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: : Sad / Death 

an : Ok after this i promise happy ending one~!

: : Mafia jin ; Preschool teacher namjoon ; both are married

Jin pov

I parked my car in front of his school and waited for my husband's arrival, I lazily took out the bloody dagger from my angle strap and threw it on the backseat. "Jinnie~!" he let out a soft tone and got into the car and hugged me, "How was your day love?" i quivered pecking his forehead, "It was good~! I taught them alphabets~ it was so cutee~" he let out a coo and giggled, i hummed and pecked his cheeks. "Jinnie, how many times i've said dont throw your daggers on the seat like that, the seat is stained" he scolded, "Sorry baby" i tittered, he hummed and laid on my shoulder. 

I started to drove off to our house, half way through the drive he sat up covering his mouth, and beckoned me to stop the car immediately, i complied. He dashed out of the car and started to puke, i rushed to him and patted his back as he puked. He let out a heave sigh and languidly fell on my arms hazily, "Lets go to the hospital" i muttered and hoisted him in my arms, he was already dozing off a little to nudge me, 

"Love wake up" i whispered, he batted his eyelids and sat up rubbing his chest a little. "Come let me carry you" i muttered and hoisted him, a death glare from me was more than enough for the other's who shot us unwanted attention. 

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"Did you ate anything your allergic with or any assumption for food poison?" the doctor asked, i looked at him, he bite his lips and dangled his head a little, i frowned. "I d-dont know, i cant eat anything...i-its been going for a while now" he murmured, i frowned more. "Why didnt you tell me joonie?" i whispered, "I thought its because of my stress" he mumbled, i hummed and pecked his forehead. 

"It might be stress but constent vomiting doesn't tag along due to stress and almost a week, is impossible for both stress and food poisoning. Did you guess had intercourse recently without protection?" i pressed my lips into a firm line, namjoon was hesitating. "We did" i muttered, she broke a smile and nodded, i just hoped that it's not what i am assuming it is, for goodness's sake. "It might be pregnancy's symptoms as well, let's just get an ultrasound and it will answer our assumptions or else we need to take an mrv, maybe flu blockage could cause constent vomiting too" she terminated, i hummed. 

I followed namjoon to the ultrasound section, he laid down on the stretcher and lifted up his shirt, a little. I clenched my jaw a little, hoping that its not it. She splattered the gel on his tummy and used the transducer to move around it with a little presure, her eyes were fixated on the sonogram screen, namjoon tapped my hands a little, due to my frowns i guess, i laced our fingers together. 

"Congratulations mr.Kim you are pregnant" 

I cursed myself internally, pregnant? Right now, this shouldn't be happening, i was reverted from my thoughts by a sob, i narrowed my eyes as i saw namjoon crying, "We can abo-" 
"W-we are going to be parents jinnie! A-am s-so happy!" he cried out and hugged me tightly, i sighed and pecked his shoulder, i cant see the happiness in him. 

His hands never left his stomach as the doctor advised us the prescriptions of don't's and do's for the pregnancy, his eyes twinkled in happiness, he has been asking what to eat, what to do, and what shouldn't do, he is happy like he was never before. If this child makes him happy, then i am happy as well. I was just worried about this child due to our hardships, and me being a mafia isn't helping but for him i will risk anything and strive for him to the edge. 

"I think its a baby boy, a little seokjinnie!" he giggled rubbing his flat stomach, his hands were always resting there in a protective manner and i find it extrememly adorable. "Is it love? How your so sure? He or she isnt even a month" i giggled and pecked his tummy, we were currently basking on the couch with me rolling my head on his lap. "Motherly instinct? I dont know i feel like its a little boy" he murmured, i hummed and lifted up his shirt, as i plant soft pecks all over it.