I groan and mentally curse the sun as I attempt to roll over and wake up. Only a hand around my waist holds me in place stopping me from completing the action. I blink my eyes to both clear my blurry vision and the confusion that begins to cloud my mind. When I fell asleep last night I didn't have a guest in my bed. Despite my puzzlement though I can't help but cuddle close to the warm body spooning around me. He makes some groggy noise of discontent then must become semiconscious himself. "Honey, why are you awake?"

Ah. Yoongi. I can't help but allow a petulant cadence to coat my words. "Blame the sun. The shining bright rays that I would normally be excited about were a bit too strong." An annoyed sigh escapes me. "I don't want to be awake right now any more than you do."

"I'm surprised to hear that level of grumpiness coming from you." He mutters into my shoulder.

Grumpy. Yup. Definitely that. "Yes, well, blame THAT on the fact that it happens to be day two for me." I grumble in a mixture of pain and annoyance.

Even though I can't see him I can definitely sense his grimace from the discontent noises he makes. "Sorry Honey." He simply says and pushes aside the collar of the oversized tee I wore to bed so he can plant a soft kiss to my bare shoulder.

"What time was it when you came into my room by the way?" I ask. But immediately tack on so he knows I'm not upset or anything. "I must have been dead to the world."

"Mm. Yes, your snores are cute by the way." He chuckles lightly.

"I don't snore." I grumble out my exacerbated irritation, not yet realizing that he avoided properly answering my question.

"No, but you do talk in your sleep." He admits.

My irritation dwindles a bit and curiosity takes its place. "Oh? I do? Did I say anything interesting?" I turn over in his arms so I can see his expression.

"It wasn't anything typically coherent. But I could tell that the idea of meeting families today was heavy on your mind."

"Mmm." I nod in agreement. Yeah, I can definitely believe that. Then the fact that he didn't answer me sets in, and I look up into his eyes; hoping that the direct contact will get him to properly answer me. "What time did you come in here?"

He shrugs. "It was pretty late. I was working on a project, and it wasn't coming together like I wanted it too." He sighs for a second. "Speaking of that project. I would really like to propose something to you. Perhaps it can be something we discuss on my next day off."

I'm curious, but instead of worrying over it for now I simply nod in agreement. Then I try to turn away so I can start my day by actually getting out of bed. He must disagree with my actions because once again wraps his arm around my waist, locking me tight.

Once I am sufficiently trapped he pulls me in closer toward his body so that I am fully wrapped in the shelter of his arms. "I just wanted to get a good snuggle before you pull away to get ready for the day. I am sure you want to use the bathroom."

"More like need to. But, yes I really should probably get up since I am awake already."

"I'll make breakfast so you can indulge in a long shower or soak in the tub. Is there anything in particular you want?"

Honestly the idea of food in general turns my stomach right now, but I know that I need to eat. Because of how my stomach feels though that makes me think of the soothing rice porridge I had with Namjoon on our date. "Is it weird to ask for a nutty cinnamon rice porridge?" I ask out of curiosity.

"Hmm. It almost sounds like rice pudding a bit. I've never tried that, but hell it sounds interesting even to me. I'll search to see if there is a recipe out there for something more porridge based, and if not I will see what is required to modify a rice pudding recipe into a rice porridge one." Yoongi offers before getting out of bed.

"Um. You really don't have to go to all that trouble if a recipe doesn't exist for it." I offer before getting out of bed myself.

"Honestly, I'm partially doing it because it sounds like a good combination. But, if for some reason it doesn't turn out I will simply order something in. There is no point in going to too much effort this morning. We are probably going to end up having a huge lunch after all." He reminds me.

I groan. "Were we making something?"

"No, we are ordering delivery for lunch." He offers with a smile.

He kisses me softly on the forehead before leaving my room. After using the bathroom I contemplate which to use, the shower or the tub. In the end I decide on taking a shower. Although there is a part of me that contemplated both. First taking a shower to clean my body, then soaking in the tub afterward. The deciding factor was of course my hair. I could have washed it in the tub, but it would have made the chore much more difficult to finish due to the thickness of it.

I can only guess it is because they are excited to see their families that the 95s have made it easily out of bed and are even downstairs before me this morning. Either that or they simply didn't sleep last night. Although judging by their faces that doesn't appear to be the case. They are groggy sure, but it is the rumpled just woke up kind of groggy and not the living zombie lack of sleep kind of groggy.

Amazingly the porridge turned out perfectly. Yoongi let me know that he found a walnut rice porridge recipe online and simply modified it so he used pecans instead and added cinnamon and sugar to the recipe. It tasted amazing and I knew I would definitely have to repeat the recipe sometime myself. Hell, perhaps I would make the walnut one he found and add bananas to it. Perhaps that would turn out somewhat tasting like banana nut bread. Although truth be told I do kind of have a preference for pecans over walnuts.

Directly after breakfast I am surprised to hear the security system door bell chime thing go off. Shit they can't be here already can they? I'm most definitely not ready. Hell, I am not even dressed appropriately yet. I had put on another pair of pajamas for the comfy factor after getting out of the shower. I wasn't going to even attempt to find something to wear until closer to lunch time.

Hobi puts a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry. It's probably just Jiwoo."

I didn't even expect Jiwoo to show up this early, but I'm not really surprised. Hell, judging by the look of expectation on Hobi's face I am guessing that he probably sent her on some other mission. That would definitely give him reason to predict her arrival this early in the morning.

Once she walked in the door her first words were. "Did I miss breakfast?" Which for some reason made me giggle despite how miserable I was feeling.

She didn't let me see what was in the bag she was carrying until after she pushed me to go upstairs. Once there she plopped herself on my bed and turned to me and asked. "So, how are you feeling?"

