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Episode 20: You Shouldn't Have Woken Me Up Hungry
> Author's Note 💋:
Y'ALL... His mood swings are no joke lately 😭💕
This pregnancy arc is wild, emotional, and horny as hell. Let's jump into today's madness, shall we?
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Kim's POV
I woke up starving.
Not hungry—famished. Like, ready-to-scream, chew-the-bedsheet type of starving.
I turned over and saw Tae still fast asleep beside me. Poor thing. He's been exhausted lately, chasing all my midnight cravings like a full-time job.
But compassion flew out the window.
"Hey. Wake up. I'm hungry," I said—not asked, not begged. Commanded. Like a baby queen with a swollen belly and raging hormones.
Tae groaned awake, blinking slowly before offering a tired smile. "Sleeping beauty is finally up."
"I want food. Now. Make me something to eat," I said flatly.
He looked taken aback—but said nothing. My sweet baby just nodded.
"Oh, and coffee. I want coffee," I added like some spoiled princess in a palace.
"At your service," he replied, vanishing into the kitchen like my personal chef-husband.
Not long after, he returned with a tray—dumplings and coffee. It even smelled good. He set it up nicely, saying, "It seemed like you were really hungry, so I made something simple."
I took a sip of the coffee… and nearly spat it across the room.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? Is this coffee or disrespect?" I snapped, disgusted.
He rushed over. "Baby, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?! Your coffee tastes like shit!"
His jaw clenched—but he held himself back.
"I'm sorry," he said gently. "Tell me what you didn't like about it. I'll fix it."
But I was already crying.
Like, full-on emotional breakdown. "WAAAHHH! YOU'RE SO MEAN! YOU DIDN'T EVEN SCOLD ME!"
Tae blinked like huh?!
But instead of arguing, he just hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry, babe. Please don't cry. You can hit me if you want, just don't be sad."
This man—too precious.
I sniffled. "You're still mean."
"I'll be nice forever. I promise."
After a few more tantrums and random complaints, he wiped my face, sat me down, and fed me gently like I was royalty. And I let him. Because pregnancy or not, I deserved it.
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The Next Day — At School
Yes, I showed up. And guess what? I cross-dressed. Again.
Let me paint the picture:
LV shoes, the latest edition
Matching designer socks
My school skirt high enough to bless the world with my thighs
White shirt tucked in perfectly
Hair in a high pony with a bunny hairband
Soft pink makeup
Bangles clinking with every step
Feminine wristwatch
And my tiny designer backpack for the full glam
I slayed. Period.
But of course, it came with drama.
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Tae's POV — Earlier That Morning
"Baby, how do I look?" Kim asked, spinning in place.
He looked… like a literal goddess.
But—"You're not going to school like that."
Kim pouted, "Aren't I pretty?"
I couldn't resist. I pulled him into a kiss—one of those long, sweet, dizzying ones. But when we pulled apart, I was still firm.
"You're beautiful. But still—you're not going out like that."
He folded his arms. "Try me."
"Babe, please—"
"Go to hell," he snapped, walking out and getting into the car with Hyung. Yeah, he ditched me. I had to ride with Hyung to school while sulking in the backseat like a rejected boyfriend.
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At School (Present)
I ignored Tae the whole morning.
We were seated in our usual spot—me by the window, him beside me—but I refused to speak. I was still mad, and my mood was sour.
During our free period, I stood up. "I'll pass," I said coldly, making him shift to let me through. He tried to say something, but I walked past him like he was invisible.
I went to fix my makeup in the lounge bathroom, but deep down, I was hoping he'd follow me. So I waited.
But instead of footsteps, I heard voices.
Two people.
I recognized them instantly: Han In and one of his loser friends.
"He seems like he doesn't want you," the voice said.
Han replied, "We just had a small argument. We'll make up in no time."
The other voice was desperate. "Just give me a chance. I'll never treat you like shit."
Han scoffed. "Can you shut up already?"
Then... I heard it.
Kissing sounds.
I rushed in and—
"LET. GO. OF. HIM!" I screamed, yanking Han off Tae like he was contaminated meat.
"Stay away from my boyfriend!"
I shoved Tae behind me protectively. Han just smirked.
"You should've stayed hidden. Now you've seen it," he said.
"I swear, Han, get lost before I forget I'm pregnant," I hissed.
Then I pulled Tae into the lounge and slammed the door shut.
Outside, we could hear Han kicking it like a lunatic, but eventually, he left.
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Back Inside
Tae was flushed. His skin glistened. He looked sick.
His breathing was uneven. His eyes barely stayed open.
"Baby?" I called, stepping closer.
Suddenly, he pushed me onto the sofa and kissed me—hard.
"Tae?! What's wrong with you?!"
He didn't answer. He just kissed me again, hotter this time. Desperate. Hungry.
Then he rolled onto his back, panting.
I reached for him—his skin was burning. I peeled off his soaked shirt, hanging it to dry. I grabbed tissues to wipe him, but—
He grabbed my wrist. Pulled me back. And kissed me again.
Harder. Hotter.
He whispered my name.
"Don't be loud," he murmured against my skin, kissing my neck, biting gently and leaving a hickey.
His hands slid under my skirt, caressing my thighs, then slowly pulling down my panties.
And yes—I wore panties that day. Why not? I looked cute.
His fingers circled my hole, teasing, stroking, pressing.
I moaned. Loudly.
He reached for a condom, opened the packet, slid it on with one hand, and entered me.
FUCK.
I couldn't help the screams. His strokes were precise, hitting my spot like a violin string.
Then—
Knock knock.
"Kim? Is that you?" Hyung's voice.
"Y-YEAH! YES HYUNG! MMH!"
Tae didn't stop.
"You're too loud. The teacher might hear!" Hyung warned.
I shoved a pillow in my mouth—but Tae increased his pace.
I came. And came again. And again. He wrecked me.
Four orgasms later, he finished inside the condom and collapsed beside me, passed out.
I cleaned him up. Cleaned myself too. Washed our clothes and hung them to dry. Reapplied my makeup and sat like a princess waiting for her prince to wake.
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> Author's Note:
Babies… we've entered the chaotic era of this love story.
Between mood swings, drama, and desk-banging sex, Kim is living a K-drama fever dream.
Stay tuned for the next chapter. And PLEASE—comments, likes, shares. Let me know if you're enjoying it. You're my favorite people 😘
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