Tiffany

I combed his hair to the side, touching that one single strand that won't go back into it's place.

"Why do you look so small?" I muttered, pinching his cheeks. He shrugged and moved his face to the other side, swatting at my hands.

I laughed and got out of bed, tucking the sheets right underneath his chin because he always complained that when I left the bed it was always cold.

I went to take a shower and as soon as I got out I wrapped my body in a towel, stepping nto our closet.

I was pulling out a set of pyjamas but the warm hands on my shoulder trailed down my back slightly before undoing my towel.

His chin was rested on my shoulder. I smiled shyly, pressing the side of my face against his in content.

The towel dropped at my feet and I wanted to cover up, but he had his warm hands caressing my waist before trailing up to my tummy and placing his hands over it.

I watched him through the full length mirror, seeing how he was caressing my body so lovingly. I caught his genuine smile too. I wish he looked up so our eyes could meet at the mirror but he just kept smiling and smiling.

"Lil belly." He murmured.

I hummed. "Little cub is growing." Taetae named my bump Little cub, in honor of him because he was big bear. I found it adorable and ever since then we've been calling them that.

"It's cute." He said, chuckling into my shoulder before laying a kiss there. "It's like you got a beer belly you know, it sticks out a bit. Not too much, but enough to know you're carrying my baby."

"I'm only 9 weeks along, it's still got time to grow."

He sniggered. "Were you sick this morning? How were you feeling."

I turned around and looped my arms around his neck, kissing him gently on his lips. "I feel like shit. I was so nauseous this morning and I threw up more than usual. I'm also really craving pickles and onion rings."

"Why do you crave stinky food that plague your breath."

"Because it's yummy."

He rolled his eyes and slipped on a loose dress for me, tidying up my hair.

I also felt super clingy, but I know some parts of the day I want absolutely nothing to do with him. "You should probably shower and get ready for work, I'll have your morning coffee ready."

"Mm." He mumbled, giving me a final peck on the cheek before going into the bathroom.

I saw his broad shoulders, seeing how tense they were and I knew he was nervous.

He had to go to work today. It was his first day back at the office after weeks of persuading him to go work with Jonghyun.

I mean, all he ever did at home while I was at work was just lay around do chores and play with the puppies. He toned down all the weird one time jobs after his freak accident with his arm.

I opened the closet where I had neatly kept and hung all his suits he used to wear a lot before, after the police seized his business and shut it down Taeyeon wanted nothing to do with suits. Unless it was a special occasion.

I pulled out his favourite one which happened to be a darn navy blue. I laid it on the bed for him to get dressed after he took a shower. My eye caught his black leather briefcase and I smiled as I placed it against the foot of the bed.

The real challenge now was lunch and what I could make for him so he'd look forward t working diligently till that time to eat. He was always a good bear, ate everything in his lunchbox and never complained about what I had packed for him.

The thought of doing my former morning routine which was to make him breakfast, set is clothes aside and pack his lunch. The fact that now maybe, he's doing work that didn't involve anything remotely close to the triad.

The thought of it made me caress my tummy. Little cub, your father is incredible.

It made me happy, he's always been very keen and intelligent in business. I'm just glad he's back doing what he's good at.

I was just setting down his cup of coffee when he came down drying his wet hair with a towel before loosely hanging it around his neck.

Didn't really expect him to be in his boxers only, but I did enjoy the sight of his glistening chest.

He looked up at me charmingly and walked over to me, getting closer just to give me a kiss but I had a finger on his lips.

"You smell like flowers and honey."

"It's a new body wash I'm trying, I accidentally picked it up when I went to the store to get your cookies."

I pushed him away gently. "The smell nauseates me." I said apologetically.

He sulked but went to grab the cup of coffee, taking a sip.

"Why aren't you dressed?" I asked, pulling him close when eh placed the cup down. At that point the smell of lavender didn't bother me anymore, I just wanted to be close to him.

"I feel like I need to downgrade my attire. I don't want to seem as if I'm superior than anyone else there."

"Your position honey is basically the kick ass sidekick and right man of Jonghyun. What you're wearing is appropriate for the work place, now get your butt upstairs and get dressed because you really smell like lavender and I'm going to vomit all over your sparkly clean chest." I pushed him gently and slapped his butt, urging him forward.

"C-Can you dress me? He said turning around looking like a kitten. He was playing with his hand by then and I sighed leading him upstairs.

In the same walk in closet I was just in this morning where he caressed me lovingly was now presented for my turn.

I handed him an undershirt which he slipped on, but instead stuck his head into one of the arm holes and then he got his arm wedged in there too so it was just a big cluster fuck of moving limbs in a shirt.

I smacked his head lightly, laughing too hard that I thought I peed my pants a little. I whined but he told me it was all part of the pregnancy and it was normal.

I questioned how he knew so much but he told me it was a secret.

When I pulled the undershirt over his head and fixed his hair I stopped for awhile just looking at his eyes. He had a shy smile and cleared his throat.

My fingers danced lightly on his arm, trailing downwards and when I held up his white dress shirt he bent down to my level to fit into it and a did a little twirl, raising his arms asking me if it looked okay.

I nodded once, pulling him close by the collars of his shirt before letting go and smoothing out the wrinkles.

