#so my bday has always just been miserable for me huh. i love my bday but DAMN what a bad date to be born💀💀💀

[minglana]

i was just reading some diaries that my mom wrote when i was little, where she was just writing to me about stuff we/i did when i was little. and i got so emotional....little does she know im gay and she probably would disown me if she knew🤪

[marveloussupernerd]

Interview - Jumin Han

Ah I can’t believe Jumin’s bday is TOMORROW (uh when I post this it’ll prob already be the 5th but oh well I’m writing this on the 4th). This is the fourth part of my collection of pregnancy one shots. Not gender neutral, hmu if you want that! I hope y’all are liking these :’)

Summary: the news wants to have an exclusive interview with the Hans before Baby Han is born. Jumin is so soft.

The technicians had been setting up in the living room for the past hour for your interview. Jumin was very insistent on the fact that if you were going to do this interview while being under the order of bed rest, they’d have to send the interview to your home. He had you lay in bed as someone applied your makeup and did your hair. He was, in summary, very extra. But he was just being protective of you and the baby; it made you smile.

He knocked on the door, opening it slowly. “You look beautiful,” he smiled, sitting on the other side of the bed so he could reach you, all the stylists gathering around you from your side of the bed. “How do you feel?” He asked, watching your nose twitch as the lady applied more powder to your face.

You glanced up at him, a smile on your face. “Bloated,” you retorted, placing your hand on your belly as though to signify your little angel was most certainly the reason you were feeling such a way.

He chuckled, bouncing off the bed and making his way to the closet. There, he pulled out a lavender dress. “I got this for you to wear today, if you want it.” It looked like an empire waist and rather flows, your favorite sort of attire lately. You didn’t like anything constricting your belly; you still got nauseous easily.

“Looks pretty,” you smiled. “You think I have to wear shoes?”

He looked at you, more fondly than you think you had ever seen him look. “I’ll make sure the camera angles don’t show your feet, how’s that?”

He left the room, likely to go discuss this change with the camera technicians, leaving you with the ladies who were just finishing up. “You look lovely,” one of them said. “I know you may not feel it, but you really do have that pregnancy glow.”

“I definitely don’t feel it,” you laughed. You had been miserable lately. You just couldn’t wait for this baby to come out. Only two more weeks. “But thank you. I do feel a lot better after getting made up like this.”

The two women smiled, leaving you to let you get changed. About that. You wiggled off your shorts in bed, then padded over to where Jumin had hung the dress. You weren’t fond of light colors, they really accentuated just how big you were, but people loved seeing the bump. Everyone was talking about the new Han baby; it was practically unavoidable. You unbuttoned your shirt and started to slide on the dress. Of course, it got stuck around your stomach and your butt. This happened every time.

Fortunately, your husband seemed to detect you needed help. He slipped in the room, surveyed you struggling, then made his way over, grabbing the fabric and slipping it up for you. He made it look so easy. “This is definitely a two person job,” you joked as he turned you around, hooking the back of the dress.

“I’m more than happy to help,” he turned you around, keeping his arms on your hips and kissing your forehead. “I got the camera thing situated. They’re ready for us whenever you are.”

You let out a breathy exhale then grabbed his hand, allowing him to lead you to the living room (after checking your reflection on the way out, of course). The tv host was situated on your lounge chair, arranged perpendicular to the sofa you and Jumin were to sit on. The lights were blinding and gave you a headache. Luckily, you sat down quickly, which helped your head stop spinning.

“Well don’t you look beautiful!” The host greeted, taking your hand to shake it. “It’s so nice to see you again. Now I want to remind you, this is all filmed in advance, so you can have a say in the editing process if there’s anything you want taken out. There’s no pressure at all.”

His words made you feel relieved. You and Jumin had an interview with him over a year ago after your wedding, so you were familiar with the process. It was nice going back to the same person; you felt more at ease. “Are you ready?” The man behind the camera asked the three of you. You nodded your head and Jumin grabbed your hand.

