“babe, you know we’ve only got like, thirty minutes left right?” you yell from the bedroom – more specifically, the vanity table you were perched on, where your purse and a bunch of accessories were laid out in a mess.
your question is met with silence. weird, you think. as you make your way down the hallway towards the bathroom, you hear a loud and exasperated sigh.
turning into the bathroom, you see your boyfriend!yukhei who’s also moving towards you with his mouth slightly open, as if he’s about to shout his reply back.
his eyes widen in surprise at first, but he quickly relaxes and holds your hands to pull you closer. you comply, and as you step next to him you feel the strong musky scent of his cologne wrap around you.
“baby… i need help.” yukhei says, letting out a dramatic sigh.
“i can’t do my tie.”
facing you at eye level is his perfectly ironed white dress shirt, matched with the elegant collar links you got him for his birthday – and a black tie that had a rather hastily done knot.
you notice how stressed he looks, and it’s so cute that you bite back a smile.
“were you seriously struggling with this for the past forty-five minutes?” you chuckle. “i did both my makeup and hair in that amount of time.”
yukhei scoffs incredulously. “okay but you’re still not dressed!” he juts his chin at your bathrobe, a grin threatening to form on his face.
“well i was just about to!” you whine. “now let me fix this or we’ll be late.”
you smirk as you grip onto the knot of his tie and pull him towards you, prompting him to bend down. as your hands work their magic in full concentration, you feel his eyes examining your face – and you can feel the blood rushing to your cheeks.
“stop looking at me like that,” you whisper.
“why?”
“it’s making me nervous.”
“just wanna kiss your red lipstick off...”
“yukhei!”
you don’t even want to think of how hot your cheeks felt right now. the fact that yukhei’s gaze still won’t leave your face has you acting fast.
“done.” you announce, patting his shoulders.
yukhei straightens his back and turns to the mirror, shamelessly checking himself out – as were you.
”you look good.” you tell him, and you’re not lying at all – your boyfriend looks absolutely dashing.
you’re not sure if it’s the gelled back hair showing off his undercut, or the combination of earrings and studs he had chosen, or just the way his suit fits his physique so damn well.
but you’re suddenly reminded of the time, and you rush back to your bedroom. ridding yourself of the fluffy bathrobe you practically live in, you put on the outfit you picked for this evening: a sleeveless bustier dress in a deep burgundy shade that reached just below your knees and hugged your figure in all the right places.
yukhei strolls in just as you’re fiddling with your dress, and comes to a halt as he takes in the way you look from afar. you hold your breath when you look up at the mirror and see his eyes sensually rake all over your body.
before you can even ask him to help you out, he takes a few steps to stand right behind you. then you feel him gently pull your curls to a side and reach for the zipper resting on your lower back before zipping you up – all in the silence and dimness of the room, never letting his eyes move away from yours.
“you’re so beautiful baby,” yukhei murmurs, wrapping his arms around your hips and placing a kiss on your shoulder. “i’m so lucky.”
“everyone we meet tonight will know that you. are. all. mine.” he whispers, holding his kiss after every pause.
“yukhei…” you let out a shaky sigh, and he merely smirks in response before leaving wet kisses up the side of your neck.
when he finally decides to stop, you turn around to hook your arms around his neck and pull him down for a quick smooch. “we can continue this later.” you mumble against his lips. and just from the way he tightens his grip on your waist, you know you’re driving him insane.
“how about now?”
“we’re already running late!”
“yangyang and dejun are gonna be even later than us for sure–“
“babe... i don’t think sicheng would appreciate more than two of his friends being late to his wedding.”
[8:40 PM] Beside one of the enormous pillars inside the palace, Yukhei stood rigid with his hand resting on the hilt of his sword.
The music from the orchestra circled the air with its soft tunes, lulling different lords and ladies to gather and dance to the center of the hall. Their jewels twinkled against the gargantuan chandeliers hanging above their heads. Yet Yukhei’s eyes were fixed to you, dancing with one of the princes.
When you spun, Yukhei saw the boredom in your face. However, when your eyes met his, a smile adorned your lips. Yukhei fought the urge to smile back, so he nodded his head instead.