It only takes me a second to realize that Hobi must have told her about the fact that I was currently dealing with my cycle. Then it takes another second for me to realize that I don't really give a shit that she knows that. In fact, it is definitely nice to have a woman to gripe with about it.

"So, Hoseokie thought it might be a good idea to have a couple more swimsuits." She pauses to watch me roll my eyes at the thought of more swimwear. I really don't feel like I need more swimwear. I almost feel like I have bathing suits coming out of my ears at this point. She chuckles lightly. "Before you complain about my annoying little brother and his apparent shopping addiction, I want you to know that this request was made with sweet loving intention rather than a strange desire to get you more swimwear." I didn't interrupt her but I couldn't help but bite my cheek to keep myself from pointing out that she seemed to have the same strange desire. Granted hers probably more stemmed from her love of fashion and the idea of shopping for me in general. I also can't help but admit that I appreciate how she periodically uses me as her muse for new designs. I refocus on her as she continues to explain. "He didn't think you would want to wear a bikini during your monthlies, and he thought your one piece swimsuit would probably be too tight and uncomfortable, especially against your stomach. He had a sneaking suspicion that the families might want to swim after they got here."

Oh. Wow. Yeah he is probably right that my one piece would be too tight right now. "So, he sent you on a mission to find me something more comfortable to swim in?"

"Yes. Only I kind of went a step further." She pulls out two different tankinis. I honestly never thought I would wear a tankini in my life. I thought they were strange to be honest. But, in this specific case I could definitely see the appeal of them. "This one I purchased." She pulls out a solid black one with a halter neckline, deep plunging v-neckline, and accented with silver metal ornamentations above the cups. "This one I designed." The second one she pulls out is more modest due to both its square neckline and longer hem, making it almost more a swim-dress rather than a tankini.

"Wait, you made this overnight?" I arch an eyebrow at her curiously. "That's kind of amazing."

"I couldn't help myself. Hoseokie first explained his assumption that the families might want to swim today, but then added how he was concerned about the way you would feel regarding the current swimwear you owned. The specific concerns he had regarding said swimwear; well it kind of inspired me. I hope you like the print though. I didn't have too much on hand to work with."

I quickly lay her concerns to rest so she has no reason to fret over them for long. "The print is fine. In fact I kind of like the white background with the black palm trees. I can't quite work out why, but the black band on top paired with the large cut out circles reminds me of boating for some reason."

"Oh! I should make a nautical themed one!" I giggle to myself when I realize she is still on her creative streak. She takes a moment to grab her phone, and I know she is simply making a note of that idea so she won't forget it. Once she puts her phone aside another thought must occur to her. "You know. It only occurred to me now, but that one in particular would probably be a smart one for you to wear on the Bon Voyage trip due to its modesty. In fact I feel like I definitely have to make more for you just for that trip."

I shake my head at her enthusiasm. But, honestly she is right. The one piece I own wouldn't be a bad one to wear, but this one is indeed more modest. Thinking of the Bon Voyage trip reminds me of the family meeting we had last night. It was kind of comical how worried they were about my reactions to the thought of ending the trip on my birthday. I quickly allayed their concerns by saying that it actually excited me to know that I would be somewhere exotic on my birthday, and due to the fact that it takes them a couple months to edit the footage before the release date I didn't have a problem with my birthday celebrations being caught by the cameras. Army would only be able to guess when my birthday is from that footage after all. They wouldn't be able to determine an exact date.

Only half an hour or so later I am frowning at my closet. "I'm honestly not sure what I should wear. I mean I had something originally picked out, but that was before I started my period. I definitely don't want to wear jeans on day two."

Jiwoo frowns at that thought. "Day two is your worst day of your cycle, huh?"

"Most definitely." I quickly nod in agreement.

"Well then I say it is a day that calls for those leggings I suggested that day we went shopping. I snuck in a couple of pairs that were one size bigger for such an occasion." I go over to my dresser and look through the leggings in question. I hadn't bothered to look at the sizes because I don't often wear leggings myself.

"Okay, but what do I wear these with?" I ask her curiously.

"You mentioned a couple of oversized sweaters you owned?"

I pull out all the ones I was thinking of when I had originally told her about them. I lift up my favorite. "This one is honestly my favorite, but I am not sure about wearing it due to the way it likes to droop from my shoulders."

"Ah, yes. You would want a more conservative look to meet the parents. My first suggestion would be a camisole underneath it, but due to your bust size I don't think that is going to work. Do you have any sleeveless tops? Not tees but something dressier. Like a ribbed stretch top."

I start shuffling the hangers over and over again, because I am pretty sure I have exactly what she was suggesting. I just have to unearth the thing. Finally I pull it out. When I first purchased it the fabric was tight against my skin. But the top is a couple of years old now and between several washes it has been stretched out a bit over time. So the fit will be a lot more comfortable than it was in the past.

Jiwoo takes a couple of minutes to study the outfit before deeming it acceptable. I think with a pair of hoop earrings and light makeup you should be good to go. I nod and go do my makeup. Just after I change into my leggings and the sleeveless top I find myself frowning automatically due to the doorbell like chime that echoes throughout the house. I am still not quite ready for their arrival.

I grab my sweater, quickly pull it over my head. I have just turned around to go through my small collection of jewelry when there is a knock at the door. Before I can head over to answer it the door is already opening and in walks the cutest of all creatures I have ever seen in reality on four legs.

"I told Tannie all about his new eomma, and his puffy tail started wagging rapidly in excitement. So I brought him up to meet you." I look down at Tannie who is cocking his little head in this curious expression that simply melts me. Before I can kneel down to greet him with loving pets and cuddles Tae kneels down himself and picks him up. Tannie welcomes me immediately with loving kisses all over my chin.