final.

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Baekhyun swore she was ready to smack the hell out of her husband more times than she could count. It wasn’t so much that she couldn’t stand him… no that was right. She couldn’t. Her husband has annoyed her more times in the past 9 months than he did in the 10 years they have been together.

5 weeks (1 month, 1 week)

“Babe! Hurry or we’ll be late!” Chanyeol called from downstairs. Baekhyun was upstairs trying to get ready but her husband seriously has not stopped calling for her for the past 15 minutes.

Baekhyun put her makeup brush down and let out a long sigh before yelling back.

“Park Chanyeol! If you don’t shut up right now I will go down there and smack you!”

“But babe! We’ll be late!”

“Our appointment isn’t til another hour and a half and it’s only 15 minutes away! We have enough time! Relax!”

“When you arrive early, you’re on time! When you arrive on time, you’re late! When you arrive late, you might as well not show up at all! So can you please hurry?!” Chanyeol whined.

Chanyeol was standing by the front door yelling up to his wife, who was still upstairs ‘getting ready’. He was playing on his phone and instantly knew he was in big trouble when he heard light stomping. He hesitated, but he looked up and saw his wife marching down the stairs with her face scrunched up together in annoyance.

“I swear to Moses and to all of the Gods and Goddesses in the Greek Mythology world that you love so goddam much that I will smack you if you don’t stop!” Baekhyun threatened as she reached the level ground. She walked up to Chanyeol with her hands on her hips, “Look here dear hubby, our appointment is at 3:30, it’s only 2:03, if you would just shut up and let me get ready instead of having to stop and yell back at you, which takes up more time, then maybeeee we can make it out of here on time. If I hear you say one more word rushing me or about the appointment or about being late, I will cancel the appointment and re-schedule it without telling you and go on my own. Kapeesh?”

“Y-yes ma’am… b-but babe..”

“Ah-” Baekhyun stopped her husband by putting her hands up to his face and moving her face to the side with her eyes closed. “Don’t.”

When Baekhyun removed her hand and gave him a look that asked ‘Understood?’, he imitated the zip and lock on his lips and threw the key away and then gave his wife a nod and thumbs up with a huge smile.

Baekhyun gave her husband’s chest a pat and smile in return before she complimented on him being a good husband.

Her husband’s response? He puckered his lips for a kiss, which he received a shove in the face before his wife headed back upstairs to finish getting ready. She smiled on her way upstairs when she heard her husband let out a chuckle.

She ended up giving him two kisses before they left the house in compensation of leaving him hanging and yelling at him earlier.

Baekhyun totally understood where Chanyeol was coming from, it was their first baby and their very first appointment with the OB-GYN. She, too, was excited but she knew there was no point in rushing to get to the hospital because their appointment was at a certain time and going there early just meant that they would be sitting there waiting.

When the morning sickness began two weeks ago, at first they thought it was something bad that she had consumed, but when it happened for an entire week consecutively, she took it upon her instinct to take a few pregnancy tests. Her husband was overjoyed and couldn’t stop crying at the sight of six pregnancy sticks showing smiley faces, two lines, the word ‘Pregnant’ and the positive(+) sign.

He even took a picture of all of them and was about to send it to his parents but she had to stop him and remind him that they should confirm with the doctor before telling anyone. The entire week before their appointment had Chanyeol living on the edge because he couldn’t wait to tell everyone. Even worse, he couldn’t stop talking about the appointment every single day and she had to shut him up every single day.

12 weeks (3 months)

It was a beautiful fall Saturday morning and Baekhyun couldn’t wait to enjoy the day out. Ever since their first appointment with the OB-GYN, Chanyeol made Baekhyun promise him that she wouldn’t go out too much or do too much since the first trimester was the most critical. She also had to promise him that if she had to lift anything, that she would wait for him to come home from work to do it, or if they had to go grocery shopping that they would do it together. Hence, they have been doing grocery shopping together every other week and while Baekhyun really appreciated her husband’s caring nature, she wanted to punch him because he was acting as if she was incapable.

“I’m ready. Let’s go.” Baekhyun said as she walked down the stairs.

Chanyeol, who was sitting on the couch watching TV while waiting, looked up and was shock at the sight.

“Babe? What are you wearing?” Chanyeol asked.

“Uhh... clothes?” Baekhyun looked down at her outfit.

“Where are your pants?”

