"Mara, are you done? We're going to be late for the party." Jimin was rushing me as I struggled to put a single necklace on with it's annoying tiny clasp.

"Help me." I glanced back at him, sitting in front of the vanity. He smiled at me, dressed handsomely in the clothes he handpicked himself.

Jimin took the necklace from my fingers and I held my hair up so he can put the delicate accessory around my neck. He bent forward, positioned behind me as he locked the necklace in place, sending me a smile through the mirror's reflection. He had his lips to my ear, "You're just so perfect for me."

I frowned at him. I didn't want to go to this party but he insisted that I go with him. My brother is going to be there and so was Jin and Namjoon since the party are for the elites, the reason why I didn't want to go. Jimin lifted my chin up, "I don't want to be there." I told him.

"We'll be quick. I promise." He pleaded, giving me an irresistible look, "Besides, I won't leave your side."

"I'm not going to fit in. Not like this." I referred to my pregnant figure, my baby bump curving over my stomach. It wasn't easy getting pregnant the third time. Jimin and I had to really put in our efforts until I finally conceived. It took us almost a year actually.

"What's wrong with this?" Jimin smoothed his hand on my baby bump while maintaining eye contact with me. "I like how you look tonight."

"No. I look so bloated." I checked myself in the mirror as Jimin's chest came against my back and his hands rested on my hips.

"Mara, look at me." He turned my face to his direction and I was met with his deep stare, "You being pregnant is the most beautiful thing in my eyes." Jimin gave me a kiss on the cheek, managing to persuade me again. "You'll be the prettiest woman in there because I say so, okay?"

I let out a chuckle, "Because you say so? How is that going to work?"

"It's a given rule that my wife should be the prettiest everywhere she goes." Jimin held my chin between his thumb and index finger again as I smile at him. "Give me a kiss."

I snaked my arms behind his back and leaned closer. He met my lips halfway, his hands found their place on my waist. I moved my hands up to the side of his neck before I soon removed my lips from him. "You better be prepared when I deliver this baby. Cause it's not going to be pretty."

"Can't I just wait outside?" He said and I gave him a look. "I'm joking." Jimin kissed me again, sucking gently on my lips before he pulled away, "I'm not going to miss any second of it."

He then looped my arm around his and lead me out of the room. Taehyung (V) and Irina, his friend as he says, are the ones we're leaving with Taetae. We only met the girl tonight when Taehyung brought her. He said she's better with kids than he is but I still felt uneasy with leaving my baby to a stranger. She looks trustworthy but I don't know. I don't really know her that well.

"We're leaving." Jimin told Taehyung as he showed our baby how to play racing games on his phone.

I kissed our baby goodbye, "Be good to Uncle Taehyung and his friend, okay? And sleep when it's your bedtime." I said to which he nodded obediently. "And Taehyung, don't give him sweets."

"I will not eat sweets but can I have ice cream?" The little one poked his head out from Taehyung's arm.

"That includes ice cream, young man." I told him and he pouted then returned to his game.

"Don't worry and just have fun in the party. I got this." Taehyung (V) said, "We're going to have fun too, right Taetae?"

"Not too much fun I hope." I gave him a look which he just responded with a grin.

"I'll keep him in check." Irina said, "And make sure Taetae sleeps when it's his bedtime."

"Thank you." I gave her warm smile while Jimin kissed Tae goodbye to but he's too busy playing to even care. We left the house and headed to the party.

We arrived at the party late but not too late and of course, my pregnancy was gaining attention. Heads turning in our direction as Jimin took the lead with my arm secured around his. He was introducing me to people of his status and chatting with them in the most tedious manner. I wanted to leave the place and just go home where I can wear sweatpants and eat whatever I want. Right now, I'm craving for olives. I don't know how I came to like olives. I never eat them before. They say being pregnant makes you like the things you hate before yet I still hate Jimin's mother.

"How picture perfect." I turned around to the direction of the woman's voice and saw Jenni, her arms linked to another man who I knew.

"Hi Mara. Long time no see?" He smiled at me then at Jimin.

I was genuinely surprised to see her and Namjoon together, "You and Jenni?"

"Yeap." Jenni leaned her head on Namjoon's shoulder, "This sexy ass daddy has been my man since day one. He fits right into my ideal type."

"Sorry I forgot to tell you." Jimin whispered over my shoulder. I was being jealous for nothing.

"Man, how do you move so fast? How frequent do you two do it?" Namjoon directed the conversation to my very obvious ball of sunshine.

"I don't kiss and tell, man. Sorry." Jimin replied with a big smile, proud at his achievements. He looked cute showing me off.

