“Yuna will you cut it out already?! Turn off your depressing opera music, open up your curtains and stop moping around! Geez seriously!” Minyong walks into my room as I was laying on my bed being a depressed potato. “Seriously, get up! This mood isn’t good for the baby!” she says opening up my curtains. Baby? It just sounds so weird.

“And can you please stop avoiding Jungkook, the poor boy is worried!” she rips the blanket off of me and nudges me, “Quit it Min!” I groaned. “You need to go see Jungkook, he really misses you and wants to talk to you,” “He..miss me?” She rolls her eyes sitting on the edge of my bed, “Yes! He’s your boyfriend and you can’t avoid him because of this, this is BIG! Seriously, Namjoon says he just really wants to see you.”

I’ve been avoiding Jungkook for 3 days now since I told him the news, it’s just so hard to face him, what if he’s actually upset about this, what if he wants to leave me? Us, me and the baby? “C’mon get up, get dressed.” She grabs my arm trying to pull me out of bed, “Ughhhh, noooo,” “Fine, you can be that way then, you leave me no choice.” “what?” “Okay boys come on in.” What the hell is she talking about?? All of sudden Hoseok, Jimin, and Namjoon walks into my room standing in front of me.

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We were all packed in the Mercedes driving to Jungkook’s house. Wow, I just realized after almost 5 months of dating I have never been to his house before. We pulled up to a luxurious looking apartment in a secured community, “Whoa,” Minyong whispers, “He lives here?” “We all do.” Jimin chuckles. Wait, so they’re all roomies??



We all hopped in the elevator and I feel so nervous, I don’t know what to expect, I was starting to feel nausea again, is it from this little thing growing inside of me or is it just me overreacting? “Jungkook, we’re home!” Hoseok yells into the BEAUTIFUL apartment, this place is huge!! Jungkook walks out of a room with headphones in scrolling through his phone, “It’s about time,” he says, he looks up and was startled to see me. “Y-Yuna??” I shyly waved my hand looking down at the floor, “Yeah, she’s here because you two need to talk.” Namjoon says gently pushing me towards Jungkook.

“B-but, why is Minyong here?” I glanced back at her, “I go where I please!” she scoffs, then turns to wink at Namjoon, oh god. All 3 of them went to another area while Jungkook and I were awkwardly standing in the living room. “Uh…want t-to, come to my room?” he mutters, “yeah, s-sure.” God, why are we like this?! We walked into his room which was basically the size of my kitchen and living room combined, “You can sit here.” He says moving his clothes off of his couch, “T-thanks.” He sat on his bed looking down at the floor, and I was doing the same, I don’t know what to say, everything has changed, it’s scary. He sighs, “Yuna,” he was rubbing the back of his neck still looking down at the floor, “Jungkook I’m sorry,” I burst out crying, I have no idea where these overwhelming emotions came from.

“I know this happened so fast, and I pretty much ruined your career, I’m so sorry,” I sobbed covering my face with my hands. Jungkook quickly got up and went to my side, I felt him wrap his arms around me, “No Yuna don’t think like that,” he pulls me into him, “We both did this and we will both go through it together. Don’t you worry about a thing, I will take care of you.” He strokes my hair, “You’re not mad, you won’t leave?” I look up at him, he scrunches his eyebrows, “Leave? I can never leave you and my child Yuna.” Wow…’my child’.

“I honestly thought you were mad at me…” he sighs, “I pretty much did this to you, I mean, you probably weren’t even ready to become a mom.” “But what about you? Are you ready to be a dad? You’re only 20 for Pete’s sake.” He lets go of me and looks at me, his soften eyes were on mine, “I may not be 100% ready, but I will be, I have to be, I want to be. Yuna…. a part of me is…is actually pretty happy about this.” “W-what? You are?” He smiles shyly nodding, “But your career!”



“Stop, don’t you worry about it. I’ll take care of it. You just focus on our baby,” ‘our baby’, I felt like a weight has been lifted off my chest like I can finally breathe again, I’m so glad we talked. He looks at me smiling as I was doing the same, we’re back to normal again. My smile suddenly fell, “Jungkook…?” “Yes, what is it Yuna? What’s wrong?” I quickly stood up, “Where’s your bathroom??” his eyes grew wide, he quickly grabs my wrist and hurried me to his bathroom. I actually threw up this time, pretty much the tea I had drunk before I came here.

Jungkook was holding my hair back for me as I yakked in his toilet, I’m grateful for it, humiliated, but grateful.

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