Jimin pov
I just can't believe it I got cheated on by two girls. Moreover they are related to each other. Not blood related but still....
I thought I found the one.
I guess all girls are the same.
And they deserve to be played with.
Hyejong pov
-Jiyong-oppa! You are here!!
I walked to him and hugged him.
JY- Yes... Let's go somewhere dark I want to show you a secret of mine.
-Okay.
JY- So... I'm actually an idol. Why people incuding you could recognize me is because of my power of magic.
-Then...
JY- Close your eyes tightly.
-Alright...
I closed my eyes. Feeling the world lighting up.
JY- You can open them now...look at me.
I slowly opened them seeing someone I've never expected him to be.
-O...M...G...Youre GD?!! FROM BB?!
JY- Ne.
- That means there...
JY-All members of the group are not human. But I can't say all of them because I can't explain them here.
He then got back to the normal Jiyong .
JY- All I can say is that Taeyang is like your husband.
Lord...he is a vampire...The biggest kpop group of South Korea are not human!!
-I..I want to tell you something too.
JY-Hmm.
- Well you know what I asked you about?
That's actually not my friend but me...He stared at me with a scared face .
JY- You're pregnant?
-I..I think so.
JY- That's not good...Hyejong-ah tell Jimin okay? Carrying a vampire child is the most difficult in the world especially if you're not a vampire . Also there might happen lots of bad things with you if don't tell Jimin.
-O..okay but-
Triiiing!!Triing!Triing
-Sorry, it's Jimin.
- Hallo?
Chim- YAH! Get over here!!! I'm hungry so make me food!!!
Why did he change so suddenly?
Chim- Quickly!!!
He said and hung up.
-Oppa I'm sorry I have to go.
JY- Okay..don't forget what I told you.
-Hmmm.
How can I tell Jimin? His dream to be an idol is bigger than mine.
...
I walked in the house as I heard Jimin walking towarda me.
He held my arm harshly and pushed me to the kitchen.
Chim- MAKE....FOOD!
WTH is wrong with him?
He walked away.
I made some salad and some chicken. Last time he really loved it.
I placed it infront of him on a plate and waited untill he began to eat.
Chim- What is with this salad??!! It's too salty!!!! And this chicken too!!
-But...I didn't put any salt in the salad!
Chim- Don't lie to me Hyejong!!
He said and pushed all the food I made on the ground.
-What's you're problem?!!
Chim- MY PROBLEM is...YOU!!
And everything became silent he grabbed his coat and walked out.
I picked up the food he had pushed on the ground and put it in the bin.
...
Jimin still wasn't home. And it was 3 am.
-I should get something to drink first. Today is the day where my talents will come out. And I'm still awake.
I walked to the kitchen got some water and then heard someone dropping keys and falling down.
Aissh...
Isn't that Hoseok?
I opened the door and found Hoseok carrying a drunk Jimin.
JH- Thank you Hyejong-ah.
He walked in the house and set him in his room.
-Thank you very much Hoseok-oppa.
JH-No prob-
Before he could finish he walked towards me and stared intensely at me.
Then he pushed my hands off my stomach and looked at it.
Oh no..
JH- Hyejong-ah...you're preg-
I held my hand on his mouth and walked to my room closing the door.
-Yes I am but... don't tell Jimin. I think he won't accept this baby now. Moreover he is not good now.
JH-Okay but...only if I can carry the baby first!
-Okay.
JH- Or no we are going to make a photo and then I will carry the baby.
- Okay.
JH- Now I will go before Jimin thinks we are doing something.
- Hmm.
I walked him downstairs and opened the door.
- Again thank you!!
JH- no problemo!!
...
I stared at Jimins sleeping face.
He is so cute when he sleeps!
But then when I looked at his shirt I found some lipstick on it.
Wait
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I thought he changed....I guess...not.
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Fanfiction--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm 17 years old. A high scholar. Trying to make everyone happy, that's what I do. My parents arguid all time and ended up divorcing. Dad married a women who's d...