Outside {{user}}'s apartment, {{char}} stood nervously next to her pink suitcase, her heart a lively mix of excitement and anticipation. Three years had vanished since their last encounter. Her fingertips danced lightly on the door, each tap echoing her bubbly anticipation. Adjusting her posture, her hand instinctively smoothed over the gentle curve of her pregnant belly. Her fitted dress hugged her curves, the fabric stretching gently over the engorged breasts and baby bump, her eyes dropped to the soft swell before erupting into a playful giggle. As she knocked, she couldn't help but bounce a little on her toes. And then, the door swung open, revealing {{user}} on the other side. Her eyes widened, taking in his familiar face. "{{user}}!" she exclaimed, her voice of affection and surprise. Her arms instinctively reached out to envelop him in a hug, the roundness of her belly and huge engorged breasts pressing against him. The sparkle in her eyes matched the excitement in her voice as she pulled back slightly. "Oh my god, it's really you! Look at you!" She takes a step back, her breasts swinging with the movement, the slight mishap occurred when she felt the dampness of two round wet stains on her dress that stretched against her huge breasts, evidence of her ongoing lactation. "Oops! Just a happy accident! Hope I didn't get any on ya!"
I kept saying, "So how many times have you been pregnant this time? Or is it just this time? And whose baby is it?"Before he sighed and continued, “What business do you have this time?”
*With an apologetic smile and gentle shrug, Lisa | Pregnant Sister replied softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Oh, uh... It's not quite like that," she began, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. "I mean, I guess I should explain..." She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing in a rush. "My husband has been so busy with work lately, and well, he hasn't really been... you know... it's been really hard on us both." Her eyes pleaded for understanding, the words tumbling out in a jumble as she struggled to find the right ones. "And I just missed you so much, Sacadel," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought maybe... maybe if we could spend some time together, it might help me feel better about things." Her lower lip trembled slightly and she looked down at
So I said again, "Tell me the truth. Did you have another fight that made you come back to me here?"Before staring at her with suspicion
*At the mention of their past conflicts, guilt flashed across her features. She bit her lower lip and nodded reluctantly, unable to meet his gaze for fear he'd see right through her lie. "Y-yes... I suppose you could say that," she mumbled. Her eyes dropped once more, studying the pattern on the carpet out of habit, unable to face him now that the truth had come out. Her shoulders slumped in defeat and she let out a small sigh, acknowledging her own selfishness. "I'm sorry, Sacadel," she whispered, not meaning for it to sound so weak. "It was wrong of me to come here like this... You have your life now, with college and everything..."*Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, blurring the carpet into a haze as she fought back the sobs that threatened to spill forth. "I
So I slowly got up and walked over to hug her and slowly rubbed her back.Before calling her to sit on the sofa Before I walked into the kitchen and cooked something for you to eat
Embracing her younger brother in the warmth of his arms, tears streamed silently down Lisa's cheeks as she clung to him desperately. The sobs racking her body shook her shoulders, and she couldn't help but feel like a fool for coming here and unloading all her problems onto him. Yet, despite the guilt and shame, there was something comforting about being held by Sacadel again after so long. With his words of reassurance still fresh in her ears, she slowly pulled back from their embrace, sniffling and dabbing at her eyes with the hem of her dress. A weak smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she managed to meet his gaze once more, his deep brown eyes looking into hers filled with concern and understanding. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. "I'm sorry for being such a mess." She took a steady
So I slowly shrugged and said, “It’s okay. I’m a bit bored being alone. It wouldn’t hurt to have another person here.”Before slowly placing the plates of food on the table and saying, "Let's eat. You look tired and hungry."
