❦︎ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ❦︎

3𝐚𝐦 - 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

Would anyone want me
If they knew what was inside my head?
Would anyone see me
For the person that I really am?

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬:
~ 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠
~ 𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠

❦︎

It was almost 3am and Jisung
couldn't sleep.

No matter how many times he
tossed and turned in his boyfriend's
hold, he couldn't seem to find
any peace and he actually
knew very well why.

He wanted a burger.

He so desperately wanted a
McDonald's cheeseburger and
some fries he could dip in a vanilla
milkshake, it felt like he was about
to die if he wouldn't fulfill his
craving anytime soon.

But he couldn't wake Minho again
at such an ungodly hour, not when
he had already done so two
times this week.

The ravenette had to get up early for
work, he deserved the rest he needed.

Minho was still snoring softly
when Jisung carefully sat up beside
him on the bed, his one hand going
automatically to his six months
baby bump to pull his shirt back
down before he got up to use
the restroom.

He'd find a solution for his dilemma
later, first he needed to pee.

All in all he couldn't really complain
about his pregnancy symptoms,
his morning sickness hadn't been
that bad and it had only stayed
for about three weeks, his back
was barely hurting and his skin
was adjusting very well to the
stretch thanks to all the lotions
and oils he used.

But the nightly cravings were surely
something he didn't need at all.

When Jisung returned to their
bedroom, he couldn't help but
sigh deeply at the still sleeping
male on their bed.

He knew it was ridiculous but
he somehow had hoped that maybe
Minho would have woken up on his
own and ask him what's wrong.

But why should he?

He was exhausted,
he needed his sleep.

And unlike his boyfriend he didn't
have a child growing in him that
requested a burger and fries at
three in the morning.

So despite his bad cravings,
Jisung still snuggled back under
the covers and placed Minho's
arm over his waist so the older
male had his hand resting on the
brunette's tummy in hope that
this would distract him and
their very awake baby.

"I know, bub. But we can't keep
waking daddy up every single
night because of fast-food, hm?"

The squirrel-like boy couldn't
help but tear up when Minho
subconsciously pulled him a
little closer and nuzzled his face
against his boyfriend's nape,
unaware of Jisung's suffering.

Blame it on the hormones but he
just wanted a burger so badly.

So he started to cry when he
felt another little kick against
his boyfriend's hand.