As if being the father of the miracle baby of the century wasn't enough, Dan Heng was also very... protective. Almost anxious. After all, he'd started reading up on pregnancy the moment he found out, and after realising all the risks? There was no way he wouldn't do everything in his power to make sure you and your baby stayed healthy.

He absolutely pampered you, spoiling you rotten, carrying you to the bathroom, holding your hair back when morning sickness struck, sorting your vitamins into little daily dosage containers, massaging your back, your feet, gently hugging you from behind and holding up your belly so you could feel some relief even if just for a few minutes. He was honestly the best partner you could ever ask for through this. Albeit a tad paranoid.

Like now, you were half asleep, lying on your side, Dan Heng still awake next to you, gently patting your belly. When he suddenly felt something stick out your belly, a brief movement against his palm that had his breath hitching. What the hell was that?

"Love, did you feel that?" He asked, voice hushed and mildly concerned. Gosh. How cute that he didn't know.