BTS Scenarios & Imagines {Requests Open} #Wattys2016

*Requested* V

*Requested by @Taekook_IS_BAE and I believe it. ty 4 requesting

***Your POV***

My eyes widened at the pregnancy stick in front of me. I dropped it and curled up in a corner.

"Whoa" I gasped and started to freak out

"Y/n are you alright?" V asked

"Uhm, V. I have something to tell you"

"What's that?"

"Gimme a second" I picked myself up off the the floor and grabbed the stick to show to V. I opened the door and showed V the stick. He dropped the stick and freaked out

"We can't. We're 17. Get an abortion"

"V, I don't want to. Don't you want to have children someday?"

"Well yeah but not right now"

"I'm having this baby whether you like it or not" I gritted my teeth

"I'm sorry. I'm not ready"

"What does this mean then?"

"We can't be together" Calm down y/n calm down.

"Right, uh, okay. I'll start packing up" I walked into our room and started packing the things that were mine. V left and I started getting more boxes for my stuff. After packing everything of mine, I cried for awhile.

I took all the boxes and suitcases and put them in my car. It's hard letting go of someone you love.

While I was driving, I cried, and cried, and cried, and cried. I drove to my unnie's house since she's basically the only one I can actually turn to at this point. I knocked on her door

"Ne?" She asked when she opened it

"Unnie!" I came crying into her arms

"Omo! Y/n, what's wrong sweetie?!"

"Taehyung broke up with me"

"Wae? You too were the perfect pair-" She widened her eyes when I pointed to my stomach "Oh my god"

"He said he wasn't ready to be a father"

"Come stay with me. I'll help you unpack your boxes"

"Thank you so much unnie"

***Five Months Later***

***V's POV***

I've been so depressed since y/n left. I'm just sitting next to my door drinking a bottle of beer in the rain.

"Why did I give up so easily?" I was already done with two bottles already. I hardly ever drink but this month, I'm starting to regret a lot of things.

I feel loads of pressure on me even though nothing's happening. I sighed and tried to do what was best; tie knots back up instead of breaking them.

I got in my car and started driving to y/n's sister's house. In hope and faith to redo things, I remembered the most awful times I had and didn't talk about.

Now's the time not to reminisce; it's to make things right.

***Your POV***

"Unnie, can you make me some soup?"

"Why can't you?"

"I don't want soup, I want ice cream" Tears started to well in my eyes from hormones "And some tissues"

"I just wanted to be alone and have time to myself" She complained but did what I asked "And put these tissues in this can when your done" She gave me a trash can and three unused tissue boxes. Unnie walked back into her room and I put on a romantic drama. I cried while watching it.

***1 Hour Later***

Someone knocked on the door and unnie fell asleep awhile ago

"The pregnant woman will get the door!" I shouted to her and there was no response as expected. I opened the door and surprise surprise; it was V.

"Annyeong V"

"Annyeong y/n" I was about to close the door on him but suddenly the baby kicked; it was the first time.

"Whoa" I almost fell over but I braced myself

"Gwenchana?"

"The baby just kicked and it still is"

"Can I..."

"Sure" I took V's hand and I placed it to where he was kicking

"What's the gender?"

"It's a boy"

"Jinja?" He smiled but then coughed "Y/n, I came here because I wanted to make things better again. During these five months, I realized how lonely I was when you weren't around. Hell, I started drinking because I was so depressed. If this means anything, I'll be willing to learn how to be the best appa there is."

"You'll do that?"

"If we get back together"

"I don't know, are you willing to change diapers and have a routine of it?"

He gulped "I'm willing" I hugged him

"Good, because I missed you" I hugged him but not tightly

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Annyeong chingus! I hope you liked this requested scenario and I'll make a part two to the Jimin angst, if you read Polar Opposites. Please comment and vote. Bye bye:)