Hiii omg ur They Think Youre Pregnant is soooko cute like gurl 😌🤚 can u do another one with daichi, ushijima, asahi amd osamu? Homestly? U should totally do a swries for this one!
THEY THINK YOU'RE PREGNANT | 2
characters: asahi + daichi + osamu + ushijima + (gn!reader but they can get pregnant)
warnings: none
notes: thank u!
part one / part two / part three / part four
asahi remembers it clearly. when you sat him down and told him that you were pregnant, there were tears of joy, dozens of kisses, he'd never felt happier. it was a couple months ago, but it was also a dream...
when he woke up this morning, he seemed to have forgotten it wasn't real, but of course, he didn't know that. he turned over to your sleeping figure, smiling at the peaceful look on your face as he slid a hand over your stomach, his touch gentle but loving as he kissed your cheek.
the whole day, you noticed something different about asahi. his hand drifted to your stomach every moment it could, and while he was normally touchy and affectionate, he never held anywhere else, only your stomach. not that you minded, but you were just a little curious as to why.
he also wouldn't let you do pretty much anything. he insisted on making breakfast, not letting you help, he treated you like royalty, and while that wasn't the worst thing in the world, you were still confused.
it wasn't until the evening when he tried to give you a foot massage that you decided to bring it up. "asahi." he looked up at you with wide curious eyes and you pat the seat next to you on the couch, he took the hint and sat down.
"what is it? what's wrong?"
you smiled and held his cheek. "nothing's wrong babe. i just...is something going on?" when he looked at you, confused, you went on. "i mean...you've been acting really nice today, not that you're never nice, just you've been treating me like a precious jewel all day. and your hand is almost always on my stomach? did i miss something?"
he laughed awkwardly, "what do you mean, honey? it's...cause...the baby?"
your brows furrowed, "baby?"
he simply looked at you and nodded.
you brought your other hand to his cheek, before speaking softly "bub, i'm not pregnant."
his eyes widened and a blush spread over his cheeks. "wh––oh...but i––" he looked down, talking to himself. "oh man...it was a dream?"
you couldn't help but let out a little laugh and once he looked up at you, he burst out laughing too.
"aw i'm sorry honey."
you shook your head, "you don't have to apologize, bub." you moved to sit in his lap, "plus we have plenty of time to start our own family."
he smiled sheepishly and pulled you in for a sweet kiss.
daichi woke you up with breakfast in bed, the glimmer in his eyes brighter than usual as he kissed you good morning.
you were surprised, but not too much to accept the food. "thank you dai," you finished chewing before continuing, not wasting a second before diving into the eggs he made you. "what's the special occasion?"
his eyes widened a fraction for a half a second before they returned to normal, a small smile on his face. "just wanted to spoil you, why? is that a crime?"
you laughed. "no, but you would know, you're the cop." you teased.
he chuckled and rolled his eyes, "eat up," before kissing your forehead and making his way to the door.
just before he stepped out, you called his name, "oh, dai?"
he turned and raised his brows, "hm?"
"what time are we going to the store?" you always went on the weekends, in the mornings before it got crowded.
he just smiled, "oh don't worry i already went, and i got all your favorites."
your lips parted in pleasant shock. "have i told you how much i love you?"
he smirked, "doesn't hurt to hear it every day."
you smirked right back and looked back to your food, "good to know."
you could practically hear him roll his eyes as he laughed and muttered a quiet tease, under his breath.
a few minutes later when you were finished with your breakfast, before you could get out of bed to put the utensils away, daichi was already plucking the tray out of your hands. you pouted up at him playfully, "i can walk myself you know."
he shook his head and kissed your nose, "just relax, i got it."
you raised a brow, "why are you being so nice to me?"
he stood up straight, raising a brow of his own, "i'm always nice to you."
you gave him a look, "you know what i mean."
he gave you a look back, "oh don't play coy. just get used to this for the next nine months. i didn't think you'd be complaining to be honest..."
you paused, "wait what? why nine months?" nine months? but you weren't––
he paused as well, thinking for a moment before responding. "is this another joke too?"
