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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 - While Y/N, heavily pregnant with twins, tries to rest, Mattheo bursts in, overly concerned and hilariously overprotective. Despite Tom’s calm reassurance, Mattheo insists on taking over as her personal caretaker, leading to sarcastic banter between father and son.
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - Requested: "Can you maybe write a oneshot where Y/n has some difficulty with the twin pregnancy (maybe hight blood pressure, or excessive nausea, which is common during twin pregnancies) and Mattheo just gets insanely protective alongside Tom ofc. Maybe they even fight over who gets to care for her. ❤️"
𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃 - @bernardsbendystraws
Y/N groaned softly as she settled into the plush living room couch, one hand on her lower back and the other cradling the swell of her stomach.
The twin pregnancy had officially decided it was going to be a challenge—from relentless nausea to high blood pressure, and now, sheer exhaustion.
She’d barely sat down when Mattheo burst into the room like a man on a mission, Quidditch hoodie askew, hair wind-blown like he’d sprinted straight from the manor gates.
“Mum,” he said breathlessly, already hovering, “are you okay? You look pale—paler than usual, which is saying something.”
“I’m fine,” Y/N started, but Mattheo was already kneeling beside her like a personal Healer, one hand gently brushing her hair back, the other reaching to feel her forehead like he knew what he was doing.
“You’re hot. That’s not normal, right? Should I call someone? Maybe we need a potion—where’s the Calming Draught? I read pregnant witches shouldn’t take it but also maybe—”
“She’s fine, Mattheo,” came Tom’s familiar voice from the doorway, low and measured.
Mattheo barely turned. “Says the man who thinks ‘have a glass of water’ cures everything.”
Tom crossed the room with his usual composed stride, his eyes immediately flicking over Y/N. His hand reached for hers, fingers curling gently. “You’ve taken your potion for the blood pressure?”
“Yes,” Y/N mumbled, very aware of the two Riddles standing over her now like she was some kind of sacred artifact.
Tom perched on the armrest beside her, his palm settling on the bump of her belly, thumb rubbing absent circles.
“She needs rest,” Tom said firmly.
“I am here, you know,” Y/N chimed in weakly, raising her eyebrows.
“She needs more than rest,” Mattheo argued, folding his arms. “She needs help. I’m home—I’ve got time. I can take care of her.”
Tom looked at his son. “I am her husband. And I’ve been doing this since you were in nappies.”
“Yeah, well, I’ve evolved. And I give great foot massages,” Mattheo added, nudging Y/N's sock-covered foot.
Tom’s expression didn’t change, but his voice dropped into that dangerously calm tone. “I can’t wait for you to leave.”
“I heard that,” Mattheo said without missing a beat, eyes narrowing. “But I’m choosing to rise above it. Because I’m the better man here.”
Tom scoffed.
Y/N sighed dramatically, leaning her head back. “Merlin, save me from the men in my life.”
Mattheo reached for a throw blanket and carefully tucked it around her legs with surprising gentleness, then plopped down on the other side of the couch like he was staking his claim.
“You’re stuck with me, Mum. I’m gonna be your full-time caretaker. Personal assistant. Emotional support son.”
“You mean clingy first-born with control issues?” Tom murmured.
Mattheo shot him a smug grin. “Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Father.”
Y/N laughed softly, eyes fluttering closed as both of them continued to lightly bicker over her.
Despite the chaos, it was oddly comforting—her husband’s hand holding hers, her son pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead like he was five years old again.
“Do I at least get snacks with all this overprotection?” she mumbled.
“I’m already on it,” Mattheo said, leaping up with dramatic flair. “Fruit. Crackers. Chocolate. I’m bringing you a feast.”
Tom watched him disappear into the kitchen with a shake of his head before leaning closer to Y/N.
“He’s insufferable.”
She smiled, squeezing his hand. “He’s you.”
Tom huffed but didn’t argue—just leaned in and pressed a kiss to her temple. “You’re mine.”
“And he thinks I’m his,” she whispered back with a smile.
I've missed bad habits a couple so f-ing much omfg- :((
Do you think we could get a glimpse into how they're doing now?
*of course, no pressure at all! <33*
I'll take any chance I can to write for them no joke
"Do you think she'll like me?" jungkook wonders as he makes your hot chocolate on the stove- with marshmallows, something you've said you're craving.
"You're her dad." You giggle, legs swinging a little as you sit at the small kitchen table. "Of course she'll love you." You reassure, while he stirs the pot of milking chocolate so they mix evenly.
"But what.. if we fight in the future?" He worries. "If she wants to, I don't know, go out clubbing at fourteen and I'll have to tell her she's not old enough-" He worries, taking the pot off the flame to pour it into a large cup for you.
"Then she'll forgive you." You softly say. "And also that's so far in the future. She's not even born yet!" You remind him as he puts a generous amount of tiny marshmallows before he puts the cup in front of your eagerly waiting form.
"But soon!" He whines as he sits down across from you. "Maybe tomorrow! Or tonight!" He complains, and you know he's stressing. You're not even close to your due date yet, but that doesn't reassure Jungkook whatsoever. The sight of you waddling around with your very visible baby bump is enough to make him feel stressed- constantly telling you to sit back down, that he'll get you stuff, that he'll do stuff for you instead.
He almost has a near heart attack when he saw you walk down the steps of the apartment building towards him as you'd sheepishly told him you wanted to go get some gummy candies while he was at work- unaware that he'd be coming home early.
Ever since then, he'd asked for time off, giving them the reason of your high risk pregnancy and the fact that you're up to no good the second he takes his eyes off of you.
"Jungkookie?" You ask, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Don't spoil her too much when she's born." You say, and his eyes widen in a dramatic expression of offense.
"What? But she's my princess!" He exclaims.
"I know, it's very visible from all the toys she already has in her room." You tease.
"Yeah well, she- I just want to.. you know.. have what she wants when she gets here.." he pouts to himself. "We can sort them out later.." he says, when your hand holds his, a smile on your face.
Warnings: pregnancy, difficulties in pregnancy, cruel mother, bed rest, slight pregnancy shower sex, brest play, lactation, lactation kink, pregnancy kink
Word count: 2.2k
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It's been almost a week since the incident. Y/n has been staying at home, doing online classes. Their baby seemed to be okay. The bleeding stopped and she didn't experience more pain in her abdomen... at least not from contractions.
Their baby girl was beginning to get stronger than they expected and it not once happened that Y/n felt some serious discomfort and pain from her kicks. Those were some uncomfortable moments, but at the end of the day Y/n looked back at these moments with joy and pride that her baby was so active.
She was taking a well-deserved nap when the loud noise of the door slamming open woke her.
- Fold these. - her mother said with a stern voice while throwing a batch of dry clothes onto her bed, hitting the pregnant girl's bump.
Good thing they are soft.
- And make sure you vacuum this floor today.
- Yes mother.
Chores are the last thing she needs after that scare last week. But her mother couldn't seem to understand and keeps adding to the tremendous weight on her shoulders.
She left the room slamming te door one last time behind her.
Reluctantly she got up from her place in bed and stretched stiff and aching limbs out.
This is going to take a while...
And she wasn't wrong. Folding clothes while having to bend over her protruding middle amd vacuuming with constant back pain seemed to take twice as long as it did before. She even had to stop once in a while to catch her breath.
And after an hour and a half she was all done. And there goes her nap. Well... Maybe she could try going back to bed for a bit before Jungkook got home from work. She wanted to greet him. She missed him. He started working not too long ago, and now they couldn't even meet during schooltime. It was torture for both of them.
No matter how hard she tried to fall asleep, fast movements from within her kept her conscious. She smiled lightly and rested a hand atop her stomach.
- Hi baby! - she whispered. - Let's have some rest okay? Before dadda comes home. - she thought for a second. - Or should I say appa?
She chuckled. In the end she chose to take out her phone from and caught her baby's stretches on camera for her boyfriend to watch later. Jungkook often complained playfully that he often missed her kicks since Y/n was the one who actually carried the baby skin to skin. Obviously he new this was the smallest sacrifice to make, carrying and growing a human being inside your body from scratch was a huge task. Not to mention Y/n's body has only just stopped building itself fully, now she had to power through this as well.
He was beyond grateful for all that.
Once done with the short clip she put her phone away and did manage to fall into a shallow sleep.
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The exhausted boy didn't even stop in front of his family's home to change out of his work clothes. He could always shower at Y/n's and borrow one of Jin's hoodies if absolutely necessary.
That's what felt home. That's where family was.
The sight of his girlfriend's mother leaving their garage with her car reminded him that the before mentioned statements did have one exception.
Regardless he parked his car into their driveway and took out the shopping bags full of things he bought. He walked up to their door and barely lifted his free hand to knock the door opened.
- Jungkook! - Mr. Y/l/n greeted kindly. - Nice to see you. Come in.
- Thank you, dad! Nice to see you too.
- Thanks but none of that dad-thing, okay? - he chuckled along with the young boy.
- Okay sorry dad!
The kind man his the younger on the shoulder lightly simply as a playful gesture. They've been seeing each other so much recently it was only natural for their relationship to grow, along with his bond with Jin. They were a family now after all.
Mrs. Y/l/n was a topic for another day.
Mr. Y/l/n took one bag from the floor and brought it inside, gesturing for Jungkook to enter the house as well.
- Y/n's upstairs sleeping.
- Good, at least she'll be a bit more well rested after this long nap. - Jungkook smiled relived.
He remembered Y/n texting him short before his shift that she'll be having a little nap and she wished her well at work. It was almost a routine for them by now, but she never really managed to sleep more than an hour maximum. She was just too far into her pregnancy to be comfortable for longer than that. And he was perfectly aware of the fact.
- Uhh... Well she was kind of disturbed. - the older man informed uncomfortably. - She only just managed to get back to sleep about 20 minutes ago.
- Oh... Um I'll be upstairs with her.
- Alright, just try to let her rest a bit more. She's had a rough day.
- Of course!
- And you could try following her actions as well. You don't look well rested yourself. - he said with the previous gentleness returning to his features.
- Yes, sir. - with that he took both of the bags and walked upstairs.
He pushed the door open as quietly as he could with both hands occupied and also managed to close it with little to no noise. Setting the heavy bags down was another challenge but nothing is impossible to the golden boy. Well... Better say man now. A soon-to-be father.
A gentle smile spread across his face as he walked closer to the sleeping pregnant girl. She looked peaceful. Tired, but peaceful.
He sat next to her bed on the floor fearful of waking her by the dipping bed if he sat on it. Either way Y/n was a light sleeper and even the barely noticeable commotion, that went down in her room in the past moments, managed to have her stir awake rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
- Kook? - she asked before she'd opened her eyes.
- Sorry I woke you angel. - he said caressing her soft hair.
- I was barely asleep so it wasn't you.
At that moment they were both at ease. They were finally seeing each other after 24 hour, which wasn't the end of the world, but nowadays things were different.
They both felt this excruciating emptiness inside of them whenever they were apart. Maybe it was the fact that the girl was carrying their shared fruit inside her blossoming womb. It was as if there bodies were connected by that precious little girl and being apart for even just a day felt unnatural.
Of course others would say things like clinginess is always a symptom of pregnancy for women and men just felt more protective over their partners during this time, making them want to spend most of their time with them. But there would be nothing magical about that. ;)
- Missed you so much. - she whispered while reaching for him to be pulled into a hug.
- I missed you two more. - he took her into his arm and put the other around her tummy.
There was one moment when he lifted his lingering palm from her bump but that was all it took for him to miss a kick, the only sign being Y/n's audible gasp.
- Did you feel that? - she asked pulling away with happy eyes.
- A kick? - he asked a bit disappointed.
- Yeah. A pretty light one but I thought it could be felt from the outside too.
- I just missed that one moment. - he pouted.
- Come here.
She gestured him to lay behind her on the bed. Once he did she leaned into his strong chest, resting her back on ot. Her had occupied its usual place: the crook of his neck. Last step was taking hsi hands and putting them onto the bare skin of her stomach along with hers on top of his.
- Now feel.
Jungkook leaned forward slightly just enough to rest his chin softly on her shoulder so he could have a better view of what was going on down there. He didn't only want to feel but see with his own eyes as well.
Soon enough light movements signed that their little baby girl was wanting to let herself be known. A giggle erupted from the young couple as they watched in awe.
No matter the difficulties they were gonna power through them. Just like Jungkook promised once and he planned on keeping that promise forever. He wasn't going to let them down once more.
Jus then another giggle came from the girl on his chest when she noticed the bright white color of his work shirt he still had on.
- Are you in your uniform still? - she turned her head to him.
- Sorry. I just wanted to come here as soon as possible.
- Do you want to have a shower together?
His eyes widened. It was hard enough for him to control himself while holding her warm, changing, blossoming body every day. They haven't done anything since finding out about the baby. At least not together...
Maybe it was shame that kept them from bringing it up even in front of only each other, ot maybe it was Jungkook's fear of hurting her in any way. Of course that was until a week ago. Since the scare they had sex was completely off the table for the duration of the pregnancy and post partum recovery.
- I'll just take a quick one, you stay in bed. - he suggested hoping it will give him the chance to shower alone to avoid any funny business.
Well... He couldn't convince her.
And he couldn't keep control. Not after she subconsciously bit her plump bottom lips. Not after she rid herself of any clothes. Not after her full breasts were right at arms reach.
His big palms flew onto her breasts, which were now covered with warm water. It was nice, it eased some of the pain in them. But her boyfriend's hands were doing wonders for her tender blossoms. The way he kept massaging made them leak a slightly yellow colored liquid. A few drops rolled down her curves onto her big belly.
Jungkook, in fear of having the running water from the shower wash away his newfound gold, turned the water off and got on his knees. Now he was in eye level with the liquid treasure. He wasted no time opening hsi mouth and licking them off of his pregnant girlfriend's bump. Whatever was left on her warm skin he rubbed it in.
He was lost in absolute bliss.
- The best moisturizer against stretch marks. - he panted with a mischievous grin on his face. - Look at you! Gorgeous carrying my child, gracefully growing together with out girl. Producing golden milk for our baby-
-and husband. - he finished his sentence.
All the while Y/n's eyes were closed, listening to every praise that left his mouth. If she would've had underwear on they would've been ruined that's how wet she's gotten. But a particular word made those eyes pop open with the speed of lightning.
- J-Jungkook... - she moaned.
The boy wasn't ready to get up yet. He was hungry for what she was giving him. All to him. All because of him.
He closed the space between his mouth and her wet lips, which proved to be difficult with a big curvy barrier that his forehead bumped into. But this couldn't stop him from getting what he desired. Not after so many months of silence.
- Nghh.. ahh! - she tried to muffle her moans of absolute pleasure to no avail.
The boy quickly turned the water back on to hopefully drown their sounds from other ears, all the while not stopping what he was busy with.
- I'm... I'm cumming!
Jungkook didn't free his mouth, he simply just lifted his hand to run it along he sides as a sign of permission.
The amount of precious juice she gave him made his already standing length harden even more.
- Fuck, princess...
He was gonna have to take care of that later.
- Let me help you. - she panted after coming down from her high, catching a glimpse of his throbbing member.
She was preparing to het on her knees with the help of leaning onto the shower door handle, but muscular arms cought her under the armpits to lift her back up.
- No baby, today is all about you. - he reassured her all the while his body protested with raging hormones.
Y/n wanted to protest, but his hungrily soft lips shut her up with a passionate kiss.
It was no secret to either of them that after he lovingly dried her off, helped dressing her, waited for her to close her eyes while he tucked her in for another well-deserved nap, he'll be going back into that damned shower to finish his business thinking about those milk-filled blossoms and child-filled womb.
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A/n: Holy ****... First time writing smut. Won't make a habit out of it probably, since I find it a bit boring XD but it's part of their relationship, so it had to be included at least once. Hope it wasn't too bad 😞
Warnings: Slightly descriptive pregnancy, labour and birth
Word Count: 5.3k
Summary: Your little girl has been what the two of you have dreamt of for so long, finally the time has come to welcome her into the world with Jungkook by your side.
“You know, for a man that’s about to raise a daughter for the next eighteen years at least, you’re looking rather cocky.”
Jungkook could only smile from the other side of the room as a grimace danced upon your face at the feeling of another contraction hitting you. You’d lost count of the hours you’d been almost doubled over in bed some time ago, barely able to keep your eyes open at the excruciating pain that you found yourself in. With each passing breath, the gaps of relief that came between contractions became smaller and smaller, almost unbearable.
You’d watched plenty of documentaries before your pregnancy to know what to expect, and yet as you found yourself staring forwards at the figure of your husband, keeping his distance from your growing temper, none of what you saw on the television seemed to play out before you. Under watery eyes, you could just make out the time on the clock hanging just above Jungkook’s head, 3:15am. You scoffed at the sight, doubting even in yourself how much longer you could go through such an ordeal. Despite the several months you’d had to lead up to this moment, not a single part of it could truly prepare you for what was to come.
As another struck against the pit of your stomach, Jungkook raced back across to your side, resting his hands over your reddened ones that gripped tightly onto the rails beside your bed. Murmurs of encouragement came from him, words you’d listened to him repeat for countless hours, and still each time they somehow managed to make your heart a little bit happier. As he counted you through the breaths to see you through, his free hand brushed over your hair, ignoring the beads of sweat that had formed in your hairline as best as he possibly could, focusing on the task at hand and being the best possible husband instead.
“You’re doing so incredibly well,” he whispered as he noticed that the pain was beginning to subside once again, offering you the best possibly smile he could muster, hiding his own feelings of exhaustion that were beginning to come through. Your head nodded, tilting slightly to the left, biting down on your bottom lip until you were sure that the contraction had subsided. A small wriggle from your little one let you know they were done for the time being, waiting patiently, or impatiently, to make their grand entrance.
