Our Lives Turned Upside Down *A BTS Reverse Harem (On Hold)

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Nari's POV

After Nyx's last delivery of soup, I lock Cas and myself in our room. I'm curled up against him now, hugging his neck like he's my rock that's going to help me weather the storm. I listen as Tae knocks at the door for the third time within the last two hours. I drag myself out of bed and to my door. "Hey Bear, everything is ok, I just need a little time," I say, trying to sound soft and sweet so as to not hurt his feelings.

"Hummingbird, please let me in, I want to give you hugs and kisses," Tae replies. His voice has a slight whine to it, and even though it's adorable and does make me smile, I have to turn him down just for tonight.

Namjoon and Hobi have also requested entry into my sanctuary, but I kindly told them to bugger off. I am still in that dazed state of processing a life changing information. When Nyx told me the test was positive I felt like my chest was going to cave in. I am so scared, so unprepared; am I capable of not fucking up this kid's life? I don't exactly have any examples of great parenting. 

My mom was a promiscuous TA who had an "oops" baby with an exchange student. Since taking care of a baby meant less nights partying, they dropped me in my grandparent's laps and were rarely seen. Their raucous lifestyles quickly landed them in the pits of addiction and….well it wasn't pretty. But that's not me, I'm not my parents…. or grandparents. I escaped that cycle and worked fucking hard to better myself, and most of that I did without help from anyone. Now, I've got Nyx, and the guys. I have a family. It's new, there are still kinks to iron out, and we don't get along all the time, but this is still my home. Our home.

I place my hand on my stomach as if that little thing can feel me trying to convey all the love I have to give. This kid is going to be smothered with affection. My mind flicks through an imagined future of the guys running around trying to chase a toddler that should be able to be caught yet somehow evades all attempts to be captured. It's quite hilarious.

I know that there is another half to this child, a father. One of the six. I have absolutely no idea who's it could be since I had sex with them all before we left Korea. Fuck, what if it's Yoongi's? I can see that he would be a doting dad, but he hates my guts, and that is a surefire recipe for childhood trauma. What about the others though? While I adore Jungkook, I just don't think he's ready. He's still so much of a kid himself, he should be able to enjoy that feeling a little longer.

My thoughts circle til late in the night; imagining all sorts of scenarios, good and bad. I need to take care of Cas, he's been so patient with me. Poking my head out into the hallway, I listen intently. I don't hear anything, hopefully it's late enough that everyone is shut away in their rooms. Silently Cas and I slip through the house and out the door to the backyard. He does his business and I take him back in to feed him. 

I lay on one of the couches while he munches away. Slowly my thoughts settle into a more peaceful pattern, but that fear of the unknown doesn't leave me. After a while I take Cas back outside and with a sigh I take a seat on the top step. Movement at the edge of my vision makes me turn quickly. Someone is sitting in the shadows, they stand and step into the moonlight.

"I knew you'd come out here eventually," Jin says in a calm voice. I breathe a sigh of relief; for some reason Jin seems like the easiest person to talk to right now.

"Hey Handsome," I say quietly. He sits down next to me on the step and I rest my head on his shoulder. We sit in comfortable silence for a while, Cas laying behind me.

"This seems familiar," he comments. I don't need to see his face to know that he's smiling.

I laugh a little, "I guess you were right, life is pretty unpredictable."