got to start doing the chores."
"I enjoy doing them."
"But you're awful at them!" You exclaimed.
His head shook with a chuckle, "I'd rather do them terribly then have you doing them right now. I want you to make sure that you take things easy, I love taking on all this extra work, because I know that it's helping you, and our child too."
"Sometimes I just feel like I can't wait for when the baby comes, pregnancy is exhausting, more than I ever imagined. I already feel as if I want to sleep again."
"So, sleep. I don't mind if you want to."
With that, you relaxed yourself against his side, feeling his other hand move around your back to create a gap between you and the back of the sofa to make you a little more comfortable. His eyes watched you closely until you stopped shuffling to find a nice position to lay in.
"Are you alright now?" He asked as you fell silent, pressing a kiss against the top of your head. "I can get you another cushion if you need it, or maybe a blanket?"
Your head shook, "Wooyoung, stop worrying, I'm comfortable. If I want anything, then I'll let you know, but right now, I'm happy as I am, I just want to sleep."
"Sorry, I'll let you sleep, and stop being such a worry."
His smile softened as he watched your eyes close. He knew just how uncomfortable so much of your life had become, and it was far from easy for him to see. Whilst he adored seeing your body change, seeing how hard it was on you was almost as hard for him too.
He couldn't help but worry about you, he wanted everything to be perfect, both for you, and your baby. At times he knew he fretted far too much, but you were stubborn, and often when you needed him, you wouldn't say a thing.
"I can't wait for this to be over for you," he whispered down to you once he was sure you were asleep. "I'll never be able to make up for all the things you've done for me throughout your pregnancy, but I promise that I'm going to be the best partner I can be for you, and definitely the best dad in the world for our little one too."
His hand moved up to brush your hair out of your face so he could study you a little more closely, noticing how soft the rise and fall of your chest had become.
"Rest while you can Y/N, I'll be here when you're ready."