He had put on his pair of slacks and I started tucking his shirt in then buttoning it up. I did it unite slowly, not wanting to release him in the wild just yet.

"You think the workers won't walk out or something at the sight of me?"

"Why would they do that?" I asked, putting his waistcoat on an buttoning that too. He did look good in black and white and I wondered if he should wear the suit jacket.

"I don't know, I'm painted as a pretty bad person." He mumbled, glancing down and smoothening out his belly.

I shook my head. "You're a good bear." I whispered. I placed the suit tie around his neck, making a pretty knot just to make him extra presentable and when I stood back and saw how professional he looked, it made me miss it.

Little bear used to be a CEO, a big butt of a boss. It's how I really met him.

"Do I look okay?"

"You look more than okay." I said with a smile, getting on my tippy toes to kiss him. My hands felt up his arm, trailing down to undo the shirt's wrist button. I started to roll up his sleeves, giving him maybe a modern look to his attire.

"No suit jacket today?" He asked amusingly, staring at it and fixing his other sleeve.

"You look better without it, plus your arms bulge out. Looks good babe, now come here lets give you a comma curl."

He bent his head down just so it could be at my height and I palmed his cheek, moving up to his hair to style it. He was breathing a bit more rapidly by now and in the corner of my eye I saw how his adam's apple bobbed.

I went to the room and came back, unfolding the temples of his glasses. I tip toed just to put it on for him, sliding it gently and adjusting it so it sat on the bridge of his nose.

He looks smart. I'm in love with this look.

"You'll be fine today, I'm sure you'll do great. I bet you Jonghyun wouldn't even assign you to do anything today. Maybe you'll go pet some puppies or take a nap. Two of your most favourite things." I said, holding his sweaty hands.

"I'm a little nervous. Not scared, just nervous. There's a difference." He grumbled. He pulled on his tie just a bit and I slapped his hand away.

"Oh who are you kidding Taeyeon? You're scared. Grow a pair of hard steel balls and take life by the hand and strangle it. Tell it who's boss!"

"You are not a good motivational speaker, but I'll take what I get."

I giggled and when I heard the car's horn outside it was time for him to go. He turned his head to the window and his brows started t knit, he let out a big sigh and I hugged him.

"You'll be okay, trust me."

Just as we reached the door he held his briefcase and his brown paper bag that had his lunch in it in the other, having one foot outside the door.

"Be good for me okay? And make sure you let all the ladies and men, that you're married, you're mine. Don't forget to get me onion rings on your way home."

"Bye Fany." He waved and started to walk. That inconsiderate little piece of shit.

Before he left I threw a shoe at his back, crossing my arms in front of my chest and leaning against the door.

"You didn't give me a kiss." I muttered.

He picked up the shoe and jogged back cheekily, giving me a kiss. "Sorry love, lounge around, pig out or something. I'll be back to you and baby later, bye bye." He threw shoe far into the living room and just as I was about to scold him the puppies went after it.

"Me and baby want onion rings you twat!" I yelled, Taeyeon just pranced to the car and laughed aloud.

I waved goodbye and when Jonghyun lowered the window to his car he made a heart with his hands.

"He's my bitch for the time being, sorry!" He shouted, giving me a thumbs up. Just as Taeyeon walked by he whacked his briefcase at him before rounding off the car and getting into the passenger.

"I better get him back to me for the night or I'm coming for you Jonghyun!"

"Yes ma'am!"

They drove off and I closed the door, leaning against it.

What the hell was I supposed to do for the next couple of hours?


"Can I have a nugget." I asked.

"No, you ordered a cheeseburger. I ordered nuggets and fries so I'll eat nuggets and fries." He mushes a bunch of food into his mouth and starts obnoxiously chewing. He never really liked American food, but when he was hungry oh boy.

"But you know how much I love nuggets! This isn't fair!" I whined, tugging his arm.

"This isn't fair my ass baby, I asked if you wanted anything else and you said no so you're not getting these nuggets." He retorted, glaring at me.

My hormones, off the chart. I'm seriously considering strangling him. "I want nuggets!"

"Then you should've ordered some when I asked!"

"No! Just give me one!" He smacked my hand reaching for his nuggets.

"Taeyeon I'm having cravings! Stop being an asshole or you're sleeping outside, on the couch, with no blankets!"

He grumbled and handed the whole thing to me, sipping on his iced coffee. I think I finished the box in the time we had two red lights before he turned over to me and his jaw dropped.

"Oh my god, your cravings have gotten worse. Ever since you stopped feeling nauseous you inhale everything, you bring PigFany to a whole new level babe."

"I'm feeding another cute being inside of me, can you blame me."

He snapped his fingers. "Touche."

We were driving to the supermarket and honestly I was so excited. The amount of snacks I can buy.

He happened to pick me up from work and ever since he has been at the office he's been pretty happy. It was just second nature to him, he already knew what to do. It's been a couple of weeks now and man did I enjoy seeing him walk out of the house in suits every single morning.

The first day on the job Jonghyun made him fetch him a newspaper, a cup of coffee, organize pens in his cup holder and hand out business cards.

It was a joke, but at the end of the day Taeyeon came to me upset and complaining endlessly that Jonghyun was making him do secretary work when he should be ruling the world.