“What do you mean? I’m wearing these.” Baekhyun stretched her bottoms.

“No. Those are not pants. Hose aren’t Baek.” Chanyeol said sternly.

“These are not -hose! These are called leggings!” Baekhyun defended her garment.

“Hose, , leggings, whatever, they’re the same thing. They aren’t pants. Go put on some pants.” Chanyeol said as he stood up and walked to his wife.

“Are you serious right now?”

“Dead serious.”

“Chanyeol, my shirt is long enough to wear leggings!”

“Unless it goes down to your ankles, they aren’t long enough.”

“Ugh! You’re ridiculous!” Baekhyun said in frustration, stomping her way back upstairs.

“No, those things you call pants are ridiculous! They’re see through Baek! No one should be allowed to see your skin except me—your husband!” Chanyeol yelled at the end of the stairs, he was straining his neck upwards as if it’ll make a difference for his wife to hear him.

Baekhyun ended up wearing jeans and her light sweater to the grocery store, so much for enjoying the beautiful early fall day. She vowed to herself that she’s going to go grocery shopping on her own next weekend. Better yet, she was going to go during the weekday when her husband was at work and she was going to wear her cute outfit!

17 weeks (4 months, 1 week)

They were laying on their bed after the both of them had showered and freshened up for bed. Baekhyun was currently reading on her tablet and Chanyeol, in his usual position as of the past 3 months, was laying on his side close to Baekhyun with his left hand folded at the elbow and his head resting on it, while his right hand was rubbing her bare baby bump.

“So today, mommy didn’t want to play with me today. Are you going to play with daddy? Huh beebee oo?” Chanyeol cooed at Baekhyun’s baby bump.

“Serious babe? Couldn’t you have came up with a cuter name?” Baekhyun laughed as she flipped the page on her tablet.

“Nope, it’s a cute name and our little beebee oo is a cutie patootie. Right baby? Daddy gave you such a cute name, don’t you love it?” Chanyeol began rubbing her belly and then giving her belly an eskimo kiss before placing a kiss on it.

“Okay that’s enough, stop rubbing my belly.” Baekhyun said as she went to pull her shirt down, but Chanyeol stopped her hand from pulling her shirt down and gave her a pout. She knew how much he loved talking to her belly so she decided to let go of her hands on her shirt to let him have his way. She loved it when he talked to their baby, but she just wanted to have some peace and alone time to read her book but her husband incessant need to rub her belly was starting to annoy her.

“Babe, I just want to read in peace, please.” Baekhyun whined.

“Five more minutes.” Chanyeol whined back, hands still rubbing on her belly..

“Fine. Just five minutes.”

After five minutes was up, Baekhyun pulled her shirt down and Chanyeol laid back on his pillow with a pout. She smiled and patted her husband’s cheek as he laid his head on her shoulder. Baekhyun continued to read on her tablet, paying no attention to her husband, until she felt a wet tongue run up her cheek.

“What the hell Chanyeol?!” Baekhyun turned and asked her husband, who only smiled at her as if he was innocent.

Baekhyun went back to reading her tablet but it wasn’t even ten minutes yet that she felt his hands around her stomach, holding onto her by her waist. She looked down at her husband who was lying sideways with his eyes closed. She shook her head because it was so him to have to hold onto her while he slept.

She thought he was sleeping until she felt his fingers beginning to tickling her. She instantly jumped and smacked his arm to stop him.

“Babe! Stop!” Baekhyun wailed.

When Chanyeol finally stopped tickling her, she moved to the far end of their shared king size bed and put her body pillow in between them as a barrier so he wouldn’t come over to her side.

She gave him a look as a warning to not bring his body over the barricade.

Baekhyun was reading her book and was getting to the good part when a big pair of hand covered her entire face.

“Chanyeol! What the hell?!” Baekhyun screamed as she pulled her face out of his hand with an angry expression. “What is your problem?!” She asked frustratedly.

“You won’t play with me and won’t let me play with our baby. I’m bored.” He pouted.

Baekhyun closed her eyes and breathe in and out ten times to calm herself before opening her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she bored the look of death in her eyes into her husband’s. It only took two seconds for her husband to retreat back to his side and ‘pretend’ he was sleeping.

