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the five year plan. masterlist

when you were twenty you had sat down and made your five-year plan, you would get married, get your dream house, have your dream career and then at the end of those five years you'd have a kid. everything was going almost perfectly to plan, well that was until your husband came home with divorce papers. now you're somehow trying to stay on track, maybe you could convince your best friend to have a baby with you.

pairing: best friend! jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, idiots (friends) to lovers, slow burn.

rating: explicit. minors do not interact !!!!

general tags/warnings for the series: non-idol!au, reader just got divorced, idiots to lovers, slow burn, unprotected sex, ovulation horny, iykyk, family drama, in law drama, ex-husband drama, just drama all around, domestic fluff, we didn't know that we were in a relationship, co-parenting, dramatic confessions, more tags to come.

chapter one. the one where you want a baby and jungkook is very confused. — 1.2k

chapter two. the one where you want to ask namjoon and jungkook does not get jealous — 1.7k

chapter three. the one where you get divorced and jungkook is here to stay — 2.2k

chapter four. the one where you're persistent and jungkook isn't thinking about it — 2.5k

chapter five. the one where you think it through and decide to do it anyways — 1.7k

chapter six. the one where you finally try for a baby and you're both feeling a little awkward — 3.1k

chapter seven. the one where you’re not pregnant and jungkook is frustrated — 2.1k

chapter eight. the one where you are upset and jungkook is here to help — 2.1k

chapter nine. the one where you are upset and jungkook is here to help — 3.6k

chapter ten. the one where your ex-husband comes back into the picture — 4.3k

chapter eleven. — coming soon

the extras

# 1 — a new gf approaches

# 2 — how hard can it be?

# 3 — maybe it's a prophetic dream

# 4 — (tfyp.pjm) cause for celebration

# 5 — things have changed

the other members

chapter one. the jimin chapter — coming soon

chapter two. the yoongi chapter — coming soon

chapter three. the namjoon what if — coming soon

a remedy for mondays 01 (m)

➾ 11.2k

➾ summary: all you wanted was just one day off work. but for that to happen, you need to invent a plausible reason. and then somehow, somewhere along the way, things get out of hand, and now people think you’re having a baby with your co-worker Park Jimin after a one-night stand. confused? join the club.

➾ warnings: impregnation kink (all that jazz, u guys should know by now), brief mention of pregnancy termination, future smut 

➾ a/n: this is written purely for fun & i hope you can understand my humour!!! please don’t go having babies just for some time off work. by the time i post this, it will be monday where i live. i hope this brings you all some joy :-) 

ps: thank you to @jimlingss, who always hears my crazy ideas out and encourages me to go for them. heck, sometimes she even brings it out of me. idk where i would be without you :”D

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J.JK Soul Ink - Chapter 16

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¬ Now or Never - Halsey

"What do you mean they know we're here? We lead them to a different place how-"

Yoongi sighs and begins to gather his stuff mumbling,

"I don't know, one of us mustn't of got rid of them without realizing, I'd suggest you guys get dressed and start gathering some stuff, we need to go. Now."

We nod before rushing off to our rooms to pack as much as we could, we could not afford to waste any time. I go to rush into my room but gasp as I feel a hand wrap around my arm and I spin around to stare into the familiar doe eyes of Jungkook and he opens his mouth to talk but shuts it again and pursing his lips.

"Jungkook is everything okay?" I ask taking his hand off my arm into my hand, watching him hesitate before nodding and giving me a reassuring smile, kissing my knuckles, feeling the cold metal of his lip ring against them.

"It doesn't matter, it's not important, go pack, we'll talk later." He says letting go of my hand and I nod slowly and smile at him as he leaves me alone going into his room and I enter my own sighing, whatever he wanted to say must of been important, it was bothering him. I shake it off for now, quickly pulling out my duffel bag from under my bed and opening all the drawers and the doors to my wardrobe and throwing everything into it, keep out an outfit to change in, hearing everyone rush about in their own room. We needed to leave as soon as possible.

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"Okay is everyone packed? Remember this is a temporary move alright? Once this is all over we can come back but for now we're going to the safe house, split into groups again and we'll all scatter in hopes to lose them and meet at the house. Who ever gets tailed do not come to the house until you are certain you've lost them. Am I understood?" Namjoon says sternly as we all stand in the living room. We nod in confirmation and I notice Jimin look down guiltily.

"Jimin? Are you okay? What's wrong?" I say placing a hand on his shoulder as he sighs and shakes his head.

"It's my fault, I swear I thought I lost them but I was in such a frenzy to get Kook back home so he could have medical attention I must of not seen them properly. I'm sorry guys." He murmurs and I pout ruffling his hair.

"Jimin it's okay, we all have our moments, you did what you had to and you made the right decision, we'd probably all do the same if we were in the same position, you probably saved JK from anymore damage, that's all that matters, we'll lose them for sure this time okay? No one is mad alright? Now gather yourself we can't waste anymore time, we don't know what they're scheming. Let's go. Good luck brothers and sister, see you on the flip side." Namjoon says as we go into our groups and I take the keys from Jimin.

"I'll drive, you tell me the directions, you know I can lose them if they tail us." I say and he nods as we all enter the garage, throwing our bags into the back and climbing into the cars, Jungkook in the passenger seat and Jimin in the back, the both of them getting their pistols ready just in case. This could go really badly or really good.

"Okay let's get out of here. Ready?" I say as turn the ignition and look at them and they give me a curt nod. Taehyung opens the garage door before rushing to get into a car and everything was like a blur from then.

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"Are you definitely sure I lost them because I'm coming up to the safe house and I don't want to park the car up to find out that they're still on our tail." I say as I drive and Jimin peers through the back window and gives me a thumbs up.

"All clear I promise, there's no one behind us." Jimin says and I sigh in relief nodding, slowing down until I come to a complete halt, parking in front of the house they tell me to stop at, turning the car off and leaning back into the seat and let out a breath.

"Well that was eventful..." Jungkook mumbles before climbing out and Jimin and I follow, getting our bags out from the back and lock the car making our way towards the house and entering once it was unlocked.

"Looks like we're the first ones here." Jungkook says looking around noticing how quiet it was as we nod in agreement as I look around.

"Well this is home for now, Y/N you're going to have to share a room with Kook...we don't have a spare sorry." Jimin says sheepishly as Jungkook smirks, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and guiding me towards the stairs so he could show me to his room.

"Ah it's not a problem at all Hyung, is it babygirl? Just more time with my girl." Jungkook says mischievously making me roll my eyes and nudge him slightly.

"Don't be getting any ideas Jungkook." I say raising an eyebrow making him cackle as he pushes the door open to the room and rows himself onto his bed making me gasp in panic.

"Yah! Your shoulder be careful you fool!" I scold making him chuckle at me sitting up as I place my bag on the floor and sitting beside him, pinching his cheek making him hiss and smack my hand away.

"Ow! What the fuck! I'm fine it didn't hurt you didn't have to do that!" He whines making me laugh before standing up again and picking up my bag and sighing unzipping it so I could get at least a few outfits out to hang up.

"Fuck..." I hear Jungkook breathe out and I look up in confusement seeing his eyes staring in one spot and I follow his eyes before gasping and rushing to shut my bag, cheeks bright red looking at him as he smirks at me and I knew he was going to tease me to no ends.

"How come you haven't wore one of them in front of me yet? You hiding it from me babygirl?" He teases making me huff and cover my face as he laughs at me as I subconsciously pout and put my bag under the bed.

"Shut up leave me alone, Irene packed the bag not me." I mumble shyly.

"Hmm remind me to thank her when she's back." He grins as I roll my eyes and flip him off making him laugh even louder until Jimin yells up to us.

"Hey you two! The guys are here! We're going out to see if we can get any intel and some food! You stay here Jk needs to step back for a bit!"

"Okay! See you guys soon! Be careful!" You yell back before Jungkook could protest that he had to sit out and groans throwing himself back on the bed again as you walk over to the dresser, folding some clothes in a slight daze as your mind begins to overthink and worry.

Jungkook looks over noticing my silence and frowns seeing your blank face through the mirror above the dresser, slowly sitting up and walking over, concerned as to what could be playing on your mind.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook murmurs placing a hand on your waist and turning you to face him, peppering kisses to your face.

"I don't know, I just have a bad feeling about where this is going. You're right about Yixing. He's always one step ahead, something isn't right." You mumble resting your head on his uninjured shoulder.

"Yeah well everything is gonna be okay baby girl, he may be one step ahead but what he doesn't know is that we're 10 steps ahead. He hasn't got a clue what's coming. We've always got a plan." Jungkook chuckles.

You nod, sighing and look up to him and press your lips to his and he smiles softly as you wrap your arms around his neck. The kiss begins to get heated and he pulls away from the kiss and begins to pepper kisses down to your neck and sucks and nips at the flesh. You squeal when he picks you up and smashes his lips back onto yours and you mumble out as you slip your hand into his hair subconsciously,

"You're going to hurt your shoulder."

He chuckles against your lips, smirking and he whispers,

"I couldn't care less right now."

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Uhhhh Hi?

I'm sorry for the long and I mean very long wait for this chapter.

I originally put this on hold for Ramadan but a lot went on after so I couldn't update and then I had plagiarism issues so I took a break entirely and since then, getting back into the book was very hard so I apologize if this wasn't the greatest I'm a bit rusty and had to push through a massive writers block to complete this so if it's not long like usual I'm sorry. I promise this will get better with the next few chapter, I have no idea when I'll update again I'm currently still busy with education so finding time is difficult so bare with me. Anyway hope you guys enjoyed I've missed you all my butterflies!

See you soon!

Love you all!

Only Teens 1

Summary: Next to being born to a wealthy family, where your and your boyfriend's parents own a successful company together, you are also on the straight path to succeeding as a young actress. But all that can be shattered with an unplanned teen pregnancy.

2K words

teen!jungkook x teen pregnant fem!reader

Warnings: pregnancy, chaotic thoughts, doctors

Your POV

Pregnant.

That's what the digital pregnancy test read. This sunny Saturday morning has turned into a nightmare.

My life is fucking over.

Tears streamed down your face as you held the white stick with shaky hands. You were 17, your boyfriend just turned 18 last week and you were 12th graders... There's no way you could raise a baby now. Your life was finally stepping on the right path, given that you were about to take one of the lead roles in the next part of a famous movie franchise.

But we used protection!

No, no, no... Mom's gonna kill me. And Jungkook too... Fuck!

Still, with your shaky hands, you lifted your phone to click on your boyfriend's contact. After just a few rings he answered.

- Good morning, Y/n! How are you? - he asked in his sexy morning voice.

- Jungkook... - you couldn't hold your voice back from cracking.

- Princess? What's wrong?

- We need to talk.

Jungkook's POV

Oh no... No, no, no... She's breaking up with me!

Why? What did I do wrong? Two years for nothing? But our relationship was good. Everyone at school envies us!

His heart was pounding in his chest, as he sat in his car and drove down to your family's mansion. Luckily he made it there safe. Y/n's parents were away on a business trip and her older half-brother, Jin was probably somewhere with his friends totally hungover after some party he went to, so she knew this was the calmest time to tell him.

As soon as he raised his hand to knock, she opened the door.

Oh, my God... she's so pale. And her eyes are puffy... Was she crying? Is she sick?

- Y/n... What's wrong? - he asked in the softest possible tone.

- Kook... - she broke down.

Oh, my baby...

Jungkook stood there for a split second, with widened eyes, but soon enough he laced her into his strong arms.

- Shhh... baby, it's okay. It's okay. - he kissed the crown of her head. - Talk to me, please.

What even...?

- I understand if you want to leave me, but... please... I can't do this alone. I need you!

She pulled away from the wet, teary spot she had left on Jungkook's shirt and reached into her back pocket, handing the white stick to his boyfriend.

Is it...? No... it's probably not what I think it is... Right? It can't be!

I can't be a father I'm 18 for fuck's sake! But we... we used protection. It must have broken...

- I need to think. -was all he said as he put the test back into her hands, and drove off with his car.

~

He was driving, and driving, totally unaware of his surroundings.

Where the hell am I?

He had no idea... Soon he parked the car close to a park, where he hoped he could have some fresh air.

She's probably joking...

She would never joke with something like that...

Fuck!

He sat down on a bench, millions of emotions flooding his soul. Anger, sadness, guilt...

Soon enough he couldn't stand sitting in one place anymore. He abruptly stood up and ran. Ran as far as his legs could carry him. He fucked up bad, he knew it. And there was no way back...

It was only about 2 hours later that he realized: she was home alone... more likely than not bawling her eyes out. And he left her at such a crucial time? She needs his support now more than ever!

You're such an asshole, Jungkook!

~

This time Jin, Y/n's brother opened the door.

Shit...

- Was it you? - the older asked with fury in his eyes.

Crap... he knows...

- I... um... We were... - Jungkook studdered.

- I have no idea what you did, - so he doesn't know. - but I came home to her curled up on the floor, totally miserable.

What have I done?

- C-Can I go see her?

Jin's face burned with pure rage.

- See her?! I think you saw enough, buddy!

A faint voice from upstairs broke the tension between the two boys for a second.

- Let him in.

Without another word Jungkook stormed past Jin and rushed up the stairs, taking the steps three at once. Carefully, not to startle her, he opened the door and set his eyes on the shivering girl, eyes red and puffy. She looked so small and breakable at that moment...

- Y/n...

- Jungkook... Are you lea-leaving me? - her voice was barely a whisper.

He took a slow step closer to her, so he was standing right in front of the girl. She looked up at him, hurt clearly shining in her eyes. He sat one hand on her cheek.

- Princess... no! I'm not leaving you. I know I behaved very immaturely. Forgive me? - he pleaded.

- Jungkook... yo-your reaction w-was natural for an 18-year-old hi-high school student who's going to become a fa-father.

I'm gonna be a father... What?

- That doesn't mean it was right...

He was cut off by the door slamming open. Jin barged in and everything happened at the speed of lightning.

Your POV

Your brother harshly grabbed the back of Jungkook's hoodie and yanked him against the wall, causing the family picture that was hung on it to shatter into tiny pieces.

- JIN! - you yelled, as you jumped up from the bed.

- Who's gonna be a father? - he hissed, looking down dangerously at your boyfriend.

He raised his fist to punch him but you managed to grab his arm, so he wouldn't hurt him.

~

It took at least 40 minutes for everything to cool down. You were now sitting on the couch next to Jungkook, Jin right in front of the two of you. He was sitting across the expensive coffee table on an armchair, arms and legs crossed, a blank expression on his face.

He was the one to break the silence.

- What the fuck guys?

Neither of you said anything.

We fucked up...

- You both fucked up...

Big time...

- Big time.  

- We aren't getting rid of it. - Jungkook said.

You looked up at him in shock. Obviously, you weren't considering abortion either, but knowing that he was on the same page as you made you feel safe. You knew he was sticking beside you through thin and thick.

- We know we messed up, but this baby... - he gulped. - It isn't the baby's fault. It's our's and we are taking full responsibility for our actions.

He looked down at you, what seemed like he was asking for reassurance. You nodded. He basically said everything you thought out loud.

Jin sighed.

- How far along are you?

- I don't know. I only found out this morning.

Silence set in the house. The three of you spent the next minutes searching for a private gynecologist on various online sites. You wanted to make sure you were in the best hands. Soon you had an appointment set for next Wednesday.

- When are you telling mom and dad. - Jin broke the silence.

I haven't thought about that yet... I can't tell them... Dad's gonna kill me! Okay, maybe Jungkook first, but...

- I... Can't t-tell them.

- You know that's not an option...

- Ca-can we at least wait for a lit-little while?

- Y/n... a little while? You can not delay such a thing...

- Give me a few days.

~

Those few days went by fast. It came too soon, and your parents were back from their business trip. In fact, Wednesday came.

You exited the school building and found Jungkook already waiting for you in front of the gate, in his car. You quickly got in.

- Hi. How are you? - he greeted you.

- Still the same as I felt an hour ago when you last asked me. - you smiled shyly.

He scratched the back of his neck and chuckled nervously.

- I know, but still...

- Thank you for asking though. - you flashed a small smile.

And he drove off.

Things between you have become a lot different since that day. The atmosphere around you was almost... awkward? Yes definitely. It's mostly like he became a little protective but in a strange way. It seemed like he now saw you as a very fragile object, that would break if he spoke too much or too loud.

- Nervous? - you asked.

- Very much... - he breathed out a nervous laugh.

- Me too.

That was the only encounter you had during the whole drive to the doctor's office.

Soon after you got there and told the receptionist what you came for, the doctor welcomed you into the examination room.

- Miss Y/n Y/l/n?

- Yeah... That's me.

He warmly smiled at both of you.

- And this gentleman is...?

- Jeon Jungkook, Mr. Kim.

- Pleasure to meet you.

He led you to a bed next to the ultrasound machine. The room was bright from the large windows which let the warm afternoon sunlight flood the place. The overall atmosphere was friendly and calm, which was exactly what you needed considering the stressful situation you were in. The office also seemed very well equipped, which told you, you were in good hands.

- Alright, so this is your first check-up if I understood right, and you are teen parents.

- Yeah... - your cheeks flushed red in embarrassment.

- No, no... don't be ashamed of that. Let's face it, it's not the best thing in the world, but you are willing to take responsibility, and that's something I very much respect.

Wow... he's so kind!

- Besides, - he continued. - My mother went through the same thing when she had me, but she didn't have any support from either her parents or her boyfriend. So I'm more than happy to help. Not just as a gynecologist, but as someone, you both can share your problems with and come for advice.

- Th-thank you, Mr. Kim!

- Of course! - he smiled. - Now, let's take a look at your baby.

Oh, God... I have no idea how this is going to work... I'm scared.

You laid down on the bed and rolled your shirt up. He alerted you that the gel was going to be cold, which really made you flinch the second he squeezed some on your bare stomach. Jungkook was quick to grab your hand. The way he rubbed his thumb against the back of your hand soothed you.

Mr. Kim began working g with the ultrasound wand and soon enough he stopped when a tiny little blip appeared on the screen. That was your baby.

Jungkook's POV

As soon as he set an eye on the blurry figure on the screen, he stopped rubbing your hand, but never let go.

That... That is... My baby.

- There it is! - the doctor smiled. - Beautiful!

Exactly!

Mr. Kim pressed another button on the machine and a loud, consistent thrashing sound echoed through the room, filling both of your hearts with warmth.

- Nice and strong heartbeat. - he stated. - Baby looks totally healthy and from the size of it, it seems like you're a little over 6 weeks.

It's healthy!

- I'm going to print out a few copies of the sonograms and write you a perscription of the prenatal vitamins you shall take from now on.

And with that, he left the room.

Y/n slowly turned her head towards him. That's when he realized, that both of their eyes were full of tears.

- Jungkook... - she breathed.

- Y/n!

He leaned down and pressed a long and passionate kiss on her lips.

Were they scared as hell? Heck yes! But the sight of their unexpected creation, the sound of its little heart beating assured them, that they were going to do everything in their abilities to make sure this child had everything in the world and grew up in a full and loving family.

With that, Jungkook put the sonogram picture in his phone case. And never took it out ever since.

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Only Teens 2

Summary: Next to being born to a wealthy family, where your and your boyfriend's parents own a successful company together, you are also on the straight path to succeeding as a young actress. But all that can be shattered with an unplanned teen pregnancy.

2.1K words

teen!jungkook x teen pregnant fem!reader

Warnings: pregnancy, chaotic thoughts, doctors

Your POV

Uhh... I hate school! Especially Mondays...

You are running late as usual. Since you became pregnant, mornings have become a pain in the back for you. Today was no exception. After a round of harsh vomiting and praying that your parents won't come in, you began searching for a shirt that's loose enough to hide your forming bump.

You still haven't told your parents about the baby, and you were already 16 weeks. Entering your fourth month, you would expect the morning sickness to quiet down at least a little. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case for you.

After your second visit to Dr. Kim at 12 weeks, you learned a lot about pregnancy. Deeper: teenage pregnancy. He told you that for girls under the age of 20, nausea usually lasts longer. Furthermore, you are more likely to suffer a miscarriage or go into premature labor. These two were the last things you wanted, so you tried to be extremely thoughtful during your pregnancy.

- Jin? - you asked quietly.

- Hmm? - he hummed tiredly from his bed.

- Can I borrow one of your hoodies... please? - all of yours were in the wash, as those were all you wore now.

I will wash them this afternoon.

- Ughh... what for?

Your cheeks turned red in embarrassment. He turned so he was facing you, and rubbed his eyes.

- Well... - you were in a single sports bra, so the small, but noticeable curve of your tummy was on full display. - I just need one.

Then he darted his eyes at your stomach. His eyes widened. You noticed a small smile form on his lips, but only for a split second. Then he went back to playing the mature big brother, and the only thing he said was:

- You have to tell them...

You looked down. You knew you were delaying it for far too long, but you simply couldn't bring yourself to reveal it.

- Can I have a hoodie, please?

He sighed and motioned you to find one yourself.

~

- Sorry I'm late! - you panted.

- You're not late, don't worry. - Jungkook smiled as he hugged you and closed the car's door behind you and got in himself.

- New hoodie?

- Uhm, no. It's Jins...

His eyes were still darted at the road, but he made his confusion obvious.

- I... I'm kind of starting to show...

He snapped his head towards you and looked down at your belly, but didn't see anything because of the oversized hoodie.

- Show me? - he asked with bunny eyes.

You slowly lifted the soft material off of your abdomen. And sure enough, there it was.

All your boyfriend could do was stare in awe, with wide eyes and slightly parted lips. He was totally mesmerized. The sight sure scared him, but that was his baby after all. The little one, he swore would protect with all his might.

~

As soon as he pulled into the school's parking lot, he leaned over his seat and captured your face in his huge hands by pressing them to your cheeks. Then pressed a long, passionate kiss on your lips.

You made your way into the school building, Jungkook practically glued to your side, placing a protective hand on the small of your back.

- See you after class.

- See you. - and with that, you went your separate ways.

~

Oh no! Not here, please!

It wasn't the first time that your morning sickness interrupted your school day, but the last times were good timings. Like during recess or free periods. But in the middle of class?!

You excused yourself to go to the toilet. You rushed into a stall as fast as you could and made it just in time.

In the middle of your throw-up session, you heard the door open.

- Y/n? - a worried voice called.

Jimin! Thank God!

Altogether five people knew about your pregnancy. Except for you, obviously. Jin, Dr. Kim, Jungkook, and his best friend, Taehyung, and lastly Jimin.

Jimin and you were friends for the longest time. Both of your parents were the main shareholders of an international sales company, and so they were best friends. This meant that you Jimin and you basically grew up together. He is the same age as Jungkook and his family's mansion was on your street. Now you were classmates as well.

- Ji... - vomit. - Jimin!

- It's okay, - he kneels down beside you as you throw up again and bulls your hair back, giving you gentle rubs on your back. - I've got you.

- It's the lady's bathroom...

- Do you want me to leave?

- I appreciate your help, Jimin... But I'm literally throwing my guts up. So yeah... I'd kind of like for you to leave.

- Is that what 17 years of friendship mean to you? - he asks with pretended annoyance. - For me to leave you alone while puking.

You were about done with vomiting and giggled weekly. You got up with his help and walked to the sinks to wash your mouth.

- I'm gonna get your stuff. I'm taking you home.

~

As Jimin pulls up at your house, you get a glimpse of your mother's car.

Not this!

- Do you want me to come in? - Jimin asks, as he helps you out of the car.

- Uhmm... I don't think you want to be in there.

- You haven't told her yet, have you?

You simply shake your head and toss your backpack over your shoulder.

- Do you think she's suspecting something?

- I guess I'm about to find out.

With that, you thanked Jimin and went inside. You took your shoes off and made your way into the living room, where your mother was laying with a small piece of paper in her hands, a wet cloth on her forehead.

- Mom, are you okay?

- You're home early... - she said with a sarcastic tone. - Skipping school again?

- I never skip school...

- You did last week.

- I was sick. - you gulped.

- Sick, huh? - she said reproachfully.

Shit... She knows!

- You've been sick for a while now... Y/n spit it out before I do!

She found out herself! Jin warned you about this possibility, and how you should avoid it. You delayed it for too long, now you are going to pay the price.

Your backpack slipped off of your shoulder. All of your energy left your body, which made you fall to your knees, palms facing the ceiling from your lap, your head hanging, like there's nothing that could ever lift it again. Tears roamed down your cheeks.

- Mamma... - your voice broke at the end.

The small piece of paper got thrown at you. It managed to land right in your lap and you flipped it over. It was your latest sonogram picture.

- You're pregnant? ... TELL ME! - she yelled, making you flinch.

Silence broke out in the room. Only your labored, shaky breathing could be heard.

- Yes... - you whispered.

- You're a shame to our family! - she stood up. - Don't expect me to come home tonight.

With that, she stormed off and went outside.

~

Thank God! I've been craving them for 10 minutes now!

You spent the next two hours laying in bed, crying... when you finally heard the doorbell ring, signaling that he arrived.

You ran down the stairs and opened the door. You immediately clung to him like a potato sack and buried your head into the crock of his neck, inhaling the fresh cologne he wore. He wrapped his free hand around your waist and kissed the sound of your head. His other hand was occupied with the bag of clementines you requested.

- Love? - his voice was soft as a feather. - What's wrong?

- She found out. - you cried. - She found our sonogram picture.

- Shhh... It's okay.

Jin's car pulled up on your driveway and leaned out the window.

- And she didn't disown you? I'm surprised! - he laughed.

- I'm not sure yet... She told me not to expect her to come home today.

Jungkoog hugged you gently and brought you inside. He led you to the couch and went to the kitchen. He came back with a plate of peeled clementines and handed them to you.

- Thank you. - you smiled up at him.

