INSANE: (A Yoongi Fanfic)

Chapter 52: Love Me

(Y/N)'S POV

"FOR THE LAST TIME I DIDN'T DO IT!" I yelled at Yoongi, the boy only sighed.

"Baby relax I was just asking--"

"So you probably think I would just eat the damn cake like some fat ass?!" I added.

"*Sighs* I was just asking if you saw--"

"THEN WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME?! I DON'T OWN THIS GODDAMN HOUSE!"

"OKAY! God, I'm having a headache over a damn cake!" He groaned, shoving his head in his hands.

My eyes started tearing up as I saw how exhausted he is, when he finally looked up he sighed for the nth time and open up his arms, which made me bawl and run into it. Immediately, Yoongi pulled me in for a warm hug.

"I swear to god you're getting even more grouchy these days." He chuckled. I slapped his shoulders and pouted.

"Can you blame the woman for being emotionally unstable when pregnant? Hell no." I scoffed. He chuckled even more and kissed my cheek before swaying us from side to side.

"You're cute when emotional, you act like a child." He started peppering my face with kisses, causing me to giggle a lot. I felt the child kicked in my womb making me hiss.

"Hey what's wrong?" He asked, his face filled with worry as I clutch my stomach. I patted his cheeks lightly and smiled.

"Nothing, it's just that our little angel kicked so hard that mommy felt like being punched in the gut." I sighed and rubbed circles on my stomach.

Yoongi smiled and kneeled down to face my eight-months old tummy and laid his head on it.

"Hey there baby~ Mommy's having a hard time with your kicking. I know you're a fighter like daddy, but you're gonna have to tone it down while you wait to get out of her tummy okay?" He spoke softly.

I can't help but adore the times when he will just go and talk with our baby as if he will get a response by doing so. Yet a single kick or squirm from the child is enough for him to scream out of joy, saying that our child understood. Having beautiful moments like this made me realized how great this family would be once our little angel come out into the world. I'm sure Yoongi would be a great dad and husband in the future.

Yes. We aren't married yet. Yoongi thought it's best to give birth to the child first before we go on with the marriage. It's fine by me, because we practically acted like a married couple anyway.

"IS IT SAFE TO ENTER? OR YA'LL DOING THE DEED?" Taehyung shouted from the living room. I roll my eyes at this. This kid.

"We aren't doing anything Taehyung." I yelled back.

The boy entered and saw a kneeling Yoongi in front of me while I hand my hands in his hair.

"Eww." He grimaced. "Then what the fuck are you guys doing with Yoongi hyung kneeling in front of you?" His face scrunched up in disgust as he asked.

"I'm talking to my kid you dipshit!" Yoongi deadpanned.

"Ohhh... Sorry. Great for you then. Just make sure you don't add another one when the child is almost due. The child might get scared off when she saw a dick poking against her from the inside." Taehyung shurgged. I took of my slipper and threw it at him, landing solid hard at his head.