Perfectly Wrong | Masterlist

perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

chapter fifteen (final)

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RED | JJK (1/3)

Summary: You drunkenly sleep with your ex-boyfriend, Jungkook. Can’t be that bad right? Unless he gets you pregnant.

Pairing: Jungkook x Female reader

Genre: FLUFF, smut, angst:(( pregnancy au

Word Count: 15.5k (twc:44k)

Warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, mentions of oral (fem and male rec.), mention of drunk sex, tatted!Jk, pierced!Jk, pregnant oc, self conscious oc, oral (fem rec.) vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, pregnancy sex, slow sex, lots of kissing, character death, loss, mentions of blood.

Notes: Here’s a little something:) pls don’t hate me lol

© taestefully-in-luv

Next

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His eyes follow you as you enter through the front entrance, they scan your body from head to toe making you feel a sense of pride because you know you look damn good tonight. He brings his beer to his lips, chugging back the chilling beverage and raises a brow at you as you walk in his direction. He gulps down his drink, thinking you are about to talk to him when you stop a few feet away, turning towards the bar and waiting for the bartender to attend to you.

You can feel his eyes on you still, you can feel the way they bore into every inch of your skin, his sight on you crawling all over your body. You should be used to this, the way his gaze always falls on you when you two are in the same place. But somehow you still feel weird about it. You mean, he broke up with you. Jeon Jungkook. 6 months ago. So why the fuck does he still do this?

That’s right, Jungkook your ex-boyfriend of two years broke up with you because you two just weren’t ever on the same page. You wanted marriage, kids, so on and so forth but he just wasn’t ready for all of that. So he dumped you. You were willing to wait until he was ready but he wouldn’t listen to you, he ended the two year relationship just like that.

Running into him at this particular bar isn’t unusual, you two used to frequent here quite often when you two were dating. Now it’s become a place you both come with friends or whatever. You rarely speak though. You’re too god damn bitter, if you’re being honest. But sometimes when you are drunk enough you say a few words in passing…probably nothing nice.

“Alright, what are we drinking tonight?” Yoongi, your best friend, comes up to you at the bar. “I’m buying first round to celebrate your new job.” He gives you a small smile and an awkward thumbs up.

“Something strong.” You chuckle, “I want to erase those tedious interviews from my memory.”

“Were they really that bad?” he yawns out, “I mean, you passed them so they couldn’t be that hard.”

You swat Yoongi’s arm and he can’t help but laugh, you shake your head at him and finally wave down the bartender.

“Two vodka sours.” You tell the girl, “Actually three.” You turn to Yoongi and offer him a wink, “Two for me, one for you.”

“Fine, fine. Since we are celebrating.” He says calmly, “By the way…” Yoongi looks over your shoulder, his eyes narrowing. “You know your ex is staring at you?”

“You can say his name Yoongs.” You chuckle, “Or are you afraid if you say his name too many times he will show up in a bathroom mirror and murder you?”

“Yes.” Yoongi nods his head. “That one.”

The bar tender slides your three drinks across the bar and you take them gratefully. You hurry and chug back the first one in just a few seconds then immediately grab the second drink.

“Woah, woah.” Yoongi takes his own drink and starts sipping on it. “What’s up with you, huh?”

“Listen here grandpa, I am trying to get crazy tonight.”

“What did I say about you calling me grandpa?” Yoongi raises a brow at you and you snort.

“That every time I do it, that’s one less drink for me.”

“Yup, looks like you won’t be getting too crazy because there goes one drink.” He brings his straw to his mouth and sucks up the vodka sour.

“You’re a pain in my ass.” You roll your eyes playfully. “So, tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“Is he still staring at me?”

“Honestly no.”

You slump your shoulders in disappointment.

“Why not?” you pout.

Yoongi looks behind you and frowns. He places a hand on your shoulder and shakes his head…his way of telling you that you don’t want to know.

“Let me guess,” you start chugging back your second drink. “He’s already got some girl in his lap, probably making out with her.”

“Close. She’s between his legs and kissing his neck.”

“Not surprised.” You finish your drink, slamming the glass on the bar top. You wave down the bar tender again and order a shot this time.

“When’s Joon getting here?” you glance at your phone, looking at the time. “He said he would be here at 11 but it’s already almost 12.”

“We didn’t even get here until 11:30.” Yoongi deadpans, “Namjoon was right to be late.”

“Whatever, whatever.” You take the shot the bar tender hands you and throw it back. It burns, the liquid is like lava as it travels down your throat but somehow you enjoy it.

“I sent him a text, he said he is almost here.” Yoongi takes a sip of his drink, “You aren’t going to try to make out with him again are you….?”

“Oh my god, Yoongs, that was one time! And you know I get super embarrassed just thinking about it!” you throw your head in your hands as you recall the memory.

“Yeah, you should be embarrassed.” He takes another sip of his drink, “You won’t ever try to make out with like me, right?” he gives you a disturbed expression and you can’t help but laugh.

“I won’t” you say with a straight face. “I might make out with Jimin though.” Your eyes slide to the side as you search for the boy. “He is always fun to make out with.”

“I don’t know how you guys do that.” Yoongi breathes out, “You’re friends yet when you’re drunk you make out, like literally every time.” His fingers go to his chin as he thinks. “Are you sure you guys aren’t secretly in love with one another?”

“Oh def not.” You giggle. “He thinks I’m hot, I think he’s hot. So we make out.”

“Right.” Yoongi nibbles on his bottom lip. “Let’s see how long that lasts for.”

You’re about to respond when in the distance you seen Namjoon walk through the bar, he’s got Jin following close behind him. You see Jin’s face light up when he spots someone behind you.

“Jungkookie!” Jin calls out, waving his arms around. Namjoon walks closer to you and Yoongi and immediately gives you a look of apology.

“Hey guys.” He greets the both of you, his hand raising to get the bar tenders attention, “What we drinking tonight?”

“I don’t know what we are drinking but it’s going to be a lot.” You eye Jin who is waving over none other than your ex.

“Jungkook! Come here!” Jin keeps calling out for him, “Why isn’t he coming?” he looks over at you, Yoongi and Namjoon.

“You realize y/n is Jungkook’s ex, right?” Yoongi states the obvious. “So like obviously he doesn’t want to come over here.”

“Oh shit, I forgot.” Jin scratches the back of his neck, “Sorry y/n…”

“It’s fine as long as he doesn’t come here—”

“What?!” and it’s the voice you didn’t want to ever hear again. “What do you want Jin?!” Jungkook stands in your circle of friends, his eyes on Jin as he speaks. But your eyes? Shit, they’re on him. He’s got black, tight jeans that practically melt over his thighs. His short sleeve black t shirt that shows his muscular, tatted arms. And his hair is short and dark and parted to the side and you can see…is that an eyebrow piercing? That’s new. Basically, he looks good. Fucking good.

“I just wanted you to come hang out but…” Jin trails off, his eyes landing on you. Making everything obvious, fucking obvious. “But I guess we are still not doing that.”

“Just go back to your friends, Jungkook.” You find the courage to say. “No one wants you here.”

At that, Jungkook’s face lights up with amusement. He quirks his pierced brow and nods at you, slowly.

“Is that so? Sounds like Jin wants me here.” He steps closer to where you’re seated at the bar,

“Oh? So you’ll stay? That’s new for you.” You spit out and Jungkook blinks at you a few times before scoffing.

“Are you still going to be bitter even 20 years from now?” he laughs. “You’re ridiculous. And sad.”

“Only thing that’s sad is your dick game.”

“Damn….” You hear Yoongi chuckle from beside you.

“Okay, what if we don’t fight, okay?” Namjoon steps in, “y/n—”

“No, it’s okay,” Jungkook smirks down at you, “She and I both know that’s not true.” He grins a cocky ass grin and you want to slap it off his face.

“Shut up.” You respond weakly and he chuckles.

“See?” he gestures all around, “She knows my dick had her—”

“Okay!” Jimin cuts in, putting a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. “So are we all finally hanging out as a group again? Or are we still separated because of our divorced parents, y/n and Jungkook?” Jimin lightly teases.

“When did you get here?” You ask, totally confused on where the hell he came from.

“Just got here, saw all my friends in one place. Tae and Hobi with you Jungkook? You should tell them to come over here and hang with us too.”

“We aren’t all hanging out though?” You question. You glance over at Yoongi who looks amused to say the least.

“Aren’t we though?” Yoongi asks, a smug smile on his face.

“Yeah.” Jungkook crosses his arms over his chest and he smiles at you. “Aren’t we though?”

“Fuck off, Jeon.” You stand from your bar stool and walk past him, your shoulder bumping his.

“Where you going?” Yoongi calls out for you, standing from his own bar stool. “Great. She’s mad.” He looks around the bar and notices you heading towards the bathrooms.

“I’ll go talk to her.” Jungkook huffs out, feeling a little bad since he knows it’s his fault.

“Yeah, no offense, buddy but you’re the last person who should be going to talk to her.” Jimin puts a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder again, stopping him from walking towards the bathrooms. “So, I’ll go.”

“You’re just offering to go because you think you will get the chance to kiss her.” Yoongi says with a straight face.

“Why would Jimin kiss y/n?” Jungkook asks with big, doe eyes. “Hello? Why?” he repeats when no one answers as they all exchange awkward glances.

“Anyway. It’s obviously me who is going to go.” Yoongi sighs. “Someone watch my drink—”

“No.” Jungkook cuts him off, “I’m going.” And before anyone can object, Jungkook is storming off towards the bathrooms.

You wait in line at the bathrooms, waiting and waiting when finally two drunken girls exit the small room and you are able to go inside. You’re about to walk through when someone is pushing you forward until you’re in the bathroom and the door is being closed and locked.

“What the fu—”

You don’t expect Jungkook to be in the bathroom with you. His back is against the door as he breathes out rough breaths like he hurried to get to you.

“What are you doing in here?” you put your hands on your hips. “People will get the wrong idea.”

“Not like we haven’t fucked in here before.” Jungkook shrugs. “Anyway I just came to talk.”

“Talk about what? We literally have nothing to talk about?” you look off to the side, anything to avoid his eyes.

“I’m sorry I made you mad tonight.”

“That’s what you are sorry for?” you ask, still averting his gaze. “For tonight? There’s a million other things you should be apologizing for—”

“Really y/n? When are you going to get over it, huh?” Jungkook exhales a long breath, “We broke up. Big deal. We didn’t work.” Jungkook’s raises his volume just a bit as he speaks.

