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FRIENDS WITHIN TOUCHING DISTANCE

⊹ Summary: Jungkook and you, his childhood friend, live together in an apartment, sharing space as roommates. Your relationship, built on years of friendship, is gradually becoming strained by growing sexual tension. You decide to become friends with benefits, trying not to complicate your feelings. But Jungkook's world is not so simple. When you begin to realize that he is hiding something, you open the veil of his double life - a world of mafia, criminal activity, and risk that could ruin not only your deal, but everything you valued in each other.

⊹ Couple: Jeon Jungkook/ Fem!Reader

⊹ Characters: The Reader, Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Min Yoongi, Kim Seokjin, Kim Namjoon, Jeon Hoseok.

⊹ 🔞 Age restrictions: 18+

⊹ 👩🏼‍❤️‍👨🏻 Relationships: ⚤

⊹ 📘 Number of part: 28/30

⊹ 🖇️ Tags: best friends, friends with benefits, slow longing, sexual tension, protected sex, unprotected sex, alcohol, drunken sex, inexperienced main character, mafia au, illegal trade, deaths of minor characters, weapons, swear words.

⊹ 👩🏼‍💻 From the author: So guys, chapter 28 is ready for you. There are a lot of dialogues and scenes that have to included in this part 😱 I hope you like this part as much as every else. The next part will be heavy emotional but I have to write it because it's planned 🤭😖 Thank you for reading, it's extremely valuable for me 💜🫶🏻🥹 I will wait for your comments ☺️💞

⊹ 🫂 Dedication: For you, my love @myjungkookthighs. You are my favorite person 😘🥰 You know that I appreciate you so much and LOVE you🥰💜

⊹ ⚠️ Warning: English is not my native language, so there may be mistakes in the text. Please don't get mad at me too much! Those under 18, please don't read this story!

⊹ 📋Tag list: @myjungkookthighs, @notsevenwithyou, @nikkinikj, @lovelyyylunaa222, @jiminiemanura, @jalexad, @kelsyx33, @bhonbhon, @unholyforjk, @ambiee3, @mianhae-baozi , @someoneelse0109, @medstudentlifestyle, @mskookie, @kooccult, @smokinghotstargirl , @curse-of-art, @curse-of-art2 @wintaemoonjen, @jungkookswifeeeeeee (If anyone wants to be in my tag list let me know)

≣ Chapter Index ↓

Part 28. Checkmate.

"I'm going to meet up with Suyong and come right back home." - You told Jungkook into the phone. You were walking through a shopping center in downtown Itaewon.

"Okay." - He said with a heavy sigh. "So what did the doctor tell you?" - Jungkook asked. His tone made you sad. He was tired and you could hear it in his voice. You pursed your lips and answered after a moment.

"Everything is fine, it's the fifth week and the fetus is already visible. She even took pictures for me. I'll show you today." - You said to cheer him up, and it seemed to work.

"Really? Can you see it already?" - His voice became softer.

"Yes, love." - You replied gently. You stopped in front of the entrance to the cafe where you had planned to meet Ji Sung. You glanced around the tables and easily found him sitting at one of them. He was already here, and you were late. "Are you okay?" - You asked, turning your back on the entrance to the cafe.

"Yeah..." - He drawled. "I'm just a little fucked up. But otherwise, I'm fine. I want to come to you." - He said. You smiled.

"I want you to be with me too. Will you be able to come early today?" - You asked hopefully.

"I don't think so, baby. There's a lot of work at the office." - He replies with regret. You exhale sadly into the phone.

"When will you be at home ? Around twelve again?" - You sound disappointed.

"Yeah, maybe even later." - He says. You hear the rhythmic ticking of the turn signals coming from the phone.

"Baby, I'm already at the parking lot. If you don't feel well, call me and I'll come pick you up." - Jungkook offers. "And please don't stay there too long, go home and get some rest."

"I'm already feeling not well, are you coming?" - You joke, smiling through your sadness.

"You feel bad?" - Jungkook asks seriously. You can hear the worry in his voice.

"Yes, I feel bad that you work so much and I don't see you all the time. So tell everyone that your girlfriend is pregnant and you have to be there for her." - You sing into the phone. Jungkook laughs. Only now he realize you were joking.

"I won't tell anyone about it. The less they know, the better they'll sleep at night." - Jungkook replies.

"So you really didn't tell anyone? Not even Jimin?" - You asked and threw a worried glance over your shoulder at Ji Sung who was waiting for you.

"No. I won't tell anyone. Well, for now. Maybe I'll tell them before you give birth." - His words sounded distant to you. You will walk around with your belly, feel the kicks of the baby inside, and of course you will give birth. You still can't quite believe it.

"When will we tell our parents?" - You ask quietly. You hear Jungkook slamming the car door.

"Do you want to tell them already?" - He asks his question.

"I don't know. We have to tell them." - You answer.

"My parents will make me marry you." - He says and you realize he's smiling. Irritation stabbed inside you. You rolled your eyes, even though he couldn't see it.

"Oh, that's terrible." - Your voice was filled with irony. "Poor you, you're going to be forced to marry me..."

"I didn't say it was a bad thing." - He hummed. "It's just... they'll start making wedding plans right away."

"And what's the big deal?" - You asked, clutching the phone.

"The fact that they won't leave us alone. I don't have time for that right now, you know that, baby?" - He explained. You thought for a second.

"Kook...?" - You said his name thoughtfully.

"Hmm?" - He responded.

"And if your parents hadn't pressured you... would you have wanted to?" - You asked cautiously. He fell silent.

"You mean..." - He trailed off, and before he could finish his sentence, you interrupted him.

"Marry me?" - You clarified and felt your heart beat a little faster. There were a few seconds of silence.

"I want to be with you." - His voice became serious. "And I don't want you to think I'm only doing this because of the baby or parental pressure."

"So you don't want to?" - You asked again, not quite understanding his answer. He sighed heavily.

"Baby, don't make me say it now. I..." - You didn't understand why he didn't answer directly. Maybe it was really hard for him.

Marriage is serious, and you've never been a big fan of staying married if you have a child, but Jungkook is right, your parents think so. And they will definitely put pressure on you to get married, but Jungkook doesn't seem to want to change his lifestyle so quickly. For some reason, this upset you, even though you understood him. You bit your lip.

"Okay, forget it." - You said tensely, even though you wanted to say it more casually.

"No, I won't forget. We'll talk about it. Just not on the phone, okay?" - He asked you gently.

"Okay." - You agreed, smiling, although there was some unpleasant residue in the middle. You looked at your watch and then looked back at Ji Sung.

"Jungkook, I have to go." - You said. "Suyong is waiting for me."

"Jungkook?" - He repeated his name. "Are you mad at me?" - He asked. You looked down at the floor and didn't say anything for only a second, but it was enough for him to know that you were still upset.

"What did I say to make you think I was mad at you?" - You asked.

"I don't know..." - He mumbled into the phone. "If you'd said, 'Honey, I have to go,' or 'Love, I have to go,' I wouldn't have thought you were offended." - He was smiling, you could hear it in his tone. You reflexively smiled back.

"Oh my God... are you serious?" - You asked. "Okay, honey, I have to go. Suyong is waiting for me." - You emphasized the word "honey." Jungkook purred happily into the phone.

"That's better... But baby, I know you're thinking about something, so don't do it, okay?" - He asked.

"I'm not up to anything." - You denied, tilting your head to the side.

"You're a terrible liar." - He hummed. "I wish I could be there to hold you so you wouldn't run off into your thoughts."

Your heart sank at these words, but the residue was still there.

"It's just... you know this is serious stuff." - You said.

"I know." - Jungkook replied calmly. "And that's why I want to talk about it in person, not in between when you're in a cafe somewhere and I'm at the parking lot." - He explained. You sighed.

"Okay." - You gave up.

"Good." - He changed his tone to a warmer one. "Now, please don't think about it now, but relax and eat something tasty." - Jungkook suggested, and you did the opposite, tensing up at his words. You have to play mind games now, and it's definitely not about relaxing.

"You're like my mom." - You muttered, but smiled.

"No, I'm not, baby. I'm just a man who loves you." - He said gently. These words melted everything that was clenched inside.

"I love you too." - You replied softly.

"Go now, Suyong will probably be unhappy that you're late." - He said.

"Okay, okay. Take care of yourself, love, and please make sure you get back before I fall asleep." - You ask. Jungkook laughs.

"I'll do my best. But even if you fall asleep, I know how to wake you up." - His voice is suddenly seductive and flirtatious. You pressed your lips together.

"Don't you dare say that. Don't make me hang around all day. Don't even expect to have sex if I'm already asleep." - You complain, even though you don't mind any scenario.

"Gosh, are you so ruthless? Can you really say no to me?" - He asks. You feel a pleasant tug in the pit of your stomach. His tone alone makes you horny. And the image of him cuddling up to you in bed while you sleep and then reaching into your pants with his hands makes your legs throb.

"Yes. If you don't have time for me, why should I sacrifice my sleep?" - You ask with a challenge.

"Baby..." - His voice was low, and even through the phone, you could feel him smiling. "You know it's going to be hard for you to say no to me."

