Beast, Blood, & Soul

* 42 *

"Hello?" the voice of my mom always makes me smile.

"Hey Mom, gotta bit of an odd question for you," I tell her.

"I hope everything is okay?" she asks.

"Oh yeah, we're good, but I got into an odd conversation recently and I was just wondering, do you remember what you were doing when you got pregnant with me?"

"Pregnant with you? What sort of conversations are you having?" She asks, clearly surprised by my question.

"I know this is coming out of left field," I hedge.

"You're not pregnant, are you? Did you have sex without any protection?" She asks, worried.

"MOM!" I laugh, half in embarrassment and half in surprise, " Geez, no I'm not pregnant. I haven't even had sex with anyone yet." Whoops, didn't mean to let that slip.

"Oh, Wow. Good. You had me worried there for a bit." How do I get myself into these things? Oh, yeah, I ask dumb questions. I shake my head.

"Seriously though, Do you happen to remember the circumstances around when you got pregnant with me?"

"Sorry baby girl, it's been almost 30 years, so no. The delivery was more of what I remember. I remember how hard we tried to get pregnant with you and then just as we were about to give up, I get pregnant by accident. It was a normal pregnancy, but the delivery took a long time. You were born blue from the umbilical cord being wrapped around your neck but you eventually were fine. It was a rough start to your life, but look at how you turned out. I couldn't be any more proud of you."

"Awww, Mom," I say, slightly embarrassed by her praise.

"However, if you get pregnant before your ready, I'll have to wonder if you lost a few brain cells when you nearly suffocated," she says pointedly.

I laugh at her sarcastic comment, "Don't worry Mom, I'm not pregnant and in no hurry to get pregnant. I need a man I can count on to not run first." I quip.

"Well, you let me know if you need me to knock some sense into those boys of yours. One of them should be able to man up." Gosh, I love my mom. We laugh over her statement and I end the phone call soon after.

I turn around and face my apartment. I look at my backpack and make sure I've got everything I need. I put fresh batteries in the flashlight in case I"m there late and I put on my good hiking boots.

Just as I'm putting on my coat, my phone rings, and I see it's from Namjoon. Crap.

"Hey, Namjoon, What's up?"

"Just checking on you. Are you doing okay? You had us worried this morning." I can hear voices in the background. They sound like something is going on.

"I'm good. Just relaxing before having dinner. Are you guys all locked down?" I ask. More voices can be heard over his phone.

"We're getting there. Jungkook is fighting us now. We should have locked him up when he was still being reasonable." I hear a scuffle in the back. I hear "Let me talk to her," Yelled in the background.

"Namjoon, maybe if I talk to him, I can get him to calm down and go to the cage?" I say.

"That's what I was hoping, here he is," I hear the phone being handed over.

"Y/N, I love you. So so much." I hear Jungkook's breathly and slightly feverish-sounding confession.

"I love you, too. Are you okay?" I ask him.