I was dreaming a lovely dream. A dream that involved kitties and pandas when I woke up from a cool breeze on my stomach. I shot my arms out searching for the blankets only to meet something silky and soft. I opened my eyes and lifted my head up to see my shirt lifted up all the way to my ribcage and the sheets and blankets at the foot of the bed, Kris' head resting on my stomach. “Oppa, what are you doing?”

Kris looked up, eyes enlarging with guilt. “I'm sorry, did I wake you up?”

“Ani.” I answered, rubbing my eyes to rid of the sleep. “What were you doing?”

“Kissing our baby.” Kris muttered as he littered my stomach with kisses. My stomach contracted from the tickling sensation as I tried to stay still. Kris stopped with the kisses and pressed his ear against my stomach, softly rubbing it with his right hand. “I can't believe there's a life growing inside you, a life we created on our own.” He mumbled against my belly. He started it again, feathering light kisses across my stomach.

“Stop kissing me.” I ordered, trying to hold in my giggles.

“No.” He muttered and continued to kiss me all over my stomach. His grabbed each of my hands, kissing the insides of my wrist, each of my fingers and finally moving up to my lips. He dropped his body on the bed and pulled me into his arms. “Tell me, what is it like.”

“What?” I asked, wrapping my own arms around him and snuggling into his warm chest.

“Being pregnant.” He replied. “What changes is your body going through? I want to know so I can help.”

“Not much since it's still early.” I told. “I'm just really, really tired, I get nauseous at times and I have to go to the bathroom a lot.”

“You don't throw up a lot do you?” Kris questioned, looking down at me concerned.

“I feel like it sometimes but nothing comes out.” I answered.

“Good.” He mumbled into my hair. “I was doing some research on the 1st trimester of pregnancy.” He started, moving me so I was now laying on my back. “I read that you can get headaches.” He told, gently poking my forehead. “That you may lose or gain weight.” He continued and poked my cheek. He ran his hand down until it was near my heart. “You may also get heart burn.” His hand hovered over my chest. “But the most important thing I read about was.” He looked into my eyes, a sly grin on his lips. “That you'll be exceptionally sensitive, very receptive to touch. Even to the softest of touches.” He finished and brushed his hands against my which earned him a soft groan in return. His eyes lit up, a huge smile now on his face. “This could be useful.”

“You're such a ert!” I yelled and pushed him away from me.

“What?!” Kris asked through his laughter. “I was just stating facts.” He continued laughing as pulled me back into his arms. “I love you.” He kissed the top of my head and announced. I rolled my eyes but t