"Well what was it?" The boys asked over each other while Mrs. Jeon brought out the food.
"Well.. It's a boy..."
"YES!" They all cheered.
"..And a girl." I held in my smile.
"Ah, seriously?" Taehyung asked with a box-shaped smile.
I nodded.
"This is way fucking better-- Friggin' I meant frigging." Jimin corrected himself after receiving a warning glare from Mrs. Jeon.
"Are you excited?" Andrea asked.
"For the babies, yes. For the birth and labor? Hell no." I shivered at the thought.
"You'll get through it, it'll be fine~" Jungkook assured me with a warm hug.
"Aww.." Was what I heard.. Oh and a camera sound.
"How many months are you now?"
"Nearly 5." I smiled, placing my tanned hand upon my stomach.
"Wow, what a big change we've both gone through-- You more." Andrea spoke up, breaking our awkward silence.
"I wish I had my weed." I laughed.
"I'd deal for some of that shit."
"I'm gonna miss my beach body. And I'm gonna lose my body before I turn 20." I groaned.
"Work for it back. Almost as easy as that." Andrea smiled at me, caressing my arm gently.
"Besides, your boobs are gonna get bigger so that's a score for you.. And Jungkook."
"Shhh." I frowned.
"I speakth of the truth." She shrugged at me.
"But for real. Jungkook is HOT. And your babies are gonna be bombshells.."
"I know right?" I flipped my hair jokingly.
"Well Yoongi and I are gonna head out and bang. Then go to sleep. You should too.... Yeah. Bye~~~" She hugged me and kissed my cheek.
"Love you, bitch!"
"Love you too, bitch." I chuckled to myself and watched her head out of my room.
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"We're having twins~~" Jungkook sang into my room.
"I know, I was there and holding them in my womb~~" I mimicked his voice and failed horribly.
"Camila." Jungkook shut my bedroom door and looked at me with a smirk.
"Where does this come from?"
"I'm feeling dirty." He bit his lip.
"No, really, where does this come from-- Also I am too, I need a shower." I huffed.
"Know what would be better?"
"Please do tell me."
"If we showered together.
"Actually I might just take a bath." I groaned.
"Okay." He perked up.
"Can I use your tub?" I asked, getting out of my bed for clean clothes.
"I don't mind."
"Okay~" I hummed and grabbed my clothes then a towel. Next, I headed for Jungkook's bathroom.
I shut the bathroom door and began setting stuff out for myself.
"I'll play my playlist of Prince Royce and Dean, because I fuckin' love those two.." I mumbled to myself.
I played my music and looked at the tub. Oh, it looks so tiring to do..
"Jungkook?!" I whined out shamefully.
I heard his feet thumping up the steps and running into his room, instantly opening the bathroom door.
"LABOR?! ARE YOU OK?!" He looked at me with a worried look and wide eyes.
"What? No, I go in labor MONTHS later. I just need some help...... And by help, I need you to do everything for me." I sighed, seating myself on the toilet cover.
"Oh okay." He smiled at me then started working at the tub, warm water and something extra; Honey scented bubbles.
"You're sweet." I tiredly said.
"I can help, don't be an old lady."
"Helping me with my clothes makes me feel like an old lady. Besides, I can do things myself I was just too lazy to do all that."
"Lazy ass." He huffed and began unbuttoning my shirt.
"Don't be creepin'." I warned.
"Ok, ok."
He helped me into the tub with just his hand since I told him to look at the ceiling once I began taking off my under-shit. He ain't seeing vuh-giy-nuh, sorry bi--
"Can I look?" He asked once my chesticles were censored with bubbles, so it was just my shoulders up and knees.
"Yeah, I don't give a shit."
"Hmm." He looked down and sat on the floor beside the tub.
"Doesn't your butt hurt on the tiles?"
"Not really, I'm okay with it."
"Mkay." I smiled and put some bubbles on his nose.
"Yah, if you keep doing that, I'll have to join you."
"Only if you keep your hands to yourself."
"Deal--- Look at the ceiling, Camila." He teased.
"Whatever.." I put my hands over my eyes and waited.
Only until he told me it was all right to look, I looked when his waist was in the water. And boy, those abs were crisp. Yum.
"Hahh~" Jungkook put a few pubbles in his hair like bear ears.
"Hello, Mr. Bear." I chuckled and picked up two handfuls of bubbles like him, setting them on my head like bear ears.
"Hello, Mama Bear. Hi little cubs." He giggled with a wide eye-smile. His shite teeth bared adorably and I couldn't help but laugh too.
"You're perfect." The water splashed as I bent over to hug him, then turning onto my back so I was pretty much being spooned by him in the tub, right-side-up.
"Is this okay?" I nodded as I felt his hands rest on my stomach.
"Thats okay."
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Maknae | j.jk
Fanfiction"So 'Golden Maknae', huh?" "Yeah.. Just something I picked up along the way during Freshmen year.." Jungkook said with a smile. "Golden means you can do anything right?" I attempted to tease him. "I guess." He shrugged. "Interesting.." I bit my lip...