He sat beside you along with a kiss on your temple and let you lay your head on his shoulder with his arm lased around your waist.

- I have to tell dad now, don't I? - you asked sadly.

- I'll be here, don't worry. - he calmed you. - Your dad is nice, I'm sure he will react better than your mom.

- I don't know, Kook...

- Shh... don't worry, I'll be here.

~

Jungkook's POV

Wow, she's so peaceful.

He wrapped a blanket around the little girl, who was now fast asleep on his chest. But this little girl wasn't so little anymore... She is a Mother-To-Be.

He carefully placed his free hand on her tiny, but noticeable bump, careful not to wake her up.

That's when he heard the garage door open.

Fuck...

Her dad is here.

He put Y/n down on the couch and propped a pillow under her head before exiting the house to meet with her dad on the porch.

- Jungkook... my wife texted me some news...

Jungkook had prepared a short speech, especially for this situation while sitting on the couch with his girlfriend.

Here I go...

- Mr. Y/l/n, I know I messed up, but I promise to take all responsibility and take care of both your daughter and our child as best as I can.

Mr. Y/l/n stood there speechless for a second but then got himself together.

- Jungkook, I'm not happy. Not even the slightest, but I am very proud of you for being so mature about the situation. And you better keep your promise, otherwise, I won't be this calm about things. As you can imagine, I'm quite disappointed, but I will help you throughout this journey with whatever I can, okay. So don't hesitate to come to me for help!

- Thank you, dad! I really appreciate your support.

- Just... don't call me dad, okay? Since I'm not Korean, it sounds... uhh... awkward for me.

- Sorry, sir!

Mr. Y/l/n took a deep breath.

- How far along is she?

- 16 weeks, sir.

- Has she been to the doctor yet?

- Yes, we had our first appointment at 6 weeks, the next at 12, and we have one when they turn 18 weeks. - he took out his phone from his back pocket and flipped it over so the sonogram in the case was clearly visible. - The baby is very healthy.

- I see. - a soft smile spread on his face.

With that Mr. walked inside the house with a slightly calmer posture.

- Y/n? - he whispered.

Y/n sleepily sat up on the couch, rubbing her eyes with both hands.

- Pa? - she asked in her baby voice.

Damn... that's cute.

- Baby... - he answered in a pouty voice. - It's alright, okay? I'm gonna help you, sweetheart, don't you worry.

He's so supportive...

- Pa? Y-you're not mad?

- I'm not happy, or proud. Not one bit, but... I won't let you go through this alone, okay?

- Thank you, Papa! I love you! - they hugged.

- You know, I was in a similar situation as a teen... - he sighed. - When I came to Korea for the first time as an exchange student, I met a Korean girl and we eventually became a couple. Five months into our relationship she got pregnant. The baby was mine. - he added. - I was a stupid and childish 17-year-old boy and left her. We broke all contact, and I still know nothing about her to this day. I don't know if she kept the child, or not if the birth went fine if it's a girl or a boy... I regret it all. - he paused. - I'm just glad you didn't make the same mistake.

It is obvious that he directed the last sentence to me.

-

Y/n's POV

Mom still isn't home...

She's very mad...

You plopped yourself right onto your huge bed and rolled up your shirt, just enough to reveal the tiny bump that was beginning to show. You softly trace a finger along the bulge, tracing little symbols on top.

My Little Baby...

Mama loves you, no matter what. Dada does too, and grandpa as well.

Uncle Jin also loves you, he is just shocked.

A small smile is spread across your face as you imagine a scene where Jin chases his little nephew or niece around the garden, or where Jungkook picks their tiny frame up and bounces them up and down. Images like these relax you and assure you that you are not alone in this and in the end, it will all be worth it.

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Only teens - Masterlist

Summary: Next to being born to a wealthy family, where your and your boyfriend's parents own a successful company together, you are also on the straight path to succeeding as a young actress. But all that can be shattered with an unplanned teen pregnancy.

teen!jungkook x teen pregnant fem!reader

(Y/n lives in Korea with her Bulgarian father and American mother. Y/n’s half-brother, Jin was born from your mother’s first marriage, his father is Korean but we don’t know much about him. Y/n speaks fluent Korean, English and Bulgarian.)

Part 1

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Part 3

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BTS Masterlist

Park Jimin

Pour us - one or twoshot

- non-idol!jimin x pregnant!fem!reader

- Summary: You and Jimin have been living in poverty without parental help as they decided to disown you the moment you married the love of your universe. Life hasn't been easy ever since, but your love for each other and the will of building a family of your own may just be enough to concur all.

Kim Taehyung

Island Paradise - one-shot

Kim Taehyung x female!reader

Summary: You and your best friend get stuck on a remote island after a tragic ship accident and have to figure everything out on your own.

Jeon Jungkook

Only Teens - series

Summary: Next to being born to a wealthy family, where your and your boyfriend's parents own a successful company together, you are also on the straight path to succeeding as a young actress. But all that can be shattered with an unplanned teen pregnancy,

teen!jungkook x teen pregnant fem!reader

Love in Paris - oneshot + bonus chapter? (maybe)

Summary: Your boyfriend comes back home after World War 2. The war did its damage and imprinted some on Jugkook as well. He realizes life is too short to be wasting any of it, so he is quick to accomplish his goals.

Warnings: blood, mentions of death, mentions of war pregnancy, vomiting, dark thoughts...

ww2 survivor!jungkook x french!reader

Kim Namjoon

Sick day - oneshot

sick!namjoon x pregnant!reader

Sick day

1.4K words

- Don't come closer, ba- *cough* -baby!

Your selfless self still stepped closer to your sick husband, to pull his blanket up higher. You also set the cup of hot tea you made him on the guest room nightstand. But this time it wasn't exactly a selfless act, more like a stubborn one (according to your husband), as you weren't being mindful of the seven-month-old little baby laying inside your womb.

- I'm serious, Y/n! It's contagious... and the last thing I want is to get you sick as well. Especially now, baby. Think about Maia!

- Joon, I just brought you tea, it's not like I kissed you or anything...

- Still... I *sneeze* I even slept in the guest bedroom, so you wouldn't get sick.

You smiled to yourself. You tried to act as annoyed at him as possible, but the fact that he cared so much about you made it impossible.

- You just rest and don't worry about anything else. - with that, you kissed his forehead, which was steaming hot, and left the room only to come back with a cold, wet cloth to put on it.

Namjoon was fast asleep at this point, as he'd been most of the day. You were just grateful he rested well. You got beside him on the guest bed, which was smaller than the one you had in the master bedroom, so for your pregnant self it was difficult to find a comfortable position. Despite the difficulties, you managed to follow your husband to dreamland. :)

-

*cough*

You woke up to a raspy feeling in your throat.

Oh no...

The weight of your actions began to slowly sink in. Did you get the sickness?

Unfortunately yes, but you couldn't let Namjoon notice. Simply because you didn't want to hear his speech about how he told you to stay away and stuff... So you got up (with minor difficulties) and thanked God your husband was still asleep and could sleep through an earthquake.

You waddled down the stairs, taking each and every single step carefully, and made yourself a huge cup of tea with a lot of honey. You also took your prenatal vitamins.

- Good morning, Baby Mamma!

Namjoon's sweet morning voice startles you. You turn around and flash your best smile at him.

- Good morning! How are you feeling?

- Really good, actually! That tea you made worked wonders.

He neared you, but still didn't give you your morning kisses, just to be safe. He slipped his hand under your shirt... actually... his shirt, and placed it on your growing belly.

For a moment he removed it and took a second to look you deep in your eyes with confusion. Then he placed his hand back on the skin of your bump, feeling around a little. You felt his other hand placed on your forehead. It felt good.

His hand is so cold.

- Baby... - he sighed. -

- I'm sorry. - you looked down with regret in your posture. You put your baby in danger...

- Y/n... I warned you about this... It really is the worst time for you to have a fever.

Here he goes with the speech...

- Look, I know I fucked up, and I'm very worried too! Can you please not lecture me about it? Not now...

He pulled you in a hug. Above your hormones, your stress about getting sick made you a little moody too and he totally understood that.

- Okay, Love. - he whispered into your ear, hand still rubbing your bump. - Let's get you to bed, okay? It's my turn to take care of you.

-

- 39.4 °C - he worries. - This is too high, Y/n... I'm calling your doctor.

- O-okay.

At this point, you were feeling cold, moody, achy, exhausted, and everything bad you could list. Your mind began jumping to awful conclusions about your condition.

- I'm a terrible mom! - tears were streaming down your face. - I put our Maia in danger!

- Shhh... shhh... Please don't stress yourself, Baby. - he stroked your hair. - You're a wonderful mom! Just look at how amazing you've been taking care of our little girl. I really admire you for enduring all the hardships you've been through throughout your pregnancy. Please don't talk about yourself like that again, okay?

- But I- *cough*

- I'm calling the doctor!

-

"If her fever goes above 39.5, or it doesn't subside in the next few hours, take her to the hospital immediately. Also, give her a dose of acetaminophen every 3 hours. After the first dose update me on her condition."

- Thank you, Sir! - with that, he hung up. - I'm calling Hobi over while I'm at the pharmacy.

- I'll be okay alo...

-No! I'm calling him.

-

Hobi was an angel the whole time he was over. He took amazing care of you, jumping at every word you said, bringing you tea, cold towels, snacks, and putting on your favorite movie... Everything.

- I'm sorry I took so long, Baby! - he panted, shutting the door behind him and balancing a few shopping bags on his arms. - I ran around the whole city for that medicine, and there was only one pharmacy at the end, where I found some.

- Thank *sneeze* you, Love.

The sight of you scared him a bit. Your red and puffy eyes, your figure surrounded by tissues... You weren't getting any better. His concern grew with every second.

- How's her fever? - he asked Hobi while dropping the bag and rushing to your side.

- Still the same. And she has a runny nose too. - he stepped closer to Namjoon to whisper something in his ear. - Namjoon, I'm very worried. I read online about fever during pregnancy and it wasn't good... It can create complications for both mother and baby.

- HOSEOK! DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I'M NOT WORRIED?! I'M FUCKING SCARED, TERRIFIED, OKAY! - he shouted at his friend.

He came to his senses when he saw your distressed figure on the couch, eyes tightly shut, tiny hands covering your ears.

- I'm so, so sorry! - he whispered and kissed your temple. - You're gonna be okay!

- I know, Joon! - you chuckled and ignored the pain in your head and throat as you did so. - I think you're being a little dramatic about it.

- I can never be dramatic enough when it comes to you and Maia!

-

It was 2 days later when your fever was finally almost over. You took your medicine every 3 hours, drank tea, and kept yourself and the baby warm.

Your doctor called to check on your condition.

"Y/n, did you feel her move at least twice an hour?"

- Yes, she's been pretty active since yesterday. - you giggle, thinking of the video you shot of your bump with your little girl wiggling inside.

"I'm glad to hear that! Keep it up, Mrs. Kim! See you at your next appointment."

- Thank you! See you then!

Your husband planted a kiss on your forehead. He did this a lot in the past few days. He disguised the temperature checks he did regularly as sweet temple kisses. You knew what he was up to every time, but since you found them cute, you didn't mention anything.

You two (or three) sat outside in your backyard, enjoying the warm breeze. Your husband's hand continuously caressed your bump, gently pressing the places where he felt a kick. It was a cute little way for him to interact with your daughter.

- Y/N! Y/N, did you feel that?! - he gasped in surprise.

- Love, you do know that the baby is inside me, so she mainly kicks me. - you chuckled.

- Oh right! Sorry. - he laughed and kissed the spot where you got kicked, knowing how strong your little one has gotten.

What did I do to deserve this?

As you feel a small wiggle inside your tummy, your mind wanders deep into your thoughts. You were lucky because you were blessed with the most caring husband anyone could ask for, who gave you the biggest gift. A little baby.

My precious daughter

Love in Paris - J.Jk.

Summary: Your boyfriend comes back home after World War 2. The war did its damage and imprinted some on Jungkook as well. He realizes life is too short to be wasting any of it, so he is quick to accomplish his goals.

Warnings: blood, major character death, mentions of war pregnancy, vomiting, dark thoughts...

ww2 survivor!jungkook x french!reader

1940s Paris AU

4.8K words

A/n: I recommend listening to "Indila - Love story" while reading this story!!!

~

Jungkook knocks softly on the door of your cozy little café. He placed his tiny suitcase on the stairs to free his hands and fold up the long sleeves of his white button-up and fix his collar. He even took a final look at himself in the window of the door to check his reflection. He ran his uninjured hand through his thick black hair which had grown down to his eyes.

His heartbeat took up a faster pace as he heard your footsteps approach. The door opened and there you were. A grown-up woman in all black, hair up in an elegant bun, decorated with a pitch-black accessory.

You stood on the doorstep, your eyes glued on each other. He was a grown man now. No longer the 19-year-old boy you moved in with, unmarried and without your parents' permission. He was a grown, 25-year-old man now. You changed a lot too. You were a woman now. No longer the 18-year-old girl he laid eyes on at your newly opened coffee shop. The delicate curves of your body more prominent than the last time he saw you. That was exactly 6 years ago. Six long years...

- Jungkook... - your voice was barely a whisper. You were shocked. - I...

- My Dear... - his voice broke too.

He quickly pulled you in for a deep kiss and a half-handed hug. You two stood there in silence. Well... almost in silence. Both of your muffled sobs broke the quiet air.

- You... I-I haven't re-received any le-letters from you these past months... I-I thought... I thought... - you couldn't finish. You broke out in loud sobs.

- Shhh, My Love! It's alright. I'm here now, I'm alive.

-Wha-what happened t-to your ha-hand? - you asked pulling out of the hug.

- Nothing serious, Y/n. It's just a little broken, but it will heal.

- Do-Does it hurt a lot?

- No, Dear, don't you worry, alright?

~

For the next weeks, you didn't even let Jungkook step out of your apartment above your café. You brought breakfast, lunch, and dinner directly to him.

- Y/n dear... I think this is a bit too much now. - he stated one day, about 5 weeks after he came back, which also meant 5 weeks of staying inside your few-roomed apartment. - I should go back to work now. My arm is completely healed too.

- No, no! Love, the last time you went to work, you... - you gulped at the memory. - you didn't come back for 6 years. They took you!

- All that is over now, alright? No one can take me anymore.

- But you don't have to work. I earn enough from owning the café. That is enough money for the both of us.

- Then at least let me help in the shop.

- Maybe... - you smiled.

- There is that precious smile of yours! I missed it so, so, so much, you can't even imagine.

He folded you in his embrace, his strong arms around you thin waste. You had to tip-toe to reach his lips with yours. Ever since he came home, the kisses you two shared were much more meaningful than before. Like they are your last.

This kiss was different from that though... He was... nervous?

- Love, I... - he breathed against your lips. - I think I...

- Yes?

He didn't answer. All he did was loosen the tightly tied bow at the back of your beige dress. His hands moved up to the back of your neck, as he unbuttoned the button of the collar of the dress.

- Jungkook, we... - you stopped him by gently grabbing his wrist.

- I know we aren't married yet, but... - he looked into your eyes. - If you are not ready, then I won't, just tell me so, and...

- No it's not that. Just... it is tradition, and...

- I know, I am sorry, Love. I just thought... - you kissed him. - after witnessing all those things during the war... a-and those 6 years I spent away from you... I realized... m-maybe...

You hesitantly began unbuttoning his shirt from the collar down. You felt it too. The need to connect your bodies. To feel someone for the first time in your lives. You gave it a little thought. Your parents died 3 years ago in a bomb attack in your hometown, and Jungkooks parents... well the last time he heard anything from them was before he moved from Korea to Paris. It was just the two of you.

- A-are you s-sure? - he asked.

-  Yes. I am.

~

It was 6 weeks later that the smell of coffee started bothering you. The second the first customer of the day ordered a plain black coffee and you started grinding the coffee beans, a wave of unfamiliar nausea hit you and you had to abandon everything you were working on. Of course, Jungkook, who was now your fiancé, was right at your side to hold your hair up and whisper sweet encouragements into your ear.

Since that day you had a suspicion that you might be expecting. You missed your period, which was kind of irregular anyways, but paired with the morning sickness, it must have been it.

You weren't sure how you felt about it. On one hand, you were happy, because bringing a new life into the world with the love of your life is always a blessing, however, you still weren't married. And even if you could put together the wedding before you gave birth... well... You didn't have the courage to walk down the aisle in a wedding dress, with an obvious bump. It wasn't ideal. Not in the 40s... So the last thing you wanted was to be pregnant on your wedding day... even because of the alcohol.

You weren't 100% sure yourself yet, but you decided to tell Jungkook about your observations. He used the phone in the café to call the doctor and book an appointment for you to make sure.

- Are you ready, Love? - he asked the day of your appointment.

- Just a second.

You were putting some ginger-flavored candy in a clean cloth for you to take to the doctor's office to help with your nausea.

- What are these for?

- Ginger is supposed to relieve some nausea. - you explained.

- Oh that is amazing. Where did you get those?

- In Elyna's shop.

He made himself a mental note to buy you more if you run out so you won't have to struggle with it that much.

~

The doctor took your urine and blood sample to do some tests.

- I think it is bizarre how the doctor just walked out of the room with a cup of my fianceé's urine...

You both laughed.

- It's for medical purposes. - you giggled.

Not long after that the doctor came back with the results and confirmed that you were in fact expecting. He gave you some useful recommendations about the pregnancy, what to be careful with or what was safe, and then you left.

On your way out you caught a glimpse of a book for expectant mothers. It was called "Maternity Book". You purchased one since you thought it would benefit you during your pregnancy, as you knew very little about the topic. That honestly scared you, but with Jungkook by your side, nothing was impossible.

~

You reached the 20th week of your pregnancy. This meant you were now halfway through, so you were on a mission to find the maternity book to check all the things about this week. But you couldn't find it anywhere. You looked through all the cupboards and drawers, even in the wardrobe between the freshly washed sheets.

But nothing...

Your final thought was that maybe you left it downstairs in the shop, but you highly doubted that, as you never took it out of your room.

As you enter the shop through the back door, you find your fiancé sitting on a barstool behind the counter with your book.

He had his sleeves folded up to his elbows with his wine-colored apron, which was the uniform of your shop.

You stopped at the doorstep and rested your cheek against the doorframe. You rested one of your hands on your bump that is accommodating your growing baby. You looked carefully.

The book in his hands was opened around the middle and the heading read: "What to expect at 20 weeks" A subtle smile spread across his face and he turned around.

- Good morning, Love! - he waved for you to come closer so he could kiss your temple. - How are you feeling this morning?

- We are great, thank you. No morning sickness this time, just a little headache.

- Headache? - he asked concerned. - The book says it should have gone away at this point.

- I know. It should last until around the second trimester, but it is different for every mother, so don't worry. - You kissed him.

- The book also said that little bean is the size of a banana now and is around 300 grams. - he places a loving hand over the place, where your baby is resting.

- How's the shop going? - you asked.

- The customers are returning slowly but surely.

- That is great news. - you cheered.

During the war, the shop wasn't doing well. Most of the customers were sent to the battlegrounds, others couldn't even afford basic food, not to mention luxurious items, such as coffee during that time. Everything became unaffordable for most people. Many items and ingredients from abroad didn't get imported to France anymore, so the only sources were those couple vendors that could still produce or grow these products. But regardless, they were limited and expensive. The same goes for the milk for the coffee and so on.

But luckily the world was beginning to regain consciousness. And so was your café.

- Mrs. Dupont stopped by too for the first time in years.

- Really?! I would have loved to see her again.

Mrs. Dupont is a middle-aged woman living in your neighborhood. She was the woman you worked for in her bookshop ever since you were 12 until you turned 18 and had enough money to fund your very own café. She was like your second mother.

Unfortunately, after the war had begun your connection broke.

- How have they been? - you asked.

- Mrs. Dupont is grieving. Her husband passed away in the war.

You felt sadness wash over your whole being. You never had a special connection with Mr. Dupont, but you still felt some of the pain your former mother figure must go through.

You remembered the time when you got a letter saying the military post your boyfriend was in got bombarded to the core and there were barely any survivors. The bodies were so damaged that they couldn't be recognized.

You were absolutely broken. You clung to your last hope, a letter from your lover that you would hopefully receive next month. But nothing came. Not a single letter.

You spent the next 2 years submerged in grief. You just couldn't get over the "death" of your boyfriend. You went to bed in black, woke up in black, your days were blank, and you couldn't diferate them anymore. You were nothing without him.

Turns out Jungkook was one of the few survivors of the attack and managed to escape. He was hiding for months and tried to get back home to you. But this was a difficult task when he was hundreds of miles away. He eventually decided to hop on a train in hopes of approaching Paris at a faster pace. However, he was caught among the bales of hay in a carriage.

From then on then on they kept him in captivity. But you lived in the thought that you lost him forever.

So when he unexpectedly showed up at your doorstep, you couldn't believe he was real.

Tears started beaming down your reddened cheeks. You weren't sure if this was because of your hormones, Mr. Dupont's death, or your memories that came flooding back, but one was for sure: these emotions were hitting you with the strength of a hurricane.

- Oh, My Dear! - Jungkook was quick to pull you closer. - It's alright.

- I am sorry, I just... - your sobs cut you off. - I thought you were dead.

- I know... I know, Love. I am so sorry I couldn't send you letters, but they didn't let me there.

- I know... I w-was just s-so scared.

- Shhh... It is all over now. Calm down, Dear! This mustn't be good for you and the baby.

~

It was a lovely spring day. April to be exact. Jungkook was on his way to Elyna's shop. He remembered when you mentioned where they sold those ginger candies you used so often at the beginning of your pregnancy.

Unfortunately, nausea had come back now at 32 weeks, which was very uncomfortable, but not too concerning, as many women experience this far along too. The doctor just advised you to drink a lot and eat more to make sure you didn't lose too much weight and the baby stayed healthy.

He quickly found the candies he was looking for, paid for them, and left the shop. He was eager to get back home to you. His favorite part of the day was when he could hold you close with his hands on your belly, praising you for carrying his little baby so well.

Pregnancy looked great on you. The way your breasts grew whilst producing milk for your baby, how your bump got bigger and bigger each week. All of these things your body was doing to accommodate your offspring amazed Jungkook.

- Love, I am home! - he greeted as he closed the door of the shop behind him.

He didn't hear an answer. And it worried him like crazy.

- Love?

Still nothing.

He was quick to approach the staircase to look through your apartment. However, when he took the sharp turn between the two flights of stairs, a horrifying scene occurred in front of his eyes.

- Y/N!? Oh no, no, no, no!

You laid there on the hard floor sideways, with one of your hands laying limp on your bump, the other next to you in an unnatural way. Blood was surrounding you almost everywhere and it was unclear from which part of your body it was coming from. After further examinations, it became clear to Jungkook that it was flowing from your head and from between your legs.

- Oh my Dear! - he was in tears.

He didn't dare to touch you.  He only manages to place careful fingers under your jaw to detect your pulse.

- Please, please, please, I'm begging you!!! - a sigh of relief left his lips as he felt a thud against his fingers. It was very irregular, but it was there. You were alive!

He was hesitant to leave you there alone even to call the ambulance, but he eventually had to.

- Please s-send an am-ambulance to "Coffeeshop Shine"! M-my fianceé... sh-she's 32 weeks pregn-pregnant. F-fell down the stairs. Th-there's a lot of b-blood. Please...

- Sir, please calm down! Down the ambulance will be there shortly.

He didn't even say anything, just cut the call and rushed back to you as if his life depended on it. And maybe it did. Not just his but yours and his baby's.

He grabbed his linen tissues from his shirt's pocket and extremely gently placed some over the wound on your head and a few between your legs in an attempt to lessen the bleeding. He was unsuccessful, however. All of the materials were soaked in your blood.

- God, please save my Y/n. And my baby! God, I am begging you to do everything in your power to protect them. I need my Y/n, I need my family! - he prayed with his eyes closed, forehead against yours, hand over yours on your stomach. He was helplessly choking on his tears.

It was a heartbreaking scene.

Luckily, the ambulance came relatively quickly and the ambulance men hurriedly marched in. They carefully took you from Jungkook's embrace and placed you on a gurney, then secured it in the back of the van.

Jungkook sat beside you in the back and watched what the ambulance men were doing.

- I'm sorry, Sir. You can't come to the emergency ward. - Jungkook was stopped.

- B-but I... she... she needs me! I'M HER FIANCÉ!!! - he was full of rage.

How dare they tell him not to be there for you in such a hard time? Who were they to do that? You needed him. Even if you were unconscious. He needed to be next to you, holding your hand when you woke up.

He ended up in an empty waiting room. The walls plain white, the uncomfortable metal chairs cold. He cried and cried... nothing was able to stop his misery.

- Mr. Jeon? - a calm voice called.

- I-it's me! A-are they alright? - he stood up and took a hopeful step toward the nurse.

- We are bringing her in for surgery. Put these on and I will lead you to her.

He never changed clothes this fast ever. He was eager to get to you, so as soon as he was in his white sanitary gown and mask, he barged into the hallway, where the nurse waited for him.

The few-second walk seemed like a lifetime to Jungkook, but he got to the operating room eventually. He rushed to your side and grabbed your hand.

- J-jungkook! - you studdered.

- Oh, My Love!

- Make it stop! - you sobbed in between your whispers.

His heart broke at how desperate you were to stop the pain. You looked pale and overly exhausted.

- I-I would i-if I could, Love! I r-really wish I could take a-all this fr-from you.

He rubbed your palm and cheek in hopes of bringing some blood circulation back to your body, but it was useless.

-  Doctor, she's losing a lot of blood! - a nurse called.

- Keep the towels between her legs. Juline, place the oxygen mask over her mouth and nose.

- Yes, sir!

