"Do you feel it?" Hoseok moved his delicate hand around his stomach. Yoongi then placed his hand on top of Hoseok's stomach, rubbing his large hand around before the younger gently guided it beneath his umbilicus.
"Right there," Hoseok looked down at his swollen stomach, not being able to see their hands due to how big his stomach was.
Yoongi smiled, pressing his hand gently into the spot where he felt the movement.
"He's kicking," He smiled into Hoseok's hair, kissing it.
"Yeah and he's about to be doing it all night," He pouted, leaning his body back into Yoongi's chest.
"That's why you have me." Yoongi brought his hand up to pinch his cheek, then kissing his head once more.
The couple laid quiet in the grand tub. Filled to the brim with warm water that scented of the skin-nourishing bubble soap Apricot kiss that Hoseok had picked out a few days ago from the pharmacy's 'health' section, claiming that it does wonders for the body.
Yoongi leaned against the tub, wrapping his arms around Hoseok's middle pulling him close. Hoseok laid in between his legs relaxing completely around his husband's chest.
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"'Gi," Hoseok leaned over and whispered. "'Giiii," He frowned using a hand to poke at the elder's soft cheeks. "Yoon!" He whispered yelled this time, pulling at his cheek, fingers then poking at his lips.
Hoseok sighed, remembering that his husband was in fact always a deep sleeper, so calling at him didn't ever do much.
"Yoongiii," He called out softly, pulling at the elder's arm to get him to wake up. It wasn't long before Yoongi's stirring awake, rubbing at the remainder of sleep in his eyes.
"Seok," He focused his gaze onto the younger's figure, who sat on his knees staring down at him. "Baby, what's wrong," Yoongi brought a hand up to caress at the latter's cheeks, combing his curly hair back with his calloused fingers.
"Ice cream," He spoke quietly.
"...Ice cream?" Yoongi questioned. Hoseok nodded, "I want ice cream, chocolate." He pouted, small hand coming up to hold onto Yoongi's which still held his cheek.
Yoongi chortled. It wasn't odd at all that Hoseok would wake up in the middle of the night to craving to eat something. He'd snack on chocolate-covered strawberries for a whole week before getting sick of it and snacking onto fully salted pistachios, then sun-flower seeds, sugar-cookies, sweetened pistachios, then back to chocolate-covered strawberries.
Now whenever Yoongi would go out, he'd make sure to stack up on whatever he'd think Hoseok might enjoy. Sweet, sour, sweet and sour, tasteless, whatever he could find. But Ice cream was something completely new.
"Alright," He got up, removing the blanket off of him and laying it onto Hoseok. "I'll be back in ten minutes," Hoseok watched as he pulled on a black hoodie and a cap stepping out of their room.
Hoseok turned on the bedlamp, pulling out a book from the bottom drawer and continued reading from the bookmarked page. He's read around 11 pages when he heard the front door close. Soon, Yoongi's climbing up the stairs and into the bedroom holding a large container of chocolate ice cream and a spoon in the other.
Hoseok's mouth is in an 'O' shape, very happy to see his beloved again. "It looks soo good," Hoseok reached out for the container. "What brand is this, it looks superrr good," He praises, a bright smile evident on his face.
Yoongi smiles back, eyes crinkling in delight. "It's Breyers, my favourite, and I made sure to get the chocolatiest one I could find." He sat at the edge of the bed, pulling the container out of the younger's hands, removing the lid and peeling off the plastic that protected the ice cream.
