Eternal Love

~8~

Third Person POV

Jimin and Taehyung lay down on the bed, sighing at the feeling of the soft bed hitting their sore backs. They had just returned from a, yet another, doctor's appointment. Jimin was in his fifth month while Tae was nearing the end of his fourth.

"Kookie! Come and cuddle us." Jimin looked at the younger man who was frowning at his phone.

"Give me a second, Minnie. I just got a weird text from Jackson." He holds the phone so the two pregnant men can see.

"'Keep an eye out.' What do you think that means?" Taehyung rubs his belly, wincing at the sudden discomfort that took place. He heads to the bathroom before he ended up pissing himself in the middle of their conversation.

They wait for him to return before laying back under the covers, both tummies being rubbed by Jungkook's hands. "I hope things go smooth. We have to wait only four and six more months. I want to hold both of my babies in my arms so bad."

"What do you think you're having Taehyungie?" Jimin giggled as Jungkook's fingers brushed against one of his ticklish areas.

"I don't know. A boy maybe." His palms smooth out the creases of the sheets over his stomach. "More like I hope I'm having a boy."

"Just one more month until we can know for sure."

The two hum in response as sleep takes over their bodies. The youngest chuckles placing kisses on their foreheads and swollen bellies.

Yoongi smiles, perking Hoseok on the lips. Giggling at the way the younger man stroked his cheek. "Good morning, hobi."

"Good morning, kitten." They stared into each other's eyes, taking in the sweet moment they were sharing. That was until Yoongi shot up, dashing to the bathroom. Hoseok closes at his heels. "Are you okay?" He kneeled down next to the man who was emptying out the fancy meal they had shared last night. Rubbing his back before helping him stand on his shaky limbs.

"I'm fine. Probably food poisoning or something like that."

"I don't know." He hands him his toothbrush so he could wash out the taste from his mouth. "Maybe it's not that small of a thing. You could be sick or worst."

"I only threw up. That's all. Normal people do that too." The foul taste was replaced with the minty one the toothpaste gave. "I'll get over it."

"If you say so..." He didn't sound very convinced but Yoongi was very hard to compromise with. "But if this gets any worse, we are taking you to get it checked out."

"Okay, hobi. Let's just get back to bed so we can cuddle." They returned to the bed, pulling the sheet to their chin. Falling asleep again in each others' arms.

Jin laughed as Namjoon chased him around the room, planning on kissing the elder to death. "You can't run from me!"

"Yes, I can. Watch me!" They were glad that the floors were double soundproof, or else the person in the room downstairs would complain to Jin's father by now because the noise was too much for an early Saturday morning.

Seokjin climbs over the bed, trying to create some distance between the two. And it worked but not for very long. Namjoon just rolled over the bed and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist to keep him from running away or escaping. "Now what was it that you wanted me to watch you do?"

"Oh, shut up."

The young kisses his temples before moving to the bed. Laying down on the soft mattress. "Too much excitement for this hour in the morning."