warnings: mpreg, short smut, top!chan

words: 11.855

written: october 2018 - june 2023

published: august 25th 2023

notes:
this is a mix of several oneshots from 2018 to 2023

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"Channie Hyung?" Jeongin's quiet voice called through the older's apartment, where he was spending the weekend. The Australian luckily could just make out his boyfriend's voice and came out of the bathroom shirtless, holding a black shirt in his hands. "What's wrong?" he asked curiously while pulling the shirt over his head, before he sat down next to Jeongin on his bed with a worried expression at how small and helpless the younger looked.

"I-I, well..." the Korean began and faltered, unable to look the blond in the eye because this topic was so unbelievably uncomfortable for him. "Hey, baby, look at me." Gentle, with hearts in his eyes, the older put his hand under Jeongin's chin and lovingly pushed it up. "You can talk to me about everything, Innie." They were now looking straight into each other's eyes, whereupon Chan gently kissed him on the lips.

The brown-haired nodded almost imperceptibly and tightly pressed his lips into a thin line before he averted his eyes again. "We- we had sex the other day, and... uh..." the Korean stammered nervously, blushing, which confused Chan a bit. "Did something happen? Did I do something you didn't like? You can talk to me, Jeongin," he asked very concerned, yet serious, and looked at his boyfriend, grabbed his hand to squeeze it tightly.

"Oh God, no. No," Jeongin immediately clarified. "At least not directly," which let Chan breathe out a sigh of relief, because the last thing he would want is to make Jeongin uncomfortable, even if it was not on purpose. However Jeongin's statement still confused him. "Not directly?" Jeongin nodded again. "Baby, I don't understand-"

The younger one quickly interrupted him by silently holding out a pregnancy test, pursing his lips. "Jeongin-" Startled and overwhelmed, the blonde looked at the still wrapped test and grabbed onto the packaging before spinning it around a few times. "You think you're...?" The Korean nodded. "I keep throwing up in the morning and, and, and... Channie Hyung, I don't know what to do!"

Tears suddenly came to his eyes, whereupon Chan immediately embraced the younger with loving arms. "Hey hey hey, it's okay, Jeongin," he assured his boyfriend. He gently combed through Jeongin's hair, then carefully pulled him onto his lap. "No matter what's gonna happen, I'm here for you. You hear me? Forever. I promise." Tears were now falling and rolling down his flushed cheeks, so the Korean just nodded and tightly wrapped his arms around Chan's neck, burying his face in his shoulder.

"Okay, c'mere," Chan whispered, picking up his boyfriend and wrapping the younger's legs around his own waist before carrying him to the bathroom and setting him down on the toilet lid. The Australian sat on the edge of the bathtub and watched the younger boy as he took the test out of its packaging and spread out a few pieces of toilet paper on the heater in which he could later embed the piece of plastic.

Unsure, he bit his lower lip and ran his fingers through his blonde hair. "Want me to leave?" Jeongin quickly shook his head. "Please stay with me, Hyung," the brown-haired said full of tears and looked at his boyfriend in despair. "Of course," he smiled softly, kneeling next to Jeongin before gently placing his hands on Jeongin's tear streaked cheeks and connecting their lips.

They held that loving kiss for a couple of minutes, with no desire, just pure love for each other, while Jeongin tightly clawed his fingers into the collar of Chan's shirt. As they parted, the older gave him an encouraging smile, which actually seemed to build up some confidence inside the Korean.

He took a deep breath in and a deep one out one last time before he got up, flipped up the lid of the toilet and then took off his pants. His eyes wandered to Chan, who continued to look at him affectionately and grabbed his hand. At first the older was a bit surprised but immediately responded to the pressure without thinking much.

•

Waiting, the couple sat on the bathroom floor leaning against the bathtub, with Jeongin's head resting on Chan's shoulder. "Hyungie?" the Korean looked up at his boyfriend with big doe eyes. "Yeah?" he gently replied, stroking a strand of hair out of his boyfriend's face. "What if it's positive?"

The taller one fell silent for a while before slowly turning to Jeongin. "No matter what happens, I'm here for you. It's your choice, it's your body. I have nothing to decide, except that I will support you in every decision." Jeongin's eyes watered again, but he quickly wiped away the tears and gratefully smiled at Chan.

"Okay."

Smiling at each other, the couple shared a quick kiss before Jeongin leaned over to the heater and grabbed the test peacefully lying on the toilet paper. He gave one last glance to the Australian before starting the countdown to turn the test around. "Three, two, one!" Jeongin looked petrified at the test in his hands and just stared at the two red lines in disbelief. Without saying anything, he immediately started crying and fell into Chan's arms, hugging his boyfriend tightly. His body trembled, racking with heart-wrenching sobs, almost making the Australian cry himself.

He gently pressed his lips to Jeongin's hair and heaved him up, carrying him back to his room where he carefully laid him down on the bed. Without hesitation, Chan laid down on the mattress with him, wrapping his arms around his stomach and gently kissing Jeongin's neck over and over again.

They just laid there in silence for over half an hour, Jeongin had calmed down by Chan's heartbeat beating regularly against his own back. In addition, the older man's hand had slipped underneath Jeongin's shirt and gently caressed the younger's warm stomach.

Chan's fingers delicately wandered over the slightly heated skin, drawing small doodles over the small bulge in Jeongin's lower abdomen and that feeling, that tingling sensation on his skin, calmed the Korean because with his loving touch he sensed that his boyfriend would support him. No matter what he would decide to do in this situation, Chan would stand by his side.

"I love you, hyungie," Jeongin sniffled into the comfortable silence, snuggling up against Chan's body, which the older smiled at in return. "Me too, baby," he assured him, gently kissing the back of his head.

•

Days passed by and Jeongin deeply thought about his future. Sleepless nights plagued him and even when they had sex yesterday, his mind was only 98% with what they were doing, the other 2% kept drifting back to the test result and what he was going to do with it.

"Jeongin, you alright?" Chan asked worriedly, while he thrusted into Jeongin one last time and paused. "Hm? Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." The brown-haired smiled a reassuring smile and pulled him back into a heated kiss, whereupon Chan fell back into his old rhythm and Jeongin was fully engaged in their love making session again.

Gentle but powerful, the younger was pounded into the mattress by Chan's hip thrusts and Jeongin pushed his pelvis towards him, which the Australian took advantage of and was now able to reach even deeper into him. "Hyungie!" the Korean whimpered, wrapping his arms around Chan's neck and throwing his head back.

Immediately, the blonde's lips found their way back to Jeongin's skin and latched onto it, leaving blue-purple marks.

•

The couple sat in the doctor's waiting room, nervously holding hands since today was the first ultrasound appointment in which Chan and Jeongin could and were allowed to see their child for the first time. Actually, the first appointment would have been around the sixth week of pregnancy to confirm the pregnancy once again, but at that point neither of them knew what was going on.

