Uɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ Lᴏᴠᴇ || ❀ TH×JM ❀

Pᴀʀᴛ- 42

Jimin reclined on the couch, his hands resting lightly on his slightly protruding abdomen, in their warm and loving apartment. His brother, Taehyung, gazed adoringly as Jimin's cheeks flushed with both discomfort and delight.

"Are you sure you're okay?" With anxiety in his voice, Taehyung inquired.

Jimin nodded and shifted slightly to settle in, trying not to laugh at how different the situation was. If someone ever told him that he would get pregnant and have to struggle choosing outfits which won't expose his belly, they wouldn't return without a bruised jaw for spewing such nonsense. But now- "Yeah, just feeling a bit... off today."

As he shifted positions, the younger one couldn't help but observe how the pregnant one grimaced a little, the little frowns on his forehead didn't get unnoticed. "Would you like anything from me? How about some ginger tea?"

Jimin accepted Taehyung's offer with an appreciative smile as he really needed something to lighten his head. "Tae, that would be pleasant. Thanks dude."

As the other headed to the kitchen, Jimin couldn't resist the urge to playfully stick out his tongue at his brother's retreating figure. But as soon as Taehyung turned around, Jimin quickly composed himself, feigning innocence. Taehyung raised his brow and shrugged off before disappearing into the kitchen.

Returning with a steaming mug of ginger tea, he handed it to Jimin, his eyes soft with affection. "Here you go, pup. Drink up."

The shorter took a sip, relishing the soothing warmth of the tea. "Mmm, thanks. You always know how to take care of me."

Taehyung's heart swelled with warmth at Jimin's words. He sat beside his fluffy boy, unable to resist wrapping an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close. The other boy sighed, letting himself melt in the warmth.

Suddenly, Jimin let out a tiny hiccup, followed by a giggle. Taehyung raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "What's so funny, Jiminie?"

Jimin's cheeks flushed pink as he sheepishly confessed, "I think I just felt the baby kick."

Taehyung's eyes widened in awe and excitement. "Really? Can I feel?"

Jimin nodded eagerly, guiding younger's hand to his belly. They both waited in anticipation, and then they felt it-a gentle flutter against Taehyung's palm.

Tears welled up in Taehyung's eyes as he looked at the other, overwhelmed with emotion. "Our baby," he whispered, his voice choked with love.

Jimin leaned into Taehyung's embrace, feeling the warmth of their love enveloping them both. In that moment, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, bound by the miracle of life and the strength of their love.

"By the way, Baekhyun called me since you weren't picking up. He said that he wants to cook for we both. He is such a sweet guy, isn't he?"

The taller said and Jimin gave a half smile, nodding lightly. "When are we going to meet him?" He questioned half heartedly because the guilt of hiding something from Taehyung was making him feel like a huge burden was weighing on his chest.

"He said he'll come here and cook." Taehyung replied shortly before going back to caressing Jimin's tummy.

"Why....did you agree?" An unexpected question slipped through Jimin's tongue who widened his eyes at the realization that why the hell would he ask this.

"Because you're pregnant and I don't want to cook because I want to cling to you and have more time with you."

"Cheesy fucker!! I'm not your boyfriend so don't try such things on me." Jimin replied while rolling his eyes in a bitch mode.

"I was just being sweet, you bitch!" The taller muttered under his breath but Jimin heard it anyway, his nostrils flaring as he kicked Taehyung off the couch hardly.