"No, I know I can do it." - You replied defiantly, clutching the phone tighter.

"Really?" - Jungkook hummed. You swallowed the lump in your throat.

"Absolutely. You won’t make it." - You squinted, trying to control the situation, but your voice trembled treacherously.

"Oh, my little liar, you have no idea how much I love it when you lie like that." - He laughs softly. You wanted to say something, but Jungkook didn't give you a chance. "Do you know what I'm going to do if I come back and find you asleep?" - He paused again, as if to mock you. "I'll kiss you on the shoulder and then on the neck... and then if you move even a little bit, I'll take that as consent." - He says with undisguised desire in his voice.

"Jungkook!" -You shouted in protest. You felt goosebumps run down your skin.

"Shhh, baby, I'm not done…" - He said, bossy. You squeezed your eyes shut, biting your lip.

"What if I don't move?" - Still, you didn't listen to him and inserted your own question, challenging him again.

"Then I'll whisper in your ear all the dirty things I'm going to do to you... until you start moving on your own." - He replied. You exhaled convulsively.

"You've got to be kidding me..." - You said, not happy that you had continued this dialog. Because you wanted him to come right now.

"I'm just telling you what's going to happen." - He was smiling, you could feel it. His voice burned you, and you realized that this day would be too long in anticipation of the night.

"Okay, you got me talking again. I'm going to hang up now." - You warn him.

"See you tonight, my love." - He said it gently, but you caught the seductive vibe he sent you. This man makes you want him with just one word. He's unbearable.

"See you tonight, my love." - You say, enchanted. He disconnected first, and you stared at the screen for a few more seconds trying to get your senses back in order. Finally, you took a deep breath and put your phone in your bag and finally headed to Ji Sung.

The cafe was open-zone a few dozen tables, minimalist design, large windows overlooking the crowded atrium. There were always a lot of people here, which made the meeting safe, which is why you had scheduled it here.

On the doorstep of the cafe, before you walked up to the table, you turned on your pen recorder. You bought it to record the conversation with the sonbe so that you could have irrefutable proof. You will go to Namjoon with this information to exchange it for Jungkook's absolute freedom.

You walked over to the table and greeted JiSung in a low-key manner. There was a single cup of coffee on the table, and it was half drunk. You sat down across from your sunbae who was watching you closely.

You put your handbag with the recorder on the table, arranging the pen in your handbag so that it would record well, and put your phone next to it with the screen up. This was so that he could see that you were not recording anything and were not hiding anything. When you finally settled down at the table, you looked into his eyes. He did not hide the terrible irritation provoked by your behavior.

"Aren't you being a little bit bold?" - He was the first to speak. "Twice you've postponed an appointment at the last minute, and now you're late for this one."

You breathed steadily so he wouldn't see your excitement. You smiled lightly, as if to ease the tension between you, but it was no match for this kind of smile. You waved your hand, calling the waiter over. The guy took your order for a cup of cappuccino with amaretto and cinnamon and left.

"I... I had something to do." - You said, trying to fake a slight smile, but it didn't come off very convincingly. You had indeed postponed the meeting twice. You needed time to find out more about Ji Sung, to know who he had become and what he was breathing.

He used to be your sunbae, and you were a freshman who admired his skill at getting information. He knew how to get away with it, always acted carefully, left no trace. But now he was not the journalist you knew. Now he was a man who wanted to use you, blackmail you with a debt and force you to dig for him.

You found some information about Ji Sung through your connections at the university, through some people who were still working in journalism and you were able to get verified and reliable information from them. You got and checked his latest contacts, publications, projects. And you studied his biography, which was freely available on one of the journalistic websites.

His career was impressive. Awards for journalism, the most resonant articles, and then at some point something changed.

His articles became more superficial. They didn't reveal deep facts, they just skimmed the surface. If you didn't know him before, you would think that he had just lost his grip. But no... It was something else. And then all the other articles were written with prejudice or fake facts, in most cases aimed at Namjoon's business or those who worked closely with him. This was what confirmed your theory that he was working for someone and for someone he wanted to get information from you.

You need to be careful to find out who it is. Some sworn enemy of Namjoon's? A businessman who lost something because of him, or is it a request from a rival clan?

You decided to join this game to be able to free Jungkook from Namjoon. If you get important information about the person who wants to stop the delivery of the uranium, because it seems that's why Ji Sung asked about the date and the transport that will be used to deliver the uranium, you can exchange it for your boyfriend's freedom.

But you need sunbae to talk. You seem to know what to say and how to behave, but anything can go wrong. Ji Sung leaned back, weighing your words. His eyes flashed predatory, and then he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.

"Oh, is that so?" - His voice sounded almost mocking. "Your business is more important than paying your debt? I think you're forgetting that you don't decide the course of events."

You looked into his eyes, allowing yourself a slight smile. Your gaze nervously slipped to your purse, where you had a recorder pen.

"You asked me to get the information. You of all people should know that it takes time." - The waiter brought your order, and you nodded gratefully before picking up the cup. The smell of cinnamon and almond syrup was a little relaxing, but inside you were focused, every word had to be carefully weighed. "I have the information you need." - You get down to business. You take a sip of coffee and it relaxes you a little. Ji Sung smiled-slowly, appraisingly.

"Of course you have it. Otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here." - Ji Sung says. You look at the cup of coffee. You clasped your fingers together, trying to hide the slight trembling of your hands. Inside you, excitement was pounding against your ribs, but you forced yourself to breathe steadily.

"But you don't think I'm just going to share this important information with you and leave, do you?" - You looked at him and noticed the irritation flicker across his face.

"Give me the date, time, and route of the uranium shipment. Don't waste my time." - He said a bit abruptly and you felt your plan fall apart. You knew it would be hard to get information out of someone like Ji Sung, but you had to do it.

Your brain is working at its limit, you feel tired and even a little sorry for getting yourself into this dangerous game. You take a sip of your coffee, thinking about the perfect combination of coffee and apricot-almond syrup.

"No, Ji Sung. In exchange for such important information, I want to know something." - You said, forcing yourself to speak in a steady tone. He snorted.

"Sly. But I'm not sure you have the leverage to make me talk." - Ji Sung took a sip of coffee without taking his eyes off you. You looked into his eyes and almost lost control. This damn man. How to get information out of him.

"I wasn't going to force you, we can just find a compromise." - You tried to persuade him. He remained silent. You could feel the tension on your shoulders.

"Y/N. You have to realize that this is a dangerous game. Are you sure you can play it?" - Ji Sung asks. You force yourself not to look at the bag with the recorder pen. For some reason, it gives you confidence, but you can't look at your bag too often because it will arouse suspicion.

"I don't want to play such games at all. But if I find myself involved, I have to be alert. I think it's only fair to me, because I'm not your enemy, and you're not my enemy. This is a business relationship." - You say and wait to see if he takes your bait. In fact, you are disappointed in sunbae because he used to be someone you respected, and now he disgusts you because he is using you. "Sunbae, I will not give you the information if you cooperate." - You say honestly. Ji Sung huffs, clearly unhappy with your words. He's obviously been thinking about how to deal with you, and whether to accept your terms.

"What kind of information do you have?" - Ji Sung asks. "About Uranus." - He clarifies his question.

"Screenshots from Jungkook’s phone, the date, the transportation, and the delivery location. Everything you asked for." - You say. Ji Sung looks at you, nods slowly. He hesitates for a moment and then says.

"What do you want to know?" - Sunbae finally agrees. You stop yourself from letting out a sigh of relief.

"Who are you trying to get this information for?" - You ask directly. You do your best to keep your tone even. Ji Sung's expression doesn't change, but you saw his fingers tighten their grip on the cup for a moment.

"What does it matter?" - He asks, squinting.

"I need to know who I'm risking everything for." - You insist. You rest your elbow on the table to relax your tense shoulders. Ji Sung stays silent again, and you go all-in to get him to speak. "Actually, I already know some things. For example, that all your recent articles have touched on only one area: people who are connected to Kim Namjoon's business and himself directly." - Ji Sung twitched slightly, but quickly hid it by leaning back and shrugging his shoulders.

"So what?" - He asks shortly, his voice indifferent.

"So someone paid you to write this. They chose you because your words affectes on people. So it's someone who can pay you a lot of money, otherwise you wouldn't have dig up on Namjoon himself. I know you and you are not that brave. This person has the power to protect you." - You made a logical conclusion. Ji Sung smiled tensely with a hint of irritation.

"Ran Noir is a good topic to become even more popular. What makes you think I'm working for hire?" - Sunbae did not give up. As a good journalist, he always knew how to get out of it. You leaned forward slightly, although everything inside you was tense like a tightly stretched string.

"Because you're not a fool, sunbae." - Your voice was calm, almost soft.

"And to be honest, you're too smart to just get into a war with people like that. I don't believe you're that reckless." - He sighed, looked away, irritated, and in that moment you realized that you had touched a nerve. He thought about it, even if he wanted to hide it.

"Listen, you just answered your own question. This is good material. I'm working for my own interest." - He looked at you, and you could see that he was trying to convince you of his version.

