LOSING GAME | VMIN

35. handsome baby

Taehyung just stood beside the bookshelf, casually took an introduction book about pregnant women's diet and nutrition, and began to read it. As the president of a group, he read it fast.

Unconsciously, half of the book had been flipped over. When he looked up, he saw that the snow outside the window was falling more heavily.

"When I take him to have a delivery examination tomorrow, I have to let him wear thick clothes," he thought.

He put the book back on the bookshelf, washed up simply, lay down on the bed, and turned off the lights.

The heating in the room was very warm, so he didn't feel cold. The bed was also very big, so it was enough for him to sleep alone. Taehyung was tossing and turning in the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep.

The bed was too big. When he slept alone on it, he felt a little empty and lonely.

Since he couldn't fall asleep, he simply opened his eyes and let his thoughts run wild.

In fact, when he knew that Jimin was pregnant, he was shocked. At first, he didn't believe it. It was experts from all over the world who took turns to get the news. After some time, he finally digested the news.

What kind of mood would he feel after accepting this fact?

He suddenly became a quasi-father. Knowing that Jimin had a child with his blood in his belly, his mood was very complicated. There was no child in his life plan. Knowing the existence of the child, his plan and his heart were in a mess.

He knew that he should shoulder the responsibility of a man and a father. He really tried to do so.

But what kind of mood did he have to face Jimin and the kid?

He couldn't understand, and he couldn't even do anything about it.

He would rather face all kinds of complex reports, plans, and contracts of the group. At least, he was able to handle them with ease. He was able to sort out the seemingly complicated information clearly and efficiently. But when it came to love, he was always unable to figure it out.

The snow outside the window was getting heavier, the sky and earth seemed to be dyed white. In the bedroom, Taehyung covered himself with the quilt, forcing himself to close his eyes and sleep.

But the stuffy feeling in his heart lingered on.

Was there a trace of... regret?

Jimin flew up a little late the next day. After washing up and changing his clothes, it was almost ten o'clock.

When he went out with some necessary things, Taehyung opened the door and went to Jimin's side as if he was guarding behind his door.

"Are you sure you've brought all the things you need?"

Jimin gave him a suspicious look. "Didn't I say that I'll go by myself? You have so many things to do every day, so don't come. Besides, I don't need you."

Taehyung had been rejected a lot by him, and his resistance was much stronger. He had learned to ignore Jimin's words.

Anyway, he was going to pick him up.

He went downstairs with Jimin. When he walked into the garage, he grabbed Jimin's car key directly with a dark face.

"Hey." Jimin was so angry that his eyes widened. "What the hell is wrong with you? How can a President learn to act like a rogue? Give me the car key!"

Taehyung opened the door of his usual Maybach's backseat and threw the key in. "Take it by yourself."

Jimin walked to the car door on alert and was about to reach out to get it, but Taehyung had already set up an ambush behind him. He directly carried him into the car and closed the door with a bang.