“Fuck you.”

“Oh? I bet you wish you could.”

You feel the heat rush to your cheeks as they turn nice and pink, your blush deepening as his words echo in your mind.

“You’re the worst.” You whisper. “I can’t believe I was ever in love with you.”

Jungkook’s eyes expand and his mouth drops open…he’s trying so hard to be civil with you but why do you have to say things like that?

“So you aren’t anymore?” he asks quietly. “In love with me.”

“Why would I be?” you spit out, “You’re immature, irresponsible and can’t take anything seriously. Why would I be?” you repeat in a whisper.

Jungkook feels his heart sinking in his chest, your words affecting him more than he wants to admit. But if that’s how you have to feel about him, then so be it.

“Plus.” You begin again, “It’s not like you’re still in love with me. You probably never were.” You whisper.

“Stop.” Jungkook raises a hand up. “I was very, very in love with you.” His voice is low and intimidating. “We just..”

“We don’t have to go through this again.” You say a little louder now, “It gets us nowhere.”

“y/n….” Jungkook frowns, “Can we just be civil for the night? It’s been a while since we all hung out as a group and it’s our fault, you know?”

“Fine.” You walk closer to him, closer to the door, that is. Jungkook keeps standing here, not moving.

“By the way, you look beautiful.” He says so quietly you almost don’t hear.

“Don’t.” you say just as quietly. “Please.”

“Why not? Afraid you’ll—”

“Just stop, Jungkook.”

And then you are unlocking the door and forcing it open, leaving the bathroom, leaving Jungkook.

~~~~

“Holy hell, you are drunk.” Yoongi tries to get you down from dancing on the table, “Please. For the love of god.” He yanks you by the hand and you eventually listen, giggling to yourself hysterically.

“Let her have fun.” Jungkook sips on his drink with a drunken grin. “I haven’t seen her like this in forever.” He chuckles. “It’s awesome.”

“Where’s Jimin?” you slur, “Wanna make out.”

Jungkook’s eyes narrow at you and then he whips his head in Yoongi’s direction.

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“They make out when they’re drunk, trust me it isn’t anything eventful.” Yoongi comments nonchalantly. “Plus, you broke up with her so I don’t think you get to care.”

“Yoongi.” Jungkook grits his teeth but then he pauses taking a moment to think if he really wants to ask his next question. “Has y/n been with anyone else?” he tries not to slur his words, but he’s drunk after all.

“Not your business.”

“Guys! Guys! I want to make out!” you reach their table and start dancing again, Jungkook can’t help how his eyes devour you as you move. He stands from his chair and offers his hand to you and you open your eyes to take a good look at him.

“What?” you yell out. “What do you want?”

“To dance with you?” Jungkook can’t help but show you a lopsided grin as he continues to extend his hand to you. “Could be fun?”

“Hmm…” you pretend to think, “Would rather go swimming in a lake of fire.” You look at him again, a pretty little smirk playing at your lips.

“Come on y/n. For old times sake.” He drunkenly pushes on, “Come on.”

“Fine, one dance.” You slide your hand into his and you hate how you immediately feel a swarm of butterflies in your stomach at the skin to skin contact.

“One dance.” He repeats with a goofy smile.

You two head to the dance floor and he immediately places your body in front of his, your back against his chest. His hands dip dangerously low, squeezing your hips and rubbing your upper thighs. You love the feeling of his hands on you, you’ve definitely missed it. Jungkook sways your bodies to the beat of the music and things feel like they are moving so fast. The flashing lights, the drink after drink, the song after song, his hands exploring the entirety of your body. His lips finding a place on the side of your neck, your ass grinding into his crotch, it’s all happening in dizzying circles.

How you came barging in his front door of his apartment with his lips devouring your lips, you don’t know. But here you are. You two crash into wall after wall, his lips never leaving yours. His tongue pleasantly shoved down your throat as he begins to unbutton your jeans, and your hands are at his shirt, trying your best to rip it off him.

“Fuck…” Jungkook pulls away from you, completely out of breath.

And the rest is quite literally a blur. You only recall snippets of the night. You can recall his fingers on your clit as you are backed into the living room wall, you can recall his mouth hot on your pussy with one of your legs thrown over his shoulder. You can recall his dick between your lips, sucking on it, gagging on it. And most of all, you can recall how his cock thrusted inside you over and over, fucking you against his sofa.

You also recall the sweet words, the soothing massage on your back, the tight hugs as he cuddled you on his couch after you two came. You remember how good it felt to be his again. But now…

Two months later

“You’re what now?” Yoongi looks at you with a blank stare, after you don’t respond to him he takes his coffee and sips on it, shaking his head. “I know I didn’t hear that right.” He says.

“I’m pregnant.” You say again. “What the hell am I going to do?” You groan, throwing your head on the table in his kitchen. “I’m so fucking…so fucking scared.” You admit between sharp breaths, “What…what…”

“Okay, okay.” Yoongi sets his coffee down, a look of softness and pity adorning his face. “Let’s calm down,” he reaches for your hand, “You don’t have to keep it, y/n. You can…I don’t know, give it aw—”

“Oh?” You give him a look of disappointment, “I still check up on my fucking Nintendogs.” You start sniffling, your face twisting into a horrid mess. “You don’t think I’ll get attached? Carrying a baby for 9 months? Then I just…fucking…give it away?!” You look at Yoongi incredulously. “Why is this happening to me?”

“One, you aren’t the first person to ever get pregnant when they weren’t expecting it—”

“Is that somehow supposed to be comforting because it fucking isn’t.”

Yoongi sighs out, “And two, you have me, you have the guys, you have your family.”

“But you know who I don’t have?”

“…When are you going to tell him?”

At this you scoff, you wipe your snot with the back of your hand and look Yoongi in his eyes.

“How can I tell him? What would he even say?” you exhale a deep breath, “I just found out I’m pregnant with his baby. I’m spiraling. How the hell is he going to take it?”

“Don’t tell me you’re not planning on telling him…” Yoongi narrows his eyes at you, “y/n this is his baby too…he deserves to know.”

You know Yoongi is right, Jungkook is just as much in this as you are…and he isn’t even aware of it yet. This baby is like, half his or whatever. But he doesn’t have to carry it around! Ugh, why is this so complicated.

“I don’t know.” You answer honestly. “You know how Jungkook is…he can’t handle this. If I am barely holding on there’s no way he can handle this. He’s just too…Jungkook. He thinks a healthy breakfast is half a pop tart at 2pm. Need I remind you he literally broke up with me because he wasn’t ready for serious shit?” you start to sniffle again, your eyes wetting with tears. “And what? You think he’s going to like co parent with me? Or he’s going to say ‘thank you for letting me know but I want nothing to do with you or this child’? That’ll just…that’ll break me.” You admit between a few quiet sobs.

Yoongi’s lips curve downwards into one of the most pity filled frowns you have ever seen. He feels bad for you, he really does. He still thinks you should tell Jungkook though.

“If Jungkook won’t be a dad…” Yoongi starts, clearing his throat a few times. “I will be, Namjoon will be, Jimin will be…the list goes on. You aren’t alone, y/n. You have us.”

This just makes you cry harder. You’re grateful you two are alone in his apartment, that he lives alone.

“Fuck…” you sniffle out, “Thank you Yoongs.” You try taking deep breaths but fail miserably. “But…” your shaky voice makes Yoongi wince, he hates this. Seeing you like this really breaks his heart…

“Think of it this way,” Yoongi squeezes your hand. “No periods for a while right? What else…you are eating for two now, so you have every excuse to get fat…you’re allowed to nap whenever you want…bigger boobs, longer hair, good skin, the list goes on really.”

“How-How do you know so much about pregnancies?”

“Isn’t that all common knowledge? Plus, when my sister was pregnant with her first kid she raved about wanting to get pregnant again for those things.” Yoongi shrugs.

You can’t help but sort of laugh, not feeling all the way better but you know, a little. “I guess bigger boobs would be cool.”

“Of course out of everything that’s what you took from that.” Yoongi rolls his eyes playfully, “Don’t forget no periods.”

“True, that is awesome.”

You and Yoongi share a look with one another before Yoongi sighs out, squeezing your hand again.

“You have to tell him.”

“How?” You get choked up again, “I am responsible for ruining his li—”

“He’s just as responsible as you are.” Yoongi cuts you off, “He did this too. He got you pregnant.”

“Shit.” You breathe out heavily, “When? When do I do this?”

“No time is going to feel like the right time…but the sooner you do it the better. Have you seen a doctor?”

“Yes…”

There’s no way. There’s no fucking way. Even though you took 5 tests at home you came to the doctor to be sure.

“Congratulations y/n! You’re pregnant.” The doctor smiles at you, her lips curved into the perfect pity smile. You have been seeing your doctor since you were 12. She’s your family’s doctor. Also a family friend. She’s basically the mother you never had. She knows you. She knows how single you are, she knows there is no man in the picture. She knows.

“I’m-I’m what?” you blink at her repeatedly, “No…” you begin shaking your head. “There’s no way. Kathy, this doesn’t make sense.”

“Well, did you use a condom?”

Well, no. You and Jungkook used a condom the first time you ever had sex and then like, never again.

“No….”

“Did he perhaps finish inside you?”

“Well…” you look off to the side awkwardly.

“Well, then. It makes perfect sense.” She takes a seat, interlocking her fingers in front of her. “y/n…I know this must be a shock. But you have options…if you aren’t ready to be a mom.”

“Options? Like an abortion? Or adoption?”

“I was leaning more towards adoption.” She sighs, “There’s plenty of couples out there who are ready to be parents.”

“You know how I feel about that. I have no real reason to give my baby away other than I just don’t want it and that’s fucked up.”

“I know y/n…I wasn’t trying to trigger you or anything…”

Your own “parents” did that to you. They left you with a friend of theirs, Lou. He took care of you, he raised you. He felt odd about being called dad though so since you could talk he urged you to call him Uncle Lou. You owe that man everything.

“What about the…’dad’? Do I have to tell him?” you begin nibbling on your bottom lip. “I don’t want him to know, is that wrong?”

“y/n…” she frowns at you, “It’s completely up to you I suppose…but I know you’ll do the right thing.”

“The right thing?” you bite on your bottom lip harder. “He…” your thoughts get lost as you think about Jungkook. It’s best if you don’t tell him, right? But if you’re pregnant and he runs into you…won’t he be suspicious? No, Jungkook is too busy thinking about himself and the next girl he has his eyes on to even consider you and this baby.

“He doesn’t need to know.” You decide to say.

“y/n…” Kathy stands up and takes a seat next to you. “Is he a random?”

“It’s Jungkook.”

Her eyes widen at your confession, she begins to nod her head slowly before her expression is hardening.

“You have to tell him. He deserves to know…after all you two have been through…you would regret it y/n. I know you.”

“I know.” Is all you respond with.

“Lou will be excited though.” She begins to smile, “He rooted for you and Jungkook for so long and always talked about how cute your kids would be.”

“Oh god, I have to tell Uncle Lou.” You groan into your hands. “Excited? He’s going to be so disappointed…”

“Oh stop that, he’s going to be happy as long as you’re happy.”

“But I’m not happy?”

“You will be. Carrying around a child will definitely change you. I remember my first pregnancy…” Kathy takes your hand, “It’s a magical experience. Unlike anything else.”

“You were ready for kids though! I am going to be a single mother!”

“Ah, that doesn’t matter sweetheart.” She squeezes your hand in attempt to comfort you. “Being a mother is the most rewarding thing—with or without a father.”

You can only imagine what Kathy means. But you honestly have absolutely no clue. You feel your chest tighten as you become more and more overwhelmed.

“Uncle Lou is going to be excited.” You murmur, “I can see it now.” You look down at yours and Kathy’s hands. “Grandpa Lou. I can see that too.” You sniffle.

“He is the least of your worries, okay sweetie?” Kathy pulls her hand back and she rubs your shoulder. “Your biggest concern is….”

“I know.” You exhale a deep breath. “I know.”

“Kathy always knows what’s up.” Yoongi smiles, “I still wonder when her and Lou will finally get together.”

“Trust me, we are all thinking it.” You laugh, “They’re both too stubborn.”