"But there's one thing." - You paused, letting the tension build. "You were touching on their business, revealing things that others were afraid to even discuss. But here's the thing..." - You leaned a little closer. "You never wrote anything that could hurt the other side."

His gaze lingered on your eyes for a moment, and you saw something like approval, but also a warning.

"The other side?" - He repeated slowly, as if stretching the words, assessing your reaction. You nodded.

"You dig up on Namjoon, but you don't say a word about those who want him to fall. Or am I wrong?" - Ji Sung laughed out loud, leaning back and taking a sip of coffee.

"You know, Y/N, you amaze me." - He set the cup down, clinking it against the saucer. "But there are some things you're better off not knowing."

"I guess you're right." - You said with a shrug. "But it's obvious to a fool that you're not playing this game alone."

His fingers tightened on the cup again, but this time he didn't look away.

"Well..." - He leaned closer, his voice dropping to an almost trusting tone. "Let's say you're right. Let's say that there is someone who asked me to dig up on Namjoon. So what?"

"I want to know who it is." - You said firmly. Ji Sung laughed, quietly, without joy.

"Why?" - Sunbae persisted.

"Because I'm wondering who else is trying to get around Namjoon besides the Black Pearl Clan." - He tenses up when he hears the name of the mafia clan. You learned about it from a crime news article when you were digging for information on sunbae.

They were connected because he was the one who wrote the article. It was from five years ago, and there was something about a mafia clan war. Sunbae wrote that the Black Pearl was the main mafia clan at the time. You subtly hinted that you already knew who it was. But you weren't one hundred percent sure it was them. Namjoon has enough enemies, but the Black Pearl is at the top of the list.

"Oh, you seem to have done a good job of research. Did you do everything like I taught you?" - He asks, trying to stall for time.

"Yes. I followed your exact plan. Isn't it ironic?" - You ask, intertwining your fingers and pointing at the table. Ji Sung laughs. You're going to get your way. You're going to play on sunbae's feelings, so you put on the most dramatic tone you can muster and say.

"Look, Ji Sung. I'll tell you why I want to know. You know that Jungkook has a debt to Namjoon. I want him to get away from him. That's why I have a vested interest in destroying Namjoon. That's why I got the information for you. I'll give it to you only when I know that these are the people who can destroy him." - You lie and sound so convincing that you would believe yourself without a doubt. "If it is the Black Pearl, I am ready to give you this information without delay." - You finish and a silence hangs between you. Ji Sung looks at you carefully and weighs whether your words can be trusted. When he is silent longer than necessary, you speak again.

"If they wipe out Ran Noir, Jungkook will easily leave their clan and become a normal person. That's my interest in this." - You say and fall silent, waiting for his answer.

"Yes. It's the Black Pearl. I work for them, and they want to intercept the shipment because it's a large amount of money. It will undermine Namjoon's authority, and they can regain the power they had over the city before Ran Noir came along."

You can barely hold back a triumphant smile that mixes with terrible nervousness. You hope that these words were recorded on a tape recorder. Your assumptions have come true, and now you hold not only an important fact but also the key to further action. You pause, allowing Ji Sung to fully realize what he has just revealed to you.

"Okay." - You say calmly, taking another sip of coffee. It's barely warm, but you don't care. "It turns out we have the same goal. And if you're really going to intercept the uranium, then my data will be useful to you."

Ji Sung looks at you with a mixture of suspicion and recognition.

"Now it's your turn to keep your word." - He says. You pick up your phone, which has been lying peacefully on the table until now, and open the prepared evidence folder. But instead of giving him everything at once, you look up and say.

"By the way, how did you find out about the uranium supply? As far as I know, only six people close to Namjoon knew about it." - You ask. Ji Sung looks from your phone to you, impatient.

"We have our ways and that's a whole other conversation. Just give me the damn information already." - Ji Sung was nervous, and it worried you. You clutched the phone to your chest and asked.

"In clan a rat?" - You ask. Ji Sung is measuring you with his eyes. He's already tired of being a coddling.

"Yes." - He says shortly. You raise your eyebrows.

"But how? No one but the six and Namjoon himself knew." - You don't understand.

"The man who did it didn't know much, he just said that Namjoon was actively negotiating for uranium supplies. But he does not know how, when and why. This information is very carefully concealed. That's why I turned to you, because you had the opportunity to learn this information directly from Jungkook." - Finally, you know something very important. The Black Pearl, Ran Noir's main rivals, want to regain their former glory and power over the mafia world by stealing Uranus from Namjoon and making a lot of money off of it. And there is a rat among the Ran Noir that hides well. Decent information in exchange for Jungkook’s freedom.

You exhale and try to keep your composure. You unlock your phone and search for the files you need.

"Before I do that, I have a small request." - You say, looking up at Sunbae. Ji Sung clenches his jaw.

"What the hell do you want yet?" - He's irritated. You lean back to defend your space.

"Promise me that you'll never touch me or Jungkook again?" - You ask him with hope in your voice, but you're already planning to go straight to Mono Corp. His eyebrows draw together slightly.

"You really think I can guarantee you anything?" - He is surprised. No, he can't, because soon he and the Black Pearl will be in trouble.

"Why not?" - You ask. Sunbae turns his head away and laughs.

"Because who knows how the card will fall?" - He asks mockingly. "But if it works out, I promise you'll never see me again... Unless you need my help, of course. You know I can't say no to my hubae under any circumstances." - He says slyly and you can feel it. But it doesn't matter.

"Fine." - You say and throw the screenshots you faked and your mind is in a frenzy. You urgently need to go to Namjoon and meet him in person, but without Jungkook knowing. Ji Sung smiles ironically, checks the message from you, and throws a few bills on the table and stands up.

"Thank you for your cooperation. But Y/N..." - He stops talking and there's something dangerous and almost hateful in his eyes. "If you set me up... If the information turns out to be false, I will destroy you." - Your insides clenched and his threats were frightening. But if you act proactively, you won't have to fear Ji Sung. You'll tell Jungkook everything anyway. You try to hold his gaze without moving. Finally, the sunbae smiles defiantly and says. "Take care of yourself, Y/N. And don't play dangerous games if you're not sure you can win." - He gives advice.

You watch him walk out of the cafe, leaving behind only the aroma of strong coffee and the taste of danger. You now have more than just information in your hands - you have the power to change everything. And you know exactly what you're going to do next.

You need to act quickly. Namjoon needs to know everything you've gotten out of Ji Sung right now. So you look up the address of Mono Corp on the Internet with trembling fingers. You order a taxi and head down to the exit. You wait downstairs.

You wrap your coat tighter, it's a light frost outside. You stand not far from the entrance to the mall and nervously stare at the icon of the car on the map of Itaewon in the Uber app.

Your thoughts are in complete chaos, and you need to think about everything you have to say to Namjoon, how to present the information correctly so that he immediately understands the threat. That's why you don't notice when someone approaches. When you hear your name called loudly, you quickly look up.

"Y/N!" - Doohoon is standing in front of you. You barely keep from jumping back. Frightened, you quickly lock your phone and put it in your purse. "Candy, what a pleasant surprise." - He says with a smile, but for some reason you notice the tension in his voice.

"Hi, Doohoon." - You say, trying to force a smile. Doohoon is the last person you want to see right now. "It's been a while." - You say casually. Your gaze falls behind his back. You are waiting for a taxi, praying that it will come as soon as possible. Doohoon snorts when he hears you say that.

"Of course it has, because you've been avoiding me." - He says. You raise your eyebrows, giving him a look of incomprehension.

"No, I'm not avoiding you..." - You want to argue, but Doohoon immediately interrupts you.

"Really? Then why don't you answer my texts and calls?" - He asks with a challenge. You freeze and look to the side, hoping to see a white Hyundai driving you to Moro Corp.

"Oh... I guess I've been a little busy. I'm actively preparing for the beginning of my studies, and I'm also writing my thesis. You know..." - You trail off when you meet Doohoon's stare, which you don't like at all. He is silent and you are silent. "What?" - You're the first to break out.

"Is it me or are you nervous?" - He asks cautiously. You smile to hide the hurricane of emotions inside you.

"Why would I be nervous, Doohoon?" - You ask rhetorically. "I'm just in a bit of a hurry."

Doohoon tilts his head slightly.

"You should get more rest, candy. You look so tired." - He says more softly. You pursed your lips and nodded your head, casting another glance behind his back.

"Yeah... I'm actually need to good study..." - You say anything to fill the silence between you. Doohoon studies you. But he's really admiring you. He's seen you for a long time and has been wanting to come to see you, but he didn't want to run into Jungkook. That’s why he didn’t comes to you. He was so passionate about destroying his ex-friend, but when he saw you, he forgot about everything.

He wanted to memorize every detail of you. Your loose hair that fell beautifully over your shoulders, your eyes that were always running and looking everywhere but at him. If only he wanted that look to belong to him. A slightly red nose from the cold, plump lips that he dreams of tasting.

You were his dream, which was shamelessly stolen from him. But very soon, the dream may become his. When Jungkook disappears from this world, you will finally belong to him. Doohoon will arrange everything so that Jungkook will be killed by those whom he considers friends.

You will see that Jungkook is mired in filth and no matter how hard you try to see him as a good person, his essence is rotten. In the end, he will be destroyed by what he was doing, because that's how people like him end up.

