Full House PJM 🔞

XXIII♥️

Y/N felt like she had been waiting a lifetime for Taehyung to come back to her place. Other than the one text telling her that Jimin had made it to the meeting, it had been radio silence and she was going insane with worry.

What if he rejected the help again?

What if he denied there was anything wrong with him and walked out half way through the meeting?

What if he had a nervous breakdown and is currently running the streets like a mad man? Naked?

All of these ludicrous thoughts went through her mind as she tried to preoccupy herself by folding the baby clothes she had bought over and over, each item of clothing a modest white or yellow as to match whichever gender Bun would turn out to be.

Any time someone would ask her what she would prefer, she went with the go to answer 'I don't mind as long as it's healthy'

When she really wanted to say girl. 'I want a girl that I can dress up in pretty dresses and pigtails and watch her dad become a puddle of mush around her and give in to her every demand just like my daddy did with me'

But that's not politically correct. Especially if it was to turn out to be a boy.

On her knees resting back on her heels, the pile of baby clothes in front of her didn't quite look right yet again as she began to unfold them once more, contemplating looking up origami online just as she heard her front door click open.

"Tae?" She called out, just before hearing him skipping up the stairs.

"Hey gorgeous." He sighed, looking down at her bump poking out from under her sports bra.

"How did it go?" She asked cautiously, gripping tightly on the onesie in her hands awaiting his response.

She could feel her heartbeat accelerating, like his next sentence was holding her fate. The rest of her life was hanging on today's outcome. If Jimin was still refusing to do what he needed to do to get her and Bun back in his life, she knew that it meant that she would now have to move on, and come to terms with the fact that she was now going to be a single mother.

"Ask him yourself." Tae breathed out a smile, stepping aside to reveal Jimin standing in the hall behind him.

"Jiminie." She whispered, happy to see him for the first time in a month.

As he stepped into the room, she could feel her chest tightening as she held her breath. The most important person in the world to her was finally within arms reach, mere metres away and he finally had a smile on his face.

Jimin's eyes drifted down her body, his own breath hitching as he spotted Bun making an appearance and resting cutely on top of her thighs. Her pregnancy glow made her look even more beautiful to him which he never thought possible. She was always the most stunning in his eyes, but now she looked on the verge of becoming angel-like.

Kneeling in front of her and taking her hands in his, Jimin could see her eyes sparkling with hope as she looked at him.

He hated what he was doing to his sweet girl. It pained him to think of what he must have put her through just for the sake of his pride. But now that his walls were officially broken down, he was determined to continue and be the man she needed him to be. It wasn't fair what he was doing. Burying his head in the sand expecting it all to go away and wait for her to just forget the whole thing. He needed to prove he was worthy of being by her side.

"I'll get better. I promise." He smiled at her, letting go of one of her hands to gently place it on top of Bun.

She nodded silently, revelling in the warmth of his hand on her bare stomach.

After they had told Jimin their plans of going shopping for baby supplies today, Jimin kindly asked that they wait, that he wanted to be the one shopping with her.

As much as he appreciated Tae for everything he had done for her, he felt that as the father it was his duty to do these kinds of things with her. It was all in the fun of having a baby. He hated that he had missed out on almost half of the pregnancy, so he wanted to make sure that he would be around for everything baby related from here on out.

He knew he was getting ahead of himself, believing that he was cured after one session with the counsellor. But he already felt different, hopeful. He could feel that going to these sessions were going to help him, hearing the stories of other people in similar situations. He was almost terrified into wanting to get better, hearing the stories of others that had been battling the addiction for years, some even decades. And he didn't want to be like them. Every single of them looked like they had already given up on life, letting it get as far as losing everything they owned but still chasing that one big win that would never come.

But looking at Y/N, 18 weeks pregnant across the dining table in her home, he knew he had already hit the jackpot.

Holding the hamburger out in front of himself, he smiled at Y/N before taking a big bite, chewing slowly as he watched her bottom lip begin to quivver before tears began streaming down her face.

"Why are you crying?" He asked through a mouth full of food.

"B-Because your food looks better than m-mine." She sobbed, dropping her own burger down on her plate and burying her face in her hands.

Glancing at Tae, Jimin's eyebrows knitted together as he observed him completely ignoring his sobbing best friend beside him.

"Beautiful, we're eating exactly the same thing."

"Yeah b-but yours looks like it tastes b-better." She sobbed again, her voice muffled by her tears and her hands.

"Do you want to swap baby?" Jimin asked carefully, slowly placing the remains of his own burger down on his plate. "Would that make you feel better?"

As soon as the offer left his mouth, her hands were thrown straight out in front of her body, making grabby hands at him before he lifted his plate and handed it to her.

"You better get used to this." Taehyung laughed, watching as she ate Jimin's food, as well as her own.