“Babies are cute but you know what? I'm happy we can go to bed now and have a full night's sleep without anyone puking milk all over me.”
“Or peeing on you. And you know what? We can do this too~”
Minho purred as he slipped his arms around his husband's tiny waist, hugging him from behind as he pressed a kiss on the younger's ear.
“You horny cat.”
“Well, I can't help it, can I? I have the sexiest husband in the world, how could I ever resist you?”
The ravenette cooed when his husband whined in his arms, the cutest blush spreading over his chubby cheeks as Minho caressed his tummy.
He knew that Jisung never thought the same again of his body after he had their son but the older male would never waste a chance to tell his husband how beautiful Jisung was.
“I love your face, the prettiest face with the cutest cheeks.”
Minho smiled widely at the brunette once he had turned him in his hold to cup his chubby cheeks and press a soft kiss on the younger's lips.
“And I love your beautiful waist, so tiny and perfect.”
Jisung giggled shyly when his husband ran his hands over his waist before he picked the brunette up rather effortlessly, earning a cute squeal.
“Shh baby, we don't want our little kitten to wake up, do we?”
And when the younger male immediately shook his head as a soft gasp escaped him, Minho could only place another long kiss on his husband's cheek.
Gosh, he was so adorable.
“I love how you always look like you're having no clue about what's going to happen next..”
The ravenette cooed at his loved one's big, innocent doe eyes and flushed chubby cheeks as he crawled on top of Jisung and pecked his lips twice.
“..but your body tells me that you know very well what's going on, hm?”
A soft moan escaped the brunette when Minho placed his hand on the younger's crotch, squeezing it lightly.
“You're so cute, Sungie. God, I love you so much.”
And Jisung could only sigh heavily as he wrapped his arms around his husband's neck, fingers buried in the soft black hair and tugging the strands lightly when Minho trailed little, wet kisses down the younger's neck.
“I love your chest. Fed our baby so well, huh?”
The small brunette bit his lip to keep as quiet as possible when his husband continued to place kisses all over his well-built chest after leaving a not so subtile mark on Jisung's collar bone.
Jisung had been working out a lot after recovering from his son's birth and the past years of going to the gym with Chan and Changbin had really changed his body.
And Minho loved every single part of it.
He had loved to see his husband pregnant, all round and squishy.
He had loved to see Jisung's post-partum body, chest swollen from producing milk for their newborn baby kitten and his belly still chubby and looking like a quokka pouch from growing their little one for nine months.
But he loved to see his soulmate regain his confidence and comfort in his own body, he loved that Jisung wouldn't hide away anymore from his husband because he was too embarrassed of what pregnancy had done to him.
And still all those little hints and details that would probably stay on the younger's body forever made Minho love his husband to the moon and beyond.
Because they were evidence of how amazing Jisung was.
"I love your tummy, how it was growing and protecting our baby kitten so well for such a long time. You're so strong, I couldn't have done that.”
The ravenette smiled as he pressed his lips against the faint stretch marks on Jisung's lower belly.
Jisung's skin had adjusted so well, nobody could tell that he has had a baby around three years ago if it weren't for the stretch marks.
“I can't believe I can call you my husband.”
Minho admitted softly as he traced his fingertips over his husband's warm skin, feeling his muscles and the steady moving of his ribcage as he breathed.
“I love you so much, Han-Lee Jisung.”
And Jisung couldn't help but smile with tears glistening in his eyes when Minho rested his head on the brunette's shoulder, face pressed in the crook of the younger's neck.
“I love you too, darling. More than you could ever know.”
But Minho knew, the moment he felt a kiss getting pressed an his head, he knew it.
“But you can't make me horny too and continue to drop such an emotional confession bomb, you'll make me cry.”
Jisung chuckled as a sniffle escaped him when the first tears rolled down his chubby cheeks but Minho was there to kiss them all away before he cupped the younger's face.
“Sorry, baby. I'll continue where we started if you stop crying.”
And Jisung could only continue to cry when his husband connected their lips again, telling the brunette a million times again how much he loved him without saying a single word.
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Them 🥺✨
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