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baby

i walked into chanyeol's studio and he turned to look at me, immediately grinning widely.

"hey baby, what's up?" he asked.

"he was missing you." i replied, rubbing my very big belly. my 7 month old fetus is already a big daddy's boy so whenever he knows that chanyeol's out, he makes my life hard.

"then come here and let me talk to him." he said. i waddled closer and stood in between his legs, smiling when he put his hands on my stomach.

"hey little guy, it's your daddy here." he whispered. "please stop freaking out when i leave, it hurts mommy. i love you but i can't be with you all day. i'm here now, though, so you can calm down and go back to sleep."

he placed a kiss on my belly button then wrapped his arms around me, cuddling into my stomach.

"what are you doing today?" i asked.

"working on a new song. want to hear it?" i nodded so he moved me to sit on his lap then put the headphones over my ears. a melody started playing and by the second note i was already in love with it.

"chanyeol, this is beautiful..." i whispered. he stopped it after a few seconds and smiled at me.

"you really like it?" he asked.

"of course, it's so amazing." i replied. he smiled then placed a gentle kiss on my lips. "our boy is going to be talented just like you."

"please, if anything he'll be doubly talented. with his talented father and even more talented mother, he's all set." chanyeol said, grinning. i smiled back and put my hands over his on my stomach.

"i don't want our son being an idol like us." i said.

"why not?" he asked.

"it's too hard of a lifestyle. i know we both have to deal with it but i don't want that for him, i want him to live as normal a life as possible."

he nodded. "i guess that makes sense." i smiled again before taking my phone out of my pocket.

"let's post a picture on instagram." i said.

"of what? you know our fans can't know i'm the dad." he said.

"just of our hands on my belly, they won't figure it out."

i took a cute picture of us, making sure none of chanyeol's studio was visible, then went onto instagram and posted it.

'(y/n)_(y/l/n): baby's first trip to the studio! he's already been exposed to great music ❤️'

i posted it and immediately got flurries of likes and comments asking who the hands belonged to. i chuckled but slid my phone back into my pocket and got off chanyeol's lap, groaning when the baby immediately started kicking.

"chanyeol, please tell your son to stop trying to kick his way out of me." i said, rubbing my belly to try and calm the baby down.

"just sit back down and it'll be fine." he said.

"but it's uncomfortable." i whined. he chuckled then got off his chair and took my hand, leading me to the couch.

"let's take a cuddle/nap break." he suggested. he laid down on the couch then helped me lie down in front of him before pulling me into his arms.

"thank you for carrying my annoying son for these past 7 months." he whispered, kissing my chin.

"i didn't really have a choice." i said. he grinned and rubbed my stomach.

"i know but i'm still thankful." i smiled before cuddling into him, slowly falling asleep in his warm embrace.

so this was shit but i've been trying to write an update for days and i've just had really bad writers block. i hope you kind of liked this a bit :)