Chim-chim

“These things happen, go to the cafeteria, get something to drink and I’ll be there shortly.” She suggested directing her words to Yoongi. 

You were looking towards the long hallway before finally giving in and allowing Yoongi to lead you to the cafeteria where you both sat for what seemed forever. 

“Stop it.” Yoongi placed his hand on top of yours. “Stop picking your nails.” he clarified. 

“I can’t.. I keep abandoning my dad and whenever things like this happen, I just…. I realize I don’t spend as much time with him as I should.” you stared at the cup of water in your hands. 

“Hey, don’t say that.” he hesitated for a moment. “You can’t control how his body reacts to his medication. It’s a miracle he has made it this long.”

“It’s true. And still I always run away. I was gone for months. Before that I was gone for a month and before that months.. It’s like two years I wasted being selfish and weak.” tears finally began spilling freely the time you had left with him was borrowed and you kept taking it for granted. 

“Stop, you needed that time. There was nothing you could have done. This is in the hands of the doctors and how well he responds to the treatment.” he pulled on your hand until you finally faced him. “This isn’t your fault.”

“Hey guys.” Olivia took a seat across from you. “I called you because there was a change, because I always want to be honest. But you need to calm down. It’s not good for your pregnancy.” She looked at Yoongi. “It’s not a high risk pregnancy, but because of her past history we need to be careful.” 

“Because of the misscarriage?” you asked not looking at her. You felt ashamed. 

“It’s better to be safe than sorry. Try not to stress too much. You have a couple of months left. Enjoy them. Right now we changed the medication on your father and he seems to be stabilizing. I just called you because…” she stopped and looked away unable to finish her sentence.  

“Because?” Yoongi inquired, when there was no response it was you who answered. 

“Because he might die.” you finished for her. 

“She doesn’t mean that.” Yoongi looked at you, but when Olivia didn’t answer again he looked at her. “You don’t mean that right?” 

“Unfortunately, we are not sure. He could be stable and then take a dive. For now like I said he is stable. But I will keep you updated.” she got up from her seat and looked at you both. “I think you should go home. At least for now. You being here stressed out of your mind doesn’t help him or you.I will let you know of any changes but I strongly suggest for you to go home.” 

For some reason that rubbed you the wrong way. 

“Why because I've already neglected him?” you didn’t mean to raise your voice. It just happened. “Because I am never here regardless so why would now be any different?!” your voice just continued to rise. 

She looked affronted by your questions. 

“Not at all Y/N.” she responded quietly, doing her best not to trigger you further. “I can only imagine how difficult this must be. The last thing I want is something happening to your baby.” 

But you were not letting it go. 

You rose from your seat suddenly, almost knocking the chair out in the process. Yoongi reacted instantly, getting up almost as quickly as you.

“Say it!, I am a bad daughter! That’s what you meant!” By now tears were running like a river. 

“Y/N no, I swear I just meant there is no need for you to be here if your father’s health depends upon the medication.” she stuttered trying her best to explain that whatever happened it would be no one’s fault. “This has nothing to do with you. Even if right now you were not here the changes would have happened the same.” 

“Liar!, you are a liar!” At this point you seemed hysterical. 

Yoongi grabbed your face with his hands as gently as possible. 

“Y/N!” he yelled trying to catch your attention. “Y/N! Look at me!” Finally your eyes focused on his. “She wasn’t saying that. She is going to keep an eye on your father. And if anything happens she will let us know. Do you understand?” Finally after what seemed like forever you nodded still crying. 

Yoongi looked at Olivia and then back at you.

“Uh.. can you let me know of any new developments please?,” he requested softly. 

“Yeah, of course.” 

“Me. Not her.” you seemed as if you were going to protest but he just smiled softly. “Let’s go, I’m taking you home.” Yoongi walked out of the cafeteria with you. 

Olivia stared as you let Yoongi guide you through the double set of doors. She turned to go back and check on your father when she spotted Namjoon.

“Did you …” she trailed off looking back to the doors you had just walked through. 

“Yeah, bad news?” he had seen how you had lost any sense at the mention of something happening to your father. 

“Yeah, he is in really bad shape. She just lost it.” Olivia mumbled. “Did you have a chance to talk to her?” she started walking towards the exit of the cafeteria. 

When no response came from Namjoon she turned to search for him. He was still standing on the same spot. 

“Namjoon?” she called out. 

“I heard you say she needed to be careful.” he was staring at the double doors you had just walked through. 

“Well yeah, I mean stress and anxiety is bad enough on anyone. And she is pregnant.” Olivia was confused. “Namjoon she is okay, the pregnancy is okay she just needs to be careful.” Suddenly something dawned on her. “No, you HAVE to tell her.” She reached out to him but he moved away. “Namjoon!” 

“Don’t you see?, she is already stressed as it is. I will not add to her stress by asking her to choose between Jimin and me.” He looked away sad all of a sudden. 

“Namjoon you don’t have to do this. Are you scared? Is that what this is?” 

“No, I’m putting her well being before anything.” he started walking away. 

“Namjoon ! you have to tell her.” he didn’t stop walking as Olivia got increasingly more annoyed. “Namjoon!” but he was already gone. 

He drove towards Yoongi’s apartment as if in a daze. His brain was on autopilot. He realized then he had never truly given up on you until that particular moment. He felt like something inside him was being torn apart. But he had to be grateful. By some miracle you had conceived a child. He realized then that even if he couldn’t have you as his wife, he could see his child grow. He would be tied forever to you regardless of anything. He would get to see you happy, even if it wasn't with him. 

He knocked on the door and Yoongi answered with a roll of his eyes. This he expected. Yoongi wasn’t a fan of his. 

“Look, can you come back some other time, she is not feeling great.” he blocked the door already sounding annoyed. 

No, he needed to talk to you. Or he might take it back. If he left without telling you what he had made his mind up to do Olivia or Seokjin would try and talk him out of it. 

“It will just take a second,” he pleaded. 

Yoongi looked behind him and then ever so slowly opened the door just enough to let him in. 

“If I hear any garbage you leave and never come back.” he threatened in a whisper. 

Namjoon walked further into the apartment to find you in the living room. Your eyes were swollen, your body shook slightly as you clutched a blanket to you. He finally stopped directly in front of you. Your eyes looked up and finally settled on his face. He sat in front of you on Yoongi’s center table. 

“I heard about your dad.” a tear rolled down your cheek and he felt his heart breaking for you. 

“Yeah, I’m not…. I don’t….” you couldn’t seem to form a sentence. 

“I know we had a pending conversation. All I wanted to say was…” he loved you and he wanted to be the one to make you happy. The one to be with you always. “We are adults, you said it yourself. My private life is my private life and you have yours. I will respect it and ask for you to do the same. You can always call me for anything, and I will be here for our child for everything. I don’t want you to stress about anything else. I know the situation with your father is a bit touch and go but I will be here for anything that you need. You are the mother of my child and you will always be able to count on me.” 

You stared at him as he finished. He wasn’t looking at you but at your hands. You tried meeting his eyes but he looked away. 

“Is there anything you want to say?” His tone was soft, but his words felt harsh. 

“No,” you whispered. “You’re right. Thank you.” tears spilled again but you weren’t sure if they were for your dad or the finality of the situation. 

He looked at Yoongi then, “If she needs anything let me know. I’ll pick you up for your next doctor appointment.” he rose to his feet but stayed for a few seconds, before leaning in and kissing your cheek softly, lingering just a few seconds before fully walking away. 

He managed to make it to the elevator before the tears finally drenched his cheeks. 

❁ ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖✿❁ ≖≖ ❁

“He didn’t say that.” Yoongi said as he handed you a warm tea. 

“He basically did. He said his private life is his. What else can it mean?” you sipped slowly still sitting down on the couch. 

You were bothered. Namjoon continued to hide Nari from you. Or maybe she had asked to not know anything about you. This was about avoiding stress on her. Maybe she was just so trustful of Namjoon she knew nothing would ever happen that would be deemed improper. She was that sure of his love. 

“He loves her so much.” your voice broke. 

Yoongi groaned. “I hate how that bastard still makes you feel like that. He somehow still manages to get a rise out of you.” 

“I can’t do this to Jimin.” you mumbled softly. You turned your gaze to Yoongi who wasn’t looking at you.

“I know.” he sighed and walked to the kitchen. He came back with a beer bottle. “I thought all you needed was to be around him, let him pamper you and you’d get over Namdouche, but… I was wrong.” 

“He deserves someone who loves him and is not hung up on her ex. I need to just get rid of the choice. I don’t want it. I don’t deserve it.” you broke again and Yoongi hugged you tightly to him. 

You asked to talk to Jimin a couple of days afterwards. Somehow, Jimin sensed the topic of conversation. Everything had become far too complicated, he knew you had never gotten over Namjoon. And with a child on the way your feelings could only grow stronger. 

Despite Namjoon having another family. 

Despite Namjoon not loving you. 

You still did. 