“You’re getting close now,” your midwife called out, stood in the doorway, keeping an eye on the corridor as she had done for most of the evening, and night. “I must admit, I’ve not seen many women get through labour as well as you have for quite some time Y/N.”
“I’m not really left with much of an alternative to get through it right now,” you sighed, throwing your body back against the bed, allowing the sweat ridden sheets to wrap around you. The end never seemed to quite be in sight, no matter how many times her cheery voice suggested otherwise. In fact, if Jisoo wasn’t quite such a sweetheart, you’d have probably given her what for a long time ago with all of her reassurances.
“She’s a strong girl, I always told you that,” Jungkook whispered from the side of you, grinning proudly across at the elder woman. “So strong I think I might end up having to take up one of your beds soon with a couple of broken knuckles, are women supposed to squeeze this hard when they’re in labour?”
Jisoo’s head nodded, having told you about her four kids several times throughout the night, she had experience on both sides. She’d seen it all, broken hands, broken noses, but best of all, hundreds of humans enter the world.
“Y/N you do what you want, ignore your husband,” she teased.
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Established relationship!AU; Marriage!AU; Parents!AU
Genre: One shot;
Rating: fluff, smut, angst;
Word Count: 7,4 k
*Hoseok and Jimin are not in this fiction!*
Minors DNI!
TW: language; mentions of infertility; conceiving difficulty; mature contents; explicit sexual scene [but like sweet lovemaking]: piv, unprotected sex & cream🥧 (for a purpose), car seggs; heavy themes such as: mentions of an unplanned pregnancy, mentions of a miscarriage, mentions of abortion; Yoongi being so soft it breaks my poor little heart; mentions of a pregnancy scare; mentions of a teenage pregnancy; (please let me know if I forgot something)
Disclaimer: all of my works are entirely fictional and do not represent the characters involved in any way, I just write my fics for fun.
There are a few Korean words in this fic, such as: jagiya, which is a gender-neutral pet name; appa, which means “dad”; eomma, which means “mom”; jal ja, which means “good night”.
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language, therefore feel free to correct me if you spot any mistakes or typos!
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“He’s so pretty…”, you murmur, holding little Jisung, Taehyung’s son, in your arms, gently rocking him, watching as his little eyes peacefully close as he falls asleep. “I want one…”, you whisper, gently caressing the baby’s soft hair.
“I know you do, jagiya.”, Yoongi wraps his arm around your shoulder, gently pulling you close, careful not to wake the baby up. He places a soft kiss on your temple, as his hand caresses the skin of your bare shoulder. “I want one, too.”
You and Yoongi’ve been trying to get pregnant for years now. You’d started trying before he even proposed to you, and now you’ve been married for over two years and still nothing. It crushes Yoongi’s heart knowing that he still hasn’t been able to give you the thing you want the most: a family.
“I think I’d be a great mom.”, he hears you sniffle, but you’re not looking at him. Instead, you’re looking at the baby in your arms, carefully wrapped in a sage green blanket, with a little pacifier with a bunny on it in his little mouth.
“You will be the best mom in the world, jagiya.”, he places another kiss on your head, and he lingers a bit. “We just have to wait a little longer.”, he wants to reassure you that everything’s gonna be okay, that you’ll have the family you dream of, that you’ll finally welcome a child to the world, but he can’t. He can’t make a promise he’s not sure he can keep.
“I love you so much, Yoongi.”, you whisper, leaning in to kiss him on the lips, but you’re interrupted by Jisung’s stirring, right before he bursts into a loud cry, and Taehyung immediately rushes towards to you, ready to pick his baby up and soothe him.
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The sensation of Yoongi’s delicate, long fingers brushing against your soft skin is familiar to you, but it makes you shiver nonetheless. He caresses your breasts as he places a series of wet, sloppy kisses all over your neck and collar bone, squeezing one of your nipples between his index and thumb, earning a muffled moan from you in response.
His hand sluggishly moves all over your waist and pelvis, until you feel him place his thumb on your clit, as he keeps thrusting in and out of you at an excruciatingly slow pace, repeatedly brushing over your g-spot with the tip of his dick. He starts moving it in a circular motion, and you let out a timid moan, which only encourages him to repeat the action again and again, until you’re a whimpering mess under him.
“‘m about to cum, jagi…”, he groans in your ear.
“Me too…”, you pant, suddenly feeling overwhelmed with Yoongi kissing your neck and working your clit at the same time. “Please don’t stop.”, you whimper, encouraging him to go faster.
“I love you so much, jagi…”, he lets out a groan as soon as he feels you clench around him, and he finally cums inside you, before collapsing on your naked body, sweaty and exhausted. You run your hand though his soft, black hair, then place a tender kiss on his head resting on your bare chest. “I love you too, so much. So, so much, Yoongi…”
He notices that something’s off, by the way you shift uncomfortably under him and by the way your hand, the one that was caressing his hair, stops moving. He doesn’t ask you what’s wrong, though, and simply lifts up and retrieves his body from between your thighs, before heading to the bathroom to grab you a towel to clean yourself from his cum, that’s slowly dripping out of you.
Once he lays down next to you, in the darkness of your bedroom, and hugs your body close to his from behind, you can’t help but let a few tears slip from your eyes. You hope he doesn’t hear your muffled sniffles, but he does. He does, and tears well up in his eyes too, because he knows the exact reason why you’re crying and it kills him that he can’t take your pain away.
He places soft, delicate kisses on your bare shoulder, but suddenly stops when you call his name. “Yoongi…”, your voice trembles as you fight back the tears. “Why don’t we just…”, you take a deep breath, not sure you even want to say it out loud. “Why don’t we just stop trying?”
Yoongi feels as if his heart just stopped beating once he hears those words come out of your mouth. What is he supposed to say? He knows he can’t make the situation any better, but it hurts him too, he just wishes you knew that. It hurts his heart the way he sees you crying on the bathroom floor with a pregnancy test in your hands, negative every damn time; he was heartbroken too when Taehyung’d given him and his friends the news that he was soon going to become a father.
“Jagi…”, he intertwines his fingers with yours, his voice trembles as his lower lip quivers, signaling he’s about to cry, too. “Are you sure? Do you… do you want to give up?”
You bite your lower lip so hard you can almost taste blood in your mouth. The thought of giving up on having a family with the love of your life makes you feel weak, but at the same time, it’s just too much for you to handle right now. You and Yoongi have been together for many years, you’d started dating when you were in high school, and the moment you met him, you instantly knew he was the one.
You’ve always wanted to become a mother someday. As for Yoongi, he never knew how much he wanted to become a husband and a father until the day he met you. You were both really, really young to even think about having kids or getting married, but it was nice to know that you were on the same page, at least.
When you decided to finally start trying for a baby, you were twenty-three and he was twenty-four. Luckily, both you and Yoongi had already graduated and had stable and well payed jobs, plus you were already living together, so a baby would fit just perfect.
But now, after nearly three years of trying… you’ve almost lost hope.
“I just don’t want to go through all this anymore… the hope I feel every time my period’s late and how it gets crushed the moment I take a pregnancy test and only one damn line shows up…”, you sigh, swallowing the lump in your throat, as you feel Yoongi’s body stiffen behind yours. “I don’t want to feel that kind of pain anymore, Yoongi, it breaks my heart.”
You feel something wet on your shoulder, and that’s how you realize that Yoongi’s crying as well. “Jagi…”, he murmurs, holding you even tighter than he already was. “I’m so sorry, jagiya, so, so sorry…”, he manages to say between sobs, “I want to give you the family we’ve been dreaming of, I want to give you the world…”
You try to turn your body so that you’re now facing him, but struggle a bit, since Yoongi’s holding you a bit too tight, but you somehow manage to do so. When you meet his eyes, you notice his cheeks are flooded with tears, his nose is a bit runny. You cup his face in your hands, brushing away a couple of dark locks from his eyes, then you place a soft, chaste kiss on his plump lips.
“I love you so much, Yoongi…”, you kiss him again, wiping away some tears from his face. “You make me the happiest, it’s just… it gets too much sometimes, I feel like maybe we should take a break from trying, maybe we’re just stressing too much about it.”
He just nods with his head, and this time it’s him who kisses you softly. “Anything for you, jagiya.”
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Yoongi feels his legs shake and his head starts to spin as soon as he processes his friend’s words. “What?”, he blinks a few times, speechless, secretly hoping that maybe, just maybe, he misheard what Taehyung had said.
“Yup, Jihyeon’s pregnant. A couple of months already.”, his friends repeats himself, with a big smile on his face. “Jisung’s gonna be a big brother.”
Again?, Yoongi thinks, immediately feeling bad afterwards, but he really can’t help it. Little Jisung’s only, like, nine months old and Taehyung’s girlfriend’s already pregnant again?
He gulps hard, as he feels his palms become sweaty, and his thoughts go immediately to you. Yoongi knows that, if Taehyung’d decided to tell him and the boys the happy news, then his girlfriend Jihyeon probably told you and the other girlfriends already. Shit, he thinks, you’re probably going to be devastated.
You’d decided to take a break from trying, yes, but Yoongi knows you like the back of his hands by now, and he knows that you’re probably breaking down inside. He wonders whether he should text you just to check up on you and see how you were doing, but he then decides not to, just in case Jihyeon didn’t tell you anything about the pregnancy.
But she did. She announced her second pregnancy with the brightest smile you’d ever seen on her face, practically shoving her ultrasounds to you and the other girls’ faces. The other girlfriends are all happily cheering and smiling and laughing and you can’t take it anymore. You feel like you’re the worst friend ever, but you really have to force yourself to smile, because it’s just too underwhelming.
“I didn’t know you and Taehyung were trying again.”, Chaerin, Namjoon’s girlfriend, says to Jihyeon, wiggling her eyebrows and playfully elbowing her on the arm.
“We weren’t.”, Jihyeon confesses, blushing a little, and your stomach drops, as your legs begin to shake. “We hadn’t been exactly… careful, so when my period was late we knew there might be a chance, you know?”
You can’t believe it, and you can’t help but feeling a bit angry. You and Yoongi’ve been literally trying for years, and the moment Jihyeon and Taehyung have unprotected sex once she gets pregnant with her second child? This must be one of God’s sick jokes, because seriously, what the fuck?
When Yoongi comes home later that night, he finds you laying on your bed, still with your clothes on, and he can hear your sobs even from the doorstep, and his heart crashes into a million pieces, because he knows. He knows the reason why you’re so sad, and the worst thing is he can’t do anything to make the situation any better. He can’t take your pain away, as much as he wants to.
“Jagiya…”, he murmurs, sitting on the bed next to you. He places his soft hand on your cheek, caressing it with his long fingers, as he feels your hot tears on his skin.
“I… Jihyeon’s…”, you can’t even get the words out of your mouth.
“I know.”, Yoongi interrupts you, and you’re thankful for that, because even saying it out loud makes your heart ache even more. “I know, jagi, I know… I’m so sorry.”, he whispers, placing a warm kiss on your forehead.
“It was unplanned.”, you manage to say, taking a deep breath. “Why us, Yoongi? Why?”, your voice trembles. “We’ve been trying for years after… after…”, you can’t say it out loud, it hurts too much.
And Yoongi knows, because as you speak those words he gulps and closes his eyes, letting the pain sink in at the thought of your miscarriage. His mind goes back to when the doctor told you that your baby didn’t make it, and it hurts him just like that day.
You and Yoongi had decided not to tell anyone about your pregnancy. You’d just found out, plus it was too early to be announcing it to all of your friends and family, and you wanted to keep it just for yourselves for a little while. Until that morning, when you woke up to an unusual pain in your lower abdomen and an unexpected red stain on both your pajamas and bedsheets. And you just knew.
Yoongi didn’t cry then, nor in your gynecologist’s studio when she confirmed your suspicions, because he knew he had to be strong for you, even though it was killing him. He cried in the shower though, when he was alone, where his tears got mixed up with the hot water drops falling on his face, hoping that it’ll somehow erase all the pain he was feeling. It didn’t. He didn’t feel any better, he doesn’t feel any better, he just learned how to live with the weight, instead of being crushed by it.
“I don’t know, jagiya…”, he lets out an hopeless sigh, fighting back his own tears.
“It’s so unfair.”, you snap, not angry at Yoongi, but at your fate. “I want to be a mom, I want it so bad. And then she mentioned she thought about having an abortion, because the thought of having another kid so soon scared her, and I was dying inside.”, you sit up on the mattress, wiping away the dried tears on your face with the hem of your green sweater.
“Yeah, Taehyung told me about it.”, he sighs, letting himself fall on the mattress on his bed, covering his tired face with both of his long, tapered hands. “But it’s not their fault. I mean, they don’t know about our… issue. It doesn’t make me feel better, though.”
“Jihyeon probably hates me.”, you mumble, and Yoongi removes his hands from his face to look at you with a confused look on his face. “I didn’t even want to see the ultrasounds. I just sat there, smiling awkwardly.”
“Taehyung probably hates me, too, then.”, Yoongi comments, as he gets up and starts undressing only to change into his pajamas. “Didn’t wanna see them either. I was the only one.”, he says, unzipping his jeans, as you stare at his half-naked body, because he looks just so gorgeous. “I know it shouldn’t bother me because, as I said before, it’s not their fault, but it’s just so hard to pretend you’re happy when you’re actually not.”, you nod, watching him slip into his pajama pants, the ones you’d bought him last Christmas. “I mean, of course I’m happy for him-“
“I get it.”, you interrupt him. “I feel that way too. I thought that I was just being selfish, though, and I feel so guilty.”, you stand up too, removing your sweater to change into one of Yoongi’s t-shirts, one of your favorite to sleep in.
You lay next to each other, body entangled in the soft cotton sheets, but with your eyes wide open, staring at the white ceiling. Yoongi’s fingers are intertwined with yours, but neither of you dares too speak, too absorbed in your thoughts. You just lay there, wide awake, in complete silence.
“Yoongi?”, you break the silence, but you don’t turn to look at him, too scared that the eye-contact might stop you from asking him what’s on your mind. “Would you still love me? If I couldn’t have kids, I mean… Would you still wanna be with me?”, your voice quivers as you speak the last few words.
“Jagiya.”, Yoongi sounds almost as if he’s scolding you. Little does he know that it’s your worst nightmare. You’re so scared that he’ll leave you if he finds out that you can’t give him the family he wants, that you won’t be carrying his children, that he’ll just leave you for another woman, one who can and will give him what you can’t. “I’ll love you no matter what. Forever. That’s what we promised to each other at the altar, and I do not intend to break that promise.”, his tone is serious, as if he’s almost offended by your question. “You’re the love of my life, jagiya.”
He hears you sniffle, and then he feels your body shift, until you hid your face in the crook of his neck, as he envelopes your body with his muscular arms, caressing your back to soothe you. “What if it’s me?”, he murmurs, his voice is so quiet you almost don’t catch what he says.
“What if it’s you what?”
He gulps hard, his eyes become watery. “What if I can’t give you kids? What if I am the problem?”, you feel something wet fall on your hair, and that’s how you realize that he’s crying. “What if…”, he chokes, “What if you wake up one day and realize that you’re just wasting your time with me? That you could have everything you ever wanted with another man?”
You lift your body to meet Yoongi’s eyes, before placing your cold hand on his cheek, making him shiver at the sudden feeling. “Yoongi…”, you brush the tip of your nose against his, “You’re all I ever wanted.”
☔︎
“Oh my God, we’re… the worst babysitters ever.”, you say between moans, as you sink down on Yoongi’s lap once more, allowing him to go even deeper.
You don’t know exactly how you and Yoongi ended up having sex in the backseats of his car, parked right in the path that runs along Taehyung and Jihyeon’s backyard. Thankfully, it’s dark outside and there’s no one around, otherwise you’d be screwed. Taehyung and Jihyeon had asked you and Yoongi to babysit little Jisung for the night so that they could enjoy some time for themselves.
You were right about to open the car door and ring the bell, when Yoongi pulled you in for what was, in the beginning, a peck on the lips. It then turned into a heavy make out session, and now you’re on his lap, legs spread wide, his veiny hands squeezing your thighs in such an erotic way it makes you shiver.
“Relax, jagi, we still got time. About ten minutes.”, he pants, eyes closed, as he bites his lower lip, focusing on how wet and soft you feel around him. “But I don’t know if I can last that long.”, he chuckles.
You let out a high pitched moan when he moves one of his hands from your thighs and places it on your exposed breasts, cupping one of your boobs, slightly pinching your nipple with his thumb and index, and you see him playfully smirk at you. “You’re so hot like this, jagiya.”, he grunts, snapping his hips up so that the tip of his dick roughly brushes against your g-spot, making you yelp once again. “I almost forgot how you feel around me.” he moans as he watches you bounce on top of him.
You and Yoongi didn’t have sex at all the past month and a half. Sure, you did other things, such as foreplay or occasional dry humping, but ever since you’d suggested a break from… trying, you haven’t gone all the way until tonight, when you both gave in to lust like a couple of horny teenagers.
“I’m gonna cum, jagi, are you close?”, Yoongi pants, his black hair is stuck on his sweaty face and it’s the hottest sight you’ve ever witnessed.
You nod, “Yes, so close.” Yoongi moves his other hand so that his thumb would brush against your clit, but you stop him before he can touch your sensitive spot. “No, I-“, you gasp for air, “I think I can cum just like this.”
Yoongi growls at the sound of your words, as he grips your hips, squeezing the flesh tight. “Fuck, you’re so hot. I’ve missed this so much, jagi, please cum on my dick, I’m so close.” As soon as he feels you clench and tighten around him, he squeezes his eyes shut, cussing under his breath. “Fuck, jagi, I’m close.”, he pants, “Lift yourself up, I’m about to cum.”, he bites his lip, gesturing for you to lift your body from his lap in case you didn’t want him to finish inside you. Instead, you pushed your body down, sinking onto him even more, so that his length fills you up completely. “Fuck, I’m-“, he’s cut off mid sentence by his breathtaking orgasm.
