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At 18 weeks, Kongpob can feel that he no longer looks bloated, he already has the bump that has been growing regularly and healthily. He has taken a liking to touch and caressing it when he's thinking. He sometimes finds it weird but well, everything about him feels weird the past few months so he can only shrug his shoulders.

His last scan showed the parts of the baby's body. Dr. Lee Thanat said that they could confirm the gender on the next visit and Kongpob does not know how to feel about that. Everything is new to him that he always ends up being a second late to process things in his head.

The people in the office have started to notice too. One notable thing is his change of fashion. From the usual polo shirts and jeans, he has taken a liking to sweatshirts and jackets. He already told Alice and he has filled up all the papers for his benefits. Alice congratulated him too and he is glad that she did not pry over who the other parent is.

"18 weeks," he finally said when they asked. They congratulated him and are even asking for the gender so they could prepare 'gifts' when the baby arrives. He felt overwhelmed that he ended up crying, much to their surprise. The five including Arthit congratulated him too and even bought lunch to 'celebrate.' It is said to be a tradition for any member who announces pregnancy. They ordered what he craved.

"Tamarind grilled chicken, ask for extra sour tamarind instead of the sweet one! Oh, and papaya salad!"

Despite the sourness, the entire office enjoyed the lunch. Kongpob is glad that his officemates are not the nosy type, they never asked anything personal aside from the baby and his health. He already got a cover story ready in case they ask. He doesn't think that dragging Arthit is right even if he's correct, they both did the deed.


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He read it on a lot of posts and blogs, even mentioned on vlogs by expecting bearers. The horniness during the second trimester and Kongpob isn't an excuse with this (though he also thinks that it is because it has been some time since they last did it that his body is looking for it).

"Ah... urgh... ah... ah..." Kongpob has tried doing it to himself on his bed but it is always insufficient. It is always not enough that despite releasing, it does not leave him satisfied. Even standing under a cold shower does not help.

At 20 weeks and with a rounder abdomen, Kongpob gave up.

"P'Arthit," he knocked on his room. He knows that Arthit must be working, he does not have weekends. Being a web developer takes even his holidays if needed.

"Come in, it's open," he heard him say. Kongpob fiddled with the hem of his shirt as he turned the knob.

Arthit must have noticed that he had not talked when he entered so he removed his eyes from the screen to look at him. It made Kongpob gulp. Why wouldn't he? Kongpob is only but a man and there is Arthit on a white tank top and cargo shorts. His white arms showing and very inviting that Kongpob cannot help but stare. His chest shape showing and despite the table covering it, Kongpob can already imagine what is behind it.

"Kong," Arthit called his name.

"Ah, phi," he awkwardly smiled.

"Is there something wrong? Anything you need?" Arthit stood up and approached him and Kongpob's breathing hitched. As much as he wants to blame hormones and pregnancy, he knows that it is his own libido too. Arthit is looking at him and he knows that he was checking his physical state to know if there is something 'wrong' but Kongpob's body is registering the purpose of the stare differently. He can feel his shaft twitching, probably tenting and he is too embarrassed by himself that he cannot move to cover it.

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