I laughed so hard, knowing that Jonghyun was just pulling his leg.

I started giggling in my seat and when eh asked me what I was laughing about I said him. He shrugged. "If it's about me tripping on the stairs the other day, you never saw it."

"You tripped so hard that your briefcase ended up flying to the door from upstairs. I've never seen you look so distressed before." Now I was giggling.

When we got a parking spot after Taeyeon yelled at like 4 drivers, I immediately ran to a cart, standing on it as Taeyeon pushed it around, telling me to get off but I didn't want to. When we passed by the supermarkets 'food court' I squealed, digging into his pocket for his credit card to go buy myself some food.

"Oh my god stop eating those. We haven't even shopped yet and you've already gotten your hands greasy. You're gonna be bloated." Tae plucked the bag of onion rings from my hand and placed them in the cart. I glared at him before retrieving it, sticking my hands into it and worshiping my damn onion rings as if it was a freaking religion.

"Over my dead body Taeyeon, take those away from me again and you'll have a little taste of death." He rolled his eyes and continued to slip in 'healthy' food that I was supposed to eat.

"Ow." I mumbled, feeling a bit of discomfort in my back.

"What?! What's wrong?! Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital? Baby I'll call the am-" I shoved a fistful of onion rings in his mouth and he frowned while blinking blankly at me.

"You stupid no, my back just hurts. It's like the baby is trying to announce it's growing or something in there."

Taeyeon nodded then out of nowhere threw the onion rings on the floor and I kicked his shin so hard for that.

"Owie." He growls as he rubs his leg.

"Pick that up! I don't want to see a single speckle on that floor! Lick it clean if you have to!"

He mumbles something I couldn't hear before crouching down to pick up the fried goodness with a wad of tissue. He came back still rubbing the floor with a cloth, making it shine sparkly and clean.

He looks up at me still crouched on the floor, cleaning it with an excessive amount of force. "What? You gonna give me a spanking if I don't clean it up right momma bear?"

"Oh momma bears gonna give you a fucking spanking alright if that's not clean." I growled back. He gave me a cute dimpled smile and I couldn't be angry at him anymore.

"Wasting my damn food as if he's some entitled rich prince." I muttered under my breath. I heard him chuckle behind me as I nibbled on my onions some more.

We checked out and I was trailing behind him opening a can of soda when he ran out with the cart, riding on the edge of it like a 12 year old.

"Taetae! Wait up!" I whined, waddling over there trying not to spill my drink.

"Come on stubby penguin, we got things to do!"

"Taetae I didn't get my straw!"

He turned around and pulled a straw out of his jacket. "I got it covered love, come on let's go slowpoke!"

My jaw dropped. "Shut the fuck up bitch. You're actually getting on my nerves like honestly I'm pregnant with our child and you're expecting me to run to you when I could have fallen or something, you know what Mr. Pushy? Why don't you carry me once in a while-"

I didn't even realize he was in front of me when I walked into his chest, it felt like a marble slab.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault, what can I do to fix it?" He said in a monotone voice before picking me up in his arms and walking us to our car.

"Stop being a stupid dick but that's not going to happen any time soon. I have a feeling my mood and tolerance for you is going to worsen. Consider this a warning Tae."

He nodded. "Understood Mrs. Kim."

As soon as we stepped into the cart Taeyeon reached behind us for the bag of snacks, opening a bag of chips and shoving them in his mouth as he drives us out of the supermarket.

"And you call me bloated. Look at you, Mr. Potato head. You're getting fatter, you had an 8 pack like two weeks ago. I counted last night and there's only 6." I said confidently.

He knitted his brows and squinted. He lifts up his shirt and checks, counting his abs loudly.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. . ."

I smirked at him, knowing I was right.

"7, 8. Alrighty, 8 on my tummy. Let's go home." He quickly pulls his shirt down and accelerates on the pedal.

"There's 6! Open your eyes and count! You're losing your muscularity!"

"Shh! Damn it accept me for what I am right now because in a few years I'll have a beer belly like all those dads have! Leave me alone!" I giggled and patted his arm, feeding him an onion ring for his troubles.

"There are fucking gross. They taste and smell like shit. What the fuck is wrong with you." He scrunched his face up as he keeps chewing. Did I want to punch him in the face? Yes. But I knew it was just the hormones making me violently more aggressive.

"Is it weird that I kind of want to put sour cream on these"

"You're gonna make me gag."

"Whatever."

I really liked how he didn't complain when we went to get groceries. I told him we had to make a pit stop to a giant department store so we could look at baby furniture and he didn't even say a peep. Not one complaint, or a groan.

Good bear.


"Taeyeon! What are you doing!" I hissed, looking around me to see if anyone was seeing that I was seeing.

He gave me that look as 'what do you think I'm doing' and the dumb expression made me just wonder. "I'm trying out the stroller, seeing if it's safe enough for my baby."

I face palmed myself, shaking my head. "You're fat ass is going to break it! Get your bitch ass out of there!"

"I'm just testing it before we buy it, don't worry." He tried to defend, his leg dragging against the baby's tray in the stroller.

"Only one of your legs can get in it, stop! You're too big!" I said again and when he really did get stuck I just turned away.

