Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 34

[Month 9]

"Wake up, fat hoe."

"Fuck off, Andrea..." I mumbled, turning on my side to avoid her.

"Damn mami, you gettin' big." She poked my back side.

"No, the twins are. I swear, I can't sleep comfortably."

"You won't be able to sleep AT ALL when you have 'em." She added.

"Thanks. But I can't wait to drop 'em out. I miss my old body." My tone went more depressing into a state of regret.

"Aye, doctor said to avoid negative thoughts and think positive for the baby."

"Every doctor says that. Minus the baby part."

Silence erupted the room as we were lost in thought or thinking of new conversation ideas. Andrea thought first.

"Thought of any baby names yet?"

"Yeah." I sighed to myself.

"........Well??"

"Just wait you shit."

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"Yah, it's getting warmer outside." Mrs. Jeon smiled while taking roasted pumpkin seeds out of the oven.

"A little." I chuckled and rubbed my hands together for warmth.

"You ready to pop those twins out?" She looked back at me with a sweet smile.

"Oh yeah. But I think I can wait on labor..." I nervously laughed at the thought of the worst pain in the world.

A gigantic ball being shoved out of your vagina. I bet those weird porn stars that stick big ass dildos into their vaginas have no problem giving birth. Easy for them, but imagine contractions. Oh wait but does that only happen when it's pushing out? Otherwise it wouldn't hurt, concluding the dildo.

Maybe Im overthinking it, I know barely anything about pregnancy and vaginas.

"Well, I'm off." Mrs. Jeon huffed after drinking her orange juice.

"Have a good day." I waved.

"Leave your phone ON. If anything happens, I have to be alerted instantly." She sighed finally and gave me a loving smile before leaving the house in her business clothes.

"All alone in this house again." I looked around and groaned. I hate being alone.

"What..... WhF are you doing?"

"I-It's not what it looks likes.. Kiarimoto, please!"

"Enough! I don't want to hear it... I can't believe I trusted you... I never want to see you ever again!" I munched on my popcorn and laughed at the dramatic Japanese show.

"Slap her!" I threw a straw at the TV.

"I'm sorry-- Wait!!!" The thin girl character pleaded in the film.

"Boo!!! Skank! Slut, sloot, slot!" I continued to yell at the TV as I was alone in the empty blue house.

"Why Tikasha..."

"Whatever, Kiarimoto, you probably just came up with her name." I huffed.

"Why did you do this to me..." My eyebrows knitted together as the episode ended.

"Well that sucked balls. I'm going." I stood up and walked out of the living room, putting my boots and hoodie on before leaving the house.

"Oh, Jungkook." I paused in my tracks and faintly smiled.

"What are you doing out, silly?" He skipped up the steps and held my hands.

"Fresh air. I need fresh air to survive." I raised an eyebrow and moved past him, stepping down the steps with my fat stomach in the way of seeing my feet.

"Can we go on a walk?" I asked, turning around to look up at him.

"Of course, let me change real quick." He ran inside to change out of his work clothes.

I sat down on the front porch steps and admired Mrs. Jeon's earthy garden. It was so peaceful and quiet. It certainly soothed me.

7 minutes later, Jungkook returned.

"Let's go." He held his hand out to help me up and walked me out of the garden.

We walked for a long time, chatting and joking about how much of a pain in the ass my hormones would get.

"HELP! PLEASE, FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I heard a familiar screech from one of the alleys were passing by.

Elder Koreans walked past the alley without a care and continued the business.

"Jungkook.. Is that?..." His eyes widened as he recognized the voice as well.

"FUCK YOU ASSHOLE! GET OFF OF ME!" Her voice became more weak then back to violent as if she were threatening the attacker.

"For christ's sake, Jungkook, GO HELP HER!" I strictly hit his arm and snapped at him.

He instantly took off hi jacket them handed it to me before darting down the alley.

I peered over the alley to see Jungkook full on shove the sleepy man down.

"You better go before I kill you." Jungkook held the man's collar and shoved him down on the ground again. Then the man stood up, wasting no time, he ran out of the alley.

"Andrea!" I hobbled over to her and hugged her tightly.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I asked as she sobbed uncontrollably.

"I'm okay.." She whimpered into my arms and basically began wailing.

"No one helped me besides you guys.." She gulped her saliva down and wiped her tears.

She pushed past me lightly and walked out onto then sidewalk.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS KNEW I WAS IN TROUBLE AND DIDN'T HELP! YOU'RE FUCKED UPPPPP!!!" She hollered until Jungkook came over and pulled her back into the alley.

"All right, all right.." He sighed.

"Where's my Yoongi?.." She looked at him with droopy eyes.

"I'll go get you your Yoongi. Just chill."

"I got harassed and you're telling me to chill. No Jungkook, no it was not traumatizing whatsoever. At all." She glared at him.

"...Do you want to call Yoongi?"

"Ooh, yes." She smiled and took his phone.

"Hi, pup, I just got sexually harassed." I frowned and looked at Jungkook whom was frowning as well.

"No I'm fine now..." She continued.

"Man I could really use a payday right now." I held my stomach then paused.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook looked over at me.

"Did I just piss myself?"

His eyes widened into a terrifying look.

"Shit."

"What, did I?"