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(March 2015- The Beginning) 

"Hyung, are you okay you look all pale and tired, did you get enough sleep?" Taemin asks as his eyes falls on Kibum's clearly sleep deprived face, sunken eyes and dry lips. 

Kibum was unsure whether to answer the other's question properly or not, first of all he doesn't know why he's feeling so light headed and... sick.

Before the taller male could even answer he's running towards the flight attendant's restroom only to bend and puke the remains of his breakfast. 

"Okay... maybe I'm not okay," Kibum answers as he wipes his mouth clean and Taemin couldn't agree more. 

"Do you want me to tell Jonghyun hyung about this?" Taemin asks full of worry handing the elder male more tissues.

"Do you want an uneasy pilot flying the plane?" Kibum dead pans, a small smile blooming into his face as he witnesses the younger male shaking his head. 

He gives a second thought at the idea of calling for Jonghyun as he hurls everything he's eaten out and into the plane's toilet. God knows how many feet above the ground he is and this just can't be happening. 

"Have you been experiencing this for some time now, like the whole puking thing?" Taemin asks again as he continues to pat the elder's back. Kibum finds the time to tilt his head up only to nod quickly before emptying his stomach for the third time. 

After a few more minutes Kibum has hurled out everything and anything in his system. 

"I seriously don't know what's wrong with me, the past few days I've been really tired and sluggish and then I'd find myself vomiting last night's dinner every morning!" Kibum wails as he fastens up his seat belt getting ready as the plane prepares to take off. 

"Well Siri thinks that you might be pregnant." Taemin points out ever so casually. 

"Pregnant? Me? That's so stupid Tae," Kibum retorts with creased brows.

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Finally receiving the freedom he had been desperately craving for ever since his little talk with Taemin, Kibum kisses Jonghyun goodbye whispering a simple excuse about where he's going before rushing to locate the nearest pharmacy. 

But it wasn't until 5 sets of two (clear) blue lines were staring at him that he finally accepts that maybe just maybe something other than gas is growing inside of him. 

"So puking your heart out and feeling like a total slug is what being pregnant feels like... nice."

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I hope you enjoyed that short drabble teaser and please subscribe and comment on any future scenarios you'd want to read about, as I will  be taking in requests after the 3rd chapter is uploaded as after that Baby Haneul would already be born.

WARNING! 

This story will contain Mpreg.

(My first Mpreg that is lol)