Jaebum:
You had decided to lounge around with your husband after he found out he had a free day off. It was raining outside and you couldn't help but be moody with the weather. You two were watching a drama peacefully when a very explicit scene came up. An explicit scene to you. The main character had been hit by a car and was rushed into the hospital. When the doctor announced that the girl was in a coma, you started tearing up for no reason. The pillow that you were holding was starting to dampen due to your tears. Jaebum looked up from his laptop and frowned. He had taken the opportunity to work on lyrics while accompanying you as well.
''What's wrong jagiya?'' He asked. ''Everything is wrong with the drama!'' You cried. He looked at the screen then back at you. ''The girl is lying down on the hospital bed.'' He commented. You threw your hands in the air. ''That's the point, she's dying.'' You said angrily. ''Calm down, stress is not good for the baby.'' Jaebum murmured. ''It's these stupid hormones from me being pregnant.'' You muttered. ''The male character; look at him.'' You sobbed. He silently obeyed as to not infuriate you any further. ''He is good looking.'' Jaebum stated. ''I know he is.'' You yelled. ''Is he more good looking than me?'' He chuckled. You stared at your barefaced husband. ''What kind of question is this? Of course it's you. You're my everything.''
You crossed your arms over your chest. ''Ouch.'' You stuttered when you hit your tender breasts. Without saying a word, Jaebum leaned over and unclasped your bra. ''Is this better?'' He inquired. ''Yes, thank you.'' You said. ''Want me to massage it?'' Jaebum offered. ''Pervert.'' You mumbled. You two sat in silence before another dialogue scene made you tear up again. ''The male character didn't even confess to the main character yet! I ship this couple together. The girl better not die.'' You muttered. ''I am sure she won't.'' Jaebum reassured you. ''How do you know? Have you watched it?'' You demanded. ''No, I haven't.'' Was his quick response.
''I am hungry. Do you think you can get me some ice cream?'' You asked hopefully. Jaebum gave a groan but when he saw your pout, he agreed. ''Thank you Jaebummie!'' You clapped your hands in delight.
Half an hour later, he returned from the convenience store with a plastic bag. He pulled out a tub of mint chocolate ice cream and handed it to you with a metal spoon. You took it gratefully and gulped down several scoops of ice cream. You being ravenous were an understatement. Jaebum watched with amusement as you finished the tub in less than 15 minutes. ''Did our baby appreciate the ice cream?'' He teased. ''Jaebummie is the best!'' You said happily. You nuzzled your head into his neck while he cooed over you. To be honest, Jaebum didn't know how to handle the rest of your mood swings throughout your pregnancy.
Jinyoung:
You sat up groggily as you heard your name being called from downstairs. ''Y/N! Where are you?'' Your husband yelled from the front entrance. ''I'm in the bedroom.'' You softly said. Jinyoung appeared through the doorway several minutes later and stared at your figure on the bed; you were wearing one of his shirts and pajama pants. ''I thought I told you to get ready before leaving for practice jagi?'' He raised his eyebrows. ''I'm just so tired.'' You mumbled. You did look exhausted to Jinyoung although you had slept in this morning.
''You know what, we can cancel lunch with the boys.'' He finally replied, taking out his phone in the process and calling Youngjae to let the others know. ''But-'' you opened your mouth to protest. ''No buts, I don't mind missing lunch with the boys. Besides, you know what happens when BamBam and Yugyeom bring their girlfriends, they act all mushy and stuff.'' Jinyoung said. ''I don't think that is healthy for the baby to see.'' He added. That was Jinyoung's way to make you feel better; making sarcastic comments or sharing one of the maknae line's embarrassing moments.
''I thought the only sensible member was Youngjae but it was just an hour ago when I caught Youngjae and his wife making out in the empty practice room.'' Jinyoung paused, ''it wasn't a pretty sight.'' You giggled in amusement; when was Youngjae considered the sensible one out of the maknae line? (Tbh, they are all crackheads)
''And Jaebum, seriously, I'm not even going to start ranting about him. Remember the last time you visited me at the studio? I found Jaebum's dirty boxers behind the recording equipment before you came. Can't they control themselves in pubic?'' Jinyoung continued. ''And BamBam. I could literally hear his moans a mile away even though his girlfriend isn't even making a move. These kids are contaminating my innocent brain.'' Jinyoung rolled his eyes.
''Sounds about right.'' You teased, rubbing your belly that has started to bloat. ''I thought Mark was suppose to be the mature one. Nope, found him and his wife kissing quite loudly in front of the studio entrance. In front of window I may add. Is he asking for a death wish or a scandal?'' Jinyoung said.
