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An alpha!Michael x omega!Alto ABO AU where they were an established couple, and an unprotected night resulted in an unexpected pregnancy

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Alto didn’t find out until the night Ranka planned to leave Frontier to return Ai-kun to his home planet. 

Brera, compelled by a strange gut instinct, checked his physical condition before knocking the pistol out of his hand and subduing him rather than resorting to more violent tactics. 

“You shouldn’t get worked up in your condition,” he told him, and Alto growled. 

“What the hell’s that supposed to mean?!” 

“Stress isn’t good for an omega with child.” 

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Silence. 

There was only a tiny gasp of surprise from Ranka, and tears broke their dams in Alto’s eyes. 

It...it couldn’t be true. It couldn’t be! 

Oh, but it was. The proof was in Brera’s holographic screens that he so kindly pulled up to show him. 

Michael left this world with all of him, but he left a piece of himself in Alto. 

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Notes

MihaAru’s relationship was a secret. Everybody knew they weren’t single, but nobody knew who their partners were. It was kind of a game amongst the Mihoshi students to guess who MihaAru were seeing, and there was most likely a betting pool out there. 

Klan took this pretty hard. Her childhood friend didn’t choose her and was seeing some mysterious person he refused to tell her about. What was so special about them? Why keep it a secret? Did they even exist at all, or was it some kind of trick to keep all the suitors off his back? 

When Sheryl asked if Alto was making excuses to his partner—perhaps that girl, Ranka—during their little outing, Alto was terse, “No, we trust each other.” That was all the confirmation Sheryl needed to know she was with a taken man. So, being the mature person she was, she didn’t make anymore advances toward him but did take every opportunity to tease him about his mystery girl- or boyfriend.

Ranka never figured out Alto was already seeing someone until that night when Brera revealed to Alto that he was pregnant. She never asked, and he never perceived her gestures as romantic. If he was seeing anyone, Ranka guessed it was Sheryl, her rival, and she continued to think that until after the conflict with the Vajra was resolved. 

While Sheryl was able to deduce that MihaAru were an item just by watching them, it was revealed to Klan when Michael died, when his last words were an apology and a farewell to Alto. Ranka had to be told when she asked if the baby was Sheryl’s. 

Following the revelation of his pregnancy, Alto was hysterical. The Vajra took his baby’s father, and Michael left him all alone to raise them. How could he’ve possibly thought straight regarding the Vajra after this was dumped on him? 

He wanted to do nothing more than to eradicate the insectoid race with his own hands, but Klan was the one who brought him back to reality. “A piece of Michel is inside you right now. A part of him is still here,” she told him. “Don’t you dare run headlong into danger when they’re the only link to Michel we have now!” 

She then vowed to him that she’d get revenge for the both of them, and that Alto should take care of himself and the baby in Michael’s name if nothing else. 

After the final conflict with Grace, Klan and Alto bonded over their mutual loss and even became a couple, raising the baby together on the Frontier’s new planet. 

If “Wings of Goodbye” had Been an ABOverse

Just imagine if omega!Alto had gotten pregnant after an unbridled night with alpha!Sheryl, and when he returned (from wherever tf he was taken), Sheryl woke up to see him at her bedside with a small child in his lap.

Also imagine if Alto died when their child was eight or so, and they grew up wanting to be a pilot just like their mother, but Sheryl disapproved, fearing that she’d lose them, too. 

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.

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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!

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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.)

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Only Teens 3

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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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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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.

~

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 😞

Love Your Kids - Please repost this.