The third month is over, so the check-up was coming up anyway and now they were nervously waiting on the relatively comfortable chairs in the waiting room. Confirmation of pregnancy is no longer necessary, one can unequivocally say that the seventeen year old is pregnant. In addition, the doctor they made an appointment with recently told them on the phone that there was no doubt about it.

"Yang Jeongin, please" called the friendly voice of the doctor's assistant to the Korean, who then immediately looked at Chan. The older squeezed his boyfriend's hand once before they both got up and followed the woman in her mid-40s into the treatment room. Once there, she asked Jeongin to get on the gurney. "You're here for the medical check-up, right?" she flipped through the documents with a smile. "Yes."

"The doctor will be in shortly, please wait a little longer." Nodding, Chan and Jeongin let her know that they understood. "Chan Hyung, I'm scared," the smaller one then shyly murmured while playing with his hands. "It's going to be alright, okay? Don't worry too much, baby," Chan whispered against Jeongin's hair, gently kissed the nervous boy's temple.

What if he has a breakdown if he sees the baby? What if it gets to be too much for the two of them? Not wanting to think about it any further, Jeongin closed his eyes and leaned his head against Chan's.

A short time later the door suddenly opened and a man, maybe around thirty, entered the room. "Hello, as you already know, I'm Doctor Lee Minho." he smiled and shook the couple's hands. "Today we are gonna look at the baby with the ultrasound and take a look at the calculated birth date. I will also give you a mother, or in your case, a father pass and if you want, you can also find out the gender of your baby."

The parents-to-be looked each other straight in the face and nodded at each other to encourage themselves. Mr. Lee turned back to his documents.

"But before we do the ultrasound, I have to ask you, especially you, Jeongin, a few questions" the doctor looked over his glasses at the boys, who just nodded once again.

"Did you use protection the last time you had sex?" Jeongin's cheeks immediately tinted red and he collected his thoughts for a moment before responding with a shy voice. "Yes. We always use a condom, but this time it must have ripped or something." With an encouraging smile, Chan put his arm around Jeongin's waist. "Mmh, okay." The man scrawled this down.

"I'm assuming this is your first pregnancy?" The brown-haired nodded again.

The two were asked further important questions before the ultrasound device was finally switched on. "So, let's get to the ultrasound. Please pull up your shirt and lie down on the lounger." Unconsciously, Jeongin immediately looked for the older's hand, who immediately clasped it tightly with his own.

Concentrated, the man grabbed to the side and poured a big amount of the transparent gel out of a bottle onto the head of the device. "This might be a little cold," he warned Jeongin. Biting his lip, Jeongin waited for the doctor's next move.

Mr. Lee carefully placed the ultrasound machine on the boy's lower abdomen and rolled it back and forth a few times until he eventually got a good angle of the baby.

Tears welled up in the couple's eyes. That in front of them was their child, their flesh and blood. Yet neither of them knew if their tears were negative or positive. It was just so overwhelming to see something that was conceived by two too careless young boys.

Minho, who witnesses scenes like this one on a daily basis, had to smile like he did every time, because he knew how it felt to be in this situation, he also has a small child at home after all.

Fascinated, yet with mixed feelings, Chan and Jeongin stared at the small screen. "So far your baby looks perfectly healthy. Congratulations!" Now the tears were finally coming out of Jeongin's eyes and he did not even try to wipe them away. Despite not knowing what to do with himself, that was a concern that was always prominent in his mind. What if the child was not doing well? But now he could be at ease that the baby was at least healthy.

The oldest in the room used a paper towel to remove the gel and then threw the towel away before turning back to the young couple. "It's going to be a girl, by the way," the light brown-haired man informed the boys as he handed them a few captured pictures of the ultrasound he had printed out.

•

More weeks go by and Jeongin's belly slowly started to grow, not much and not particularly noticeable, but it was definitely getting bigger. And despite still having to go to school, Jeongin decided to have the baby. He thought he might end up regretting getting rid of it, especially since it was Chan's. Also, when he was younger, he always wanted one of his own.

Even if his current situation was not the best timing, he let nature take its course. Just the thought of his boyfriend supporting him helped him make this life-changing decision.

Chan was in the kitchen, cooking tteokbokki with plenty of cheese for the two of them, while Jeongin took care of the laundry, which he was currently taking out of the washing machine and putting into a basket. On the way back to Chan's room, he encountered the Australian's tiny kitten, which immediately cuddled up to his legs, whereupon the Korean kneeled down to her. "Hey, little one," he smiled and pet her head once before continuing on his way. The little one meowed at him and waddled on into the kitchen to her owner.

Once in the bedroom, he put down the laundry basket, put in his AirPods and started putting their clothes into the closet. His parents had allowed Jeongin to live with Chan during his pregnancy, firstly because they've known the older since they were babies and secondly because he has been making their son happy for years. Although they were not particularly enthusiastic about the baby at first, they supported their own offspring in everything regarding his pregnancy.

When he closed the closet door, his silhouette in the full-length mirror caught his eye. Because event hough he was wearing loose jogging pants and one of Chan's t-shirts right now, his stomach was sticking out. Unsure, the Korean bit his lower lip and placed his hands on the curve, gently stroking over it. He turned back and forth slightly, watching his body from all angles while biting the insides of his cheeks. It was incredibly weird to see himself like this. Just the thought that there was a whole human growing inside him was strange.

Jeongin let out a sigh and pursed his lips as he heard the line "Young and sweet, only seventeen" from Abba's Dancing Queen in his ears and somehow these words hit him like a truck. He was only seventeen himself after all and therefore still had his whole life ahead of him.

Unsure whether the decision to keep the child was the right one, a small tear rolled over his slightly heated up cheek. Just then, Chan stepped through the doorway to let his boyfriend know dinner's ready, but faltered as he saw his boyfriend desperately staring into the mirror.

"Hey," he worriedly walked up to him, whereupon Jeongin got startled by Chan's sudden presence behind him in the reflection and took his AirPods out of his ears. "Oh, hey." He quickly wiped the tear off his face. Without any further words, Chan put his hand on the back of Jeongin's head and connected their lips. The younger immediately responded, placing his hands on Chan's cheeks.

After they parted, Chan looked at him with worry in his eyes, to which Jeongin just shook his head. "It's fine, I think I'm just a bit overwhelmed with the whole situation," he assured him and smiled crookedly, making Cham sigh with a soft smile on his lips. "You can always talk to me if something is wrong, yeah?" Jeongin nodded.

"Come on then, dinner is ready."

•

Jeongin's belly kept growing a lot in the meantime and was now a lot more pronounced than it already was before. This is one of the reasons why he ended up in front of the mirror, examining himself in it.

Actually, he just wanted to walk down the hall to go into their bedroom, but then the mirror standing on the wall in the middle of the hallway drew Jeongin's attention. First he stood in front of it, looked his silhouette up and down until he pulled up his shirt and revealed his baby bump.

