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by rinnwritess

: : Joon pov

"Dont make me feast you to my bullet!" i yelled pulling out my shotgun,he slammed me on the brick cold tainted wall and traced his dagger over my figurine, i tackled myself from his grip and placed the dagger under his throat, "M-mafia Kims! C-calm down!" our mannegers stammered, parting us apart.

"We need to collaborate to take down the heist Kim, not tackle and kill one another" the other mafia's spoke. "If thats what you want, then im out of this....i would never collaborate with him, would rather die by jumping off a cliff" i muttered, "Noone wanted to collaborate with you either, i am going on my own path, i can take down the heist myself" he chuckled, i glared at him, he glared back. We ended up encountering a confrontation ; we were forced apart to leave the place without killing one another.

I smiled as i felt two muscular arms around my waist, i pecked his lips my tilting my head, he gave a soft kiss on my nape. "Pussys still cant find out" he chuckled for which i hummed. "They ordered me to kill you...you know what i did?" he asked for which i tittered. "I killed them" he murmred, i hummed knowingly. "We are married for two years by now yet they cant find out....stupids" he chuckled. "How they would? When we fight like hooligans there" i chuckled, "And fuck like rabbits here" he growled, i hummed and tilted my head for him as he slowly started to grind on me.

"Would never get enough of these" he panted and pulled me to his chest. "I swear...i cant feel my bottom" i groaned a little. "I love you baby" he professed and pulled me to his chest, "Love you more seok...so much" i whispered and pecked his bare chest.

"Mafia Kim calm down!" they shrieked, as i pressed the gun on seokjin's forehead, seokjin smirked and blew a flying kiss by puckering his lips for me, it was hard to not break into a chuckle. We sat on our seats again, forged glaring at one another with a stoic face, but in reality we were sending love letters to one another through the phone,

The meeting went good, with the marketing manager explaining the heist's cost and everything. I felt a bobbling sensation at the pit of my throat, i tried to clear my throat but it made me sick.Seokjin gave me a concerned look, i covered my mouth and hasted out of the room.

Jin pov

I fiddled with my sweaty palm, its been fifteen minutes and namjoon isnt back yet. "Jimin-ah cover up for me" i whispered to my assistant who nodded, i maneuvered out of the room and dashed to the toilet, knowingly.

"Fuck" i cursed and crouched down to him as he puked a bucket, i rubbed his back as he puked. He held his head and threw himself on me after puking, "You okay babe? What did you ate earlier?" i asked pecking his forehead, he clung to my shoulder and whimpered. "S-seokjin m-my tummy hurts...r-really bad" he cried, i lurked over the toilet. "Fuck this crap" i cursed and hoisted him on my arms and dashed out of the building ignoring the gasps and wide stares we got.

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"Is he alright?" i asked at the doctor, she smiled and patted my back. "he's approximately, Three months pregnant, the pain was normal...cramps and he is lacking nutrition, just a little...he needs to eat more" she smiled, my lips curled to the brightest. "Baby?!" i shrieked for which she chuckled and nodded. I pumped my fist in joy and dashed to his room,

"Fuck baby! We are gonna be parents!" i shrieked and peppered his face with my saliva smooches, he snarled and giggled afterward. "You have a little bean!" i murmured and made little gestures near his tummy, "Wait...but why arent you showing yet? Your tummy is still....flat" i trailed worried. "Thats normal young man, some people dont show alot,barely recognizable" she muttered for which i hummed.

"Tell me what he should do and shouldnt, i will make sure to gawk on him!" i muttered grinning, she chuckled. "Looks like your husband is gonna coddle you" she tittered, "Of course! Our first baby!" i muttered with enthusiasm. She wrote a prescription and gave me a guide template. "You not touching anything namjoon! Im carrying you!" i muttered and hoisted him on my arms. "Seokie im just pregnant not paralyzed!" he whined.

"Nope, not gonna burden you...youre gonna grow big tummy soon so nope not allowing you on your feet anytime soon" i muttered for which he rolled his eyes playfully.

"Seokjin it itches and its damped with your saliva!" he scolded for which i snarled and continued to smooch all over his tummy. "Seokjin for real...you're insane, you didnt let me walk!" he whined. I hummed and poked his belly softly and kissed it. "I feel like i cant walk! My legs are paralyzed, atleast let me walk a litt-" "Nope! You have a baby bumpie look? Not gonna let you" i scolded. I have really been protective of him, over protective on other words. Rumors about us being together is all over the media's but we enclosed ourselves in our house for a month by now, to protect my little baby.

I pecked his tummy and snuggled more, i squeaked when i felt a little force. "Namjoon...the baby-" "THE BABY'S FIRST KICK!" he let out a wail, poor baby started to weep afterwards, everything is overwhelming for my baby, even monie wriggling his tail is emotional for him.

"Namjoon you dont need to love" i whispered and rubbed his belly softly, he shook his head as 'no' adamantly and wore his long coat to hide the clearly visible, six and half months of baby bump ; it as wasn't big as a supposedly seven-month baby bump, more like three months. "Then be beside me always" i muttered and shoved my shotguns into my knee strap and torso strap. He hummed and made grabby hands for me, blinking his eyes with his puckered lips. I cooed and hoisted him on my arms, and walked towards our limo.

"Mafia Kims!" they muttered bowing for us, both of us pulled out our usual poker face. They lurked on us as we sat beside one another, "Initiate the meeting" i muttered, the meeting went quite well but with little hassles, mostly the unwanted stares we got. I slowly rubbed namjoon's tummy softly under the table, glaring at the others, possessively.

"Mafia Kim if you dont mind...why are you sticking up to Mafia Kim, you were always on one another's neck...and now a sudden change?" he chuckled,

"Fell for seduction?" he quivered, i growled at that eyebrows knitting. "Dont fucking open your mouth Hyungsyuk!" i snarled, "Truth is always bitter" he muttered, i lost my last straw. I swiveled namjoon's chair to me, and pulled him closer to me, he stared at me baffled. "My husband...and now the father of my child..." i snarled, gasps filled the air.

"I swear, if any of you try to lay a finger on him...i swear that's your last day breathing on this earth" i muttered in a warning manner, i undid namjoon's coat and placed it behind his chair, smugly showing the baby bump and caressed it. "Mine" i growled at the others, namjoon smiled and pecked my cheeks causing me to mirror his actions.