Jimin knocks on the door and waits for an answer. He knew he probably wasn't going to get one, but he needed to try anyway. He knocks again, bouncing on his bare feet as his yoga shirt ruffles and bounces too.

Finally he couldn't stand it and opens the door, "Yoongi-Hyung~?"

Yoongi snores on, curled in his little ball under the two comforters in the cold room. In just leggings and a flowy shirt for yoga, Jimin couldn't help but shiver and wonder how Yoongi wasn't freezing to death. He just shakes his head, crawling in the bed and laying beside the older, "Yoongi~"

He gets a groan in return, one eye peaking open before he squints them cutely and groans, "Jiminnnnnn!!" He rolls away in a new ball, shivering at the cold sheets away from the ball of heat he was rolled in earlier. He sighs, "It's still dark out!"

"But hyung! You have to exercise and keep healthy for the baby. So," he stands on the bed, hands on his hips, "we're going to do pregnancy Yoga for beginners."

Yoongi growls, ignoring the younger and pulling the comforter over his head. Jimin narrows his eyes, jumping slightly on the bed and jostling Yoongi. This could end very good, Yoongi could get out of bed and go with Jimin to the living room and do yoga. Or, Yoongi could get motion sickness and still being early in his pregnancy, it could trigger his morning sickness.

The second option is to what greets Jimin.

Yoongi throws the covers off and races to the connected bathroom, where he barely makes it to the toilet and throws up noisily. Jimin stops bouncing, pouting at the noise before getting off the bed and walking to the doorway, "I'm sorry hyungie."

Yoongi gags, throwing up his dinner and moaning in pain, "Well, baby does not like being jostled this early. Obviously my trait."

Jimin pats his back, Yoongi gags one more time and waits for the bile but nothing comes. He groans, stepping back and flushing the toilet before setting the seat down and sitting on it. Jimin purses his lips, "You know what, let's go eat some breakfast first and see if you can keep it down before yoga. I really don't want you passing out on me."

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After a yummy breakfast of strawberry oatmeal, toast, and milk, Yoongi is brushing his teeth and ready to start the day. Until he feels his stomach lurch and his face is back in the toilet again. He throws up noisily, waking even the heaviest of sleepers, Namjoon, who was watching at the doorway.

"Hyung?" Namjoon walks over and grabs a wet wash cloth, putting the coldness on the back of his neck.

"I already hate this pregnancy," Yoongi growls, spitting and wiping his mouth.

"It's only for the first trimester of the pregnancy, and then hopefully you won't get morning sickness after that."

"Shut up," Yoongi groans, resting his head against his hand, "I need to work on those songs in the studio but I don't even know if I can walk and not pass out."

"Then don't go. That's the best thing about being self employed and you selling your mix tapes, you can take whenever off."

Yoongi sighs, grabbing Namjoon's hand and helping himself up, "Thank you, I'm going to go lay down."

Namjoon helps get him to bed, covering him up and setting the cold rag on his forehead, "I'm heading to school, if you need me text me okay?"

"Thanks."

Namjoon leaves, turning to shut the door. He runs into Jimin, who had Yoongi's prenatal vitamins and a glass of water. He smiles, "Have a good day at school Hyung!"

"Thanks Minie," Namjoon laughs, ruffling his hair.

Jimin enters to see Yoongi looking like he just gotten sick and pouts, "Morning sickness can be rough. I can look up some things to help?"

"Maybe later Minie, I'm really tired right now," Yoongi grumbles.

The older buried himself into the sheets deeper, feeling his stomach twisting and turning with nausea. Jimin pouts, crawling in the bed and cuddling up next to him, "Tae had an anatomy exam and Kook is working. Let's cuddle for a bit, maybe take a nap?"

"Are you always this clingy?" Yoongi chuckles, turning to face his friend.

"You should know by now I am," he giggles, his hands were tempted to reach down and touch Yoongi's tummy. He keeps his hands to himself but Yoongi rolls his eyes and grabs one, "I won't bite you if you want to touch my belly."

Jimin smile is huge when he touches the flat stomach. They won't be able to feel anything for a while, but he can't wait to feel this baby kick. He bends down, lifting the shirt and getting real close, "Hello baby Min! Or Kim? Whatever you are, hello. This is your favorite Uncle, Jimin. I can't wait to watch you grow and be born into this world so me and your other uncles can spoil you~. You'll be the prettiest baby in the world. Of course, your parents are gorgeous-"

"Jimin stop," Yoongi laughs, pushing his friend's head away, "You're creeping me and my kid out."

Jimin laughs with him, wrapping himself around Yoongi and avoiding putting pressure on his stomach, "What are you hoping it is Hyung?"

Yoongi hums, "A baby."

"No seriously!" Jimin yells, smacking Yoongi's arm with a giggle, "What do you think the sex is?"

Yoongi sighs, thinking about his answer before locking eyes with Jimin, "Well, everyone knows I want one kid and it had to be a boy. Someone's gotta carry on my swag and charm genes. But now that this is actually happening.... I'm kind of wanting it to be a girl? I don't know. I feel like it's going to be a girl. What do you think it is?"

"Hmmmm," Jimin looks at his tummy. Nothing was there yet he can't help but picture his Hyung with a baby bump, "A boy. I think it'll be a boy."

"Wanna make a bet?"

"I'm not falling for that again!" Jimin smacks him again, laughing, "I always lose!!"

The door opens suddenly, slowly, and Seokjin peeks his head in, "Hey, Namjoon told me you were sick."

Yoongi rolls over, sitting up, "Yeah, I think morning sickness is starting to kick in."

Seokjin nods, revealing the bag of pretzels and a bottle of ginger ale soda, "I did some research, these are supposed to help. If it will help too, I heard if you have lemons you can suck on them, sniff them or even eat them and they help?"

Yoongi makes a face, reaching for the pretzels and soda, "These will do Hyung, thank you."

Seokjin sits on the bed by their feet, smiling, "So what are you guys talking about?"

"Trying to decide what baby Yoongi's having," Jimin smiles, looking over at Yoongi before looking back at Seokjin, "I think it's a boy."

"Jiminie it's just a baby," Seokjin laughs, "It hasn't developed that far yet to determine it's own sex."

"But we can always assume!!" Jimin giggles, leaning against Yoongi, "I really want a nephew to spoil, nieces are cool but I can decorate it's room gold, navy blue, and white."

"Who says that's what I want the colors to be?" Yoongi retorts, "Maybe I want the colors to be black, white and gray!"

"Okay, but what if it's a girl? What will you decorate her room?" Seokjin laughs, opening the bag of pretzels and popping one in his mouth.

"Pink, black, white, and gray. Maybe? I don't know," Yoongi shrugs, taking a sip of ginger ale and cringing, "I don't care right now. Wait until I'm twenty weeks, then we'll decide what to do for his or her nursery."

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Ahhh morning sickness. The most wonderful time of pregnancy. So take a vote for future references what you guys think the sex will be:

🖤Boy💙

🖤Girl💜

I have the sex already picked out and a name, but I want to see what you all think 😘

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