"You're getting bigger." The quiet voice almost startled me. I turned around to see Saeran standing at the hallway while I made breakfast.

I looked down and my belly was peeking out back at me. Day after day, my toes became less visible.

"Oh, thanks," I replied with a smile. "They're growing." I absentmindedly rubbed the babies. We still hadn't felt them kick, but I could feel the life inside nonetheless.

He nodded, but stood still.

"Would you like some breakfast? I'm just making Saeyoung something before he goes out to do some recon."

He nodded again while walked in through the threshold and sat down at our kitchen table. It's been a few months since he decided to stay with us for good and he's been noticeably warmer around me. We have a new morning ritual: he keeps me company in the mornings while Saeyoung works. He leaves in the afternoon and usually doesn't return until really late at night.

"Okay, no problem. What sounds good? What are your plans for today?" I flipped the omelet. It was Saeyoung's favorite: ham, cheese, and peppers. The smell almost made me want to barf.

"Can I ask you a question?" he said a little louder than before, with a cough like he was clearing his throat.

"Of course, what's up?" The pan sizzled as I waited a few moments for him to respond. I picked up my glass of water and took a small drink.

"Is Yoosung cute?"

The water almost shot out my nose.

"Is Yoosung cute?" I repeated as I glanced over my shoulder to look at him. His face was completely pink, and he was avoiding eye contact. "Well, he is pretty cute, even though red heads are my thing," I replied with a wink.

His blush only deepened.

I slid the omelet out of the pan and onto a plate, then turned to face him fully.

"Do you think he's cute?"

"He kissed me yesterday." Saeran's voice returned to his almost whisper-like state.

WHAT. Inside, I bouncing up and down. I was screaming, I was yelling, I was running mind-circles. THIS WAS AMAZING.

But on the outside, I tried to keep as calm as humanly possible. Saeran was like a lost kitty, ready to bolt at any sign of danger or unease.

"And what did you think?" My voice came out much more level than I thought it would. Thank goodness.

"I'm not sure," his eyebrows crinkled. "I've never thought of him that way. I don't know if he's cute."

"What happened after the kiss? What was it like?" I folded my arms. Interrogation mode engaged. Let's do this!

He took a deep breath and sat back in the chair. It was then that I noticed the dark(er) circles under his eyes. He must have been up all night worried.

"Well, we were just playing LOLOL when we decided to take a break to get some food while we waited for our guild's next raid. I was telling him how much I admired his skills when he leaned over and kissed me," he closed his eyes like he was remembering. "It wasn't that long. But I froze and I think I offended him."

"What did he do that made you think that?"

He scratched his chin and started fiddling with the place-setting on the table. "His face was really red. I didn't make a move. He started stammering, trying to explain himself but I interrupted him and asked him if our guild was ready to play again. He stopped talking, got up and went back to the computer. We didn't talk about it again. And he hasn't texted me since I left."

That may be the most words Saeran's ever spoken in his entire life. Bless you, Yoosung.

"Well, do you like him?" I asked. "I'm sure he was just embarrassed. I bet he thinks he offended you."

His head shot up, a puzzled look on his face. "He didn't offend me, why would he think that?"

"Probably because it looks like you completely brushed it off. But it's nothing you guys can't fix by having a conversation. You still haven't answered my question, though."

"I… He…I guess… I'm not sure. I haven't thought about him that way. But I always look forward to seeing him, and I wonder if he's thinking about me as much as I think about him. He's really funny and he makes me laugh."

I walked over and sat down in the chair next to him, my belly almost bumping the table. Timidly, I reached out and grabbed Saeran's hand. He didn't pull away.

"Brother, to me that sounds like you might like him back. Which is awesome." I grinned widely.

A small smile bloomed on his face. "You think he likes me? Nobody's ever liked me before."

"What's not to like? Of course he does. You guys get along great. And Saeran, you should be with someone who makes you happy and who understands you."

Bashful, he looked away. "I think he understands me a lot," he whispered. "What should I do?"

"If you like him, tell him. If you want to kiss him again, kiss him again! And then come back home and tell me all about it, okay?" I laughed as I squeezed his hand. "But do what makes you happy. If Yoosung makes you happy and you think he's cute, then go for it."

He nodded, and his smile grew. He stood up. "Okay. Thank you. I'm going to go see him. I'll be home later and I'll let you know how it goes."

He walked out of the room, staring down at his phone with that reserved smile of his. A few moments later, the door close behind him and he was gone. Gah, they're so cute.

I sighed happily, arm on my belly. I never would have imagined this when I was yelling at him in that park. "Your uncle's making a little more than friends, huh, little ones."

Welp, Saeyoung's omelet will get cold! I grabbed the plate and made my way into his office, where he was dutifully working away.

"Babe, breakfast is ready!" I hummed as I came up behind him and planted a kiss on his cheek.

The goofball spun around in his computer chair and kissed my belly. He then stood up, took the plate from me, set it on his desk, and put his hands on the side of my face, cupping my cheeks.