With a gentle smile, he let his hands wander over the bump and just at the thought that a little person was growing inside him, his heart started beating faster. It's his child, his flesh and blood. And all this became possible because of his wonderful boyfriend. If it weren't for Chan, he probably wouldn't have a baby of this one in his belly right now, even though he still deemed himself to be too young for a child of his own.

Jeongin was so engrossed in staring at his stomach that he didn't notice the blonde Australian sneaking up to him from behind. Only when he wrapped his strong arms around Jeongin's waist did he wake up from his trance.

"Hi baby," Chan softly whispered, gently pressing his lips against the Korean's soft skin. "Hi, Channie Hyung," Jeongin greeted him back, leaning against his chest. Over and over, the older started spreading small butterfly kisses all over Jeongin's neck and let his slightly warm hands wander carefully over his boyfriend's baby bump.

Chan suddenly broke free, grabbed the smaller's hand and pulled him into the kitchen, where he heaved Jeongin onto the counter. Startled, Jeongin squealed as Chan started kissing him, still letting his fingertips wander over his exposed skin.

"Hey, little one," he then whispered softly against Jeongin's stomach, kneeling a little in front of him and pressing his lips against the ever-expanding bulge. "I have no idea if you even want to 'talk' to me right now, But I just wanted to tell you that we love you and can't wait for you to get out of there."

During his little speech, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the baby bump, which made Jeongin start playing with Chan's hair in awe. Suddenly, however, the Australian felt a small, rather weak push against his forehead, whereupon he raised his head in surprise.

His eyes met Jeongin's, whose eyes had also widened in surprise. Of course he felt the kick, which is why he put his right hand on the spot where he felt the movement.

"Did she-" Chan continued to point to his stomach, a bit perplexed but excited, and Jeongin nodded slowly and with a big smile. "Yep, our baby kicked you in the forehead," he giggled and drew little circles with his palm on the kicked spot.

Jokingly offended, the blonde started to pout. "You know what I meant," Chan replied like a little kid, turning away. "Oh Channie," Jeongin continues giggling and pulled his arm back, "Of course I know, idiot. I felt the kick," before pulling his boyfriend into a kiss.

Of course, Chan responded immediately and the younger put his arms around the taller's neck. For a while they just kissed and enjoyed the contact of their lips until Jeongin accidentally bit his boyfriend's lip because the baby kicked him in the ribs pretty hard.

"Ow," he whined in amusement, holding his palm to one spot again while Chan pressed his lower lip against a cold water bottle. "Yeah, ow," the older one now complained, too, with his finger pointing to his injured lip.

Jeongin gave him a 'seriously?'-look as he tried to get off the counter. But before he even had a chance to do so, his boyfriend ran back to him and picked him up. "Be careful, okay?" he placed his hands on the cheeks of the Korean, who then briefly pressed his lips onto the older's pouty lips. "I'm careful, Channie. You're just overly concerned and afraid that just blinking will hurt me badly."

Laughing, Jeongin walked to one of the cupboards and took out a glass, filling it with the water from the bottle that Chan used to cool down earlier. "I'm just worried about my babies," Chan shrugged and smiled like a lovesick idiot. Returning the smile, the Korean took another sip before setting the glass aside and walking towards the older boy.

Jeongin stopped in front of him before he wrapped his arms around Chan's neck, prompting the Australian to place his hands on Jeongin's waist. "You really don't need to worry, Hyung. We are doing more than okay, splendidly even," he laughed. Firm yet loving, he looked at the Australian with his reassuring eyes and kissed him briefly afterwards. "You really don't have to worry, Channie."

Sighing, Chan admitted defeat and now wrapped his arms completely around Jeongin's waist, so they then waddled to one of the chairs in the kitchen, where the blonde pushed the younger one onto it and kneeled down between his legs.

"I could cuddle you guys for hours," Chan mumbled under his breath as he pushed his face against the baby bump. "I know." The blonde gently placed his lips on the bare skin of Jeongin after he pulled his shirt up to be able to be closer to his baby.

After spending a few minutes just getting his daughter up to date about everything, he eventually gor up from his crouch and held out a hand to Jeongin, who happily accepted it to pull himself up. "Thank you," he kissed him on the cheek as a thank you for the help. Then his feet moved to where he originally wanted to go. Their shared bedroom where the baby was also going to be sleeping at.

Sighing, the redhead leaned against the white door frame and looked at the cardboard box containing the baby bed. "We should build up the bed soon. Don't you think?," a voice suddenly sounded behind him and, as usual, two arms wrapped around his stomach, making the Korean smile. Chan's chin rested on his right shoulder and Jeongin immediately leaned into the touch, snuggling into Chan's chest. "It might take a while though. I'd guess like two hours?"

The pregnant boy nodded before freeing himself from the blonde Australian's grip. "Then we should probably start now," the younger now sat down on the floor and grabbed the box cutter knife that was lying on the ground next to the unopened box. The blade rose to the top with a small cracking noise and he carefully began to slice through the strips of tape closing off the packaging.

Smiling, Chan joined him no second later and opened the cardboard box so he could take out the insides, carefully putting the white piece of wood on the floor next to him and then picked up the small bag with the screws and dowels.

They gradually built up the bed until Jeongin leaned back on his arms, exhausted by all the working he had done. Tired, he rubbed his face. "Are you okay, Innie?" Chan asked after he noticed that his boyfriend had taken a break and put the screwdriver aside, crawling over to him.

"Hm?" Very gently, his fingers caressed Jeongin's cheeks, whereupon he Korean happily leaned against the palm of his hand. "Yeah yeah, I'm good. Just a bit tired," he grinned in a reassuring manner, the blonde smiling and pulling him onto his lap.

Chan then closed the gap between their faces and softly pressed his lips onto the younger's, both of his hands running over Jeongin's bare thighs. "Then how about you two lie down and I finish this?" Immediately, the Korean nodded his head before slowly standing up, holding his back in pain after being hunched over for too long.

"Okay." A final kiss was shared before the Korean trudged over to their bed and settled down on the mattress, closing his eyes in comfort and was about to fall asleep when something small and fluffy brushed his hand.

Surprised by the sudden feeling of the fur rubbing against his skin, he opened one of his eyes and looked at the place where he noticed the contact. "Oh, hey little one," he smiled happily. Chan's kitten had joined Jeongin and Jeongchan-Junior. She was not as small as she was when Chan got her, the cat started growing and was now about 10 months old.

He carefully took the little creature in his hands and placed it on his stomach, where the little cat made herself comfortable, rolling up like a ball of yarn and purred happily as Jeongin pet her head. Next, he sunk back into the pillows and pulled the pants off his legs, careful to not accidentally throw the kitten off him. It was just way more comfortable to take a nap without pants on.

His right hand now gently wandered up and down his relatively large baby bump, while his left hand continued to caress the cat's soft fur, and after some time, both dozed off.

"Baby, I- oh." Just then, Chan stood up from the floor, but stopped as soon as he saw Jeongin and his beloved kitten peacefully sleeping together. At the lovely sight, his heart beat picked up its pace and he swiftly pulled out his phone, quickly taking a picture to look back at this moment any time. Jeongin was just too cute.

