YOU ARE MINE

chapter 41

Hobi pregnancy

Month 1:

It started with a sudden, unexpected craving for cinnamon rolls. Hobi had been going about his day, doing the usual things when—out of nowhere—he stopped in his tracks, eyes wide. "Jimin... I need cinnamon rolls. NOW!" Jimin blinked, looking up from his phone. "Uh, okay, babe. I’ll get them." But Hobi shook his head. "I need them right now, Jimin! You don’t understand!" Jimin chuckled, trying to hide his amusement as he ran out the door. Hobi, still trying to process the situation, turned to Jihope, their first son, who was already smirking. "Your dad’s going to be very busy," Hobi said, rubbing his belly.

Month 2:

It wasn’t just the cravings—oh no, the emotions were back in full swing. Hobi had started the month with a serious case of mood swings. One minute, he was crying over a dramatic story he heard on the news, the next, he was yelling at Jimin because he left the laundry out. "Why can’t you ever just fold the towels right?!" Hobi snapped, holding one up to Jimin’s face. Jimin, always the patient one, calmly took the towel from his hands. "I’ll fold them how you like, love. Don’t worry." Meanwhile, Jihope stood to the side, watching the scene unfold with wide eyes, but also with a quiet grin. "Eumma going to make daddy crazy, huh?" he whispered to himself.

Month 3:

It was after midnight when Hobi suddenly turned to Jimin with wide, panic-stricken eyes. "Jimin, I need to eat... pineapple with mashed potatoes. Right now!" Jimin blinked, stifling a laugh. "Hobi, it’s the middle of the night. We just went to bed!" But Hobi wasn’t hearing any of it. "I NEED IT, JIMIN!" Jimin sighed, rubbing his temples, but got up without question. Meanwhile, Jihope, hearing all the commotion, crawled into their room with his stuffed bear. "Dada do we have to make him another weird snack?" Jihope asked sleepily. Jimin only smiled and whispered, "It’s part of the job."

Month 4

As Hobi’s pregnancy progressed, so did his need for attention. He started to get a bit dramatic again. One evening, while Jimin was cooking, Hobi dramatically collapsed onto the couch, fanning himself. "I’m so tired, Jimin! Can’t you just take care of everything for once?!" Jimin, still cooking, looked up, shaking his head with a playful smile. "I’m cooking, babe. You’re supposed to be resting." But Hobi wasn’t resting. He was rolling around on the couch, throwing fake tantrums just for attention. Jihope, trying to help, came in with a toy and a cup of water, putting it beside his eumma. "Don’t worry,dada I’ll take care of eumma

Month 5:

Hobi’s emotions were in full swing again. One moment, he was crying over a reality show, saying, "Why do they never understand me?!" and the next, he was laughing uncontrollably over a silly video Jihope showed him. But this time, things were different. Jihope, now a big brother, was beginning to understand. He’d run over to Hobi, rubbing his back when his eumma started crying, and said, "Don’t worry, eumma We’ll be okay." Hobi couldn’t help but laugh through his tears. "You’re so mature for your age, baby. You’re already a better parent than me." Jimin would just watch, shaking his head with a grin.

Month 6:

Hobi’s belly was undeniably round, and Jihope loved to talk to it, asking his baby sibling all sorts of questions. "Do you want to play with my toys?" Jihope asked, gently resting his hand on Hobi’s stomach. "Are you going to be as cool as me?" Hobi chuckled, rubbing his belly lovingly. "I think our little one is going to be just as awesome as you, Jihope." Jimin watched the two of them with a soft smile, realizing just how much their family had grown in love. The moments of frustration and chaos were now balanced with an unshakeable bond.

Month 7:

Hobi was deep into the nesting phase by now, making sure every little details of the house was perfect for their second child. He wanted everything to be just right. "Hyung, do you think the baby will like this color?" he asked, holding up several shades of pastel blue. Jimin, who was still doing his best to keep up with Hobi’s demands, nodded. "I’m sure they will love it, babe. You’re doing great." Jihope, now with a toddler’s attitude, was trying to help, but mostly making a mess. He proudly showed Hobi a half-folded blanket and said, "Look, I’m helping, eumma!" Hobi, already overwhelmed, gave him a kiss. "You’re the best helper, Jihope. But next time, let’s fold it together, okay?"

Month 8:

Hobi and Jimin spent a lot of time talking about their second child. "I can’t wait to meet my baby," Hobi said softly one night, gazing out the window. "I wonder if they’ll look like you or me." Jimin smiled, placing his hand on Hobi’s belly. "I think they’ll be a perfect mix of us both." Jihope, who had been playing nearby, ran over and said, "I’m going to teach them how to play basketball!" He grinned, already excited to be the big brother. Hobi and Jimin exchanged a knowing glance, their hearts full of love for the family they were building.

Month 9:

, Hobi’s emotions were a whirlwind of excitement and nervousness. "What if I’m not ready?" Hobi worried aloud. Jimin took his hand. "We’re ready, love. We’ve got this." Jihope, now excited to meet his sibling, bounced around the house with boundless energy. "I’m going to teach them everything, eumma!" he announced proudly. "And im going to be the best big brothers ever!" And with that, the family was ready.

Finally, the day arrived. Hobi gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, and Jihope’s excitement was unmatched. As the family gathered around the new baby, Jihope whispered, "Welcome to the family, little one. We’re going to have so much fun together."

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