"It's nice to meet you, please look after me well"
"Oh we'll do more than look after you..."
Where you become BTS's maid but get more than what you bargained for.
Of course, you overheard the boys talk about the bet. Of course, you thought about being childish and adhering to this bet. But right now Y/n needs someone to comfort her and that's exactly what you're going to do. That doesn't mean you can't refrain from any physical contact though...
You smirk at the thought. Something tells him that Y/n's pregnancy hormones are going to make her more sexually active. You did catch a glimpse of an article in her pregnancy magazine before it was ripped up after all.
Opening the door to Y/n's bedroom you find that she is nowhere to be seen. You wander around the room a little craning your neck as you look for her but finally find the said woman with her hands on her stomach looking in the mirror curiously.
You don't know what suddenly rushes through you but suddenly you're protectively pulling her back into your chest wrapping your arms around her waist and resting your hands on her not so noticeable baby bump. For all you know, that might be your child growing in there. Red slowly taints Y/n's cheeks as she blushes at your possessive action. She smiles softly before looking away shyly "Be careful..."
You scrunch your eyebrows up in confusion looking straight ahead at her reflection in the mirror "Why?" you question her curiously. "Well you're with Jungkook aren't you? He's yours to hold like this Tae." Wow, how the hell was she quick enough to catch that? "Before you start wondering how I came to that conclusion..." Y/n interrupts your thoughts smirking slightly "...I've got two words for you: Female intuition."
You smirk at her cheekiness and lean down towards her soft, milky skin lightly leaving lingering kisses on the exposed area. Your smirk only grows bigger when you see in the mirror the content look on Y/n's face, her eyes closed and a smile occupying her lips at your touch "You seem to be enjoying yourse-" "Hormones" she cuts you off opening her eyes to look at you.
"Bullshit" you blatantly reply, a hint of cheekiness in your tone. "You really want to fight with a pregnant woman?" she crosses her arms cocking a brow at you. You eye her scary expression before shaking your head slightly nervous "Not in the slightest."
"Good answer" Y/n laughs but suddenly grows a little nervous as she fully turns to face you. You see her start to shake a little and look down "W-what did the others say? A-are they mad? A-are y-you mad? Am I-I going t-to get kicked out...?"