Without further ado, he decided to join the three of them, which was the reason why he also pushed his jeans off his legs. Actually, he didn't intend to lie down with his babies, Chan actually just wanted to check on him and then leave him be, but this sight literally invited him to join them. Everything was screaming, "Cuddle him."

Of course he couldn't refuse. In general, he had recently noticed how clingy and cuddly he had become. He's always been a little burdock that sticked to Jeongin like Velcro, but ever since he found out about his boyfriend's pregnancy, he became his personal adhesive strip. Not that Jeongin would complain about that. The redhead loved to cuddle with the Aussie.

So Chan quietly sneaked to the bed and made himself comfortable next to Jeongin, pressing a very light kiss to his forehead. However, this caused the Korean to move briefly, grumbling noises erupting his throat. "Shhh baby. Go back to sleep," the blonde panicked a little and put the blanket over their bodies, also covering the cat up to her head, who had meanwhile wandered from Jeongin's stomach to his chest.

He paused for a few seconds and waited until his boyfriend had calmed down. Smiling, he then slid closer to him and wrapped his arms around Jeongin's stomach as usual.

A good hour and a half went by, during which Chan just just admired the young Korean next to him, repeatedly kissed him on the forehead and let his fingertips wander over the soft skin on his stomach.

At some point the baby suddenly started kicking, which in turn let a smile spread across the Australian's face. He couldn't wait to finally meet his baby.

•

The months passed, the child grew and summer vacation was approaching - to Jeongin's luck. Because although the estimated date of birth falls into the hot August, he would not have to go to school with this big stomach in the last few weeks of pregnancy. On one hand, everyone treated him surprisingly well, of course there was some whispering every time he walked along the hallways, but his entire class and his and Chan's circle of friends took very good care of him.

"I'm done," Jeongin groaned as he fell backwards onto Chan's bed, making the older chuckle. "But now you're almost done and deserve a big break." With the not-so-little-anymore kitten in his arms, he wandered over to his side of the bed before he took a seat next to Jeongin.

"Come here, baby," he opened his arms, into which Jeongin, after lifting his heavy body, dropped himself. He sighed loudly and cuddled up to his boyfriend, whereupon Chan kissed his head and pulled him closer before putting the blanket over them both.

Satisfied with their position and the cat snuggling close to their bodies, the elder drew small patterns onto Jeongin's skin. Little hearts and stars were shaped with his fingertip and the Korean smiled to himself. He loved it when Chan did that. His touch felt so nice on his skin, loving it when he groped his thighs and ass when they were having sex, but he also loved the innocent touches they shared on a daily basis.

Whether it was just small kisses between the two, or cuddling sessions with their baby when Chan hugged Jeongin's stomach, kissed it and talked to their baby to tell her stories or read books to her.

He couldn't have wished for a better father for his child.

•

The two thoughtfully stood in front of the shelves with the baby clothes in the shopping center. They had already put quite a bit of stuff into the cart, but a lot of the stuff they were currently looking at looked so cute that they just couldn't ignore it and leave it hanging.

But not just clothes. Jeongin immediately fell in love with a small fox plushy, which he simply had to take with him. It reminded him of the one he received when he was born. In kindergarten as well as in elementary school, the fox was always by his side. It gave him strength and it still lived with him, sharing a bed with the couple and cuddling into Jeongin's arms every night.

"Oh, look, this would be cute," Jeongin pointed to a pastel pink top with a large strawberry on the front. Chan nodded and took it off the hook to put it in the shopping cart.

Most of what they have so far were pastel tops with some cute designs on them. Mostly in the colors pink, light blue, violet and white, since Jeongin liked this kind of color palette and Chan wanted him to express himself.

"Okay, I think we have enough for now," the Korean then said and caressed his six months stomach thoughtfully. "I think so too," Chan agreed and so they went to the cash register, where they quickly paid for everything, while the cashier congratulated them and wished them luck.

They left the store with four paper bags and walked straight to the car, where they put their purchases in the trunk and made themselves comfortable on the front seats. "I'm hungry. But somehow I'm not" Jeongin pouted as they closed the car doors behind them. "What do you want?" Chan turned to him. Thinking about it, Jeongin shrugged. "No idea."

Laughing, Chan shook his head. "Then I'll just make ramen, you always eat them anyway," he smiled and kissed Jeongin on the lips.

•

A little out of breath, Jeongin settled down on the sofa. Lately he's been running out of air more and more quickly, which was of course due to the fact that the stomach was growing and taking up a lot of space, squeezing his organs. In general, from time to time back pain plagued in his back and lying in bed and cuddling with Chan was not as easy as it used to be.

As much as he loved snuggling up to Chan, he wished he could actually look him in the face while cuddling. Most of the time he had to lie on one specific side, which eventually also became more uncomfortable over time.

Lying on his back was a little better, but he wasn't able to fully snuggle up to Chan because of the bump in front of him. It also annoyed him a little during their sex that Jeongin, to be honest, sometimes just needed as a relief. Of course he begged Chan to fuck him, but the Australian was worried about the baby and Jeongin, so he only slept with the young Korean twice within the third and fourth month.

"Chan?" he called out to the Australian while yawning, who immediately came running. "What's up?" he sat down next to him and kissed Jeongin's forehead. "I want chocolate." He looked up at his boy friend pleadingly and with big doe eyes, pouting like he always does when he wants something. Chan's hand slowly wandered to the cheek of the Korean and caressed it. "I just bought some."

The pregnant boy happily clapped and waited for Chan to hand him the bar. When he finally received it after about a minute, he happily removed the foil, taking a big bite out of the chocolate and leaning back with closed eyes to embrace the taste. Shaking his head with a smile, Chan just bit his lip and couldn't be happier to have Jeongin by his side.

"Channie? Can we cuddle?"

"Sure, baby. But let's go to the bedroom for that." Nodding, Jeongin grabbed his boyfriend's outstretched hand and pulled himself up. Panting, he stood on his feet and held his aching back a little to stabilise himself to soothe the pain. "Are you okay?" the older asked him with concern lacing his voice, but Jeongin just waved it off.

Together they walked towards their shared bedroom and once in the room, the younger of the two slowly sank onto the mattress before lying down and making room for Chan. As soon as Jeongin settled in the bed, Chan joined his babies and wrapped his arms around the big stomach of the younger.

After five minutes of comfortable silence, Jeongin pulled up his shirt in surprise. "Did you feel that?" he turned around to face him as best he could, tears suddenly shimmering in his eyes. "I-I think she kicked again." To that, the blonde immediately felt around the stomach until he felt their daughter's limbs pushing against his palm.

It was not the first movement of their baby, but it was still a very special occasion, since they both did not fully realise how much of a deal it was to them when it was not in a joyous scene. Chan had always been proud of Jeongin, but now, just because he was so happy, he could burst into tears and shower Jeongin with even more hugs and kisses.

