✨MY LIGHT IN THE DARK ✨ || JIKOOK ✅

22.

JUNGKOOK POV

It was nearing the end of
June and over a month had passed since the guy who
cut my brake lines had been caught and even though
Jimin was frustrated that
they hadn't been able to get anything new from him after
his initial confession.

He was still hopeful that
they were getting closer to Rodrigues somehow.

Even though we knew the
danger hadn't yet passed,
we'd both relaxed a lot,
finding a peacefulness and
a hominess in the place we created together.

There hadn't beenany new threats, just quiet moments
that the two of us shared, cuddled on the couch watching
a movie or playing footsie
while reading on each side
of the couch, telling each
other about major plot
points as if they were
real events in our days.

There hadn't been a peep
from Jiwoo or his team or
any new evidence, simply
days filled with laughter
like old times.

Our nights were hot with the
kind of lovemaking I only
used to read about in books.

Somehow the electricity hadn't faded at all, even though
we'd grown comfortable
with each other's bodies.

The passing of time was
most obvious in the growth
of hobi's stomach.

Now finishing his second month of pregnancy, we'd all been
very excited to see the very, very small beginnings of a
bump on his usually dead-flat stomach the other day.

We'd all exclaimed and
asked to touch it and I know
the other omegas felt the
same awe I did when we
felt that tough, unyielding
bump that we could hardly
see, that protective womb holding new life.

I couldn't wait to watch his
baby belly grow bigger, to support hobi, one of my
oldest friends as he
became a father.

"You're all going to be
uncles, you know." he'd said
to us and we'd laughed
but I'd taken it to heart.

I also couldn't wait to see
Jimin interact with the baby.

Hold them and cuddle them
in his big detective arms.

I must admit I'd developed
a bit of a sheriff fetish.

I loved seeing him in uniform, the one or two times he
wore it to court.

Normally he was plain
clothes but the way the
uniform made him look even more built stole my breath.

His shoulders looked bigger
in it somehow, his face more angular.

I knew Jimin would be the
best father and that was a
huge part of the reason
Hobi's minuscule bump had enraptured me so much.

I'd started to wonder if I
wanted to be a dad myself, so long as Jimin was the father.

If Jimin was at my side, I'd started to believe I could
do anything.

In the privacy of my own dreams, I'd even started to admit that I wanted to be pregnant, too.

I couldn't imagine a day in the future where I would regret letting this man into my life.

True to his promise on the
day of our first kiss, he had never stopped showing me
how special he thought I was.

Not a day went by where
he didn't do something to
shower me with affection.

I was starting feel better
about myself in certain ways, more solid on my own feet
and part of that was due
to his persistence.