Jungkook put a hand beneath his four months old belly as he tried reaching all the corners to clean the house even when his husband requested and pleaded with him not to move, but the younger was damn adamant, he cannot stay in one place for over ten minutes, it was 10 pm yet his husband was still not there making him worry.

He stopped the classical music playing in the background and headed towards the window of his own cabin which he was cleaning to get a slight glimpse of his husband coming back home, he expected too much from the CEO his husband, he was piled up with work yet Jungkook favored him to always spoil him when he is pregnant.

Seeing no sign he sighed and went towards the couch, laying his body there and turning on the blue screen of the television in front of him, he cannot focus on whatever was going on in the television as his pensive thoughts were occupied by only one man, his husband, his hyung, his love, Seokjin.

He saw the time tick by in the clock and an episode ending and starting another episode making it end too, he was exhausted from running groceries, cleaning the house, making food for himself to eat convincing him that the baby wanted it even though he tabooed to do those works all by himself and only to be done by Seokjin for which he got scolded for hours he still didn't listen to the older.

Sighing and shifting his side on the soft vast couch he closed his eyes for a moment only to open them immediately when he heard the tintinnabulation of the bells ringing through the four walls of the bungalow.

Jungkook jumped on his feet and scurried off or rather paddled carefully towards the gigantic curved doors all suggested by his husband, he opened the door to see a grunting and helpless Hoseok with Seokjin who was almost toppling if he isn't held properly, his cheeks tainted a little red "Handle your husband Jungkookie, dont know why he got so drunk?" and handed the swaying Seokjin to the pregnant male and went away swaying his shoulder which might be broken, he thought.

He held the big baby in his hands as he dragged the drunk man to the couch, which was heavy enough and bulky for him to carry "He never drinks so much, what happened?" he mumbled to himself taking off the blazer opening two of the buttons of his khaki shirt to let him breathe some cold air because he might be feeling a little cold with all the alcohol up his liver.

Jungkook caressed Seokjin's face which looked ethereal but disheveled at the same time like he cried for hours and slowly kissed his lips, he felt the elder responding back softly as the hands of the elder slipped up his hair and his waist pulling Jungkook to sit on his lap as Seokjin's head lay on the crook of Jungkook's neck.

Jungkook sighed finally feeling the warmth of his love after the hectic day, he ruffled the elder's head whose face was still hidden in the crook of the neck, Jungkook put continuous pecks on his soft fluffy head but suddenly stopped widening his eyes when he felt tiny little droplets sweating his collar "Why are you crying, love?" 

Jungkook asked Seokjin in a hushed and held his face in between his palms seeing the continuous streams of water droplets "Are you fine my moon?" 

Seokjin shook his head a little bit seeing through his drunk red eyes the man on top of his legs squishing his cheeks, Jungkook cooed at the cuteness of his husband who had his eyes red and his lips puckered because his face squished by Jungkook's hands, he quickly gave a peck to the puckered plump lips and looked at him again "What happened love?"

He felt Seokjin's arms wrap protectively around his waist, preventing from anything to happen to the pregnant male, and stuffed his face to Jungkook's chest who quietly giggled as he heard some incoherent resonate and vibrate his overly sensitive chest "What are you saying I dont understand?"

"I read an article" Seokjin muttered lifting his head up and Jungkook just ruffled and played with his head "What article love?"

"About male pregnancy" Jungkook hummed for Seokjin to continue further, "They said that males who are pregnant are more susceptible to post-birth death, I am afraid I will lose you" and there left another tear, Jungkook hit Seokjin slightly on his head making him hiss and look up, Jungkook kept one of Seokjin's hands this abdomen and said, "This is our baby, who we are going to raise after just more five months, you are a baby, I am not leaving a baby under your control, so dont you think I am weak enough to not survive after this baby is born, do you understand me Kim Seokjin?"

Seokjin nodded his head, sniffing his nose and looking at the fiery eyes of his pregnant husband "Who even sent you those shits?"

"Your mother" he whispered

"Now I get why she was continuously telling me to abort it, forget it we both know she is a witch who won't understand us, she never cared for me and now she is meddling with your stupid brain, dont you dare listen to her shits, do you understand me?"

Seokjin nodded once again sniffing his nose once again and nuzzling his face to Jungkook's neck, and he smelled something fishy "Why are you smelling like the room freshener you use in your office?" Jungkook just laughed it off but Seokjin knew better, he raised his eyebrows "You were working even when I said not to?"

"The doctors say it is good to walk, I am a doctor too Seokjin!"

"It doesn't matter, I care about you, when I said not to walk you dont walk, what would have happened if you would have fallen down while I was not there? You would have sprained your ankle heavily Kookie!" he scolded him once more "Please leave for this time I promise I won't do it again"

Seokjin shook his head "You get a punishment" Jungkook's face turned beet red thinking what punishment awaits but then he got hit slightly on the thighs "Dont think anything dirty Kookie, what should I do with you? You are getting punishment for not leaving the bed and I will be there for four days to see if you are following me"

"Four days?? no!!"

"How about stop screaming and I actually fulfill your dirty wishes" Jungkook yelped when Seokjin picked him up and went towards the bedroom.

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