He got stuck and he stared at me, pointing at the stroller. I shook my head, walking away.

"Hey, hey get your pretty self back here and help me out."

I rolled my eyes, seeing the sales associate walk past me and freak out seeing Taeyeon man handling their displays.

"Sir! Please don't break the displays!" The lady said as if it had happened before.

"I'm not breaking them, I'm just taking them out for a test run." Taeyeon said calmly.

"Sir, you are stuck."

"Yes, I am stuck. Please help me before my wife leaves me in this mall." He said, and I could feel the glare he was giving her.

I walked to the other side of the baby section hearing him call my name throughout the department store and when he couldn't find me he used the store's microphone, announcing it to the world.

"Would Taeyeon's wife please come to customer service and pick up her husband. That is again, Taeyeon's wife that goes by the name Kim Miyoung?" I heard through the speakers.

All the ladies in the store looked at me, as if they knew it was me.

Fucking Taeyeon, he knows I hate that name.

I held onto my purse, ready to whack him with it. "Taeyeon-ah." I called. He turned around with raises fists that were covered with purple hats.

"Yo look, this baby hat is the side of my fist. It's like a glove." He wiggles his fingers in them and the hats popped off, he chuckled before picking them up and putting it back on the stand when the cashier glared at him.

"Can you behave?"

"Sorry. I'm a little excited." He said with a cheeky smile, I pinched his cheek, pulling him alon by the ear to get our next item.

"Why do we need a baby crib when the baby can sleep with us, on our bed?"

"Because you're a fucking heavy sleeper, you roll around and snore like a damn lion. You'd disturb our baby."

"Okay but. ."

"Stop, this is not up for discussion we are getting a crib."

He sighed, running his hands all over the cribs before pointing at the one in the off corer

I walked to him eyeing the pretty large crib. I honestly didn't know what expected but he started climbing into the crib, squishing his big self into the small space.

"Oh my god you're going to break it and then we're going to get kicked out." I hissed.

"I'm testing the baby crib." He stroked the interior before smiling pervertedly at me. "Come to bed, honey." He said seductively and I grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it at him leaving it in the crib.

"You have 20 seconds to get out of there before I shove this baby bottle up your ass."

He tumbled out and did a somersault, rolling over to me and patting himself neatly as he had an arm over my shoulder. He gave me a cheeky kiss and leaned against me, being so overly affectionate.

"Honestly, I feel like I'm raising you. You're my big baby."

"The best baby." He said, pointing to himself.

"Why do you have to be so extra."

"Dunno."

"I miss that shy hermit crab Taeyeon."

"That Taeyeon is still deep inside me, but I have to be bolder for my baby." He said, holding his head high.

"Pfft."

When I walked to our car I didn't expect to see a bunch of carts and workes loading things into it.

"Taetae. . "

"Everything you saw on your iPad I ordered. We really just came here to pick it up."

"Wow. ."

He kissed my cheek and started loading the big cardboard boxes into our can, at the end of it there were so many things that a truck had to follow us home to complete the order.

I grabbed the monkey plushy from the bag, bringing it to the passenger seat so I could hold it while Taeyeon drove home.

I smiled, thinking how he was already one step ahead of me.


"Wait I think this piece goes here. I think." I walked into Taeyeon piecing together a crib, and when I saw Jonghyun emerge from the shadows and grab the instruction booklet from him, I smiled.

"You're fucking retarded, it goes right there? You're reading this thing upside down. Dude you're also reading it in Swedish. The English side in on the Fucking back."

"Fuck off, Mr. Know-It-All. Don't tell me how to build a crib, I'll build one as snazzy and as fucking unique as I want it to be. Maybe baby wants a 10 foot long wooden leg sticking out of the side for protections against intruders, who knows!"

"By the time you're done you'll be calling it abstract art you dumb shit." Jonghyun murmured and before he got smacked by Taeyeon he was fast enough to smack Taeyeon first and I winced. Men are so rough. "I'm here stuck on a Thursday night building some crib with a dimwit who reads instructions backwards, and in a foreign language. You're going to be the worst father on the planet at this rate."

Taeyeon's head shot up and there was a plyful glint in his eyes, and I knew they were going to start wrestling and having a WWE moment in here.

I knocked on the edge of the door and slipped myself in.

Tae dropped everything in his hand and rushed to me.

"Honey?! What's wrong?! Why are you awake?! Did something happen?!" He grabbed me and slightly shook me, I was already annoyed and he blew it up.

"Oh my god calm down you emotional boob."

"Jonghyun there's food downstairs, I made your favourite." I chimed in. He nodded eagerly and walked past me, but not before giving me a quick kiss on my head.

"Thanks Fany." He said happily.

I followed him downstairs as he grabbed a bowl of dinner to eat. I was beside him, propping my head up with my hands as I waited for him to finish.

"What's up?"

"I was just wondering. . how are you dealing with the situation, you know with Siwon?"

"You're pregnant the last thing I want for you is to worry."

"Can I just have a brief summary?" I asked. When he shook his head I put on my best puppy eyes. "Please?"

He sighed, placing down his spoon. "Right now Siwon is being taken care of by my higher ups, I know a few people so he's keeping his mouth shut. If and it's a small if, if he talks or says anything about Taeyeon we've built a law suit again Siwon for bribery or some shit. He committed a few..wrongful deaths."

