collateral damage 🔞 - COMPLETE

•fifteen• before

~~~~~Haerin

A few months have passed, and I have been working as much as I can at the bakery. My stomach is quite large and I still have 3 months left. Most people that see me think I'm close to my due date.  Halmeoni retired last week, and Beom-seok kept me on to run the kitchen. He hired a girl, Hyejin, to help me. She's very nice, if not a little skiddish. She takes care of the customers while my focus is on making the food.

Beom-seok has become a good friend. He's so sweet, and I laugh when I think about how afraid of him I was at the beginning. He brings me gifts all the time, and won't take no for an answer. I am glad for the acceptance he gives me. Most people that see me, either look away out of some misplaced embarrassment, or look down on me like I'm less than them. He always tells me that I'm pretty when I'm feeling fat, and he makes sure I have enough to eat every day. I'm so happy lately because of him.

"Hey there pretty lady! What cookies are you making today?"

"Oppa... I'm not pretty... I'm fat!"

"Tch... Stop it! You look beautiful. And pregnant women can't be considered fat, so stop saying that. Now tell me about the cookies!"

"Fine... I made some french macarons and an American recipe for chocolate chip cookies. Some have nuts, some don't. Would you like some to bring with you, Oppa?"

"Mmmm... I would like anything you make babygirl."

I blush at his praise, but I've become used to his way of speaking. He takes a few of the chocolate chip cookies, and sits on the stool to munch them. I feel his eyes following me, but I just keep doing my work.

"So... Have you thought about my offer to work in the club after the babies? You could still work here, and start one day a week to see if you like it at first."

He tells me all the time that he wants me to work there with him, and I don't know how I feel about it. He makes a good point that it might be good to do a job while the babies are in bed though... So there are some good points. I'm just not sure I'll be good with drunk people.

"I don't know Oppa... I'm thinking about it. It seems like a good opportunity, but wouldn't you rather have someone who will be available more than me?"

He stands and comes in front of me. I look up into his face and he's smiling at me sweetly. My heart pounds when he gets this close, but I don't move away in case his feelings would be hurt.

"Babygirl... I told you that I want you with me. Noone else... Do you understand?"

"But..."

"No buts... You'll have the babies, and start working with me at the club after you get your body back. Now... Show me your belly."

"Wha... Why Oppa?"

"I want to make sure you're using the lotion I got you. Now show me."

I glance towards the door to the dining room, nervous that Hyejin could walk in. What would she think if she saw me lifting my shirt for Beom-seok?

"What if"

His finger lands on my lips stopping my words.

"You can show me, or I'll do it myself... One way or another I'm going to see that beautiful belly of yours..."

His voice is soft, but commanding. I feel the burn of my cheeks, but lift my shirt with trembling fingers. I stop just under my breasts, but his hands take hold of mine and push my shirt higher, exposing me completely to his eyes.