𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 & 𝐁𝐈-𝐇𝐀𝐍
summary: bi-han is soft with you while you are pregnant
warnings: pregnant!reader, soft!bi-han
notes: i'm obsessed with bi-han and pregnant!reader (im literally a lesbian)
Your eyes were heavy as you lay in bed. You laid on your back with a hand on your protruding belly. You were about 8 months along in your pregnancy, and you most certainly couldn't hide it from anyone even if you wanted to.
"I had a feeling you were here." Bi-han's voice made your heavy eyelids open and see him closing the door behind him to your bedroom. A soft smile appears on your lips as you begin to sit up and rest your back on a pillow against the headboard. "No need to move." He says, you move anyway.
Bi-han has been with you through everything, and with your pregnancy, his protectiveness has increased tenfold. He wants to be around you 24/7 and doesn't want anyone else to be near you. It's not much different than his normal aura, but he treats you a much more fragile now that you are carrying his child. Bi-han has a difficult time talking about how much he cares and more so shows it by always being near you, bringing you anything you ask for, and things you don't ask for.
"Were you looking for me?" You ask as he sits on the edge of the bed next to you, slowly removing his mask.
"I was." He sets his mask down on the bed.
"Well, I finally took your advice and rested." You smirked.
"You should take my advice more often, I don't say it for no reason."
"I know." You smiled softly at him. He looked up at you and his gaze softened.
"I will make your dinner." He begins to stand.
"No, I'm not hungry yet." You shook your head as you grabbed his hand.
"You will be later, and you must eat enough for yourself and our child." He reminds you as you pull him towards you.
"I know, my love, I will. Just lay with me for a moment." Your eyes must've persuaded him because he groaned before sitting down next to you and pressing his back against the headboard. You tightly grip his cold hand as you interlace your fingers together. You reach your head up and press a soft kiss to his neck. He turns to you and kisses you on your lips, a relieved sigh falling from his nose.
"Are you mad at me?" You ask and he pulls away, almost looking offended.
"No. Why would you think that?" His eyebrows scrunched together as his eyes are locked on yours.
"I don't know it's just ― stupid." You chuckle as his expression remains serious.
"I want you to be in your best condition now that our child is almost here. No stress, no anxiousness or worry. Everything will be perfect for them." He reassures you as his expression softens. A wide smile plasters your face as you lean up to kiss him once again.
He pulls away from your lips and leans down to lie his head against your stomach, holding your belly with both his hands. You reach your hand up to hold his head softly as you play with his hair.
"I know what the baby will be." You smirked as he raises his head to look at you.
"How would you know that?"
"Mother's instinct." You smiled as he raised an eyebrow at you. "― and maybe some magic." You chuckle.
"It doesn't matter. They would be ours, and I would love them nonetheless." His head is back on your stomach, a small smile on his lips as he feels kicking.
You pet his head as you admire him, knowing this man would do absolutely anything for you and your child.
"It will be a boy, Bi-han."
He pulls his head up quickly as he looks at you, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Truly?" He asks as you nod your head.
"A firstborn son, just as I am. He will be a strong leader." He softly caresses your stomach with the slightly of smiles on his lips, his eyes locked on your belly.
"Firstborn?" You jokingly asked.
"You don't wish to have a village of children?" He smirks as he raises his eyebrow at you. You laugh loudly and playfully hit him in the arm.
"Let us get through one child first and then perhaps we could have more." You shake your head as he scoots closer to you before capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.
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