(Finished unrevised)
Lisse is thrown into a relationship with the biggest kpop band and is unsure how to navigate that with her dark past and history of mental health. Can she handle juggling 7 boyfriends? Will she fall in love with just one?
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It had been a few months since having the babies and Benson living with us. Boy, I'm exhausted. Jimin is extremely jealous of everyone who comes near me and I'm not fully sure how to handle it. Yoongi and Daesu are inseparable. Saehee likes Namjoon best. She stares at art with him for hours, and he reads to her. Benson, Taehyung, and Jungkook are a trio. Jimin is up my ass, and Hoseok has become my best friend, especially with girl time. My friends moved back to America. So the alone time when given to us, Hobi and I, we spend painting our nails and gossiping about everyone in the house.
"I want you to come to work with me." Jimin grabbed my arm pulling me from Hobi.
"What? No, the babies."
"Come on just one day."
"Jimin this has to stop." I whispered.
"Jagiya." A look of sadness filled his eyes.
I couldn't tell him my secret. I wanted to. He was the first person I wanted to tell. "Jimin, I want to spend time with Namjoon."
"I feel like we never see each other anymore." He sighed.
"You promised you wouldn't get jealous anymore."
He balled his fist. "I can't see you pregnant or with any of them."
"You're making this harder than it has to be." I sighed. I really couldn't tell him.
"It hurts." He pouted.
I walked over to him and kissed him. "What would make this easier for you Jimin?"
"Marry me."
"Marry you? Jimin you know as well as I do I can't do that."
"No, you can do that you're choosing not to."
"Jimin, stop yelling."
He stomped out of the room slamming the door, waking up Saehee. "You're being an asshole." I yelled. I sighed and walked over to the bouncer she was laying down in and grabbed her out. "Hungry?"
I carried her into the kitchen. Jimin no where to be found. Namjoon was smiling to himself reading a magazine and sipping what looked like hot tea. He peeked over the magazine with a smile. I smiled back and grabbed a bottle out of the fridge, placing it in a bottle warmer. Saehee whimpering in my arms.
"Need help?" Namjoon snaked his arms around my waist, kissing both Saehee and I.
"No, I got it." I smiled.
He placed his hand on my stomach. "Have you told Jimin yet?"
"Told Jimin what?" Jimin walked in the room staring at both of us.
I shook my head no lightly. Then grabbed the bottle and placing it in Saehee's mouth. "Jimin you need to stop yelling."
"You're pregnant aren't you?" He looked at me sadly.