Jungkook panicked more as the mask was put on you. You took a huge breath as soon as you felt the oxygen enter your lungs much easier.

- Miss Y/n, tell can you feel it if I move your leg like this?

- N-no.

- Alright, now that you're numb on the lover half of your body, we are going to start the procedure. If anything feels uncomfortable, tell us immediately.

Jungkook was horrified. Only a very low percentage of c-sections were successful, as it isn't perfected yet. Only a low percentage of mothers survived this kind of surgery. He couldn't live without you. He barely got you back. It had been much less than a year since he got back home to you. You couldn't leave him. Not now!

- Ju-Jungkook... I-I... I don't f-feel so good. - you cried, your voice a little muffled by the mask.

- Oh, Y-y/n. - he leaned close to your face. - You're g-gonna be alright. All healthy and strong. Just h-hold o-on for a little b-bit more!

- S-save t-the baby, p-please! The... baby.........

You closed your eyes. And didn't open them after.

- N-no! No, no, no! She... she isn't opening her eyes! Nurse, doctor, she...

He completely broke down.

- She...

- Sir, you need to leave the room. - a nurse commanded.

- No!

- Sir, you have to if you want us to do our best.

After he was told that, he left. Of course, he wanted them to save you, so if it meant he had to leave, he was going to do just that. And once again in the bald waiting room.

-

- Mr. Jeon? I am truly sorry, but we couldn't save the mother.

-

A few hours later Jungkook was able to get himself together, or at least together enough to take a few steps towards the room your body was laid in.

He was shaking. His wobbly feel carried him towards your sheet-covered body. He lifted the material covering your head just enough to see your face. There was a sign attached to the gurney-like bed:

Name: Y/n Y/l/n                                                                                                                                       Age: 24                                                                                                                                                      Cause of death: birth hemorrhage

He fell limp next to you. Your hand was peaking from under the cover. Jungkook grabbed it and pressed it firmly onto his cheek. He wasn't going to let go any time soon. He prepped himself up just enough to press his forehead against yours, still holding your hand.

You were so pale.

- T-this wasn't supposed t-to happen, Love... This... wasn't - he sobbed. - You were supposed to carry our little baby for two more months, I would have rubbed olive oil onto your belly, so you didn't have to worry about stretchmarks. I read in your book that they could hurt if t-they aren't t-treated properly. - he kissed your white cheeks. - We don't even have all the supplies for the baby yet...

Baby? He didn't even see his baby yet! He didn't even know if he or she was okay! Hell, he didn't even know if it was a he or a she.

- L-love, I'll be back, alright? I'll just bring in our little one if I am allowed to. - he took a quick glance at you and kissed the back of your hand. - I'll be right back.

He rushed outside and sure enough, he found the nurse that led him to you before.

- C-can I s-see my baby?

- Of course, you can! - she gave him a subtle smile.

-

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

His son was laying peacefully in an incubator in the newborn ward. He was sound asleep. He was extremely tiny and looked pretty fragile, but it was a baby non less. And so, so handsome.

Seeing his baby made Jungkook even more lost than before. How was all this fair? Taking away his angel and then giving him such a precious little being.

- Hi, My Precious. - he whispered behind the glass. - How is he doing? - he asked the nurse.

- Since he is eight weeks premature, his lungs still need some time to develop entirely, but aside from that, there aren't any complications that can be detected at this stage. You can hold him for a while if you want.

- C-can I bring him into h-his m-mother's room?

- You can, but not for too long. He needs to be back in the incubator and her body needs to be taken away soon too.

- P-please... I need some m-more time to... to say g-goodbye.

- Take your time, Mr. Jeon.

-

He held the baby extremely carefully in his arms. Like he was made out of glass. He pushed the door in with his leg.

- Here he is, Love! - he held the baby up to your face. - Our precious boy. He is alright. A little small and undeveloped, but the nurse said he'll be alright.

He leaned down to kiss your head and sat on the chair next to the gurney you were placed on.

- I can't give h-him a n-name alone. - he sobbed. - I need your help, Y/n... I need your help.

His son started wiggling softly in his hold, letting out tiny whimpers.

- What's wrong little guy?

The bundle started suckling on his pouty lips.

- Are you hungry? - Jungkook desperately looked at you. - He is hungry, Love... y-you need t-to feed him. - he said, nearly breathless. - You need to feed him. Please...

-

- Mr. Jeon, we need to take the baby back.

- O-okay... - he unwillingly handed the baby over to the nurse.

- People will come and take the mother's body shortly.

- N-no... p-please. I haven't had enough time yet...

Time...

He thought he had so much. With you. With his child. His family. What was left for him anymore? How will he raise a child on his own, when he's a wreck himself. He can barely hold himself up, and now he has another human being depending on him.

The door closed, so he was left alone with you.

He clung tightly to you, never wanting to let you go. He sobbed into your milk-filled chest, making your breasts leek the nurturing substance his baby was supposed to feed on. He watched as your white hospital gown darkened in color as it became damp.

All this made Jungkook cry harder and harder, thinking about what life will look like without you in it.

Blank...

All he could think of was how miserable everything was going to be. You wouldn't be there to bring your son to the playground, play hide and seek together, or wave behind the fence of the school grounds on his first day of school.

Maybe your spirit or something will be there to watch over them. He didn't really know what to believe anymore. He was so lost.

So, so lost...

-

- Sir, I am telling you for the last time. You need to let her go, or else, we will do that ourselves.

- N-no... - he choked on his sobs.

The three men who came in to take your body began removing your fiancé from your lifeless body. Jungkook was tired, weak, and he couldn't keep ahold of you anymore. He had no energy left. So he let go and watched helplessly as the gurney got wealed out of the room with you on it.

-

Your body was cremated.

Jungkook thought it was the best option, as he wanted your son to be present at your funeral too. And given as he couldn't leave the incubator and the nurses' help for too long, Jungkook had to wait till he was strong enough to come home. And being cremated, your remains were able to be preserved for long enough.

The shop was temporarily closed, and even Jungkook himself didn't know when he will be able to continue. Mrs. Dupont helped Jungkook a lot during those hard times. She helped him get all the supplies for the baby and set up a nursery.

The elderly lady bought the baby a miniature black suit with tiny shoes and even a tie. Jungkook was dressed in an almost matching suit as his son. Mrs. Dupont chose one out of her many black dresses. They were all ready to attend your funeral.

There weren't many people present. Jungkook wanted to keep it small, just with the closest people there. He knew you would want that too. It was only him, your son, Mrs. Dupont, and a couple of your regular customers from the shop.

Jungkook was staring with reddened eyes and cheeks blankly at your grave, as the priest said his prayers.

- Shh... Antoine, it's alright. - Mrs. Dupont hushed the crying 6-week-old child in her arms.

The priest closed the lid of the vase-like bowl part of your ashes were put in and lowered it into the ground.

Y/n  Y/l/n

1922 - 1946

Beloved mother and wife

The attendants were starting to leave. Mrs. Dupont handed Antoine to Jungkook and left too to prepare something for lunch for Jungkook and herself. She also had to buy some more formula for the little boy.

So Jungkook and Antoine were left alone. They knelt down in front of your grave and placed a huge, gorgeous bouquet of flowers into the little vase next to your headstone.

- Oh, My Dearest! - he started. - Look at Antoine, how big he's getting. I hope you like his name. - he let out a sad chuckle. - He looks so much like you, Y/n! It is unbelievable. But I'm thankful, because... whenever I look at him, it's like there is a part of you still with me. If it wasn't for him... I w-would have followed you... - a tear slipped out of his eye. - But you gave me something... better say someone to live for. So thank you, My love. Thank you for our little boy. - he paused to think his words though. - When it's my time, I'll come to you and then we'll have forever, but... until then... -

- Rest in peace, My Love! Rest in peace...

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A/n: I was thinking about writing a short little bonus story about Jungkook's and Antoine's life. Should I do it?

Also, I would be more than happy to receive requests and ideas!

Love you all!

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Warnings: teen pregnancy, bullying, blood, mentions of hospital, panic (oh boy, what’s happening?)

Wordcount: 3.2K

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- Alright! I'll print these pictures out for you, and yes, I'll make extra copies for you Jungkook. - Dr. Kim giggled along with the both of you, but a second later his tone became much more serious. - However, here are a couple of things I'd like to suggest for the remainder of your pregnancy, Y/n, and Jungkook.

You instantly tensed up. You knew teenage pregnancies carried a higher risk usually. But you've been doing everything in your power to prevent possible complications. You were scared to hear what Dr. Kim had to say.

- I assume you know how pregnancies, where the mother is under the age of 20, carry higher risks. - he glanced at your concerned expression. - Don't worry, Y/n. There are just a couple of things you need to be cautious of. Both you and baby seem healthy, however, you are a little underweight. This is due to the harsh vomiting you've been experiencing even now at 28 weeks. This may affect the baby's birth weight. To prevent that I, unfortunately, have to prescribe you medication you'll have to take until our next appointment. Then we'll decide if you'll have to continue taking them.

He scribbled a word on a piece of sticky note and handed it to Jungkook who stared at it confused.

- Uhh... what does it say exactly?

Dr. Kim chuckled and took the paper from your boyfriend's hand. He handed it back to him, this time with nicely curved, big, printed letters.

- Py-ri-do-xine. - he read it out slowly. - Ah! Thank you.

- Of course. These are B6 supplements. I also suggest you try things with ginger content, such as BIO ginger candy, ginger tea, and ginger ale... Whatever works best.

- Thank you, Dr. Kim. - you smiled while cleaning the gel off of your 7-month bump with a paper towel.

- Now, after you feel like the supplements are working try increasing the amount of food you consume a day. But only do that slowly, step by step. And see you at our next appointment in a month. - he smiled.

~

- You walk like a penguin. - Jungkook giggled as he led you to his car.

- That's not funny, Jungkook! - you said on the verge of tears.

- But you are the cutest little penguin ever! - he looked at your sad face and saw how you were fighting back tears. - Oh, baby, please don't cry... I didn't mean it in a hurtful way.

He opened the door for you and held out a hand to help you get in the passenger's seat. All you did was push him away, slam the door and open it again for yourself. He just stood there and rolled his eyes before walking over to his side and getting in as well.

- It isn't funny regardless! You don't know how much I'm suffering to carry this baby. I waddle because there is a sudden couple of pounds on my front.

- Love, you know I-

- Don't talk to me! - you cut him off.

- How about-

- No!

- Alright, then I guess I'm gonna eat two huge cones of ice cream all alone, without you...

You looked at him like a pouting child who got scolded for eating too much chocolate at once.

- So, - he started. - Do you want to get ice cream after I pick up your medicine from the pharmacy?

- Okay... - you turned away and buckled your seatbelt and Jungkook moved the strap under your stomach so it didn't hurt either of you when he hits the break.

~

Jungkook bought your medication as well as a couple of bags of ginger lollies and candies you can munch on throughout the day.

After he was done with that, he pulled up in front of your guys' favorite ice cream place. He walked over to your side, where you were struggling to get out of your seat. You gladly took your boyfriend's helping hand. His arms laced around your waist and gently lifted you from your sitting position.

He giggled at your cuteness.

- Stop that! - you wined.

- Sorry...

~

- I can't eat anymore... - you wined with a half-eaten ice cream in your hand.

- Oh come on, Y/n! I know you can!

- Baby's taking up a lot of space in my tummy, I can't fit this big ass dessert in there as well.

- Well we need to work on that then! - he caressed your cheeks. He only now began to realize your cheekbones began to stand out more. - You need to start eating more. For you, for baby.

- Jungkook, I don't want you to think I've been starving myself.

- I know you haven't.

- I just keep throwing everything back up but believe me when I say I absolutely love this baby. And I'm doing everything possible to make sure they are healthy and growing perfectly.

- I know, baby! You've been doing an amazing job with growing our baby, and-

- Is that Jungkook and Y/n?

You heard a gossiping voice from somewhere in the distance.

- They definitely are... - another voice could be heard. - I haven't seen them since winter break started.

- Jessica was right, she is pregnant! Look at her belly!

-If I were her I'd be so ashamed of myself for falling pregnant at 17... not walk around town with my belly out...

You instantly zipped your pullover up in hopes of covering some of your obvious baby bump.

Jungkook embraced you tight. One hand around your waist, making sure not to smear his ice cream into your clothes, and the other at the back of your head, bringing it to his chest. He swayed with you from side to side.

Your shoulders jumped because of your sobs.

- Shhh, baby... Don't listen to them, okay? They have nothing... they are nothing... But you... you are the whole world... to me and to baby!

~

The winter break was quickly coming to an end. You were sad for multiple reasons. One, you spent every day with Jungkook unbothered and without worries - almost... Now, you'll have to be separated from him for most of the day, since there were only very few classes you had together. Second, even if the whole school didn't already know about your pregnancy, it would be impossible to hide it now. Your 30-week bump wasn't something you could easily hide behind one of Jungkook's or Jin's hoodies.

- Good morning, Мила! (sweetheart) - your dad treated you from the kitchen.

- Good morning, Pa! Where is Mom?

- She went for her morning jog.

Of course...

She's been doing this since the day she found out about the baby. She gets out of the house every morning to avoid being in your "pregnant ass' presence" - as she said. That hurt you a lot and added up to your stress. Stress you didn't need at all.

- How are you feeling? - your father's voice dragged you out of your thoughts.

- Scared. - you admitted.

Your father was like your rock during your pregnancy. You could tell him anything and he didn't make you feel ashamed of talking about what was happening to your body, or how his grandchild is doing.

- Why is that?

- I'm just scared of school and the people there. They already know and now that it's evident... - you ran a hand over your bump. - ... everyone is going to be staring at me and talking about me.

- I know it's hard, Мила! - he hugged you. - But I know you are strong and will be able to get through all that, right.

You nodded.

- And besides, if you stick with Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook, they will for sure protect you. - he giggled, thinking about how protective Jungkook and your best friends are of you.

They are truly my blessings.

- Here, I made you breakfast. - he helped you sit down at the table.

He made you an avocado toast and one with ham and tomatoes on it.

- Thank you, Pa! - you began munching on the avocado one.

- Of course. - he set a glass of water in front of you with two tablets of your B6 supplements. - Is the medication working?

- It looks like it. I only threw up twice since I began taking them.

- I'm happy to hear that! But just to be safe, put ginger candy in your backpack, okay?

- I already put them in.

- Alright then. - he pressed a kiss on the top of your head. - I'm gonna head out to work. Have a nice day, Мила!

- Have a nice day, Pa!

~

- What's up, whale? - Jin laughed while sprinting down the stairs.

- Who? - you angrily turned in your seat, finishing the rest of your toasts.

- Whale. You. You look like a whale!

He continued chuckling at his humor. He didn't realize how his words had hurt you until you slammed the chair against the table while standing up.

- THAT ISN'T FUNNY!!!

- Oh my God, chill, Y/n. - he put his hands up in front of him. - I was just kidding.

- You're a jerk!

- Okay, do you want this jerk to give you a ride, or not?

- No!

- Then how will you get to school?

- I'll... walk. - you whispered, knowing how ridiculous that sounded.

- Hahahaha! As if! - he burst into loud laughter. - Come on! Get in the car.

~

The drive went by in silence. You were mad at him for commenting on your weight and appearance.

- Y/n... You know I didn't mean it like that...

- I know, I'm sorry...

- What are you sorry for? - he was surprised.

- For lashing out at you like that. I know it wasn't nice of me to yell at you.

- Oh, sis! - he leaned over the armrest and hugged you. - You don't have to apologize... You're pregnant I should've known better than to piss you off like that.

- I love you, Jin! Thank you for the ride.

- I love you too, little sis. - he leaned down to the level of your stomach. - And you two, little niece, or nephew. - he looked at you curiously. - What's the gender?

- Jin! I told you one hundred times! We. Don't. Know. Yet.

- Why?

- Baby is shy... - you smiled. - He or she is always in a position where Dr. Kim can't tell.

- I bet it's a girl then.

You heard the bell ring from the distance.

- You better get going!

- Bye!

~

You were nervous... Extremely nervous.

You waddled your way to your first class and already saw the judging glares you received. You were wearing stretchy leggings that comfortably fit around your bump and Junkook's most oversized hoodie. That still wasn't quite enough to hide the changes in your body. You were even holding your notebooks in front of your belly.

What's the point? They already know anyway...

Eventually, you made your way to the door of the classroom and took a deep breath before you opened it. You were alone in this class. No Jimins, no Taes, and definitely no Jungkooks...

I'm so, so scared!

- Look who decided to show up!

You got startled and jumped back slightly at the cold, sarcastic voice. You looked around the room and realized the voice didn't come from a professor. Mr. Han-gyeol was late, as usual...

- Come, take a seat if you can!

What do they mean by that?

You slowly approached your usual desk. You observed your chair carefully, expecting it to be either broken on smeared with glue. But nothing...

As you attempted to sit down, you realized the desks in front and behind yours were pushed so close to you, that there was no chance you could fit between the desk and your chair.

You gulped and everyone burst into laughter.

- Guys, look! She can't fit! - someone shouted. - The “skinny actress” is too fat to fit in her seat!!!

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry...

Not here...

You looked down, fighting with tears.

- C-can someone p-please help m-me make some space? - you asked in a low voice.

No one paid attention to your request.

Except...

- I'll help!

Ana... thank you!

Ana was the biggest nerd in your class - as the others called her. She was shy and quiet, but very smart and kind-hearted.

- I'll do it, okay? Don't lift. - she told you.

- What? She's disabled now? - the bullies asked, still laughing.

You didn't say anything, just thanked Ana for her generousness and took your seat.

To your relief, Mr. Han-gyeol entered, which meant there weren't any more mean comments toward you.

~

All your classes went by like that... almost. Literature was a bliss. Not Just because it was your favorite subject.

You sat in your seat followed by Jungkook, who reserved the seat right next to you behind the desk. Not long after that Jimin and Jungkook showed up too. The four of you made a well-thought-out little formation in your seats with Jungkook and Taehyung sitting on either side of you and Jimin right behind you, so Jihoon couldn’t put gum in your hair like he did a month ago.

Back then, exactly before the winter break, nobody knew about your pregnancy. You hid it well. But when you accidentally dropped your sonogram picture on the floor with Jihoon sitting behind you, and you struggled to bend down to pick it up, he put two and two together.

- Is this yours? - he laughed.

- Give it back, please!

- Wait a sec...

With that, he ripped the picture in half right in the middle.

It’s fine, it’s fine... Jungkook has a copy of that... - I kept calming myself.

- Hello fuckface!

- Hi to you too Tae...

- Wow, Y/n you are never so calm with me! - Jungkook protested.

- Baby daddies get what they deserve. - Jimin said.

- Good for me... - your boyfriend rolled your eyes and you giggled.

The teacher entered the room and started his speech. It was boring... as usual. Your bladder was filling rapidly despite the lack of fluids that entered your body. Your doctor wouldn’t be happy.

15 more minutes... you have to bare that much!

- Mrs. Jung, can I use the restroom? - that’s for that.

The old woman looked you up and down with a judgemental stare.

- Go ahead...

- Thank you.

You got up with minor difficulties and headed to the bathroom. You got into one of the cramped cabins. You struggled to even turn, that’s how tiny it was. Well... maybe it was the very evident bump that grew on your front.

You pulled down your pants and underwear. That’s when you spotted...

Fuck!

Oh no no no no!!!

Blood.

Luckily not a lot of it and it was only on the sanitary pad, but bleeding was never good during pregnancy. Actually, you were aware that a little amount of bleeding in the third trimester was okay, but it still scared you. Especially with your risk of going into early labor. And...

Shit!

You didn’t have your phone on you.

You finished your business, cleaned off your pad with some toilet paper, and exited the restroom.

As you entered the classroom all eyes were on you, but you were used to it. You slowly took your place between the boys and seamlessly whispered into Jungkook’s ear:

- There’s some blood on my pad.

He looked at you with eyes full of fear and looked into yours, then down to your stomach and back to your eyes again.

- Are you in pain?

- Just light cramping but I think that was because of them moving around.

Taehyung and Jimin caught up to your back-and-forth whisper session and you could sense how tense they had become.

- I read light bleeding is normal at this stage. - you tried to calm him despite your worried state.

- I don’t care, Y/n! We’re going to the hospital.

- Kids, shut up for these remaining 8 minutes for God’s sake! - Mrs. Jung scolded.

- Actually, Mrs. Jung, Y/n isn’t feeling good. Can you please excuse us?

- You and your excuses... - but in the end, she nodded.

You packed your stuff, promised the boys to update them later, and headed to the door with Jungkook right behind you carrying both of your bags and with one of his hands on the small of your back.

Before exiting the teacher muttered something, clearly addressed to you:

- Should’ve kept your legs closed...

You were fighting tears as you walked down the corridor.

Meanwhile, Jungkook’s anxiety rose and he struggled to keep his breathing under control. You felt a similar rush of emotions in you.

Firstly hurt, because of all the bullying from both students and teachers, and secondly worry. Worry for your child’s safety. Minor cramps were forming in your back and lower stomach which didn’t ease your concerns.

- Sit down and stay here while I get the car. - Jungkook instructed you since he parked far from the entrance.

You did just as he told you.

It only took him a couple of minutes to get there. He got out of the vehicle, guided you to the passenger seat's door, and gently lowered you down on it. Before you were completely sat on the soft material you glanced at him and asked:

- Shouldn't we put something under me so I don't stain the seat?

- You said it wasn't that much...

- Just in case? - your voice cracked.

- Shhh... - he kissed the top of your head and lowered you to sit. - Don't worry about that.

He was so good at calming you, but not himself. His trembling hands were something you couldn’t miss as he gripped the steering wheel.

- Owww... - you whimpered as the cramps became more intense and moved from your back to the bottom of your belly.

This wasn’t good... Not one bit. You read on the internet labor can start with subtle pain in the back or thighs as the contractions began, not necessarily in your stomach.

But that can’t be! You were only 30 weeks pregnant. You knew the risk of this happening, but for it to be this early? You have never imagined.

- W-we’re a-almost there! - Jungkook tried calming you.

But it wasn’t working anymore.

- It hurts, Kookie! - tears streamed down your cheeks.

- I know b-baby! You’re g-gonna be okay. Both o-of you.

Barely 6 months ago you were terrified. You weren’t happy about this baby. You wished it never existed. But now... now you were praying she would survive and be with you until the last breath you take. You grew so attached to their little movements behind the thin layer of skin that kept her separated from this cruel world.

My little baby

The last thing you saw was your love’s panicked expression, his delicate features as they held signs of fear.

And then everything went black.

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A/n: So... here is chapter 3! I know it took a looooot of time and I’m so sorry. I kind of got lazy so it’s not that I don’t have time (which I don’t but that isn’t the main factor that kept me from writing) it’s simply the will and motivation I’m lacking :(

But recently so many of you liked, reposted, and recommended my stories and that gave me wings!

So thank you to everyone who has supported me!

Ps.: I haven’t reread it to check for mistakes so I’m sorry about that. I just really wanted to get this out ASAP! <3 <3 <3

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Island Paradise

Summary: You and your friend get stuck on a remote island after a tragic ship accident and have to figure everything out on your own.

Remote island AU - reader insert

Warnings: pregnancy (and all the thing that come with it), very detailed childbirth! small age gap (6 years), vomiting, argument, breastfeeding

Word count: 15.5K

Inspired by the movie Blue Lagoon (1980) and Return to the Blue Lagoon (1991)

- Tae?

- Yes?

- Can I eat this? - tiny little hands reach up to show the older boy the berries.

- No, Y/n! You can't eat anything we aren't entirely sure about! - the boy scolds the little girl.

A pout takes over the girl's lips, as she throws the berries to the ground.

- Can you help me put these branches in my arms?

The little girl squeals in happiness and picks up the branches one by one.

- Will we build a big, big house? - she asks with wide eyes.

- I'm not sure how bit, or steady it will be, but I promise to try my best!

Y/n claps his hands at his answer. Usually, anything Taehyung promises will happen, so the girl is sure that in just a few days they will own the house of her dreams on this small island that is just theirs, no one else's.

~

The ocean was swaying behind the two kids in the rising sun. Tae hasn't slept almost the entire night, too busy making the finishing touches on the little house they built.

- It's done! It's done, Tae! I'm so happy! - a little girl squealed as the last little details were done as well.

- It is, Y/n! - the boy smiled sleepily. - Have you seen your room yet?

- My woom? I have my own woom?!

- You sure do! - the boy grabbed Y/n's tiny hands and lead her in front of one of the rooms in the wooden house.

There were beautiful shells stuck to the door and formed letters and words. The y read: Y/n's room.

- Happy Birthday, Y/n!

- It's my biwthday? - the girl asked wide-eyed.

- It is, silly. - he chuckled. - It's the 3rd of July.

- How do you know?

- I've been keeping track on the wall of the cave.

- Wow!

- So, do you want to see your room? It's your present from me.

Without another word, the girl pushed the bamboo door open with tiny, clumsy hands. The sight in front of her left Y/n speechless.

The room wasn't large but it was extremely cosy. There was everything the little girl needed. A bed-like creation to sleep on, a small wardrobe she could fill with the clothes that were saved from the ship or washed to shore, and even a window, giving a fantastic view of the infinite water, covered by curtains. Adorable decorations made out of shells and leaves were hung on the sealing.

- Tae... It's so beautiful! Thank you! - she wrapped her short arms around the boy's thighs and hid her face in his stomach.

- Of course, Y/n. You deserve it. - he picked up the girl and held her securely on his waist. - But only if you show me how old you turned!

Little Y/n slowly held up her fingers while counting each one until she stopped.

- Five! - she laughed.

- That's right! You're a big girl now! - he kissed her cheek and gently lowered her light body to the ground. - Today is all about you, Sweetheart! We'll celebrate!