You stay there, in the backseats, you on top of Yoongi, both of you desperately trying to catch your breaths. Your arms are around his body, and you rest your head on his chest, as he runs a hand though your long hair. You feel his cum slowly drip out of you as he softens inside you, good thing you always carry wet wipes in your bag wherever you go, otherwise you’d be screwed.
“Get up, jagiya, we have to go now.”, Yoongi whispers in your ear. You hum in protest, but get up anyway, because you have a baby to babysit, otherwise you’d stay here with him, cuddled up to his chest, as he holds you tight.
“I’m sorry…”, he mumbles, as he zips his jeans and fixes his hair, and you look at him confused. “Because I…, you know, came inside.”, he gestures, visibly embarrassed, his cheeks blushing a little. He’s so cute.
“Why are you sorry?”
“Well, since you said you wanted to take a break from trying…”, he trails, but you get the point. “I wasn’t expecting… that,” he goes on “otherwise I’d have brought condoms or just, you know, finished somewhere else.”, he sounds guilty, and you hate that.
“Yoongi, love, it’s okay. I wanted it, I liked it.”, you reassure him “The whole taking-a-break thing was just because it was just too much to handle back then. I just needed some time. It’s okay, I promise.”, you kiss him on the lips, hoping that it’ll wash away all the guilt he’s feeling, and somehow it does.
“I love you.”, he places a soft peck on your lips.
“I love you too.”, you giggle, brushing your nose against his, “Now let’s go, Min Yoongi, we got a baby to babysit.”
Kim Jisung is an utterly adorable baby. He’s got the prettiest little eyes, and the softest gummy cheeks you ever squished, plus he’s always super calm and quiet, you barely heard him cry since he was born, except for when he was hungry. Taehyung’s always manifested his love for kids, and it really was no surprise to you all when he and his girlfriend announced the pregnancy after just a couple of years of dating, since he always rambled on and on and on about wanting to be a father while he was still in his twenties -technically, he wasn’t even twenty-five when his girlfriend gave birth to Jisung, but whatever.
Jisung sleeps quietly, as you and Yoongi watch him squeeze his favorite plushie in his tiny, adorable hands, and you can’t help but let out a sigh, that has Yoongi to quickly pull you into a hug from behind. “He’s just too cute.”, you smile at the precious baby boy, and you hear Yoongi hum in agreement. “He grew up so fast, though. It feels like yesterday when Taehyung called us, saying that Jihyeon was in labor.”
“Babies do grow up fast.”, he agrees with you. It’s kinda sad, though, isn’t it?”, Yoongi squeezes you tighter, eyes locked on sleeping Jisung. “They’re so cute, wish they could stay like this forever.”, he speaks as if he’s daydreaming -and he is.
“Bet you won’t be saying that when you’ll have to change, like, a million diapers per day.”, you and Yoongi jump at the sound of Taehyung’s voice. You’ve been too caught up in the moment to notice the rattling of the keys and the door opening. “But he is cute, I’ll give you that.”, he chuckles, placing the keys on the table, before helping Jihyeon, his fiancée, take off her coat. Her baby bump is showing already, and you wince at the sight, biting you cheek.
Taehyung immediately goes to the crib where his baby is peacefully asleep, and caresses Jisung’s puffy cheeks with his fingers. Little Jisung stirs at the feeling of his father. “Hi buddy, I’m back.”, he whispers to his son, completely and utterly in love.
“Tae, don’t wake him up.”, Jihyeon scolds him, getting closer to the crib as well, but watching her son from afar, not wanting to disturb his sleep any more.
“But I missed him.”, Taehyung pouts, unable to keep his hands off his son. “It’s so hard to stay away from him.”
“Did Jisung give you a hard time?”, Jihyeon smiles at you and Yoongi as she sits on the couch, caressing her belly.
You and Yoongi both shake your heads no. “No, he’s an angel. He’s so cute.”, your heart aches a bit at the thought of having to leave him soon.
“I wonder if baby number two is going to be so calm and peaceful, too.”, Jihyeon giggles, her hand still on her baby bump.
You wonder how it feels, to have a life growing inside of you. You haven’t got to experience that yet, and when your miscarriage happened you were only four weeks pregnant, and there had been no significant changes in your body.
“Sorry if we ruined your plans for the evening by asking you to babysit Jisung.”, Taehyung says, picking up his sleeping baby from the crib, before holding him closer to his body as little Jisung nuzzles into his chest, still not letting go of his plushie. “We didn’t know who else to ask.”, he kisses his son on the head. “Seokjin and Namjoon are out of town celebrating their hundredth anniversary or whatever, and Jungkook… well, I don’t trust him with my baby yet. He’s still a baby, for God’s sake.”, Taehyung jokes, making both you and Yoongi laugh.
“It was our pleasure.”, you reassure him. “We love Jisung, we had so much fun.”, there’s sadness in both your voice and your smile, Yoongi can feel it.
“Are you sure? Thought you might wanted to be alone.”, Jihyeon insists, but you shake your head once more.
“It’s fine, really. We really do enjoy spending time around Jisung. Plus Yoongi and I are alone 99% of the time anyway…”
Jihyeon and Taehyung quickly look at each other before looking away. Jihyeon clears her throat, “We just thought you were uncomfortable around babies?”, her voice comes out more like a question.
You and Yoongi both gulp hard, visibly taken aback. You are definitely not ready for this conversation. You and Jihyeon are close, yes, but you have always been the type of person to keep her personal stuff… well, private. You don’t like to share too much about your life, especially when it’s about sensitive topics like this.
Literally no one knows that you and Yoongi’ve been trying to have a baby. He’s close to Taehyung, he’s one of his best friends, but it’s not like they talk about these kind of things.
“We’re not.”, Yoongi simply says, hoping that it’d change the topic. His words are followed by and awkward, unbearable silence, until he clears his throat before he speaks again, “It’s getting pretty late, we’ve got plans for lunch so we have to be up early, we better get off.”
☔︎
You feel like you could faint right there on the spot when Jungkook’s new girlfriend, who just turned nineteen, confesses to you that she’s late. Late late. Like, her period’s late. A couple of weeks, actually. She stares at you with her big, doe eyes, and she looks like she’s about to burst into tears. Thankfully, Jungkook’s in the other room with Yoongi and the rest of your friends, and you and her, Nara, are completely alone.
“Have you…”, you clear your throat, clearly uncomfortable in this situation. Why did she decide to come to you? Sure, you and her are pretty close, and you almost look after as if you’re her big sister, but damn, that was quite straightforward. “Have you and Jungkook had unprotected sex?”, you ask, but deep down you already know the answer, otherwise she wouldn’t be in panic.
She bites her lower lip, guilty, as she nods. “Yeah, but only a couple of times. We didn’t have any condoms and were too caught up in the moment to think straight. He didn’t finish inside, though.”, she tries to find a silver lining, but you know that it could’ve been enough. She could be pregnant.
“You have to take a test.”, you tell her. “It could mean nothing though, my period’s late all the time, I should have had it three weeks ago” you shrug “But, you could also be pregnant. You have to take a test.”, you repeat.
The thought of Nara being pregnant too makes you feel sick. It’s as if everybody else is living your dream and you are just… watching.
“But please,” you sigh “don’t have unprotected sex again if you’re not ready for the consequences.” She nods in silence, knowing that you are right. You’re not really scolding her, you’re just looking out for her. Nara is young, too young to understand all the challenges that a teen pregnancy brings, and you wouldn’t want that for her. Especially because Jungkook and her’ve just started dating.
“Unnie?”, she asks after a couple of minutes of complete silence. “You said your period is late, too.”, she starts explaining herself. “I actually bought two pregnancy test, just in case. Why don’t we take them together? You said you’re late, too. It’d help me release some tension.”, she pulls out two pregnancy tests from her bag.
☔︎
You can’t believe you’re actually peeing on a stick right now. You don’t even remember the last time you took a test, and surely you weren’t expecting to take one now, on a random Saturday night, while your boyfriend was just downstairs, laughing and drinking with his friends.
Nara’s already taken her test, and placed it inside the box without looking at it -which is, in fact, the whole point of a pregnancy roulette-, so you do the exact same. You open the bathroom door to get Nara in, before closing and locking it to make sure no one disturbs you.
“Should we take a look?”, she asks, panic in her voice.
You nod, before taking both boxes in your hands, ready to pull out the tests and see the results. You just know you’re not pregnant, that’s why you’re not anxious or anything. Your period is always late, and this time it’s no exception.
“I’m scared.” Nara’s voice trembles, and she sounds like she’s about to cry.
You instantly pull her into a hug, and she finally lets a couple tears slip from her hazel eyes. “It’s okay, Nara.”, you pat her back. “It’s okay to be scared. I’m here. Breathe in, then breathe out”, you instruct her, hoping it’ll help her calm down a bit. “Whatever the tests shows, you’re not alone.”
She lets out a desperate whine. “What if I’m pregnant, though? My parents don’t even know I’m dating Jungkook, how am I going to explain a baby to them? What do I tell them?”
“Nara, calm down. You don’t even know if you are pregnant. And if you are, then I’m sure you and Jungkook’ll figure it out together.”, you pull away to wipe away some tears from her face. “He likes you very much. He’s not a dick, I know he wouldn’t leave you alone if you were pregnant with his child.”
She nods, convinced by your words. “Okay.”, she swallows her own saliva. “You’re right, unnie, thank you.”
“Ready to look?”, you ask.
She nods, before taking a deep breath. And you do too, even though you know you’re not pregnant. You can’t be. “Yeah, unnie. Let’s get this over with.”
You pull out the test from the box in one swift motion, before placing them on the sink, but they somehow slip and, when you recollect them, there’s absolutely no way you can tell which one’s yours. That’s when you accidentally look at the results.
Negative.
You take a look at the other test.
It’s positive.
Fuck.
☔︎
Yoongi literally throws himself on the bed, and you glare at him because you just hate it when he sits on the bed without changing his clothes first, especially since you changed the sheets this morning. He decides to ignore the look you’re giving him, playfully pushing you, making you fall back on the mattress. “Don’t give me that look, jagiya, I had the shittiest day today, I deserve a good sleep.”, he smirks, but you frown.
“What happened?”, you get closer to his warm body, nuzzling your face into his collarbone.
“I don’t know,” he sighs “my boss stressed me a bit too much, I guess.”, he places a kiss on top of your head. But you know Yoongi like the back of your hands, and you know that something else is definitely bothering him, he’s just not the type to stress too much about work. You lift your head to look at him. “What?”, he asks, not looking into your eyes, which is something he always does when he’s trying to hide something from you.
“Tell me what you are really upset about.”, you insist.
“I already told you.”, he frowns.
“Yoongi, sometimes you seem to forget we’ve been together for almost eight years. I know you.”, you tease him by playfully tickling his side, and he squirms under your touch.
“It’s fine, jagi, it’s nothing.”
“Tell me.”
He takes a deep breath. “It’s just that Jungkook told me something, and I just can’t seem to get it out of my head.” You gulp hard at the sound of his words. You know what he’s talking about, but Yoongi doesn’t know that you know.
“What is it?”, you hope he doesn’t sense the quiver in your voice, and he doesn’t. He’s too much inside his own head at the moment.
“I don’t want to talk about it, it’s stupid.”, he mumbles under his breath.
You sigh heavily. “Stop being so grumpy,” you playfully flick his head “tell me.”
“Fine.”, he gives up. He runs his hand through his hair, unsure whether he should even be telling you that. He doesn’t want to bring up the sensitive topic of pregnancy once again, but you’d find out soon anyways. “Jungkook told me Nara’s period is late.”, he blurts out, unable to look at you. “She hasn’t gone to the doctor yet, but Jungkook’s pretty positive she’s pregnant since they had unprotected sex this month.”
“Oh.”
“I didn’t want to tell you, jagi, but I figured that she’s going to tell the girls and you’d find out anyways.”, he sounds guilty, and he immediately wraps his strong arms around you to comfort you.
“Why are you upset, then?”, you ask, your voice is muffled by your face being pressed against his sweater.
He lets out a long, heavy sigh, as he lets go of your body. “I don’t know, it’s just…”, his head falls back on the soft pillow under his head “The thought of Jungkook becoming a father… I don’t know, it makes me wish I was in his place.”
“You wish you’d gotten Nara pregnant?”, you joke, and he chuckles.
“You know what I meant.”, he sighs. “I really can’t believe Jungkook’s going to be a father…”, he trails, covering his face with both of his hands out of frustration.
You stay quiet for a couple of minutes, in complete silence, before you speak. “Jungkook’s not going to be a father, Yoongi.”, you take a deep breath, “You are.”
Yoongi doesn’t say a thing. In fact, he doesn’t even move, he even stops breathing for a solid five seconds, before he sits up on the mattress and whispers an almost inaudible “What?”, and you already feel the tears starting to well up in your eyes as you get up from your shared king size bed and hurry to grab your purse. You then proceed to pull out a couple of pregnancy tests and a piece of paper Yoongi’s never seen before.
“I took one of these the other night.”, you start, showing him the positive pregnancy sticks, placing them on top of the duvet cover, “It started as a joke, I really didn’t think I could actually be pregnant.”
You tell him how Nara’d talked you into taking the test, and how only one of them showed two lines. You also tell him that, the next day, you’d bought two more pregnancy tests and took them first thing in the morning just to make sure, because you never know. You weren’t really expecting two pink lines to show up, and you tell him how you almost fainted right there on the spot. You also tell him that the next day, still shook, you went to the hospital to run some beta blood tests, that confirmed what the sticks’d been telling you all along.
You are pregnant. And what shook you even more was finding out that you are eleven weeks pregnant. You had never missed your period during the past months, however you had to admit it wasn’t like the other times. There was much less blood, and it only lasted a couple of days. You didn’t think that it’d be spotting from implantation.
“I didn’t go to the gynecologist, I wanted to tell you first. I want you there with me.” You don’t even realize you’ve been crying the whole time as you were telling Yoongi the whole story of how you found out you are soon going to welcome your baby to the world.
Yoongi’s crying too. His beautiful, pale skin is soaked in tears as he sniffles and clears his runny nose with the hem of his sweater. “Jagi…”, he sobs, pulling you close for a hug. “Are you serious? Is this real? You’re not joking, are you? Please, please tell me you’re not joking.”, he chokes. He’s so scared you’ll tell him that it’s some kind of sick prank, but it is not.
It’s all true.
“It is, Yoongi. It’s real. We’re having a baby.”, you sob too, soaking his clothes with the tears that are falling from your eyes, but neither of you care. You’ve been waiting so long for this moment, and you don’t care about a damn sweater getting wet.
“Lay down, jagiya, I want to hug you and our baby.”, he wipes some more tears from his beautiful, yet teary eyes.
You nod, laying down, sinking in your soft mattress, and you soon feel Yoongi’s hands pull down your pajama pants just so that he could have better access to your, still pretty imperceptible, baby bump. You muffle your sobs in the sleeve of your sweater as you feel him place a series of light kisses on your belly, before pulling your pants back on, muttering a “That’ll keep you warm” to the baby in your tummy.
He gets up only to change into some comfortable sweats and an oversized t-shirt, before returning to bed to lay next to you under the soft, vanilla scented sheets. He hugs you from behind, his warm hand drawing imaginary shapes on your belly. “I still can’t believe it, jagi, I’m so happy…”, he whispers, placing a kiss on your hair, “I’m going to be a dad.”, you can’t see him, but you know he’s probably smiling from ear to ear.
“Yeah, you are.”, you turn your head to kiss him on the lips. “And you’ll be the best appa, Yoongi.”
He stays quiet for a while, and you think that maybe he fell asleep, when he suddenly speaks again. “Wait, you said eleven weeks?”, he sounds like he’s thinking of something. You nod. “Jagiya… isn’t that when we… you know, in the car, before Taehyung’s house?”
Your eyes widen as you remember that night. Oops. Yup, that must definitely be the night you got pregnant, since you hadn’t had sex in the previous month. Even after that one time in your car, whenever you and Yoongi had sex he’d pull out last minute until you managed to convince him that you seriously were fine with him finishing inside -which took a while, surprisingly. So yeah, that night in the car has to be the night.
“Oh my God, jagiya, I can’t believe we made our baby in the backseats of our car.”, Yoongi chuckles, and you laugh too because really, what are the odds? You’ve had unprotected sex for the last years and you get pregnant the one time you do it in your car?
“Goodnight jagiya, sleep tight.”, Yoongi pulls you closer and kisses your cheek. He then slips one hand into your pajama pants to caress your belly. “Goodnight baby, sleep tight, appa loves you so much already.”
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Yoongi’s been extra affectionate since he found out he’s going to be a dad.
He asks you how you’re feeling at least ten times per hour, and when he’s not physically there with you, he texts you. It’s not only because he’s protective of you and your baby, but also because he wants to be even more involved in your pregnancy than he already is. He wants to know every little thing that’s happening in your life: every mood swings, every craving, every time you’re feeling nauseous, he just wants to know. He needs to know.
When you went to the gynecologist to make sure you are indeed pregnant, he asked a million questions to your doctor. You believe you won’t ever forget how his eyes were glistening when the obgyn confirmed that your baby is perfectly healthy and your pregnancy’s not at risk. He’s genuinely so happy to finally be able to share all this happiness with you, the love of his life, the mother of his child.
You both agreed you’d tell the news to your friends once you entered your second trimester, just to make sure everything was fine. The day you told them, they were all so happy and congratulated the both of you.
Yoongi bursted into tears when the doctor told you you were expecting a girl. He’d been emotional for the whole day and kept his hand on your belly all the time, caressing your bump as he talked to his daughter, telling her how much he loved her already and how he couldn’t wait to meet her.
“What do you think about Unmyeong?” Yoongi asks all of a sudden.