''I'm starving.'' You murmured. ''I'm going to go make some food and no, we are not having pickle sandwiches again. Don't even ask, that's all you have been eating for the last couple of days.'' Jinyoung said firmly. ''Can you get me a bag of flaming hot cheetos with strawberry yogurt?'' You pleaded. When Jinyoung heard that combination, he scrunched up his nose. "What kind of food cravings are these?'' He frowned. ''Ask our baby.'' You defended. ''I mean it's better than pickle sandwiches with peanut butter.'' Jinyoung stated, ''I'll be right back.'' Let's just say that there is going to be many rounds of grocery shopping for your cravings.
Mark:
You opened your eyes sleepily and looked around you. The room was partially dimmed and through the curtains, you could make out a shadow of the streetlights upon the darkness. Your husband was sound asleep next to you, arms wrapped gently around your waist that has start to expand as the week went by. You stared at your sleeping husband as you listened to his steady breathing. Mark hasn't been getting as much rest as he should due to promotions abroad and you were honestly worried for his health. You had found him gone when you woke up early in the morning and found a text message saying that he had went to practice the new choreography alone. You know it was his job as an idol but sometimes you detest the lack of sleep caused by his busy schedule. (I hope the boys aren't overworking themselves)
You had wanted to stay in the bed a little longer but the sudden nausea prevented you from doing so. You ran to the bathroom across the bedroom as your stomach began to churn uncomfortably. Your kneecaps hit the floor as you nearly collapsed in front of the toilet bowl and emptied your stomach. You haven't eaten anything heavy in particular the night before but you just kept having the urge to throw up. You knew that it could be worse but when you are kneeling in front of the toilet, there's not much of a bright side to think of.
Your throat was strained as you continued to puke. Your morning sickness wasn't that bad but it always came unexpectedly, often waking both you and Mark up when you least want to. You felt especially guilty since you knew Mark needed that rest. You felt the dry heaving stop momentarily then, ''Jagiya?'' Came a husky voice from the doorway.
You flushed the toilet and stood up, reaching upwards and pushing the window open to let the smell out. You turned around to see Mark shirtless and wearing a pair of boxers. ''Why didn't you wake me up?'' He frowned. ''You need sleep more than I do. Besides with the promotions going on, you barely get enough hours of sleep.'' You simply answered. ''Yah! Don't say that, this baby is ours. Besides sleep can come later, you need me right now and I'm not letting you handle this on your own.'' He murmured. You looked at him gratefully. How did you find a husband as perfect and caring as Mark?
He gently rubbed circles on your back as you threw up again. ''This is terrible.'' You groaned, ''I don't think I can do this anymore.'' He squeezed your hand for reassurance and whispered, ''It's going to be worth it, I promise you.'' You nodded slowly and nestled yourself into Mark's arms. ''I'm going to go get you some crackers and ginger tea then we can go back to bed yeah?'' He asked. You fell asleep again to Mark humming softly and his hands reaching underneath your shirt to rest on your belly. ''Sweet talk to me babe, it's magical, sweet lullaby.''
Jackson:
You rested your head against the window, listening to your husband loudly blasting pop music in the car space. You were holding a paper bag under your chin to prevent you from throwing up everywhere in the car. You two were currently on your way to see your close friends, from central Seoul to Busan. It was quite a long ride, around 2-3 hours of driving.
You tapped Jackson's thighs to get his attention from staring at the highway. ''What is it jagiya?'' He asked, not bothering to look at you. His grip on the wheel was tight and his lips were pursed together. ''How far is the next gas station?'' You inquired. Jackson checked the GPS then answered, ''Around 100 meters from here, why?'' You looked down at your feet. ''I have to go to the bathroom.'' He glanced at you briefly then nodded, ''We don't have enough gas for the next hour anyways. I guess we can stop there so you can have a bathroom break.''
You pushed open the car door and sprinted to the direction of a restroom sign. You held the handle and tried to pry it open but the door didn't budge. You failed to notice that there was a fallen paper that said, 'ask one of the staff for the key to enter'. You ran back to the car where Jackson was waiting patiently with a pump patrol in hand. ''You are done so quick?'' He asked cheekily. ''No, the bathroom door is locked.'' You said. ''Oh, you have to ask one of the staff for the key.'' He said, pointing to one of the man dressed in a grey uniform. ''I didn't know that.'' You mumbled in embarrassment. ''Your ears are red.'' Jackson stated. You smacked him on the arm teasingly. ''You're so mean!''
