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56 . It hurts

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Now yoongi is 5months pregnant

Yoongi's Pov

"No, no, no... not again," I groaned, rubbing my swollen belly. It was the middle of the night, and my cravings were back with a vengeance.

The first trimester was bad, but this was just… unbearable, like a ghost was twisting my insides.

The smell of kimchi wafting from the fridge? No. Sweet, sugary honeydew melon? Absolutely not. My stomach was screaming for… pickles? And a scoop of vanilla ice cream? This was ridiculous, even for me.

Dragging myself out of bed, I shuffled down the hallway, the familiar yearning pulling me forward.

My brain was screaming for a weird mix: a pickle, a handful of cashews, a spoonful of strawberry jam, and a slice of cold pizza—and yes, a carton of vanilla ice cream from the freezer.

The fridge was a little too loud, and I was worried about waking Jimin. I knew this was a bizarre combination, but my pregnancy hormones were making my taste buds go haywire.

I was halfway through my weird assortment when I heard the creak of the floorboards behind me.

Jimin : "snowflake? What are you doing up at this hour?"

Jimin's voice, thick with sleep, came from the doorway.

Yoongi : "Just… snacking,"

I mumbled, shoving a mouthful of the weird mix into my mouth.

Jimin : “Again ,At this hour? This… this mix? You’re pregnant, Yoongi, not possessed by a demon!”

Jimin’s voice, though concerned, held a hint of scolding. My stomach twisted in protest, not at the food, but at his tone.

My hormones were already on edge, making me extra sensitive. They were like a new flavor craving, but this one was emotions instead of food.

Yoongi: “Don’t talk to me like that!”

I retorted, my voice cracking with a sudden surge of tears. I was tired of being treated like I was some kind of alien being.

Jimin : "Yoongi, what’s wrong?"

Jimin rushed towards me, his concern evident. But my anger, amplified by the pregnancy hormones, was a raging fire.

Yoongi: “You think it’s easy, Jimin?”

I choked back sobs, feeling the tears burning my eyes.

Yoongi : “The fatigue, the cravings, the mood swings… You have no idea!”

I was tired of feeling like I was losing control, like my body was betraying me.

Before I could stop myself, I grabbed the glass of water sitting on the counter and flung it at Jimin.

The water splashed against his chest, soaking his shirt. Immediately, guilt and shame flooded me.