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Chapter 39

When Heeseung said they were leaving, Amara expected him to take her to the dorm. Instead, he brought her back to her apartment. He'd also taken her to the hospital, just to make sure that she and the baby were okay. When the doctor said they were fine, he brought her back home. He also refused to let her walk, so he carried her all the way back.

He brought her inside her apartment, using his foot to close the door behind him. He carried her into her room, setting her on the bed.

"I'm going to call the others and tell them you're home. Don't move," he tells her, making her look at him.

She pouted at him. "But, I'm fine. I can--" She stopped speaking when she saw the look he was giving her.

It was a look he rarely ever gave. She sighed softly, feeling defeated. "Fine," she mumbled, crossing her arms. She watched him take out his phone and leave her room.

Amara looked around her room as she uncrossed her arms. She looked at her suitcase in front of her. Before they'd left, Heeseung had packed it for her. She got up and picked it up, putting it on her bed. She unzipped it and began taking everything out. Once it was empty, she closed it back up and pushed it underneath her bed. She started to put her clothes back in her closet and dresser. She finished that pretty quickly and picked up her hygiene products. The bedroom door opened, making her look over.

"I thought I told you not to move?" Heeseung asked, sighing.

"I didn't! I haven't left this spot!" she told him as he walked over, taking the products from her.

"Getting up from sitting down, is moving," he tells her,

"You didn't say not to get up. You just said don't move. You should've been more specific," she argued, huffing.

"I said not to move. That shouldn't have to be broken down into me telling you not to get up," he tells her, sighing.

"Well, I wanted to put my clothes away! You know that I can't stay in one place for long," she protested, frowning.

"Uh huh. That's still not an excuse for you to not listen," Heeseung said to her. She grumbled and rolled her eyes.

"Everyone is happy to hear you're okay. I told them I'm staying with you tonight," he continued.

"What? You don't need to do that, I'll be fine alone," she said, watching him.

He looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "You said yourself that you don't know how to be alone anymore. Remember?" he said, crossing his arms.

"That was meant in a sense of me not being in a good spot mentally. If I couldn't handle being alone on a more broad spectrum, I wouldn't live alone," she rolled her eyes.

Heeseung uncrossed his arms and suddenly picked her up, making her gasp in surprise. "What are you doing?" she asked him.

"I'm going to help you take a bath. We need to get the blood and your cuts cleaned up," he said, carrying her to the bathroom.

"Okay, that's fair. But, I don't need help." Amara said.

"Alright, then. You can do it on your own," he shrugged and gently put her down in the bathroom.

He gave her the products back and smiled at her. She watched him leave the bathroom, leaving her alone.

Amara reached into her shower, turning on the water. She put her shower stuff back in, and put the bag on the sink. While she waited for the water to get warm, she started to pull off her clothes. She had gotten the top half off with no problem. It was her pants that were the problem. She struggled to take them off, but it was hard for her because she was sore and also due to her gaining a little weight from being pregnant.

Amara huffed and finally gave up, when she couldn't get them off past her hips. She hated doing this, but she knew it was for the best. She sighed heavily, slumping against the sink.

"Hee," she called, sounding annoyed at herself. The bathroom door opened and he came in.

"I need help.." she mumbled, frowning in embarrassment. He chuckled at her annoyed state and came over.

"I can't take off my pants," she said softly.

"It's alright, I'll help," he tells her, his voice warm.

Heeseung hooked his fingers into her pants and started to push them down. He managed to get them past her hips easily. He kneeled in front of her and began pulling them down the rest of the way. He got them off successfully, standing up when he'd finished. He looked at her, seeing she was crying again. He frowned and wiped her tears away.

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

She sniffled and reached up, wiping her face, "I can't even take off my pants without help. How can I expect to be a mother if I can barely take care of myself?" Amara whimpered, sniffling.

"Hey, that's not your fault. Everyone struggles with clothes when they're pregnant. It's not just you. Don't feel bad," he tells her.

She whimpered again, hiccuping. Heeseung wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. Her face was resting on his chest, taking in his cologne. She missed how it felt to hug him. She also realized just how much she missed him. The two stood there for a moment.

"I'll help you, okay? And don't feel bad. You know I'll always help you, no matter what," he said, running a hand through her hair. She nodded some, sniffling.

When Heeseung brought up helping her, she expected him just to help her get in and out of the bath. But, that wasn't the case at all. He'd actually gotten into the bath with her, which made her panic a little. She watched him get into the bath, after he'd helped her in.

"What are you doing? Get out!" Amara cried in surprise.

"Why? I'm already in here," Heeseung chuckled to her, sitting in the water.

"Just get out! It's weird if you're in here with me!" she said, her heart racing.

"No it's not. Couples do it all the time, don't they? What makes us any different?" he smiled and grabbed her hands in his.

She widened her eyes. "Because we're not that far in our relationship! It's going to be awkward!" she said, panicking like crazy.

He laughed softly and pulled her into his arms, making her gasp as she fell against him. His arms went around her middle, holding her close.

"It's not awkward. Besides, we just crossed that boundary, didn't we?" he asked, his voice sounding calm.

After a while, Amara finally calmed down and just accepted the fact he was with her. She'd even stopped trying to get him to leave. She eventually relaxed and it wasn't so bad. She was freaking out over nothing.

Then again, this wasn't something she'd done before with anyone.

She was silently sitting in his arms, with her head on his chest. The silence between them was nice and it was comforting. She could feel his heart beating steadily against her cheek.

Heeseung had his arms around her middle, his hands never moving. In the back of her mind, she was worried his hands would wander. But, they never did. She knew he wouldn't do that. But, her paranoia still thought it would happen.

All in all, the bath was nice. With him in it, it felt much nicer.