Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 24

"..Camila."

A chilly breeze hit my bare back as I woke up, breaking joy in dreamland. Jungkook's voice woke me up peacefully. I arched my back upwards while I turned my head sideways, flipping my hair over my shoulder to gaze at Jungkook.

He was sitting on the bed, slouching over with his face in his hands.

"Hey.." I sat up and yawned.

"We fucked up." He looked over at me with a terrified look on his face.

"Why-- What.." My eyes wandered around the room.

"We didn't use protection!" He groaned into his hand with frustration.

"Oh, shit."

Instantly, I sat up and pulled my underwear on, next a t-shirt, then my pants, lastly, leaving the room in a rush.

"Where are you going??" He followed me out of the room, already dressed.

"I'm heading to the clinic to check!" I explained with a crack in my voice.

My feet shoved into my boots as I threw a zip-up sweater over my shoulders, leaving the house with my keys to the car.

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"Morning after pill." I asked the pharmacist.

"Sure thing." She smiled at me.

The hair on my hair pulled back from my fingers, tugging at it in worrisome and frustrating feelings.

"Here you are." The woman smiled at me.

"Thanks so much." I bowed my head and left the store after paying.

On my way home I thought whether or not to beat the shit out of Jungkook. How could we have been so stupid together, though?! He should've known in any state of mind, to use protection. I'm pretty sure Mrs. Jeon doesn't want grand children anytime fucking soon. Jesus christ, if something happens.. I swear to god I could just die.

"Did you get it?" Jungkook asked, jogging over to me at the kitchen door.

"Yeah, I did." I sighed.

"It's okay." He assured me and rubbed my back.

"I'm fine, kay?" I looked at him with tired eyes and walked past him to the nearest bathroom.

The lock turned once I was inside. My hands threw the pill into my mouth, then I swallowed it.

After 45 minutes of sitting in the bathroom, I gained nausea, dizziness, and tiresome.
I unlocked the bathroom door and stepped out, taking a deep breath. Jungkook had fallen asleep on the couch, laying on his side, snoring quietly.

I approached Jungkook and sucked in my lip, joining him and curling up against his chest.

His breath hitched as he woke up slightly, soon noticing it was me and wrapping his arm around me.

"If I get pregnant, I'm having an abortion." I whispered.

His body tensed up.

"Go to sleep, and you're not getting an abortion. I will not allow that, Camila." He said, squeezing me a little more in comfort.

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Only what felt like hours passed, we napped on the couch together until he had woken me up a second time for today.

"Eomma's gonna be home before 4pm. Maybe we should make dinner or something?" Jungkook asked with an awkward look on his face.

I nodded at him and sat up from the couch, walking into the kitchen to start up the cooking. Most of the time it was Jungkook helping me cook, but I won't complain since it's kinda attractive to see how boyfriend material he is--- Come on.