24 weeks (6 months)

It was rare that the four of them were able to find time off on the same weekend. It was nice to be able to finally have dinner with Chanyeol’s parents after not being able to spend time with them ever since she became pregnant. They used to see each other every weekend but ever since Baekhyun became pregnant, she was always tired from work all week and just wanted to rest and sleep during the weekend. On the weekends that she was free, Chanyeol’s parents were busy, and Chanyeol… well ever since she met him in college, he had always refused to work on weekends so he was always free.

“Thank you for inviting us out to dinner. It’s nice to be able to do something we used to always do after so long.” Chanyeol’s mom smiled lovingly at her daughter-in-law.

“It was long overdue. Plus, this giant baby here couldn’t stop whining about how much he wanted to show my belly off.” Baekhyun said to her in laws.

“When do you plan on taking maternity leave?” Yeongmi asked as she grabbed some salad and put it on Baekhyun’s plate.

“Probably not until I give birth, actually.”

“Why so late?” Yeongmi asked.

“I want to be able to spend more time with the baby. The later I take the leave, the more time I will have to spend with the baby.”

“Ah, that is a good idea.”

While they were waiting for their food to come out, Chanyeol would not leave his wife alone. He went from grabbing her hands and playing with her fingers, to poking her arm, to playing with her hair, to massaging her neck. When she wouldn’t give him any attention and just continued talking to his mother, he opted to lean in closer and continuously poke her cheek.

“Park Chanyeol!” Baekhyun turned to her husband to give him scowl, but what she got in return was him growling and roaring at her in her face. She couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the cuteness of her husband so she leaned over and gave him a peck on the lips.

When she looked back up at her in laws, she saw her father in law trying to do the exact same to his wife. As soon as he let out a growl, she gave him a look as if he was out of his mind. The scene itself was the most adorable thing Baekhyun had ever witness. Her mother in law furrowed her eyebrows at her husband, which made him cower back into his seat and looked at his son with jealousy. Baekhyun and Chanyeol couldn’t stop giggling at his dad’s fail attempt. Chanyeol secretly gave his mom a thumbs up at shooting her husband down, who only shook her head because seriously, the men in her left are something else—like father like son.

Chanyeol got a text that night from his dad telling him that he tested his luck and growled at his wife again and what he got in return was a smile, which was way more than he expected. He thanked both Chanyeol and Baekhyun for the dinner and for Chanyeol’s growling idea. He also told Chanyeol to nickname the baby ‘Baby Wolf’ so they can all growl together when he was born. ‘3 generations of wolves my son… long live the wolves! 으르렁!!’

Chanyeol rejected the name because he was stern on the nickname beebee oo.

29 weeks (7 months, 1 week)

Baekhyun’s belly was protruding so badly that with her small frame, it was hard to do even the slightest things. She even had to opt to wearing flip flops and slip-ons instead of wearing her cute flats. She couldn’t even use her hand to pull the back of the flat onto her feet, and she definitely couldn’t wear any of her cute shoes with shoelaces because God knows how hard it was for her to even bend over with a big belly.

It was after dinner and the both of them were laying on the couch, catching up on their weekly tv shows, that Baekhyun began to feel sleepy. She has been working a little overtime this week just so she can have a few extra days with the baby once he comes. Some days, she would just fall asleep on the couch as soon as she laid down, while some days she would fall asleep in the middle of their conversation.

Today, she was determined to stay away and finish watching this week’s episode of How To Get Away With Murder.

“Babe, can you please scoot over. I want to stretch my legs.” Baekhyun said. She was laying on her side with her head on the arm-rest and her legs bent at her knees.

“Just rest your feet on me, but please don’t hit me again. I’m still in pain.” Chanyeol replied, grabbing a hold of her legs and putting it over his lap while faking a pain in his leg. “But I love you so I will tolerate your heavy feet on me.”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t hit you. And my feet are not heavy! I’m pregnant!” Baekhyun said as she stretched her legs straight out over her husband’s lap.

“Yes you did. You hit my leg yesterday while I was massaging you. You accused me of tickling you when I wasn’t.” Chanyeol said.

“Chanyeol, I can’t even bend over so how would it be possible for me to even hit your leg? You liar.” Baekhyun countered while rolling her eyes.

“Babe, I think your senses are crazy because you were getting so mad at me when I wasn’t even tickling you.” Chanyeol defended himself.

“Chanyeol… I can’t even reach you.” Baekhyun sat up to try and reach over to her husband’s leg, but of course her belly stopped her halfway. “See?”

“When you get mad your arms get longer.”