Chan kissed Jeongin's temple. "I can't wait to finally have the little rascal with us," he murmured during the kisses, Jeongin silently agreeing with a smile.

The Australian's large, warm hands continued to wander over the younger's stomach and every time he felt a kick, his grin grew bigger. By now his cheeks were hurting but he just couldn't stop being happy.

He then gently laid his head on the younger's. Ten minutes of cuddling had turned into hours of just laying there and talking about their future with the child, what else they had planned and so on, so they eventually got tired and decided it was time to sleep.

"Sleep tight, my babies." Giggling, Jeongin cuddled closer to his boyfriend. "Good night Hyungie."

•

Jeongin was peacefully lying on the couch, burying his head in the soft cushions while he had pulled a fluffy blanket up to his nose. Today has been a relatively busy day for the father-to-be as he went for a walk in the park with Chan, which got quite tiring for him since the baby bump got pretty heavy over time.

Unexpectedly, however, an incredible pain spread out in his lower stomach and his previous satisfied smile disappeared in a matter of seconds. At first Jeongin tried to suppress the cries of pain, he didn't want to draw Chan's attention to himself over such an insignificant thing, so the Korean slowly sat up and cupped his baby bump with one hand, hissing and grimacing with every movement he did.

As he finally sat upright, Jeongin took several deep breaths and tried to breathe away the pain. Unfortunately, that didn't really do anything, which was why the boy decided to get onto his feet and wandered along the wall to find support. So the Korean was now trying to get into their room quietly and unnoticed by Chan in order to lie down there.

The problem, however, was that he had to pass the kitchen where Chan was currently rummaging around. And as unlucky as he was, he had to destroy everything at the exact moment he walked past the door. He continued to suppress his hissing, yet failed one time and made Chan look at him in confusion.

"Babe, are you okay?" Worried, he put the water bottle he just drank out of onto the tabletop and got up from his chair before pushing it under the table and walked towards Jeongin "I-I'm good." Squinting, the redhead braced himself with his hand on the door frame as another flash of pain ran through his body.

Terrified, the Australian rushed towards him and cupped Jeongin's cheeks with his hands, worried eyes scanning every centimetre of his face. "Look at me baby," he pleaded, rubbing his thumbs down the younger boy's cheekbones. "What's wrong? Is the baby okay? Are you sick? Are you in a lot of pain? Shall I-"

"Chan!" The blonde immediately stopped talking and took a step back due to the sudden increase of the volume. "I think she-" Jeongin started, but was interrupted by another stabbing-like sensation. "What about the baby? Is it time?" With wide eyes, the older boy looked at his boyfriend, who just nodded in silence. "I think so," Jeongin confirmed the guess of his child's father.

"Okay." Chan took a deep breath before pulling his phone out of his pocket, opening his contact list and clicking onto a number. "I'll call Ms. Kwon, okay?" he informed the Korean, who just nodded and was accompanied to one of the chairs by his boyfriend.

He then pressed Ms. Kwon's number and put the phone to his ear. Dull beeping noises then sounded from the other side, the Australian nervously licking his lip. "Come on," Chan whispered under his breath until finally a voice could be heard and he breathed out in relief. "Oh, hello, Chan! Are you guys okay?" she immediately wanted to know and already had a slight idea why the Australian was calling. "Ah, hello, Ms. Kwon. So far yes, but Jeongin got his first contractions," he swiftly told her about their current situation to which she listened with a small smile.

There then was a brief silence before the quiet sound of an opening door could be made out. "I thought so." She said and walked through the birth center to one of the delivery rooms. "If the contractions are extremely strong and occur in five minute intervals, please come here, okay? You guys could take a bath, warmth helps with the pain and makes it bearable."

She listed a number of things that the blonde immediately absorbed into his brain, because he of course wanted to do everything right. "I'll get the room ready then, and you'll call me again when you're on your way, okay? But I am always available if you need me. So if anything happens, I'll be right there."

Chan breathed out in relief. "Good, ok. Thank you so much and see you later," he said his goodbye and turned back to Jeongin. "First of all, we're supposed to run you a bath until you can't bear it any longer. But then you also have to tell me if the contractions appear in shorter intervals."

Tormented, the Korean nodded before allowing himself to be helped up, after which he was taken to their bathroom, where Chan carefully stripped Jeongin's clothes off while the water splashed into tub. "Can you come in with me, please?" Jeongin asked shyly, biting his lower lip nervously and looking to the ground in embarrassment.

"Of course, baby." Gently, Chan kissed him on the lips and quickly removed his shirt as well, revealing his well-built upper body. Normally, Jeongin would have started drooling, but the pain he was feeling was killing him.

After his pants and boxer shorts found their way to the floor, he lead Jeongin to the bathtub and helped him climb in, the warm water touching his skin. It actually relaxed him a bit.

Chan followed him and also sat down in the tub, after which he carefully caressed the baby bump, gently stroking over the heated skin and pulled Jeongin closer to his chest so that he could lean against the older. "Is it getting better, babe?" Curiously, the blonde looked over his boyfriend's shoulder, kissing his neck as well as his temple.

Jeongin nodded slightly. "It still hurts, but it's actually relaxing," he replied, tilting his head to give the older man more room on his skin. The kisses distracted him. Relieved by his boyfriend's response, he continued to cuddle him, his touch lingering on the younger until Jeongin suffered through another wave of pain from another contraction.

"Argh!" he tensed and clawed his hand onto the edge of the bathtub, squeezing so hard that his knuckles were now protruding white, just like veins popping out on his neck and arms.

Guilty that Chan was not able to do anything about it, he watched his boyfriend suffer. He could not and did not want to imagine how much all of this must have hurt. And if contractions were already that bad, what is giving birth going to be like?

About a minute into the contraction, which felt like a leg cramp in his stomach, everything subsided and he exhaustedly fell back against Chan. He took several deep breaths, resting the back of his head on Chan's shoulder. "Channie?" The Korean later raised his voice and played with the warm water, sloshing it against the white ceramic walls. "Yes, baby?" replied the addressed and kissed him on the head.

"I'm scared," the Korean admitted sheepishly, intertwining their hands and playing with the Australian's fingers. Chan, if he was honest, did not know how to help him. He thought about it for a moment before opening his mouth to speak.

"I don't know what it's like to be pregnant, nor can I understand what it's like to feel this awful pain," he began, straightening up a bit. "But I can assure you that everything will be fine. I believe in you and our baby. You'll get through this, okay?" The Australian's fingers lovingly ran through Jeongin's hair to calm him down. "I love you, Jeongin."

•

"Ah, Channie!" Jeongin squirmed in pain on the couch. It's been about an hour since they took a bath together, and in just that hour the contraction intervals have gotten closer and closer. Instead of every fifteen minutes, it was now six.

The little cramps were running through his lower stomach and he could hardly do anything while Chan was already loading some things into the car. In a few minutes they will be on their way to the birthing center where Ms. Kwon was already waiting for them. Then, after the contraction subsided, the Australian helped his pregnant boyfriend up and supported him to the car.