The conversation had been pleasant as most things with Jimin were, it was a tragedy you could not fall in love with him. But you couldn’t ask for him to wait indefinitely for something that might not even happen. Jimin wanted to be close to you still. No matter what he still cared for you even if you only allowed for a friendship he would take it. 

Namjoon kept checking up on you. But contact had been limited to doctors appointments and polite check up texts. As time kept passing your grudge began to grow causing you to become bitter and resentful. 

Yoongi had driven you to your latest doctor appointment. Namjoon was out on business but had vowed to return quickly. This would be the first appointment since your arrival he would not be attending to. And it bothered you more than you cared to admit.

Yoongi remained quiet as you walked silently towards your check up. He sensed something bothering you but opted not to say anything until you decided to bring it up. 

“Very strong heartbeat,” Olivia commented almost to herself as she spread the gel around your belly. 

“That’s good right?” Yoongi asked from where he stood with his arms crossed. 

Olivia looked away from the screen to look for the voice and smiled. 

“Oh yeah absolutely. Having a healthy heartbeat is definitely what we want.” She grabbed a paper towel and began cleaning your belly. 

“What is Namjoon having?” You asked. 

Olivia looked at you surprised. 

“I thought you wanted it to be a surprise.” 

She had insisted on telling you the gender but you had opted for a surprise instead. Namjoon had respected your wishes and decided to wait for the birth as well. 

“No, what are Namjoon and Nari having?” Your voice sounded harsh, almost broken. 

Olivia sighed loudly. “Y/N I’ve told -”

“No!” You interrupted. “You guys treat her like she is this precious treasure and will not tell me anything about her. I know Namjoon must be so happy he finally married the love of his life! But if we are to have a semblance of a family shouldn’t I know about her pregnancy too? I mean I’m sure you all tell her about mine!” 

You were slightly out of breath, and you hated how bitter you sounded. Somehow you couldn’t move on from Namjoon but he had started a new family with the woman he had loved his entire life and even if you sounded like a ridiculous petty bitch you wanted for them to know you were hurting. 

“I can’t tell you. And I’m sure you don’t want any details that could upset you.” She tried reasoning. 

But you were past that point. 

“Olivia..” your voice came out in a warning but you stopped at the feeling of Yoongi pulling on your arm.

“She is right, let's just go Y/N.” He tried pulling on your arm but you pulled back. 

“He is a fucking asshole. He destroyed my life and all this time I thought that I was okay..” tears were finally filling your eyes. “I can’t be okay knowing that this baby might have the same fate I had and I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t let him hurt my baby in the same way he has hurt me.” Tears finally streamed down your cheeks. 

“Y/N what are you talking about?” Olivia’s voice came out almost in a whisper. She was trying not to upset you but you were letting out all your pent up feelings. 

Granted you should have let them out to Namjoon but he wasn’t there. 

“I’m leaving.” You turned to leave but she rushed to stand before you. 

“Hey move!” Yoongi tried to move her but she pushed him. 

“Think about what you are saying, okay?, you are upset at this whole ordeal but all you need to do is have a fucking honest conversation with my brother to see his side of this.” Finally Olivia’s voice came out much harder than it should. 

“I’ve always been honest with him!” 

“Oh have you?!, after your miscarriage you disappeared! After you came back and were supposedly happy with my brother you disappeared again! You always fucking disappear and make it seem like it’s okay to dish out whatever the hell you want at Namjoon! You know what? He is not perfect but neither are you!” She pointed her finger at you. 

You all stood in silence staring at each other. 

“We are leaving.” Yoongi declared pulling you to the exit.

You were left speechless and you didn’t know how to respond. She was right. You always ran away to protect yourself, but also you never believed it had any type of impact on Namjoon. 

Namjoon never showed any type of love or any type of hurt whenever you left or disappeared. On the contrary it felt like you were doing him a favor. The last time you left you’d left him to do his own thing with his family which is what you assumed is what he wanted. To make a family with Nari. 

“I tried.” You mumbled at Yoongi as he walked ahead of you. He made no to acknowledge what you said, you stopped walking then and raised your voice. “I said I tried!” You repeated. 

Finally he stopped walking, his hands went to his hips as he sighed loudly and looked up at the sky as if searching for an answer. 

“I heard you the first time.” He turned to face you. “You tried to protect yourself and that’s completely fine.” He reasoned, but you could tell he was just trying to sugar coat it.

“I’m selfish, just say it.” You folded your arms as you felt a chill go through you. “Just tell me how I fucked everything up.” You were already tearing up, your voice cracked as you said it.

“I am not saying that, look, it takes two to break up a marriage. I just feel like you have never taken responsibility for things.” The tone in his voice was soft as if he was trying to cushion the blow. 

“What are you talking about?” 

“Let’s just go home and we will talk there okay?, this isn’t the place.” He reached out for you but you recoiled. 

“Just fucking say it!” 

“When Nari told you she was pregnant, why did you believe her? Why did you just leave without fighting for Namjoon if you loved him so much?” This cut through you like a knife.

“You supported me!, you sent Jimin my way to help me escape and now you are asking me why I didn’t hang back and what? Investigate?” You were openly crying now. 

“Yes, I did. I never liked him! Your relationship was always toxic and when this happened I thought it would finally be the last blow for you to let go of him and be happy! But things are worse now!You are worse! You are bitter and resentful, do you think I haven’t noticed you crying at night? At you always wondering out loud about Namjoon? You didn’t even try with Jimin because you still love Namjoon for whatever fucking reason he is in you like a fucking disease and I thought throwing you with someone who was the complete opposite was the cure but it wasn’t! Now I wonder why on earth I didn’t push you to fucking stay back and try to figure it out!” 

You reeled back at his rant. He was right as usual. 

You tried thinking back to when everything had first happened and you couldn’t remember having hope at all. All you could think about was how when you learned of Nari’s pregnancy all you could see was an in for Namjoon to be happy. 

“I didn’t know I was pregnant!” You yelled back. 

Yoongi’s face contorted into confusion. 

“If I’d known I was pregnant I wouldn’t have left like that!, but I thought I was in the way of his happiness. He never denied having feelings for Nari, he never made me feel like I was important to him and that is what made me leave and not look back.” 

“You said things were different, after Paris. You said you were happy, that things had changed. That HE had changed.” 

“Yes, but I would never be Nari would I?” You cleaned your tears and finally Yoongi wrapped his arms around you. 

“Maybe you should just talk to him, like you talk to me.” He mumbled against your hair. 

“I can’t do that I’d -” you felt something at your feet. 

You looked down and started. 

“Did…” Yoongi trailed off.

So you tried to do the same, kept going to work and hanging out with the one friend you had. She always wondered what you were up to but you never let out that you were with them. They were your precious little secret. You weren’t sure if their staff knew you were with all of them but you would blush whenever you’d go visit and have them randomly kiss you. 

You ignore the looks of either disgust or jealousy from some of the girls in there. You didn’t care about what their opinions were of you. You loved all of them and you weren’t going to let their opinions affect you in any way. 

In moments like these you missed them so much, the group chat was dry. And you just knew they were busy as hell. Usually the calls or messages would come later on at night. But you would never demand extra attention, you knew how tired they got after trips like this. So you usually gave them their space. You knew they’d reach out to you as soon as they had a chance. 

Jungkook was the first to call. He FaceTimed you and you could see Tae in the back with him. 

“Hey baby how are you?” He greeted sweetly with a smile.

“Missing you so much.” You said with a smile. 

“Are you in bed?” Tae asked, trying to look at your surroundings. 

“I am.” You said with a smile. Taehyung groaned at that. “I actually just showered and was getting ready for bed.” You teased. 

“Show us.” Jungkook demanded. 

You took the covers off to reveal you in one of their shirts. You heard an intake of breath and looked at the screen for their reactions. Taehyung was already palming himself as Jungkook stared at the screen. 

“Show me what you have under.” Jungkook demanded. 

You smiled as you lifted your shirt to reveal you were completely naked underneath. 

“Fuck” he muttered almost in pain. 

“Do something for me baby.” Taehyung demanded. 

“Anything I’d do anything for you.” You said. 

“Go get your toys.” His eyes were dark with lust and your body tingled at his words. 

“Take your shirt off first and go get your toys.” Jungkook said, unzipping himself. 

You did as you were told and returned to the bed. 

“Put your phone on the stand we got you.”

 Ah yes the stand they got you so you could film yourself for them. They would ask you for a small video and you would always rush to make it for them. You placed the phone on the small stand and left the stand on your bed. 

“Spread your legs.” Taehyung demanded. You could see him working on his dick already, you missed them so much. “First suck on that fucking fake dick I got you get it wet let me see you put it all the way inside your mouth.” You did as he said and even though you weren’t touching yourself yet you were so fucking turned on. 

“Come on suck it good. Like it’s my dick imagine it’s my cock.” He said, sounding desperate. You pushed it in all the way inside until you gagged. 

Jungkook groaned. “Grab the other one and wet this on on your pussy, I can fucking see you dripping.” You moaned at his words and grabbed the one he gave you.

 Each of them had given you a different one but the only times you’d use them would be when they were away. 

