CHAPTER 5

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It had been five months since Jungkook married Taehyung, and life in the mansion was as cold and distant as their relationship. Jungkook had fallen into a routine of managing the household, attending events, and enduring Taehyung's indifference.

But everything changed one evening when Jungkook felt an unfamiliar wave of dizziness while arranging flowers in the living room.

“You look pale,” one of the maids said, her concern evident.

“I’m fine,” Jungkook replied, brushing it off. Yet the dizziness persisted, accompanied by bouts of nausea that worsened over the next week.

Taehyung’s mother noticed the change immediately when she visited. “You’re glowing, Jungkook,” she said with a knowing smile. “Let’s have the doctor check on you.”

Jungkook hesitated but agreed. The result left him stunned: he was pregnant.

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Breaking the News

When Taehyung came home that night, Jungkook nervously waited for him in the study.

“What is it?” Taehyung asked, loosening his tie as he noticed Jungkook’s fidgeting.

“I… I’m pregnant,” Jungkook said quietly, his hands clasped tightly in his lap.

Taehyung froze, his expression hardening. “Pregnant?”

Jungkook nodded. “The doctor confirmed it today.”

For a moment, Taehyung said nothing. Then he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “This wasn’t part of the plan, Jungkook. You know that.”

“I didn’t plan this either,” Jungkook said, his voice trembling. “But it’s happening.”

Taehyung’s eyes softened for a fleeting moment before he turned away. “Fine. We’ll deal with it. But don’t expect me to change my priorities.”

His words stung, but Jungkook nodded, determined to handle the pregnancy on his own if he had to.

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Navigating Pregnancy Alone

The first trimester was brutal. Jungkook battled morning sickness, fatigue, and a rollercoaster of emotions, all while trying to keep up with his household duties.

One morning, he nearly fainted while supervising the staff in the kitchen. The butler immediately called for Taehyung’s mother, who arrived in record time.

“You need to rest,” she scolded gently, helping Jungkook to the couch. “You’re not just taking care of yourself anymore.”

Her kindness brought tears to Jungkook’s eyes, but it also made him painfully aware of Taehyung’s absence.

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Taehyung’s Coldness

Taehyung remained distant, focusing on his work and avoiding discussions about the baby. However, he did ensure Jungkook had everything he needed, from a personal doctor to a nutritionist.

“I’m not doing this for you,” Taehyung said one evening when Jungkook thanked him. “I’m doing it for the child.”

The words cut deep, but Jungkook bit his lip and nodded.

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A Glimmer of Change

As the months passed and Jungkook entered his second trimester, small changes began to appear in Taehyung’s behavior.

One evening, Jungkook was struggling to reach a box of baby clothes that Taehyung’s mother had sent over. Taehyung walked in, paused for a moment, and silently helped him.

“You shouldn’t strain yourself,” he said curtly, placing the box on the bed.

“Thank you,” Jungkook said softly, his eyes meeting Taehyung’s.

Taehyung hesitated, his gaze flickering to Jungkook’s growing belly before he quickly left the room.

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Moments of Solitude

Jungkook spent most of his time preparing for the baby. He began reading parenting books, attending prenatal classes with Taehyung’s mother, and decorating the nursery.

One night, as he sat in the nursery folding tiny onesies, he felt a gentle flutter in his stomach. His hand shot to his belly, a small smile spreading across his face.

“Is that you?” he whispered. “Are you saying hello?”

It was a quiet, precious moment—one that gave him the strength to keep going, even without Taehyung’s support.Despite the challenges, Jungkook found joy in the little milestones of his pregnancy. And though Taehyung remained emotionally distant, Jungkook couldn’t help but hope that their baby might one day bring them closer together.

As the third trimester approached, Jungkook realized that this journey wasn’t just about surviving—it was about building a life for the child who had already stolen his heart.

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