"The very familiar sound of an incoming Skype call pried his attention away from the mirror, without a second thought, he clicked the answer button and sat down in front of his laptop with a wide smile."
Otabek is a full-time DJ now and Yuri can no...
One-shot inspired by the song Home by Michael Bublé.(I leave you the song, for those who have never listened to it. You may also listen to it while reading if you like, but it's not meant as background since the One shot will take you longer than 3 mins to read).
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January 3rd, 2021
Yuri had woken up to an empty bed yet again; he wasn't complaining, he had chosen this life long ago, but it still made him yearn for his dear husband that was probably halfway across the world tour. He missed being backstage with him.
Slowly he sat up and reached a hand to hold his baby bump, the main reason he had to stay behind and rest.
He stood up and walked towards the full-length mirror in his bedroom; his hair had grown longer, he was a tad taller, and his eyes were different. He felt so tamed now, he had grown soft, and it was mainly Otabek's fault, that giant teddy bear of his.
The very familiar sound of an incoming Skype call pried his attention away from the mirror, without a second thought, he clicked the answer button and sat down in front of his laptop with a wide smile.
"Hey, babe! " Said Otabek with that silky voice of him, Yuri swore that man had put a spell on him.
"Hi, Beka,"Yuri answered, sounding utterly groggy, a big yawn escaped his mouth, to which Otabek couldn't laugh. His Yuri looked so beautiful with thin rays of sunlight peeking through the creeks of the closed window, illuminating Yuri's hair and giving him such a beautiful glow; pregnancy suited that boy so much and Otabek was the only one noticing it.
"Did I wake you up, Yura? "He said with a frown, knowing beforehand that his husband needed the sleep.
Yuri chuckled, "Two seconds, and you are already worrying. I woke up a few minutes ago." He wouldn't admit it, so he gave his husband the cold shoulder whenever he worried for him, but in fact, it made him swoon and fall for the man all over again.
"Oh, good then! How are you? Both of you, I mean ." Of course, Otabek would ask that.
The Kazakh saw a hand going over the camera, then the screen moving awkwardly downward, stopping at Yuri's small belly. It was so noticeable since his husband was so slim, a baby indeed was forming there.
"I'm fine, she... well, she keeps growing ." Maybe he was a very hot and famous DJ, but seeing how out of nowhere his husband had popped a belly almost made him tear up. Then his brain caught up to what Yuri just said.
"Wait! What? Is it a she? A daughter?! "The Russian pushed back his laptop screen to get a view of Otabek's excited face.
"Shit! I'm sorry, so sorry, Beka! I was going to tell you as soon as you got home! Damn it! " Yuri huffed; he was such an idiot. A Skype call was no way of telling the future father his baby's gender, not when he was miles away, but seeing Otabek's face now, it was worth it.