You’re in bed, Yoongi’s arm is around you and his hand is on your belly. You’re almost at the end of your third trimester now, and you’ve definitely gotten bigger. Still, you and Yoongi haven’t chosen the perfect name for your baby girl. You both kind of want a unique name for her, a name that represents what you feel for her.
“What?”, you ask him, confused.
“Unmyeong.”, he repeats. “For our baby girl. It means destiny.”, he explains.
You stay quiet for a while. Unmyeong. The more you think about it and repeat the name over and over in your head, the more you like it. Destiny.
“I think we were destined to have her, you know?” Yoongi murmurs, nuzzling against your back. “We went through a lot to have a family. But we’re here now, our baby girl’s due date’s in a couple of weeks, and I can’t help but think it’s the destiny that gifted us with her.”
His words make tears well up in your eyes, and you can’t help but believe he’s right. You were definitely destined to have her. After almost four years of negative pregnancy tests and desperate cries, you finally got what you’ve been praying for for so long.
You turn your upper body to meet Yoongi’s eyes, and notice they’re glistening as well. “I like it. Unmyeong… I like it.”, you smile at him.
“You do?”
You nod, smiling at him. “It’s perfect. The perfect name for our perfect baby girl. Min Unmyeong.”
A couple of tears fall from Yoongi’s eyes when he hears the full name for the first time. It’s real, it’s all real, finally. You feel him move under the sheets until he rests his head on your stomach, careful not to hurt you in any way.
“Hi Min Unmyeong. This is appa.”, you can’t stop the tears from streaming down your face as well. “I can’t wait to finally meet you, baby girl. I can’t wait for the three of us to be a family. I love you so much, baby girl. Now sleep tight and let your eomma rest well. Jal ja, baby girl.”
Summary: You and Jimin have been living in poverty without parental help as they decided to disown you the moment you married the love of your universe. Life hasn't been easy ever since, but your love for each other and the will of building a family of your own may just be enough to concur all.
non-idol!jimin x pregnant!fem!reader
Warnings: pregnancy, poverty, medical issues, cold, malnutrition, childbirth
Word count: 2.9K
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You felt another blanket being placed on your body.
- Chim, I think that's enough, but thank you. - you breathed out sleepily, as Jimin carefully lays down next to you on the mattress placed on the floor.
- No, love! It's freezing. We need to make sure you don't catch a cold. That wouldn't be good considering you are 28 weeks.
He was right. Your tiny apartment was located in the poorest part of town, where cutting the water or gas was done weekly by authorities, since there was always something wrong with the system. Now not even the tiny heater in your miniature room was radiating any warmth, meaning the only things keeping you and your baby growing inside your womb warm were those few blankets you had.
- This was our last blanket though... now you have none. - you extended your hands, motioning him to lay under your blankets.
He hesitantly lifted the blankets and slipped under them, wrapping his protective arms around your waist to scoot you closer to his body. Of course, he was mindful of your bump, making sure not to crush your little one inside. A warm smile spread across his face, as he felt the baby wiggle against his torso. Moments like this reminded him, that rich, or not, life was beautiful.
- Now, go to sleep, okay? - ha pleaded, while softly caressing your hair and back. - You need a lot of rest.
- Okay... - you yawned. - But you too! Night.
- I hate that you still go to work.
- Jimin, we talked about this before! Women in my condition usually have maternity leave around their last month. I just started my seventh month, we have 3 left. - before he could cut you off, you continued. - Besides, we can't afford to have minus one working hand. We need the money. I already quit one of my jobs.
- Then I'll get another job.
- A fourth one? There's no way I'm letting that happen!
- Jagi...
You cut him off with a kiss. That kiss brought him comfort and reassurance. He still didn't like the fact that even after the doctor told you you were a bit underweight and should make sure you didn't lose any more if you wanted the baby to be healthy, you were still on your feet all that at work, which also included some physical labor. Ever since that day, he would skip meals, so you could eat more. Of course, he never told you this, because he knew you'd never let him do that.
- Good night!
- Good night, Love! - then he put his free hand on your tummy. - Night, night baby!
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- Mrs. Park, - your doctor sighed. - even though you made some progress compared to last time, you still seem a little underweight. I want you to keep in mind that malnutrition doesn't only affect the fetus' development but can also send you into premature labor.
These were definitely news that you expected to hear at your 32-week check-up, and you had plenty of time to prepare yourself, but you still couldn't stop the tears from escaping your eyes. These facts being said out loud sent shivers down your spine and made your heart fill with worry for your precious baby.
Tears kept running and running down your red cheeks and no one was there to wipe them away. Jimin had work, which he couldn't miss, and the old lady, who called herself a doctor definitely wasn't the one who would calm you down. She was extremely unsympathetic. You just wished your husband was there, holding your hand.
The gynecologist printed out your ultrasound pictures and handed you the papers which contained the updates on your and the fetus' health.
You didn't have a car. None of you. So you had to walk all the way home, burning calories, which you couldn't afford to burn. But you had no other option. On your way to your apartment, you stopped in front of a bakery, just staring inside of the showcase, debating whether or not you should spend those few bucks you brought with you, on some nourishing pastries for yourself... more for your baby. The debate was obviously determined when you set your thin hands on your bump and felt your bundle of joy wiggle around. A soft, but sad smile appeared on your lips, and you went inside.
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You sat in your scummy kitchen, munching on one of the cheese biscuits you bought earlier, when you hear the squeak of the front door, signaling that your husband was home. About time... it was 10 PM.
- Hi, My Love!
He took his shoes off and hugged you, caressing your back and pressing a gentle hand on your bump.
- How did your appointment go?
- It went great. - you lied.
- Can I see the papers?
You froze. Oh no! That will give everything away.
- Uhm... I lost it.
- Jagi... Please don't lie to me, okay?
You realized that there was no reason to lie to your husband any further. You dug deep into your duffel bag you've been taking with you everywhere for years now. The time took a toll on it as well. The rips and lose threads were becoming more and more evident.
In the end, you pulled out the folded medical papers, which will soon reveal your little secret to Jimin.
He carefully read through the words, making sure he wasn't missing any detail.
You didn't dare to look at him. You were scared. you expected scolding from him, words that would send you tears.
Instead, you just felt thin arms wrap around you and delicate hands running up and down your bump.
- Oh Jagi! - he breathed.
You couldn't help the tears. You were an emotional mess. Relief, sadness, worry, guilt...
- A-are you m-mad?
- No, no! I'm not, baby.
He carefully lifted you and slipped under you n the chair, so he could set you on his lap. He turned your head to look him in the eye and was quick to wipe the tears away, which were continuously pouring onto your shirt. He just kept wiping and wiping them.
- I'm just so worried, Jagi... But... don't you worry, My Love, okay? We'll work on it. You'll be fine! Perfectly healthy!
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- Love! I'm home! - he said as he closed the door.
- Chim? - you breathe out shakily.
Jimin could immediately sense the discomfort in your voice, so he is quick to get into the tiny bathroom your voice could be heard from.
He dropped everything he had on him the moment he saw your distressed figure on the floor hunched over the toilet, hands on your 34-week bump, and rat to your side.
- Baby! It's okay, let it all out!
- I haven't been able to keep anything down today.
- Oh God! Why didn't you call me?
- I don't have any money on my phone... I couldn't call anyone.
Jimin cursed at himself for forgetting to charge money on your phone. It was a very dangerous move from him, especially now that you are nearing the end of your pregnancy.
- I'm having a contraction... - you panted as you clutched your abdomen, still sitting on the floor.
His hands carefully flew to rest on your stomach as he felt around. Your bump was rock-hard. He panicked. You weren't full-term yet.
- Are you sure? Maybe they are just Braxton hicks... - he held onto the last bit of hope he had.
- I'm not sure... I hope though. - you straightened your posture as the tight feeling in your stomach eased. - Chim... - tears started streaming from your eyes. - These don't feel like Braxton hicks. My baby...
- Shhh... It's alright, don't worry. We'll get you to the hospital.
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- Mrs. Park, you are now in pre-term labor, but we can give you medication that might extend your pregnancy by a few more days or weeks.
- How much does it cost? - you ask, laying in the uncomfortable hospital bed with pink and blue bands strapped around your bump, which attached little machines to your skin to detect the baby's and your vitals.
- No! She'll have it! - Jimin said with much confidence.
- Chim...
You could barely afford the hospital bills for your labor and delivery. You didn't need to add any more to that sum.
- Can we get a moment, please? - your husband addressed your doctor.
- Of course. - she walked outside.
Jimin sat down next to you on the bed, his eyes flaming as he stared at the bands and machines attached to your still small bump. At least compared to how far along you were. Baby didn't weigh much and you were supposed to work on that in the remainder of your pregnancy.
And while Jimin's stare was livid, he stroked your hand and talked in the most gentle way possible.
- You are getting that medicine. I'm not letting my baby have potential risks or even die!
- I know, Ji-
The next contraction hit you out of nowhere. You curled around your hardened stomach and gripped Jimin's shirt.
- Breathe, breathe! - he whispered.
- I know, - you started as the contraction ended. - and it's the last thing I want as well. But tell me honestly how will we pay for that. That shit is expensive and we d-don't even have baby products yet.
That's when the tears spilled.
- It's okay, - he wiped your eyes. - I'll make sure everything is perfectly fine. You'll have that medicine and won't worry about the bills. I'll sort everything out.
His tone calmed you a bit, just enough to stop crying. But it didn't free you from the concern you felt about your child's well-being.
Your husband called the doctor back in, who immediately started preparing the procedure.
- No, no! - you whined. - No needles, Chim...
- Shhh... - he stroked your hair. - Just focus on me. Think about how is you are strong now, we'll have a strong baby in a few weeks.
So you did. You were strong and the IV was in, pouring some fluid into you. You didn't look at it, but you were nauseous non the less.
Just in time, a nurse assisting the doctor shoved a bowl in front of you. You let out the contest of your stomach. You didn't know you had anything left in you, and now, vomiting with Jimin tying your back with an emergency hair tie on his wrist, then rubbing your back.
- We're going to wait now and see how your contractions turn out. If they stop, we'll do a check on the baby and determine whether you are safe to go back home or now. If they continue to progress, we'll get ready for delivery.
So you waited there in the arms of your husband. Breathing through contractions and praying. Praying that the medicine worked and that your baby is okay.
Hours went by, but the constant pains tormenting you never stopped.
- Mr. and Mrs. Park, I'm afraid there's no other solution, we have to go through with the delivery.
Your heart ached. You wished you could give your beloved child, whom you haven't seen yet but lived with everything you had, a bright future. You wanted them to grow up in comfort and love at the same time. These are things you got to experience in your life, only never at the same time. Comfort you had while in the care of your parents, but love you only ever found when comfort was taken away, with Jimin.
A strong contraction ripped through your abdomen, squeezing your helpless baby inside. Jimin was close to tears himself.
- Breath, beautiful. You've got this. - he whispered with a broken voice.
You would have thought that this little gesture (him reminding you to breath) would be useless and would only agitate you, but thanks to him you realized you've been holding your breath which didn't help with the pain. As soon as you were reminded by him you let as much air into your lungs as possible and that relieved a lot of pressure from your stomach.
At some point the pain got extremely bad. No matter what you did, walking around, or squatting, the pressure was worse than ever amd could no longer be relieved by breathing.
- Wow, that was a big one. - the nurse exclaimed as she inspected the red line on the monitor, possibly measuring the intensity of your contractions. - How do you feel about some kind of pain relief?
The word "yes" was at the very tip of your tongue, it wanted to escape faster than light travels. But a voice, that has been chanting the same word over and over again since the day of your engagement, stopped you. Money.
- What do you suggest? - your husband asked after seeing your doubtful gaze.
-No... Ugh... I- W-we can't... - you huffed in the middle of feeling your baby squirming in discomfort as your belly hardens again.
- What do you suggest? - Jimin asked again, this time with a much more impatient voice, ignoring your protests.
- At this point it would be too late for the epidural, but I would recommend either oxygen, or gas. Oxygen is great for your lung capacity, helping you with breathing, amd gas kind of works like a drug. It's completely harmless of course, it has a numbing effect, so your brain can't process pain the way it is now, making it seem less intense.
- Jim-Jimin! You no we can't-
- We'll take oxygen.
After a bit of time and a lot of convincing from your husband, the nurse brought all the equipment needed and soon you had a mask-like plastic thing in your hand. She showed you how to use it and you were good to go. You were hesitant at first, but after feeling the difference it made, you couldn't resist anymore.
Jimin was relieved to see you have some break from the constant torture. That break, however, didn't last long.
A sudden strange urge and pressure broke you from your relaxed state. Your water broke and the contractions, which brought your baby so low, came almost immediately after each other.
- I ned to PUSH! - with that last word you were pushing, there was no going back.
Jimin worriedly smacked the calling button above your head, and 3 nurses entered the room, taking their places around you like the professionals they were.
They quickly understood that you prefered being encouraged with gentle words, not like some who needed them to shout like a football coach. You were scared for your baby, who would be born prematurly into this cold world, without a warm home, without a place to sleep. Damn... you don't even have a crib yet.
The only thing that allowed you ta stay focused was the thought of your little baby being in your arms, and Jimin's heartwarming words. These two pushed you forward.
- IT BURNS! - you scream in pure agony.
- Push through it! It means you're doing it right. - one of the nurses assured.
To be honest you couldn't tell the difference between them at this point. You could barely even see, your vision was so blurred by the tears pouring down your cheeks.
- We're so close baby! So, so close. It'll all be over.
Oh how wrong he was...
Once this part comes to an end the rest and most difficult part begins.
Several pushes and one last scream later the pain faded into nothing and for the first time in your life, you smiled when a baby cried.
You remember countless times when on long plane rides a baby was close to you on an aircraft you silently cursed at all living species on Earth. You would do so again when you realize you forgot to bring your headphones, and you'd have to listen to the annoying wailing sounds of an uncontrollable infant. Now, however, it was the world's most wonderful sound.
He was alive, breathing, gunky and slimy, just covered in all kinds of birth fluids, but he was the most beautiful thing that's ever existed on this planet.
You became a mother.
A mother to a child whose father is the love of your universe. You chuckled at the silly thought. Of course, how else would it be?
Your beautiful newborn son was placed on your chest and his warmth made you forget all the hardships you've faced and the ones you'll have to face once this moment is over. He was tiny but had a healthy set of lungs and an even healthier heart, which was all you cared about. His squished face scrunched even more with his cries. You were in love for the second time in your life. You never thought your love could get bigger, you imagined becoming a mother would split your love into two, half for your husband, half for the new addition to the family. But you were so wrong!
- Our little son. - the voice of your husband pulled you out of the state of mind you were in. He pulled you out to be with him. Him and your son so you could enjoy these moments with those who matter. Who you live for.
- Thank you Jimin...
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A/n: Might make a part 2 if enough people have interest in it, because I'm curious what happens to them now 🫣
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.
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- 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! ♥️🥹
Oh my😄 I didn't know this was a thing on here, but it certainly made me smile! ♥️ And it inspired me to write a bit of Only Teens pt4, so be patient, I am trying. Thank you for all your support, and I hope we have a lot more to come in the future! 😘
Summary: You and your friend get stuck on a remote island after a tragic ship accident and have to figure everything out on your own.
Remote island AU - reader insert
Warnings: pregnancy (and all the thing that come with it), very detailed childbirth! small age gap (6 years), vomiting, argument, breastfeeding
Word count: 15.5K
Inspired by the movie Blue Lagoon (1980) and Return to the Blue Lagoon (1991)
- Tae?
- Yes?
- Can I eat this? - tiny little hands reach up to show the older boy the berries.
- No, Y/n! You can't eat anything we aren't entirely sure about! - the boy scolds the little girl.
A pout takes over the girl's lips, as she throws the berries to the ground.
- Can you help me put these branches in my arms?
The little girl squeals in happiness and picks up the branches one by one.
- Will we build a big, big house? - she asks with wide eyes.
- I'm not sure how bit, or steady it will be, but I promise to try my best!
Y/n claps his hands at his answer. Usually, anything Taehyung promises will happen, so the girl is sure that in just a few days they will own the house of her dreams on this small island that is just theirs, no one else's.
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The ocean was swaying behind the two kids in the rising sun. Tae hasn't slept almost the entire night, too busy making the finishing touches on the little house they built.
- It's done! It's done, Tae! I'm so happy! - a little girl squealed as the last little details were done as well.
- It is, Y/n! - the boy smiled sleepily. - Have you seen your room yet?
- My woom? I have my own woom?!
- You sure do! - the boy grabbed Y/n's tiny hands and lead her in front of one of the rooms in the wooden house.
There were beautiful shells stuck to the door and formed letters and words. The y read: Y/n's room.
- Happy Birthday, Y/n!
- It's my biwthday? - the girl asked wide-eyed.
- It is, silly. - he chuckled. - It's the 3rd of July.
- How do you know?
- I've been keeping track on the wall of the cave.
- Wow!
- So, do you want to see your room? It's your present from me.
Without another word, the girl pushed the bamboo door open with tiny, clumsy hands. The sight in front of her left Y/n speechless.
The room wasn't large but it was extremely cosy. There was everything the little girl needed. A bed-like creation to sleep on, a small wardrobe she could fill with the clothes that were saved from the ship or washed to shore, and even a window, giving a fantastic view of the infinite water, covered by curtains. Adorable decorations made out of shells and leaves were hung on the sealing.
- Tae... It's so beautiful! Thank you! - she wrapped her short arms around the boy's thighs and hid her face in his stomach.
- Of course, Y/n. You deserve it. - he picked up the girl and held her securely on his waist. - But only if you show me how old you turned!
Little Y/n slowly held up her fingers while counting each one until she stopped.
- Five! - she laughed.
- That's right! You're a big girl now! - he kissed her cheek and gently lowered her light body to the ground. - Today is all about you, Sweetheart! We'll celebrate!
- A pawty?
- Yes, a party.
