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maisha-online · 2 months

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Prenatal Yoga: A Comprehensive Guide for Expectant Mothers

Pregnancy is a transformative and beautiful journey, but it can also come with physical and emotional challenges. Staying active and taking care of your body is crucial during this time, and one activity that can provide numerous benefits is prenatal yoga. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the world of prenatal yoga, including its benefits, safety considerations, and recommended poses…

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gujjukathiyawadi · 2 years

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डिलीवरी से पहले और बाद की हर तकलीफ का इलाज है एक्सपर्ट के बताए ये 5 आसान उपाय

योग वर्षों से व्यक्तियों के समग्र जीवन में स्वाभाविक और भरोसेमंद तरीके से योगदान देता आया है। योग शांत मन और स्वस्थ शरीर के लिए एक आध्यात्मिक मार्ग की तरह होता है। इसे गर्भावस्था के दौरान भी किया जा सकता है। प्रेग्नेंसी में जब महिलाएं अलग-अलग स्तरों पर मूड स्विंग से जूझ रही होती हैं। साथ ही थकान, पैरों में दर्द और सांस लेने में तकलीफ जैसी स्थिति का सामना कर रही होती है। ऐसे में योग अभ्यास, तकनीक…

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gejo333 · 11 months

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Midnight Cravings

Miguel O’Hara x Pregnant Reader

Summary: Your craving for sweets is crazy during your pregnancy. But Miguel being the caring father and husband he is only allows you to eat healthy.

Needed one more day for Chapter Two of “El Destino.” To apologize here is a sweet and funny one-shot.

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You leaned on the kitchen counter happily enjoying the day as you pop another piece of chocolate candy into your mouth. Being only in your first semester, you were slightly surprised by how big your bump has gotten. A chuckle escaped your throat by the thought of being surprised when your husband was a giant himself. At least compared to you.

Before you could pop another sweet candy in your mouth, the bag was snatched away from you.

“Heyy! Give that back!” Your lips quiver, tears threaten to come out as you stare up at your husband.

“No cariño. These chocolates aren’t healthy for you and the baby. If you’re hungry I made you some healthy snacks to munch on.” With his other hand he opened the fridge and grabbed a container putting it in front of you.

“But Miggy.” You whined as you kept up the sad act. Miguel dumped the candy into the trash. He walked to you and pulled you into a loving embrace. He took your chin and lifted it towards him as he leaned down to give you a sweet kiss.

“I hate seeing you this way. But it’s best to eat healthy so you and our baby get all the right nutrients.”

“I know. But the craving for sweets can be so strong sometimes and I can’t help myself. It annoys me that you won’t let me indulge. But I know your looking out for me and the baby and I love you for that. I’ll try to be better.” You go on your toes to give him another kiss, which he gladly accepts.

“Thank you for understanding, mi amor. I have to go to HQ for a bit. But please call me on the watch if you need anything. I’ll be right over. See you in a bit.” He kissed you again before fiddling with his watch to open a portal. He turns around to look at you one more time before going into the portal.

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During the rest of the day, now hitting nighttime you busied yourself with some tv, laundry, and yoga. You tried to eat some of the snacks, but every time you took a bite of fruit or vegetable your tastebuds begged something sweet to grace your tongue.

Sadly the only candy you had was taken from you by your husband. You grumbled to yourself about your husband. You loved him to the moon and back, but it wasn’t fair that he wouldn’t let you indulge your cravings.

It was starting to get late as a yawn escaped from you. Miguel wouldn’t be back for a few more hours. Since the beginning of your pregnancy, Miguel doesn’t go into work until noon to either get chores done or spend a late morning with you.

You got ready for bed and got yourself comfortable in between the covers. As soon as your head hits the pillow your mind drifts off into dreamland.

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You woke up to a semi-silent room. Only the soft snores of your husband filling the room. You turn to see the clock on the side of your bed. It was half past 1. Turning to the other side, you smile at the peaceful state your husband was in. Your heart filled with joy when he was able to get a good nights rest.

A small groan left your lips as the sudden craving for something sweet rushed over you. You gently moved your husband’s arm from around you and replaced it with a pillow, hoping he wouldn’t wake up and notice your absence.

After a careful scare of him slightly moving, worried he woke up you tip toed out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. You went towards the freezer as you remembered there was a tub of mint chip ice cream.

You grabbed a spoon and take a huge scoop, quickly putting it into your mouth. The contrast of the cold treat in your warm mouth was comforting. A moan escaped from your lips from how delicious this ice cream was. So distracted by munching on your treat you didn’t notice the figure standing behind you.

Your body jumped slightly when you felt arms wrap around your waist. You internally groan as your husband had woken up. God damn him for being a light sleeper.

“Amor, what are you doing in the kitchen so late?”

“Eating ice cream.” Your worlds muffled by the spoon in your mouth. You felt his head rest on your shoulder as he left a few kisses on your neck. You felt him sigh.

“Your not going to stop are you?”

“Nope!” Another muffled reply from you. You stopped stuffing your face and slightly turn your head to look at him. You place your hand on his cheek.

“But I promise to still eat healthy and minimize my cravings.” You smiled.

“Thank you.” Miguel kissed you on the lips. “Mint chip. My favorite.” He hummed in between kisses, which made you chuckle.

“Mine too.” You added placing one last kiss on his lips.

“Cariño, who is giving you these sweets?” He asked. You internally groan as you wouldn’t be able to lie to him.

“Gwen, Hobie, and Pavitr.” You say quietly hoping he doesn’t hear, but the ‘I’m going to murder those three,’ smile appears on his face. You chuckle at his reaction to your response. You just hoped those kids would see the next day after Miguel was done with them.

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yandere-kokeshi · 2 years

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Yandere Kiribaku with a pregnant darling

Warnings: Yandere behavior and pregnancy.

Authors note: All my characters are aged up to 21+. Please enjoy!

They’ve always wanted kids with you, wanting to have replicas running around and jumping on the bed early in the morning. So when the three of you find out, Katsuki is smiling like a proud man while Kirishima is jumping up and down; spinning you around, kissing your face.

From then on, they both treat you like pure glass, carved out of the most expensive reflector they’ve ever laid their eyes on. This means carrying you 90% of the time.

Already, the house is severely baby-proofed, but now… since you’re carrying a living being inside you, they’re taking extra precaution from now on. That means all the corners of the tables, hallway edges or anything that can ‘hurt you’ is covered up. Yes, even the sink and toilet is sanded down.

When your tummy starts to grow more, so does their protection and adoration. Kirishima becomes way more gentle with you, always near you and waiting for the call if you need something. He insists on carrying you everywhere, not wanting you to become stressed or pull a muscle. Katsuki, on the other hand, becomes the devil: he’s more protective and possessive than ever.

Katsuki is snapping at anyone, including Kirishima and is always preventing you from doing things that will make you groan or uncomfortable. He, the famous cook, mostly cooks for the meals, following recipes online that’ll help your pregnancy growth and improve your immune system.

They both are fairly paranoid, always wanting to see a doctor twice or three times a month. They always demand the best doctors and nurses, they both will come along and ask ‘important’ questions: “Is it normal for them to have extreme cravings? Are you sure? They craves spicy things, which I learned is bad for the baby online. Listen–”

Fights rarely happen between the three of you but due to your hormones and their possessiveness… they bicker way more. They both fight over stupid things: who gets to deliver the food to the bedroom, who starts the shower, who gets to rub your feet and who gets to touch your tummy; the list goes on about the things.

Speaking of touching stomachs, they both love to touch and talk to your tummy! Even when it’s small and the bump isn’t noticeable. Kirishima normally drags shapes along the sides of your hips and tummy, while kissing it. Katsuki will get on his knees and kiss it, maybe rub into it affectionately, almost like a cat. Though, when your tummy starts to get bigger, they will speak to the ‘brat(s)’ and tell it to knock it off for being rousey and not letting you get your beauty sleep.

This also gives them a reason for you to wear their clothes. They love to see their outfits on you, including their boxers and hoodies.

They both love to take care of you! Kirishima normally does the massages, lays down your ‘nest’ (grab your pillows and favorite blanket), and buys any cravings you have at that moment. While, Katsuki helps you make your favorite meals, clean the entire house, offer to do some yoga with him, and lets you sleep in as much as you want.

They don't care what gender the baby is, sure, they’d like to have little girls with pretty eyes and hair but they also wouldn’t mind boys as rowdy as they are.

You never get punished for doing things because of your pregnancy. If you decide to ‘act up’ or try to run away, you get away with it as Kirishima’s delusional state convinces him that you’re only doing so because of your hormones. Katsuki sees it but also goes alongside Kirishima, saying that ‘if you wanted to go outside, why didn’t you ask us?’

The cuddling is… to say the least: a mess. They both want to make sure you’re warm and comfortable, meaning that they both are practically laying on you. Kirishima is always cupping your stomach, kissing your neck whilst Katsuki is either laying on your thighs and grasping at your bottom or blowing raspberries on your belly.

When it comes to your last quarter of the pregnancy, they will be frantic and ready for you to pop like a balloon any minute. The minute you start to groan, they think the worst and grab the hospital bag, carrying you bridesmaid way before realizing you just sat up.

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lemonlover1110 · 1 year

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Baby Steps

Satoru Gojo

[Chapter 16] Unexpected Visitor

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Kaya was quick to set you up on a date, and a week later, you’re looking for outfits to put on. As spring takes over, the weather warms up and you have to find something to wear, but none of your clothes are fitting as you reach your sixth month of pregnancy. You walk to Kaya, wearing clothes that no longer fit.

Kaya compares color samples for the nursery, and she’s so focused that she doesn’t notice you walking into the room. She’s spooked when you walk into the room, wearing a crop top that clearly doesn’t fit anymore. She can’t help but laugh, and you end up rolling your eyes, “See, I told you going on a date was a bad idea. I don’t have anything else to wear.”

“What about the cute dress you showed me earlier?” She asks, walking over to the window to look at the colors in the light. “That dress was cute.”

“My boobs were showing too much. They’ve grown a lot, I have to get new bras.” You share, and she turns to look at your breasts. She can see through the shirt that you’ve gone up a cup or two. “I don’t think I can go out tonight. Tell your friend that I won’t make it.”

“No!” She raises her voice at you as you turn to walk out of the room. You try to ignore her as she yells, “Wear the dress! Showing him your boobs will get him to fall in love with you!”

“I’m good!” You yell back as you get back to your room, and you begin to look for another outfit. It’s time for you to buy some maternity clothes, as much as you don’t want to. You’ll hold back on it for a bit, at least until it’s too late for Kaya to set you up on a date. You don’t want to go out with anyone at the moment.

“He’s a really nice guy, don’t make me cancel.” Kaya says, and you’re startled to hear her voice. You didn’t hear her follow. “He’s really looking forward to this. I showed him your picture and he was stunned. You should give him a chance.”

“I would, but I don’t have any clothes.” You respond, trying to make up another sort of excuse so you can get out on having to go on a date. You’re not ready to date, especially since you’re having a baby so soon. A new relationship is the last thing you need. The stress of a new baby is already more than enough. “Plus, I’ve been reading this book to prepare for the baby, which I think is more important than–”

“Yeah, yeah. We both know that you’re not going to be reading that tonight. By eight, you’ll be snoring. And don’t tell me that you don’t because I can hear you.” She answers, and you roll your eyes, looking for your yoga pants and oversized shirt to change into. “I'll cancel then. But it’s going to break his heart.”

“Good. I don’t care about anyone’s heart but the two that beat inside of me.” You answer, and Kaya sighs before she walks out of the bedroom, going back to the empty room to compare the paint samples once again.

Kaya’s right, by eight you’re knocked out. She almost bursts out laughing when she hears some light snoring coming from your room, but she tries her best to not make any noise to let you sleep.

She goes to the couch, taking a seat with her laptop so she can look for nursery items that she’ll be needing to buy for her little nephew. At this point, Kaya is probably more excited than you are. When she starts to focus on scrolling, adding to her cart anything that she finds remotely fitting, there’s a knock on the door. She furrows her eyebrows, standing up from the couch as she set her laptop down on the coffee table. She walks to the front door, wondering who it could be at this hour. She isn’t expecting to meet with anyone.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Kaya slightly raises her voice when she sees Satoru. Satoru welcomes himself in, after all, he does pay for the apartment. He then asks Kaya,

“Where is she?” Satoru turns to look at Kaya, not bothering to greet her because she didn’t even bother to greet him.

“She’s on a date…” Kaya is quick to lie, but Satoru can immediately tell that you’re not.

“She’s sleeping, isn’t she?”

“She’s six months pregnant, what do you expect?” Kaya responds, a hint of attitude in her voice. “Plus we’ve been busy.”

“Busy with what?” Satoru asks, walking over to the couch and taking a seat. He notices Kaya’s laptop, and he realizes what you two are busy with when he sees nursery items. “Don’t fucking tell me!”

Satoru stands up and rushes to the nursery, turning on the light. There’s a couple of boxes, and he sees in the corner a can of paint. The nursery isn’t finished, but you two were definitely planning to start it.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you here?” Kaya asks as she approaches him. “Don’t you think that you and Leiko have done enough? Are you here to invite her out again? To ridicule her?”

“What the hell are you even talking about? Look, right now I’m so fucking mad I could burn this aparment down, don’t even say shit.” Satoru brushes past her and goes back to the living room. “I’m just here to check up on her. Believe it or not I care about her.”

“Really? You care so much about her that you started to date someone that she despises. While she’s three months away from having your baby, keep in mind.” Kaya argues, and Satoru’s eyes almost widen, now realizing that the date of his baby’s birth is coming closer and closer. “She has three months to set up a nursery, and we’re not waiting around for you to make space to come around. Believe me, we know more than anyone just how needy Leiko can be.”

“You didn’t even try to inform me. Trust me, that would be my priority.” Satoru says, and Kaya puts her index finger on her chin, slightly tilting her head as she pretends to think.

“We did… Or wait. I don’t think we did. Did you inform her about the fact that you were already in a relationship or that you wouldn’t even try to be with her even though she’s becoming the mother of your child? I’m sorry, I can’t recall.”

“You know… I’m with Leiko to protect her. It wouldn’t make sense, but I’m doing what’s best for everyone.” Satoru begins, and Kaya’s eyebrows furrow. She doesn’t understand how he’s doing the best for everyone by dating Leiko. He’s probably letting himself believe that to boost his ego.

“I can’t fucking believe you.” Kaya shakes her head. “Just get out. You have nothing to do here anyway. She’s sleeping.”

“I’ll leave when I want to. I pay for this place, Kaya.” Satoru reminds her. And while they bicker, they fail to realize that you’ve woken up. You groggily interrupt them,

“Please argue some other time. I’m so tired.” They both look at you. “Why are you even here Satoru? It’s way past decent hours.”

“It’s only eight.” Satoru responds, making you roll your eyes as you walk to the kitchen to get a glass of water. “Just wanted to check up on you and the baby… You’ve been ignoring my messages.”

“I’ve been ignoring the world. You can’t complain when I haven’t even been messaging my mom.” You answer, which lets Satoru feel a little better about the fact that he’s being ignored. “I’m not in the mood to talk, if that’s what you want to do. It’s best if you just leave.”

“Yeah… Okay.” Satoru says before he stands up and begins to walk to the door. Kaya watches, in disbelief at how easy that was. She wasn't able to accomplish it. “I’ll be back tomorrow!”

“Don’t!” Kaya yells at him, and you call out her name, and she looks at you a bit annoyed. “What?”

“Be nicer to him. He’s still going to be in our lives, whether we like it or not.”

“I wish he would die–” She mutters.

“Kaya…”

“Sorry.”

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dollediary · 2 years

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He's Yours, But Am I?

pairings❥ jake x fem!reader

point of view❥ 3rd person

warnings❥ mentions of sex, body issues, dieting, signs of pregnancy, abandonment, slight verbal abuse, manipulation, unprotected sex

word count❥ 20.6k

genre❥ angst, smut

synopsis❥ falling in love with your friends with benefits is a difficult burden to carry. not using protection to feel closer to each other was fun until you missed your period, so what happens when your pregnancy test results come back positive? to you, it had been a dream come true; you knew you had to break the news to him eventually, and maybe you could finally confess your feelings to him. when you do finally tell him the news he tells you he isn't ready to be a father, requesting you to stop seeing each other. falling in love with your friends with benefits is a difficult burden to carry, but it in no way compares to being in love with your friends with benefits and having his child to carry.

note: i apologize for the absence. i was so emotionally invested in writing this story, so i just kinda lacked the motivation to wrote anything else. can't promise all of your previous requests will be fulfilled, but i'll do my best! please like, reblog, and interact as much as possible! it will help me get motivation to finish more stories and grant more requests. i'm super proud of this work, i think i'll do 3rd person from now on. i hope you all enjoy, let me know how you all like it!

"do you think i'm getting fat?" y/n asks her friend, chaewon, as she pinches her stomach, the almost unnoticeable weight gain making her frown at herself while she stood sideways in the mirror. chaewon frowns as she watched from the bed, she noticed y/n had been losing her glow ever since july ended, but she attributed it to their sophomore year in college that would be starting up again in weeks' time. y/n always lost her glow whenever school started back up.

"a little," chaewon replied honestly. "but that's normal! we've been eating well these days; it could just be a bloat, you know?" y/n thought about it for a second and nodded. that may have been the reason she's also been nauseous lately, too, having eaten more than her body could handle in the name of enjoying her summer break more. chaewon takes note of y/n's thoughtful silence, adding onto her statement, "we can always go to my pilates and yoga classes to change it back to normal if you want..?"

"maybe, i'm gonna wait a few days to see if it'll go down on its own first," y/n sighed, giving her reflection one last glance as she unfolded and pulled her oversized shirt down again, meeting chaewon on the bed with a jump and loud thud as she stared at the ceiling. chaewon only stared forward, continuing to watch tv as they stayed in a comfortable silence.

"you talk to hyunjin lately?" y/n asks chaewon, breaking the silence. chaewon only shrugs her shoulders in response.

"eh. how about you and jake?"

"we've been seeing each other in person more, and he's becoming more of a caller than a texter these days," she explains to which chaewon only responds with a hum of understanding.

"hyunjin and i are the kind who don't need to talk to each other everyday for our bond to be as strong as it is. when we're together, it's like he never left," the smile on chaewon's face awakens something in y/n: lovesickness. she pouts, but it's more of a pout of envy than jealousy, because she could never be jealous of her best friend.

"i wish i could relate," she groaned, turning to lay on her stomach as she receives a facetime call from jake. picking up the phone, she fights back a smile by biting the inside of her cheek. "hey, you!" her excitement comes out awkwardly, like a teenage girl trying to talk to her crush despite her heart and brain not cooperating normally like it had only seconds before.

"hey, y/n," he laughed, still not quite used to her shy demeanor on the phone. "you up to chill?" he asks, making y/n almost scream out a yes to him. but she couldn't, obviously. chaewon was over and she didn't want to kick her friend out just to hang out with a boy, especially knowing chaewon wouldn't do that to her.

"i would but my friend chae is hereㅡ"

"it's fine!" chaewon interrupts the girl, her head appearing behind y/n's in the tiny box as she waved to jake who responded with a nod. "i was just getting ready to head out soon," she walks closer, giving y/n a kiss on the cheek as y/n lowers the camera for privacy. "mwah. bye, i love you. let me know if the bloating goes down so i know whether to register you as my plus one for my next session."

"okay, okay. i love you too," y/n responds, chaewon leaving soon after. y/n finally moves her attention back to jake who was clearly eavesdropping the entire time with a cheeky smile on his face.

"bloating for what? are you on your period?" he asks, making her groan annoyed by his nosiness. "hey c'mon it's a natural thing, you can talk about it with me. plus, you know a period don't stop nothing but a sentence," he winks only making the girl groan more.

"you're gross," she gagged dramatically, making the boy burst out into a fit of laughter. "there's no way i'm having sex with you on my period," she added on, but he only laughed harder.

"why not? c'mon don't knock it till you try it! let's try it out today," he persists making her pout her lips as she thought about it. it could just be another thing she could cross off of her list of irrelevant things she did pertaining to sex.

"maybe, but i won't be getting my period for another week since i didn't come on it this week like the app said i would," she says, shrugging her shoulders. "huh. you didn't peg me to be the kind of guy who's into that stuff."

"oh, i'm not. but i think i'll be into anything that involves you, y/n."

"ugh, don't directly address me when you say things like that, you know how it gets me!"

"maybe i want you to get like that. how sexy is phone sex?"

"doesn't sound any better than real sex."

"maybe to you, i'm getting hard just listening to your voice."

"oh my god. goodnight, jake," y/n's eyes widened as she hung up, a small smile painting her lips.

waking up the next morning, and after immediately looking in the mirror, the bloating did not go down. a disappointed sigh left y/n's lips as she threw one of jake's sweatshirts over her tank top to cover the 'obvious' difference in her appearance as she made her way to campus, already dreading the day.

upon arrival, she met chaewon in their usual spots for their lecture, seeing the girl with coffee for the both of them. offering her friend a thankful smile, she took a sip of the coffee, eager for its bittersweetness to wake her up as it usually did. but her sip was quickly, and secretly spit back into the cup as an indescribable amount of disgust flooded her taste buds.

"jesus, who pissed in this coffee? it's disgusting," the girl asked, making her friend's eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. she'd known y/n's order by heart; it's been prepared by the same worker for months. y/n's never been dissatisfied with the taste of the coffee before.

"he's prepared it the same way he does every morning, so i'm confused," chaewon says, watching y/n try to give the coffee another chance by taking a longer sip, immediately gagging as she lets it drip back down into the cup again. now even the smell of it was unbearable. she pushes the coffee away all together.

"well it's shitty today, let's just get some more later," she responded, both girls shrugging it off as they listened to their professor's talking once again. y/n was tempted several times after the fact to drink the coffee, but she was too sickened by its taste and smell. she eventually got up and threw the whole cup away all together, hating the way her body was responding to it.

when lunch rolled around, it was safe to say they both had forgotten about the morning's coffee incident, and y/n was already more than excited to eat the lunch she had yet to order. though the summer sun hadn't gone yet, the heat was certainly making its way out. temperatures outside were fine, so the walk from their hall to the building holding the university's lunchroom went smoothly, however the air conditioning had murderous intent when they entered the building.

"god i hate this building," chaewon groans as she zips her jacket up, which worked to no avail as the fabric was nowhere near thick. y/n nodded in agreement as they both subconsciously agreed they'd eat quickly so they could just leave. getting into different lines, y/n walked over to the soup station, getting her favorite vegetable soup that always made the freezing AC temperatures more bearable. she fixes a smaller bowl than she usually would, already beginning her dieting journey to lose the weight she'd gained.

once she added her side dishes, she met chaewon at the table with the most sunlight shining through the big, wide open windows, eager to get the warmth that this building insisted heavily on denying.

"we should've just ordered takeout instead," y/n grumbled, sipping a spoonful of her soup juice as she closed her eyes, the steam from her soup fanning her face as a "thank you for choosing to eat me today." savoring the soup, as she usually did, she immediately cringed at the horrible taste that flooded her mouth. "my god, why is everything so shitty today? first the coffee, now this?" it was clear that her mood was plummeting from her sudden disdain towards the food she loved most. she pushed her tray away, saddened, making chaewon sigh with pity.

