As the day of the celebration at the Kim mansion drew near, Jungkook's pregnancy woes intensified. He experienced stomach pains, persistent hunger, and vomiting after meals. Mrs. Kim and Taehyung remained by his side, offering unwavering support.
Mrs. Kim would occasionally offer to massage Jungkook's legs, but he politely declined, feeling awkward about the gesture. Even Taehyung's attempts to persuade him were met with resistance, as Jungkook adhered to his cultural traditions, which forbade him from allowing his mother-in-law or husband to touch his feet.
The days passed swiftly, and before long, the day of the celebration arrived. The Kim mansion buzzed with activity as maids and workers scurried about, decorating the entire estate.
Jungkook sat on the couch, his legs stretched out, watching the commotion with interest. Taehyung and his family had strictly forbidden him from exerting himself, ensuring he rested and recovered.
Meanwhile, Taehyung struggled to maintain his composure, as his little self threatened to emerge. He fought to suppress this aspect of his little space , recognizing that this wasn't the time for it to slip in little space.
Jungkook sat on the couch, taking in the bustling atmosphere, when Mrs. Kim arrived with a plate of freshly cut fruit. Jungkook quickly moved his legs off the couch, but Mrs. Kim sat down beside him and gently placed his legs on her lap.
"Keep them right there, dear. Don't move," Mrs. Kim instructed, offering Jungkook a slice of apple. He opened his mouth, and she fed it to him. She continued to feed him apples, and then handed him a fresh, cut strawberry.
Jungkook took the strawberry and ate it on his own, watching the commotion around him as the staff prepared for the celebration. It was going to be a grand affair.
As Taehyung entered, he carried numerous shopping bags, which he set beside Jungkook. He gently lifted Jungkook's legs onto his lap as he sat down. Jungkook put the plate aside, watching Taehyung rub his feet.
"What's with all the bags?" Jungkook asked.
"They're all for you," Taehyung replied, continuing to massage Jungkook's legs.
Jungkook's curiosity grew. "For me? But why? What's inside?"
Taehyung smiled. "New clothes, jewelry, and footwear. I want to pamper the mother of my child."
Jungkook's expression turned concerned. "Is this necessary? I don't want you wasting money on me. I already have everything."
Taehyung chuckled. "Oh, mia cara, are you worried about money? Have you forgotten which family you belong to?"
Taehyung's glance at Jungkook as he continued, "Remember, we're Kims. We can buy entire malls. These few items are nothing. I want to spoil you and remind you of your place within our family."
"Now, be a good wifey and wear these new clothes and jewelry to today's party, okay?" Taehyung said, standing up and gently placing Jungkook's legs back on the sofa.
He leaned in, kissing Jungkook's head and lips softly, his hands tenderly caressing Jungkook's stomach. With a final glance, Taehyung picked up the shopping bags and headed towards their room.
Jungkook watched silently, his eyes fixed on Taehyung's receding figure until it disappeared from his view.
As evening fell, Jungkook stood in their shared bedroom, surrounded by the array of clothes and jewelry laid out before him. One outfit caught his eye: a pair of black jeans paired with a dark blue silk shirt, accompanied by an anklet, waist chain, hand bracelet,earrings and hair accessories.
There were four outfits to choose from: black jeans with a dark blue silk shirt, a pink shirt with white pants, a white t-shirt with a light blue shirt and white pants, and a light blue and white combination shirt with white pants. { All outfits pics are up there }

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Little TaeTae's wifey || Taekook ff || { completed }
Fanfiction|||| Season 2 |||| Kook was middle Class boy and was finding Job for himself .. Mr and Mrs Kim was rich as af and they have son who was in little space due to some reason.. suddenly mr and mrs Kim have to go out of country for business propose.. Wha...