I’m now 7 and a half weeks pregnant and oh my god, it’s the worst. The morning sickness is terrible, I don’t know why they even call it morning sickness when you just randomly get nauseous any time of the damn day! I’m always hungry but have no appetite because I’m nauseous all the time!! I’m pretty sure I lost 2 pounds. Then every time I walk into the kitchen I feel like I have to barf and I have to concentrate on not barfing, certain types of food I use to love I now hate! My sense of smell is super sensitive and I feel like my boobs are getting bigger! I don’t know how women can go through this torture…for 9 months!


My phone vibrated as I just received a text, it was Seokjin, I haven’t seen him since the time he told me the woman he really likes has a boyfriend, I wonder how he’s been feeling,

Jin: Hey how are you?

Me: HEY! It’s been awhile, I’ve been doing okay! How are you?!?

Jin: I know I miss u haha, when can we hang out again? Also, I’m great, I just came back from Thailand for a fashion show

Me: Nice! well I’m off today we can hang…if you aren’t busy

Jin: I’m free J

Me: Yay! How’s 1pm?

Jin: Perfect. Would you like for me to get you? Or should we meet up somewhere

Me: It’s okay I think I need the exercise T_T we can meet over by the station.

Jin: haha okay see you then!


“Let’s just pray I won’t puke or anything when I’m out.” I sigh combing my hair. I’m pretty excited to finally go out of the house besides going to work and coming straight home. Jungkook has been super busy filming a game show he’s appearing in for some time and also practicing for another concert here. I honestly hope he can come to my first appointment, I mean is it possible?

He’s too famous, well isn’t it confidential, the doctor wouldn’t out us if he did come, right? “Ugh, stop worrying Yuna,” I slap my cheeks together, it was 15 mins before 1 and just before I grabbed my purse to head out the doorbell ranged. I wonder who that could be?



I opened the door and a large group of people with cameras and microphones were in front of me, taking up the whole floor! W-what is going on!? Flashes kept bursting in my face, so many commotions “Is it true you are in an intimate relationship with Pop Idol Jungkook?” “Is Jungkook really your partner?” “Is it true you have a large age gap between you two?” “When did you start dating Jungkook?”

oh my god, no.

It was loud, microphones were being pushed up to my face, cameras zooming everywhere, I suddenly felt lightheaded. Before I almost hit the ground, I was suddenly in Jimin’s arms, “MOVE! GET THE HELL AWAY!” “OUT OF THE WAY!” I heard Hoseok’s and Namjoon’s voice shoving the people away. “Yuna? Are you okay?? We’re going to get you out of here!” Jimin’s soft voice echoed into my ear.

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I woke up in Hoseok’s car, with my head on someone’s lap, Minyong’s, and legs resting on Jimin. “She’s fucking pregnant and those fuckers just came out and attacked her like that?!” her voice was shaking, “Well they don’t know that…at least I hope nope.” I heard Namjoon, “This can’t be happening,” I heard Hoseok saying, his voice was stern.,“Whoever did this is going to pay.”

“Yuna?” Jimin saw my eyes open, Minyong looks down at me, “Yuna honey, it’s okay we’re here, we’re all here for you, all of us.” She strokes my hair with a worried look on her face, I didn’t say anything, I felt beyond exhausted and I have a strong feeling that…all the hiding is over.

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