#ayinvui

Ooooooh, an interesting one. Hmmmm… how about…….. disgusting pregnancy cuteness? :D

*insert obligatory disclaimer about being 22 and having never been pregnant before*

Thanks for prompting! <3

Eunbyeol wakes to warmth, a slight crick in her neck, and what feels like something poking the giant swell that is her abdomen. With a groan, she blinks and the room comes into focus.

“Jihyun?”

He fairly jumps as he looks at her, startled, from his position perched on the edge of the couch, hands flying into his lap. “Oh, Eunbyeol. Did I wake you?”

“No, you’re fine.” She pushes herself upright with a lazy yawn. “I should be getting up anyway. I can’t nap forever, even if that’s all I really want to do at the moment.”

“It’s not really that surprising, since you’re carrying around two people right now. Besides, you should probably get your sleep now.”

She makes a face. “Don’t expect me to be the only one getting up in the middle of the night.”

He laughs, leaning over to kiss her cheek. “I have no intention of doing that, but I can handle less sleep better than you can.”

“You’re not normal,” she protests with a grin. “I’ll never understand how you can stay up until 3 am and still get up at 6 without any repercussions.”

“Artists are never normal.”

“That, I can agree with,” she says with a smirk. “Between you and Zen, I think we have enough strangeness to conduct a scientific experiment. I mean, look at your hair and eye colors! Are you two even human?”

She laughs when Jihyun makes a show of looking down, inspecting himself with interest. “As far as I’m aware of, yes. Though I will say the hair and eyes are genetic in my case. Zen, on the other hand… Maybe he’s an alien?”

“Oh, Carina will be happy to hear that. ‘You married an alien!’ Though…” She leans over, nudging his shoulder with her own. “Does that mean our child will have turquoise hair and eyes as well?”

She wonders briefly whether he’s aware of the brilliant smile that curves his lips at every mention of their future child, that makes her fall further in love with him every time.

“Probably. My mother had the same shade, you know. And so will our daughter.”

She nudges him again. “I still say he’s a boy. Mother’s intuition and all of that. But it’s nice to know that regardless of gender, they’ll be fully human.”

The sound that he makes can only be described as a snort, even as he slides an arm around her shoulders and drops a hand onto her belly. “Don’t listen to your mama, little one. She’s being ridiculous.”

“I’m being ridiculous?”

He doesn’t even look up from watching her abdomen move as he caresses it, ever so gentle, and the baby kicks back. “Yes, you.”

“I… Hang on.” She looks down, watching his enthrallment with her belly with suspicion before prodding him in the chest. “Were you poking me earlier too?”

Even before he opens his mouth, the look of amusement that crosses his face is answer enough, but he either is completely oblivious to her displeasure or else has no sense of self-preservation as he pokes her yet again. “You mean like this?”

She scowls. “Really, Jihyun?”

He shrugs. “What? You’re fun to touch. Especially now.”

“I’m ‘fun to touch?’ What an exemplary compliment. I simply must be sure to ask Zen inform his latest scriptwriter about including such a romantic line.”

“Ouch,” he murmurs into her ear, but even so, his arms shift to wrap around her and he presses a gentle kiss to her cheek. “Someone’s grumpy today.”

“Grumpy. Sure. Let’s just call it that.” She rolls her eyes, even as she leans back into his embrace. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“I am,” he says immediately. “Wonderfully, unfathomably lucky.”

"I can feel it, doctor 🥰"

Yipee finished my entry for @cheap-slaw’s dtiys! (Hopefully on time aAA)