Taehyung is pregnant

— bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Instead of the beach, Taehyung found himself in a depressing hospital room. The sunscreen he'd forgotten on the lounge chair had played a cruel trick: now his entire back and shoulders were burning, and inside his stomach, a little tyrant was churning, demanding justice.

Taehyung lay on his stomach, arms spread out like a jellyfish. Every movement became a quest: the burning sensation prevented him from even turning his head, and a single tear had already trickled down the bridge of his nose, because "everything is terrible and life is over."

Jungkook, his husband, had been perched on the edge of the bed for half an hour with a tube of cooling panthenol. He resembled a bomb disposal expert trying to defuse a bomb that was constantly grumbling and kicking his hand with its heel. As Jungkook brought his fingers to the inflamed skin, Taehyung sighed dramatically, his whole appearance demonstrating the depth of suffering of a pregnant and burnt soul.

“Don’t breathe on me, your breath is hot,” Taehyung moaned into the pillow.

When the procedure was finally over, Taehyung lifted his head and made a new complaint: his taste buds were craving salted caramel, but Jungkook had to go for it silently because “every step you take makes my skin burst.”