~~~~~

A few weeks have passed, you plan on telling Uncle Lou the news tonight. You’re meeting him for dinner at his favorite diner, a small place right outside of the city. He is excited to see you as always, already planning his next visit with you about coming to stay the night at the house—inviting Kathy over for a game night, the usual stuff you used to do.

You’re a bit nervous about telling Uncle Lou the news…but also after sitting on it for a few weeks…you’re also a bit excited. You know he will be nothing but loving and supportive so it kind of lifts your spirits about the whole situation. Especially because you have yet to tell Jungkook—you know, the father of your baby.

There’s no one else in the diner but you and the staff. You wait patiently for your uncle to arrive, he’s always been known for being late. You pick at your nails, trying to rehearse exactly how you will announce to your uncle that you are pregnant. Oh, and that there is no father in the picture.

Finally, you hear the chime of the bell go off on the door of the diner and you see Uncle Lou waddle in, his mustached face grinning from ear to ear.

“Hey superstar.” Uncle Lou hurries to your booth, he’s extending his arms out for you to jump in them for a tight hug. “Get in here.”

You rush to your feet and embrace him, his arms wrapping around you so tight and lovingly it unfortunately pushes you to tears. You don’t mean to be such a baby but once you inhale Uncle Lou’s soft scent you are sniffling in his chest.

“Woah, woah.” He pulls back from you, holding you at arm’s length. “What’s my baby girl crying about?”

“Uncle…” your face twists into a look of desperation and he pulls you back in, hugging you tightly.

“Okay, okay. Do I have to kick someone’s ass?” he chuckles, his laughter whole hearted. “Because I will!”

You lean away from Uncle Lou, wiping at your face when you try to breathe evenly. He motions for you to sit down as he takes his own seat across from you.

“Now what’s going on?” he smiles for you, you see his teeth poke out from underneath his mustache. “What’s got you so emotional, hm?”

“I—I.” you try to speak but your breaths are harsh. “I don’t know how to say it.” You finally say after a long moment of calming yourself.

“You can tell me anything, sweetheart.” Uncle Lou says softly.

“Okay….” You gather your courage, “I’m pregnant.”

Uncle Lou doesn’t mean to choke on his spit, no, not really but here he is coughing up a storm a your sudden confession.

“You’re what?”

“Pregnant.” You sniffle. “I got pregnant.”

Uncle Lou nods his head slowly as he composes himself, he pats down his big belly and looks at yours.

“Pregnant? You’re having a baby?” he asks, having a hard time hiding his growing smile. “You’re going to be a mom?”

“Y-Yes.” You breathe out. “But it’s not really happy news…”

“Of course it’s happy news!” he basically shouts, “You’re going to give life! I didn’t know you got another boyfriend though…I am really out of the loop.”

“I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Oh.”

His smile drops little by little as the seconds pass, his face beginning to harden.

“Does the father not want to be a part of the baby’s life?” he asks quietly. “You don’t need a man.”

“He doesn’t know.” You admit, “I haven’t told him yet. I wanted to tell you first.”

“Although I am flattered by that…” Uncle Lou sighs out, “The father is the first who should know.”

“It’s Jungkook.” You blurt out and immediately Uncle Lou brightens.

“Jungkook? You two got back together?”

“No. No boyfriend, remember?” you try to steady your breaths. “We just…made a mistake recently.”

“But Jungkook is the father?” Uncle Lou smiles softly towards you, “That’s great news.”

“How is that great?” You snap, your voice rising. “He won’t want anything to do with me or this baby!”

Uncle Lou frowns at you, but somehow he does it with a small smile. He reaches for your hands across the table and brushes your fingers with his thumb.

“Jungkook loves you, darling. He won’t let you do this alone. Mark my words.”

“He doesn’t love me, Lou.” You say sternly. “He broke up with me because he doesn’t love—”

“He broke up with you because he was scared.” Uncle Lou cuts you off, “He’s young. In his 20’s. Give him a chance to breathe—”

“Who’s side are you on?” you deadpan. “Anyway, that’s why I wanted to meet.”

“Oh, not because you missed your old man?” he chuckles. “I already know the answer…but you’re keeping the baby aren’t you?”

“Yes.” You say quickly. “I would never abandon one of my own.”

“I know.” He whispers. “You won’t be alone, sweetheart. You’re going to get through this amazing journey.”

“Even if I’m alone—”

“You won’t be alone. You have me and Kathy, of course. And your friends. And I just know Jungkook will come around too when you tell him but darling…you have to tell him.”

“I know.” You sigh, “Maybe tomorrow.”

