| mara's point of view
I'm on my fifth month now and every morning I am awakened by a strong feeling of nausea. Today was not much of a difference. At around 7am, I shot up from bed, running to the bathroom and straight to the sink where I began to throw up from extreme nausea. I could literally feel the discomfort of acids rising up from my stomach to my throat and the taste my own vomit in my mouth. I freaking hate it.
Jimin woke up, hearing me from the bathroom. I didn't notice him at first because I was so busy at the moment. He turned the faucet on, letting my vomit drain into the sink before he smoothed his hand on my back and catching some of the hair that hung over my face.
"Thanks." I said after rinsing my mouth and brushing my teeth to get rid of the nasty after taste. "Sorry if I woke you up but I couldn't help it. I hate having to throw up every morning."
"I should be the one saying sorry." He gave me a smile as he plant a kiss on my forehead. "We did this together but you're the only one suffering."
"It's okay. You can just make it up to me after." I smiled and snaked my arms around his back, resting my head against his chest.
"Let's go back to bed?" Jimin asked when I pulled away.
"I don't feel like lying down. I still kinda feel nauseous. You sleep." I told him. "I'll go down and make breakfast."
"Wait. I'll come with you." Jimin put on a shirt and sweat pants over his boxers and we both headed down to the kitchen.
I asked Jimin to get the tray of eggs out from the fridge while I cut up some green and yellow bellpeppers. We worked side by side, smiling at each other. I sliced some fruits too and put it neatly on plates. When he was done beating the eggs, he positioned himself behind me and gave me a back hug while I added the vegetables in.
"Jimin, stop." I whined as he kissed my cheek once and pulled on the cardigan I had over my thin night dress, exposing my bare shoulders that he then pestered with his plump lips.
"Well, I was watching you innocently from the back but I keep having dirty thoughts.." Jimin hovered his lips over my ear.
"This is why you should've just slept when I told you to." I shrugged him off but he was sticking to me like rice on a spoon.
"Why? You don't feel like it?" Jimin whined but gave up eventually, "Fine. I'll try to behave but let's stay like this hm?"
I smiled and let him hug me. He's just so persistent. I thought it's sweet and cute of him to give up easily when I tell him to but I was dead wrong.
"Jimin!" I said in a whine when I felt his hand down my butt, smoothing his palm over them gently while smirking.
"Sorry." Jimin kissed my shoulder again them he gave my butt another squeeze, "but I just love this so much, babe. I love you so so so much.."
"Park Jimin." I pried his hands off my ass and said, "Don't you sweet talk me."
"Hey, don't get mad. Just trying to get you in the mood and trying my luck." Jimin chuckled. He then began to feel my stomach, softly humming a melody. I don't know what it is but it's really soothing the baby.
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