The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-TWENTY FIVE-

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"To find out more about my mistress." The look in her eyes as she sat up told me this would only last about a minute before she was prying the details out of me.

"I'm only taking Jimin, the rest of the men are here to protect you..." I paused looking over once more. I didn't want to leave her. "To protect the both of you.

"And who's going to protect them?" She glared, lying back down.

Shaking my head, I walked toward the door.

"Love you," I said.

She sighed. "I love you too, okay? Happy? I love you. Now leave before you mess with any more of my emotions."

Y/N'S POV

When he left I stared up at the ceiling rubbing my flat stomach. My flat stomach with a kid inside of it. A kid with really bad timing. Our kid; my and Taehyung's own kid.

I was going to be a mother...if I made it. If I didn't get it killed again, I was going to be a mother; a mother who wouldn't shoot her child at point blank range.

"I never wanted you. I had orders. I followed them, and you were a side effect. No hard feelings."

I could hear her voice—the voice I so desperately craved as a child—and now I wished she was dead. I felt the pressure building up in the back of my throat, and I tried to push it back down. But I couldn't, and the sob rippled through me before the tears came.

I was not a crier. This was not me. But it hurt. Everything hurt. It hurt so badly and I just wanted to forget everything.

Hearing a knock at the door, I wiped my eyes and nose quickly before taking a deep breath.

"Enter," I called out, and in walked Ari.

"Mr. Kim said you would like some herbal green mint tea for the pain," she said, holding the mug tightly as she walked over to me.

She looked me over and I knew my eyes had given me away, but I just nodded and took the tea.

"Taehyung said to give me herbal green mint tea?" I asked, staring at the cup.

"No." She said. "He said, 'my wife's in pain. Find some natural shit to make her feel better before I get back.'"

"SNU's finest," I whispered, rolling my eyes as I sipped, only to spit the liquid out. "This tastes like shit and mud."

Ari grabbed a few napkins, cleaning me off.

"I'm fine. But I'm not drinking this." Handing her the cup, I lay back down.

"Is there anything I can get for you, ma'am? I've been trying to get information from the nurses and doctors, but they're a little too afraid to talk." She frowned, eyeing the chart at the end of my bed.

Since when did everyone become a doctor?