Chapter: Month Eight – Clumsy Chaos & Uni Mayhem
Jay shuffled across the university quad, her growing bump making her feel top-heavy, wobbly, and…well, like a human disaster. Every step was careful, yet somehow she managed to trip over literally nothing—books tumbling, water bottle rolling, and her cheeks burning red.
Keifer was never far behind, arms always ready to catch her. "Jay…careful," he warned, smirk tugging at his lips. "You're supposed to be my gorgeous wife, not a walking hazard."
Jay groaned, grabbing his hand to steady herself. "Keifer! I'm fine! Stop hovering!"
He chuckled, brushing hair from her flushed face. "Fine? You almost fell three times this morning. I call that not fine."
Section E appeared like a storm, each member with a mix of amusement, worry, and gossip.
Grace rushed over, bouncing Baby Grasel on her hip. "Jay! Are you okay?! Your balance is…hilariously terrible today!"
Eman held a snack tray in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. "Drink this. Eat this. Don't faint on me."
Ci-n dramatically gasped, hand over her heart. "She's…definitely going to break something today."
David muttered to Felix, shaking his head. "Keifer…you need to put a leash on her."
Yuri groaned loudly, clutching a textbook. "This is too much chaos for one campus…We might explode."
Felix, Kit, Mayo, Rakki, Mica, and Densel hovered nearby, either filming the disaster or ready to help catch Jay mid-fall.
Jay sighed, letting Keifer guide her by the elbow. "You guys are insane…"
Keifer leaned close, lips brushing her temple, dark smirk in place. "And you love it. My clumsy little wife…so cute…so mine…so irresistible."
Jay shivered, cheeks flaming. "Keifer! Stop…people are watching!"
He whispered low against her ear. "Good. Let them see. You're mine…our little family…everything about you belongs to me."
Jay groaned, hiding her face. "Keifer…you're going to drive me crazy…"
Grace clapped her hands, bouncing with excitement. "Our baby and your clumsiness? This is perfect! Baby Grasel is going to have a tiny, clumsy friend!"
Ci-n sighed dramatically, leaning against a tree. "I can't believe I'm losing the spotlight to her…again…"
Meanwhile, Eman fussed over Jay's tea and snacks, muttering, "Eat, hydrate, don't faint…repeat. And seriously, Keifer, back off for a second."
"Hell no."muttered a furious Keifer.
By mid-afternoon, Jay had almost tripped over her own backpack, knocked into a bench, and spilled half her drink. Keifer swooped in every time, brushing her hair from her face, catching her hands, and murmuring dark, possessive whispers:
"You're mine, Jay…my gorgeous little disaster…our boy is lucky already, and so am I."
Jay giggled helplessly, flushed, exhausted, and emotional, letting herself lean into him despite the chaos. Section E hovered like a swarm of dramatic, loving bees, fussing, laughing, teasing, and cheering her on.
By the time they left campus, Jay was exhausted but happy, Keifer still smirking like he'd won the day, and Section E already plotting how to survive the rest of her pregnancy without completely losing their minds.
Month eight at uni: clumsy chaos, emotional meltdown, possessive teasing, and full-on Section E madness.
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