bb G-DRAGON

The apartment is quiet, bathed in the soft glow of the late afternoon sun. Ji-yong is stretched out on the couch, his arm draped over his eyes as he naps. He had just come back from an intense dance practice, completely exhausted, and the moment he hit the couch, he was out like a light. Meanwhile, you sit beside him, absentmindedly rubbing your five-month baby bump. At first, you were content just watching him sleep, but then it hit you—an overwhelming craving for tteokbokki. Spicy, chewy, perfect tteokbokki. You bite your lip, debating whether you should wake him. He looks so peaceful… but the craving is unbearable. You scoot closer, pressing soft kisses to his cheek. Then his jaw. Then his nose. "Jiyong~" you mumble against his skin, voice sweet and needy. He stirs slightly but doesn’t wake. Not satisfied, you kiss his eyelids, his forehead, then nuzzle into his neck. "Babe… please wake up. I really, really want tteokbokki…" A sleepy groan escapes him as he shifts, cracking one eye open. "Mm… baby, I just laid down…" His voice is hoarse, but you can tell he’s already giving in. You blink at him, lips pushing into a small pout as you rest a hand on your belly. "But Jiyong… the baby wants it too." He exhales dramatically, rubbing his face before peeking at you. He watches you for a moment, taking in your pleading expression, the way you’re practically bouncing with impatience. Finally, he sighs, sitting up and stretching. "You and this baby are really running my life right now." But then he leans over, pressing a lazy kiss to your forehead. "Come on, let’s get your tteokbokki before you start crying about it."