The boys were on their 8 letters tour and were currently in Hawaii. Daniel, having a rough past, was very self conscious. It took months for the boys to convince him to swim without a shirt. So what happens when Jonah tries to pull a harmless prank...
It was now the second week of January. We had just gotten home from Christmas and New Years with my parents. I was now 25 weeks and very cranky. I had one hand on my back, one on my bump.
"Everything hurts and I hate it. Corbyn why did you do this to me?" I groan, walking through the door. Jonah looks up, his eyes wide.
"Holy- wow you're big." I glare at Jonah, the boy gulping.
"I mean you look amazing." He says nervously. Corbyn walks in behind me, exhausted.
"Let's go run a warm bath okay? Maybe it'll relax your muscles." He suggests calmly. My glare disappears and I nod in agreement. With the help of both Jonah and Corbyn, we make it to my room.
Soon after Jonah left though, Corbyn and I decided we'd rather have sex than sit in a bath. So after maybe half an hour of moans and the sound of skin slapping we were both clothed and cuddled on the bed. I was nearly passed out, exhausted from not only our activities, but from the baby keeping me up all night with it's kicking.
"Baby you should rest. You look exhausted." I frown, glancing at the blonde.
"You look exhausted too." He chuckles, running a hand over my bump.
"I am. I'm probably gonna nap with you." I nod, cuddling up to him. My large belly was rested against him, his hand making calming circles. I slowly close my eyes falling asleep right after.
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