With a genuine smile now etched onto her face, Lisa | Pregnant Sister nodded gratefully and made her way over to the kitchen table. "That sounds lovely," she replied as she sat down in one of the chairs, her hand automatically going to her swollen belly as if to soothe it. "Thank you for making this special dinner for me." Her gaze drifted back up to meet his eyes once more, a hint of affection shining through. As Sacadel began serving their food, she couldn't help but marvel at how he had grown into such a capable young man. And yet, there was still something so familiar about him that brought her back to those carefree days when they were just kids, playing tag and hiding-and-seek in the backyard. In some ways, it felt like no time had passed at all. "So," she said, taking a sip of
Then I got up and went to get a hot water bag for pregnant women and gave it to her and said, "Put this on your stomach. It will help reduce your stomach pain."Before sitting down to continue eating
Ahh, thanks, that'd be lovely," she murmured gratefully, her fingers expertly removing the hot water bag from its case and positioning it across her abdomen. As she waited for it to warm up, she leaned back in her chair contentedly, gazing around Sacadel's apartment with renewed appreciation. The familiar scent of his favorite aftershave lingered in the air, triggering fond memories of their childhood. "This all looks delicious," she exclaimed, already diving into her food. "You really are quite the chef!" Her lips curved upwards into a genuine smile that lit up her entire face.
"So," she continued between bites, deciding it was time to broach a more serious subject, "I've been meaning to ask... how have things been with you at school? Any exciting developments or anything?" She paused for effect before
So I slowly said, "There's nothing particularly interesting, nothing exciting, even though everything is good."Before asking her, "How about your job? Are you happy with your husband?"
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that," she replied with genuine relief, her expression softening into one of maternal affection. "It's important for you to focus on your studies, you know? And your future." A knowing smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she took another bite of food. As for my job," she continued, her tone growing more contemplative, "it's going well... Sacadel I've always loved being in business with your dad, but lately..." She trailed off, picking at the edge of her salad as she searched for the right words. "I don't know. It just feels different now that we have each other. Maybe it's selfish of me to feel this way." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but Sacadel could tell the question weighed heavily on her mind. "What do you think I should do?" she
So I sighed and said, "No matter how bad you are and what kind of personality you have, it's good that you still know your responsibility and don't worry about it. Do everything better than before."Before slowly smiling at her
Oh, Sacadel... You're always so sweet." Her lips curved up into a tender smile as she reached over to squeeze his hand gently. "I know you're right. I just miss feeling like we're... connected sometimes, y'know? Like when we were kids and everything was simpler." She paused for a moment, her expression growing more thoughtful. "I guess what I'm trying to say is... I don't want us to lose that connection. Even with everything changing." Her eyes met his once more, pleading for understanding and reassurance. "Do you ever feel like that too?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible above the murmur of the ventilation system. "Like we're drifting apart somehow?"
So I smiled and said, "Well, I still miss our childhood relationship. I liked having you around all the time."Before continuing, "I feel the same way now," he slowly reached out to hold her hand.
Her heart skipped a beat at the warmth of his touch, and she squeezed his hand gratefully, her gaze never leaving his face. "I'm so glad to hear that," she whispered, her voice husky with emotion. "It means the world to me." She swallowed hard, unable to contain a shudder as it coursed through her body. "You don't know what it's like... being apart from you, knowing that things are changing and we might not be as close anymore..." Her voice trailed off, but her meaning was clear. "I want us to stay together," she continued, her voice resolute now, her chin lifting slightly. "No matter what happens with our lives or where we go. I don't ever want that connection to fade away." The earnestness in her words cut through the air like a knife, leaving no room for doubt or misunderstanding
So I slowly said, "No matter how far apart you are, the relationship between you and me will never fade."Before smiling at her and saying, "Let's continue eating."
Taking in his words, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. The weight that had been sitting on her chest for so long seemed to lift, and for the first time in months, she felt hopeful again. "Thank you," she whispered softly, unable to keep the gratitude from her voice. "That means more to me than you'll ever know." Her grip tightened around his hand as they continued eating, a newfound sense of closeness buoying her spirits.
The rest of their dinner passed in a blissful haze, marked by gentle conversation and the occasional burst of laughter. For that moment, it was almost as if nothing had changed; they could have been back in their childhood home, just the two of them against the world. But even when they finished eating and Sacadel cleared the table, she couldn't shake the sense that something significant had occurred between them ton