“That’s it, come on, push it inside slowly.” You moaned with the other one inside your mouth. “I wish I was there and my cock was inside you. Fuck I know how tight you are. And how wet. You’re fucking dripping.” He was so turned on. “Fucking look at me while you fuck yourself with my toy.” You looked back at the screen seeing how they were both working on their dicks. “Tell me how it feels.” 

You took Taehyung’s toy out of your mouth to respond. “So good fuck, but I want yours so bad.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yes of course it’s not the same.” You moaned working yourself, pushing it in and out slowly. 

“How baby tell me how it’s not the same.” Jungkook was working harder on his dick while Taehyung just watched you. 

“Your dick is so much bigger and harder,” you moaned. “Fuck and the way you treat me when you’re fucking me I love it when you treat me so rough. I love when you just fucking take me and slam into me.” Both men groaned at your words. 

“Tell us more.” Taehyung demanded. 

“I love when you treat me like your whore fuck it’s so good when you make me choke on your cock and then my pussy and then my ass.” You moaned loudly, working yourself harder. “I love being your slut I love it!” You screamed pushing the toy in and out of you. 

“Fuck yea you love being stuffed with cock don’t you?” Jungkook asked out of breath. 

“Yes I love it!” You were on the brink. 

“Take it out.” Taehyung demanded, you whined but you obeyed immediately. “Switch them suck on Jungkooks and clean your juices and fuck yourself with mine but do not cum.” He demanded. 

You did as you were told and made a show of licking your juices before shoving it inside your mouth with a moan. 

“Fuck what does it taste like?” Jungkook asked. 

“So good.” Your mouth was full. 

“Put mine inside you now.” You almost came to Taehyung's tone. You did as you were told. “Slowly do not cum until we tell you you can.” 

“Yes daddy.” You said sucking on the toy. 

“Keep fucking yourself harder slam that shit.” Taehyung demanded. “Imagine that’s my cock inside your cunt. Imagine I have you spread out while I pounce on you like a fucking animal.” 

You moaned squirming in your bed. 

“I need to cum please let me cum.” You whined. 

“Put both toys in your pussy.” Jungkook spoke finally and you almost came at his words. “Fuck yourself with both toys come on.” He demanded. 

You took Taehyung’s out and licked it, both men stared while you put them side by side and pushed them past your entrance. You almost screamed at the sensation. Your eyes fluttered shut. 

“Look at us.” Taehyung growled. “How does it feel? tell us. Your mouth is not stuffed with cock tell us.” 

“So good fuck I wish it was you. I wish it was your cocks splitting me open like this.” You moaned finally pushing them all the way in. “Can I fuck myself please? I need to please so bad I need to.” 

“Fuck yes slam that shit inside do it.” 

You were desperate and began slamming them inside at the most brutal pace you could manage. Your head almost hit the headboard at the sensations. 

“Cum all over it.” Jungkook demanded out of breath. You were already at the brink, at his words you slammed them a final time before your body shook as you came. “Fuck yes my slut she looks so good. Fuck fuck fuck.” You saw Jungkook finish as his cum splattered on his hand and shirt. 

You saw Taehyung working himself while staring at you out of control. 

“Tae baby are you going to cum?” You asked sweetly removing the toys. Taehyung eyes widened as you took your time licking the toys. “I wish this was your cock” you pushed it inside your mouth and began sucking it like it was his. 

“Turn around and fuck yourself from behind with it fucking show me Y/N” you did as you were told and began fucking yourself at a brutal pace. “Tell me how it feels.” 

“So good, not as good as yours. But fuck I want you here fucking me.” You moaned. 

“Fuck this is a pretty sight.” Namjoon said from the screen. You turned slightly to see Namjoon staring at the screen and you just knew they were all in the room. Waiting. And that turned you on even more. “Use it on your asshole. It’s already wet, push it inside, no prep.” He demanded unzipping his jeans and pulling his already hard dick out.  

You did as you were told but you were so wet and horny the burn felt good. 

“Fuck yes. Fuck both holes for daddy do it.” He demanded and you began a pace. “How does it feel?” 

“So good daddy so fucking good I’m going to cum soon daddy.” You moaned. 

“Not yet baby, not till I tell you too.” Taehyung had slowed his movements, enjoying himself. 

“Daddy?” 

“Yes baby?” 

You moaned at what you were thinking. 

“Can you please help me to make Tae cum?” The boys were not strangers to each other. Whenever things got too heavy you’d seen them doing things with each other. They were familiar with each other. 

Namjoon looked next to him and smiled. “Anything for my baby.” He mumbled reaching for Taehyung and shoving his tongue in his mouth. 

You moaned loudly at the sight. “Yes fuck yes please daddy.” You begged. 

“Please what?” He pulled from Taehyung and you saw him working harder on his dick. 

“Tae? Can you suck my daddy for me please? I’m so far away and I want to feel his cock in my mouth fuck he tastes so fucking good and it feels so good when he chockes me on it.” You moaned working yourself slower. 

Taehyung looked at you and smiled as he leaned over and took Namjoon in his mouth. You heard a groan in the background and saw Yoongi already working on himself almost to the brink. 

“Daddy make him choke on you. Please, that's so hot pleaseee daddy.” Namjoon moaned and grabbed a fistful of hair while he thrusted into Taehyung’s mouth. “Yes yes! Does it feel good daddy?”  

“Yes fuck. Fuck yourself harder come on I want to see you cum all over those cocks.” You saw Namjoon reach for Taehyung’s dick and start working him as he fucked Taehyung’s mouth. “Harder!” He moaned towards you and you slammed the toys inside as hard as you could. 

The image of Namjoon fucking Taehyung’s mouth while he worked on him and barking orders at you had you cum instantly. You saw Taehyung pull from Namjoon's dick with cum dripping from his chin. Yoongi reached for Taehyung and shoved his tongue in his mouth as Namjoon licked his hand. 

You grabbed one of the toys and slammed it in your pussy at the image in front and came almost instantly. 

“I didn’t say you could cum again.” Namjoon said, eyeing you. 

“I guess you’ll have to punish me when you come home.” You giggled. 

“Oh you have no idea.” He promised. 

You knew they were due back soon. You weren’t sure how soon but they mentioned they were packed up and ready to go. 

You stood in the kitchen drinking coffee with the TV on when you heard your door creak. Namjoon stood there in a pair of sweats and a white shirt. Without saying anything he reached you in two long strides and kissed you roughly. 

“Fuck. I missed you.” You moaned, pulling his shirt over his head. “I’m going to fuck you till you can’t walk.” He ripped your shirt open and stared at your naked body. “How are you already fucking naked?”  

“I sleep like this in case one of you needs to come and use my holes daddy.” He groaned at your response. 

“Was gonna take my time but your mouth is fucking….” He didn’t finish as he turned you and pushed you against the counter. He grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked on your head. He buried his face on your neck inhaling your scent. “Gonna fuck you so hard.” You felt his dick wetting himself on your cunt. “You’re so wet so fucking ready for daddy.” He groaned. He pushed inside your pussy. 

You both groaned, he pushed your face against the cold counter as he began thrusting into you brutally.

“You’re so tight.” He moaned.

“My asshole is tighter daddy.” You moaned. Namjoon stopped and draped himself on your back groaning loudly. 

“You’re gonna make me cum. And I want to fuck you.” He pulled out of your pussy and lined his dick against your asshole. “I’m going to fuck your ass, and I’m not stopping.” 

“Don’t want you to daddy my ass is yours.” You grabbed his hand that was clutching on to your hip and guided it towards your pussy. “So is my cunt. My mouth, anything you want, take it.” You were so fucking turned on, you wanted him to lose control. 

He growled and shoved three fingers inside your pussy as he pushed brutally inside your ass. 

“Fuck me yes please! Just like that, yes please, harder!” You screamed not caring if anyone else could listen. 

“You’re my slut.” He said against your ear as he pounded you like an animal. He reached for your neck and squeezed. “Fuck yes you like that?” You nodded. “You’re perfect, my perfect whore. I’m going to fucking use you till you can’t walk.” 

Your thighs were hitting the counter so hard but you didn’t feel any pain. 

“Tell me you’re mine.” He demanded. 

“I’m yours!” You moaned. 

“Tell me you belong to me and the boys only. No one else touches you.” He slammed into you. 

“Fuck. No. No one, just you guys. I’m yours.” 

He slammed into you harder and faster. “Cum all over my fingers like a good girl. Daddy wants you to cum.” He demanded. His palm brushed brutally against your clit as his fingers slammed into your pussy. His cock brutally fucking your ass as his other hand was wrapped around your neck. With a final slam your body shook as you came. 

Namjoon let go of you as you lay happily on the counter. He kissed your cheek softly. 

“You okay?” Namjoon asked. You nodded. “I’m going to get something to clean you up.” You pulled on his hand. 

“I like feeling your cum dripping down my leg. Makes me feel like you branded me” 

He groaned and you felt his dick twitch. 

“Fuck that looked good.” Jungkook said from the living room. You looked up to see Jin and Jungkook seated there with their legs spread out. 

