Who? (Jungkook FF)

Chapter 123 -

       I unbox all the toys Jungkook bought for Seol in his room, with Seol eagerly by my side. 

Seol is grinning from ear to ear, his excitement contagious. Every time I grab a new toy, he immediately reaches for it too, mirroring my every move. I try handing him whatever I'm unboxing, but the moment I move on to the next, he does too, making the whole process harder. 

He definitely learns from his daddy. 

But today is a happy day. 

I thought my day was going to be ruined when my tire deflated, but it turned out to be the opposite. Jungkook helped me, and now I'm here, spending a joyful moment with Seol. 

Jungkook is a great man. Even with all his flaws, there's a part of him that is undeniably good. 

I glance at Seol. Even now, he reminds me so much of his father. The way he moves, the way he reacts—it's like looking at a little version of Jungkook. 

I'm really head over heels for him after today. After the way he helped me. 

"Seol-ah, you know your daddy helped Mommy today," I say, smiling. "He was sooo charming. Just like the first time I fell in love with him." 

Seol giggles at my words. 

"You like hearing that, don't you?" 

Another giggle. 

Seol is the light of my life. 

But somehow, this moment brings back a painful memory. 

When I was pregnant with Seol—when Jungkook would leave me locked away, heartbroken—I used to talk to my baby all the time. He was the only one who listened. 

How different things are now. Now, I'm telling Seol how much I like his father. 

"Seol, thank you for always listening to me." I press a soft kiss to his forehead, my heart swelling with love.

Seol grins, his whole face lighting up with happiness. His excitement is infectious, making me smile as I continue unboxing. 

As I reach into the box, I pull out a duck plushie that makes the silliest sound. I laugh, shaking my head. Jungkook is so ridiculous sometimes. 

Oh my god. Jungkook. He's in my head all the time now. 

Too bad he had to go back to the office after helping me earlier. It feels strange, almost unsettling, how much I find myself waiting for him to come home. 

There's a piece of him inside me now. 

I pause, my hands resting on my stomach. I'm pregnant, right? So why do I keep forgetting? 

I glance at Seol, who's too busy with duck plushie, he grabs whatever I have grabbed.

"Your sibling," I murmur, running my fingers gently through his soft hair. "Your younger brother or sister." I smile. "And all these toys—you're going to have to share, you know." 

Before Seol can react, my phone rings. My smile fades the moment I see the caller ID. 

Jin. 

Jungkook... 

Guilt coils in my chest. The plan I have with Jin to free Taehyung—it's going against Jungkook. 

But maybe it won't hurt him too much. 

I don't want to betray him. I really don't. I want to believe that he'll understand. That he'll see this for what it is. 

This is only to prove something, Jungkook.