This time, Baekhyun sat all the way up and leaned her entire body over to smack him right across the head.

32 weeks (8 months)

It when something was wrong with you during pregnancy, but it was even worse when your baby’s life was in danger. After the emergency follow-up appointment, the second one that week, Baekhyun was declared to be on bed rest for two weeks until she was induced.

The doctor informed her that it was for the best since she started having complications, and since it was so late in her term, that there was a chance she would have her baby prematurely. The news crushed not only the both of them, but it crushed the rest of their family as well. Not wanting the words to spread, Baekhyun only allowed Chanyeol to tell his parents, who had to promised not to tell anyone else.

“Babe! Where are you going? You should be in bed, resting!” Chanyeol turned from where he was sitting on his computer chair. He moved his work space into their bedroom so ‘I can keep an eye on you and be right there for you when you need me’, though Baekhyun felt more like she was in prison. Baekhyun had gotten up from their bed and was about to walk somewhere until Chanyeol stopped her.

“I’m going pee.” Baekhyun said annoyingly. “What? Are you going to come and pick me up and bring me to the bathroom?” Baekhyun mocked.

“As a matter of fact, yes.” Chanyeol said as he scooped her up into his arms, bridal style.

“Park Chanyeol! Let me down! I’m fat and heavy!” Even though she was screaming for him to put her down, she couldn’t help but wrap her hands tightly around his neck, securing herself from falling.

“There.” Chanyeol said as he carefully put her back down on her feet inside the bathroom. His wife was giving him an adorable angry look and he couldn’t help but lean in and give her a peck. “Go pee babe.”

“What are you doing? Get out.” Baekhyun said to her husband, who was standing inside the bathroom and wouldn’t move an inch.

“Why? I’m going to carry you back to the bed when you’re done.”

“Out. Now.” Baekhyun said threatenly.

A couple of days later, Chanyeol came home with food during lunch, only to find his wife standing at the sink, washing dishes.

“Baek! What are you doing?” Chanyeol asked in surprised, but sounded more like he couldn’t believe she was actually doing the dishes.

“Uhh.. washing dishes? Why?” Baekhyun replied in confusion. She turned back to the sink to continue.

Baekhyun had her back turned to her husband and didn’t realize that he had walked up to her.

He walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek before telling her, “I love that you’re pregnant and in the kitchen, but not when you should be on bed rest. Go sit down. I’ll finish this after we eat.”

“I hate that you act like I’m handicap, Yeol. I can do stuff.” Baekhyun said with frustrations as she wiped her hands with the towel and threw it onto the counter.

Chanyeol looked at his wife and felt guilty for making her feel as if she’s incapable of doing things.

“Babe, I’m sorry. I don’t mean it like that. It’s just, the doctor said you should be on bed rest and I really don’t want anything to happen to you or the baby. I just want to make sure you both are safe and healthy.” Chanyeol said apologetically as he walked up behind his wife and hugged her. “I’m really sorry babe. I didn’t mean to make you feel that way.”

“I know you don’t do it on purpose, but I just feel so frustrated because I can’t do anything. I can’t even cook breakfast or dinner for you anymore.” Baekhyun sniffled into her husband’s chest as she turned and wrapped her hands tightly around his waist. “I just want to take care of you like a good wife should.”

Chanyeol pulled back so he could take a good look at her. He cupped her cheeks into both of his hands and wiped her falling tears with his thumb.

“Honey, you are by far the best wife anyone could ever ask for and I am so lucky to have you. I don’t need you to cook me food, do my laundry or clean up after me just to show me that you are a good wife. As long as you love me and show me that you love me and promise me that you will take care of yourself so that both you and our baby would be healthy when you give birth, is all I ask. I don’t need any of that domesticated stuff babe. I just want you and our baby happy, healthy and safe in my arms.” Chanyeol said before he leaned in and give her forehead a hard kiss. “I love you babe. Please don’t ever feel like you are not a good wife, because trust me when I say that you are.”

34 weeks (8 months, 2 weeks)

It was a week before Baekhyun was scheduled to be induced that her best friend had made plans to come into town to visit so she had to tidy up the house to make sure it was clean and presentable. She was currently upstairs cleaning the guest room for Luhan when she heard the door opened. It was the second Saturday of the month, which meant, 4-wheeling with the boys for Chanyeol.

“Babe? I’m home!” Chanyeol yelled from downstairs.

