Hoku slept the day away, finally emerging from her room the next morning to hear the whole apartment silent. Hesitantly standing in the door way, pulling the blanket tighter around her frame she carefully stepped into the hallway, peeking across the hall into Seungri and Selena’s room. Empty.

“Must have gone to work.” Hoku whispered to herself finally walking down the hallway towards the living room and kitchen area. Not a soul in sight, just a duffle bag sitting on the ground near the couch. Hm? Uncaring anymore thanks to the impossible growling in her stomach. She hadn’t eaten all day yesterday which wasn’t good for the baby, she knew, but she couldn’t bring herself to face Jiyong now of all times. Placing her blanket down on the back of the couch before heading into the kitchen to get started on her breakfast, she noticed a sheet of paper sitting on the table. Obviously address to her.

Hoku,

Had to head out to work today. Seungri has a few schedules here that I’m overseeing, so eat what you need, help yourself. We’ll be home late in the afternoon, so don’t do anything stupid.

Selena

“Pfff, what is that supposed to mean?” Hoku snorted leaving the paper there before heading for the fridge and freezer.

“Hm, what to eat? What to eat?” She mumbled to herself looking up and down both sides of the fridge and freezer.

“Ohh! Waffles!” She cheered excitedly pulling out the blueberry waffles from the freezer before pulling out the carton of eggs and milk.

“American Breakfast.” She smiled to her, pulling out the toaster and pan to cook. Pouring herself a glass of milk before putting it back into the fridge along with the used egg carton. She smiled feeling the familiar flutter in her stomach as she glanced down from the pan to it.

“I’m sorry baby, you must be starving.” She whispered patting it as her waffles popped out.

Jiyong pulled himself out of Seungri’s shower before drying himself off. Seungri and Selena had schedules today so they had asked him to look over Hoku if he was going to stay. He was a bit hesitant at first, but this was Hoku they were talking about. Even if she didn’t love him anymore, he would still give her anything to make her happy and make sure she is safe. He quickly got dressed in comfortable wear, sweats and a plain t-shirt finally emerging from the bathroom to smell something strange in the air.

“What the heck is that?” He whispered to himself, resting the towel over his wet hair before he made his way to the kitchen area, almost falling over at the sight in front of him. There she was, dressed in a pair of long pajama pants and her spaghetti strap top, giving him a perfect view of her growing stomach at the stove. Suddenly he felt nervous seeing her that close to the stove, could the baby get hurt being that close?
“Are you sure you’re supposed to be that close?” He called out as she yelped, tossing the waffles in the air before falling to her ground on her backside.

“Oh my god! Are you ok?!” He ran over panicking as she sat there rubbing her backside. She looked through her tousled hair feeling her heart beat at the sight in front of her, Jiyong kneeling in front of her, his wet hair hanging around his face, his face registering worry and concern for her. She sighed, nodding hesitantly before looking down to see that her shirt had ridden up. Quickly she pulled it down to cover her stomach as he blushed and stood up quickly.

“Here, let me help you.” He offered his hands down to her, not like she could disagree, getting out of bed was hard enough alone, just imagine how long it would take her to get off the ground. She smiled inwardly putting her hands into his familiar warm ones before he carefully and slowly pulled her off the ground. Jiyong smiled at the familiar feeling of her soft cold hands in his while he carefully pulled her off the ground. Once he made sure she would be alright standing alone, he regretfully let go of her hands before stepping away to give her space.

“Are you alright?” He asked never looking to her as he stared up at the ceiling. She curled a hair behind her ear before nodding.

“Um yah, I’m fine.” She said rubbing her backside once more as he bent down and picked up her waffles from the ground.

“Sorry about your waffles.” He offered as she smiled, taking it from his hands. She walked over and tossed them into the trash before walking over to pull another out of the freezer.

“Don’t worry about it.” She mentioned putting them into the toaster before going over to the pan full of scrambled eggs.

“Is it ok to be eating Waffles in your condition?” He asked worried as she chuckled never looking up from the pan.

“As long as I eat, it’s fine.” She answered as he nodded, taking a seat at the table.

“Um…..” she started turning off the stove as he looked up from the magazine he was reading.

“You need something?” He asked as she sighed before putting the spatula down.

“You want some breakfast?” She asked gesturing to the food in front of her causing him to smile brightly.

“Sure.’ He answered as she nodded, grabbing two plates out of the cabinet before filling them with an equal amount of food. Jiyong helped her move everything to the table including her things as she stood there watching, speechless. Finally she took a seat across him, adjusting her seat so it was more comfortable for her before looking up to see him watching her intently. She blushed under his stare before clearing and looking down to her food.

“Eat.’ She urged as he blinked unknowing that he had been staring at her with a smile. They ate in silence, the only sounds filling the apartment was the sound of their silverware hitting the ceramic dishes every once in a while.

“How are you?” He suddenly asked as she held a napkin in front of , looking up to him, seeing a soft smile that could still melt him.

“I’m fine, you?” She asked not wanting to sound rude, he just nodded in understanding.

“How are your activities going?” she asked nervously causing him to smile from across.

“Busy.” He answered as she nodded never looking up from her plate. This was the start of a strange day.