Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The story just keeps getting worse..
But I might freaking write a pt.8 with even worse theme ⚠️☠️
(TW: Extremely disturbing scene, S/A+ Suicide. A really horrible main lead. Like just don't read if you don't want to get traumatized)
Jungkook's eyes softened as he cradled the tiny baby in his arms. He had yearned for a son, but as he gazed at the little girl, gender no longer mattered. She was his.
He kissed the baby's forehead, his voice filled with wonder. "She's so cute, Y/n."
Jungkook's hand enveloped hers, his fingers intertwining with hers. "You've made me the happiest man alive," he whispered, his eyes shining with adoration.
But as Jungkook's gaze lingered, Y/n felt a pang of discomfort. His clinginess, his constant sweetness, was suffocating her. She missed the days when he would ignore her.
Now, his all-consuming love was a prison, and Y/n longed for the freedom to breathe without his suffocating attention.
"Jungkook," she said, trying to extricate her hand, but he held tight.
"What, my love?" he asked, his voice dripping with devotion.
Y/n trapped in this web of his making. "Nothing, just...nothing." __
When he went back home, Jungkook prepared so much, he made sure everything was perfect. The baby's own room is perfect. He also put the crib in Y/n's and his room.
Y/n was in the shower, while Jungkook was looking at the baby who was sleeping. He is still confused about what to name her. There are so many names in his head for her.
Y/n came back, he helped her get on the bed. "Should I dry your hair?" He asked. She shook her head.
"I will do it myself after a few minutes." She replied. He nodded his head and started picking up the hospital papers that were on the side table. It was hospital bills, and other reports that were done to ensure the baby's health.
Jungkook was worried about the baby getting the same lungs condition as Y/n but the doctors said everything was perfect so they both didn't pay attention.
Jungkook's eyes scanned the hospital report, his heart racing with excitement. Their baby's test results were in, and everything looked perfect... until he saw it. The blood type: O-.
A chill ran down his spine as he felt like he'd been punched in the gut. He doesn't have that blood group, nor does Y/n have.
But Taehyung's blood type was O-.
Jungkook's mind reeled as he turned to Y/n, his voice low and menacing. "How could you?" he growled.
Y/n looked up, confusion etched on her face. "What's wrong?"
Jungkook's eyes narrowed. "Don't play dumb. The baby's blood type... it's O-."
Y/n's expression faltered, and she took a step back. "I... I don't know what you're insinuating."
