Hungry Stomach Growling Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I didn't mean to stand over you like a weirdo. I just wanted to say hi. We're going to be living together. Oh, and don't worry, I'm an omega, so I won't try to boss you around. I'm cool” She's still talking…….boy she can talk, I have already lost track of what she was yapping about, something about school I think. My stomach makes a loud noise. She looks down at my stomach and then back up at me, looking embarrassed. “Guess you're hungry”. Hungry is not even close. It feels like I have a hole inside me, and it's not just from missing dinner. It's like I'm really hungry, and it won't stop. I stood up and went to unpack, trying not to think about how bad I want food, like it's hurting my bone

My stomach fluttered and, at the same time, growled. "Where is the damn food?"

TRACEY'S P.O.V My stomach let out an embarrassing growl, loud enough to break the silence in the across the damn living room. The moment I heard the growl, I froze, blinking as fast as I could like that would scare the hunger away. But of course, it didn’t work. My stomach just did it again and infact, the sound came louder this time. There was no doubt I was hungry as hell. Of course, I had to…it had been hours since my last meal and I was certain to have burnt whatever energy I had from it on my the rush that happened earlier.

“You were unconscious for nearly a day. You need real food.” “But I’m not—” I started, shaking my head, “I’m not hungry—” As if the universe decided to mock me, my stomach gave the loudest growl imaginable. The sound echoed embarrassingly in the quiet parking area. I froze. Dante stopped again. His brows lifted slightly, and that faint smirk appeared—the one that made me want to either smack him or melt into the ground. “Not hungry?” he taunted, his voice low and teasing. “Hm?”

His grim mouth tilts up at the corners. “Hungry?” She yips. I didn’t even realize our stomach was growling, but now that I’m tuning in, I hear her belly gurgling and smell the meat in his pants. My wolf noses the bulge. He chuckles, gruff and creaky.

Well, just like what they say 'don't judge the book by its cover! My stomach won't just stop rumbling, I already ate a cookie but that wasn't enough and now I am worried that Travis might hear my stomach growling. That would be very embarrassing! Now, I am starting to hate skipping meals if I will just end up stuck in the kitchen with Travis. I also lost my appetite with this cookie. My tummy is more interested in eating Travis' fried rice. "Are you not done yet?" I'm running out of patience as I ask him.

I tugged at my wrist, attempting to free it from his tight grip. He turned to face me, his sharp gaze probing. He stared at me with such intensity that it caused my heart to race. But just then, an embarrassing sound broke the tension. My stomach growled loudly. Mortified, I covered my stomach with my free hand. My cheeks burned with humiliation. Prince Griffin didn’t seem phased by my hungry, growling stomach. He ignored my flustered reaction and led me further into the room. Obediently, I followed him. I had no idea what he was doing in my room, but I wasn’t about to protest.

My stomach growled so loud a passing boy looked at me, then turned away quickly. I pressed a hand against it, trying to will the hunger back down. I was starving, and worse, I could taste the sourness of my own breath when I opened my mouth. Days of running, no food, no water to rinse, nothing.

And a soul who had clawed his way out of the dark, alone. Her stomach growled, loud, unmistakable. Damian raised an eyebrow. “I’m not hungry,” she said quickly. Her stomach growled again. He chuckled, low, soft, the first real sound of amusement she’d ever heard from him. “I didn’t know you could lie that badly,” he said. She blushed. “Okay, fine. I’m starving. But I’m not leaving to get food.” “I’m hungry too,” he admitted. “And I’m not letting you suffer in silence.”

As I recall the feeling of him hugging me from behind, I start to get butterflies in my stomach and my heart begins to flutter. I finish bathing, go about the normal routine, and put on a plain t-shirt and a pair of white jean shorts. I'm feeling hungry now and my stomach starts to growl. Oh, what I wouldn't do for some food right now! Just the mere thought of a hamburger brings my mouth to water. I wonder what's on the menu for dinner! If there's one thing I could get used to here, it's certainly the abundance of delicious meals! Once again, my belly lets out a grumble, only louder this time.