Stay | Jinkook

9

Seokjin's POV

Sunlight peaks into the room through the spaces between the curtains over the windows, signalling it's morning already. I slowly open my eyes, trying to adjust to the light, and also the embrace of my ex-husband, that I'm currently in.

I know I shouldn't even have brought him home, let alone allow him to hold me over the night, but it feels so good, I don't want to get up.

It's a heartbreaking yet beautiful memoir of the time when we were a newlywed couple, and would snuggle each other any chance we got. He used to sleep holding me so protectively like this every night, and being in his arms helped me forget all the thoughts, that had been troubling me through the day.

A tear drop lands on my cheek, but I quickly brush it away, before carefully removing his hand from my waist, and getting outside the guest room.

I enter my bathroom, complete my morning routine, and take a quick shower, so that I can prepare something for us to eat, before he wakes up and the situation gets out of hand.

Before I get started on breakfast, I get an ibuprofen from my medicine kit, and take it to the guest room, with a glass of water, and keep it on the side table beside him.

I check my phone for any updates on Jimin from Hobi, but there are none. The last text I got was him telling me he has gotten Jimin to bed at 4:22am, so I guess they're still sleeping, anyway it's only 8am right now.

I don't know if Jungkook still has the same preferences in food, so I decided to just make us some kimchi jeon, and serve it alongside coffee.

I've had experiences of him silently having his breakfast and leaving for the office, as if I wasn't across him, and I've also had him angrily shove the plate away, letting it drop to the floor, no care for me or the food that I prepared for us, even though I was equally frustrated. I would be yelling at him to stop, because it was too much to deal with every 3 days, but he would just take his keys, and slam the front door, leaving me behind. So if he does either of the two today, I won't be shocked.

In fact, I'm very sure, that the second scenario is going to be happening again this morning. But I do have a lot of talking to do with him, a very important talk especially, and thus my emotions are all over the place.

I can't have him walk out on me again, or cause a temper tantrum, and devoid me of my chance to talk about Mirae. It really took me a lot, to gather this courage to speak to him about our daughter, and if I don't do it today, god knows when I'll be able to bring it up again.

I can't just run into him at an event or his office and go, "You know what Jungkook? We have a daughter." I haven't been able to do so in the last eight years, and I'm so scared to let him know even today, because I know his reaction is gonna be adverse, and I honestly can't blame him over it.

No parent should ever be separated from their child, similarly, a child should get love from both their parents. But unfortunately in our case, that didn't happen.

I know what it's like to be in dark about your child's existence, because I've been through that, and I think it was the punishment for keeping him unaware about my pregnancy.

I was emotionally distressed while being pregnant with Mirae, for the obvious reasons, and thus, my delivery was a lot more tumultuous than the normal cases. I had to go through a C-section, and I had been passed out for a whole day after it.

When I woke up, I expected to be handed my baby, but instead my family was in my room, and there was a melancholy atmosphere surrounding the air.

"Where is my baby?" I asked the nurse, who was checking my vitals. She gave me a sympathetic smile, looked at my mom, and then left.