"You don't feel sorry for yourself, as usual." - He says softly and his voice drops. You look at him, trying not to annoyed. His gentleness irritate you.

"I have to work hard to become a good journalist." - You say. Doohoon stares again and you just want to run away. You want to check if your taxi has arrived on the app and reach into your purse. You grab your phone with frozen fingers, accidentally snagging the ultrasound picture you were going to show Jungkook tonight. It shows your baby at five weeks old. You're horrified to see the picture fall to the snow at Dohoon's feet. And before you can react, he reaches for the picture.

He picks it up and is about to give it to you, but stops halfway. His hand is outstretched and clutches your photo between his fingers. He sees it and the smile that was on his face disappears instantly.

You want to take the picture away, but Doohoon moves his hand sharply. He raises the photo to his eyes. His eyebrows come together, making his face look angry.

"Doohoon, please give it back." - You say nervously, but carefully. He is silent, staring at the picture. You walk over and want to snatch it away, but Doohoon clutches the photo, almost crushing it. He looks up at you, and you see a mixture of anger, despair, and... what seems to be disappointment.

"Are you pregnant?" - He asks quietly, almost inaudibly. You want to take the ultrasound picture back, but he holds it. You swallow nervously, your heart pounding so hard you're afraid he can hear it. Shit! He wasn't supposed to know. No one was supposed to know except your parents until you give birth.

"Doohoon, give it back!" - Your voice almost trembles, but you force yourself to sound calm. He takes a small step back, keeping his eyes on you. His fingers tighten their grip on the photo until it crumples in his hand. You raise your eyebrows and want to scold him, but he interrupts you.

"Yes, you are." - He says, stating a fact. His voice is quiet, but it sounds fierce. Your heart is beating so hard it feels like it's trying to punch through your ribcage.

"It's none of your business." - You say, pressing your lips together. Doohoon laughs - short, dry, without a trace of joy.

"None of my business?" - He looks at the photo. You step forward, holding out your hand.

"Give it back immediately!" - You say roughly.

"From him, isn't it?" - He ignores your tone and request, piercing you with his gaze. "From Jungkook." - Doohoon’s voice is filled with venom, and you don't even know how much effort he put into saying his name. You don't say anything, but it's enough for him to understand.

Doohoon looks down, his jaw tensing. He slowly turns his gaze to the ultrasound picture he's been crumpling up, and something changes in him. If it weren't for that subtle flash of pain in his eyes, you'd say he looks cold-blooded.

"This can't be true." - He say rather to yourself. Suddenly he laughs again, but this time bitterly. "You can't be pregnant by him."

You reach for the picture again, and this time he hands it over. But there is no resignation in his movement, only something like hidden rage.

"Doohoon..." - Your voice is quiet, cautious. He looks up at you.

"Do you really think you have a future with him?" - He asks, before you can say what you want to say. You open your mouth to answer, but then your taxi finally pulls up.

You glance at the car and see that it's a white Hyundai. You walk past Doohoon to make sure it's the car with the license plate that's listed on the Uber app. And it is, thank God. When you want to go back to Doohoon to tell him that you need to go, he's gone. He's gone, disappeared, leaving you with a crumpled ultrasound in your hand and a heavy feeling in your heart.

The taxi stops in front of a tall glass and concrete building that rises to the sky. Mono Corp. - the dark letters on the facade look majestic and cold, as if fencing off the company from everything that doesn't belong to your normal world. You get out of the car, adjusting your coat, and take a deep breath of frosty air. You've never been here before. You’re worried that you might run into Jungkook, who has work at the office. Your stomach clenches, but you don't have time to think. You have to meet Namjoon.

As you enter the lobby, you feel the alienating atmosphere of the place envelop you. High ceilings, marble floors, expensive furniture in a minimalist style-everything looks perfect, as if sterile. People in expensive suits pass by without paying attention to you.

You quickly approach the reception desk, where a girl with an impeccable hairstyle and a cold look is sitting.

"Good afternoon, I'm needed to have a meeting with Kim Namjoon." - You say, trying to sound confident.

The receptionist looks up at you, giving you an appraising look.

"Do you have an appointment?" - She asks, looking down at the computer screen.

"No, but it's extremely important." - You insist, leaning closer. "He absolutely needs to meeting with me." - The girl doesn't even change her expression, just sighs.

"I'm sorry, but you can't make an appointment with the chief executive officer without an appointment. You can leave a message..." - She doesn't finish because you're trying to convince her.

"It's a security issue! I can't just leave a message!" - You say desperately but firmly. The receptionist is about to open her mouth to answer when someone walks by and suddenly stops.

"What's going on here?" - You hear a low voice, which even as it asks, sounds like it's about to die of boredom. You turn your head and see Min Yoongi. The same man you met at the New Year's Eve party. He was the shadow leader of Ran Noir. You feel relieved to have met him. Perhaps he can help you arrange a meeting with Namjoon.

You bow to him and catch his surprised look. He recognized you and it was obvious. He was accompanied by either security or the personal managers. He was accompanied by two men dressed in suits. You gave them a quick glance and turned to Yongyi.

"Hello, Min Yoongi-nim, do you remember me? I'm Jungkook’s girlfriend." - You say, not seeing the girl at the reception desk give you a displeased look.

"Hello." - He says briefly. "Yes, I remember you. Why are you here?" - Yungi asks, and you hear a low, indifferent voice. "To see him?"

You exhale nervously and feel slightly nauseous. You've been stressed out so much today. Will it affect the baby?

"Oh no, Min Yoongi-nim. I need to see Kim Namjoon-nim, but they won't let me in. I have extremely important information for him." - You say, hoping that Yongi will help you. But he gives you a skeptical look and a small smile touches his lips.

"Important information?" - He asks again, raising one eyebrow. You nod, summoning all your composure to look convincing.

"Yes. It's something Kim Namjoon-nim needs to hear in person." - You say firmly. Yoongi casts a quick glance at the receptionist, who is clearly feeling uncomfortable. Then he turns his eyes back to you, his gaze becoming harder.

"What do you want to talk about?" - His voice sounds almost calculating. You are outraged by this, but can you show it openly?

"I can only tell him in person." - You swallow the lump in your throat before you finish. "I would be very grateful if you could take me to him." - You ask. The silence between you grows as thick as fog.

"Hmm..." - He sighs briefly and puts his hands in his pockets. "I wonder what it could be. Well... let's go." - He agrees. You smile happily and feel excitement in every inch of your body. You almost let out a sigh of relief when he turns around and waves you over, inviting you to follow him. The receptionist looks confused, but says nothing, just silently follows you with her eyes.

Yoongi leads you to a private elevator, and you're almost amazed at how easily he just ignores all the rules of this place. He's allowed to. He's the boss here, almost as much as Namjoon is. The elevator doors close, and you walk in all four, ascending to one of the highest floors.

There is silence between you. The men accompanying Yongi are as indifferent and unemotional as their boss. You steal a glance at the three of them in the reflected elevator car until you almost jump when you hear Yungi's low voice.

"Say what you want to talk about." - He suddenly says without looking at you. You turn your gaze to him and feel everything inside you shrink.

"It's about the Black Pearl and Uranium." - You say, clenching your hands into fists, trying to hide your anxiety.

Yungi turns his head sharply toward you and you can clearly see the surprise on his face. But you also notice the shadow of danger in his eyes. But he doesn't have time to ask you anything else, because the elevator doors open and you step out into a spacious corridor decorated in dark, expensive colors. At the end of the corridor is a massive black door. You pass the desk where the secretary of the head of Mono Corp. is sitting.

"She's with me." - He tells the girl and doesn't even look at her. You follow him, bowing quickly. His guards or managers stay behind, not going any further with you. Yungi doesn't knock on the door. He just opens it and walks in.

You follow, and your eyes immediately meet Kim Namjoon. He's sitting at a luxurious black desk, documents spread out in front of him, and his laptop emits a soft light from the screen. When his eyes meet yours, he freezes. Surprise flashes in his eyes, but he keeps it together.

Yoongi walks over to the couch and sits down, sprawled out on it.

"We have a guest, Namjoon. Did you guess that she's Jungkook’s girlfriend? I met her on the way to your place. She says she has some information about the Black Pearl and Uranium." - Yoongi finishes introducing you and you bow low.

"Greetings, Kim Namjoon-nim, my name is Y/N." - You greet the leader of the Ran Noir Clan. The office is silent. You correct yourself and see Namjoon studying you with interest. Namjoon slowly places his pen on the table and intertwines his fingers in front of him. His gaze does not leave you, evaluating, analyzing.

"Hello Y/N. Black Pearl and Uranus?" - He finally responds, his voice deep, balanced, but full of hidden tension. "Quite an interesting combination of words." - You hear the noise in your ears. You finally know the man who ruined Jungkook’s life. You have a fleeting dislike for this man, but you force yourself to speak to him calmly.

"Yes." - You say. Namjoon stirs and gets up from the table. He walks over to Yoongi's sofa and sits down in the chair that stands between the two sofas in his office. He sits down, simultaneously inviting you to sit next to him. You hesitate. All your instincts are screaming at you not to sit down, to stay on your feet, to not lose control. But you also realize that refusing could be perceived as a challenge. And you're not in a position to challenge people like Kim Namjoon.