One of the many things that concerns me is the catastrophic amount of anxiety and depression in kids today. I care about everyone who has these afflictions but kids are defenseless. Adults have years of experience at this. Most who have survived to become adults have either become fatigued to it, to one degree or another, or they have developed defenses against it. The only defense kids have is peer support and drugs. I don’t condone drugs but I’m certainly not going to condemn those who use drugs. The pain of anxiety and depression can be more than a person can bear and if you have no other means of relief then that is what you’re going to turn to. Parents who warn their kids against drugs because drugs can kill are clueless. Many kids w anxiety and depression don’t care if they live or die. They want relief one way or another. If they die in the process then that’s just fine w them. It’s not fine w me though. My heart fucking breaks for these kids. I love all of them as if they were my own. I read their blogs and I see what they’re going through. They want so badly to be happy and normal. Their blogs consist of their hopes and aspirations interspersed w their expressions of sadness, loneliness, fear and desperation. A lot of parents listen and feel as hopeless for their kids as their kids do. And, unfortunately, a lot of them don’t. These kids largely want one thing: love and acceptance for who and what they are. Is that so fucking hard to give them?

So, I sit here wondering and worrying on this Friday afternoon, what kid is going to overdose at a party tonight trying to forget the pressures of school? What kid is going to sit alone tonight w tears streaming down their face while they cut themselves? What kid is going to get pregnant tonight hoping to be loved? What kids heart is going to get ripped out tonight because their boyfriend or girlfriend doesn’t love them anymore? What kid is going to going to get trashed tonight for coming out? What girl is going to allow herself to be bitch slapped and humiliated tonight just so she feels like someone cares? What kid is going to collapse from malnutrition tonight after starving their self all week just to fit in yet another size smaller? What kid is going to runaway tonight because they can’t take anymore beatings. What kid…no, how many of these beautiful kids are going to die tonight because of one of these things and more?

To those parents who abuse their kids in whatever way, for whatever reason and to whatever degree: You played God and gave your kids the gift of life and all the gore that goes w it. They are now the most important responsibility you have for the rest of your life. The time for self indulgence is over. Life can be a horrifying experience. Your most important job is to protect them from the horror and to give them as much happiness as you can. Sit down and talk w them. Listen to them. Be compassionate and try to understand them. Try to help them in any way that you can. No matter what age they are, hold them and let them cry and cry w them. Let them be angry and be angry w them. Let them have hope and have hope w them. Tell them that you love them. They need this. They need you.  ~ Trabue Gentry

First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die

How you dying 👀

“were you going to listen to 𝙑𝘼𝙋𝙊𝙍𝙒𝘼𝙑𝙀 in Sunday school?”

Sayonara Shinjuku

The girl stood on the edge of the skyscraper. Her heart, like the night sky above, was etched in darkness. She looked down upon the apathetic citizens of Shinjuku as they went about their boring lives.

Salarymen rushing to catch the last train.

Drunken vagrants hassling for change.

Nightwalkers bringing their clients into love hotels.

" What a drag." She muttered.

Up until a week ago, her life was normal.

Up until a week ago, she had no reason to die.

But now?

Her feet were almost off the edge.

Her balance was supported only by her heels.

" Goodbye Shinjuku. I don't need you anymore and i'm sure you feel the same way. Oh. Im sure you wont be missed either." The girl said while staring at her stomach.

The father discarded them with a callousness she thought impossible. He had fed her so many expert lies about love and commitment. She adamantly kept their relationship secret from students and faculty. The girl thought she had done right by her lover. He repaid all her efforts with apathetic stares and crumpled dollar bills.

She wondered of she would make it on the news after this. That would make it impossible for her to be ignored. Yes, that would be the best ending.

With one final step, her body plummeted.

The lights and sounds of the city all became a blur.

In a moment, she would become red splatter.

She'd be forgotten by the next morning.

No more regrets.

No more bitter sentiments.

All she had left were the memories of one week prior.

Falsified Romance

The city of Brooklyn was coated in a thick layer of snow. School was closed, harsh winds were blowing and people wanted nothing more than to stay inside. Despite the cruel weather, Aria called Maxine over to her apartment to have a private chat. They only had so much time before Aria’s mom would return home. Maxine hung her snow-covered jacket by the door and met Aria in her bedroom.

“ You sounded really tense on the phone. Is everything ok?” Maxine asked.

