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Jimin-Children?

A/N: 50th chapter goes to chim :-)

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"Y/N, would you answer my quest-"

"Sorry I need to go to the bathroom," You interrupted, going to the bathroom.

You knew exactly what he was going to ask and you definitely did not have the heart to answer it. You did not want to answer it. You shed a few tears, remembering what the doctor told you, but quickly wiped them away, since you didn't want Jimin to worry.

You came out of the bathroom and to the room, seeing Jimin sitting on the bed, looking at you.

"Y/N-"

"Mm! You want dinner? I'll go make some,"

He quickly got up, and held your wrist from leaving out the door.

"Honey.. we just ate lunch a while ago."

"Ooh, I know. Ice cream."

"Y/N.. why are y-"

"Ice cream it is!" You exclaimed, trying to get out of his grip, but all your hope died down when his grip was firm.

"Answ-"

"I want food," You blurted.

Jimin got irritated, so he raised his voice, without him knowing, "Stop interrupting me! Why do you keep avoiding my question?!"

"What question...?" You asked, pretending not to know.

You didn't want to answer it, especially not to his face.

"What do you think about having children??" He asked, with excitement filled in his eyes. Tears were about to form when I saw the happiness in his eyes when talking about a possible kid running in the house.

"I need to use-"

"No bathrooms! You're not going anywhere until you and me have a proper conversation about this because you're always avoiding this! Do you not want a child with me? We've been married for almost two years. You've talked about how you've been wanting a baby a year ago but now you don't?! Why? Why?! Do you not want a child with me?" He asked, getting frustrated.

"No, Jimin, that's definitely not the reason.." You squeaked, heart hurting.

"Then, why?!" He raised his voice, holding tighter on my wrist.

".....beeeeecause I'm on my period." You lied.

"You always avoided the question when I asked, and just so you know, you once told me periods are only once a month, so don't lie to me. I don't see any yellow wrappers in the bathroom trash either."

You bit your inner cheek, trying to think of another excuse.

"Y/N.. Why won't you tell me? I feel like it's because you have no intentions of having a child with me. If you do, just say it. I just want to know!"

You blinked back the tears, "But it's not that!"

"Then what is it?!"

You shut up at that. You've been keeping this secret for almost a year.

When you didn't say anything, he retorted, "See, exactly. It is that reason." He said, letting go off my wrist and leaving the room.