- A pawty?

- Yes, a party.

- Will mama and dada be thewe?

The boy's eyes darkened, sadness washing over his figure.

- No, Y/n... T-they won't be there, unfortunately... - he brushed a hand over the girl's soft cheeks as a pout spread across her lips.

- Then youw mama and youw dada?

The boy only sighed and shook his head, holding back tears that were so eager to spill onto his cheeks.

- Why?

- Remember the fire on the ship? - she nodded. - Well... you and I are very lucky, you know? Mama and dada couldn't get out as we did... I... t-they got stuck in the fire...

- But we awe they now?

- Y/n... they are at a better place... I guess... - a tear managed to slip out. - But that place is very far away from us.

- It doesn't, matter how far away they are, Tae. I want to go there.

- Oh, Y/n, no! That place... that place is for people who don't live anymore.

The little girl started to realize what her friend was trying to tell her. There was no coming back for her mama and papa... They were gone.

Tears started welling up in the girl's eyes and looked up at the boy almost as if she was asking for help of some sort.

- A-are they d-dead?

All the boy did was nod slightly, his own heart breaking at the sight of the little girl's tear-streamed face. The girl once again buried her face into the boy's stomach, painful sobs erupting from her lips.

5 year later

Y/n took careful steps as she climbed the little hill which had turned into her safe place over the years. Whenever she was feeling down, or times were rough, she would come out there and pray. She believed this was the place where she could talk to her parents. even though they never answered through words, Y/n knew they were listening.

The delicately carved piece of rock was placed on the top of the hill, with the beautiful ocean behind it.

Y/n placed the blossoming bouquet next to the headstone and a small tear escaped her eyes.

- Mama? Papa? - she began. - I hope you can hear me. I'm sure you can. - she smiled. - I turned 10 a couple of days ago. I'm a big girl now... Tae is 16 now. He's so, so, so smart. He built a whole house, and I even have my own room! He also taught me many, many things, so I could be smart just like him. Although, I still have a long way to go. He truly is amazing. He's the sibling I never had. My wise, big brother. He hunts and catches fish for us to eat, and I collect fruits and veggies around the island. I even made my own little garden where I can grow all the delicious plants. But Tae is the one who does most of the things. I always try to help him as much as I can...

It started raining. Y/n would have had so much more to tell her parents, but the worried boy's voice stopped her.

- Y/n, come inside! - his voice echoed from a distance.

- Bye, mama! Bye, dada! - she blew a kiss above her head.

Taehyung told her they must be up there, far, far away above the clouds.

~

What is happening to me?

Taehyung thought to himself as he stood in front of the small mirror that got washed up to shore a few days after the accident.

He didn't things were happening to his body. He was overly confused. He was inspecting his bare chest. It had gotten much... bigger? More muscular! His arms weren't as thin as they used to be.

And what is that thing coming out of my...

Nevermind.

This was puberty... he knew it. But he thought his voice is going to get deeper, or a little facial hair and that's it. But oh boy, no...

He just wished his dad would be there to explain it all... His big sister, Tiana, explained some girly stuff to him, but she never told him about the things boys experienced.

He had a lot to figure out on his own.

~

- Careful around the fire, Y/n!

- Sorry... - she apologized and stopped getting closer to the intriguing flames. - Can I have the coconut, please?

- Of course.

- But you love coconut too and we only have one. We could always share.

- Thank you, Y/n! You are very sweet, but we don't have to. We only found a small coconut this time, so I want you to eat as much of it as possible.

- But why? - the girl asked with curious eyes.

Tae could see she wasn't developing as she should. She was still extremely thin and shorter than an average 10-year-old should be. He was on a mission to fix this issue. He went hunting every day for hours, coming home with different animals and fruits, hoping they would help the girl. She was fragile.

But he didn't want to worry Y/n or make her think she was weak.

- I don't even like them that much, so you can have it.

- Really? - she gasped. - I thought you loved coconuts...

- I changed my mind. - he smiled.

- Okay... More for me then! - she giggled cheekily.

- Eat up sweetheart. - he chuckled, happy to see his sunshine eat.

Because it was true. Y/n was his sunshine. His everything since getting stuck on this island. He lost his whole family in the ship catastrophe. His parents, all 4 of his little sisters, and his big sister, who he looked up to very much. He missed them incredibly. He missed braiding their hair, their laughs and just having them in general. He wished he cherished those moments more before it all came to an end.

And for Y/n's parents, Y/n was their only child, and he swore he would protect her with all he had.

2 years later

- TAE! TAE!!! - the 12-year-old girl shouted from the edge of the forest.

- Y/N? Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?! - his worried voice called out.

Y/n's frightened form emerged from under the trees. She was running and chased by a little fluff ball.

- What is this, Tae?! Oh my God! It's gonna kill me!

The boy burst into laughter.

- Y/n! - he was laughing so hard. - H-have you e-ever seen a dog?

- Yes, but Tae! This isn't a dog. It's much smaller and its barks are ear-piercing.

- Y/n, this is a dog, just a different kind. Maybe you haven't seen one of them before. Look.

He caught the girl, who jumped onto him, seeking a place to hide. A place where she could be safe. And it was always her protector, her big brother. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, burying her face into its crock.

The tiny, fluffy dog stopped at the boy's legs at last and started jumping to reach the little girl, but it was too small and couldn't jump that high.

The boy slowly sat the girl down on her legs and the puppy immediately sniffed her, memorizing her fragrance. Taehyung wiped away the tears that rolled down the girl's cheeks.

- See? He's friendly.

- He? It's a boy? - she smiled, finally calming down.

- Yes.

- How do you know?

- Uhm... well... see that thing there? - he pointed between the dog's legs at the back.

The girl nodded.

- Well... that means he is a boy.

- Oh! Okay.

- Do you want to pet him?

- No! - she buried her face into his chest once more.

- But he's friendly! Look, he's so small.

The little girl opened her eyes and looked at the tiny creature, crouching down finally and carefully lowering her hand to pet the fluff ball's head.

- See?

A soft giggle erupted from Y/n.

- Give him a name, Tae!

- Me? Don't you have any pretty names?

She shook her head. Taehyung thought for a second. he always wanted a dog, but there was already so much hectic in their house at home, that adding a dog to 6 kids would have been a disaster.

But there was one name he liked, despite not being able to give it to any animal.

- How about Yeontan? - he said.

- Yeontan?

- Do you not like it?

- I do! Yeontan... That's such a unique name. Tannie!

- Tannie? What is that?

- His nickname! Yeontan and Tannie! Is it okay?

- Of course! I love it.

With that, he pressed a kiss onto her cheeks. Their little family had 3 members now. They weren't alone. They had each other. And that's what matters the most.

2 years later

Oh, God...

Oh, please, no!

- No! Tannie, go away! - she scolded the dog, who was curiously smelling the red stain on the white fabric.

The blood on her bed was the first thing Y/n noticed after she woke up. And the throbbing pain in her tummy didn't go away either... She thought it was from accidentally swallowing a lot of salt water while swimming the day before. It had happened before but didn't usually last this long.

This was different.

And where was the blood coming from? - she figured that one out pretty quickly... Panic rose in her. What was she supposed to do now? Tell Tae? But this is so embarrassing... There was no way she was going to keep this to herself. She shared everything with him.

So she shyly got off of her bed and yanked the stained material it was covered with.

- Tae? - she called out for him as she stepped out of the house.

The boy was just returning from collecting useful things around one part of the island.

- Yes, sweetheart?

- I... - she swallowed hard. - I'm really sorry, Tae... I don't know what happened.

She unraveled the fabric to reveal the bloodstain. However, she didn't receive the reaction she was nervous about. The boy inspected the red spot and a soft smile appeared on his face.

- Y/n, there's nothing to worry about, okay? This is completely normal for girls. It's called menstruation or a period when big and mature girls like you bleed from down there once a month or so. It's totally natural.

Y/n processed his words. She had so many questions and she wasn't afraid to ask him. Turns out, he knew a lot of things about periods.

- If only girls get this, then... how do you know so much about it?

- From my big sister. She taught me many things. Stuff about girls, what changes their bodies go through, and everything else that comes with it.

And so he shared all his knowledge about menstruation cycles with her, starting from cramps and bleeding, to mood swings and cravings. She looked up to him so much.

- Come, let's get you cleaned up and prepare the stuff we need, sweetheart.

He noticed her flushed cheeks and her hesitation to go with him.

- Y/n, this is pure nature. There is absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. Please, let me take care of you! - he enveloped her in a big hug.

- Thank you, Tae!

~

- Here. - Taehyung put the small cloth full of hot rocks from the beach on Y/n's tummy. He made sure it wasn't too heavy for her stomach. - Tell me when it runs cold and I'll collect more from the sand.

- How is this supposed to help?

- Hot temperatures usually help with cramps like such.

- Oh! Okay, thanks. - she smiled through her tears.

The boy pressed a soft kiss onto her temple.

- Woof! - a high-pitched bark came from the door.

- Hi Tannie! Come here.

The puppy paddled his legs with his tongue hanging from its mouth and jumped into Taehyung's huge hands. The boy placed him next to the girl's cramping stomach. The Yeontan sniffed along her tummy and let out whimpering noises.

- Shh... It's okay, Tannie. - the boy called. - Mamma's okay. Just some cramps that will go away soon.

But for Yeontan it didn't look like his Mamma is okay.

The sight of the girl he has become so protective of in tears worried him. Turns out, those stupid cramps were bothering her, and even though Taehyung told her about these pains during periods, she still got a little scared.

Being in pain was never a good sign, she learned that pretty early on. They had no doctors, medicines, or gauze to wrap their wounds. They could only rely on each other.

There was one time when Taehyung got badly hurt while climbing on a tree to reach those huge coconuts for Y/n. He knew they were her favorite. A branch broke underneath his weight and while gravity pulled him harshly to the ground, another branch cut his right thigh. It was a nasty cut. In a couple of days, the wound got infected. It got to the point where he couldn't even feel his toes. He thought he was losing his leg.

The little girl was terrified at that time. She was still very young and had no idea how to help her best friend.

From then on they swore to tell each other if they experienced any sort of pain, no matter how small it was.

- Is it working? - he asked after a while.

- Mhm... It doesn't hurt as much anymore.

- Thank God! - he smiled. - Sleep, sweetheart. It will be even better after you wake up. And guess what...

- What? - the girl perked up at his excited voice.

- Maybe a little surprise will be waiting for you when you wake up.

- What surprise? Coconut?!

- If I told you it won't be a surprise anymore, silly.

Y/n pouted.

- Okay... I'll sleep quickly then!

- Take your time, Y/n. - and there goes another kiss on the cheeks. - Yeontan, guard Mamma's dreams, okay?

- Woof!

- Good boy! - he scratched behind his ears.

And with a cute chuckle, the girl closed her eyes and drifted off into a shallow slumber.

~

- I'm up!

- This was barely 20 minutes, sweetheart...

- But I was so excited... I couldn't sleep any longer.

- Alright, come outside then.

Taehyung could hear quick feel paddle on the bamboo stairs. Soon enough she appeared with the tiny puppy following close behind.

- What's the surprise?

Taehyung laughed at her nosiness.

- Patience, Y/n!

- Okay... - she pouted.

- Come with me.

With that, he took her hand and lead her to the mountainside where thousands of white stripes showed the number of days they'd been calling this island home.

But there was so much more room on the huge rock.

In front of the empty surface, half coconut shells were sitting in the sand. Y/n curiously stepped closer to them.

- Colours? - she asked confused.

- They are paints. Look! - he crouched down next to the girl. Green, red, purple, and this blueish color. I tried to make yellow as well but... it didn't turn out quite that well.

A huge smile crept onto her face.

- But it turned into a beautiful cream color! - she clapped her hands in excitement.

- Do you like them? - he asked. - Here's a brush you can use to put them on the wall.

He picked up the paintbrush-like creation and handed it to her.

- I love them!!! - she jumped onto the boy who fell into the sand with a soft thud, with one hand tight around Y/n's body and the other pressed her head into the crook of his neck. - Thank you, Tae!

- Thank me by showing what you can create with them.

Her cheeks flushed red.

- Well... I've never really painted before. I'm not very good.

- That's okay! Do something simple. Like... the ocean during sunset!

- Okay.

The boy set aside. He watched as Y/n sipped the brush in each color. She was so concentrated on her art, her tongue stuck out.

In a few minutes, the picture started to come together, even though the colors didn't show up quite vibrant on the dark rock. The wavy blue line was obviously the water, the red half circle above it the setting sun. She even managed to paint pretty clouds with the cream color.

- It's beautiful, Y/n!

- Thanks! - she showed a shy smile.

~

3 years later

From then on, whenever Tae was away, this large canvas became her safe place. She painted away and eventually with a lot of practice, her skills became better and better. She even experimented with the whole paint-making process and improved the quality of her paints each time.

Y/n was a grown woman now. Her curves have gotten more prominent and they were beautiful nonetheless.

It didn't miss Taehyung's eyes either. The way her chest pushed out the otherwise loose-fitting cloth around her body, how the fabric hugged the soft curve of her hip... As he watched her work on another masterpiece on the canvas given by nature with their dog by her feet, who hasn't grown much, all he could think about was how he would-

No!

Stop that!

He couldn't think like that. She was his little sister. he has been taking care of her, raising her ever since she turned 5...

Well... he wasn't actually his sister-

STOP! - he scolded himself.

He couldn't take watching her anymore...

- Y/n, I'm going hunting! - he called.

- Okay. Do you want me to come with you?

- No, you just paint.

Y/n pouted a little. His oh-so-loved big brother has been so distant lately... It made her sad. So, so sad.

She didn't understand... They used to be best buddies. Telling each other everything and anything. Now he didn't even cuddle her to sleep anymore. He started wearing clothing while swimming, which was something neither of them did before. So Y/n decided to do the same. She made her own hand-made swimwear.

That gave her the idea to spend the remainder of the day swimming a little. She finished her painting of Tannie, packed up her pieces of equipment, and made the short walk to their house with the small dog trailing behind her.

At this point, Yeontan had his own corner with a little swing and a half coconut shell as a food bowl. He quickly nestled himself in his swing and dosed off right away.

The cool water felt refreshing on her skin after such a hot day. She could tell the sun still had about 45 minutes before starting to set. She would be back before it was completely under the horizon.

This was the time to let out all the frustration, confusion, and hurt. It came in the form of tears. They blended perfectly with the salty ocean water.

She just swam and swam, letting all the droplets exit her eyes.

She didn't realize how far she has gone. She wasn't far from shore. In fact, the island was almost at arm's reach, however, she no longer recognized which part of the island she was facing. She must be on the other side... But that was so far! And-

Oh no!

The sky had gotten dark. There was no way she could find her way back in pitch black.

She started to panic. She couldn't swim to shore because of the sudden cramp in her limbs. The anxiety of not knowing her surroundings pulled her under the surface. She wanted to shout, but not even a broken sound came out of his throat.

All she could do was splash the water around in hopes of getting Taehyung's attention. But he was so far from her right now. There was no way it will reach his ears.

She couldn't keep fighting anymore... The harsh waves pushed her to the bottom.

~

Where is she?!

The boy was freaking out. He checked their entire house, only to be met with their peacefully sleeping dog. But he awoke because of his owner's distressed shuffles around the room.

- Tannie! Where is Mamma? - his voice was panicked, which caused Yeontan to worry as well.

- Woof! - he jumped off his swing and ran outside.

Taehyung followed right behind, but the dog was only barking at the water.

- Did Mamma go swimming?

- Woof!

But she should be back already!

It was their rule that if they ever went swimming alone, they would be back before sunset. It was night now...

- Y/N!!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!

He ran along the waves, but there was no sight or sound of Y/n. He was starting to lose his mind.

I swear if anything happens to her I-

- Y/N!!!

He ran straight through the forest behind their house, still screaming her name, not caring if he draws the attention of predators to himself.

What was that?

There was something in the water nearby. Something was violently splashing. Before it stopped. Taehyung went to check on the source of the noise, only to find familiar strands of hair sinking under the water.

- Y/N!!! Oh my God!

He jumped into the cool water and swam towards the girl like his life depended on it. And it did. But mostly hers.

As soon as he managed to drag her body to stable grounds he checked for a pulse.

There wasn't any.

He immediately began pushing down on her chest at a fast pace. He was terrified. He didn't know what he was doing. He remembered something about having to blow air into the person's mouth. So he did that. He opened her mouth and blew into it just like how a small child would blow out the candles on a birthday cake.

- Y/n, please wake up! - he began sobbing.

The blowing didn't work, so he continued pushing on her chest.

Eventually, Y/n coughed up water. A lot of it. But she was alive and awake.

- Y/n! Y/n, sweetheart!

Water continued flowing out of her mouth. He just sat there with her head on his lap and stroked her hair until every bit of water left her lungs. Even after that, she was left breathing heavily and weak.

- Tae... - she panted.

- It's okay, I'm here.

- Tae, I-

- Shhh... just sleep, I'll carry you back.

The girl didn't have enough strength to say another word, so she obeyed and shut her eyes.

~

Taehyung quietly watched as she slept peacefully, with Yeontan right by her side. She was okay, and that meant everything to him.

He was, however, angry at her for wandering off so far from their house and not coming back by sunset. It was their rule and she had broken it. Taehyung had never felt such fear before.

- Tae... - her soft, sleepy voice was heard.

She slowly sat up.

- Why? - the boy said.

- I'm sorry, Tae, I-

- I told you! I told you not to go that far or be back in time! - he rose his voice.

- I know and I-

- Do you know how scared I was?

- Tae, I-

- NO YOU DON'T! - he shouted.

The girl flinched and scooted as far away from him on the bed as possible. She knew she made a mistake, but she never could have imagined the effect it had on Taehyung. The boy, who was always so gentle and soft around her. The boy she felt safe with.

- I WAS FUCKING TERRIFIED, OKAY! - this was the first time he used a curse word in front of her.

He wasn't even sure she knew what it meant, but he didn't care at the moment.

Y/n had tears running down her cheeks, but gathered enough strength.

- WHO ARE YOU TO SET RULES, HUH?! - she shouted. - YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER! HE'S DEAD AND SO IS YOURS!

Taehyung was taken aback by her behavior. He's never heard her raise her voice like that before.

- I'm almost 18 years old!!! I can do whatever I want, and you are NOT the one to control me!

- I am! I fucking am! I've raised you since you were 5! I was only 11 at the time, but I still made sure YOU never felt alone and had everything you needed! And after everything I've done for you over these twelve years, you still have the AUDACITY to be an ungrateful bitc-

He stopped just in time and didn't finish the last word.

- If I'm that much of a burden to you, then why did you even bother with me?!

- I NEVER said you were a burden! Stop twisting my words!

- Well, regardless, you won't have to bother anymore!

With that, she stood up and barged into her room to grab some of her belongings. She reemerged with a huge pile of her stuff covering her face and marched out of the house... their home.

- Where are you going? - he asked in a calmer tone.

- I'm leaving, if you couldn't tell... I don't want to bother you any further. - her voice could be heard, but he didn't see her anymore.

He hurriedly stood up and ran after her.

- Y/n, stop right now!

- Just leave it, Taehyung!

- Come back, now!

- DON'T CONTROL ME!

- I'M NOT CONTROLLING YOU! YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!

- See? You ARE controlling me!

- Okay then! LEAVE! And we'll see how you manage out there alone!

- We damn well will!

~

And she did manage pretty well. When you are trapped on an island, you don't have a choice, but to adapt to the changes in life and learn to survive.

She found shelter in a spacious cave and she settled there. She set up her little sleeping area, organized her painting supplies, and so on.

But she missed him. And it was different from before. She no longer missed him as a sister would her brother she hadn't seen in a long time. She couldn't quite put a hand on what she was feeling. One thing was for sure: she couldn't sleep without his touch on her waist or his kisses on her cheeks.

She felt so alone. Something that she hasn't felt in 12 years.

She would sometimes see him when she went out fishing, but emotionless glances were all they sent each other.

~

He was in absolute agony. He was upset with her, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push away the worry he felt when she didn't show up for days at her usual fishing spot.

And now it has been a whole month since she left. The 5th of July. Her 18th birthday passed without him giving her happy birthday kisses or surprising her with something, just like he did every year.

He went looking for her before, but gave up, thinking she needed space. If he was sure she wanted him to find him, he would've found her already. The island isn't that big after all...

But he respected her decision of wanting to be alone. No matter how much that hurt him.

~

He hasn't seen her in a week now. This was strange since she showed up every other day close to their home. He was very worried.

He didn't care anymore. He went looking for her.

It didn't take him long to find her.

He entered the cave with a little bit of trouble. The entrance was too tight for him, but she didn't have any problem getting in with her tiny frame. It was dark inside, only a little bit of sunlight slipped through the small entrance.

The moment he spotted her laying in the corner, he knew something wasn't right. She was breathing heavily and as he felt her forehead, it was obvious she was burning up.

- Sweetheart? - he whispered.

- Tae? - her voice was nearly non-existent.

Then a broken sob escaped her lips.

- Shh... It's okay. You're okay, sweet girl! - he kept his voice low, knowing how sensitive her hearing must be right now.

He lifted her gently but soon realized, there was no way he could squeeze the both of them through that tiny hole. So he slowly lowered her back to where she has been laying and covered her from head to toe with her blankets, so she wouldn't get hurt. He then launched himself at the rocks around the entrance and gave it a harsh kick, which sent chunks of debris flying everywhere.

This was he was able to get her back to where she belonged to. Their home, with him.

He layed her wack and tended to her needs. Starting with making her drink a lot of water, then feeding her small bits of food.

The fever was still there after a few days, but she looked so much better. Her face was no longer that pale, and her eyes regained that shine she always had in them.

He was so relieved.

- Tae?

- Yes?

- I love you.

- Love you two, Sweetheart.

- I'm sorry for everything. - she was so guilty.

- I'm sorry too. For the yelling, you know. You didn't deserve that.

- I kind of did...

- Yeah... maybe. - they chuckled. - I'm just happy we made up. So we're good now, right?

- We always were, Tae!

He looked down at her lips and felt the urge to press his onto them. He tried stopping himself, but at the same time, she leaned in and finished what he started.

~

Y/n was confused. She had no idea what they did that day, what it was called. He saw her mother and father do that a lot. That much she remembered.

It was a gesture of love. She knew that.

She loved Taehyung, of course. That wasn't a question. But it was different now, for sure.

She had to figure out what was going on.

~

She turned 18. Taehyung explained how this was a special age and that she was an adult now. An adult, just like him.

- Y/n, I love you but can you please get off my lap?

- Am I too heavy? - she pouted.

- No! Or course not! But I just need you to get off for a little...

- Okay...

She reluctantly got off of the boy's lap and he immediately covered the area where she'd been with his arms.

Luckily she didn't realize.

- I'm going for a quick walk, okay? Will you be okay on your own for a while? - he asked.

- Can't I come with you?

- Uhm... I'm afraid not, Sweetheart.

- But why?

- I just need some time alone.

- I don't like this, Tae... - she sighed. - You've been acting weird since a long time ago. And after that day when... o-our l-lips touched...

- Things haven't been the same? - he finished for her.

She just nodded. He desperately tried to think of something that will help with his... situation down there, and eventually succeeded.

- I'm sorry, Y/n. There are things that my sister never explained to me and I'm confused.

- I'm confused too! We can be confused together. - she smiled.

He giggled at her cuteness.

- I know.

Y/n was looking at the waves that were crashing against the solid wall of rocks on the other end of the coast, clearly submerged in thoughts. The boy, who was much rather a grown man now, just stared at her side profile in the soft light of the setting sun.

- Y/n?

She turned her head towards him.

- I love you, Y/n. - he whispered.

- I love you too, Tae. - she turned her head back.

- I'm in love with you.

She looked back at him. In love? She'd never heard that before. What does it mean?

- Not like a brother would love her sister, or not how we love Yeontan.

- Then?

- Like your dad loved your mom, or like your mom loved your dad.

- Like lovers? In love? - she finally understood.

- Yes. - he sent her a soft smile.

Was that what she felt all along. Were the feelings mutual?

The answer was simply yes. She could finally label it and get rid of the mess taking over her thoughts.

She was in love. they were in love.

Whit that, their lips crashed against each other for the second time, but this time none of them broke it for a long, long time.

~

3 years later

- Love, I'm home! - Taehyung called.

- Finally! - she laughed. - I couldn't imagine where you have gone off to.

Taehyung walked up to her where she was hanging up their clean fabrics and clothes. He laced his arm around her waist and kissed her temple.

- I was just on a quick hunt. I noticed you developed a pretty good appetite lately. - he chuckled.

- Hey! - she smacked his chest lightly. - You eat twice as much as me!

- Yeah yeah... I'm just saying that you've been eating a bit more compared to the amount you used to. I'm not saying that's bad-

- Well you sure make it seem like it is. - Y/n cut him off, this time with a sharper tone.

- No, no! Don't think like that. What I meant is that since we consume more food now I went hunting a bit so we wouldn't run out! - he was becoming a little annoyed this time around. - But you know what? Forget I said anything.

- Fuck you, Taehyung!

With that, she threw the remaining clothes at the stunned boy next to her and angrily stormed off.

~

Taehyung finished hanging the laundry on the string tied between two palm trees and returned to the house.

- Y/n-ie... - he called out in a gentle, apologetic voice.

Y/n was lying in her bed, which wasn't in her room anymore, much rather pressed as close to Taehyung's as possible. She was turned towards the wall and had the blanket draped over her face. She clearly heard him, but intentionally ignored him.

God... Why is she like this?

Maybe she'll get her period soon...

But she's never behaved like this before. Not even during that time of the month...

He assumed giving in and apologizing was the best option. Even if he felt like he wasn't guilty...

