HERMAPHRODITE

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The little fetus floated around, safe in its watery world. Experimentally it moved its arms, just a little and managed to bring a tiny hand to its mouth. The minute thumb brushed against the small lips which twitched and automatically tried to suck on the digit, the natural instinct of suckling being evident even at this stage. Turning around, the tiny body floated downwards, a couple of small kicks from its feet pushed the fetus against the smooth walls of the uterus, the thin barrier of the amniotic sac acting as a cushion, but still allowing sensations to pass through to the small, developing baby.

The fetus was quite happy in its little world, it had all it needed, nutrition, oxygen and waste removal, all courtesy of its mother. Occasionally it would receive a dose of something extra, something that made the fetus feel good and these times it would move a little more, although the movements it currently made were way too soft and small to be felt by anything other than the fluid that surrounded it. Drifting down the uterine wall the fetus came to rest peacefully at the lower end of the womb and decided that this was a nice place to stay. It curled up a little and relaxed, the steady throb of its mother's heart beat lulling it into sleep.

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Jungkook's eyes blinked open, the room was still dark which meant the sun hadn't yet come up. He glanced at the clock; red, luminous numbers peered back at him. 4:25 AM, they read. He was about to roll over and fall back asleep when the reason for him waking in the first place made its presence known again. He sighed under his breath and carefully shifted his body until he was out of the bed. He didn't want to wake Taehyung.

Silently he padded across the thick carpet to the ensuite bathroom and closed the door. The light switch flipped on and Kook blinked as his pupils adjusted to the sudden light. Still yawning, he walked over to the toilet and raised the seat, reached into his boxers and proceeded to relieve himself.

He stared in disbelief as the small trickle dried up. "You woke me up for that?" he mumbled to his belly.

He flushed and washed his hands, then turning off the light he traipsed across the carpet and back to the bed. Once under the covers he snuggled into the warmth, feeling Jungkook's body move close to his and an arm draped over his middle.

"You all right, Kookie?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"S'okay. What's the problem?" Taehyung snuggled closer still.

"Needed to go to the bathroom. I could swear I was bursting to go but only a trickle came out," grumbled Jungkook. "If I'd know it was only going to be such a small amount I wouldn't have bothered getting up."

"You wet the bed and you sleep alone," Taehyung sleepily chuckled.

"Thanks a lot, hyung," Jungkook huffed and went to roll a little further away from his lover. Taehyung's grip on his waist tightened and prevented him from moving.

"Where do you think you're going?" Tae mumbled.

"Um... I need to go to the bathroom again."

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Sunday was spent lazing around the mansion and thinking about the nursery. True to his word, Taehyung had rung Namjoon after breakfast and discussed the turning of the chosen room into a nursery. Of course, Namjoon agreed.

Monday came just as quickly, and Jungkook followed Taehyung to the mansion's front door. Tae set his briefcase down and opened his arms, Jungkook stepped into the embrace, accepting the kiss Tae was offering, "See you tonight, hyungie."