𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

☆ 𝐰 𝐨 𝐫 𝐤 ☆

🍈🥀 Synopsis 🥀🍈

Taekook lose their most precious thing because of taehyung's work.

Taehyung walked into the huge mansion after locking the door. He noticed how there were no guards around the house and frowned. Realising they were on leave today, he nodded to himself.

He sighed and sat down on the luxurious sofa, wondering where his husband was as he switched on his phone. He had switched it off earlier when he was in an important meeting because jungkook, his husband, kept giving him constant calls.

Thinking the male was just being clingy due to his pregnancy, he turned it off as they meeting was about expanding their mafia by merging smaller gangs with his.

"hm?"

He hummed out, looking at the number 96 on top of the call icon on the bottom right. Clicking on it, he raised an eyebrow as he looked at the amount of missed calls he got from jungkook.

His heart beat raised as his stomach twisted in anxiety, the worst of scenarios making their way into his mind. He rocketed off the sofa as he ran upstairs, breaths coming as short puffs.

"jungkook?!"

He burst the door of their bedroom open, eyes darting all over the place in nervousness. His attentive ears picked up the faint sound of jungkook's ringtone and followed it till he was standing in front of the washroom.

"jungkook are you here-"

He asked while opening the door, only to feel like he had gotten a punch right on his chest at the sight in front of him.

"j-jungkoo-"

He mumbled, his eyes taking in the horrendous picture. Jungkook sat there, beside the toilet as his back leaned against the tiles wall. But that was not what mattered. What mattered was that the male was in a pool of thick red liquid, some still flowing, as he stared at the wall in front his, his eyes containing zero emotions.

One of his hand was placed on his 6 month old bump while the other held his phone in his hand limply as it kept buzzing and ringing.

Taehyung's eyes widened comically wide as he rushed towards jungkook and squatted down in front of him.

"hey, baby, what happened?"

He asked in urgency, his hands and eyes fastly moving around his body to find any type of physical wound which he was hoping from where the blood was flowing out. Jungkook gave him no reaction at all, only a small tear slipping out of his eyes.

" jungkook?! What happened?!"

Taehyung asked, horrified, while he desperately shook the smaller male for any type of reply or reaction. He placed his hand on his bump upon receiving none from jungkook, feeling his heart slowly slide into his stomach at how there was no movement at all.

He knew, he knew that the baby girl was always moving. He had dealt a way too much of jungkook whining about how uncomfortable it was. And she would particularly move more at the voice of her father.

"jungkook... What's going on...?"

He asked lowly, tears forming in his eyes along with a big lump in his throat. Jungkook's eyes slowly averted towards his husband, nose flaring as he tried not to break down while fat tears continuously rolled down his cheeks.