“That’s settled then.” Uncle Lou claps his hands together and he chuckles, grabbing the menu. “The server has avoided us because you were crying…let’s try to wave her down, superstar.”

~~~~~

y/n 8:32pm

Hey. Can we meet? I need to talk to you about something.

Sending that text took everything out of you to send. You typed and retyped that text maybe 40 times, and nothing felt right. You finally settled on the above message, but your stomach is twisting and turning as you wait for a reply.

You are so nervous even for a text back, how are you going to be when you actually meet with him?

Jungkook 8:40pm

Uh sure. Can I ask why tho?

y/n 8:41pm

Can I drop by?

Jungkook 8:50pm

When?

y/n 8:50pm

Like now…

Jungkook 9:16pm

Ok.

You feel the nausea that has been building finally make an appearance at the entrance of your throat…you rush to the toilet and throw up tonight’s dinner. You don’t know if it’s from the nerves or from the pregnancy. Either way it sucks.

You gather your things and head towards your car, getting inside and taking a deep breath. You can do this. You put the keys in and start driving towards Jungkook’s apartment, it’s like a 15 minute drive, not too long or too short. You roll down your windows and breathe in the night time air.

The radio is low, the breeze is nice and there are barely any other cars out. This calms you but the thought of telling Jungkook the news stops you from feeling all too relaxed. How will he react? You’re scared. You’re really scared. If he reacts as bad as you think he might, you’re going to feel heartbroken.

His apartment is in sight and you literally gulp down another round of puke. This is happening. This is really happening. You find a parking spot and head towards his apartment. It’s on the lower level so thankfully you don’t have to climb any stairs and it’s also close to where you parked so thankfully also a short walk. You reach his front door and knock a few times.

“You can do this. You can do this.” You start chanting underneath your breath. Suddenly, the door is being swung open and a girl you don’t recognize stands before you. She’s got her purse and jacket in hand and starts walking past you, Jungkook comes running up behind her and then his panicked eyes find yours.

“You got here faster than I thought you would…” he scratches the back of his neck. “Uh, see you Liza.” He waves at the girl and she rolls her eyes, shoving past you.

“Sorry.” You swallow down another round of puke, “You should have told me you were…” You glance behind you. “Busy.”

“No, no. It’s fine.” He smiles sheepishly. “Come in.” he opens the door wider and gestures for you to come inside.

“Okay.” You walk inside, you eye his place…nothing has really changed since the last time you were here…which was just a couple months ago.

“Listen—”

“So—”

You both begin at the same time and he immediately motions for you to go first.

“We really need to talk.”

“About?” he asks slowly, “If it’s about us again—”

“It’s more than just us.” You snap, but then you try to collect yourself. “Jungkook.” You slowly close your eyes and take a few deep breaths. It’s best if you don’t waste any more time…it’s best if you just blurt it out. It’s best if you just— “I’m pregnant.”

Jungkook isn’t really sure if he heard you right, no, not really. He looks at you with a dumb ass expression that screams he has no idea what’s going on.

“What?” he finally asks, his blank expression growing. His big doe eyes blinking at you over and over. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I’m pregnant.”

This time he heard you. Loud and clear. His growing confusion begins transforming into something else—anger.

“Who the fuck got you pregnant?” he asks, his tone cold, “And why are you telling me? No, that doesn’t matter. Who is he? You’ve been seeing someone?” now he starts to sound panicked. “Who? Who is it? Does he know you’re pregnant? I didn’t know you were seeing someone—”

“Jungkook.” You look at him like he can’t be serious, “I….” then you start laughing, because he is so dumb.

“What?” his voice rises in volume.

“Why do you think I’m telling you?” you narrow your eyes at him, “Let’s just say last person I fucked was you. So.”

Jungkook pinches his brows together as he gazes at you, then his eyes are expanding as realization begins to hit him.

“Wait, wait, wait.” He throws his hands up and scoffs. “You’re not saying…no, can’t be.” He shakes his head. “This is ridiculous.” He chuckles as he thinks more and more about it. “Are you trying to tell me….?”

“Jungkook I’m pregnant and you’re the father.” You tell him bluntly, “But don’t worry I’m not expecting anything from you, I just know you had a right to know. So everyone keeps saying.”

“Not expecting any…thing…from me…? And everyone? Who’s everyone? Who all knows?” he asks, his eyes filling with an emotion you have never seen on a person.

“A few of our friends. Lou, Kathy obviously since she’s my doctor.” You begin listing them off your fingers.

“You told our friends before you told me?” he asks with his voice low. “Wait we slept together a while ago and you’re just finding out?”

“I’ve known for a bit.” You admit, your face turning pink. “I—”

“So I’m the last to know? What the fuck y/n.” he walks to his living room and takes a seat on his couch. “You’re pregnant…? With my baby…?” he bows his head down as he thinks. He is silent for several minutes, making you antsy. Finally he clears his throat and looks up at you. “How far along are you?”

“I’m about to be 10 weeks.” You follow him to the living room and sit on the couch as well, leaving a whole cushion of space between you.

Jungkook bows his head down again until his face is in his hands. He quietly groans, and curses underneath his breath.

“Have you heard the heartbeat yet?” he all but whispers.

“My next appointment.” You sigh, “On Thursday.”

Jungkook lifts his head from his hands and turns to face you, he has a look of betrayal on his features.

“I want to come.”

“What?”

Jungkook scoots closer to you, his hand finding your knee.

“I said I want to come. Don’t I have that right? As the father?”

“Jungkook.” You pull his hand off of you and look into his dark, doe eyes. “I said I’m not expecting anything from you. You don’t have to do anything. I only told you because you have a right to know but you don’t want this.” You gesture towards your tummy. “This is a lot of responsibility and you….”

Jungkook scrunches his face up in curiosity. His brows pulled together and a pout forming on his lips.

“And I? I what?”

“No offense…but you are not—”

“Not fit to be a dad? No fucking shit, this came on to me like 5 minutes ago but I am trying to take the news in a way that I’m not flipping the fuck out.” He grits, “You are already shutting me down and pushing me out. You aren’t even giving me a chance to try?” he scoots even closer. “I’m trying to handle this y/n. Because it’s you. But you are…”

“Because it’s me? What does that mean?” you lean into him, fire in your eyes. “Huh?”

“Nothing, it’s nothing.” He huffs out. “I’m not going to be a piece of shit, y/n. Sorry to disappoint. But if what you are saying is true—”

“If what I’m saying is true?” You ask incredulously. “What? You think I would come here and lie? About being fucking pregnant?”

“Well, how do I know I’m really the father?!” he yells, “That was months ago, I don’t know what you get up to.”

“Because I say you are!” You try to even your breathing, “You’re the only one I’ve slept with even since we broke up.” You admit between bated breaths. “So there is literally no chance it could be anyone else.”

Jungkook widens his eyes at your confession and he is hit with a pang of guilt. You haven’t been with anyone else?

“Okay, okay.” He raises his hands, “I believe you.” He breathes out.

“You think I wanted this Jungkook?” you whisper, your eyes glossing over. “I’m so scared.”

“Fuck…” Jungkook hesitantly reaches for you, his hands pulling at your arms. “Come here.” He says as he tries to hug you.

“No.” you pull away, “Just because you’re the father of my child doesn’t mean anything else. If you want to be a part of my kids life, then fine. We can learn to coparent but at the end of the day you are still the asshole who broke my heart.”

“One, I am the father of our child. And I do want to be a part of our kids life. And two, fine, fine. You just want to coparent so be it. But I want to be a part of this pregnancy as much as you are.”

“Oh then go throw up for me.” You deadpan.

“You know what I mean you fucking smartass. I want to know about every appointment, I want to know when the baby first kicks, I want to know when you don’t feel well, I want to know when you are having those crazy cravings—fuck, I don’t just want to know about these things, I want to be there for these things. I want to take care of you.”

“Why?”

“Because you are the mother of my baby. Our baby. And I want to make sure you’re healthy and good.” He looks off to the side, “No one is more responsible for you than me. I’m the one who knocked you up so.”

“How nicely worded.” You roll your eyes. “But fine, you can be a apart of the journey.”

“I won’t lie to you. I don’t think it’s fully hit me. But I know inside…I am freaking out.”

“Of course you are. If I was freaking out I can’t imagine what you are going through…” You roll your eyes again, “I know you didn’t want this. Kids or anything of the sort. Especially with me. But—”

“Don’t do that.” Jungkook whispers. “Not now. Not when we are in the situation we are in.”

“Anyway.” You sigh, “You know the truth now. I’ll keep you updated through texts.”

“Just through texts? When’s that appointment again?”

“Thursday at 11am.” You stand from the couch.

“Wait wait…” Jungkook stands too, reaching for your hand but quickly lets go. “Are you showing? I can’t tell with that sweater you’re wearing…”

“I am. Just a very little bit though. And by a little bit, I mean, no, not really.”

“Can I see?”

You feel your cheeks flush as your body warms up with embarrassment. You slowly lift your sweater and show him your stomach.

“They say it’s the size of kumquat.” You can’t help but smile a little. “Crazy right?”

“Wow…” he leans closer to you. “Can I feel?”

“Jungkook I’m barely showing…”

“But I can tell. You have a little bump.” He smiles, his bunny teeth poking out. “I want to feel my baby.” He whispers.

“Sure…” you lift your sweater higher and turn to face Jungkook. His warm hand slides over your tummy, feeling your baby bump.

You would be lying if you said you aren’t fucking shocked right now…Jungkook is taking this a million times better than you thought he would.

“Wow.” He looks up at you, his eyes filled with another emotion you have never seen before. “She’s going to grow and grow…and your belly is going to get bigger and bigger.”

“She?” you can’t help but laugh. “You don’t know if it’s a girl!”

“I have a feeling.” He winks at you, “Don’t you think? Don’t you have that mothers intuition?”

“Not yet at least.” You admit, “You’re good at everything…even mother’s intuition.” You laugh again.

Your hand cups his hand as it lingers on your stomach, you feel your smile fading as you realize what this all means.

“We’re going to be parents, Jungkook.” You half whisper. “We are nowhere near ready.”

“Speak for yourself.” He scoffs cockily, “I’m amazing at whatever I do!”

Your eyes begin to crinkle from your giggles, you hate to admit he’s right. But he is still very immature, irresponsible and a ladies man. Can he do this?

“I should get going.” You pull your hand off his, “But I’ll see you Thursday?”

“Yeah…” Jungkook tries to smile, “See you Thursday.”

~~~~~

“Wow, having a DD we don’t have to pay for is fucking awesome.” Jimin exclaims loudly, “Sucks you can’t drink though.”

“Yeah, yeah. Keep rubbing it in.” you sip on your water, “I’d be shaking ass right now if it weren’t for this lil baby growing in me.”

“You’re still having fun though right?” Yoongi asks, “Because if not we can totally go home.”

“You’re just saying that because you could totally go home.” Namjoon points out. “y/n it is up to you though.”

“Nah, let’s enjoy this Saturday night.” You smile devilishly, “Sorry Yoongs.”

“Fuck, I never get what I want.”

“I feel like that’s not true.”

“Isn’t it always what Yoongi wants Yoongi gets?” Jin asks.

“Then why the fuck aren’t we all home?” Yoongi takes the straw between his lips and starts drinking his whiskey soda.

“y/n!!!!” you hear your name across the bar then you see two friends you haven’t hung with in a while because…

“Tae!! Hobi!!” you feel yourself get emotional seeing your two friends, “HI!” you scream out and Tae and Hobi engulf you in a hug.

“We heard everything.” Tae whispers in your ear, his hand immediately going to your stomach. You aren’t surprised by Taehyung’s straight forwardness. You instead laugh and welcome his large hand over your shirt.

“Tae.” Hobi whines, “You should ask first!”

“Oh.” He says, his lips forming an ‘o’. “My bad.” He quickly removes his hand from your stomach then proceeds to ask you. “Can I touch your belly?”

You laugh and nod your head and his hand automatically finds its way back to your stomach. He begins rubbing it over and over, then he bends down and starts cooing at your tummy.

“Okay, okay. Enough!” you giggle. “That’s enough!”

“Man, we have missed you y/n.” Hobi admits, “Sorry it’s so hard to hang out…”

“I’m the one who should be apologizing. When you aren’t with Jungkook we really have to find some time to chill.” You smile at the boys and they nod their heads in agreement.

“What about me?” Jungkook walks up to you all and you feel your heart pinch in your chest.

“Nothing, nothing.” You wave him off. But he looks at you with disapproval.

“Why are you here? Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?” he begins scolding you but you only roll your eyes.

“I’m their DD.” You point at Jimin and them. “It’s not like I’m drinking and I’m barely showing.”

“Doesn’t change the fact you are carrying my baby.” His brows are set in a deep v. “You should be home. Resting,”

“I’m fine, Jungkook.” You roll your eyes again. “What about you? You aren’t home resting? With what’s her face? Liza?” you smile slyly towards him and he opens his mouth to speak when Namjoon cuts in.

“Okay, guys. No fighting. It’s not good for the baby.”

“The baby being me.” Jimin comments with his hand raised.

“No, you fool. The actual baby!” Jin swats Jimin’s arm. “Right?”

“The baby is fine…” you huff out, “Can you guys get drunk already?”

~

“How you hanging in there?” Yoongi slurs as he comes up to you at the table you’re seated at.

“I’m fine. As long as you guys are having fun, I am too.” You smile for him, a fake smile, but a smile nonetheless.

“We haven’t really gotten a chance to talk about the whole Jungkook thing…”

“What’s there to talk about?” you place your head in your hand on the table top.

“Uh. ‘You are carrying my baby’ that for starters.” He laughs but then becomes serious when he sees you sighing out.

“He wants to coparent.”

“No fucking way…” Yoongi sputters surprisingly. “Well, somehow I am actually not that shocked.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve always known Jungkook would do anything for you. He also likes to do the right thing ….eventually.”

“Do anything for me? Yeah right.” You scoff. “And yeah I guess.”

“I know you guys had a bad break up but maybe you just don’t understand his perspective.”

“You sound like Lou.” You punch his arm lightly. “Who’s side are you on?”

“You’re my best friend so yours…but as your best friend I can also tell you when I think you aren’t always right.”

“When was I wrong?!”

