chapter 27 | Shared bed

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"Are you okay...?" I speak in her ear and tuck some strands of hair behind it. "It hurts a lot...I feel like dying..." she leans back to be against me but answers in a little voice full of weakness. I hate to see her like that, I want her to smile, laugh or tease me. "My baby..." I pass the back of my hand over her warm cheek but press a kiss on it. I know what could relieve that pain the most but we're not at a good moment or situation to do it.

She stops playing with the item but turns to the side, to rest her head on my chest and cuddle up against me. "I feel like crying..." she puts her hands over her face to cover it but I slide onto the floor to lean on the wall but hold her tight. "No...don't cry baby..." I run my fingers through her hair and try to soothe her. I know myself too well and if she starts to cry, I'm going to cry too. "Don't cry...this is going to be okay. I promise. I know it's hard but try to think about something else..." I pull her hands down and caress her cheek.

"I want to be in my bed..." she snivels but puts her hood on to conceal her features and maybe not have to deal with the lights. "I know..." I kiss her forehead but hold her close. Since I don't know what to do but want to help, I grab the leather jacket I took off and lay it over her body to pass my hand underneath and slide it under her skirt that is tightened around her waist. "Isn't it going to make you feel better if you eat something?" I rub her lower stomach as she's keeping her head where it is. "No...I feel nauseous..."

I sigh but keep my eyes on her as I wish I could take the pain away from her and have to be the one dealing with it. I keep massaging the same area but never look away from her. "Here is your food guys," the teacher suddenly comes back with the dishes we asked for and places them on the table. I don't remove my hand from y/n's warm skin but continue the motion of it on the perfect spot to relieve the pain with the heat and frictions of my hand as much as possible.

"Thank you!" my three friends dig in the food without waiting but I stay on my spot, taking care of y/n. Mino turns around with an inquisitive look. "You aren't eating?" he chews on his food. I shake my head but see him peeking at y/n. "Why?"

"She's in pain...I'm going to wait a little..." I tell him the real reason of this but he nods with a smile upon his face. "Can you ask for a bottle of banana milk?" I ask him to do for y/n as I know this might help her a little bit and he puts his chopsticks down to raise his hand, and do it. "Excuse me? Sir?" he seeks the attention of a waiter who passed by and this one leans towards him. "Yes?"

"Do you have some banana milk here?" he demands exactly what I wanted to but the man shows some negativity. "No, I'm sorry sir but we only sell simple milk."

"Oh..." he turns towards me. "Is that ok?" he looks at me but I nod. That's better than nothing. "Alright, I'm coming back with it right now," he kindly responds and acts quickly so I thank Mino and wait for the man to be back. I fix my leather jacket over y/n to make sure we don't see anything of what I'm doing underneath and I massage her the best way possible.

In short seconds, the waiter comes back and hands me the drink so I thank him with a smile and take it, removing my hand from her stomach to open the carton and plant the straw in it. "Here baby, drink this," I hold it to my girl's mouth and she clasps the straw with her lips, to sip on it.

20 minutes later...

The behavior and body language of y/n telling me she's asleep, I end the rest of the milk and put the bottle on the floor. I slowly and delicately move towards the table and place the pillow under y/n's butt, to keep her on me and make sure she sleeps peacefully without dealing with the cramps.

I take hold of my chopsticks and eat bit per bit, to not drop anything on y/n and risk to stain her clothes. "Do you want me to hold your baby while you're feeding yourself?" Mino teasingly remarks but I shake my head while chewing on my food. "No one touches her."

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