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What are you upto? He rushed inside the room, scooping you in his arms. You were standing on a high stool, removing some of your necessities. Hooking your arms around his neck, you battle your lashes at him. What's wrong?”

Noticing his furious eyes you were confused. Jimin placed you on the bed tucking you under the duvet. Holding your hand, kissing your forehead. Mi Amor, how many times do I have to tell you not to do chores alone? I'm here.” Patting his chest he softly glares at you.

I wanted that dress, I feel like wearing it. He sighed, shaking his head. Of course you can wear that. You should have called me, I'd get it down for you. Caressing your five month old baby bump. He kissed it.

You're busy with royal duties, I can't wait for you. Or ask the servants to call you. By the time you'd come here I'd end up sleeping out of boredom. Sassily remarking you roll your eyes.

I'm sorry my duties are an obstruction in me taking care of you. He stood up climbing up that hassock. Picking out that dress. Here it is. He places it beside you. Jimin was worried seeing you upset. I don't want to wear this anymore. Rubbing his palm on your hand he worriedly queries. Is everything fine? You nod your head.

Everything is fine. This dress doesn't match my vibe. Jimin chuckled understanding it must be your pregnancy hormones. It's been two months since he's seeking your forgiveness. He took care of you. Kissed your forehead, cuddled you, cooked for you.

You had made it clear you saw his care as an obligation every father would do for their unborn child. In reality, Jimin was more distressed about you, as days passed by. The complications worsened. These past months he had grown attached to the baby. Speaking with it, playfully commanding it to not trouble his mother.

What did my baby do today? Retaining his ear near your belly he speaks to it. You chuckled as he started his daily routine. “Did you scuffle mama?” “No he didn't.” Jimin smiled, giving it a proud dab. My good champ. Keep up with the good work Once you come out, I'll treat you to good food and give you a piggyback ride. Carry you around the palace.

You scoff at his statement. You're gifting your biceps to our child? Jimin smirked, sitting straight. Are you perhaps jealous? You were baffled by his question. No, why will I be? I'll be more than happy if you love our child. He inched himself closer to you.

Don't be jealous Mi Amor, my arms and heart are meant only for you before our child. His breath fanned on your neck. Move back, I'm a pregnant woman. I cannot breathe because of this close proximity. Pushing his shoulder you fan yourself. Jimin noticed your red cheeks pinching them.

“Aww my Queen looks so cute while blushing.” “Leave me.” You honestly did not expect this from him. He was making his way back into your heart.

Hey Y/N! A cheery Taehyung walked inside your room. Hello” you dryly reply. Don't be so sardy. You're speaking with Jimin, speak with me too. Pouting he does aegyo. You burst out laughing. Oh My God! Taehyung you're such a childish man. He disagrees with you.

Yah! I'm older than you. Jimin was grinning seeing you so happy. It doesn't matter. I'm more mature than you. He clapped his hands agreeing with you. Mi Amor is right, she's more mature than you. Taehyung groaned. Both husband and wife always gang up on me. He hated losing to you both.

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