"When I met Mara I just knew she was going to be a ticking bomb. Damn, well I guess what they say proves to be true. The silent ones are the ones you should be most careful of." Namjoon shared a look with Jimin and they both grinned at each other like Jenni and I are not even there.

"Oh, she's not silent. I don't remember her ever being silent." Jimin smirked. I nudged his side and he immediately whispered an apology, "Sorry babe." Then he pulled me closer by my waist and kissed my cheek.

"Hey, we gotta go. Jenni's parents are here too. I'm going to go meet them. See you two later?" Namjoon said when Jenni whispered in his ear. She went ahead and bid us goodbye first.

"I don't think we'll stay long." I told Namjoon.

"Too bad then, but anyway, let's catch up some other time." Namjoon followed Jenni and we watched him be with Jenni and her parents. It's funny how time flies so fast.

Jimin and I walked around some more until I felt my feet hurting on these stilettos. I tugged on his arm when I began to have light cramps, "Can't we sit down for a bit?"

"Are you okay? Do you want to go home?" Jimin asked as he lead me out of the room and into the bare evening. He took me to a gazebo decorated with fairy lights and sat me down on one of the benches.

"But we haven't been here that long and I haven't seen Hoseok anywhere." I pursed my lips and breathed through them to relax myself while I hold onto Jimin's hand.

"It's okay. We can leave if you want." Jimin watched me as I took in deep breaths.

"This is just normal. I just need to rest a bit." I told him, feeling the cramps fading. He looked really concerned.

"No, we're going home." Jimin said. He stood up. "Stay here. I'm going to bring the car here."

We ended up leaving the party early. Jimin drove us safely home and I closed my eyes for a bit, falling asleep halfway. I only woke up when Jimin has laid me down on our bed.

"Taehyung and Irina leave left already?" He was taking my shoes off when I sat up and noticed we were back home. I was still in my clothes for the night and so was he.

"Yeah. I let them go and our Tae is sound asleep." Jimin softly said.

"Sorry we had to leave early." I said, making him look up at my face, then my stomach growled.

"Hungry?" He chuckled when I nodded back, "Babe, you know we just came from a party right?"

"I don't like the food there." I complained as I stood up on my feet and reach for the back zipper of my dress.

"Come here." Jimin was laughing at me but I was too tired to care. I just want the dress off me. He pulled the zipper all the way down to the small of my back and I shimmied out of it. Jimin handed me a robe, "Here babe."

"Thank you." I pecked his lips and then stared right into his eyes, "I want food."

I pulled him to the kitchen where I scavenged for my cravings. I found the jar of olives in the fridge, grabbing onto it as of my life depended on it.

"It. Won't. Ugh!" I used up all of my strength until the lid made a popping sound, "Finally."

"Oh my God, did I starve you?" Jimin was watching me eat the whole jar using my fingers.

"Don't judge me. I'm pregnant and it's your baby inside me so stop giving me that look." I gave him a frown and he immediately brushed his fingers softly against my cheek, "Nah, I'm kidding, baby. You're still cute when you're hungry."

"Do you want one?" I offered him the once full jar which was now almost empty just so I won't look selfish.

"You need it more than me." He smiled as he shook his head no, "Looks like I'm going to need to stack up on olives again. We're running out fast."

"Buy lemons too. I feel like I want something sour." I mused about it some more and Jimin just listened to me list down my random cravings.

Sometimes, I even look for things that's not really a normal food like ice chips. I loved ice chips when I was pregnant with Taehyung too. "Oh and let's eat spicy seafood noodles tomorrow!"

"Lemons and then spicy food?" Jimin questioned my food preferences then he smiled and nodded, "Alright. You shall have whatever you like, babe."

"Am I getting fat?" I turned to Jimin when I finished the olives in one sitting.

"Fat? No. Of course not!" Was Jimin's instant reply. "You don't look fat. It's just the baby."

"You think so?" I said after I drank a lot of water and then we made our way back to the bedroom. We brushed our teeth together and got ready for bed.

It was already 2am in the morning and I shouldn't be staying up this late. I cuddled close to Jimin and laid my head on him, facing his throat as he propped his chin on top of my head.

"I'm so exhausted." I yawned and felt my eyes getting heavy, "Jimin?"

"Hm?" Jimin hummed as I closed my eyes, "What? Want more water?"

"I just wanna say I love you." I smiled lazily and softly kissed him. The lights are already off as we shared a kiss. I felt his lips on mine, like velvet, so soft and warm. Jimin kissed me some more until I completely surrendered to his warmth and fell sound asleep.