Slowly, you sink down on the couch, trying not to let your tension show. You feel his gaze never leaving you, studying every detail-from your facial expression to the slightest movement of your hands.

Yoongi smiles slightly, pulls out his phone and indifferently scrolls through something on the screen, but you feel that he is listening intently.

"So what exactly is it that you would like to tell me?" - Namjoon asks. His low voice is calm, even friendly, but there is something sharp, almost dangerous in it. You take a deep breath.

"Kim Namjoon-nim, I have some very serious and valuable information that will save you and your company from the collapse that your competitors have prepared for you." - You say firmly, trying to sound convincing. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Yoongi pause in one spot on the phone's feed, looking up at you. "But this information is so valuable that I want a trade. Information in exchange for something." - Namjoon's face doesn't change, but his fingers clench slightly. You can hear your nausea growing with excitement.

The silence that hangs in the office seems unbearable. Namjoon takes his time answering, looking at you intently. His fingers intertwine, his elbows rest on the armrests of his chair, and although his face remains calm, you can feel the atmosphere in the room grow heavier.

"Exchange..." - He repeats, as if savoring the word. His voice remains even, but his eyes are sharply interested. Yungi, still leaning back on the couch, clutches the phone in his hand, tilting his head thoughtfully. "And what do you want in return?" - Namjoon finally asks. You hesitate for just a moment.

"Jungkook’s freedom." - You say with confidence. Yoongi slowly raises his eyebrows, and Namjoon exhales softly through his nose. His reaction doesn't look like surprise-more like slight disappointment. It's as if he expected this, but was hoping to hear something else.

"Freedom?" - He asks again, and his voice sounds like a mockery.

"Yes." - You clench your hands tightly in your lap, forcing yourself to hold his gaze.

"You think Jungkook needs to be free?" - His question makes you freeze.

"He did a lot for you to work off a debt that wasn't his at all. He's still doing a lot for you, but you've decided that his efforts are only good enough to forgive half of the debt. "I've gotten information that's worth the entirety of his debt." - You answer, trying to sound firm.

Namjoon and Yoongi stare at you in silence. But when they look to each other, you feel even worse. Your palms are sweating and the pain in your head is starting to feel.

"He doesn't have to stay here." - You keep insisting when you don't get an answer to your request. "You can find other people to do your business, but he..."

"But he's what?" - Finally asked Namjoon. He leans forward, and his tone changes-it's colder now, almost harsh. "He wants to leave? Did he ask you to?" - You stop talking. Namjoon smiles, and it sends a chill down your spine.

"No... he didn't ask..." - You say quietly and confused.

"You're so willing to take this risk without even knowing what Jungkook himself thinks about it?" - Clan leader of Ran Noir asks you.

"He's a good man who's been trapped in the wasteland. He doesn't have to do what you're telling him to do." - You answer firmly. Yoongi laughs briefly, shaking his head.

"That's interesting." - He finally puts down the phone and presses his fingers together. "She's so desperate to save him. How sweet." - You give Yoongi a quick glance and meet his black eyes, which seem to be able to look into your very soul. You're really desperate because you're doing something that if Jungkook finds out, he'll be really angry.

Namjoon doesn't laugh, he's silent, sizing you up again. Then he nods slowly.

"I'll listen to you. But if your information is not worth what you are asking for..." - His gaze becomes sharp. - "The deal is off. And then..." - He doesn't finish his sentence, but you don't need him to.

"I'm sure of what I know." - You look him straight in the eye.

"We'll find out right now." - Namjoon says and leans back. "Convince me that Jungkook is really worth this exchange."

You take a deep breath, forcing yourself to focus. If you want this deal to go through, you have to convince them of the value of your information.

"I've been threatened." - You begin in a steady voice, though your insides are cramped with memories. Yoongi narrows his eyes slightly, and Namjoon continues to stare at you without any emotion. He doesn't interrupt, letting you speak. "Ji Sung... my sunbae, a man I once trusted, works for the Black Pearl. You should know him. He was the journalist who was always digging a hole for you." - You say.

"And?" - Yoongi asks in an indifferent voice, but you can hear the tone of impatience. You watch him play with the ring on his finger.

"He found out that I was dating Jungkook, and he decided to take advantage of it." - You deliberately don't mention that you were in debt for asking for information on the Ran Noir clan, and that this was a key point of pressure on you. Your fingers clench into fists. "He demanded that I get information about the Uranium: the time, date, and route of transportation." - You finish and this time Namjoon reacts: he slowly straightens up, the look in his eyes darkening.

"And what did you do?" - He asks. His voice vibrates in your chest.

"I decided to find out why he wanted the information. If it was really valuable, I could trade it for Jungkook's freedom."

"So you decided to play your game without even realizing what you were getting into? You're either very brave or very stupid." - Yoongi asks, smiling slightly, but his voice is not amused.

"Maybe both..." - You answer casually. For a moment, you realize the seriousness of the situation and feel stupid. You have voluntarily dragged yourself into the mafia's power games. Are you really stupid? No. It's all for the sake of Jungkook, your future, and the child you're carrying. Yoongi laughs briefly, but his laugh is not warm.

"So how did you know that the Black Pearl was planning a war?" - You silently take out your phone, press the record button, and start an audio file that can be played through the app on your phone and that was recorded through the pen recorder.

Your voice and Ji Sung's voice are heard in the room, and Namjoon and Yoongi listen intently to your conversation. Yoongi reacts several times by raising his eyebrows and pretending to look "not bad." You weren't expecting him to react, because you thought this man wouldn't use his facial mimic muscles at all. But Namjoon was completely focused on the recording. Not a single muscle on his face moved. But you could see him getting angrier by the second. The audio cuts off, and the office falls silent again.

"The screenshots in question and the ones I sent him were faked by me. Jungkook doesn't know that I did it." - You quickly explain the moment about screenshots so that they don't think that Jungkook gave you free access to his phone.

Yoongi listens to you and turns to his friend.

"You see, Namjoon? They say the new generation is stupid, but this girl has brains." - You're not sure if it was a compliment, but he didn't sound angry. "She's pretty smart, did you hear the way how she had he wrapped around her finger?"

"There's a rat in my clan." - Namjoon says these words quietly, but his voice is frightening. It's not just an annoyance - it's a death threat. You hold your breath as you see his fingers clench slightly and his gaze turn as cold as ice.

"And it's not Jungkook like you thought." - Yoongi says, and your breath stops in the middle of your throat. What do you mean? He thought Jungkook was a rat, but why?

"Why did you think Jungkook was a rat?" - You ask in a shaky voice. Namjoon turns his gaze to you and you feel like you're being nailed to the wall. He doesn't answer because just then, Jungkook walks into his office. He bows to greet his bosses, and when he looks up, he sees you. His eyes widen and he's angry, very angry.

Jungkook stands in the doorway, his dark eyes staring directly at you. His jaw is tense and his nostrils flare slightly, giving away how angry he is.

"What are you doing here?" - His voice is low, almost threatening. You barely swallow the lump in your throat, but before you can say anything, Namjoon speaks.

"Your girlfriend is a your worthy match, Jungkook-ah. She brought us some very interesting information." - His voice is calm, but his eyes are cold. "She warned us that the Black Pearl is trying to take over Uranium." - Jungkook's eyebrows raise. He looks from you to Namjoon and then to Yoongi.

"The Black Pearl wants to intercept the Uranium?" - He slowly steps away from the door, taking a few steps forward. He looks at you angrily again. "Y/N..." - He calls to you with a threat in his voice. You lower your eyes.

God, what are to do?

"She twisted everything he knew out of her old friend. Even though he was threatening her all the time." - Yoongi adds with a smirk. "Very clever, and even professionally done, I'd say." - You hear Yoongi's praise again.

"Threatened?...You mean you..." - Jungkook stops beside you, towering over you. You look up at him and regret doing that. Jungkook has never looked so angry at you before. "What the hell you doing?" - He asks sharply.

"I did it for you." - You answer, clearing your throat.

"For me?!" - He takes another step forward, almost hovering over you. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into!"

"But you have?" - You stand up with your eyebrows raised. Jungkook is within touching distance, but there are sparks between you. "You think I could sit back and wait for you to finish like your 'clients'?"

"Y/N, I asked you to stay out of it. I asked you to leave everything to me. Why the hell are you do what you want?" - Jungkook asks you. You snarl.

"Because you didn't do anything. You've been feeding me false hopes, as usual." - You say angrily.

"ENOUGH!" - Namjoon's voice cuts you off. He's calm again, but this calm tone is chilling to the bone. Yoongi, who is chronically indifferent to everything, is watching the performance before his eyes with glee. It hasn't been this much fun in a long time. "I think you should watch this before you yell at your girlfriend." - Namjoon says, throwing an envelope on the table. "That's why I called you here."

Jungkook looks at Namjoon and then takes the documents from his hands. You see his expression change. He frowns as he flips through the pages and then clenches his jaw.