- Y/n, I'm sorry! - he sat down next to her head.

He attempted to pull the fabric off of her head, but she had a strong grip on the material, so in the end, he settled for stroking her hair.

- You aren't eating too much. I was wrong about it all!

- No you weren't... - she sobbed. - I do eat more and I'm getting fat!

- Now that's just ridiculous-

- I'm serious, Tae! I think I'm sick. I'm eating more and haven't bled this month...

What?

- I thought I miscounted the days but I didn't... - she continued. - I mean, I'm not sad about it. Periods are horrible, but this could mean I'm sick. And that's even worse.

- Hold up! Y-you... You haven't had your period?

- No?

It was all making sense. Her appetite, missed period...

- Baby, I-... I think you are pregnant. - he announced in shock.

- Pregnant?

- Yeah... Like a baby. I mean... We're having a baby.

- How? Where? - she was confused.

With shaky hands, the boy reached for the girl's middle and layed a protective hand on the flat surface.

- Here. You have a baby in your belly.

- B-but... How? - her eyes widened.

- Uhm... Well, you know how we... how we...

- Yeah. - she understood and a naughty smile spread across her face.

- That's how it must have happened. I-I'm not s-so sure though... Nobody really told me much about that.

There was a moment when nothing outside them mattered. It was just him, her, and the little being within the body of the girl, now the woman he loved so dearly. Their precious creation.

His hand remained over the spot his baby was settled in. Not wanting to leave. Ever.

- We're having a child. - tears streamed down both of their faces.

- We are!

His lips captured hers in a deep, emotional kiss.

~

Y/n woke up to an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She ran outside and launched forward to vomit in the sand.

Oh, God...

This has never happened to me before.

She was beyond scared. Every sickness they ever experienced on this island was scary.

- Y/n?! - Taehyung came jogging on the coast.

She couldn't answer. Her stomach continuously emptied itself. There was no break.

- It's okay, Love! It's totally normal. - he rubbed her back and held her hair with his free hand.

Once she finished the girl looked up at him with pleading eyes. That's when he noticed the tears in her eyes.

- Oh my darling.

He cradled her head close to his chest, not caring if she just threw up.

- W-what was t-this Tae?

- Calm down. It's normal, okay? This is what comes with pregnancy, unfortunately.

- So I'll have to deal with this for a year?! - she worried.

Y/n knew nothing about pregnancy. Not how long it lasted, not the symptoms, stages... Nothing.

And then came the lesson about pregnancy and all of those details that Taehyung knew.

- A pregnancy lasts for about 9 months, 40 weeks. The baby continues to grow bigger as it develops. This period is divided into 3 trimesters. You're in the first one right now. As your body adapts to the changes of accommodating a human being inside, you may experience some of the first-trimester symptoms, like nausea, or backaches. There might be more, but I'm not that educated on it...

Y/n stood there in an ave.

-How do you know so many things? - she wondered.

- My mom was pregnant many times and I was present for all of the home births. Except for my older sister's, of course.

The girl hugged her love dearly.

- What would I do without you?

- What would I do, angel? - he kissed her head. - Let's get something into your tummy, okay?

- Mhmm... I'm quite hungry.

- Let's go then.

Taehyung made her sit comfortably on the bed-like creation, with her back against the cushioned frame and her legs crossed together.

He prepared some of the things he remembered her mom ate while expecting. However, there wasn't much he could put together. They didn't have all those resources. He remembered something about having to be careful with fish. But what was it?

In the end, he cooked the fish really good to make sure he got rid of the bacteria on it.

- Here, eat up!

Y/n didn't know what was going on. Her stomach turned at the smell, but there was nothing it could rid itself of.

- Tae, I... I don't think I can eat right now. It smells weird.

- Oh, my love. That's okay! I think it's one of the symptoms I think.

- This sucks...

- I know, I'm sorry... But it will go away eventually.

~

During the next few weeks, Taehyung's favorite way to spend time became cuddling her either in their bed or in the sand close to the crashing waves.

Y/n developed a small bump that kept growing and growing. It fascinated them both. One because she has never seen, let alone experience such a thing, and the other wasn't used to seeing someone carrying a baby outside of his mother. And when it was his baby that person, the love of his life was carrying, it was a whole new story.

They were walking hand in hand in the forest. Taehyung remembered his mother taking small walks during her pregnancy with her younger sisters. She said it was healthy for both the baby and her. So that's what he made Y/n do.

- Your bump is adorable, love.

- It's still weird to me... - she answered with a hand on her lower tummy.

- You'll get used to it as it gets bigger.

They continued to walk under the trees, which provided shade from the shining sun, in complete silence.

- Tae... I'm scared.

He stopped and turned her so they were looking into each other's eyes.

- I know, baby. It's totally normal, but don't worry. I'm gonna be here for all of it. And the little I know, I'm going to teach you.

~

- Yeontan! Come here! - Y/n yelled, calling the dog for his feed. - Hi, Tannie. You were close to the house, huh? You usually wander far away from home.

The dog, who was still the size of a small puppy, jumped around the girl's leg as she squatted down next to his bowl. She did that with minor difficulties since the protruding extension of her bump got in the way of many activities she would usually do with ease. That was one of the reasons Taehyung was the one on a hunt at the moment. He wouldn't allow Y/n to do that. Not right now.

- Tannie! - she chuckled in surprise.

The puppy was rubbing against her tummy with such care, it seemed like the pet knew about her state. The pup wouldn't touch his food. He was so caught up in admiring the girl's middle. He could feel something was going on. Something very important indeed.

- Woof, woof!

- Tannie... You're scaring baby. - she giggled.

- What's going on in there? - a deep voice sounded from outside.

- Tae!!! - she jumped up as her love appeared at the door.

- Y/n! - he breathed as she practically launched herself at him. - Easy there, my love.

- How did your hunt go?

- Got some goodies...

- Let me see!!!

- Here... - he led her out of the house. - Coconuts, bananas, and even the mangos had ripened! I'll still have to go fishing since I didn't come across any animals that are worth hunting down.

- Mangoes?!

- Yeah!

- Oh my goodness! I love them! Love 'em, love 'em, love 'em!!!

- You're silly! - he giggled at her cuteness.

The girl giggled while excitedly emptying the makeshift sack Taehyung put the fruits in. He just stood there, staring in admiration.

This was his life on the island. It started out as a tragedy, but now it's a complete paradise. Living in peace with his love and baby on the way. He lost his family, just to welcome a special someone in his life. He had to mature and leave his childhood behind too early, but he believes it was all worth it. He did all of it for his little girl.

That little girl, who knew very little about the world, was now in front of him, carrying his child with such grace, he couldn't imagine loving someone more than he loves his Y/n.

~

Why does this thing not fit me anymore? - she wondered.

No matter how hard she pulled on the soft material of her top, it wouldn't loosen. It was suffocating her.

She tried to ignore the stabbing pain in her chest and went on with her daily activities. She did some laundry, made herself a little snack out of coconuts and mangoes while Taehyung was away, and played with Yeontan.

Taehyung was still away when she noticed the two wet patches on the front of her top.

Where did these come from?

She took it off quickly and put another one on after cleaning herself up.

- Good evening, love! - she was greeted by the sweetest voice she knew on this planet. - How was your day?

She thought about that for a second. She felt embarrassed because of what happened earlier that day. Should she tell him about the patches on her top? Was it something to worry about? She was in a precious state, after all. Taehyung explained to her all the possible complications a woman can experience during their pregnancy. She was scared, frightened even. She didn't want her baby to live through that. She loved her baby.

So it was obvious she should tell her partner about what happened, to make sure it was nothing to worry about and her baby was okay.

- Taehyung… - she coughed in an attempt to disguise her embarrassment. – So… today my top felt really… tight around my chest and then there were two wet patches on the material. I-Is our baby alright?

The boy standing in front of her smiled and immediately understood what was going on.

- My love, - he stepped closer setting one hand on top of her growing bump and the other around her waist to pull her closer. - I forgot to tell you about this, but around this time women start producing milk for their babies. There are some different stages to this and I'm not even sure myself but that's a beautiful thing and I'm so happy we got to this point.

- So… I'm making milk in my... - he asked with a small voice.

- Mhmm… - he smiled. - But cheer up, my darling! - he stroked her cheek as he saw mixed emotions in her eyes. - This is good and it's only natural! Isn't it amazing how your body is doing that for our child? It's preparing itself for when he or she is born.

The girl smiled.

- Yes, it's amazing!

~

Deep sound of drums, rocks being thrown, sticks smacked together. The deep voices of strange humans.

Rain was pouring, but it was clear...

The island has new visitors. And they weren't up to anything good.

A loud scream, a heavy object falling to the floor with a muffled thud and rolling away.

Then there was silence, which was only crushed by the continuous sound of flesh being ripped apart and the faint noise of fire.

~

- Oh my God!

- Are you okay?! - Taehyung sat up in bed with urgency.

When he didn't hear a response, he reached for her in the dark in an attempt to calm her.

- I… I felt something! - her voice was laced with worry.

- Tell me…

- I'm not sure… I-I felt like... Like a push against my skin from the inside. It's scary, Tae!

- Does it hurt?

- No, but… what is this Tae? I don't like it…

The boy placed his big palms on either side of the girl’s tummy. He left it there for a while until he felt it too…  A soft little push against his hands, one on each side. Must have been a foot, a knee, an elbow, or a tiny little hand but it didn't matter. It was beautiful either way and the best feeling in the world.

- Love... I think… our baby! That's our baby! – he exclaimed happily.

- Our baby?

- Yes, our baby is kicking! Isn't it beautiful? – he sighed in ave.

- Wow! This… this is amazing!

It wasn’t scary or unpleasant anymore. She felt ecstatic.

They sat there, in a room filled with joyful giggles, as the precious creature within the girl sent its first signs of communication to the outside world. If only time can stop! They wished to be frozen in that moment then and there.

~

- Wow... This feels amazing! - she sighed as she submerged her body further in the water. - It takes so much pressure off my back.

- I'm glad, my love! - he smiled and kissed the crown of her head. - There it is, hold onto me, sweetheart.

He slowly lowered her into the ocean, but left his arm around her body. Taehyung has become extremely protective over Y/n ever since she had trouble breathing, rubbed her back with a deep groan and randomly placed a hand onto the bottom of the protruding bump even after the simplest activities she did throughout the day. Of course, he noticed these small signs or the girl's disconfort without her having to tell him anything, and now he was determined to make it all better.

- Is the water okay? Isn't it too cold?

- Tae... - she giggled. - Calm down, its perfect. Feels amazing.

- Alright then.

They shared a passionate kiss, surrounded by the waves and singing birds. The whole scene was more then idyllic. Anyone judging from outside would envy their lives. It was a real paradise there.

Taehyung's mind was never at ease though.

Ever since those strange men came to the island and ate that girl, he didn't even dare to leave Y/n alone. He barely slept, always had both ears focused on their surroundings.

He kept it all to himself and it was slowly eating him up from the inside. But there was no way he could tell Y/n about there concerns. He remembered his father tell him not to make mama mad when she had her sisters in her belly. She needed to stay away from stress. So that's why he swore to keep his girl calm.

- What's on your mind, love? - her sweet voice ripped him away from his trans.

- Nothing serious, don't worry. - he smiled.

- I can see there's something up.

The girls felt something was wrong and instantly became concerned. She slipped away from the boy's arms so she could look into his eyes from across.

- Tell me.

It was simple amd a bit demanding. Taehyung new he had to think of something. He wasn't going to worry you with this.

- I was just wondering when I should go for a hunt. We are running out of food but you're too far along for me to leave you on your own.

- Was this the thing bothering you? - she chuckled. - You are babying me too much! I'll be okay for a few hours.

- I know but just want to make sure. You now, one of my aunts lost their baby because she fell and lost her consciousness, and because nobody was at home she was left there bleeding for long hours. They couldn't save the baby.

That's when he caught a single tear roll down the girl's cheek.

- Baby? Are you okay? Hurt?

- I don't want to lose my baby! - she sniffles.

- You won't, love, you won't. It was and accident many years ago. They had a long flight of stairs. We don't have stairs to fall off of.

- We have ladders though.

- Well I already forbade you to go on those... Even moved our bed to the first floor.

That's right.

- And I'm not leaving you anyway.

- And who is going to hunt?

- We can go fishing together. - he suggested. - Or collect some berries and fruits. - he paused. - We won't go too far into the woods though.

- Why?

Because of the men.

- I don't want you to walk that much.

- W-would that... kill the b-baby? - she hesitated.

- No, it's just that... Well, mom went into labor early with the twins because she wasn't well rested. I don't want that to happen to you too.

- Oh... Okay! - she smiled after thinking about what she'd just heard. - I'll rest a lot then.

Taehyung smiled back and kissed her head.

- When will I give birth? - she asked after a while.

- I don't know. Honestly. Mom had appointments with the doctor. I went to a few too. It was so cool, Y/n!

The girl listened with adoration. The boy was recalling these old memories with so much joy, it made her happy too. He surely misses his family. She does too.

- Imagine! We could see my sisters while they were in the belly!

- Wow! - she gasped. - Can we do that too?

- Oh... Unfortunately not, because at the doctor's they had all sorts of modern machines. I think the one he used on mom was called an ultrasong? I'm not sure though.

- That's fine. We'll just see them when they're born.

- That's right, love!

~

- Are you okay?

- Yes, Tae! Why wouldn't I be?

- We've been walking for so long...

She chuckled.

- Calm down! I'm perfectly fine. I just want to show you that pretty place where there are many fish.

- Okay, just... make sure to tell me if you get tired.

It would have been clear to anybody that she had trouble walking. Her large belly was beginning to hang lower than it had been in the last 2 months. The baby had dropped, and Taehyung knew exactly what that meant. The baby was coming soon.

But at the same time he didn't want to make her nervous. He had tried to explain a few things he knew about childbirth from when her mother had home births. She seemed worried whenever he talked about contractions or dilation. And he didn't want to scare her with the idea of having to go through that soon.

And besides... this was different. Her mother had the help of either doctors, midwife or a doula. Y/n, on the other hand, had no one else rather than him. And even though he witnessed most of his sister's birth, he new very little about the whole thing.

He too was scared.

- Here. Isn't it beautiful? - she stopped to lean against the boy's body, clearly exhausted.

- It truly is, baby. - he peccked her head. - But its time for you to sit down a bit, okay?

- Alright.

He helped her down on a sturdy-looking rock on the beach. As she sat she felt great pressure on her lap, between her thighs.

- Baby is getting quite heavy, not gonna lie. - she giggled through her shaky breaths.

- Oh, sweetheart! Here.

With that he stepped over the rock with one leg to sit behind her. As he lowered himself, he slipped both hands under her bump, so it wasn't in contact with her thighs, and gently lifted it, so the weight of his baby, the amniotic fluid it was in and, and thier placenta was all on him.

It is very heavy. - he noted.

If it was even possible, he started to appreciate everything Y/n has been enduring while growing their child even more. And she walked all the way here, carrying thins massive cargo?! His hands were already getting tired even from just holding it for a minute.

- Oh my...! T-thank you! This f-feels amazing! - she panted.

- Anything for you, my love! Anything.

They were sitting like that for quite a while. Taehyung's hands were nearly killing him. His muscles were begging for a break. But at the same time he knew this was the least he could do. And the sight of his love rested against his chest with a satisfied smile on her face made it all worth it.

- Thank you Tae! - she sat up a bit. - You can put it down now.

- No, I've got you, don't worry!

- I can tell you are tired. Your hands are shaking.

- Baby, you carry all this around all day, and have been for months now. You're not allowed breaks. This is the least I can do.

- Seriously, it's okay. I'm used to it. - she laughed with a slight bitterness in her voice. - Let's go fishing! - she added.

In about two hours they were satisfied with the amount of fish they captured, so the man packed up their things and took everything out of the girl's hand.

- Hey! - she whined. - I can carry that.

- You just carry our baby, okay?

Y/n huffed, but new she couldn't object.

That's how they made their way home, where Taehyung immediately got to cooking the fish they got. He made sure it was well cooked. That's what he remembered from his mother after all.

-Love, ... - Y/n began in a muffled voice.

- Yes?

- I... uhm... I d-don't really feel like eating this right now. I'm so sorry.

- Oh, you don't have to be sorry, lovely. It's okay if you don't want it.

- It's just that I don't want it to go to waste.

- Don't worry about it, it won't. I'll eat it, or give some to Yeontan.

- Are you sure? - she asked. - I-

- What do you feel like eating?

- Maybe... coconut or bananas.

- That's all?

- Yeah... I'm not very hungry.

The boy got up in a second and brought exactly what Y/n told him about from their little storage. He opened up the coconut for her and even peeled the banana.

- Here, baby.

- Thank you! - she shined a wonderful smile to him. - I love you.

Taehyung was a bit worried about her not eating much. Didn't she need more food now that she was so close to giving birth?

Truth to be told, the baby was getting a bit too big in there for her to be comfortable. The space in her stomach was taken up by the precious creature in her womb, so there was not much left fot the food. But it's okay. Taehyung was worried about the pregnancy. He saw his mother go through it with all that medical help, the babies were regularly monitored and his mother was often checked over. Here, though, they were on their own and had no idea what was going on behind the skin of the girl's stomach.

- Let's go inside, it's getting late. - he offered after both of them finished their meal.

- It's not that late and I'm not very tired yet. - she looked at his stiff posture. - Are you? You can go ahead, I'd like to stay out here a bit.

- No! - his tone was terrifyingly demanding. - You are not staying out here.

- Stop that! I already told you I am not a child you could boss around.

- But you are carrying mine! That's my child in your stomach, or did you forget? - he

- Taehyung! I'm pregnant, not made out of glass!

- I get that, but don't you understand, I want this baby healthy, and the delivery to be smooth. And you-

- Just because I'm sitting at the beach it doesn't mean the delivery won't be smooth.

- You need to rest!

Luckily he calmed down enough to think rational, and his voice calmed down too. He didn't want to tell her about those people that have been coming to their island every few weeks, and haven't been up to any good, obviously. It was a miracle Y/n slept through all the noise.

He couldn't risk having his love all alone and being kidnapped and killed by those strangers.

- What's going on, Taetae?

- I'm just worried, you know... I want you to be okay.

Y/n crawled to the boy, clearly with major difficulties because of her bump. She sat in his lap so that she was facing him. The cracking bonfire lit half of their faces and some of the palm trees behind the house. Furthermore, the calming sound of waves crashing and the gentle kicks of their baby, coming from her rounded tummy against his flat one, made the moment idyllic.

- Taetae... I'm okay, I promise. I know you're worried. I am too... I want our baby to be healthy too. But you have to stop treating me like a dependent child, okay? I'm so grateful for all you've been doing for me. Your love, patience and unselfishness.

- I'll try, I promise.

Their baby made another movement and it casted loving smiles on both of the olders' faces.

- Thank you, love you.

- Love you more!

- Impossible...

~

The sun was barely up on the morning sky, Taehyung was already woken by the tiny dog. Its loud barks were impossible to ignore.

The man groaned.

- Tannie? What is it little one?

- Woof, woof! - the barks wouldn't stop.

Taehyung looked to his right where the precious pregnant girl should've been sleeping.

- Y/n? - he jumped up. - Y/n?!?!

Pure panic flooded his mind and body. Where was she?

- Y/N?!?

He urgently ran around the house, the beach and the front of the forest.

After a few minutes of searching, he realized that Yeontan was trying to tell him something and lead him the right way.

- Woofff!!

And he ran off into the woods, looking behind him once in a while to make sure his human was following him.

After some time of running in the woods he was led to a dark cave. The pup stopped at the entrance. He didn't dare to enter. Taehyung, however, had no hesitation.

- Y/n? - he whisper shouted. He was terrified too.

- Tae... - the girl's faint voice sounded.

- Y/n! I'm here, love! Almost there.

A horrified looked spread across his face as she came into his view. She was tied down by all of her limbs, her skin irritated and bloody where the ropes touched. Her hair dishevelled from all the tossing and turning.

But the most terrifying detail was the wet patch under her bum.

- Tae, help! - she cried.

- I-I've got you.

He struggled to undo the knots, but as soon as he did he gently lifted the girl into the air and headed towards the exit with her pressed firmly but softly against his chest. It seemed to him as if her body could break any second with how fragile it was. He could feel her bump against his stomach. There was something different about it... it was soft before, now it's rock hard.

Just as he realized this, a whimper came from the girl's mouth.

- It hurts...

- I k-know, I'm sorry... - he mumbled. - We'll be home in a few minutes, I promise.

Outside he was met with a worried-looking puppy.

- It's okay, Tannie! Mamma's here, she's going to be okay.

- Wooof!

He was desperately trying to warn them about something.

And that something happened to stand right next to the cave, observing the pair with wide eves.

What could that big bulge be on the woman's stomach? - it wondered. - It was soft, but then hard when I pressed it...

It wasn't done with it's little experiment just yet.

He was going to have to figure out more next time...

~

- Deep breaths, love. Right there! You're doing so, so good!

- Why was I there?! - she whispered after the contraction subsided.

- I don't know...

- I was tied down! Tae? Was it you?!

- No! No, why would've I done that?

- Why was I tied down like that? I... Are there others living on the island?

The boy thought back to that night with all that shouting and screaming. He was petrified that something like this would happen. He tried to prevent it as best as he could, he made sure Y/n was never out of his sight, but his attempts seemed useless.

And now the girl was horrified and in labor. The worst combination...

What have they done to her?! Was it their fault she went into labor? True, she was already really far into her pregnancy, but still. There must have been something that has triggered it. Live with his mother. Once she went on a long walk with his father and she went into labor a few hour later... Of course he wasn't an expert, so he was full of questions.

Just like that, the girl was hit with another tightening in her abdomen. She curled in a ball around her stomach. Taehyung tried remembering all the thing his father did to his mother while laboring. He rubbed her back, thighs, arms... So he did just that.

But he felt utterly useless. Something he didn't expect, as he was sure he was going to be of at least some help when the time came, because of all the knowledge and experience he gathered during his sister's births.

- Tell me what I can do... - he whisper in desperation.

- Ugh... I... I d-don't know.

- Some water maybe? - he tried.

- Okay.

He reluctantly left her for a few seconds to bring her water from thier cans. He used a little homemade cup for that. He knew it was her favorite, because she has been using it all the time, ever since she got it from him as a gift for her 16th birthday. The little painting of the two of them and their sweet puppy became a bit shabby, but she loved it anyway.

- Thank you. - she said as he handed it to her.

- Slow sips, lovely.

She listened and finished the cup rather slowly, as requested.

- How are you feeling? - he asked while taking the cup away.

- Uhm... I... I'm so scared, Tae.

- I know, Y/n, but think about how we are going to have our little baby with us in a few hours! Isn't that just magical?

- A few hours?! I can't, Tae... This is too much already.

The boy was devastated. One of his worst nightmares was seeing his love in pain. And not being able to do anything against it made it even worse.

What should I do?

Luckily Y/n's instincts kicked in pretty quickly. She got into positions that helped momentarily with the pain, or enabled easier breathing. She was on all fours most of the time.

They didn't have a great sense of time on the island, however, it was clear that the contractions were getting closer and closer together. Her abdomen tightened around her struggling womb, which was filled with a due baby.

At one point, the girl had a sudden gush of blood squeezed out of her, which scared her, but Taehyung remembered this bit from the past. It was her bloody show, but the exact name didn't come to his mind.

What was important was that all of these changes lead them closer to their baby's arrival.

- Make it stop! Make it stop! MAKE IT STOOOP!!!

At her ear-piercing scream he could only envelope her deeper into his embrace. He caressed her tummy with loving hands, but frowned at the feeling of his baby being so wrestles inside its mother.

So he leaned closer to the bump.

- Baby, calm down please, okay? You're hurting mamma more than necessary.

At that the wrestles little creature calmed down significantly, and Y/n was left only with soft wiggles here and there. That, however, didn't change the fact that her contractions were unbearable. Only thi final birth of the child would bring that to an end.

- Should I check the water now? - he asked referring to the huge jug of water he placed on the hot rockt on the burning sun, in hopes of heating it up and ending up with warm water to be used for some kind of pain relief.

- Okay...

He was quick to bring the jug inside.

- It's nice and warm. - he announced.

He grabbed a cloth and soaked it in the water. He spread the warm material across Y/n's belly, which calmed the baby down even more

- How does that feel, sweetheart?

- Oh my God, Tae! It's so amazing. You're a genius!

- No, you are a warrior. The strongest woman on this island.

They chuckled.

- Hey! I'm the only woman on this island... - she slapped his hand jokingly.

Well maybe you aren't...

- I know! I was kidding.

More then an hour passed with them chatting away, breathing through contractions, and Taehyung redipping the washcloth in the warm water to reapply it on the belly. It meant great comfort to her, so the boy, for the first time since she started laboring, felt proud of himself. He felt useful, because he managed to relief a tiny bit of her pain with one of his ideas.

He wished it could stay that way.

But once her stomach sized with the roughest contraction yet, all hell broke loose again. The skin of her bump turned angry red and was so tight Taehyung could almost see the outline of their baby's body through all the layers it was tucked under.

Suddenly she leaned over the edge of the bed and threw up the contest of her stomach, which wasn't much to begin with, seeing as she had barely eaten anything that day. She was mostly dry heaving, which, for her, was even more unpleasant.

- It's okay, I've got you! Let it all out! There it is, good job!

He rubbed her back, not caring that some of the vomit landed on his leg.

- Oh my... Tae, I'm so sorry! - she apologized embarrassed, once she finished and realized what had happened.

- No, no, love. There's nothing to apologize for! - he handed her some more water to rehydrate her. - Here, drink this, then lay back. I'll clean this up while you do that, okay?

