My Marriage Counselor (Jimin x Reader)

Chapter 25: Christmas Miracles

Chapter 25: Christmas Miracles

December 23

It's been two weeks since Jimin's week in rehab, and I have to say that his mood has dramatically improved from before. Maybe it has something to do with my first trimester turning me into a horny, sex-crazed mess. If Jimin and I are in the same room, I'm on top of him, my hands down his pants and my lips on his neck. I don't think I've had so much sex in my life, and he seems happy to oblige. Last night, he actually told me he couldn't go again after three back to back rounds of sex. So he brought me to a mind-numbing orgasm with his mouth instead. In short, December has been wonderful, despite how it started.

Jimin and I booked a month-long Euro-trip for January and we are unbelievably excited for this adventure- and of course all of the pasta that Italy has to offer. Neither of us studied abroad in college, or have done a lot of traveling for the sake of travel and exploration, so it'll be a new experience for both of us.

I'm about seven weeks along, and the baby is growing perfectly. You would think that I'm ready to go into labor with the way that Jimin has been fussing over me. He's gone with me to every appointment and gotten up with me every time I've had morning sickness and any time I even mention a food, it's sitting in front of me before I can blink. And I thought he was attentive to my needs before...

We had an appointment earlier this week, and the second that the doctor "gave mom and dad a minute alone," the tears were sliding down my cheeks as I took in the image on the monitor of the tiny human growing inside of me.

"Wow." I hear his voice right at my ear as he squeezes my hand gently. "That's... our baby."

I turn my head slightly to look at him and his gaze is fixated on the monitor. I wipe the tears from my eyes and I nod. "So tiny," I say as I press my fingertips to the screen. "I love you so much," I say, talking to the screen before turning back to the equally emotional father next to me. "And you." He finally breaks his gaze from the monitor and looks at me, the love and adoration glowing in his eyes.

"You gave me the most precious gift, Y/N." He cups my cheeks and brushes his lips against mine. "Thank you." He kisses me again, his tongue desperately seeking mine as it slides through my lips. I whimper in response as I feel the blood rushing through my veins. I was seconds from asking him if he could climb on top of the bed and have his way with me when the doctor returns.

She chuckles when she sees us break apart instantly and I feel my cheeks getting hot in response. "Nothing to be embarrassed about, first kid... I know the drill." She winks before settling in to tell us all about our baby's vitals.

I smile as I press my fingers over the small black and white picture and press a kiss to it before sliding it back into my wallet just as I feel Jimin's presence nearing. I look up to see him strolling into our bedroom and sitting next to me on our bed and pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "Baby, we have to tell them."

"Now?" I ask as I think about the "them" in question.

"We don't have to stay for Christmas Eve dinner-"

"I would prefer that we didn't."

"But I have to make an appearance."

"Have to?" I raise an eyebrow at him and he gives me a guilty smile.

Jimin had it out with his parents right after the last time they were here when Mrs. Park and I both shared our feelings. Jimin made it clear that I was here to stay and that we wanted nothing more to do with them. Since then, they'd both been calling non-stop wanting to "make amends" with both of us. I'm skeptical, but it appears as though my pregnancy has made Jimin more forgiving, loving and accepting. His parents still don't know about my pregnancy, and he wants to share that with them. Somewhere deep inside I wonder if he's so anxious to tell them because it's one thing Jimin is doing before his brother- grandchildren.