baby. ❜ ➵ soonhoon.

8 months and 2 weeks

"hey! soonyoung-hyung is here!" it was the first thing that jihoon hears when soonyoung pushed the clear glass door open and waved to his students who were sitting in a circle by the middle of the room.

loud cheers of hyungs and oppas erupted throughout the mirrored room and jihoon was met up with a swarm of students crowding by the entrance, chattering their mouths away while soonyoung tried his best to calm the youngsters down.

"you're later than normal. what happened, hyung?" a boy with thick lips and a cute button nose who stood tall around the crowd of students asked. eruptions of agreements and questions regarding what the tall student had just said had exploded, the ruckus enough to make jihoon dizzy.

"oh, hey! who's that behind you, hyung?" another student asked, finally taking notice of the small omega behind their instructor and everyone immediately turned to look to the person behind the alpha instructor.

jihoon quirked the side of his lips up and awkwardly raised a hand, waving a little.

soonyoung smiled at the small interaction between his husband and his students, his heart feeling a tingling feeling behind because of the small moment that was shared. he turned to look at the teenagers still gathered by the doorway and pulled jihoon towards him, his arm snaking around the other's waist.

"class, meet kwon jihoon, my husband."

the class gawked at what their instructor had just said and jihoon bit his lip in anxiousness.

maybe coming here was a bad idea.

"y-you mean..." a girl spoke up in front of them, her eyes wide open as she stared at jihoon from head to toe, bugging the omega out.

"he's jihoon? the jihoon. the one who has been providing us all those music all this time?" jihoon was surprised to hear what the girl just said. he turned his head to glance up at his alpha who had a proud smile crossing over his face.

"yes, he is, chaeyeon-ah. great mind you got there. you still remember."

"oh, god! how could i forget, oppa? i'm like a fan of his work!" the girl, chaeyeon (as his husband called her), practically pranced out of her spot in the group of people and took hold of jihoon's hands excitedly, her eyes sparkling.

"are you really the jihoon soonyoung-oppa has been talking about? do you know that we use your music to make choreographies? do you know how brilliant your music are? have you ever thought of becoming an idol someday? oh, my god! we have a lot to talk about, jihoon-oppa!"

chaeyeon was speaking so fast that jihoon barely caught up to what she was saying and chaeyeon was already pulling him in for a hug until soonyoung pushed chaeyeon away by the shoulder, his expression one of a surprise.

"whoa! easy there, tiger! you don't plan on killing jiyoung-ah from squishing him to death, do you?"

chaeyeon flushed in embarrassment as the students behind her laughed. she bowed deeply to jihoon as she mumbled her apologies, her ears coloring into a small flush and jihoon couldn't find anything more endearing.

when chaeyeon stood up, she had a squeezed smile plastered on her face and jihoon was confused.

"pardon me if i ask but..." chaeyeon hesitantly raised her clasped hands, trying to reach out for him and jihoon knew exactly what she was asking for. he blushed for a moment, gulping as he thought for a second before sighing and smiling at the other.

"just don't squish him."

chaeyeon practically buzzed as she carefully placed her hands on his clothed round stomach, patting lightly while smiling in pure fondness, her eyes softening while she ignored her classmates protesting behind her and complaining that she had no shame at all.