Sequel to All In.
They're engaged, Y/N now runs her own poker club, they are madly in love and filthy rich.
What could go wrong?????
Me, the author. I'm what could go wrong 😑
Mature content 🔞
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"Do you really think this is a good idea right now Y/N?"
After taking her home like she asked, although Tae didn't like or agree with what Jimin had done, he didn't think frantically packing her bags was a great idea either.
She's two weeks away from giving birth so no matter how angry she is, she just simply doesn't have time to give Jimin the cold shoulder as suddenly decides to move out... again.
"I can't be with a man that has no qualms about lying to me Tae." Y/N sobbed, throwing her maternity clothes into a duffel bag. "Me and Bun deserve better."
"I agree, I totally do." Tae responds, gently taking a dress from your grasp and placing it on the bed. "But you could give birth any minute Y/N. As much as I want to rearrange his face with my fist right now, you're going to need him. You both are."
"So what, you think I should just turn a blind eye to his deceit? Let him get away with it because I won't be able to afford diapers without him? I'm too hard headed for that Tae."
"Don't I know it." Tae huffs.
The two of them spent the next 30 minutes throwing insults at each other, fighting over items of clothing and dodging each other's slaps. Tae was fully aware that if he was caught slapping a pregnant woman he would probably be thrown in jail, but he didn't care, she had it coming. And besides, he wasn't hitting her hard and it was nowhere near her bump.
"Tae! Will you just fuck off?!" She screamed, yanking her suitcase away from him as he failed in another attempt to stop her. "You can't change my mind about this!"
"Maybe we can."
Turning at the sound of a disembodied voice coming from the hall, her back tenses at the sight of the rest of her friends appearing at the door to her room.
"Please guys, not now."
"Are you really going to leave Jimin... again?" Jin asks, stepping inside the room, taking a sly look around as he realised he had never been in their room before. "Nice place."
"You guys saw him! He lied yet again, knew he would be seen on national tele, left the state when his girlfriend is close to giving birth to HIS child and and and... he pissed me off!"
"Really?" Yoongi huffed as he walked into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. "Couldn't tell."
"Don't you think you should talk to him first? At least hear his side of the story?" Namjoon asked.
"Or check the fucking internet?!" Jungkook whined, pulling his phone out of his pocket and shoving it in her face. "Look!"
Pushing his phone away from her face, she winced as she rubbed her handover her bump. Her braxton hicks always reared its ugly head whenever she felt stressed, as if the baby was feeling it too and was also mad at her dad.
