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|🌊| Yoongi PT2

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Normal P.O.V

The war between the Marines and Pirates had begun. Luckily it took place deep out into sea so none of the island's were affected. (Y/n) feared for yoongi's safety and also the other boys safety too.

It was a cold winter night and (Y/n) was up reading a book. She held her nine-month stomach and gently rubbed it. Any day now the baby would be born. Their son would come into the world. Yes, a boy. (Y/n) was happy to find out that they would be having a boy.

She tried to contact Yoongi through a transponder snail but he could only talk for two minutes the maximum before going back.

She held his vivre card close to her as his life force was in the small piece of paper.

"(Y/n)? Go to bed. It's late." Aunt Mira said as she entered the room. (Y/n) nodded. "I will. Not now Aunt Mira." Over the couple months, she and Aunt Mira had gotten close. She looked at the older women as a mother figure. Aunt Mira looked at (Y/n) as a daughter she never had.

"Alright then. Call me if you need anything." She nodded and Aunt Mira left to her room. (Y/n) tugged the blanket closer to her as the fire in the fire place crackled. The heat from there making her feel warm.

"Ow!" She yelped in pain as she felt the baby kick. "Ah baby. What's wrong? Your kicking eomma again." She rubbed her stomach and smiled. "Any day now you'll be here. And appa will come home soon to see you. So will your six uncles!"

She held his vivre card and smiled but froze once she saw the edges of the card starting to burn. Her eyes widened in fear and the same feeling from all those months ago returned.

'N..No! NO!!'

She ripped the blanket from her legs and ran out the door. She held her stomach and ran to the edge of the cliff where it overseas the port and ocean.

"(Y/n)!! Where are you going?!" Aunt Mira called out but she ignored her. She ran out in the snow until she reached.

'You promised!'

The piece of paper flew from her hand and turned to ashes. Her eyes widened as tears freely fell from her eyes.

'You bastard! You promised you'll come back!! T-to our baby boy.' She banged her fist against the snow covered grass and clenched her teeth and fist.

"YOONGI!!!!"

She cried and screamed hoping he'd come back but she knew he was...dead.

Aunt Mira cried silently behind her as she watched his vivre card turn to ashes. (Y/n) was all alone now. She had to raise the child up with no father figure.

(Y/n)'s heart clenched in sorrow and cried her heart out for her husband. "Ahh!" She cried out and held her stomach and felt her dress getting wet.

"(Y/n)! Your in labour! Oh gosh! Let's get you inside!"

Aunt Mira held onto the girl and helped her back into the house. (Y/n) laid down on her bed and winced in pain when a contraction would hit her. It lasted about thirty seconds before fading.