His smile softened as Hoseok returned from the gym, walking straight through into the bedroom. Your figure was laid in the middle of the bed, fast asleep as you clutched on tightly to the cushion that was in your hold, at last getting some rest after what had been another restless night.
After dropping his bag to the floor, Hoseok’s slow footsteps moved towards the bed, perching down on the end of it. His eyes never stopped looking at you as he lowered himself down, placing his hand gently over the top of your bump.
“You look comfy,” Hoseok smiled, whispering down to you to make sure that he didn’t disturb you. “And so does this little one, for once,” he gently sniggered, feeling nothing from your bump.
His hand slowly began to run along your bump as your baby remained settled. After a long few nights of constantly being disturbed by your baby kicking away at you, to not feel anything was quite nice for Hoseok. He was glad to see your eyes finally closed, with a weak smile of content on your face too.
“Is this you for the night?” Hobi laughed, noticing how late it was, only to feel a kick against his bump in reply to his question, switching his glance to look at you.
“Ouch,” you mumbled, feeling the full force of their kick against the left of your bump.
Hoseok’s hand moved away as your eyes slowly opened, giving you a bit of space. A sigh of relief came from you as you noticed that Hoseok was home, shuffling onto your back as your hand moved against the top of your bump too, trying to ease the discomfort a little.
“That kick might have been my fault,” Hoseok admitted, offering you a weak smile. “I was talking, and I think they might have been responding to me,” he added, watching your head nod in reply to him.
“It’s alright,” you assured him, running your other hand over the front of your face. “I can’t sleep here all night anyway, there’s still things that need to be done tonight.”
Hoseok’s head shook as soon as you went to sit up, pushing you back down. “There’s nothing that needs to be done right now, there’s plenty of time to wait. You’re comfortable, for once, let’s make the most of it for a little while, shall we?”
His hands moved to your side, helping you move a little bit across to the side. Once you were on your side of the bed, Hoseok laid himself down too, kicking his feet up before extending his arm out for you to roll across and move tightly into his side.
A kiss was pressed to the top of your head as you made yourself comfortable on Hoseok’s shoulder, sighing in relief at how cosy you felt once again.
“If they kick again, I’ll be here to take care of you,” Hoseok whispered down to you, encouraging you to try and close your eyes again. As you did, his hand moved straight back down to rest against the top of your bump, feeling for any kicks that arrived. “It’s important that you sleep as much as you possibly can these days.”
A hum of agreement came from you in reply to Hoseok. “It won’t be long before the two of us are both having sleepless nights, not just me anymore,” you laughed, hearing a groan come from above where you rested.
It was the one part of parenthood that hadn’t quite sunk in for Hoseok just yet. “What am I going to do having to get up at various points of the morning?” Hoseok asked, feeling your shoulders shrug back at him.
Your eyes opened, looking back up at him. “You can get up at ridiculous hours to go to the gym,” you reminded him, “I’m sure you can get up for a crying baby too.”
His hand poked against your hip as you spoke, shaking his head back across at you. As much as he loved to joke, deep down Hoseok knew that he was more than happy to do whatever it took not only to take care of you, but also to take care of your baby when they arrived, making sure that he was the best dad possible.
Just as the two of you fell silent, another kick came to the left of your bump, making Hoseok jump. “It seems they don’t want us to be quiet,” he joked, bringing yet another chuckle from you too, wriggling slightly to get comfortable once again.
The sound of Hoseok’s voice was something that you knew your baby loved, most of the time when he started speaking, some sort of reaction followed. He never liked to believe it, convinced you were just being nice, but you could tell there was something about him that got to them.
“They probably just want to hear you,” you told Hoseok, catching his head shaking out of the corner of your eye. “It always seems to be your voice that gets them kicking you know.”
“Maybe they’re just being nice,” he suggested, “we’re already raising a nice baby Y/N, that’s it.”
Your eyes rolled at how humble he still tried to act around you, seeing the smile on his face that let you know just how excited he was deep down. It was something that Hoseok failed to hide at the best of the times, but especially when it came to your baby.
It had surprised a lot of people just how invested he was in your pregnancy, and just how much he sacrificed too. You had lost count of the number of sessions at the gym he missed in order to take care of you when you were struggling, or how many times he had bailed on friends because he knew that he was needed more at home, preferring to spend the night cuddled up with you and getting some rest.
Everything that Hoseok did whilst you were pregnant had you excited for how things would be once your baby arrived. It was obvious to everyone that they already had Hoseok wrapped around their little finger, without even doing a thing.
Although others liked to tease him, you couldn’t help but feel lucky. There were thousands of little things that he did for you, even now, you knew that he had other things he needed to do, but instead he decided to stay and hold onto you.
“You know that I’m not going to let you move now, don’t you?” You asked Hoseok.
“I had a feeling that this would be us for the night,” he chuckled back in response to you, “as long as you’re comfortable though, I don’t mind.”
“Are you sure?” You questioned, “don’t you want to go and do the things that you usually do once you get home from the gym?”
Hoseok’s head shook in reply to your question firmly, a wide smile on his face. “None of that’s really that important to me, the one thing that’s important is making sure that you’re resting, and that you’re comfortable.”
“I’m definitely feeling comfortable laying right here with you,” you assured him.
“That’s all that matters them,” he smiled, pressing a kiss against your forehead. “We can stay here all night long, there’s no need to do anything else.”
“What about turning the light off?” You jokingly asked him.
“I’ll move for a minute, and then I promise that I’ll be back.”