"do you just want some of my lasagna?" she knew y/n wouldn't want it, but she couldn't stand to see her best friend so upset about not being able to eat. it was a dumb question, because it was something y/n hated the most, but y/n nodded, pushing her tray over to the girl. chaewon is confused but gives her a reasonable amount to eat, not too much as it would go to waste if she didn't eat it, but not too little as to have her request for more in the event that it wasn't enough.

reluctantly, she takes her fork and digs into the lasagna, hating everything about it, but the smell seemed a lot more inviting that what it had been only months before, the time frame she first decided she hated the entree. taking a hesitant bite into it, her eyes shot wide open as she began chewing. it was delicious. and she didn't know why. she opted to eat more of it, quickly downing the food as she looked at chaewon, begging for more to which, of course, the girl obliged. she wasn't that hungry anyways.

days had gone by since y/n had found a new love for lasagna, she even branched out the different flavors they offered, becoming obsessed with the spinach-alfredo lasagna. they were two combinations she knew she'd usually hate being put together, but she couldn't stop eating them. and though chaewon never said it aloud, she was confused. so confused. especially confused when y/n had suddenly started gagging, on the verge of vomiting only minutes after she'd eaten so deliciously. but, she rushed to the bathroom with her friend, ready to assist her nonetheless.

it's was a sad thing for her, watching her friend look so sick and helpless over the toilet while her body kept forcing her food up, not even stopping after the fact that her stomach emptied, telling her she still needed to throw more up. when she finished, her whole body was shaking, and she was on the verge of tears from the burning she felt in her throat.

she insisted she was fine, her solution being to eat again to make up for the food lost, but after having several incidents of vomiting to the point of tears, all of them with chaewon being her personal witness, she couldn't quite convince the girl anything anymore, reluctantly having to agree to seeing the doctor and get to the bottom of it. but they weren't ready for any of the questions that the doctor would ask the poor, and naive, y/n.

"have you been sexually active in the last few months, miss l/n? more importantly, without protection?" doctor kim asks, taking both y/n and chaewon by surprise. she looks over to her friend, feeling uncomfortable by the question, but chaewon only gives her a sympathetic smile as she encourages her to answer the doctor.

"yes.. but i don't see why that matters?" y/n replies, essentially dismissing the doctor's question. there was no correlation between the two, she was just feeling a little under the weather. or maybe it was a result of her semi-depression from her weight gain? there were so many possibilities. "we think i may have a stomach bug," she adds on, making the doctor click his teeth in response. he sighs, adjusting his glasses as he looked past her, not wanting to cause conflict, but still needing to do his job.

"well, miss l/n, i'm not suggesting anything big, but since you have had unprotected sex, your symptoms are seeming to lean a lot toward-"

"i'm sorry ,doctor kim, but i don't need suggestions. i'm paying you to use your damn degree and use facts to get to the bottom of this, not suggest my symptoms have anything to do with the sex i have in my life," y/n spits out, grabbing chaewon's hand to lead her out the door.

"you go, i'll be a quick second," chaewon smiles at the agitated girl who only nodded as she stormed her way to the car. letting out the breath she'd been holding, she bowed apologetically to the doctor. "i'm sorry, doc. she's been really moody since she gained weight. she's usually the sweetest girl!"

"i see," he responds. "she may not be willing to right now, but i recommend coming back soon and getting an ultrasound to see if my thoughts may be correct," he says, getting ready to head out the room, since he no longer needed to be there, having other patients to tend to.

he'd already been long gone by then, but chaewon still responded to him. it was more for herself anyways. "i'll think about it."

looking in the mirror every morning became a habit for y/n. she absolutely hated the way she looked. she felt like she was in a body that wasn't her own, her mental health only worsening with each day she decides to stare in the mirror. she was lonely. she'd been skipping classes, telling chaewon she was just too lazy to go to, but doing that meant chaewon wouldn't be there to support her rapidly growing illness. and she couldn't just call jake, either. they argued too much and they both hated it, deciding that no contact was better than enduring the toxicity any longer.

but today, she couldn't endure not speaking to him any longer. she'd grown far more dependent on him, realizing her days of misery could only be made better by him. so, even though she knew that calling him most likely wouldn't end well, she hit the facetime button, watching with anticipation as she waited for him to pick up.

"y/n," his sigh of happiness only brought a smile to her face, and for a second everything felt better, even her stuffed nose seemed to clear for a second. her eyes watered, but she quickly blinked the forming tears away because no y/n you will NOT cry. "i missed you," he says, making her heart flutter as he frowned through the screen.

"i'm sorry," was all she could say, lumps forming in her throat. why did this have to make her so emotional? she'd never cried over something as simple as this before, it wasn't rare for jake to express his feelings for her in this way, but for whatever reason she decided that hearing all of this now meant and felt more than anything. "i missed you, too."

"how have you been?" he asks, making her lips form a thin line. she never did tell him of her illness, being scared that he'd stop coming over in fear of catching her symptoms.

"i've been bored, there's never anything to do these days, and i'm too lazy to go out."

"hm. then how about i come over and give you something to do?" his question was laced with suggestiveness, making her feel an uneasy amount of insecurity. she really wanted to have him come over, more than anything, but it just couldn't happen. not when she felt like this. and not when she looked like this either.

"i don't know, i'm pretty tired right now, too," she laughs nervously, making him sigh.

"please, y/n. it doesn't even have to be sex. i just want to be with you. i miss you," while it didn't seem like much to him to admit it, it meant the world to y/n. she felt like he really wanted her. and in a way, he did, so of course, she let her heart fall right into his arms. even though her doubts and insecurities begged her to say no, she refused to listen this time.

"okay," her heart was beating fast, unsureness running through her veins, but all of it was worth it. any ill feeling would be worth it if it meant she'd get to see his smileㅡ a smile that only existed because of her.

"say less," he giggled, hanging up the phone. she let out the breath she was holding, her senses awakening as she realized all of what she just agreed to. she looked at her outfit, too revealing for the way she was looking right now. "shorts are fine, but i need a bigger shirt," she spoke to no one but herself as she went to her closet to put on an oversized hoodie in hopes he wouldn't be able to see how "ugly" she'd become.

it didn't take long for him to arrive, engulfing her in his arms as soon as she opened the door. it was times like this that made her wonder, why would she even want to fight with him to begin with? she's head over heels in love with him; arguing with him only took away these moments from her. she couldn't stand it.

"pretty girl, you've lost your glow," he says after they pull away from their drawn out hug, grabbing her face, moving it around in his eyesight as he frowned. her eyes were accompanied with dark eye bags, her cheeks were puffy, and her skin seemed to have paled quite a bit since he'd last been over. she could only smile bitterly, that's what no sleep does to you, she thinks.

"it's because you haven't been here to shine on me," she laughed, taking his hand to walk to her bedroom where they both sat on her bed. he laughs along, happy upon the realization that they most likely wouldn't get into an argument since the majority of their arguments happened digitally.

"well we're together now, so that's all that matters," he says, making her smile. she nods, taking a second to look at him while he turns his attention to the tv, already browsing through netflix to put on a show or movie he thought they'd be able to enjoy. she didn't realize how fond she'd grown of him until now, but maybe she just forgets about it until moments like this come up for her to acknowledge them once again.

the universe was unfair to her, in more ways than one, but giving her this special relationship with jake made all of the hardships disappear. she liked jake. and even though she knew he didn't feel the same way, she liked that his actions made her feel like he did. and they shared a lot of intimate moments, so even if she didn't necessarily have the real label she wanted, there was nothing that could stop her from pretending.

maybe that's the thought that kept her going, allowing him to make himself at home in her heart more and more with each passing moment they shared. maybe that's what made her stop looking at other men the way she looked at him. maybe that's what accidentally brought her lips onto his, cupping his cheeks as her eyes closed in relief when he kissed her back. it was always heavenly to kiss jake, but this time it felt better than that. he kept her slow speed, not bothering to pull her on his lap, yet, as he was determined to savor this moment in fear of it never happening again. he moves his hand up to her cheek as she let hers fall down to her side, smiling into the kiss as he stroked her cheek lovingly.

it felt like an eternity, them staying like that. but, jake was never patient when it came to these things. and it wasn't far from how y/n was either, so naturally he attempted to escalate it, his body already anticipating how good they were going to make each other feel. but as soon as he attempted to slide his tongue in, y/n panicked, squeezing her eyes shut as she pulled away, face hot with embarrassment as she saw the confusion the boy had on his face.

"is everything okay?" he asked, putting his hand on her shoulder gently so as to not startle the girl more than he already seemed to. she averted eye contact, but nodded nonetheless. "did i do something wrong? did i make you uncomfortable-?" he asked further, thoughts spinning around his head as to why she'd pull back.

"no i'm sorry," cutting him off, her voice was low as she didn't really want him to hear her confessionㅡ afraid it would spiral into another argument given her contradicting actions. "i just.. dont want to have sex," all the thoughts and reasons he'd listed before flew out the window, his mind going quiet as did he.

"you're seeing someone else. is that it?"

"wha- no, jake! i just-"

"there's nothing else it could be," he says, making her frown. jake had been suspecting this for a while. he'd never had any problems with her whenever they called or facetimed, or even texted before. but for the past few weeks, that's all that's been happening. he'd somehow say the 'wrong' thing and she'd blow off on him, it would spiral into something worse, then they would just stop talking until one of them texts again. the last time he'd gone through that, his fling ended up leaving him and moving onto a serious relationship, something they swore they would never be able to doㅡ well, clearly not with him at least.

"jake, i swear it's not like that!" y/n's heart was beating out of her chest, she could feel his sadness even though everything he said was monotone. he was hurting over something that she wasn't even doing. and the way he already seemed so sure of it? it made her wonder how long he'd been feeling this way.

"then why do you keep leading me on and then backing out when you're the one who initiated it? are you seeing someone else, y/n?" his eyes were starting to gloss over, and she hated it. so, so much. she didn't know what to do. admitting the truth would only make him leave. her silence only further proved the point he convinced himself that he was making. adding fuel to the fire- "do i only tempt you enough to try but not go through with it? am i SO bad at fucking you that you have to go find someone else to do bette-"

"i'm not thin anymore, okay?!" she finally had the courage to cut him off, tears streaming down her face that had become hot from her frustrations caused by his baseless, but very, very hurtful accusations.

"what?"

"i've gotten fat. and-," she sighed, trying to regain her composure. "i want so badly to have sex with you, but i'm scared. i'm scared that i'll take off these baggy clothes and- you'll be disgusted by my body and leave me. i would never be so evil as to go out of my way to cheat and hurt you. this is only happening because i hate myself and my body for what it's becoming. i can't let you see me be like this."

"baby..." his voice is soft, contradicting the anger it projected only moments before. even though that one word was a great comfort to her, it only worsened her rainfall of tears as she allowed herself to break down in his arms. it was something he'd never understand. she was beautiful in his eyes, nothing would change that. "i don't care if you gain weight, or lose weight. hell, you could wake up bald and i would still find you to be the sexiest girl alive. don't you ever think otherwise."

she nodded, pulling away to look him in the eyes, her pout failing to disappear despite the fact that she was starting to feel a little bit better about it. he smiled at her bringing his lips to her forehead for a kiss, then to each individual cheeks, then finally to her lips in a kiss that was sweeter than the one shared beforeㅡ only she would let it escalate this time.

pulling back, she looked him lovingly in the eyes. they were shining the same way hers were as he pulled her back in for a hard, but not too hard, peck on the lips, more following after them as he wanted to bask in all the moment had to offer. her giggle only made him smile as he pecked her lips one last time before he went to shower each cheek with kisses as well. once he felt he'd spread the love there enough, he tilted her head to the side, trailing kisses over her neck, not any lower as his sweatshirt was in the way. moving back up, he kissed her ear before he whispered a low "take this off," while tugging on the sweatshirt that had now become a barrier between the two of them.

obeying his request, she lifted the fabric off, throwing it across the room as her body shivered from the temperature change on her bare arms. he laughed, latching his mouth back onto her neck, this time carefully sucking, leaving his own marks of love behind for her to be able to look back to if she were to question his love for her again. tugging the bottom of her shirt as she assisted him in lifting it off her head, the shirt being carelessly thrown somewhere across the room like the jacket.

he changed his position, kneeling with either knee on her side as he pushed her slightly to lay her down on the bed. he stared down at her body, scanning the beauty she was. it was then that she realized she had nothing to cover her top half, her stomach was on display for him to see and, despite his comforting words, she became embarrassed. not wanting to make it obvious that she was feeling insecure, she pulled him down to connect their lips together. letting their tongues dance with one another, he lets his hands travel down her sides, moving to spread her legs for him to grind his crotch against her, the sensations leaving them both gasping at how much they'd been neglecting their sexual needs with their petty arguments.

"fuck," she moaned into his mouth which only drove him crazy. god, words couldn't explain how much he loved those sounds she made. he pulled away, going to take off his shirt while she nearly drooled at the sight of it. everything about that man was perfect to her.

"fuck, y/n," he breathed out as he kept rolling his hips against hers, biting his lip to hold back the lewd sounds his body begged him to make. "how am i supposed to go slow when you're this sexy without trying?" his words made her tear up as she covered her face which was now hot with her shyness. the sight of it made his hips stutter, of course only she could bring him that close to climax without doing anything but being her.

he moved away from her, the warmth they shared being the first thing they missed as he pulled her shorts down, throwing it across the room as she leaned forward to pull his sweatpants down enough for him to scoot out of on his own. his cock sprung up, hitting his lower abdomen as she stared at it in all its glory: fully erect, reddened tip glistening with precum. just how she liked it. they both giggled at the fact that they both were intentionally not wearing underwear. "wanted to fuck me that bad, huh?" he smirked, leaning down to connect their lips in a kiss which she smiled in. when he pulled away she smirked back at him.

"i could say the same, baby."

he sucked in a breath, halfway opening his eyes as he began lightly stroking himself, making sure to make eye contact with her. "ah- y/n, you don't know what you do to me," he whimpered as she could only watch him with doe eyes. before he could get too comfortable stroking himself, and before she could get too comfortable watching the show, he rubbed his tip through her folds, then circled her clit (just to make her feel good) before he slowly inserted himself in.

she winced at the stretch, it really had been a while since they last had sex. he bit his lip as he pushed all the way in, unmoving. he moved his hand down, using his thumb to rub on her clit which resulted in her clenching around him. he slightly threw his head back, sighing in content at the feeling. "that's right. keep doing that," he says as he pulls out nearly all the way, only to slam himself back in completely before he decided on a pace. everything about their togetherness was just right. they knew exactly how to make each other feel good. that's what lovemaking to them was. they didn't need to be slow paced or have foreplay or perform oral before they fucked; the love showed in the way they could absorb every essence of each other's being. the way their energies combined and turned them into one.

his pace wasn't too slow, nor was it too fast. it was just enough for her to feel all of him, and it was enough to hit all the right spots, wherever she needed him most. the room was silent except for the small sounds of pleasure they both made, accompanied with the sex sounds their bodies created. he leaned forward, connecting their lips in a sweet kiss, cause everyone knows he couldn't get enough of kissing her. she returned the kiss, tears prickling in her eyes from how good everything was feeling. she loved this. she loved him. "i'm close, baby," he pulled back to announce, speeding his strokes up ever so slightly as he chased his high.

"me too," she announced, this time clenching around him more while her heartbeat only raced, each thrust bringing her closer. he rubbed circles around her clit faster as her moans started becoming more vocal, the pitch raising with each thrust until one thrust finally hit the spot. "ah, jake dont stop," she begged as he sped up to chase his own high. "dont pull out, it's okay! fuck i wanna feel it." he couldn't hold back any longer upon her words, thrusting one last time before he came to a complete stop, filling her with his seed.

"fuck," he breathed out, slowly lowering himself to be on top of her. he scooted so that she could be able to lay her head on his. it wasn't often that jake would stay cuddled up to her after they finished having sex, but he felt like he owed it to her for how shitty he had made her feel without knowing the full story. it wasn't often that he whispered sweet little nothings into her ear while stroking her hair, but tonight (despite their strict forbidden rule of affection) it felt needed. and he was willing to give her anything he felt like she needed. every action and choice he decided to make only further showed that he loved her, in a way.

even though he was sure he wasn't capable of feeling it anymore, this special relationship jake shared with her made all of his doubts about love disappear. he liked y/n. and even though it was something he'd never be able to express or accept it, he'd let his emotions be shown in the moment as they were. and, like most of everything that they did that didn't make sense, it always seemed to work out.

the sun shining through the blinds, accompanied with the unforgiving air conditioning that froze her skin, y/n yawned as she got up, rubbing her eyes. pulling the blanket up to cover her body, she looked next to her for jake, but he wasn't there. she knew that regardless of how affectionate he was last night that there'd be a chance he would still leave during the night, but it hurts to know that no matter what he'd say or do, he'd still be gone in the morning.

her tears start their early morning shift, brimming in her eyes as she pouted at the whole idea of him leaving her altogether. the tears turning into a rainfall of agony as she sobbed to her heart's content, only to be interrupted by her overwhelming need to puke. running to the bathroom she can't make it to the toilet, having to quickly choose between the floor or the sink, her brain choosing the latter of the two.

holding the edge of the sink, her head was bent over so as to not make too much of a mess. she let her first round of puke come up, feeling disgusted with herself for not being quicker. one she was finished she barely had time to recover as she took the chance to run to the toilet, finally being able to vomit there as she originally intended. it hurt and tasted like hell after she was finished, but that of course wouldn't be the end of her misfortune. upon hearing her alarm go off, she realized that she only had 15 minutes to get ready.

snoozing the alarm she immediately dialed chaewon's phone, screaming incoherent words as a weak attempt to ask for help. chaewon's eyes widened as her car's speaker blasted y/n's crying into her ears. "woah, woah, woah!" chaewon said, cutting the girl's screaming off. "talk in a way where i can understand you."

"i keep- i can't stop throwing up, i'm scared i wont be able to make it to school!" she cries out. "please chaewon, i know i ask for a lot but i need you right now," she begs the girl who was only two or three turns away from the university building. as the red light finally turned green, she sighed, making a turn that led her back on the path from where she'd originally traveled to come to school.

"i'm on my way," she lets y/n know, making her way to the nearest drugstore to make a quick purchase. y/n sighs of relief, her tear stained cheeks lifting slightly as she smiled at her friend's support through her hardships.

"thank you, chae," she says, holding onto her now empty and hurting stomach. "i'll make it up to you."

"you don't have to make anything up to me y/n. you need my help, so i'm giving it to you. just please take care of yourself until i get there, i have to make a quick stop, okay?" she says as she gets out of the car, her phone call disconnects from the car and back to her phone.

"okay," y/n sniffles as she begins coughing up a storm, gagging as she tried her best to hold down another load of vomit.

"okay, i'll hang up first. bye."

not waiting for a response, she ends the call and walks into the store. after a quick search, she immediately went over to the corner where the items lay bare for everyone to see. she picked up one of the pregnancy tests, ignoring the looks she felt on her. it was nobody's business anyways. when she went over to the register, older customers gave her judging looks, which she only smiled in return at. as soon as she got to the front, she smacked the box down, not bothering to get any other items as it would just add onto her time in the building.

"what are you hoping for?" the young cashier attempts to ask her kindly, but you can tell she was judging her too. if it had actually been chaewon in this situation where she'd need the pregnancy test for herself, she would have been passive back, but it's not her. so she didn't need to be letting it get in her head regardless of how stressful it was to be here.

"a girl," she puts on a fake smile and enthusiastic voice, praying the kid would hurry up and scan the item. once she was done doing that, she put the item in a plastic bag, quickly handing it to her.

"wishing you the best of luck as a mother!" she says to which chaewon could only nod at as she rushed out of the building and back into her car. now, chaewon wasn't the kind of citizen to speed. she knew it wasn't safe for anyone and honestly she hated it because it never felt nice to her body, especially when she was the one behind the wheels. but after the call with y/n, she had to because she knew how much y/n needed her there.

when she had let herself in using the key that y/n gifted her months ago, she ran quickly to see the girl's head hanging carelessly in the toilet as she barely moved. "y/n?" she asks, going over to her. y/n only hummed in response to assure the girl that she was still conscious. she wanted to talk, but everytime she tried to muster up words, that awfully familiar gagging overpowered her. and she didn't want to go through throwing up again, so she gave up, resorting to laying in her misery as there was nothing more she could do.

"gross, y/n," chewon says as she moves over to the sink where it was filled with her vomit, the scent making chaewon gag a little. she turns the sink water on, going under the sink to get some bleach out in hopes of it helping with washing it down. "you couldn't make it to the toilet in enough time?"

"no," y/n cries out, voice hoarse from all of it already as she gags more, another load of vomit forcing its way up as the scent of her throw up and bleach met her nose. chaewon yelps as she helps the girl throw up smoothly, holding her hair back until her body finally realizes she couldn't throw up anymore, though it was already too late by now.

the cleanup process went a lot smoother than they both expected. chaewon ordered y/n to get a sip of water to soothe her throat while she busied herself with cleaning the sink and the toilet since y/n was already so careful not to make a mess anywhere else. when both of them were finished, they laid on y/n's bed with chaewon stroking y/n's hair, the pregnancy test being the only thing on her mind. she was torn. she didn't know if she should bring it up to her, but it was the only thing on her mind since they first went to her doctor's appointment. she also was scared it would upset y/n. her emotions were unstable as of lately, and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of it, at least not now.

"y/n?" she finally speaks up after a few more minutes of internal conflict about it. y/n hummed in response. "you and jake don't use protection, right?" she asks, making y/n groan annoyed. "don't catch an attitude with me, just answer the question."

"we don't use protection, chaewon."

"okay then does he like, you know, pull out?" she asks further, making y/n stiffen up in embarrassment.

"yes."

"are you sure?"

"yes chae! god damn it," y/n says as she finally catches onto what chaewon was suggesting, blowing off the steam that was building up. it makes chaewon a bit more hesitant, but she has to do this for her; she didn't want y/n to keep living in denial if she didn't have to.

"y/n, i need you to think really hard about this. i get that you're frustrated, but i'm only asking because i want to help you... please. there has to be a time when you weren't sure if he did or not. or maybe he was a little too late to?" she is careful with her words, but they still manage to break y/n's walls down as she bursts into tears upon remembering the one important night she had so carelessly forgotten.

"there was- uh one night," she says. "i don't remember if he'd pulled out soon enough because we were both too tired to be safe about it."

"do you remember when?"

"i think it was sometime last month, but i don't really remember. all I know is that i texted you to hang out the day after because the sleep i got was so good. god chae, i don't even want to think that this could be a possibility," y/n was exasperated. she didn't want to be pregnant. anything but that. but chaewon just kept pushing the idea in her head, making her terrified that it'd be an actual possibility.

"i know, love, but i'm asking this for your own good. now, i have something for you, but you can't freak out okay?" she says as she lifts the girl's head off of her stomach, leaning into her bag to pull out the box she'd purchased.

"okay," y/n says as she looks over to chaewon's busy hands as she puts the box behind her back. "can i see?"

"okay, breathing under control?" chaewon asks. y/n nods. "and don't. freak. out. it's going to be okay," she adds on. y/n nods again as she breathes steadily, her eyes closing as she gathers her senses together without anticipating what chaewon could give her. "keep your eyes closed and just grab the box i'm about to put in your hands.

following her instructions, she gripped onto the box as soon as she felt it in her hands. opening her eyes, she couldn't help but tear up at the sight of it. she knew that her friend would give it to her eventually, but now? she wasn't ready. her grip on the box tightened as she shook her head.

"it's okay, y/n. calm down. breathe, then get up and go take the test," chaewon said, lifting the girl up as another form of encouragement. "no matter what the test says, i'm here with my undying support for you. fighting girl!"

