Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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We sat excitedly in Sihyuk and Mina's living room, two hours ago the lab employee had been there and taken samples from all of them. Each of the boys had called their families today, it had been heartbreaking scenes, they had really all cried when they had had their mothers on the phone, because they had all cried when they realized that their children were still alive. They had all called one after the other so that one of us could always hold the person's hand, but the reactions were all the same, the families couldn't believe it, but little by little they understood and then the dams broke and everyone cried. By now everyone had calmed down again, the parents and siblings would arrive the next day. Sihyuk was on the phone the whole time, talking to Hybe's management, keeping them from calling a press conference right away, but drafting a public statement with them announcing the survival of BTS, saying we would not release the exact circumstances until we had everything else sorted out. To this end, an official from Hybe was to come by in the evening to consult with the boys.

The time passed agonizingly slowly, my hands were freezing cold, my pulse probably unearthly high, I was actually sure I knew who Sora's father was, she smiled more and more like him and even if the others thought I could just be imagining it, I felt deep in my heart that it was him. Every time he held her, it felt so right, like it was meant to be.

"You know what, I'm going to write a note with a name on it. This is Sora's father, I'm so sure that I want to prove it to you now and so that people don't say later that I could claim that my suspicions were right as soon as the results are in, I'll write it down here." I blurted out, desperate to prove to them that I was right. So I wrote down the name, folded the piece of paper and placed it in the middle of the table where I couldn't take it away and it would always be visible.

"I don't know, but by now I think I trust your gut, even if I don't know who you mean. But you're the mother, who should have the best idea of who made Sora if not you?" Hobi supported me.

"I know the name on the note and I'm sure it's Sora's father," Jin said.

"If it's not me, then get ready to get pregnant again very quickly." Jungkook spoke softly into my ear, his voice sounding so seductive that it sent shivers down my spine. Two more hours passed and then the doorbell rang. We all looked at each other excitedly, no one said anything, but the number of people nervously bouncing their legs and playing with their hands increased more and more. Then Sihyuk and Mina came to us, the eldest had an envelope in his hand, which he now impatiently tore open and stared at the sheets of paper inside. Then he started to smile and looked around.

"So?" Yoongi asked, but Sihyuk shook his head pityingly.

"I'm sorry, but the father is one of the Maknaeline." he said and Yoongi looked to the ground disappointed as three heads went up.

"Does the family name have three or four letters?" Taehyung wanted to know and pressed his lips into a line as Sihyuk held up four fingers. Jimin and Jungkook looked at each other and smiled.

"So... Jeon or Park?" asked Jimin without taking his eyes off Jungkook. Namjoon took my piece of paper and unfolded it. He laughed softly.

"Park." he said with a smile.

"Park..." confirmed Sihyuk.

I had known it... she smiled just like Jimin...