You didn’t hear them come in. You could see Jungkook’s dick was straining against his jeans. Namjoon pulled away and you walked towards Jungkook. 

You looked at Jin. “How do you want me?” Jungkook groaned. 

“I want you to choke on my dick for starters.” Jungkook said, unzipping his jeans in a hurry. You helped him. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled you towards his face. “Open your mouth.” You did and he spat in your mouth. 

Jin groaned. 

“Now swallow it.” You swallowed his spit and turned to Jin. 

“Daddy used my asshole. It’s full of cum. You can use it too.” Namjoon groaned behind Jungkook as Jin rushed to take his clothes off. 

Jungkook pulled on your head and lined his dick against your mouth. You smeared all his precum on your lips and took him in as you felt Jin push inside your ass. 

You moaned with Jungkook’s dick inside your mouth. He began thrusting as he held your face against his. Jin's fingers dug into your hips as he slammed into you. Namjoon sat next to Jungkook and played with your nipples. He pinched them and slapped your tits. 

You moaned loudly at the feeling. 

“I know you love it when we do that.” Namjoon said, chuckling. 

“Fuck yes hit her harder.” Taehyung said walking towards you. He began kissing and biting at your back. He grabbed onto your head and pushed you on Jungkook’s dick. “Take his dick just like you said you were.”

 Your eyes pricked with tears but you didn’t care. You missed them. They were gone for a month. Taehyung reached for your pussy and shoved three fingers inside slamming them as he circled your clit. 

“Cum baby squeeze my fingers. Wanna feel you squeeze me.” Taehyung whispered against your back and you shivered as you came. You felt Jungkook’s warm cum in your mouth and you swallowed every drop. You kissed Jungkook’s dick as he smiled looking at you adoringly. 

“You did good, baby.” Jin said, pulling out. You whined at the loss. You felt the cum dripping from your hole. 

At some point the rest of the boys had taken seats around the living room. 

Jimin sat naked already stroking his dick. “Come on my turn, kitten.” He said tapping his lap.

You stood on shaky legs and walked towards him. But he turned you around. 

“Want that asshole. It’s ready for me” he said, pulling you onto his lap. 

“Yes Namjoon and Jin came so well inside it.” You whispered but you knew they all heard you. 

Jimin guided you once seated with his dick in your ass he spread your legs. 

“Fuck that’s a pretty sight.” Taehyung sat at the small table staring at your asshole stretched on Jimin’s dick. “Fuck her, slam her down.” 

Jimin smiled and lifted you only to slam you down. You reached behind you to grab on his hair. He kissed your neck with wet kisses. 

“You feel so good. I fucking missed you. Those calls aren’t enough anymore.” He groaned feeling your ass squeeze him. 

“I’m gonna fuck her too.” Hoseok walked towards you and lined up against your pussy. “Gonna fill you up to the brim with cum. You’ll be our little cum dumpster.” 

You reached for Hoseok and shoved your tongue inside his mouth. 

“Taste that? It’s Jungkook’s cum. I’m already your cum dumpster. Give me more.” You begged as Jimin began slamming you down. 

Hoseok pushed inside and you groaned. “You’re full of cock.” He said. “So full of it.” 

“Not yet.” Yoongi kneeled next to you and pulled on your face. “I’m going to fuck your face.” 

You looked up to him and batted your eyelashes. “Please please do it. I want you so bad.” You begged. 

Yoongi held your face as he slammed his hips against it. Groaning as he fucked you as hard as he could. Hoseok and Jimin did the same, not holding back. 

“You fucking slut. You like this you love having us fuck you this hard?” Hoseok asked, slamming into you. You tried nodding but Yoongi kept you in place. 

Taehyung went to stand next to Yoongi. 

“Want her too.” He slapped your tits and played with your nipples. 

“Fuck don’t stop! She is squeezing me so fucking  hard!” Hoseok moaned. 

Taehyung continued his assault, he leaned over and sucked on one of your nipples harshly. Your moans were muffled by Yoongi’s dick. 

“Keep going do it again she is fucking loving it.” You were about to lose your mind they were fucking you so good you almost passed out. 

You felt something and slightly turned to see Jungkook with a vibrator. He smiled and put it on top of your clit. You came instantly. Hoseok continued his pace searching for his own high. Jungkook pushed the vibrator lower. 

“Fuck I can feel it too.” Jimin groaned as Jungkook pushed it lower until it was nestled in between Hoseok and Jimin’s dick. “Yes fuck yes Jungkook!” Jimin yelled 

Jungkook kissed and licked Hoseok’s sweaty skin. Taehyung continued biting on your nipples. You were turned on again you couldn’t get enough you couldn’t stop as another orgasm built up. You felt Yoongi’s dick twitch inside you as he groaned loudly about to cum. 

“Yes suck me like a good bitch fuck yes do it fucking cum wanna see you cum baby.” He demanded as he slammed one last time filling your mouth with cum. 

You swallowed it and as soon as Yoongi’s cock left your mouth it was replaced by Taehyung’s. 

“Swallow it come on suck me while your mouth is full of his cum Y/N.” Taehyung began a slow rhythm as you felt Hoseok's cum coating your walls closely followed by Jimin. “You made them all cum. You’re a good slut.” He complimented. 

The boys pulled from you and you felt someone else at your entrance. 

“I have to I’m so fucking hard seeing all the cum dripping from you.” Jin said, lining up his dick on your ass and thrusting. “Fuck!” He groaned. “She is so full of cum. Gonna cum so fast.” You could hear the sounds of his dick and all the cum inside you. You groaned as Taehyung fucked you even harder. 

“Yes yes do it fucking choke on it baby I love this so much.” He held your face and pulled you away from his dick. “You like this? Being treated like a slut?” He asked. 

“So much I missed you. Pleaseee” you begged. 

“Please what?” He asked.  

“Fuck me use me please I want it.” 

You felt someone rearranging you. 

“Gonna fuck her pussy, and then your mouth.” Namjoon said. 

Jin sat down and quickly seated you on his dick. You moaned as Namjoon entered you roughly and began fucking you. 

“Gonna cum again please… fuck yes! Daddy please!” You screamed. 

“Not done with you.” Namjoon mumbled. 

He slammed into you as Taehyung pulled your face. 

“Not done sucking my dick. Make me cum.” He demanded. You began licking and kissing but that wasn’t enough. He growled and pulled your head to swallow his dick. “Choke on it” he growled as he slammed his dick against your throat. You gagged but didn’t care. 

Yoongi went to Namjoon and handed him the vibrator Jungkook was playing with. 

“Put it on her.” He said. 

Yoongi smiled and turned it on. He placed it against one of your nipples as he licked and bit the other one. 

Your moans vibrated enough to cause an effect on Taehyung. He moaned loudly, releasing his cum into your throat. “Fuuuuuuuck” 

He pulled out leaving a trail of saliva and cum as you coughed. Yoongi shoved his tongue inside your mouth and tasted inside. 

“Need to cum please baby.” You begged. 

“Not yet.” Namjoon and Jin slammed into you. 

“Please daddy cum inside me, your cum will drip onto Jin while he finishes me up.” Namjoon groaned and with another slam you felt his cum. 

Jin slowed down to feel the cum dripping out of you as Namjoon stepped away to admire your pussy dripping with cum as Jin tried not to slam into your ass. 

“Come on Jin baby, don't you love how sloppy I feel?” You grabbed his hands and moved them. He frowned at the movement but you turned around. “Wanna feel my pussy filled with Namjoon? His cum is still warm..” he slamed you down. 

“Slow down. Gonna fuck her ass and cum all over it Jin and then you can finish her.” Yoongi said behind you, lining up his dick. He pushed inside you and groaned. “Feel so good. I can feel Jin’s dick pulsing fuck yea” Yoongi groaned as he began to slam against you. Jin wasn’t moving, he latched on your nipple and sucked. 

“Yes! Yes please do it fucking bite me!” You yelled as Jin bit harder. 

“Fuck she is squeezing me so hard I’m gonna cum.” Jin groaned. 

“Wait!” Yoongi moaned. “Yes, it feels so good.” He reached around and rubbed your clit. You screamed at the contact. 

“I’m gonna cum please let me cum.” Jin sucked and bit your nipple, Jungkook sat next to Jin and sucked on the other one. Yoongi slammed one more time and you both came as his fingers circled your clit. You moaned and lay against Jin as Yoongi pulled out. 

“Feel baby? Feel all that cum?” You asked, kissing Jin’s chest. He reached around and dragged the cum smearing his dick and all around. “That’s right baby, make a mess of me.” You began moving again. 

You were exhausted as Jin took control and slammed you down. You heard the sounds your pussy made as Jin slammed you down on him. 

“Feel so good against me fuck yes!” Jin moaned he reached for your clit. “One more time baby squeeze me one more time.” He begged as he circled your clit. He looked up at you and then sucked on your nipple causing you to squeeze your walls around him, you felt his dick twitching inside of you as he came. “Fuck yes!” He moaned as he finished. 

You were all tired afterwards. Took turns showering but you were the first one. They always took care of you first. 