"fighting," y/n sniffles as she goes into the bathroom, leaving an emotional chaewon behind. she sighs, laying down again to stare at the ceiling, her own tears starting to form. it hurt. all of it. from having y/n taking her frustrations out on the girl, down to each tear that spilled from y/n's eyes as she realized her life could truly be changing. she hated seeing her best friend cry, especially knowing that she didn't deserve any of that heartache. it felt selfish to sit and cry about it as if she were the one in y/n's place, but she couldn't help it.

taking a shaky breath, she exhaled in an attempt to calm herself down. she needed to be rational. if this is hard for me, then it must be hell for y/n. she quickly wipes her tears as y/n screams and falls to the bathroom floor, only a few minutes after waiting for the results. chaewon ran into the bathroom, shocked by the solemn scene in front of her. y/n, with shaky hands, held up the test to the girl's face. it was an unmistakable "YES+" on the stick. with widened eyes, chaewon pulled the sobbing girl into a hug. y/n was actually pregnant. and with jake's child at that.

"i don't want it!" she cries out as chaewon nods, quickly removing one arm from her as she began looking up clinics for an abortion.

"okay, i found some clinics," the girl says. "we can set up an appointment when you're all calmed down, okay?"

"okay."

"now let's get you to bed; you look terrible," she helped y/n clean herself up, brushing her tasseled hair into a low ponytail, washing and moisturizing her dry face, putting her pregnancy test into a bag just in case. by the time they were finished, the atmosphere had calmed down and everything seemed okay now that y/n came to terms with her conditions. she was just glad that this would all be over soon.

when the two girls finally got settled down, they decided tonight it'd be best if y/n wasn't left alone. cuddling while watching bojack horseman, talking didn't seem all that important now that y/n had a warm embrace that wouldn't leave her in the middle of the night. she nuzzles her head into chaewon's neck with a yawn. "thank you for taking care of me, chae. i love you." it catches chaewon by surprise, but she just silently smiles, deciding not to say anything since y/n was audibly snoring by now. looking down at her best friend's sleeping figure, she pauses the show and prays to god that y/n, and everything, will be okay.

august 31st. today was the day y/n's life would change forever. she wondered why nobody told her that the drive to the clinic would be so gut wrenching. when she arrives, she signs in for her appointment and sits down to wait. she got a good look around the building. there were many people here, some accompanied by lovers, others with parents, while there was the noticeable few who were alone like she was. the air wasn't as thick as she'd anticipated, but she learned from chaewon that not everyone who went to these buildings were there for abortions. a big part of her was jealous of that because oh how nice would it have been to have been able to find comfort in such a heavy decision. but the other part was thankful; she wouldn't wish this dreadful feeling on her worst enemy, and yet here she was, feeling it to its fullest extent.

chaewon sadly couldn't make it. well, y/n wouldn't allow her to, begging her not to miss any more days. it was a difficult thing to convince her, since she knew chaewon could switch to online school like she temporarily opted to do for a more flexible schedule during her pregnancy until she could put an end to it and go back to her regular classes. she'd already caused chaewon to miss so much, she'd feel guilty if she'd done it again, even if right now all she could do was wish she let herself be selfish one last time because all she wanted was to be comforted by the only person who could possibly understand her problems without judgment. she sighed, sinking down into her seat as she watched the muted television on the screen, praying her turn would come soon so she could get out of this place.

"y/n l/n?" a sweet nurse's voice called out as she looked around the waiting area. y/n's eyes widened as they were met with the nurse's who beckoned her over. her heart was beating fast as she walked behind the lady who was escorting to one of the clinic rooms where she would soon be met with the doctor who would be performing the abortion. being left alone in the room was either one of the best case scenarios right now, or possibly the worst. she could be alone for a second to calm down, or she could potentially break down before the doctor could even speak a word to her. deciding she's already cried enough tears this month, she opted to taking a deep breath to remind herself that this was her decision to make, and this was what she wanted.

"good evening, miss l/n, i'm doctor kim," a voice spoke as it entered the door. y/n turned her head slightly to the woman. she was around her mid-forties, but something about her reminded her of her mother, her aura was comforting in that sense. "i assume you're here to get an abortion performed?"

"yes, doctor," y/n responds, lowering her head since she'd suddenly become afraid to make eye contact with the woman upon the mention of the specific procedure that was soon to be performed.

"oh, miss l/n," the doctor pouted, making y/n look up at her. "before we start, i'm legally obligated to tell you the process before we perform it," the doctor explained as she placed her gloves on with a slight smacking sound. y/n nodded, then the process explanation began. as the words spilled out of doctor kim's mouth, y/n couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach. her brain started zoning out everything the doctor was saying, the only phrase she could hear in her head was her brain telling her to get out. all she could think to herself was i don't wanna do this anymore. what felt like hours, but was only around ten minutes later, the doctor finally brought her attention back with a clap.

"so?" she asks. "are you ready?" offering a comforting smile that made y/n feel anything but. she could hear her heart beating inside her chest, her breathing suddenly drowning out all the noise around her. suddenly everything felt all too much yet nothing at all. she stayed still, trying her best to process her emotions, to state her peace, or to just right out leave.

"i need to use the restroom," she squeaked out, tears brimming in her eyes as she avoided any form of eye contact with the older lady in front of her. doctor kim senses the mood shift and sighs. this was an often occurrence, so she could only understand where the girl was coming from.

"look, kid. abortion isn't for everyone," she says placing her hand on her shoulder. "you're young so you think it's the only option for you, but it isn't. there are lots of good young mothers. you can do this. i don't want you to make a decision you'll end up regretting for the rest of your life. i can see you care about your baby. give them a chance at life, give yourself this chance in life."

y/n frowns, her lips quivering as the building tears spill from her eyes. "i'm sorry," she says, burying her head inside her hands. "i'm so sorry," she apologizes, unsure what she's really sorry for, she just felt like this was all she could say.

"don't be sorry, miss l/n," doctor kim responds, helping the girl to get off her feet, taking her over to the sink to help her get herself together again. "you know, you can always come back again. we give free ultrasounds, i'm sure you'd love to see your little angel growing."

”i'll try my best," she responds as soon as the tears subside. they bid their farewells and just like that, y/n was on her way back home. and, though she felt a huge burden had been lifted off of her shoulder, she was devastated. she had to tell jake.. and that was the biggest burden of it all. exhaustion was the first thing to hit her once she arrived back inside, she was so exhausted that she almost didn't take her shoes off at the doorㅡ almost. she goes to lay down, flopping on her bed to stare at the ceiling. it was weird. this has been the first time she didn't feel the need or want to cry. instead, her brain was doing its best to think logically despite not knowing exactly what to do.

she knows one thing for sure, though: she has to call jake immediately to have him come over to break the news to him, but the problem was that she was scared. she knew without a doubt that jake adored her, but he didn't love her. they were fuck buddies, not lovers, so in terms of what she could expect from him, there was nothing. she was at a complete blank, her only way of finding out would be to put herself in the position to do so. and though she hated the idea of having to do it, it wasn't just some decision she could just back out of. so, she picks up her phone, her hand shaking as she clicks the button to dial his number. the phone rang a few times before his sweet voice sung into her ear. "hello?" he asks, making her fears start to pile up. what exactly was she supposed to say to him?

"can you come over?" she asks, her voice tinier than the sureness she was feeling. "please, like hurry up. i'm sorry for everything, i can't be on the phone too long, just hurry up." upon hearing that, jake's heart broke into pieces. he could barely process what was happening, all he knew was that he was rushing out the door and into his car as he sped to her house. after she ended the call, she released the breath she was holding, getting up to look at herself in the full body mirror. she lifted her tank top up, rubbing her 2 months pregnant belly as a river of relief washed over her. there was something so comforting about the "weight gain" now. and she decided that, no matter what, she was going to keep it. in the midst of admiring her changing body, she jumps upon hearing jake's banging on the door.

he was anxious, thinking the worst upon her sudden call that lacked context, but he didn't want to assume the worst as he was still feeling guilty about what happened last time he'd said his unspoken insecurities aloud. with her heart beating fast, she opens the door and silently lets him in. stay calm, y/n. she keeps reminding herself in her mind as she knew that was the best way to get through this challenge. she ushers for him to sit on the bed, quietly taking a seat next to him but with great distance as she was still fearful. he notices this, so when they finally make eye contact she could see the insecurities blooming through. and it broke her. "i'm so sorry," she bawls out, throwing herself onto him. her tears dont catch him by much surprise, but it doesn't stop him from feeling the emotional toll from them. he is sad, but he accepts the pitiful embrace. she's really done it, he cries to himself, the tears landing on top of her head.

he doesn't even want to ask who, why, or even why he couldn't just be enough for her. he just wants to lie and pretend it's all okay so that she'll stay with him, even if he'll regret it. "i'm so sorry," she apologizes for the hundredth time, to which he once again responds with his verbal forgiveness. she hated it. she hated being a coward in that sense. she hated not being able to tell him of her pregnancy, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. "please don't leave me tonight," she begs as she was scared to wake up without him again because there was no certainty that he'd ever come back. he gulps in an attempt to swallow the lump forming in his throat. it doesn't work. "okay," he responds, not sure of what else he could possibly say to her. how can you comfort someone when you're in need of comfort, too? "i mean it, jake, i can't stand waking up without you, at least not now," y/n admits and it hurts jake. "promise me you'll be here when i wake."

"i promise," he says, determined to fulfill whatever need she asked from him in hopes of her continued loyalty to him. "i'll stay forever if i need toㅡ if you need me to," he says as if his honesty wasn't convincing enough. she knows he doesn't mean it in the way she needs him to, but she still lets his words comfort those unheard doubts that are plaguing her mind. she eventually pulls away, looking him in the eyes as she offers a bitter smile. she brings her thumbs up to wipe his tears away. "there's nobody else, jake," she says, seemingly being able to reassure him without him having to say a word. he sighs, and smiles back at her, choosing not to question the real issue she wanted to bring up to him. if it hurt her that much, he would wait longer to find out. but, to him, nothing could be worse to him than her finding a new man. so he'd be ready to accept and forgive anything else that she felt would burden him.

"let's just sleep," he says, laying down. she nods, moving so that he could lay on her chest. her heart was racing; she could never get used to the feeling he gave her. he smiled at the rate it was going. all of that was for him. oh, if only he knew that all those unspoken feelings were mutual. maybe then things would be easier for the two of them. but, as of right now, they would both continue to suffer in this lovesick state.

it was easy to fall asleep with him like that, and it was even easier to wake up with him in her arms. the sun was shining on them, the AC's temperature was just right for the two of them who had forgotten to get under the blanket, and the air was calm. it was a state of being that she didn't want to leave, but she had no knowledge of his work schedule, so she needed him to be up. she kisses the top of his head shyly. he scrunches his nose while she continues doing it until he moves enough for her to understand that he, too, was awake. "good morning," his voice was groggy as he was still not fully awake. she doesn't respond, letting him get up to freshen up. he walks into the bathroom, sitting on the toilet to go about his business. once he finishes, he flushes and goes to look at himself in the mirror.

his hair was disheveled and his eyes were puffy, but he felt like a million bucks as he smiled at his reflection. "nobody else, huh?" he giggles, smile widening as he applied the soap on his hands to wash them. once he finished washing them, he began drying them off on the towel as he started wondering what she had to tell him last night.

when he goes back out, he finds y/n in the kitchen grabbing some frozen breakfast burritos out of the freezer, the meal that had become one of her recent food obsessions. "baby?" he calls to get her attention, failing to see the smile she cracked as her back was turned to her. she only hums in response as she continues to plate two burritos for herself. "i'm not gonna push you to tell me anything, but i just want you to know that whatever it is that's burdening you, it's something we can get through together. there's nothing that can possibly drive me away from you. i'm ready to listen whenever you're ready to tell me."

her moves falter a bit, but she regains her composure and continues preparing her breakfast. once the microwave beeped, she met him at the table, opting to eat as a way to get her thoughts together, his words ringing through her head as she did so. when she was finished chewing her first few bites, she cleared her throat. "i'm pregnant," her voice held no emotion, so little that you wouldn't be able to tell her nervousness had it not been for her hands shaking as she held the fork midair.

"i-" he paused, not knowing exactly what to say. he was in shock. and, from the looks on her face, he knew that it couldn't be a pregnancy scare because it looked like this has been weighing her down for a while. he knew his reaction to this information would be contrary to his previous words, but he didn't expect it to be this serious. "are you sure it's mine?" he asks, breaking her heart. a huge part of him could believe she was pregnant; everything was starting to make sense from her weight gain to her overly emotional state, all the way down to her eating habitsㅡ he knew she absolutely hated burritos.

"there's nobody else, jake," her voice cracked as she offered him a small smile, the corners of her lips barely lifting as she did so. oh how comforting those words were to hear last night, but now they struck him in the worst ways possible. she looked at him, his expression unreadable as he stared directly through her each time she'd lift her eyes to check his gaze. the cat was already out of the bag, so what's the harm in emptying the mess it left behind? "and i... i want to keep it." he didn't know what to say. he didn't know what to do. and he didn't want to hurt her, but what about himself? he isn't a bad guy. it takes two to get knocked up but-

"i'm not ready to be a father," his words came out quietly, scared that hearing it himself would make the guilt he felt feel worse. and it did. the look on her face when she finally looked him in the eyes, if her glow was already dull, he'd taken it away. the words already did their damage, now he has to stay true to them. he got up from the table, hands shaky as he pushed the chair in without a word and he offers her an apologetic bow as if that could take everything back. "i'm sorry y/n." he didn't know what he expected. who would forgive a deadbeat anyways. she didn't say a word, opting to keep her head down in shame. she stayed that way, not even bothering to move even after she heard the door close behind him, announcing his genuine departure from the home.

y/n wasn't nearly as sad as she thought she'd be. chaewon was right, it would hurtㅡ and for a long time it did. "but once you feel okay, even for a second, everything will be okay," she told y/n. and that's what it was, after 2 months of tears, her brain shifted its focus from the pain of his absence to the changes her body was making. she noticed the small bump in which the baby was forming became more noticeable in her shirts. deciding to embrace this, she stopped wearing baggy clothes. and chaewon never failed to remind her how beautiful she looked whenever they'd go out. she noticed she started to gain weight, but it didn't make her upset.

instead of looking in the mirror with disgust, like she had done before she found out about her pregnancy, she spent her lonely nights smiling in the mirror as she rubbed her tummy. her earlier pregnancy symptoms started to lessen, and her eagerness to visit the doctors increased as she was always excited to look at her ultrasound. she no longer dealt with nausea, being able to feed both herself and the baby without fear of regurgitation, but she soon found that her stamina had also begun to change. she spent most of her off days homebound, as moving around too much could easily take her breath away.

"alright, ms.l/n," the doctor says, spreading the ultrasound gel onto y/n's tummy, the coolness giving her chills as its temperature mixed with the cold air that the air conditioner blew. "let's see how this little rascal is coming along, shall we?" doctor kim asks, moving the transducer around as real time images of the fetus started coming onto the screen. y/n tilts her head backwards to look at the screen, smiling at it.

"aww, it's got its thumb in its mouth," she cooed, putting on a happy pout to chaewon who was indulging in the screen as well. taking her eyes off of it, she signaled the doctor's attention while y/n stayed in a daze, watching her baby as it minded its business in her tummy. "are we going to be able to tell it's gender soon?" chaewon asks, making the doctor nod in response. "how long will that be?" she adds on, making the doctor think about how far along y/n was by now.

"we should be able to tell in the next week or so, from what i'm seeing, if its a male, its genitals haven't developed yet, so we'll have to wait to see if any more developments, in that sense, occur," doctor kim says, moving the transducer more around the head area. "we'll have to develop the photos before you leave, miss l/n."

"oh, please, doctor!" y/n exclaims excitedly as she continued to watch the screen. "oh my room is gonna be filled with framed pictures of these!" she claps, making the other two girls in the room smile at her joy. it was a huge change in attitude from what they'd seen just five months before. clapping her hands together, doctor kim begins to clean up the gel and transducer, putting the items away as she begins the printing process for the ultrasound pictures.

once chaewon and y/n left, they decided to go to the store to get more groceries. "i want fruit roll ups," y/n said as she looked at the aisle signs, searching for the one that displayed where the snacks were. once she spotted it, she dragged chaewon, who was holding the cart, directly to the aisle. chaewon could only giggle at her friend with the roll of her eyes. "we gotta get some healthy snacks too, love. how about some nature valley bars?"

"i don't know..." y/n responded. "i just want something sweet and chewy right now, but i could go for some dorito chips right now if you want me to eat something crunchy," she says, mouth watering at the idea of it. "nope. nope, nope, nope, nope," chaewon says, grabbing y/n's hand while she used the other one to steer out of the unhealthy aisle that they'd already stepped foot in. "we're not feeding your baby that junk, let's just stick to fruits, okay?"

y/n grumbles a complaint under her breath, but she complies as they go to the produce aisle. "let's get chocolate syrup, too. for the strawberries," she begged, which chaewon mindlessly nodded to at this point, being too busy putting boxes of berries into the cart. "then go get 'em," she says, shooing the unoccupied girl. y/n nodded as she walked over to the isle where it'd be held. she hummed a nameless tune as she looked around for the brand she wanted. picking up two different bottles, she pouted in thought, turning her head back and forth from them.

hearing a groan out of nowhere, with a familiar base in the voice, she scrunches her eyebrows and turns to where it came from. her heartbeat picked up as a distracted and frustrated jake came into her view, only around 5 feet away from her. just then, she felt a sting in her stomach. "fuck," she cursed to herself. the baby was kicking. she, with shaky hands, quickly threw one of the chocolate bottles back onto the shelf as she waddled away as quickly as possible. it had been so long since she felt the rush jake gave her. she was no longer mad at him because of what he did to her, but she was still pissed off at what he didn't and wouldn't do for their baby. "were you kicking me because you couldn't kick daddy?" she cooed rubbing her stomach as she saw chaewon rolling over to her.

"what about the baby's daddy?" chaewon asked as they began walking side by side. y/n snarled. he really doesn't deserve to be called that. she thought. but she quickly returned to her normal friendly gaze as soon as she met chaewon's eyes. "we, well i saw jaeyun in the syrup aisle, and the baby started kicking me. i think he did it because he couldn't kick him."

"he?"

"huh? oh yeah. i've got a feeling he's a boy, my girl wouldn't use me as her punching bag," she joked as she rubbed where the baby was adamant on kicking about. chaewon smiled at the sight, moving the girl's hand to replace it with her own. it almost brought her to tears as they got into the shortest line. after they'd finished paying and packing the groceries up, they were on their way back to y/n's home.

chaewon shared side glances at the girl while she sang along happily to the tunes that were blasting on the radio. she was starting to realize just how real this was and how far y/n had gotten over the course of this half year. "you're gonna be an amazing mother, you know that?" she says catching y/n by surprise as she stops mid lyric. the radio's volume didn't change, but the world went silent and everything seemed to come to a complete pause as y/n's lips trembled into a small smile, eyes watering as she did so.

in the past six months of her developing pregnancy, she was never told this. of course chaewon has always praised her for her strength, and her parents had offered support though they were disappointed, nobody has ever told her that she'd be a good mother. and, though it's something most mothers would look over, it meant the world to her because she felt like she would be anything but. she didn't realize how long she'd been crying until she no longer felt the car moving as chaewon pat her on the back in a comforting manner. "shh, it's okay. it's okay.. i promise you will be," she says, making the girl's tears pour faster.

"thank you so much," she cried out, allowing her body to milk the tears as she regulated her breathing. "i don't know why that made me cry so much, i think it's been something i've been needing to hear for a long time, you know?" she admitted, sniffling a bit. chaewon nodded, but didn't speak. she realized y/n probably wanted to say more. and she was right. "it's just.. without jake, i didn't think i could do it. i was so ashamed that he didn't want us, i thought that i would end up not wanting the baby, too. but i kept it because i knew that it deserved a chance. and i've been doubtful about my abilities as a mother, thinking i'm not good enough. but hearing that made all of this worth it, i have to be a good mother to it."

"i know, baby," chaewon said, kissing the top of her head. "now let's get you home, okay?" y/n nodded as chaewon restarted the car and finished their journey back to y/n's place. after unpacking the groceries, they spent the rest of that night cuddling while watching a movie on netflix.

walking into the store alone, y/n talked to chaewon, who was resting, through one bluetooth headphone in her ear. "do you really think it was a good idea to leave the gender a surprise?" she asks as she pushes the cart aimlessly around the maternity area in target. "mhm.. yeah. no yeah, you're right. well, anyways i'm just at target right now, about to buy some new jeans cause these mom ones are getting too tight... i know! it's ironic. well, i'm not gonna hold you up, you should finish working. okay, bye bye. love you, too." once the call ends, she goes to pick up some jeans. as soon as she finished picking out a pair or two, she rolled her way into the snacking aisle. a part of her was relieved that her stomach wasn't too big for her to be able to push the cart, she enjoyed being alone lately, even though she knew it wouldn't last very long as she only had 14 more weeks to go, and things would only get more difficult then.

picking up two boxes of granola bars, she hummed quietly as her head turned back and forth between the two items. she wondered which one to buy, they were both a personal favorite to her, but she wasn't looking to spend hundreds again, she still hadn't bought a bulk of the baby clothes yet since she didn't exactly know what to buy other than an excessive amount of zoo themed oneㅡ because there's nothing more gender neutral for babies than animal themed clothing. it had only been a mere seconds that she'd been so lost in her decision that she didn't even notice that particular set of eyes that were set on her, guilt building up and rushing through his veins as he stood there frozen in his spot.

jake was carrying a handheld basket. he figured he'd only needed to come to pick up some protein bars and energy drinks, he didn't need a cart. well, now he was regretting it as his grip faltered on the basket making it fall down onto the floor, items flying anywhere they pleased. luckily the boxes only slid a few feet in front of him. however, the protein shake rolled into forbidden territory, that forbidden territory being the area where she stood. his eyes widened and his head lowered as she turned her attention to the protein shake, then to him. he did his best to stall picking up the boxes as he did what he could to avoid looking at her. his hands shook as her shoes appeared in his vision.

"you dropped this, sir," she says. she had a smile on her face, the most beautiful one that he would have been crushed to see drop as soon as they made eye contact, but it did. "oh," was all she could say as he got up, gripping his basket harder as they made eye contact for the first time in a little over half a year. "oh," he responds, his eyes flickering to her stomach. a sudden punch of grief and regret hit him directly in his heart as it seemed to clench with pain. he averted his eyes and looked back into hers, but, again, he wished he hadn't. the tears were already brimming. "oh, oh. no, please don't cry. i'm sorry. please don't cry, please."

"i'm sorry. i'm just so happy to see you," her frown worsened as she squeezes her eyes shut, sobs escaping through her closed mouth while her body only shook as her arms stayed glued to her side. "shit, y/n. don't say that, please," he didn't know what to do. his eyes watered as he hesitated before pulling her in his embrace, the basket long forgotten as it fell back to the floor with a thud. he thought a hug would help, but it just hurt the both of them more. he was warm, exactly like she remembered. she wanted to be closer, to feel more of him but her stomach only allowed him to hold her so much. he felt her belly pressed against his, and it was foreign because it's nothing like the last time he held her and it was just a painful reminder of why he felt so shitty to begin with. "i'm sorry," he says, pulling back all too soon for the both of their liking. "we should leave, i don't want you crying in a target."

he grabs her hand, gently dragging her along as they walked out of the building. "i don't have a car, i ubered here," she says as she tries to keep up with his quickened steps. he nods in acknowledgement, not turning his head to her as he was too scared to look at her again. "i know, baby. we're gonna go in mine." now she was kinda glad he didn't look back at her, because her face had contorted into both a smile and a frown. she was still his baby after all this time, even if he didn't deserve it. once they reached the said vehicle, he opened the door for her, helping her get in as she couldn't climb in as swiftly as she used to due to the big changes in her body. it was kinda cute, the way she needed his help. it made him reminisce the moments that could've been. the times they could've had together if he didn't panic. brushing his thoughts aside, he got in on the driver's side as he began making his way to her place.

after they'd gotten in the house, he had the pleasure of seeing the changes made. in the kitchen, there was a green high chair with leaves scattered on it. when they walked into the living room, there was a fluffed carpet with the abc's accompanied with pictures of animals corresponding to the beginning letter. they walked into her bedroom whose walls were littered with pictures of every ultrasound, the growth of the child becoming more apparent as it continued. everything has changed. and jake wasn't here to experience any of it. he wasn't there to help her through any of it. and he felt so terrible for it.

