Mew's POV
He asked me to lift him in the middle of the crowd. I can't say no, right? I have no choice but to carry him.
"Am I heavy, boo?" He asked me. We used the elevator to the parking.
I can hear a group of teenagers teasing us. I can hear them say sweet and cheesy and Gulf doesn't mind them at all.
"Boo, I am thirsty." How does he expect me to give him water in this situation?
"Later, bii. In the car."
Imagine how I managed to open the car while carrying him and all our shopping bags. I put him down on the car seat and grab our water tumbler.
"That was tiring." He whined. Just wow.
"Rest first." I just caressed his hair. "Do you want to go home already?" I asked him.
"We can have dinner here then grocery after."
"Then why are we here? You should have told me to go straight to the restaurant." I told him. He can sit and rest there too.
"What's your problem? Why is it an issue for you? Was it so tiring to walk from there to here?" He raised his voice.
"Calm down. I don't have a problem with it. Why are you being hot-headed?"
He did not answer.
Is he mad?
I should be extra careful about talking to him given that he is more sensitive than normal.
I was about to apologize when he spoke again.
"But you know bii, I've been thinking about seafood since last night. Oh my gosh. and pizza and ice cream and red velvet cake. I can't wait. Let's go." What has just happened? His mood transition is too quick.
"Bii, what ice cream are you talking about? You can't have enough sweets." Let me be strict with this at least.
"Do you think I'm the one who wants to eat it so badly? It was Alexander and Natasha, boo."
"And who are those people? Why would I care about them?"
"Your little peanuts. damn it!"
"Bii, tell them that I am not allowing ice cream for them."
"And they said they hate you already even before seeing you."
"I am serious. No sweets, bii. Can you at least follow me for once? You know I can give you everything if it's good for you. Please try to eat something healthier. This is not just for you but for our babies as well. Are we on the same page?"
He nodded. I know he is disappointed but we need to do this. I can't say yes to everything he wants.
We returned inside and searched for a restaurant offering healthy foods.
The foods on the menu are quite decent.
"Choose your food, bii."
"Why don't you choose it yourself? You will just disagree with everything I want. I am telling you, I don't like everything here."
"So you're not going to eat just because you don't like the food? Bii, you are pregnant. I hope you don't forget that."
"I just hope I am not. Do you think I want this? I am just trying my best to accept this for you because I can see you happy with this. I don't want this."
He stood up and grabbed the car keys from me.
"Don't drive. Fuck it."
"I won't."
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