Y/n rinsed the bad taste from her mouth, and laid back just as another contraction crept up.

- Ugh, God...

She had a death grip on the sheets, her knuckles were turning white.

- I'm here, I'm here! - Taehyung was quickly back on her side.

He changed the hot cloth on her stomach and pulled out another one, this time ice cold, to dab it on her sweaty forehead.

- My back, my back, my back! - she shouted in pure agony.

The boy didn't waist a second. He positioned himself behind her on the bed so he could rub soothing circles into her lower back.

- Is this helping, Y/n?

- Mhm... yeah... - she sighed. - Wow, this is so good! Thank you!

- This is the least I can do.

Taehyung felt useless, Y/n, on the other hand, found great comfort in his presence and all the little things he did. She felt supported, and that helped her calm a little.

They had thousands of conversations about what to expect towards the end of the pregnancy, the boy explained the stages of labor, at least the ones he could remember, but nothing could quite prepare Y/n for what she was feeling at that moment. Both physically and mentally. She had a faint idea about the pain, but this was much, much worse than what she had imagined.

- Oh... - she huffed. - I need to get up.

- Okay, here, hold onto me.

He wrapped her arms around his neck and made sure she held onto him securely before lifting her up into a standing position.

Suddenly, a restless dog appeared in the doorway. He was worried about his momma. He could tell hiw much she was struggling.

- Can we go for a walk? - she asked.

- You sure?

- Yeah... I don't know, it just sounds good right now.

- Of course, I get it. - he kissed her pouty lips. - Come on. Slow steps!

- Woof!

- Tannie! Are you coming with us for a walk too? - she laughed lightheartedly.

- Woof!!

- I take that as a yes!

They walked on the beach, letting the waves wash against their feet. The puppy was running back and forth, avoiding getting wet, but wanting to stay close to the pregnant girl. Taehyung had a strong, supportive arm around the girl's waist. He actually tried to lift some of her and the baby's weight off of her, so she didn't have a hard time walking.

While on their walk, Taehyung counted seven contractions. They were really close... One every few steps.

- Should we head back? - he began.

- Okay.

Despite Taehyung's calming presence, Y/n was still terrified, and the boy could clearly tell that by the stern face she kept in-between the pains.

Suddenly, she collapsed into his side. Luckily he caught her, but she wasn't able to get back on her feet.

- Y/n?! - he worried while gathering her tired body into his arms.

- Woof!

- I'm okay... - she tried to be reassuring, but failed as her face went pale.

- Y/n don't close your eyes, please!

- Wooof! - the pup ran infront of them.

He quickened his steps, but was still making sure he didn't shake her too much. They hadn't gone very far from their hous, it was still visible from where he stood with her against his chest.

His quickened heartbeat calmed her, almost lulled her to sleep.

- No, no, Y/n! Keep them open!

- Okay... - she breathed. - Tae... I can't. I-

- Yes you can! Just keep breathing's okay? Everything's going to be alright.

Once home, he laid her exhausted form back on the bed. Yeontan, horrified, hid in the corner. The boy didn't know what to do. Her state scared him. When her mother was in labor with his twin sisters, she had to have an emergency C-section after she went this pale and Taehyung with her big sister was taken away from his mother into the waitingroom. But she was under the supervision of experienced doctors and nurses, who knew exactly what to do.

They were alone...

- Tae... What's happening?

- You're okay. - that was all he could say.

Perhaps he was trying to convince himself. He wasn't so sure anymore.

- Theres so much pressure! Tae! TAE!!!

A big force urged her muscles around her uterus to clench, to which she bore down with all her strength.

- There you go, Y/n! Perfect! You are pushing.

- Grrrrr..... Uhh. I need to... I nee-

She gave another big push against her will. It was her body's reflex. Like the sudden urge tu change positions and get into a low squat. She did exactly that. Her belly was now hanging low between her open legs, the boy could clearly see how red the underside of it was even from behind.

- Okay, love, I am going to try and feel if the baby's close. Are you okay with that? - he asked, just to make sure she wasn't uncomfortable with the idea.

He didn't want to scare her with his sudden action.

- D-do what y-you have to, T-Tae... - she panted in response.

- Alright, here we go.

He slowly reached to her opening and sure enough he felt a slimy, teardrop shaped something against his finders. He assumed it was the baby's head.

From his position behind her, he reached over her left thigh with his other hand to caress the top of the bump. It was rock hard.

- Can you give me another push, sweetheart?

- Ugh... I'll try.

With that, she bore down once again, this time her actions were in her control.

Taehyung could feel the head emerge ever further than before.

- It burns! I can't!

- I'm so sorry, Y/n, so sorry, love! But try to push through the burn, for the baby, for me.

- Baby...

- That's right, our baby is almost here. You just need to help them come out, okay? I know you can!

After two more big pushes the head was out, it straight out popped in the boy's palm. He leaned down to take a look. He was met with his baby's scrunched up face which was slimy and covered in gunk, but it was his never the less. His and the love of his life's.

- Our baby is almost here! Come on, lovely, just a bit more!

- TAE! OW... I CAN'T, I CAN'T!!! - she screamed.

- That's it! The shoulders are almost out, it's smooth sailing after that!

And with one last push and a heart-wrenching scream, the beautiful, crying baby slipped into its father's hands.

- A girl!

- Girl?

Y/n panted and turned around in her position on the floor. Taehyung held his daughter securely in one arm and lifted the girl onto the bed, so she wasn't sitting on the dirty floor just after giving birth.

- Let me hold her. - she requested with tears in her eyes.

But these tears were no longer the result of pain or agony. They were out of pure joy.

- Oh yeah, sorry. - he sobbed too. - Here.

The tiny body was gently placed on her chest. The boy was quick to cover their bodies with the blanket, which was now stained with a bit of blood and other fluids, but that didn't matter. It could get quite windy on shore and the bamboo walls let through most of it.

- Tae! Our little girl! So tiny...

- Our little girl! I think she's perfect. The rigth weight and size.

- I know, she just felt so much heavier when she was inside my tummy...

- Well it wasn't just her in there. There was the p-pla... plac-something too. A-and the water... And a few more things, or I don't know...

- Oh, okay. But she's perfect, and healthy. That's what's important!

- Exactly!

They sat together and admired their small creation. Her delicate hands, which flew around between her parents, even slapping the boy in the face on accident. It made them both laugh, and coo at their daughter.

She is so precious.

Taehyung thought back to when his sisters were born. He was so happy then, but now he was ecstatic!

- Tae... I-I feel... - Y/n suddenly groaned.

- What's wrong? - he looked at her with worry.

- I have to-

She quickly but carefully handed the little bundle over to the boy who was taken aback by her sudden actions. She crawled out of bed and got into the squatting position she was in before.

- What is happening?

She couldn't answer. She gave a.few small pushed and a slimy tud was heard. She looked down. The sight disgusted her and because of that a gasp left her lips.

- Ew!

The boy looked at it too. He thought for a second.

- Wow! - he didn't feel disgusted about it. - I think this is that plac-thing. This used to protect and nourish our little girl.

It couldn't have been disgusting for him... How could it be when this was something that kept his girl well fed all the time. The thing that was the baby's blood and oxygen supply.

- Oh... Uhm... Well what do we do with it?

- I take care of that, don't worry. Get back to bed.

- I want to wash myself. Can I?

- Of course, you can! I think the water cooled down to a great temperature.

He picked up the washcloth he used on her belly earlier and threw it over his shoulder. That's how they went outside, with their lovely baby girl in Taehyung's right arm and his left around Y/n's waist to support her as they walked.

After Y/n cleaned herself with the warm freshwater, both of their attention shifted to the baby, who had calmed down and was suckling on her father's finger.

- Oh, baby! I think she's hungry. - he stated.

- Yeah... And how do I take the milk out of my breasts?

- I-I'll explain once we bathed her.

Y/n took the cloth from Taehyung's shoulder and dipped it into the water. She cleaned off all the gunk from birth with cautious wipes.

- Can I hand her to you for a second? I'll be right back. - he asked suddenly.

- Of course!

She was filled with so much love towards her girl, she couldn't help but place tiny kisses on her tiny forehead as she finished cleaning her off.

The boy, who was busy with cleaning up the birth scene and burying the plac-thing in the woods, returned to them.

- My girls! - he beamed while smiling.

He helped them dry off and lead them back to their house.

- Lay down, love. And you'll feed our girl, okay?

- How do I do that?

- So... You just put her on your chest. Like this.

He showed her just how, and guided the baby's head to her nipple.

- Can you... Squeeze it a bit?

- My... my nipple?

Her face burned red with embarrassment.

- Yeah... But gently!

She did so, but winced at the stabbing sensation that shot through her breast.

- Careful!

- Ow... What was that.

- It's expected to be a bit sore, I think. But see that?

He asked pointing to the light yellow drop that rolled down the curve of her breast.

- That is your milk, sweetheart! And the baby will smell it...

Just on que, the tiny girl turned her head and latched onto her mother's nipple. She began suckling the delicious liquid out of it.

- See! - Taehyung smiled proudly.

- But it hurts... - she pouted.

- Oh, my love... I'm sorry. I don't know how to make it stop... Maybe you'll get used to it.

- Ugh... I hope.

But it was okay, because her girl was getting the nutritions she needed and she would endure every pain for her. Hell, she would even go through labor again fer their baby!

- We should name her, no? - she said.

- What do you have in mind?

- Umm... I don't really know. You?

- How about Emma?

- Woof!

The puppy, who was scrunched up in the corner for the past hour and something, got closer to the trio. He couldn't see over the bedframe, though.

-Woof?

- Aww, Tannie!

With that Taehyung lifted the pup's tiny body up and rested him against his chest.

- See, that's your sissy. - he began. - Baby... Emma? Do you like it, Y/n?

- It sounds beautiful! I love it! - she looked back down at their daughter.

- Emma it is then!

- Hello, little Emma! - she giggled at her feeding girl.

All tree pairs of eyes were on the suckling little body. They couldn't get enough of the sight.

- Hi, my precious baby! Baby Emma. Sounds magical.

- Mhm... It does.

- Are you tired, love?

- A bit, yeah... - she yawned. - Can I take a nap after she's done?

- Of course! A very long, long nap indeed. You deserve it, lovely.

- Thank you Tae. For everything.

- I did nothing, Y/n...

- You did so much! You are the reason I could get through with it. I felt like giving up.

- You are the strongest woman on this island. - he said, wanting to shift the mood, as he wasn't good at taking the compliment.

- Don't start! - she laughed.

- Kidding! - he chuckled too. - You are the strongest woman on this planet.

And with a kiss to the crown of her head, she fell into a deep slumber.

Taehyung smiled at the sight. He put the puppy down on the bed, who immediately padded over to the sleeping girl and curled up by her side. The dog sniffed her stomach and neck. He could tell something was different about her. Not just the fact that there wasn't a bump anymore, but her smell changed too. It changed back to the sweet sent she had so many months ago. He loved it.

Meanwhile, Taehyung took Emma out of her momma's arms. He covered her exposed chest with the blanked and walked to the other side of the small room with the baby in his hand.

- My little baby! - he whispered. - I know you have a name, Emma, but I still need to get used to it, so bare with me, please!

He chuckled.

The boy placed his tiny child in the small baby bassinet he made while she was still in Y/n's stomach. He grabbed a brand new cloth from their drawer. He attemped to make a diaper on her little bum. It wasn't perfect, but will do...

- You can sleep now too, if you want. Let's give mamma some time to rest. She workd to hard and long to get you here.

Emma let out an adorable babble at that.

- I know. - the boy giggled quietly. - You worked hard too.

He leaned down to kiss her head and as he straighten back up she was already fast asleep. He smiled at that.

Perfect! - he thought as he looked around the quiet room.

His daughter in her makeshift bassinet, his love on the bed, with the puppy at her tummy. All sound asleep. Was there anything better than that?

He couldn't be one hundred percent calm, though... Not until those men were on their island.

~

2 years later

There's no bulge anymore...

The man remembered the time she was in his cave all those years ago. With that big, rigid belly.

He remembered how when he pressed down on it that watery liquid poured from her legs.

I want to try that again!

But the beautiful woman's stomach was completely flat now... Would it still work?

What the...?

- Mamma! - a high-pitched voice could be heard from afar. - Look, look! A shell on a tuwtuw!

- A turtle! Good job Emma!

The man inspected the little creature from behind the trees.

It would cook qiukly...

I'm getting hungry anyway.

~

- Let's check on Dadda! What do you say? - Y/n asked her daughter.

- Owkay!

- Put back the turtle where you found it, Emma!

- I want to keep him, Ma!

- You have to put him back, or he won't live long.

- Oh... mkay... - the little girl pouted, but obeyed.

Her brunette locks bounced up and down as she padded in the shallow water.

- C'mon! - Y/n held her hand out for the little girl.

She grabbed it and ran with her mother towards their home.

As they neared the house, Taehyung jumped out from behind it with a dagger-like weapon in his hand ready to use. He was also in an attacking position.

- Oh my God, Tae? What's wrong with you?

- Oh, sorry... I...

- What's all this, Dadda? - the girl asked pointing to the strange ropes around their place.

- It's just to keep bad people away.

- Bad people? But we are the only ones here...

- Then whoever comes to the island.

- But won't that mean we have a chance to get back to civilization?

Taehyung looked from Y/n to his daughter with wondering eyes.

- Tae? Don't you want to get back one day?

- I-I... I'm not sure anymore.

- Why's that?

Emma let go of her mother's hand. She was getting bored of her parents' conversation, she was much more interested in the sleeping puppy in the hot sand.

- We have such a great life here. I don't want to change that. All that worry about working, finaces, housing... We don't need it!

- But isn't that how life is supposed to work? Emma could go to school, make friends-

- She can get another sibling here...

- Yeah... She could. - she smiled.

The boy retured the smile and walked over to his love. He gathered her into his embrace and kissed her passionately.

- Don't we have a wonderful life as it is? - he murmured softly against her forehead.

- We do. I love you.

- I love you more. You and Emma.

- You, Emma and Tannie.

- That's right! You, Emma and Tannie.

~

He got up quietly and grabbed his dagger. He went back to their bed and leaned close to the pup's head.

It was late at night. Taehyung couldn't sleep. He watched his little family's peaceful form in the moonlight that was coming though the thin walls. It was full moon, but he didn't hear those strange people this time, as he does every month around this time. But he still had a weird feeling roaming inside his body.

- Yeontan, protect our girls, okay? Daddy's gonna come back, but you have to promise me they are safe with you!

His palm squeezed tightly against the handle of the dagger as he ran through the woods. He had flames in his eyes. Nobody can harm his family!

The puppy didn't budge, remained fast asleep on the bed, between the two girls. Taehyung exited the house, but didn't leave until he made sure the door was securely locked. Only he can know how to get inside! His whole world was in there.

His legs led him to that mysterious cave he found his pregnant Y/n in all those years ago. It was muscle memory. He felt danger there. He had to get rid of it for the sake of his family. For the safety of his girls!

He dragged the bloody body through the woods, to the opposite side of the island as where their house was. He reached the shore and threw the body in the water. He got inside himself, a bit disgusted by the blood pooling around him, but started swimming deep inside the ocean, all while pushing the body infront of him.

He slowed his steps as he neared the place. And sure enough, there he was. He was hit with strong deja vu as he stood infront of the entrance. He took quiet steps once inside. He felt the presence of someone unwanted in there. He was going to end this once and for all. And there is was. The dark skinned man was laying on the floor, asleep. Taehyung didn't hesitate. He raised his dagger and stapped it right through the man's chest, and with a loud and ugly groan, the life left his body.

Was he a bad person for this? He was just protecting his family... This man attacked his love, who knows what else he was up to?

Once he was satisfied with the distance, he gave the body one last push and swam back. In the shallow water he made sure his body was free of blood, which it was but it left a stain on his skin. Not on his skin, but in his whole being. It read: murderer.

~

He got home fairly quick and unlocked the door. The sun was beginning to peack from the horizon, but the girls and Yeontan were still asleep. Let them stay in their dreamland as long as needed. God, let them be guilt free their whole life!

3 years later

- And you just hang them up like this! See? Very easy.

- Wow! Thanks mommy! I can finally help with the dirty clothes too!

- Yes, my lovely girl, you can! - she kissed her head.

- Lets so and check what Dadda and Noah are up to, okay?

- Noey!!!

The girl cheered and ran in her brother's direction, forgetting her mother with the heavy basked the clothes were in.

- Silly. - the woman chuckled.

- Dadda! What is Noey doing?

- I'm teaching him how to swim, baby.

- Me too, me too!

With that she stripped herself from her clothes and ran through the waves to her father and brother.

- Mamma! Come too! - the little boy squealed.

- Comin'!

The woman threw her clothes in the sand too and joined the trio.

- Tannie too? - Emma asked.

- Tannie hates the water, Emma.

- Besides, he is a bit old now. - Taehyung continued.

It was right. The puppy, who was only a puppy in size, has aged enough for him to take great effort when running after the two lively kids. He wasn't like before... He was perfectly happy with laying in the cool shades and watching them go through their day. It was all he could do now.

The little boy and the slightly taller girl paddled together around their parents. Emma has become an excellent swimmer, and his brother, Noah was on the straight path to reach her level too.

- You look beautiful, my darling. - the man told Y/n while attaching her body to his.

- You don't look bad yourself, my love...

They giggled.

- I have some news for you. - she continued.

- You do?

- Mhmm...

She grabbed his large hand and placed it on her stomach under the water.

His eyes widened in realisation. He smoothed his palm over the slight, but definitely noticeable bump.

How could he have missed it?!

- Oh my... Baby! You have a baby in there?! - he grinned.

- I'm pretty sure.

- Love! That is magical! I can't believe it! I can't! Thank you.

He captured her lips between his and didn't pull away for long, long minutes.

His life was truely perfect. There was nothing more he could wish for. He had everything. His lovely Emma, Noah, his beautiful Y/n, and now...

...his precious little baby on the way.

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The end... Woow I had this in my drafts for months!!! But I finally finished and I'm so happy. Of course, I didn't check it, as usual... 😅 so I'm sorry for the mistakes... And it is looong. Oh my God... The longest oneshot I've ever written. But anyway... I hope you enjoy it. If you do, leave a comment or write me, because it always makes my day! ♥️♥️

Only Teens - 4

Warnings: hospital, medical issues, IV drip, slight angst between mother and son

Word count: 1.2K

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Jungkook's pov

The poor boy saw red. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. He was numb.

He swore to protect them. He swore to her father, to himself, but most importantly her and their baby.

Y/n had been wheeled into the emergency room and is being cared for at the moment. Jungkook has been waiting in the waiting room for what seems like forever. He was devastated and so, so worried. He sat on the floor, knees pulled up to his chest, he rested his head on them. He was lost beyond words, and all the other patients waiting in the corridor could do was send apologetic glances as they passed by.

- Is there someone I can call for you, dear? - a kind, old lady asked the sobbing boy.

- M-my m-mom. I n-need my mother.

He didn't even look up at his helper, which in other circumstances would've been considered rude and disrespectful, however, the woman only smiled understandingly and pulled out her mobile.

After Jungkook managed to mumble out his mother's phone number the lady handed him the device.

- Ma?

- Jungkook? What's wrong, sweetheart?

- Y/n... s-she... hospital... need you.

- I'll be there before you know it.

Sure enough his mother came running through the hallway. She immediately spotted her son curled up on the floor, his head in a stranger lady's lap.

- Kook?!

- M-Ma... Y/n...

- What's going on? - she worried.

She haven't seen her son's girlfriend in months now, and this was definitely not the way she wanted to meet her again.

Just in time a nurse exited te door Y/n was wheeled through hours before.

- Y/n Y/l/n's relatives?

- M-me! - the boy shouted, disturbing other patients.

- Both mother and baby are okay now. - the nurse began, Jungkook let out a sigh of relief, but his mother paled at the words. - Baby was in distress because of stress and exhaustion, but we managed to stop the bleeding and her contractions with a bag of IV. We'll let that empty completely, before making further decisions. You can go inside if you'd like.

- Th-thank you. - he said and was about to barge into the room, but the firm hold of his mother stopped him.

- What baby?!

The middle-aged woman saw red.

- What BABY?!

- M-my baby... - he sucked in a breath. - Mom, let me go! I have to see her!

- You're not going anywhere before you tell me that this is about!!!

He new all along he made a mistake. He shouldn't have hid the fact that his girlfriend was in fact pregnant with his baby. He hid these news from the said child's grandparents. And just like Y/n's mother, his found out on her own as well, only months later.

After a brief pause the words spilled out of his mouth.

- She's pregnant. Mine.

The woman let his son go. He wasted no time outside, and was quickly on the pregnant girl's bedside.

- Hi. - the girl whispered.

Her voice was week, her face pale and there were different tubes connected to her hand, but she smiled none the less.

- Baby...

The boy was scared to touch her. He feared injuring her in any way, causing her pain... she looked so fragile.

- I'm so sorry, Kook... -she sighed guiltily.

- Oh, no... This is none of your faul, Y/n! - he leaned closer to her face to plant a gentle kiss on  it. - We new the risks... I- I shouldn't have let you go to school.

- Well I have to. How else am I going to graduate?

- I'm not letting you! I've learned my lesson. If you have to, you'll take classes online, or something. You can be homeschooled.

Her face turned sour. Jungkook though she was in pain at first, but turns out, she's just worried about her education. However, she new that her baby's health was way more important than anything at the moment.

- How are you feeling? - he broke the silence.

- Tired, but I'm not in pain anymore. - they both smiled in relief. - They said baby is still a bit underweight, but these fluids are supposed to help.

- I really hope so. - another round of silence took over the room before he continued. - My mother... She's here.

- She know right?

- She... she just got to know now.

- Kook... We talked about this. You knew the risk. I thought you would learn from my mistake.

- I know... Sorry. But please don't worry about it, okay? I'll take care of everything, trust me.

- I do. I trust you. Love you, Kookie!

- Love you more.

~

- Miss. Y/l/n I am putting you on bed rest for the remainder of your pregnancy. You can do classes online if necessary, but I'd like to keep you away from as much stress as possible. Our goal is now to keep baby girl inside for as long as possible. Until 36, 37, 40 or even 42 weeks. She's still a bit underweight, so keep it up with the vitamins and shakes, keep hydrated so you don't deplete your amniotic fluid and we should be fine.

- I'll make sure, Doctor Kim. - Jungkook answer enthusiastically.

- Me too, sir. - she answers a bit guilty from her place on the bed.

After the IV bag was empty they checked out and the boy secured Y/n in the car. He won't let anything happen to them from now on. He checked the car's condition, which was perfect by the way, the tires, lights, the seatbelt on the passenger side...

And they were on their way home.

Jungkook's mother took her own car back after hugging the mother of her grandbaby and making sure they were okay. She was still in shock, she needed her time.

Jungkook drove under the speed limit. He received many looks and honks during the trip, but didn't care. He had his girlfriend and baby in the car with him. Their safety always comes first.

They reached home. Jin opened the door. He already knew about what happened, Jungkook called him after checkout. He hugged his precious sister. They didn't talk much, Y/n was tired. The boys led her up into her room. Soon enough she was sound asleep.

Jungkook just kneeled next to her bed, with his arms on the mattress, and hus head resting close to her's. Her face was so peaceful... He loved it. Something he hasn't seen much of for the past months. It's been tough. For her, for him, for the family.

But mostly for her.

Not just mentally, but physically as well.

But she's wonder woman! - he thought.

Nothing could get in her was if only he's more attentive from now on.

So he made a plan.

He would talk to the school's principal about the situation, agree on how she'd be able to finish the year. He'd make sure she's well rested and fed at all times. (Not that Jin and his father wouldn't do that anyway.) He'd come to their house every day and he wouldn't care about Y/n's mother's killing and hateful looks towards him. He'd bring her favorite snacks and food. He'd make a diet plan, full of nutritions for her and the baby. He would be there for his love.

Loves.

Now and forever.

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A/n: Again, sorry for the late update, but I've got a plan. 😌 I'll do shorter chapters from now on for more regular updates. I promise I'm trying! ♥️🥹

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Poor us

Summary: You and Jimin have been living in poverty without parental help as they decided to disown you the moment you married the love of your universe. Life hasn't been easy ever since, but your love for each other and the will of building a family of your own may just be enough to concur all.

non-idol!jimin x pregnant!fem!reader

Warnings: pregnancy, poverty, medical issues, cold, malnutrition, childbirth

Word count: 2.9K

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You felt another blanket being placed on your body.

- Chim, I think that's enough, but thank you. - you breathed out sleepily, as Jimin carefully lays down next to you on the mattress placed on the floor.

- No, love! It's freezing. We need to make sure you don't catch a cold. That wouldn't be good considering you are 28 weeks.

He was right. Your tiny apartment was located in the poorest part of town, where cutting the water or gas was done weekly by authorities, since there was always something wrong with the system. Now not even the tiny heater in your miniature room was radiating any warmth, meaning the only things keeping you and your baby growing inside your womb warm were those few blankets you had.

- This was our last blanket though... now you have none. - you extended your hands, motioning him to lay under your blankets.

He hesitantly lifted the blankets and slipped under them, wrapping his protective arms around your waist to scoot you closer to his body. Of course, he was mindful of your bump, making sure not to crush your little one inside. A warm smile spread across his face, as he felt the baby wiggle against his torso. Moments like this reminded him, that rich, or not, life was beautiful.

- Now, go to sleep, okay? - ha pleaded, while softly caressing your hair and back. - You need a lot of rest.

- Okay... - you yawned. - But you too! Night.

- I hate that you still go to work.

- Jimin, we talked about this before! Women in my condition usually have maternity leave around their last month. I just started my seventh month, we have 3 left. - before he could cut you off, you continued. - Besides, we can't afford to have minus one working hand. We need the money. I already quit one of my jobs.