"Shit..." - He says, closing his eyes for a second. He thinks back to that meeting in Suwon. No wonder the man seemed strange to him. Because he was busy working on the uranium supply, Hoby-hyung never got the information he asked for. Opening his eyes, Jungkook gives you a brief glance and then walks away. "What is it?"

"Apparently, evidence of your collaboration with Gyuwon and the sale of weapons to the Black Pearl." - Namjoon again speaks completely calmly, but his eyes burn with rage.

"Namjoon, I..." - Jungkook sounds desperate. "I didn't do it. I was set up." - You stare at Jungkook in horror, and you think you're going to go crazy with worry. Is this Doohoon's doing again?

"How could he not?" - Namjoon asks, relaxing in his chair. "The money were transferred through our offshore company, which you have access to. The transportation contract has your stamp on it. A photo of you shaking hands. The evidence all speaks against your words, my friend." - Namjoon says. Jungkook is disappointedly silent. The evidence is indeed perfectly faked. Fuck, it's definitely Doohoon. He swears that if he can convince Namjoon, he'll kill Doohoon without explanation.

"I didn't do it." - Jungkook repeats firmly and confidently. Namjoon looks at Jungkook for a few long seconds and then turns his eyes to you.

"What Y/N, do you think Jungkook could have betrayed me? You know him well, you've been friends since childhood. Tell me, does he have that kind of character?" - Namjoon asks you, smiling at the corner of his mouth. You want to say something, but Jungkook stands between you and Namjoon in a defensive posture. You stand there in silence, afraid to even breathe.

"Namjoon." - You hear Jungkook’s voice, which doesn't seem to belong to him. "Let me send Y/N home, she doesn't need to be here anymore. Then I'll come back and we'll have a normal conversation." - Jungkook asks.

"What if you run away?" - Namjoon asks without emotion.

"I won't run away. Because I didn't cheat on you. And I can prove it." - Jungkook assures him. Namjoon doesn't answer. He looks at his subordinate and then at you. He gets up from his chair and says.

"You have 20 minutes. If you are even a minute late, consider yourself in a very difficult situation." - Namjoon says seriously and goes to his desk.

Jungkook grabs your elbow and pulls you toward the door. He pushes you out the door.

"Follow me." - You hear Jungkook's angry voice next to you. You give his figure a glance and then hurry after him. He's walking fast and you can barely keep up.

"Jungkook..." - You call out to him. But he doesn't stop. He just throws it over his shoulder.

"Shut up." - You stop for a moment, startled by his rudeness, and then continue walking. You understand his anger, but he should have understood you. Jungkook walks down a long corridor and then stops at the door of some office. He pushes the door open and enters. You follow him in and see Jimin looking at you in surprise.

"Oooh Y/N!" - Says Jimin, realizing it's you and getting up to approach you. "Hel..." - He wants to greet you, but Jungkook interrupts him.

"Jimin, hung, could you please come out for a few minutes? I need to talk to her." - Jungkook asks. You look at Jungkook, who has just called you "her," in indignation.

"What's wrong?" - Jimin asks. He instantly becomes agitated. Jungkook doesn't turn around. He stands right where he was.

"Please, Jimin, I'll explain everything to you later." - Jimin looks between you two, worried.

"Okay, but keep it together." - Jungkook asks. He sends you a smile of support. You barely manage a small smile in return.

When the door closes behind Jimin, Jungkook be silent. The silence weighs on you. You want to go over to Jungkook, but he suddenly turns to you, angry and tense. You freeze in place.

"What the hell are you doing?" - He asks. "What were you thinking when you came here?!" - You were only thinking about how to save Jungkook, and you seem to have succeeded. But the whole thing with the forged documents, you're nervous about that.

"Jungkook... I..." - You want to find the right words, but they're not coming out of your mouth.

"Why the fuck didn't you say anything when some dick threatened you?" - Jungkook raises his voice and you flinch.

"Kook..." - You call him softly, but it doesn't work on him. He doesn't change his expression. "I tried to save you. I should have done something for you..." - Jungkook comes closer to you. He comes close, covering the entire space, and you are stuck between him and the wall. You look up at him.

"Why don't you listen to me?" - He asks in a low voice. And this voice is full of danger and irritation. "Do you have any fucking idea what you're getting yourself into? Don't you think about the consequences? You recorded the conversation, but what if that asshole noticed what you were doing? Do you have any idea what he could have done?" - Jungkook asks. He looks at you carefully.

"That's why I was talking to him in the cafe. And I had recorded it on a pen-recorder, he wouldn't have noticed..." - You say quietly, studying the floor.

"It wasn't Suyong you met at the center, but that man?" - Jungkook asks coldly. You look up at him, full of guilt. Jungkook closes his eyes and keeps them closed. And when he opens them, you can feel that he's on the verge.

"You..." - He starts, but suddenly hits a wall with a fist not far from your head. You close your eyes and hold back your tears. A loud sound cuts through the air, and you flinch. You have never seen him like this - so angry, so... disappointed. "Are you completely out of your mind?" - He shouts, his voice full of anger and pain. "You put yourself in danger, Y/N! You're alone, without me, without my consent, without my help! You..." - He breaks off, breathing heavily. You open your eyes and see his face. His eyes are dark as a storm.

"I was trying to save you!" - You answer, finally raising your voice. "I did it for you! For us! For the sake of our child!"

There is silence for a moment. Jungkook blinks, his jaw tensing. But instead of calming down, he only snaps even more.

"Do you really think Namjoon will let me go because of this information?" - His voice becomes almost an angry whisper. "You're so naive... You think it's that simple? That if you just find out something insignificant, they'll just let me go?!" - You clench your teeth, feeling anger and despair building inside you. The information you learned is not "insignificant". It's useful information that will help Namjoon maintain his credibility and business.

"What did you do?" - Your voice trembles with anger. "What did you do, Jungkook? Nothing! I've never seen you try to get out of this! Do you really like this life? Do you like breaking people down, begging them for money?!" - His face is distorted with anger.

"Shut up." - He says it quietly, but in a way that makes you feel like you're having trouble breathing.

"What's going to happen next, Jungkook? You're going to kill people?" - You don't stop. "I thought you wanted to end it. But you didn't even try! You seem to have decided to stay!" - He takes a step away from you, his breathing heavy.

"Y/N..." - He stutters as he says your name and looks you straight in the eye. He studies your face for a moment and then says. "Go home." - His voice is deaf, emotionless. You look at him, confused.

"Jungkook..." - You may have crossed a line. Jungkook raises his hand to stop you from continuing.

"Now." - He orders. He doesn't even look at you. He just walks past and disappears behind the door.

Twilight has fallen on the city, enveloping it in twilight and streetlights. You're sitting in a taxi, looking out the window, but you can't see anything - your vision is blurred by tears. Everything inside you hurts. Jungkook's words echo in your head, mixing with your despair and frustration. Everything was supposed to work, but it turned out to be a disaster. You were afraid of what would happen when Jungkook came home.

The driver gently pulls up outside your house.

"Thank you." - You say hoarsely to the driver, handing him the money. After getting out of the car, you take a deep breath of cool air, trying to regain your senses. But when you look up, an unpleasant chill pierces your body.

A familiar gray car is standing on the side of the road. It's a Doohoon.

You clench your teeth, feeling anger begin to intertwine with fatigue. It's him again. Not now. Damn it.

He gets out of the car, calmly shoving his hands into his pockets. His face is as flawless as ever, but there is something dark in his eyes, barely perceptible.

"What are you doing here?" - Your words sound dry, almost aggressive. He smiles.

"I've been waiting for you, just like I have my whole life." - He smiles again.

"I didn't ask you to wait for me!" - You say, sniffling.

"I don't think I need your requests." - He continues to smile and it annoys the hell out of you. You roll your eyes as you walk past him.

"Get out, Doohoon. I don't have time for you right now." - You say. But suddenly his hand grabs your wrist, forcing you to stop abruptly. You look up at him sharply.

"Let go of me!" - You hiss, trying to pull his hand away, but his grip only tightens.

"You were crying." - He says calmly, looking closely at your face. "Why?"

"It doesn’t concern you." - You reply.

"Everything that concerns you concerns me, candy." - His voice changes, and you catch something unusual in it. Something dangerous. His eyes are strange, almost crazy. And only now do you realize that he looks... different than usual. His eyes are shining with some kind of unhealthy obsession, and his jaw is clenched so tightly that it looks like he's about to smash it to pieces.

"Dooho..." - You try to be careful, but the next moment he pulls you sharply towards him, holding you tightly against the car.

"That bastard doesn't deserve you. He hurt you again..." - He says. You resist. You look around and... why? Why is there no one? Why isn't anyone coming into the entrance?

"Let go of me or I'll scream!" - You warn him. He laughs loudly and so crazily that your blood runs cold.

"If you scream, I'll cover your mouth. And not with my hand, for sure." - He threatens to kiss you, because you see him looking at your lips. You clench your hands into fists.

"You're crazy... let me go." - You say quietly.