Aria nervously paced around the room and looked at Maxine with moist eyes. “ No. Not really. I never expected this to happen but”- Aria paused to catch her breath-” I'm pregnant and Shawn is the father.”Aria wasn’t sure how she found the strength to say those words but she did.

Maxine’s eyes flared up before immediately slapping Aria across the face. Everyone nearby could hear the crack of the slap and some even turned on their phone cameras anticipating a fight. Aria slowly rubbed her cheek and tried to keep her temper in check. She didn't want to fight her friend. She knew it would only make things even worse.

“What happened to you Aria? We used to make fun of the type of girls who get knocked up in high school and promised not to end up like them. You were never a saint- nobody in this neighborhood is- but you were still better than who you are now. You know your mom can’t afford this baby and she’ll kill you if she finds out. Why would you be so stupid? It's not like I don't understand why you did it. I get it. Shawn is this charming guy with all this money and one day he has his eyes set on you. You probably thought he’d be your ticket outta here. Sorry to say this, but guys like him won't take you too far. You're only entertainment for him. He can find girls like you anywhere."

Aria rolled her eyes with her hands placed firmly on her hips.

“You wouldn't understand because you're still living the life I left behind. I don't need to fight other girls and steal their money like we used to do. Ever since Shawn and I met, he’s been taking care of me and mom even though she doesn't know anything. He loves me and protects me. I can't give him up for anything. I admit the pregnancy was definitely a mistake. We used protection so I have no idea how this happened.”

“Is this the same Shawn who disappeared as soon as he found out you were pregnant? Or maybe it's the other Shawn who’s been sleeping with other girls your entire relationship. He doesn't love you, Aria. You're just another girl he can play with and everyone can see it but you. Grow up!”

“ let's end things right here. If we keep talking we’ll end up fighting and I definitely don’t want that happening. Get outta here and give me some room to myself. I know you're trying to help me out but you’ve said too much.” Aria said.

“ Fine, I'll leave. If something  goes wrong don't come running to me for help.”

Maxine grabbed her coat and slammed the door behind her. Aria watched her walk away from her window as Maxine turned to look at her for a brief moment. There was too much distance to say for certain, but, Aria could've sworn she saw Maxine cry. Aria lay on her reflecting on the argument that ensued. She was angry yet she couldn't help feeling that she was in the wrong. She knew Shawn was a dangerous guy to hook up with but he was the first man that said he loved her. There was no father in her life to say those words and the boys in the neighborhood had lust for any female to cross their path. 

'Maybe I can still talk things out with him. If he really loves me, he won’t leave me to suffer like this. I’ll prove to Maxine she was wrong'.Even as the words entered her mind, Aria doubted that her situation would have such an easy solution. After about an hour of self-reflection, Aria put on her winter clothes and left her apartment. She would go to Shawn’s hideout and finally settle everything. When Aria boarded the bus, she reflected on everything Maxine said again. She didn't want to admit it, but she knew she really had changed. Growing up poor with a single mother, Aria had a reason to be angry since day one. She hated seeing her mom work so hard just to barely get by. She was exactly like the other moms in their housing project. Slaving away for nothing.

'I can't end up like her', Aria would often think to herself.  She'd rather be a criminal who stole from the wealthy than busting her back as a nurse in a local hospital with nothing to show for it. Being a blue-collared worker meant supporting a government that couldn't care less about you. Thieves are simply taking what’s due to them. The government loved to make life harder for poor people so it was only natural they pay the system back in kind.

It was that ideology that led her to Shawn. She was in a store, looking to grab some things off the shelves and run. There was barely anything left in the fridge at home and Aria's mom could only patiently wait for her next check. It was her first time shoplifting in a different neighborhood so she was anxious and out of place. She awkwardly stood in front of an aisle of food, her wobbling arms outstretched.  Before Aria could make a move she felt a big hand grab her by the shoulder.

“It’s too late to do any stealing. You've already made it too hot with all that fidgeting you did earlier. I know a good spot we can go to.”

