"Dannyeol Rodriguez Jeon and Sunmi Carmela Jeon." The nurse excitedly rolled the baby carts into the room.
"Awwww, look at their hair is curly!" Andrea pointed out with a large smile.
"Look Jungkook, Dannyeol has your big nose!" Hoseok awed over Dannyeol facial features.
Dannyeol is pronounced Daniel but spelt in Korean. Jungkook and I agreed on it.
Sunmi was just something Jin thought of and Andrea insisted on her middle name being Carmela, not as a joke.
Dannyeol's middle name is my mother's last name. Not that it matters but I felt my mom and dad should at least have some respect. Kinda.
"Sunmi's got Camila's big eyes." Taehyung smiled.
"Thanks?" I laughed tiredly.
"Well we have a shitload of things for you when you get home. Prepare to be surprised." Mrs. Jeon smiled.
"Did you just say 'shitload'?" Namjoon asked.
"Yes, I did young man." She frowned.
"Ignore me." He said with a nervous look.
"Well we should go. Jungkook, are you staying here?" She asked.
"Yeah." He answered beside me.
"Okay, heres a bag of clothes I packed for you just incase. Bye, have a good night you two." She kissed his forehead, then mine. She giggled at the twins before leaving the room.
"We did it." A sigh left our throats.
"It took so long and I'm finally done. It felt like hell." I tightened my eyes shut, reminded of the pain again.
"Camila, sleep. I'll be here with the twins to watch them so go to sleep. Rest."
"Okay."
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My eyes were shut and a light pink color blurred my vision, signaling my dream was over and I was now awake.
I rolled my eyes under my eyelids and slowly opening them, a dark shadow was beside my bed and the light from the window nearly blinded me from seeing their figure.
"Buenos días.." A soft voice said from the figure... Or should I say, Figures.
"...¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" I hastily sat up and widened my eyes at the sight of my parents beside my hospital bed.
"¿Crees que vamos a extrañar el nacimiento de nuestros nietos?" My father said with a light smile.
"No te quiero aquí." I spitefully said.
"¿Qué?" My mother tensed up in anger.
"Me enviaste por tus razones egoístas. Éramos una familia, no te separas.." I strictly said.
"Lo siento." My mother lowered her head in shame.
"I don't want them here." I looked at Jungkook with droopy eyes.
"Okay." He nodded and called a nurse.
"Please." My mother said with her jaw clenched and red cheeks.
"Maybe later, I don't want to talk to you right now." I huffed and turned on my back, staring up at the ceiling.
"They care about you, Camila." Jungkook came by my side and caressed my arm.
"Sending your daughter to another COUNTRY is not caring. Why did they even..." I grunted and gritted my teeth.
"It's okay." His calm voice comforted me in a way.
"I guess."
"HEYYY MOTHER FUCKERR!!!" Andrea burst into the room all noisey.
"Jesus, Andrea." I fluttered my eyes then gave her a look.
"Sheesh, sorry teen prego."
"I'm not pregnant and I'm basically an adult."
"Mkay, alright." She held up her hands in defeat.
"What's the birthday, again?" I yawned, looking over at Jungkook.
"April 12th." He smiled.
"Damn, okay."
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[7 days later]
"Are you sure, ma'am?" The office woman asked.
"Can there be open-visiting?" I bit my lip gently as I thought into it.
"Yes, ma'am."
"For both? Right?" She nodded.
"Okay. But you're positive?" She asked before handing me the clipboard of papers.
"Y-Yes. Let me." I took the clipboard and began signing, checking, leaving boxes unboxed and such. Until I came across the signatures.
"You and your partner's miss." She smiled.
"Uh, right." I cleared my throat and signed my signature.
"Do you have a partner, miss?"
"Eh... No." I paused.
"No, I lied, I do. Sorry." I scratched behind my ear and heard her chuckle awkwardly.
"Can I postpone the signatures for the day?" I asked, she nodded.
"Have a great day, ma'am, see you tomorrow." I smiled and stood up, walking out of the office and prepared for the drive home.
Last week I gave birth to twins, Dannyeol and Sunmi Jeon. I knew when I saw then I couldn't care for them and I saw a hint of worrisome in Jungkook's eyes.
Jungkook loves the twins but I can't seem to find my feelings. It was an accident.
I love them but not how I should.
I'm a bad person. I'm just not ready, my life has barely started to get exciting. I can't be a young mother staying inside and missing out on the world. I really can't. So I'm agreeing to myself on doing it--- Considering immediate adoption. There's already a couple with a single child looking for twins. They would be happy.
It's the right thing to do, trust me.
"Are you crazy, Camila?" Jungkook's voice cracked as I told him my decision.
"Jungkook, I can't do this! S-So far it's a mess!" I ran my fingers through my hair.
"I love them." His eyelids lowered in pain.
"I'm sorry, but do you think you can take care of them alone? By yourself?"
"That's why I need you by my side. Camila this is really gonna.. This is gonna fuck me up for a while." He clenched his jaw real quick and stared at the tiled floor.
"I'm sorry." He looked up at me and sighed for a good 5 full seconds.
"Fine," He blinked, "For you."
"Thank you, I'm so sorry." I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head in his neck.
"I'm tired." He pulled away and headed upstairs to our room.
Oh right, they changed Jungkook's bedroom into me and his room. Changed my room into a play room for the twins, then Andrea's old room as a nursery for the twins.. Those are the shit sides.
"I'm so sorry." I flinched at the bedroom door slamming.
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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...
