The boy next door ||KJY(GD)||☑

Chapter 8: No matter what.

~Two weeks after the miscarry~

Jiyong and I ran to the swings as fast as we could, laughing as both of us yelled "BEAT YA" like children.
We began swinging and holding hands.
I looked at him and smiled.
"I fucking love you... No matter what" I said with a smile.
"Me too baby" he replied.
We giggled a bit and parted hands.
Both of us now grabbing the chain holding the swings up and swinging faster.
I swung much higher than him, making the thing bounce a little.
"Y/n slow down" he said a little concerned.
I giggled and slowed my speed but still going high.

~Two hours later~

"What do you want for dinner?" I asked Jiyong.
"is that really a question baby girl?" he smirked.
I laughed as hell walked over.
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.
"I'm making chicken babe"
He nodded then left the kitchen.
(Almost typed 'left the chicken'😂)

~after dinner~

I slowly trudge up Jiyong's stairs and up to his room.
Then my phone rang.
It was Jimin, of course.
"Can I help you?"
"Someones fiesty tonight"
Jimin joked at my annoyed-tired tone.
"Shut up. What do you want?"
" I was just wondering if youre staying with GD again tonight"
"Well no shit sherlock, im not home am I?" I snapped a little.
Jimin just hung up, ive become more of a bitch lately.
Ever since I lost the baby...
Jiyong over heard my phone conversation and came and hugged me from behind.
"Are you okay baby?" he kissed my neck.
"Yes I'm fine hun, go get ready to sleep" I turned and pushed him a little.
"okay mom" he teased.
I giggled and he went to change, since I already had changed.
I went and flopped onto his bed.
I let out a sigh and waited.
He came back soon after and then laid with me.
Both of us soon drifting to sleep.

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A/N
Short, again, sorry, and I forgot that the reader was dying, mah baddd. But she okay. And things may or may not take a turn next few chapters ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°
Anyway, nothing last forever, and love you guys.
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