Full House PJM 🔞

XVII♥️

"Bab-Y/N, it's almost six, you need to wake up now."

Nudging her gently as he whispers in her ear, Jimin couldn't help the smile that was etched on his face. To see her curled up in their bed again brought him hope.

Although he knew that for right now it was only for the weekend, he couldn't help but think that she was slowly coming back to him already.

He had a plethora of guest rooms for her to choose from, but she chose his, theirs to sleep in.

Whilst letting her sleep, he paced the hall outside of the bedroom countless times, wondering if she was expecting him to join her, or if she had only chosen his bed as it was a comforting place for her. It was familiar to her, like climbing into your own bed for the first time after being away on vacation. Nothing can beat your own bed with its own smell of home.

So he left her to it. He knows she's the type of woman to voice her opinions and needs, so when he followed her into the room and watched her fall asleep in seconds, he knew his chances of a snuggle were slim.

But they had two nights. Two nights for him to take a chance and see where her head was at. Even the thought of reaching over to her in the dead of night and pulling her close had his body tingling in anticipation.

"Jimin." She breathed out, smiling up at him as soon as her eyes fluttered open. "That was the best nap I've ever had."

Stretching her tired body, the crack in her bones made him wince before he held out his hand for her, helping her from the bed and onto her feet.

"How are you feeling?"

"Still dizzy. And a little queasy." She grimaced. "But it's what to be expected. Did my parents call?"

"They did." He nodded, walking out of the room behind her. "They are thirty minutes away and there is already a pot of peppermint tea waiting for you in the kitchen."

"And your parents? Did they decide if they were coming tonight or tomorrow? If it's tonight I need to start cooking pronto."

"Tonight." Jimin sighed, instinctively reaching out for her hand as they reached the top of the stairs.

Smiling as she took his hand, she let him escort her down the spiral staircase. She had noticed he had become more cautious with her since finding out she was carrying his child. Just the subtle things like helping her out of bed, propping pillows behind her head whenever she sat on the sofa, and like now, holding her hand tightly as she tackled the tall staircase.

But she understood his reasoning completely. She was now encasing precious cargo.

"But you're not cooking." Jimin continued. "My dad will just have to suck it up and realise he will have to wait at least another year before you cook for him again."

"Maybe just dessert." Y/N said, letting go of his hand and walking towards the kitchen. "I think I can manage making a cheesecake or maybe a gateau. Can you help me?"

"Of course I can." Jimin grinned. "I would love nothing more."

Settling on a cheesecake, Jimin watched in awe as Y/N effortlessly navigated the kitchen whipping up a glorious looking dessert in no time. Just with a few small pauses to gain her composure each time a wave of nausea hit. She had learnt pretty well already how to keep it down, slowly sipping on her tea before getting right back to the task at hand.

"Jimin, can you put some sugar in a pan on the stove? I'm going to make some salted caramel to drizzle over the top."

"Yes my love." He nodded, sucking in a breath as the pet name fell from his lips, only for him to release the breath as soon as he noticed her smiling.

No matter what may come of them, she will always be his love. He knew from the moment he declared his feelings for her that night she sat staring up at him from her bathtub, that she would always be his only love. Together or not, she had his heart. So for him to suddenly need to watch the way he addressed her was tough. He just hoped she understood that.

Stepping back from the stove as the sugar began to melt, he watched over her shoulder as the white granules started to stick together in a warm brown goo, passing her the sea salt as she reached out for it before stepping back behind her.

"Y/N? Do you have a baby bump yet? I know it's different for everyone but I thought that with your figure, you might start to show sooner than later."

"A tiny one." She nodded, continuing to stir the caramel to avoid it burning. "Have a feel if you want."

"S-Seriously?"

Watching her nodding in response with her back still turned, Jimin took a step forward and carefully wrapped his arms around her waist before gently settling his hands on her slightly protruding bump.

Sucking in a breath, he felt as if he was holding his entire world in his hands. The most precious thing was now back within his grasp, and she was carrying his child.

"I told you it's not much."

"It's perfect." He whispered, softly rubbing his nose along the few wisps of her hair that were within reach.

"Well it's going to get much bigger." She giggled, leaning into him as she turned off the stove. "You won't be able to reach all the way around it pretty soon."

"But will you at least give me the chance?"

As she turned in his arms to face him, he respectfully let them drop to the side, but not stepping back from her and keeping the close proximity awaiting for her to take him back.

"Have you been to your first meeting yet?" She asked, looking up at him as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

"Well, no but-"

"Then no." She cuts, stepping away from him. "All you need to do is get yourself fixed Jimin, then, baby and me, will be in your arms forever. But the longer you make us wait, the further away from you we'll get."

So I asked and you answered. A few said for me to publish in a way that was better for me. The others said to keep publishing daily. No one said longer chapters so here it is! Sticking with the short daily ones for now.