You were laying down on the bed exhausted. You drifted in and out of consciousness. After a while only Jimin remained. He sat on your bed, his head against the headboard. The TV was on but the volume was low. 

Finally after a while you opened your eyes and stared at Jimin's form. He looked deep in thought. You moved and his eyes flew to you. 

“Morning baby, you’ve slept all day.” He smiled and leaned to kiss your forehead. 

You tried to move but you winced. You were beyond sore. Jimin’s eyebrows pulled together. 

“You okay?” He seemed worried. 

“Yeah, just sore.” You mumbled. “The good kind” you smiled sleepily. 

“I’m glad.” He looked back at the TV. Something seemed to be bothering him. 

“Is everything okay?” Your voice was low, almost coming out in a whisper. 

The room was quiet and you just knew he stayed behind on his own. 

“I just .. you never told me if you liked the gift I got you.” Your eyes popped open, you never opened the gift. 

After the last time he was here you hadn’t wanted to open it thinking it would make you sadder. 

“I have not opened it.” You confessed, ashamed. 

“Oh….” Was Jimin’s simple response. 

“After you left I couldn’t bring myself to open it. I’m sorry it just hurts so much when you’re not around.” You finally got up moving towards him. 

He looked nervous and insecure. 

“Jimin, what's going on?” 

“Nothing baby, go back to sleep.” He tried to move but you didn’t let him. 

“I love you.” You pulled him down with you and began kissing him. The kiss was slow, you tried to convey your feelings into the kiss. 

Jimin responded to the kiss, he moved to lay on top of you. 

“I love you too.” He said between breaths. He deepened the kiss as you felt his dick getting harder. Your hands went to grab his hair as his kiss grew desperate. 

You moaned when he kissed your jaw and trailed kisses down your neck. He saw your bruised skin and licked the bruises. 

“I’m sorry I know you’re sore.” He whispered against your skin. 

“Don’t care.” You pulled on his face and made sure he was looking at you. “Make love to me Jimin. Please, I need you.” 

It was usually desperate animalistic whenever you got your hands on them. It was on rare occasions that you took your time with each other.  

His eyes seemed to widen a little and he kissed you again slowly. He took your shirt off slowly, closely followed by his. He kissed you softly as he rubbed his length against your slit. He was careful as he pushed inside you. 

He couldn’t help but groan at the feeling. Once inside he couldn’t help but slam into you. 

“I can’t.” He mumbled as he dipped into your neck. 

You moaned. “Can’t what baby?” 

“Can’t stop.” He groaned. 

“Don’t baby, do whatever you want. I love you.” That was all the permission he needed as he slammed into you harder, the headboard starting to slam against the wall. “Love you so much.” You mumbled. 

“I love you too. You’re perfect.” 

He reached for your clit circling it, you moaned louder. “Cum for me baby please. You know you want it.” He slammed into you and your body shook as you came. He followed closely at the feel of your walls squeezing him. 

“I’m sorry for not opening your gift. I’ll open it tonight.” You said brushing his hair with your fingers. 

“Apology accepted. Take your time babe.” He slept for a little while with you. He woke up to go to practice and stared at your sleeping form. You lay on your stomach still naked. 

He pulled the covers over you and dressed himself before leaving. 

When you woke up you stretched with a smile. You were sore but you didn’t care. You got up and went to shower. 

You dressed in sweats. You were off for the day. You went to your kitchen and turned on the TV, you moved in the kitchen making coffee while you grabbed your phone. 

Casually you checked your social media and then something jumped out. A headline and you might have missed it had it not been for the name. You clicked on the image and a celebrity was wrapped around Jimin. Your eyes watered, this had to be a mistake. You looked back towards your night stand where his gift sat untouched. 

You had not had the will to open it and wondered what it was. What if it was a goodbye gift? You had to let him go if he had found someone else. You went back into the trending hashtag to headlines talking about his girlfriend and how they had been together in secret. The thing was, you weren’t sure if it was official with all of you. Yoongi always insisted on no labels and now you wondered if this was the reason. 

You were catatonic, you didn’t know what this meant. You had left your phone on silent in your drawer not wanting to know anything, you made sure to send a message to Sabine telling her you needed her to cover for you, for the next two days. After that you had two days off. Surely four days would be enough.  

Much like he was. All his life there had been the expectation of him continuing the family business. Him excelling at whatever his father pointed. His father was never really there. His mother always traveling and ignoring her children. The three had grown up with a bond. They were all a year younger. Namjoon being the oldest. Closely followed by Seokjin and then Olivia. 

They grew up together making sure to always be there for each other. His grandfather had been more loving and good to them. Whereas their father demanded excellence his grandfather advocated for them to follow their dreams. This had not been the case for Namjoon and Seokjin but they made sure Olivia had a chance to do something she was passionate about. 

Nari had always been Olivia’s friend. Throughout middle school and all through High School. Namjoon had developed appreciation for the girl who had been Olivia’s company for so long and had given her her friendship. Nari came from a broken home. He’d always known. He’d consoled her often. 

Olivia was a good person at heart, she’d often invited Nari to stay with them. She knew her parents would hardly notice. Nari’s mother was gone, and she had to help keep the house running. She was in school on scholarships but it was never enough. 

One night Namjoon couldn’t go to sleep. He was restless. His father had demanded for him to start shadowing him to help in the company to eventually take over completly. He went to the kitchen to drink some water when he found Nari on a stool quietly sobbing. 

“Hey, everything okay?” he’d asked. 

She seemed startled at his presence and seemed to stiffen. 

“Yeah, sorry.” She got up to leave but he didn’t let her. 

“Hey you can talk to me.” he encouraged. “I can listen.” He continued to move around the kitchen trying to appear not so focused on her. 

Nari stared at him, he wore dark blue pajama pants with a light blue shirt. He was any woman’s dream, he was kind and funny and he was absolutely perfect. She could not tell Olivia she had feelings for him, but she always teased her about Namjoon whenever he was in the room. 

“I’m just having some issues at home. I think I might need to drop out.” she admitted timidly. 

“Is there a reason?” he inquired, finally taking a seat across from her. 

“Money is tight at home.” she played with her glass of milk not looking at him. 

“We could always help,” he offered. 

“No thank you. I do not want a hand out.” 

“It wouldn’t be. We’d be helping.” 

“No thank you.” She got up from her stool and went to leave her glass on the sink. “That’s thoughtful, thank you. I really appreciate it but you guys already do so much for me.” She left Namjoon alone with his thoughts. 

He had never thought of Nari as anything other than his sister’s friend. It wasn’t until a drunken night, there was a big charity event and Nari had led him to an empty room. She’d kissed him and he was too drunk to make better decisions. After that it became a regular thing. Them sleeping together to mask the loneliness they both felt. Except for Nari it meant far more than for Namjoon. 

“Your girlfriend needs a job.” Olivia mentioned while they had lunch. 

Seokjin’s gaze lifted from his papers to stare at Namjoon curiously. 

“You got a girl we don’t know about?” he smiled then. “Or me atleast I’m fucking hurt.” 

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” he continued to pick on his food. 

“Nari, she needs a job. She had mentioned she was dropping out of school but if we can find her a good job she might not need to.” Namjoon made no move to answer. “Didn’t you say you were looking for a secretary Joon?” Olivia tried again. 

“When did you and Nari happen?” Jin asked out of nowhere.

“Olivia is insane. She is just a friend. Why don’t you accuse Seokjin of being her boyfriend.” 

“Because he hasn’t been screwing her for the past couple of months.” she said plainly. 

Jin spit out his coffee then. “What?!” 

Namjoon groaned. 

“Seriously what are you doing?, you know better than this Namjoon.” Seokjin’s voice lowered in fear of someone listening. 

“Yeah, if this is a meaningless screw for you, find someone else.” Olivia was only standing up for her friend but Namjoon felt offended. 

“I do need a secretary. I’ll talk to her.” he promised. 

Nari started working for him the following week. She walked in his office smiling, she locked the door and walked over to his desk. She reached for his face to kiss him but he pushed her away. 

The thing is, he talked to her. He had broken up whatever was going on between them. 

“What are you doing?” she looked offended at his behavior. “I told you, we are not doing that anymore, it's over.” he tried reasoning. 

After that things had been pretty clear. He thought she was over it, time passed and no incidents had happened. But Nari on the other hand patiently waited for him to settle down. She thought it was only a matter of time before Namjoon wanted to marry. And she was sure he would pick her. So when he showed up engaged to you, her whole world crumbled down. She had to see how you got married to the man she loved. 

She grew to hate you. And on your wedding day, she had to ruin it for you. She waited for you to leave him but you never did. Namjoon always thought Nari never had feelings for him, but she hid it as best she could. 

As time passed and Namjoon’s marriage deteriorated she knew it was only a matter of time. And after the abortion she knew, he would be hers. One day he had gone home early. He came back later drunk. Nari could not pass this opportunity to take him home. She had tried to relive those nights where they would lose within each other. But Namjoon was too drunk to even stand.