“Hello everyone. Today we’ve got a very special treat, Mr. and Mrs. Han are here today to give us an update on the baby because honestly? The whole country has baby fever over Baby Han, and they’re not even born yet. How’s your pregnancy treating you?” He asked, turning to face you.

“I wouldn’t trade it for anything but... it’s been challenging,” you admitted. “I’m lucky I’ve had Jumin by my side. You take so much for granted when you’re not pregnant: putting on your shoes, getting dressed, making food. None of which I can do without him now,” you joked, looking his way and smiling. Your PR chair emphasized that you should not talk about your extreme morning sickness or bed rest on the air: people may worry, stocks may fall. Keep it general, they encouraged.

“I’ve heard you’ve taken some time off to be with your wife, Jumin. Is that right?”

“Of course. It took a lot of long hours and preparation, but we were able to get everything done at the company so that I could take some time to take care of her and then the baby when it’s born.” He squeezed your hand. It was nice.

“Now I’ve noticed you two have been saying ‘they’ a lot. Do we know a gender for the baby?”

“Actually, we’ve decided to have it be a surprise,” you answered, glancing down at your belly.

“Is there a certain gender you’re hoping for?”

You laughed. “I’m hesitant to say. What if that’s not what we get, then in the future they find this interview? They’ll never let us live it down.”

The interviewer laughed as well: “I suppose that is only fair.”

Jumin, using a hand to shield his mouth from the camera, mouthed ‘girl’. You giggled. The interviewer smiled.

“I think that would be very fitting for the two of you,” he responded, keeping it vague so the audience was unaware. “So how are you feeling about the pregnancy thing? Are you ready to have another baby already or are you dreading the thought?”

You thought long and hard about it. Luckily, Jumin got to the answer first. “I don’t think we’d be able to give you a good answer until we’ve spent time with the baby first. Or gone through the labor.”

“Yes, if we thought the pregnancy was a challenge, I can’t imagine the labor,” you commented, feeling heat rise to your cheeks. Talking about childbirth just felt so... intimate.

“I’m sure I don’t even need to ask, but all is good between you two? You seem closer than ever to be honest.”

Jumin squeezed your hand. He answered the question, but looked at you the whole time. “It’s been nice to spend more time together. I fall in love with her more and more every day.”

If you weren’t flushed before, you definitely were now. “It really does feel like the honeymoon phase everyday, huh?” You asked.

You hadn’t realized all your attention was on Jumin until the interviewer was speaking again. “Now I have one more question. What will poor Elizabeth the 3rd do? Has she been adjusting to all these changes well?”

Upon hearing her name, Elizabeth roamed into the room, jumping onto the couch and making her way to settle into your lap. You used your spare hand to pet her. “She’s been needy for attention, but then again she always has.”

“I think she can detect that something is going on. She spends all of her time with her and none with me anymore,” Jumin mentioned. It was true. Elizabeth stayed by your side most of the time, curling up next to you in bed all hours of the day.

“Well you have good training to be parents with a cat like her,” the interviewer smiled. “Thank you so much for joining me today. I can’t believe that the next time we talk Baby Han will be in this world.”

“Thank you,” you smiled, “we can’t wait.”

And with that, you had concluded your last social event before you were due. It was such a relief. And what did you plan to do to celebrate? Jumin helped you up from the couch, and after saying goodbye to the people in the living room, helped you to the bedroom where he drew a (lukewarm) bath for you. He sat by your side the whole time, whispering excitedly about the baby, the progress of the nursery, how he had booked the best labor doctor to be with you, and just his general hopes for your child. You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face, letting his soothing voice lull you to sleep.

//fam why did I think of Caesar flickerman from the hunger games the whole time I was writing that interview sigh. Also I’ve heard hc of Jumin wanting a boy no false he def wants a girl you heard it here first