"So he's a corrupted cop?"

Jonghyun nodded. "Right now we're fabricating a story for Taeyeon, saving how he was wrongfully accused and how he was imprisoned wrongfully too."

"How is that going to work?"

"Well, you pay the right people and say the right things it'll work. Some of the celebrities you see today you'll be surprised by how much they got away."

"Will it work for Taeyeon?"

"I haven't broken a promise to Taeyeon, and I've always been there for him and made things work. Look how far we've come. Taeyeon's is there being a stupid dumb fuck trying to build a crib. You've gotta admit, you can trust me."

I started crying quietly and when he stared at me not knowing what to do I grabbed the tissues out of his hand and tried them off.

I know a lot of these promises revolving around law or whatever or the triad as a matter of fact are always on the edge.

Ive seen them being broken so many times.

But I trusted him because he was right. He has always kept his words and there wasn't one time where he just hasn't.

Taeyeon's here now and that's proof.

"Hormones." I muttered.

"Right, gotcha." He laughed and continued to eat, scrolling through his phone as if nothing wasn't wrong. He was normal, it's as if the problems he's trying to fix for Taeyeon weren't a big deal.

"Thank you." I said. He nodded and showed me away, telling me to help Taeyeon.

I walked back up, feeling a bit more relieved. The questioning said had been following me for weeks.

I sat next to Taeyeon, leaning against his shoulder as he had his tongue sticking out of his mouth still reading the booklet.

"I'm almost done." He said softly before folding it up and lacing it on the floor. "How are you feeling?"

"Large, hostile, and hungry."

He laughed. "Little cub just doesn't stop, huh?"

Taeyeon had a bun beside him and I sneakily dragged the wrapper to me, opening the package and eating it right in front of him.

I got up and inspected the crib, it looked so cute. I love the pink. Even though we didn't know the gender of the baby which we chose now to know yet, I insisted we get the pink one.

No child of mine is going to not love pink.

"Shall we move the furniture?" He suggested.

I nodded, sitting on one of the stools he had put in the room.

Taeyeon blinked twice at me, staring at me.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to help?" He asked, as if I was supposed to help.

"Nope." I shrugged.

He started pushing things around and when eh didn't meet my expectations I threw whatever was closet to me to get his attention.

"Move it to the right."

"No to the left."

"Taeyeon what part of to the right don't you understand!"

"You said left, baby you said left!"

"I fucking said right don't make me slap you."

Jonghyun was cackling at the doorway, his mouth stuffed with food and when eh walked by Taeyeon he laughed in his face.

"I can't wait to have my god daughter pop outta Fany and scold you like Fany does."

"Oh yeah, that's going to be a good show." I agreed and high fived Jonghyun.

"Stupid assholes."

"Don't swear in front of my fucking baby Taeyeon, don't make me slap you."

"Y-You! You just swor-"

I glared at him and he shrunk in his spot, grumbling something to him and when Jonghyun gave me a juice box I sat at the stool and sipped on it, watching them slave away to me.


There were days where I was just not having it. The mood wings were something that really threw me off. I haven't felt so annoyed at Taeyeon so much in my life.

I didn't want to do anything but lay in bed and that caused Tae to stay home with me for majority of the week when my sickness got a little overboard. But it was worth it because I can't wait to see and pop out my little bundle of joy.

I got annoyed by every little thing Taeyeon did. I felt like I could've hated him but obviously I didn't.

"Taeyeon, stop making that sound with your mouth. It's annoying."

"What sound? I'm just chew-"

"That sound! Stop chewing then! You're bothering me and it sounds gross!"

"Okay, okay. I will stop."

"And stop wearing that cologne! I hate it! It's making me nauseous!"

"Really?! You love it though."

"Yeah but not anymore!"

"Alrighty then."

I felt bad for my Bear because of my horrendous mood swings and random cravings. I'm a hormonal crazy pregnant lady. I remember two weeks ago I refused to have him sleep with me because I needed the entire bed and I thought he was taking up too much space plus his snoring was keeping me awake.

Never in my life have I ever refused Taeyeon's cuddles. Till that day.

Did I also mention that I'd wake up at 2 in the morning poking Tae awake asking him to take a nightly drive downtown to my favourite sushi restaurant to get me my favourite tuna roll? Yeah, that happened. It happened on many many occasions but being the good hubby he is he hasn't protested; yet.

"What are you doing?" He asks me as he pulls me down from the counter I was standing on.

"I want my chocolate biscuits." I said as I squirmed in his hold before being placed down by him.

"Never stand on counters darling, dangerous for you and baby. Plus, what chocolate biscuit?"

"The ones we bought at the grocery store today."

"We did?"

"Yeah?! I can't find it where did you put it."

"What packaging did it have?"

"It was red and gold."

"Oh." He looks away.

"What?"

"I think I accidentally threw it away. I think."

"Taeyeon?! Kim?! I didn't even get to eat it!"

"I thought it was garbage okay?! You ate a box of wafer cookies in the car and I thought it was just packaging from that so I threw it away when we got home." He defended, stepping back knowing I was going to get violent.

"Taeyeon! Are you fucking stupid? Why would you throw away an unopened box of cookies? I fucking hate you!"

