《Monster》Chapter 17
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"Can i?" Sehun asked moving his hand forward a little.
Suho nodded frantically as the baby inside wobbled again. Sehun quickly bought his hand over and placed it over Suho's finely round belly covered by a thin layer of a maternity t-shirt.
"I felt it move here." Suho spoke taking Se hand and placed it over the place he last felt the baby move.
Suho's tummy was relatively cold and Sehun knew Suho had been cold before and thank god for his stubbornness he placed a warm blanket over Suho ,else the man would've frozen himself and the baby both to death.
"I don't feel it?" Sehun said after a minute or so of him moving his hand around the belly to catch any movements of the little one inside.
"It stopped, i can't feel it either now." Suho sighed biting his bottom lip. The feeling to him was something surprising and unusual, it was like someone set free thousands of butterflies in his tummy. He felt really ticklish like he did when he drank a lot of water and felt it move inside his tummy, but this feeling was far better.
Sehun frowned pulling his hand back to himself. He really did want to feel the baby move, but he was pretty much glad over the fact that he didn't miss the first time his Suho felt the movement. God knows how would he have even be able to forgive himself if he missed it like he missed Suho's first four months of pregnancy.
"I'll just go then sleep in the guest room.." Sehun mumbled. He knew for a fact that Suho wasn't going to let him sleep in the same bed, hell even the same room so it was better if he went and slept in the guest room himself other than being told by Suho to do so.
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"You could..you can sleep here?" Suho suggested biting his lip. He himself didn't know what was happening to him. He didn't want Yoongi to think that he was going to forgive him this easily but Suho couldn't resist the urge of falling into Sehun's arms and crying and telling the man he loves him and how he's forgiven.
A smile took over Sehun's dull features, it was like his pale face brightened again. "But..not the same bed..." Suho added quickly seeing the way Sehun's face gleamed.
Sehun nodded instantly because that was something, even though Suho wasn't letting him sleep in the same bed he did ask Sehun to sleep in the same room. "Thank you." Sehun smiled placing a dry kiss over Suho's forehead.
Suho was pretty much sure Sehun was thinking he's forgiven(which he wasn't(or was in process off)) and he also knew if he kept doing this, by means letting Sehun loose, Sehun will think the pasts all clear.
"I'm just letting you stay here so...you don't miss the baby's movement if it moves again." Suho had tried to sound as polite as possible but the words came out like venom. Sehun nodded his head in understanding. He knew exactly where Suho was coming from so instead of speaking anything he smiled and walked over to the couch and sprawled on it.
It would be a lie to say that both the boys got the perfect sleep because neither of them slept. While Suho kept tossing and turning Sehun kept stealing glances at the pregnant man worried if Suho wasn't feeling comfortable or if he needed anything.
It was around four when Suho felt his eyes close, the baby had drained all his energy and he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer.
Meanwhile Sehun didn't rest his eyes for one second, he kept looking at Suho from afar with care and adoration, he really missed being next to Suho and cuddling the smaller boy who always frowned and mumbled how he wanted to be the big spoon but at the end, ended up being the small spoon since he couldn't cuddle up Sehun entirely.
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Sehun sure did miss the days when he wasn't such a jerk and so much into his work and spent all his time talking to Suho not attending meetings.
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Suho woke up when the clock was at half past nine, he hurriedly ran to the bathroom to let out the bile he felt rising in his throat the movement he sat up.
He fell down on his knees, mouth over the pot as he let all the food he had consumed out of his system. Fuck! he cursed because damn his luck the morning sickness was back.
Once he was done he got up with the support of the pot and flushed the disgusting bile he had let out walking over to the sink and started to brush his teeth.
Once he was satisfied the yucky taste of the bile in his mouth was replaced by the pleasant strawberry one of his toothpaste he gargled and washed his face.
He had ran to the bathroom in such a hurry he hadn't even realised if Sehun was still in the room or not. and apparently when Suho entered Sehun wasn't there.
What was i even thinking? Suho thought shaking his head and bitterly chuckled thinking Sehun would actually be here instead of going to his office.
Not giving it much if a thought Suho walked out of the bedroom only to be met with a surprise in the kitchen. There stood Sehun wearing a pink coloured apron cooking on the gas with the silly white chef's hat on.
Sehun turned around when he heard the footsteps echo in the room and his face lit up seeing Suho standing there. "Morning cutie." he smiled.
"Morning." Suho coughed out in his not so pleasant morning voice as he walked over to the dining table and sat down.
"Where's NariAh ?" Suho asked because why was Sehun cooking? It wasn't like Suho didn't like Sehun's cooking, he loved it but the last time Sehun had cooked for Suho was before he started his own business.
"I told her i would cook you breakfast today, gave her some time off." Suho replied flipping the pancakes on the pan. He then quickly moved to the cupboards to pull out two china dishes and cups.
Suho nodded even though Sehun couldn't see him. Sehun then turned and walked over to the table and laid the china and glass in front of Suho walking over to the oven he picked up two pans and walked back to the dining table.
He placed a perfectly made sunny side up egg on the table and three chocolate chip pancakes by it's side. Suho's mouth watered already.
Sehun then walked over to the sink and dropped the pans inside, as he made his way over to the fridge and pulled out a juice carton.
Suho gawked Sehun's every move, taken a back by his actions. Sehun shut the fridge door close and walked over to the dining table again this time pulling the chair next to Suho's and setting himself down he poured the juice in the two glasses.
"Sehun , you don't have to do all this.." Suho spoke obviously seeing that Sehun was trying so hard.
"I know but i wanted to do this." Sehun smiled fondly at Suho . "Please eat now."
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