Rude husband

57: y/n

As the nascent rays of sunlight approached the windows of our living area, the room was bathed in the softness of the morning, ushering in a new day. A new day of love we will share.

I slowly looked around and found myself alone on the mattress, for a second i almost pouted only to smell the freshly baked pancakes being cooked somewhere.

How much better can this morning go? Let's bet.

I smiled to myself when I remembered the last night gently touching my baby bump, I was transferred into his iron man tshirt.

Which smelled exactly like him, Masculine and comforting. I tossed on the mattress slowly straightening up.

For a while i just wanted to go back to sleep but the delicious smell made me stand up slowly rubbing my eyes.

As soon as i turned to walk towards the kitchen towards the delicious aroma of the food lingering around

The doorbell rang. It always seemed to ring at the most inconvenient times. I frowned. Who could it be at this hour?

I walked cautiously towards the main door when I heard a howl. I froze, my breath hitching. It was a sound I knew all too well.

Could it be? Could it be my Rooh? My bamie? My babies?

No. How could this be possible? I quickly unlocked the door and flung it open.

The two grown up pups, My pups who were always there for me when I was alone.

My eyes welled up when I saw Rooh howling. But the tears stopped immediately when I opened the door.

With a swift movement, he rushed to me, wiggling his tail with all his blessings and love.

And then Bamie followed behind him, coming to me looking happier and healthier.

i bend down on my knees. “M-my babies” tears roll down my cheeks, I grab them both in my arms pulling them closer kissing their fury head rapidly.

Rooh, being the more energetic of the two, commenced a mournful puppy-cry. I still vividly recall the day of our first encounter. I was enveloped in profound sadness, yet he managed to uplift my spirits. From that day forward, he became my unwavering companion in times of distress.

My first companion, a constant presence in my formative years. Tears welled up as I observed them nestled against me, my gaze drawn to the burgeoning life within. Bamie gently nuzzled my cheek, eliciting a chuckle as I witnessed Rooh's playful barks directed towards my abdomen.

A poignant echo of that fateful day, when I encountered my first offspring, only to be met with the crushing weight of loss moments later.

Rooh appears to be acutely aware of the imminent arrival of our little one. A chuckle escaped my lips as I drew him closer, my gaze falling upon a diminutive paper scroll affixed to his leash.

A poignant echo of the day he first entered my life and Jungkook wrote a small apology-like words which spoke ‘dad told me to tell you mom that grandma is visiting us soon' tears rolls rapidly down my cheeks as i pulled out the new paper and unfolded.

“Dad said you were missing us mom so he brought us back and I have a gift for you!”

I chuckled, surprised and smiling widely, "What could it be?" I stared at them both, who now sat in front of me, wiggling their tails. Then I noticed Bam's pink leash also had a note!