Her SWAN || Taehyung Ff

7.2

Taehyung blinked his eyes open as his hand instinctively reached for the warmth beside him, but his palm met only cold sheets. His brows furrowed, and his eyes shot open, scanning the dimly lit room. Y/N wasn't there. Panic crept up his spine as he tossed the covers aside and hurriedly checked the bathroom. Empty.

His heart raced as he rushed out of the bedroom, his bare feet padding down the stairs. Where could she be? His mind swirled with a hundred thoughts—was she okay? Did something happen? But as he reached the bottom of the stairs, his steps came to an abrupt halt.

There she was.

Y/N sat cross-legged on the kitchen floor, bathed in the soft glow of the open fridge light. She was cradling a tub of ice cream in her lap, her side profile illuminated as she spooned generous bites into her mouth. Taehyung's heart clenched, not just because of the sight of her indulging in her late-night craving, but because of the way she was talking softly, her voice gentle and full of love.

“You know, your daddy is a very nice person,” she murmured, a tender smile playing on her lips as she glanced down at her growing bump. “He loves us so much.” She took another bite of ice cream, her lips covered in a light smear of chocolate. “And don’t worry, baby. I’ll feed you all the ice cream you want, whenever you crave it.”

Taehyung’s heart melted on the spot. He stood there for a moment, just watching her, completely in awe of how beautiful she looked in that moment. The way she cradled her belly, the way her eyes sparkled with love as she spoke to their unborn child—it was enough to make his chest swell with emotion.

He finally stepped forward, making his presence known. Y/N, startled, looked up at him, her eyes wide and her cheeks slightly flushed. "Oh no," she said, her voice small, "did I wake you?"

Taehyung knelt down beside her, shaking his head with a soft chuckle. “No, love. I just woke up and you weren’t there. I got worried.” His eyes softened as they roamed over her face, landing on the chocolate smudged on her lips. "Why didn’t you wake me? I would’ve gotten the ice cream for you."

Y/N looked down, her fingers nervously tracing the edge of the ice cream tub. "I didn’t want to wake you, Tae. You’re always so tired from taking care of me... and I felt bad. You deserve to rest."

He sighed deeply, his heart swelling even more at her thoughtfulness. "Y/N," he said softly, tilting her chin up so their eyes met. "You’re carrying our baby. It’s my job to take care of you, and I wouldn’t have it any other way."

She pouted slightly, her lips still smeared with chocolate, and Taehyung found it impossible to resist. "Besides," he added with a smirk, leaning in closer, "you’re absolutely irresistible like this."

He gently swiped his thumb across her lips, wiping away the chocolate, before licking it off with a playful grin. Y/N blushed, playfully swatting at his arm. "Tae!" she giggled, her eyes crinkling with amusement.

He leaned in even closer, his breath warm against her skin.

“I mean it, baby. If you wake up at 3 a.m. craving ice cream, you wake me up. I want to be there for every single moment—even if it’s just a midnight snack with you and our little one.” His hand moved to her belly, rubbing gentle circles as he smiled down at her bump.

"You and this little one are my entire world now."

Y/N’s heart swelled with love, and she couldn’t stop the tears that welled up in her eyes. She quickly wiped them away, laughing softly. “Damn these hormones.”

Taehyung chuckled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

“I love you,” he whispered against her skin. “And I love our baby. I’m going to spoil both of you rotten, you know that, right?”