Full House PJM 🔞

XXI♥️

Y/N hated how things were left the last time she had seen Jimin. Their disagreement had put  a damper on the entire weekend her parents were visiting and left her with a sour taste in her mouth. She was pissed.

She was understandably seething with anger.

Especially because a month had now passed and Jimin still hadn't been to any of the addiction meetings. She had been in touch with the group's counselor, every Thursday and Sunday morning they would have a quick chat on the phone, trying to figure out a way to get Jimin to attend. 

She even came close to swallowing her pride and begging him.

But with every piece of advice she had received, she also was failing to follow through, too afraid of Jimin's reaction. So even though he hadn't been attending, she also hadn't taken her dad's advice either and offered to hold Jimin's hand. She was just a sitting duck, waiting for a miracle to happen.

Y/N was now 18 weeks pregnant. Almost half way. And she was still in the same predicament she was in when this all started. The only difference being that now Bun was very much making an appearance, her bump now protruding further out that in certain clothes meaning there was no hiding the fact that she was most definitely pregnant.

She had felt small movements in the past week, making everything seem all too real but with the movement came the waterworks. She wasn't crying tears of joy however. They were tears of anger. Angry that Bun had moved for the first time and she had no one around for her to be able to grab their hands so that they could enjoy the experience with her.

Her morning sickness had subsided, but her hormones were at an all time high, making her extremely sensitive and in tune with all her emotions, strong enough for her to burst into tears because the seal pup on the WWF commercial apparently looked her in the eye and telepathically asked her for help and she was upset that she couldn't fly to go help him, because she was pregnant.

Tae had been trying his best to lift her spirits. Spending the nights she wasn't working cuddled up on her sofa watching whatever crap she decided they should watch. But him spending so much time with her also brought on new challenges. Like having to deal with her yelling at him because her hormones were making her horny and he wouldn't do anything to help her.

But he was also starting to get sick of Jimin and his lack of effort. Here was his best friend, pregnant with another man's child, and he was the one that had to offer to take her shopping for furniture to go into the baby's room. 

As soon as Tae stepped into her house, he needed to take a calming breath as he heard her sobbing upstairs. Today was going to be another long day.

Taking his sweet time as he ascended the stairs, he tried to make himself remember that this is only temporary, once she gives birth everything will go back to normal.

Taking another deep breath, he followed the sound of her tears, furrowing his eyebrows as soon as he realised the sounds were coming from her guest room. The soon to be baby's room.

Pushing the door open, his bottom lip instantly jutted out as he saw her in a heap on the floor, wiping her tears with one of the muslin cloths she had already purchased with her Bun sticking out of the bottom of her tank top.

"Gorgeous? What happened this time?"

"I do-don't w-want t-to build a-a n-nursery in heeeerrre." She sobbed, causing Tae to roll his eyes before joining her on the floor and forcing her to sit up.

"You have no choice babe. This is the only spare room you have."

"No I don't." She shakes her head, elegantly wiping her snotty nose on her arm. "I have lots of rooms at Jimin's house. And that's where the nursery should be. Maybe I should just forget everything. Forget everything that happened and just deal with it. Get used to the fact that he has an addiction. Just so long as me and Bun can have him, I don't care anymore."

"Y/N." Tae groans, dropping his head as he sighs in frustration. "We've been over this. It's not healthy for you two to be together until he seeks help. Addiction is an illness, he's not well right now and I don't want you being around that and causing yourself stress"

"Then maybe you could help him?" Y/N says as she perks up at the thought. "You could go with him, make sure he attends the meetings?"

"I don't know Y/N." Tae groaned. "Shouldn't he be going to these things alone?"

"Well he's not. But if you make him go, go with him to the first meeting he can see that it's not so bad. And then maybe he will continue on his own. Please Tae, I don't ask you for much?"

"Seriously?" Tae scoffed. "You told me to change my cologne because it was reminding you of Jimin and making you horny. As much as I love you Y/N, I really don't want to get involved like this. What if he freaks out and we end up fighting?" 

Dramatically poking out her bottom lip, she forced a tear to slip down the apple of her cheek as she looked up at him, tugging on his shirt like a child asking for attention.

"Please Taetae."

"Don't call me that! You know I can't say no to you when you call me that."

"For me?"

"For fucks sake! When is the next meeting?"

"Wednesday's and Saturdays at noon." She grinned, clapping her hands before she rolled over onto her hands and knees forcing her body off of the floor.

"So the next one is conveniently in an hour?" Tae sighed, standing also and smoothing out his pants. "Where is it?"

"At the church hall down the street. Oh my god Tae you're the best!"

Leaping into his arms, her added weight caused his body to lurch forward, almost dropping her in the process if it wasn't for the death grip her arms had around his neck.

"You owe me big time." He breathed out, prying her away from his body.

"I really appreciate it Tae. We both do." Rubbing her bump as she smiled up at him, he felt his walls crumble and his scowl soften.

Back to work tomorrow after 10 days off 😫😫