“You gave him an ultimatum y/n. He was freaking out. And—”

“So it’s my fault?!” you breathe out, “You’re saying he dumped me because it’s my fault?”

“I’m not saying that completely…” Yoongi tries to calm you, a hand on your knee. “But you didn’t make it easy—”

“Fuck off, Yoongi.” You stand from your chair, the chair screeching against the wooden floors. “You guys can find your own ride home.”

“Okay.” Yoongi sighs, “Fine.”

You’re about to walk away when Jungkook comes waltzing up to you, concern gracing his handsome features.

“Hey…everything okay?” he asks, his hand going to your shoulder but you shove him off.

“How do you even know something is wrong?” you yell over the music, your voice laced in disapproval.

“I was watching you…” Jungkook admits, “You look like you and Yoongi were fighting…”

“Watching me? Why? Shouldn’t you be watching whatever girl you’re going to fuck?”

“Stop that.” Jungkook warns. “You’re being crazy.”

“I’m being? I’m being crazy?” You ask incredulously. “You guys can all fuck off.” You storm off, leaving Jungkook behind. He glances at Yoongi and Yoongi shrugs.

“Pregnancy hormones, man.”

“What were you guys talking about?” Jungkook decides to pry, “She looked really upset.”

“You.” Yoongi shrugs again, “And don’t ask what about because the rest is none of your business.”

“Right.” Jungkook slumps his shoulders. “Hey…” he lifts his head to get a look at Yoongi. “Are we ever going to be okay again, man? I know since the breakup you have really been there for y/n…and I am really grateful for that…but we were once close too…”

“You broke her heart, Jungkook.”

“I know that bothers you because you’re her best friend but you also……don’t you….” Jungkook trails off as Yoongi stands from his own chair, an annoyed expression painting itself on his face.

“You don’t know what you are talking about.” Yoongi bumps shoulders with Jungkook as he passes him.

“I knew it.” Jungkook whispers. “I fucking knew it.”

~

The morning sickness is no joke, you wake up wanting to puke like it’s breathing. But you still have to go to work for 8 hours a day just like everyone else. The whole world looks a little blurry as you walk into the office but you try your best to ignore it.

“And that will conclude this morning’s meeting but remember guys…we meet again at 2 to discuss the other project!” Your boss Gary points at the clock, like you guys don’t all know what 2 o’clock is.

“I have a question?” Jason raises his hand, “If we aren’t directly working on the upcoming project, do we still need to attend the meeting?”

“Yes! Everyone needs to be here, it is essential!” Gary rolls his eyes, “Even if you think you aren’t directly involved, everyone will have a part. Got it? Good.” Then Gary is leaving the meeting room.

“Got it? Good.” Your friend Rina mocks in a high pitched voice, leaning in to whisper that in your ear. “He’s so bossy.” She pops her bubblegum.

“Oh god, can you throw that gum away? The scent is making me sick.” You feel yourself grow nauseas.

“You can’t hand the scent of…bubblegum?” she laughs. “Weird. But okay.”

“I have a sensitive nose” you try to defend yourself. “Also, why does Gary think we all have a role on the Leeson project? You don’t think he’s going to be handing out more work do you…my plate is already so full.” You whine.

“Girl, my plate is overflowing.” Rina bangs her head against her folder. “If he gives me more work I will literally cry.”

“Me too.” You say.

“You look nice today y/n.” You hear a deep voice from beside you, “See you girls around.” And Jason is getting up and walking out of the meeting room.

“Oh my god. This is the third time this month that Jason aka Mister Office Eye Candy has complimented you!” Rina claps her hands together. “When will he just ask you out? If he doesn’t ask you out by next month I am going after him myself.”

“Go for it.” You laugh. “Trust me he’s going to lose interest in me soon…” you look down at your belly. “Real soon.”

“Why would he lose interest in you?” Rina takes a moment to think, “Oh! Don’t tell me you’re getting back with Jungkook?”

“Oh god.” You groan, “Can we not talk about Jungkook?” You begin to stand from your chair and Rina follows.

“Well, you guys did hook up recently…has that continued?”

“Hell to the no.” you whisper, “last time we hooked up there was a huge result.” You look around to see if anyone is listening as you and Rina exit the meeting room.

“Which was?”

“Rina….” You glance over your shoulder one last time before leaning into her space. “I’m pregnant.”

“YOU”RE WHAT?!”

“Shh!!!” you urge her to quiet down, your hands on her shoulder. “Can you be quiet? My god.” You laugh.

“W-W-Wait! You mean you’re pregnant like as in going to have a baby?”

“Yeah. That’s usually what that means.” You say with a straight face. “Listen, I’m not ready for people to know yet so…”

“Oh totally, totally. I get it.” Rina nods her head, “I won’t tell anyone.” She sticks out her pinky for you to take it.

~

2 o’clock rolls around and you are feeling worse. Your view is a blurry one and you feel so fucking dizzy. Is this normal? You read this is normal, so you will try not to freak out. You head towards the meeting room when you take a seat next to Rina.

“Hey girl. You okay? You look…”

“I’m fine.” You breathe out, “It’s fine.”

“Okay!” Gary puts his hands together, “Let’s get started, shall we?”

“Shall we?” Rina mocks in your ear and you can’t help but chuckle.

“Something funny girls?” Gary looks at you two with disapproving eyes. “Want to share?”

“No, not really.” Rina says loudly, “You can continue.”

“Okay. That’s what I thought.” Gary then puts his attention on his laptop. “The Leeson project is going to be a big one…”

His words start fading as you try to pay attention to the slides on the projector. But every word gets smooshed with another, your vision getting blurrier and blurrier. Your mouth suddenly feels dry and you are starting to lose your hearing. Then darkness.

~

“It’s normal?” you hear a voice say, sounds kind of faraway though. “Will this happen like all the time?”

“No sir, should only occur during the beginning. Only 20% of women really experience this.”

“Jeez…” then you feel your hand being squeezed. This warmth feels familiar. You slowly start to open your eyes when you see yourself in a white room. A hospital room. What happened?

“y/n!” That same voice calls out for you, “You’re awake.” It says more softly. You slowly turn your head to the side to see Jungkook sitting next to you, his eyes pooling with worry.

“What-What happened?” You look around your surroundings, the nurse in view.

“You passed out at work.” The nurse says, “But it’s completely normal, your vitals look good, the baby is fine too.”

You sigh out in relief at the news that the baby is fine.

“Why are you here?” You pull your hand away from his, he immediately feels embarrassed.

“I’m still you emergency contact.” He admits, “They called me over.”

“Oh….” You look off awkwardly. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. As the father of our baby, I’m glad it’s me they called. And that you’re both okay.”

“Right.”

“You should probably eat more though…” the nurse takes advantage and butts in, “Remember you are eating for two now. You are probably not eating nearly enough. And make sure you are also drinking lots of fluids.”

“You aren’t eating enough?” Jungkook scrunches his brows together. “y/n.” he says with a hint of disappointment, “You have to take care of yourself. Not just for you but for her.”

“Okay, okay. I get it.”

“Let me cook you dinner tonight.” Jungkook offers out of nowhere. “I’ll make sure you are well fed.” He winks and you go red. You don’t know why, but you feel shy and embarrassed that he said that. Double meaning perhaps? No, you know he means nothing by it.

“No, it’s okay.” You huff out, “I’ll go to Lou’s for dinner—”

“That’s a 45 minute drive.” Jungkook looks over at the nurse. “He lives out in the country side.”

“It’s fine.” You repeat but Jungkook isn’t having any of it.

“Dinner at my place. Or yours. Up to you. I’m giving you a choice.”

“I don’t want a choice.”

“Doesn’t feel good does it?” Jungkook says quietly. “Anyway, dinner at my place then.”

You start nibbling on your lips, and pulling at your hair. Dinner with Jungkook? He did say he wants to take care of you…there’s no deeper meaning. You’re carrying his child for Christ’s sake.

“Fine.” You finally give in, “Whatever.”

Jungkook grins down at you, his bunny smile on full display. He walks closer to the nurse and starts mumbling whatever it is he is saying as you lay here and think. You really are grateful that you are okay and that the baby is too.

Jungkook cooks up a big dinner—steaks, risotto, and salad. He even presents it nicely on the plate like he is competing on a cooking show. You stare down at your meal and can’t help but feel a bit grateful for him right now…maybe you haven’t been eating as well as you should be. Maybe just maybe you aren’t taking care of yourself the way you’re meant to.

“I added extra everything in the risotto. Extra cheese especially.” He winks at you, “Eat up.”

“Thanks Jungkook.” You take a spoonful of the risotto and chew it slowly. The flavors bursting. It’s so savory and so flavorful and so utterly delicious it has you moaning in satisfaction.

“Wow, don’t think I have heard that kind of moan coming from you in a while.” Jungkook jokes, taking a bite of his steak.

“Shut up.” You take another bite of the risotto. “It’s just really, really good.”

“I’m glad you like it…try the steak too.” Jungkook grins, “I made sure to cook it well done…I know it’s not as tasty but it’s not good for pregnant women to eat rawer foods.” He advises you.

“You’ve been doing your research?” You can’t help but sort of smile.

“Yup. Got to make sure you’re nice and healthy. And I want to know everything there is to know about my baby.”

“Our baby.” You correct him with a smirk. Jungkook looks at you with slight surprise before he is offering you a soft, soft smile.

“Yeah, our baby.” He repeats. “Anyway,” he clears his throat. “Eat up, okay?”

And you do, you eat all your salad, your risotto AND your steak. They weren’t kidding, you really are eating for two.

“So I hear you have a new job.” Jungkook takes a sip of wine, “How’s that?”

“It’s been a few months…but it’s good. I enjoy it way more than my previous one.”

“Yeah, you hated your old one.” Jungkook chuckles, I used to have to hear you complain about it constantly.”

“Whatever.” You smile, “This one is a lot of work but it’s cool. I have friends there.”

“Friends? You probably have a work boyfriend too.” He half jokes, but he looks up to see your reaction and response.

“No.” you laugh. “Well, there is Jason.”

“Who’s Jason?” He asks quietly.

“He has a little crush on me, but once he realizes I’m pregnant I am sure he will lose all interest.” You chuckle bitterly.

“Oh, I see.” Jungkook plays with the last of his steak on his plate with his fork. “He’d be crazy to lose interest though.” He mutters quietly.

“What’s that?”