"wow," was all he could say as he stared at the ultrasounds. she'd long been sitting on the bed, watching him. she had always wondered how she would feel when seeing him again. she wondered how he'd look physically, how he'd look at her, anything. she wondered if she would be angry. she promised herself she'd be angry, that she would lash out at him and spew all the hatred that had manifested these past seven months. but she wasn't angry. and she didn't lash out because.. she didn't want to. she was so happy to see him. and to see how he still cared for her, it healed the wounds that he had left behindㅡ most of them anyways. the room grew terribly quiet as the atmosphere began to suffocate them, engulfing them in the gloom that jake emitted into the air. he let out a shaky breath, his shoulders heaving up and down as his sobs only seemed to elevate in volume.

y/n's eyes widened as she used her step stool to get down from the bed and walk over to him, wrapping her arms around whatever her body could allow her to. he was crying. every single emotion he had pushed down was starting to tear its way through his eyes, lungs, and mouth as he buried his face inside his hands. tears, snots, and spit pooled in the palm of his hands but he didn't care. he wanted to allow himself to feel. but he felt so guilty. he didn't deserve to be comforted by her. cause god knows who was there to comfort her. "i'm sorry. fuck i'm so sorry y/n. i never wanted to leave you. i was just so scared. i was already scared to ruin our relationship. and then you told me and i freaked out. i changed my mind as soon as i walked out but i was so scared to come back because that would be so shitty, but i thought about you every single day. i want to be in the baby's life. i want to be in your life. i'll do anything to fix things. i can't keep living like this. you deserve to be taken care of, both of you. and i want to be the one to care for you."

his words touched every inch of her body, from the top of her head to way beyond her toes. she didn't even realize she was crying until it suddenly became harder to breathe in her nose, the airways being blocked by a sudden stuffiness. she let go of him, going to wipe her own tears off as he wiped his hands off. "y/n? are you okay?" he asked as she finally looked into his reddened eyes. "i waited so long for you to say those words to me. i'm so overwhelmed and happy, jaeyun. please don't leave me again," she begged, grabbing a fistful of his shirt. he didn't even get to respond as he felt her lips graze his. their tears slipped through their lips as the kiss continued. he cupped her face, bringing her impossibly closer as he tried not to apply too much pressure to her stomach. the two of them walked over to the bed, he helped her get up onto the bed where they would lay for the rest of the day.

"when does your lease end?" jake asks y/n as he pours himself a bowl of cereal. she shrugs, taking a bite out of her burrito. she tries her best to think about the date she'd need to renew it. "some time at the end of this month, why?"

"i want you to move in with me," he says, making her choke on her food. she coughs up the remaining pieces out of her throat as she drinks water to calm down the new burning sensation. "well, my lease ends in two weeks. i've been saving up money so we can have enough for a down payment on a better apartment. what do you think about that?" he asks, sitting across from her. she was frozen, chewing her new bite from the burrito more than it needed to be. this was all so sudden. sure, she had wanted this for a long time, but she didn't think it would happen even in her wildest dreams. it just all felt so unreal. "am i overwhelming you?" he sighed.

"no," she said after swallowing the food. "i'm just- i don't know. i just.. think there's levels to this and this is skipping a lot of them," she says. he purses his lips and thinks about it for a second before nodding in agreement. "you're right. but i think it should be fine because it's what i would've done anyways. this is making up for lost time. i have to step up as a father, and this is what fathers are supposed to do," he says. "look," pulling out his phone, he opens safari and slides his phone over to her. she looks at the screen. it was an apartment with a lovely view of the city. "only a 15 minute drive from the university and it's close to a lot of the businesses in the area. i could get it now, or we can go and do a tour and-”

"you'd really want to move in with me?" she asked, looking up from the phone. he tilted his head to the side at her. insecurities were apparent, making him realize she was still wary of the whole situation. understandably, he smiles at her with his eyes and nods his head. "of course, baby. we're making a family together. i think living together makes more sense," her posture relaxes as she smiles slightly. a family, huh? she looks through the pictures more: 3 beds, 2 baths. would he want to make more with her? there's so many 2 bedroom apartments in the same area, why not choose those? she wanted to ask him, but everything was happening too soon. and she didn't even tell chaewon that she allowed the boy back into her life yet. "i think it's fine," she says, sliding the phone back over to him. "this is good. i have no idea how i could possibly fit all of everything that i wanted to give the baby into this small apartment anyways."

"okay, then. you can say hello to our new home," he exclaims as he puts his phone in his pocket. "i gotta get to work soon, so i'll be off before your last class ends. i'll pick you up then?" he finishes off the rest of his cereal, sliding the bowl, with its sugary milk, over to her.

"oh," y/n says as she looks down at the gesture, taking the spoon out as she silently sips on the liquid before talking again as if she were embarrassed to continue her sentence. "i actually am doing the online learning course, i figured it'd give me more time to tend to the baby." even with the small laugh she let out, it was evident that she wasn't happy like, the gesture was meant to be. jake nods his head as he gets up.

"then i'll come back with some dinner, let me know what you're craving before 8:30," he says, checking his pockets for his keys. while walking out of the kitchen, he takes one last glance at her before letting out a breath and leaving. y/n stays there for a while as she lets the silence engulf her. there were always so many things to think about when she was alone these days, but today the one thing on her mind was chaewon and what exactly she was going to tell chaewon.

a big part of her wasn't ready to talk about jake yet as she wasn't completely sure if she was dreaming or not, but the other part knew better than to doubt anything that happened to her anymore. and it knew she would have to tell chaewon one way or another. even if she didn't owe it to her, she felt like she deserved to know because she was there for her every step of the way. having jake would take this burden off of her shoulders, but y/n was immensely afraid that chaewon would be disappointed in her. how weak was she as a mother to take back the same man who turned his back on their child? very weak. but she wanted nothing more than for her child to be brought up in a warm and loving family with both of its parents because she believed that jake and she would be good ones, regardless of his initial response when he learned of the pregnancy.

"okay," y/n says as she finally gets up. "clean up first, tell chaewon after," she grabs the plates bowl, and utensils from the table as she walked over to the sink. one by one, she rinses the dishes off, one time, two times, three times before she opens the dishwasher to put them inside. she wanted to manually wash, but it would be putting too much pressure on the front of her stomach from having to reach over the sink for that long, so she reluctantly used the machine. after she finished that, she got the broom and began sweeping the floor. being too lazy to mop, she resorted to sweeping the living up as she did what she could to slow time down. but doing chores wasn't easy with her stamina, so after around 20 minutes of stalling, she decided to plop down on the couch and text her friend.

upon receiving y/n's message chaewon raises an eyebrow, but types out a reply nonetheless. she figured it was something important or something that was bothering because usually y/n would call. as she made her way to the car, she let her unspoken anxiousness run rampant through her mind about what could possibly be bothering her friend. while y/n stared at chaewon's notification, all that could be heard in the silent living room was the tapping of y/n's foot. she clicked her phone off, taking a deep breath as she waited for a few minutes.

telling chaewon about the situation proved to be easier than y/n's doubts had originally convinced her it would be. of course, chaewon's expressions showed hesitance for the whole ordeal, but at the end of the day she knew it wasn't her choice to make. and even though she wanted to beg her not to let him come back so easily, she offered her hand in support. and jake proved to be thankful; the day they all decided to meet up at y/n and jake's new shared apartment for some final touches, he conveyed his gratitude to chaewon. he thanked her for everything in the book that he could think of, especially for taking care of her in place of him and for staying by her side through it all.

"you know," jake said to chaewon as they looked at y/n's sleeping figure on the bed. she'd gotten tired after her day of fun with them. she'd just knocked out mid laughter, resulting in her innocent slumber while the other two conversed. "it's times like this where i wish i stayed. most guys, when they find out their girl is pregnant, just run off and marry her before the bump even starts showing, but me? i ran off like a deadbeat and hid in my bedroom scared. i should've been a man and stepped up to be a father sooner. you know, i saw her again, like- pregnant at a target. just shopping alone. i know how people think out here, i saw how people were looking at her before i came to her side. i can't imagine how much she had to endure before then. i feel so guilty. like i don't deserve to be here."

chaewon listened intently to his words, seeing the way he teared up over it. she hesitantly reached out to hold her hand on top of his, that action alone feeling like betrayal as he stiffened upon her touch, but she only wanted to comfort him. she swallowed before she spoke. "it's too late to change the past, you're here now."

"yeah. i suppose you're right," he removes his hand from hers as he nods and she didn't know why it upset her as much as it did. clearing her throat, she got up from the bed. "i should go now, right? it's late and i have class tomorrow," she smiles softly patting her pants to smoothen them. jake nods and gets up as well as he says "i'll walk you to the door."

"oh! that's not necessary," chaewon shakes her head, but he insists as he follows her to the door.

"i have to lock you out, so either way i have to come out here," he says, making her mentally face palm at herself. she'd read too much into the situation of course. it was silent as she walked out the door, turning around with her hands clasped together. jake raises an eyebrow silently. "hm?"

"her due date is coming soon. i'm going to step down from being her main support from now on. i want to prioritize my life now, so please fulfill that empty spot for me," she says, walking away before he could muster up a reply.

y/n's screams of pain filled the room as the doctors did everything in their power to talk her through the birth. her grip on jake's hand was painful, but he endured it because she was probably feeling worse than he was.

"that's it, ms.l/n, we can see the baby's head poking through now, just keep pushing, keep breathing," doctor kim says, but nothing registers to y/n as she keeps her eyes squeezed shut, tears flowing down her face as she sobs out.

"chaewon!! chaewon-ah, it hurts s-so bad," she brings her free hand to cover her eyes, wiping what she could. jake stays silent, only offering her a chaste kiss on top of her head, then on one of her tear stained cheeks. he couldn't be upset in a moment like this. right now, all he wanted to do was comfort her until this passed through.

"almost there and .... it's a boy!" hearing her son's cries fill the air was the first thing to bring her back to life. her soul felt like it was floating outside of her body until that point, but hearing the first sounds he's been able to make since leaving her womb, pulled her all the way back in. and feeling him in her arms for the first time made all of the pain and hardships she faced worth it. "jaemin," she whispered to the baby boy, whose cries seemed to subside once he felt his mother's touch. "you'll take the 'jae' from your father," jake's ears perked up as soon as he heard it. "look jaeyun," she turned to him with a smile. he looked down to see their baby, sleepily cooing while they both looked at him with nothing but adoration in their eyes.

"he's beautiful," was all jake could think to say. and it was true, jaemin was beautiful. even though he was covered in gunk and y/n's blood, he was beautiful. doctor kim watched silently for a few minutes before she felt it was alright to take jaemin away to wash him up.

"don't worry, i will bring him back to you after you all get your deserved rest, it was a long 15 hours, but you did it!"

"mhm, i sure did do it," y/n said, her eyes fluttering while she tried her best to stay awake during her tired state. after the doctor left with jaemin, jake wasn't sure of what to do. he scratched the back of his neck, sitting down in a chair while y/n closed her eyes. the room was a comfortable silence at that point, y/n's small breaths bringing the calm to a maximum. "jake?" she whispered, not thinking to speak louder through her drowsiness as jake looked up from his phone over to her. "yeah?"

"can you please sleep with me?"

his heart raced as he looked at her.

"yeah."

"that's a good boy, that's a good boy," jake tickled jaemin's stomach as the 4 month old baby boy cooed, using his small hands in an attempt to grab at his father's.

"he's not a dog jake," chaewon giggled as she watched the two boys. she sat on the couch next to y/n who was lying down, her back facing the group.

"hey, babies can be good boys too," jake argued in his baby voice, his attention still being on the baby he was rocking slightly in his arms

"that's fair," chaewon agreed, rubbing her stomach upon its sudden growling. "you guys hungry?" she asked, opening up her phone to ubereats.

"eh, i could eat," by now jake had gotten bored of standing up, instead he sat down with jaemin whose head was now being held up by the crease in jake's elbow while he sat at a respectable distance from chaewon.

"me too," chaewon says as she scrolls through the tabs on the app, being pulled in by all the food options that it offered. she hummed and slightly turned her head over to y/n who only remained silent, eyes focused on the closed curtains of their living room window. "how about you, y/n?"

letting her eyes focus on multiple spots of the room in front of her, it almost felt like she was searching her surroundings for an answer. but there was none. "i'm not hungry," she finally chose to respond before it was too obvious that she was still avoiding speaking.

"aw c'mon since when are you not hungry? you should be taking advantage of being able to eat whatever you want now that jaemin's outside of your body!" chaewon says, lightly nudging her friend's body, though the girl still didn't respond.

"well..." jake's voice suddenly piped into the conversation. "she's breastfeeding, so she still has to be cautious of the nutrients and junk she gets. can't have our baby being unhealthy, now can we?"

now it was jake's turn to be nudged. "aw c'mon, he'll be fine with a little tacos in his baby system! i'll order some now, matter of fact," chaewon said as she typed in 'tacos' in the app's search bar.

"alright, but none of that taco bell, we need the organics."

"well you're not gonna find that in korea.."

"fair enough," jake says as he gets up from his seat on the couch. "let's just go get some. y/n needs some alone time with jaemin anyways, we've basically stolen him away from her. isn't that right, baby?" he says, booping the boy's nose. he walks over to y/n, gently moving her shoulder in a way that would lay her on her back. she closed her eyes, not wanting to look at him as he placed jaemin on her, a heavy feeling forming in her stomach. he pouts, sympathizing with her tiredness as he places a kiss on both her and jaemin's head. "we'll be back," he says as he and chaewon quietly head out.

she only opens her eyes after she hears the door shut and lock. looking down, she sees jaemin fighting sleep as he is so at peace with her warmth, and it's only then that she's brought back to reality. the guilty feeling she would always get once she would hold him would come back again and she begins to ask herself why she was feeling the way she was.

carefully, she maneuvers herself so that she can hold him properly in her arms with a sigh. "god damn it, jaemin. why am i like this? i don't hate you, i know i don't. but why does it feel like this sometimes?" his lack of understanding towards her words makes her feel a little better, he dribbles and gives her a gummy as she kisses the top of his head. "i'm sorry, baby. i don't like feeling like i can only love you when it's just the two of us alone. this isn't how a mother should feel. you deserve better than me." closing her eyes, she slightly sways her body to become a human rocking chair to soothe him more than her warmth could do on its own.

"can you believe it's only been four months since he's been born?" although jaemin was nearing half a year of being with them now, jake already loved the boy enough to be able to talk about him nonstop for hours on end. he even went back to work early just to be able to brag about how healthy and strong his son would turn out to be. there'd even be nights where he and y/n would sleep with jaemin, and she'd wake up to see him have his back facing her, while jaemin would be carefully cuddled up to him on the other side. it was no secret that he loved his baby so much at times it'd be suffocating, for y/n at least. even when their parents came over to visit, they'd joke and say he must have been the one to give birth to jaemin instead of y/n.

even now, as the couple lay in bed, it felt awkward for jake not to have jaemin with them. it had been a mutual decision of theirs to have him sleep in his crib as sleeping in between two very active sleepers could potentially be dangerous. even now as they both faced each other, faces being dimly lit by their tv, his mind seemed to stay focused on the baby who was asleep in the next room as the smile on his face never faltered. y/n looked into his eyes, smiling back. she felt at ease being able to be so close with him without having to worry about keeping distance between their bodies for the sake of jaemin. it was refreshing. but she thought it'd be better if he would shift his focus to her, even if it was just for tonight. after these four long months of neglect, it's the least he could do for her.

yet, somehow his conversation regarding the boy never seemed to end. so, taking matters into her own hands, he put a finger to his lips, giggling as he finally grew silent. "you have work in the morning. sleep," she says, and he nods, the smile on his face staying the same.

"i must be keeping you awake huh?"

y/n hummed in response, using her thumbs to gently caress his face as he melted into her touch. "okay, then let's sleep," he said, gently removing himself from her hold so that he was laying on his back as sleep seemed to come over him quickly. she guessed it was easier to tire when it came to her. she turned her back to face him as she reminisced the days he would stay up and talk to her. she so naively thought that moving in together would bring them closer; it wouldn't be surprising if she woke up to an empty spot in the bed when she'd wake up later.

"i'm happy you're here, but you shouldn't have switched to online classes just to be able to see me everyday," y/n said as she changed jaemin's diaper, the boy kicking his chubby feet at her in protest to the cold baby wipe she swiped on his bum as she attempted to rid him of his potty mess.

"oh please," chaewon says as she waves a ringing teddy bear in front of the baby's face to offer a distraction for y/n to finish more smoothly. "going in person was only fun because you were there, plus i love that i have more time to see my best friend and my beautiful nephew!"

"he is beautiful, isn't he?" she said as she put the boy in his diaper, his hiss of fits finally coming to an end as she rocked him back and forth in her arms. "he looks so much like his daddy, too."

"well, i see the both of you in him," chaewon says, laying on her shoulder with a content sigh. "it's so crazy how much he's matured since he came back. i honestly held a grudge against him, but now i think you caught the stars with him. he's an amazing father," chaewon finishes, raising an eyebrow when she hears a small sigh coming from her friend. "what's wrong?"

y/n's complaint is simple. when chaewon asks her, she admits, "he's a good father, and he takes such good care of jaemin, of course, but i just wish he'd take care of me too, you know? he used to have real life feelings for me, now it just feels like i'm nothing more than a mother to him, now that he's a father." she prayed to god that she didn't sound jealous of her own baby. how pathetic that would be of her.

"baby... i'm sure this is just a first time parent thing. he's excited about the baby you guys made. i would be too, i mean, look at him! he's adorable," her eyes scan the baby's features, smiling softly at the sight before her. "don't forget what you feel for him too, though, okay? you love jaemin that much too, right?" it was something y/n never thought about. deep down she knew she had to love jaemin. she knew somewhere inside her heart that she adored him, and there were even times where she wanted to spend every waking moment with him, but she wasn't happy. or at least not in the way she thought she would be.

when she was first pregnant with jaemin, all she could ever think about was how badly she wanted to hold him. how badly she wanted to meet him and love him the way she knew best, but nothing she ever did with him felt like the magic she wanted. if anything, she was pretty miserable all the time. all the responsibility was pushed onto her, nobody else dealt with his crying, nobody else fed him, changed his diaper, anything. everyone got the luxuries of being around him while she did all the work.

she hated it, but that's what she was supposed to do, isn't it? she was supposed to care for her child while jake went to work to make sure they all got fed & taken care of. she couldn't possibly expect chaewon to pitch in, it wasn't her child. but she felt lonely, and even though it hurt her physically, mentally, emotionally, she couldn't just stop taking care of the boy. he was her responsibility. no matter what she did.

and she tried so hard to not direct those malice feelings towards him, but there's a big part in her brain that blames him. chaewon notices the silence and it tells her everything she knows. "a lot of things can happen to your emotions postpartum, y/n. there is help that you can get to get you through this. don't be mad at yourself for feeling sad, it's normal."

"yeah... i'm sorry. i just don't know how to cope with this stuff." chaewon shakes her head fondly and pulls the girl into a side hug, patting her back gently until she lets go again.

"don't be. i'll look into getting you help, but for now i'll look for temporary remedies." she smiles and kisses her cheek affectionately, pulling away once more before walking out of the room. "get some rest. we can talk more later, okay?"

y/n nods silently and watches her walk out of the room, deciding to put the baby to sleep in his room before she goes into her own to do the same.

chaewon's temporary remedy was one of the best gifts y/n could have ever wished for. it took some days, but she convinced jake to take y/n out on a proper date. after 4 months of solely focusing on raising the baby, the two of them are finally getting some alone time together. and y/n could not be any happier. he scheduled a shorter work day so they could go out sooner, and she spent the whole day getting ready. she had lost half of the baby weight, and due to the practices she followed to recover from the birth, her body looked almost the same as it had pre-pregnancy. she did her makeup as best as she could, threw on a matching velvet two-piece, and she even deep cleaned the house so it would look and smell good when he would arrive home.

when he came home, he barely had time to hug her and admire the way she looked as her hands were both already occupied. one hand held jaemin's sleepover bag, while the other held the sleepy baby in his car seat. raising his eyebrow, she only offered him a smile. "i'm ready whenever you are," she said, but he only laughed.

"i have to get ready too," he said, walking into the direction of the bedroom to do just that. the home was silent apart from the shower sounds as she sat on the couch. jaemin was in his cradle playing with the mobile that hung above his head. she didn't know exactly how much more patient she could be. now that she knew what the night had in store for her, she couldn't stop thinking about it; that made the wait so much more difficult to endure.

it felt like hours before jake came out of their room. his jet black hair was parted in the middle, partially slicked back on one side while his outfit consisted of a silk maroon button up with silk black pants and black loafers. her eyes couldn't help but widen as she looked at him. yep. they needed to leave fast. in the blink of an eye, she was carrying both jaemin and his bag, following closely behind jake as they walked to the car.

the drive was quiet as jaemin had fallen asleep in the back. jake's focus was on the road, while y/n's eyes were on him. after they dropped jaemin off at chaewon's place the plan was to go out to eat, but as they approached the highway that would lead to where the closest restaurants were, y/n started feeling a heavy feeling in her stomach.

"um, jake?" she says, lightly putting her hand on his shoulder. he turns his head slightly to glance at her before turning his attention back to the road. "how hungry are you? like hungry hungry, or just 'eh, i guess i could eat' kinda hungry?" she asks, making him cock and eyebrow.

"the second i guess, why? are you not hungry?" he asks, finally being able to turn to her when they hit a red light. she nods without saying anything. "not gonna lie, i went through hell getting that reservation. eating just a little won't hurt, right?"

"i'm sorry but my stomach hurts really bad..."

"y/n," jake says, pulling over to the side of the road so he could look at her while they spoke. "do you just not want to eat?" she doesn't speak back this time. he sighs, rubbing his temples as his other hand grips on the wheel. "fine. we don't have to go, i'm not doing this with you tonight," he says, his tone void of anything, but she could tell he was annoyed. he turns the car back on and pulls back onto the road, looking for the nearest place to turn around. this time, the quietness of the ride was uncomfortable. she didn't want to be in it, but she was afraid to speak; she wouldn't know what to say anyways.

instead of taking the route that would lead them home, he takes a turn that would lead to where they had come from: chaewon's house to which y/n begs him not to. "why are we going to chaewon's house?" she asks.

"we're picking jaem up?" he says like it's the most obvious answer.

"please no!" her voice was desperate, more desperate than he needed to hear. "it's just- i don't know when we'll ever get time like this again. i don't want to lose out. please."

"okay."

he takes a left, starting the journey to go their way home. his speed is faster than normal. she notices and doesn't like it, but she does her best to ignore it since she was getting what she wanted in the end. when they walked into their shared home, she was glad she cleaned up nicely because the atmosphere felt calmer than it would have been if the house was still a baby mess.

y/n thought she'd feel better, but her mood only worsens when she realizes jake still is upset. he goes over to the couch, flopping backwards onto it as he rested his head on the head of it. he unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt with a sigh. she walks over to him with extreme caution, sitting next to him.

"are you alright?"

he just shrugs, mumbling under his breath, "this was pointless, if we were just gonna come back home." she purses her lips, biting back a frown.

