Little TaeTae's wifey || Taekook ff || { completed }

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Six months into his pregnancy, Jungkook's body had undergone a significant transformation. His once flat stomach was now a prominent, round belly, a constant reminder of the tiny life growing inside him. His feet had begun to swell, making every step a challenge, and his back ached with a dull, persistent pain.

As a result, Jungkook found it increasingly difficult to walk around, his movements becoming slow and labored. He often walked with one hand cradling his stomach and the other hand pressed against his lower back for support, as if trying to hold himself together.

Taehyung, ever the devoted partner, was always by Jungkook's side, offering a helping hand whenever he needed it. He assisted Jungkook with everyday tasks, from getting dressed to using the washroom, and even helped him walk around the house, providing a steady arm to lean on.

Despite the challenges, Jungkook's face would light up with a warm smile whenever Taehyung was near, grateful for his love and support during this journey.

Jungkook often felt grateful for having a husband like Taehyung, who was always there to lend a helping hand. Taehyung's unwavering support and care made Jungkook feel seen and loved, even on the most challenging days of his pregnancy.

Their intimacy had also become a tender and gentle experience, with Taehyung always prioritizing Jungkook's comfort and the baby's well-being. He would lovingly caress Jungkook's belly, making sure that both his husband and their unborn child were safe and happy.

The Kim mansion had become a serene and peaceful haven, with Mrs. Kim often rubbing Jungkook's belly to help soothe his stomach pains. Taehyung would also join in, his gentle touch sending waves of relaxation through Jungkook's body. These quiet moments of connection and care had become a balm to Jungkook's soul, reminding him that he was loved and supported every step of the way.

The memory of Taehyung's joyful tears still brought a smile to Jungkook's face. It was a moment he would never forget, when Taehyung had spoken to their unborn baby and received a kick in response. Taehyung's happiness had been so overwhelming that he had broken down in tears, and Jungkook had to console him, laughing at the sight of his usually strong and confident husband reduced to a sniffling, pouting child.

Even Mrs. Kim and Mr. Kim had been amused by Taehyung's antics, chuckling at his behavior as he complained and pouted like a little boy. It had been a lighthearted and blissful moment, one that Jungkook would always treasure.

Now, as the clock struck midnight, Jungkook lay awake, tossing and turning carefully to avoid discomforting his growing belly. Taehyung slept peacefully beside him, unaware of Jungkook's restlessness. Jungkook's eyes were closed, and his hand caressed his stomach, trying to soothe himself into a peaceful slumber.

Jungkook sat up in bed with some effort, gazing down at his rounded stomach with a mix of affection and frustration. He let out a soft sigh before gently caressing his belly, feeling the baby's gentle movements inside. As he tried to scratch his itching feet, he realized his stomach was now too big to allow him to reach them.

"Uffff," he muttered, leaning back against the bed with his legs stretched out straight.

Jungkook rubbed his tired face, trying to shake off the fatigue. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, planting his feet firmly on the floor as he prepared to stand up. Just then, someone grasped his hand, making him turn around. Taehyung was now awake, staring at him with a sleepy gaze.

Taehyung sat up in bed, flipping on the light switch. The sudden brightness illuminated his own messy hair and half-open eyes.

"What happened, where are you going?" Taehyung asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he took in Jungkook's appearance.