Namjoon had gone home early to find you gone. He called the driver, you seemed to be out with a friend. Yoongi. He had drank and then, unable to continue being at home, he decided to go to the office. He  had a couch he could crash in and drink there more comfortably. 

When he woke up the next day unable to recognize his surroundings, he frowned. Eventually his eyes fell on a naked woman laying down next to him. Oh no. When she turned he realized who it was. Oh Fuck no. He got out of there before she would wake up. Coward move but he didn’t know what else to do. 

She never mentioned anything. Until she claimed she was pregnant. With his child. He could not wrap his head around it. There just seemed like no way for this to be real. You’d left him and he had fired her. Not that it would have made a difference now.

He needed to find out if the kid was really his. He could not remember that night for the life of him. Jin and Olivia barely were speaking to him and he felt like this was his living hell. He’d told Nari he needed to talk to her but she seemed to be avoiding him now. 

He walked into Jin’s office, he knew he was busy but what he needed was far more important right now. 

“What’s up?” he asked. 

“I know you’re not my biggest fan right now. But I need help.” Namjoon was desperate. 

“Namjoon, that’s not what it is, we are giving you space to figure out what it is that you actually need.” he explained while closing the manila folder in his desk. He put everything aside to show he was giving him his undivided attention. “What can I do?” 

“Nari, before I fired her I mentioned I might need a DNA test. For the baby. And she is not responding to my messages or my calls.” 

“Have you asked Olivia?, she might know something.” he suggested pulling out his phone. 

“No, I don’t know what to do.” he sat down. 

Seokjin’s phone beeped. “Olivia hasn’t heard from her.” he opened one of his drawers and pulled out a stack of cards. “I’ll call my friend. He might know where to find her.” 

After a week they found her. She was simply hiding in her apartment. She seemed surprised at Namjoon’s presence. 

“What are you doing here?” she mumbled quietly. 

“You have not answered my calls or messages. Olivia is waiting for us to do an ultrasound.” He waited for her to move. 

But she just burst into tears. 

“Nari?” She went inside her apartment and sat on her couch.

She wrapped her arms around herself as she sobbed. Namjoon entered the apartment but stood far away. He had never been there, other than that time he was extremely drunk. 

“I need you to explain to me what’s going on.” Even though his tone was meant to be soft it came out harsh. 

“There is no baby!” she screamed finally getting up. “Is that what you wanted to hear?!” her tears were streaming down her face. “I made it all up!, I thought what you needed was to get rid of her and then you’d come to me at your own free will. Because you would not be forced to be with me like you were with her!” She looked away from Namjoon. 

He stood there speechless. 

“What ever gave you the idea that I didn’t want to be married to Y/N?” he asked quietly. 

He was completely enraged, but he could not show it. 

“You said! her father’s company was in ruins, they needed your money!” 

“Nari. I don’t know how this got to this point.” he turned away rubbing the back of his neck. 

He wanted to be angry. But somehow he felt responsible for her delusion. He felt responsible because he never clarified how much he loved you. He was always cold and distant. And he’d lost because his actions caused Nari to act this way. 

“I love her.” he said more forcefully, eliciting another sob to ripple through her body. “And I’d do anything for her to give me another chance.” 

“But she is with Jimin now. Can’t you give us a chance?” she begged. 

“No, I don’t love you. I never have.” she squeezed her eyes shut. “I can recommend you for another position with another friend but I think it’s best for you to stay as far away as possible from me and my family.” 

She laughed bitterly at that. “Olivia came to see me, she said she never wanted to see me again in her life.” she looked at her hands. “It’s safe to say that Seokjin feels the same way.” 

Seokjin hated her. But he could not tell her that. He felt responsible for this. 

“Just go.” she mumbled getting out of her seat. “Get out!” she yelled, opening the door. 

There was little left to argue about. There was no way he could tell her how much she had ruined his life. He didn’t even think she would care. Why would she? All she wanted was for him to pick her but he couldn’t. How could he? He never loved her. The few times they had been together was to cover each other's loneliness. 

He went to Mount Sinai Hospital to talk to Olivia. She was a better listener than Seokjin. 

“Can you page Olivia please?” he asked the nurse in the front. 

She arrived shortly after, her face had worry written all over it. 

“Is everything okay?” 

“You have a minute?” he hesitated. “I just need to talk to you. I will try to be brief.” 

“Of course. Just give me a minute to tell the nurse.” she went back and spoke quietly to the nurse that had originally paged her. They went to the hospital cafeteria. “I have a little down time, which is not very often.” she mentioned casually after Namjoon sat  in silence. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to use up your free time.” he looked uncomfortable. 

“Namjoon. I love you.” she sighed seeing his confusion. “You’re my brother and I love you. I know the things you and Seokjin sacrificed for me and I will be forever grateful. I know mom and dad wish I’d gone a different route and will be forever disappointed.” 

He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “You’d think parental disappointments end with medical degrees.” 

Olivia laughed. “Right?” She took a sip of her coffee and looked around. 

The cafeteria looked the same, some doctors and nurses eating. Some families, also trying to pass time. The windows were clear and she could see the sun still shining. Namjoon in a suit looked out of place with all the other people. 

“My point is…. I love you and whatever happens, I’ll be here.” she finished. 

“Jin helped me find Nari. I’d been asking her about her pregnancy but since I fired her she was just gone.” 

“Okay. What happened? Did you guys find her?” 

He chuckled bitterly. “There is not much our brother can’t do. Of course he found her.” 

“Namjoon you’re scaring me.. Is she okay?” 

“She told me she faked the pregnancy.” he mumbled quietly. 

“Oh.” Olivia had gone to talk to Nari. She suspected it when she was yelling and all Nari could say was that this would be worth it.

“She ruined my fucking life.” he folded his arms. “I want to go tell Y/N that it was all a lie.” 

“You should. It was all a misunderstanding.” Olivia encouraged. 

“I know.. But I can’t help feeling like I’ve hurted her so much. Maybe the best I can do for her is let her go.” he rubbed his face. 

“What do you want to do?” 

“I told you. I want to look for her.” 

“Maybe -” Olivia’s phone beeped. “No fuck please not right now.” she mumbled, pulling it out to read. She sighed loudly. “I have to go. But tell Jin we will have lunch one of these days and we can really talk about it” she got up in a hurry and kissed Namjoon’s cheek. “I love you, we will figure this out.” 

She was about to walk away when Namjoon got up. 

“Maybe in this lunch you can tell us about Taehyung.” 

She stopped and turned to face him. 

“You’re the worst.. I have no idea what you’re talking about.” her phone beeped again causing her to leave on a jog. 

Namjoon’s plan at first seemed hopeful to get you back. But as time began passing, he realized it was for the best if he left you. Yoongi showing up to talk about the divorce papers. Him finding out you were somewhere with Jimin. His hopes had completely deflated. 

“I took the liberty of hiring a new secretary.” Seokjin mentioned it from the entrance of his office.

Namjoon sat looking out the windows. He made no move to acknowledge what Jin had said. 

He sighed loudly. “It’s been a month. You need to move on. You’ve decided to leave her alone.” 

Namjoon still made no move to say anything. 

Truth was he showed up in the office as a show. He was barely working. Papers were piling up, and he had not turned on the computer in days. This office brought happy memories of the last couple of weeks with you. When everything was perfect. 

“I’ll have her start. You can leave the office. Go stay with me or Olivia.” he finally moved to stand in front of Namjoon. “Namjoon..” he mumbled quietly as he handed him some tissues. 

Was he crying? He didn’t even remember crying. 

“Listen, we can get past this. I know you loved her, but you said you were letting her go.” 

“Love.” he mumbled, not looking at him. 

“What?” Jin was confused.

Finally he looked up to meet Jin’s eyes. “You said I loved her but I still do!” he yelled in anger. 

Jin backed away slightly. 

“I still love her!, which is fucking ridiculous because she is prancing around with Jimin around the world while I am here broken!” He pushed the chair getting up. “We were both at fault!, yet she ran away with the first man that offered because she didn’t care”

“Okay Namjoon I get it -” there was movement by the door and Jin turned. “Gina, get settled in the desk, close the door, I'll be right with you.” he ordered. The woman closed the door leaving them alone.

Namjoon was crying at this point. 

“Come on, we are going home.” he pulled on Namjoon but he pulled away. 

“No. I am staying here. I can’t be there.”

“Home with me Namjoon.” he pulled again and Namjoon let him. 

Seokjin took him to his condo and sent him to the guest room where he slept for most of the day. He called Olivia, she sat in the living room. 

“This is good right? He is grieving. He is going through the stages.”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen him like this.” Jin mumbled leaning on his couch. 

“We’ll be here for him.” 

“Yeah, I already asked our realtor to get rid of his house. He can’t go back there.” 

“There is too much of her everywhere. We need to get rid of as much as we can.” 

“Yeah, good luck with that.” 

Namjoon threw himself into his work. The company was doing the best it had ever been. He worked till he dropped and he tried his hardest not to think of you. There were still times where he stilled and thought of you. 

