~♡ SHAE ♡~
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
"I radiate positivity."
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
"I am strong and confident."
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
"I love and approve of myself."
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Hm..
I'm not really all that nauseous waking up today as I have been lately. This is good. I'm okay with this.
A lazy smile creeps across my non-queasy face as I wiggle deeper into my sheets. A soft, sleepy grunt and a gentle pull against my belly below my breasts make my eyes shoot open.
Jungkook makes a sound similar to a dragon snort with his face pressed to the nook of my neck and he releases another soft grunt. I'd forgotten he crawled into my bed last night.
This is alarming as I worry I may have to make a mad dash to vomit once the tiny creature inside of me realizes I am awake. Jungkook's solid body is blocking my path.
It is also alarming as my boob is right on top of Jungkook's thumb and index finger. I'm not sure he realizes that it is me, Shaenyce, his best friend of over a decade, that he is holding this way.
"Stop scooting over, Shae," he grumbles into my shoulder as he tugs me closer again.
Okay, so, maybe he does know that it is me he is holding this way.
"You're in my bed, Jungkook. You still have your own."
"Doesn't smell like you," he mumbles.
"You can use my laundry detergent and wash your sheets. Then it will smell like me."
"Does it bother you to share a bed with me?"
"Of course not-"
"Cause you can just get over it if it does. I get better sleep next to you, and judging from all the logs you were sawing in your sleep you sleep better next to me too."
I scoff and toss his hand away from my stomach. It's not like he's going to know I'm pregnant right now, but having his hand there still makes me nervous.
"I don't snore!"
"Mmhm," he says and I feel his smile against my skin. He puts his hand back on my stomach -this time on my lower belly- and he begins to make horrific snoring sounds.
"I don't sound like that!" I squall.
Jungkook laughs and the shake of his body jars my body too. "Sure, Sweets."
Too much movement, too quick. Ohh.. oh shit.
My mouth fills with saliva and I panic. I thoroughly interrupt our cuddling session, bolting from the bed to the bathroom and dropping to my knees in front of the toilet.
"Jeezus! Shae? Baby, are you okay?" I hear Jungkook ask from the doorway.
I can't answer so give a thumbs up just as my sweet and sour chicken lands in the toilet.
"It doesn't fucking look like it! Do you need to go to the hospital or something?"
I wave off his suggestion. Vegetable mei fun. Damn that was delicious in the opposite direction.
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Dragonflies
FanfictionA collection of BTS short stories from my plethora of book drafts