"Yeah, I guess I am. But I don't care. I don't fucking care about anything or anyone anymore. Nothing has worked. Nothing works on that fucking Jungkook, who is the first and best everywhere. I just had to punch a hole through his golden head and my problems disappeared in the moment." - Doohoon says, and you're afraid of the hatred in his voice. "But you know what, I'm going to take you away. I'm going to take you away from him because you belong to me!" - Before you have time to realize what's happening, something cold presses against your neck. You feel a slight pain and a needle pierces your skin. Doohoon injects some kind of liquid into your neck and you almost instantly lose consciousness.

Doohoon catches you in his arms. He puts your unconscious body in the backseat and quickly gets behind the wheel because someone is pulling into the yard.

"Everything will be as it should be, my love. I'll take care of you." - Doohoon says as he starts the engine. The car takes off.

Doohoon is driving. He presses the gas pedal as the car cuts through Seoul at night. The city lights flash in the mirrors, but he barely notices them, his mind is on you. About how he holds you in his arms. About the fact that now you will never return to Jungkook.

"Where should I take you, my love?" - He mutters to himself, glancing at you in the rearview mirror. You are lying still, your face pale in the streetlights. His fingers grip the steering wheel even tighter.

First, he needs to hide you. Somewhere far away, where no one can find you. He quickly scrolls through the options in his head: an abandoned cottage in the country? No, that's too risky. A motel? Also not an option, security cameras-too many traces. But there is a place... a small house on the outskirts that belonged to his uncle. He died a few years ago, and no one shows up there. It's exactly what he needs.

Doohoon is driving across Panpho Bridge when the car suddenly rings. It's your phone. His eyes flash, and his hand reaches for your bag. He throws a quick glance at the screen “Suyong”. We need to get rid of your stuff.

Doohoon pulls over to the side of the road and turns off the engine. A tense silence hangs in the cabin as the phone continues to vibrate in his hands. Opening the door, he gets out and walks to the bridge railing. The phone is still ringing, as if begging for an answer. But instead, Doohoon takes your things out of your bag-phone, wallet, documents. Everything flies into the dark waters of the Hangan.

A quiet splash, and it's as if you never existed.

He returns to the car, looks at your unconscious body once more. For the first time in a long time, he feels calm.

"You're all mine now." - He whispers as he starts the engine. Doohoon grips the steering wheel tighter, his eyes are focused forward, but his thoughts are rushing around in his head like chess pieces on a board. He has made the move he has long dreamed of. He had calculated everything, foreseen everything.

Now Jungkook won't even know where to look for you because he'll be busy saving his own skin. His rage will be useless. And you... you'll gradually get used to a new life, a new reality in which there is no Jungkook. It's just him.

Doohoon smiles with satisfaction, feeling his heart fill with triumph. How many times has Jungkook come out on top in their unspoken competition? How many times had he made him feel insignificant? But now everything has changed. Now he was the one who put the last piece on the board.

Checkmate.

He takes one more look at your face in the rearview mirror. Sleeping, quiet, so defenseless. But now he will protect you from everything. Even if it means destroying everything in your life before him.

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myobsessionsspace · 1 year ago

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credit: maiiujikook

#Jikook #fetus jikook #Jimin #Jungkook

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explicit-tae · 1 year ago

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i just saw a tiktok of a lady w her baby son who said his first words dada and she got upset because she was fat for 9 months bc of him and he keeps saying dada and the dad was just laughing and rolling around in the background and i was like wow this is sooo ungodly hour couple 😭

Honestly, I can see it now 😭

"Go ahead, say it." Jimin coos, a finger stroking the babies soft cheeks. "Ji...Min..."

Jimin was determined that whenever his self-proclaimed Godchild spoke, that it would be his name. It was his own way of taking back revenge for nearly 2 years ago when you had vomited all over him.

That, and he wanted to see the look on your and Jungkook's face when you two heard your child's first words - the pure look of horror that instead of "mama" or "dada", your child said his name.

"Ji...Min!" Jimin continues, determined to get the baby to say his name by any means neccessary.

"Mama."

Jimin rolls his eyes at your voice behind him. He turns his head and scoffs. "As if Mama would be her first word." he snaps. "Go away, Y/N, we're bonding."

Jimin understood that while you were pregnant and became so nice to him that it wasn't truly you - it was the baby. The fetus understood that Jimin was her favorite uncle right in the womb and for that, he was grateful. He was the first friend there, having knocked over Namjoon to make sure he was the first to hold her after you and Jungkook.

"Mama," you coo, kneeling down to your daughter who's seated on the ground in front of Jimin. "right, baby?" you laugh, prompting your daughter to do the same.

Jimin's eyes widened. "Jimin!"

"Mama."

"Jimin!"

"Mama!"

Your daughter looks between the two of you as it was a game to her now. Her arms begin to frail, and she suddenly looks up and past the two of you. What she says next causes you and Jimin to both nearly die.

"Dada!"

Jungkook's eyes widen and his heart bursts. He had come up behind you and Jimin to watch in amusement, but never did he expect for his daughter to actually speak. He scoops the baby from the ground and hugs her close to him, bouncing her in his arms. "Aww, you must love Dada so much." he coos, rubbing his nose against hers.

"Traitor." you murmur, poking your lip out a bit, but even your heart begins to swell seeing Jungkook and how much he loved the little bundle of joy you two created.

"Have another child and I'm so serious, Y/N." Jimin shakes his head, a look of disbelief on his face.

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theschizotypalsolilquy · 9 months ago

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Fetus Jimin and Jungkook

Precious Precious Precious

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magenta-embers · 2 years ago

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Fetus Jimin's Blatant Crush on Jungkook

Today I wanted to travel back in time and put a spotlight on a period of utmost importance when it comes to understanding the full picture of Jikook and part of what makes it such a legitimate possibility.

Believing that they could truly be a couple now is made as easy as breathing when you observe their history. You need the whole context to take Jikook from just another ship to something potentially very real. It's a context that the other pairings in the group just don't have.

The Jimin and Jungkook we know now are settled and comfortable with themselves and with each other. You could call them domestic. But back in the day, say 2013-2015, it was a different story.

To put it simply: Jimin and Jungkook had a massive mutual crush on each other and it wasn't even remotely subtle.

Most Jikookers know what I'm talking about, but if you haven't had a chance to look deeper into the context of these two together, here's a teensy intro.

I'm gonna share a select few of my personal highlight moments exhibiting Jimin's crush + his confusion/acceptance regarding it. There are hours of moments to choose from and an image/gif limit, so we'll keep it to a minimum.

We're going to focus on the Jimin side of things today. Jungkook will probably get his own post as these two expressed their feelings quite differently.

Present-day Jimin is very good at compartmentalizing what thoughts or parts of thoughts he shares with us. He's vague in all the right areas, chooses his words carefully, omits certain details, and is overall pretty masterful at the parasocial aspect of being an idol. Back then though?

Holy sweet mother of pearl, he just said and did anything.

He was honest (embarrassingly so) and he wore his heart on his sleeve. Because of this fumbling period with no brain-to-mouth filter, there exists some incredible retrospective insight into how Jimin feels about Jungkook at his core, without all the masking and nonchalance we get nowadays.

(Let's be real though, he still slips up)

"JK is coming."

Boy 💀

Let's get into it.

Exhibit A

This first section is going to look at a very young Jimin's struggle with these new, unfamiliar feelings he's been having lately (not necessarily in exact chronological order but some highlights within the "budding crush" stage).

A.1

While affectionately petting the maknae's hair and nape, Jimin wonders aloud why he likes Jungkook so much, as if he likes him an abnormal amount or differently than the five other friends he has in the group. If anything, Jimin should have liked Tae the most at this point since they were friends from school. Yet, Jimin openly questions what makes Jungkook different.

It's an introspective question disguised as a rhetorical one. Obviously, Jimin doesn't want JK to answer and JK, shy as he is, doesn't know how to answer a loaded question like that so he tries to redirect Jimin's attention to actual matters. It doesn't quite work.

Jimin then says, "These days, Jungkook..." and trails off while scratching his head with lighthearted frustration as if to say, "These days, Jungkook... plagues my mind," or something to that sentiment. JK's on his mind a lot and it confuses him. He doesn't finish the sentence but instead brushes it off with a laugh.

He holds back because it'll look weird to people if he gets into how much he thinks about JK or unpacks why. Still, he can't help but start to talk about it, because it's something that's actively bothering him.

A.2

Like I said, not only does Jimin think about JK too much, but he's also thinking about how people will judge him for how he perceives Jungkook. People might think he's strange.

Why?

JK's the timid maknae with big, curious eyes. Of course, he's cute. Everyone will agree. Everyone does agree. So why is Jimin concerned with what he can say about Jungkook that's okay to others? He even pouts sadly for a moment at the end. The maknae's cute and he's kind of glum over it? He's definitely been overthinking it.

Also, the way Jimin cartoonishly moves his head and eyes while talking about how bewildered JK always is and how adorable he is for it is a hilarious attempt at being nonchalant, but to me, it just looks like a schoolboy trying not to seem gushy about his secret crush.

A.3

Jungkook's so cute and so charming that Jimin can't function like he wants to. Can't live properly because Jungkook's on his mind constantly. He's super distracting. Is this a normal friendship thing? No. You don't see Hobi or Joon saying this about him. It's a problem exclusive to Jimin. And exclusive for Jungkook.

