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Kim didn't know much about the kitchen or how to cook very much, but he was trying. Somedays it was okay, others not so much. Today was a not so much as he stood in the kitchen of their small apartment the window over the sink open as far as he could get it using a cutting board to try and wave the smoke that was building out the window.

There was some kind of white powder every where, either baking soda or flour most focused on a frying pan that was on the stove top still smoking slightly. He was covered in various mess from whatever he had manged to catch on fire. He was trying to avoid the dreaded smoke detector going off, but as the thing started sounding he cursed and hurried over waving the cutting board at the smoke detector trying to fan smoke away from it. This was not the Sunday morning eggs and pancakes he was going for.
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Date: 2023-09-23 12:50 am (UTC)
whrrenah: (pic#6921042)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
She'd been horrendously tired and crabby lately and she chalked it up to the new job she had. Of course, she more than likely didn't need to have a job, considering where Kim came from but she wasn't going to be one of those women who preferred to be kept. She wasn't a pet, and she wasn't helpless. The housekeeping and money earning was not going to be saddled on just one person or another. However, the breaking-in phase of her job was demanding and in order to not make herself sick, she tried to get as much rest as possible.

Which was duly interrupted by the scent of something dying a horrible death in the kitchen. Was that... fire? The alarm said so.


Wren didn't even bother putting on a robe, she just donned Kim's shirt and hurried out, her eyes widening at the disaster that was present. Without saying anything, she rushed over to him, grabbing a chair to climb up and pop the battery out of the detector before her ears started bleeding. Once the alarm was muted, she scanned the area for any active fire, then turned to look at Kim. Even though she was dressed in just his shirt that barely skimmed her thighs, she wasn't any push over and finally crossed her arms in front of her chest, hiking that shirt up a fraction more.

"Any explanation as to why you were trying to burn the place down?"

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Date: 2023-09-23 09:57 am (UTC)
whrrenah: (OMG)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
She watched him a moment more and then sighed, relaxing her posture. She was annoyed but also concerned. "What were you trying to make?" Wren asked in a calmer voice as she turned towards the stove. It needed to be cleaned up and the stench needed to be removed. In her mind, she supplied the answer herself of nothing edible as her stomach lurched. Badly.

Wren froze, her eyes wide as she looked at the stove. Nope. She couldn't do it. She couldn't even look to Kim as she held up one finger in askance to wait as she half walked/half ran to the bathroom to puke bile into the toilet. They hadn't been drinking last night, so what the hell? And it wasn't like Wren drank enough to produce a hangover, anyway.

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Date: 2023-09-23 05:13 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (OMG)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
She felt... well.  Her stomach was still rolling but there wasn't the usual fever for an illness.  Fatigue? Sure.  But she's been tired more often than not.  Still couldn't claim illness with that.  And Kim was making sense, which she didn't like because she couldn't refute it.  Gratefully, she took the glass and swished her mouth out before spitting into the sink, her nose wrinkling at the smell of vomit that was stuck there.
"Thank you," she said quietly, not knowing what else to do.  She still felt sick, but was it because of the workload she took on?  Wren was wracking her brain on what type of illness she could have.  "Maybe, you're right," she admitted.  "But I'm not Thai, and they want results.  I'm just trying to get established and hopefully convince them that I'm up for the task.  They don't trust me," the conclusion was given a shrug from her. 

Then her stomach lurched again and she was shoving Kim to the side to dry heave once more.    

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Date: 2023-09-23 08:15 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (cozy)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
"It's the principle," she countered, clearly feeling under the weather enough to not have any bite to her reasoning. "I'm a foreigner and they already look at me like I'm some trophy for you. But you're WiK there and I'm not saying that you're Kim. So ... You know, you'd think they'd be treating me like gold because of who I'm dating." Well, wasn't that an insult! Usually people would be treating the significant others like gold. Maybe they had an inkling that he was a Theerapanyakul.

Sighing and putting the thoughts to the side, she stepped forward to lean against Kim to gather some more comfort. Her forehead rested on his shoulder as she closed her eyes. "I don't know. I have a degree that I can't even get a job in. I thought the states would find it as the most useless degree ever but it seems as if it's pretty much useless anywhere. What did you decide to order?"

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Date: 2023-09-24 01:54 am (UTC)
whrrenah: (yeah okay i believe you)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
That put a smile on her face. "Silly, you're my treasure. Don't forget that." Never in her life did she think she'd find someone like him. Yes, he was rough around the edges and an asshole at times, but his exterior was harsh and given how he had to grow up, she could understand why. But he was trying with her and that was all that mattered.

"I'll put up with it while we live here," Wren responded simply before wrinkling her nose. "I think I'm going to keep with the toast and water. The thought of eggs is making my stomach turn." The 'haven't had anything in my system for 10 hours' empty stomach turn. Some realization hit her and she shut her eyes again. "Kim...I think we should get some pregnancy tests. To rule out if this is an illness or not."

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Date: 2023-09-24 05:11 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (after the rain)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
Breakfast was quiet. True to Wren's word, she kept to the toast and water, leaving Kim the eggs. In the afternoon, she felt well enough to go with Kim out to pick up some tests, feeling like she was flying blind as none of the brands were similar to what was available in the states. "I think I'm better off peeing on a frog," she muttered, picking up a couple different brands. "At least that's fairly straight forward."