"Woah, why are you so mad?"

"I hate you!"

"Oh my god are you that upset over freaking cookies honey? They were $5. I can buy you a billion dollar mansion honey. Hell, I'll buy you 600 boxes of that stuff."

"No! That's the point! It was $5 and I didn't even get to open the biscuits or eat it before you threw it away! You're throwing my biscuits that I bought with my own money that you basically threw in the trash! I'm so pissed off by you!" I started sobbing uncontrollably and I kept hitting him on the chest.

Was I overreacting over $5 biscuits? Yes. Was I actually upset? Yes.

"Oh my god Fany, stop crying. I'll buy you another box."

"Promise me and our baby."

"I promise you and baby I'll feed you with a box of diabetes."

"I love you." I sniffled and wiped my tears on his shirt.

"Yeah yeah, 2 seconds ago you were screaming 'I hate you Taeyeon!'"

Another occasion where my mood was bouncing off walls was when I was in his office watching him put together his new projector on the table. He looked so incredibly nail biting hot. Black suspenders, shirt's two buttons undone,sleeves rolled up, hair slicked back to my favourite little side part undercut, that distinct vein that liked to protrude out of his arm that for some reason I had a weird kink to.

Ugh, attractive, handsome and all mine.

Was I turned on? Yes, very.

"Peanut, take off your shirt."

"Huh? Why?"

"Just do it, its for your own good."

"W-why?"

"Taeyeon, strip."

He shook his head and continued to play with his new gadget. "Stop being a horny perv watching me from my desk and let me finish this." He muttered, I slammed the book on his desk and he looks at me with horror. I strolled towards him and he inched himself all the way back till he fell on the couch and embraced himself.

"P-Pany, wifey?" He stutters and grabs the edges of the couch.

"I have grown increasingly horny these past weeks and you've done nothing to satisfy me."

"I-I don't want to hurt the b-baby."

"We went over this a bajillion times honey, you won't hurt the baby. I even went to the doctors."

"You even went to the doctors?! Oh my god, please turn yourself off."

"Is it because of the weight I've gained? Are you indirectly calling me fat?! Is this why you don't want to have sex with me?!"

"No, no no no no. It's nothing like that babycakes, here sit sit sit. I'll get you your chocolate bar and your favourite soda." Before I could whine some more and accuse him of not finding me sexy anymore he left the room and slammed it shut.

I seethed in my spot and threw a plastic cup at his stupid projector.

"Stupid gadget, taking all of my hubby's attention."

He came back with an armful of my treats before sitting down right beside me and pulling me in his lap.

"Are you crying? Oh my god you're crying. Why are you crying."

"I-I don't know why." I hiccuped.

"Did I make you cry?"

I shook my head but nodded it right after.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Come here." He pulled me into his lap and I sniffled there.

"It's like I can't even control the tears coming out of my eyes, why am I crying?!" I whined.

"Yup. I know right?"

"I hate you." I said, elbowing his rib.

"I know."

"Ugh I don't know now I love you again."

"I know."

"I hope you know I look like a bloated whale."

"You're the most beautiful bloated whale I have ever set my eyes on."

"Stop trying to flatter me, my fingers are getting a wee bit fat to the point that it's getting swollen and I can't wear my wedding ring anymore."

"I love your sausage fingers." He cooed, bringing my hand up to kiss everyone of them.

"Ugh. You make yourself so loveable sometimes." He nods in agreement before slipping his hand on my back. Even little touches like that made me so eager to have him.

"Later baby. When we're at home okay? Not here because I'm at work and there's 30 people who could watch us doing the nasty." I whined and poured hoping my best puppy eyes would persuade him but he shook his head and slid me on the couch.

When we got home I pestered him again. He was just about to sleep till I pressed my front against his back and snaked my hand up his shirt, tugging on his little golden necklace I gave him and kissing the back of his neck.

"Taeyeonie." I said with a singsong voice.

"Hm, not now I'm tired."

"You promised."

"Well the promise is on hold because I can't function properly as we speak right now."

"But TaeBear I need you. I'm like getting, hot down there. Burning, on fire, lit."

"Not now Fany. I'm closed for today, out of order. Please try again later."

"Tae. Please? You promised me at your office today."

"The person you have tried to reach is currently out of service, please try again later. For additional help dial. ." He paused and i didn't know what he was doing til he slipped me a piece of paper.

'1-800-TURNED-ON-FANY-NEEDS-TO-STOP-HARASSING-HER-HUSBAND.'

". . . Peanut."

"I have a ceremony to go to tomorrow. It's 2 am Pany-ah I'm tired. I need sleep okay?"

"Are you really going to ignore me."

"Mhm."

"Fine! Go sleep on the couch!" I kick his back and push him out of the bed.

"Are you serious? Are you really going to make me sleep outside?" He sits up and with his messy bed hair and angry scowl.

I nodded and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

He sat close to me and I kicked him away. He opened his arms big and side for me like an invitation to hug him. I yet again kicked him away.

"Aww, come here."

"Get away from me. I didn't say you could sit that close to me." I hissed.

"I hate you."

"Well I love you." He said so dreamily.

"Don't talk to me."

"But I wanna talk to you."

