Hii!! I always see that you give Park Humin a breeding/pregnancy kink and I was wondering if you could make a fic exploring that with the reader getting pregnant and maybe a glimpse of their life together after the baby is born?? Tysm if you end up doing this 🥹🥹
baby fever | Park Humin x gn!reader
pairing: dad!park humin x parent!reader
wc: 1.4k genre: slice of life, fluff
warnings: mentions of pregnancy (not really much plot with it tho)
a/n: English isn't my first language but I didn't find any grammar mistakes soooo
@anon: first off, we as a society decided that Humin would have a breeding kink— I did not make that up
plus I despise the pregnancy trope but this is lowkey cute so (also I didn’t name the baby cause that’s not my decision to make)
You knew that unprotected sex would eventually lead to pregnancy. You were aware that your mountain of a boyfriend did his best to keep you from using condoms because he loved the idea of you carrying his child.
Somehow, though, looking at the piece of plastic between your fingers, trailing that aggressively red mark that lined the display, you refused to comprehend.
“This is not real.”, you assured yourself, rereading the back of the packaging for what felt like the hundredth time.
Two lines means pregnant.
Yeah, there’s no way to misinterpret that. Somehow the tiles beneath your bare thighs grew colder, frowsy, making you shiver in more than just the morning cold. You had to tell someone.
Your parents wouldn’t make a big fuss about it, after all you were almost done with uni and Humin was doing good with his basketball scholarship as well, his grades rather second rank yet not too bad ever since you were assigned as his tutor.
And sometimes he went to help out his dad in the restaurant as well, making money on those days. It wasn’t too bad, right?
Now you just had to break the news to him.
The wind kept snapping strands of your hair into your face, the rough facade of the gym biting dents into your skin. Small annoyances like these would usually leave you unfazed but the anticipation curled into your stomach like a fist, leaving your blood boiling.
A loud thud of the door opening had captured your attention and like on autopilot you approached Humin, watching him balance his phone between his lips while he fumbled with the zipper of his gym bag.
Like the first time you had laid eyes on him in that library across campus, only one thought crossed your mind: what an idiot.
His eyes lit up when he saw you and even though you were barely a meter away, he waved.
You couldn’t approach this slowly, so bandaid confession it was.
“I’m pregnant.”, you cooed, voice barely louder than a whisper.
Baku drew his eyebrows together, unsure if he’d heard you right. The second the words seemed to seep through the wheels spinning in his head, his eyes widened.
“It took?”, he roared, catching his phone without looking down as he grinned from ear to ear.
You exhaled, swatting at his chest as the words settled in.
“Don’t joke.”, you pleaded, a tension you hadn’t noticed slowly slipping of your shoulders and allowing you to breathe again.
Humin draped one of his huge arms around your shoulders, expression faltering to something more serious.
You shrugged, then feigned thinking about it like you hadn't weighed the pros and cons all morning and nodded. He kissed your temple.
“Then stop worrying. We’ll do just fine. I’ll make sure of it.”
The kid was growing heavy in your arms, the tiny hiccups of whining emitting from her not really helping either.
“Calm down.”, you tried to soothe her, rocking her back and forth like Humin would always do, but it was in vain, she just started flapping her arms instead, making your heart leap out your chest as you barely caught your grip to prevent her from colliding with the ground.
Tightening your clasp around her, you hurried your steps, eyes widening as the outline of the college gym finally came into your vision.
The loud bustle of voices mixing ascended from the entrance, growing eruptive as the door pushed open. Humin was dressed in casual wear, gym bag slung around his shoulder as he held the door open for the rest of his team to stumble through, enthralled in a story he was telling.
It was something you couldn’t explain but at the sound of her father’s voice, her little head snapped up, nonsense bubbling from her as she reached for him through your arms.
Humin spun on his heels, eyes wide as he noticed you both. In one step he was with you, placing a peck on your cheek before grabbing the kid off you, pressing a kiss into her hair before tossing her in the air, catching her effortlessly.
Even though your heart leapt at that, you couldn’t deny the effect, her sobs replaced through bubbly laughs.