Aria was prepared to be reprimanded by the store manager but instead, she got advice from local thug Shawn. The two hit it off smoothly after that. Shawn would get her fancy gifts she would show off to the girls in her gang. The fancy clothes and jewelry let everybody know that Aria was Shawn’s property. She wasn’t that “violent girl living in the projects” anymore. She felt special and was finally living a life worth living.

Shawn had moments where he could be terrifying though. There were days when he would get so angry and make Aria feel degraded. He would get into these moods where he couldn't help but insult Aria while reminding her where she came from. She had known about the other girls in his life but never came to terms with it. Yes, Shawn had fooled around with a countless amount of girls but Aria wanted to believe she was the special one. Delusions could only go so far, however. This insecurity would burrow in her mind and eat away at her self-esteem.

Aria could feel the dread building in her soul as she entered the old worn down brownstone. It was an ocean of snow outside yet this place felt colder than any winter to grace Brooklyn. Her ebony seemed to grow paler with every second she spent outside. Her nose was immediately assaulted with the stench of beer and weed. The floorboards looked like the entire city took turns stomping on them and the walls had more crack than the actual drug on the floor. Aria usually took pride in her Gucci jacket over her Armani Exchange sweater but now she just wanted to rip it off. It was the same reaction meat lovers have when they see slaughterhouses. They like the product but not how it's made. Aria glanced at the neat rows of white powder lined up to the sides. The same substance that paid for her wardrobe. She tiptoed up the stairs but it did any good. The loud creaky stairs were practically alarm bells. As soon as she hit the first step her eyes locked with Shawn, standing at the end of the hallway. A solid minute of absolute silence.

Shawn used to have a fire in his eyes that could fill most girls with warmth. The flame had long since kindled and it was an icy stare. They both knew what had to be said but the words were too shy to come out.

“We… we have to do something about this baby.” Aria’s voice was barely a whisper.

“YOU have to do something. I already told you I don't want nothing with that bastard child. You made your choice so don't try to bring me into it.”

“Excuse me?!?! We both played a part in this mess so don't you even dare play innocent. I need the abortion money.”

 Shawn traced his fingers across his temple, massaging the veins on the brink of bursting.

 “Look, you already pissed me off the other day coming out of nowhere talking about you pregnant. I don’t need you begging me for money.”

“It wasn’t the other day, it was two weeks ago! That’s how long you’ve been ignoring me. You need to take care of this baby. You know I can barely afford to take care of myself. Come with me to the hospital and pretend to be my dad so I can get this abortion already. I’m done with all the BS you’ve been giving me.” Said Aria

“Why you acting like I’m the only one who made this child? You’re the one who decided to get pregnant! We used protection and everything. You probably put a hole in the rubber to suck some more money outta me. The only thing girls in this neighborhood ever want is want is my money.”

Aria wanted to smack him but knew full well Shawn wouldn’t think twice about knocking her out. “I fell” wouldn’t get by her mom the second time.

“You’re taking care of this baby one way or another. All of this,” Aria said while pointing to the copious amounts of drugs, “is gonna get you in jail. I’ll keep quiet if you do me a small favor. Just something a would-be dad is supposed to do.

Shawn’s fists clenched as his cold stare morphed into a scowl. The fire’s back. Aria felt the walls close in as her ex leaped like a lion hunting prey. His massive hands gripped her by the collar and slammed her to the wall.

“I’ve had enough of all this baby drama. We’re done so stop trying to be part of my life. I’m gonna give you a real good reason to keep quiet. You ain't ever gon' open that shit talking mouth again.”

The air froze over when the police slammed open the front doors of the abandoned apartment. Men in blue came marching up the raggedy steps and now it was Shawn’s turn to be pinned down. Aria was stunned not by the police but at the sight of her mom and Maxine walking up the steps.

“She knows everything,” Maxine said with an apologetic look. It had barely been an hour since the fight yet Maxine still helped. 

“What kind of man are you? Alone in an apartment with a girl barely half your age.” One of the cops said as Shawn struggled with his cuffs.

Aria soon felt a warm embrace from her mom as she hugged with all her strength. Aliyah’s tears rolled down her daughter’s neck.