“Nothing…”

“What about you? Who’s Liza?” you decide to pry in his personal life. Jungkook looks up at you and gulps.

“She’s nobody.” Is all he answers with. “Nobody.” He repeats while playing with his food.

“Okay…well, I am so full. Is it okay if I relax on your sofa for a bit? I am feeling really tired.” You admit, “Sorry I just—”

“No, no! It’s okay! You can definitely relax on the couch.” Jungkook stands up from his place at the table and hurries to you, he helps you up and walks over to the living room with you.

“I can make it to the couch myself.” You laugh. “I don’t really need help.”

“Sorry…” Jungkook shows you a sheepish smile as he scratches the back of his neck. “I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

“You think something tragic was going to occur from the table to the couch?”

“Sorry…” He sheepishly smiles again.

You take a seat on his sofa, leaning back on it. Jungkook brings the coffee table closer to the couch and urges you to put your feet up.

“Thanks…” you mumble.

You’re quick to fall asleep for a while, Jungkook takes a seat next to you and just watches you…in a not creepy way, of course. In a way that really shows his longing.

“You don’t want to get married? Like at all? What about kids?” You question him with pleading eyes.

“I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it.” He admits truthfully. “Maybe further into the future but not—”

“So am I just wasting my time?” you spit out, “You haven’t thought about it? We’ve been together for over two years and you haven’t thought about a future together?”

“y/n…It’s not like that.” He tries saving, “I just—”

“You just what?”

“I haven’t thought about marriage or kids.”

“Even with me….?” You feel your heart sink down to your toes. “You haven’t thought what it would be like to be with me forever? Am I a fool?” Your eyes sting with tears, “Have I just been in this relationship by myself?”

“Baby, listen…” Jungkook runs his hands through his hair, “You’re making a big deal about it…”

“I’m making a big deal? I just found out my boyfriend doesn’t think of a future with me. We clearly don’t want the same things.” Your eyes bubble over with tears and a few slide down your cheeks. “Tell me Jungkook…will you ever be on the same page as me? If not, let’s… break up. Stop wasting my time.”

“What are you saying right now?” Jungkook pleads, “What the hell?”

“I’m giving you an option, either we break up because you aren’t ready/don’t want me. Or you can confidently say you want the same things as me.”

Jungkook feels confused out of his mind and he feels so pressured right now. He feels like he has a giant weighted ball crushing him by the shoulders.

“I ….” He begins to say, “I can’t confidently say that.”

Jungkook sits here, watching you sleep as he begins to feel overwhelmed by his feelings, his past feelings, his present feelings and his future feelings. He decides to let you sleep.

The next morning you wake up with a crick in your neck as you find yourself on Jungkook’s couch. You feel embarrassed seeing as how you slept here. But you smell bacon.

You stand from the sofa and head towards the kitchen where you find Jungkook cooking breakfast. Like actual breakfast. Not a toasted pop tart.

“Hi.” You mumble from behind him, he turns around and smiles at you.

“Hey.” He says with a grin, “I’m making you breakfast. Why don’t you sit down?” “Damn, you just going to cook all my meals?”

Jungkook’s face lights up like that’s a great idea, “I can.” He says.

“I was joking.” You take a seat at the table. “Thanks again for dinner and I guess breakfast too.”

“Help yourself to some fruit.” He hands you a platter of fruit. “I went shopping this morning.” He explains as you eye the platter.

“Oh. What time is it?”

“Almost 11.” He chuckles, “You were snoring.”

“I wasn’t snoring! Wait almost 11? Holy fuck, I am late for work!” you reach in your pocket for your phone.

“It’s okay, I talked to them yesterday. They said to take the rest of the week off.” Jungkook sets down eggs in front of you.

“Oh?”

“Yup.” Jungkook brings the bacon to the table as well. “I made some toaster waffles…I know that’s like not gourmet but it’s the best I could do.”

“That’s fine, this is all fine. Thank you.” You take a piece of watermelon from the fruit platter and take a bite. It’s nice and red and juicy.

“You really have to take care of yourself y/n. Can you promise me that?” Jungkook sits down across from you at the table.

“Yes, yes.” You wave him off, “I’ll be fine.”

“It’s not just you I’m worried about…” he gestures towards your stomach. Right, Jungkook’s kindness is coming because of the baby.

“I get it.” You groan. “I’ll eat quickly and get out of your hair.”

“Take your time, I took today and tomorrow off.”

“Why tomorrow?” you ask, squeezing syrup all over your waffle.

“Because we have an appointment tomorrow… at 11?” he tilts his head to the side, “Right?”

“Oh.” You take a bite of your waffle, “Right.”

Jungkook digs into his own food, he goes for the bacon and eggs first, something about protein, he then urges you to eat more egg.

“I’m full.” You yawn out, “But don’t worry I won’t take another nap on your sofa.” You chuckle awkwardly. “I should get home.”

Jungkook stands from his chair and helps you up, even though you told him you don’t need the assistance…but you let him anyway.

“I’ll see you tomorrow y/n…”

“Okay bye.” But Jungkook is tugging on your shirt and he looks at you with a soft, tender smile.

“It’s our first appointment together.” He whispers. “I’m excited.”

~~~~~

He’s late. You’ve texted and called but your texts aren’t going through and his calls go straight to voicemail. You can’t believe you let yourself get excited for this…when he is pulling his old Jungkook shit. But maybe something happened? You wish your gut feeling told you something was off but it’s not. It’s telling you he’s just not serious.

“y/n…I have another appointment at 12:15pm…” Kathy says regretfully. “Are we going to do this or what?”

~ Jungkook is having a hard time opening his eyes…the sun is bright and blinding. And his head? Fucking pounding. Liza is asleep next to him, her naked body thrown over his own, only the sheets covering their bottom halves.

He struggles to get out from beneath her but when he does he sits on the edge of the bed and tries to find his phone. Once he locates it he tries to click it on, only to find it dead. How drunk did he get last night? He plugs it in.

Jungkook gets up to find his clothes and heads towards the bathroom. He washes himself and once he’s done he heads back into the bedroom to find his phone lit up. Oh, it’s finally turning on. He waits for it to finish, sitting on the edge of the bed again. Then it turns on completely showing him the time. 11:14am.

Jungkook’s eyes widen in complete and utter panic, he sees he has a bunch of unread messages from you and he feels his chest tighten. He sends a text that he is on his way. He races to get ready and jumps in his car to make it to the doctors.

He finds you waiting, pissed but waiting.

“y/n!”

“It’s 11:45 am Jungkook.” You cross your arms over your chest, “You’re more than late. You missed the appointment.”

Jungkook jogs up to you, out of breath. He bends over, his hands on his knees as he catches his breath.

“I missed the…? You already-You already heard the heartbeat?” He asks, clearly devastated. “Can’t she make an exception and let us in again? I mean, it’s Kathy.” He tries to reason but you knit your brows together and push out a stern ‘no’.

“y/n…please…” he straightens himself, “Fuck.” He curses underneath his breath, “I really missed it?...Shit…I’m so sorry…What did it? What did it sound like at least?” he looks into your eyes, you can tell how disappointed he is but this is his own damn fault.

“Like a galloping horse.” You state plainly. “I’m going home now.”

Jungkook reaches for your hand, “y/n wait—”

“What?!” you pull your hand back, “Where were you, huh?”

Jungkook clears his throat while looking around the office, there’s a couple waiting nearby and he feels himself grow embarrassed.

“Can we talk about it outside?” he whispers.

“No. If you’re going to explain then do it here.” Your stubbornness has never been your best trait.

“I was…fuck,” he runs his hand down his face, “I drank a little too much last night.” He decides to be honest.

“By yourself?”

“No…” he gulps. “I was with Liza.”

You nod your head like you get it, you look around the office and then roll your eyes.

“Does she know you’re going to be a dad?” you step closer to him, “That I,” you point at your belly, “Am carrying your baby?”

Jungkook blinks at you a few times then tries to even his unsteady breaths.

“No. I don’t need to tell her yet, we aren’t anything serious.” He looks off to the side.

“Sure.” You start walking past him but he grabs a hold of your arm.

“y/n.” the way he calls out for you almost sounds like he is begging, “I’m trying to change.”

“Sure you are Jungkook. You couldn’t even make it to the first appointment.”

“I promise, I just…I started off wrong I admit but I promise…I will be here for you—for the baby.”

“You know I am not even surprised that you didn’t make it…” you begin, “I knew it was too good to be true about how ‘excited’ you were.”

Jungkook feels like you’re taking a knife and stabbing him in the chest, just barely poking his heart.

“y/n…” he says your name in pure devastation. “I’m so sorry….”

“Yeah, well—”

“y/n.” Kathy walks out…”Oh! Jungkook! Wow, hi.” The woman comes out with her clipboard in hand. “You’re here!”

“Yeah…” Jungkook replies but he keeps his eyes on you.

“Great! I have some time before my next appointment if you two want to quickly come back—”

“No.” you’re quick to cut her off, “I’m going home.”

“y/n please.” Jungkook reaches for your hand, “I want to hear the heartbeat. She’s my baby too.”

“She?” Kathy tilts her head to the side, “Oh honey, you won’t know the sex for some time.”

“I have mother’s intuition.” Jungkook says sadly, his eyes still on you.

You can’t help but snort, but you ease your laughter and look at him more seriously. He does look pitiful. You almost, but not quit, but almost feel bad for him.

“Fine.” You agree, pulling your hand away from Jungkook’s. “But I won’t give you a chance like this again.” You start walking past him but then you turn around, “I can do this with or without you.” Then you head for Kathy’s office.

Jungkook stands off to the side as he watches you lay down, lifting your shirt and waiting for Kathy to proceed.

“You can get closer…” you mumble, “You’ll want to, to see and hear good enough.”

“Right…” Jungkook comes up next to you, his sweaty hands resting on the examination chair. “I feel so nervous.” he admits, “Were you nervous?”

“I was, yeah.” You lay a hand over your stomach, “But I had Kathy to relax me.”

“Oh. Sorry y/n…I should have been here.”

“Yeah, you should have.” You turn your head to face him, “But it’s fine, from now on don’t tell me you’re going to be here if you aren’t going to be here.”

“I didn’t mean to disappoint you.” Jungkook frowns, “I just…I fucked up.”

“No one ever means to disappoint others.” You point out, “just try harder next time.”

“Alright kids!” Kathy finishes setting up, “Should we take a look at your baby?” she says with a grin. At least someone is excited.

“Yup.” You pop the ‘p’. “Let’s do this….again.”

“Okay come on honey, don’t act like you aren’t excited to see your baby again!” She laughs, and you start to turn a bit pink, because yeah, she’s right.

“How about you Jungkook?” Kathy eyes the boy, “You ready?”

Jungkook nods his head slowly, his forehead beading with sweat. He doesn’t realize that his hands find your arm, and he squeezes lightly.

“Okay.” Kathy squirts the cold gel over your stomach, “Okay…” she repeats. She smears the gel over your tummy, and uses the handheld device to gather images of your baby on the monitor. Your eyes widen when you see the tiny little thing again.

“There’s your baby…” Kathy points to the screen, “And here’s your baby’s heartbeat.”

Jungkook leans in, his hands still holding your arm when he slides one of his hands down until he’s gripping your hand in his. His mouth falls open and his big, doe eyes shine so brightly at the image of your baby.

“Woah…” Jungkook is in a state of shock but also euphoria. “It does sound like a galloping horse.” He finally chuckles, and looks at you. “We made that.” He whispers gently, his fingers finding themselves tangling with yours and you let them.

“Yeah.” You say, trying your best not to get teary eyed. “It’s crazy isn’t it?” you breathe out, “She has a heartbeat.”

“She’s really in there.” Jungkook can’t help but get choked up, “This is surreal.”

“It’s amazing, isn’t it?” Kathy interrupts, “You two are going to be wonderful parents, we’ve always thought so—”

“Kathy.” You cut her off sternly. “Anyway.”

“Ah, sorry.” Kathy chuckles, “Well, I guess I will see you both next time then?”

“Definitely.” Jungkook clears his throat, sniffling. “I will be here.”

Kathy hands you a towel to get cleaned up, then you are lowering your shirt and standing to your feet. Jungkook helps you up, you laugh because it’s not like you really need the help but you welcome his arms around you.

“Maybe we can grab a bite to eat?” Jungkook walks you to your car, “Something quick if you want.”

“Jungkook.” You sigh out, “You don’t have to spend every waking moment with me.”

“I’ve never had a problem spending time with you.” He tilts his head, “Please.”

You chew on your lips as you pretend to think…in truth, you’re going to say yes but you like watching him suffer for a bit.

“I don’t know…” you sway from one side to the other.

“Please, I’ll pay.”

And you like when he begs just a little.

“Fine.” You close your car door, “But you’re driving.”

“Okay.” He grins, “Where do you want to eat? I think somewhere healthy?”

“I think the fuck not.” You laugh. “I want something greasy.”

“Fine, just this one time.”

You and Jungkook pull up to a fast food place, you order your greasy food and dig in. He watches you, amused, while you stuff your face.

“What?” you ask with your mouth full.

“Nothing, nothing.” He sings, “Today was really something wasn’t it?”

“It would have been better if we got to experience it together for the first time.” You take another bite and Jungkook frowns.

“I really am sorry. I promise, I truly promise I am going to be here. I won’t go missing, I won’t get drunk before appointments, I will be here every step of the way.”

“If you say so.”

“I see your trust in me has lowered.” Jungkook offers a sad smile, “Please try to regain some of it…”

“That’s your own fault, Jungkook.”

“I know, I will prove to you how present I will be.”

“If you say so.”