"You're amazing," he whispered as he leaned down to kiss me

It was sweet, and I expected it to be quick but he had other plans. He lazily worked his mouth against mine, slipping his tongue inside my mouth. Surprised, I laughed into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck while his hands moved down to my ass. He squeezed while I nipped at his bottom lip. He squeezed harder, pulling me flush against him. The sweet kiss easily turned heavy. I pushed against him, backing him up to the desk. Our mouths separated with a pop! and left us both breathing heavy.

"Wow, it was just breakfast," I breathed.

He shook his head slightly. "That's not what I was talking about. I mean, thanks for breakfast, but I was talking about Saeran."

"You heard us talking?!" I was careful not to speak too loud, but my excitement was evident.

He nodded, grinning. "I didn't want to interrupt."

"Oh my God, Saeyoung. Can you believe that? I can't wait to see what happens. That is so cute."

He nestled his nose against my neck, kissing the soft skin right at the base. My breathing hitched like it always does when he starts to turn me on. Pregnancy hormones were no joke, and most nights I was horny as hell.

"I'm really happy for him." The way he said it seemed like a giant weight had been lifted off his shoulders. "Every day he seems happier and it looks like we have Yoosung to thank for that."

I clicked my tongue and pulled him in for a hug. "No, I think we're all to thank for that. All of our family."

He pulled back for a moment. "I have an idea, my love." His eyes sparkled behind his glasses. The mischief was practically oozing out of him.

"Hmm?" I leaned forward and planted a little kiss on his beautiful lips. "And what's that?"

"Let's go on a babymoon. I just want to fuck you somewhere beautiful right now," he whispered huskily.

My tongue slithered across my lips, eyes lidded. Just his tone sent shivers down to my core. I pushed harder up against him and my hand reached down.

He inhaled sharply when I rubbed against his semi. His red hair shaded his eyes but I could see they were closed. "Is that a yes?"

I slowly unzipped his jeans and started to slide them down. The semi was no longer just a chub. It sprung up through his cat boxers (which still made me giggle whenever I saw them).

I grabbed his length as I leaned forward and took him into a deep kiss. With one hand I rubbed up and down, and the other I pulled against his waist to get him as close as possible. My tongue slipped into his mouth and a deep moan rumbled from his throat.

"That's a yes, but on one condition," I whispered against his lips, still moving my hand up and down.

"Anything." Another moan, another heavy breath. But these breaths were coming faster and faster, in pace with my moving hand.

"Fuck me right here."

His dick twitched in my hand, like it did when he was getting close to climax. He smashed his lips against mine.

With swift movements, he knocked everything off the desk behind him. The plate with the omelet crashed to the ground and I honestly didn't give a shit. I was way to preoccupied with his mouth.

Grabbing my hips, he lifted me up onto the desk. My legs spread and he naturally fit between them. I could feel my panties were soaked. His hands moved slowly up my thighs, pushing my dress up above my hips, while his wet kisses moved to pepper my neck.

I reached down to pull his shirt up and off. It tousled his hair and made his glasses uneven. His eyes were lustful. Suddenly I had to say it.

"I love you, Saeyoung."

His arms wrapped around me and pulled me tight. "I love you so much." His breath tickled my ear. He kissed me sweetly.

His fingers, on the other hand, moved down and pushed my panties to the side. I gasped as one slipped inside.

"Mmm, I will never get bored of that sound you always make."

He knew all my special places, all the spots that made me crazy. And he went straight for them.

I moaned when he added a second finger, whimpered against him when he curled them, and rocked against them when he circled and teased my clit. He pumped in and out with one hand while the other rubbed my nipple under the thin fabric of my dress. The waves were already building, demanding that he never stop.

"I want you," I moaned. "Take me right here."

His pulled his fingers out and left me feeling momentarily empty before he lined himself up. Slowly, achingly slow, he pushed himself inside. My eyes squeezed shut. My legs wrapped behind him and pulled him in farther, holding him there.

"Fuck," he breathed.

"Fast. I want it fast," I demanded, voice strong. I met his amber eyes and they crinkled in a smile.

"As you wish, my love."

He pulled my dress up and over my head. Once that was free of us, he unhooked my bra and launched it across the room. Then his mouth covered my nipple. His tongue swirled around it, and his hips pumped into me.

Faster, I needed it faster. I wound one hand through his hair, and with the other I grabbed his ass. Every movement I pulled him harder back into me. Ugh, I needed more. More.

My head leaned back and my breaths came faster. He switched to the other nipple, sharing the sensation between the two. It was like lightning throughout my entire body. I rocked into him, almost begging him to keep it coming. The pressure was building and I was getting close. I was unraveling right before him.

"Saeyoung." It was all I had to say for him to know I was almost there. His hand moved down to start rubbing my clit and I whined. Whined for him. His movements started to get erratic, and his moans were coming louder. Harder, harder. Almost. There.

The orgasm started to ripple through my body and I clamped down on him. "Ahhh," I moaned. "You too, you too."

He bit my neck and thrust once, twice, three times more. With a final pump, he groaned and whispered my name.

We breathed together for a few moments, trying to slow our racing heartbeats. He disentangled himself, but leaned his forehead against mine.

"So, babymoon?" I smiled. "Where are you thinking?"

He laughed, that crystal clear ring that I fell in love with.