Stylist Noona

Stylist Noona Pt 93 (Pregnant)(fluff +smuts)

"You-" He gulps. "You're-"

"Mhmm.' You nod, tears welling up in your eyes again to the point of rolling down your cheeks.

"Can one of you explain what's going on?"

You want to answer, even as you hear more envelopes being torn open, but your rapidly watering eyes are locked with Joons.

Namjoon maneuvers around the table smoothly, setting the picture down, never dropping the eye contact with you. He's intense and his touch feels like fire when he grabs the back of your neck pulling you into a passionate kiss.

His lips move against yours and your arms wrap around his neck pulling deeper into the kiss even as tears stream down your face.

A throat clears somewhere reminding you there is still an explanation in order.

Reluctantly you pull away from the strong man, sniffing back some tears. You smile up at Joon breathing in his wide smile, before turning to face the others.

At this point they've all torn into their envelopes. Some are still flipping the cards over and over, looking up at you with questions knitting their eyebrows together. But the signs of recognition are written clearly on the others.

"You're pregnant...?.." Yoongi asks, in a very astonished tone barely above a whisper.

You nod, cheeks already starting to hurt from the wide smile you can't hold back.

Realization dawns on the rest, their eyes widen, and their jaws loosen. Jimin who had already been tearing up is most definitely crying now, but with a bitten lip that had tried to hold back his beaming smile that shines at you now.

Jin takes a seat, blinking back his own tears. He stares down at the picture then up to you.

"You're really pregnant?" He asks.

"I really am." You nod, placing a hand on your stomach, crying a little harder yourself. It hadn't really hit you until now. But you really truly are pregnant.

"Oh my god... baby." Taehyung fumbles for his words. "You- We're- you're- oh my god!" He gives up on trying to speak and pulls you into a tight hug, lifting you up and spinning you around.

"HYung! Hyung! Stop, you're gonna make her sick!" Jungkook scolds, pulling you away from his elder. He holds you tightly until your head stops whizzing around.

"It's fine, I'm okay," You try to reassure them, but it's a bit difficult as your head is buried in Jungkook's muscly chest.

"This is why you've been so tired lately, and why you've stopped drinking isn't angel?" Hoseok asks, pushing your mussed up hair behind your ear as you emerge from Jungkook's chest at last.

"Yeah, it's been really difficult to hide it this long." You peck Hobis temple and take your seat between Namjoon and Jin. Opening your own ring box, you thread your ring onto your finger. "Especially the morning sickness, it has been a bit rough."

"Oh Princess, how long have you been dealing with this on your own?"

"Since the day we came home from visiting the new house, it wasn't so bad until about 3 weeks ago." You sit down next to Jin and the others slowly follow.

"Wait," Jimin sniffs, "So how far along are you?"

"I'm about 10 weeks, I went and saw Dr. Hani back on the 27th and she said it was about 8 weeks back then."

Jungkook grabs a few pancakes and a few others follow suit, but you and Jimin are still crying too much to be able to eat right now. And Yoongi? Well he has been frozen in place, just staring at the sonogram.