Don't Leave Me ••• Yoonmin Mpreg

Nine

Jimin-
I grip my towel tighter. He stares at me with wide eyes and an open mouth. "J-Jimin." My heart crumbles at how helpless he founds. I want to run to him, hug him, and fix his heart. I want to touch him.
"Daddy, this is our new neighbor!" Jihoon says excitedly. "He asked for a plate."
I back away from the living room slightly. "That's great. I think it's time for him to leave now I say.
"But we were playing," Jihoon pouts.
"No Jihoon," I say sternly. He looks at me in shock. "Okay daddy," he whispers. He stands up and runs to our room.
"Get out," I say.
"Jimin," He repeats.
"Yoongi, get out. Get out, or else," I say.
He stands up. "I'll bring your plate back when I wash it."
"No, keep it. And stay away from here," I say, growling.
Yoongi grabs the plate from the table. "You know, I still love you."
I shake my head. "I hate you. Please leave."
He goes to the door and closes it behind him.
I shakily fall onto the ground. Tears start streaming down my face. I hug my knees to my chest. I hear the bedroom door open. Jihoon runs over an hugs my side. "I called Jungkook. He's going to be here soon," he says.
He's such a good son. He knows when I need someone. We've had this situation more than I wish we would. I'd have a flash back, or something would trigger me and if break down crying. I hate looking weak in from to him, but I can't help it sometimes. I rub his hair as he falls asleep.
What seems like hours later, the front door opens and Jungkook comes in. He sees us on the floor and rushes over. He wipes my face and tries to calm me down a little. He takes Jihoon to bed, then comes back out and picks me up. He lays me on the couch, then slides in next to me and cuddles me.
"What happened?" He mumbles. "You haven't had a night like this is the anniversary."
I bury my head in his chest. "H-he's next d-door. He m-met Jihoon. I d-don't know is h-he s-susp-pects it," I say.
"Just, close your eyes for me. We can deal with this tomorrow," Jungkook sighs. "Just sleep, I won't let him near you."
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I wake up the next morning. Jungkook is cooking bacon and toast. Jihoon replaces him and his now at my side holding me. I kiss his nose causing him to wake up and giggle.
"Morning bug," I say.
"Kookie made bekfast Daddy," he says excitedly. "Kookie, is bekfast dome?"
"Almost. Come get juice for you and Daddy," Jungkook says. "I have to leave soon, I have university in an hour."
I get off the couch and Jihoon gets on my back. "I thought you were just taking online courses?" I ask.
He shakes his head. "I have one actual class. Everything else is online." He puts two pieces of bacon and a slice of toast on a plate and hands it to Jihoon. I get juice for all of us, Jungkook stays for a little while longer to eat.
"What was Tae doing last night?" I ask.
"Sleeping. He had a long day, something about spilling is hot tea on himself, then getting pushed onto the ground at the subway. He cried to me last night before sleeping." Jungkook helps wash the plates. He gives me a hug and Jihoon a kiss before having to leave.
"Okay baby, time for school," I say. Jihoon groans and lays on the ground. "Jihoon, don't you dare start with his."
"I don wanna go," he crosses his arms stubbornly.
I easily pick him up and carry him to our room. After a while, I get clothes on him. I brush his teeth and style his hair slightly. By the time he's ready, he's just crying silently. I grab his backpack and lunch before walking him down to the school bus. I walk back to my building and see Namjoon and Jin walking in. I speed up to catch them.
"Jimin, morning," Jin smiles. "How are you?"
"Not good," I say bluntly. "Goes Who was at my apartment last night when I came out of the shower?"
"Who?"
"Yoongi! He was just sitting on the floor with Jihoon playing with dolls!"
Namjoon frowns. "Is that why he called last night?"
"I don't know!"
"We called me crying and hyperventilating last night. It took Jin singing to him and Minji telling him about her day to make him fall asleep," Namjoon says. "Well, this is going to be interesting."
We get to my floor. Yoongi is messing with his door, probably trying to get the password pad to work. He looks up and sees us. I get to my door and type in my password. "You have to reset the whole system on that. You need a needle to stick up into it and keep it there until it accepts your new password," I say.
Yoongi looks up into my eyes. I feel my heart melt slightly. "Thank you." I nod and close the door loudly. I start getting dressed for work.