~~~~~~

Week 12:

For the past two weeks, Jungkook has sent you texts about what the baby is up to. He lets you know the size, and what to expect during the pregnancy. It’s all very cute, if you have to admit.

Jungkook 12:14pm

The baby can open and close her hands and curl her toes.

Jungkook 12:15pm

How cute is that?! Imagine our little baby curling her teeny tiny toes :)

Jungkook 12:15pm

AND she’s the size of a lime. I went grocery shopping and bought limes just because…I see her everywhere I go. Should I make margaritas? Sorry you can’t have any though :p

Jungkook 12:18pm

I know I talked about how cute it would be for her to curl her toes but also imagine her little hands, I can’t wait for her to hold my finger with her tiny hand.

y/n 12:32pm

Your little lime baby is making me sick as hell.

Jungkook 12:32pm

You’re not going to pass out again are you?! Let me know if I need to come get you.

y/n 12:40pm

No, dramatic ass. But I am going to puke for a third time today.

y/n 12:45pm

Also…have you told your parents yet?

Your phone has been quiet for a while now, it’s already nearing 5pm. You’re about to get off work so you check your phone for a text from Jungkook but nothing. Is he scared to tell his parents? They like you…they always made jokes about you two one day getting married…well his mom did. His dad is a little more on the stoic side. But he’s a nice guy.

“I still can’t believe you’re prego. You don’t even look it.” Rina comments as she stops by your desk.

“I probably won’t be showing, showing for a few more weeks at the least.” You remind her, “Things take time Rina.”

“Have you and Jungkook talked about names?” Rina asks, blowing her bubble gum. “He’s so set on it being a girl I bet he’s already chosen a name he likes.”

“I don’t know…we haven’t talked about it.” You admit. “But I guess we should eventually.” Then you look at Rina with an embarrassed expression.

“What?”

“I don’t think he’s told his parents.”

“It’s big news y/n. Give him a few more weeks.”

Week 13

The cramping has gotten bad, you read that around this time the cramps can feel more severe, but you weren’t expecting them to suck this much.

Jungkook 6:54pm

Did you know our baby has had her first poop? Hehehe

Jungkook 6:55pm

Oh! And she has fingerprints now!! How cool is that, our baby has legit fingerprints, just like me, just like you.

Jungkook 7:00pm

Btw, she’s the size of a peapod:)

y/n 7:29pm

I’m cramping so bad:(

Jungkook 7:38pm

On my way.

You don’t even question it, you send him a text that just says ‘ok’ as you lay on your couch miserably. You sip on some cold water as you wait for him. Maybe 20 or so minutes pass when there’s knocking on your door. You slowly get up to answer it, Jungkook standing on the other side.

“Hi.” You murmur, “So why are you here?”

“This.” He holds up a heating pad, “But I read you shouldn’t use it for more than 20 minutes.” He walks past you and makes himself at home, “So come.”

“You know I have one, right?” you chuckle, “You could have just reminded me to use it.”

“This is more fun.” He cheeses, “Plus I haven’t seen you all week. Is your bump getting bigger?” he gestures towards your stomach and you scoff.

“Barely.”

“Anyway, come lay down, I have it all plugged in.”

You make your way over to the sofa and lay down on it, a long moan escaping your lips as you settle in, making Jungkook chuckle. He laid the heating down underneath you and started it on a medium setting.

“I’ll set my timer for 20 minutes.” He says, “In the meantime, maybe you want like…” he nervously trails off, “like a ….”

“Like a what?” you open an eye to look at him. “Words, Jungkook.”

“Like a massage or something?” he asks awkwardly but your face lights up, loving the idea.

“Really?” you sit up a little but he urges you to lay back down, “Maybe my calves, they’re killing me.”

“Okay…” Jungkook shows you an innocent smile. “I can do that.”

You lean your head back, slowly closing your eyes as you feel Jungkook’s large hands on your legs. He strokes your calves lightly before his fingers are digging into the skin, making you groan.

“You can go a little harder.” You say breathlessly, “I won’t mind.”

“Yeah, I remember you liking it hard.” Jungkook says under his breath but you hear him and you kick him a little making him laugh.

“Sorry, sorry. I saw the opportunity.” He raises his hands in surrender. Then his fingers go back to massaging your muscle. They slide down lower until he’s massaging your feet, you moan lightly at the feeling, everything feels so good.

“Am I doing okay?”

“You’re doing amazing baby.” Then your eyes shoot open, you lift your head up and start shaking it. “Woah, I did not mean to call you that.” You start panicking but Jungkook looks at you with his doe eyes and laughs.

“Old habit?” he questions, “Because I’m making you feel so good?”

“Something like that.” You start to lower your head again, “Sorry.” You mumble.

“It’s okay…” Jungkook starts digging deeper, making you moan out again and he smiles to himself, filing with pride.

“So Jungkook.” You catch his attention. “Have you told your parents yet?”

Then his movements on your feet stops. He slowly brings his hands to his own body when he sighs out.

“Not yet. I’m afraid of what they will say to be honest.”

“I get that.” You keep your head down and your eyes closed. “But you will have to tell them eventually. They’re going to be grandparents and they might be mad if you wait.”

“You know how my mom is…” Jungkook exhales a deep breath, “She’s going to ask why aren’t we married and then start planning a wedding.”

“She probably isn’t going to take it well that we aren’t even dating.” You laugh, “Yikes for you buddy.”

“This isn’t funny y/n.” Jungkook whines, “But I know I have to tell them soon. I was thinking this weekend?”

“Why are you asking me, do what you got to do.”

“I was thinking…” his hands go back to your calves, “That you could tell them with me.”

And this is where you choke on your spit. You sit up, coughing up a storm as you try to catch your breath.

“Why the hell would I do that?”

“Because you’re the mother of my baby and we’re on good terms, it might be nice to show them that.”

“Oh? We’re on good term?” you lay you head back down, “Funny.”

“Don’t.” Jungkook warns. “Don’t try to complicate things, we’re doing well. Don’t you think? We’re killing this coparent thing.”

“We haven’t even had the baby yet.” You deadpan.

“You know what I mean.” He flicks your legs with his fingers, “Plus, my parents miss you.”

“Who’s fault is that?” you say lightly. “Anyway…sure. I’ll go.”