- Will mama and dada be thewe?
The boy's eyes darkened, sadness washing over his figure.
- No, Y/n... T-they won't be there, unfortunately... - he brushed a hand over the girl's soft cheeks as a pout spread across her lips.
- Then youw mama and youw dada?
The boy only sighed and shook his head, holding back tears that were so eager to spill onto his cheeks.
- Why?
- Remember the fire on the ship? - she nodded. - Well... you and I are very lucky, you know? Mama and dada couldn't get out as we did... I... t-they got stuck in the fire...
- But we awe they now?
- Y/n... they are at a better place... I guess... - a tear managed to slip out. - But that place is very far away from us.
- It doesn't, matter how far away they are, Tae. I want to go there.
- Oh, Y/n, no! That place... that place is for people who don't live anymore.
The little girl started to realize what her friend was trying to tell her. There was no coming back for her mama and papa... They were gone.
Tears started welling up in the girl's eyes and looked up at the boy almost as if she was asking for help of some sort.
- A-are they d-dead?
All the boy did was nod slightly, his own heart breaking at the sight of the little girl's tear-streamed face. The girl once again buried her face into the boy's stomach, painful sobs erupting from her lips.
5 year later
Y/n took careful steps as she climbed the little hill which had turned into her safe place over the years. Whenever she was feeling down, or times were rough, she would come out there and pray. She believed this was the place where she could talk to her parents. even though they never answered through words, Y/n knew they were listening.
The delicately carved piece of rock was placed on the top of the hill, with the beautiful ocean behind it.
Y/n placed the blossoming bouquet next to the headstone and a small tear escaped her eyes.
- Mama? Papa? - she began. - I hope you can hear me. I'm sure you can. - she smiled. - I turned 10 a couple of days ago. I'm a big girl now... Tae is 16 now. He's so, so, so smart. He built a whole house, and I even have my own room! He also taught me many, many things, so I could be smart just like him. Although, I still have a long way to go. He truly is amazing. He's the sibling I never had. My wise, big brother. He hunts and catches fish for us to eat, and I collect fruits and veggies around the island. I even made my own little garden where I can grow all the delicious plants. But Tae is the one who does most of the things. I always try to help him as much as I can...
It started raining. Y/n would have had so much more to tell her parents, but the worried boy's voice stopped her.
- Y/n, come inside! - his voice echoed from a distance.
- Bye, mama! Bye, dada! - she blew a kiss above her head.
Taehyung told her they must be up there, far, far away above the clouds.
~
What is happening to me?
Taehyung thought to himself as he stood in front of the small mirror that got washed up to shore a few days after the accident.
He didn't things were happening to his body. He was overly confused. He was inspecting his bare chest. It had gotten much... bigger? More muscular! His arms weren't as thin as they used to be.
And what is that thing coming out of my...
Nevermind.
This was puberty... he knew it. But he thought his voice is going to get deeper, or a little facial hair and that's it. But oh boy, no...
He just wished his dad would be there to explain it all... His big sister, Tiana, explained some girly stuff to him, but she never told him about the things boys experienced.
He had a lot to figure out on his own.
~
- Careful around the fire, Y/n!
- Sorry... - she apologized and stopped getting closer to the intriguing flames. - Can I have the coconut, please?
- Of course.
- But you love coconut too and we only have one. We could always share.
- Thank you, Y/n! You are very sweet, but we don't have to. We only found a small coconut this time, so I want you to eat as much of it as possible.
- But why? - the girl asked with curious eyes.
Tae could see she wasn't developing as she should. She was still extremely thin and shorter than an average 10-year-old should be. He was on a mission to fix this issue. He went hunting every day for hours, coming home with different animals and fruits, hoping they would help the girl. She was fragile.
But he didn't want to worry Y/n or make her think she was weak.
- I don't even like them that much, so you can have it.
- Really? - she gasped. - I thought you loved coconuts...
- I changed my mind. - he smiled.
- Okay... More for me then! - she giggled cheekily.
- Eat up sweetheart. - he chuckled, happy to see his sunshine eat.
Because it was true. Y/n was his sunshine. His everything since getting stuck on this island. He lost his whole family in the ship catastrophe. His parents, all 4 of his little sisters, and his big sister, who he looked up to very much. He missed them incredibly. He missed braiding their hair, their laughs and just having them in general. He wished he cherished those moments more before it all came to an end.
And for Y/n's parents, Y/n was their only child, and he swore he would protect her with all he had.
2 years later
- TAE! TAE!!! - the 12-year-old girl shouted from the edge of the forest.
- Y/N? Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?! - his worried voice called out.
Y/n's frightened form emerged from under the trees. She was running and chased by a little fluff ball.
- What is this, Tae?! Oh my God! It's gonna kill me!
The boy burst into laughter.
- Y/n! - he was laughing so hard. - H-have you e-ever seen a dog?
- Yes, but Tae! This isn't a dog. It's much smaller and its barks are ear-piercing.
- Y/n, this is a dog, just a different kind. Maybe you haven't seen one of them before. Look.
He caught the girl, who jumped onto him, seeking a place to hide. A place where she could be safe. And it was always her protector, her big brother. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, burying her face into its crock.
The tiny, fluffy dog stopped at the boy's legs at last and started jumping to reach the little girl, but it was too small and couldn't jump that high.
The boy slowly sat the girl down on her legs and the puppy immediately sniffed her, memorizing her fragrance. Taehyung wiped away the tears that rolled down the girl's cheeks.
- See? He's friendly.
- He? It's a boy? - she smiled, finally calming down.
- Yes.
- How do you know?
- Uhm... well... see that thing there? - he pointed between the dog's legs at the back.
The girl nodded.
- Well... that means he is a boy.
- Oh! Okay.
- Do you want to pet him?
- No! - she buried her face into his chest once more.
- But he's friendly! Look, he's so small.
The little girl opened her eyes and looked at the tiny creature, crouching down finally and carefully lowering her hand to pet the fluff ball's head.
- See?
A soft giggle erupted from Y/n.
- Give him a name, Tae!
- Me? Don't you have any pretty names?
She shook her head. Taehyung thought for a second. he always wanted a dog, but there was already so much hectic in their house at home, that adding a dog to 6 kids would have been a disaster.
But there was one name he liked, despite not being able to give it to any animal.
- How about Yeontan? - he said.
- Yeontan?
- Do you not like it?
- I do! Yeontan... That's such a unique name. Tannie!
- Tannie? What is that?
- His nickname! Yeontan and Tannie! Is it okay?
- Of course! I love it.
With that, he pressed a kiss onto her cheeks. Their little family had 3 members now. They weren't alone. They had each other. And that's what matters the most.
2 years later
Oh, God...
Oh, please, no!
- No! Tannie, go away! - she scolded the dog, who was curiously smelling the red stain on the white fabric.
The blood on her bed was the first thing Y/n noticed after she woke up. And the throbbing pain in her tummy didn't go away either... She thought it was from accidentally swallowing a lot of salt water while swimming the day before. It had happened before but didn't usually last this long.
This was different.
And where was the blood coming from? - she figured that one out pretty quickly... Panic rose in her. What was she supposed to do now? Tell Tae? But this is so embarrassing... There was no way she was going to keep this to herself. She shared everything with him.
So she shyly got off of her bed and yanked the stained material it was covered with.
- Tae? - she called out for him as she stepped out of the house.
The boy was just returning from collecting useful things around one part of the island.
- Yes, sweetheart?
- I... - she swallowed hard. - I'm really sorry, Tae... I don't know what happened.
She unraveled the fabric to reveal the bloodstain. However, she didn't receive the reaction she was nervous about. The boy inspected the red spot and a soft smile appeared on his face.
- Y/n, there's nothing to worry about, okay? This is completely normal for girls. It's called menstruation or a period when big and mature girls like you bleed from down there once a month or so. It's totally natural.
Y/n processed his words. She had so many questions and she wasn't afraid to ask him. Turns out, he knew a lot of things about periods.
- If only girls get this, then... how do you know so much about it?
- From my big sister. She taught me many things. Stuff about girls, what changes their bodies go through, and everything else that comes with it.
And so he shared all his knowledge about menstruation cycles with her, starting from cramps and bleeding, to mood swings and cravings. She looked up to him so much.
- Come, let's get you cleaned up and prepare the stuff we need, sweetheart.
He noticed her flushed cheeks and her hesitation to go with him.
- Y/n, this is pure nature. There is absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. Please, let me take care of you! - he enveloped her in a big hug.
- Thank you, Tae!
~
- Here. - Taehyung put the small cloth full of hot rocks from the beach on Y/n's tummy. He made sure it wasn't too heavy for her stomach. - Tell me when it runs cold and I'll collect more from the sand.
- How is this supposed to help?
- Hot temperatures usually help with cramps like such.
- Oh! Okay, thanks. - she smiled through her tears.
The boy pressed a soft kiss onto her temple.
- Woof! - a high-pitched bark came from the door.
- Hi Tannie! Come here.
The puppy paddled his legs with his tongue hanging from its mouth and jumped into Taehyung's huge hands. The boy placed him next to the girl's cramping stomach. The Yeontan sniffed along her tummy and let out whimpering noises.
- Shh... It's okay, Tannie. - the boy called. - Mamma's okay. Just some cramps that will go away soon.
But for Yeontan it didn't look like his Mamma is okay.
The sight of the girl he has become so protective of in tears worried him. Turns out, those stupid cramps were bothering her, and even though Taehyung told her about these pains during periods, she still got a little scared.
Being in pain was never a good sign, she learned that pretty early on. They had no doctors, medicines, or gauze to wrap their wounds. They could only rely on each other.
There was one time when Taehyung got badly hurt while climbing on a tree to reach those huge coconuts for Y/n. He knew they were her favorite. A branch broke underneath his weight and while gravity pulled him harshly to the ground, another branch cut his right thigh. It was a nasty cut. In a couple of days, the wound got infected. It got to the point where he couldn't even feel his toes. He thought he was losing his leg.
The little girl was terrified at that time. She was still very young and had no idea how to help her best friend.
From then on they swore to tell each other if they experienced any sort of pain, no matter how small it was.
- Is it working? - he asked after a while.
- Mhm... It doesn't hurt as much anymore.
- Thank God! - he smiled. - Sleep, sweetheart. It will be even better after you wake up. And guess what...
- What? - the girl perked up at his excited voice.
- Maybe a little surprise will be waiting for you when you wake up.
- What surprise? Coconut?!
- If I told you it won't be a surprise anymore, silly.
Y/n pouted.
- Okay... I'll sleep quickly then!
- Take your time, Y/n. - and there goes another kiss on the cheeks. - Yeontan, guard Mamma's dreams, okay?
- Woof!
- Good boy! - he scratched behind his ears.
And with a cute chuckle, the girl closed her eyes and drifted off into a shallow slumber.
~
- I'm up!
- This was barely 20 minutes, sweetheart...
- But I was so excited... I couldn't sleep any longer.
- Alright, come outside then.
Taehyung could hear quick feel paddle on the bamboo stairs. Soon enough she appeared with the tiny puppy following close behind.
- What's the surprise?
Taehyung laughed at her nosiness.
- Patience, Y/n!
- Okay... - she pouted.
- Come with me.
With that, he took her hand and lead her to the mountainside where thousands of white stripes showed the number of days they'd been calling this island home.
But there was so much more room on the huge rock.
In front of the empty surface, half coconut shells were sitting in the sand. Y/n curiously stepped closer to them.
- Colours? - she asked confused.
- They are paints. Look! - he crouched down next to the girl. Green, red, purple, and this blueish color. I tried to make yellow as well but... it didn't turn out quite that well.
A huge smile crept onto her face.
- But it turned into a beautiful cream color! - she clapped her hands in excitement.
- Do you like them? - he asked. - Here's a brush you can use to put them on the wall.
He picked up the paintbrush-like creation and handed it to her.
- I love them!!! - she jumped onto the boy who fell into the sand with a soft thud, with one hand tight around Y/n's body and the other pressed her head into the crook of his neck. - Thank you, Tae!
- Thank me by showing what you can create with them.
Her cheeks flushed red.
- Well... I've never really painted before. I'm not very good.
- That's okay! Do something simple. Like... the ocean during sunset!
- Okay.
The boy set aside. He watched as Y/n sipped the brush in each color. She was so concentrated on her art, her tongue stuck out.
In a few minutes, the picture started to come together, even though the colors didn't show up quite vibrant on the dark rock. The wavy blue line was obviously the water, the red half circle above it the setting sun. She even managed to paint pretty clouds with the cream color.
- It's beautiful, Y/n!
- Thanks! - she showed a shy smile.
~
3 years later
From then on, whenever Tae was away, this large canvas became her safe place. She painted away and eventually with a lot of practice, her skills became better and better. She even experimented with the whole paint-making process and improved the quality of her paints each time.
Y/n was a grown woman now. Her curves have gotten more prominent and they were beautiful nonetheless.
It didn't miss Taehyung's eyes either. The way her chest pushed out the otherwise loose-fitting cloth around her body, how the fabric hugged the soft curve of her hip... As he watched her work on another masterpiece on the canvas given by nature with their dog by her feet, who hasn't grown much, all he could think about was how he would-
No!
Stop that!
He couldn't think like that. She was his little sister. he has been taking care of her, raising her ever since she turned 5...
Well... he wasn't actually his sister-
STOP! - he scolded himself.
He couldn't take watching her anymore...
- Y/n, I'm going hunting! - he called.
- Okay. Do you want me to come with you?
- No, you just paint.
Y/n pouted a little. His oh-so-loved big brother has been so distant lately... It made her sad. So, so sad.
She didn't understand... They used to be best buddies. Telling each other everything and anything. Now he didn't even cuddle her to sleep anymore. He started wearing clothing while swimming, which was something neither of them did before. So Y/n decided to do the same. She made her own hand-made swimwear.
That gave her the idea to spend the remainder of the day swimming a little. She finished her painting of Tannie, packed up her pieces of equipment, and made the short walk to their house with the small dog trailing behind her.
At this point, Yeontan had his own corner with a little swing and a half coconut shell as a food bowl. He quickly nestled himself in his swing and dosed off right away.
The cool water felt refreshing on her skin after such a hot day. She could tell the sun still had about 45 minutes before starting to set. She would be back before it was completely under the horizon.
This was the time to let out all the frustration, confusion, and hurt. It came in the form of tears. They blended perfectly with the salty ocean water.
She just swam and swam, letting all the droplets exit her eyes.
She didn't realize how far she has gone. She wasn't far from shore. In fact, the island was almost at arm's reach, however, she no longer recognized which part of the island she was facing. She must be on the other side... But that was so far! And-
Oh no!
The sky had gotten dark. There was no way she could find her way back in pitch black.
She started to panic. She couldn't swim to shore because of the sudden cramp in her limbs. The anxiety of not knowing her surroundings pulled her under the surface. She wanted to shout, but not even a broken sound came out of his throat.
All she could do was splash the water around in hopes of getting Taehyung's attention. But he was so far from her right now. There was no way it will reach his ears.
She couldn't keep fighting anymore... The harsh waves pushed her to the bottom.
~
Where is she?!
The boy was freaking out. He checked their entire house, only to be met with their peacefully sleeping dog. But he awoke because of his owner's distressed shuffles around the room.
- Tannie! Where is Mamma? - his voice was panicked, which caused Yeontan to worry as well.
- Woof! - he jumped off his swing and ran outside.
Taehyung followed right behind, but the dog was only barking at the water.
- Did Mamma go swimming?
- Woof!
But she should be back already!
It was their rule that if they ever went swimming alone, they would be back before sunset. It was night now...
- Y/N!!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!
He ran along the waves, but there was no sight or sound of Y/n. He was starting to lose his mind.
I swear if anything happens to her I-
- Y/N!!!
He ran straight through the forest behind their house, still screaming her name, not caring if he draws the attention of predators to himself.
What was that?
There was something in the water nearby. Something was violently splashing. Before it stopped. Taehyung went to check on the source of the noise, only to find familiar strands of hair sinking under the water.
- Y/N!!! Oh my God!
He jumped into the cool water and swam towards the girl like his life depended on it. And it did. But mostly hers.
As soon as he managed to drag her body to stable grounds he checked for a pulse.
There wasn't any.
He immediately began pushing down on her chest at a fast pace. He was terrified. He didn't know what he was doing. He remembered something about having to blow air into the person's mouth. So he did that. He opened her mouth and blew into it just like how a small child would blow out the candles on a birthday cake.
- Y/n, please wake up! - he began sobbing.
The blowing didn't work, so he continued pushing on her chest.
Eventually, Y/n coughed up water. A lot of it. But she was alive and awake.
- Y/n! Y/n, sweetheart!
Water continued flowing out of her mouth. He just sat there with her head on his lap and stroked her hair until every bit of water left her lungs. Even after that, she was left breathing heavily and weak.
- Tae... - she panted.
- It's okay, I'm here.
- Tae, I-
- Shhh... just sleep, I'll carry you back.
The girl didn't have enough strength to say another word, so she obeyed and shut her eyes.
~
Taehyung quietly watched as she slept peacefully, with Yeontan right by her side. She was okay, and that meant everything to him.
He was, however, angry at her for wandering off so far from their house and not coming back by sunset. It was their rule and she had broken it. Taehyung had never felt such fear before.
- Tae... - her soft, sleepy voice was heard.
She slowly sat up.
- Why? - the boy said.
- I'm sorry, Tae, I-
- I told you! I told you not to go that far or be back in time! - he rose his voice.
- I know and I-
- Do you know how scared I was?
- Tae, I-
- NO YOU DON'T! - he shouted.
The girl flinched and scooted as far away from him on the bed as possible. She knew she made a mistake, but she never could have imagined the effect it had on Taehyung. The boy, who was always so gentle and soft around her. The boy she felt safe with.
- I WAS FUCKING TERRIFIED, OKAY! - this was the first time he used a curse word in front of her.
