Part 22

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Jungkook's POV
1 month later
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"An apology is an apology" my manager says to me while my staff tries to put makeup on my face as I continue swatting their hands away "Jungkook -" he says getting irritated. I look at him

"I don't want to get all dressed up just to tell the world I'm sorry my husband is a fucking idiot" I sigh while shaking my head

"I know your upset -"

"Do you though?" I ask while cutting him off

"Jungkook. People just want answers, and NO ONE is giving it to them. Not you or your husband"

"Who cares? It's no one's fucking business on what is going on behind closed doors"

"And that's the problem. Now people are starting to make their own assumptions, their own opinions on the matter, and it doesn't look good"

"I still don't see the problem" I say seeing as he shakes his head at me

"Look - you both use to be the couple that all communities looked up too" he says, making me roll my eyes "If you don't want to do it because your still upset about your husband then - do it for your fans that love you and Taehyung but - mostly you, specifically. They fight for you Jungkook and stay supporting you even through all of this" I then sigh, slowly nodding my head

He's right. The love, the edits, even the supporting uplifting comments. They deserve it

"When do I start recording?"

"Now" he says backing up. He signals the cameramen to start recording while the camera stays on my face. Watching as he tells them to start, I stand there just thinking while staring in outer space spilling my heart out but not without finishing my 7-minute video telling some people to stop disrespecting my husband. Yea, I'm mad as hell at him, and his calls never stop when I want them too but that doesn't mean I'm going to just stand around while they talk so negative about him.

"How was that?" I say to my manager who ends up giving me a thumbs up

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The next day
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Hopping out the shower, I start to get ready. I walk over to my phone checking the time. Y/N has a 6-month check-up today and my god I'm so excited. It's the day we get to figure out what we are having. She says she doesn't care since she's giving the baby away to Taehyung and I and I know I shouldn't either but I'm really hoping for a -

Girl

Why you ask? Because when it comes to my baby sister Levian, as a brother, I feel like I failed her. And I just want to start over but if I don't get my girl, I will still love my son just the same.

Finishing putting on my clothes, I grab my car keys, walking out the room. Heading to Y/N's room, I knock on her door while she takes centuries to open it. And when she does, I stare at her sleepy hair and half opened eyes as I feel my eyebrows knit together

"What's up Jungkook?" she says rubbing her eyes while struggling to look at me

"Did you forget we have a fucking appointment?"

"Forrrrrr whatttttt?" she whines while stumping a little making me roll my eyes

"For this one" I say placing my hand on her belly while she stands their unfazed with her eyes still closed "So please get dressed and brush them funky fangs so we can go please. We get to find out what we're having today" she then nods like a little child closing the door "WE'RE LEAVING IN 20!!" I yell through her door before walking down the stairs

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