Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 27

[Somewhere in month 2]

"Eomma." Jungkook whined.

"Stop whining, you're almost 19 or something." Mrs. Jeon whacked him on the back of his head.

"What if I don't wanna go to college?" He complains.

"Jungkook, don't talk like that. If you want a good job and life, then you must go to college. Now study for your child." She whacked him again on the back of the head and huffed.

I watched Mrs. Jeon walk out of the kitchen up to her room, so I hopped off the sofa and ran over to him.

"Need help?" I wrapped my arms around his shoulder has he just stared at his books.

"Wanna know what would help?" I nodded, "A good fu--"

"No help for you." I cut him off with my hand over his lips and whacked the back of his head.

"I was kidding!!... Kind of. But I could really use the help." He made a sad face with his sparkling eyes.

"Okay, fine."

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"Aw look at you two." Mrs. Jeon smiled teasingly after ruffling Jungkook's hair and fixing my hair. [ ; ) ]

"Camila, have you thought of getting a job?" Mrs. Jeon seated herself on one of the kitchen stools.

"Well, I wouldn't really be able to go... Cough. Cough. Maternity leave by the time I actually get the job." I reminded with a chuckle.

"Right, right, sorry." She smiled.

"I could get a job?.." Jungkook suggested.

"You?"

"Eomma." He looked at Mrs. Jeon with a serious and tired look on his face.

"Sorry, Kookie. Um. If you CAN find a job-- Go for it. You two could use the money."

"You're not gonna help us out?" He asked.

"Nah, Kook, I'm paying for the hospital and basic baby needs." She clicked her tongue at him.

"That's it?" He widened his eyes.

"Jungkook. You both should have known the consequences of not using protection. This is your life and you must work for it, honey." Her voice became slightly more strict.

"I'm sorry." He slammed his head on the table a few times before we both stopped him.

"What are you doing--" She looked at him with a concerned look.

"I fucked up~~" He whined with his eyes tightly shut.

"Well.." His mom stared at the table for a few seconds.

"God dammit, why do I even have ovaries.." I complained and covered my eyes with my hands.

"It's okay, Cami--"

"WHY WAS I BORN A BOY, EOMMA!"

"Jungkook--"

"I HAVE TO GIVE BIRTH!"

"I DID THIS~~" He bawled.

"Oh my god." Mrs. Jeon stared at us in frustration.

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"I'm so exhausted.." Jungkook hopped onto his large bed, huddling up to his fluffy, blue comforter.

I stood with my hands folded in front of my bloated-looking stomach. Awkwardly, I hobbled over to his bed and crawled in with him.

He opened his eyes and stared down at me.

"I'm sorry I screwed your life up, Camila." His eyelids were lowered halfway, embarrassment and shame showed in his eyes.

"I'm okay with it. I don't know how many times I have to tell you, dummy~! I am.. OK with it. All right?" I nuzzled his nose like an Eskimo kiss.

"You're so crazy." He smiled lightly with a soft look in his eyes this time, more calmed and relaxed.

"Brrr, Kook, it's cold." I pretended to shiver and pulled the comforter over us.

"I can't believe there's a mini me inside of you." Jungkook's eye-smile grew upon his face, contagiously making me to smile.

"Yeah, and a mini me, remember? There's some me in there too!" I cackled.

"What do you think the baby is?" He asked suddenly.

"I dunno." I shrugged.

"Do you ever wonder?"

"Not really. I just...... I can't 'get rid' of it. But I'm not sure if I'm keeping it myself, Jungkook." A sigh left my throat of guilt. To be honest, I really don't know how I feel about the baby.

"We'll work something out." He wrapped his arms around me and attempted to comfort me, with humming a sweet tune I never really thought I'd be so in love with.

"For now... Pass out or I'm gonna kick you out." He rubbed my back and kissed my head.

"Fine, fine."

"You awake?" I asked Jungkook out of boredom.

"Wh... Why are you on top of me?" He yawned.

"I needed an extra pillow so I just flopped on." I shrugged and leaned my cheek on his chest.

"What time is it?" He asked.

"Like 1:30am."

"It's late, how are you not asleep?"

"I woke up and got bored."

"...And?"

"....And I'm hungry." I answered.

"Okay, let's get you something to eat." He sat up and ran his fingers through his messy hair and rubbed his eye. He was absolutely flawless. His bare face was amazing and perfect. His messy hair didn't even seem messy.

"Okay~" I got up and followed him out of the room, holding onto his arm and yawning.

"Let's see what we have.." He said tiredly, looking through the fridge while I sat on the kitchen stool with my chin in my hands.

I gazed at his broad, defined back through his thin, black t-shirt. Can't help but just admire him every second.

"Carmela-Camila?" His husky voice teased me in a sweet way as he snapped me back into attention.

"Hm?" I blinked.

"Do you want me to make you a jumbo smoothie?"

"Every fruit? Warm it up after you make it and can I have some crackers, too?"

"Yeah, yeah." He waved at me with a smirk and went for the fridge to retrieve fruits and other necessary ingredients.

Jungkook poured half a bag of crackers onto a small bowl and gave it to me to snack on.

"Yum." I chuckled and took a few in my mouth.

"After I make you this, will you finally go to sleep?" He looked back at me with weary cute eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. I have to repay you for your help though." I smirked.

His eyes widened then the corner of his lips raised into a hungry smile.