He wasn't even sure she knew what it meant, but he didn't care at the moment.
Y/n had tears running down her cheeks, but gathered enough strength.
- WHO ARE YOU TO SET RULES, HUH?! - she shouted. - YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER! HE'S DEAD AND SO IS YOURS!
Taehyung was taken aback by her behavior. He's never heard her raise her voice like that before.
- I'm almost 18 years old!!! I can do whatever I want, and you are NOT the one to control me!
- I am! I fucking am! I've raised you since you were 5! I was only 11 at the time, but I still made sure YOU never felt alone and had everything you needed! And after everything I've done for you over these twelve years, you still have the AUDACITY to be an ungrateful bitc-
He stopped just in time and didn't finish the last word.
- If I'm that much of a burden to you, then why did you even bother with me?!
- I NEVER said you were a burden! Stop twisting my words!
- Well, regardless, you won't have to bother anymore!
With that, she stood up and barged into her room to grab some of her belongings. She reemerged with a huge pile of her stuff covering her face and marched out of the house... their home.
- Where are you going? - he asked in a calmer tone.
- I'm leaving, if you couldn't tell... I don't want to bother you any further. - her voice could be heard, but he didn't see her anymore.
He hurriedly stood up and ran after her.
- Y/n, stop right now!
- Just leave it, Taehyung!
- Come back, now!
- DON'T CONTROL ME!
- I'M NOT CONTROLLING YOU! YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!
- See? You ARE controlling me!
- Okay then! LEAVE! And we'll see how you manage out there alone!
- We damn well will!
~
And she did manage pretty well. When you are trapped on an island, you don't have a choice, but to adapt to the changes in life and learn to survive.
She found shelter in a spacious cave and she settled there. She set up her little sleeping area, organized her painting supplies, and so on.
But she missed him. And it was different from before. She no longer missed him as a sister would her brother she hadn't seen in a long time. She couldn't quite put a hand on what she was feeling. One thing was for sure: she couldn't sleep without his touch on her waist or his kisses on her cheeks.
She felt so alone. Something that she hasn't felt in 12 years.
She would sometimes see him when she went out fishing, but emotionless glances were all they sent each other.
~
He was in absolute agony. He was upset with her, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push away the worry he felt when she didn't show up for days at her usual fishing spot.
And now it has been a whole month since she left. The 5th of July. Her 18th birthday passed without him giving her happy birthday kisses or surprising her with something, just like he did every year.
He went looking for her before, but gave up, thinking she needed space. If he was sure she wanted him to find him, he would've found her already. The island isn't that big after all...
But he respected her decision of wanting to be alone. No matter how much that hurt him.
~
He hasn't seen her in a week now. This was strange since she showed up every other day close to their home. He was very worried.
He didn't care anymore. He went looking for her.
It didn't take him long to find her.
He entered the cave with a little bit of trouble. The entrance was too tight for him, but she didn't have any problem getting in with her tiny frame. It was dark inside, only a little bit of sunlight slipped through the small entrance.
The moment he spotted her laying in the corner, he knew something wasn't right. She was breathing heavily and as he felt her forehead, it was obvious she was burning up.
- Sweetheart? - he whispered.
- Tae? - her voice was nearly non-existent.
Then a broken sob escaped her lips.
- Shh... It's okay. You're okay, sweet girl! - he kept his voice low, knowing how sensitive her hearing must be right now.
He lifted her gently but soon realized, there was no way he could squeeze the both of them through that tiny hole. So he slowly lowered her back to where she has been laying and covered her from head to toe with her blankets, so she wouldn't get hurt. He then launched himself at the rocks around the entrance and gave it a harsh kick, which sent chunks of debris flying everywhere.
This was he was able to get her back to where she belonged to. Their home, with him.
He layed her wack and tended to her needs. Starting with making her drink a lot of water, then feeding her small bits of food.
The fever was still there after a few days, but she looked so much better. Her face was no longer that pale, and her eyes regained that shine she always had in them.
He was so relieved.
- Tae?
- Yes?
- I love you.
- Love you two, Sweetheart.
- I'm sorry for everything. - she was so guilty.
- I'm sorry too. For the yelling, you know. You didn't deserve that.
- I kind of did...
- Yeah... maybe. - they chuckled. - I'm just happy we made up. So we're good now, right?
- We always were, Tae!
He looked down at her lips and felt the urge to press his onto them. He tried stopping himself, but at the same time, she leaned in and finished what he started.
~
Y/n was confused. She had no idea what they did that day, what it was called. He saw her mother and father do that a lot. That much she remembered.
It was a gesture of love. She knew that.
She loved Taehyung, of course. That wasn't a question. But it was different now, for sure.
She had to figure out what was going on.
~
She turned 18. Taehyung explained how this was a special age and that she was an adult now. An adult, just like him.
- Y/n, I love you but can you please get off my lap?
- Am I too heavy? - she pouted.
- No! Or course not! But I just need you to get off for a little...
- Okay...
She reluctantly got off of the boy's lap and he immediately covered the area where she'd been with his arms.
Luckily she didn't realize.
- I'm going for a quick walk, okay? Will you be okay on your own for a while? - he asked.
- Can't I come with you?
- Uhm... I'm afraid not, Sweetheart.
- But why?
- I just need some time alone.
- I don't like this, Tae... - she sighed. - You've been acting weird since a long time ago. And after that day when... o-our l-lips touched...
- Things haven't been the same? - he finished for her.
She just nodded. He desperately tried to think of something that will help with his... situation down there, and eventually succeeded.
- I'm sorry, Y/n. There are things that my sister never explained to me and I'm confused.
- I'm confused too! We can be confused together. - she smiled.
He giggled at her cuteness.
- I know.
Y/n was looking at the waves that were crashing against the solid wall of rocks on the other end of the coast, clearly submerged in thoughts. The boy, who was much rather a grown man now, just stared at her side profile in the soft light of the setting sun.
- Y/n?
She turned her head towards him.
- I love you, Y/n. - he whispered.
- I love you too, Tae. - she turned her head back.
- I'm in love with you.
She looked back at him. In love? She'd never heard that before. What does it mean?
- Not like a brother would love her sister, or not how we love Yeontan.
- Then?
- Like your dad loved your mom, or like your mom loved your dad.
- Like lovers? In love? - she finally understood.
- Yes. - he sent her a soft smile.
Was that what she felt all along. Were the feelings mutual?
The answer was simply yes. She could finally label it and get rid of the mess taking over her thoughts.
She was in love. they were in love.
Whit that, their lips crashed against each other for the second time, but this time none of them broke it for a long, long time.
~
3 years later
- Love, I'm home! - Taehyung called.
- Finally! - she laughed. - I couldn't imagine where you have gone off to.
Taehyung walked up to her where she was hanging up their clean fabrics and clothes. He laced his arm around her waist and kissed her temple.
- I was just on a quick hunt. I noticed you developed a pretty good appetite lately. - he chuckled.
- Hey! - she smacked his chest lightly. - You eat twice as much as me!
- Yeah yeah... I'm just saying that you've been eating a bit more compared to the amount you used to. I'm not saying that's bad-
- Well you sure make it seem like it is. - Y/n cut him off, this time with a sharper tone.
- No, no! Don't think like that. What I meant is that since we consume more food now I went hunting a bit so we wouldn't run out! - he was becoming a little annoyed this time around. - But you know what? Forget I said anything.
- Fuck you, Taehyung!
With that, she threw the remaining clothes at the stunned boy next to her and angrily stormed off.
~
Taehyung finished hanging the laundry on the string tied between two palm trees and returned to the house.
- Y/n-ie... - he called out in a gentle, apologetic voice.
Y/n was lying in her bed, which wasn't in her room anymore, much rather pressed as close to Taehyung's as possible. She was turned towards the wall and had the blanket draped over her face. She clearly heard him, but intentionally ignored him.
God... Why is she like this?
Maybe she'll get her period soon...
But she's never behaved like this before. Not even during that time of the month...
He assumed giving in and apologizing was the best option. Even if he felt like he wasn't guilty...
- Y/n, I'm sorry! - he sat down next to her head.
He attempted to pull the fabric off of her head, but she had a strong grip on the material, so in the end, he settled for stroking her hair.
- You aren't eating too much. I was wrong about it all!
- No you weren't... - she sobbed. - I do eat more and I'm getting fat!
- Now that's just ridiculous-
- I'm serious, Tae! I think I'm sick. I'm eating more and haven't bled this month...
What?
- I thought I miscounted the days but I didn't... - she continued. - I mean, I'm not sad about it. Periods are horrible, but this could mean I'm sick. And that's even worse.
- Hold up! Y-you... You haven't had your period?
- No?
It was all making sense. Her appetite, missed period...
- Baby, I-... I think you are pregnant. - he announced in shock.
- Pregnant?
- Yeah... Like a baby. I mean... We're having a baby.
- How? Where? - she was confused.
With shaky hands, the boy reached for the girl's middle and layed a protective hand on the flat surface.
- Here. You have a baby in your belly.
- B-but... How? - her eyes widened.
- Uhm... Well, you know how we... how we...
- Yeah. - she understood and a naughty smile spread across her face.
- That's how it must have happened. I-I'm not s-so sure though... Nobody really told me much about that.
There was a moment when nothing outside them mattered. It was just him, her, and the little being within the body of the girl, now the woman he loved so dearly. Their precious creation.
His hand remained over the spot his baby was settled in. Not wanting to leave. Ever.
- We're having a child. - tears streamed down both of their faces.
- We are!
His lips captured hers in a deep, emotional kiss.
~
Y/n woke up to an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She ran outside and launched forward to vomit in the sand.
Oh, God...
This has never happened to me before.
She was beyond scared. Every sickness they ever experienced on this island was scary.
- Y/n?! - Taehyung came jogging on the coast.
She couldn't answer. Her stomach continuously emptied itself. There was no break.
- It's okay, Love! It's totally normal. - he rubbed her back and held her hair with his free hand.
Once she finished the girl looked up at him with pleading eyes. That's when he noticed the tears in her eyes.
- Oh my darling.
He cradled her head close to his chest, not caring if she just threw up.
- W-what was t-this Tae?
- Calm down. It's normal, okay? This is what comes with pregnancy, unfortunately.
- So I'll have to deal with this for a year?! - she worried.
Y/n knew nothing about pregnancy. Not how long it lasted, not the symptoms, stages... Nothing.
And then came the lesson about pregnancy and all of those details that Taehyung knew.
- A pregnancy lasts for about 9 months, 40 weeks. The baby continues to grow bigger as it develops. This period is divided into 3 trimesters. You're in the first one right now. As your body adapts to the changes of accommodating a human being inside, you may experience some of the first-trimester symptoms, like nausea, or backaches. There might be more, but I'm not that educated on it...
Y/n stood there in an ave.
-How do you know so many things? - she wondered.
- My mom was pregnant many times and I was present for all of the home births. Except for my older sister's, of course.
The girl hugged her love dearly.
- What would I do without you?
- What would I do, angel? - he kissed her head. - Let's get something into your tummy, okay?
- Mhmm... I'm quite hungry.
- Let's go then.
Taehyung made her sit comfortably on the bed-like creation, with her back against the cushioned frame and her legs crossed together.
He prepared some of the things he remembered her mom ate while expecting. However, there wasn't much he could put together. They didn't have all those resources. He remembered something about having to be careful with fish. But what was it?
In the end, he cooked the fish really good to make sure he got rid of the bacteria on it.
- Here, eat up!
Y/n didn't know what was going on. Her stomach turned at the smell, but there was nothing it could rid itself of.
- Tae, I... I don't think I can eat right now. It smells weird.
- Oh, my love. That's okay! I think it's one of the symptoms I think.
- This sucks...
- I know, I'm sorry... But it will go away eventually.
~
During the next few weeks, Taehyung's favorite way to spend time became cuddling her either in their bed or in the sand close to the crashing waves.
Y/n developed a small bump that kept growing and growing. It fascinated them both. One because she has never seen, let alone experience such a thing, and the other wasn't used to seeing someone carrying a baby outside of his mother. And when it was his baby that person, the love of his life was carrying, it was a whole new story.
They were walking hand in hand in the forest. Taehyung remembered his mother taking small walks during her pregnancy with her younger sisters. She said it was healthy for both the baby and her. So that's what he made Y/n do.
- Your bump is adorable, love.
- It's still weird to me... - she answered with a hand on her lower tummy.
- You'll get used to it as it gets bigger.
They continued to walk under the trees, which provided shade from the shining sun, in complete silence.
- Tae... I'm scared.
He stopped and turned her so they were looking into each other's eyes.
- I know, baby. It's totally normal, but don't worry. I'm gonna be here for all of it. And the little I know, I'm going to teach you.
~
- Yeontan! Come here! - Y/n yelled, calling the dog for his feed. - Hi, Tannie. You were close to the house, huh? You usually wander far away from home.
The dog, who was still the size of a small puppy, jumped around the girl's leg as she squatted down next to his bowl. She did that with minor difficulties since the protruding extension of her bump got in the way of many activities she would usually do with ease. That was one of the reasons Taehyung was the one on a hunt at the moment. He wouldn't allow Y/n to do that. Not right now.
- Tannie! - she chuckled in surprise.
The puppy was rubbing against her tummy with such care, it seemed like the pet knew about her state. The pup wouldn't touch his food. He was so caught up in admiring the girl's middle. He could feel something was going on. Something very important indeed.
- Woof, woof!
- Tannie... You're scaring baby. - she giggled.
- What's going on in there? - a deep voice sounded from outside.
- Tae!!! - she jumped up as her love appeared at the door.
- Y/n! - he breathed as she practically launched herself at him. - Easy there, my love.
- How did your hunt go?
- Got some goodies...
- Let me see!!!
- Here... - he led her out of the house. - Coconuts, bananas, and even the mangos had ripened! I'll still have to go fishing since I didn't come across any animals that are worth hunting down.
- Mangoes?!
- Yeah!
- Oh my goodness! I love them! Love 'em, love 'em, love 'em!!!
- You're silly! - he giggled at her cuteness.
The girl giggled while excitedly emptying the makeshift sack Taehyung put the fruits in. He just stood there, staring in admiration.
This was his life on the island. It started out as a tragedy, but now it's a complete paradise. Living in peace with his love and baby on the way. He lost his family, just to welcome a special someone in his life. He had to mature and leave his childhood behind too early, but he believes it was all worth it. He did all of it for his little girl.
That little girl, who knew very little about the world, was now in front of him, carrying his child with such grace, he couldn't imagine loving someone more than he loves his Y/n.
~
Why does this thing not fit me anymore? - she wondered.
No matter how hard she pulled on the soft material of her top, it wouldn't loosen. It was suffocating her.
She tried to ignore the stabbing pain in her chest and went on with her daily activities. She did some laundry, made herself a little snack out of coconuts and mangoes while Taehyung was away, and played with Yeontan.
Taehyung was still away when she noticed the two wet patches on the front of her top.
Where did these come from?
She took it off quickly and put another one on after cleaning herself up.
- Good evening, love! - she was greeted by the sweetest voice she knew on this planet. - How was your day?
She thought about that for a second. She felt embarrassed because of what happened earlier that day. Should she tell him about the patches on her top? Was it something to worry about? She was in a precious state, after all. Taehyung explained to her all the possible complications a woman can experience during their pregnancy. She was scared, frightened even. She didn't want her baby to live through that. She loved her baby.
So it was obvious she should tell her partner about what happened, to make sure it was nothing to worry about and her baby was okay.
- Taehyung… - she coughed in an attempt to disguise her embarrassment. – So… today my top felt really… tight around my chest and then there were two wet patches on the material. I-Is our baby alright?
The boy standing in front of her smiled and immediately understood what was going on.
- My love, - he stepped closer setting one hand on top of her growing bump and the other around her waist to pull her closer. - I forgot to tell you about this, but around this time women start producing milk for their babies. There are some different stages to this and I'm not even sure myself but that's a beautiful thing and I'm so happy we got to this point.
- So… I'm making milk in my... - he asked with a small voice.
- Mhmm… - he smiled. - But cheer up, my darling! - he stroked her cheek as he saw mixed emotions in her eyes. - This is good and it's only natural! Isn't it amazing how your body is doing that for our child? It's preparing itself for when he or she is born.
The girl smiled.
- Yes, it's amazing!
~
Deep sound of drums, rocks being thrown, sticks smacked together. The deep voices of strange humans.
Rain was pouring, but it was clear...
The island has new visitors. And they weren't up to anything good.
A loud scream, a heavy object falling to the floor with a muffled thud and rolling away.
Then there was silence, which was only crushed by the continuous sound of flesh being ripped apart and the faint noise of fire.
~
- Oh my God!
- Are you okay?! - Taehyung sat up in bed with urgency.
When he didn't hear a response, he reached for her in the dark in an attempt to calm her.
- I… I felt something! - her voice was laced with worry.
- Tell me…
- I'm not sure… I-I felt like... Like a push against my skin from the inside. It's scary, Tae!
- Does it hurt?
- No, but… what is this Tae? I don't like it…
The boy placed his big palms on either side of the girl’s tummy. He left it there for a while until he felt it too… A soft little push against his hands, one on each side. Must have been a foot, a knee, an elbow, or a tiny little hand but it didn't matter. It was beautiful either way and the best feeling in the world.
- Love... I think… our baby! That's our baby! – he exclaimed happily.
- Our baby?
- Yes, our baby is kicking! Isn't it beautiful? – he sighed in ave.
- Wow! This… this is amazing!
It wasn’t scary or unpleasant anymore. She felt ecstatic.
They sat there, in a room filled with joyful giggles, as the precious creature within the girl sent its first signs of communication to the outside world. If only time can stop! They wished to be frozen in that moment then and there.
~
- Wow... This feels amazing! - she sighed as she submerged her body further in the water. - It takes so much pressure off my back.