You sighed in relief after you were done with your business then washed your hands quickly before heading back to the car. ''Ready?'' He questioned. You nodded and grab your snack stash that was stowed away in the backseat. You dipped your chips in apple sauce and ate it happily. ''What're you eating?'' Jackson asked, eyes still fixed in front of the road. ''The car smells like-'' He hesitated, ''chips and apple sauce?'' You giggled and replied, ''Do you want some?'' His jaw dropped after he watched you eat while the traffic light was still red. ''This looks unappetizing.'' He teased.
You started crying, not because that you were possibly offended by Jackson's words, but because your hormones were a mess. He was startled by your outburst. ''I am so sorry jagi! Please don't cry.'' He exclaimed. ''I need to pee again.'' You said, wiping the tears streaming down your face. ''Again? You went like 20 minutes ago.'' He groaned. ''It's not my fault that your baby is pressing on my bladder.'' You said sarcastically. ''Okay fine, last time that we are going to stop.'' Jackson said firmly. ''I can't promise you I can keep it in.'' You stated. There were many rounds of visiting the gas station before finally arriving at your destination.
Youngjae:
You fumbled around in the dark, trying to find your phone and check the time. Your migraine was really taking a toll on you and you felt exhausted. Your phone lit up as you pressed your index finger onto the screen. You winced as the bright light illuminated across the room. You tossed your phone aside as the throbbing of pain in your head increased. It felt like your brain was trying to split into two inside your head. You grunted as you slowly crawled to the nearest rubbish bin. You threw up, not sure whether it was because of your morning sickness or the migraine.
Youngjae entered into the apartment, sweaty and tired, but glad to be home with you. He immediately sensed that something was wrong. You would usually be waiting by the door to greet him before he even stepped inside. All the lights were turned off and the whole apartment was unusually silent. ''Jagiya! I am home.'' He yelled. No response. ''Y/N?'' He asked, peeking his head in the kitchen and concluding that you were not downstairs. He went up the stairs and into your shared bedroom.
''Jagi, are you here?'' He said, slightly confused at the darkened room. He turned on the lights but was met with your trembling figure crouched next to the bed with a rubbish bin by your body. ''Please turn off the lights.'' You whispered. Through your blurred vision, you could make out a silhouette of your husband by the door. ''What's wrong?'' He asked, turning off the lights quickly. ''I woke up with a migraine.'' You murmured. ''Why didn't you call me?'' He frowned. ''I didn't want to bother you.'' You said, staring at your feet. You felt lightheaded and you could barely see your extended arms to Youngjae. He knelt down next to you. ''Want me to get anything?'' He questioned. ''My head hurts.'' You muttered. He rubbed your palms quietly. ''Remind me to ask the doctor if migraines happen frequently during the first trimester.'' He said, lowering his voice. ''It's just a migraine and according to Google, it's normal during this time. I am sure it will pass quickly.'' You replied.
''How about I go get you a hot pack and some aspirin then we can go cuddle on the bed instead of on the carpet?'' He chuckled. You clamped your hands on your ears and he apologized as quietly as possible. Youngjae helps you sip on the water and you swallowed the aspirin quickly. ''Thank you.'' You whispered. ''My duty as your beloved husband.'' He whispered back. Youngjae lifted you up and placed you on the bed. You nestled your head into the pillow and sighed in pleasure. He pulled up the blankets and made sure that the curtains were closed before snuggling next to you. Youngjae set the hot pack in places that you said were tense and hurting. You moved his hand gently onto your belly that has started to bloat. He left a kiss on your cheek. ''I love you jagi.''
BamBam:
You had been cleaning out the spare rooms ever since you two decided that one of the rooms would become the nursery. Your boyfriend wasn't very organized with stuff that he owns so he would usually put it somewhere as long as it wasn't your shared bedroom. You placed the items neatly inside a cardboard box for when BamBam came back; which to keep and which to discard. You rubbed your back as a sharp pain radiated through your body. You ignored it, wanting to continue with the cleaning instead.
BamBam came home to a loud thud and ran upstairs, fearing the worst. When he saw nothing bad had happened, he sighed with relief. You had dropped the box after another pain had tackled your body. BamBam didn't know that you were experiencing backaches and you had intended to keep it that way. With the promotions going on and the interviews conducted, you didn't want to add more stress to your boyfriend. He stood there awkwardly before proposing the idea of you joining him in the shower. Although you were exhausted, and slightly hurting, you would never turn down the idea of showering with BamBam.
