Miracles in December (kaisoo Mpreg)

Chapter Forty Five

Chapter Forty Five:

(Miracles in December)

Kyungsoo's POV:

The sound of my alarm pounding through my head, was already irritating me. Usually, I wouldn't really wine at my alarm ringing on the fine hours of the morning.

My favorite time of the day was when the rising sun was on its way to becoming morning. The few left minutes that the dawn could give before the raging bright sun brighten the day was magnificent.

These moments were the only time where you somewhat got the silence of the world. Silence was kind of what some people crave for. Peace. Before the world wakes up and the whole day turns chaotic.

Today, though, was not that day. I wanted to sleep. The kids woke me up all through the nights with their kicking. What made me more sleepless, was not their kicking- which was mostly the reason- it was the worrying that kept me at night. These painful kicks- that were not from the kids- were at times unbearable.

Something was definitely going wrong. The first two trimesters were going fine. The only horrible things were the morning sickness, but that stopped after a few months into the pregnancy.

I wanted to go to the doctor so bad but that meant that I had to tell my parents and Kai about it. And I didn't want to worry them the day that we're supposed to start the supposed 'honeymoon'.

Without wanting to, I take my worries to the back of my mind, and get up from my bed, almost destroying the alarm by trying to shut it off with my eyes half asleep.

I can smell Korean food from the kitchen. Mom must be happy that she's going on a vacation, unlike me; I rather stay in my pajamas, and start the summer watching Korean dramas. Instead I have to go to my pretend honeymoon with my parents with an annoying Baekhyun and his baby daddy.

I shut the water off and carefully step out of the bathtub. While I dry myself, I groan in pain. I steady myself on the edge of the counter while my hand presses on the side of my bump where it hurts. I wait until the feeling passes and then return to get my clothes on.

"Please don't let one of my kids be hurt. Let them be healthy," I say to god in a worry, hush voice.

Feeling uneasy at my sudden worrying, I hurry out of the restroom so that I could pack my bag that was yet to be done.

Kai was awake now. He was putting things and taking things out of his sports back. His caramel skin tone on the back of his body was toned from dancing all the time. He must of have been using the school work out room as well.

I go to the closet and grab seven from my maternity shirts. There isn't any shirts that I like. All these shirts are ugly but none of my shirts fit me anymore. This are the only shirts available that look at least decent on me. I have like twenty, half of them pure black. There is a light blue one but the color isn't a good color on me.

Then my maternity pants are next. Maternity pants are the worst thing out of the maternity clothes. I'm not really a fan of pants that have like black fabric attach to it so that it stretches over my stomach. They look so ugly on me because they were design specifically on women.

I just grab a handful without counting and then move on to my underwear. Let's not speak about that.

I then throw a bunch of socks, two pairs of shoes, my bunny slippers, and sandals for when I get go to the pool. I can't forget my laptop and at least a book to read while I'm in the car so I put those things as well.

After I have put my vitamins and prenatal vitamins as well, I close my bag. I put my shoes on swollen feet, grab my pregnancy pillow and try to leave out the door with the bag on my shoulder.