"In your dreams."

He sighed and went downstairs and I was so close to crying. But he came back in with something behind his back before presenting me a jar of pickles.

"Look, yesterday I was really tired okay? You know how much I love your sexy pregnant body. Plus, I always satisfy your desires. But last night I was totally burnt out from work." He said quietly.

"Excuses." I muttered and tried to grab the jar from him.

He took it away from me and out of my reach. I squirmed to get it, sitting on his lap to reach it but his long arms were freaking damn long.

"If I give you this jar of nastiness, you have to forgive me right now."

I shook my head.

"Okay, guess this jar of pickles gonna have to go in the tra-" He was going to get up but I smacked his shoulder.

"Okay! Fine! You're forgiven!" He handed me the jar and I popped it open.

"Mm. Now, let me rock your world tonight and marvel your gorgeous body hm?" He said, forehead pressing mine and all he was doing was just bothering me.

"No. I'm not in the mood anymore. I hate you."

"Can I love you then."

"No."

"You can't resist this!" He rips open his pajama and the buttons fly everywhere. I stare at him unimpressed, I wasn't going to sew those buttons back onto his shirt.

He starts to roll up his sleeves, and my God that is like my biggest weakness.

He smirked at me and touched my inner thigh. I hated him for denying me once but I couldn't resist him again.

"Fine! But you better me gentle!"

"Taeyeonie promises love, gentle bear coming right up!"


I stared at the full length mirror. My belly has grown so much, it was the size of a basketball or something.

We were okay, the baby and I. The pregnancy went by smoothly, Taeyeon was by my side and helped a lot. I was lucky.

I caressed my gigantic belly, smiling at how in a couple of months that were going to go by quick, a little us is going to be born.

Grow up to be strong and healthy, make your daddy and I happy.

Suddenly I turned around frowning. I could just feel the change of mood instantly.

"Peanut, honest answer do I look fat?" I say, turning around. He cocks a brow and clicks his tongue. He placed his gaming console down and tilted his head.

"I'm like not answering that question whatsoever. It's a trap waiting for Tae bear to step on and bam! There goes like 2 of my limbs."

"Answer me, truthfully."

"You want my honest answer?" No I don't want your honest answer.

"Yes I want your honest answer."

"Yeah, you look fat." My jaw dropped at his bluntness and I elbowed him in the stomach before stomping away to the closet.

"Yah! You asked me for the truth! God damn it I feel like I got shot! Why did you hit me!" He screeches, holding his stomach as he made his way into the closet with me.

"Well you didn't have to be brutally honest with me! Sometimes moments like these I wish you lied!"

"Baby you are still the most prettiest, dick hardening, little daisy I have ever met." He says, wrapping his arms around me.

"That was the grossest compliment I have ever heard. Thanks." I said, scrunching up my face as he kissed me tenderly behind my ear.

"No problem, flattering you since '16."

"You're such a flirt." I giggled, loving the way he looked at me from the mirror.

"But seriously, you look hot still."

I nodded. I walked down the stairs carefully as he held me close, making sure I didn't fall and when we got downstairs he quickly went to fetch me my shoes.

"Come on pretty lady, let's slip this on for you." He said happily.

I smiled as he put them on. I held onto his back and the railing I couldn't even see my toes.

"Love you." I said when he knelt down to tie my shoe laces. I love it, belly was so big I couldn't even bend down.

He patted his shirt down and smiled. "Love you too." He held my hand and lead me out. "Let's go."

Just before we left the door I saw him turn around and I heard the crinkle of the chocolate bar.

"Put that down Taeyeon, or I'll beat the brains out of you."

"I'm hungry." He whined, stuffing his face with as much chocolate as he can because he knew I wasn't bothered enough to walk to him.

"No chocolate for breakfast." I warned and when he didn't stop I threw my shoe at him. "You're testing my patience, you're going to get sick!"

He picked up the shoe and turned around, mouth full of chocolate and he jogged over to me, bending down and slipping it back on for me.

"Sorry ma'am!"


I was twirling around in his office chair bored out of my mind and trying to ignore the dozen of eyes staring at me at the meeting room.

"Taeyeon, do you think we can drive by the Chinese takeout place after this? I'm kind of craving the shrimp dumplings."

"Sure, just after this meeting okay?" Tae turns around apologizes for my interruption and continues his presentation as I sit in his big boss chair scarfing down my bowl of strawberries.

I mean, Taeyeon didn't want me too far from him during my pregnancy so I've been following him in the office for the past few weeks.

Tae goes from a super cute bean to an overly serious lifeless man in a second. I love how he changes for me. "So, if you look at the pattern here there's a clear spikes during the months of February to June. That is wh-"

"Peanut, I think we should paint the nursery pink regardless of the gender because honestly, my child of mine will grow up to love pink and I don't care what you say."

"Uh, okay. Shush for a few minutes okay? Just sit pretty and eat your fruits. Wait, you've finished that too? It's your second bowl honey." He looks at me with confusion and was going to return to talking about boring charts till I threw a pen at him.

"Excuse you, last time I checked you didn't have a mini Taeyeon growing inside of you. I suggest you shut up and get me another bowl of fruits before the pregnant lady gets upset."

