CHAPTER- XXX

                                    

                                          

Over the next few weeks, You and Taehyung embarked on a remarkable journey together. You attended prenatal classes, read parenting books, and spent hours discussing names for your unborn child.
 Taehyung was there every step of the way, supporting you through the physical and emotional changes that came with pregnancy. 
He attended every doctor's appointment, holding your hand tightly as you listened to the baby's heartbeat for the first time.
 One day, you woke up feeling nauseous, and ran to the bathroom. Taehyung followed, worriedly asking, Are you okay, love?
 You leaned back against the wall, holding onto your stomach. Morning sickness. It's a real thing, you replied with a feeble smile.
His eyes widened in realization. I'll go get you some ginger tea, it's supposed to help, he said, rushing off to the kitchen, desperate to ease your discomfort.
 Throughout your pregnancy, your love for pickles intensified, and you craved them at the oddest hours. One evening as you and Taehyung lounged on the couch, he turned to you, a curious look on his face. 
Can you explain this pickle obsession, Mrs.kim? I've never seen anything like it!
 You giggled and opened a jar of pickles, taking a big bite. 
I don't know why, but they're just so delicious! And they satisfy my cravings like nothing else!
He smiled at you watching you satisfy your cravings
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You woke up in the middle of the night, your stomach growling loudly. You nudged Taehyung, who was sleeping soundly beside you..
Tae, I'm hungry, you whined.
He groaned, pulling himself up. What do you want to eat, Y/n?
Pizza. A whole box of it, you declared.
He raised an eyebrow.  At 3 a.m.?
You  nodded eagerly, a mischievous smile on your face. Please, Tae?
He sighed but couldn't resist your pleading eyes. Alright, pizza it is.
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You stood in the middle of the living room, surrounded by baby blankets, toys, and clothes. You was on a cleaning spree, rearranging everything in sight while Taehyung was helping you.
Y/n, do we really need to rearrange the entire house? he asked, holding a pile of baby clothes.
Yes, Tae! I need everything to be perfect for when our little one arrives, you replied, with a determined look on your face.
He couldn't help but be amused by your nesting instinct. He joined in, helping you organize the baby's room and folding tiny clothes
After a little while you look around to see Tae and found him attempting to fold an array of baby clothes.
You giggled and shook your head. Oh, Taehyung, that's not how you fold onesies. Let me show you.  
You proceeded to teach him the proper folding technique, going into minute details about how each item should be arranged.
He listened attentively, following your instructions with precision. Like this?" he asked, holding up a perfectly folded onesie.
You beamed with pride. Yes, exactly like that! You're a natural, Taehyung.
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One evening, after a particularly emotional day, You found yourself sitting on the couch, tears streaming down your face. Taehyung rushed over and sat beside you, concern etched on his face.