"not completely pointless! it's nice to get a break from being a parent once in a while."

"for who?" he responds, "i have no problem being a parent, do you?" he turns to her, a look in his eyes daring her to say something. and it should make her intimidated, but for some reason it only blows her off the edge she was already doing her best to stay balanced on.

"would i be such a villain to say i do?!" she finally screams at him, the sudden change in volume catching him by surprise. "jesus christ, jake. i just don't get what's so special about him." her words spew a hatred she didn't know she could have at her own child and it angers jake more than any angry words could possibly explain.

"him? HIM?!? you mean our child?!?!"

y/n dodges the question as tears start to flow down her face. he looks at her in disbelief as he gets up from where he's sitting to walk away to create some space between them, but she only follows behind him, her built up frustrations finally clawing their way out her throat as she spoke. "all you care about is him; you're becoming nothing more than a dad, now and it's so. fucking. miserable!"

"well what the fuck do you want me to do, y/n?" he slams his fist against the wall, making her flinch. a split second of humanity was able to hit him again as he pinched his temples, a deep sigh being exhaled. "i'm not going back to being a deadbeat. i'm not going back to feeling burdened by my own decision. he's my son. our son."

"yes, jake. believe me. i know he's yours," she pauses, the lump forming an unbearable pain in her throat as she opens her mouth to speak again. "but am i?" she wanted to be strong. in all the scenarios where she had imagined she would be able to express her feelings, she was sure she'd be strong. it wasn't a phrase she had intentionally practiced for the hundreds of what-ifs her brain conjured, but it was the only sentence that could convey the hurt she had been feeling in her heart.

she cleared her throat, deciding not to let the silence last a second more. "aren't i supposed to be loved, too? don't i matter, too?" her attempt to keep her composure crumbled as she broke out into sobs. she knew it was supposed to hurt, but did it have to hurt this bad? she'd endured this feeling of unbelonging for such a long time, the least her heart could do was make it hurt less.

"y/n-" she hears him interrupt himself with a sigh as he walks towards her, pulling her into an embrace and resting his head on hers. he didn't know how to comfort her. there wasn't an easy way to put into words everything he felt for her, especially since it all came with emotions he didn't fully understand. "you matter so much to me. so fucking much, y/n. more than i can ever explain." he wrapped his arms around her tighter and she returned his affection, burying her head in his shoulder.

"please promise me that you mean it. please promise you won't forget about me " her voice wavered as she spoke, and he noticed how badly she was shaking. he wanted so badly to tell her how he felt, but he didn't know where he stood. they were never together. even if they both loved each other, it was never expressed because their situation didn't allow them to in the past. now things had changed, and he didn't know how they were gonna handle it.

"i promise." he whispered, hoping it would be enough.

she pulled away, wiping the tears from her face as she looked up at him. he gently smiled down at her, placing his hand on the side of her cheek, brushing her hair back from her face. she leans forward, wrapping her arms around him as she looked him in the eye. he smiled down at her, heart beating faster as he swallowed all his fears to express himself. "i love you, y/n, i'm sorry for pulling away instead of accepting it." the words caught her off guard, this was the first time he'd ever said such a thing to her. and it was better than she could've ever imagined.

tears spilled from her eyes as her lip quivered, she nodded understanding before pulling him into a kiss. she didn't know how long it'd been since they last kissed and it lasted only a second before she pulled away. "i love you too jake."

in an instant, his lips were back on hers, only pulling away long enough for him to look her in the eyes with a smirk as he asked "oh, do you?" their kiss grew sloppy as he lightly wrapped his hand around her neck, guiding her to the couch as he maneuvers himself so that he's sitting first. he pulls her on his lap, hands making their way to her waist as she grinded her hips against his growing erection, letting her tongue slip through his lips as he began sucking on it. he moved his hands up, fumbling with the zipper on her top before zipping it down fully. once he'd done that, she slipped out of it, her breasts falling down with a bounce before he latched his lips onto one of them, sucking slightly before releasing it with a loud pop.

there was no need to rush this time, they had the house all to themselves. their kiss lasted what felt like hours, only the sound of lips smacking and clothes rubbing against each other could be heard. jake pulls back for air, moving to unbutton his shirt. she only watches him intently wondering how he could make a simple action so, so sensual. he notices her stares and he likes it. his dick twitches and he realizes that, though the kissing and grinding is amazing, he wanted more. so much more.

"you gonna put those pretty lips to use or are we just gonna play around all night?" he asks making her eyes widen in excitement as she moves off of his lap to lay on the couch, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants before pulling them down to his mid thigh as she immediately latched her lips around the tip of his cock.

he sucks in a breath as she swirls her tongue around it, scooting down in his spot as he relaxed under her touch. "yeah, just like that," he praises as he pushes her head down so she can take in all of his length, fucking deeply into her mouth, not allowing her to come up even when she tapped on his thigh, gagging around him. "mmm, that's right." he finally let her come up to breathe, moving his hand to notify her that he wanted her to take control. she used the spit around his cock to her advantage as she let her mouth sink down until she felt his tip hit the back of her throat, doing her best to keep bobbing her head that way.

he hums and pats her butt, lifting her hip slightly to tell her to lift it more into the air. he does his best to pull her skirt off, letting her wiggle her way out of it, standing on her knees as he moves her panties to the side as he dipped his fingers into her wetness, adding two fingers. he sped up his thrusts, adding another finger as she kept going, teasingly stopping every time she would moan to the point of being inaudible. her legs started to shake as she resorted to only sucking the tip as she couldn't suck him any better with the way she couldn't stop moaning.

"get up and ride me," he tells her. she quickly obeys and inserts him inside of her, hopping up and down as she does her best to ride him, though her speed is slow. he smacks her ass, squeezing it harshly before spreading her cheeks apart. "good girl.. do you like making daddy feel good?" he asks as he grabs her chin and pulls her in for a kiss, this time letting it turn french. she moans into it, the lengths of his cock hitting her g-spot without fail every time she'd drop down. it made her speed and movement falter forcing him to grab her by her ass, lifting her body higher as he begins fucking into her, leaving her an absolute mess as she entangles her fingers into his hair breaking the kiss to moan in her ear.

"you feel so fucking good around me, but now's not the time to be a pillow princess," he again still praises as she tries to meet his thrusts. she has to take her hands out of his hair as she grips her nails into his shoulder, unable to fully process the pleasure her body was taking in. with the way her pussy clenched around him partnered with the pain from her fingernails digging into his skin, he couldn't help but be vocal about it. "you just wanna get pregnant again huh? you want me to fuck my seed into you again? you want me to reclaim this pussy? huh? you like that?"

squeezing her eyes shut, y/n just couldn't hold back anymore as she falls apart on top of him her first orgasm taking over all her senses, legs trembling from the feeling as she starts babbling between moans. he laughs as she rests her head on his shoulder, words still not forming correctly. "spit it out," he says as he slows his thrusts down ever so slightly so she could speak. she didn't know what came over her as she moaned out again, another orgasm hitting her as she came undone once again. she looks at him with a fucked out expression and says "faster."

his dick twitches as he complies, pounding deeper into her, feeling cocky, and only speeding up as he speaks praises into her ear. "you're so good to me, fuck y/n. you're gonna have to deal with me forever.. i'm not letting anyone even dream of having a chance with you. you're mine, all mine you understand?" she nods. "keep letting me fuck you like this and you're gonna be my wife sooner."

hearing this makes her moan louder as she smashes her lips on his, he keeps his speed, sometimes thrusting all the way in, staying there for a second too long for her liking, just to drive her crazy as she comes undone another time, finally making him start reaching his own pleasure limit. he doesn't change his speed or actions as he finally buries himself deep inside of her as he filled her with his hot seed. "you're mine," he says as she falls limp on top of him in exhaustion. she smiles and for the first time in months, she felt all the weight lifted off of her shoulders.

"all yours."

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#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x female reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen x you #enhypen smut #kpop smut #jake x reader #jake x fem reader #enhypen jake #enhypen jake smut #jake smut #jake scenarios #jake angst #jake imagines #enhypen angst

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 9 months

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Also! May I request some baby fever hcs for tan? It could be any genre you want. Sorry for spamming again, this will be the last request I send, promise. 💺 anon

hii!! ofc ofc! thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

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pregnancy hc’s

tangerine x fem!reader

word count: 744

✧.┊ MASTERLIST

✧ firstly, this man is a girl dad. that's it, nice and simple. but that doesn't mean he only wants a girl. he just suits being a dad to a little girl. BUT I do think he'd also look great as a boy dad. he doesn't care what gender the baby is, as long as it's yours, his and healthy. he'd just look great as a dad in general, cough cough preferably as the father to mine. I'm just kidding (no, I'm not)

✧ but with his job, he's always had doubts about starting a family. so I think the idea of having a baby has always been up to fate. like you don't plan it, but you'd be happy either way. you go with the flow, if it happens, it happens. if it doesn't, it doesn't

✧ he's also had doubts about being a father, as he was a foster kid, he's always thought that he isn't made for fatherhood. but you've seen the way he is with babies and kids in your family, so you know he has it in him to be a great dad. you also reassure him with all of his doubts, which he massively appreciates

✧ but when you told him the news you were expecting, you were soft and gentle when announcing it, it was also private and special. you told him, then he gave you a hug, kisses etc, then he called lemon. he might have been tearing up a little, and lem was VERY VERY happy for you both, you could hear him from tan's phone (probs shouting and congratulating a lot)

✧ he'd be AMAZING helping you through the first trimester, just a doll. helping you with morning sickness (as best as one could) would manage your mood swings like a champ (he's got tough skin, he can take it) would do things for you when you feel tired. would get you ALL the foods you're craving, and get rid of all the things and foods that makes you want to vom

✧ during the second, he'd cream your tummy with lotions and ointments, massage you if and when you feel sore and swollen. would continue to do things for you, get things for you

✧ in the third, he'd probably be the most helpful and reassuring. he knows that by now you're over being pregnant, so he'd be the support and cheer you along for the last mile. he knows that you hurt and he wishes he could do more for you. he helps wash and dress you, put on your shoes, and just anything that you can't do yourself. guides you to the bathroom if you're having trouble

✧ he's helped you practice everything. gone to classes, workshops, and yoga sessions. booked the thing with the exercise balls. helped to work on your breathing. did practice drills. became a pro at doing the nappies

✧ he knows that he might be smothering you, but he just wants to be there for you. so if you tell him to leave you alone, he takes it with a grain of salt

✧ reassures you constantly, tells you how he's never going to leave you etc

✧ he bought lots of pregnancy and baby books !! (primarily for himself)

✧ when it comes to labour, he might be the opposite, he knows that he has to be your support and rock etc. but I feel like it all gets real for him, and he's a bit of a mess (not in a bad way) just a little uncoordinated and uneasy. but he snaps back into it and back to his usual self, and helps you breathe, pats you down, adjusts your gown, pushes your hair back. anything he thinks you need

✧ he'd definitely cry

✧ and when the little bambino is born, he'd be the most protective and vigilant (watching over baby while they're getting cleaned and weighed, making sure nothing happens) then once he knows they're safe, he's back at your side. telling you how proud of you he is, how well you did

✧ you get the first hold (he turned it down, bc you did the hard work you should hold them first) he'd kiss your forehead and stroke your arm while you hold the baby

✧ if it's a girl, he tells you how she's so beautiful and that she looks like you. and if it's a boy, you tell tan how he's so handsome and that he looks like him

✧ the best little family <3

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#💺#tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine bullet train #dad tangerine #tangerine x you #soft tangerine #tangerine fluff #tangerine x fem!reader #tangerine headcanon

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ahundredtimesover · 2 years

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Title: Please Love Me Drabble Bonus (05) - Camping

WC: 10,279

Tags/Warnings: foul language; alcohol consumption; talks of pregnancy, birth control, tattoos; semi-public nudity/evening skinny dipping; explicit sexual content (kissing, dirty talk, fingering, breast play, pussy slapping, overstimulation, oral (m & female receiving), unprotected penetrative sex), lots of fluff (18+)

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A/N: This is not requested and purely self-indulgent bc Jungkook had to look both adorable and hot in his camping vlog. I don’t know how this got to 10k but I hope you enjoy! 💕

“What do you… wear when going camping?”

With furrowed brows, you look at Nari and Yeji on your phone screen as you stand inside your walk-in closet, eyes shifting around, past your floral dresses and silk trousers and pastel tops for the clothes you need to pack for this weekend’s adventure with your husband. You’re clearly not into the outdoors, and though you’ve gone on a few hiking trips with Jungkook, camping is altogether different. You’re not quite sure what to expect.

“Hmm, it depends on where you’re going,” Nari responds, and you pout even more. “Do you even know where you’re going?” She chuckles.

“Uh, not really,” you sigh. “Kook just said camping and nothing more. We could literally be out in the wild or in some fancy tent somewhere, I don’t know.”

“Why did you agree to go, anyway?” Yeji asks. “That’s like, not your thing.”

“Because he’s been wanting to do it since he came back from that trip to Vietnam with his college buddies,” you reply. “He was supposed to go with the guys but when Tae realized he wasn’t gonna be sleeping on a king-sized bed, he opted out. Then Jimin was called for a work trip. Kook was so excited already so I offered. Plus, it’s his thing and he and we said we’d indulge in each other’s things every once in a while.”

“Cute,” your best friends say at the same time.

You pout and whine that they’re not helping, but they tell you to just pack whatever comfortable and sporty-type clothes you have, so you start looking through your shelf of yoga outfits and ask them which, between the purple and yellow pairs, you should bring.

As they take turns in making a case for their chosen color, you hear your husband’s voice calling for you, and you yell that you’re in the closet.

“Hey, babe,” he greets, kissing your cheek.

He waves back at Nari and Yeji who both tell him that you don’t know what happens during camping, and you frown at them for outing you because you didn’t want to seem so out-of-touch to your husband.

Jungkook looks at you as if to ask for more context, and you say that you’re packing for the trip but don’t know what to bring.

“Anything, really. You can bring whatever you want,” he says, walking to the other side of the closet and removing his suit. “Just be comfortable, that’s all I need you to be.”

“Yeah but like… I want to dress appropriately. Do I bring a raincoat for when it rains? Boots to look for frogs? Sneakers to climb a mountain? Thick coats for when we sleep on the ground?”

You’re pouting out of confusion but Jungkook is giggling, pulling you towards him and kissing your nose. “You’re so cute, you know that?”

“Kook, I’m serious! I need to be prepared,” you furrow your brows.

“Yeah, Jungkook. We’ve been in the closet for an hour now because she can’t make up her mind,” Nari says. “She’d bring her trolley luggage if you let her.”

“Nari!” You shriek, prompting her to apologize and say that she's just teasing.

“But now that he’s home, maybe you can ask him, don’t you think?” Yeji presses, knowing that the only reason why you didn’t ask him is because you think you’ll sound silly, which she thinks is silly because this is a man who thinks everything you do is adorable.

You hesitantly nod and your friends bid their goodbyes, leaving you with your husband in his unbuttoned white polo and black trousers. Jungkook coming home to you after work like this is one of your favorite things in the world.

“Hey, why didn’t you just ask me what we’ll be doing instead of assuming that we’ll be chasing frogs,” he chuckles. “And babe, do you seriously think I’m gonna let you sleep on the ground?”

“Well, you and Beatriz did so I just assumed,” you shrug, referring to the woman he’d told you who accompanied him when he went backpacking in South America after college. They were also hooking up during those entire 6 months, something he’d mentioned in passing but of course, it was the detail that stuck with you.

You walk to the drawers where your pajamas are and Jungkook follows, hugging you from behind and taking in your post-painting session scent.

“Well, you assumed wrong,” he says, turning you around now and holding you by your waist. “We’re not gonna chase animals or climb a mountain. We’re gonna relax, okay? By camping, I meant a chill time outdoors. Actually, not even. I mean, we’ll cook and hang out outside but we’ll rent a caravan and we’ll sleep and shower there. We’ll find a remote spot by the beach to park so we can see the night sky and wake up to the view and sounds of the ocean. Everything will just be compact but all the comforts of home will be there. Does that sound good?”

You nod, and the gradual way that your lips turn up makes him internally gush.

“So that’s camping,” you hum.

“Hmm, yeah,” he responds. “There are different ways to do that since it’s a general term of just being outdoors and enjoying nature. I’ve done climbing and sleeping on the ground but I don’t want to do that with you - I don’t wanna be tired, and sex in a tent is messy and uncomfortable; I don’t recommend.”

Your eyes widen and he merely laughs, hugging you again and not giving you a chance to pull away.

“The weekend is gonna be filled with long drives and yummy food and cuddles in a small space, but I promise that I’ll take care of you, okay?” He smiles, wanting to excite you, given that he knows that anything outdoors isn’t your thing, and you’ve been indulging him in his hobbies because you want to experience them with him.

“So just wear comfortable clothes or none at all, I wouldn’t mind,” he winks. “But bring a swimsuit; I found a secluded beach where we’ll stay.”

“Okay, then,” you finally smile. “I’m actually pretty excited for this, Kook. I’m glad we’re doing this.”

You wake up the next morning to Jungkook kissing your nose, his soft whispers of your name in his gruff voice immediately making you smile. You open your eyes and see him already dressed in jeans and an oversized gray sweatshirt, and you wonder if he’ll choose his bucket hat or his baseball one to pair with his outfit today.

“Time for your shower, babe,” he says, helping you off the bed then dragging you to the bathroom.

“What time is it?” You mumble, barely seeing light from outside.

“Almost 5,” he answers, as you enter the shower and moan at the hot water on your skin. “I’ve packed everything we need and loaded our luggages in the car. I bought iced coffee and mini croffles, too, for us to munch on but we’ll pass by for food on the way.”

“Okay, Boy Scout. Why are we so early, though? How far away is the place?”

“About 4 hours, but we’ll have to go to the grocery and I wanna be at the campsite by lunchtime.”

You hum in response and take a few more minutes before you exit from the shower, feeling more awake this time. You dress up in leggings and a yellow sweatshirt to contrast Jungkook, and when you put on your beige bucket hat, he goes ahead and wears his black one.

“Ready?” He grins.

“Ready!”

The sun is on its way up by the time you hit the road. It’s a beautiful Saturday morning for a long drive down south, and with your iced coffee and caramel-drizzled croffles next to you and your husband who’s constantly humming to his road trip playlist, you already feel relaxed with just this. It’s been a tough week of preparing for an art exhibition and you need this, much as you wanted to just accompany Jungkook to one of his hobbies.

“We’re gonna pass by a service center for some snacks, is that okay?” He asks, slowing down to turn. “But if you’re not too fond of the food, we can grab something else.”

“What, why? I love service center food!”

Jungkook looks at you suspiciously before easily finding a parking spot, and you laugh at his unbelieving face because of course, there are still things he doesn’t know about you.

“So, Mrs. I love service center food, what do you want to eat?” He teases.

“Tornado potato,” you answer. “And… sotteok-sotteok,” you respond, to his surprise. Your eyes wander until you find the stalls of your chosen snacks and start leading him there. “What about you, honey?”

“I’ll get what you’ll get, and maybe some chicken, too. Divide and conquer?”

“Divide and conquer,” you confirm, smiling at him before he goes the other direction.

You make your orders and your mouth waters at the sight. It’s been a while since you’ve had these, and you recall a time when you had them almost every weekend, during out-of-town trips you used to make all the time.

Jungkook meets you at one of the eating tables with a small bucket of fried chicken and shrimp glazed in sweet and spicy sauce and some drinks - soda for him and cold tea for you. He sits next to you and promptly halves the serving of food, whereas you eat immediately, causing him to gush at your satisfied face.

“Where did you learn to eat service center food?” He asks curiously, popping a piece of chicken in his mouth and moaning at the delicious taste.

“It’s not a skill, Kook,” you laugh at him, earning you a shrug.

“It’s just not something our families used to do in all our trips growing up,” he clarifies.

“It wasn’t,” you chuckle. “But, uh, I learned it through Mingyu, I guess. We used to drive out of town a lot to go to art museums and art exhibitions and would always pass by service centers and try out the food in every stall.”

Mingyu, your ex. The first man you ever let love you, the first man you ever loved.

Jungkook doesn’t harbor ill feelings against someone from your past, but the fact that the memories you hold include him, it does sting a little. Perhaps that’s how you feel whenever Jungkook mentions in passing things he used to do with the women he used to date. Though he’d argue that he never really loved them, the fact that his memories include them still means something, and that’s probably a thought you’d had, too. But he shakes off the thought. You’re here enjoying with him, yet his curiosity still gets the better of him, so he asks.

“How is he, by the way?”

“He seems great,” you respond. “He and his wife have 3 kids already, and I love that for him. He always wanted a big family.”

“You guys still talk?” Jungkook wonders, but you shake your head no.

“Instagram. Do you talk to your exes?” You arch an eyebrow.

“Nah, too many to keep track,” he half jokes, peppering your face with kisses after you pout at him. “I’m kidding, babe. You know it was never serious with them, and even if it was, I wouldn’t have a reason to talk to them.”

“The same way I wouldn’t have a reason to talk to my married-with-3-kids ex-boyfriend,” you counter.

“You’re absolutely correct, and I was being silly,” he shakes his head this time, but you don’t seem to mind, as you continue on eating while also wiping off the food stains from the corners of his mouth.

“Honey, the sauces are all over your lips now,” you chuckle, but he continues on munching and even puckers them for a kiss, which you give him anyway.

“I know, so you can wipe them off and then kiss me,” he winks, causing your cheek to warm because even if he’s currently dressed like a college kid and eats like a little child, he still has his way of charming you and making you weak in the knees, and if this is how he is now, you can only bet how he’s going to be later on in the day.

You go back on the road after cleaning up, with Jungkook telling you stories of his other adventures, the activities he’d do again - he really wants to go caving with you - and those he doesn’t want to, like, surprisingly, cliff diving because it “hurts like hell.” You tell him about this mural painting you’ve been commissioned to do for a children's art school, and Jungkook excitedly says that he wants to be your assistant for that specific project.

It takes a while before you get to the supermarket for some shopping. He doesn’t want to stay too long, he says, so he decisively picks out the items he needs with food input from you. He hauls the firewood in the cart, as well as some fresh pork belly, cooked rice, some side dishes, and your liquor of choice. You pick out ingredients for s’mores, and he places a pack of sparklers on the counter right before you both check out, a giddy smile painting his face at the end of it.

“We’re about a half hour away from where we’ll pick up the caravan,” he says. “Then we’ll drive out to a nice spot near Baekdo beach. My contact told me of a little cove not far away, and the area was newly opened for big vehicles. It’s not well-known yet. I think it’s just gonna be the both of us there,” he smirks.

“Ah, making sure you have me all to yourself, I see,” you giggle, kissing his cheek.

“Baby, I always do,” he replies, taking your hand and kissing it. “But I’ve always wanted to try caravan camping here. It’s different from what I’m used to.”

“Seems like it. You talked about being in the wild and catching your dinner and sleeping on the cold ground and that’s what I thought we’d do,” you chuckle. “But it’d probably stress me out and that would stress you out.”

“It would,” he laughs. “I want you to always be comfortable, and that’s also why I rented the biggest caravan I could find. It’s like a tiny home for one but it’s the only type with a double-size bed and a spacious bathroom. But we’ll be spending most of our time outside anyway.”

“How would we fit on a double bed, Kook? You sleep like a child sometimes.”

“Hey!” He tickles you in protest. “Only sometimes. But you can always sleep on top of me. That would be romantic, yeah?”

