Waves Crashed || MYG

Chapter 11

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Back was aching. Head was dizzy. Everything revolving around me makes me want to puke my guts out. I had the same feeling again. And I was slowly becoming tired of it.

I got up quickly, having no time to check what was around me. All I do see what a bathroom in front of me. I started to dizzyingly walk to the bathroom and stumblingly kneeled down in front of the toilet. I puked some of my morning sickness of pregnancy stages. After I vomited, I took deep breaths, following Dr. Sun's instructions again.

I frowned as I felt suspicious. Something felt as if I did this before. From where I walked, from where I thought, I was doing the same thing over again. As I looked around me, it was the same bathroom from yesterday where I vomited. I looked through the open door and I was in Jimin's room, in evidence to see a Chimmy plushie beside the closet. Am I dreaming again?

I blinked my eyes multiple times, rubbing my fingers to my eyelids, I could feel myself being mixed with the days that passes by. And from a smell of pancakes and bacon ran through my nose, I felt hungry. Obviously, as a woman with pregnancy cravings, I tend to lose all my thoughts and just imagine eating that delicious food on the plate.

I ignored everything from what I thought of and twisted the door knob then opened it. The smell became stronger. I could even smell a bit of sweetness of the pancakes. Just imaging the maple syrup spreading over the pancake with butter in the middle. Ah, I love it.

My eyes widen as my brows raised. I remembered. I remembered this happened yesterday. I remembered waking up with morning sickness, going downstairs, seeing Yoongi in front of the counter, cooking delicious food. I smiled as I thought of seeing him again. His warm smile, adorable laughs, beautiful figure..he was perfect. I hope he's just as perfect as yesterday.

I began to run downstairs. That's right. Run. I'm too excited to see him again. I'm longing for a kiss on the cheek as he lays out a plate of his magic. I smiled brighter and brighter as I took one step down. I slowed down as I reached the last step.

As I faced the doorway of the dining table, my smiled faded. Five men were looking at me. One was cooking. The aura was quiet, and everyone stopped what they were doing. I knew these men and I was disappointed not seeing my man.

"Morning Y/N." Jimin greeted as he stood up, gesturing me to take over his chair.

I ignored the other mens' morning greets. I didn't say any synonym word for morning. Jimin noticed me staying still so he approached me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and kept whispering, 'Are you okay?'. I was spacing out. I didn't want to deal with people. Let alone, Jimin. Yet, I said something that made them quiet. "Where is he?"

"Who?" Jimin asked.

"Yoongi."

With that being said, the whole room was quiet. It was like, as if Yoongi was he-who-must-not-be-named. Why aren't they concerned of their friend? I'm always questioning their actions everyday as they let Yoongi be.

I saw Jimin sighed and said, "He's upstairs."

As soon I heard, I turned around and began to walk. But Jimin stopped me. I looked at him, with a confusion. Why won't you let me go?

"With her." My smile soon became dull.

He spent the whole day with me. We ate together, we shopped together; he even won me a teddy bear from that stupid machine. We enjoyed the sunset from the beach. He smiled so sweetly, that I began to love him again. His smiles were so genuine, to see that he's really happy. We made love..and I was really happy that we did. He was happy with me. I loved his comfort. But just why all of a sudden, he goes to her?