Belly Capacity

Chapter 3

*10 minutes later*
Gray walks out from the restroom clutching his stomach.

"Gray, please go lay down in my bed.", I say worryingly.

Without his playful talking back, he walks slowly to my bed while holding his belly.
"It's strange to see Gray so fragile and open", I think to myself.

"Ooh my tummy", Grayson moans quietly while curled up in my bed.

I bite my lip. It is so cute but yet so sad.

"I can go to the store to get some medicine if you need it?", I ask.

"N-no, it's fine.",Grayson groans.

I switch on my heating pad and walk over to him.

"Gray, this will help.", I say.

I lift his t shirt up and his belly is swollen round. I place the warm pad on his lower belly and rub softly at the top. Feeling his body relax under my hand a little, I begin to move my hand to the mid section of his distended stomach.
"Harp, it hurts.", Grayson groans.
"Shh, shh. It's okay", I hush him while still rubbing his sick belly.
Finally Grayson falls asleep while clutching my hand as I rubbed his tender round belly. Hushing him every so often when he moaned in his sleep.

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the following morning

"Hey Harp.", I hear as I get nudged awake.

I groan and squint my eyes.

"Morning.", Grayson smirks.

"Feeling better?", I say, sitting up.

He nods and clears his throat trying to keep his cool bad boy attitude.
He clearly felt embarrassed for needing the comfort and care last night.

"You know, it's okay to be sick Gray.",I reassure.
Glancing at his belly that is now covered by his t shirt, still bloated from the night before.

Our conversation is paused by the door bell ringing.

"Rise and shine Herpy.", Jack calls.

I open the door rolling my eyes at the sight of my brother.

"When will you stop calling my Herpy.", I whine.

"When you actually clean your flat." He mutters while picking up a towel of the couch.

"Gray?", Jack exclaims

"What are you doing here man.", Jack asks.

I begin too panic. They are best friends but I'm still Jack's younger sister. I don't think Jack would like the thought of us around each other alone.

"What's up bro, I couldn't find you this morning so I thought I'd check for you here.", Grayson replies confidently.

Good save Gray.

"Oh yeah I stayed over at Alison's" Jack says grinning like he had won a trophy.

Ew, Gross. Jack seems to think because I'm a couple years younger that I don't understand what that smile indicates. 
I roll my eyes to myself.

"Oh yeah? Nice one", Gray grins back and nods.

"Jesus man are you pregnant or something", Jack jokes while poking Grays bloated round belly hard.

I watch as Graysons jaw clenches and he laughs through the pain.

"Get off me dickhead", Grayson slaps his hand away.

"Alright let's go. The football is on soon.", Jack gives me a quick pat on the head like he always does and leaves.
"Thanks Harp.", Grayson smiles shyly, picking up his denim jacker and follows after Jack.