You playfully roll your eyes, already used to your husband being as cringey yet adorably cheesy as he is. He’d always been like that, you think, as you two grew up with you watching him be expressive. You’d know when he’s angry, irritated, confused, upset, and that also means you know that he doesn’t fake the times when he’s grateful and happy, and very much in love.

It’s been almost 3 years since you’ve been married; over two since you both admitted your love, yet the spark hasn’t waned. You wake up in the mornings feeling giddy when you’re enveloped in his warmth, his gruff voice greeting you and his soft lips tracing your shoulder. Your heart still skips a beat when he gives you that quirked-eyebrow smirk while he undresses himself after a long day at work. The twisting of your insides is still immediate when he takes your hands to trace his bare torso, leading you to his hardened cock that lets you know what you do to him. You still feel like it’s a dream when he hovers over you and gazes at you with so much adoration, telling you in words and actions how lucky he is that you choose to love him.

“Baby,” he caresses your thigh.

“Hmm?”

“I lost you there a bit. You okay?”

“Yes. Just thinking about how excited I am to spend the weekend with you,” you smile, taking his hand.

You don’t know when you’ll be able to match his ability to express how he feels, but you try. You’re incredibly tired from your late nights. You still have a piece to finish, and you really don’t know how you’d fare on a trip that doesn’t include your little luxuries, but as long as you get to do Jungkook’s things with him, you reckon he’d know just how much you love him, too.

“Good, because we’re here.”

He exits the car then goes over to your side to guide you towards the caravan. It has a simple gray exterior with various compartments. It’s compact inside but it’s designed beautifully. There’s a small kitchen right when you enter and a small table and seating area across it. On one end of the space is the shower and toilet, and on the other end is the elevated bed. There are windows so you can see the view outside, as well as on the roof so you can stargaze at night.

“Honey, this is so pretty,” you chirp. “Looks like it has everything we need. It’s also quite cozy though. We won’t be bumping heads in here?”

“No, and if we were, that wouldn’t be bad,” he says defensively. “I’ll be attached to you the whole time!”

“Alright, Kook. I know I should be used to this but why are you even more clingy this time?” You arch an eyebrow.

“I’ve missed you these past weeks,” he huffs. “You’ve been busy with your art pieces and I’m really excited for your exhibition but you’ve been working all night until the early hours of the morning. And I’m actually quite thankful that the guys ditched me because then, I get to be with you before things get hectic for you again.”

He’s holding you by your waist now, his eyes soft and wanting as he gazes at you, and the butterflies in your stomach come out for a party. Jungkook has this way of just taking your heart and caressing it in a way only he can, and with those pretty thin lips formed in a pout, you really can’t say no.

“I’ve missed you, too, and I’m sorry I haven’t been cuddling with you much at night. Inspiration keeps striking me at odd hours and I’m quite glad the guys ditched you as well,” you giggle, your hands around his neck now and your faces awfully close to each other. “You looked really sad and I thought, why not join you?”

“I upped my acting game so you’d offer,” he smiles guiltily. “I hope I didn’t force you into coming here.”

“Not at all. Who knows? I might thoroughly enjoy this.”

Jungkook’s about to ask if you hadn’t enjoyed your other adventures like the hikes and snorkeling but someone’s throat-clearing distracts him, and he sees the coordinator of the site peeking in the doorway.

“All good, Mr. Jeon? Are there other items that you want me to load?” The man asks.

“Oh, no more,” your husband replies, letting you go but taking your hand. “I’ll just sign the papers and we can go ahead.”

You stand by and watch Jungkook as he helps the man connect your car to the caravan. You watch in awe as he drives away, expertly maneuvering the heavy vehicle down the road to a secluded area another half hour up north. There’s an entrance to a shorter stretch of beach from the main one, and it does feel like paradise made for only two.

The white sand is riddled with tiny shells, which lead the path to the refreshing ocean not far away. The sky looks perfect this late morning, and you wonder what Jungkook has in store for both of you today.

He parks the car and detaches it from the caravan.

“Stay there and let me do the work, alright?” He says, as he takes out a chair for you to sit on while he sets up the site.

You nod and giddily watch him work. He still has his oversized sweatshirt and bucket hat on, so he still kind of looks like a college kid on some field trip, but he knows what he’s doing. He uses tools to secure the vehicle, he pulls out the awning and attaches the ends on nails he hammered on the ground. He unfolds the table and chairs for the eating area from the caravan’s compartments and then pumps air into the portable couch he packed.

You offer to make the sandwiches and fruit platter for your lunch while he walks to the common area a few hundred meters away with a barrel to get some water. He gets back with lunch served, including fresh lemonade and little desserts you bought at a bakery on the way, and you settle in with a view of the ocean, the cool breeze lending itself for a perfect midday snack.

“Reminds me of our meals with this view, like in Fiji, Bali, Belize,” Jungkook hums, reminiscing the beach trips you’ve taken in the past years.

“Yeah, those were amazing. And we still have that Bora-bora trip with our families coming up. But I’ve actually been wanting a safari trip,” you say. “Kenya, Tanzania, Botswana… One of those places. I think it’ll be really cool.”

“I was thinking that, too. There are so many places to visit and experience and I want to do them all with you.” Before we start a family, he thinks, and the smile you give lets him know that you understand. “I’m tempted to take a full-year leave from work and we’ll just travel the world. Wouldn’t that be ideal? Why don’t I just quit my job and start my own company and you can do freelance and we can work from anywhere?”

“Honey, I don’t think our families will be too happy about that,” you chuckle, but you know deep down, it’s a desire that Jungkook has.

He’s always loved being out and about, discovering new things and places, never being idle, doing activities that get his heart pumping and his adrenaline rushing. It’s his duties that keep him rooted here - his duty to you as his husband and future father of your children, and his duty to his family and their company.

“They’re why we’re able to be together in the first place,” you remind him, but even the words are quite icy to you.

Much as you owe your families, you also know that the life they’ve set for you is one neither of can escape, yet the desire for a life outside of all those expectations and responsibilities starts to eat at you as much as it’s been eating at Jungkook. You wonder how differently things would be if he followed his own path, too.

“Well, I think this is a price I’d gladly pay,” he says, surprising you a little. “I know I’ll always yearn for a life of adventure but at the end of the day, you’re the best one. Our occasional trips make the entirety of this whole adventure with you the only one I’ll need.”

“You know, I get it now. My brother and your brother say that you often speak to and about me as if you’re saying your vows,” you teasingly smile. “It’s kinda cute.”

“It’s because we never got to make proper vows,” he frowns. “So I just act as if I’m making them every time.”

“Makes sense,” you hum, feeling appeased by his words and his presence, which you feel even more as he scoots closer and wraps his arm around you.

You stay like that for a while until he says that he wants to go for a jog and you reply that you’ll be reading a book as he does. Jungkook comes out in nothing but just black shorts and training shoes, sending you a wink before he heads to the shore to jog around the short stretch of water.

You do get a peek every once in a while; he’s half naked, after all, and he’s got his hair in a bun, too. But you try to enjoy your own time, until, of course, he starts doing his stretches and push ups that has you glancing at him a lot more often. Jungkook has always liked his gym time, either alone or with his friends, and you never bothered to join him because yoga is the only exercise you’re able to do. So anytime Jungkook does this, you’re unable to look away.

He returns to where you are and is greeted with Gatorade and a towel, his teasing smirk making you feel even hotter than the sun above.

“Are you trying to be a tease, Mr. Jeon?” You ask, as you pull up your sunglasses and watch him flexing his very toned, naturally-oiled-with-sweat body while gulping his drink and making moaning sounds.

“Is it working, Mrs. Jeon?”

“Sort of. I didn’t get to finish a chapter,” you pout.

“I’m sorry,” he chuckles, half meaning it. “Why don’t we go for a quick swim and then chill after? I’ll play my games and you can read your book. I won’t tease or bother you, I promise.”

“Fine,” you give in, heading inside the caravan to change into your two-piece swimwear.

After spraying sunscreen on each other, you both head to the water and soak up the sun this way, with the light breeze offering a bit of comfort from the mid-afternoon heat. You stay in the shallow end while Jungkook dives and swims about and you let him; he’s always loved the water and you know that his body can never stay still.

He surprises you when he comes up on the surface, that smile he always sports when he’s got his heart racing, greeting you.

“You good, babe?” He asks as he hugs you from behind.

You hum in response, leaning on his shoulder. You like this simplicity, this carefree way that you both spend your afternoon in each other’s arms.

He kisses the side of your neck, causing you to jolt from the sensation. You turn around and he pulls you closer, kissing you deeply, his hands moving south to squeeze your ass cheeks. You giggle in the kiss and he smiles in response, loving the way you sound, how you feel, how you taste.

“I haven’t kissed you properly today yet,” he hums against your lips.

“Well, you have the rest of the day, and the night, and the rest of Sunday,” you moan, enjoying the warmth of his mouth on yours.

“I do. What I’m thinking now is… what am I gonna do to you tonight?”

He’s got that naughty look on and much as it gets your insides in a twist, it’s also kind of funny.

“Kook, whatever it is you’re thinking, just remember that we’re only renting the caravan, okay? We can’t… break anything,” you warn, knowing of your husband’s tendency to go hard and rough on you, as you like sometimes.

“I know, that’s why it’s gonna be all about you tonight, okay? You’ve been stressed and I want to make you feel good,” he says sweetly now. “I don’t need much to make you come, anyway.”

You pull his ears in retaliation. “While you are absolutely correct, you don’t need to state it like that. You’re being a little cocky, honey.”

He joins you in laughter but it’s a badge of honor he proudly wears. He’s proud that he’s able to make you come with his cock, his tongue, or just his fingers, and you’ve said they’re all so good that you forget which part of him had done the deed.

“You did join me this weekend,” he continues. “And you know that as long as you’re good, then so am I.”

“A true gentleman,” you giggle.

He kisses you one last time before you both walk back to shore. You put on your button down shirt dress for cover up while Jungkook, fortunately, opts to not wear a shirt. He sets up the fire then scurries to you, who’s back on the inflatable couch with your book and a bottle of beer for each of you.

And that’s how you spend the rest of the afternoon - with his head on your lap as he goes in and out of sleep and you, halfway through your novel with your free hand on his bare torso, caressing him as he likes, while he kisses it every once in a while.

By the time the sun has started its descent, you’re back on the shore with your second bottle of beer, snug between Jungkook’s legs. With your back against his chest and his kisses on your neck, you let the relaxing day transition into the evening, but somehow you know, things are far from over.

With the soft sounds of your island playlist, you both settle on the outdoor dining area to cook your dinner. Jungkook lines the pork belly on the edges of the pan and waits for the fat and oil to pool at the center, a trick he learned that he was excited to show you. He then fries the kimchi there, the sizzle making you both so giddy at being able to enjoy this in this setting.

You feed each other your own variations, until there’s enough space on the pan to cook the rice in it, and it’s nothing but the soft music and your alternating moans at the delicious food you’re eating.

After you’ve cleaned up, you serve the sangria that you prepared the night before. The fruits have completely soaked up the wine and you know you’re gonna feel buzzed after this, but it’s nothing that s’more you make and your husband’s foot massage can’t handle.

Jungkook lights up the sparklers and you both watch in awe as it shines against the night sky. It’s not much, but it’s pretty; it reminds you of all your other trips and how you liked to spend your evenings.

You’re both basking in each other’s tipsy presence when your phones ring, and it’s not long after when you’re in a laughing fit with all your best friends - Nari, Yeji, and Minhyuk are having dinner together, Tae and his girlfriend are in a resort after playing golf, and Jimin is up early due to jet lag after a long haul flight to New York.

It’s after your husband - who, in his drunken state forgot that you’re on a call with your friends - mumbles that he can’t wait to have you, that they decide to give you both your time together, as clearly “these hormonal late-twenty year olds can’t get enough of each other,” as Jimin teasingly states.

“Kook, that was so embarrassing,” you pinch his reddened cheeks after hanging up. “Remind me not to go on a call with them when you’re drunk.”

“But I’m not drunk,” he insists. “I’m just tipsy. There’s a difference, babe.”

“If you say so, Mister,” you chuckle. “But come on, let’s take a shower now. It’s getting cold.”

“But I wanna swim in the beach again,” he whines, pulling you back on your seat.

You look at him and the glimmer in his eyes. This isn’t a man you argue against doing something he wants. The alcohol has sort of made you feel hot and the mix of temperatures from the cold air and the warm water will do you good, so you agree, taking his hand this time and guiding him to the shore. He promises he’s alert enough to make sure neither of you will drown. He is, however, a little horny.

“What do you say, we strip and swim?” He grunts in your neck, his hand already trailing down your bottoms.

“Honey, this is a public space. This isn’t like our private villa in Bali or the private beach in Belize,” you argue, recalling those vacations where you at least had the privacy to skinny dip. This is different, though. And you’re in your home country; you’re pretty sure there are laws against public indecency.

“Babe, look around. Is there anyone here?”

“No, and actually, that’s quite concerning,” you say, starting to panic.

“They’re some hundreds of meters away, okay? But they’re not gonna be around to patrol campers. Plus, I introduced myself earlier and they know I’m pretty harmless, just here to enjoy time with my beautiful wife. They’d be creeps if they come down here,” he counters.

You think about it. There doesn’t seem to be any harm, and it actually excites you a little, so you agree, assuring that he isn’t forcing you, and that you want to feel all of him, too. You’ll probably stick your hand inside his swim trunks anyway so might as well have him naked for easier access.

Jungkook runs back to the caravan to grab some towels and then lays them on the ground. Because you’re both still a little cautious, you walk to the water and undress each other there, with him running back to shore with both your swimwear.

“Cold?” He asks, pulling you close to him.

“Just right,” you reply, sighing into the kiss he gives you.

His lips move to your jaw, then your neck, and then your breasts, his tongue swirling around the pert bud. You moan in response.

“There you go,” he hums, doing it to the other one.

You both kiss, again and again and again, with his hands on your ass and yours on his cock, squeezing his balls for added pleasure.

“Okay, fuck. I was being too cocky with this. I need you on the bed, now,” he groans, and all you can do is laugh at his rushing state, running to where your clothes are for his trunks and then running back to you with a towel. He wraps you in it and lets you shower while he fixes up outside.

You’re done by the time he gets back inside, taking his turn to shower now. He returns with you sitting on the bed in his oversized sweatshirt and sleeping socks, looking cozy and someone he wants to hug until he falls asleep. After he makes love to you, of course.

“No, Mother, I didn’t pack it.” You say the same words you do every time she asks you about this. “We’re here just for the weekend to relax. And it’s a tiny space, okay? We’ll get to that eventually, after he and I talk some more.”

Jungkook, in his gray sleeping shorts, takes the inner side of the bed, lying down while he massages your outstretched legs. He watches you hum and answer your mother over the phone, no doubt asking you about the same thing she does every time you both go on a trip, regardless of where.

“I will. I’ll see you all at the exhibition next week, alright? Bye, love you!”

You hang up and return your husband’s soft smile, taking your place in between his legs as he sits upright on the bed. You both look up at the roof, appreciating the stars that have come out tonight.

“Mother asking about the baby-making blanket again?” He chuckles.

“Yes,” you groan. “It’s literally way bigger than my luggage. Plus, we haven’t talked about it again. I told her that last time.”

There’s a beat of silence before he replies. “Do you want to talk about it now?”

There’s no irritation in his voice, no hint of pressure or fear.

“Do you? You know I’m always okay with talking about it,” you say.

“I do. I’m the one who’s a little sensitive.”

“You aren’t, Kook. You have valid concerns, about me, about us,” you assure him. “We were just talking about more trips and that would be challenging with a kid, right? We have more adventures, more nerve-racking and slightly crazy things to do… We said we’d do them, together.”

“Yeah, but having a kid is part of the adventure, too, isn’t it?”

He nibbles his lips. He knows you want to start a family; it’s just not something you directly say or ask of him because he’s the selfish one who still wants you all for himself. He knows when you both have children, he wouldn’t be able to just plan a weekend camping trip with his friends, and you wouldn’t be able to just accompany him when they can’t go.

He lives for these trips with you, for these moments of pure joy and peace. He wants that family with you, too; thinking of the little human you’ll both create and love with your whole beings also gives him the butterflies, and that at least lets him know that he’s not hopeless.

“Yes, an adventure we get to decide when to take,” you answer, turning to him with comfort in your eyes. “I don’t want you to want it just because you know I want it, Kook. The only way we can truly love our child is if we want them, together, at the same time. And if it isn’t time for you yet, then it isn’t time for me, too, and that’s perfectly fine.”

He lets your words settle in. He thinks of how much he loves you, of how much he’d give the entire world to you if he could, and he thinks that maybe, that world may be in the form of a life you’ll both create. Maybe the trips will be those to a family resort, or a family beach; maybe the moments of pure joy and peace will be when you’re both exhausted after getting the little one to finally sleep, maybe it’s when they take their first steps and say their first words.

“What if we just let life take its course, then, the way we let it with us?” He wonders. “Maybe get off birth control and we just… plan to not plan?”

“Hmm, sounds good to me,” you respond. “Maybe I can have my implant removed after my next exhibition and commissioned work in 2 months? I’m gonna have to hold off work for a bit just to make sure I don’t stress myself.”

“Okay,” he hums, feeling much lighter that you’re able to talk about it again. “I think we’re gonna be amazing parents.”

“Yeah?” You giggle, moaning once you feel him nibble your ear. His hand sneaks inside your sweatshirt, tracing patterns on your belly.

“We’re so good at taking care of each other, and our child is gonna be spoiled as hell. But we’ll also enroll them in anything they want. And we’re not the eldest, there’s no pressure for our kids to work in our families’ companies. Let their older cousins do that.”

“You’re silly,” you laugh, but he does make good points. It’s what frustrated him growing up, after all, and it’s the freedom that you fortunately had.

“Am I?” He grunts now, his hand cupping your bare breast underneath.

You respond with a whine after he pinches your pert bud, and there’s something about the vibe of the caravan, with its compactness and cozy feel, and with the rain now pouring outside, that makes Jungkook feel much closer than usual.

“Kook, need you to touch me please,” you beg, feeling your body awakened now.

“Hmm, I’m gonna do this all night, babe. I’m gonna make you feel good all night.”

His active hands make their way to their spots - one expertly kneads your breasts, while the other removes your underwear and spreads the slick that’s already pooled around your cunt. Jungkook opens up your legs for easier access and locks both of them to keep you in place.

He nudges you with his nose, and you turn to him for a long, heady kiss, the type that lets you forget everything, that lets you not hear anything else but the way you slightly lose your breaths and the moans that you exchange, swallowing each one. He knows just what to do, knows just how to squeeze your breasts in a way that complements the way he slowly, almost teasingly plays with your clit.

You pull away from the kiss to catch your breath, so he licks and nips your neck instead, knowing it’s another one of your erogenous spots that aids in the buildup of your orgasm. But he wants it slow, he wants it all-consuming; he wants you to feel it in every nerve of your body.

“Yes, Kook, so good, baby,” you moan, your eyes closing as you savor every sensation. “Keep going, don’t stop.”

“You’ll take everything, yes, babe?”

He slides in two fingers inside you, then three, curling to hit that soft spot he’s memorized by now, while his thumb continues to rub your throbbing nub. Everything feels too much but you can’t get enough. You want more, and you know that Jungkook will give it.

“Yes, baby. I’ll take every—aah, yes, right there,” you mewl, your back arching now. “Oh god, yes.”

He hums his satisfaction, loving the sounds you’re making against the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof and the windows. He loves how vocal you are, how lost you are in what he’s giving, how ready you are to take more.

Jungkook presses that spot again and it has you keening, and this time, his movements on your breasts slow down, as he gently traces circles on your nipples while his fingers pound on your cunt, leaving you a crying mess.

You yell his name, your legs shaking this time as the pleasure becomes too good, too much, too overwhelming. He removes his fingers from inside you, all of them working on your clit now. You’re so close. The heat in your belly is getting intense, and then you feel it, the light smack of his hand on your pussy, sending a buzz way deep inside you that causes you to jolt and yelp in pleasure.

Jungkook soothes you with gentle rubs. “You like that, baby? Want me to do it again?”

“Yes please,” you pant. “Kiss—kiss me.”

He does as you ask, swallowing your screams as he increases his movements on your clit before he smacks it again, catching you by surprise. He presses on it then smacks it once more, and it feels like electricity that you accidentally bite his lip but neither of you minds. Your whole body is shaking but he’s got you locked in place, and the restriction makes it even more overwhelming, more undeniably and insatiably good.

“Just one more, okay? Then come for me,” he says, pinching your clit and catching you by surprise that you come without warning, that you feel your slick slide out of you, that you feel your body have that mind-blowing orgasm that leaves you tired but incredibly satisfied.

“Oh my god, Kook,” you heave, your limbs being released now and you sink into his hold. “That was… oh god.”

“Good,” he giggles, licking your essence off his fingers and humming. He takes some tissue next to you and wipes you off, the pads immediately being drenched. “Babe, you made a mess. Good thing the rules only state not to break anything.”

“Oh my goodness, Kook!” You squeal in embarrassment. This is probably the wildest you’ve come from just his fingers.

“Fuck, you’re so hot, babe. I could come right now.”

“Wait until you’re inside me, please,” you flutter your eyelashes, and it’s impossible for him to say no, so he says okay. “But can I breathe a little? That was uh, that was intense.”

“Okay,” he says again, hugging you tightly and peppering your face with kisses.

“You meant what you said earlier, about waiting for it to happen to us?” You ask after a while.

“I did. I do. You can be off birth control. We don’t have to plan or track it. That might put unnecessary pressure on us. And let’s just be surprised. We won’t actively try but we won’t keep it from happening, either. Is that something you’re okay with?”

“It is. Part of the adventure, right?” You smile.

It’s better than avoiding getting pregnant completely, you think. Much as you want it to happen, you also know what you’re gonna need to give up because of your health. Perhaps the best thing to do is to just let life happen.

He nods, kissing you again, his wandering hands slowly removing your sweatshirt so he could feel more of you this time. You shift and turn towards him, tugging his shorts and urging him to remove it as well.

You feel so much for Jungkook, and if earlier you’d just been able to ogle him, now you get to do more. You lift yourself and straddle him, catching him by surprise.

“Can we do this gently?” You ask sweetly. “I want you to feel good, too, while you’re inside me, but we can’t break anything.”

He chuckles. Inside you is where he likes it best. He does have a tendency to go a little too rough sometimes, but he wants tonight to be gentle, too.

“We won’t break anything, I promise. Just feel yourself, just feel us. I’ll be okay.”

You nod, bitten lip and all, and you start stroking his semi-hard cock, tracing the veins that decorate it. Jungkook hums in satisfaction, even more when you touch yourself for that needed lubrication and slide your lips against his length. You know he likes it when you pleasure yourself, something he’d blurted out when he was drunk so he probably doesn’t remember, but you took that to heart, used it to your advantage to get him going, knowing that between both of you, he’s the one always who makes sure you’re pleasured, sometimes even if he doesn’t get to be.

You start to moan, and you feel his dick twitch in your hand. His hand reaches out to you, fingers tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, his tattooed arm cradling your head as you gently rock against him.

He’s so beautiful, it drives you crazy. You’ve admitted to him as much that his body art does things to you, and you’ve noticed him add more, put color in, and change things up a bit so they’d have more meaning that relates to both of you.

You want to share in that, too.

“So I was thinking, I want to get a tattoo,” you say, catching him by surprise again.

“What? Where? Why? Are you serious?” He furrows his brows. You’re unsure if it’s good or bad news to him.

“Yeah. Uh, I want a tiger lily. Here.”

You point to your chest, on the valley between your breasts, somewhere close to where your scar is. You want to tattoo his birth flower on your body, on your chest, a part of you that hurt for a time, that you get your strength from.