Hyuntak who had walked next to Humin then waved at her, waiting for his friend to hold her still before pinching her cheeks with a smile that left dimples engraved in his own. In response the girl erupted in squeaky giggles.
The corners of your mouth twitched as you watched the familiar scene unfold before you.
“She’s so in love with you.”, you joked, caressing the little strands of hair that started to get thicker on her tiny head.
Hyuntak shrugged his shoulders in an excessive manner as he nodded along.
“She’s so young and already knows what’s up. How is it even possible she’s yours?”, he then teased Humin, earning a glare from his friend.
“You’re lucky I’m carrying a baby.”
“I know.”, Hyuntak chuckled, wiggling his fingers in goodbye before heading for his car.
As you and Humin started walking home as well, you stretched your arms, sore from carrying the wiggly baby all the way. “She kept crying until we got here.”, you told him.
His head snapped towards you and then right to the kid, checking for any signs of uneasiness.
“Is she sick?”, he asked, voice dripping in worry. You shook your head. “No.”, trailing as you watched his enormous hand basically cover her entire face while he held the back of his hand on her forehead.
“Do you even know what you’re checking?”
“Shhh.”, he cooed, removing the huge hand from the babie’s forehead before slapping it on yours, probably aiming to make out the difference in heat.
“That’s not how that works.”
He just chuckled, resettling the kid to sit basically on his biceps while he held her back with a stretched hand. You almsot giggled at how ridiculous the difference in size looked but the laugh caught in your throat as your feet left the ground.
You shrieked, but Humin didn’t care as he heaved you on his back, holding your leg until you tightened the hold of your knees against his ribs. While you rested your head in the crook of Humin’s neck, you smiled against his skin, watching the baby drowse into sleep in her dad’s hold.
Washed up and rubbing the stray wetness out your hairstrands, you walked into your shared bedroom, stopping short as you noticed the lack of mass in Humin’s side of the bed. Sighing, you tossed the towel into your laundry basket and crossed the floor to the adjoining room.
An array of colorful items and decorations smiled at you as you walked through the strings of beads dangling off the doorless frame, chuckling at the sight that awaited you.
On her back, with a pacifier wiggling with every of her shallow breaths, laid your daughter, the huge blanket covering her up to her stomach— an old one that you had used to shreds during your pregnancy.
Next to her, the reason she wasn’t lying in her crib, but on the slim bed you had occupied during bonding time, scared to leave her side for even a second before you started sleeping in the room next door.
With his head on a makeshift pillow (a blanket over his biceps), he laid there, droopy eyes fixed on his daughter while he ran one finger along her puffy cheek, poking the squishy fat without starting her awake.
With your arms crossed before your chest, you scoffed.
“Don’t you dare fall asleep.”, you reminded him in a whisper.
He didn’t even startle at your presence, keeping still as he repsonded.
“You’ll crush her.”, you continued, stalking closer to lightly slap his back.
“I wasn’t gonna fall asleep.”, he repeated, chuckling as you tried to drag him off the mattress in vain. “You’re waking her.”
You stopped abruptly, faint memories of a crying baby fogging your mind. You wanted to play with her and woke her up a few months ago— the type of mistake you only make once.
Humin wiggled his brows at you as he looked over his shoulder to take in your face expression.
Carefully you went over to the other side, sliding your hands under the tiny body before lifting her up, setting her down into her bed with the delicacy like you were handling porcellain.
As you turned around, Humin’s lips were curled into a smile, eyes sparkling in awe as he looked at you.
“What?”, you asked through a shoulder shrug, biting your lip to keep quiet as he pulled you on the mattress next to him.
“Let’s sleep here tonight.”, he proposed, draping a heavy arm around your chest to make you immobile.
“She’s not sick, though.”, you argued, earning a scoff from Humin. “Yeah, she is.”
You didn’t argue back, letting him drape the blanket over you both as you barley fit into the bed together, snuggling up into each other until you fell asleep to one another’s heartbeat.
a/n: this is sooo cheesy, I think I just fell in love with this character all over again
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