His siblings checked in with him regularly. His relationship with them was still as good as ever. If tabloids were true to their word you were currently with Jimin. Together. Dating. He remembered when his father had mentioned he wanted to date you. He had been so quick to ask you to marry him. At first it seemed like an ego thing, but what it really was, was fear. He feared losing you and he had rushed. 

Things had ended poorly between you two, but he held onto the happy moments you two had. That’s all he had left. 

About six months after you’d been gone Olivia mentioned it was time to check in on your father and you might show up to this one. She knew he was still not over you. So maybe a fresh start she had suggested. 

After the phone call with Olivia where she had suggested for him to go into the hospital he sat in his office and stared at the picture of your wedding. He still could not bring himself to remove it despite everything.

He made his mind to go even if it was to catch a glimpse of you. But it was a mistake. It was an awful mistake. He only catched a few seconds of you, and as cliche as it sounded you were glowing. You were pregnant, Yoongi’s hands were all over you but you were with Jimin. He certainly never understood the friendship you two had. 

He’d thought about sleeping it off, but he could not go to bed. Instead he did the stupidest thing he could think of. He grabbed a bottle of tequila and went to the restaurant where he’d asked you to marry him. Where it had all begun. 

Somehow his siblings had calmed him down enough to go to Olivia’s house. The next day he woke up to an empty house. He went back to his own condo and got ready for another day in the office. 

When he got there Jin was already waiting for him in his office. 

“Fuck off.” he mumbled putting his things on his desk. 

“You still have this.” 

Namjoon turned to find Jin with the frame that had your wedding photo. He took it from his hands and threw it in the trash can. 

“Forgot to get rid of it.” 

Jin rolled his eyes and ignored his feeble excuse. 

“Right, I told Olivia to tell you to get here early.” 

“What do you need?, I have an obvious headache so say what the fuck you are going to say and leave.” 

“Okay, sorry.. I left some contracts on your desk and you have an appointment with Maximilian later on today to sign them. They finally found a property for the development in Paris.” 

He knew that would affect Namjoon. He’d asked to terminate that contract. 

He sighed. “Whatever. I’ll review it.” He pushed his papers and turned his computer on. “Anything else?” He was ignoring Jin. 

“We are here for anything.” 

“Relax, I'm not checking out again. She is pregnant. She moved on.. I already knew this would happen..” The words came out forced and Jin could see right through them. 

“Okay, just saying.” Jin left the office leaving him alone with his thoughts.

He shook his head and began scanning the documents. Jin was a good lawyer but he always read them just to make sure everything was okay. 

He heard people arguing outside, and suddenly his door burst open. 

“Ma’am you can’t just walk in there!” Gina was trying to stop you from going in.  

“It’s okay Gina.” He said softly. She closed the doors after her. You stared at the double doors. You weren’t looking at him which confused him. 

“Y/N?” He called. Your name seemed foreign, but he missed saying it. 

You turned finally facing him. His line of sight flew to your swollen stomach. He wondered how many months you were along with it. 

“How are you?” you asked timidly. 

He felt enraged all of a sudden.

He scoffed. “Y/N, I don’t know why you’re here but-”

“I’m pregnant.” You blurted out interrupting him. 

He was even more confused, he wondered if you were there to twist the knife. To show him what could have been his. Should have. 

“I can see that.” He said. “Look if you’re trying to rub on my face how happy-”

But you shook your head and that stopped him from continuing.

“I’m pregnant.” You said again. You opened your mouth but nothing seemed right.  “I am having ….” You laughed almost hysterically. “I am having a child… your child” you finally let out. 

“What?”

“I know…” you sighed “.. I know it’s not a good timing… fuck… I just … you deserve to know.. you can be as involved as you want, or you can forget it the minute I walk out of here. I know you’re starting a family and I don’t want to get in the middle of that.. and you know…” you sighed. “I am rambling please feel free to tell me to shut up any moment because I will keep talking and I just …”

You were pregnant with his child. But then, “What about Jimin?” He asked loudly. 

He wanted you to tell him you were just friends and this had nothing to do with him.  

“Huh?,” confusion was written all over your face and your tone. “What about him?” you asked, frowning. 

“Won’t it bother him? Me being around the baby?” 

He was happy. But he didn’t want Jimin trying to restrict him access to his child.

“No, not at all.” 

“What if I don’t want him around my child?” He was pushing it. 

All he wanted was for you to clarify your relationship with Jimin. But when it came to you words escaped him and he always said the wrong thing.

Your face contorted in confusion. “Wait what?, Look I came as a courtesy to let you know about the baby but I don’t owe you anything.”

“I know that, but how do I know Jimin will be good to my baby? Or that eventually he won’t retaliate against me, he will make me feel like an outsider.” If he knew Jimin he would make this situation as hard as possible.

“What the fuck? My baby will be an outsider in your life, you have another family. One that you actually love and cherish so do not come to me pretending like all of a sudden it’s a problem. Which if it was it would only be because you see me as your fucking property and you can’t stand the fact that I moved on from you.” 

“Look-” He’d pushed it too far. 

“No!, you look, I knew you were going to say some stupid shit but this was not the stupid shit I was expecting, so fuck you I am leaving.” He tried to stop you but you turned around angry. “Do not follow me, let me leave. I am pregnant. Have at least a little respect this one time.” his hands retracted finally letting them fall to his sides. 

He watched you leave fuming in anger. You were defending your love with Jimin. And if he was a better man he would respect it. But there was no way in hell he was going to let Jimin take what was his. His family. 

He ran to Seokjin’s office. He was in the middle of a call but Namjoon took his phone and ended the call. 

“Namjoon what the fuck! that was important.” he complained. 

“Y/N is pregnant,” he said. 

“Oh God. Yes Namjoon I know!, are you having like a mental breakdown again cause-”

“With my child,” he interrupted, smiling. “That’s my baby in there.” 

Seokjin looked shocked. 

“Ooh..” Jin got up from his chair. “Ooohhh that bitch!” 

“Jin -”

“No not Y/N, although she is a bit of a bitch for not telling you sooner.” he hesitated. “Olivia, she gave her an ultrasound. And she was too calm yesterday. She knows something.” he picked up his phone and dialed Olivia. 

“Hello.” 

“So yesterday while our brother was on the brink of a psychotic break you didn’t think it would be good to mention that Y/N’s baby was his?” 

She was quiet.

“It wasn’t for me to share.” there were sounds of her moving around and a door closing. “She came to tell you. It was unfortunate you saw her with Yoongi like that. But I did an ultrasound. She is 22 weeks pregnant.” 

“Oh makes sense right before these two broke up they were going at it everywhere.” 

Namjoon groaned. “Can you shut the fuck up!” 

“Congratulations Namjoon!, you’re going to be a dad!” Olivia finally yelled excitedly on the other end. 

“That’s true man, congrats. And with Y/N, you must be happy.” 

Namjoon couldn’t stop smiling. 

“Thanks guys” he mumbled quietly. 

“What are you going to do now?” Jin asked. 

“I am going to be in this baby’s life regardless of whatever happens with us. I am having a child.” 

Jin went around and hugged him tightly. Namjoon shed a couple of tears. 

He waited for you to go back to his office. He wanted to be more calm and try to reason with you. He still loved you. But if he couldn’t be with you he would have the child you both made with love.

You went back. When Gina told him you were outside waiting he tried to think of what he wanted to say. When you finally walked in he couldn’t help and look at your swollen belly adoringly. Knowing this was his child. 

“Just before you say anything. I have something I want to say.” you began. 

“Yeah of course.” The tone in his voice was soft. 

“This was as unexpected for you as it was for me. It wasn’t planned, I wasn’t trying to ruin your happiness again and for the sake of this baby I want things between us to be as civil as possible. We are two grown adults, and we are both in relationships. We should be able to co parent even if we were unable to continue a marriage.” you waited for him to say something but he remained quiet. “I didn’t come to tell you to hurt you. Jimin said if the roles were reversed he’d want to know he had a child somewhere. And you deserve to know regardless of how things ended between us. Now if you want no part in this child’s life I will not hold a grudge of any kind. It would honestly be a clean break.” 

He felt  winded at the end of your sentence. “A clean break?, do you honestly think so low of me? That you’d have my child and I wouldn’t be interested in being in his life?” He couldn’t believe you were suggesting he did not want this baby. 

“I wasn’t trying to presume anything, you don’t have feelings for me.” you finally let out. “I assume that anything that has to do with me is a nuisance.” 

He rolled his eyes as he groaned loudly. “Stop making this about you! That doesn’t matter at all! It's my kid in there too whether you like it or not, that baby belongs to me too!” long gone was his soft tone and calm demeanor. How dare you imply he didn’t have to be in his child’s life.

You seemed confused. “Okay, I … I’m not sure how to proceed.” you confessed. “This is our baby, and we should be able to reach a compromise.” You started quietly. “I shouldn’t have made this about me or our failed marriage, it's about this child now.”

 “When is your next appointment?” 

You sighed. “Uhm. I haven’t set it up, your sister performed an ultrasound but I don’t have a doctor here.” 