"Argh, thanks." Relieved to finally be sitting on the seat, Jeongin leaned back, making sure the towel under his butt did not move. He was sure Chan did not want possible amniotic fluid in his car, but if it was to happen, so be it. Yet if you have the chance to prevent it, why not prevent a disaster. "Of course, baby."

The drive took place with small sweet conversations of reassuring words, so that Jeongin did not have to concentrate on the pain, Chan holding his left hand the entire ride. Maybe seven minutes later, the vehicle pulled up in front of the house they were heading to. So as soon as Chan opened his door and got out, his legs carried him to the other side in no time, where he grabbed the door handle to open the passenger door.

He then bent down so Jeongin could wrap his arms around the older's neck, so the Korean was pulled out of the car and took a short break to catch his breath. "Okay," he uttered quietly, prompting Chan to finally usher him into the building, where Ms. Kwon was already waving at them. "Hello you two, please follow me."

Right after the couple set foot into the birthing house, they were taken straight to the birthing room, where Jeongin was placed on the bed. He was just about to say thank you for the help of the two when the stabbing pain in his abdomen came over him again. "Argh!" His face contorted and his fingers were tightly gripping onto the blanket.

The older man quickly rushed to him and rubbed his back with a worried look, the midwife only smiled as she watched the young couple exchanging a little bit of love. Unfortunately, she had to interrupt Chan and Jeongin, so she cleared her throat to get the boys' attention.

"You can leave your things over there. Jeongin, you should put on something more comfortable and you can go for a little walk to get everything working, okay?" She first pointed to a corner close to the birthing bed, to which Chan immediately went, putting the bag they carried with them down, afterwards rummaging around inside of it to find a pair of jogging pants and a loose-fitting t-shirt.

They both nodded understanding while being told some more information about how this whole situation might work out, such as that Jeongin should climb stairs so that the child's head would slide further and deeper into his pelvis.

After their short conversation, the blonde helped the Korean out of his pants, which he immediately replaced with the sweatpants just mentioned. The shirt Jeongin was currently wearing also found its place next to the bag just a second later, making the younger immediately feel more comfortable than in everyday clothes. "Thanks, Channie Hyung." With a smile, he quickly connected their lips. "No need to thank me, baby."

•

Hand in hand, Jeongin and Chan have been strolling around the house for about half an hour, chatting about all sorts of things. Some of the topics were about their future, possible holiday plans for this year, what life would be like with a baby and finally the birth, which the younger one continued to be scared of. Rightfully so, to be honest.

Now, however, they drifted off into a comfortable silence, calmly swinging their intertwined hands back and forth while enjoying the cool night air that came in through one of the windows and caused a slight breeze swirling through the room.

Jeongin and Chan still could not believe that they were actually standing here, hand in hand, staring deep into each other's eyes and waiting for their child to be born. This idea to now have a human made up out of their own genes and put together like that by Jeongin's body was bizarre, but somehow in a good way if they thought about it. They were now connected forever.

The only problem right now was that the pain got worse every single minute, and that hurt even Chan, who obviously could only helplessly watch his boyfriend suffer. Even though Jeongin told him it was not exactly his fault, he still felt sorry that he couldn't do anything about it, so he just lovingly looked into the younger's eyes, until Jeongin arched his upper body and clawed his hands into Chan's, moaning in pain. A few minutes ago, it just felt like a very bad cramp in his stomach, but now it was like a giant balloon being inflated that was about to burst from too much pressure. However, in this case it was not the balloon that burst, but the amniotic sac.

Jeongin's jogging pants got soaking wet in his crotch area, the liquid quickly running down his leg and the Australian panicked, immediately accompanying the young boy back to the midwife. At first she was surprised, as the couple hadn't left the room that long ago, then she was professionally bewildered when she saw Jeongin's wet pants. "Okay, c'mere, yeah? Please take off your pants and lie down."

As ordered, he followed the instructions with the help of his boyfriend, who was now actually getting really excited, yet nervous. He then waddled over to the bed made up for him and sat down on the mattress before being gently pushed into a lying position.

Smiling, Chan took a seat on a stool next to the bed and gently ran his hand through Jeongin's hair, the latter looking up at him with an anxious look before grabbing his hand. He tightly clutched the Australian's hand with a scared expression in his face.

"You can do it, baby," words of encouragement were whispered to him as more contractions rushed through his body. Every time one of those contractions hit him, he squeezed the fingers of his boyfriend, who was patiently enduring it all and ignored his own pain. At least it definitely did not compare to how Jeongin was currently feeling.

"Could you spread your legs, love?"
At the midwife's sudden words, Jeongin snapped his head up at her, his cheeks now painted a rich red color in embarrassment. However, he did what was asked of him and continued to place his bent legs on the edge of the bed.

At first he looked quite awkward as his knees were still sunken in together, lying there with his legs in a x-position. "Baby, it's okay," Chan softly mumbled against his boyfriend's temple, noticing his insecurity and trying to give him the strength he needed.

At one point, Jeongin closed his eyes to collect himself before loosening up his knees, making the black-haired woman smile at him affectionately before she sat down on the bed and pulled the second blue rubber glove over her left hand. "When the next contraction comes in, I want you to push with all you got, yeah?"

Jeongin nervously nodded and leaned back in the soft bed, his fingers nervously tapping against Chan's, making Chan's stomach churn.
The time had finally come and their child would see the light of day in which they lived.

For a few seconds he was trapped in his world of thoughts about their future, when he was yanked out of it by the sudden pain in his hand. His gaze, which was on their clasped hands, traveled up to Jeongin, who was pushing his head into the pillow with great effort, clenching his teeth vigorously.

Again and again sounds of pain escaped Jeongin as he put all his strength into concentrating on the pushing. The first attempts were incredibly painful as it felt like he was being ripped apart from the inside.

"Ow, ow, ow!" he hissed quietly to himself, while tears slowly collected in his eyes and his forehead was adorned with beads of sweat. As best he could, the blonde Australian tried to calm his boyfriend by caressing his hand.

Jeongin was focused on always pushing into a new contraction that he almost forgot everything around him. Also Chan, because after all this event was about him and his baby.

Jeongin exhaled shakily and briefly let go of the older man's hand, Chan immediately opening his his fingers a few times with pursed lips. He carefully tried to move his individual fingers because he had the suspicion that they had died off due to the lack of blood flow. A comparatively quiet whimper escaped Chan's lips with every flexing movement of his finger joints.

"Oh c'mon, shut the fuck up back there! It's your fault I'm in this position in the first place!" snapped Jeongin, irritated by the pain, and Chan immediately shut his mouth. His lips continued to purse, scratching the back of his head uncertainly and shrinking into himself a bit. Of course he knew he was in no place to complain about pain right now.

It just stayed quiet for a few more minutes, only Jeongin could be heard from time to time. In the meantime, he had grabbed back onto Chan's hand when the older held it out to him questioningly. He looked at him gratefully and in a matter of seconds the Australian pressed his lips to his forehead, which Mrs. Kwon watched with a smile.

