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"Princess what do you think about this one?"
After our appointment at the hospital Tae begged for us to go shopping, so here I am, currently in a baby store looking at cribs.
"It's cute but how about a more traditional one?" I ask him pointing to the wooden Victorian style crib.
With a slightly modernised feel, the white wood and rocking legs draws me in but I know the size won't be sufficient. Maybe it would be cute for our room until our little bean is old enough to move into their own room, but the hefty price tag and Tae's pout quickly change my mind.
"Never mind." I say dropping the pice tag back on the pillow.
"What's wrong?" Tae asks picking it back up. "Jesus!! They want this much for that?! I can build you one for a quarter of that cost!"
"Oookay Mr Christiansen.."
"Who?" He frowns at me in confusion.
"The inventor of Lego baby." I sigh, picking up a plush toy from the shelf.
"Oh my god Lego!!" Laughing at him as he runs off to the child section, I go back to looking at all the important things such as changing tables and strollers.
That's when it finally sinks in, myself and the man squealing like a little girl in the toy section are going to be parents. There is a mixture of the two of us growing inside of me right now, a perfect little bean that is going to make our lives that much sweeter in 6 months time.
Without even thinking my hand rests on my stomach, as if to protect the creature inside, letting them know that I'm right here. I'm your mumma and I promise you, you're going to have such an incredible life.
Finally reaching home I'm exhausted. We only chose a crib for now, knowing we still have plenty of time for the rest.
We didn't even realise we had left Jungkook behind in the house in all our excitement until we came home to find him napping on the sofa.
"Kook wake up!" Tae yells as he shoves him, waving his new box of Lego in his face. "Look what I got!"
Laughing at them as they huddled up together on the floor to play with Tae's new toy, I do start to wonder why I'm having a child when I clearly already have two.
Starting to make lunch in the kitchen, I jump out of my skin when Jimin comes bounding through the front door. A face like thunder as he breezes past the guys and makes a beeline for me.
"Jimin?"
"It's not mine!" He chuckles, shaking his head as he drops his hands down flat on the counter. "The fucking baby isn't mine!"
"Oh Chim I'm sorry." I say rubbing his back for comfort, giving Tae the eye to make him come and help me out somehow.
"H-How is Yoongi?" Tae hesitantly asks, standing by my side.
Throwing his head back Jimin lets out a sinister laugh, causing Tae to shuffle me behind him away from the crazy guy leaning on our counter top.
"He's furious." He laughs again. "The baby's not his either."
"What????!!!" We all yell in unison, Jungkook now joining us in the kitchen.
"Bitch played us Y/N. She was pregnant before we even met her."
"Sounds about right." Jungkook mutters under his breath, earning a glare from me.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Jimin grits as he stands up straight. "You know something I don't Kook?"
"You mean do I know she's a conniving bitch? Yes I do, I passed that course with flying colours." Jungkook defends. "Look at how she left me!"
"So where is she?" I ask him, stepping out from behind Tae.
"Don't know, don't care." He shrugs before turning to the fridge.
"Jimin.."
"No Y/N! Don't try to fucking sweet talk me into forgiving her for this! I'm done! Over it okay!!" Jumping back as he yells at me, in a blink of an eye Tae has him pressed up against the refrigerator by his collar, Jungkook pulling me out of the way as Tae yells in Jimin's face.
"I get that you're upset but don't you EVER fucking yell at my wife that way!!! You fucking hear me Jimin???!!!!"
And that was it. His true emotions come to the surface as he breaks down in front of us. Loosening his grip Tae pulls him into his chest, allowing him to let it all out as he bawls into his shirt.
"I'm sorry." He sniffles, lifting his head to look at me. "It's just all so fucked up!"
"If it's any consolation Jimin, I will still allow you to see my son." Jungkook assures him, Jimin gratefully pulling him in for a hug also.
"Thank you." He whispers into his ear, Jungkook patting his back uncomfortably as he tries to pry away from his grip.
"So what about you and Yoongi? Is that over too?" I ask him as he leans back on the counter.
"I guess so." He shrugs wiping his face with his sleeve. "He won't want me now that she's out of the picture. He only agreed to our fucked up relationship because he wanted her."
"Well maybe you should talk to him." I suggest, earning a frown from Jimin.
"It's no use Y/N. I know he never felt the same things I did. As far as he was concerned he was dating her and I was just a toy in the bedroom."
As if he could hear us talking about him, Yoongi flies through the front door. With eyes red and cheeks puffy he charges straight at us, his eyes boring into Jimin as he recoils back waiting for Yoongi to take his rage out on him.
"Yoongi?" Jimin whispers as his elder just stares at him.
"Jimin.. I..." he stutters, eyes moving over Jimin's features. "Oh fuck it!"
Lunging forward whilst we all watch on in amazement, Yoongi claims Jimin's lips with his own. Removing any doubt from Jimin about his feelings towards him.
Holding Jimin's face in his hands Yoongi pulls back, Jimin speechless by what just transpired between the two of them.
Smiling at Jimin, Yoongi wipes away his tears with the pads of his thumbs, all of us just watching on in silence letting them have their moment.
"Jimin I say we don't need her for us to be together. What do you say?"
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