Abs, Fat, Chubby

Dara clutched her lower abdomen hard, trying to ignore the pain she was feeling as she reached for her ringing phone on her bed. She was there, squatting on the floor and it was the only option she had and it couldn’t be helped at all. She felt like she could’ve grown abs because of her period cramp.

“Hello?” she breathed hard, suppressing the torture.

“Babe?” Jiyong’s voice echoed on the other line. He sounded worried, she could tell. “What’s wrong?”

“Ugh,” she grunted, closing her eyes as she breathed out. “I’m fine.. I guess. Uhh…”

“You’re such a terrible liar. Is it the time of the month? I’m coming over in 30 minutes,” he said dismissively.

“You got the keys, right?” she asked. She would’ve usually argued and told him not to come but she just needed him next to her.

“Mhmm. Wait for me okay.”

Dara tossed her phone back to her bed and brought