"I can see the head!" she suddenly exclaimed happily, which made the couple look at her. "Don't stop, Jeongin. Keep going," she instructed the boy, who obeyed her immediately and grit his teeth.

"Argh!" he almost screamed into the night when the head finally found its way out after a good fifteen minutes. "You can do it, baby," Chan encouraged him and gently caressed his tense arm as Jeongin continued to claw onto him tightly.

Exhausted from the pushing, Jeongin took a quick break before continuing as it was just so much going on. Jeongin was dizzy because he couldn't breathe, everything hurt and he is going to be so glad when this was finally over.

"Christopher, I love you so fucking much, but could you breathe a little quieter, please?!" Emotions washed over the young Korean again, snapping at his boyfriend, who was disrupting his concentration with his nervous breathing. So in order not to stress him even more, Chan tried to be as quiet as possible and avoided all movements and noises. "Thank you- ow ow ow, argH!"

"Just breathe, Jeongin. The head's almost all the way out," she kept him updated as she held the baby's head and the nurse in the background prepared for the check-ups to follow.

With the thought of having his child with him soon, Jeongin gained new strength, which drove him to push harder. Thus, it only took a few minutes for the baby's shoulder to cross the border and the baby to slide out.

"And here she is! Congratulations!" The parents' eyes wandered over the newborn girl, touched. Immediately, Jeongin stretched out his weak arms, into which the little one was placed. "Hey, sweetie," Jeongin shakily whispered with tears sparkling in his eyes, stroking over her slippery head. Automatically, she snuggled into her father's warm chest, making Jeongin cry.

Tears poured down his and Chan's cheeks as they smiled brighter than the sun. "I'm so proud of you," the older wiped away his tears and crouched on the floor by the bed before pressing his lips against Jeongin's.

"Hi, little one," he now softly talked to the little girl, who grabbed onto his finger with her small hand as he held it out to her. Fascinated by the little creature, the blonde just stared at his daughter and couldn't believe that his boyfriend was the one that made this miracle happen. It just made him so happy, even though he was not that ready to become a father at first.

Jeongin shyly smiled back and kissed his cheek, before Chan quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket to take a picture of this beautiful moment. The newborn continued to lie on Jeongin's chest, while Jeongin kissed her head over and over while gently caressing her small hand.

He proudly examined the pictures of his favorite people in the whole wide world before he devoted himself to them again, repeatedly holding out his finger to the little squirming worm and let her play with it.

"Chan?" The blonde Australian raised his head in surprise. "Do you want to cut the umbilical cord?" A pair of scissors was held out to him. Without thinking much, he more than happily grabbed it and had a huge grin on his face, quickly wrapping his fingers around the iron handle to hold the tool in the position that Ms. Kwon told him to.

He started about a centimeter from the clamp and pressed until the whitish-blue cord was completely severed, after which the midwife gently took the baby out of Jeongin's arms, giving the new parents a little alone time.

"I'm so damn proud of you," Chan said, looking at the exhausted Korean, who gently took the blonde's hand. "You can be just as proud of yourself, Channie Hyung," he replied with a weak voice and pulled his boyfriend into a kiss. "Without you, none of this right now would be possible, you idiot. You contributed just as much. You're going to be such a great dad. The best father I could ever imagine for my child."

For a while they just stared into each other's eyes until they were gently interrupted, as the midwife came back with a cleaned, swaddled and dressed baby in her arms. She was then passed to Jeongin and he immediately put his hand under their daughter's head for support. "Thank you very much."

"Channie, could you take her for a second? I wanna change," Jeongin asked the other father and handed him the now sleeping girl. Afterwards, Jeongin heaved himself up and, with the help of the nurse, went into the bathroom.

While the younger peeled off his bloody shirt and examined the small remaining baby bump, Chan was asked to take off his shirt, so the baby was able to feel like she was still inside of Jeongin's warm stomach.

He pulled his t-shirt over his head with ease and put it next to their bag, before he came back to the midwife, who put the girl in his arms again and lead him to the freshly made bed where he sat down.

Chan relaxed and leaned his head against the slightly raised backrest, his daughter closely pressed her warm hands against his chest and smacked her lips a few times.

With a squeak, the bathroom door opened and Jeongin appeared in the doorway with the neatly folded, dirty clothes in hand. Smiling, he watched Chan with his baby and, like the Australian before, pulled out his phone. Because of the clicking noise, since he - for whatever reason - no longer had his phone on silent mode, Chan's head snapped up and he looked at Jeongin, who was giggling and also captured this moment in a picture. With a smile, he rolled the eyes of the older and kissed the baby's head.

•

It has been four hours since the little one was born and since then nothing else really happened, Jeongin was allowed to return home two to three hours later with his mother, who joined them afterwards to keep the boys company and support them. It didn't even take half an hour at home and Jeongin fell asleep from exhaustion with his daughter on his chest, which of course was immediately documented in a picture by the mother. Well, now grandma.

In the meantime, since Jeongin had already arrived home, Chan quickly drove to his own house, where he got some of his own things to stay with the Yangs for the next few days, since Jeongin would rather be with his parents than alone at their flat. So Chan was now standing in the hallway of the house taking off his shoes.

"Jeongin just woke up and the little one is still asleep, so pshh," the woman in her late forties indicated the Australian to be quiet with a finger in front of her smiling lips and then lead him upstairs, where her own son was now back to being awake, fingers gently caressing his daughter's back. He kissed her little head, stroking her tiny fingers over and over again. It was just so amazing to him that this person was in his stomach just a few hours ago.

"Hi," Chan softly cleared his throat, scratched the back of his head and, with a sheepish smile, entered the room, which was then closed behind him by Jeongin's mother, who would like to give the new parents some time with their child. "Oh, hi," Jeongin grinned back weakly. "Look, baby, there's your father," the Korean then whispered to her and sat up so that the older had a chance to look at the girl as well.

The blonde carefully sat down on the mattress of the slightly taller one and reached his finger out to the baby, which she was very happy to accept, giggling happily. "She's beautiful." Jeongin proudly nodded in agreement and then handed her to Chan, who happily placed the girl against his chest, kissing her on the forehead. "Hello, Minhee," he quietly greeted her, once again smiling at the clothes him and Jeongin chose for this very special day.

While Jeongin was still eight months pregnant, they both decided it would make sense to buy more clothes for Minhee, whose name they also chose together. Of course Jeongin and Chan both still had clothes from their own baby days, but they wanted to choose something new and special for the first outfit.

So they went shopping together another time to finally decide on the outfit that their child would wear immediately after birth. And indeed they found quite a lot that both liked. While the elder tended to look for black clothes, Jeongin looked for colorful ones and caressed his big baby bump while thinking, which made the Aussie squirm in cuteness overload every time. Both parents had also discussed choosing clothes beforehand, as they didn't want to force the girl into something in order to give Minhee the chance to later wear clothes that made her comfortable and nothing that was assigned to her by her parents.

