pregnant from my enemy | yuwin

chapter 8

"Yuta! How do I look?" Sicheng turned around and looked at the Japanese who's laying on the king-sized bed. "You look great, Sicheng!" Yuta responded and stood up. He quietly embraced the younger man and touched the growing baby belly of Sicheng like he does every morning.

In the past 6 weeks, the men got very close and Yuta even forgot about himself having his own apartment. He really started to care about Sicheng. He's the only one running around in his mind when he isn't around him. Yuta basically does everything to make Sicheng happy. They really are meant to be and if this behavior stays that way in the future, Yuta will definitely be a great father.

The men went downstairs and prepared everything for breakfast. Yuta and Sicheng bought a lot of food lastly so that the fridge isn't empty anymore.

"Yuta? Where is Doyoung's birthday present?" Sicheng asked while running through the whole apartment. "It's in the living room on the table. Don't worry, love."

The Chinese blushed at the way Yuta called him "How did you call me?" he asked shyly.
"N-nothing... just get the present for Doyoung."
Yuta knows that the younger heard him calling Sicheng 'love' and he would do it much more often when they'd be in a relationship. The relationship both of them want to have...

"Sicheng! Breakfast is ready!"
Sicheng went into his kitchen and looked straight into Yuta's eyes. How often did he lose himself in them the last weeks?

Yuta got closer to the younger and put his hands on Sichengs cheeks. Yuta's touch made the Chinese's feelings go wild. He just loves that feeling.

They got closer to each other... both were ready to kiss...

Both closed their eyes. The men pouted their lips.

Only a small breeze separated them.

Sicheng's legs started shaking and if Yuta wouldn't hold him, he'd fall on the ground immediately.

But before they could touch each other's lips, the growling of Sicheng's belly distracted them.

"Someone seems to be hungry, huh?" Yuta laughed and showed his beautiful smile. He touched Sicheng's little tummy and the pregnant man felt something. His baby kicked.

"Sicheng? Why are you crying?!" the older looked deep into the eyes of the 'mother' of his child worryingly and wiped away his tears. "Yuta! He or she kicked! It was beautiful!" Sicheng embraced the Japanese fastly and more tears rolled down his cheeks.

He was just happy being together with the father of his child when their little baby kicked for the first time.

"Yuta... our baby is hungry~!" Sicheng whined and they both sat down on the table in the kitchen.

"Sicheng? What do you think, what gender does our baby have?" Yuta asked the pregnant man who still didn't know what he wants to eat.

"YUTA! You cannot ask a pregnant person what they think what the baby's gender is! I'm just happy if he or she is healthy."

Sicheng stood up quietly and went to one of the shelves. He sat down on the wooden chair with a glass of Nutella in his hands. Yuta, asking himself what the Chinese will do now, stared at him.
The pregnant man didn't even notice the older staring at him, why he continued smearing the cream on some vegetables and eating them.

Yuta doesn't even ask anymore...

Sicheng eats a lot of weird food, like, he asked Yuta to buy him some tuna paste and of course, he did, but he never expected him eating that with the Ice Cream they bought some days ago...