"wait you don't...you don't think i'm pregnant do you?...cause i'm not."
he blinked, "...are you sure?"
you made a face before looking down to your stomach, "are you saying i look––"
"no no!" he stopped you quickly, scratching his head as he laughed sheepishly. "then...huh i'm sorry i––i don't know where i got that idea from."
you smiled, "don't be sorry." you looked at him, "so you uh––weren't opposed to the idea though, huh?"
he looked into your eyes earnestly, "not at all."
you nodded, keeping your butterflies in check as you smirked again, "good to know."
osamu watched you carefully and almost hopefully as you ate your dinner across from him. he'd made your favorite and when you asked him what the special occasion was, he simply shrugged with a small knowing? smile. but you were too distracted by the food to question it further.
you could feel his eyes on you as you chewed your food happily, but then again he tended to do that anyway, something about him finding you cute while you ate his food––you couldn't complain.
but you couldn't help but feel like he was waiting for something. as you finished up, because yes, you waited until you finished your meal, it was too good––you glanced up at him and smiled, maybe he was waiting for a compliment?
you leaned over the table and he met you halfway, "thank you for the food samu, it was amazing as always." you pressed your lips against his and his smile never ceased, if anything it got wider. his hand came up to hold your jaw and prolong the kiss, his thumb caressing your cheek softly.
when you pulled away, you bit your lip sheepishly, still feeling butterflies in your stomach even after all this time being with him.
he looked at you fondly, "you know i'd do anything for you."
you smiled cheekily, "then how about we top off this amazing dinner with some wine, hm?"
his eyes widened comically. "um––wh––"
you laughed, confused. "what's wrong? you love wine."
"right but i just––" he scratched the back of his head. "should you be drinking that?"
you paused and furrowed your brows, sitting back. "why not?"
"well cause you're...pregnant...?" he dragged out the last word into a question at the last second and now it was your turn for your eyes to widen.
"wh––no i––i'm not?" you shook your head, before speaking more confidently. "i'm not, babe."
he blinked slowly a few times, before looking away, the revelation hitting him. "oh..."
after a few beats of silence you spoke up again. "did you...want me to be?"
he looked back to you, a glimmer in his eyes. "i wouldn't mind raising a family with you. i think about it all the time."
you felt your eyes start to tear up, "really?"
he nodded with a smile, taking your hand and bringing you around to sit in his lap. he wrapped an arm around you and brought the other to your cheek. "really."
you kissed him slowly, pouring all of your love and passion into it before pulling away and giving a wet chuckle. "okay."
he laughed as well, licking his lips and looking up at you with a new spark in his eyes. "okay?"
you nodded, "let's start a family."
ushijima stared at you with interest as you quite literally waddled into the living room, hands on your stomach as you made a face as if it were taking you strenuous effort to walk.
despite his confusion, he spread his legs and opened his arms subconsciously when you made your way over to him before you plopped yourself down to sit on his lap.
you huffed and dropped your head back on his shoulder. he froze for a moment, thinking of all the possibilities of reasonings for your actions and he was only coming up with one. were you really pregnant? he feels like you would have told him something as important as this. surely you would have––
you sighed and closed your eyes for a moment, catching his attention. "this is one big baby, huh?" his lips parted in shock but you didn't notice. you took his hands and placed them on your stomach, before looking up at him with wide, playful eyes. "maybe you'll even feel it kick."
he tensed behind you and sat up carefully, with you still in his lap, unsure how to respond. "...a baby? you're pregnant?"
you raised a brow, looking at him funny. "yeah, with tonight's dinner."
he blinked. "oh...you meant a food baby."
you laughed and pat his arm that was currently sliding around your waist to hold you close. "yeah, a food baby. you really thought i was actually pregnant?"
he looked toward the tv, a slight blush on his face. "yeah, yeah. just don't scare me like that again."