- I'm glad, my love! - he smiled and kissed the crown of her head. - There it is, hold onto me, sweetheart.
He slowly lowered her into the ocean, but left his arm around her body. Taehyung has become extremely protective over Y/n ever since she had trouble breathing, rubbed her back with a deep groan and randomly placed a hand onto the bottom of the protruding bump even after the simplest activities she did throughout the day. Of course, he noticed these small signs or the girl's disconfort without her having to tell him anything, and now he was determined to make it all better.
- Is the water okay? Isn't it too cold?
- Tae... - she giggled. - Calm down, its perfect. Feels amazing.
- Alright then.
They shared a passionate kiss, surrounded by the waves and singing birds. The whole scene was more then idyllic. Anyone judging from outside would envy their lives. It was a real paradise there.
Taehyung's mind was never at ease though.
Ever since those strange men came to the island and ate that girl, he didn't even dare to leave Y/n alone. He barely slept, always had both ears focused on their surroundings.
He kept it all to himself and it was slowly eating him up from the inside. But there was no way he could tell Y/n about there concerns. He remembered his father tell him not to make mama mad when she had her sisters in her belly. She needed to stay away from stress. So that's why he swore to keep his girl calm.
- What's on your mind, love? - her sweet voice ripped him away from his trans.
- Nothing serious, don't worry. - he smiled.
- I can see there's something up.
The girls felt something was wrong and instantly became concerned. She slipped away from the boy's arms so she could look into his eyes from across.
- Tell me.
It was simple amd a bit demanding. Taehyung new he had to think of something. He wasn't going to worry you with this.
- I was just wondering when I should go for a hunt. We are running out of food but you're too far along for me to leave you on your own.
- Was this the thing bothering you? - she chuckled. - You are babying me too much! I'll be okay for a few hours.
- I know but just want to make sure. You now, one of my aunts lost their baby because she fell and lost her consciousness, and because nobody was at home she was left there bleeding for long hours. They couldn't save the baby.
That's when he caught a single tear roll down the girl's cheek.
- Baby? Are you okay? Hurt?
- I don't want to lose my baby! - she sniffles.
- You won't, love, you won't. It was and accident many years ago. They had a long flight of stairs. We don't have stairs to fall off of.
- We have ladders though.
- Well I already forbade you to go on those... Even moved our bed to the first floor.
That's right.
- And I'm not leaving you anyway.
- And who is going to hunt?
- We can go fishing together. - he suggested. - Or collect some berries and fruits. - he paused. - We won't go too far into the woods though.
- Why?
Because of the men.
- I don't want you to walk that much.
- W-would that... kill the b-baby? - she hesitated.
- No, it's just that... Well, mom went into labor early with the twins because she wasn't well rested. I don't want that to happen to you too.
- Oh... Okay! - she smiled after thinking about what she'd just heard. - I'll rest a lot then.
Taehyung smiled back and kissed her head.
- When will I give birth? - she asked after a while.
- I don't know. Honestly. Mom had appointments with the doctor. I went to a few too. It was so cool, Y/n!
The girl listened with adoration. The boy was recalling these old memories with so much joy, it made her happy too. He surely misses his family. She does too.
- Imagine! We could see my sisters while they were in the belly!
- Wow! - she gasped. - Can we do that too?
- Oh... Unfortunately not, because at the doctor's they had all sorts of modern machines. I think the one he used on mom was called an ultrasong? I'm not sure though.
- That's fine. We'll just see them when they're born.
- That's right, love!
~
- Are you okay?
- Yes, Tae! Why wouldn't I be?
- We've been walking for so long...
She chuckled.
- Calm down! I'm perfectly fine. I just want to show you that pretty place where there are many fish.
- Okay, just... make sure to tell me if you get tired.
It would have been clear to anybody that she had trouble walking. Her large belly was beginning to hang lower than it had been in the last 2 months. The baby had dropped, and Taehyung knew exactly what that meant. The baby was coming soon.
But at the same time he didn't want to make her nervous. He had tried to explain a few things he knew about childbirth from when her mother had home births. She seemed worried whenever he talked about contractions or dilation. And he didn't want to scare her with the idea of having to go through that soon.
And besides... this was different. Her mother had the help of either doctors, midwife or a doula. Y/n, on the other hand, had no one else rather than him. And even though he witnessed most of his sister's birth, he new very little about the whole thing.
He too was scared.
- Here. Isn't it beautiful? - she stopped to lean against the boy's body, clearly exhausted.
- It truly is, baby. - he peccked her head. - But its time for you to sit down a bit, okay?
- Alright.
He helped her down on a sturdy-looking rock on the beach. As she sat she felt great pressure on her lap, between her thighs.
- Baby is getting quite heavy, not gonna lie. - she giggled through her shaky breaths.
- Oh, sweetheart! Here.
With that he stepped over the rock with one leg to sit behind her. As he lowered himself, he slipped both hands under her bump, so it wasn't in contact with her thighs, and gently lifted it, so the weight of his baby, the amniotic fluid it was in and, and thier placenta was all on him.
It is very heavy. - he noted.
If it was even possible, he started to appreciate everything Y/n has been enduring while growing their child even more. And she walked all the way here, carrying thins massive cargo?! His hands were already getting tired even from just holding it for a minute.
- Oh my...! T-thank you! This f-feels amazing! - she panted.
- Anything for you, my love! Anything.
They were sitting like that for quite a while. Taehyung's hands were nearly killing him. His muscles were begging for a break. But at the same time he knew this was the least he could do. And the sight of his love rested against his chest with a satisfied smile on her face made it all worth it.
- Thank you Tae! - she sat up a bit. - You can put it down now.
- No, I've got you, don't worry!
- I can tell you are tired. Your hands are shaking.
- Baby, you carry all this around all day, and have been for months now. You're not allowed breaks. This is the least I can do.
- Seriously, it's okay. I'm used to it. - she laughed with a slight bitterness in her voice. - Let's go fishing! - she added.
In about two hours they were satisfied with the amount of fish they captured, so the man packed up their things and took everything out of the girl's hand.
- Hey! - she whined. - I can carry that.
- You just carry our baby, okay?
Y/n huffed, but new she couldn't object.
That's how they made their way home, where Taehyung immediately got to cooking the fish they got. He made sure it was well cooked. That's what he remembered from his mother after all.
-Love, ... - Y/n began in a muffled voice.
- Yes?
- I... uhm... I d-don't really feel like eating this right now. I'm so sorry.
- Oh, you don't have to be sorry, lovely. It's okay if you don't want it.
- It's just that I don't want it to go to waste.
- Don't worry about it, it won't. I'll eat it, or give some to Yeontan.
- Are you sure? - she asked. - I-
- What do you feel like eating?
- Maybe... coconut or bananas.
- That's all?
- Yeah... I'm not very hungry.
The boy got up in a second and brought exactly what Y/n told him about from their little storage. He opened up the coconut for her and even peeled the banana.
- Here, baby.
- Thank you! - she shined a wonderful smile to him. - I love you.
Taehyung was a bit worried about her not eating much. Didn't she need more food now that she was so close to giving birth?
Truth to be told, the baby was getting a bit too big in there for her to be comfortable. The space in her stomach was taken up by the precious creature in her womb, so there was not much left fot the food. But it's okay. Taehyung was worried about the pregnancy. He saw his mother go through it with all that medical help, the babies were regularly monitored and his mother was often checked over. Here, though, they were on their own and had no idea what was going on behind the skin of the girl's stomach.
- Let's go inside, it's getting late. - he offered after both of them finished their meal.
- It's not that late and I'm not very tired yet. - she looked at his stiff posture. - Are you? You can go ahead, I'd like to stay out here a bit.
- No! - his tone was terrifyingly demanding. - You are not staying out here.
- Stop that! I already told you I am not a child you could boss around.
- But you are carrying mine! That's my child in your stomach, or did you forget? - he
- Taehyung! I'm pregnant, not made out of glass!
- I get that, but don't you understand, I want this baby healthy, and the delivery to be smooth. And you-
- Just because I'm sitting at the beach it doesn't mean the delivery won't be smooth.
- You need to rest!
Luckily he calmed down enough to think rational, and his voice calmed down too. He didn't want to tell her about those people that have been coming to their island every few weeks, and haven't been up to any good, obviously. It was a miracle Y/n slept through all the noise.
He couldn't risk having his love all alone and being kidnapped and killed by those strangers.
- What's going on, Taetae?
- I'm just worried, you know... I want you to be okay.
Y/n crawled to the boy, clearly with major difficulties because of her bump. She sat in his lap so that she was facing him. The cracking bonfire lit half of their faces and some of the palm trees behind the house. Furthermore, the calming sound of waves crashing and the gentle kicks of their baby, coming from her rounded tummy against his flat one, made the moment idyllic.
- Taetae... I'm okay, I promise. I know you're worried. I am too... I want our baby to be healthy too. But you have to stop treating me like a dependent child, okay? I'm so grateful for all you've been doing for me. Your love, patience and unselfishness.
- I'll try, I promise.
Their baby made another movement and it casted loving smiles on both of the olders' faces.
- Thank you, love you.
- Love you more!
- Impossible...
~
The sun was barely up on the morning sky, Taehyung was already woken by the tiny dog. Its loud barks were impossible to ignore.
The man groaned.
- Tannie? What is it little one?
- Woof, woof! - the barks wouldn't stop.
Taehyung looked to his right where the precious pregnant girl should've been sleeping.
- Y/n? - he jumped up. - Y/n?!?!
Pure panic flooded his mind and body. Where was she?
- Y/N?!?
He urgently ran around the house, the beach and the front of the forest.
After a few minutes of searching, he realized that Yeontan was trying to tell him something and lead him the right way.
- Woofff!!
And he ran off into the woods, looking behind him once in a while to make sure his human was following him.
After some time of running in the woods he was led to a dark cave. The pup stopped at the entrance. He didn't dare to enter. Taehyung, however, had no hesitation.
- Y/n? - he whisper shouted. He was terrified too.
- Tae... - the girl's faint voice sounded.
- Y/n! I'm here, love! Almost there.
A horrified looked spread across his face as she came into his view. She was tied down by all of her limbs, her skin irritated and bloody where the ropes touched. Her hair dishevelled from all the tossing and turning.
But the most terrifying detail was the wet patch under her bum.
- Tae, help! - she cried.
- I-I've got you.
He struggled to undo the knots, but as soon as he did he gently lifted the girl into the air and headed towards the exit with her pressed firmly but softly against his chest. It seemed to him as if her body could break any second with how fragile it was. He could feel her bump against his stomach. There was something different about it... it was soft before, now it's rock hard.
Just as he realized this, a whimper came from the girl's mouth.
- It hurts...
- I k-know, I'm sorry... - he mumbled. - We'll be home in a few minutes, I promise.
Outside he was met with a worried-looking puppy.
- It's okay, Tannie! Mamma's here, she's going to be okay.
- Wooof!
He was desperately trying to warn them about something.
And that something happened to stand right next to the cave, observing the pair with wide eves.
What could that big bulge be on the woman's stomach? - it wondered. - It was soft, but then hard when I pressed it...
It wasn't done with it's little experiment just yet.
He was going to have to figure out more next time...
~
- Deep breaths, love. Right there! You're doing so, so good!
- Why was I there?! - she whispered after the contraction subsided.
- I don't know...
- I was tied down! Tae? Was it you?!
- No! No, why would've I done that?
- Why was I tied down like that? I... Are there others living on the island?
The boy thought back to that night with all that shouting and screaming. He was petrified that something like this would happen. He tried to prevent it as best as he could, he made sure Y/n was never out of his sight, but his attempts seemed useless.
And now the girl was horrified and in labor. The worst combination...
What have they done to her?! Was it their fault she went into labor? True, she was already really far into her pregnancy, but still. There must have been something that has triggered it. Live with his mother. Once she went on a long walk with his father and she went into labor a few hour later... Of course he wasn't an expert, so he was full of questions.
Just like that, the girl was hit with another tightening in her abdomen. She curled in a ball around her stomach. Taehyung tried remembering all the thing his father did to his mother while laboring. He rubbed her back, thighs, arms... So he did just that.
But he felt utterly useless. Something he didn't expect, as he was sure he was going to be of at least some help when the time came, because of all the knowledge and experience he gathered during his sister's births.
- Tell me what I can do... - he whisper in desperation.
- Ugh... I... I d-don't know.
- Some water maybe? - he tried.
- Okay.
He reluctantly left her for a few seconds to bring her water from thier cans. He used a little homemade cup for that. He knew it was her favorite, because she has been using it all the time, ever since she got it from him as a gift for her 16th birthday. The little painting of the two of them and their sweet puppy became a bit shabby, but she loved it anyway.
- Thank you. - she said as he handed it to her.
- Slow sips, lovely.
She listened and finished the cup rather slowly, as requested.
- How are you feeling? - he asked while taking the cup away.
- Uhm... I... I'm so scared, Tae.
- I know, Y/n, but think about how we are going to have our little baby with us in a few hours! Isn't that just magical?
- A few hours?! I can't, Tae... This is too much already.
The boy was devastated. One of his worst nightmares was seeing his love in pain. And not being able to do anything against it made it even worse.
What should I do?
Luckily Y/n's instincts kicked in pretty quickly. She got into positions that helped momentarily with the pain, or enabled easier breathing. She was on all fours most of the time.
They didn't have a great sense of time on the island, however, it was clear that the contractions were getting closer and closer together. Her abdomen tightened around her struggling womb, which was filled with a due baby.
At one point, the girl had a sudden gush of blood squeezed out of her, which scared her, but Taehyung remembered this bit from the past. It was her bloody show, but the exact name didn't come to his mind.
What was important was that all of these changes lead them closer to their baby's arrival.
- Make it stop! Make it stop! MAKE IT STOOOP!!!
At her ear-piercing scream he could only envelope her deeper into his embrace. He caressed her tummy with loving hands, but frowned at the feeling of his baby being so wrestles inside its mother.
So he leaned closer to the bump.
- Baby, calm down please, okay? You're hurting mamma more than necessary.
At that the wrestles little creature calmed down significantly, and Y/n was left only with soft wiggles here and there. That, however, didn't change the fact that her contractions were unbearable. Only thi final birth of the child would bring that to an end.
- Should I check the water now? - he asked referring to the huge jug of water he placed on the hot rockt on the burning sun, in hopes of heating it up and ending up with warm water to be used for some kind of pain relief.
- Okay...
He was quick to bring the jug inside.
- It's nice and warm. - he announced.
He grabbed a cloth and soaked it in the water. He spread the warm material across Y/n's belly, which calmed the baby down even more
- How does that feel, sweetheart?
- Oh my God, Tae! It's so amazing. You're a genius!
- No, you are a warrior. The strongest woman on this island.
They chuckled.
- Hey! I'm the only woman on this island... - she slapped his hand jokingly.
Well maybe you aren't...
- I know! I was kidding.
More then an hour passed with them chatting away, breathing through contractions, and Taehyung redipping the washcloth in the warm water to reapply it on the belly. It meant great comfort to her, so the boy, for the first time since she started laboring, felt proud of himself. He felt useful, because he managed to relief a tiny bit of her pain with one of his ideas.
He wished it could stay that way.
But once her stomach sized with the roughest contraction yet, all hell broke loose again. The skin of her bump turned angry red and was so tight Taehyung could almost see the outline of their baby's body through all the layers it was tucked under.
Suddenly she leaned over the edge of the bed and threw up the contest of her stomach, which wasn't much to begin with, seeing as she had barely eaten anything that day. She was mostly dry heaving, which, for her, was even more unpleasant.
- It's okay, I've got you! Let it all out! There it is, good job!
He rubbed her back, not caring that some of the vomit landed on his leg.
- Oh my... Tae, I'm so sorry! - she apologized embarrassed, once she finished and realized what had happened.
- No, no, love. There's nothing to apologize for! - he handed her some more water to rehydrate her. - Here, drink this, then lay back. I'll clean this up while you do that, okay?
Y/n rinsed the bad taste from her mouth, and laid back just as another contraction crept up.
- Ugh, God...
She had a death grip on the sheets, her knuckles were turning white.
- I'm here, I'm here! - Taehyung was quickly back on her side.
He changed the hot cloth on her stomach and pulled out another one, this time ice cold, to dab it on her sweaty forehead.
- My back, my back, my back! - she shouted in pure agony.
The boy didn't waist a second. He positioned himself behind her on the bed so he could rub soothing circles into her lower back.
- Is this helping, Y/n?
- Mhm... yeah... - she sighed. - Wow, this is so good! Thank you!
- This is the least I can do.
Taehyung felt useless, Y/n, on the other hand, found great comfort in his presence and all the little things he did. She felt supported, and that helped her calm a little.
They had thousands of conversations about what to expect towards the end of the pregnancy, the boy explained the stages of labor, at least the ones he could remember, but nothing could quite prepare Y/n for what she was feeling at that moment. Both physically and mentally. She had a faint idea about the pain, but this was much, much worse than what she had imagined.
- Oh... - she huffed. - I need to get up.
- Okay, here, hold onto me.
He wrapped her arms around his neck and made sure she held onto him securely before lifting her up into a standing position.
Suddenly, a restless dog appeared in the doorway. He was worried about his momma. He could tell hiw much she was struggling.
- Can we go for a walk? - she asked.
- You sure?
- Yeah... I don't know, it just sounds good right now.
- Of course, I get it. - he kissed her pouty lips. - Come on. Slow steps!
- Woof!
- Tannie! Are you coming with us for a walk too? - she laughed lightheartedly.
- Woof!!
- I take that as a yes!
They walked on the beach, letting the waves wash against their feet. The puppy was running back and forth, avoiding getting wet, but wanting to stay close to the pregnant girl. Taehyung had a strong, supportive arm around the girl's waist. He actually tried to lift some of her and the baby's weight off of her, so she didn't have a hard time walking.
