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“Mi Amor!” He smiled at you sitting in the garden weaving flower crowns. “You’re here, I've been waiting for you.” Pouting at him you place the flower crown over his head, satisfied as it sits perfectly on him.

“Oof- I’m happy it fits you. Since you weren’t here, I was scared I made the wrong size of the crown.” Jimin chortled ruffling your hair. “You’re worried about such a silly thing? If you really wanna worry about something then worry about my size in your-” You slapped his chest covering his mouth.

“What’s wrong with you? Don’t speak Satan's syllables, our baby might hear you.” He quickly nods his head, holding his left ear mumbling sorry. “You’re forgiven, just make sure to control your horny ass.”

“Do not lie you love it when I’m horny and we make-” once again he was cut off as you glared at him. “I swear to God Jimin if I wasn’t pregnant I’d have yelled at you. Too bad, walking around with this huge baby bump consumed all my energy.”

Jimin rests his head on your lap touching your belly. “You’ll be giving birth in a few months. Let me enjoy this moment. After all, once he’s out. I’ll have to accept the reality that there is another person I’ll have to share you with. Protect him or her.”

Jimin was trying his best to get in contact with expert doctors for your treatment. It’s been over a month since you've faced that paranormal activity. On waking up the next day and finding yourself naked in his arms. All you remembered was him loving you and saying something which was a blur in your memories.

Neither Jungkook nor Louis recalled anything either. He was confused as to why he was in Busan? Jimin explained he had come here to visit his friend the royal medico. The memories of them encountering you during that incident had been permanently diminished off their brains.

He didn’t want to hide this truth from you. Nonetheless, choose to do it afraid it might scar your mind in these last stages of your pregnancy. It was a secret that he shall take with him to his tomb.

“Are you hungry? Park kitchen has its special dish ready for you.” You admit your hunger. “I’m definitely hungry. I hope you didn’t burn the kitchen down this time.” Jimin coughed, shaking his head. “It’s perfectly fine. Let’s go now.”

Wrapping his hand around your waist he guides you to the kitchen. Jungkook stood in a chef’s uniform holding a spatula. “Welcome Chef Park Jimin’s Mi Amor.” You chuckled sitting down on the chair. A bowl of ramen was placed in front of you.

“Woah you’ve improved a lot in your cooking JK.” Fist-bumping with him, you open your mouth for Jimin to feed you. “I want a wife too, so I could cook for her in pregnancy and feed her like Jimin Hyung does.” Taehyung sighed, this was Jungkook’s usual sulking behaviour.

After joining Jimin’s prestigious Park’s kitchen. All he wants is a wife, not just any wife, a pregnant wife! “Jungkook, you can’t get a pregnant wife easily. You’ll have to strive hard for it and then wait for results.” Listening to Taehyung's verdict with the younger male you choke on your food.

“Taehyung, my wife , is a woman so use your words wisely.” Jimin helped you by offering water, rubbing your back. “Yes, every wife is a woman, When did I say your wife is a man?” He amusingly questions. “Oh My God Tae, I won’t say anything furthermore.”

Groaning he starts feeding you again, losing his patience to debate with him. “Jungkook, I've heard you're graduating finally from Park’s kitchen?” He grinned, patting his shoulders. “You’ve heard it right, I’m a soon to be proud graduate student. Honestly, I didn’t like the idea of being a chef in this kitchen. Now I love it here. You should give cooking a try, Y/N.”

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