Bangtan Imagines

Yoongi

Sequel to WORK OUT

I was working when I felt slightly dizzing, despite the urge to vomit, I shrug it off as if was nothing.

There's nothing wrong with me.. Trying to convince myself, I slip into my heels and walk to the meeting room.

".. And as I've been looking through the past years, it had sold out pretty well year after year.." I explain the information I gain, then a ringing sound hit my ears.

I groan silently, still forming a smile to avoid any issue. I can't afford to lose this chance, I've been trying to get promoted and help Yoongi although he said he'll be in charge of that.

Being as hard as a mule, I didn't hear his words. For me, a happy life is to support each other not burden them.

The meeting ended, with me breaking into cold sweat under their stares. Then, the client form a smile, a satisfied one.

I huff out a relief sigh, "I'll be looking forward for it.." he shake hands with me, the uneasy in my stomach somehow make me want to vomit.

Apologizing, I run out of the meeting room to the restroom. Barging into one of the stall, I start to vomit.

Closing the lid, I flush the toilet. My chest is tightening as well, head getting lighter.

"What is happening to me..?" I question myself, splashing myself with water. Sighing, I walk out and head to grab my things from the meeting room.

I walk back to my room, opening the drawer on my desk. I grab some painkiller, popping it into my mouth, may it help to ease this pain.

My head throbbing non stop, I feel somehow it will explode in any second. I had enough of it and inform my boss that I'm not feeling well.

On the way, in the hallway, I meet with my co worker, "You look pale.." I nod weakly. "Yeah.. I don't feel well since morning.."

She chuckle, "Maybe its a sign.." I furrow my brows, "Sign..? What about?" Yeon chuckle, averting her attention to my stomach.

I follow her eyes, blood rushing to my cheeks, "Y-yah.. Don't jump into conclusion.." she shrug, "It'll be a good news if its real.."

I let out a nervous chuckle, "Aniya.. I think I just overworked myself, you know how crazy I am.." Yeon just nod, as we enter the elevator.

We bid each other a goodbye, I walk to my car and sigh. If its real, I mean it will be a good news for us both, but am I ready to be a Mom?

I start the engine and roam the street. I stop at a pharmacy, to get some test kit, I can't handle the curiosity.

We just happen to did 'it' not long ago, before Yoongi stuck again in that studio, working his ass off.

As soon as I arrive, I rush to the bathroom, reading the instructions before using the test kit.

After waiting for a while, I look at the result and my heart drop. "Oh my.." I can't believe what I'm seeing right now, I touch my stomach.

"I'm pregnant.." half excited, half nervous but overall I feel scared. I still think I'm not ready..

I search for my phone, dialing Yoongi's number. But, to my luck, it went straight to voicemail.

Huh.. Busy I guess..
Shrugging it off, I grab my laptop and search about it.

As time flies, I feel my head is heavy and I fall asleep.

Waking up, I feel my head throbbing again, I groan loudly, I couldn't help it since it hurts as hell.

"Yn!! What's wrong? You need something? I mean, water? Or painkiller or--" Yoongi quickly help me to sit up, he look at me full with concern.

He lend me a glass of water, I gulp it slowly, and lean on the headboard. "You need anything else?" he ask, I chuckle, "I need you to shut up.."

Yoongi frown, I caress his cheek, "No, I just need you for now.." he smile, and slip next to me.

Yoongi slowly lean my head on his chest, "I thought you're busy.." he kiss my crown, "I'm sorry.. I left my phone in the studio, when I saw your missed call, I quickly call your office but your boss told me you went home. I got panic for a second before rushing here and.."

He smile at me, his hand reach to my stomach, "..I saw the test kit.." I smile at him but it fade when I thought of it.

"I'm scared.." Yoongi frown, hugging me close, "What about it?"

"I mean, now.. I'm gonna a Mom and I don't even know a thing, I'm afraid that it won't work out.." I start to tear up, Yoongi shush me, kissing my temple gently.

"Its okay.. It will work out, I promise that.." He assured me, wiping my tears. Yoongi look into my eyes lovingly, I chuckle, "This will not happen if you didn't work out the other day.."

Yoongi chuckle, "I guess it worth it.." I hit his chest, he turn and hover me. Staring at me with a smirk, "Now, can I have my treat?"

I smile as Yoongi lean in to kiss me..
Now, I think I better learn how to make him rest..

[Author Noteu; This is also a sequel.. 😅 Its a cute story which also one of my fav tbh, its all in IG.. Sorry for serving you guys with sequels 🙏]