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52 - Maturity

Jimin wasn't doing great at all. He was curled up in bed ever since he left the hospital. He bawled his eyes out. Finding out that Jungkook was the real father of the baby, made him feel odd things.

He was hurt. Jungkook slept with his ex-girlfriend. However, the younger didn't remember anything, so was that a good sign? He didn't want to imagine Eunha taking advantage of Jungkook when he was wasted. The truth was, that was what she did. She seduced him when he was drunk and even if he didn't realize what he was doing, she should have stopped. She didn't have his consent.

The thought of this made Jimin cry even further.

But, to some extent, he was relieved. To him, it was like destiny proved that this child belonged to Jungkook too. Granted, it was his, but all this time, everyone thought the child was Jimin's, and the blonde kept trying to convince Jungkook that the baby was his too.

And now, it was confirmed.  Jungkook had just as much a say in their future now.

Jimin just cried to himself. Everything was all over the place. It should have been a red flag to him when he found Eunha at that club four months ago. He found her at the same club that Jungkook worked at, which meant that there would always be a possibility of Jungkook and Eunha meeting.

Jimin sobbed himself to sleep that night. Jungkook had listened and didn't come home. However, the younger did leave multiple texts to his phone.  Jimin needed the time to himself to reflect on the situation. He had to.

If he didn't, he wouldn't have been able to understand it from Jungkook's point of view too.

So, when the blonde woke up alone the next morning, he knew that Jungkook took his words seriously and actually stayed over at his aunt's house.

The blonde decided to finally check Jungkook's texts this morning, after ignoring them the entire night. After just brushing his teeth, he walked over to his nighstand and unplugged his phone from his charger to read his lover's texts.

Kookie♡
Baby...

Please...

Open up.

I'm calling but you're not answering.

Let me talk to you, please.

Jimin froze.

Open up?

The blonde immediately dashed out of his bedroom. He hadn't heard Jungkook coming home yesterday. He thought the younger went to his aunt's house.

Jimin felt his heart drumming against his chest as he opened his front door. At first glance, he saw nothing, but when he turned his head to the side, he saw his boyfriend.

There he was.

Jungkook, sleeping with his back against the wall as he had his legs stretched out in front of him. His hands were in his lap, head gently cocked to the side as a slight bit of drool left the corner of his mouth, sleeping against the side of the doorway outside.

Jimin's heart fell.

The younger came home all along. He just didn't knock because he knew Jimin would open for him when he was ready. He didn't want to force Jimin to open the door.

Jimin rushed outside, seeing how the younger still wore the black leather jacket and outfit from yesterday. He was so lucky it was summer and not a cold day.

Jimin crouched down beside the younger, immediately cupping his cheeks to wake him up. No matter how upset he was, he knew he had to give Jungkook a chance no matter what. He loved him.