Yukhei hates these kinds of gathering. And if he could, he would certainly leave his position and run away. The merriments in the palace has always failed to make his heart rejoice. It is a reminder of who he is and isn’t.
Yukhei gulped down the thorns prickling his throat. A knight should never cry.
So he watched you as he tried to burn down the affection burning inside his heart. Because knights were sworn to protect. Not to love.
it hasn’t even been an hour since you dozed off, you think, as you’re slowly awakened by the small tugs against your belly — which just refuse to stop.
kick. kick.
it’s almost as if you’re not allowed to spend one second not thinking about the growing fetus inside of you. even now, in the midst of your third trimester and having just a few weeks left till you’ll get to hold your baby in your arms, you feel the shape of your bump stretching on many nights.
you whine softly, inching your hands under the sheets to rest on top of your belly. it’s been a mildly tiring, albeit fun day, for you and your husband!yukhei who spent hours setting up the cot in the nursery. yukhei, who sleeps soundly next to you, snores lightly. as gently as you can, you reach out for his large hand resting on his bare chest and place it above your belly, hoping it stops the kicking – a trick that has worked several times, and only encouraged him to be smug about the things his hands can do.
the kicking stops for a few seconds. you’re just about to let out a sigh of relief, but a strong blow quickly appears, leaving you slightly annoyed. your husband shifts in his sleep – he must’ve felt that too. he turns his head to face you with his eyes still shut.
“what’s wrong baby?” his voice is raspy and you watch the way his adam’s apple bobs as he clears his throat. “everything okay?”
“mmhmm. just... someone doesn’t wanna sleep yet.”
his lips slowly lift into a smile and he chuckles softly before blinking his eyes open.
“maybe they miss me. and my hands.”
you snort and squeeze his hand that remains rested on top of your belly.
“well, your hands aren’t working this time.”
yukhei’s smile grows as he sits up carefully with his free arm and move towards the end of the bed. you watch as he shrugs the covers off and positions himself between your legs, before pulling the end of your loose satin nightgown up till your chest – the action alone making you crave the intimacy you both shared before your large bump got in the way.
bending down, he cups the sides of your bump and presses kisses all over your skin.
“why are you keeping mummy awake at this hour, little bean?”
you can’t help but smile as he continues talking to your bump in a teasing manner, like he always does. his hair is a cute mess, small locks of hair sticking out in random directions.
“mummy needs to rest,” he says, tapping his index finger. “if not daddy doesn’t get any rest either... so let’s all go to sleep okay?” he adds playfully, and you’re sure your smile has grown big enough to take over your face by now.
after a few seconds, the movement inside of you miraculously comes to a still. yukhei looks at you with his eyes widened, in awe that his words have been listened to so quickly.
“goodnight little bean,” he coos. “we’ll see each other soon and you’ll get to play with daddy as much as you want then.”
giving your bump one last kiss, yukhei adjusts your nightgown comfortably and moves back to his spot beside you. he pulls the sheets over the both of you, making sure there are no gaps exposing you to the cool air.
“i think it’s your voice that little bean loves.” you tell your husband.
his eyes look to you in adoration and he slowly lowers himself to hover his face above yours.
“you think so?”
you nod a few times. yukhei hums in acknowledgement, then pretends to ponder for a second.
“what about mummy then, what does mummy love about daddy?”
your heart races at the sudden flirtatious remark. it’s been years since you both got together and you think it’s unfair how he still manages to make you feel like this now. with yukhei, you always feel young and innocently in love again.
“she loves everything about you,” you whisper after a few seconds of silence.
there’s a huge cheeky grin on yukhei’s face. the heat rushes to your cheeks, and you feel his fingers brush the stray hairs away from your face as his plush lips meet yours with a tender kiss.
naturally, your hand moves to his neck, then his jawline, then his chin. when you pull away and your forehead rests against his, you breathe out the three words that you’ll never get tired of saying to him.
and he says it back, with all the love in his eyes. smoothing a hand across the skin of your rounded belly, he tucks his face into the crook of your neck and dreamily wishes you goodnight.