The bathroom was steamy and water was sprinkling everywhere. You two were having small conversations here and there while BamBam washed your body. He glanced at your stomach lovingly then peppered your face with tiny kisses. ''You look even more gorgeous now that you are pregnant.'' BamBam smiled. ''Not that you weren't gorgeous before.'' You couldn't help but be flustered. The soap you were holding had slipped out of your hands and you prepared to bend down and picked it up.
All of a sudden a sharp twinge of pain ran up the length of your back. ''Aish.'' You gasped as you fell onto your knee. ''Oh my god.'' BamBam literally screamed. He caught you just in time, staring at you in concern. ''What was that?'' You looked down at your stomach and blushed. ''Tell me what's wrong.'' He pleaded.
''Backaches are common in the first trimester Bammie.'' You mumbled. ''Has it been hurting a lot?'' He asked worriedly. ''Well, kind of.'' You said. ''Why didn't you tell me earlier?'' He questioned, ''I wouldn't have asked you to shower with me if you were having backaches, and in a slippery bathroom.'' You ran your hand through his wet hair. ''I am sorry. I just didn't want to be a nuisance to you.'' You admitted. ''You would never be a nuisance to me Y/N! I love you with my whole heart and now that you are carrying my child, I love you even more.'' BamBam exclaimed. ''Don't ever think that alright?'' He added. You nodded slowly and he closed off the water. ''Let's get dressed and I can massage your back on the bed yeah?'' He asked. ''That sounds great to me.'' You murmured. Prepare for a night full of massages and kisses, BamBam edition.
Yugyeom:
You laid on your bed with your laptop, scrolling through Amazon for skincare products. Ever since you were pregnant, your skin has become oily. You tried your best to maintain it but there would be days when you woke up and acne littered your face. You know it wasn't uncommon and your doctor had warned you about it too, but seeing it happen on your usually acne free skin made you feel insecure. Yugyeom had planned on telling ahgases after the first ultrasounds but you refused. He was very persistent.
You wanted to tell your boyfriend about this whole 'acne' fiasco but you were ashamed of the situation. He was good looking and you felt like a complete potato next to him. Especially with the acne breakouts, you didn't want to announce your pregnancy to the fans. Would you receive backlash for your pregnancy? What will the fans think? Those were unspoken questions swirling around in your head all day. You stared in the mirror for the tenth time in the past hour.
''Y/N! I brought your favorite dish.'' He yelled. Yugyeom entered your shared bedroom and held out a plastic bag. He took out a metal container and began taking out the small compartments. ''The whole room smells like spicy rice cakes now.'' You chuckled. ''Jinyoung hyung's wife made ddukbokki and brought it to our practice. We couldn't finish the whole pot so she put the remaining ddukbokki into here and gave it to me.'' He smiled. Although the smell was delicious, and it made your mouth water, you knew that eating something spicy would make your face puffy the day after, or worsen your acne. You thought of an excuse to tell Yugyeom instead.
''I'm not really hungry.'' You hesitated. ''But it's ddukbokki! You never turn down the offer to eat your favorite. What's wrong?'' He frowned. ''It's nothing. I don't want to risk throwing all this back up and wasting it.'' You finally settled with this excuse. ''Your morning sickness barely affects you anymore except for a few trips to the bathroom. I am sure taking a spoonful won't cause you to throw up.'' Yugyeom retorted. ''I know, but-'' You stopped when he shook his head at you. ''Tell me what's wrong.''
You avoided his gaze while explaining. ''I-It's j-just I am not used to having so many acne all at once. I know it's not my fault it's happening, neither is our baby but it's the hormones and stuff adjusting. There are so much more attractive women out there and I don't think I look that pretty anymore. Actually I don't even look pretty to begin with. There's many fans dying to be in my place but I don't think me being in this place gives it justice.'' Yugyeom was shocked. He never thought you would become so insecure that you thought he would leave you. ''Jagi don't ever say that! I don't want you to compare yourself to others. You are practically glowing. I love you with my whole heart. Nothing will change that yeah?'' ''I love you too.''
How did I do with this chapter? This was kind of fluffy and emotional as well. I am planning on doing a angst scenario for each of the members soon enough so be on the look out for that. Alright song opinion for the chapter. Would you prefer Miracle or Look? Tbh I prefer Look better cause that chorus slaps and not to mention that our leader Jaebum wrote the lyrics but Miracle was a meaningful song and I loved it too. What song would you consider was GOT7's golden era? Comment down below. Happy reading!