𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑

PART 74

Jungkook leaned against the pillar, the soft chiming of Tae’s anklets fading in the background. His eyes went closed and a sigh left his lips, they curled slightly at her innocence. A delicate chuckle leaving his lips and warming his heart.

His eyes softened, there was no anticipation of the things that would happen in the room, instead there was a dull ache, he couldn't do it with her. Yet.

He rose to his room and slowly, almost with measured steps started walking towards their room. His heart a little louder now, his Adam apple bobbed with nervousness. He stood in front of the room, he took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door.

“The door is open.” Her voice, soft and small, came out. He stepped inside, the room was dark, the silver glow of the moon was falling onto the floor and on the bed sat his wife. Her torquish anarkali shimmering under it, her curls falling on her face, brushing her cheeks and her hands gripping the bed sheet.

“Jaan,” He called, his voice a low whisper, too soft it made her heartbeat quickened. He gently walked towards her, and she stood up.

“We will try this process some other day, now it's almost time, we should sleep.” His voice was calm, gentle, and filled with an understanding that made her frown. She knitted her brows and asked, “Why?”

“Just not now.” He said, she shook her head, her eyes looking at him to find any clue and yet his gaze remained steady. She asked, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with the kind of hurt that made his heart tighten, “Am I….not worthy of being a mother? I can't be a good mother?”

The tension that hung between them melted, his eyes softening, he pulled her into his chest, gently patting her head and said, “No, my dear. You will be an amazing mother, just not now.”

“Why? My sisters had a baby at 15 – 16 only, I'm 21 already!” She whined and then lowered her gaze with a sad yet adorable pout. A laugh bubbled through his chest, he bent down to match her level and gently held her chin, “My innocent sweetheart. Bun, you're still young.”

She frowned at his words. Her fits tightened on his clothed chest, he gently cupped her face and made her eyes meet his. He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead and started, “What your sisters’ family does, I'm unaware. But sweetie, you're just 21 to have a baby now. You're still young for it. You have just passed your teenage years, at this time, you should enjoy your life rather than having a child to take care of.”

“You think….child is a… burden?” Her voice came out small, hurt. He frowned, a slight dull ache forming in his heart and yet he remained calm at her misunderstanding. He shook his head softly and connected their forehead as they closed their eyes, “Love, having a baby with you who calls me Papa when I come back is my dream. It's not a burden sweetie, but I care about you too, not just my desires.”

“I want to have a baby with you when you are fully ready. You don't have any knowledge about how a woman gets pregnant.” He said in a whisper, his voice filled with an understanding. She opened her eyes and blinked innocently, he asked, “So make me understand na.”

He looked at her with wide eyes, his neck and ears flushed red. He stood straight, coughing and regaining his posture. He said, “The process will hurt… later it will give you… pleasure.”

“Hurt then pleasure?” She asked, confused. He nodded, he gently guided her towards the window, pulled two chairs as they sat. The moonlight bathed them and they looked too serene for the world to know the under growing tension.

“If I say in simple words that Male penis meets Female vagina. During the process when two people come too close and decide to take their relationship a little more forward they do it.” He paused letting his words settle and he saw the growing blush on her cheeks as her eyes got wider.