FUSS || BrightWin

Chapter 13 : Unknown

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Win did, just like any other pregnant being, suffer from the contractions to the point that at one time, he couldn't abide with the incoming pain from it.

His face would turn all red from the pain at times. Luckily, his doctor who lived just in the next apartment would assist him to relive the pain.

And to note, it was Mix's idea to shift the doctor and his entire family next door, incase of any emergency. And he had ring bell implanted into every room, even the wash rooms. Just incase, Win needed any help and he could just ring it, beckoning the doctor and the maids to reach out for him.

The doctor was paid five times than what he used to earn. Moreover, the free facility  of the temporary apartment that he could only dream of. Bills of it were all accommodated by Win himself as well as their groceries were bought by him. Nevertheless, the doctor's family would always accompany him to ease out his loneliness. He would be often invited to have meal with them and vice versa.

Occasionally, he would reflect on his now life. Just how it did a 360° turn. He never thought that he will be a parent. If someone was to say this a year ago, he would have surely laugh at the persons face.

He was a fine living businessman, handling his private life to a professional one into an equal balance load.

And now here he was with his baby inside him. To be fair, he was scared of the labor day, he is terrified that he will die due to excessive bleeding and pain.
He wishes that atleast he could see the baby's face.

Given the fact that, male pregnancy is more at risk and danger, he had the every nerve to be frightened about the labor day.

Moving onto his health, it was great. He had checkups timely. But man, he didn't bit like the effect of pregnancy. He had to throw up so much to the point that he would lose appetite at times.

Another thing was the stretch marks, since he is a man, he didn't find it normal for his body. And he is in no way ready for it as well. The itchiness on his stomach was making him exasperated at times.

Applying certain bio oils on the area did help him settle the itchiness.  

He had never been into any relationship. Though there would line of fine suitors ranging of both of the genders trying to woo him. But he never felt the need to be in one.

Rumours would circulate about him being narcissistic, self obsessed. And he knows that those were the same people he have rejected. I mean if he chose self love and self respect above these people who had none of these qualities, then he didnt mind being called names nor he would give a flying fuck about this rumours.

He did believe in soul mates though, not that he felt he needed one. Hopefully, maybe not, he might have one, he would tell himself.

Same goes for the love of a child. He didn't feel the necessity to have a child of his own. Not that he hates children but he preferred to mostly be alone.

But all in all, he would spend the entire day in the orphanage for whenever he had the time and interact with every kid with enthusiasm.

Oh and they sure named him "baby". Funny cause he was the adult to them yet when he interacts with them, he looses his cool adult side and be a literal child like them .

Engaging in their goofy talks and games. Help them out with the homework, do some arts. Toddlers would clung onto him and cry when it was time to leave. And somehow, he had to stay until they slept.

But he would not utter even to a single soul that everytime he visited, his heart wrench from sadness seeing the children.

So he oath to himself that he will help them, if not emotionally, atleast financially, he wants them to be loved. To know that someone cares for them.