Replacement [Jikook ff] ✅

Part 8

A few days later.

Jimin's POV

"Hi, is this Park Jimin's house?" I heard a familiar voice from the front door's intercom after I was awaken from my nap in the living room.

Looking to mom who had answered the visitor, I widened my eyes when I saw the silhouette on the screen.

What is he doing here?!

Getting up from the couch and immediately turning off the tv screen that was showing some random movies, I walked to my mom.

"Yes, but may I know who you are? Why are you looking for my son?" mom asked, looking suspicious when a handsome young man was visiting the house, looking for me nonetheless.

"Ma'am, I'm Jungkook. Jimin's boyfriend - uh, the ex, I guess?" Jungkook seemed nervous for the first time ever, and I couldn't believe how he just introduced himself to my mom.

"You're -" cutting off the intercom before my mom could answer the boy, I caught my mom's hand and turned her to look at my desperate eyes.

"Mom, don't let him in, please" I begged, not wanting to be in the same compound as the boy.

Even simply hearing his voice made my heart thumped harder.

But also made my heart ached.

"He's the father, right?" she looked down to my tummy and I hugged it with my arms instinctively, feeling goosebumps as mom's question affected me.

"Well, yes. But I don't want to meet him," looking down to my feet, I only lifted up my face when mom placed her warm palm under my jaw, making me look into her confident eyes.

"Then get inside, you don't have to meet him," mom told soft, her voice soothing as always.

"Mom, please"

"I know you like the boy, Jimin. But for some reason you guys broke up. I won't force you to tell me why, but I want to at least meet the man who captured my son's heart. Can I at least meet him? I promise I'll kick him out if he's a scumbag," she sounded determined, and I couldn't help but laugh at what she called Jungkook as.

"Pft, mom! He's not a scumbag,"

"Okay, whatever. Now get into your room, I'll let you know when he already left. You can take some snacks upstairs, don't let my grandchild hungry," she pinched my cheeks lovingly and I kissed her forehead after she let go.

Pulling her into a hug, mom patted my back soothingly, giving comfort even without me asking her to.

"Love you, mom" mumbling into her hair, mom's voice muffled against my shoulder as she was smaller than me.

"I love you too, my baby"

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Jungkook's POV

The gate clicked open after a few minutes of the intercom being cut off, and I took a deep breath in and out before getting into the Park's residence.

It was homey and lovely.

The front yard was beautiful, filled with colours of the various flowers that were tenderly taken care of.

It's warm.

The front door opened, revealing a very cute middle-aged lady that looked so much like Jimin, and I figured instantly that she would be the one who answered the intercom just now.

"Mrs. Park? I'm Jungkook,"

"Yes, come inside" she invited almost immediately, and I was shocked that she didn't kick me out after how I introduced myself earlier.