Of course, the shop clerk had his own two cents to add to the purchases to which she let Kim handle. Right now, Wren didn't feel personable at all and the way the man was gushing and teasing them, she was likely to lash out defensively. It was much easier to pretend to not understand Thai at all while she seethed internally.

Back home, she tore into each package, using one from each different brand. If they were going to find out, they were going to be thorough. Without fanfare, she headed to the bathroom as if she were heading into the executioner's chamber. When the results showed up on all three tests, it took her a minute to compose herself. She's sure that Kim was pacing a rut in the hall outside of the bathroom. And once she had wiped her face and made certain her eyes weren't too bloodshot, she opened the door, looking for him.

"I have a feeling that we might have to find a bigger place," she said, handing over three positive tests. She kept her face neutral, wanting to see what Kim's reaction was first before she would reveal how she felt about it.

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Date: 2023-09-24 11:11 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (loving smile)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
He wasn't flipping out. He was... actually happy! And all of Wren's insecurities melted away as she looped her hands around the back of his neck. "I... really didn't know how you would react. I've not had the best track record with boyfriends and ...well. I'm happy that you're happy."

Relieved that Kim wasn't going to demand something from her she wasn't ready to do, she leaned into the kiss and returned it gently, holding the side of Kim's face as she did so. "You're the best, Kim. You know that, right? I love you. And we're going to have the most beautiful family, too. When do we want to tell everyone else?" Hopefully not any time soon. She knew she would have full support from her family and they would want a visit sooner than later. Kim's side of the family she was a little more apprehensive about. His brothers, she didn't mind. It was his father she always concerned about. There was just something about him that screamed slime and she didn't trust anything that came out of his mouth that was truthful, either.

If she were perfectly honest, he didn't want to have anything to do with their baby, grandparent or not. She needed to talk to her mother about that.

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Date: 2023-09-25 09:12 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (evil plotting)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
Yep, she was right once again. Kim may be a product of the Mafia, but he certainly wasn't the Mafia. As in, he wasn't some cold blooded killer-at least not around her. She had a feeling that if he had a different upbringing, more of his true nature would be public.

"Tomorrow," Wren said, drawing him closer by the belt loops and then toying with the fly as if she was going to undo it and shove her hand in. "That can wait until tomorrow. Right now, we should celebrate together. You're not working, right?" Her question was light as she flicked her silver eyes back up to his face, thumb slowly pushing the button through the hole to loosen his jeans.

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Date: 2023-09-25 11:50 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (sexy)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
Wren couldn't help but grin, letting her nails scratch along the zipper. "You are such a rebel against Capitalism," Wren cooed, letting her fingers catch on the zip. "So we should start a riot in the bedroom then."

Before she could get close enough for a kiss, Wren took a step back, tugging on said belt loops to get Kim to follow.

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Date: 2023-09-26 12:19 am (UTC)
whrrenah: (removing shirt)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
"Ooooh. So all I need to do is bat my eyes and everything is ok-AY!" The ass grab should have been expected but Wren was still running on the high that they were going to have a baby and Kim wasn't going to insist she would do something horrible. Swerving, she pretended to be offended but his shirt was off so of course the ass grab was forgiven.

"Bold brat." Wren enunciated each word. But now she was facing him and the door way could support her well enough. Time to drag him in flush so she could get a kiss, her leg trapping Kim's thigh as if he was going to leave her while she worked on her own clothes to get them off.

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Date: 2023-09-27 12:58 am (UTC)
whrrenah: (sex cozy)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
As soon as he touched her breasts, she melted. They were generally sensitive but now? Wren swore she could come buckets right there if he kept doing that. Already her hips were rocking towards him, looking for friction and resistance as her fingers dove into his hair. "You're so good at this," she breathed, scratching his scalp lightly with her nails.

"You're gunna make me so wet, doing that. I might even cum from this-I want you that badly." As one hand occupied itself in Kim's hair, the other grazed over the muscle on his back and bicep, moving to one of his nipples as well.

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Date: 2023-09-27 11:40 pm (UTC)
whrrenah: (sexy arm)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
"Kim." The name was a thready plea. She couldn't help but widen her stance for him and grip his hair in her hand. Wren was already flushed, her eyes heavy as she watched how Kim treated her. Every time it was like she was being worshipped and she loved every minute of it. And once Kim had finished, she was going to return the favor.

For now, she soaked in his attention, cooing and encouraging him while her hand tightened in his hair and her core was pressed more against his mouth.

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Date: 2023-09-28 01:00 am (UTC)
whrrenah: (sexy)
From: [personal profile] whrrenah
Everything was hitting just right. There was a gasped 'yes!' of approval as that finger slipped inside. He was already searching and Wren tried to be helpful, panting out directions of higher and deeper. When he grazed it at first, a heavy breath stuttered from her mouth and she was all on board to hitting that feeling again.

Eventually the rocking of her hips stilled to avoid distracting him. As the tension built, her body still save for the gasping breaths and the tightening of muscles to draw his finger in more. Then the begging started: Don't stop, please don't stop! If it weren't for the wall, she would have been sinking to the floor right now.

Every exhale was pointed with a quiet 'fuck' as everything was drawing up tight. The pleasure was singing in her veins and getting closer to the point of snapping. Her hand tightened more in his hair, trembling as that edge drew to a sharp point before she could feel fluid dampen his face, breath breaking in an explosive gasp as the first climax overtook her.
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