". . . B-But we're in the middle of a meeting." He whispers quietly. He pouts and I shook my head while twirling around in his chair.

I dismissed him with a wave of my hand.

"Taetae, go."

"Fine." He throws his hands up in the air in defeat before disappearing to get me something to satisfy my cravings.

"He's really whipped huh." One of the senior partners piped up and I had to turn my chair to face the charming old man.

"Yup, he's a trained bear if I say so myself. I married myself a good one."

"You should take over the company." He says approvingly. He gives me two thumbs up before Taeyeon barges in and places my snack in front of me.

"I can't, world domination is up on my list. Taeyeon's company is too much for a little lady like me to handle."

Taeyeon turns on his heel and faces the old guy with gold spectacles. "Excuse me. Mr. Hughes I'd like you to know that I run my company very well and I'd appreci-"

"Bear, sit down. Cuddle me to sleep and give me a back rub, my back hurts."

". . ."

I smiled cutely and opened my arms big and wide for him. He blinks blankly at me as he looks at all the people in the room staring at him.

He was reluctant at first. But he loves me too much to say no.

At the end of the day I was on Taeyeon's laps listening to his cute rumbling voice through his chest as he was giving his presentation from a chair with me cuddled on his lap. I grabbed the lapels of his suit and fell asleep right there. Being pregnant has its perks; special treatment 24/7.


I was laying in bed with my foot resting on Tae;s lap as he gave me a foot massage while typing on his laptop. This man is a working mule, he can multitask so efficiently to the point where I thought I married a cyborg.

"Baby."

"Hm?"

"Sleep with me?"

"I got a little bit of work left to do. Maybe in a couple of minutes hm?"

"Okay."

2 hours later he was still typing away on his computer and I kicked his tummy to get his attention.

"What!" He shouts, startled and looking annoyed.

"I'm going to start crying if you don't bring me upstairs and cuddle with me." He groans as he turns off his laptop and carries me in his arms.

I enjoy this type of pampering.

We laid on the bed as I read a book to him, it was just one of those days where I suggested we slept early. I liked being close to him, because I was a bit bored. "I swear there's a mini me inside that Buddha belly of yours because you're getting heavier everyday." He suddenly said out of the blue.

"Excuse me?!"

He sat up and smiled. "Let's name your bump, Little Cub. Because I'm Tae bear, aka big bear." He puts his ear right up my belly and palms it and I wanted to flick his forehead so bad. But he looked so cute.

"We already named it Little cub."

He gave me a quiet 'oh.'

"Can we name the bump Peanut?" He then suggested.

"No, that's your nickname."

"No, they're embarrassing." He whined cutely before tapping my enlarged belly.

He rests his chin on it and looks up at me and winks. I have no idea what this man is up to but I'm sure I'm in for a ride.

He kissed my tummy and I ran my hands through his hair, coaxing him to sleep. "Hi. I am your father. Grow inside your mother for a few more months then come out and wreck havoc before ruling the world with me okay? Just don't cause your mom too much trouble inside there or else I'll have to deal with your mother too. I think between me and you, we both don't want to put your dear father into misery for the entire length of your mothers pregnancy. She's a pain the ass to deal with. So please be an easy baby." I honestly couldn't stop smiling at the way he talked to our baby in my stomach. I felt like crying when he said all those things but I didn't want to be too emotional because he doesn't know what to do when I cry. Men these days.

"Oh, and by the way. Please stop craving pad thai, the only shop that's sells your mothers favourite junkie food closes at 2 am daily. I hate getting up half an hour before 3 just to fetch you and your mother super late midnight snacks." I smacked Taeyeon's's head and he curled up right beside me and my belly. He put his arm around it and nuzzled his face into my shoulder.

"Goodnight my beautiful pregnant bloated whale, and goodnight my future villain. I love each and every one of you."

"You're so cute." I mumbled.

He got off of me lightly and laid beside me, tucking the strands of hair behind my ear and I thought I was going to put him to sleep, but he was making me sleepy.

"Taetae?" I called.

"Hm?"

"What kind of father do you want to be?" I was curious.

"A father who is like a best friend to them, and someone they know who will protect them." He said charmingly, pulling me closer to him.

He smiled in the dark and kissed my forehead. "I don't want to be anything like my own dad, I'm going to raise our child unlike how I was raised."

"Cute." I chirped.

He starts laughing a bit. "If its a daughter, I want to smile at her, make her giggle, let her use me as a giant teddy bear and kiss her so much."

"But if we have a son I'm going to be a scary dad."

"Taeyeon! You can't just be a sucker for your daughter and then . . no, baby!" I hit his chest gently and frowned but he only ever shrugged.

"It's how it's going to be, blame nature, not me."

I rolled my eyes and whispered death threats in his head that left him squirming away from me

"Sometimes I can't sleep."

"Hm?" I hummed, closing my eyes.

"I can't believe this is happening you know? We're going to bring life in a couple of months and I don't know. I'm just so happy." He said and I didn't have to look to know those sincere eyes. "You're a cute little penguin, waddling around because of baby. . "

I can't believe it either, but I'm glad you're happy, I really am.

I felt his fingers caress the side of my face, he kissed me on the forehead a couple of times but the last thing I heard from him was,

"Thank you, Miyoungie. For everything."