- Then I'll get another job.

- A fourth one? There's no way I'm letting that happen!

- Jagi...

You cut him off with a kiss. That kiss brought him comfort and reassurance. He still didn't like the fact that even after the doctor told you you were a bit underweight and should make sure you didn't lose any more if you wanted the baby to be healthy, you were still on your feet all that at work, which also included some physical labor. Ever since that day, he would skip meals, so you could eat more. Of course, he never told you this, because he knew you'd never let him do that.

- Good night!

- Good night, Love! - then he put his free hand on your tummy. - Night, night baby!

-

- Mrs. Park, - your doctor sighed. - even though you made some progress compared to last time, you still seem a little underweight. I want you to keep in mind that malnutrition doesn't only affect the fetus' development but can also send you into premature labor.

These were definitely news that you expected to hear at your 32-week check-up, and you had plenty of time to prepare yourself, but you still couldn't stop the tears from escaping your eyes. These facts being said out loud sent shivers down your spine and made your heart fill with worry for your precious baby.

Tears kept running and running down your red cheeks and no one was there to wipe them away. Jimin had work, which he couldn't miss, and the old lady, who called herself a doctor definitely wasn't the one who would calm you down. She was extremely unsympathetic. You just wished your husband was there, holding your hand.

The gynecologist printed out your ultrasound pictures and handed you the papers which contained the updates on your and the fetus' health.  

You didn't have a car. None of you. So you had to walk all the way home, burning calories, which you couldn't afford to burn. But you had no other option. On your way to your apartment, you stopped in front of a bakery, just staring inside of the showcase, debating whether or not you should spend those few bucks you brought with you, on some nourishing pastries for yourself... more for your baby. The debate was obviously determined when you set your thin hands on your bump and felt your bundle of joy wiggle around. A soft, but sad smile appeared on your lips, and you went inside.

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You sat in your scummy kitchen, munching on one of the cheese biscuits you bought earlier, when you hear the squeak of the front door, signaling that your husband was home. About time... it was 10 PM.

-  Hi, My Love!

He took his shoes off and hugged you, caressing your back and pressing a gentle hand on your bump.

- How did your appointment go?

- It went great. - you lied.

- Can I see the papers?

You froze. Oh no! That will give everything away.

- Uhm... I lost it.

- Jagi... Please don't lie to me, okay?

You realized that there was no reason to lie to your husband any further. You dug deep into your duffel bag you've been taking with you everywhere for years now. The time took a toll on it as well. The rips and lose threads were becoming more and more evident.

In the end, you pulled out the folded medical papers, which will soon reveal your little secret to Jimin.

He carefully read through the words, making sure he wasn't missing any detail.

You didn't dare to look at him. You were scared. you expected scolding from him, words that would send you tears.

Instead, you just felt thin arms wrap around you and delicate hands running up and down your bump.

- Oh Jagi! - he breathed.

You couldn't help the tears. You were an emotional mess. Relief, sadness, worry, guilt...

- A-are you m-mad?

- No, no! I'm not, baby.

He carefully lifted you and slipped under you n the chair, so he could set you on his lap. He turned your head to look him in the eye and was quick to wipe the tears away, which were continuously pouring onto your shirt. He just kept wiping and wiping them.

- I'm just so worried, Jagi... But... don't you worry, My Love, okay? We'll work on it. You'll be fine! Perfectly healthy!

-

- Love! I'm home! - he said as he closed the door.

- Chim? - you breathe out shakily.

Jimin could immediately sense the discomfort in your voice, so he is quick to get into the tiny bathroom your voice could be heard from.

He dropped everything he had on him the moment he saw your distressed figure on the floor hunched over the toilet, hands on your 34-week bump, and rat to your side.

- Baby! It's okay, let it all out!

- I haven't been able to keep anything down today.

- Oh God! Why didn't you call me?

- I don't have any money on my phone... I couldn't call anyone.

Jimin cursed at himself for forgetting to charge money on your phone. It was a very dangerous move from him, especially now that you are nearing the end of your pregnancy.

- I'm having a contraction... - you panted as you clutched your abdomen, still sitting on the floor.

His hands carefully flew to rest on your stomach as he felt around. Your bump was rock-hard. He panicked. You weren't full-term yet.

- Are you sure? Maybe they are just Braxton hicks... - he held onto the last bit of hope he had.

- I'm not sure... I hope though. - you straightened your posture as the tight feeling in your stomach eased. - Chim... - tears started streaming from your eyes. - These don't feel like Braxton hicks. My baby...

- Shhh... It's alright, don't worry. We'll get you to the hospital.

-

- Mrs. Park, you are now in pre-term labor, but we can give you medication that might extend your pregnancy by a few more days or weeks.

- How much does it cost? - you ask, laying in the uncomfortable hospital bed with pink and blue bands strapped around your bump, which attached little machines to your skin to detect the baby's and your vitals.

- No! She'll have it! - Jimin said with much confidence.

- Chim...

You could barely afford the hospital bills for your labor and delivery. You didn't need to add any more to that sum.

- Can we get a moment, please? - your husband addressed your doctor.

- Of course. - she walked outside.

Jimin sat down next to you on the bed, his eyes flaming as he stared at the bands and machines attached to your still small bump. At least compared to how far along you were. Baby didn't weigh much and you were supposed to work on that in the remainder of your pregnancy.

And while Jimin's stare was livid, he stroked your hand and talked in the most gentle way possible.

- You are getting that medicine. I'm not letting my baby have potential risks or even die!

- I know, Ji-

The next contraction hit you out of nowhere. You curled around your hardened stomach and gripped Jimin's shirt.

- Breathe, breathe! - he whispered.

- I know, - you started as the contraction ended. - and it's the last thing I want as well. But tell me honestly how will we pay for that. That shit is expensive and we d-don't even have baby products yet.

That's when the tears spilled.

- It's okay, - he wiped your eyes. - I'll make sure everything is perfectly fine. You'll have that medicine and won't worry about the bills. I'll sort everything out.

His tone calmed you a bit, just enough to stop crying. But it didn't free you from the concern you felt about your child's well-being.

Your husband called the doctor back in, who immediately started preparing the procedure.

- No, no! - you whined. - No needles, Chim...

- Shhh... - he stroked your hair. - Just focus on me. Think about how is you are strong now, we'll have a strong baby in a few weeks.

So you did. You were strong and the IV was in, pouring some fluid into you. You didn't look at it, but you were nauseous non the less.

Just in time, a nurse assisting the doctor shoved a bowl in front of you. You let out the contest of your stomach. You didn't know you had anything left in you, and now, vomiting with Jimin tying your back with an emergency hair tie on his wrist, then rubbing your back.

- We're going to wait now and see how your contractions turn out. If they stop, we'll do a check on the baby and determine whether you are safe to go back home or now. If they continue to progress, we'll get ready for delivery.

So you waited there in the arms of your husband. Breathing through contractions and praying. Praying that the medicine worked and that your baby is okay.

Hours went by, but the constant pains tormenting you never stopped.

- Mr. and Mrs. Park, I'm afraid there's no other solution, we have to go through with the delivery.

Your heart ached. You wished you could give your beloved child, whom you haven't seen yet but lived with everything you had, a bright future. You wanted them to grow up in comfort and love at the same time. These are things you got to experience in your life, only never at the same time. Comfort you had while in the care of your parents, but love you only ever found when comfort was taken away, with Jimin.

A strong contraction ripped through your abdomen, squeezing your helpless baby inside. Jimin was close to tears himself.

- Breath, beautiful. You've got this. - he whispered with a broken voice.

You would have thought that this little gesture (him reminding you to breath) would be useless and would only agitate you, but thanks to him you realized you've been holding your breath which didn't help with the pain. As soon as you were reminded by him you let as much air into your lungs as possible and that relieved a lot of pressure from your stomach.

At some point the pain got extremely bad. No matter what you did, walking around, or squatting, the pressure was worse than ever amd could no longer be relieved by breathing.

- Wow, that was a big one. - the nurse exclaimed as she inspected the red line on the monitor, possibly measuring the intensity of your contractions. - How do you feel about some kind of pain relief?

The word "yes" was at the very tip of your tongue, it wanted to escape faster than light travels. But a voice, that has been chanting the same word over and over again since the day of your engagement, stopped you. Money.

- What do you suggest? - your husband asked after seeing your doubtful gaze.

-No... Ugh... I- W-we can't... - you huffed in the middle of feeling your baby squirming in discomfort as your belly hardens again.

- What do you suggest? - Jimin asked again, this time with a much more impatient voice, ignoring your protests.

- At this point it would be too late for the epidural, but I would recommend either oxygen, or gas. Oxygen is great for your lung capacity, helping you with breathing, amd gas kind of works like a drug. It's completely harmless of course, it has a numbing effect, so your brain can't process pain the way it is now, making it seem less intense.

- Jim-Jimin! You no we can't-

- We'll take oxygen.

After a bit of time and a lot of convincing from your husband, the nurse brought all the equipment needed and soon you had a mask-like plastic thing in your hand. She showed you how to use it and you were good to go. You were hesitant at first, but after feeling the difference it made, you couldn't resist anymore.

Jimin was relieved to see you have some break from the constant torture. That break, however, didn't last long.

A sudden strange urge and pressure broke you from your relaxed state. Your water broke and the contractions, which brought your baby so low, came almost immediately after each other.

- I ned to PUSH! - with that last word you were pushing, there was no going back.

Jimin worriedly smacked the calling button above your head, and 3 nurses entered the room, taking their places around you like the professionals they were.

They quickly understood that you prefered being encouraged with gentle words, not like some who needed them to shout like a football coach. You were scared for your baby, who would be born prematurly into this cold world, without a warm home, without a place to sleep. Damn... you don't even have a crib yet.

The only thing that allowed you ta stay focused was the thought of your little baby being in your arms, and Jimin's heartwarming words. These two pushed you forward.

- IT BURNS! - you scream in pure agony.

- Push through it! It means you're doing it right. - one of the nurses assured.

To be honest you couldn't tell the difference between them at this point. You could barely even see, your vision was so blurred by the tears pouring down your cheeks.

- We're so close baby! So, so close. It'll all be over.

Oh how wrong he was...

Once this part comes to an end the rest and most difficult part begins.

Several pushes and one last scream later the pain faded into nothing and for the first time in your life, you smiled when a baby cried.

You remember countless times when on long plane rides a baby was close to you on an aircraft you silently cursed at all living species on Earth. You would do so again when you realize you forgot to bring your headphones, and you'd have to listen to the annoying wailing sounds of an uncontrollable infant. Now, however, it was the world's most wonderful sound.

He was alive, breathing, gunky and slimy, just covered in all kinds of birth fluids, but he was the most beautiful thing that's ever existed on this planet.

You became a mother.

A mother to a child whose father is the love of your universe. You chuckled at the silly thought. Of course, how else would it be?

Your beautiful newborn son was placed on your chest and his warmth made you forget all the hardships you've faced and the ones you'll have to face once this moment is over. He was tiny but had a healthy set of lungs and an even healthier heart, which was all you cared about. His squished face scrunched even more with his cries. You were in love for the second time in your life. You never thought your love could get bigger, you imagined becoming a mother would split your love into two, half for your husband, half for the new addition to the family. But you were so wrong!

- Our little son. - the voice of your husband pulled you out of the state of mind you were in. He pulled you out to be with him. Him and your son so you could enjoy these moments with those who matter. Who you live for.

- Thank you Jimin...

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A/n: Might make a part 2 if enough people have interest in it, because I'm curious what happens to them now 🫣

Only Teens - JJk pt.5

Warnings: pregnancy, difficulties in pregnancy, cruel mother, bed rest, slight pregnancy shower sex, brest play, lactation, lactation kink, pregnancy kink

Word count: 2.2k

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It's been almost a week since the incident. Y/n has been staying at home, doing online classes. Their baby seemed to be okay. The bleeding stopped and she didn't experience more pain in her abdomen... at least not from contractions.

Their baby girl was beginning to get stronger than they expected and it not once happened that Y/n felt some serious discomfort and pain from her kicks. Those were some uncomfortable moments, but at the end of the day Y/n looked back at these moments with joy and pride that her baby was so active.

She was taking a well-deserved nap when the loud noise of the door slamming open woke her.

- Fold these. - her mother said with a stern voice while throwing a batch of dry clothes onto her bed, hitting the pregnant girl's bump.

Good thing they are soft.

- And make sure you vacuum this floor today.

- Yes mother.

Chores are the last thing she needs after that scare last week. But her mother couldn't seem to understand and keeps adding to the tremendous weight on her shoulders.

She left the room slamming te door one last time behind her.

Reluctantly she got up from her place in bed and stretched stiff and aching limbs out.

This is going to take a while...

And she wasn't wrong. Folding clothes while having to bend over her protruding middle amd vacuuming with constant back pain seemed to take twice as long as it did before. She even had to stop once in a while to catch her breath.

And after an hour and a half she was all done. And there goes her nap. Well... Maybe she could try going back to bed for a bit before Jungkook got home from work. She wanted to greet him. She missed him. He started working not too long ago, and now they couldn't even meet during schooltime. It was torture for both of them.

No matter how hard she tried to fall asleep, fast movements from within her kept her conscious. She smiled lightly and rested a hand atop her stomach.

- Hi baby! - she whispered. - Let's have some rest okay? Before dadda comes home. - she thought for a second. - Or should I say appa?

She chuckled. In the end she chose to take out her phone from and caught her baby's stretches on camera for her boyfriend to watch later. Jungkook often complained playfully that he often missed her kicks since Y/n was the one who actually carried the baby skin to skin. Obviously he new this was the smallest sacrifice to make, carrying and growing a human being inside your body from scratch was a huge task. Not to mention Y/n's body has only just stopped building itself fully, now she had to power through this as well.

He was beyond grateful for all that.

Once done with the short clip she put her phone away and did manage to fall into a shallow sleep.

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The exhausted boy didn't even stop in front of his family's home to change out of his work clothes. He could always shower at Y/n's and borrow one of Jin's hoodies if absolutely necessary.

That's what felt home. That's where family was.

The sight of his girlfriend's mother leaving their garage with her car reminded him that the before mentioned statements did have one exception.

Regardless he parked his car into their driveway and took out the shopping bags full of things he bought. He walked up to their door and barely lifted his free hand to knock the door opened.

- Jungkook! - Mr. Y/l/n greeted kindly. - Nice to see you. Come in.

- Thank you, dad! Nice to see you too.

- Thanks but none of that dad-thing, okay? - he chuckled along with the young boy.

- Okay sorry dad!

The kind man his the younger on the shoulder lightly simply as a playful gesture. They've been seeing each other so much recently it was only natural for their relationship to grow, along with his bond with Jin. They were a family now after all.

Mrs. Y/l/n was a topic for another day.

Mr. Y/l/n took one bag from the floor and brought it inside, gesturing for Jungkook to enter the house as well.

- Y/n's upstairs sleeping.

- Good, at least she'll be a bit more well rested after this long nap. - Jungkook smiled relived.

He remembered Y/n texting him short before his shift that she'll be having a little nap and she wished her well at work. It was almost a routine for them by now, but she never really managed to sleep more than an hour maximum. She was just too far into her pregnancy to be comfortable for longer than that. And he was perfectly aware of the fact.

- Uhh... Well she was kind of disturbed. - the older man informed uncomfortably. - She only just managed to get back to sleep about 20 minutes ago.

- Oh... Um I'll be upstairs with her.

- Alright, just try to let her rest a bit more. She's had a rough day.

- Of course!

- And you could try following her actions as well. You don't look well rested yourself. - he said with the previous gentleness returning to his features.

- Yes, sir. - with that he took both of the bags and walked upstairs.

He pushed the door open as quietly as he could with both hands occupied and also managed to close it with little to no noise. Setting the heavy bags down was another challenge but nothing is impossible to the golden boy. Well... Better say man now. A soon-to-be father.

A gentle smile spread across his face as he walked closer to the sleeping pregnant girl. She looked peaceful. Tired, but peaceful.

He sat next to her bed on the floor fearful of waking her by the dipping bed if he sat on it. Either way Y/n was a light sleeper and even the barely noticeable commotion, that went down in her room in the past moments, managed to have her stir awake rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

- Kook? - she asked before she'd opened her eyes.

- Sorry I woke you angel. - he said caressing her soft hair.

- I was barely asleep so it wasn't you.

At that moment they were both at ease. They were finally seeing each other after 24 hour, which wasn't the end of the world, but nowadays things were different.

They both felt this excruciating emptiness inside of them whenever they were apart. Maybe it was the fact that the girl was carrying their shared fruit inside her blossoming womb. It was as if there bodies were connected by that precious little girl and being apart for even just a day felt unnatural.

Of course others would say things like clinginess is always a symptom of pregnancy for women and men just felt more protective over their partners during this time, making them want to spend most of their time with them. But there would be nothing magical about that. ;)

- Missed you so much. - she whispered while reaching for him to be pulled into a hug.

- I missed you two more. - he took her into his arm and put the other around her tummy.

There was one moment when he lifted his lingering palm from her bump but that was all it took for him to miss a kick, the only sign being Y/n's audible gasp.

- Did you feel that? - she asked pulling away with happy eyes.

- A kick? - he asked a bit disappointed.

- Yeah. A pretty light one but I thought it could be felt from the outside too.

- I just missed that one moment. - he pouted.

- Come here.

She gestured him to lay behind her on the bed. Once he did she leaned into his strong chest, resting her back on ot. Her had occupied its usual place: the crook of his neck. Last step was taking hsi hands and putting them onto the bare skin of her stomach along with hers on top of his.

- Now feel.

Jungkook leaned forward slightly just enough to rest his chin softly on her shoulder so he could have a better view of what was going on down there. He didn't only want to feel but see with his own eyes as well.

Soon enough light movements signed that their little baby girl was wanting to let herself be known. A giggle erupted from the young couple as they watched in awe.

No matter the difficulties they were gonna power through them. Just like Jungkook promised once and he planned on keeping that promise forever. He wasn't going to let them down once more.

Jus then another giggle came from the girl on his chest when she noticed the bright white color of his work shirt he still had on.

- Are you in your uniform still? - she turned her head to him.

- Sorry. I just wanted to come here as soon as possible.

- Do you want to have a shower together?

His eyes widened. It was hard enough for him to control himself while holding her warm, changing, blossoming body every day. They haven't done anything since finding out about the baby. At least not together...

Maybe it was shame that kept them from bringing it up even in front of only each other, ot maybe it was Jungkook's fear of hurting her in any way. Of course that was until a week ago. Since the scare they had sex was completely off the table for the duration of the pregnancy and post partum recovery.

- I'll just take a quick one, you stay in bed. - he suggested hoping it will give him the chance to shower alone to avoid any funny business.

Well... He couldn't convince her.

And he couldn't keep control. Not after she subconsciously bit her plump bottom lips. Not after she rid herself of any clothes. Not after her full breasts were right at arms reach.

His big palms flew onto her breasts, which were now covered with warm water. It was nice, it eased some of the pain in them. But her boyfriend's hands were doing wonders for her tender blossoms. The way he kept massaging made them leak a slightly yellow colored liquid. A few drops rolled down her curves onto her big belly.

Jungkook, in fear of having the running water from the shower wash away his newfound gold, turned the water off and got on his knees. Now he was in eye level with the liquid treasure. He wasted no time opening hsi mouth and licking them off of his pregnant girlfriend's bump. Whatever was left on her warm skin he rubbed it in.

He was lost in absolute bliss.

- The best moisturizer against stretch marks. - he panted with a mischievous grin on his face. - Look at you! Gorgeous carrying my child, gracefully growing together with out girl. Producing golden milk for our baby-

-and husband. - he finished his sentence.

All the while Y/n's eyes were closed, listening to every praise that left his mouth. If she would've had underwear on they would've been ruined that's how wet she's gotten. But a particular word made those eyes pop open with the speed of lightning.

- J-Jungkook... - she moaned.

The boy wasn't ready to get up yet. He was hungry for what she was giving him. All to him. All because of him.

He closed the space between his mouth and her wet lips, which proved to be difficult with a big curvy barrier that his forehead bumped into. But this couldn't stop him from getting what he desired. Not after so many months of silence.

- Nghh.. ahh! - she tried to muffle her moans of absolute pleasure to no avail.

The boy quickly turned the water back on to hopefully drown their sounds from other ears, all the while not stopping what he was busy with.

- I'm... I'm cumming!

Jungkook didn't free his mouth, he simply just lifted his hand to run it along he sides as a sign of permission.

The amount of precious juice she gave him made his already standing length harden even more.

- Fuck, princess...

He was gonna have to take care of that later.

- Let me help you. - she panted after coming down from her high, catching a glimpse of his throbbing member.

She was preparing to het on her knees with the help of leaning onto the shower door handle, but muscular arms cought her under the armpits to lift her back up.

- No baby, today is all about you. - he reassured her all the while his body protested with raging hormones.

Y/n wanted to protest, but his hungrily soft lips shut her up with a passionate kiss.

It was no secret to either of them that after he lovingly dried her off, helped dressing her, waited for her to close her eyes while he tucked her in for another well-deserved nap, he'll be going back into that damned shower to finish his business thinking about those milk-filled blossoms and child-filled womb.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/n: Holy ****... First time writing smut. Won't make a habit out of it probably, since I find it a bit boring XD but it's part of their relationship, so it had to be included at least once. Hope it wasn't too bad 😞

Ew! Dog Drool!// Hybrid! Namjoon Drabble

♡ Pregnancy Au, Hybrid Au, and Omegaverse Au ♡

“Namjoooon.”

Silence.

“Joonbug.”

Followed by silence. You exhaled sharply. “I know you were a guard dog, but this is a little much.” You're giggling creased after earning an over-the-shoulder glare from your husband.

He growled softly, returning his attention to his nonexistent ‘Post.’

You gasped. “Did you get growl at me? Kim. Nam. Joon” You often found it amusing when Namjoon’s alpha genes really kicks into overdrive.

At least he has a good reason; Not only are you his pride and joy but now, with a bun in the oven. He doesn't even want you out of the bedroom- as a matter of fact, The only way you get to bathe in the sunshine again is because you threw a hissy fit at the alpha.

To which he still is pissed off.

Fine by you; Namjoon is extremely attractive when heated, like right now. His large♡ back faced you as he watched our surroundings while thicc♡ arms tightly folded against his big muscular pecs ♡.

He's nowhere near you, but He had you seeing stars. He might have felt your stare or had his suspensions; Namjoon looked back at you for a split second.

“Namjoon.”

Silence.

“Joonie.”

Followed by more sil-

Thump...Thump.

His tail wagged at your sweet voice, erect, ready to do anything you asked without hesitation..unlike the rest of him.

“Aw, my joonie.” You teased, observing his tail go off the rails at your baby voice. “Do you want some treats? Mmm, yummy moon cakes.” At this point, You are just talking to his tail.

Namjoon’s growls grew more assertive as the blush on his face darkened. “ Grrrr! I'm busy trying to protect you, and you think everything is a joke.”

“We have a fence. Who's jumping over a big wall like this? You're just being possessive!”

“No! I'm being cautious! Unlike you, who doesn't give a fuck about your safety or our pup!.” His blasting, deep voice dominated yours.

To think this day started so well too. “Just because I'm not sitting outside!! Doesn't label me a bad mother, You mutt!”

The giant sour Hybrid towered over your tiny settled figure in comparison, unphased by his alpha musk wafting off him.

“What did you just call me?” Two large hands caged you in your seat, lowering his face to your eye level. Never mind the fact; You can see down his loose-fitting sleeveless shirt. You're getting a full eye of what's underneath his shirt—not complaining, of course.

You took a spot of tea. “All you do all day is bark with no bite sight.” You nonchalantly attempted to push Namjoon’s enormous body to the side. “You're blocking my sunlight, Pooch.”

One would think Namjoon’s jaw would snap over how firmly he's clenching it. He snatched your wrist up on your second attempt to make him move. He can't spank you at the moment, nor can he be as rough as he would like with you again.

Having no choice, Namjoon presses his soft lips against your knuckles- “Aw, how sweet-!?” You gasped at Namjoon’s wet muscle lapping up your skin in one long stroke. “Ew!!! Namjoon!?”

He deeply chuckled. “Tasty.”

Baby Talk - Part IV ~TEASER~

SOOOOO the chapter was supposed to post tonight, but Ryn didn't get a chance to check it out because of her work schedule and I don't want to post without her being able to take a full look at the content. So, here is a teaser from the beginning of the chapter that she did get to look at!

Sorry for the inconvenience guys! We're gonna aim for tomorrow evening for the full chapter to post!

Pairing: Jikook X Reader

Genre: Surrogacy!AU, Romance, Pregnancy!AU, Smut (Future)

Rating: 18+

Warnings: (FOR THE TEASER) Threats against a pregnant person (not descriptive), explicit language

Words: 329

You’d hit the 16 week mark and the boys were begging for you to get another ultrasound so they could see the babies better. And by the boys, you mean Jungkook.

“Please Y/N! I want to see them, they’re so small here. I know they’re getting bigger, look at you!” Jungkook cooed, palming your stomach gently. You huffed before nodding slowly.

“Alright alright, make the appointment and I’ll go,” you sighed, rubbing your face in exhaustion. You hadn’t been sleeping well recently, cramps and insomnia running rampant through your body.

Jimin came over with some food for you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Here you are, Y/N, bagel with cream cheese and mustard,” he smiled brightly.

“You’re so sweet, thank you,” you smiled.

“I’m sweet too! Why don’t you compliment me?” Jungkook pouted. You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“Kook, honestly,” you laughed. However, you froze in panic as you realized Jimin’s nickname for his partner slipped out of your lips.

