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Jangmi's Pov Bongcha stared at your hands grabbing them softly in her own. "Jangmi... everything's going to be okay I promise. You still have me." She tried her best to reassure you but it wasn't working.
You had just lost your boyfriend of two years to a mysterious girl named Haeyoung. You would've been okay if you weren't stuck in the middle of such an enormous problem. There was an issue, it was something that couldn't be fixed in days, months or even years.
You were pregnant... no boyfriend, no father, no support from your family, just Bongcha (your close friend) and your cat Yangmi. Flinging the pregnancy test across the restroom you collapsed on the floor in tears. The tile became a blurry mess and your knees refrained you to get up from the position you put yourself in.
"Jangmi come on the floor is cold you've been there for like 30 minutes already," she whined.
"I'm okay here on the floor." Bongcha refused to leave you there sobbing uncontrollably especially when the floor was way colder than the winter breeze outside. She grabbed your arms, placing your cold frail body on the bed to cry some where more warm. After she was done covering you in a soft duvet she placed Yangmi by your feet and turned the lights off.
In the morning she came to your room waking you up softly with a tug.
"What are we gonna do Jangmi? You know about the baby cooking in your oven? You know I'll support you in what ever you chose."
"I want to keep it." You simply stated pushing off of bed to throw up, the pain was getting worse by the second. Maybe it was the fact that you were scared and you finally managed to say you were keeping the tiny human growing in you. Or you know what it could've been too? The fact that you hadn't eaten since yesterday evening.
Bongcha walked over to the kitchen holding your arms after you finished cleaning up. She was nice enough to run out of the house to get food to make breakfast.
The sweet smells of homemade raspberry pancakes made your stomach growl even more. "Here sit down I'll serve you some. Do you want butter and syrup?" You nodded without realizing it. Your eyes stayed fixated in the plate of warm, fluffy pancakes as it was being set down in front of you.
The pancakes were gone as soon as they arrived, you kind of smiled there for a second, it was satisfying to eat the stuff she cooks. It was legitimately the first meal that didn't make you throw up in three weeks.
Once you helped Bongcha clean up the dishes you both went out for a nice walk. Since it was winter street vendors sold warm chocolate drinks and snacks that held sweet scents. You sipped slowly on a cup of hot chocolate to not burn your tongue.
Suddenly a large man nearly knocked you down while he was crossing your path. Sadly your hot chocolate didn't go untouched for it had been spilled on the floor. The tall man was wearing a dark blue suit with his hair slicked back. Right beside him was a another tall man wearing a suit as well but with dark glasses.