“I’m sorry mom. I’m sorry for everything. I ruined everything.”

"No, Aria, you didn’t. That man manipulated and abused you. It’s not your fault.  It’s not going to be easy but we can get through this. We’re taking this to court and suing him for everything he has.”

Aria shook her head. “Mom, you know we don’t have the money for a lawyer.”

“Yes, we do honey. The government will force the money out of him no matter what happens. Let’s just focus on you right now.”

The world outside was a harsh winter wonderland but with her mom and Maxine by her side, Aria felt true warmth for the first time in a while.

The days following the disaster flew by like the winter winds. Aliyah expressed her disappointment and anger at her daughter’s recklessness but was ultimately glad she was safe. The government Aria hated so much had siphoned the much-needed money out of Shawn who was currently rotting in jail with a statutory rape charge. Aria didn't understand the seriousness of the crime at the moment because she never felt assaulted but she know he had manipulated her.

There was still the dilemma of keeping the baby or getting an abortion. She didn't want anything to remind her of Shawn but killing something that was inside her seemed so harsh. After thinking about it, she realized she saw a pregnancy movie where the mom gets an abortion. The mom usually either gets talked out of it or is the one who shoots down the idea. The media is biased that way. There was no point in going through the pain of childbirth only to give the baby away so abortion was the bitter pill she would swallow.

When the procedure was done, Aria and her mom cried for what seemed like hours. Tears of joy for everything being over and tears of sadness for it having to come this far. Aliyah introduced aria to a support group in her hospital. It was for teenage victims of sexual assault and abuse. Aria was at first hesitant as she wanted to put everything behind her. Aliyah assured her that talking about the crisis she endured was the best way to move on. Aria reluctantly agreed and entered the program.

At first, it felt awkward talking to strangers about her life but with time it felt natural. She hadn’t realized how disturbing and cruel Shawn was until she looked at him with a retrospective. She wanted to cry her eyes out but didn’t want to look pathetic. Being part of the group let Aria see she was a victim and there were a lot of other girls who shared her pain. What’s more, is that every girl there had their own ambition. Some wanted to be fashion designers and others wanted to be singers. Aria never put much thought into what she wanted to be but now she had an idea. There are so many people in the world who feel directionless and abused just like she had been. She wanted to help those people and stop them from making the dumb choices she made. Whether she be a therapist, motivational speaker, or psychologist, Aria would heal the mental scars of those she met.

Sayonara Shinjuku

The girl stood on the edge of the skyscraper. Her heart was etched in darkness like the night sky above. She looked down upon the apathetic citizens of Shinjuku as they went about their boring lives.

Salarymen rushing to catch the last train.

Drunken vagrants hassling for change.

Nightwalkers bringing their clients into love hotels.

" What a drag." She muttered.

Up until a week ago, her life was normal.

Up until a week ago, she had no reason to die.

But now?

Her feet were almost off the edge.

Her body balance was supported only by her heels.

" Goodbye Shinjuku. I don't need you anymore and I'm sure you feel the same way about me. Oh. I'm sure you won't be missed either." The girl said while staring at her stomach.

The father discarded them with a callousness she thought impossible. He had fed her so many expert lies about love and commitment. She dutifully kept their relationship secret from students and faculty just like he insisted. "They're jealous of our love. They'll try to tear us apart," he told her.

She thought she was doing right by her lover. He repaid her affection with bruise marks and crumpled dollar bills. The girl wondered if she would make it on the news after this. That would make it impossible for her to be ignored. An ideal ending.

With one final step, her body plummeted.

The lights and sounds of the city all became a blur.

In a moment, she would become red splatter.

She'd be forgotten by the next morning.

No more regrets.

No more bitter sentiments.

All she had left were the memories of one week prior.

I think there having rave inside me, why wasn't invited hehe

Umph!,Alright I'm awake the babies can stop kicking now

Watching insurgent, and I think the babies are loving it...they seem to running in my belly when there some action happening