“Baby, why?” He asks, looking more emotional than upset.

“I know underneath this is a heart that’s a little broken, but I also know that it’s why I love deeply, and I love you, more than I’m able to say sometimes,” you explain. “I get my strength to continue loving because of you, Kook. And I want to always remember that. I want you to remember that, and I want our future children to know that.”

He looks at you with even more adoration, with even more love. And you know you mirror it, too. He’s only able to nod and trace the canvas on your body, imagining how the flower would look on you.

“I love you so much, ___,” he mumbles, taking you for another kiss.

It starts off gentle, but the more he lets your words settle in, the warmer he feels, the stronger the need to be one with you gets. He cups your cheeks as he pulls you closer, wanting to inhale you, to meld with you the way your lips are. He wants to feel that edge of you and go as far as he physically can.

Jungkook raises you and you slowly slide down his cock, feeling the sting from his girth and length that has you moaning in his mouth; you already feel so full. You gently grind against him, knowing that if he does the work, you might not have a bed to sleep on.

“Stay still, babe, let me,” he whispers in your ear, his low, confident voice sending shivers through you.

You follow and you halt your movements, giving him the space to secure you in his hold as he grips your waist. He decides on an angle that’s comfortable enough for you, and he raises his hips to go deeper, moving you against him so you could feel him dragging your velvet walls, making you moan instantly.

He’s not thrusting roughly; he’s not unrhythmically pounding into you, but he’s making all the effort in this angle, grinding and moving against the current of your hips, hitting that soft spot that his dick does so amazingly at.

“Touch yourself, babe. You know how good it would feel,” he instructs, closing his eyes and biting his lips as he feels you suck him in.

Your fingers do the work this time - on your breast and on your sensitive yet still throbbing cunt. Every part of your body feels like it’s on the edge, and it’s exhilarating.

“Kook, oh my—oh god, baby,” you moan obscenely.

You’re music to his ears.

He sees you work on your nipples, how you squeeze your breast and pinch your buds. He sees you rub your clit, gently and in circles, your mouth parting in sheer pleasure.

“Hold onto my shoulders now,” he instructs. “I’ll be gentle but I need you to hold onto me, okay?”

So you do - body anchoring on his as you grip his broad shoulders, his muscles flexing at the act as well. He briefly massages your thighs before his one hand clutches on your waist again and the other works on your nub - pinching, smacking, pressing to keep the stimulation going.

He continues to drag you against him and you can feel him, way deep inside you that you don’t know if he can go any further. And it’s absolutely mind-blowing.

“You’re taking me so well, babe, like you always do,” he praises. “Looking so fucking hot on top of me like this. You look so good when you’re close to coming, baby. You’re close, aren’t you? I can feel you sucking me in. Fuck, baby, keep doing that.”

So you clench around him, trying to meet him as far as you can with your pelvis. You’re grinding, clenching and unclenching, your mind going crazy with how well he’s able to do all this.

His fingers go back to your cunt, more desperately fondling you now as he feels your heat envelope him even more.

“Kook, baby,” you keen once more. “You’re so deep and you’re so good.

“Yeah?” He smirks.

He brings you closer to briefly suck your breasts before he’s back to building on your impending orgasm, and it’s when he surprises you with a pinch then a press of your clit that you come without warning, clenching around him. He’s caught by surprise this time, as your walls continue to tighten around him, your nails creating marks on his shoulders form the intense pleasure, and this causes him to spill his seed inside you as well.

“Fuck, baby,” he moans, wrapping his arms around you as you fall into his chest, both of you heaving now as you come down from your highs. “You feel so good.”

“And you feel amazing,” you smile at him sweetly, as if you didn’t just scream obscenely earlier.

You kiss his nose then his lips, somehow still wanting more of him. Your movements are languid this time, tongues just lazily dancing with each other.

“Baby, you’re gonna make me hard again,” he groans.

“Sorry,” you pull away. “I’m tired though, and I just want to cuddle.”

“Me, too. I’ll go clean us up.”

Jungkook lays you down on the bed and proceeds to get a warm washcloth to wipe you off. You two were messy, alright, but he assures you that they do full sanitation of the caravan after every use.

He helps you dress up then pulls you close. The rain is still going, and you’re glad the skies cleared for you early on and you got to enjoy the beach together. But now it’s just you and him and the sounds of raindrops in this tiny space, and with Jungkook, everything is nice and warm and comfortable and free.

“I love you,” you tell him, and he responds with that sweet, boyish smile of his, giddy and soft and full of love.

You don’t say that as often as he does, so when you do, he knows it’s a build up of many things, and each word, each letter means something. They’re laced with every ounce of your beating heart in them.

The smell of rain is one of your favorites - after paint and bakeries and bookstores, of course. There’s something so grounding about it, especially in the morning when its fresh scent seeps through the half-opened windows, joining the saltiness of the ocean not far away.

You’re seated in bed, opposite of Jungkook where you can bask in his sleeping form - blanket covering his lower limbs, head turned to the side, giving you a beautiful view of his gorgeous neck, lips slightly parted where his soft snores escape, and tattooed right arm raised above his head. His chest rises and falls, and he’s stunning this way - no problems or worries, no fears or concerns. You want to kiss the plane of his torso until they’re marked by your love, by your desire, but your own pleasure.

You look back at the semi-finished work in your sketchbook. You’ve been into drawing since you started classes a few months ago, and you’ve found joy in just being able to draw what you see in charcoaled ink. It’s more practical, too, although you’re definitely biased with painting.

You gaze outside - foggy window now clearing up but the view of the ocean from the little glass rectangle is enough inspiration. There’s so much beauty outside, but so is here, inside, in your own little paradise with the man you love the most.

“Drawing me again?” Jungkook’s low, morning voice gets your attention. He shifts to lie on his side, arm propped up to cradle his head while he cheekily smiles at you. “I know I’m a good muse, babe, and it’s nice to know you’re a little obsessed with me.”

“I am not,” you shake your head and scrunch your nose. “I’m drawing this little space to remember.”

You show him what you’ve done, with the white wooden panels surrounding the window and the view outside. The overhead lamps are included, and a silhouette of a man under the covers.

You heat up at his first statement, though. You’ve drawn him another 2 times after painting him naked after you won your bet, and he’s right, he’s an amazing muse. He’s got a sculpted body, and drawing him is an excuse to ogle and appreciate all that he is physically.

“That’s pretty,” he hums, shifting towards you to lie on his stomach now. He removes your sleeping socks and starts kissing your ankles. “But I really hoped you drew me again, though. I like knowing how you see me. I like seeing how I look when you look at me.”

His lips trail upward - to your knees then your inner thighs. You hold your breath and grip your drawing pad, the dampness in your underwear now pooling.

“Honey, what are you doing?” You croak, biting your lip as you feel his warm breath on your clothed cunt.

He nibbles your mound before he slides the cover to the side, his tongue sliding past your lips before you feel him flick his wet muscle on your now throbbing clit.

“Having breakfast,” he moans, diving further into your cunt that has you jerking against the wall.

“It’s, uhm—” Your voice breaks as you let out a satisfied moan, your eyes closing as you feel his languid movements against you. He’s being gentle and that’s what you need; you haven’t recovered from last night, if you’re being honest.

“What was that, babe?” He asks, smirking, as he finally removes your underwear and spreads you out for more access.

“Nothing, just, uh… just keep going.”

“I intend to,” he grunts, gripping onto your hips now and pushing you against his mouth.

You’re heaving as you savor the pleasure he’s giving you. The view of his head between your thighs adds to the sensation, so do his flexed arms as he holds onto you, his taut and perfectly-lined back, his smooth and large thighs, and his fine ass that’s clenching as he exerts all his efforts in eating you out. He’s so gorgeous, it’s insane. And he’s gobbling you up like you’re the only meal he needs.

You’ve let go of your sketchbook now, and his hand travels upward to fondle your breast, and it’s what has you shaking, keening, moaning his name as you feel your orgasm build up again. You comb your fingers through his long locks, pulling them slightly as you grind against his mouth. His moans send vibrations all over, and you’re crying in pleasure before you tell him you’re close, and it’s his nip on your nub that has you letting go, enjoying the ride of your high as you come down from it.

He gets on his knees and smirks at you, hand wiping your essence from his mouth and sighing satisfyingly.

“Fuck, I’m full.”

“No, you aren’t,” you tease, knowing that at the end of the day, food is food and he always needs to have his fill in the morning.

“Well, my dick is,” he chuckles, standing up now to point at his hardened length against his torso.

“Let me, then,” you reach out, stroking him gently. “I can make iced coffee and then you can enjoy it while I make you feel good.”

You’re almost pleading. He knows that you want to pleasure him just as much as he pleasures you, though he’s selfish sometimes. He loves your sound more than anything, but he does admit that seeing you on your knees triggers something primal in him that has him yearning for you even more.

“Okay, babe. Panties off, though.”

He sits on the stool across the tiny kitchen and watches you work. You playfully groan at him when you find out he’s put all the things you need on the top shelf, which means you have to reach up to them. Your sweatshirt raises as you do, giving him a peek of your bare ass, which he squeezes to your surprise.

Jungkook is already hard just watching you move about, in this tiny space while wearing his white oversized sweatshirt that looks better on you. You turn to him with a cup of iced coffee, then you kneel in front of him, shy smile on your face after he takes a sip and moans; you’d like to think it’s also because you got his drink right, and not just because of your hand that’s stroking his aching member already.

“It’s good, babe,” he nods, and then you work, taking him in your mouth, as deep as you could go, and bobbing your head up and down as you swallow him whole.

It doesn’t take long for Jungkook. You take him so well, knowing the pace and the movements that make him lose his mind. He’s coming in your mouth in no time, and your nose scrunches at his satisfied face, liking that you get to make him feel this way, too.

He pulls you up to sit on his lap and he hugs you tightly, amorously, taking in your morning scent and how comfortable you feel.

“I love you,” he whispers in between giggles. “Now, uh, can we eat?”

You cook your spam and eggs kimchi rice breakfast outside. You chill on the sofa with soft music after, thankful that the rain has stopped and it’s a perfect-looking day. You lay on Jungkook’s lap this time, enjoying the cool breeze and the sound of the waves. You both go for a swim after, taking in the cold feel of the water and then sunbathing for a little bit before preparing lunch of sausage and ramyeon.

You spend the early afternoon doing your own things - Jungkook does his exercise and strolls down the beach, while you sit comfortably on a chair near the water with your sketchbook in hand, wanting to capture the scenery before you.

After cleaning up and taking a shower, you nibble on crackers and cheese before heading back to return the caravan - with nothing broken, fortunately - and then drive home to Seoul. You pass by a nice lake on the way and watch the sunset there, then find a nice family-run noodle house for dinner.

You’re now settled in bed - tired, but satisfied and happy. Jungkook is lying on your chest as he often does when you both sleep, and he looks up at you with a curious look.

“When do you plan to get your tattoo?”

“Hmm, maybe in a few weeks. Why?”

“Can you make sure your artist is a woman?”

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quitealotofsodapop · 6 months

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(Hope you're feeling better! Sending positive vibes to you!)

I've been thinking about Sandy...

We all love the big blue river man, but...I feel like he shouldn't already be the loveable giant we know and love when Shadowpeach get to Pigsy's just after the 'conception'.

Dunno, I think it would be, like, a disservice? Is that the word I want, something like that, to Sandy and his path of becoming a better person, right?

Like, Pigsy didn't know about the change when AHIB was going on, so it had to happen after they last saw each other.

Maybe it just happened sooner in TMKATI, but what if!

What if, Sandy comes to the noodle shop and wants to talk, and maybe the subject of the 'young couple with a baby on the way' comes up and he gets the tea on the situation from what Freenoodles understand - both from observation and the vague description, giving them the vibe of 'hiding from bad people (that might be family)' (or something).

As he learned, he meets the 'youngsters' and gets to know them.

But maybe one day, he was already at an 89 and something pushes him to a 90 and hello, temper.

But before something bad can happen, Sandy looks and sees 'Wu' standing in front of 'Mihou' in a defensive stance, eyes vary.

Maybe that's the moment? That he realizes he needs to - and importantly wants to - be better. To be a support system for these two 'kids' that do need help.

Also, interesting thought: somebody said that it looked like Macaque and Sandy are opposites, that Macaque started out as a more quiet voice of reason and is now, well, very much not. While Sandy started out violent and became a peaceful voice of reason.

That is interesting and I do love me some moon/ocean symbolism, so a friendship would be cool.

They could also be yoga buddies (because yoga does help with flexibility during a pregnancy, if I believe the internet), so common activity!

Y'know?

OOOoof. Yes.

Sandy at the start of the TMKATI au is not exactly the soft himbo we know and love from the main series just yet.

Pigsy and him had a falling out some time ago, but Pigsy decides to call Sandy up for "protection" after Macaque gets freaked out by a Bad Encounter during New Years. Said encounter was a certain bone-demon thrall delivering a threat, but to those on the outside looked like some kind of trouble, legal or otherwise. Best to have your strongest guy around if something pops off, you know?

So now Sandy is in the loop with the noodle shop gang about "the kids with a kid on the way". They all assume that Shadowpeach are in a situation of hiding from Underworld authorities, angry family members, or something more sinister. Sandy is like "Hell yeah brother. I'll punch a few demons if they come near the shop!"

Which would be fine except; 1: Wukong 100% recognises Sandy from somewhere. 2: Sandy is trying his best to ignore any recognition from his past. 3: Macaque also recognises Sandy + likes to rile him up.

Which nearly leads to a fishman vs monkey fight one night. A punch is thrown, a far-too-familar human catches his fist.

Sandy leaves the restaurant in a hurry, apologizing tearfully under his breath. He returns some days later, admits that he wants to work on his temper and that he needs external help for his emotional issues.

He asks if any of the gang are willing to forgive him; they all do, though Macaque takes some extra time to reconsider. Mac does eventually come around when he witnesses Sandy managing to calm himself down mid-conversation. A friendship blooms from there.

I love the thought of Sandy convincing Mac to be his yoga buddy once the monkey starts complaining about aches and pains later on in the Egg's development. Its all very awkward at first, but it ends up becoming their weekly "thing" they do together. Both (including Wukong sometimes) are new to modern mental wellness stuff, and it's a lot easier to get into healthier habits with a buddy at your side. Mac probably accidentally calls Sandy his older brother a few times.

Even when Macaque briefly abandons the noodle shop to hide/flee from a certain threat/his and Wukong's relationship issues, Sandy is the only one Mac trusts with his location. Sandy similarly is a tough nut to crack when Wukong is zipping around for answers ("He seemed really hurt. I ain't telling you until you both have cooled off.").

Needless to say, Sandy is the least-shocked to learn that Wukong is willing to do something Very Stupid to get back into his dear Mihou's good books.

Macaque, answers phone at PIF's place: "Hey." Sandy: "Wu's going into the Underworld." Macaque, delayed reaction: "Oh good... WHAT?!" Sandy: "Yeah, he told me to tell you; He's sorry, and that he's gonna make it up to you in the ways he only knows how. Whatever that means." Macaque, stunned: "...Did he say exactly what he was going to do?" Sandy: "He told me to not tell you or else you'd try and stop him." Macaque, getting worked-up: "Damn straight I will!" Sandy: "Hey, hey, remember what we've been practising in breathwork. Pause and forget the situation for a moment, and just breath in deep. Deep breaths." Macaque, a little calmer: "...Ok, I'm feeling a little better. But I'm still really concerned what the hell Wu is planning on doing. If you know where he is, make sure he doesn't try doing anything stupid." Sandy: "Will do! Tell your sister I said hi!" Macaque: "Thanks Sandy." (*call ends*) Sandy, turns to Pigsy and Tang: "Yeah he's ok. Best we follow Wu and make sure he isn't serious about that Bone Demon stuff." Pigsy: "I swear on Guanyin, those monkeys are going to make me age ten years by the end of this."

Sandy earns his title of "Best Uncle" in the au for a reason.

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toofull · 2 years

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Oh you want asks? Gotcha.~

Watching me waddle in from work must be a sight, huh? First you hear the door creak open, then you hear the sides of my stretched out belly slide against the doorframe. God, I feel like I could burst. I don’t even know how many you put in me, but I’m due any day now. Come up behind me and help me unbutton my work shirt, slide me out of my pants and boxers and help me to the bedroom, won’t you dear?~

As we enter the bedroom, again, you get to watch the sides of my belly push inwards as I squeeze through the doorway. Y’know, if I’m pregnant for much longer, I won’t be able to fit through any of the doors in our apartment. Let’s see if we can time my next growth spurt right so I’m stuck in the bedroom.~

Once you finally get me on the bed, sat on my hands and knees, I’m a sight to behold. My arms can’t even get close to the mattress as I rock against my massive belly, treating it like a yoga ball. You can see just how hard and wet I am from behind as my desperate whines kick up an octave. My belly begins to squirm and writhe, our babies dissatisfied with the new pressure. Will you pleasure me, or would you sit back and watch me whimper and moan, knowing I can’t move from my position without your help?~

I told you multiples run in my family. More than just twins and triplets, I warned. Twins and triplets too, but it was more like my family was prone to having full litters. But still, that hadn't dissuaded you. You'd still begged me to knock you up and who was I to say no to that request? Even if I wanted to deny you, I certainly didn't have the self control for that. I wanted more than anything else to see you pregnant and aching. Waddling with a huge, heavy belly. And I'd gotten exactly what I wanted.

Even more than I'd expected, really. I'd definitely seen big bellies, of course with my family's propensity for litters, but none this big. None so big that I was worried the carrier would get stuck in a door. But with you, each time I see your swollen belly scrape against the frame of the door you're walking through, I wonder if you'll get stuck. Part of me wants you to get stuck. What a sight that'd be. Your belly wedged between the frames of the door, our babies angrily kicking. Maybe it's more than just a part of me that wants to see that.

"Well, you're due any day now, but something tells me these babies don't want to come out just yet...I think being overdue's in your future," I grin as I rub the bulging sides of your belly. If you go overdue, there's no way you'll be able to fit through any doors. You'll barely be able to waddle or get yourself up from a seat, let alone squeeze through the doors of our house. "Let's just focus on getting you relaxed," I hum as I lead you towards the bed.

At this stage in your pregnancy, there's not many good ways to relax. Laying on your back crushed your poor organs and made it impossible to move. Laying on your side took up all the room in the bed and forced all the babies to settle heavily on one side of your belly, which made the thin skin even sorer than usual. So even though it did usually cause at least a little discomfort, resting on your belly was usually the best way to go.

Usually I help you, aiding your movement as much as you need or want. I make you feel good with gentle petting or kisses. But today...I'm feeling a bit darker than usual. I smirk and lean back against the headboard, watching as the babies get more and more riled up underneath you. "Poor boy....looks like you're stuck there," I laugh as I hear you moan and whine.

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1/3 Alright, my mind is not going where I need it to - you know, somewhere deep and profound 😉 - so I'm sorry if these are a little too easy or predictable. This first one is for Maya and Carina, as I think it kind of seems to be written for them. It's from Sweet Goodbyes by Krezip:

I know how you feel right now Losing dreams you've come to care about I know what you need right now You need to come on home, so I can hold you tight Get you through the night

Curious where these lines, song, vibe, whatever will take you. And - as always - thank you for giving it a try!

You know when you said to keep them short...?! This song gave me a lot of ideas and I ultimately settled for this one - and I should give a content warning here that this one talks about miscarriage. I know it's sad and dark, but it's also a reality for them, especially given Carina's age (even though it's not something we've ever seen them address on the show). There have been several versions of this in my head, especially trying to figure out whose perspective to tell it from.

A link to the song

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Maya steps onto the fourth floor and is immediately greeted with the sound of a newborn baby crying. She hears a father whoop with delight and Jo Wilson congratulating the new parents, smiles all round the nurses’ desk at the arrival of another new life into the world.

She doesn’t share the joy. The sound leaves her cold, her broken heart cracking a little more.

They had decided to try one more at-home insemination before looking at other options, both taken by surprise when, fourteen days later, the pregnancy test told them that this one was successful. There had been tears of happiness and relief that, at last, their dreams of becoming moms were coming true.

Jo had confirmed the pregnancy with a blood test one week later, and a scan had followed at week eight. Everything looked good and they had shared the happy news with a few close friends – Bailey and Ben and Andy. They got swept up in making plans for the future. Maya spent her days off clearing out the wardrobes in the spare room, while Carina looked at paint swatches for the nursery.

By week eleven, their little bambino or bambina was the size of a lime – or so said the app on Carina’s phone, which had prompted Maya to remove all such offending items from their fruit bowl out of principle, much to Carina’s amusement.

Their official twelve-week scan was only a few days away when Carina had awoken in the middle of the night, crying out in pain at the stomach cramps that seared through her body, blood soaking into the bedsheets. No-one had to explain it, Maya knew what it meant – and the loss was etched all over Carina’s face.

Teddy was coming out of an emergency surgery when they showed up at the hospital just after three a.m. and ushered them into a side room with only Yasuda in tow, ordering urgent blood tests and demanding a portable ultrasound be brought immediately. The scan confirmed what they already knew and Maya still recoils at the memory of those words coming from Teddy’s mouth.

She had expected Carina to wail and scream, like she did in the days that followed Andrew’s death, but she had fallen quiet, a little more than a whimper escaping from her lips as silent tears had fallen down her cheeks. She has remained that way ever since, returning to work after a couple of weeks and keeping busy with patients and the clinic. She cooks in her free time, like always; she goes to her weekly yoga class, like always; she asks Maya about the fires they fight and Travis’s mayoral campaign and the latest gossip on Vic and Andy’s love lives, trying her best to be interested.

But she doesn’t talk about the baby and she refuses to go into the spare room.

Maya understands it. It might not have been her body, but it was her baby and her dream too; and her heart is broken into pieces too.

She hadn’t expected to feel so much grief. She had never seen its squished little face, never counted its ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes, never heard its cries or seen its smile. She had never held it in her arms and rocked it to sleep, never sung it a lullaby, never read it a story. She had never pushed it on the swings, they had never played soccer in the park.

And yet Maya feels like all these things had been stolen from her, leaving behind a gaping hole that she has no idea how to fill. It sits on her chest, a relentless ache that doesn’t go away, no matter how hard she tries.

When she arrives at Carina’s office, she takes a deep breath before knocking softly on the door.

“Come in.”

Maya opens the door and steps inside. Carina used to light up when she walked into a room but not any more. Despite the smile she paints on her face, her eyes are dull and vacant.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

She stays seated at her desk, not bothering to stand and greet her wife with a kiss.

“It’s almost nine,” Maya says. “You usually text when you’re going to be late home from work.”

“Ah, scusi, I lost track of time,” Carina says.

“It’s late. Come home with me,” Maya says gently. “Please?”

“I can’t just yet, I need to finish some reports,” Carina says, gesturing to her computer screen which Maya can see has fallen dark from inactivity.

“No, you don’t.”

Carina looks up at her, eyebrows raised in surprise.

“You’re sad,” Maya says before she has chance to come up with an excuse. “You’re sad and you’re hurting, because…” She takes a long, shaky breath. “Because we lost our baby.”

“Maya…”

“I feel it too,” Maya says.

Carina scowls then. “No, you don’t.”

“I do,” Maya says. “Maybe not in the same way, but it’s my loss too. I’m sad and I’m hurting too. And it would be so much easier to deal with that if I had my wife at home with me.”

She sees a flash of guilt cross Carina’s face and steps further into the room, determined to break down the walls that Carina has built up.

“Please, Carina, please come home and talk to me.”

Carina’s bottom lips wobbles as she shakes her head.

“I can’t,” she whispers.

“Why not?”

Carina closes her eyes. “Too soft.”