Jimin knows it's weird too. He's acting lighthearted about it, but to randomly say, "I can't live because of you" and keep bumping into JK is his frustration bleeding through. All the while he can't take his eyes off him as if he's trying to solve his dilemma right then and there.

Overall, It seems like Jimin doesn't understand what it is he's feeling, just that it's a lot, which makes me think that up until the Jungkook point, he hadn't really considered his sexuality on a meaningful level. We know that Jimin was the least experienced romantically, so it wouldn't surprise me if that's the case.

It's okay, Jiminie. You'll figure out a lot of things about yourself sooner rather than later.

Exhibit B

This section is about a period of time when Jimin accepted his crush and became unbelievably annoying vocal about it. You could also do an essay on why he was so in everyone's face about it.

B.1

Man, he just outright said it, huh?

Jimin wants to be with Jungkook and go on a date with him and hold hands.

Okay, pack it up everyone, we're done here. He like likes him, oooooooh!

Look at him clinging to JK's clothes and merrily skipping forward holding his wrist. Bless his heart. As Jimin once mentioned, "My heart that thinks of Jungkook is quite big."

Peep everyone else's reactions. JK has no objections and is just basically making his "Yeeeeeaaaah" face. Namjoon and Yoongi are a mix of confused and exasperated, both going, "What?" at the inappropriate(?) answer. Hobi attempts a poker face.

They shove Jimin away and attempt to move on...

And Jimin comes right back, practically leaps on Jungkook to plead with him to "live happily together." Okay.

When I tell you he's embarrassing.

Now Namjoon is straight-up irritated because Jimin didn't get the hint and is ruining the interview. He rolls his eyes and shoves them both back this time like he knows he's gotta get rid of the whole equation.

Hobi's glare poker face fails and he attempts to redirect focus to the topic with his own answer, complete with a pointed hand gesture.

Yoongi has a genuine scrunch of judgy confusion as if he just doesn't get wtf Jimin is trying to do because he should know better or why he's acting so clingy right now.

Jungkook quietly preens under Jimin's attention, but it's also awkward because he can read the room, so he doesn't quite know how to react other than remain pliable. He does reach for Jimin's hand subconsciously though.

I don't think it's even necessary to keep going, but oh ho ho, we're gonna keep going.

B.2

Tae: "I think he kind of likes men."

Now, I don't love the way Tae blurts this out, putting Jimin on the spot and nearly outing him. But also, it's meant to be a joke and he likely doesn't know yet just how on the nose he really is. Tae has grown and matured a lot over the years, so forgive him for this blip.

I imagine Tae has had to sit through a lot of sus rants from Jimin about Jungkook at this point. Because it's interesting that the statement came out of him so readily as if he's considered this about Jimin more than once. He's one of the closest people to Jimin, so if he's been pondering this about his friend then it's a pretty significant observation.

Now how does Jimin react to this out-of-pocket accusation? Is it:

a) "Haha, noooo!"

b) "What are you saying?"

c) "Not like that!"

d) "Come on now."

e) He doesn't deny it whatsoever.

If you answered e, you get a sun and moon sticker. It would've been so easy and expected for Jimin to deny this claim, but he doesn't. Because he can't. Because he'd be lying. Because he does kind of like men. Especially one in particular. And Jimin is just too honest.

He does very gracefully tiptoe around a confirmation (and a shutdown of the topic) by telling Tae he doesn't like him specifically. His reflex was to be defensive of himself and how much he likes Jungkook. It also further confirms that how Jimin likes Tae (his best friend) is different from how he likes Jungkook. It's all truly very telling.

(JK's reactions are very cute, but we won't get into that here.)

B.3

Host: "You're free to go anywhere in the world with anyone you want to do anything you wish. Where are you, what are you doing, and who are you with?"

Jimin:

Really? He had this romantic-ass answer ready to go. The other members gave normal answers about family and such. Jimin could've easily. But no. He then smiles sweetly over at Jungkook. The host is actually flustered by his answer and translates what he says, but conveniently leaves out the holding hands part.

But this is a fluke, right? He just said Jungkook as a silly answer, right?

Oh, look! Another instance when he can answer with anything and still ends up being honest.

"I think Jungkook is very cute." It's his go-to answer when people ask him why he likes JK so much. People keep mentioning it because his liking for Jungkook is noticeably and abnormally loud. Yet, Jimin's usual answer isn't really a complete answer, is it? "Cute" can be part of a reason, but not the whole reason. Cute is the safe detail he can share.

Lmao at Tae's side-eye at Jimin fawning over Jungkook shamelessly. You can tell he's thinking, "...this mf likes men" again. He hasn't perfected that Tae poker face just yet.

So Jimin really wants that private trip with Jungkook, hey? Why not with Tae, his bestie? His soulmate? Tae's also very cute, no?

Because he doesn't mean a friend trip.

(Don't fret, Jiminie. You'll get your private trip with Jungkook and it'll be beyond your expectations.)

B.4

A couple of examples of Jungkook being aggressively on Jimin's mind even when he's just answering basic questions.

No one: So, what do-

Jimin: Jungkookie <3

Literally, who asked? No one's twisting his arm here to make him answer "Jungkook" with romantic implications under these totally general questions. He could've answered with literally anything else.

Some thoughts:

If he was being speedy and just writing/saying the first things that popped into his head, it still means Jungkook is at the forefront of his mind. Plagues his mind, if you will.

If he was carefully considering the questions and answering honestly, it still means Jungkook is heavily weighing in his mind at a vulnerable level.

Jungkook still came before performing and receiving attention. The first thing. Not the last thing as a joke because Jimin couldn't think of anything else.

He makes sure to stake his claim over Jungkook in his description of him. "Mine." How fanfic.

His weakness is Jungkook. He can't resist him. Point blank. Why would he say that? How else am I supposed to interpret that?

Jungkook reaches every corner of Jimin's mind. Even if Jimin manages to convince himself he's just being playful and jokey, it's the repetitive nature and exclusivity of Jungkook being involved in his answers that are eyebrow-raising and give him away. He might as well doodle hearts around "JK" all over the page. It's a textbook crush. He's infatuated with this person he thinks is unattainable.

B.5

"Happy Birthday Jeon Jungkook! Please accept my love!" followed by blowing a kiss, an awkward giggle, and a glance at Jungkook.

What love? He's already accepted your platonic love; you guys are good friends, attached at the hip, and Jungkook's made it explicitly clear he likes you a lot and appreciates how well you treat him/take care of him. What more do you want him to accept, exactly, Jimin?

Again, unnecessary. No one's making him say this. No one's expecting him to say this. No one wants him to say this. And yet.

B.6

Manifest your dreams, Jiminie.

I don't even have to explain to you how common the "We look like a couple! Haha, just kidding... Unless?" thing is. We've all been there. You want to plant the seed in your crush's head. You want them to think about it, to consider the image of you two together. Jimin's planted a whole grove in JK's head with the way he's been all over him these couple of years.

Exhibit C

The kisses.

The amount of times Jimin either asks to kiss Jungkook, asks Jungkook to kiss him, or tries to kiss Jungkook is quite frankly absurd. These are just some examples. Some!

Imagine this was your friend who keeps trying to kiss you. For years. Jokes get really old really fast. You'd laugh and play along the first time. Laugh it off the second time. Force a laugh the third time.

At what point would you start wondering if your friend has legitimate feelings for you?

At what point do you think Jungkook did?

Especially considering Jimin's general behavior toward him.

(The other members don't laugh when it happens in front of them. It's always either wtf are you saying or they change the subject with visible discomfort.)

What Jimin is doing here (via "jokes") is testing Jungkook's boundaries, gauging his reactions, because he's interested in him beyond platonic limits. He really, really wants to kiss Jungkook and fantasizes about it, but he will not make a serious first move out of fear of being rejected.

Food for thought: Post-2015, Jimin doesn't ask Jungkook for kisses anymore or beg him to love him back, while coincidentally also becoming intimately touchier than ever with each other.

Perhaps Jimin finally got what he wanted? Hmm...

We can stop here. I think you get the point.

Everyone, say it with me now: Jimin wants Jungkook romantically.

He wants to go on dates with Jungkook.

He wants to hold hands with Jungkook.

He wants to kiss Jungkook.

He's expressed these things in every way he can:

He's acted them out.

He's said them aloud.

He's written them down.

Over and over and over again. What more do you want? I am not assuming anything. To say that he doesn't is just blatantly ignoring poor Jimin screaming it from the rooftops to fit whatever agenda you have. It's a you problem.

If you want to see more examples of everything (because there are still plenty), just watch this. In fact, watch every video on this channel. Treat yourself.

youtube

Also thanks to this heaven-sent channel for the captions on almost everything in this post (all gifs by me).

If I see a single one of you say with your whole chest that Jimin thinks of Jungkook in a brotherly way after this, I will hunt you down and beat your ass and your brother's ass.

Open your damn eyes.

I hope you enjoyed my spiel. Till next time!

#jikook #jimin

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0funsite0 · 2 years ago

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Poor us

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!

- 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.

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!

- 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.

- 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 🫣

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