“Okay! I’m just getting Luhan’s room ready! She’s coming tomorrow.”

“Hey babe.” Chanyeol walked up behind her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’m gonna go shower.”

“Yes please, because you smell and look dirty.”

Baekhyun walked downstairs to prepare their dinner when she saw mud trails in the foyer. It wasn’t that she was expecting Chanyeol to clean it up, but she knew her husband, he probably didn’t even see or know that he made a trail, Mr. Oh-So-Oblivious.

After she set their dinner on the table, she took the broom and began to sweep up the dirt trail. She was bending down as if she was squatting to sweep up the dirt into the dustpan but realized that she could barely bend over to sweep the dirt, nonetheless into the dustpan, so she got on her knees and bent over to sweep it up.

“What are you doing?” Chanyeol asked incredulously as he walked down the stairs.

“I’m sweeping up the dirt. I can’t have Luhan coming here to a dirty house.” Baekhyun replied as if what she was doing wasn’t a big deal. It was bad enough that she wasn’t on ‘bed rest’ as much as she should be.

“Why are you sweeping it up? If it bothered you, you could have told me and I’ll do it.” Chanyeol said as he walked up to her to help her up.

When Baekhyun finally stood on both of her feet, she looked up at him, “You didn’t even realized that you brought the dirt home with you, what makes you think that you would have cleaned it up? Plus, it’s not a big deal. It’s just sweeping, it’s not like I’m lifting anything heavy.”

“But you were on the floor… on your knees. You could have hurt yourself.”

“I was sweeping up the dirt, it’s no big deal. Can we just go eat please?” Baekhyun said as she walked pass her husband to dump the dirt into the trashcan.

“I’m sorry I didn’t see it or realized that I brought the dirt home, but please, next time, don’t sweep, let me know and I’ll sweep. I don’t want to see you doing things that requires you to bend and move your body in ways that you’ll end up needing help. What if I’m not home?”

“Okay, I promise. Just… stop nagging.” Baekhyun sighed. She didn’t want to have another argument with him about her doing house chores.

35 weeks (8 months, 3 weeks) aka D-Day

“That was the most horrific scene I have ever witnessed.” Chanyeol said, still shocked at the scene of his wife giving birth.

“You actually did well, I’ve seen worse reactions, but I must say, you surprised me.” Dr. Lee said.

“If you call him screaming louder than me, hands flailing and making the camera fly and break the tv, and knocking over your tray of tools and fainting is doing well… I don’t even want to know the worst you’ve seen.” Baekhyun shook her head at her husband. She was gently tapping the of baby Chanhyun, who was lying on her chest under a blanket—babies needed the comfort of their mother’s warmth skin.

That afternoon when it was just the three of them in the room, Chanyeol looked up at Baekhyun and saw how tired she was.

“Thank you babe.” He said before leaning in and giving her a kiss on her temple.

“For what?” Baekhyun replied.

“For giving me a wonderful gift. For going through all of that pain. I don’t think I would want you to go through that again.”

“Are you sure you’re not saying that for yourself? Your reaction was priceless. I wish we could have caught that on camera.” Baekhyun laughed at her husband.

“You couldn’t see it but you could clearly hear my scream in the video. I can’t believe the camera survived that impact to the tv. Let’s not ever watch that video again.” Chanyeol groaned. “That was so embarrassing.”

“Maybe for our next kid, I’ll install cameras before I give birth.”

“No we aren’t having any more kids Baek. I think one is enough. That pain you and I went through isn’t one I want to go through again.”

“Well then don’t get me pregnant.”

“I hope you aren’t too fertile.”

“I could get on birth control.”

“No, no you’re not. They’re bad for you!”

“Well, then next time, you could use a or pull out.”

“I didn’t get married to pull out or wrap up. I got married to be a free man. Commando is my style.”

Holding onto baby Chanhyun tightly and securely, Baekhyun reached her hand over and smacked her husband right across the head.

A/N:

1. I don't know if you all noticed, but I have a thing for marriage!au and female!baek... there are not enough of these T_T

2. beebee oo is actually my baby nephew's nickname from me and he calls me teetee tootoo lol

• dedicating this story to my muse and my inspiration for this story, my forever #1 fan, iheart_chanyeol ❤️
• everyone, please go read her stories and give her a lot a lot of lovin'!
• she's actually scheduled to be induced/give birth next week so everyone, go congrat her as well^^