The Toxicity | Taehyung x Jungkook

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Eɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ

I stare at the sonogram pictures of my unborn child, this time was different. I couldn't believe my eyes that I was having another child, bringing another child into a fearful marriage. Months went by, and I still have yet to stumble across him. I would be lying if I said I never thought about him or if he found a new lover.

I missed him.

And I needed to know who the father of my unborn child is.

Taehyung walks into our shared room, kissing my forehead and giving me the omelette I had requested earlier. I don't know what happened, but my husband dearest made a drastic change. He hasn't hurt me in a while. He's kind and loving.

Which makes my cheating worse, I actually felt guilty.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, and I smile.

"I'm tired, but I'm great." I say, as he takes the sonogram pictures out my hand.

"It'll be over soon." He says, rubbing my stomach softly.

"I think we're having a boy again." I say, and he smiles.

"I guess I'll have to fill you up again until we get our little girl." He teases, and I giggle.

"Taehyung?" I ask.

"Yes?"  He asks.

"Thank you." I say.

"For what?" He asks.

"Being nice again, it's refreshing." I say, and he takes a deep breath and only kisses my forehead.

"I've been meaning to talk to you. I think we should start over for the sake of this baby. I've made unforgivable and unforgettable choices, and you're the woman I love Kilinia... we should talk things out." He says, and my eyes widen.

"I couldn't agree more, it'll be a good thing for us." I say, and he smiles before kissing me and leaving the room.

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Five Months Ago

"Fuck my life." I mutter, as I peed on the stick.

I slept with them both, who am I to know who's the father? I look at the lines that started to appear on the stick and the tears fell down my face. I couldn't have this baby? It wouldn't be fair? I didn't know what I was going to do or how I was going to go about it. I quickly wrap the pregnancy stick in a plastic bag and throw it in the trash.

Nobody needed to know anything right now, it's not necessary. I was going to see Jungkook today and I was going to be normal. Even if this was his child? What am I to do?

I couldn't break up my family? What if Taehyung takes Kiden away? But that's not fair to rob this child from their true father as well? I started to cry some more. I truly felt dysfunctional, and I had no idea what I was going to do.

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