Fuck You • MiniMoni ➳ Jikook

↝Twelve↜

Epilogue ~~

8 Years Later

Jungkook loved watching his boyfriend waddle around. He grinned brightly in endearment as Jimin made his way downstairs and toward the kitchen. He stopped and frowned as he noticed a piece of paper on the floor. He began to bend down for it and Jungkook jumped up.

"Nuh uh, get back up. I'll get it," Jungkook rushed over as he snatched up the paper, looking it over quickly before giving Jimin a quick peck on the cheek.

Jimin sighed as he stood back up straight and eyed his boyfriend annoyingly.

"I may be pregnant but I'm not useless or helpless," Jimin frowned as he rubbed a hand down his stomach before pressing his hands to his back.

"Never said you were," Jungkook grinned as he leaned back in to peck Jimin's lips before taking the paper to the table in front of the couch. "Though Lindsay Thanh would be upset if she knew you threw her paper on the ground. Sigmund Freud?"

"God, you don't wanna know," Jimin sighed as he waddled to the couch and groaned loudly as he sat down.

Jimin was a psychology teacher at a high school an hour away from their new home. After they got back together, Jungkook left his old place and they got a place together. They kept their relationship as quiet as possible until Jimin's mother noticed a hickey (Jungkook just couldn't control himself) and people weren't in agreement with how they felt about them.

Some thought they were absolutely gorgeous and the other found Jimin to be a whore as he went to his husband's co-worker so fast. It also didn't help that around that same time Jimin announced his pregnancy.

They had been together for six and a half—almost seven—years when they announced the incoming baby. Jimin was excited in the beginning but as the pains and swelling came in, he couldn't wait for the baby to come out. He blamed Jungkook for how big his stomach was.

"You and your big genes," Jimin would growl as he would roll out of bed.

Jungkook would laugh and cuddle him. "You're the one that locked your legs around my waist when I told you I was close."

Jimin would then roll his eyes in response and rub his swollen belly.

"When are you going to take your leave?" Jungkook mumbled from beside Jimin as he rubbed at his boyfriend's stomach.

"Once I pop this baby out."

Jungkook huffed in annoyance as he buried his face in Jimin's neck. He played with Jimin's hair and hummed as he sat up.

"The pink looks good on you."

"You're only saying that because I cried."

Jungkook snorted.

When Jimin found out he was pregnant he had explained to Jungkook that he's always wanted to change up his appearance in a drastic way. So, they went to the store and bought pink hair dye and all the products that came with dying your hair.

Jimin was six months pregnant (so, a month ago) when they finally got around to dying it. Jimin was excited as he watched Jungkook through the mirror and apply the dye. But for some reason after his hair was washed and blow-dried, he hated it.

He sobbed and sobbed about how it looked ugly, how he looked ugly, and now he'd have to shave his head off. Jungkook made quick work of comforting him and then dying the tips of his hair the same shade of pink.

Through the sobbing and low cries, Jimin acknowledged that his boyfriend looked very cute and Jungkook countered that he looked just as cute.

Truly, they complimented each other.