There you were, sulking and pouting in your bedroom. You had an argument with your husband, Yoongi. A heated one, in fact. It led you to ignore him and sulk like a little kid who couldn't get a toy gun at the mall.

What's more, is that you were currently six months pregnant. Your mood swings weren't doing you any good, just making this situation worse. You have made up your mind to ignore him as long as possible until he can't take the guilt anymore and apologize to you. Yeah, it's unfair for his part, but you're sensitive at this moment due to your pregnancy. You deserve to be pampered and taken care of, right?

..

Unfortunately, you grew hungry. And who would cook for you? Yoongi. You can't exactly cook for yourself right now, your back is aching, and your legs are numb from carrying your unborn child. The only solution now is to plead your husband to cook you food, even when he was probably still upset with you.

Sauntering towards his desk where he worked, you stood in front of him. Yoongi didn't dare look at you though, definitely still upset.

But you didn't cared about your argument right now, you honestly didn't him to be angry at you any longer. "Yoongi."

He didn't respond, focusing on his paperworks. "Yoongi." You tried again. . . . "I'm hungry."

The moment those words left your lips, his demeanor completely changed. Realizing, his pregnant wife needed to eat. He quickly puts his ego aside and pushed back from his chair. "You're hungry?" Yoongi quickly responds, standing up from his chair. He then approached you, placing a gentle hand on your baby bump.

"I'll make you some chicken soup. You like that, right? Go sit down in the living room, you shouldn't even be walking around in this state." He said, planting a kiss against your temple before disappearing into the kitchen.

It seems not even an argument could make him forget about his wife.