“Ah, really?” Jungkook asks, you crack open an eye to look at him already staring at you with his bunny smile on full display. “Perfect.”

~~~~

“What if they don’t approve?” you ask, suddenly nervous. “No, that’s crazy. Your mom has probably fantasized about this, but your dad? God, he’s going to say a total of 3 words the whole visit but what will they be?!”

“y/n.” Jungkook chuckles, “Relax.” His hands goes to you shoulder, “They’re going to be fine. You’re going to be fine. We’re going to be fine.” He squeezes.

“Then why haven’t you rang the doorbell?” you point at the doorbell, and he starts rubbing his sweaty hands on his jeans.

“Okay, maybe I am nervous too.” He admits, “But we are both adults, we have good jobs, we can do this.” He tries convincing himself.

“Ring the doorbell.” You tell him with a laugh. “They were expecting us like 20 minutes ago.”

“That’s your fault!” Jungkook points at you, “Miss ‘I have to pee’ every 5 minutes.”

Suddenly, the door swings open and his mom is standing here, a hand on her hip and a smile on her face.

“I thought I heard some bickering outside the door.”

“Mom!” Jungkook leans in to hug his mother, he wraps his arms around her and inhales her sweet scent.

“About time you came to visit me. And you too, y/n. Get in here!” she opens her arms up and you walk closer to hug her with a joyful laugh.

“Hi Mrs. Jeon.” You say in her hair, “So nice to see you again.”

“I’m happy you two are here! You know, together.” She winks at you both and you and Jungkook exchange an awkward look.

“Where’s dad?” Jungkook asks, trying to change the subject. You both walk into the house, taking your shoes off at the entry way.

“Oh you know you’re father. He’s on his chair watching his shows.” His mother playfully rolls her eyes.

“Why don’t we all sit in the living room, I will bring some tea.”

“How about some ginger tea mom?” Jungkook asks.

“Ginger? I thought you didn’t like ginger tea?” she raises a brow at him, “Do you like ginger tea y/n?”

“Not particularly.” You eye Jungkook curiously.

“It’s good for you.” He says with a straight face and right away you understand.

“I guess I do.” You mumble. “Ginger tea sounds good.”

His mom walks off to the kitchen as you and Jungkook make your way into the living room where his dad is.

“Hey dad.” Jungkook makes your presences known, “We’re here.”

Jungkook’s father turns his head to look at you two, offers a small smile and faces his TV again.

“Yup, nice to see you as always.” Jungkook huffs out a puff of air and you feel a bit bad for him…Jungkook always tries to reach out to his father but his dad just doesn’t really say much. But he’s a good man. Officially retired now, but barely has a relationship with Jungkook.

“Hi Mr. Jeon.” You offer a small wave of the hand, “Nice to see you again.”

“Don’t waste your time y/n.” Jungkook sighs out as he takes a seat on the sofa. “Come, sit.”

You follow Jungkook to the sofa and take a seat, you sit closer to him than you mean to but you can’t help but feel a little nervous. You guys sit for a few minutes, mostly in silence save the sound of the TV when his mom finally walks in with a tray of teas.

“Okay, ginger tea.” She hands you a cup and Jungkook a cup. “You said you had a reason for visiting so…?”

“Oh.” Jungkook clears his throat, “Maybe dad should join us.” He motions towards his father but he remains seated in front of the TV watching his shows.

“Please Mr. Jeon.” You decide to say, Jungkook’s hand finds your thigh and he squeezes it. You feel yourself grow warm at the contact.

“Sure.” Jungkook’s father says softly as he makes his way to the sofa’s. “What’s going on?”

You and Jungkook share a look with one another before you nod at Jungkook, he takes a deep breath then looks at his mother.

“y/n is pregnant.” He says in one breath.

The house becomes undeniably quiet. His mother blinks at him over and over until her head snaps to you, and then her eyes fall to your belly.

“The ginger tea…” she mumbles, “Is good for nausea.” She says, realizing.

“I’m…” Jungkook’s father speaks up after a long, long silence. “I’m going to be a grandpa?” and he smiles, a real smile for the first time you have ever seen.

“You’re…” Mrs. Jeon stands up and walks to the sofa you occupy and sits next to you., between you and Jungkook. “You’re really pregnant?” her hand hovers over your stomach. “May I?” she motions towards your belly and you nod.

“Wow…” she rubs your stomach and then brings that same hand to cover her mouth. “Jungkook…” she whips her head in his direction, “You are supposed to marry her first!” she swats his arm. “My goodness, really child.”

Jungkook can’t help but chuckle as the mood lightens. He sways into his mother’s body and she goes to hug him, she catches herself growing emotional.

“A baby, huh?” she sniffles, “You hear that honey?”

Mr. Jeon stands from his seat and comes over to Jungkook’s side and pats him on the shoulder, Jungkook looks at you with shocked eyes and you smile fondly.

“You better take care of your new family, boy.”

“Yes sir.” Jungkook responds quickly. “My two girls.”

“You’re having a girl?!” His mother starts cheering, her watery eyes on you.

“Um, we don’t actually know yet. I’m about to be 13 weeks.”

“Oh you will find out soon though!”

Also, his two girls? You aren’t his girl though? When is he going to tell his parents that?

“I know it’s a girl.” Jungkook pouts, “I feel it in my very bones.”

“I was the same…” Mr. Jeon takes a deep breath, then smiles again. “I knew you were going to be a boy, didn’t I honey?”

“Ah, yes.” She nods her head, “I was so sure he was going to be a girl.” She looks back at you and eyes your tummy, “You should start wearing tighter clothes to show off this baby bump.”

“Oh.” You laugh, “I don’t know about that yet. When I am showing a little more, maybe.”

“So when did you two get back together?” Mrs. Jeon asks excitedly, “this is great news. I can’t wait to share with my sister, and with Facebook.” She pulls out her phone and you look at Jungkook panicked.

“Actually mom..” his hand goes over her phone, lowering it to her lap. “y/n and I…we aren’t together.”

“What do you mean?” she blinks up at him. “I don’t understand.”

“We’ve agreed to coparent.” You try to help Jungkook, “But we aren’t in a romantic relationship.”

“I still don’t understand. You love each other, no?” She shakes her head, looking between you two. “So I don’t get it.”

“Honey…” Mr. Jeon says softly, “They don’t need to have a title, or even marriage to be happy.”

Oh. That’s where Jungkook got it from.

“As long as the baby is healthy and they are healthy…that’s all that matters.”

This is legit the most you have hear Jungkook’s father speak, so you are quite shocked. You look over at Jungkook and he looks surprised as well.

“That’s right.” Jungkook clears his throat. “We just wanted to come by and let you know you’ll be grandparents. We hope you’re okay with this…”

“Oh honey…” Jungkook’s mom smiles, “This is a blessing. And y/n…” she turns to you, her hand on your shoulder, “Pregnancy is one of the most beautiful things you will ever go through, I hope you let Jungkook experience it as much as possible.”

“Oh, Jungkook is experiencing it more than me I think,” you chuckle and Jungkook goes red.

“I’m just trying to be prepared.” He pouts, “And it’s kind of…exciting.”

“It’s so exciting. It’s new life. But you two realize there is a lot that goes into parenting. I recommend reading some books or getting advice.” Mrs. Jeon says. “And start saving your money.”

“Will do.” You smile for her.

“And most of all,” Mr. Jeon chimes in quietly, “Be ready to make this kid your life.”

Dichotomy

Author: @kpopfanfictrash , as part of the Bound series with @underthejoon 

Creative Content Contributor: @m00nk1ld FOR THIS FREAKING AMAZING MOODBOARD. I actually yelled out loud, the first time I laid eyes. 

Rating: 18 + (explicit sex, road head, denied orgasm, dirty talk, hate sex) 

Word Count: 14,566

Summary:  You hate him. He hates you. It’s a fine line though, isn’t it  – between love and hate? (Arranged Marriage!AU)

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Oops | JJK (M)

+ Pairing: Jungkook x Female!Reader + Genre: College AU, smut, some fluff, strangers to lovers + Word count: 6k + Rating: 18+ + Warnings: Shower sex, fingering, cursing, unprotected sex + Summary: You don’t know who the wonderful voice singing in the shower is, but you need to know + A/N: So I love me a classic college AU. It’s my first fic I’ve written to completion in like 5 years so I am amazed I did it.

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only you masterlist | kim taehyung

➛ main pairing: taehyung x female reader

➛ genre: angst, eventual smut, college au, unrequited love au, friends to possible lovers au, fuckboy au, slow burn

➛ series summary: falling in love with your best friend can be painful, especially if those feelings aren’t returned. and there is only so much your heart can take before it finally breaks. and when that time comes you must then decide whether you want to continue your friendship, or end it for your own sake.

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prologue: the first time he leaves you hanging

for the first time ever, your weekly movie night doesn’t end in smiles and laughs but instead in tears and heartache.

chapter one: forgiveness, maybe 

taehyung attempts to apologize for last night—by taking you out on a romantic dinner.

chapter two: holiday shopping and first time greetings

while shopping for the upcoming holidays, you and taehyung happen to run into the girl he has been sleeping with for nearly half a year. choi jia.

chapter three: the painful truth

hurtful words are exchanged, hearts are left aching, one party is feeling nothing but anger while the other is left betrayed, and broken.

chapter four: losing hope

a trip that was suppose change everything, changes everything—just not in a way you wanted it to.

chapter five: christmas surprises

christmas time has arrived, mixed feelings finally come to light, and an unexpected guest suddenly shows up.

chapter six: traditions are meant to be broken

when it’s time for you and taehyung’s annual christmas tradition, two people come between you two and leave you both questioning yourselves.

chapter seven: the heartbreaking truth

the words that you never wanted to hear, finally comes out, crushing the last bit of hope you had left.

chapter eight: slowly losing you(coming soon)

days has passed since that night and you are beginning to accept the fact that you and taehyung will never happen. as for taehyung, he can feel you slowly pulling away from him.

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— as we were [cheating au] ‧₊˚ ongoing ꒱ playlist

» Your husband cheats on you and find comfort in someone else’s arms. He claims he’s happy—but is he really?

⟶ genre : divorce au, infidelity au, eventual smut, heavy angst, lots of pining

⟶ rating : 18+

⟶ warnings : heavy angst, infidelity au, husband!jk, mentions of divorce, jk being a dumbass, lots of crying & heartbreak.

⟶ current wc ; 46.7k [ updating ]

⟶ cross-posted ; AO3 ᝢ wattpad

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CHAPTER INDEX ✧₊˚·

➳ #01: once upon a heartbreak [ 8.2k ]

Your husband cheats on you and find comfort in someone else’s arms. He claims he’s happy—but is he really?

➳ #02: (un)pleasant surprises [ 8.6k ]

You see him again, and this time it comes with some very unpleasant surprises and more lies coming to the surface….

➳ #03: starry nights and ugly fights [ 7.5k ]

You see him again, and someone else comforts you through the pain…

➳ #04: crystals everywhere [ 8.9k ]

You can’t help but feel as if the universe hates your guts….

➳ #05: fake it till you make it [ 13.5k ]

Whenever you think you’re starting to heal and move on, the universe kicks you on the gut, making you go back to where you started.

➳ #06: more than a traitor

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— d r a b b l e s :

soon…..

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