ATEEZ Mpreg Oneshots (RETIRED)

SEONGJOONG (pt.3)

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Warm

That was the first thing Hongjoong felt when he woke up.

He subconsciously curled into the feeling, burrowing further into the comforting heat as he sighed happily. 

He nuzzled his cheek into the cover of the pillow underneath him, basking in the soothing feeling of warm fabric rubbing against him rather then rough concrete, his body fond of the new experience.

His nose scrunched up as he could feel himself slowly becoming conscious, not yet wanting to wake up from his peaceful slumber.

Soft beeping filled his ears as his eyes gradually fluttered open, hissing slightly at the dull light that invaded his vision, causing him to squint as his eyesight adjusted.

He looked around at his surroundings as his view became no longer blurry, taking in the small hospital room he was placed in.

There wasn't much to look at.  The walls were a simple light gray with nothing hanging on them.  There were two doors in the room, one leading out to the hallway while the other lead to a tiny in suite bathroom. 

A standard monitor and desk were placed in the corner alongside his IV pole, displaying his vitals as the heart rate monitor beeped repeatedly.

Lastly, there was a small gray couch shoved up against the wall underneath a large window, holding the room's two other inhabitants on its plush surface.

Seonghwa was spread out across the entire length of the sofa, long legs dangling off the edge.

He seemed to be sleeping as his head was tipped back against the armrest, eyes closed as soft breaths puffed out between his partially opened lips.

His tan skin was glowing in the morning's low light, seeping in through the window above him.  His black hair shined as the sun bounced off of it, the dark strands ruffled out of their usually gelled back state.

Wooyoung was nestled snuggly against the officer's chest as he slept, wiggling around slightly underneath the small blanket placed on top of him, Seonghwa's hand laid across his back protectively.

Hongjoong felt himself smile at the scene before him, heart warming as he could hear his son's little whimpers and coos from where he laid on the bed.

Still smiling to himself, he shifted as quietly as he could out from underneath the blankets covering him, raising his arms above his head as he stretched, arching his back at the pleasant feeling.

Although, he quickly realized he made a mistake as soon as a zap of pain blossomed between his thighs and hips, pulling a sharp hiss from his lips as he slowly laid himself back down, groaning at the uncomfortable feeling.

He held his breath as he watched the male on the couch move around slightly, hoping he wasn't too loud and woke him from his sleep.

His attempts at keeping quiet proved to be fruitless as the officer's eyes slowly opened, a long yawn falling past his lips as he rolled his neck around, sighing at the series of satisfying pops.

His dark eyes landed on Hongjoong, blinking up at him slowly before a tired smile spread across his face, his black hair mussed in every direction.

"Hey...How are you feeling?"

He practically whispered, his voice even deeper with sleep as he gently maneuvered himself into a seated position, shushing Wooyoung softly as he continued to hold the boy to his chest.

"I'm doing alright I guess...My bottom half feels likes it on fire anytime I so much as move though, so that's great."

He sighed in defeat, accepting the fact that he probably wouldn't be able to walk or even move properly for at least a week.