He moved around his desk. “I want to be as involved as possible, I can have Olivia recommend someone. And set up an appointment.” He took a pause. “When is the baby due? Do you know what it is?” 

“Oh I’m due in December, I am not sure what the gender is yet.” 

“Would it be okay for us to go get something to eat? To talk?” He said suddenly, he was giving you his back. He could not look at your face if you rejected his offer. 

“Yeah that would be okay. I'm just not sure when?” 

“Can you write down your phone number?” He handed you his phone. 

You looked nervous and reluctant to give him your phone number. But he needed it. You guys would be in contact, you had to. You had something tying you together now.

“I am leaving now, but let me know whenever you’re available.” You turned to walk away but he couldn’t let you leave just yet.

You stared at his hand on your arm and his gaze turned to drr his hand on your arm. He mistook this as disgust and jerked his hand away as if he was burning. 

“Sorry I …. Do you have somewhere to stay? Or someone to drive you around?” Stupid, stupid and stupid. Your family lived there as well, and from what Namjoon had heard your father’s company was doing a lot better thanks to Jimin’s help. That fucking asshole. 

“I’m fine, thanks.” 

“If there is anything I can do or that you need, don't hesitate to ask. I’m here for anything.” His voice was soft.

“Thank you. I appreciate it.” You stood there for what seemed forever. 

“I’ll give you a call then.” 

After you left he thought of where you could see him. You were under the impression that he was still with Nari. He felt awkward and didn’t know how to break it to you. 

‘Hey by the way I didn’t sleep with my secretary after all!’

Finally he decided to ask you out to lunch at least to talk. Olivia had suggested a little Italian place they would go. After coaching from both his siblings he went to pick you up. He was supposed to make this as casual as possible. 

“It’s a new chance for you to make things right!” Olivia had said sipping on a margarita excited. 

Finally he made his way to Yoongi’s condo. He made sure to go all the way to the door for you. He knocked and once you opened the door he couldn’t help but stare. 

“Hey.” He smiled brightly. 

“Hey, you didn’t have to come all the way up. You could have texted me.” You turned to grab your purse.

You walked and closed the door behind you as you walked towards the elevator with Namjoon.

“Is there anything in particular you’re craving?” He asked, pressing the buttons for the elevator. 

“Oh uhm, not really. The baby doesn’t give me too many cravings.” You hesitated for a moment. “I think almonds , at one point I was craving almonds it was crazy.” You chuckled. 

“How was that? You hate almonds.” He led you out of the elevator as you looked up at him in surprise. He knew of your aversion to almonds. At first you’d mask it as you were terribly allergic. 

“I sucked it up and ate some, the baby wanted them.” 

He laughed. “I doubt it was the baby. He doesn't know what almonds are yet.”

You gasped and placed both hands on your womb. “Take that back!, he is going to hear you!” You look down. “Don’t listen to him. You’re smart. I know you know what those devil seeds are.” 

“Devil seeds?” His eyebrows shot up. 

“I chipped my tooth okay? One of them was so hard and I bit it down wrong enough to cause damage.” He held the door open for you as he laughed. 

He went around and got in the car. He was driving his regular personal car. 

“Where do you want to go?” He knew where he wanted to take you but he still had to ask.

“You chose in case I decide to pass out.” He looked at you. “I nap a lot. I’m always tired. The doctor said it was normal.” You explained. 

He started driving and for a second he couldn’t help but feel happy. It was almost as if no time had passed and you were still together.

“I talked to Olivia.” He started. “She can see you next week, if you don’t mind she can take care of everything she offered.” Olivia had been adamant, she wanted to be the doctor for your baby. 

You smiled. “That would be fine.” You started digging into the bread. 

“Listen, I wanted to talk about this arrangement.” His tone was cautious. “I uhm.. You need a place to live, you can’t live with Yoongi forever. Once the baby comes I imagine he is not going to want a baby around.” For some reason that rubbed you the wrong way. “I don’t mean it in a bad way. He is a single man. And I imagine he wants his space.” What he really meant was that he wanted some place that Jimin would have to have more respect for and not show up just any time he pleased.

“Yoongi wouldn’t care.” You looked away from him.

And that’s where he knew he had said the wrong thing.

“I’d like to give our baby a place to live. And I’d come over to help with the baby.” He tried to do a peace offering. But you were not having it.

“As long as it doesn’t overlap with your family right?” She said, obviously angry. 

He was so confused at that moment. Why would his family not want him spending time with you and his child.

“She doesn’t know you’re here.” You breathed. “You haven’t told her.” You finished getting up.

“Y/N.” Namjoon started finally dawning on him what you were talking about. He needed to talk to you and you just wouldn’t let him.

“You’re doing it again seeing someone else behind your wife’s back!I am not playing along. Tell her or bring her with you next time. I will not be the other one.” You turned to leave. 

“If you’re leaving, let me drive you home.” He asked, unable to deny anything. 

“No thank you.” You spat going into the restroom. 

He didn’t want to upset you. You were already upset and with the stress you’d been under to travel and talk to him it was difficult to get a word in. So he let you leave. He would wait till you were more calm. He decided to go see you later that day. 

“Yeah go ahead and come in.” you said sarcastically. 

You closed the door and turned to face him. 

“Is there something you need?” you said after he just stood there.

He needed to gather his thoughts.

“You’re unfair to me.” he muttered quietly. 

“You sound like a child.” 

“There it is!, the judgment. Like I am the worst thing that ever happened to you!.” He walked further inside looking frustrated.

“Are you fucking serious?!, you told me on our wedding night you were forced to marry me! And now you’re turning this on me!,” 

That enraged him.

“Because you only married me because you wanted to save your family from ruin and shame! You are just like any other woman looking for a rich man to fix all their fucking issues!” He regretted it the moment it left his mouth. 

“How fucking dare you.” Yoongi’s quiet voice surprised him.

He stood at the entrance with a bag of food.

“You are absolute garbage. She tried to make this fucking marriage work but you were so set on your fucking ways it just…” he stopped and walked further into the apartment. “Get the fuck out if I ever see you anywhere near, I will kill you.” 

Namjoon didn’t know what else to say and left. He left because the point of him waiting was for things to calm down. But he made them worse. 

“Fucking shit, how do you make things worst with every interaction?, how do you run a company if you have the maturity of an eight year old? Olivia complained. 

The three of them sat at a restaurant talking. Namjoon had just informed them of what had transpired between you two. 

“She said I was acting like a child.” he mumbled.

“You said she was unfair…” she made a little tone to go with the sentence. “Life is unfair mommy..” she whined sarcastically. 

“She always judges me and expects the worst of me.” Namjoon defended. 

The waiter showed up with their drinks and placed them in front of them. They waited for him to leave before they continued talking. 

“She expects you to be like that. You treated her poorly for the longest time.. A couple of weeks followed by a stab does not exactly count as a loving husband.” Seokjin said just before taking a gulp of water. 

“Thank you, feeling the love guys.” 

“We just want this to work out too.. We are rooting for you..” Olivia reached for his hand. “We care about you.” she hesitated. “You got like this miracle baby, what are the chances of her getting pregnant right before you guys breaking up. It seems like fate.”

“Yeah you should take this as what it is.. Yeah she might be dating Jimin, but she is growing a life inside of her… a life you both made.” 

“Yeah, but she hates me more with each interaction. Even Yoongi told me to get the fuck out.” 

Olivia groaned. “Yeah you called her a gold digging whore.” 

“What’s the story with Yoongi?, how are they such good friends that she is staying with him instead of her family and Jimin says nothing about it?” Seokjin asked. 

“I didn’t call her that, and I don’t fucking know.”

“From what I know they have been friends since, like elementary… They grew up together kind of like siblings.” she reasoned. “Makes sense.. Her brother was never around her.. And she had to basically grow up by herself.” 

The waiter brought over their food and Olivia dug right in. 

“Remember to chew.” Jin laughed. 

Olivia glared at him. 

“I don’t know what to do.” Namjoon confessed. 

“Peace… offering…” Olivia suggested biting into her sandwich. 

“Talk to her… You have to ….. I can’t stress this enough, you have to tell her what happened with Nari…” 

“I feel like she will see it as a manipulation tactic.”

“Just tell her the truth… she thinks you are seeing her behind your new wife’s back… tell her there is no wife… just an empty condo where you shower and store your belongings.” 

“I don’t-”

“Oh please.” Jin interrupted. “We know, we know you spend as much time as you can in the office… and when you can’t you visit us… but you are never alone in that thing more than necessary and it’s understandable.” 

Olivia sighed. “It’s okay, you are always welcomed with us.” she glared at Jin. “But you need to be honest with her. And then we will see what she says.You’ll never know unless you try.” 

Namjoon needed to talk to you. He needed to find a way to get his words in before he continued to fuck this up. With this thought he texted you as soon as he got home. 

‘I really need to talk to you, I know things ended badly last time and I apologize. But I really need to talk to you.’ 

Your reply came within five minutes. 

‘Okay. We can talk in Yoongi’s place. I’ll wait for you at 5’