Maya walks over to her desk and kneels down beside her chair, spinning it around to make her wife face her.

“Then we’ll scream. We’ll cry and scream and we’ll let it all out but please, Carina… I need you. I can’t do this by myself. And you can’t either; we need to do this together, we need to grieve together.”

She sees Carina wavering and reaches out to clasp her hands, holding them tightly.

“I love you and I loved our little lime.” She lets the tears fall down her cheeks, not trying to hide them. “I know you did too.”

Carina’s face starts to crumple as she nods her head, just slightly.

“Come home and tell me about it?”

Carina’s shoulders sag in defeat and she nods again, definitively this time. “Okay.”

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Here you go you filthy animal ;) Aemond first. Working on the Thomas one now.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Many people would think Aemond wouldn’t be into aftercare, and they’re probably right if it’s with someone he doesn’t love. But with Adrian, who’s his wife, he’s more softhearted. Afterwards he’d want to hold her, speak softly to her, and kiss and cleanup wherever he left a mess. The only issue is that Adrian doesn’t always let him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Do I even need to say? Okay fine xD Adrian’s legs are Aemond’s favorite body part of hers. He likes how they feel in his hands and when he’s kissing the inside of her thighs before reaching her peach zone. LMAO.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Aemond doesn’t like any to go to waste, so he’d rather always finish inside Adrian. But sometimes he gets too excited when pleasing her and he finishes without even being in her. Happens to the best of us....him a lot more.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Dirty secret? Hmm, spoiler. Aemond kept the clothes Adrian originally came in. So that means he has her dress, bra and underwear....yet to be mentioned in the story.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Aemond had limited experience. The only other woman he was with was one he does not like to think about. So he learned how to properly treat his wife through various books. And I'd say he learned quite a lot.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Aemond likes any position where he’s able to face Adrian. So standard missionary, her on top, the G-Whiz (apparently that’s a real one I looked it up. My asexual would never lmao), Ballet Dancer, and the Seashell which looks intense but hey Adrian does yoga so...

Just anything that has Aemond looking at her. Unless of course he’s giving her head, that’s another story.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I’d say he’s more on the serious side when it comes to his lovemaking. Especially the first time they’re together because he’s watching closely to how Adrian’s reacts.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

This guy is so well groomed and of course the carpet matches the drapes xD

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

I can’t believe I am saying this but....he’s such a romantic. Just with Adrian. He always makes her peak first. And then a second time. And maybe even a third time before he does so himself.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This guy stole a photo from her that he found arousing. It’s suffice to say that he does in fact jack off to the thought of her. Which I may or may not include a scene.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink 100%, would’ve had a breastfeeding kink had Adrian stayed long enough, he likes having his hair touched and is upset Adrian doesn’t do it as much. That first time they had sex she had her hands in his hair, whew. Cockwarming is a huge one because he’d want to stay inside Adrian for as long as possible. And just being touched by her in general.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Honestly Aemond prefers the privacy of their chambers. But he’s totally imagined doing her in the library and on the throne.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Just...Adrian being Adrian. Really he’s ready to go whenever she is. And he thanks the Gods for those pregnancy hormones.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No to degrading, no to humiliating, none of that. He knows she wouldn’t like it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

YES.

Aemond told me to write that. He also told me he loves giving Adrian oral sex and if she ever did it to him he’d be able to die happily.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and Sensual. Aemond knows he has to treat her gently otherwise she could change her mind and he doesn’t want that. Sly fucker. But if she were to ever to tell him to go faster he would in a heartbeat.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Aemond prefers their lovemaking to be as long as possible.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I mean other than him going in her raw? Nah...that’s pretty big risk and one Aemond enjoys taking.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He could go on for hours, honestly. But he’d stop once Adrian wants to. He’ll certainly try to make it last though. “Just one more time, please my love?”

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

His mouth, hands, and cock is all he needs.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Again he can only take teasing too far before Adrian tells him to stop. So he doesn’t do it as much.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He has no problem being loud, and he wants her to be as loud as him. Aemond wants everyone to hear what they’re doing.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I think Aemond is already wild enough as it is.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s on the leaner side but don't think he doesn’t have any muscles. This guy trains practically everyday. There’s a party going on underneath his clothes...especially his breeches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

After meeting Adrian? His sex drive goes through the castle ceiling.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

The first time Adrian and him have sex she falls asleep first because she is so tired. After that it’s mainly Aemond who falls asleep first because Adrian’s self-hatred keeps her up at night. Yup, that’s how I ended this. ANGST.

#my heart my body my soul #adrian nova reyes #aemond targaryen #smut #and hey look there's the angst #hotd modern reader #house of the dragon #oc

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Can I Exercise During Pregnancy?

Pregnancy is a transformative experience, often accompanied by a myriad of questions about health and well-being. One common query among expectant mothers is, "Can I exercise during pregnancy?" The short answer is yes, but with some important considerations. Exercising during pregnancy can offer numerous benefits for both the mother and the baby, provided it is done safely and under medical guidance. In this blog, we'll explore the advantages of prenatal exercise and provide tips for staying active, with insights from the experts at the best fertility clinic in Delhi, SCI IVF Hospital.

Benefits of Exercising During Pregnancy

Engaging in regular physical activity during pregnancy can lead to numerous health benefits, including:

Improved Mood and Energy Levels: Exercise can help alleviate common pregnancy symptoms such as fatigue and mood swings by boosting endorphin levels.

Better Sleep: Regular physical activity can improve sleep patterns, helping expectant mothers get the rest they need.

Reduced Pregnancy Discomfort: Exercise can help alleviate back pain, swelling, and constipation, which are common complaints during pregnancy.

Easier Labor and Delivery: Strengthening the body through exercise can lead to a smoother labor and delivery process.

Faster Postpartum Recovery: Women who exercise during pregnancy often experience quicker recovery post-birth.

Safe Exercise Practices

While exercise is beneficial, it is essential to approach it with caution during pregnancy. Here are some tips from the best IVF doctor in Delhi to ensure safe prenatal workouts:

Consult Your Healthcare Provider: Before starting any exercise regimen, it's crucial to get the green light from your healthcare provider, especially if you have any pregnancy complications.

Choose Low-Impact Activities: Opt for low-impact exercises such as walking, swimming, prenatal yoga, and stationary cycling. These activities are gentle on the joints and reduce the risk of injury.

Stay Hydrated and Avoid Overheating: Drink plenty of water before, during, and after exercise. Avoid exercising in hot, humid conditions to prevent overheating.

Listen to Your Body: Pay attention to how your body feels during exercise. If you experience dizziness, shortness of breath, or any unusual symptoms, stop immediately and consult your doctor.

Modify as Needed: As your pregnancy progresses, you may need to modify your exercise routine. Avoid activities that involve lying flat on your back after the first trimester and exercises that pose a risk of falling or abdominal trauma.

Exercise Recommendations

The experts at SCI IVF Hospital suggest incorporating the following types of exercise into your routine:

Aerobic Exercise: Activities like walking, swimming, and dancing can help maintain cardiovascular fitness without putting too much strain on your body.

Strength Training: Light resistance training with weights or resistance bands can help maintain muscle tone. Focus on exercises that target major muscle groups.

Flexibility and Balance: Prenatal yoga and stretching exercises can improve flexibility and balance, which are beneficial as your center of gravity shifts.

Pelvic Floor Exercises: Strengthening the pelvic floor muscles through Kegel exercises can help prevent urinary incontinence and prepare the body for childbirth.

Seeking Professional Guidance

For personalized advice and support, consider consulting with specialists from the best fertility clinic in Delhi. At SCI IVF Hospital, the best IVF doctors provide comprehensive care and guidance for expectant mothers. They can help tailor an exercise plan that meets your specific needs and ensures the health and safety of both you and your baby.

Conclusion

Exercising during pregnancy can be incredibly beneficial when done safely and thoughtfully. By following these guidelines and seeking advice from healthcare professionals, you can enjoy an active and healthy pregnancy. For expert care and support, trust the team at SCI IVF Hospital, the best fertility clinic in Delhi, where the best IVF doctors are dedicated to your well-being every step of the way.

#infertility #ivf #fertility #pregnancy #ivf treatment

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17 Pregnancy Do’s and Don’ts That May Surprise You

There can be misconceptions about what is ok to do during pregnancy. It’s commonly known to try to eat healthy while avoiding certain foods, exercise, and take your prenatal multivitamins, but other things may surprise you.

Before your little bundle of joy arrives, you’re responsible for helping them grow in a nurturing, healthy environment.

This list of pregnancy do’s, and don’ts can illuminate what you should worry about — and what you shouldn’t fret over.

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Pregnancy Do’s

1. Do take a multivitamin

Eating a balanced diet that’s rich in vitamins and minerals is the best way to provide your body with all of the healthy nutrients it needs to support a growing baby. A healthy diet alone, however, may not be enough for pregnancy.

Prenatal vitamins contain higher levels of certain nutrients that expectant mothers require at higher doses, such as:

folic acid

calcium

iron

These vitamins assist with proper development of the fetus and help prevent birth defects. Your doctor can help you find a multivitamin or a series of vitamins that are best for you.

A multivitamin will usually include DHA, EPA, or both. These are omega-3 fats that are important for your baby’s proper brain development.

Don’t take more than one dose of multivitamins, though. Some vitamins in higher amounts can be harmful to the baby.

2. Do get lots of sleep

Changing hormone levels, anticipation, and anxiety can make sleep elusive during your 9 months of pregnancy. Pregnancy is demanding, especially in the final trimester, and you’ll need your sleep.

Take a quick snooze if you feel tired and schedule naps whenever you can. Set bedtimes and stick to them.

Aim for 7-9 hours of shut-eye each night. Fatigue is a sign that your body needs more rest, so give yourself all the sleep you can.

3. Do work out

Gone are the days of pregnant women avoiding lifting a finger during their pregnancies: We now know that exercise is good for mama and baby.

In fact, regular exercise may help you combat many of the issues that arise during pregnancy, including:

insomnia

muscle pain

excessive weight gain

mood problems

If you regularly exercised before you became pregnant, keep it up. Talk with your doctor about any adjustments you should make to your routine, especially as you move into your second and third trimesters.

If you didn’t exercise regularly before you found out you were expecting, ask your doctor about incorporating a fitness routine into your day. They can guide you into a program that’s safe and comfortable for you and your growing baby.

4. Do eat seafood

Seafood is loaded with vitamins and minerals, such as heart-healthy omega-3 fatty acids, zinc, and iron. These are all important for both mom and baby. But undercooked or raw seafood can cause some problems.

Seafood may carry harmful bacteria and viruses, which are eliminated when thoroughly cooked. Also, pregnant women should avoid raw fish and fish that may contain high levels of mercury.

Examples of fish containing high levels of mercury include:

shark

swordfish

tilefish

king mackerel

Eat a variety of seafood so you don’t have a concentration of minerals from one type of fish. Eat no more than 12 ounces of fish per week.

5. Do have sex 😉

Sex during pregnancy is fine, as long as you don’t have a complicating factor such as placenta previa or another type of high-risk pregnancy.

Sex is safe with your partner right up until your water breaks. If you have discomfort you may have to try new positions. Talk with your doctor if you have any questions about the safety of intercourse during your pregnancy.

6. Do practice yoga

You should avoid Bikram or hot yoga, but other yoga modalities are fine when you’re expecting. Seek out prenatal or gentle yoga classes that are designed for mothers-to-be. Instructors in these classes will know which poses are best and which you should avoid.

If you weren’t doing yoga before you became pregnant, talk with your doctor before signing up for a class. While it’s possible you can start, it’s best to go over the risks and concerns with your doctor.

7. Do get a flu shot

Pregnant women can and should get a flu vaccine as long as you don’t have a contraindication as noted by the manufacturer.

The injection isn’t a live virus. You cannot get the flu from the flu vaccine. If you were to contract influenza during your pregnancy, the risk of severe side effects is greater than in women of the same age who aren’t pregnant.

The vaccine will protect you as well as your developing fetus.

8. Do gain weight smartly

The “eat for two” advice to expecting mothers isn’t a license to eat whatever you’d like. Instead, women need to be strategic about what they eat and how much.

Gaining a lot of weight during pregnancy may do more harm to your baby than good. During your first trimester, you only need about 100 extra calories a day to support your growing fetus.

By your third trimester, that additional calorie number is closer to 300 to 500 per day.

9. Do visit your dentist

Trips to the dentist’s office were avoided for decades for fear that an oral cleaning might cause bacteria to spread and lead to an infection. Now we know that’s just not the case.

In fact, the American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists recommends that expectant mothers have a routine oral health assessment while pregnant, along with regular dental cleanings. Be sure to tell your dentist that you’re pregnant.

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Pregnancy Don’ts

10. Don’t smoke

Babies born to women who smoke during pregnancy are more likely to have a lower birth weight and are at a greater risk for learning disabilities than children born to nonsmoking mothers.

Additionally, children born to women who smoke are more likely to try smoking at a younger age and become regular smokers earlier, due to physiologic nicotine addiction.

11. Don’t drink alcohol

Alcohol may greatly impact your baby’s development. People who drink alcohol while pregnant could deliver a baby with fetal alcohol syndrome (FAS).

Symptoms of FAS include:

low birth weight

learning disabilities

behavior problems

lagging patterns in terms of growth and development milestones

Even small amounts of alcohol can be a problem. There appears to be no safe level of alcohol intake in pregnancy.

If you need help stopping drinking while you’re pregnant, talk with your doctor as soon as possible. The sooner you get help, the healthier your baby is likely to be.

12. Don’t eat raw meat

Raw and undercooked meat and eggs carry the risk of foodborne illness, such as listeriosis and toxoplasmosis. Food poisoning is also a possibility.

These conditions can cause serious, life-threatening illnesses that could lead to severe birth defects and even miscarriage. Make sure all eggs and meat that you eat while pregnant are well-cooked.

13. Don’t eat deli meat

Deli meats — including hot dogs, sausages, smoked salmon, and other cured meats — can cause foodborne illness, such as listeriosis and toxoplasmosis.

Meats that are sliced have far more surface area for bacterial growth. Thoroughly cooking these processed proteins well reduces your risk.

It’s also important to eat pasteurized (not raw) milk and cheese. Always wash produce to help eliminate harmful bacteria.

14. Don’t eat unpasteurized milk products

Calcium is very important for growing babies, but moms have to be careful how they get their calcium from dairy.

Raw milk isn’t recommended for expecting mothers since it’s unpasteurized. This means it hasn’t been heated to kill bacteria that could make you ill.

Specifically, raw milk may contain the bacteria Listeria. It can lead to illness, miscarriage, or even life-threatening consequences.

15. Don’t sit in a hot tub or sauna

Though relaxing, the high-heat environment of hot tubs, Jacuzzis, and saunas may be too dangerous for expecting mothers.

In fact, research suggests that using one of these during your first trimester may double your risk of miscarriage. Soaking in hot water can raise body temperature and this causes problems with the baby including increasing the risk of birth defects.

16. Don’t drink a lot of caffeine

Caffeine can travel through the placenta and increase your baby’s heart rate.

Current research suggests that women can safely consume a cup or two of coffee each day, but forego downing a triple-shot latte while you’re carrying.

17. Don’t clean the cat’s litter box

Pet your furry friend all you like and wash your hands afterward — but don’t clean a cat’s litter box.

Feline waste is filled with millions of bacteria and parasites. One in particular, Toxoplasma gondii, is particularly dangerous to expecting mothers.

If you contract it, you may never know until you begin having complications with your pregnancy. A miscarriage or stillbirth is possible. Babies who contract this parasite may face serious health problems, including seizures and mental disabilities.

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Yandere kai pregnancy and parenting headcanons with female reader

(Triggers slight mention if death,gender roles,kai is a shit dad, reader deserves a better father for her children, not spellchecked its midnight

. He would be more gentle and caring to his darling while she was carrying even sending more time to ensure your health and safety and if he is needed elsewhere chrono would watch something he redeems a high reward to watch something so pure but that's it he could only watch to ensure there health and belive me he has good enough cameras to know

.it woudnt just be because of his love it would be part but another would be to devote yourself to him if he was there guiding you through the whole thing the idea of making it seem like you need him for the baby to stomp out any plans of escape you may have

.morning sickness would be a nightmare he woudnt want to be near you (even though your carrying his baby) and would make you shower to his standards which is alone a nightmare but woukd also have to brush your teeth heavily and also to his standard no matter how unwell you felt others would disagree when they find out but not have the heart to tell him off at most you get a break from tour schedule to recover

.your schedule he likes his darling on a tight schedule to keep them busy and to make it easier to control and watch it would be simple stuff like going to the gym,meals,reading,art(even if your not onto it),your own hobby if its safe,and if there is one going with him to a event mainly to show off. But now your pregnant with the yakuza boss's child and the next heir to the organization you need to be more laid back si he would implement a new schedule of waking up later then your normal schedule but no where Paar 10am,meals,light workout of yoga or on a exercise ball,him reading to you,nap,a gentle relaxing hobby if you don't have one meeting the criteria you'd possibly get knitting or embroidery under his watch of course,lunch,a few hours of TV with headphones on your belly(he thinks it's a load of crap but coudnt be too safe),dinner,and finally bed

.rare change in him he would finally let you wear more "umpure" clothes of baggy t shirts and sweats but only after you were crying cause a maternity dress was too uncomfortable to do all your activities in(all his maternity clothes would be stuff for photos he wants to see you at your best 24/7 but you being too uncomfortable broke his heart) he may get used to it and let you keep wearing stuff like that after the delivery instead of his usually white casual dresses

.cravings he would be more lenient on his strict diet but still strict your carrying a baby afterall you need to stay healthy he would indulge in your cravings but not for meals your meals would still be heavily measured to be full if nutrients and all that but the more unhealthy ones he would try and indulge in but when finding ingredients out the stuff he gives you seems strangely healthier

.prays the child is quirkless and you do to(if your aware if Eri even though he would keep that secret) doing all he can do to keep the "plague" out

.despite seeming strict and uptight for it be would be more snuggly though not admitting it he would hold you close and rub your belly if the baby was causing distress or if he was exicted on being a dad and snuggling you more even joining in on your naps even though he was busy and it's not healthy for his sleep schedule it made you a tiniest vit more comfortable it was worth it

.names you would get the final say he didn't care much about the names aslong as it wasn't ridiculous but he woukd plant suggestions even reading baby name books in meetings and using his quirk on anyone who judged or asked which would only be used on newbies who didn't quite grasp the any word on darling without him asking or in a negative manner woukd result in death but it was a unspoken rule.

. Chikd birth he would insist on doing it dressing in full medical garb if scrubs,masks,gloves,and face shield to keep the germs off he knew it woukd be filthy but it was the few times he wpukd put up with it it was apart if you so it was more pure then others and would supply you with heavy drugs to null the pain and if any complications arise hell breaks loose as he keeps his composure subtly calling his workers to get a docter while everyone is tense if you and/or the baby dies no one in the facility would be alive

Raising the baby

.sorry but for diapers,sickness,vomit,ect your not getting help from him and would have to shower to his taste after any of it(at first later you can jsut wash your hands)even though its cruel and selfish of him it is he would get a trusted workers wife or sister to help you with the baby and to help you adapt to the new life still shitty if him

. At the least he helps with the other aspects he'll take over the more clean part of things while you rest even though he only had a kid with you for a heir and to trap you he softened with the kid and woukd read the stories and play games no baby talking though but you have vidoe of him babytalkibg as a last resort when the baby woudnt sleep

.if it's a boy you can't convince me he doesn't follow gender standards his poor son would be held to a higher standard he would be the heir of his organization afterall when the kid would grow past rhe toddler stage of when he would entertain them he woukd start getting serious teaching them the filthiness of quirk and making sure they study along and even pushing him to try instruments along with running a yakuza but would still bring his son on more fun actives and would play games with him exept Mario cart as he fails that game so many times

.if it's a daughter Mafia princess all the way she would still he highly educated by him but less expactions and receive more open affection(your son would still receive affection but less open)getting them princess toys and even a princess bed but she woudnt be the favorite the son would as he would be the faith of the yakuza. You would catch him letting her do his makeup on those cheap toy kits

Only after you set your foot down on the gendering would he resent and open up a bit giving your son more open affection and less harsh cirque and giving your daughter the chance of being the heir and heavier teachings

Would spoil them wither way but not with trips he woudnt let anyone take his chikdren to a germ covered park

No matter what they are homeschooled by tutors he would find only until highschool would they allowed to battens proper school but would be because of you telling him they'd need social skills

No matter how many kids he would still crawl into bed at night rub your belly even though your no longer pregnant and tell you how good of a mother you are

((I'll add more headvanons or do fics similar enough if yall ask)

#yandere kai chisaki #yandere overhaul #overhaul x reader #overhaul x y/n #kai chisaki x reader #kai chisaki x y/n

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What Is The IVF Treatment Procedure?

If getting pregnant is taking longer than you anticipated, you might start considering your way of life. If you look up the topic on the internet, in books, or in magazines, you’ll find a never-ending list of dos and don’ts that seem to have an impact on conception. Many of these pearls of wisdom do contain good advice, but some only serve to further confuse you.

Exercise is one of the most hotly contested topics in relation to the potential for conception. Even though you might feel incredibly vulnerable right now, we can assure you that exercise won’t hurt you. The right kind and amount of exercise could actually improve your chances of getting pregnant by enhancing your fertility.

You benefit greatly from staying active while trying to get pregnant. For a healthy cardiovascular system, regular aerobic exercise—those exercises that raise your heart rate and get your blood pumping—is crucial. Who isn’t under a little stress while trying to conceive? Working out increases endorphin production, which helps to reduce stress.

There are a few restrictions even though exercise is generally advised for women both before and during pregnancy. Consult your doctor if there is a reason you shouldn’t exercise, not even low-impact exercise. Always share with your doctor your preferred types of exercises, frequency of workouts, and level of intensity.

When you’re TTC, moderate forms of exercise for five hours or less per week are typically advised for healthy women of all body types. Try lowering the intensity if you typically push yourself hard and long during your workouts. Replace your strenuous exercise with one of the following suggestions:

Walking

It is a safe exercise for every person. It’s great for your heart, builds endurance, is low-impact, and works wonders to relieve stress.

Dancing

You can bust a move and increase blood flow by dancing. Additionally, dancing provides a respectable calorie burn.

Cycling

A great way to exercise is to ride a bike for 30 minutes a few times per week. If you’re sharing the road, just make sure you’re safe; use a helmet, and keep an eye out for reckless drivers.

Yoga

Yoga is a fantastic way to loosen up (great for giving birth!) and unwind. Yoga can undoubtedly help you manage the stress of infertility. A yoga body is strong and svelte. Don’t push your body too hard when exercising, whether you do yoga at home or in a studio. Bikram (hot yoga) may also not be recommended. Consult a medical professional.

Pilates

A beneficial method for maintaining your health and enhancing your fertility is Pilates. Pilates is calming while still being challenging.

Swimming

One of the best forms of exercise for women who are TTC is swimming. Without overtaxing your joints, you can still get a good cardio workout. When you swim for exercise, you can choose your own pace and increase it. For those who are just beginning a fitness regimen, this is a great option.

Always pay attention to your body, and drink plenty of water. Never put yourself at risk for a fall or injury, and be careful if you don’t regularly exercise because you could become pregnant at any time.

Regular runners might need to put their training on hold for a little while. The best course of action is to put off any marathon training for the time being because long-distance, intense running can occasionally interfere with ovulation.

At BabyScience IVF Clinics, we provide a complete list of exercises to do and not to do to couples having fertility treatments with us. Get in touch with our doctors if you have any queries on exercises for fertility.

#baby #babyhealth #fertility #fertility treatment #health

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