While on their walk, Taehyung counted seven contractions. They were really close... One every few steps.
- Should we head back? - he began.
- Okay.
Despite Taehyung's calming presence, Y/n was still terrified, and the boy could clearly tell that by the stern face she kept in-between the pains.
Suddenly, she collapsed into his side. Luckily he caught her, but she wasn't able to get back on her feet.
- Y/n?! - he worried while gathering her tired body into his arms.
- Woof!
- I'm okay... - she tried to be reassuring, but failed as her face went pale.
- Y/n don't close your eyes, please!
- Wooof! - the pup ran infront of them.
He quickened his steps, but was still making sure he didn't shake her too much. They hadn't gone very far from their hous, it was still visible from where he stood with her against his chest.
His quickened heartbeat calmed her, almost lulled her to sleep.
- No, no, Y/n! Keep them open!
- Okay... - she breathed. - Tae... I can't. I-
- Yes you can! Just keep breathing's okay? Everything's going to be alright.
Once home, he laid her exhausted form back on the bed. Yeontan, horrified, hid in the corner. The boy didn't know what to do. Her state scared him. When her mother was in labor with his twin sisters, she had to have an emergency C-section after she went this pale and Taehyung with her big sister was taken away from his mother into the waitingroom. But she was under the supervision of experienced doctors and nurses, who knew exactly what to do.
They were alone...
- Tae... What's happening?
- You're okay. - that was all he could say.
Perhaps he was trying to convince himself. He wasn't so sure anymore.
- Theres so much pressure! Tae! TAE!!!
A big force urged her muscles around her uterus to clench, to which she bore down with all her strength.
- There you go, Y/n! Perfect! You are pushing.
- Grrrrr..... Uhh. I need to... I nee-
She gave another big push against her will. It was her body's reflex. Like the sudden urge tu change positions and get into a low squat. She did exactly that. Her belly was now hanging low between her open legs, the boy could clearly see how red the underside of it was even from behind.
- Okay, love, I am going to try and feel if the baby's close. Are you okay with that? - he asked, just to make sure she wasn't uncomfortable with the idea.
He didn't want to scare her with his sudden action.
- D-do what y-you have to, T-Tae... - she panted in response.
- Alright, here we go.
He slowly reached to her opening and sure enough he felt a slimy, teardrop shaped something against his finders. He assumed it was the baby's head.
From his position behind her, he reached over her left thigh with his other hand to caress the top of the bump. It was rock hard.
- Can you give me another push, sweetheart?
- Ugh... I'll try.
With that, she bore down once again, this time her actions were in her control.
Taehyung could feel the head emerge ever further than before.
- It burns! I can't!
- I'm so sorry, Y/n, so sorry, love! But try to push through the burn, for the baby, for me.
- Baby...
- That's right, our baby is almost here. You just need to help them come out, okay? I know you can!
After two more big pushes the head was out, it straight out popped in the boy's palm. He leaned down to take a look. He was met with his baby's scrunched up face which was slimy and covered in gunk, but it was his never the less. His and the love of his life's.
- Our baby is almost here! Come on, lovely, just a bit more!
- TAE! OW... I CAN'T, I CAN'T!!! - she screamed.
- That's it! The shoulders are almost out, it's smooth sailing after that!
And with one last push and a heart-wrenching scream, the beautiful, crying baby slipped into its father's hands.
- A girl!
- Girl?
Y/n panted and turned around in her position on the floor. Taehyung held his daughter securely in one arm and lifted the girl onto the bed, so she wasn't sitting on the dirty floor just after giving birth.
- Let me hold her. - she requested with tears in her eyes.
But these tears were no longer the result of pain or agony. They were out of pure joy.
- Oh yeah, sorry. - he sobbed too. - Here.
The tiny body was gently placed on her chest. The boy was quick to cover their bodies with the blanket, which was now stained with a bit of blood and other fluids, but that didn't matter. It could get quite windy on shore and the bamboo walls let through most of it.
- Tae! Our little girl! So tiny...
- Our little girl! I think she's perfect. The rigth weight and size.
- I know, she just felt so much heavier when she was inside my tummy...
- Well it wasn't just her in there. There was the p-pla... plac-something too. A-and the water... And a few more things, or I don't know...
- Oh, okay. But she's perfect, and healthy. That's what's important!
- Exactly!
They sat together and admired their small creation. Her delicate hands, which flew around between her parents, even slapping the boy in the face on accident. It made them both laugh, and coo at their daughter.
She is so precious.
Taehyung thought back to when his sisters were born. He was so happy then, but now he was ecstatic!
- Tae... I-I feel... - Y/n suddenly groaned.
- What's wrong? - he looked at her with worry.
- I have to-
She quickly but carefully handed the little bundle over to the boy who was taken aback by her sudden actions. She crawled out of bed and got into the squatting position she was in before.
- What is happening?
She couldn't answer. She gave a.few small pushed and a slimy tud was heard. She looked down. The sight disgusted her and because of that a gasp left her lips.
- Ew!
The boy looked at it too. He thought for a second.
- Wow! - he didn't feel disgusted about it. - I think this is that plac-thing. This used to protect and nourish our little girl.
It couldn't have been disgusting for him... How could it be when this was something that kept his girl well fed all the time. The thing that was the baby's blood and oxygen supply.
- Oh... Uhm... Well what do we do with it?
- I take care of that, don't worry. Get back to bed.
- I want to wash myself. Can I?
- Of course, you can! I think the water cooled down to a great temperature.
He picked up the washcloth he used on her belly earlier and threw it over his shoulder. That's how they went outside, with their lovely baby girl in Taehyung's right arm and his left around Y/n's waist to support her as they walked.
After Y/n cleaned herself with the warm freshwater, both of their attention shifted to the baby, who had calmed down and was suckling on her father's finger.
- Oh, baby! I think she's hungry. - he stated.
- Yeah... And how do I take the milk out of my breasts?
- I-I'll explain once we bathed her.
Y/n took the cloth from Taehyung's shoulder and dipped it into the water. She cleaned off all the gunk from birth with cautious wipes.
- Can I hand her to you for a second? I'll be right back. - he asked suddenly.
- Of course!
She was filled with so much love towards her girl, she couldn't help but place tiny kisses on her tiny forehead as she finished cleaning her off.
The boy, who was busy with cleaning up the birth scene and burying the plac-thing in the woods, returned to them.
- My girls! - he beamed while smiling.
He helped them dry off and lead them back to their house.
- Lay down, love. And you'll feed our girl, okay?
- How do I do that?
- So... You just put her on your chest. Like this.
He showed her just how, and guided the baby's head to her nipple.
- Can you... Squeeze it a bit?
- My... my nipple?
Her face burned red with embarrassment.
- Yeah... But gently!
She did so, but winced at the stabbing sensation that shot through her breast.
- Careful!
- Ow... What was that.
- It's expected to be a bit sore, I think. But see that?
He asked pointing to the light yellow drop that rolled down the curve of her breast.
- That is your milk, sweetheart! And the baby will smell it...
Just on que, the tiny girl turned her head and latched onto her mother's nipple. She began suckling the delicious liquid out of it.
- See! - Taehyung smiled proudly.
- But it hurts... - she pouted.
- Oh, my love... I'm sorry. I don't know how to make it stop... Maybe you'll get used to it.
- Ugh... I hope.
But it was okay, because her girl was getting the nutritions she needed and she would endure every pain for her. Hell, she would even go through labor again fer their baby!
- We should name her, no? - she said.
- What do you have in mind?
- Umm... I don't really know. You?
- How about Emma?
- Woof!
The puppy, who was scrunched up in the corner for the past hour and something, got closer to the trio. He couldn't see over the bedframe, though.
-Woof?
- Aww, Tannie!
With that Taehyung lifted the pup's tiny body up and rested him against his chest.
- See, that's your sissy. - he began. - Baby... Emma? Do you like it, Y/n?
- It sounds beautiful! I love it! - she looked back down at their daughter.
- Emma it is then!
- Hello, little Emma! - she giggled at her feeding girl.
All tree pairs of eyes were on the suckling little body. They couldn't get enough of the sight.
- Hi, my precious baby! Baby Emma. Sounds magical.
- Mhm... It does.
- Are you tired, love?
- A bit, yeah... - she yawned. - Can I take a nap after she's done?
- Of course! A very long, long nap indeed. You deserve it, lovely.
- Thank you Tae. For everything.
- I did nothing, Y/n...
- You did so much! You are the reason I could get through with it. I felt like giving up.
- You are the strongest woman on this island. - he said, wanting to shift the mood, as he wasn't good at taking the compliment.
- Don't start! - she laughed.
- Kidding! - he chuckled too. - You are the strongest woman on this planet.
And with a kiss to the crown of her head, she fell into a deep slumber.
Taehyung smiled at the sight. He put the puppy down on the bed, who immediately padded over to the sleeping girl and curled up by her side. The dog sniffed her stomach and neck. He could tell something was different about her. Not just the fact that there wasn't a bump anymore, but her smell changed too. It changed back to the sweet sent she had so many months ago. He loved it.
Meanwhile, Taehyung took Emma out of her momma's arms. He covered her exposed chest with the blanked and walked to the other side of the small room with the baby in his hand.
- My little baby! - he whispered. - I know you have a name, Emma, but I still need to get used to it, so bare with me, please!
He chuckled.
The boy placed his tiny child in the small baby bassinet he made while she was still in Y/n's stomach. He grabbed a brand new cloth from their drawer. He attemped to make a diaper on her little bum. It wasn't perfect, but will do...
- You can sleep now too, if you want. Let's give mamma some time to rest. She workd to hard and long to get you here.
Emma let out an adorable babble at that.
- I know. - the boy giggled quietly. - You worked hard too.
He leaned down to kiss her head and as he straighten back up she was already fast asleep. He smiled at that.
Perfect! - he thought as he looked around the quiet room.
His daughter in her makeshift bassinet, his love on the bed, with the puppy at her tummy. All sound asleep. Was there anything better than that?
He couldn't be one hundred percent calm, though... Not until those men were on their island.
~
2 years later
There's no bulge anymore...
The man remembered the time she was in his cave all those years ago. With that big, rigid belly.
He remembered how when he pressed down on it that watery liquid poured from her legs.
I want to try that again!
But the beautiful woman's stomach was completely flat now... Would it still work?
What the...?
- Mamma! - a high-pitched voice could be heard from afar. - Look, look! A shell on a tuwtuw!
- A turtle! Good job Emma!
The man inspected the little creature from behind the trees.
It would cook qiukly...
I'm getting hungry anyway.
~
- Let's check on Dadda! What do you say? - Y/n asked her daughter.
- Owkay!
- Put back the turtle where you found it, Emma!
- I want to keep him, Ma!
- You have to put him back, or he won't live long.
- Oh... mkay... - the little girl pouted, but obeyed.
Her brunette locks bounced up and down as she padded in the shallow water.
- C'mon! - Y/n held her hand out for the little girl.
She grabbed it and ran with her mother towards their home.
As they neared the house, Taehyung jumped out from behind it with a dagger-like weapon in his hand ready to use. He was also in an attacking position.
- Oh my God, Tae? What's wrong with you?
- Oh, sorry... I...
- What's all this, Dadda? - the girl asked pointing to the strange ropes around their place.
- It's just to keep bad people away.
- Bad people? But we are the only ones here...
- Then whoever comes to the island.
- But won't that mean we have a chance to get back to civilization?
Taehyung looked from Y/n to his daughter with wondering eyes.
- Tae? Don't you want to get back one day?
- I-I... I'm not sure anymore.
- Why's that?
Emma let go of her mother's hand. She was getting bored of her parents' conversation, she was much more interested in the sleeping puppy in the hot sand.
- We have such a great life here. I don't want to change that. All that worry about working, finaces, housing... We don't need it!
- But isn't that how life is supposed to work? Emma could go to school, make friends-
- She can get another sibling here...
- Yeah... She could. - she smiled.
The boy retured the smile and walked over to his love. He gathered her into his embrace and kissed her passionately.
- Don't we have a wonderful life as it is? - he murmured softly against her forehead.
- We do. I love you.
- I love you more. You and Emma.
- You, Emma and Tannie.
- That's right! You, Emma and Tannie.
~
He got up quietly and grabbed his dagger. He went back to their bed and leaned close to the pup's head.
It was late at night. Taehyung couldn't sleep. He watched his little family's peaceful form in the moonlight that was coming though the thin walls. It was full moon, but he didn't hear those strange people this time, as he does every month around this time. But he still had a weird feeling roaming inside his body.
- Yeontan, protect our girls, okay? Daddy's gonna come back, but you have to promise me they are safe with you!
His palm squeezed tightly against the handle of the dagger as he ran through the woods. He had flames in his eyes. Nobody can harm his family!
The puppy didn't budge, remained fast asleep on the bed, between the two girls. Taehyung exited the house, but didn't leave until he made sure the door was securely locked. Only he can know how to get inside! His whole world was in there.
His legs led him to that mysterious cave he found his pregnant Y/n in all those years ago. It was muscle memory. He felt danger there. He had to get rid of it for the sake of his family. For the safety of his girls!
He dragged the bloody body through the woods, to the opposite side of the island as where their house was. He reached the shore and threw the body in the water. He got inside himself, a bit disgusted by the blood pooling around him, but started swimming deep inside the ocean, all while pushing the body infront of him.
He slowed his steps as he neared the place. And sure enough, there he was. He was hit with strong deja vu as he stood infront of the entrance. He took quiet steps once inside. He felt the presence of someone unwanted in there. He was going to end this once and for all. And there is was. The dark skinned man was laying on the floor, asleep. Taehyung didn't hesitate. He raised his dagger and stapped it right through the man's chest, and with a loud and ugly groan, the life left his body.
Was he a bad person for this? He was just protecting his family... This man attacked his love, who knows what else he was up to?
Once he was satisfied with the distance, he gave the body one last push and swam back. In the shallow water he made sure his body was free of blood, which it was but it left a stain on his skin. Not on his skin, but in his whole being. It read: murderer.
~
He got home fairly quick and unlocked the door. The sun was beginning to peack from the horizon, but the girls and Yeontan were still asleep. Let them stay in their dreamland as long as needed. God, let them be guilt free their whole life!
3 years later
- And you just hang them up like this! See? Very easy.
- Wow! Thanks mommy! I can finally help with the dirty clothes too!
- Yes, my lovely girl, you can! - she kissed her head.
- Lets so and check what Dadda and Noah are up to, okay?
- Noey!!!
The girl cheered and ran in her brother's direction, forgetting her mother with the heavy basked the clothes were in.
- Silly. - the woman chuckled.
- Dadda! What is Noey doing?
- I'm teaching him how to swim, baby.
- Me too, me too!
With that she stripped herself from her clothes and ran through the waves to her father and brother.
- Mamma! Come too! - the little boy squealed.
- Comin'!
The woman threw her clothes in the sand too and joined the trio.
- Tannie too? - Emma asked.
- Tannie hates the water, Emma.
- Besides, he is a bit old now. - Taehyung continued.
It was right. The puppy, who was only a puppy in size, has aged enough for him to take great effort when running after the two lively kids. He wasn't like before... He was perfectly happy with laying in the cool shades and watching them go through their day. It was all he could do now.
The little boy and the slightly taller girl paddled together around their parents. Emma has become an excellent swimmer, and his brother, Noah was on the straight path to reach her level too.
- You look beautiful, my darling. - the man told Y/n while attaching her body to his.
- You don't look bad yourself, my love...
They giggled.
- I have some news for you. - she continued.
- You do?
- Mhmm...
She grabbed his large hand and placed it on her stomach under the water.
His eyes widened in realisation. He smoothed his palm over the slight, but definitely noticeable bump.
How could he have missed it?!
- Oh my... Baby! You have a baby in there?! - he grinned.
- I'm pretty sure.
- Love! That is magical! I can't believe it! I can't! Thank you.
He captured her lips between his and didn't pull away for long, long minutes.
His life was truely perfect. There was nothing more he could wish for. He had everything. His lovely Emma, Noah, his beautiful Y/n, and now...
...his precious little baby on the way.
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The end... Woow I had this in my drafts for months!!! But I finally finished and I'm so happy. Of course, I didn't check it, as usual... 😅 so I'm sorry for the mistakes... And it is looong. Oh my God... The longest oneshot I've ever written. But anyway... I hope you enjoy it. If you do, leave a comment or write me, because it always makes my day! ♥️♥️
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Is teen pregnancy still going or not ? no rush or anything😂.Keep up the great work.
Hi, dear anony! ❤️
I do want to continue it really badly. I know I have been slow lately, that is due to school and all that... 🥺 I know you don't mean to rush me (and I'm so grateful for that! 😘), I'm just a bit irritated with myself because of my slow pace, but that's all on me! 😆
I am almost finished with a pretty lond Taehyung fic (the one in my to do list) so I think that is going to be out soon, and then I'll work on the next Only Teens update! ❤️
I am desperately trying to work on my writings and yes I do plan on continuing that series ♥️ I still need to work in it though, so please bare with me 🥹
Asks like this always motivate me to push further to continue, so thank you💋!
Hope is a word YN has grown to despite with every piece of herself. She never understood why hope was an enduring emotion that others held to such a his prestige when all it ever brought her was misery and anguish.
Imagine her surprise when a man with Freedom pouring from his every orifice barrages into her life, needing her help. He acts as her anchor, her root in the world. She grows soft to him, and he grows warm with her.
Two people navigating a world without security, finding Hope in each other.
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Guys! This is so unique and intriguing, I really hope ot will be updated soon! I highly recommend you read it and show the writer some love by either rebloggig, liking or commenting. And then maybe they will have more motivation to continue 😜
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Thank you so much! It's so nice of you to help me out with this. I do struggle with my bio and now that I know where I can seek help I will try to perfect it as soon as I have time and patience 😊 Again, thank you for your help!!! ❤️
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