It's been two days, agonizing two days for the great Jeon Jungkook.
His love is still in the bed, unconscious his little body connected with various wires.
He's still here in the hospital, waiting. Waiting for his baby to wake up and he know he will.
Taehyung already left to US more like he was threatened by his uncle's. And since he himself felt like he needed a change he left.
Eventhogh he wanted to say sorry and ask for forgiveness he know it's not the time.
The news and social media is full of a cold and hot headed business man Jeon Jungkook screaming to the doctor's holding a male who seemed to be bleeding.
And since he was not in the mood of all the drama and questions he just let them think whatever they want.
Now the he should give more importance to his family,not the noisy bitches.
Jungkook was pacing outside the room, stretching his muscles, when he heard Jin calling him to inside.
And that was the only thing he wanted to hear he rushed to the room banging the door.
And that was it, he looked into the eyes of the boy who was already looking at him, he thought he would be crying but he was not.
He was just smiling at him,a sweet smile that Jimin always had but not his ey smile.
Jungkook took small strides.
He planted a small kiss on Jimin's forehead.
"I got you baby". Jungkook said looking straight into Jimin's eyes.
Jimin raised his small hand trying to touch jungkook's cheek,and then lips, then neck.
He sighed, liking how Jimin was touching him like he was the only one that Jimin cared.
" I know". Jimin mumbled hugging him suddenly.
Jin and yoongi went out closing the door giving the two some privacy.
"Are you okay? Is it paining somewhere?". He asked looking at Jimin and caressing his belly.
Jimin only nodded and placed his hands on top of jungkook's hand which was already in his belly.
He closed his eyes, Jimin know the baby was not there anymore.
" I'm sorry".
" Why?". Jimin asked confused.
" Because the baby-". Before he could say anything Jimin closed his mouth with his hand, and shakes his head.
" I know...". Jimin said tapping the side of bed asking Jungkook to lie with him.
Jungkook wanted to but he was not sure, if it will hurt his wife, he was unsure but when he saw Jimin giving his puppy eyes he sighed again.
He layed there hugging Jimin. And Jimin inhaled his scent kissing his neck softly.
It was like he was searching for something. For someone to hold him, to find his happiness maybe. He couldn't know but he was sure that Jimin needed his presence.
" Once I was ready to kill myself and my baby, but now he left alone.......maybe he was not supposed to born. Maybe it was beacuse I wanted him to be your own, I hated the fact that it was his, maybe that's why this happens.......he started to grow in me beacuse of Taehyung and he is not here anymore and that too beacuse of him". Jimin said rubbing his face on the olders chest.
Jungkook understand he was talking about Taehyung.
" It's not because of that, it was because our baby was an angel and angels are supposed to be with God not with us". Jungkook said trying to make up something.
Jimin smiled at how jungkook was trying to make him feel happy.
" But you call me angel ahjussi ". Jimin said hugging his husband more.
" I told you stop calling me ahjussi". Jungkook said not at all liking it. Eventhogh he was a little bit of older than Jimin.
Only a few years......
" Hahaha.... It's cute when you whine Hyung".
" I'm not cute I'm a grown man and I'm handsome not cute if anyone is cute it's you not me Minnie". Jungkook signed atleast Jimin is not crying.
But he know his little angel is sad, but it's okay.
" I want to go to our home, but far away from him". Jimin said his eyes tearing up a little.
" Hmm I'm planning to move out to one of other mansion now sleep I'm here". He said patting his wife's head and kissing his forehead.
They're each other's happiness.
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MY BABIES FATHER ( Jikook)
FanfictionHe was supposed to be my boyfriend's father. My baby his beloved grandchild. But how did it turn out like this. How did I became his wife, my baby his. Why is he so caring? Why was he making me feel warm and happy? Why?