Ohfuckohfuckohfuck

“You are sweet kookie, but, I win currently because I’m the most recent bringer of food, I get extra points,” Jimin smirked.

Your heart eased at the fact Jimin brushed over the blatant use of Jungkook’s pet name. But, there was still a thrumming in your veins. Panic thickening in your throat.

“I demand a recount,” Jungkook frowned. Jimin just smiled and rubbed his fingers over Jungkook’s face to soothe him.

Your fingers itched to do the same…

Ever since Jimin’s episode, you’ve felt so much closer to the two of them. The vulnerability and affection was getting harder to hide on your part. You were even starting to see something from them as well.

Or was it you wanting to see it, and making it appear?

You sighed and looked at your phone, a message coming across the screen.

UNKNOWN: you better watch your back you ungrateful bitch.

Ice cold fear trickled down your spine at the harsh words.

W-Who was this?

Agust Dad—Prologue

➭ summary: Your a producer from another company that he happened to be collaborating with on his 2nd album D-2. At the release party— one drunk action leads to another, you do the worst thing you can do in the industry and change your fate forever.

➭genre: short series, pregnancy au, idol au, angst, dad au

➭warnings: smut that includes unprotected s*x (don’t do that), cuss words, mention of alcohol and drinking, kinda rough s*x, a little dirty talk

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➭note: yoongi is leaving for the military so let’s make him a dad to patch up my grief☺️ Have to give credit where credit is due; this was inspired by a writer named sopebubbles. And ik it’s not clear but he is still in BTS

“I think, we should make a toast, to Mr Agust D himself of course.” The head producer said over the chatter in the lobby, noticeably drunk but it just so happened that everyone else was also. Even you.

But that was the point of the pre-release party. It was to celebrate how rich everyone were about to be and that everyone could relax after several hard months.

Even though you were only at the album camp for a week, only working on one song and from a entirety different company, somehow you found yourself at the rented hotel partying like the rest of the producers.

The infamous artist groans in embarrassment and this eggs everyone on further, raising their glasses towards him and applauding. “We are never doing this again.” Yoongi slurs, a little tipsy himself as he chuckles, the alcohol starting to loosen him up a bit.

It wasn’t like Yoongi always had his guard up, at least not around his colleagues anyways. He was just incredibly professional and slightly uptight. The two of you had spoken a handful of times while at the camp, mostly focusing on the song and the two of you worked well together.

You were from a more smaller company and when the two of you first met, he said he looked up some of the other collaborations that you did and was fond of your work. It was incredibly easy working with him and his team. No one could deny that the two of you had chemistry when it came to music. If you had a thought or suggestion Yoongi would practically finish your sentence. And if he wanted to change something you would already be on it.

Most of his other producers were amazed at how fast the two of you were working and how smooth it was going, which was half of the reason they wanted you to attend the party in the first place. The first producer to make the Agust D smile while working on a song instead of being tense.

But despite everything, you two hadn’t spoken much since then, so it was a surprise to you when he had stepped up to you when you alone in the kitchen, getting yourself another drink.

The first bottle of whiskey was already run dry, so you were to busy stumbling as you stood on your tippy toes to reach the other bottle in the cabinet to notice he had walked in the kitchen and was watching you from afar.

You hadn’t realized that he stood only a couple steps away from you, watching and analyzing your every move. His eyes wandering your body and curves as you struggled to reach the desired item. He couldn’t help but stare at your ass that was covered by your tight black skirt and watched as your breasts jiggled the more you stumbled and reached for the drink.

With his own new desire in mind, Yoongi finally advanced towards you. Making his movements slow and menacing, not stopping until he was behind you and his back was almost pressed against you.

Feeling the sudden body heat you spun around, your eyes widening even further when they meet his dark brown ones. You back away slightly, trying to create some distance but move hip first into the counter behind you causing you to wince in pain.

“You should be more careful, Y/N-ah.” He spoke in a soothing low tone, suppressing a small smirk when he saw how flustered you got, your cheeks even more red now and not just from the alcohol.

“Sorry, Min Yoongi-ssi.” You mumble with a nervous chuckle trying to stay professional and not get sucked in by his expensive perfume and deep gaze. It had already been heard enough to ignore his beauty during camp.

He lets out a deep chuckle, cracking a small friendly smile that hides his true intentions. “No need to be so formal Y/N.” He says, tilting his head slightly to take in more of your features.

He had spent almost a full week with you, and of course he noticed how pretty you were but he paid no mind to it. After all, he was focused on his work and he had seen better woman before. But now he had gotten a good full look at you with more of an (hazy) open mind.

“Ah, Y/N-ah don't you know? You shouldn't apologize to me when you're in no wrong. You shouldn't lower yourself to me so much." He said his smile turning more into a smirk.

“And plus, I’d say we have gotten quite close,” he spoke, his voice getting more quiet as he leaned more into you, pinning you between the counter and his body. “Don’t you think?” He asked with a smile smirk, having gotten you right where he wanted you.

“Wow,” You breathed out, glancing around the empty kitchen as if you were imagining everything that was happening. Guiltily, you had already had some inappropriate thoughts about him before thanks to his song lyrics but you knew better not to act on them.

“I guess so...” Your voice trailed out and you think you’re being discreet about finding an exit but Yoongi notices.

He leans more against you body so that by now they are touching. He continues to focus his eyes on you before effortlessly reaching an arm above your head as he grabs the drink for you.

Your eyes light up at the drink, even though it’s clear you don’t really need any more. “Thank you Yoongi-ah~” you slur while reaching for it but he pulls his arm back and takes the bottle out of your reach much to your confusion.

He chuckles with a soft smile at the cute expression, this one being more genuine than the last. “I don’t think you need anymore of this.” He says with a smug smile as he looks down at you. Yoongi moved one of his arms down and placed his hand on your hip that bumped into the counter earlier. The other hand still on the drink. He smirked once again as he moved his face closer to yours. "I wouldn't like for you to get hurt again."

Your throat hitches as you feel his warm hand on your hip, drawing small circles into it as he spoke in a soft tone. You finally see the hint of lust in his eyes that you failed to notice before and your heart thumps.

“You’re right. I think I’ll just go back to the party.” You say with a nervous chuckle, trying to somehow squeeze past him to get to the lobby while still being trapped between him and the counter behind you.

"I wouldn't advise you to go to the party. It's noisy and loud, there'll be too many people." Yoongi subtly brought his other arm with the bottle down and placed it on the counter, blocking all of your exits.

Now knowing where this was going you lean back more into the counter. “I don’t think this is a good idea.” You whisper looking down and away from his face so you’re not tempted to do anything that could possibly put your job in jeopardy.

“Why?” He said in a confident deep tone. “You know company’s have loosened up, and we’re grown adults.” Yoongi said with a soft chuckle as he leans closer to where you could feel his breath on your shoulder, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

“We’re from different companies.” You whisper, breathing getting heavy as the tension in the room starts to get hotter. Three drinks ago you wouldn’t even be considering about this, and maybe he wouldn’t even be either. But here you were.

“That's the best part." Yoongi said in a low voice as he took two fingers to move your chin so you were looking directly at him. He brushed your hair out of your eyes before tucking it behind your ear.

"No one from your company is even here and no one of my company knows you." He states calmly, giving you his signature smile for reassurance but the look of passion in his eyes tells a different story.

Your breathing becomes hitched as the hand on your hip begins to move to caress your side. He takes a swig of the alcohol as if to say ‘fuck it’ before quickly planting a hungry kiss on your exposed neck.

You bite your bottom lip to hold in a gasp as his wet soft lips hit your skin. His grip tightens on your hip as he kisses a trail down your neck "You're so beautiful," he breathes against your skin, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

Your mind is hazy from the alcohol and his touch and suddenly all logical thinking begins to dissolve. All you can think about is how touch deprived you’ve been for years. How one of the most richest and famous person alive were telling you how beautiful you were. You can’t remember the last time you’ve let yourself let loose and release some steam.

He leans in close and presses his lips against yours, his tongue moving against them in a slow glide before pulling away. "No one has to know. Except for you and me." He says in a husky voice.

Now that he has you in his grasp, he gently takes your hand in his and leads you both out of the kitchen and upstairs to a one of the many empty hotel rooms that would soon be filled with drunk coworkers.

As soon as you step inside the room, he shuts the door behind him and locks it securely. He moves towards you again, placing a sloppy but firm kiss so you can taste the mix of alcohol on his lips while holding onto your waist tightly.

This time you return the kiss, now with your own hunger. “So pretty..” he praises again when he pulls away to catch his breath.

He starts kissing down your neck, his hand quickly moving to reach down to your blouse and unbutton it. You can feel the heat rising between you two, your breaths become shorter and quicker, your hearts racing in sync as he successfully gets your shirt off and on the ground.

You don’t have time to think as his hands move up to your breasts, feeling their weight and massaging them as he kisses you deeper. As he reaches your cleavage, he begins to undo your bra, letting go of your breasts so he could remove it completely. He holds the kiss as he does so causing your breathing to become faster and heavier at his touch. It was like an addiction, that you couldn’t get enough of.

He steps back, taking in your beautiful breasts for a moment before concluding that you needed all of your clothes off. He moves down and starts kissing all around your neck, chin, and jawline, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses and uses this as an opportunity to push you towards a nearby couch.

He kicks off his shoes as you collapse on the couch and he does the honors of taking off your heels for you as you quickly get off his shirt. He leans forward, and presses another passionate kiss against yours. “I’ve waited months for this..” he mumbles into the kiss, lying right out of his teeth.

His hands start to roam again, this time he takes the waistband of your skirt and pulls it down to your legs. “Let’s make sure you’re nice and wet for me..” he says in a deep husky voice as he slips his hand through your underwear feeling your wet fabric first.

You shiver when his fingers brush against your slit and as soon as he feels how soaked you are, he smiles widely leaning in to kiss you again. “So wet..” he hums before pulling his warm fingers away to pull down your underwear completely.

So having seen and felt enough, Yoongi unbuckles his pants and lets them fall to his knees. You can see the outline of his hard cock tugging at his boxers. He finally removes his boxers and his cock springs out, precum already leaking in anticipation. If being completely sober you would be more embarrassed of the situation, but your mind is to clouded by lust and warmth that you can take in his body completely.

He moves closer towards you once more, pressing himself firmly against you so that you're able to see every inch of him pressed against your stomach. "Mmmh...you like what you see?" he asks softly, as he wraps his hand around his cock.

You nod, a little to quickly as you watch him with pleading eyes. He smirks at your needy gaze, his hips moving into his hand involuntarily as he rubs his hand over your thigh.

Feeling your heat, he leans forward and kisses you, deepening the kiss as he slides his hands up your thighs to your hips. He squeezes them tightly, holding you in place as he slowly rubs himself against your entrance. He places one hand behind your neck while the other holds your hip firmly, gently pushing his cock inside you. You gasp loudly from the sudden pressure, but Yoongi only grins widely as he begins thrusting his hips slowly.

He lets out a grunt as he slowly pushes his painfully hard cock inside you, “So tight.. So wet..” he practically growls at the feeling of your warmth.

Your eyes shut tightly as he continues to slam his cock against your walls as he grips your hip tightly with both hands. “Look at me when I fuck you, Y/N..” he says in a demanding tone making you moan loudly in response your eyes fluttering open to look at him and you can admit it’s a beautiful sight. Never had you thought you’d be getting fucked by a famous idol like this, but now that it was happening you might as well take in all the sights.

“Fuck..that’s right..” he mumbles in a rough voice as he grips your hips tightly, his muscles tensing with every thrust he makes. It doesn’t take long after that till you’re clenching around him, moaning loudly as he drives you to a much needed orgasm that fills you with ecstasy.

His breathing becomes heavy too, sweat dripping off his forehead as he continues pounding. "Good girl..." He whispers huskily before kissing you passionately again.

In one swift motion he takes both hands and grips your hips tightly, lifting you up and off of the couch so he can sit down instead and places you on top of his lap still keeping himself buried deep within you.

Once comfortable sat up against the couch, he starts to move inside of you once again, starting off slow before speeding up. His thrusts are rougher than before, his hips slamming into yours as he holds your tightly to keep you in upright on his lap.

His thrusts become more needy and sloppy, causing you to bounce back and forth across his lap as he grunts softly as he feels himself getting close. He leans forward, holding onto your waist for support as he begins moving faster and harder, driving his cock deeper and deeper inside you until he finally releasing all of his hot cum inside of you.

The two of you stay like that a for a little, his warm cock buried deep inside of you as you try to steady your breathing.

Once Yoongi sees your breathing start to slow and you begin to come down from your high, he shifts his position so his laid down on the couch and you’re on top of his chest.

Your eyes flutter close shortly after, and when they finally open back up in the morning, Yoongi is gone.

Leaving you alone with the gruesome realization of how big of a mistake you’ve made.

Agust Dad—Four

➭ summary: Your a producer from another company that he happened to be collaborating with on his 2nd album D-2. At the release party— one drunk action leads to another, you do the worst thing you can do in the industry and change your fate forever.

➭genre: short series, pregnancy au, idol au, angst, dad au

➭warnings: a couple cuss words, mention of abortion

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note: this was supposed to be done yesterday, oopsies. Updated the tag list for everyone who wanted to be on it and some of them don’t work for some reason

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A week later, Yoongi is at your house again. But this time it feels like a dream.

Unlike the last visits, there’s a nice and expensive car parked outside with tinted windows. And also unlike the last times, he attempts to cover up his face.

He has a mask under his chin with black sunglasses that matches the black beanie he has on to cover most of his hair.

You hate that he still looks nice.

You take your eyes out of the peephole and open the door to greet him face and to face. You also have glasses on the cover your eyes (and the black bags under them) and a mask.

“You didn’t have to walk me to the car..” You mumble as you step out and close the door behind you.

“In a neighborhood like this, and a porch like this...” his voice trails off as he glances around the outside of your house with a slight repulsed expression.

You roll your eyes as you step down the stairs and to his car, quickly pushing back the thought of him actually caring about you on the way down.

“The company hadn’t really blew up yet,” you say in response to his comment on your house. “Which is probably why they sold their souls to HYBE..” you remark in a low voice as you get into the passenger seat.

You hear Yoongi snicker at your comment as he gets in the drivers seat but doesn’t say anything else. It's only a few days since he first found out that the baby was his. In the subsequent days, you've spoken at length with him about the situation.

He let you know that he had done you the honors of canceling your original appointment and setting something up with a more professional and private hospital that worked with celebrities and idols. Even though he thought you would freak out about it, you didn’t. It just shows further that he seems committed to being involved in your baby's life, which is a relief but also makes you nervous.

The two of you show up at the clinic together, and it's the first time you've spent time one-on-one since you got pregnant. It's also the first time you've properly spoken, without the usual tension between you.

Yoongi walks alongside you, his expression soft and his gaze almost gentle but also serious.

The time passes in a flash, and before you know it, you're in the room, getting an ultrasound with Yoongi standing next to you, his eyes glued to the screen as the doctor goes about her work.

Your eyes are also glued to the screen. There’s no isn’t much on it, the baby being small and it doesn’t even look human. But you can’t help but get slightly emotional at the sight of it.

“Wow,” the doctor exclaims, taking off the stethoscope out of her ears and putting it on yours instead. The other end is pressed against your stomach, and your eyes widen when you hear a fast heartbeat in your ears.

It isn’t your heartbeat. It’s your baby’s.

Your glossy eyes trail over to Yoongi, listening to the heartbeat as the doctor pull as away to look at her clipboard. She writes something down and then takes the stethoscope out of your ears. “You wanna listen, dad?” She asks Yoongi, catching him off guard.

You can tell he is caught off guard, his eyes flicking to you and then to the doctor. He swallows a lump on his throat and silently walks over to you. The stethoscope slowly goes into his ears and you watch his body freeze as his dark brown eyes meet yours.

“Well, your baby is very healthy congratulations.” She starts off as you try to tear your eyes away from Yoongi’s. “And you’re due sometime in early or mid March.”

Her sentence damn near knocks the wind out of you. This time, Yoongi’s emotions are clear to you, his eyes widen slightly and filled with emotion. You can’t help but chuckle at the crazy circumstance.

Yoongi’s birthday was in March.

You weren’t planning to go back to work until the morning sickness died down, but you can’t help but feel a different sinking filling in your stomach when you stood outside of your bosses office after he called you in.

You take a breath and walk in the door, your feet immediately freezing when you see much more than your boss in the room.

Bang Si-Hyuk.

Hitman Bang.

This couldn’t be good.

“Ah, Ms Y/N. Please, sit down.” He says when he notices you, gesturing towards a chair by the table he was sitting out.

Cautiously, you make your way to a seat and sit down and just when your butt hits the chair, the door opens.

You grow pale when you glance up and see Yoongi walk into the room. He doesn’t notice you right away, but when he does he lets out a curse under his breath. “Shit.”

This definitely wasn’t good.

“Ah, Yoongi. Come sit.” Bang says, his smile only widening when he sees Yoongi. Yoongi goes to take a seat across from you but he doesn’t seem to be thrilled that he is here.

It’s quiet for a minute, Bang Si-Hyuk just looking back and forth at you and Yoongi, analyzing the two of you but you can’t even look at Yoongi. The tension between the three of you is almost palpable.

“Just curious, how do you two know each other?” He speaks after moment of silence that feels like years. You shift uncomfortably in your chair but can’t bring yourself to answer. You can’t even bring yourself to look at him as he talked.

Yoongi doesn’t bother saying either his gaze looking entirely unperturbed but even he can’t stare at his boss. He clearly anticipated that something like this would happen, and he's not ready to defend you just yet. It was like the two of you were caught kissing under the bleachers and were in the principals office.

“You must know each other well seeing as though Yoongi took you to a private doctor and stayed in there with you through the whole thing and then came out holding hands.” He speaks again in a daring and mocking tone but the two of you stay quiet, your heart thumping as he brings up the private doctor.

“Well, maybe the HYBE employee who saw you got it wrong. Maybe he was misunderstood the situation,” he says again, taking a pause as he leans closer to you. “Why were you there? Was it an abortion?”

You see Yoongi’s eyes snap up to his boss at the corner of your eye. His gaze hardens and he clenches his jaw. Si-Hyuk notices this as well and glances at you and then back at Yoongi with a dry chuckle.

He leans back and folds his arms, opening his mouth to say anything but you speak first before he can say anything else bold to provoke an answer out of Yoongi.

“It was my seven week ultrasound.” You sprout out, your eyes widening in shock as if you weren’t the one that said it.

It gets quiet again as Si-Hyuk slowly turns to look at you, looking amused as he lets out a long dramatic sigh. “Ms, are you aware that having relations with someone in the same company is not aloud?” He asks calmly and your eyes widen.

Your mortified. Panicked and scared. Your worst fear was coming to life. You were going to loose your job. As the reality of your situation starts to set in, your face heats up and you feel your heart in your throat. Si-Hyuk isn't kidding, and you're about to lose your job.

"Boss, I don't think you understand. It was a one-night thing–"

"A one-night thing that resulted in a baby." Si-Hyuk says in a clipped tone, cutting you off.

“Expect she wasn’t at the company when this happened.” Yoongi speaks up quickly for you, who is to busy panicking and frozen to point that out yourself.

“Still, no relations with one another are aloud here.” Si-Hyuk responds calmly to him.

“There is no relations.” Yoongi rebutted quickly and you can’t help but feel a sharp pain in your heart at his words, almost physically flinching back.

You don’t know why, put there’s a sting that washes over you at how fast he responded. How fast he denied having any connecting with you, days after he listened to the baby’s heart rate.

You know you’re sensitive, that maybe he was just trying to help keep your job. And you shouldn’t feel heartbroken but you do. And you hate that you do.

“Great, so you’ll have no problem with me firing her.” Si-Hyuk snaps you out of your trance, your face paling as your eyes widen.

Your eyes snap towards Yoongi in shock and you catch him get a glimpse at your mortified face as he shakes his head and cusses again. “Shit.”

“You know this isn’t fucking fair. There are laws. You can’t fire her over this.” He argues as Si-Hyuk basically laughs in his face.

“Watch me.” He says simply and you don’t know if you want Yoongi to keep defending you or want him to shut up instead. Before anyone can speak again Si-Hyuk turns towards you again. “Y/N, you’re fired. I expect your things to be cleared by tomorrow evening.”

Your mouth falls open in shock, and the color drains from your already pale face. Your heart thumps at his words, too stunned to speak as tears cloud your eyes, making your vision blur. “Wait, please-“ you try to plead in a panic.

You had just switched to this company and it was your only money source. You knew that being a solo producer was inconsistent and you were likely to get scammed by whoever you worked with.

“You’re dismissed.” He cuts you off quickly, gesturing to the door and your to stunned to speak more. You’re to shocked at everything that you can’t even peg for your job back. “Yoongi, I still have things to discuss with you.”

With a heavy breathing and a pained feeling in your chest, you slowly get up from the chair, bowing to him to side the tears in your eyes before quickly stumbling out of the door.

You can't believe that you just lost your job, all because of a mistake you made in a moment of weakness.

When you’re in the hallway you hear Yoongi start to yell at him but you can’t make out the words, you don’t want to know. You just want to get far away, and cry. All you wanted was for this day to go by normally, but instead you've been faced with the reality of your situation.

Your boss doesn't care.

Your future more uncertain than it was before.

You start to walk down the empty hallway, hugging your arms as tears fall uncontrollably as you let out a sniffle. The weight of someone’s hands on your shoulders snap you back to reality. When you turn around your face to face with Yoongi.

It’s Yoongi.

“Hey, I can try to change his mind or pull some strings—“ he tries to say but you just shrug his hand off your shoulder.

“Haven’t you done enough?” You snap at him with a harsh tone but it doesn’t even make him flinch. “I have nothing now. All because you wouldn’t leave me alone like I told you to.” You have tears in your eyes, because despite everything, you desperately wanted this to work. Because you desperately wanted everything to be okay.

“So just leave me alone now, please.” Your voice shakes and is filled with emotion. Your words seem to have the effect of taking Yoongi by surprise. His arms drop to his sides and his body language shifts, his focus turning inwards. You can almost see the thoughts racing across his head.

He looks like he wants to say something too, like he is carefully picking out his words before saying them. But you don’t want to hear anything he has to say. You don’t want to see him. You don’t want him to continuously make a mess of your life.

You know how whiny you should and that you should be grateful to have an idol who isn’t willing to leave you in the dust, but you can’t help but wish he had.

He pauses for a moment and lets out a sigh, before speaking. “I have a feeling that’s going to become impossible Y/N.” He states, much to your confusion.

“And why is that?” You ask him suspiciously as your cheeks start to dry up and you let out s sniffle.

“Bang what’s to get ahead of this before the media does,” he speaks cautiously and carefully, tip toeing around the point and that makes you even more anxious. “He isn’t going to use your name, but in case someone found out he didn’t want any trace of you at the company to avoid a scandal so he had to fire you—“

“Use my name for what?” You cut him off firmly, taking a step closer to him as you look at him straight in the eyes.

“I told him I want to be in the baby’s life,” your heart beats faster at his words. You were telling him to stay away after he just told his boss he wanted to be involved. He hasn’t cracked yet.

He continues, “So before anyone else can find out, he’s releasing a statement saying that I’ve been in a two year relationship and have a baby on the way.”

Great.

Sanative

Husband!Jeongguk x Pregnant Wife!Reader

WordCount: 19.8k

Genre: Angst, Healing, Smut, Marriage!AU

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of Kidnapping, Mentions of Small Amounts of Food

Warnings: Heart Breaking Thoughts, Angst, Healing, Emotional, Praise, Fingering, Begging, Daddy Kink, Thigh Riding, Fellatio, Lactation Kink, Milk Drinking, Throat Fucking, Glazed Donut!OC, Cunnilingus, Degradation, Somewhat Dom!Guk, Sub!OC, Squirting, Rough Pregnant Sex, Finger Sucking, Multiple Orgasms, Creampie

A/N: Soooooo this is a fic I’ve been working on since February, FEBRUARY! And it’s finally done. I’m really so so so proud of this fic. I worked super hard on it. It’s a fic about love and healing, coming back to a loved one after something shakes their relationship to the core. It’s uplifting and comforting and it makes my heart warm. I hope you guys enjoy it! Really huge thank you to @xjoonchildx​, @ladyartemesia​, @ppersonna​ for sticking with me and reading every little change I’ve made to it!

Silence – the absence of sound is sometimes deafening.

In silence, true silence, other sounds tend to bleed in like a gentle hum.

In Jeon Jeongguk’s silence everything is always louder – the clock ticking away seconds, the sound of his own heart beating catastrophically slow, the sound of gentle breathing across the room.

It drives him insane.

It drives him up the wall.

He’s been so used to sitting in silence that everything just sounds so fucking loud.

The way nails are currently scratching against the rich fabric of the arm chair across from him.

The sound of a bus honking in the distance.

It all resounds through his skull.

“-Guk. Jeongguk?”

Taking a sharp breath, he looks up at the nail scratching culprit.

“Yes, Dr. Kim,” he breathes, loosening his tie.

“Namjoon, please. Do you-Do you want to talk about your progress this week?” Kim Namjoon inquires, looking down at his clipboard.

Guk tilts his head, watching Namjoon’s fingers card through the multitude of sheets.

What has he written down?

“There’s been no progress this week.” he replies, looking down at his lap.

Dr. Kim nods astutely. “Well it takes time for people to come back to themselves… as well as others after what your wife went through. It’s only natural.”

The only thing that Jeongguk thinks is how unnatural life is at the moment.

“Are you experiencing anger?”

Yes.

“Experiencing grief or loss for what your life used to be?”

Oh, yes.

“Are you trying to be strong for her when you can barely stand on your own?”

Fuck, yes.

“No.” Jeongguk states, looking up at the therapist.

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