With love, Bobby (KPOP)

21 - Daddy's girl

It was already the weekends. After two days staying in the hospital, I was really dying of boredom. The only person who spent the whole day with me was none other than Alyssa. Chris would send her to my ward in the morning while then bring her back home when Bobby and Kris visited me.

"Hey, do you need help with anything?" Kris knocked on my door as I just woke up.

With my eyes still closed, I replied to him. "Draw the curtains for me please,"

When he has done that, he helped me up and I leaned against the headboard. "I feel so sick today,"

"It's okay, you'll feel better soon. Bobby and Chris asked me to help you with anything. They're going to pick your dad up from the airport,"

"How about Alyssa?"

"She's still sleeping. Oh, before I forget!" He left the room. I was confused by his action. I shook my head from side to side. Minutes later, Kris came in with a cup of green juice.

"Chris made this for you. He told me it would make you feel better at least,"

I took a sip of it. "Ew, it's disgusting!" I spat the whole thing out, dirtying my white sheets. Kris took the cup and smelled it.

"Nothing is wrong with it. Why are you- Oh, you have sensitive senses once you're pregnant," He smiled.

"Geez, this is so much of a torture," I complained. If mornings or even days are made up of me puking and not liking the food, I shall declare that this is my first and last and the worst pregnancy I've ever had. No more babies afterwards. Simply no.

Kris brought me to the other side of the room. I sat on the sofa while he changed the bedsheets. I seriously feel bad for making him do that. "I hope it is not of a trouble for you,"

"No, it's fine. Besides, I'm training to be a good guy for my future pregnant wife. Of course I'm not referring to you," He laughed.

I took a small pillow right beside me and threw it at him. "Hey what was that for!" He complained.

"Don't ever joke around with a pregnant woman you little scum,"

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[BOBBY'S POV]

Chris and I picked up Ashlee's dad from the airport. "Hey!" The both of us greeted him. I took his luggage while Chris guided us to the parking lot.

"Which one of you is Chris and the other Bobby?"

Yeah, he was still confused between Chris and I. Not only that, we earned a few stares at the airport. I bet those people couldn't believe it too that the both of us looked the same. We could be twins by now if we were sharing the same parents.

"The decent looking one here, is me while the guy beside you who is dressed in hip-hop every time is Bobby," Chris explained.

"I'm the carefree guy, Bobby," I said.

"Ah, you guys are really that competitive huh? Hurry up and bring me to the apartment. I want to see my beautiful daughter,"

When we arrived in front of the apartment, Chris pulled over and Ashlee's dad and I got out of the car with his luggage. Chris parked his car in the car park.

"How should I address you, Sir?" I asked as we entered the elevator.

"Richard is fine. Anyway, are you a friend of Ashlee?"

Oh no. What should I say? Close friend. "Her ex-boyfriend,"

"Oh, so you guys have been dating? How long was it?'