Just A Number

“Didn’t think you’d still be up this late,” Jungkook walked into the bedroom as I was watching TV, he’s finally home after a long day of shooting for his music video. “How’s my 2 favorite girls?” He smiled kissing me on my forehead and rubbing my belly, “Can’t sleep,” I half smiled, “Again?”

Pregnancy has been getting a LOT easier since I entered my second trimester, no more morning sickness but the only thing that sucks not sleeping. Most time if I do fall asleep early I always wake up at 3am on the dot. “How’s your music video going?” “It’s going alright” he shrugs chuckling taking his shirt off before collapsing on the bed, “how was your day?” he asks resting his hand on my belly, “It was okay, Minyong and I went to a café” “You weren’t recognized…right?” “nope luckily. But I did run into Seokjin.”



Jungkook rolled his eyes, “Oh, great,” he said in a sarcastic tone, “What is it about him that you don’t like?” I plucked his forehead, “Nothing,” he answered rolling over facing the opposite side, “mmhm? You jealous Jin is some handsome model?” I teased poking his back, “I’m exhausted,” he said still not facing me. I sighed, “Jungkook, Jin is a good friend of mine and I know for a fact he isn’t into me because today I found out that he has a boyfriend, so you can stop being all butthurt that I hang out with him.” he didn’t say anything, I looked over at him “Jungkook?” I tapped him by the shoulder, “Uh, Jungkook-ah? Are you ignoring me??”

I scooted over to his side to look at him and saw that his eyes were closed and he was fast asleep. “Of course, you’d fall asleep on me,” I muttered gently kissing him on his cheek. The kiss made his eyes lightly fluttered while closed and his cute lips were slightly apart.
I turned off the TV and the lamp and tried to get comfortable to sleep but it was hard. It was actually harder to sleep because of what Seokjin told me earlier today...about…him.



As much as I was trying hard not to care or think about him I couldn’t help but to wonder more. Jungkook knows…Yoongi? Or I guess his new name now Agust D? A million thoughts were rushing in my head just questioning everything, but, I won’t mention it to Jungkook, as much as I want to ask him about Yoongi I can’t, I just can’t bear to hurt him anymore about it, even for my sake. I’ll just act like I heard nothing of it.

My eyes were finally getting heavy and the next thing I know I’m dreaming, I see someone walking away from me, this all seems familiar, so vivid.






What are you doing in my dreams?




I woke up sweating, my eyes shifted to the clock which read 3:00am. For some reason, an overwhelming feeling came over me, I was in tears sobbing, what’s wrong with me, “Yuna, what’s wrong?” Jungkook rolled over to my side, I must’ve woken him up, he rubbed his eyes and looked down at me, he must of realize that I’m crying because a worried look was on his face, he pulled me close to him hugging me trying to calm me down.

“What’s wrong baby, what is wrong?” he murmurs in my ear stroking my hair, I don’t even know why I’m crying to be honest, it’s just…my dream seemed so real, he was there…he’s even in my dreams and I can’t even tell Jungkook about it. My body moved on its own as I pulled Jungkook’s face to mine kissing his lips, he slowly pulls away, “Yuna?” he looks at me confused, but he knows what I want, “P-Pleasse,” I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks, he sighs and pulls me close, I pulled his face to mines again and he kisses me again grunting in defeat.

We haven’t been really intimate since I gotten pregnant and all I want to do is to have sex but Jungkook has been so cautious turning me down because he doesn’t want to “hurt the baby” I just want him to crave for me like I’ve been craving for him. I just want him to want me more and to…

make me forget about Yoongi for good.

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