In the end, Jeongin found an extremely cute white bodysuit that featured a wolf and a fox, both of them instantly loved it. After all, these were the animals that represented them the best. In addition, Chan chose a small beanie with tiny cat ears, and so the outfit was complete and now adorned the little baby.

In response to his greeting, Chan received a soft giggle followed by a small squeak before the girl started to fidget a bit and Jeongin quickly took her back into his care, rocking her back and forth slightly, letting the little one relax. For a moment she calmed down before she started getting cranky again.

The parents shared a quick look, a little overwhelmed, before the Australian got up and intended to run to the door, which opened the second he got up, and Jeongin's mother approached them as if she was summoned. "Mom, help," the Korean begged his mother, who just rolled her eyes with a smile, sitting down in front of him on the rolling chair. "She's hungry, honey. At least that's exactly how you acted when you wanted milk ," she explained, taking Minhee out of Jeongin's arms. "Are you going to breastfeed or bottle feed her?"

Immediately, the youngest's cheeks turned deep red, since he had actually never really thought about that. His breast increased slightly in volume during the pregnancy, which, however, as an outsider was not noticeable at all, so it was not a problem for the inexperienced father. "B-both?" he shyly replied and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at neither Chan nor his mother.

"Okay," she smiled, handing the blonde Australian his baby daughter, who acted like a lamb in the woman's arms. "Then I'd say we start breastfeeding." Next, she explained tons of things to Jeongin, also telling him that it might hurt a bit at first since he and the baby have to work together.

And she was absolutely right.

It took several minutes for Jeongin to find a good position, and for Minhee to suck properly as well. In the end, however, everything worked out, albeit not without pain, which greatly relieved everyone present - with the result that Jeongin's nipples became incredibly irritated.

•

Luckily for Jeongin, he gave birth to Minhee close to the summer holidays, which meant he had finished all his important exams and could now spend the next few weeks at home and adjusted to the everyday life with a baby. Chan also had the chance to use the six weeks of free time to spend them with Jeongin and Minhee before the thirteenth grade started for the Australian and things got stressful again.

So the blonde stopped by every single day, took them on walks and cuddled with the baby and Jeongin. The younger was very thankful that Chan came over all the time and also stayed the nights from time to time to help him get through the nights.

"What are you planning to do with school and stuff?" Chan threw the question he's been asking himself for weeks into the room, whereupon Jeongin looked up from the little one on his arms. "I want to go back after vacation. Might be a bit early, but physically I'm fine, my mother can look after her and otherwise we have arranged a babysitter during school," explained the Korean, kissing the girl on the head.

The blonde only nodded slowly before hesitantly grabbing Jeongin's arm. "You know," he cleared his throat a little nervously, fiddling with the hem of his hoodie. "My mom could also take her during the day sometimes when she doesn't have to work." He looked unsure at his boyfriend, who grinned broadly. "That would be great," he replied.

Satisfied, Chan smiled to himself and gently caressed the girl's little cheek with the back of his fingers. "Would you like to go eat ice cream?"

"Yes!"

•

"Minhee!" Jeongin chided the little girl, a little stressed, as his not-so-small-anymore baby refused to put her jacket on and yanked her arm away as soon as he reached for her tiny hand to slip it through the sleeve. He got up late today, and now he had to bring Minhee to school because neither his nor Chan's mother had the time to look after her today, not even the babysitter. She was too sick to take care of her today, so he thought a short school day wouldn't kill any of them.

Slightly annoyed, he pushed his hair back from his face and bent down to pick up the girl. "Honey, dad has to hurry because he has to go to school," Jeongin desperately explained to his offspring, who of course did not understand yet, rocking her up and down while he put the pacifier in her mouth, which she happily accepted. Satisfied, she rested her head against Jeongin's shoulder, whereupon, surprisingly, the sleeve was done in a second and the two-month-old baby was fully clothed.

The brown-haired boy quickly kissed her forehead one last time before his fingers reached for the wolf plushie that Chan had given her and which the little one loved dearly. As soon as the gray animal was in sight of the young girl, her big eyes widened and she started kicking her legs in excitement, stretching out her tiny little arms to Wolfi.

"Here," Jeongin handed him to Minhee, who immediately snuggled up to the, by comparison, large wolf and happily closed her eyelids. A relieved sigh escaped the student, and he briefly watched her happily sucking on her pacifier, before he buckled the baby in the baby seat and spread a small blanket over her and the wolf.

The Korean then quickly left the house, but first checked whether he had enough baby milk, diapers, toys and other stuff with him, since this day would still be a bit exhausting, not only for him but also for Minhee.

Luckily for him, he still got to school on time and even had five minutes left to reach his classroom. Meanwhile, he was surprisingly greeted several times and people waved at the baby, which surprised him a little, since he usually never really had any friends.

On the last few meters of the stairs, Minhee suddenly whimpered, whereupon Jeongin's attention was immediately drawn to her, since she started to cry quietly shortly afterwards. At first he did not understand why the tears were streaming down her tiny cheeks, but then he saw her beloved Wolfi lying at the other end of the stairs, from which he concluded that she had dropped him.

"You have to take better care of Wolfie, Minhee," the Korean told his daughter while picking up the animal. After all, this was not the first time she had almost lost him. As soon as the fluffy four-legged friend was back in their grip, she cuddled up to it.

As if nothing had happened, the baby played with her favorite plushie, making Jeongin shake his head with a smile, after which he hurried to his classroom so that he could get to class on time, what was fortunately the case since his teacher was always five minutes late.

In that short span of time, however, his daughter attracted the attention of many of the students in his class, who timidly approached him. Of course, they already knew that Jeongin had a baby, he was pregnant in class for months after all, but none of them had seen the baby yet.

"Aww," a girl who Jeongin got along with really well kneeled down to Minhee and offered her index finger, which the little one happily grabbed. "Oh god, you're so cute." A shy but proud smile found its way to the girl's father.

•

On the day of his graduation, Jeongin nervously stood on the big stage in the auditorium and looked down at the family members and friends of his classmates in the audience with sweaty hands. His gaze wandered over the people until his eyes landed on a blonde mop of curls, who was softly talking to the toddler in his arms, making her giggle with fits of tickles.

Instantly, Jeongin's lips curled into a proud smile and he thought back to the time when this little worm still lived inside of his stomach and got on his nerves during his exams.

"Look, Minhee, there's mommy," the Australian pointed to the stage with his right index finger, whereupon Jeongin excitedly waved back at them and blew a small kiss, to which the girl started kicking her feet after she saw her father.

"Hey, honey," Jeongin whispered as he took their daughter out of Chan's arms after the ceremony had ended and gave her lots of little kisses on the head. The toddler immediately snuggled into her father's warm body and happily sucked on the pacifier while the Korean tightened the jacket around the girl's shoulders.

"I'm proud of you, Jeongin."