Ever since Jeon Jungkook wanted nothing to do with you after you got pregnant with his child, you have made it your mission to be the best mother. To provide what your beloved 4-year-old son. It's not his fault you and his father didn't work out. He erupted when you told him about the baby, who slowly was growing in your womb. "HOW CAN YOU BE STOP FUCKING STUPID!" he said. "YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE ON BIRTH CONTROL". You looked up to him with glossy eyes, " FOR YOUR INFORMATION... I AM ON BIRTH CONTROL AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THAT I ENDED UP PREGNANT". He scoffed and proceeded to say "Are you sure it's mine?" Stunned by such comment you slapped him. "Did you just accuse me of cheating JUNGKOOK!" The tears started to run down your face. It could be the mood swings that you have been having lately but this felt different. This felt like your life was falling apart. You knew that having a baby would change things. You still hoped he'd support you. Be there for you. Take you to your doctor's appointments. Even talk about birthing classes. You were inviting all your friends over to the baby shower. You can still do that but where's the person who you needed most not to be along for the journey?That fight had been on your mind ever since. No matter how much you push it away, it always comes up. You ended up getting a decent job as a preschool teacher at those private institutions. The pay gives you and your son a comfortable living. He goes to the nearby daycare from your work so you have no problem with the work schedule. The people at the preschool are great. Some of them even invite you to hang out, but you decline because of your son. "Just one night" says your co-worker Tori. You laugh, she is the one you've gotten close to during your few years working there. "I'm serious y/n, you always say no". You turn around from the coffee maker. "I appreciate the offer but I have a little boy to take care of." Tori sighed. "You are an amazing mother why can't you reward yourself". Looking at the coffee cup in your hand, you set it down and say "I just don't want him to think I'm leaving." You've sort of told her about the Jungkook situation, and she understood how you had to not only birth the baby but also raise one. The bond between you and your son is unbreakable. You've gained so much and he has as well. Your sweet boy, Jeon Jiho.
Snapping out of your thoughts, Tori goes "How about we all three go out?". "What exactly would we do if I do accept your offer" You reply. "Let me surprise you!!! Tomorrow then?" You look at her. You weren't fond of surprises. So hopefully this didn't go wrong. "Fine... I'll go but promise me you won't do something unexpected". Tori jumped up and gave y/n a hug. "I won't I promise, OMG YOU SAID YES!!!". You gave a soft smile. "Breaktime is over" the principal said. We said our goodbyes and headed toward our classrooms. The day went on smoothly but it was time to go home. You were thankful that you got off at a decent time since Jiho's daycare is not so long. Pulling up to the daycare center, you were greeted by the workers outside. "Miss, you came to pick up your kid?" the one called Jorge asked. "Yes, just got out of work". "How's it going in that expensive place" You laughed. "To be honest I didn't see myself in this position". "You made it happen though. I bet your child is extremely proud of you". Hearing that made my eyes watery. Maybe it was the lack of support that you didn't receive. Just those few words, meant a lot. "Looks like I'm wasting your time, sorry". "It's fine and I appreciate those kind words you've told me". He gave a smile and said, "It's the truth". You said goodbye and went to get my son. As you approached his classroom I just heard all the laughs and snickering of the kids. You knocked on the door and the teacher said hello. you see your baby playing with toy cars. A big smile grows on my face. You walk up to him and gently tap his shoulder. "MAMA" he jumps into my arms. "Hi, my love" you said. He lets go and looks at me with his doe eyes. The eyes resembled his dad's. You seriously need to stop thinking about him wtf. "Ready?" He nods and we head out.
We finally got home and the first thing he told you is he was hungry. You weren't the best cook in the world but you can make simple dishes. You sat him down in his chair as you made him food. Once the spaghetti and meatballs were done, You had to make it to the point he was able to swallow without a problem. "So how was daycare?" You asked the boy who is now covered in meatball sauce. Surprised he can form sentences at such a young age. "I painted and played with my friends" He smiled at him, "Wow, what else?" He stopped eating and began to think. He thought for a while. Until you brought him back "It's okay don't hurt your brain". "Ok Mama" he flashed me his smile. Huh, he even got the bunny resemblance. After dinner, you did some chores. The apartment wasn't that dirty and you still tidy up. You don't have people over because you like being alone and in the company of your son. You guys watch movies, sing, dance, read stories, and bake sometimes. Just little things that make the two of you enjoy. You're happy making your son happy. "Time for bed" He pouts "I DON'T WANT TOOOOO". You look at him, "No?". As he crosses his arms you put your hands on your hips. Quite a long staring contest. He runs off to one of the rooms in the apartment. You run after him and see that he's looking for his pajamas. He pulls out blue pajamas with cars. You go into your closet and find a satin navy night set. Heading to the bathroom, Jiho was brushing his teeth on top of his stool. "Mama, look!" his face covered in toothpaste. You let out a laugh.
Now settled in the bed you shared with your son. Yes shared, he has his own but doesn't like you don't fit in the tiny bed. He would much rather sleep where he feels safe. You didn't end up telling him a story that night. Instead, you lay there, thinking about what Tori had in store for the supposed outing. To be honest, you felt nervous. You never go out to such public where there are a lot of people. Ever since you and Jungkook went different paths, he would try to get you to go places whether it was the fair or even the central mall. It was nice back then... now your number one priority is sleeping soundly next to you. Your phone lights up and you see a message.
xxx-xxx-xxxx: CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW!!!!
You: who's this??
You: I don't like being stalked
xxx-xxx-xxxx: Girl, IT'S TORI
You: I don't trust this... bye
xxx-xxx-xxxx: WAIT *sends picture*
You: that can be anyone
*Incoming call*
"Hello"
"ARE YOU BEING FOR REAL IT'S ME TORI"
"Well you never know these days, there are people for doing fake voices and the internet is a scary place"
"I swear it's me y/n "
"Then send me a video call"
"You serious"
"Yes I am"
The video call comes in not seconds later. You answered it.
"SEE IT'S ME!!!!!!!!"
"I can see it that"
"I'm gonna discard that comment, ARE YOU EXCITED FOR TOMORROW!"
You thought for a moment.
"Nervous, I mean it's been a while since I've been out enjoying myself"
" I understand, but as I said before, you are an amazing mother. Just remember to treat yourself"
"I'll try Tori"
"Not just try, but do"
You rolled your eyes. You don't go out to get your hair done or even get a pedicure. You found those things kind of unnecessary. You saved the money for Jiho from your job at the school. When he needed things the most.
"Y/n!"
"Huh"
"You kind of zoned out there"
"Oh sorry, yeah, uhh, I will try"
"Do y/n do"
"Fine"
Tori laughs. You feel the bed move and Jiho is facing you. You panicked because you might wake him up. Thankfully he didn't.
"I gotta go, Tori, have a good night"
"That's fast... okay goodnight and sleep well"
"You too"
The call comes to an end. You turn off the lamp by the bed. Ready to sleep but instead look up to the ceiling, in hopes that tomorrow will go smoothly.
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blue: jungkook
Fanfictionhe left when you needed him the most. only to come back and ask for your forgiveness. but you can't seem to let go of the past. now with four year old they have to care for. (jeon jungkook x preschool teacher y/n!) (my attempt at writing fanficti...