MISSING PIECE || JIKOOK ✅

28.

JIMIN POV

The hospital kept Jih over
night.

The fall had given him a concussion, a broken arm, a broken ankle and a light case
of hypothermia.

Ultimately, we were told he
was going to be fine though.

I could almost hear the weight falling off Jungkook's shoulders and thudding to the ground
when he got the news.

I breathed easier too.

For a while there, out on the
hill, I'd been terrified.

When Jungkook went to the hospital again the next day, I insisted on coming with him
too.

Maybe it was my pregnancy hormones kicking me into parental mode but I wanted
to fuss over Jih.

He'd scared me so much the night before that I couldn't imagine not watching him
like a hawk for at least
twenty-four hours.

"I'm staying over tonight."

I told Jungkook as we walked through the hospital corridor,
our footsteps echoing through the wide hallway.

"Or maybe I should just do as you suggested and move in."

What better way to make
sure the kids were all right?

And I could start thinking
about how I wanted the
nursery set up too.

We needed to get a crib.

"You sure you want to move
in?" Jungkook took my hand
and smiled.

I hadn't seen him this happy since they told him his son
was going to be just fine.

"Yes and I want to set up
the nursery."

"Wooyoung might have an
old crib and I think Jin
might have some paint left."

Jungkook's smile grew into
a grin.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, It's just cute to
see you nesting."

"I'm not nesting, I'm making plans for our future."

Jungkook gave me a kiss.

"Even better, I like having a future with you."

At that, I had to grin too.

Yeah, it was a good thought.

When we entered Jih's room,
the boy sat up in his bed.

It was good to see that
some color had returned to
his cheeks.

The night before, his skin
had been almost as white
as the bed sheets.

"Did you bring anything to
eat?" He asked.

"The food here is terrible."

"Maybe think about that
next time you're running
away." Jungkook said, sitting down in one of those uncomfortable hospital
chairs beside the bed.

I took a seat in the one
next to him.

"I wasn't running away."

"I just..."

"You what?" Jungkook
prodded.

We hadn't talked about this
at all last night, when relief
won out over irritation but it
seemed Jungkook wanted to
get to the bottom of it all now.

Jih lowered his gaze and
studied the still-pristine
cast his left arm was in.

"Mom said that you're getting divorced and that she's getting custody and that I'll have to
talk to her when she does."

"I had to get out, I wasn't
gonna be gone for long."

"But there was something on
the road, like an animal."

"A squirrel or something."

"I didn't really see but I
swerved to avoid it." He
looked up again.

"That's pretty much the last thing I remember."

"You're lucky the bushes
broke your fall." Jungkook stated.

"Lucky?" Jih's eyes darted
back to his cast.

"I don't feel lucky."

"You got a few scratches on
you but it could be worse."

Jungkook shook his head.

"From now on, you'll be home before nightfall or you can say goodbye to that new gaming console you want for your birthday next month."

"I don't care about
that." Jih pouted.

"I don't want to celebrate
my stupid birthday, Not if
she's going to be there."

It didn't take me two
guesses to know who he
meant by that.

"She's not going to be
there." Jungkook assured him.

"If you don't want to invite
her, we won't invite her."

"Even if she does move back
to town, that doesn't mean
you have to see her."

"I will fight for your right
not to, if it comes to that."

"Really?"

Jungkook stroked his son's
blond hair.

"As much as it pains me to
say it, you should know by
now that you can't trust
what your mother says."

"She's never going to get custody."

"She said that to rile you up."

"It's what she does."

"So she's not moving in with
us?"

"She won't but I will." I spoke up.

"If you can live with that."

Jih's features brightened.

"That's much better."

"I'm glad you think so."

"You'll have to put up with
the baby though." I told him.

"They tend to be loud."

At my side, Jungkook laughed.

"That's not going to be a problem, Jih loves babies so much I thought he was an omega for a while."

In his bed, Jih blushed
quickly and furiously.

Yeah, he looked definitely
more alive now than he
had last night.

He also looked like this was
Not something he wanted
Jungkook to talk about.

"I don't love babies."

"Are you sure about that?"

Jungkook leaned back in his chair, visibly enjoying this
new turn of conversation.

"Because I remember you
being all over Mrs. Hen's
baby when she was born
and there was no stopping
you when Min came along."

"You'd try to wheel off with
his stroller and parade your
baby around the neighborhood every chance you got."

"It was too cute."

Jih grabbed his pillow from behind himself and buried
his face in it.

I almost felt bad for him but I was too busy laughing at the image Jungkook painted in
my mind of a younger Jih
playing house with his
baby brother.

"You can help me with this
baby, if you want to." I offered.

"But maybe don't run off
with the stroller."

Speaking of, I was going to
need a stroller.

I put it on my mental list of things to buy or borrow,
right under the crib.

My due date was less than
ten weeks away now.

There wasn't a lot of time
left to do all the things I
needed to do.

At least I'd crossed the most important item off my list, though I'd found my baby a
new daddy.

I'd found him the best daddy.